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2 Bois Have Some Fun

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William blew out a long breath and shook his shoulders. He’s still baffled why he’s doing this. It’s rather immature and plain stupid for anyone but the child in him just can’t see the rationality at all. He just had to find out – truth or not. It’s a relief that all the people in the house retired since having the weekend party this evening. No one will witness the childishness and stupidity of all this.

Looking at the clock, he holds the candle tightly than he should, still waiting – vying for his time. Every second makes him a bit closer to the edge – every pass, triggers the fight or flight sense in him. Still, a nervous laugh just can’t wait to pass his lips, looking over the absurdity of all this.

Taking his eyes from looking over the clock, he walked quietly towards the big mirror in the living room area. The mirror hung on the wall before him; an ancient mirror with a gold frame carved into leaves and flowers. He could see himself approach, his face is like a pure mask because of the lack of light in the room. The moon is the only light that sustains the night.

“The time has come,” he thought. The old grand clock signals that the transition of the night into day has once again come forth. ‘May Day Eve,’ he silently murmured. ‘Ah, yes. It was once again the first day of May – the night of divination and night of lovers a like. And for those who cared enough might peer into the mirror, where they would behold the face of the one they were fated with.’ William could still hear the tale, as if his there along with other eager kids, who would pretty much believe in anything they’ll hear.

With slightly trembling hands, he lights the candle he’s holding. His pure mask face before turned into a living one. Without any doubt he felt before – he close his eyes and whispered the incantation.

“Mirror, mirror

show to me,

whose lover

I will be.”

When he finished the incantation, his eyes widened. He could not move a single muscle; all he could do was stand and stare. He thought he could stand there forever, enchanted.

“What did you saw, uncle?” A small voice stopped William’s reverie – pulling him back to the present day. His gaze once again stopped to the mirror behind his niece. All he could see is his old reflection looking back at him. The visible line across his face the only telltale those years are finally catching up on him. Gone where the youthful face he saw staring back at him on the mirror, one wild May Day’s Eve-years and years ago….

“What is it?” the insistent voice call upon him. William is battling himself if he should say it or not but the wide innocent eyes of his niece could make him agree to anything she ask.

“The devil.” he replied, bitterly.

“The…devil…that was so horrible.” She gasped, “What does it looked like?” her brown eyes stared back at him with just a hint of fear, curiosity still overpowers the fear the child had.

“Far from horrible my dear,” he said. “When I looked at it, the only thing I could think of is fallen angel, for indeed Satan is an angel before he became the devil himself. Forget what you saw on the opera, the devil I saw is a mere epitome of perfection itself. I begun to realize why the devil is associated for seduction”

“What is that word…ah yes; did it bewitch you, uncle? Did it?” The hint of fear he saw was long gone for curiosity and excitement replaced it on his young niece face.

“Alas, yes. It tortured me, ate my heart and drunk my blood.” He said grimly.

“Poor uncle,” she touched his face and give him a peck on the cheek. “Did it speak to you, uncle?” the never ending questions of his niece just gives him the nostalgic feeling he tried to resent.

“…yes…yes, it spoke to me….” William was once again send back to the time where he met the devil himself. It’s as if he could hear the seductive voice behind his ear. The hot air with a slight smell of ale just never fails him to get hard in an instant. That night William lost his innocence – and lost it to the devil himself….

“My, my…what do we have here? You’re too young to be vain.” The deep voice said his face is plastered with a knowing smirk.

William whirled around and glared at the intruder. “I am not vain, you…you brute.” He said huffily.

“Indeed you don’t have to – It’ll be a sin if you are. Besides, you’re already a riot.” The intruder purrs.

William only glared at him, for he doesn’t know what to reply at the intimidating young man before him. The trespasser just has that power to leave him tongue-tied and inefficient.

“I remember you! You’re William, whom I left as a scrubby child. Look at you now, a fine looking lad you’ve been.” The stranger runs an appreciative gaze towards William.

William shuddered at the strangers look. It’s like watching a hunter eyeing its prey. And from the looks of it – he’s been spotted. His heart beats rampantly for he knows that if he stayed for a while, he’ll regret it. From the look of the stranger, he’s obviously drunk. He can smell the strong scent of the ale the young man consumed. It’s a miracle the man could walk from the entire boost he must’ve consume. His fight or flight sense is kicking once again and at this moment he’ll choose the most logical thing to do at this situation.

“Let me pass, sir.” He muttered fiercely, for the stranger is barring his way. “But we are not acquainted quite yet.” The man said, while blocking him for his planned runaway, thrusting out his hand, “Liam Mason.”

He could hear the silent ticking of the clock and was once again smothered with uneasiness. William could only groan, it’s better to go along, the man is obviously drunk to argue with. He took the proffered hand and shook it lightly. But the pressure on his hand only increase, much to his dismay. He tried to pull it out but the other man is really strong for a drunken man. The play of dominance increase William’s agitation to be released in Liam’s hold, tremors start to run across his whole being. He’d rather want to think of it as fear rather than his twisted view of excitement. But god, he’s nether region seems to agree with the latter one. The realization hit him hard in the guts; the more he wanted to be released from his fine captor… Fine, since when did he think Liam, this brute, to be fine? ‘Since you saw him…’his guilty inner voice taunts.

They both stood before the mirror, panting from the effort of both parties. Their shadows on the wall lay there still like their masters. Liam’s drunk induce mind began to sober and the gleam of his eyes suggested he’s much ready for anything this night might come forth. The lad before him just awakens the deviant part of him-the part he thought long buried since he left his land.

“Let me pass, sir” he cried with fury but the hand holding him just seems tighter than before. William thought that the man is really getting off on it if he struggled more.

“Come on and spend the night with me…my fair one…It’s really lonely here.” William could only gasp at the blatant proposition. ‘Surely this man is out of his mind.’ he thought.

“I will not do such things.” He replied, defiantly. William glared furiously at Liam, challenging him, in a way he can.

Liam thought William is just too tasty when he gets mad and he’s got other plans to see William fuming with rage. “Why, William such dirty thoughts you have. I didn’t mean that kind of spending the night….” William feels like he’d been hit with a cane. Had he misread the context of Liam’s words? Surely he’s not, the words obviously pertaining to that…did it? Oh gods, the man is really playing with his mind. And if a companion is all Liam needs…then that mean he’s the fool and the brute is really him. Groaning he look at Liam, he decided to agree with him and prepare himself with a pardon for his rude behavior. The amber light of the candle saw that Liam’s eyes held the devilish grin at them and he is tugging William’s chain once again. He felt dumb and played, again. Gullible must be his middle name. The inadequate feeling turns instantly to rage and he wants to punch the smirk out of Liam’s face.

Liam saw the moment William knew his game and the different satisfying feeling wash over him once again, giving him his hard-on of a lifetime. Liam licked his lips-the gesture of a hunter who knew that their prey is ready for the picking. Although, Liam is relaxed, his body is still ready for William’s sudden movements. The older man knows William will strike any minute now. Feisty being he is – just the way he likes it.

Before William could hit him, Liam yanked the blonde man towards him, successfully pinning his free hand to Liam’s chest. “Although…if your thoughts just happen to focus on that…we could, make an exception.” Liam said breathily against William’s ear while lightly nipping it.

Without further ado, he holds William’s neck and ravaged the mouth that’s been tempting him from the start. Liam groaned at the taste of the mouth…so sweet, he thought – reminds him of the honey syrup he craved from his childhood. Can’t get enough of the taste, wants more of that succulent taste – burning in his memory with each delve.

William doesn’t know what to do – he’s being assaulted and ravished. The helplessness of the situation makes the instinct of the cornered prey to kick in; he bit the offending lips and followed by the kick in the balls – both extremely hard.

William didn’t wait for the reaction of Liam and run as far as he can, never bothering to give a second look on Liam, which is shrieking and cursing at the wooden floor.

Liam yelled and cursed – his lips were cut and swollen… and his balls – gods, his balls were crushed. He felt like being mutilated. Damn that hussy, he thought. Cruel thoughts run through his mind. I’ll make him pay – that little vixen! He’ll have my revenge…I’ll make sure it’ll be agonizingly sweet – for me, that is.

But alas, he remembered, how lovely those lips again. How sweet to suckle at them, tasting every sweet flavors that sinful luscious lips can offer. He’s aching for another tumble on them. What would he not do, to feast on those? The golden curls that veils a cherubic face – truly that is given, the lad is an angel…fallen perhaps? The candle only accentuates the beauty of his newest obsession – what better way to see a true beauty, under the dark and lightness at the same moment. He could watch forever the flicker of flames danced gracefully on the younger man’s face – and the look of annoyance…truly takes my breath away.

Liam uncharacteristically sings in the night – loud and full of glee. He suddenly realized that he had fallen in love with young William. Is there such a thing? Ah yes, love at first bite perhaps…he couldn’t control the laughter at that thought – totally absurd if he carefully thinks. But the mind is not to question what the heart thinks or feel, so he’ll choose to feel and not think. The dark room with a slight hint of the moonlight seems to be the most wonderful place he had ever seen. Perfect beauty is all he could see – everything around him is just perfect and right. The beauty of the night strucked him, all because he’s in love – yes he is. He is young – young and deliriously in love. The overwhelming experience just brings forth tears in his eyes.

But Liam did not forgive him, he could not – no. He’ll suffer…oh yes, make him pay. What a night it had been! “I’ll never forget this night.” Liam silently said; his voice full of awe. He slowly approached the open window and looked outside – tears streaming down his face with his finger softly caressing his wounded lips. The throb on his manhood turned into a tolerable one.

Tomorrow…he whispers to the night.

But tomorrow never did come for the heart slightly…forgets? Ah, for the heart is distracted and May time passes like the summer lends to rainy storms. One soul is left in a twirling new emotions caused by the kiss shared on that wild May Day’s Eve, while the other half is still yearning for that promised revenge – made silently in the night. Indeed, revenge is much sweeter and best served cold, for Liam is more than ready to take the payment for that bite….

William’s been pulled out from his deep sleep. He can feel the sudden change in his room. A sudden drop in temperature – the first thought that came to him. No, beside that, there’s something else, he can’t quite figure it. There is something wrong…no, off about this…yeah, something is off.

He close his eyes once again just to clear his vision, surely his eyesight are having trouble focusing on the dark room, especially, when he had just been suddenly awaken by the niggling feeling inside him. The sudden weight on his side truly alerts him that his suspicion is correct – for the first time his dreading on it. Hope this is all part of his everyday dream, he heartily wished. He’s too caught up with his feelings; another one could cause his insanity.

“Open your eyes, my dove. I want them wide and dilated for me.” Damn, that voice, William thought. That sickly erotic voice that’s been haunting him for months…no, for years, he corrects.

He just wants to pretend that this is all an illusion – a part of his creative and twisted imagination. But the pull to see the other man just overpowers the logical side of him. It’s only right to see once again the man who possessed his many sleepless nights.

The moment he opened his eyes, he is met with the face of the most gorgeous man he’d ever known – until, and still at this very moment. His sleeping heart just started to beat at its own accordance – pumping furiously at his chest.

“So, you’ve never forgotten about me, I presume.” Liam purrs while tracing the nose bridge of William with his index finger. William wants to shout that he forgot about him through the years but no matter what he’ll say, Liam will certainly know. He’d been always told to be a bad liar. William just contents himself to be silent and wait for Liam’s next move.

Liam is so hard from just watching William sleep that night. The beautiful boy…no, man. Yes, the beautiful man he loved still takes his breath away. Distance is the only thing that’s stopping him from claiming this fiery creature. He couldn’t help but grin, remembering the fierceness of that bite. Yes, fiery indeed.

“What are you doing here?” William asked non-chalantly. The intense scrutiny of him just quite unnerves him. The content to be silent just change in an instant like the feelings his having for the constant intruder in his life.

“Let’s just say, we still have scores to settle.” William remembered the bite and the kick in the balls; he can’t stop the tremors that run across his body. The lustful voice seems to hint the promise of punishment for that childish act.

“I don’t know what you’re saying -”

“But you do. Don’t you? You knew there was something I want from you. Something I came back for.” Indeed there is. They both knew it subconsciously. Liam had come in terms to that. That’s why he’s here. William is obviously in denial but Liam will change that.

“What a bite and a knee in my balls?” William asked, incredulously. He doesn’t know where this conversation will lead to…but you do, don’t you, sweet William. There’s that niggling voice again. As if, his conscience – if that is it and Liam is having the same thoughts. The implication of that is disturbing him, tremendously.

“Don’t be naïve, my Will. We both know the answer to that.”

“Well, humor me Liam.”

“Scorching kisses from you, my fox.” William’s eyes widen at that reply. He’s more scared now than the thought of a bite and a knee on his balls. A kiss is a threat…why? You’re afraid of him? No, it’s not that…Then why? ‘Kiss is the truth; leaves you open and weak.’ At least, that’s what he thought. And the continuous chattering with himself is not helping him at all.

Liam’s amused expression never left his face. The different emotions that played on William’s face are just truly incredible. The hunter in him just wants to roar and conquer the prey, make him submit to his will. He could ask for anything, he knows William is at his will. But a kiss will seal the fate for both of them. There it is again, different swirling emotions on William’s face; anger, fear, indifference…but the one thing Liam is searching is no where to be found. If he can’t see it, he’ll have to feel it.

Without waiting for the reply, Liam once again capture the only lips he’ll ever want – the only pair he’ll ever need. During his travels the only thing that’s keeping him sane and positive is the promise to own the lips that wake him every single night.

William gasped at the sudden action of Liam. He’s not ready yet, damned it. He wants to protest, to fight but that only leads to Liam having more access to his mouth, which makes the devouring of it much easy. He’s mouth was being raped. He should be mad at Liam for his aggressive action but the odd thing is he can’t. Not when the last time they’ve done this he’s left in a whirlwind of emotions. How many times did he lie awake, thinking of the possibilities that night could end differently? If his bite is still hard but not hard enough to cut through skin and that kick in the balls is not hard but enough to send this intimidating creature into frenzy. Make him submit to him for a change. The thoughts only leave him frustrated and damn, hard. No matter how many times he relieved himself – the emptiness of the act is still there. There’s just something missing or someone, if his honest enough to admit it. His cock now is leaking and begging for release. Deep inside him, he knows that this night won’t leave him empty anymore. All the pieces of the puzzle for years have now been solved and now he’s ready to let himself go. He wants this, all of this. No more turning back and the questions that haunt him will be answered by tonight.

Liam’s crowing in delight, the moment he felt that his kiss is being reciprocated. The burning feelings inside him only intensify as the innocent kisses of the boy before him fuels his fantasy. They were both hard and that only means pleasure for Liam. The reassurance that William also wants this is a big turn on for him. His heart swells with anticipation and delight. This night is turning so much better than what he expect. Revenge is so much sweeter than he thought.

Their both achingly hard and the bursting feeling is at the back of their minds, forcing them to act immediately. Dormant hands starts to move. Mapping each others’ body, making sure that their both wide awake and not lost on their own fantasies. Clothes were torn apart hastily from their bodies – fast and accurate. They want to be bare and open for each others’ exploration. Their bodies were both hard but supple. There’s no mistake in the identity their being intimate with. The lack of difference in anatomy and the knowledge of this make them both excited with sheer delight. The wrongness of all this makes the act more pleasurable and exciting at the same time, they both know what could be the possible consequences if they give in. But the thought of hell is not their concern now; it’s lost in the heavenly feelings in each others arms.

The kisses are superb and invigorating for Liam but it’s not enough for him. He wants to taste William. Lick him up and down, makes him beg for more. The thought of the fiery creature at his mercy just makes him go crazy. His kisses now were beginning to descend. Every skin is covered with kisses. It seems an endearing act but Liam knows the truth, he’s marking William…mine, he repeatedly thought. ‘Every inch of your body is now mine – no one else but me. You belong to me William, only for me.’ Every thought is punctuated by a small bite, the skin is sure to leave bruises just the way he wants it.

William is not naïve, he knew what Liam is doing and the knowledge that Liam’s possessive about him just shoots straight to his groin. The small bites and nips is making him crazy, almost dizzy in thoughts. The slow tortured kisses downward make him impatient in a manner he thought he never possessed.

Cum On Smooth Bois

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Jim had given me feed back on a previous story and we struck up an email correspondence. We found we had much in common: oral sex and golf. I had to make a business trip to Atlanta so we decided we would at least get together and play a round, and maybe get some golfing in too. The flight was pretty lousy and the meeting was worse, but now I had a day all to myself to relax.

Jim picked me up mid-morning at my hotel and we were off to the club. We hadn’t exchanged pics, but he was nicely handsome in that maturing man mode. Hair lightly peppered with gray, like mine. His features well defined and with a few lines of distinction. It was hard for me to keep my eyes off him as we drove. Thankfully I didn’t have to concentrate on driving!

We arrived with plenty of time to hit some balls before our tee-time. Good for me, as I hadn’t played in months. It also gave us time to discuss our wager.

“Medal play, 9 holes per round. That way there is a chance for both of us to win,” was Jim’s suggestion.

“Sounds good,” was my response as I shanked yet another drive off the practice range.

There were some other folks around us so we were careful not to discuss the exact nature of the stakes – a blowjob.

As we made our way to the first tee, I took a longer moment to admire my golfing/sex partner for the afternoon. He was tall and trim. Well groomed. Handsome without being either a jock or limp-wristed. You would never think of him as loving the taste of a good hard cock; then again I had heard the same said of me before too!

I watched as Jim teed up, admiring his tight round ass. (Too bad he doesn’t like it that way, I thought to myself.) His form was lovely to watch as he smoothly followed through and his ball went sailing straight down the fairway. After which it was my turn to tee off. Just like the practice range, I shanked one off to the right. I turned to see Jim adjusting his cock in his pants. This might be a long afternoon at golf, but I knew we would both enjoy the outcome.

By the fifth hole I was down three. I had to half the hole or I would lose the first round. Things looked bad until Jim bladed a wedge out of the trap and I got blind damn shithouse lucky to sink a 12-footer. Payback was the next hole, a par three over the water. I made a sacrifice to the water gods with my tee shot and conceded the hole and the round.

Between the sixth and seventh holes was a bathroom. We were well ahead of the group behind us and out of sight of the clubhouse. I glanced at Jim and arched my eyebrows. Was he ready to collect on the round? Without a word, he followed me into the men’s room and locked the door behind us. I fell to my knees as he unbuckled his pants and then he pulled his hardening cock out. It looked beautiful, hard and thick, filling his hand and he rubbed it against my lips. I licked the head, soft and slightly musky from our game. Jim grunted softly as my mouth closed over the head and I began to gently suck.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned as my mouth slowly engulfed him all the way.

I stroked his spit-slick cock in my hand as I licked up and down his shaft. I took him slowly all the way down, then gently nibbled and suckled the head of his cock. His pre-cum was flowing into my mouth and I used my tongue on the underside of his cock to milk more out. I began to suck harder but still at a slow pace.

“Please,” he whispered. His voice trembling with need.

I stopped my movements and put his hands on the back of my head. He took the hint and began to fuck my face. His cock was now thick and throbbing. His head reached just into my throat and I had to be careful that he didn’t gag me. He held my head firmly in his palms and stroked his cock deeply into my mouth. Grunting and moaning his pace speeded up until his hips began to twitch and jerk in impending orgasm. I placed my hands on his tight ass and buried my nose in his pubes just as the first spurts hit my mouth.

The noises he made trying to be quiet as he unloaded in my mouth were almost funny. I just held him deep and sucked hard, drinking down his hot, sweet cum. I slowly back off his cock, feeling him twitch as I tongued the head. “Mmmmmmm, you taste good,” were my only words.

We finished the front nine and got a couple of beers in the clubhouse before heading to the back. I don’t know if I was playing a little better or if his knees were weak from his blowjob, but I managed to keep up with him through the first six holes on the back nine. We made a beer bet on the 16th which I promptly lost by sacrificing my second shot to the woods god. However, after buying us both a round, I managed to halve the 17th. He was one up with one to play. Did I want to concede?

I was feeling pretty cocky at this point and I outdrove him for the first time on the 18th. The cart path took us through the woods and out of sight for a few moments which we used to begin feeling each other up. I had already seen his cock, but he hadn’t even touched mine yet. He grinned lasciviously at me as he felt my cock throb in his hand. We had to stop the groping when we left the trees. He hit his second shot into the bunker on the right side of the hole and I hit a beauty of a two iron, my best shot all day, twelve feet from the pin. Who wanted to concede now?

Would you believe it, he chipped in from the sand! I had to sink this putt or I would lose this round and have to suck his cock again. Tough choice! My ball dribbled to a stop about six inches from the hole. I lost.

“Never up, never in” he smirked.

“Fucker!” I muttered.

He patted my ass as I bent over to retrieve my ball. ” I thought you didn’t want me that way?” I said, giving him a thoughtful glance.

“Oh, I don’t” he replied. “I’m just admiring my winnings.”

“Alright, alright,” I sighed, falsely righteous. “Your place or mine?”

“Mine will do” he said as we packed up our clubs and headed for the car.

The ride home was spent playing chicken with each others cock as we made our way around 285. We pulled into a lovely subdivision and finally into the garage of a modest, but handsome house. No postage stamp lots here nor cookie cutter condos. A quick Cook’s tour of the house, a scotch and water (hold the water, in mine, thanks!) and Jim ushered me into a guest bathroom.

“There are clean towels in the closet. When you’re done, join me out back in the jacuzzi.”

The hot shower felt good on my aching muscles and I took the opportunity to get a few strokes in on my cock as I fantasized about sucking another load out of my host. The steam and the scotch worked their magic and I oozed out of the bathroom and out onto the patio wrapped only in a towel. Jim was already in the jacuzzi and I admired his upper body above the water. Nice shoulders, hairy chest, strong arms glistening with water.

Jim laughed when he saw me and gestured behind him, “Privacy fence.” I dropped the towel.

I felt his eyes drink me in, aware of his appreciation of my body. He looked me over, but his eyes always returned to my cock, bouncing in front of me as I made my way to the jacuzzi.

We relaxed for several minutes quietly letting the jets work. I was feeling flushed from the heat, the scotch and wanting to taste his cock again. I moved next to him and we began to stroke each other. We enjoyed this mutual masturbation for a while until I coaxed Jim to sit on the edge. I knelt on the bench and sucked his nipples while I played with his cock and balls. When I had him moaning and straining, I lowered my head and began to lick his cock. Up and down the shaft, teasing the head, nibbling gently on his balls. Finally, I took him in my mouth and slowly slurped up and down his length. My fingers rubbed and teased his balls while I sucked his cock deep and hard. I would take him deep in my throat and rub the ridge just under his balls making him moan out loud and his cock twitch in my mouth. I would work my my back to just the head and nibble and lick and suck until I felt his hips come up trying to fuck my mouth. I would take him deep again, hearing him moan and letting him press my face into his crotch with his hand.

I began to suck faster listening to his muttered “oh fuck… yess… godddd… yess suck me…. oh fuck that’s goood mmmmm god…. gonna …. gonna….”

And then he did, cum. I held the head of his cock in my mouth as he grunted deep and four or five spurts of warm, sweet cum gushed onto my tongue. I swallowed and sucked and took him deep and let him fuck my face again. Soon he collasped down next to me in the jacuzzi, spent.

We nursed the rest of our drinks and cuddled a little until he reached over and found my cock was still hard. “Come on,” he said, leading me by the cock into the house.

I barely had time to towel dry before he pushed me down on the guest bed and went to town on my cock. He sucked and licked me like a starving man. Nibbling up and down my shaft, tonguing my balls and then engulfing me in his mouth. I watched his head bobbing up and down my length, felt his tongue wriggling on the underside of my cock and my cum boiling in my balls. All too soon it seemed I was ready to blow. I began to rhythmically grunt as I felt it flow through me and then I exploded in his mouth. I think I shocked him with how much cum I had stored up because he stopped sucking and just held my cock in his mouth for a few moments until he could catch up. My hips began to jerk up and he was soon sucking me again, swallowing it all down and easing me back to earth.

We lay there for a little while catching our breath and too soon it was time to get back to our regular lives. He dropped me off at my hotel and we made plans for my next golfing visit to Atlanta. He says he has two friends who could join us and maybe even for golf!

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This story is fiction. It is meant to be read by adults. Children under the age of 18, please leave. All the characters in this story are of my own imagination, and not real in any sense of the word. Any similarities to that of living people is pure coincidence.

This story is about the first time an attractive sensitive guy meets another man – and chooses to call him Master.

Please read on – and enjoy the story.

We each had never done this before — at least not with a man. Each of us had admitted that we enjoyed a bit of erotic sex with women, but both of us were novice when it came to being with a man. This was going to be a special meeting – not just a meeting to see if we were compatible – or if we wanted to pursue an erotic adventure with a man – this meeting had a bit of kink to it: one of us was going to be slave to the other. More to the point – since I had written so many stories involving submissive males, I seemed to instinctively take to that role. And as the writer who had gotten so many guys turned on in stories about submissive males who find themselves caught – and forced to participate as a slave to a girl or occasionally with a guy, this turned you on. You are the one who didn’t want to have any emotional ties – no kissing – no hugging – just someone to adore your cock – and make you feel like a big powerful man.

The scene was set through some emails — I was to be your bitch. Your new pet – waiting to be collared and enslaved. My dick – was no longer my own. You took over ownership of it. For the previous two weeks, I had been instructed to not touch it – except to pee and wash. It was not a big thick 8 inch cock – like you posses, but rather a 5 inch clit. Yes, I said “CLIT” because for all intensive purposes, I was going to be your girl. You had no intentions of fucking anything but my mouth – but that was good enough for you. But I was going to be reduced to a ‘girl’ before you. Whenever I wrote a scene with a submissive man – he always had the more inferior dick. Sensing this, it turned you on to know that someone like me could be manipulated – or encouraged to become a slave to a man.

When the subject was first discussed — I was a bit uncomfortable with the idea of asking silly questions of one of my story fans. But more and more – you wielded a tighter grasp of my balls, and my mind followed suit – until you were about to have your first sexual encounter with a man. But because I was your “Girl” and not another man – you found it easier to adjust to the idea of owning a slave of the same sex.

And so – our first meeting begins:

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It is a Thursday evening — and I have gotten to the vacation house before you. We set up a way for us both to be away on a Friday and Saturday. We said it was to play golf — and yes, we’re going to play for real — but the sideline was for me to be your pet (slave) and see just how much fun it would be to obey you for two days and three nights.

I gave you directions to the place as well as the phone number in case you did get turned around. But you didn’t get lost at all.

Through prior arrangements – I was meet you and we would sit comfortably across from one another after getting unpacked. I knew that sometime that night I was going to end up naked — strapped down to a piece of furniture – or naked kneeling at your feet – serving as your pleasure slave. Instead of me being nervous about meeting you — and seeing you sit across from me — you decide to call the telephone number at the house. Telling me that you are 20 minutes away — and that I am to unlock the front door, strip down completely and put a strap around my cock and balls. I was also ordered to put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles but not to lock them together. You could hear my hesitation and when I slightly objected on the phone — you told me that the last thing I was to do was kneel down somewhere in the family room — and put on the blindfold — and wait for you to arrive.

I ask if I should put on the collar – around my neck — but you say NO — keep it nearby where you can lock it on me. I will have to beg my Master to collar me.

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Shaking with nervous anticipation – I strip off my clothes — attach the cuffs and cock/ball strap and then kneel on the rug in front of the recliner chairs. I put on the blindfold — and begin to wait. My skin is cold – but yet sweat is starting to run down from my arms — it must be nervous fear.

I hear the door open — I hear you enter. I listen closely to see if I hear more than one person enter. Lucky for me – no one else has been invited by you! You walk to me calling me your pet – and commenting on the size of my body. You tell me that I will have to go to the car and get your bag later on tonight – but you brought a goodie bag in with you right now — it contains some toys you wanted to use immediately on me. Ordering me to stand and turn slowly around for you — I obey. You observe my naked body while I am unable to see you. I grin thinking of how funny I must appear in your presence. Slapping my ass, you tell me to wipe the smirk off my face, I am here to serve you. I realize that you are serious and try to act more like a slave.

Toying with my clit — you comment how it is thicker than you had anticipated, but still smaller than your cock. My clit starts to harden. Noticing your affect on me, you point out that you didn’t give me permission to get hard – and I that if I know what is good for me — I will get it soft quickly. (Of course, as a slave – if I was soft – you would be giving me heck for not being hard in your presence – even if I can’t actually see you) My mind is filled with dread, but the erotic adventure is beginning and there is no turning back now. I can’t get soft — not with the blood trapped in my clit with the strap encircling it —- You know this — but slap my clit anyway. Not hard slaps, just enough to let me know that you are boss.

You tell me that it is better this way — you can see me — play with me — and I haven’t been allowed to view you. Telling me that you have a big cock in your pants — you ask me what I want to do about it.

I reply “See it”

You object – saying that at this time — I am here to serve you, not please myself with a view of your body.

Commanding me to kneel again – you say that you are going to check out this vacation house.

Instinctively, I scratch at my balls, and try to adjust the tension I feel in my clit. Spotting this, you object telling me “Just to keep my hands from playing with your clit – you are going to have to have your hands locked behind your back.” It takes only a second for you to see the clasp – and in seconds — the cuffs are secure, and my wrists are neatly locked behind my back.

I wait impatiently while you look around. My mind is a flutter of activity – wondering what you will find in the house – to use on me. Wondering if I will really suck your cock when you tell me to? Wondering what you look like and how big you really are compared to me.

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You return — I hear you sit in front me. You say “I am satisfied that this place is secluded as you said — and I have removed my pants. Now come and please me girl!”

I scoot over to your voice — bumping into your foot and trying to figure out what I need to do.

Telling me to Call you Master – beg to be collared – and plead for your permission to allow my mouth to please you. I quickly obey. “Master — please collar me. Make me your girl. Turn me in to a slut for your pleasure. Please show me how you want to be sucked off.”

The collar wraps around my throat — I feel you slip your hand under it – just to feel how tight you made it — “You have made yourself naked before a REAL man. You have called yourself a girl. You have begged to be my slut. And you have asked me to show you just how I want you to suck me off this time — and every other time while we are together. Now — I believe that most slaves are required to kiss and lick a Master’s feet. Clean mine! Show me just how good you can suck my toes – and maybe I will let you suck on something much bigger!”

Bending over — my face finds your foot — and I begin to lick and suck it. You comment how humiliating I look to you. You inform me that I am a weakling, and submissive girl. My poor untouched dick ‘clit’ — jumps with the excitement of actually being a slave to a Man.

When you tire of this – you spread your legs – and tell me to come lick your balls.

I follow your leg till I can’t go any further — and then extend my tongue — and lick and touch your ball sack. My face brushes against your thick cock, and I wonder to myself – just how big you are? You tell me that you are not going to slap my face with your cock — not while I am wearing a blindfold. But I am to now start to lick your thick shaft. Slowly I feel your cock start to stand up. I try to gauge the thickness — but I don’t have to wait too long — Telling me to suck the head of your cock – and twirl my tongue — you feed me your cock.

I imagine something that is 9 inches long and 3 1/2 inches thick (radius) since my eyes are not able to comprehend the real size. I can’t take more than 4 or 5 inches deep and I know that there is still more shaft eager to be lodged in my throat. I gag — I choke a little – but I keep trying to please you. You can sense that I want to be a good helpless slave. Moments later — you fill my throat and mouth with your thick semen. I swallow some — choke and spit out some — it is my first time. I am shaking. I am nervous. But I did it — I sucked off a Master. I sucked off you – my new Master. I sucked a cock — a Mans cock – and yet I have not seen you. You taunt me — telling me how to swish my tongue around your sensitive cockhead nerve endings. I nervously try to obey. You tell me to take your cock out and thank you for sharing your load with me.

I can’t speak without spitting or swallowing — I seem to do a bit of both “MASTER — I have given myself to you. I have sucked my first cock. I think I swallowed some of it Thank you Master — I’m thrilled to finally do what I have written about for so long.”

Then — you whip off my blindfold — telling me that I have made a mess. I must lick your cock and balls clean, slurping up the cum that has still spilled from your cock slit.

This is harder. I know that I have sucked you — you know that I have sucked you — but to be looking at your wet cock — only inches from my face — it looks so very big. It is throbbing even though it just erupted. I look into your face, and see the smile on it — I see the sparkle in your eyes. As I lean in to comply, you tell me that it was a first for you too. Although you have had lots of blowjobs in your life — you never had a slave suck it. Much less a guy – who submissively adores your cock like a young teenage girl. I clean it up — it tastes salty and warm. But I convince my mind that as a slave I shouldn’t have a say in what I am doing.

Then you point to the floor — where I originally lost some — How humiliating it feels to have you sit with your blood filled cock lumbering to one side of your leg while I lean over and smear the cum on my tongue, and obediently clean it all up.

You command me to now stand up. I roll around until I can get my legs under me – and able to lift my naked body to your command. Sitting at eye level with my clit – you order me to tell you how I compare to yours. “I admit that my clit is smaller – more insignificant than your thick powerful cock.” You play with my hard clit — bouncing it off your hand in rapid movements from under the shaft. It hardens more, but I feel the pressure of quick fingertip slaps. Telling me to not worry — this is nothing compared to what I will feel when you slap it with your ruler. You keep bouncing the clit and basically ‘beating off’ till my knees are buckling. You continue to make sure that I am submissive — and declaring that you are powerful. You want to associate my cum with your light spanking. You know that getting my mind to accept you as Master is most of the battle. Reminding me that this clit is not my own – and that I am forbidden to touch it without your permission — you will cause it to squirt – when YOU feel like it — if I cum without your permission – I will surely be punished.

Over and over you tell me not to cum – but keep tantalizing my clit – making it obey YOU – and not me. Your smile spreads across your face as you watch me trying to keep from squirting my load out my tiny clit. You realize just how much power you have over your slave – treating me this way. You keep teasing me until my concentration is destroyed. I abandon the idea of holding back until I shudder — groan —- and lose my load.

It doesn’t squirt on you or your hand – but it does land all over the floor.

“Clean it up now – Susan!” You order.

I remember that you were going to give me a girl’s name – it was going to be “Susan”. I sink back to my knees — I am encouraged to obey – and crawl on the floor and slurp up my girl juice.

Even though you know the answer — You still ask “Susan — did you obey me? Did you please me by not coming when I told you to?”

I mumble “No sir.”

“That is No Master — Susan did not obey. Susan squirted her little girl cum – and now has to lick it clean.” You order me to repeat.

I repeat pretty much what you said —- “No Master – Susan did not obey. Susan squirted her girl cum and has obediently licked it all up”

You ask if I should be punished for disobeying you — only two hours after you have arrived. I meekly agree.

“I am going to spank your butt — till it is red. But I need my bag from my car”. Putting your car keys in my bound hands – you order me to fetch your bags, and bring them to the downstairs bedroom. I look at you quizzically – wondering if you should unsnap my cuffs so my hands are not locked behind me. Sensing my questioned look, you tell me – “Go! – Be glad I don’t make you crawl on your knees and fetch it with your mouth like a real pet.”

Knowing I am totally exposed (but it dark by now) I walk outside on the deck, past the outdoor hot tub – to the driveway. The motion detector outside spotlights illuminate when there is any movement – thus light up my naked body. I click the car door lock, and find one bag. Holding it behind me I come back to the front door — which is now closed. I have to struggle with it – and then bring the bag to your Master bedroom. Dropping it beside the bed, I return to the car to fetch the other bag. This time when I get back to the bedroom – I am ordered to lie across all the pillows that you have placed in the middle of the bed.

My ass is arched in the air. I try to clench my ass cheeks — but the angle has distinctively cut down my ability to tighten up my skin and protect myself.

I hear you get out a wooden ruler. Holding it to my lips you order “Kiss it! Now beg me to teach you to be more submissive and obedient.”

I do

The first of many spanks slap against my upturned ass. My hands try to cover it a bit — but you threaten “If you cover your ass, I will hit you here!” punctuating your point by smacking the inside of my left thigh.

As you spank my ass you witness that I still have some ability to tighten my ass cheeks. I am instructed to get up so you can place even more pillows under me — giving a nice bend to my waist –and keeping my ass cheeks nice and bouncy for your amusement. It is impossible for me to flex my cheeks now and the ruler can effectively tame me. My clit hangs out from behind the stack of pillows – and you stroke it from time to time to encourage me to enjoy my punishment as much as dread it for the future. For the next 15 minutes, I count each hit, and thank you for spanking me – and plead to be more obedient. It doesn’t hurt as much as it enforces my submissive side and your dominant side.

It is amazing how submissive a girl can feel when she is being asked to count the hits, thank the master for the hit, and beg to obey in the future.

You flip me over and start playing with my clit again — I worry that you will tell me not to cum — but instead – you do the opposite. You command me to shoot off — Again, explaining how this clit is not mine — but it belongs to you. Since it is yours — it must learn to OBEY only you. I can feel my warm ass as I sit on the bed remembering what it feels like to disobey you. I watch as if in a dream — while you stroke and play with my clit. I see my new Master – who is a man my size, but unlike my submissive posture – his dominant actions really shows that he has taken over possession of my body. To my surprise – I see his cock getting hard — growing nearly twice the size of my helpless clit. I don’t feel like a man. I feel like a TOY. I erupt. I cum into the palm of his hand. I think it is odd that Master would trap it like that — but you examine the amount I spend — and tell me how pathetic it is. “Lick it clean Susan!”

I do — I feel so cheap – used. But this is how a slave feels I try to tell myself.

Reminding me in words and by stroking your hard thick shaft you explain that you have gotten hard from making my body obey you. I am ordered to start licking and sucking your thick cock again. Of course, this time — I can see everything I am doing – so it is entirely different.

I slurp along the shaft — I lick and nibble at the big mushroom shaped head. I basically turn myself into a cock sucking slut for the amusement and pleasure of a Dominant Master. Your big balls release another few shots of cum in the back of my stretched mouth.

Later that night — when we are tired and my clit and your fabulous cock are both worn out — I am given permission to use the bathroom before bed. Returning before you – I feel like a little boy – or worse – yes, a young girl who has been used by a man for the first time. I am hesitant, wide eyed, and yet extremely obedient to you. You announce that I need to lie face up in the bed with the nice warm blanket covering my naked flesh. Then locking my wrists to the headboard you depart to sleep in your Master bedroom downstairs leaving me to slowly drift off to erotic dreamland.

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End of part 1

This was my first attempt at a mostly all male story.

Feel free to cast your vote — If it caused your dick to rise, or pussy to tingle vote a 5!! But for those of you who do not like this fictional work – I ask you —- If you know the title, and the section it represents and you don’t like this type of sex – Why are you here reading it – or giving it poor reviews?

In part two – the Master continues to put the pet in his place – but finds that having a real woman present is most gratifying (for them both).

Horny Twink Strokes

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The day was completely uneventful. Two weeks after college graduation with nothing to show for it. No job, no money, no life, no nothing. I should be working my ass off trying to get my head in the door of some graphics firm, but instead I’m spending all day enthralled with internet video clips and gay sex blogs. I guess I have to be completely truthful, though. I have been doing something on the side. Ever since I first watched a clip from one of those sites where horny straight dudes get paid to let other guys suck and jerk them off, I’ve been trying to follow in their footsteps. Actually, it’s been working out for me, too! Last week, I successfully bagged my first trade guy.

I went onto a hookup chatroom and started a stakeout. First guy that posted when I logged in said:

32 Y.O. MILITARY JOCK 8×6 CUT FOR HOT WET PUSSY IM ME

“Bingo!” I thought as I quickly sent a message to him. Unfortunately, he wasn’t interested when I suggested that I wanted to suck him; so I went back to the main room. About an hour later and some random chat with other girls and guys in the room, another dude spoke up.

MAN, I’M LOOKING FOR SOME CHICK TO GET MY COCK NICE AND WET…ANY TAKERS?

Instead of messaging him this time, I posted after him:

21 Y.O. BI DUDE LOOKING FOR SOME NSA ACTION WITH A STR8 JOCK

To my shock, he messaged me right away with his stats: 5′ 8″ brn/blue 170 thick, muscled physique, 7″ with a thick base and big low hanging balls. I was definitely in, but was a little scared that it might turn into a hate crime. Throwing my inhibitions away, I continued to chat. We traded info like names (his name’s Allen) and small talk. He kept telling me that he really wanted a chick, but he was just too horny to wait for one to come along. Originally, Allen suggested just some j/o action, but I wanted more. When I said I wanted a cock to suck, he denied me and it took a while to break him down, but eventually his hardon took over his decision making and he decided to come over.

He only lived about twenty minutes away from me, but it took him over two hours to call me back and say he was on his way. I figured it was either nerves, or he was getting drunk…or both. At roughly 11pm, I heard a knock on my door. There he was, as hot as I imagined him. It was cold, so he was wearing a light grey hoody with some basketball shorts and sneakers. I didn’t know how old he was, but when he walked in, I could tell he was possibly mid 20’s to 30. He didn’t say much, but he smelled like beer so I knew this would be an interesting night. “So, uh, where do you wanna do this? In the living room or…” I told him that I needed to get my bedroom ready, so I gave him some water and ran back in my room to set up the camera carefully hidden in my closet. When I called him back, he was already rubbing his dick through his shorts.

Allen sat down on my bed and looked around nervously. “What’s the matter?” I asked. He shrugged and muttered something under his breath that I didn’t really hear. Removing his hoody, Allen revealed his muscular body. His chest was packaged nicely in a green tank top that stretched over his jutted out nipples. He rubbed himself softly as we stared at each other’s bodies. I stood there for a while, taking in his whole physique, hoping that the camera was catching everything that I was seeing. He had thick boulder-like shoulders that made him look really top heavy, yet tasty nonetheless. I must have been taking my sweet time because he croaked up in his deep voice, “I’m really horny, bro…you got some porn or somethin’ I can watch?” Little did he know he was becoming part of my own porn experiment. I grabbed my tv remote and clicked the screen on. The movie I picked was some gangbang flick where a white schoolgirl was getting banged by six black dudes in a bathroom. Allen responded positively to the video, moaning lightly as the scene instantly drew him in. Watching his face, he was ready to let me go to work on him.

I crouched down between his legs and started to rub his dick that was draped across his thigh under the mesh shorts. It was already leaking which led me to believe that I didn’t really need to put the movie on to get him off. Slipping my hand underneath the leg of his shorts, I caressed his hairy leg; he flexed it a little and looked down at me with a smirk. “I’m a personal trainer…I like to keep my body in shape.” He started hitting poses while I moved into a muscle worship mode. Allen flexed his biceps, triceps, shoulder and chest as my hands roamed all over his body. His cock was aching to be released from his shorts, pullling them up like a man-sized tent. He rubbed his free hand across my cheek and grazed my lips, wetting his thumb with my saliva. I think that was his straight guy way of telling me that he liked what I was doing and was ready to get down to business.

I crouched back down, sliding his shorts down to the floor to reveal Allen’s beauty below the waist. His dick was more than thick, it was almost trunk like. The veins were light but definitive and I couldn’t close my fist around the base of it without squeezing some; which flipped my dick hard like a light switch.

I took in my first taste of his manhood, it was salty with his precum, and I dove down to taste the whole thick thing. I imagined what the camera was picking up; my head bobbing up and down on Allen’s swollen piece. His moaning becoming louder and more frequent with each suck and swallow. I imagined people logging on to see the way I choke down this straight guy’s bone and get him excited to no end. Needless to say, the more I fantasized, the better I was making Allen feel. Allen’s attention was “sucked” away from the screen and onto my oral treatment. “Whaa…holy shit, bro! Slow down. You’re driving me crazy!” Allen breathlessly muttered. His dick had gone from thick to steel in about three deepthroat passes. I love the way he was responding to my skills; Allen’s body would shudder everytime I’d get his cock almost fully down my gullet. When I’d pull off for air, his dick would spasm like a fish out of water. I don’t know how long I had been going for, but Allen’s grip on his emotions was slipping the longer I spent pleasing his cock:

“Uunngghh…oh my fuck you suck good! I-I-I…ooohhh fffuuuccck!! I’m gonna feed you my load now, mmm please swallow my jizz, bro!”

With that satisfying announcement, I stuffed his dick in my throat and let squirt his load into me. My mouth was quickly filled to capacity with his salty cum. It tasted like Corona, lime and celery, but I caught every tasty drop.

We were both spent; I had shot my load onto the side of my bed almost simultaneously with Allen. After we’d recovered he gave me praises for the feat I’d accomplished. “Micky, that was a fuckin’ thirteen out of ten, bro! I’ve never gotten off that good with any chick. That doesn’t make me gay, does it?” I assured him that just because it happened didn’t mean anything and he could still keep his straight card. I was also keeping something of his. As soon as he left, I ran to my closet and popped out the dvd with my first escapade on it.

I held onto his cum until he left; then sat down on my bed and pounded my cock while slowly swallowing his load, replaying the moment on my tv. The whole experience was a supreme rush because the whole time I was hoping that nothing would happen to make Allen suspect that it was being taped. Since I got away with it, I immediately went to planning my next score. Maybe with the next one, I’ll move the camera to a different spot…even closer than before.

Allen gave me a call the next day to see when I was free again and if he could bring a friend. I assured him the more friends he brought, the better the fun. The more guys I can successfully get off, the more footage I’ll have to share.

Mature & Twink Sex

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I had been to the bookstore many times and had a lot of fun going there. I knew I would continue to go there but since I had moved to Jackson it was less frequent. I also knew that I was wanting a little bit more out of this side of my life. I wanted to try to meet someone to hook up with occasionally. I wasn’t quite sure how to do this, but I knew if there was a way, it would have to be on the Internet. I started searching the Internet and looking for ways to meet men. I found a couple of dating sites specifically geared towards gays and or alternative lifestyles. I created my free accounts and started browsing through the listings. After a few weeks I still had no interested people. That’s when I stumbled upon Yahoo chat.

I’d heard of Yahoo chat of course, but had never tried it. I found a reference to a Yahoo chat room for gay men. I decided to try it and downloaded Yahoo chat. After installing it and choosing a screen name I immediately logged into the gay chat room. I chatted in the general gay chat room for little while with no luck. Then I realized that you could create your own room. I found a listing of private rooms and started looking. I found a room entitled ” Mississppi gay men”. I entered, and realized there were several hundred people chatting in this room. Jackpot!

I sat back and watched the chat progress for a period of time before I tried typing anything in the room. I was still very nervous even though I knew no one knew who I was. I started out by saying hello to everyone. I had never been in chat before and I wasn’t sure what I should say. As I watched the chat scroll by I noticed that some people would just type in a city name. I realized that this was to see if there was anyone in the room from that area. I decided to go ahead and type Jackson.

At first no one answered. I waited about 10 minutes, typed Jackson again, and waited again. After about the third time with no one answering I was getting frustrated. I decided to just let the chat program run and listen in on the conversations. I did this for several days before I felt comfortable enough to join the actual chat. But once I did join the chat I realized that most of the people in the room were very nice. They all accepted me as a member of the room and included me in all the conversations. I was really beginning to enjoy myself.

After several weeks I realized that I could fill out a profile and even attach pictured if I wanted to. I filled out the personal profile but did not feel comfortable posting a picture. I started to browse through the profiles of everyone in the room. I found several people whose profile sparked my interest. I decided to try to chat them up. The first couple I tried to chat with never responded when I sent my IM. But eventually I did get a response from one person. We chatted for about 20 minutes and added each other to our buddy list.

After a few weeks of running into my friend in the chat room on a daily basis I decided to be bold and ask him if he ever met someone from the chat room. He said that he had never done that but had wanted to on a couple of occasions. I knew from reading his profile that he was pretty much a top and that fit in with what I was looking for. I decided to be even bolder and asked him straight up if he would consider meeting me. He said he thought he would but we lived so far apart. He knew I lived in the Jackson area and he told me that he lived near Oxford. It was a couple hour drive between the two.

I told not to worry about the distance because I often traveled to the northern part of the state. When I traveled up their I would usually stay overnight in a hotel. If he really wanted to meet with me the next time I went up north I would make sure I got a hotel room near his town. He agreed and asked when the next time I would be up in his area would be. I told him I could make the arrangements for a trip in as little as a week or for whenever he was available.

We decided that I would get a hotel room in Batesville in two weeks. I immediately booked a room and let him know what hotel I would be at. He recognized the hotel and he told me that we could meet at the Burger King which was right next door. That way we would be meeting in a public place and if either one of us felt uncomfortable we could call it off at that point. I agreed with that plan and was really excited about meeting him.

Over the next two weeks we chatted almost daily and always ended our chat talking about how much we could not wait to get together. I was constantly in the state of arousal just thinking about having a man in a hotel room all to myself. I spent those two weeks getting what I felt I needed to take with me. I purchased an enema bag, a box of condoms and a bottle of lube.

On the day we were supposed to meet I left early and drove to Batesville. I arrived in Batesville at about 12:30 PM. I got a quick lunch and checked into the hotel at 1:15 PM. As soon as I got to the room I went into the bathroom and started to prepare. I gave myself a very thorough enema and took a shower. Jack was set to arrive at about 3:30 PM. By 2:30 PM I was sitting on the hotel bed in my shorts and a tee shirt watching TV. It seemed that every 5 minutes I would look at the clock and thought time was moving awfully slow.

At 3:25 PM I left my room and walked downstairs. I left the building and crossed the parking lot towards the Burger King. When I walked in there was only one person at a table. It was a rather nice looking man about my age. I looked at him and he gave a small smile. I walked over and asked if his name was Jack and he said you must be Ken. I told him that yes my name was Ken and it was nice to finally meet him face to face. I sat down opposite him at the table. We talked for a couple of minutes and he finally asked if we were going to go up to my room. I said sure so we got up and walked out the door. He followed me across the parking lot and into the hotel. As we crossed through the lobby it felt like everyone in the hotel was watching us. I was nervous and excited both at the same time again.

When we got to the room he followed me in. As soon as the door closed Jack reached over placed his hand behind my neck and pulled me close for a kiss. I had never even thought about kissing a man. He really didn’t give me a choice and before I even realized it his tongue was in my mouth and mine was in his. I could not believe that I was standing in a hotel room kissing a man. I was shocked but not repulsed. I could feel the stubble on his face rubbing against mine. It was different than kissing my wife and I can honestly say it was very erotic too. I was enjoying it and it was also turning me on greatly.

We broke the kiss and he apologized for being so forward. I told him that was OK because I was so nervous and sort of liked the fact that he was taking charge. He said OK and then preceded to tell me to get undressed. As I pulled my shirt off over my head I saw him doing the same thing across the room. By the time I was down to just underwear he was already completely nude watching me finish getting undressed. I was nervous but my cock was already as hard as rock. As I pulled my underwear down he gave a quiet wolf whistle. I know I must’ve blushed as red as a valentine heart.

Once I was naked he told me to get on the bed. I did as he told me and he climbed on next to me. He leaned in and kissed me once more and as he did that he reached down and took hold of my cock. I moaned into his mouth I reached down and took his in my hand as well. We laid on the bed kissing and stroking each other’s cocks for several minutes. The longer we kissed the more bold I became. I was stroking his cock one hand and running my other hand up and down his chest.

We broke the kiss off and he immediately repositioned himself so his cock was at my head level. I didn’t need to be told what he wanted. After all it was what I wanted to. I reached out and took his cock in my hand and pointed it towards my face. I leaned down and stuck out my tongue and ran it across the head of his cock. As I did this he moaned. I could taste the slight saltyness of his precum. I licked up and down his cock allowing my saliva to make it nice and wet and slippery. After a few minutes of this I raised my head over his cock and in one swift motion took his entire cock into my mouth. When his cock it the back of my throat I just kept going. I allowed his cock head to enter my throat so that I could take the entire thing in my mouth. He moaned loudly and put his hand on the back of my head. He applied a slight pressure forcing me to keep his cock lodged in my throat.

After a few seconds he released his grip on the back of my head and I happily started to bob up and down on his cock. I had almost forgotten what I was really there for and was trying in earnest to get him to shoot his load in my mouth. I would raise my head completely off his cock and then engulfed his entire cock in one stroke allowing his head to plunge deep into my throat. It felt great to finally be sucking a cock without a wall in between me and the owner. I was finally free to suck as hard and deep as I felt I wanted to.

As I was sucking Jacks cock I was caressing his balls with one hand.He had lightly hairy balls. I prefer shaved but his were nice size and not real hairy. I released his cock from my mouth and lowered my head to his balls. I licked his balls and let my spit cover them. As I licked Jacks balls, I was still stroking his cock with on hand. My other hand was slowly stroking my own cock. I was close to cumming all over my hand but I did not want to cum yet. I released my own cock from my grip and tried to will myself to calm down.

I licked back up the shaft of Jack’s cock and slowly used my tongue to swirl around head of his cock. As I continued to stroke his cock in my hand I leaned back and looked at it. His cock was gorgeous. His cock was about 7 1/2 to 8 inches long and my fingers didn’t quite touch when I put my hand around it. The head was slightly larger than the shaft and it was a deep red color. Again I leaned in close and this time I started by licking the tip of his cock and slowly circling my tongue around the head. As my tongue circled around the head I lowered my head taking his cock into my mouth at as slow a pace as I could go.

As I slowly engulfed Jacks cock in my mouth, he was moaning the entire time. It felt so good to have a cock sliding through my lips into my hot wet mouth. I couldn’t remember a time when I had ever been this turned on. I really enjoyed sucking jacks cock but what I really wanted was to feel it sliding in and out of my ass. I bobbed my head up and down for a few more minutes and then decided to take charge. I released his cock from my mouth, looked him in the eyes, and told him it was time for him to fuck my ass.

Jack looked down and smiled, gave a small chuckle, and said he couldn’t wait to feel my tight ass wrapped around his cock. I got out of the bed and walked over to my duffel bag and pulled out a box of condoms and a bottle of lube. I tossed the condoms to jack and he laughed and said ‘how many times do you plan for me to fuck you?’I laughed back and said as many times as you can.

I watched as jack opened the box of condoms pulled one out and opened it. He placed the condom on head of his cock and rolled down the shaft. The entire time he was watching me and I could almost feel my cock get harder. I climbed back onto the bed and handed him the bottle of lube. He asked me what position I preferred. I told him the only time I had been fucked I was standing up bent over with a man behind me. I told him that whenever position he wanted was fine with me.

Jack told me to get on my hands and knees on the bed. As I moved to get on my hands and knees I watched him pour lube over his condom covered cock. I felt the bed shift as he moved behind me and then I felt the cold liquid being poured across my ass. Jack used a finger to rub lube into my ass. I felt him insert a finger and I moaned. He moved the finger around and in and out several times before he pulled it out. It was only a second later that he shoved two fingers in my ass. It felt good to have his fingers in my ass and I knew he could tell I was excited.

He asked me if I was ready and I moaned yes. Jack removed his fingers from my ass and I felt the bed shift again as he moved closer. I felt his cock rub against my ass hole and I instinctively pushed back. He moved his cock as if he was teasing me. He could tell I wanted his cock in my ass but he wasn’t ready to do that yet. He continued to tease me by rubbing his cock up and down the crack of my ass. Every couple swipes he would rub the head of his cock against my hole. I was going out of my mind. All I could think about was having that cock in my ass.

Jack told me to tell them what I wanted. I looked over my shoulder and look square in his eyes and told him to put his cock in my ass and fuck me. Jack needed no further encouragement. I felt the head of his cock on my ass again and this time he didn’t move when I pushed back. I felt the head of his cock opening my ass. Jack didn’t move, but let me push back driving is cock further into my ass. I didn’t stop pushing until I felt my ass bottom out on his cock. Never had I been this full. I could feel the head of his cock deeper in my ass than any other cock had ever been.

When Jacks cock was fully in me he reached down and grabbed my hips and kept me from moving. He stayed still allowing his cock to be fully in me without moving for several minutes. He was moaning telling me how hot and tight my ass was. I looked back at jack and his head was tilted back and his eyes were closed in extasy. I too was in extasy.

After couple of minutes jack started to move slowly in and out of my ass. He started with short strokes just moving an inch or two. It felt so good to finally have a cock in my ass without a wall between me and it’s owner. Jack was free to pound me as hard as he wanted with no obstructions to get in the way. Jacks cock was rubbing up against my prostate and my cock was leaking a constant supply of precum. Jacks strokes began to get longer and after about 10 minutes he was almost pulling the entire cock out before plunging all the way back in. Being fucked never felt this good before.

As jack pounded his cock in my ass I was moaning and begging him to fuck me longer and harder. Jack began pulling his cock all the way out and plunging in all the way back in in one stroke over and over. Each time he pulled out my ass made a popping noise and each time he plunged back in my excitement grew and grew. I begged him to keep fucking me as hard as he could. Jack started pounding me harder and harder. The room was filled with the sound of jack pounding me our skin smacking against each other and both of us moaning.

Jack continued pounding me for about 15 minutes before he told me he was going to cum. I told him I wanted him to come on my face. Jack pulled out and as he removed the condom I turned as fast as possible and lay on my back. Jack leaned over me and stroked his cock and within seconds his cum was shooting all over my face and in my mouth. As jack shot his load all over my face I was stroking my own cock and before he was finished cumming I was shooting my load all over my chest. I couldn’t believe how much cum he shot all over me. It was hot and wet and I could feel it running all over my face through my hair and down my neck.

Jacks cum was all over my face and in my mouth and tasted wonderful. I couldn’t wait for the next time he could shoot so that I could take it directly in my mouth. When jack was finished cumming he used the end of his cock to rub his cum all over my face. He pressed the end of his cock on my lips and I immediately opened my mouth. He pushed his cock past my lips into my mouth and I could taste his cum all over the head of his cock. I used my tongue to clean his cock and swallowed as much of his cum as I could. I couldn’t get enough.

After a minute or two of me sucking his cock he pulled his cock from my mouth and collapsed next to me. I continued to rub my cum and his cum into my skin. I could never remember cumming this much and it felt so good to have a huge amount of cum all over me. We were both exhausted and breathing heavy and I thought we were going to both pass out. After a few minutes of laying there relaxing, and still rubbing cumming to my skin, Jack sat up and said that he had to leave soon. I told him I understood and thanked him for the wonderful fuck. Jack said he looked forward to doing it again sometime soon.

As jack and I got dressed I kept staring at his crotch. I couldn’t believe that I had just sucked and been fucked by this man. Jack noticed me staring and smiled as he chuckled. When we were both fully dressed we walked towards the door. At the door jack turned around kissed me and pushed me to my knees. I did not resist.

Jack opened his zipper and pulled out his semi hard cock. I immediately engulfed his cock in my mouth and started bobbing up and down on it. I had only been sucking for about 2 minutes when he pulled his cock out of my mouth shoved it back in his pants opened the door and as he walked out said ‘you can finish that next time we meet’. As the door closed I immediately began to plan for my next trip.

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I started off doing some shopping. I was planning on doing some light cooking, and the menu included was mostly middle eastern food. I needed a spice, sumac, that is fairly hard to find unless you go to a market that specializes in middle eastern cuisine. I new a place that had Arabic writing on the sign in front of it, so I figured I’d give it a shot.

The bells on the door rang loud as I walked in. There was no air conditioning, and the sweet and spicy scent of cumin and other exotic spices filled the air. Out of the back room, a large man with maybe 5 days worth of stubble walked slowly to the front counter. He was sweating, fat and looked as though bathing wasn’t a high priority.

“What is it you want?” he said to me on a condescending manner. His accent was as heavy as his large gut hanging over belt.

“I’m looking for a spice, sumac. Do you have any?” I said, trying to make the conversation as short as possible so I could get the hell out of there.

“Why, what do you want it for?” he said, almost acting like he was doing me a favor by getting it.

“Well, I want to make a fatoosh salad, and I need it for the dressing,” I said bluntly, again trying to move on.

“Go to the back room, all the spices are back there,” he said, looking at me up and down.

“Back here?” I said, pointing to the red door in the back of the store.

“Yes my friend, go through there, Jalad is back there and he will help you.”

I walked through the door, and little did I know that I would be in the back room for the rest of the night. As I walked through, I saw a young man filling spice jars out of large sacks. He was absolutely gorgeous! Black hair, clean shaved, and the body of a god.

“What do you need?” he said to me standing up to greet me.

“Sumac please,” looking at him, but trying to not show any interest.

“Come here, get a bag and take what you need,” he said to me.

I walked over and scooped in one, then two cups of sumac into a plastic bag, then I heard the door open. It was the fat man.

“I’ve closed the store so we won’t be bothered,” he said bluntly to Jaled.

Now, I started to get nervous, but before I could protest, they each had one of my wrists, and were tying them behind my back.

“Now there my little bitch, you knew to come to this store for cock, not sumac, right?” Jaled said to me, looking menacing.

“I don’t know what your talking about….please, don’t hurt me,” I said, beginning to panic. They could kill me and nobody would ever know.

“Hurt you? You are going to provide us with hours of pleasure boy!” the fat man said laughing.

Jaled was undressing, and what he pulled out of his pants was impressive. A large cock cock with a purple head and a thick veined shaft. They forced me to my knees and Jaled cock appeared in front of my face. “Now, take me in your mouth,” he said as though I didn’t know what to do.

I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out to reach the tip of his head. He wasn’t into the teasing, and grabbed the sides of my head and forced his cock over my tongue and to the back of my mouth.

“Ughhh you bitch, take it all cunt,” he muttered as his cock stretched my mouth open and slid in and out of my mouth, threatening to penetrate my throat.

His cock finally slid down my throat, making me gag, but he continued his frantic pace and I could feel his cock begin to swell.

“That’s so good bitch, take it all, ugh, ugh, ugh,” he yelled as he came down my throat. There was so much cum that it started running down my chin.

When he finally pulled out, I was dizzy from the frantic pace of Jaled’s cock entering my mouth and all of the cum I just swallowed. The fat man appeared, and now he was ready to take his turn. I was stunned at what I was seeing. The fat man, as greasy and nasty as he was, had the largest cock I had ever seen. 9 inches long and as fat as a coke can.

Jaled cut off my shorts with a pair of scissors and untied my hands. He pushed me on all fours and spread open my cheeks. My ass would not be spared this evening. The fat man pushed his massive cock up to my lips and I knew what I had to do.

“That’s right,” the fat man said, ” suck on this boy.”

I licked the head stretching my lips over his massive erection. I felt Jaled playing with my ass, slipping his tongue in and around my hole. It felt so good, I let out a groan.

“The bitch like it after all,” the fat man laughed, shoving more of his monster shaft into my mouth.

One finger, then two penetrated my ass, but nothing would prepare me for the fat mans cock. Suddenly the fat man pulled out of my mouth and laid on his back. Jaled stood me up and I was straddling the fat mans cock. The fat man grabbed my hips and pulled me down so that his fat cock was at the entrance of my soon to be stretched out ass.

“Sit on it bitch….now!” Jaled said as he forced me down.

The head of his cock tore into my ass in a way that I had never felt before. The pain was so intense, but I knew that the please that would soon follow would make up for it.

“Ugh yes you have tight ass boy” the fat man said as the head of his cock penetrated my ass.

“Fuck, it hurts” I said as the waves of pain flowed over me.

They both laughed and forced me down further on his cock. I lifted up, and they forced me down further. A rhythm started, and soon they didn’t have to force me down. I moved up and down, the pain become more like pleasure on every stroke. When he hit my prostate, my cock was soft, but pre-cum was flowing and soon I was moaning like the whore they knew I’d be.

Now, the fat man pushed me forward and bent me over on all fours. He penetrated my ass like this, and it was like I was being split in two. Harder, faster, and harder yet. I knew his balls would soon explode just by the pace, and I wasn’t disappointed.

“Ughhhh Ugghhhh yesss my bitch……mmmmmm!!!!” he groaned as he filled my ass with his cum.

At that moment, I came just from the feeling of being filled with cum, and I didn’t even touch my cock!

The fat man rolled off of me and Jaled handed me a pair of shorts and a bag of sumac.

“Please come again,” Jaled said, just like nothing happened.

I have to do more shopping!

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Military School 2nd Year

The summer break was about 2 ½ months. I had about two weeks left and found myself in a serious condition. The encounter with Bill and Bo weighed heavily on my mind. I would go from shear horror to new heights of arousal. I had never planned on sucking a cock. To be truthful I had not even seen any hardcore porn movies like Bills before that night. You can imagine what any 19 year old boy would be thinking if he was forced to do the things I had done in recent days. The thought would appear in my mind at anytime of the day and I was surprised that more often than not I would get a hard cock almost immediately. I could remember the taste and smell of the cum. I realized it was not an unpleasant thing to me……just a surprise I guess.

I didn’t go into the magazine shop for several days after the incident. I was afraid of how Bill would treat me after the things I had done for him and to him. I also didn’t want to run into Bo. He was always the aggressive one and I had made a promise to him to get home that night. The promise was for me to come back and be their sex slave when ever they wanted. I was a normal uninformed guy that had gotten trapped into participating in the sexual rituals that that two horney men made up as the time passed. In truth I just didn’t care. Sucking cock was an obvious extension of the hand jobs I did with Joe at school. It hardened my cock to fantasize about sucking Joe when I got back to school. I wondered how he would react to any overture I made. I was anxious to find out.

I started to try eating my cum when I jerked off at night. I had never thought of it before and certainly had not tried it. I really had no Gay tendencies. It seemed to turn me off to think of anything like kissing or ass play or anything other than straight cock sucking. Talk about a hypocrite!!!

After about 10 days and summer break approaching an end I got up the nerve to go back to Bill’s shop. When I walked in Bill seemed pissed off. I didn’t know what to do. Finally I got up the nerve to say, “Hey Bill…..how’s it going?” I lied and said, “I’ve been sick so I couldn’t get in until I was strong enough for the hours bus trip.”

“What about your little promise? I guess you aren’t a man of your word so what should I expect…..flowers?” Bill snapped.

I was getting upset that Bill was so irritated. I knew the promise was going to pop up as soon as I saw Bill or Bo. I just sat at the counter and ate a candy bar while Bill complained. I was torn as to staying and seeing how this would play out or just leaving and forgetting the whole thing. Eventually I said, “What the fuck, Bill. You tricked me into that whole thing! What did you expect? I have to go back to school in a few days so let’s not end up being enemies.”

To my horror as I was making my case with Bill I turned to see Bo and another black guy come into the shop! I about shit myself! Bo looked at me and smiled and said, “Hey Rick….where the fuck have ya been? Hope we didn’t rock your world too much the other night. Hell that was just something that got out of hand before any of us knew it. Right Bill?”

Bill huffed and mumbled , “Ya sure.”

Bo came over and sat by me at the counter. I could smell alcohol on his breath and realized he was pretty stoned. Bo put his hand on my knee and said, “Tell me what I can do to make it up to you. Bobby here is a good friend and would sure like getting to know you.”

I was getting nervous , knowing exactly what Bo was thinking. Bill was watching my reaction like a hawk, as he cleaned glasses at the sink. “I ain’t so stupid as I was the last time we were together. I still am not real happy about that. Ya know I could really get you in trouble if I let anyone know what happened.”

I immediately regretted saying that to Bo. He reacted like I set fire to his pants. He leaned close to my face and growled, “If you EVER threaten me again shithead, you will find out what your balls taste like! I’ll cut them off and stuff em in your fat mouth!”

I knew he was really pissed and noticed his buddy approach from behind me. I tried to not show any fear and stood up. I was 4 inches shorter than Bo and obviously no match for him. Before I could say anything Bill came around the counter and stood between me and Bo. “Hey guys…..shit….this doesn’t have to be any big deal. I am sure Rick just popped off like anyone would in a situation like this.”

He turned and gently pushed me back into my seat. Bill was as big to Bo as Bo was to me so Bo backed away some, and muttered, “God Damn it Bill we can’t have any trouble with this shithead. He knew what he was doin’ when he sucked my stiff cock! Shit he was cumming all over the place too!”

Bill sat down and looked at me with puzzled eyes, “That’s pretty true Rick. Can you really sit here and say you didn’t get into the party as much as we did? It wasn’t all that bad was it…..shit, you were as hard as the rest of us……how about it? Can we get by this crap and be friends?”

I knew I had made a mistake and had been fantasying about the event since it happened. I knew I really wanted Bo’s big cock again and started back peddling as fast as I could. “Shit Bo…..forget what I said, I was just a little pissed you weren’t straight with me before things happened.”

During this whole episode I noticed Bo’s buddy staring at me and checking out my body like I was a model or something. To my surprise I noticed he had a large lump forming at his crotch and he continually tried to hide it whenever I looked. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know what this guy was thinking. I was fascinated with how big the lump was, and how it looked like he had a large cucumber in his pants. I guess curiosity was getting hold of my hormone factory, because I started to feel that familiar tingle in my cock. “Tell ya what Bo, if you want me to keep that promise we only have a couple hours. My family will expect me back soon.”

The whole room seemed to change in a second after I said that. I realized they all were hoping I’d break down and admit I was game for their party favors. Bo was stoned enough that he acted like nothing had been said at all. He seemed to snap back in time and talked like he had just come in the door. “Hey Rick….how have ya been? It’s been a long time since we had any fun together. Did I introduce you to Bobby? He sorta likes guys like you……interested in some fun?”

It was weird, Bo seemed to forget he had been there and Bill just winked at me and smiled and shrugged his shoulders, to say, “Who knows??”

I knew I was committed to doing something with these guys and as I started thinking of the things that would probably happen I started to get hard. Bill noticed and just smiled at me. I realized it was starting to show and quickly turned and tried to adjust things. Bo clapped his hands and said, “Well….times a-wastin’ let’s go to Bobby’s place, it’s only a block from here and he is a rich bitch…..wait till ya see this place!” That only spurred my interest even more.

Bill said, “If ya give me a minute I will close the place early. I don’t want to miss this!”

We all got up and waited as Bill shut everything off and put a closed sign up. The mood was electric.

As we approached Bobby’s apartment I could tell he had a big fancy place, It even had a garage attached which was rare in the city. When we entered I could smell incense. The entry way was slate stone and had ornate tables and chairs set up like a waiting area. Bobby said, “I am a dentist and have my office downstairs. I can’t afford a separate place in the city so my house doubles for my work. Everyone go into the den and make yourselves comfortable. There is beer in the fridge and tapes in the TV stand.”

I guessed he was not married by the way the place was setup. It was obviously a guys place with a large TV and very little decoration. The carpets were luxurious and the lighting seductive. He had a small bar in his den with a large black granite counter and several bottles of liquor displayed over a small refrigerator. There was a large stereo along one wall and there were cloths strewn around the room. No self respecting woman would live like this….it was too good!!

I went to the small bar and got a bottle of beer. Bo came over to the bar also and started to mix orange juice with Vodka. I could see he was partially hard with his cock running down the leg of his jeans. Bill yelled, “Hey Rick, how about a beer for me?”

I retrieved another bottle, I opened it and walked it over to Bill. By the time Bo sat down and Bill leaned back on the couch I had finished my first beer and was intent on getting more. I knew I needed the alcohol to calm me down. I was extremely horney but at the same time very apprehensive. I had no idea where this would end up. This was the first time I ever intentionally went somewhere intending on sucking cock, but I knew it sure wouldn’t be the last time either!

By the time I had started feeling my third beer Bobby returned to the room. We all just stared at him in total surprise. Bobby was totally naked and sporting the biggest erection I had ever seen in person! I had only seen cock like this in porn movies. It must have been 10 inches long and curved upward. Bobby was cut and had an almost perfect cock, with heavy veins running down each side and quite a large roundish defined head. He walked to the bar as though he was fully dressed and got a wine cooler from the fridge.

We all could barely take our eyes off him and he knew it. Bobby was an obvious exhibitionist. He walked with his cock swaying back and forth. The pee hole was very pronounced and had a glistening pearl of precum. Bill saw it and broke the awkward silence. “Fuck! Let me at that precum…..first dibs!!”

With that he stood and knelled before Bobby. He took the shaft in two hands and even then there was 4 or 5 inches sticking out. I watched as he pulled the cock into position to be able to lick the head. He slowly licked the underside from the base up and ended by sipping the precum pearl in with a loud sucking noise. “Mmmmmmmmmm God is this sweet.” He started to bob up and down on the exposed portion of Bobbies cock and Bobby held his head in two hands and appeared to fuck Bill’s mouth. The sounds were erotic to me. Squishing and sucking sounds have always turned me on.

Bo leaned over and said, “Now that looks like fun………your not gonna be shy tonight are ya?”

He put his right hand on my knee and started to unbuckle my belt with his left. I was buzzed enough to respond a lot faster than I ever thought I would. I said, “Shit Bo, can we go over to the couch? The fucking thing looks really comfortable…….I….I….really want to suck you tonight. I’m sorry I ever said what I said…..I was just scared and a little embarrassed. Come on………”

As I walked toward the couch Bo followed right behind me and tugged on my jeans even as we walked. I finished unbuttoning my jeans and pulled down my zipper, only to have Bo push them down around my knees. My cock was making a big tent of my boxer shorts and I had a tough time not tripping. Bo rushed around in front of me and sat on the couch as I approached. I stopped only inches away from Bo’s face. The tent in my shorts was only an inch from his mouth. I could not think of a time I was more turned on. I kept glancing at Bill. He was licking Bobby’s balls and stroking that big boner as Bobby backed into a chair. I watched as he reached for Bills obvious hardon bulging in his pants. All this happened in minutes.

Bo placed his hands gently on my ass and very slowly and gently sorta nibbled at the head of my cock through my shorts. I felt him hold my cock and balls at the same time through the leg of my boxers as he continued to suck and nibble me through the material. It felt wonderful. I reached down and pulled my shorts over enough for my cock to pop out thru the opening. Bo licked at the head like a lollypop. My cock bounced up and down as he massaged my balls at the same time. GOD was I hot!!! I whispered to Bo, “Please Bo, suck it….please suck it….suck it…suck it.”

Bo responded by engulfing my cock almost completely. His nose was nestled in my pubic hairs and I could feel the head of my cock press against the back of Bo’s throat. I couldn’t believe it. Bo actually continued to push and I felt my cock actually enter his throat! I had never learned about deep throat before….I could feel my cum starting to boil in my prostrate. I said, “Oh fuck Bo I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop…….God Bo…….honest stop!!” Bo reluctantly slide slowly off my cock and kissed the tip as he looked up at me.

“God Damn it Rick, you have one of the sweetest cocks I have ever sucked.” Bo smiled and patted the couch next to him for me to sit down.

I said, “Wait a minute, I really want some more beer….OK?”

Bo held me down and said, “Fuck that shit Rick…..do ya wanna try some weed? I have some good shit.”

I had never tried any type of drug before and the beer was affecting me more than experienced drinkers. I knew about Pot but never really had the opportunity before. I jumped at the chance to try it. Bo pulled out a cigarette case and popped the lid open. There were 5 or 6 neatly rolled joints in there. He took one out and lit it and inhaled deeply. I figured it looked easy enough and put the joint to my mouth. I sucked in….not having any idea what I was doing and proceeded to choke to death!!!! My throat closed up and my eyes started watering. I coughed and coughed as Bo patted me on the back. He laughed and said, “Shit Rick, ya gotta take it easy if you never smoked before……damn just little puffs and inhale slowly…like this.”

Bo demonstrated his instructions and handed me the joint as my coughing fit subsided. I really didn’t want to do it again but didn’t want to look like an ass, so I took a very small amount into my mouth and inhaled very slowly. It still burned but it was controlled this time. I managed to get it down. I knew I was supposed to hold it in….I saw that in movies. Bo was patient. I had actually sorta lost my hardon from the coughing attack. Bo said, “Go ahead puff on it a while……I’ll get your cock back into action.”

Bo started to stroke my semi-hard cock while I inhaled several more puffs of weed. It got a lot easier. I started to feel a weird warmth and the room seemed a lot brighter to me. Sounds were louder and more distinct. Bo’s hand on my cock started to feel electric. My cock hardened like steel and I noticed I was leaking precum a lot more than I normally did. Bo rubbed it all over the head of my cock and his hand became slick. I couldn’t believe how sensitive and how unbelievably good his stroking felt. Bo leaned down to suck me but I held him back. I said, “Oh no….it’s my turn.” The beer and drug ad hit me.

I felt like there was nothing in the world more important than sucking Bo’s cock. I was so turned on and spaced out it was all I could do to get Bo’s pants open. I pushed Bo back on the couch and yanked his pants and shorts down to his ankles. His cock was rigid and slick with precum. I actually saw a small string form as a pearl dropped onto his belly. There was nothing in the world to me, at that moment, other than Bo’s stiff cock.

I pulled his cock up so it was sticking straight up. His cock head was half exposed, peeking out of his foreskin. I peeled his skin back and saw precum actually run down onto my hand. I leaned over and sucked his cock deeply into my mouth. It was hard and tasted better that anything I could remember in my drugged stupor. I ate his cock hungrily and sucked hard. I felt and tasted his precum as I sucked it from his tube. I couldn’t get enough into my mouth……I was totally lost. I wanted him to cum so bad. I sucked and massaged his balls and bobbed up and down as fast as I could.

Bo held my head and said, “Holy shit Rick….take it easy I’m gonna blow the back of your head off if you don’t slow down. Damn you are fucking going crazy!”

I stopped long enough to look up at Bo and say, “God Damn it Bo, I want your cum…..come on shoot it……. God Damn it……Please!!!!”

Bo laughed and I realized Bobby and Bill had stopped what they were doing and were standing watching me. Bo said, “Shit Bill I think we have a cum slut on our hands! Go ahead Rick; I’ll give ya all ya want! Suck that cock!!!!”

I didn’t have to be told twice. I sucked Bo’s cock in to the point I actually sorta deep throated him without even gagging. I wanted his cum so bad. I stroked and sucked like a mad man. It wasn’t long till I heard Bo start to moan. “Oh fuck Rick…..suck it …..mmmmmmm I’m gonna cum…..oh shit ….mmmmmmaahhhhhhhh”

I felt his cockhead swell. Bo placed his hand on the back of my head and pushed. It was alright with me ….I wanted his load so bad, nothing would stop me. I felt his cock pulse and a strong jet of cum flooded my mouth. It was actually hot as he shot spurt after spurt. I swallowed as he shot and didn’t let a drop escape. I held onto his cock as he continued to ejaculate and hump and push into my mouth. “Oh Fuck Rick ….God eat that cum………ahhhhh….shit!”

Bo babbled his delight as his climax subsided. I never got off his cock for a moment. I continued to suck and swallow. Bo stiffened and said, “Shit Rick…..I’ll too sensitive ……Goddamn it let up …..shit!”

We all know how sensitive your cock can get right after shooting. Bo pulled his cock from my mouth and sat up. Bill and Bobby started to clap their hands. I looked up with a dribble of cum on my chin. Bill said, “I don’t think I’ve seen a blowjob that good in years…you lucky shit!!” Bo laughed. I was still hot as hell. The pot and beer had messed with me to the point I couldn’t believe how hungry I was for cock.

I looked at Bill and Bobby and said, “Come on I want you guys too…..come on…..come on…”

Bobby laughed and stepped forward. Bill pretended to try to push in front of him and said, “Ok, you go first Bobby, but don’t hurt him…..I want some of that too.”

I was still in a fog of lust and hunger. I sat on the couch and reached for bobby’s unbelievable cock. It was tremendous. I pulled him to me and started to engulf the head of his cock and realized this was gonna be difficult. His cock was so big I could only get the first few inches into my mouth. I had seen a tube of KY jelly on the end table earlier and reached to get it. I squeezed a glob into my hand and coated Bobby’s shaft as I returned to sucking in as much as I could. I used two hands and stroked and twisted his cock as I sucked hard on the head. Bobby just stood with his hands on his hips and watched as I did everything I could to his cock as hard and as fast as possible. I sucked as hard I could. I wanted him to cum.

It seemed like it took 10 or more minutes until I noticed Bobby hips start to push in rhythm with my sucking. My mouth was aching and I was getting exhausted from the frantic way I was ministering to him. I wanted his cum so bad….I couldn’t believe it was me.

Bobby was being nice by allowing me to control his cock instead of holding me down like Bo did. He continued to stand with his hands on his hips and tended to thrust with his hips as he neared climax. I was relieved to realize he was getting close. I stated to suck and lick the underside as hard as I could as I stroked his shaft. I felt the familiar swelling and herd Bobby start to moan and say, “Here it comes boy….get ready I have a surprise for you.”

I didn’t pay much attention but felt his head quiver and a massive jet of thick cum flooded my mouth. It was too much to swallow and it leaked out as he shot jet after jet. I thought he’d never stop. I honestly believe he shot 8 or 10 strong ropes of cum as I tried to swallow. It became too much and I stated to gag. When that started Bobby grabbed my head and pushed me hard onto his cock. I couldn’t breath and cum was everywhere. Bobby shot a few more times and then dribbled as I gagged and shot cum from my nose and all over the floor. Bill and Bo were in hysterics. Finally Bobby stopped and let me go. I coughed and gagged and spit as Bobby slapped me gently with his cock….back and forth.

Sperm Loving 4some

webmaster — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 16:49:22 +0000

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When my step-daughter said she was coming home from college to visit, we were pleased of course and somehow not surprised when she said she was bringing a guy who was “just a friend”. She has something of a naïve belief that guys just want to be friends with her, but of course it always turns into something else. She truly seems to have no clue that she’s way too hot for guys to be “just friends” with. For my part, of course I couldn’t resist giving her a hard time about it. I started teasing her about her “friend” and she insisted that he was just that. I persisted and reminded her of all the other just friends that she’d had previously and she finally said that this one was definitely just a friend because he’s gay. I assumed she was just trying to shut me up, and who could blame her, but she went on to explain that he’s something of a militant for rights on campus and leads a couple of organizations not just for gay rights, but for a number of other causes as well. This finally shut me up which is never easy to do.

That night I was feeling especially frisky with my wife and of course she took the opportunity to tease me about the cause of my arousal. She stroked my cock and teased that I must be turned on by the thought of having a gay man in the house. She and I have shared many fantasies involving me being with another man and she didn’t miss the chance to point out the potential even if we both knew that I wouldn’t act on it. Nevertheless, we had our usual amazing sex as we talked about a scenario that was closer to real than usual and that really turned us both on even more.

The next weekend they arrived on Friday night in time for dinner. Introductions were made all around and as I met Mark, I have to admit that the fact that he was gay was front and center in my mind. Throughout dinner, I kept having thoughts of him having sex with another man, he was good looking and well built, though not overly so. His personality was similar as well, assertive and sure, but not cocky. It was really a good conversation through dinner when I could follow it. I hoped that my distraction didn’t show or at least that no one would guess the cause. Our step-daughter decided she was going to take our daughter shopping the next morning and Mark said he was going to have to stay here and get caught up on a little school work if nobody minded. We said of course not and then my wife looked at me sort of slyly and said, “Actually, I have to go into work for a while in the morning anyway”.

As we climbed into bed that night, my wife reached over and found my cock already hard. She smiled and stroked it slowly and said, “Thinking about you and Mark having a little quality time tomorrow?”

I laughed and said no rather weakly. She stroked my cock slowly for a minute and I felt like I was going to cum already when she stopped and said, “Well I’m going to leave this alone just in case, so you’re good and ready”. My balls suddenly ached even more and my hand went to my cock, but she stopped me and I moaned, “You bitch”. She replied, “That’s right”, with a smile. It took me a long time to fall to sleep.

I slept later than usual and only woke when my wife came in the bedroom with a cup of coffee for me. She said that our daughters were just getting ready to leave and she was just finishing some computer work and was then going to leave as well. She slid her hand beneath the sheets and gave my cock a stroke. It jumped readily and my balls resumed aching and she said, “I’ll take care of that later if you don’t get any other offers” and with a wink, she walked out. I watched the sports news and a little while later she came back to give me a kiss as she was leaving. What I didn’t know was that part of her “computer work” was leaving some of the erotic stories I’d written open but minimized on the computer that Mark was going to be using this morning. She knew they’d be impossible for him to miss and she suspected that when he read the rather graphic content he would be spurred into action. All the stories that I’d written involved me being with other men and exploring my many fantasies of gay and bi sex and submission.

I turned the TV off and finished my coffee, then got up to take a shower. As I stood under the warm stream of water, my cock rose and I began to stroke it slowly. I had to admit, that my mind wandered to Mark again. Just the fact that I was alone in the house with a gay man was arousing enough, but there was something about him that was very erotic as well. I stroked myself slowly, but before I came, I stopped and resolved to save it for my wife when she got home. I had to try hard to divert my mind to something that would allow my erection to deflate despite its repeated arousal without satisfaction, but eventually, I resumed my shower in relative distraction. I got out and toweled off and by now was thinking of a few things that I had to get done at some point during the day. I walked out of the bathroom naked and went towards my bureau as usual. What wasn’t usual was that Mark was lying naked on our bed slowly stroking his cock.

I stopped, in shock and stupidly said, “Mark, what are you doing?”

He didn’t answer for some time and then said slowly, “I’m stroking my cock.”

I couldn’t say anything at first, but finally, my mouth reacted properly and said, “You need to leave.”

He didn’t move and didn’t answer at first, then said, “Do I. It looks like your cock says otherwise.”

My cock, of course, displayed my true feelings and was throbbing hard already. I dropped my eyes down, partly from embarrassment and partly to confirm the betrayal that I could feel pulsing hot through my body. My eyes drifted slowly up and stared at his cock. He was still lightly stroking his hand up and down the shaft. I stared and could do nothing but observe every detail. It was beautiful. Long and thick, not huge, but big and perfectly shaped, I stared and couldn’t look away. My trance was broken by him getting up from the bed and walking towards me. My eyes dropped again. I was too nervous and embarrassed to look at him. I could see a wet spot at the tip of my cock and then could see his body come into view as he stepped close to me. His hands gently slid over my nipples, causing my body to convulse and more wetness to seep from the end of my cock. His hand went to my cock and he wiped his fingers across the wet head and I thought that I would cum all over his hand. He brought his hand to my mouth and pushed my chin up so that I was forced to look at him at the same time. My mouth went to his fingers and licked the salty wetness from them as he said, “You’re hungry aren’t you?”

I nodded my head in shame and hunger.

He smiled and said, “You want to suck my cock don’t you?”

I nodded my head again.

“That’s not good enough. Tell me what you want.”

“I want to suck your cock”, I said with a trembling voice.

“I know you do. You want me to make you my whore. You don’t just want to suck my cock, you want to worship it. You want every drop of cum you can get out of it, don’t you.”

It was not a question and he knew the answer of course. “Oh god yes. I want your cock in my mouth. I want you to fuck me and I want to you to give me all your hot cum”, I blurted out as I dropped to my knees in front of him and his swollen cock.

I stared straight ahead at it and he took it in his hand and slowly stroked it up and down again. He bent his cock forward and ran it across my cheek and under my chin. He forced my head up with it, to look him in the face. I tried to look away, but couldn’t. He said, “Where do you want my cum?”

“Everywhere” was all I could say.

He smiled. A sort of wry smiled that seemed to be amused by what a cum slut I was in front of him. I was beyond embarrassment by now and was consumed by lust. My servitude fed his arousal and he gave way to his power over me completely. “I’m going to give it to you everywhere before we’re done,” he said, “but I’m going to start with your face, because a slut should have cum on his face before he gets fucked. Get on the bed.”

I climbed onto the bed and he pulled my head around so that it was close to the edge. He stood over me, stroking his cock. I stared in amazement and lust at his cock and heavy balls just inches from my face. My body quivered and my face was frozen in a look of lustful anticipation. “Tell me what you want”, he panted.

“Cum on my face. Oh god, cum on my face. Shoot your hot cum on me. Cover me. I want it. Please. Cum on my face. Please. Please Mark. Please. Please.” I ranted.

I watched his balls pull tight to the base of his cock. His cock throbbed and jerked. His cum flew and landed hot on my face. Shot after hot shot flew from his lurching cock all over my face and neck and into my hair. My orgasm came. Cum poured from my cock out onto my belly. His legs grew weak from the force of his orgasm and he leaned forward onto the bed to steady himself, pressing his cock and balls into my face as he did. I licked and sucked at his cum soaked balls. A long moan that started when I saw the first throb of his cock was muffled but not diminished by his messy crotch pressed to my face. I felt his hand on my cock and though its hardness had only diminished slightly, I felt it grow harder still. He regained his strength and brought his hand to my mouth. I licked my cum greedily from his fingers. He ran his fingers through the cum that he had shot all over my face and smiled at me, seeing that I was eagerly awaiting whatever he wanted to do to me next. He slid his hand under my neck and lifted my head towards the head of the bed. He spread cum everywhere he touched me. I was lying on the bed now, with my head toward the top and he straddled my chest and pressed forward, saying, “Suck my cock”.

I did so eagerly and he slowly began to move his hips back and forth, fucking my face. I nearly choked, but he went slowly at first and then fed me more and more of his cock with each forward stroke. I wanted every inch of him inside me and relaxed my throat and gave over to him. “That’s it. Suck it. Oh yea, take the whole thing. I knew you were a cocksucker the first time I saw you. Yea, take it you fucking cocksucker. Yea, suck that cock. Oh god Steve, you are such a cock hungry slut. I’m going to fuck your face and then I’m going to fuck your ass.”

I felt his heavy balls slap against my chin and my nose press into the matted hair of his crotch with each forward stroke. His hand pressed to the back of my head and pulled my hair hard with each forward stroke, burying his cock into my hungry mouth. He stopped and rolled off of me. “Get on your knees, bitch. I’m going to fuck that tight ass of yours now.”

The sound that escaped me was half moan and half whimper. I quickly moved to my knees, my head and shoulders pressed to the bed. “Reach back and spread your cheeks for me”, he commanded.

“Oh god, fuck my ass”, I panted as my hands pulled my ass cheeks apart, exposing my tight hole to him.

“Shut up slut”, he barked. “Push your finger in there and loosen it up for me.”

I wiped my finger around the sweat and cum that had run between my legs and then slowly forced my finger up inside my tight ass. I felt like such a slut, finger fucking my ass in front of him, but I wanted so badly for him to fuck me and my finger felt so good, I slowly worked it in and out moaning.

“You are such a horny bitch”, he taunted. “Work another finger in there so my cock doesn’t split you open.”

“Please, just fuck me”, I moaned, but I complied, forcing a second finger into my ass.

“Oh, I’m going to fuck you alright. I’m going to shove my whole cock into that tight little ass of yours. I’m going to fuck it until it milks my cum. I’m going to fill your slut ass with hot cum.”

His hand pulled mine away, my fingers popping out and quickly replaced by the fat head of his cock. It was coated with cum and saliva and he leaned forward in one steady thrust pushing his whole cock into my ass. I felt his weight on me and over me and it pressed my head and shoulders into the soft bed. I moaned. A slow deep moan. My ass felt impossibly full and my cock throbbed and dripped. He eased his cock back and then slowly forward again. I could feel every beautiful inch of it touch every nerve and sending waves of only pleasure over my entire body. My hips rocked back, wanting him to fuck me harder and deeper. “Yes. Yes. Fuck me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh yea, fuck me”, I panted.

His hands took my hips and he began to thrust powerfully and deeply with each stroke. His hips crashed against my ass and he couldn’t fuck me hard enough or fast enough for either of us. We were both blind to anything but our own lust and he fucked my ass wildly. My hands clutched handfuls of the bedspread, trying to get a grip to force myself back harder against his thrusts. I panted and struggled to breath, my face buried in the blankets. I felt his cock stiffen and throb in my ass and my cum start to flow as he reached around and stroked me. I lifted my head from the mattress and saw my wife standing inside the bedroom doorway, leaning back against the door with her pants around her knees. She rubbed her clit furiously with the flat of her hand pressed hard against her mound. She came hard as we did and it wasn’t the last time that morning for any of us.

Twink’s Mature Dream

webmaster — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 11:49:22 +0000

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I’m sure that we all remember our first time. We remember with fondness the guy that made us feel accepted and special. We remember our first love, so deep it hurt to be apart and nearly killed us when it ended. So many memories, tucked neatly in the files of our minds waiting to be savored like a fine wine in a passing moment. I shared the story of my first time with you awhile back and received so many wonderful comments. After that, I shared a fantasy and again enjoyed your approval. Today, I want to share another memory. This one is from slightly later in life, Jeff and I have split and I have started to move on. I hope that everyone enjoys my tale, maybe it will trigger a memory for you.

I stepped out of the shower and began toweling myself dry. I had gotten home from work, gotten a bite to eat and was cleaning up to go out. My eyes traveled to the mirror and I looked at my naked body. My summer tan, bronze and dark, with no lines thanks to my nicely private balcony where I caught my sun. I quickly finished drying and moved to the bedroom to dress.

I stood in front of the closet for a minute before pulling out a pair of tan slacks and a black button down shirt. I thought about work as I slipped into a pair of skimpy yellow bikini briefs. Pulling on the slacks, I pushed that out of my mind and began to concentrate on the evening ahead. I had been so busy for the last few weeks that I hadn’t gone out at all. Work, my recent split with my lover and other things had been more important. Today at lunch I had decided that tonight, I was going to bust loose and enjoy life again. I slipped into a pair of black loafers, looked in the mirror and smiled. I looked good and I was on my way to dance and enjoy a night on the town, look out world.

I got to Ziggity’s about 30 minutes later and ordered an Absolute and tonic from the bar. A very cool place this is, lots of neon, plants and an art-deco kind of feel. There’s a large dance floor in the middle and several small seating areas spread around the room as well as a balcony area that circles above. I scanned the room and sipped my drink, beginning to relax at long last.

After awhile I started dancing, moving around the floor and letting the movement wash away my tension. Occasionally, someone would join me for a moment and then move on. Everyone was just warming up on a warm April evening. After quite a few songs, I went back to the bar and got another drink before finding a seat in a small alcove just off the dance floor that had a view of the fountains outside.

A few friends stopped by to say hello, a couple of them stayed to talk for a bit and went back to the dance floor or some other place. I sipped my drink and watched the room, my mood getting better all the time. I was looking out the window at the fountains, listening to the music when his voice startled me, “You looked thirsty over here”.

I turned, smiling as he sat a fresh drink on the table. I thanked him and invited him to join me. He told me that his name was Bill and that he was in town on business. We talked for a bit and I looked him over discreetly. He was older, maybe 35, with short, dark hair and deep brown eyes. His t-shirt wrapped around a tight waist and thick chest and his occasional smile was warm and inviting. We talked for a bit and I found myself enjoying his company. I had never been with anyone older than 22 or 23 before, so talking to someone who was wiser was refreshing, almost invigorating. He had a quick wit and….something else. He leaned in toward me and I took in the aroma of his cologne as he spoke. “I don’t dance and I’m not sure how you feel, but I have a hotel room up the street and would love to get to know you much better.” He said. Then I felt his lips brush my neck and I knew that I had to say yes.

We left the club and walked out into the warm spring night. Since his hotel was only a couple of blocks away, I decided to leave my car. We walked up the street, talking and laughing. We came to an art shop and I stopped to look at a picture. As I stood looking, Bill moved in behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing against me. I sighed softly as he kissed the back of my neck.

After that we, we quickly finished the walk to his hotel and got into the elevator to his room. I watched as he pushed the button for the 40′Th floor and felt the car start to rise. I smiled as he moved closer and placed his hands on my hips. I sensed that he was getting a bit nervous and I leaned forward, kissing him softly. I felt his hands tighten and we came together in a full embrace as our mouths moved roughly together. We pulled apart as the car stopped and a young couple entered. My mind raced, as I grappled with the fact that I was going to a hotel room with a guy that I had just met for the first time in my life.

Up to now, I had only been with friends. Jeff and I had occasionally invited a guy over to join us and on a few occasions, I had been with guys that I knew from the area alone. This was different. First, I had only known Bill for an hour or so and second, he was quite a bit older than I was. Both facts combined to send a rush of excitement through me. We got to his floor and quickly moved down the hall to the room.

Once inside, I looked around, taking in the king-size bed, a balcony looking out over the city and the smile on Bill’s face. I accepted his offer of a drink and excused myself to the bathroom. I came back into the room to find Bill on the balcony. I joined him and we talked while sipping our drinks and looking out over the city. I was feeling very relaxed and warm with him and was wondering if he was ever going to make a move.

Just then, he sat down his glass and turned toward me. I sat my glass next to his and looked into his eyes, smiling reassuringly. I gasped as he took me in his arms and began kissing my neck. Not in the soft, gentle way from the street, but more forcefully, almost desperately. My arms wrapped around him as his lips came down hard on mine and his tongue began to probe my mouth.

We broke our kiss and he began to take off my shirt, his fingers fumbling with the buttons as I pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his thick hairy chest. I moved my hands to help him with mine and slipped it off my shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. My hands moved to his belt and he started to lead me back into the room. I smiled as I un-did his slacks and knelt at his feet, wanting him right there on the balcony.

I helped him out of his shoes then returned to the slacks. Taking the zipper down and pushing them down. He stepped out of them and I moved my hands up his legs until I came to his boxers. I kissed a thigh and then moved higher. My nostrils took in his lovely aroma, a combination of him and a trace of cologne. My hands pushed up and stroked his very nice bulge through his boxers. I looked up and saw a smile on his face, “Do you like that Bill?” He nodded and I pulled the underwear down to expose his lovely cock.

I let my eyes travel slowly down his now naked body, taking in his oh so sexy masculinity. He was square-jawed and handsome in that rugged, 1950’s kind of way. He had short, dark hair and was clean-shaven although he did have the stubbly growth of the day. His chest was covered with a mat of hair that thinned as it grew down his flat belly before coming to the thick thatch at his crotch. His cock was nicely long and a bit thicker than most with a pair of large balls hanging beneath it.

I reached up and cupped his cock and balls in my hand for a moment, loving the heaviness of him. I heard his sigh as I gently kneaded him. I looked back into his eyes as I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked it slowly from base to tip. I leaned forward and kissed his balls gently before sucking one into my mouth. I heard a deep groan as my tongue rolled it then sucked the other. I could feel his cock beginning to thicken and I left his balls to move on to more interesting things.

I let my tongue and lips slide up his shaft, going ever so slowly, relishing the feel of his flesh. “God, I love your cock.” I whispered as my lips came to his tapered head. “Mmmm, and I love your mouth…oh yeah.” he groaned as I kissed and then sucked the head between my lips. Slowly, I rolled my tongue around him, moving back and forth, as I sucked only the head of his sweet cock. “Nooooo.” I groaned as I felt his hands grabbing my shoulders and pulling me up into his arms.

I moaned as his lips found mine in a long gentle kiss. Our tongues played and we both ran our hands over the others bodies, his stopping to cup my ass. I was almost giddy at the feel of his body against mine, the hair of his chest rubbing against mine. We broke our kiss and he took my hand leading me back into the room. We came to the bed and I smiled as he gently guided me onto it. His hands removed my slacks and then slid my briefs over my hips. “Oh Jesus, you’re so hot.” He said as he slid onto the bed next to me and pulled me into his arms again.

We kissed and stroked for several minutes, enjoying the closeness. After a bit, he pushed me onto my back and began kissing down my body. I sighed and relaxed as his expert mouth teased me. He would kiss here and lick there, sometimes stroking a spot before his mouth got there. I felt him pull a nipple into his mouth and groaned in approval as he nibbled on it. He continued and I just spread out, giving him access to anything that he wanted.

I felt his mouth pass my erect cock and then he was kissing my thighs. He licked my balls and then began sucking my cock, taking the whole shaft deep into his mouth. A hand massaged my balls as he moved up and down on me. I flipped around on the bed so that I could suck him, quickly engulfing his cock in my mouth. I felt like I was in heaven with his rock hard shaft in my mouth as his fucked me. I was getting very close to shooting when he pulled back and flipped me over onto my belly.

His hands grabbed my hips and pulled them from the bed and I gasped as I felt him kiss my exposed asshole. “Mmmmmm, such a sweet ass.” He said and then began to probe with his tongue. I pushed back toward him, moaning as he kissed, licked and slowly probed me with his tongue. I felt his hand move over my ass and then took in a deep breath as he slid a finger inside me. “Oh God yessssss.” I hissed as the thick digit slid deeper and then began to move in and out of me. He worked slowly and gently, taking his time to spread my tight anus.

I was tingling all over, my cock throbbing from his attention. His finger began thrusting in a bit faster and then he slowly inserted a second, spreading me even wider. He began thrusting in and out and then pulling out to tongue me. I moaned and groaned, loving every second. I was so hot, my cock throbbing and my ass tingling and I knew that I had to have him.

I rolled over onto my back and pulled him to me. I kissed him then took his face in my hands. “I want your cock Bill, fuck me please.” I said, my voice quivering with excitement. He smiled and then moved to kneel between my out-stretched legs. He took them in his hands and lifted them to his shoulders. I watched as he took his cock in hand and sighed as I felt the head press against me. Slowly he pushed forward, the head slipping easily into me.

I gasped as I felt him push another inch into me and he stopped. I saw a look of concern on his face and I could tell he was concerned about hurting me. I focused on his eyes and my hands grabbed his hips. I smiled and pulled on him, urging him to take me. “Take it baby, fuck my ass.” I growled. Then I stifled a cry as he gathered himself and buried his hard, fat shaft in my willing ass. “Oh my sweet God.” I whimpered as I felt his balls come to rest against my butt. He stayed there and I trembled beneath him, my ass slowly relaxing around the invading cock.

I felt him slowly pull back until just the head remained and then begin to thrust in and out of me. Again, he worked with a skill that I was not used to. One minute he was slowly moving in and out and then suddenly, thrusting into me hard, fast and deep. I moaned and groaned and whimpered beneath him. “You like that cock in your ass baby?” he asked as he thrust into me. I groaned deep in my throat, “Oh God yes, I love your cock,” I gasped, “Now fuck me, use me, fuck my sweet ass!”

I was quickly rewarded, as he began to slam his cock into me. His cock was like a piston, ramming deep into me with long, steady strokes. Then he pulled out and rolled me over. I quickly raised my hips and felt his cock slide in from the back. I cried out as he found bottom as the new position allowed him to go deeper. He started to thrust, driving himself into me with abandon and I groaned in approval, begging for more.

I lost track of everything except his shaft and I cussed and whimpered, more aroused than ever before. “Oh yessssss Bill, fuck me!” I cried, wanting him to know how much I loved it. I felt a hand wrap around my chest and he pinched a nipple…hard. That was all it took and I felt my cock swell and my balls tighten.

“Cumming! Oh God, yessssssss.” I cried and then groaned as I felt my cock explode, spraying a huge load of cum onto the bed below me. I could feel my ass clenching his thrusting cock as I came and each thrust pushed even more cum out of me. Then I heard him, a deep, throaty growl and his body tensed behind me. “Gonna cum…Oh yesss…gonna cum.” He said. I looked back, “In my mouth Bill, cum in my mouth.” He quickly pulled out and I rolled over. He was stroking his cock and I quickly took it in my mouth, wanting his load.

“Yessssssssss”

I felt him swell and then a huge blast of cum shot into my mouth. The force of it surprised me and I pulled back instinctively. I was rewarded by another, even larger shot splattering on my face as he grabbed his cock and stroked quickly. Two more streams coated my face and then he stopped stroking. I moved forward and took his cock in my mouth, feeling the sticky cum coating my face as I sucked the remaining drops.

Finally, he collapsed to the bed and I rolled next to him. I smiled at him and started rubbing his cum over my face, stopping occasionally to lick a finger. We kissed and caressed and at some point, I fell asleep in his arms.

I woke up in the morning to find a note lying on the pillow.

“Last night was wonderful. Sorry I had to go, but I had to get to a meeting. I’m flying out right after so this is good-bye. Thank you so much for a wonderful trip.”

I showered quickly and headed home. My thoughts were sweet as I remembered the night before. I only regret that I never saw him again.

Well, that’s my story. I hope you enjoyed. I hope that it will trigger a happy memory for you. Oh, and Bill? If you happen to read this and remember a night in Chicago, drop me an E-mail at this site.

Bend Over Cute Twink

webmaster — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 00:49:22 +0000

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(This story continues that momentous Saturday that began innocently enough with Mike and Adam having a cup of coffee in Adam’s kitchen. With concerned prompting from Mike, Adam admits his passion for his best friend. Though stunned, Mike realizes the fulfillment of his own hidden passions with his buddy. They have two round of hot sex at Adam’s house, then head for the golf course, where Adam shares an adventure from his recent past and they have a mutual stroke session during an intense thunderstorm. They have since gone home to pre-arranged video chats with their wives. Mike ends up having cyber sex with his wife, then takes a shower and is taking a short nap in his recliner. As always, these stories are merely the product of my own imagination and have no connection to any real person at all. Furthermore, all my stories are under copyright protection. Last, these stories are as much about friendship and buddy stuff as they are about sex. The connection of soul makes the sexual part that much more engaging and worthwhile.)

I swam to the surface of my nap, slowly becoming aware of a pleasant sound in the background of my consciousness. As I broke the surface and opened my eyes, I realized my doorbell was in action. Shaking my head to clear the webs away, I sat up in my recliner, then stood and stretched. The day’s events began flooding back into my mind. I was contemplating all that had taken place that day as I made my way to the kitchen.

I had installed two different doorbells so everyone would automatically know which door needed to be answered and so I headed for the kitchen. Only family and close friends were ever asked to come around back to the deck and use that entrance. As expected, Adam stood smiling on the other side of the glass when I arrived. I could not help but wonder if Adam’s afternoon family chat had been as exciting as mine had been.

I opened the door and welcomed Adam in, always glad to see my best friend, even more glad on this particular day. We shook hands in our customary strong fashion and gave each other a buddy hug. “Hey pal,” Adam said, “did I wake you? Sorry to disturb your sleep if I did.”

“It was time to get up anyway,” I replied. I had slept for half an hour and that was more than enough to give me the energy to finish out my day. “You ready for something to eat? I am starving. I have some steaks to do on the grill, if that’s okay.”

“Sounds great. I picked up some salad and a bottle of wine on the way. This will give us a good chance to talk. In a way, I need to process what all has happened today. Hey, did you get to talk with your wife? I had a real interesting discussion with Marlene,” Adam said.

“We talked for a while but then Angie needed to lie down and rest. She said she’d had quite a day,” I replied. I did not mind sharing the general idea of my graphic conversation with my wife but I also did not want to appear to be bragging if Adam had not had the intense time I myself had enjoyed. Also, there are just some things a man does not discuss about his wife, no matter how close his bud is.

I waited to hear more from Adam as we worked together to get a bite to eat. I grabbed the steaks from the fridge and we went out to the deck. My house was the farthest one in on a cul-de-sac and sat on a ten acre knoll. The closest neighbors were quite a ways away and none of them could look into my backyard. My family could enjoy our hot tub and pool in complete privacy. This was especially important with teenage girls at home.

Adam and I chatted through the food preparation time, enjoying a glass of wine along with the conversation. He filled in the gaps of my information regarding the surprising, yet welcome changes we both discovered with our wives.

“Well, apparently our wives met some local ladies who opened their eyes to some specific areas that they had been neglecting concerning you and I. Sound familiar?” Adam asked.

“That’s more than what Angie had shared with me,” I responded. “She said she’d tell me the whole story when we got out there. She seemed more interested in me and almost anxious to see me in person, too. She showed me a look I have not seen too much of in the last few years.”

Adam nodded and said, “You, too, huh? Marlene did not get too specific with me about that but I can tell you that she has lost enough weight that I noticed right away. She was somewhat cryptic but said some things were definitely going to change and I was going to be real happy because of it.”

“I guess we’ll find out more when we see them face to face. I’m looking forward to that, I can tell you,” I said. I cleared my throat and continued, “I feel like I need to talk about what’s happened with us and our friendship.”

Adam shrugged and spoke. “What’s to talk about? We enjoy a better home life. We remain the best of friends. We enjoy each other as we have opportunity, using the utmost discretion and tact and good sense. We don’t make obvious or unnecessary expenditures that will draw attention to us–please, Mike, no expensive gifts for me…it just wouldn’t be right–And we don’t make the silly, impulsive mistakes that bring any suspicion on us.”

I nodded thoughtfully. This was about the same thing that I had come up with myself but I also had another idea. I turned the steaks one last time and sat back down. “You are right on all points. I love my wife and girls but I am not willing to let go of what we just began. We have the best of all possible worlds right now. My love for you as a friend has found a new and deeper dimension and I want that to continue as much as anything. As far as the gifts go, I am not really looking forward to seeing you in expensive lingerie,” I laughed.

Adam laughed in return, saying, “Guys are all eyes anyhow. Buck naked is plenty fine for both of us.” Adam then turned to me, as serious as I’d ever seen him. “At the risk of overusing a stupid cultural sentiment, I want to tell you something Mike. I love you, man! Now, don’t freak out on me here. You are the best friend I ever had and this new dimension, as you call, has only deepened my affection for you. More than anything, I want things to continue on well from this point forward. We can enjoy each other’s company, intellect and bodies, in balance.”

I reached over and squeezed Adam’s thigh. “Let’s eat and then we’ll review some of the preliminary information for this next job, watch some baseball and maybe go for a swim. Sound good?”

“It does. But just so you know, steak and salad will probably not satisfy all my hunger. Nor do I suspect that it will be enough for you either,” Adam laughed and squeezed even further up my thigh.

We sat on the deck and enjoyed our dinner. We cleaned up, then went to my office to review some of the specs and time tables that had been sent. We worked for two hours at that and made good progress. But it was Saturday night and it was time to relax and play.

We went to the family room and watched some of a Yankees game at Boston on my new HDTV. Here was one common bond that helped to cement our friendship: we are both intense fans of baseball and great fans of the Yankees and never tired of watching games together when time allowed.

All during the game, we kept reaching over and fondling one another. Being that we both had already enjoyed several orgasms already that day, we more playful than hurried. This new level of friendship was just plain fun. We would learn to control ourselves when our wives and kids were around but that was for another time and another place. Finally Adam stood and pulled me to my feet. Adam began grinding his fat bulge against me, causing a happy reaction from Mr. Johnson. I pulled Adam’s head forward and planted an intense manly kiss on him. Adam responded by plunging his tongue into my mouth. This tongue duel and hip grind lasted a good long while. It felt physically good to enjoy even something as innocuous as a hard and manly kiss and full body contact.

Finally I pulled away from Adam and said, “How about a swim? I notice you intentionally did not bring any shorts with you. And since I don’t want you to feel all alone, we can just go skinny dipping.”

“Well, of course I brought swim trunks, buddy. I just left them in the car. But if you really want to swim naked, that’s fine with me,” Adam said smiling. “What are we waiting for?”

We headed out to the deck, by now blanketed in darkness. I turned the dial for the pool lights and stopped when they first came on with a faint glow, just enough light to see by and not enough to be seen. The pool and hot tub area were off to the side and surrounded by privacy fencing so privacy was virtually guaranteed anyhow.

I pulled a couple of large towels out of the poolside storage area and pulled the privacy gate closed behind us. We stripped down and stood there buck naked admiring one another. Adam was a little more muscular than me but we both were trim with noticeable abs. I just stared at Adam. My buddy was hung! Sure, I had taken Adam all the way down my throat but to stand there and see Adam in all his manly glory was a new thrill to me. Adam must have been seven inches soft. I smiled to myself as I realized that Adam was as long soft as I would be hard. I didn’t care. It was never the size of the dog in the fight anyhow. It always boiled down to the size of the fight in the dog. Adam and I had both proven that we had plenty of tenacity both inside and out.

I dove into the pool and the cool water shocked my growing manhood back down to size. Adam followed and we swam some laps together, stopping for idle chat now and again. When I had my fill of exercise I stopped and made my way to the edge where I had head clearance above water. Adam swam up next to me, laid his head back against the edge and let his body float to the surface. I did the same and there we floated, eyes closed, just enjoying the sensation of the water on our bodies and the physical closeness of overlapping arms. I smiled as a jet soared overhead. I wondered if anyone in the plane could see us down here, floating in our natural glory.

I felt movement next to me and knew that Adam was now standing by me. I felt his hand light upon my chest and I tensed slightly as I felt his fingertips trace the water to my navel and down the fur strip to my bush. Adam’s fingers lightly swirled my wet pubic hair. I felt my cock growing even as my heart began to beat stronger and harder. Adam played his fingertips up and down my now very rigid dick. He pushed the foreskin back and held my cock hard at the base. There it stood, all hard and fat and thick and glorious. I did not always think much about God, but I was sure impressed that He could make something like this and give it me and me alone.

Adam pushed my groin into the water. I stood as I felt the cool water envelop my manhead. I reached for Adam and found his cock just as hard as mine. Adam leaned into me and whispered, “I want to suck your cock again, right out here in the open. What do you think about that?”

I breathed heavily as I looked into his eyes. “Let’s towel off and build a small fire in the pit. We can do blow jobs by the fire. How’s that sound?” I asked.

“Like a plan I can follow,” Adam replied.

We hiked ourselves up onto the decking and began toweling off. The air got warmer as I dried off and my cock kept hard, bouncing as I set about building a small fire. Adam got a couple of deck chairs and put them close by the pit. I turned the deck lights all the way off and sat down next to Adam. His cock, too, had remained hard during the transition time. I was mesmerized once again by the size of his dick.

“I want to do you first, buddy, if you don’t mind,” I said. “It would seem as though I’ve had enough action for one day but your big dick turns me on. How do you want it?” I asked.

“I’d just as soon sit here in this chair. If you don’t mind getting on your knees, I can sit back and relax and watch you blow me. I’d really enjoy that. I wanted to blow you first but I would not mind ending my day on my knees servicing you. That would be cool,” Adam replied.

“That’s fine, Adam. I’ll just get a towel and fold it up for a knee pad. You can use when it’s your turn. Just sit back and relax, buddy,” I said.

I retrieved a fresh towel and folded it while Adam got in a comfortable position, his ass on the edge of the seat and his cock pointing at the stars. I could see a fresh dose of sticky clear stuff pooled on the end of his cock. I tasted his precum and it seemed to be even saltier than before. I held his cock with one hand while I slowly began bobbing up and down on his head. Adam leaned back and moaned. I held his skin down on his shaft to expose his beautifully shaped cock head. I kept a nice slow and steady bobbing action on his manhood. The musky taste of his strong manhood was powerful and in a sense intoxicating to me. Adam whispered words of assurance and commendation to me, making me more and more confident that I’d be able to bring him to explosion once again.

Adam’s moaning increased and I could feel his balls drawing up tight against his root. Adam moaned louder and his breathing got raspy. His hips began to buck ever so slowly as his moaning increased. “Oh, fuck Mike, keep pumping…oh fuck man, oh fuck me, here it comes, oohhh, ooohhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmm,” Adam grunted as he splashed his hot jizz into my mouth. I can’t believe what a cock slut I had turned into. I have to admit that I loved sucking his dick and honestly liked the tasted of his cum. I kept swallowing as Adam shot several more blasts from his nuts and up through his jizz rod to my hungry mouth.

Adam fell all the way back in the chair as his legs twitched from the stress of orgasm, eyes closed. I straightened up and stretched my back, my own cock still rigid and now very ready for action. Adam pulled his legs in toward the chair and sat forward. I watched as my best friend buried his face in his hands and wept softly, his entire torso swept up in the intensity of what he was going through. Between breaths Adam kept repeating softly, “I can’t believe it…I just can’t believe it. I just can’t believe how lucky I am.”

I don’t always handle somebody else’s emotions very well, especially a guy. I just kind of sat there on my haunches waiting for the emotional tide to flow back out to sea. After a couple of minutes, I could not hold my self back. “Hey Adam,” I said, “all this emotion is cool and everything…but uhhh…fuck the luck man! You made me horny as hell and my boner needs you bad. We can get close and all that later, buddy. I’ve got another nice load in my jizz bone for you. What say we switch places?”

“Don’t get too sentimental on me, Mike. I’m not sure I could handle it,” Adam said, regaining his composure quickly. “Yeah, we can cuddle…I need it. In the meantime, I’m tired of your whining man. Come on, let’s switch places…let’s see what you’ve got left in the tank.”

I slapped Adam on the ass as we switched places and positions. This was going to be good. I actually hoped I had some jizz left in my balls. It had been a long time since I had this much sex in one day. Adam flipped the towel over and fluffed it up to give himself some more padding. I got comfortable on the edge of the chair like Adam had done, spread my legs to give him easy access to my equipment and leaned back for the ride.

There’s just something about uncut cock, what with the extra skin, extra sensitivity, extra aroma under the skin. It really can be toxic when you find yourself on the business end of the job. Adam seemed mesmerized by my cock for a moment before he gently and slowly fisted the foreskin back, exposing my sticky meat to the evening air. He squeezed my shaft hard, forcing a pulse of precum out of my cock. Adam leaned forward and swirled his tongue on my cock, licking it clean and leaving his spit where my stuff had been. He put his mouth over my cock all the way down to his hand, which was now embedded in my bush, holding my skin as far back as it would go. Adam kept everything tight and exposed, managing to stay on the fun side of pain. He locked his lips around my shaft and pulled his mouth up in a slow milking action. He stopped at the rim of my cock head and used his lips to caress and massage the tender area all around my head.

‘Oooooohhhh baby,’ I thought to myself. ‘He keeps this up and he’ll get a load out of me all right.’ Out loud I said, “Mmmmm, Adam, that feels so good buddy. Awww…remind me to do that for you sometime…it feels fucking great, man….mmmmm.”

Adam pulled his lips up over the rim and planted them on my cock head, suckling on my piss hole before opening wide and dropping all the way down to his hand again. He put another lip lock on my shaft and pulled up again. This time he teased the frenulum with little flicks of the tip of his tongue. This area is especially sensitive for us uncut dudes. Cut guys have a frenulum of sorts but most of the time the nerve endings are corrupted in circumcision. I’m very glad to have all my skin, I can tell you that.

Adam kept this treatment up, varying his focus of teasing and tongue massaging. It wasn’t long before I was able to tell him to get ready for another blast of cock cream. Adam held his lips under the rim of my cock and massaged the entire area as his tongue swirled and flicked all over my head. I held my arms on the chair as my hips came up bucking, Adam staying with me every step of the way, massaging my cock and milking me with mild suction. With my back arched and Adam supporting me with a strong hand strong under my ass, I bucked and shot and moaned and hollered and twitched. All I could manage for words were guttural moans and cries. At the last buck, Adam lowered my ass back down to the chair. Man, could he ever read me! He knew exactly what to do without me having to say a word. What a terrific lover he is.

Adam sat back on his haunches, murmuring ‘mmmm’ to himself as he was apparently savoring my jizz. He twisted his neck and stretched his jaw some. I had fallen back into the chair panting, my chest heaving and darkness closing in on my vision. I sat forward to keep my balance and out of the blue, I started balling. I’m not one much for deep emotion and I hadn’t balled like that since I was just a kid.

I don’t even know for sure why I was crying, except maybe at the realization of this most intimate connection. I had not intended to open my soul to another man, ever, and yet here I was, not only buck naked but exposed in my soul and wanting this emotional connection with Adam. What was a fella to do? I had loved Adam before this but my attachment had a taken a dive to a depth I did not realize that I could even achieve. I just sat there and cried, my chest heaving as the tears flowed. Adam leaned into me and put his head on my shoulder and we wept together as only dear brothers and friends and lovers can.

After a couple of minutes, Adam said, “Hey pal, let’s go inside where it’s a little warmer. We can cuddle in there. My nuts are shrunk up tight and are starting to hurt. Come on, Mike.”

We wrapped towels around our waists for the trip inside and made our way to the spare bedroom. The queen bed was plenty big enough, the covers just right and we turned on the tv to watch the last few innings of the game. We snuggled together and took turns cuddling up to each other, fondling and being playful with each other. Though the blood flowed some, both of us were sated for the time being and satisfied to share this intimate time together. This had to be one of the best days of my life.

TO BE CONTINUED