He gets his best buddy blind drunk then takes his cock into his hungry mouth!

Can I Suck Your… Ch. 03

After that rainy Saturday afternoon I started to believe that I was bi-sexual. I had felt a hard cock in my ass and I loved it. It was the second time I had sucked him off and I ached for it again. There was not a moment that went by where I did not think about tasting him. I wanted it and more importantly I needed it. Was I bi-sexual? I was not sure but I wanted one more time to see if I really was. I could not wait to see him again and have the rubber match to see if it was for real.



The following Saturday I called Kevin and I could feel my heart beating while the phone ringing. When he answered it I thought I was going to faint. We said our hello s and things got easier. We chatted about everything with the exception of last Saturday s event. Finally I could not contain myself anymore. I told him that I wanted him again and I wanted him that day. He said he was busy during the day but at night he was available. We decided to hook up at 8:00 p.m.



At 8:00 he called me up and let me know he was outside. I let him in and I started to have a cold sweat. I knew I wanted him and I could not wait to have him again.



The knock at the door came and when I opened it he was standing there with a huge smile on his face. He walked in shut the door and we kissed each other passionately. We grabbed each other s asses. I could feel his rod through his jeans. While I was grabbing his ass and kissing those beautiful lips I realized that I needed to have him inside me again.



I undid my pants while he was undoing his. We pulled off our underwear so we could touch our cocks. He was soaking of pre-cum and I could not wait to have him in my mouth and ass. I started stroking him and he let out a moan. I stroked harder and quicker until I could not take it anymore.



I got on my knees and sucked that 7 cock. I put the whole thing in my mouth and sucked it as hard as I could. He started to thrust his hips into me. I pulled off him and told him to fuck my face.



He did NOT need to be asked twice.



Kevin started ramming my mouth. I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat. I thought I was going to gag but I was able to get his rhythm. I could feel my eyes starting to water but I did not care. He was fucking my face and I loved it. His balls were slapping against my chin so I reached up and massaged them. I could feel his cock start to twitch so I slowly released and pulled off him. He knew what I wanted.



I bent over the arm of the couch so he could have my ass again. He started licking my hole and I moaned with delight. I could feel his tongue licking me while he massaged my sack with his hand. I was so horny and he knew it so he decided to give it to me.



He slid the tip of his rod into me and I laughed. I loved being his bitch and he knew it. The pace got faster a lot quicker this time. He started fucking me and smacking my ass. I could feel his balls like I did before and it felt as if his cock was made to be inside me. While he was sliding in and out of me I could feel myself feeling like I was going to cum. I told him to speed up and I knew he was hitting that special spot inside my bunghole.



My cock exploded with cum all over the couch while he was fucking me. Kevin reached around and stroked me off to get the rest of it out but I knew he cleaned me out. However I wanted him to fill me up.



KEVIN FUCK MY ASS LIKE THE BITCH THAT I AM!!!!



I started to scream. He had never fucked me like that before and I was in pain but it was still pleasurable. His cock started to pulse and he blew his HUGE load deep inside my ass. I could feel it trickle out and down my leg. Slowly he pulled out of me and most of it came out right after.



We stood up and kissed. He walked to washroom to get cleaned up while I stood there feeling his hot sticky cum all over my ass and legs. When he was done he got dressed and I went to the bathroom. When I came out he was gone. He left me a note telling me that he had to run but he told me to call him.



The following weekend I called him up but his cell phone was disconnected. I tried his home and his mom told me that he moved to Montreal. She did not have a number where I could get in touch with him. I left my number for her to give him………..



This happened 5 years ago and I have still not yet heard back from him. I have not had another gay experience. I do realize that I am bi-sexual however I am still in the closet. I wish that I would have another one and maybe one day it will. Until next time…….

No more women for him. HeтАЩd rather fuck and be fucked with a cock!

Wow! So Many Already!

My wife and I had a fight and she went to her mother s. I enjoyed the freedom for a couple of weeks but I was missing sex having been used to getting it almost daily. I thought of picking up a slut at a bar but then I remembered having had a brief experience with another guy in high school several years ago. At 35 years old I wondered why such a memory would return to me after all these years. I Remembered feeling his cock while we jerked each other off. It made me kind of tingle with excitement. The more I thought about it the more it became a thing I wanted to do again. All we did was jerk each other off but I knew we would have had more pleasure if we had continued with our play.



I decided to go to an XXX movie house in the area. I knew that the customers were mostly if not all men. I figured I would just watch the movie jerk off and see what happened.



When I walked in it was pitch black. I had to stand at the entrance for several minutes before I could even see where the seats were.



Eventually my eyes became adjusted to the darkness and I could see several rows of empty seats. I wondered if the place was empty. Moving carefully I sat in the middle of an empty row. It wasn t long before I heard muffled sounds coming from behind me. On the screen there was a foursome three guys and a girl. They were servicing her in all her orifices. The sounds that I heard were coming from the three rows in the back of the theater. Now that my eyes were totally adjusted to the darkness I could see several men jerking each other off. Once in a while I saw a guy go down on the guy in the next seat. Well I naively thought these guys must all know each other. I unzipped and began stroking my 7 hard cock while getting turned on by all the sucking and fucking on the screen.



It wasn t long before a guy came and sat next to me. He immediately removed my hand from my cock and replaced it with his. Well I thought nothing like a good hand job whoever gives it. I leaned back and enjoyed his manipulations. Soon another guy sat on the other side of me. He slipped his pants down to his knees and began to stroke his cock. I could see in the dim light from the screen that he had a very long an very hard prick. Without giving much thought I wrapped my hand around it and began to stoke it gently up and down. He moaned his enjoyment.



The guy on my left was doing such a good job on my cock I was afraid I would cum too soon so I removed his hand and surprising myself bent over and slipped his cock in my mouth. I was really turned on by now and had no interest in the movie. Engulfing his hard cock all the way into my throat made him sigh and he held his hand on the back of my head and gently urged me to go deeper. I don t know how I was able to breathe but I took him all the way to his balls. I held him in my throat for as long as I could and as I backed off I felt his sweet cum shooting out and hitting the roof of my mouth. He was shooting a very big load. Getting really into what was happening to me I swallowed and gulped and swallowed it all.



Now I was out for as much cock I could get. I swung around and took the guy on the other side of me into my mouth and began sucking. I had a little trouble with his big fat cock but I was able to give him deep throat too. I went down to his balls and then began to apply the pressure with my mouth and tongue as I backed off slowly. He too came as I was pulling back. His load of juicy cum shot right down into my throat filling me with his seed.



I looked up and the whole row had filled with men with their hard cocks out. I went to my knees and started down the row. I sucked small cocks limp cocks (and made them cum) huge cocks fat cocks and all cocks. I kept sucking and swallowing cum in a frenzy. When I got to the end of the row the row filled up again and I kept sucking. My jaw began to get sore but I couldn t stop. My cock was spilling precum all over the floor. I got to the end of the other row and saw that the row was filled again with other men.



As I worked my way back down the row sucking slurping and drinking cum load after cum load I felt the beginnings of my long awaited climax. My load of cum began to surge from my balls and up through my hard throbbing cock. I leaned back one guys big cock popping out of my cum filled mouth and my cum began shooting up in the air. Great arcs of milky ropey cum juice shot toward the guy sitting in front of me. Spurt after spurt was shooting in the air. Some guys hand encircled my cock as it continued to erupt. The greatest orgasm in my life! It was so intense I passed out for a moment. Some guy was shaking me saying Are you OK? Guys were standing around me with their cocks in their hands some hard again some soft after the service it received.



I managed to get on my feet. I was still a little groggy. They were all thanking me saying they were amazed at how well I sucked their cocks. Some guys who just came in wanted me to do them. Spying a small light at the exit I walked (swayed) toward the door. Walking out into the bright sun I struggled my way to my car. Driving home I reflected on what just happened to me. Estimating that I must have brought about twenty cocks to orgasm and drank all that cum I knew now which way I was heading into the future. I hope I never see my wife again but I will go back to that movie house.

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A Ghost of a Chance

Sam was sprawled out upon the potato-chip wrapper strewn floor one hand half wrapped around a forty ounce of bad cheap beer. This was not the first time he’d passed out all alone in his apartment singing his own sad songs of remorse and self hatred. No and to his way of thinking it most certainly would not be the last.



It hadn’t been long enough Sam was still distraught over the death of his best friend. A friend he’d loved till the day he’d died. Tristan was a bright guy always laughing joking and playing. Even his features had been bright and pure blond hair bright green eyes. A drastic contrast to Sam’s own black hair and intense brown eyes. Their friendship and Tristan’s life was cut short six months previous by a couple tons of metal slamming into each other.



To compound matters a mere couple months after Tristan’s demise Sam came home to find his high-school sweetheart in bed with his brother. Things just couldn’t get worse for him and soon Sam had spiraled into a never ending pit of despair. He’d taken a couple terms off of college unable to complete the work when his mind was in such anguish and soon fell into a habit of drinking himself into a mindless stupor each and every night. Tristan would have slapped him senseless.



In fact Tristan was contemplating doing just that as he stood over his dearest friend watching him sleep the mindlessness of his drug haze into wakefulness once more only to repeat the same old thing again the next night Halloween.



“Wake up!” he snapped kicking at Sam with the edge of one spectral yet fully corporal toe. “Wake up you worthless drunkard!” he said again raising his voice as Sam turned over groaning and shaking his head.



“Leave me ‘lone.” Sam huffed out softly and then his breathed whooshed out of his lungs with sudden surprise when Tristan kicked him upside the back of the head. “Owww!”



“Get up!” Tristan tried again. “Dear god if I’d have known you’d have wasted this much of your life crying over spilled me I’d have crawled from my grave months ago!” Tristan crossed his arms over his chest giving a good glare as Sam tried to cover his head still completely and utterly asleep. Tristan pondered tilting his head to the side as he regarded Sam. “Hmm… I bet you still hate sunlight as much as you did months ago.” Tristan muttered walking over to the window and pulling the blinds. Sunlight streamed into the room and finally Same sat up taking beer bottle in hand and tossing it at Tristan across the room.



About mid-motion it dawned on Sam that indeed this man he was throwing his bottle at was dead. Blinking he watched Tristan dodge the oncoming projectile then give the same grin he’d always given him. Playful childish and utterly charming men just shouldn’t be allowed to have a look like that Sam thought absently that’s a look reserved for woman who want something. “Trist?” he asked in a small voice then groaned. “I knew it I knew it! I knew I was going to go insane. Now they’ll have to put me in a mental institution and pretty soon I’ll walk around mumbling ‘I see dead people’ with drool leaking out of the corner of my mouth.”



“Dramatic as always dear friend o’ mine I always did say you had enough drama to be a Queen.” Tristan smirked as he stepped closer to his friend who scrambled backwards until his back was pressed flush with the wall wide eyes staring upwards.



“Your not real. You are a f-f-fig – Figment of my imagination.” Sam stuttered closing his eyes tightly and giving a groan. “Figment of the imagination!” he repeats voice growing a little frantic. “You know how clichéd is it that I begin imagining my dead friend on Halloween? Really Sam one would think that I would have the good taste to manage this feat of mental instability on a perfectly meaningless day!”



“Its really me Sam though I wont argue about you being mentally unstable.” Tristan said kneeling down beside his friend grinning slightly. “Its good to see you.” He whispers biting his lower lip then reached out to touch Sam’s hair. “God I cant believe I can touch you.” He said staring as Sam’s face began to grow more and more terrified.



“Haaalp!” he screamed “There’s a dead man in my apartment!” Sam was utterly distraught and after a moment of watching his friend scream Tristan just began to laugh helpless laughter that rang through the room. He always did have a rich laugh smooth and sweet contagious in the way that most good laughs are. This startled Sam so much that he stopped yelling to stare at the apparition in front of him.



“Sam calm down or you’ll give yourself a brain aneurism and fall over dead and this whole thing will have been a waste of every ones time.” Tristan told him voice chiding and incredibly amused. “Yes I’m dead. Yes I’m really here. Yes it’s just a coincidence that it happens to be Halloween. I need you to listen to me buddy.” He said snapping fingers in front of his friends face. Sam simply stared dumbfounded and shocked.



“Okay I can see we’ve got a problem. So lets see here…” Tristan pondered for a moment watching Sam’s big brown expressive eyes. “In that stereo that my mom gave you the one that used to be mine before I died. I wrote a special letter to some one and I hid it in a compartment in the back. Not even YOU know about that so you cant say that as a figment of your imaginations I’m playing off your memories. I know you have the stereo go on look.” He said sitting back on his haunches and crossing his arms over his chest.



Tentatively Sam crawled to his feet one eye on the ‘ghost’ the other eye on the stereo across the room. Once standing he bolted for the thing as Tristan watched on “In the back no no flip it over yea beneath that plastic its not ‘spost to come out but it does.” Tristan informed him quietly comfortable in the supreme knowledge that his letter would indeed still be there.



Sam sat on the edge of he shelf on which the stereo had stood fidgeting with the back of the box for a moment and then finally the back popped open making Sam blink in surprise. Inserting a couple fingers for that’s all that would fit he began to pull out a folded up envelope and finally when unwrapped the front held the name “SAM” in the bold scrawl that Tristan always used. Before Sam had a chance to open the unsent letter however Tristan was beside him snatching it away and blushing slightly.



“You can’t read it.” He told Sam. “You can read it when I’m gone but not now.” He muttered his cheeks flaming to the point that Sam absolutely knew without a shadow of a doubt that something unbelievably embarrassing was written in that letter. Eyes narrowed Sam made a grab for the letter only to have Tristan hop back and clutch the crumpled paper to his chest. “No! Not yet!” he shouted cheeks aflame.



“Fine Rat Bastard always trying to make me go crazy—“ Sam stopped stared at his friend and the dawning slowly came. This was Tristan and suddenly tears began to roll down his cheeks and he threw himself at his friend wrapping strong arms around Tristan’s lithe form. “Tristan your back your back.” He whispers not trying to make sense of what is so obviously true just trying to accept what he couldn’t understand. Tristan was there warm arms wrapped about him. “I’ve missed you so much I thought… I thought I’d never be able to breath again and I cursed myself when every day I continued to do just that.” He whispered sobbing softly. Tristan just held him close stroking his friends back.



“Sam… Shhh…” he murmured.



“No Tristan… I felt as if part of my heart was missing!” Sam explained his voice thick with his tears as he buried his face in against Tristan’s neck.



“Yes…” Trist replied “I know.” The seriousness of his voice was so intense that Sam blinked softly and pulled back looking at his friend. “You need me.” He told Sam who sniffled and nodded his head a thick lock of black hair falling across his forehead only to be swept away by Tristan’s caressing fingertips.



“Yea…” Sam said not quite catching on to what Tristan was trying to say. “I need you.” He murmured finding himself closing his eyes as Trist’s fingers moved from his forehead to brush away his tears. “Why are you here?” he asked quietly big brown eyes wide with innocent curiosity the kind that comes with grief and the abatement of said grief.



Tristan bit his bottom lip watching his friends expression carefully then nodded his head. “I convinced certain important powers that my coming back would help a few people.” He said quietly “Namely You and I but not just the two of us there are others who will be affected by my return. However… there’s a catch.” He said heaving a soft sigh. “I can’t exactly tell you why I’m here if I do… I get hauled back. And… if I manage to accomplish what I’m here to accomplish I wont come back as a human but… something a bit different sorta like a strange kinda angel.” He explains “Although ‘God’ isn’t exactly what one would expect and neither are the ‘angels’.” He explained for a moment making a face of confusion before shrugging his shoulders.



“And… what does this have to do with me?” Sam asked equally confused.



“Everything.” Was all Tristan said.



“Everything?”



“Yes everything. My success hinges upon spending time with you while I’m here and keeping you from doing something unfailingly stupid. Do you remember Halloween when we were eighteen? Could you have been any dumber?” Tristan started to chuckle and Sam’s cheeks flamed.



“Hey! That girl slipped me XTC!” he snapped “Its not my fault I started rubbing against every person who walked by.” Tristan’s chuckles transferred into full fledged laughter. “And that guy was totally asking for it!” Sam continued “He had all that long hair I thought he was just a really FLAT girl.” Tristan’s laughter turned into rolling giggles and he shook his head.



“Sam your gay get over it.” Tristan gasped out.



“I beg your pardon! I dated a girl for five years!?” Sam replied looking indignant. Tristan smirked.



“Sam? Didn’t it ever strike you as odd that you never wanted to face her while you fucked her?!” Tristan’s voice dripped sarcasm.



“There’s nothing wrong with fucking a woman from behind you get better depth!” Sam defended himself “besides you are one to talk mister ‘I’m just exploring my sexuality.’ How many men did you fuck around with Hrrrmm?” He asked smirking at his friend.



“I got news for you buddy ” Tristan replied “I wasn’t exploring my sexuality. I’m gay and I have been for as long as I could remember. I never told you when I was alive because I thought you’d flip out.”



Sam stared at his friend in open mouthed shock. “But what about all the woman you fucked?!”



“Boasts most of them some of my conquest were real but that was the real exploration. I don’t like fucking a woman facing her either.” He made his point arching an eyebrow at Sam as if to say ‘Hah!’.



“Oooh shit ” Sam said letting out a long whistle “You should have told me Trist. You know me better then to assume I wouldn’t have understood.”



“Maybe.” Was all he’d say. “Now run go take a shower we’re going out!”



Sam frowned slightly glanced around his meager apartment and arched an eyebrow at Tristan. “We are?” he asked dubiously. “Well… if I am going to go take a shower you have to come visit with me while I do. I’m not letting my dead friend out of my sight. Considering I’m probably absolutely bonkers insane right now I would like to have you within seeing distance so that you don’t disappear like the apparition I know you are.”



Tristan arched his eyebrow once more it was an action he was well suited for one he liked doing and one that made him look utterly ridiculous with his choir boy charm. “You want to invite the gay man in to watch you shower? I’m stunned! Or does this prove my earlier point?” he wiggled his eyebrows in a lascivious manner then chuckled as he followed Sam into the bathroom.



Clothes started coming off before they even hit the door and Sam tossed a glance over his shoulder at Trist with a scoff “You’ve seen me naked a time or two it’s not like it’s anything new. Shit when we were little we took baths together. It ain’t nothing you haven’t seen before.” He started to laugh softly shaking his head.



“DON’T even remind me!” Tristan’s voice came warningly and he too started laughing.



“Oooh we were so young and innocent then it makes so much sense now!” Sam nearly doubled over with laughter as he unzipped and dropped both pants and boxers. “I can’t believe you did it! You tried to grab my dick when we were taking a bath so many times. I thought it was just healthy curiosity.”



“It WAS just healthy curiosity!” Tristan argued “curious about being gay!” Of course Sam was completely naked by this point leaning over to turn on the water his perfect bubble-butt far to bared for Tristan’s comfort. He turned his head away leaning against the bathroom counter with a soft sigh.



Turning his head Sam noticed that Tristan was trying not to look and smirked wiggling his ass pointedly and teasingly at his friend. “Oh suddenly you tell me your gay and you can start staring?” he teased him but the truth was Sam’s belly was clenched tight and he couldn’t figure out why.



The warm rush of water started in a steady stream and Sam stepped beneath it getting himself good and wet and started the daily routine of washing himself. “Look Sam you shouldn’t tease a man who hasn’t tasted flesh for far too long.” Tristan admonished chuckling and shaking his head. It was just far too strange to be sitting here with the man he’d wanted to fuck since they day he knew what fucking was while said man removes his clothes and begins to shower - - without him! Not fair simply not fair.



Talking about Tristan’s time out of body was far to difficult for Sam so he changed the subject. “Where are we going?”



“Well I figured we’d do what we did every Halloween. Grab us some beers head out to a good cemetery and tease the local teenagers until they run screaming from us in fear. Or we could head to a party and I could slip you some XTC and watch you rub yourself over every passing person male or female. That would be rather amusing.” Tristan smirked watching the incredibly erotic image of Sam’s form hazy and outlined by the shower curtain that hid just enough and not enough at the same time. The pants Tristan was wearing began to grow tight around the groin and he shifted to find some level of comfort.



“And some how your gonna accomplish what it is you’re here for going to parties and clowning around with me.”



“So I hope.” Tristan replied “I’d very much like to be able to stick around even if you’re the only one who can really see me still looking like the Tristan you used to know. I can’t even tell my parents.”



Sam sobered up “How long do you have?” he asked scrubbing shampoo through his too long locks.



“Until dawn.” Tristan replied his voice so soft that it was barely audible over the rush of water.



“Dawn?? But that’s only twenty four hours Trist! Is that enough time? I don’t think I could loose you again I just don’t think I could survive it.”



“I know and I hope so Sam. I really really hope that its enough time.” Tristan’s mouth went suddenly dry as Sam turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. His hair was slicked back and his bronzed skin shone with little beads of water trailing down his chest and along his abdomen. Tristan watched as a particularly adventuresome drop slid into the nest of curls between his friends legs staring with open hunger.



Sam cleared his throat and Trist’s head snapped up his cheeks flaming a brilliant shade of crimson. “Sheesh I’m not that tasty and I’m the most vain man you know.” Sam said to his friend leaning over to snatch a towel from the rack and dry himself while Tristan tried unsuccessfully to regain his composure.



“You know damned well your that tasty in fact I’m surprised you never caught on to how I looked at you all through school specially in the locker rooms. Your rather dense you do realize.”



With a laugh Sam nodded his head “Yea I know…” he said then “So… your attracted to me?”



Tristan blinked at his friend smirking slightly “I’d have to be straight not to be.”



“Huh.” Was all Sam said but thoughts were whirling about in his mind. He’d always been curious about what it would be like to have sex with a man and here his best friend in the entire world was making something akin to a blatant offer. Turning on his heels before his thought could be read upon his face Sam made a beeline for the door and into his bedroom Tristan following close behind.



“So… what’s our first stop then?” Sam asked as he began to draw his clothing on a pair of old worn boxers some faded blue jeans and a shirt with the headless horsemen parading around with a pumpkin in his hand instead of a head.



“Your mother bought you that shirt didn’t she? She was always trying to make us get all dressed up for Halloween.” Tristan smirked as his friend laughed and nodded his head. “Well I figured we’d drive around maybe catch a bite to eat. I have been dying literally for a good Philly cheese steak sandwich you know the one at that old dinner that we used to hang out at in high school. After that I figured we’d just spend time together talk and when night fell we’d have fun like we used to.”



Socks in place Sam began to pull on his sneakers nodding his head. “I’m about starving too and it’s… eleven thirty perfect timing. Come on.” He said and with that the two of them went for the door.



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When they arrived at the little dinner they used to spend so much time in as youths Sam got one hell of a shock. His ex girlfriend was sitting at a booth all alone staring at a half eaten sandwich and swirling her straw around her soda-pop.



“Shit can she see you?” he asked Tristan glancing at his friend.



“Yea but I look like a short red head with dimples.” He grinned winking at his friend. “Think up a name for me in case she asks.”



They walked towards the table figuring to get it out of the way she would see Sam sooner or later anyhow and then the hyjinx would ensue.



“Carolyn ” Sam said his eyes frosty which is a feat for some one who generally emits such warmth from his sparkling brown orbs.



She jumped blinking up at him and then offered him a weak smile. “Sam… How are you?” she asked her voice soft. She was a pretty little thing blonde hair blue eyes her figure was out of this world. And for the first time in a long time Sam simply didn’t give a damn.



“Fine this is my friend…” he glanced at Tristan “Bruce.” Sam couldn’t hide the grin that came onto his face as Tristan gritted his teeth and Sam hummed the tune to the Saturday night live skit ‘The ambiguously gay duo.’



“Nice to meet you Bruce.” Carolyn said in that soft voice of hers that used to get Sam so hot he thought he’d cream his pants. Now it was just annoying.



“Yea you too.” Trist said nodding his head to her.



“Hey… Sam there’s this party going on tonight Josh’s house by the cemetery you know the one that he puts on every year. You gonna be there? It should be a blast.”



Sam shrugged “Maybe I guess.” He said sounding noncommittal.



She placed a twenty down on the table and nodded “Well I’d like to stick around and chat but I have to be getting on my way. I hope you show up… I really do Sam…” she paused “I miss you.” And with that she got out of her seat and nearly ran for the door leaving Sam and Tristan staring after her.



“Oooh boy.” Was all Tristan said and Sam nodded his head.



“Yea.”



The meal went off without a hitch they ate and talked. Sam told Tristan about what happened between he and Carolyn but Tristan appeared to already have known. Throughout the meal Tristan kept catching Sam glancing up at him looking at him in this oddly tender manner and his heart soared he wasn’t sure but he thought maybe he wasn’t wrong in assuming Sam too was gay but that was still yet to be determined and as much as Tristan wished for it he couldn’t be positive.

After their meal they spent the day lounging talking they even went to the park and revisited the places that they used to love so much when Tristan was alive. A time or two tears would sparkle in Sam’s eyes and Tristan would simply put an arm around his shoulder and tell him he understood. It was hard but Sam would nod his head and they would move on to the next place.



Words flowed like water conversation and fragments of memories seeped into the two men as they enjoyed each others company and before too long it was growing dark and children began to drift out of their homes parents holding their hands as they begged candy off of various houses.



They were driving around in a moment of comfortable silence when Sam glanced up at his friend. “Hey… I think we should go to that party. I kinda wanna see Carolyn…” he said and Tristan felt his heart plummet into the ground. It was such a sense of despair that met him that for a moment he didn’t believe he could talk so instead he just nodded.



Upon arrival they were greeted by numerous friends all with beer in hand some dressed in ridiculous costumes and playing music far to loud for anyone with any care for their ear drums. Josh always threw great Halloween parties. He even dug up his front lawn with numerous open graves.



Walking about Sam introduced Tristan to friends he’d known for years and they were non the wiser either. It was a bit strange as if his dearest friend wore some immaculate Halloween costume one that fooled absolutely everyone but Sam. They drank and talked and had fun but Tristan kept watching as Sam glanced around looking for Carolyn appearing slightly nervous unsure. It wasn’t a good sign not for Tristan.



Finally after a couple hours she swept into the room in all her glory. She came dressed as an oversexed witch. Long hair streaming behind her with streaks of black the clichéd witches hat and a dress that didn’t leave much to the imagination. She spotted Sam right away and moved towards him.



“Sam! You came!” she sounded happy about it and Sam appeared unsure.



“Yea we were just about to head out.” News to Tristan who stood at his side and watched the encounter trying not to make sarcastic comments about the cheating bitch of a woman who broke the heart of the man he was in love with.



“Oh… well… do you think maybe we could talk for a moment?” She asked giving a look of insecurity. She was good at those. In fact it was the reason she said she’d cheated on him. She just felt so bloody insecure. A shame indeed but still not a good enough reason.



“Sure ” Sam said taking her arm and leading her to a quieter part of the house and seating her down on a little coffee table. Tristan followed but hung back enough to give the impression of privacy while he eavesdropped.



Reaching out Carolyn took Sam’s index finger and held it as if she were a small child and he an intimidating adult. “Look Sam… I miss you. I … I know I fucked up but damnit… I just cant stop thinking of you. Every day every day I think about how much you mean to me and I just cant let you go. I know its selfish but could you find it in your heart to forgive me? I know. I know. I broke your heart and I don’t deserve a damned thing but could you just… could you just think about it?” she took a deep breath which made Tristan fear her breasts would pop out of that dress all together and then let it out in a slow sigh gazing mournfully up at the man who she’d dated for five years.



Sam seemed to ponder her words and finally he nodded. “I’ll think about it.” He said pulling his hand free of her grip then without another word he turned and grabbed Tristan. “Lets get out of here.” He said his voice sounding flat emotionless. Tristan was concerned.



They left the party without much fanfare in fact at the pace Sam was going Tristan was certain that any minute he might sprout wings and suddenly take flight. Instead of getting into the car like Tristan thought he might do he continued to walk towards the cemetery.



“You gonna take her back?” Trist asked experimentally the first words spoken since leaving the party and Carolyn behind.



“I don’t know ” was all Sam would say stepping through the gate of the cemetery and up onto the grassy little hill that lead to their favorite tree.



“I guess I could understand if you did but I don’t like it.” Tristan said following beside his friend and then running on ahead beating him to the tree.



They sat down backs to the old worn trunk and gazed up at the stars. “Do you think that you’ll end up leaving?” Sam said “Do you think you can accomplish what you set out to do?” he asked.



“I don’t know.” He said “But lets focus on spending the last hours of our time together If I have to leave I want to feel good about being here with you.” Tristan whispered heaving a soft sigh.



Suddenly Sam turned to Tristan and shoved him so hard that he toppled over giving a humph and a small shrieking sound. “What was that for?” He exclaimed frowning pointedly at his friend.



“For dying. Fool.” Sam replied then shrugged his shoulders.



“Hey Trist? What’s it like having sex with a man? I’m curious. Is it true about men having something like a G spot in their… you know?” Sam asked and Tristan laughed arching an eyebrow.



“Wanna find out?” He asked simply wiggling his eyebrows at his dearest friend causing him to blush even brighten than Tristan had earlier when he was caught stealing a peek.



“Come on I’m serious!”



“And what makes you think I’m not Sam?” he asked eyes deadly serious. “I’ve been dead six months you better believe I wanna a piece of ass.”



“Oh so that’s all I am to you?” Sam fluttered his eyelashes in a dramatic manner “A Piece of ass! HURMPH!”



“Yeap.” Tristan replied grinning from ear to ear though his eyes spoke a different story all together all full of tenderness and longing. It was so intense that Sam had to look away and upon doing so he saw that the crumpled up envelope that had held his letter had fallen out of Tristan’s pocket and onto the ground.



Biding his time Sam waited until Tristan had laid out upon the ground staring up through the beautiful gold and red leaves at the stars and then he leaned over and picked up the letter. He took his time opening it trying to be as quiet as he possibly could and when he finally got the letter open he began to read.



Sam



I am writing you this letter with no intent to ever share it with you but I just had to get out my feelings or I think I will soon explode. I love you. I have loved you from the time we were kids and I will always love you with every breath I take. I know that you are straight and I know you love Carolyn might even marry her one day but my heart will always be in your hands. Every look I’ve ever given you every touch every shared joke it was all with love in my heart. Even now as I sit here writing you this letter I cry for the love that will never be recognized. I have tried to find some one to replace you but I simply can’t and I find the taste of another’s lips turn bitter on my tongue. I am yours forever always. My love my heart my soul – Its all yours. If this letter ever finds you rest assured it was not intended to and that I do not expect you to suddenly change. Just be who you are because that’s what I love so much about you.



Love always



Tristan



Sam stared at the letter his eyes misting with tears and then turned to look at Tristan. He’d noticed that Sam had picked up the letter and watched him as he’d read it and now he sat there regarding him with a look on his face the look a man gives his lover when he first tells him he loves him. Sam could crush him he knew this and in his heart he felt he might never know a moment sweeter then this one.



“Well?” Tristan asked his voice low soft. Sam couldn’t help but feel something stirring in his blood something that felt remarkably like desire. He had always loved Tristan… but was he IN love with him? There was only one way to find out.



Sam carefully folded the letter in silence slipping it back into its envelope and then put it in his pocket all while Tristan watched on fear beginning to glimmer in those beautiful green depths of his. Sam didn’t want to see that fear so as Tristan began to sit up once more as if about to run away to get away from Sam and the silence that began to stretch on. Without thinking about it Sam’s hand came to curl around Tristan’s neck and he pulled his friend into an embrace. His lips met Tristan’s soft and inviting mouth and he kissed him with all of his heart.



Two things happened. First Tristan gave a startled sound deep in his throat and second Sam felt himself almost immediately grow hard beneath his jeans. Oh yes he was definitely interested in Tristan and he felt as if for the first time he was finally seeing things clearly. Frantic hands began to pull at Trist’s shirt hands that ached to run over the well defined muscles beneath the smooth skin of Tristan’s pale flesh. Sam wanted to touch him everywhere.



“Sam…” Tristan groaned his heart in his throat his mouth locking onto Sam’s in a kiss that soon grew so heated he felt as if he was eating his love from the mouth down devouring him claiming him. But it wasn’t Tristan that was doing the claiming it was Sam in his quiet exploration.



“Don’t worry.” He whispered to Trist “I’ve got your heart.” It was the closest to admission of love that Tristan had ever heard from his friends mouth and it made him want him all the more made him burn for Sam to have him to hold him close. He pulled Sam’s shirt up over his head fingernails scratching along his spine as he drew him close.



“Come here.” Trist murmured his voice husky needy and Sam complied pressing in close as he too pulled Tristan’s shirt off and tossed it to the ground.



Lips and hands moved caressed everywhere. Not any one place was left out of the frantic touching that ensued. Tristan found that Sam’s ears were extremely sensitive when he administered a particularly harsh bite only to hear his love moan in the most wonderfully wanton manner tilting his head so that he could get better access. Sam in turn found that Tristan’s neck was a place of great interest his teeth lightly raking as Tristan squirmed in his grip.



It didn’t take long for pants to be discarded and suddenly Sam felt nervous. “What are we doing?” he groaned softly and Tristan didn’t answer he just slide his hand down Sam’s belly burying fingers into the nest of curls so as to wrap his hand around the incredibly hard length of his shaft. That was all that he needed soon Sam’s head was resting back against the tree as Tristan began to stroke him slow at first tender gentle but with great strength. He was so masculine so masculine and yet so soft and gentle. It was a combination that had Sam’s head reeling it was almost too much for him to handle.



Without any warning Tristan lowered his head engulfing Sam’s cock into his mouth sliding and swirling his tongue over the underside of the sensitive shaft as he stroked the base of it with his hands and feather light fingertips. Giving a gasp of shocked surprise Sam’s hands came up to curl into the soft blonde waves of Tristan’s hair holding him tight pulling him down harder on his length while he moaned and whimpered wantonly. Tristan obliged taking his friend deeper into his throat hilting him in the warmth of his mouth sucking hard then soft before beginning on a slow rhythm that was designed to drive his love absolutely insane with need.



Having accomplished his task Tristan watched with adoration as Sam’s chest began to raise and fall his heart pounding in his chest his excitement near its peak. And just as Sam thought he’d loose all semblance of control in Tristan’s warm and comforting mouth he pulled back licking his lips gazing down at Sam with lust and love. It was a heady feeling but Sam was going crazy. “Why’d you stop? Why? Don’t stop oh gods please Tristan don’t stop.” He whispered panting softly.



“Let me make love to you.” He whispered and Sam’s breath froze in his throat his mouth going dry with nerves. “I… I know this should be gentle a first time should be slow and tender and loving but I need you and I don’t think I have the time nor the inclination to make it as slow and drawn out as I want it to be. Please let me make love to you and I promise I will make it up to you next time.” He whispered.



Sam nodded his head swallowing hard. “How do you want me?” he asked nervous unsure his voice wavering and unsteady.



“In every way imaginable.” Tristan replied smiling softly and then he said “Just lay on your back ” and he pulled a small bottle of ‘Astro glide’ from his pocket.



“Isn’t that mine?” Sam asked distracting himself for a moment. Tristan nodded.



“I saw it and I hoped but I wasn’t certain that this might happen.” He whispered.



“You were pretty certain you were gonna get laid.” Sam argued then chuckled slightly.



“No… I wasn’t and it frightened me.” Tristan whispered taking his own rock hard member in hand and coating it in the slick liquid then taking Sam’s hips and pulling them down tilting them up. He coated his fingers in the lubricant and gazed adoringly into Sam’s eyes as those fingers began to slide and probe against the tight opening of his ass. “Look at me and relax I love you I want this to be good.” He whispered.



Sam nodded his head “Okay.” He said his voice sounding hoarse his body responding instantly to the hesitant touch of his lovers fingers. He was so nervous that he had to make a conscious effort to relax his body completely and utterly new to this type of anal play. When the probing fingers began to push into him Sam thought he’d go insane. It hurt a little but Tristan took his time making it gentle going soft and smooth. Fingers glided into his body and then out beginning a slow rhythm.



“I’m getting you ready your tight I don’t want to hurt you.” He whispered still watching Sam’s eyes and not watching his fingers. “Look at me it will help remember I don’t want to hurt you I love you. Tell me if anything I do is uncomfortable I will change how I do it.” He whispered then turned his fingers to rub upwards aiming for the prostate.



He knew exactly when he hit it because Sam’s eyes got wide and he suddenly relaxed his body loosening his breath coming in a sharp pant. “Oh God GOD Tristan!” he cried out softly his voice muted with lust. “Oh don’t stop… Jesus… fucking… H… Christ.” He murmured and Tristan smiled taking that moment to add a third finger to the mix gently stretching him moving his fingers within him for a long time pressing up against the prostate then letting up all together on it only to stroke his digits in and out of the tight opening.



He spent a good amount of time on this and by the time he felt Sam was ready he was near tears with need. “Are you sure your ready?” Tristan asked and Sam nodded his head gazing up with those deep brown eyes of his so incredibly trusting so incredibly loving. Yes Loving Sam was clear he loved Tristan no matter what else happened he would have this night with him and he would never ever regret it.



Trist recoated his cock with the lubricant and then leaned over Sam settling in between his legs one hand lightly stroking his thigh as the other held him up. “Relax remember and tell me if I hurt you. I will go slow.” He told his friend. This was better then Tristan could have ever imagined it. While Sam was nervous he was incredibly open to trying things open to touching and loving every new thing with wide eyed and innocent wonder.



Grasping his own cock Tristan positioned himself against Sam’s entrance and with utter love in his eyes he began to gently push forward. At Sam’s wince Tristan brought one hand up to stroke his love’s face. “Bare down on me ” he whispered “Relax and open yes… that’s good oh gods.” His own breath caught as Sam did what was asked of him relaxing as much as he could giving himself up completely to Tristan’s loving embrace.



Sam’s hands came up to stroke the line of Trist’s shoulders then curl around his neck to caress his back as he gazed into his eyes focusing on breathing on memorizing that tender look that Tristan wore. It was intense the first time sharing such an experience and Sam’s heart was in his throat. The deeper Tristan went the more Sam felt as if he was owned mind body and soul. Finally with much slowness Tristan slid fully into him and Sam simply closed his eyes and savored the full feeling that this brought with it.



“Are you okay?” Tristan whispered bringing his mouth down to gently brush kisses over Sam’s lips and cheeks and nose and eyes.



“Yea… I’m good. It feels wonderful.” He whispered back arms holding Trist close loving. “Please… move I need you.” His voice came out in a bare whisper and Tristan nodded his head.



It started slow Tristan drawing out then slowly pushing back into him filling him full. Each movement brought a moan or a sigh of pleasure from Tristan’s mouth and in short order it began to do the same for Sam. It was amazing each thrust brought the length of Trist’s shaft over that sensitive spot inside him. It felt electric as if jolts of pleasure shot through his form with each thrust.



It didn’t take long for Sam to begin responding and when he did he lifted his hips up pressing himself against the invading member then letting his hips down as Tristan pulled back. “Gods… I need you I’ve needed you so long.” Tristan whispered whimpered really and that’s about when he really started to take him. He settled into a rhythm that was both fast and gentle not the rough hard strokes that he would manage were Sam seasoned in this form of love making but not quite the slow hesitance that he’d used earlier. “Tell me… tell me if feels good Sam.” He whispered his voice breaking on soft gasps uncontrollable moans that whispered through the branches of the tree and rose like prayers on the wind.



“It feels good It feels incredible.” Sam whispered moaning and then Tristan shifting so he could begin stroking Sam’s cock with each thrust. This startled Sam at first but soon he realized what Trist was doing he was adding to the pleasure he had the full intent of making Sam scream for him before this was over. At this pace it didn’t take long and soon Sam’s eyes locked on Tristan’s and they both panted softly making soft sounds that only two lovers entwined in each others arms have any right to make.



“Tristan… I’m so close…” Sam whispered and then arched his back and cried out his entire body tensing as orgasm came crashing down around him. Tristan met him half way burying his cock deep into Sam’s ass as he felt his entire body contract and tense his balls painfully tight as he began to erupt coating Sam’s warm body with thick hot fluid even as Sam coated his hand and both their bellies in the same way.



“Tristan… Tristan Tristan ” Sam began to murmur as he came down from the high of pleasure that incredibly blissful moment where all feels right with the world and you just know that everything will work out. Everything will be just fine. Tristan collapsed atop him and then curled arms around his neck and held him close pressing soft kisses to his neck and shoulder.



“Sam you are so sweet so wonderful more then anything I ever could have dreamed.” Tristan panted out his voice a bare whisper a soft brush of air against Sam’s sweat dampened flesh.



They laid like that in silence wrapped only in the crisp autumn night with the sound of their labored breathing ringing in the still darkness around them. And after a short while they both dozed their arms and legs entwined holding each other loving each other. They slept it was peaceful sleep and not long before dawn Sam stirred and leaned in to kiss Tristan awake.

“Mmmph?” Tristan murmured blinking sleepy green eyes at the man he loved then gave him one of those heart stopping smiles. “Sam.” He murmured voice soft.



“Its almost Dawn.” Sam whispered “Please don’t go.”



Tristan looked up at the sky light beginning to creep up into the peaceful darkness as if some one was slowly raising the curtains on a new day. “I don’t think I can stay.” He whispered soft sad then wrapped his arms more fully about Sam. “I don’t know if I accomplished what I needed to.”



A tear escaped Sam’s eyes rolling unheeded down his cheek and Tristan joined him in the silent shedding of tears as the sun began to rise. “Sam…” Tristan began his throat closing off and choking the words.



“I love you Tristan… I love you so so much. When you go away I will always remember our friendship but when I think of our love… I’ll think of this of holding you of waking to you in my arms.” He whispered.



Tristan’s body suddenly began to glow and with a cry his head came back and he gasped a ragged breath. “Sam!!” he groaned his voice shallow and as suddenly as the glow began it faded away not so much like wisps of mist but rather seeping into Tristan’s very skin skin that had gone pale an almost iridescent white. He blinked green eyes eyes so green and inhumanely bright they reminded Sam of new grass. The blonde of his hair was now like burnished gold beautiful hallowing his head like strands of spun metal. “I’m staying.” He whispered his eyes bright his mouth pulled into a sudden grin.



“What? What?” Sam asked suddenly excited his heart doing flip flops as he grabbed Tristan and pulled him into a brutal kiss then laughed softly. “You needed me to admit you loved you all this time?” He asked shocked and pleased and utterly happy.



“Not just love me but love me as a partner as your other half.” He whispered cupping Sam’s cheeks in his hands gazing into his face. “I love you too Sam. And now your stuck with me. Forever.” He whispered nipping at his lower lip then hugging him tightly.



“What are you now?” Sam asked curling up in Tristan’s arms cuddling in close.



“I’m sorta like the Christian idea of what an Angel is. My job will be to help people in need and when I come home from working with despair and unhappiness every day it will be to your arms. The powers that be thought I was worthy but they weren’t sure. When… when we are created we must have something good and pure to latch onto. So we are sent back to the one person who we loved above all else and we hope beyond hope that they accept us. If they do without any constraints then we are elevated and we can stay. If they do not we are forced to return.”



“Tristan?” Sam asked softly after listening to those words.



“Yea love?”



“You’re my angel.”



And with those words Sam and Tristan began their new life together and all was indeed right with the world.



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Hed rather get fucked like a woman, than live life as a man!

Testing The Waters

First let me say that I am happily married and have been for thirty years. However lately with surfing the net my curiosity has risen as far as having some sexual contact with members of the same sex.



This morning was my first contact and I must say I am even more intrigued. I got up early and left for work so I would have about an hour and a half to mess around. I went to one of the all night stores where they sell all kinds of erotic things and have the video booths in the back. I found a booth with a couple of holes in the wall adjoining the booth next to it. I was able to watch my video clips and also watch whoever was next to me as they jacked off. One guy stood up and came towards the hole and proceeded to cum on the floor on his side of the wall. I moved my hand around in front of the hole hoping he would see and put his dick through the hole. Remember I don t really know what I am doing. Several guys came and went without doing much.



Another guy came and he was jacking off on his side and I was jacking off on my side. I finally got tired of waiting and pulled my pants up and was preparing to leave when all of a sudden the head of a dick just partially came though the hole. I surprised myself by reaching out and touching it. He pushed it in further so that the head and maybe a quarter of and inch was on my side. I once again surprised myself by bending down and licking on it. I put my mouth around it and tongued it and sucked on it. He moved it in a little further but I couldn t get much in my mouth.



I sucked on it for a little bit and then proceeded to jack him off with what little was coming through. Pretty soon I quit and he pulled it back through and left. Almost immediately someone tried to open the door to my booth. I didn t know what to do so I waited a few minutes before I left. There were a lot of men standing around in the hallway and all kind of looked at me. Being new to this I was somewhat embarrassed not knowing who it was and if he was there he knew who I was by my coming out the door.



I plan on going back during my lunch hour and see what happens next. I was hoping to feel and maybe even suck on a dick and did. I was really hoping someone would suck on mine and maybe they will at lunchtime. What do you call that a nooner?



By the way this guy s dick was a lot bigger around than mine. I don t know if it was stubby or if he just didn t stick it through as far as possible. I really want a dick further in my mouth so I can suck on it the way I have been reading about on the net. I would even consider having a dick up my butt if it isn t too large like the one I saw this morning.



Wish me luck!!

Eager twink sucking gay guard\\\’s dick like a cheap-ass sister

Another First Time Story Ch. 02

This is about the second time I ve sucked cock and it s also true.



It had been about two weeks since I had sucked cock for the first time and I couldn t stop thinking about it. Dan whom I had met on internet chat was the guy but I hadn t seen him online for awhile. When he finally came on one evening we started chatting and the talk quickly turned to sex. I essentially invited myself over to his place and he readily agreed but said he didn t have much time as he was going to work out with some friends that night. That wasn t a problem for me. I just wanted to feel his cock in my mouth again and this time I wanted to swallow all of his cum. Since time was a factor I told him to be naked when I got there which he had no problem with.



On the drive over my cock was hard as a rock and my hands were shaking as I was thinking about opening the door to his place and having a naked man waiting for me to suck him. I felt like a filthy slut and I liked it.



Dan had told me to just come in when I got there so I took a breath knocked on the door and opened it. I had been wondering if he was really going to be naked or not and I was not disappointed. He was standing in the kitchen when I came in and he didn t have a stitch of clothes on. He was just closing the refrigerator door after grabbing a beer and the first thing I noticed was how hard his nipples were. The second thing I noticed was his cock. It looked half erect and plump. It was about seven inches when hard and it looked almost halfway there. Welcome back. He said and I replied with a Thanks .



Immediately I dropped to my knees and he took about four steps towards me his penis swinging with each step. I was enraptured by the sight of it. It was like time slowed down but within a couple seconds his dick was right in front of my face. I kept my arms at my sides opened my mouth and he immediately pushed himself all the way in. I felt the thick rubbery head go past my lips and then the shaft with all its ridges and veins until my nose was bumping his shaved pubic area. This is where I wanted to be. I just held still there for a moment gently using my tongue on the underside of his cock feeling it grow harder in mouth and pushing my face back from his body. It tasted fantastic. It was clean with just a bit of man-taste to him: a kind of musky taste. It completely turned me on and I started working harder on him.



My hands left my sides and reached up to grip his smooth ass cheeks. I dug my fingers into his ass crack using the leverage to push and pull his thick cock in and out of my face. My mouth felt stretched to its limit by his hardness and my saliva was beginning to leak out and run down my chin as I bobbed on his spit-coated cock. When I looked up at him one of his hands was still holding his unopened beer and the other was pulling on one of his hard nipples stretching and twisting it. As I was watching his hand left his chest and he put it behind my head. Slowly he forced my head towards him pushing more of his dick into my mouth. Inch by inch he shoved it in and I loved the feeling of him using my face for his pleasure. His cock however hit the back of my throat and I gagged a little so he pulled my head back with the grip he had on my hair until he was out of my mouth completely. I took a deep breath to regain my composure and jacked off his slippery cock with all the spit on there. He opened his beer and asked me if I wanted to go to the couch. I nodded yes stood up and followed his naked ass in.



He sat on the couch with his legs spread wide open obviously waiting for my mouth to get back down there. I just stopped for a couple seconds to admire him.



His cock was hard and shiny and resting on his groin area and his shaved balls looked full as they hung there. I wanted to suck him again. I wanted him to choke me with that cock. I wanted him to use my mouth for his pleasure. I wanted his hot cum to flood my mouth. I was a slut for it and we both knew it.



Quickly I stripped off all of my clothes and my own dick was like a steel bar dripping pre-cum from the tip. Jack your cock for me he said so I did. I moved closer until I was standing between his open legs and lewdly pulled on myself right in front of him making squishy noises from all the wetness that was there. My cock-head flared from the workout it was getting and a long string of pre-cum hung at the tip that Dan reached up to grab and put on his nipples. He pulled them away from his body to the breaking point as he watched me jerk off through his glazed eyes.



That s hot boy. Now suck my nipples. This was something I had not done before but I leaned towards him and my mouth engulfed his left nipple. I licked and sucked it feeling the hair around it which was a new experience. Harder boy he said and his hand went to the back of my head pushing it down. To make this easier I straddled him so I could suck harder. I put my entire mouth around his nipple and bit down. He squirmed in pleasure so I bit harder and pulled his nipple away from his body with my teeth. He moaned in pleasure and his hand reached down to grab both of our cocks. Roughly he jerked us off together as I gnawed on one nipple and then the other biting and sucking until I was sure I d leave a bruise. He still had a handful of my hair pushing me down on his chest and rubbing my face into it. Suck me again. I want your hot mouth on my cock. He said as he moved his hand to the top of my head and pushed me down.



I was back on my knees again and his heavy balls were right in front of my face but I picked his cock up off his stomach with my right hand and stroked it up and down a couple times. This brought pre-cum to the tip which I rubbed on my lips before opening up and taking as much of him in as I could. I wasn t able deep throat him but I got enough in that the rest of his dick was held at the base with my fist so I started jacking him off while sliding that thick hard pole in and out of my mouth. It didn t take long and I was drooling again making him wet and slippery making it easier to slide his cock in and out of my stretched mouth. My hand twisted and gripped on it s ride up and down his shaft as I sucked him in earnest. I didn t want this to end but at the same time I wanted to taste his cum in my mouth. I couldn t get enough of the feast I was having and I went wild on him causing him to buck his hips up to match my mouth going down. My face was getting fucked in a nasty way. I just held my head still and let him use my mouth. He was fucking and using my face like the slut I had become. He was slamming in hard enough that I would occasionally gag as he hit the back of my throat. Just as I thought he was about to cum he pulled his dick out of my mouth causing me to gasp for breath and told me to lick his balls.



My face moved further down into his crotch where that manly smell was stronger and I ran my tongue up one of his testicles. I felt it roll under my tongue in the loose skin and began lapping it like a dog. Soon it too was covered in my spit and I gave the other one the same treatment. I was licking hard enough that his balls would roll over my tongue and then drop down on my chin making it wet with my own saliva. I looked up at him to see how I was doing and one of his hands was pulling on a nipple and the other was holding his beer. Suck them he said. Put the whole thing in your mouth. So I did of course and sucked his entire left nut into my mouth rolling it around in there and then moved to the next one. I wanted so badly to get them both in there but they were too big and full. Back and forth I went from one to the other kneeling between this man s legs servicing him and doing what I was told.



This didn t last too long because I heard him set his beer down and felt both of his hands on my head guiding me back up to his cock. I sucked it off his stomach and back into my mouth reveling in the taste of all the pre-cum leaking out of it. He was holding my head hard and slowly moving it up and down his prick. He was moving slow enough that I could feel every ridge and vein as I went up and down on him. Dan would pull my face up to the tip of his cock and slowly push me down. I could feel the head of his cock make an extended entrance into my mouth until the ridge would slip past my lips and I would continue down over that thick shaft stretching my lips until I got as far as I could. He must have been able to feel my hesitation as the gag factor kicked in because he would then pull me back up to repeat the process. Before long the tempo picked up and he was truly fucking my face and spewing forth profanities as he did so.



That s it. Suck my hard cock. Can ya feel how hard it is? Suck it you filthy cock-slut. Fuck you re gonna make me blow a nut in your mouth. I m gonna fill your mouth with my cum. Do you want that? I just nodded at the last statement and his hips rose up to meet my face as he went wild with lust. Suck me you filthy bitch I m getting close! And then without warning he pulled my head back until his dick popped out of my mouth. I looked at him and he hissed at me to get down on the floor.



I did as I was told and sat back on the floor propped up on my elbows. Within seconds his legs were on either side of my head his balls were on my chin and his thick hard cock was back into my throat. He fucked my face hard and there was nothing I could do but accept and try not to choke on that thick thing thrusting in and out of my drooling mouth.



You want it? he asked. You want my cum in your mouth? Again I nodded with my mouth full and he pulled his dick out and began stroking it right in front of my open mouth. I couldn t wait for that cum. I wanted to feel it s hotness on my tongue. I wanted my mouth full of it and it leaking out of the corners of my mouth. I wanted to drown in it. My mouth was open wide and my tongue was out waiting for it. He looked down at me waiting for it and his pace increased until his hand was practically a blur. Dan s free hand went to the back of my head just as his wanking stopped. He held tight onto his cock and I felt the head swell as it lay on my tongue and then I was awash in his cum. It literally sprayed out. A little went on my face but most of the first shot was in the back of my mouth and all over my tongue. The first blast was already oozing down the back of my throat making me want to swallow but I resisted as the second shot hit me. I could smell the cum. I could taste it and it tasted sweet. I wanted more and I wasn t to be disappointed. Another blast flooded me and it began to run out of my mouth. It was then that he thrust his cock in forcing more cum out of my mouth. He shot two more times and I had to swallow. It easily went down and I swallowed again trying to get as much as I could. His cock was buried deep in my mouth and already I thought I felt it getting softer when he pulled it out and began to slap it against my face. My mouth was still wide open as he whacked me with his cock still slippery with spit and cum. He had a firm grip on it causing the head to swell up all purple and plum-like when he tired of hitting me with it and shoved it back into my mouth forcing my face onto it until my nose was pressed into his groin. I went wild on it using my mouth like a squeegee trying to get every drop and causing him to buck with the intensity of it.



Within a few seconds he stumbled backwards and collapsed on the couch so I crawled over on my hands on knees to suck his softening cock. A drop of cum was oozing out of it as I sucked it into my mouth again. It felt so good to have him softening in my mouth. This way I could get it all and I did. Gently I worked it: doing what I like done to mine after I ve blown a load into some chicks mouth. I cleaned him up and treated his cock like the king that it was. After a good five minutes of rolling his deflated meat around in my mouth he pushed me away.



I want to see you cum. He said so I stood up and began jacking myself right in front of him. I want it on my chest. Right here. And he pointed to the space between his nipples. I breathed out an Ok and climbed up onto the couch and stood there with my feet planted on either side of him looking down over my cock at his face as he looked up at me whacking off for him. It didn t take long and I was ready so I crouched down a bit and aimed the head at the space he wanted. I pulled back tight opening the cum spout at the head and shot a thick heavy load in the valley of his chest. My balls pulled up tight as they emptied themselves all over him.



My cum is thick and syrupy and it pooled up on his chest slowly oozing downward. Dan ran both his hands through it spreading it onto his nipples. Lick it up he told me and I did. I ran my tongue up the middle of his chest drinking in my own thick cum and cleaning up the trails he left to his nipples. I sucked him clean like the cum slut that I had become and he pushed me away so he could stand up.



I was on my haunches on the floor as he stood up and I had a perfect view of his spent cock hanging over his empty balls from there. It looked used up and soft from all my sucking and I wanted more of it so I reached up grabbed his ass and gobbled up his cock again. It s entirety fit easily into my mouth but after just a few seconds he had had enough and pushed my head away. I fell back to the floor and I watched his ass as he headed to the bathroom.



When he came back he didn t even bother getting dressed. He just flopped his ass onto the couch and said Thanks man. You suck a mean dick. That was great. I was looking at his thick soft cock as I lay there naked on the floor and told him he was welcome when he said I met this guy the other day you might like. He s married and has sucked me off a couple times in the car. I haven t done it to him but his cock is huge. It s gotta be 10 inches if anything. It s thick too. Looks like a damn telephone pole. I could barely get my hand around it. My cock twitched at the thought of it when he said I think you d like it …