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My name’s Rick. My wife is Morgan. I’m 33 and she’s 35. I’m 5′10″, short light brown hair, 165 pounds and am reasonably smooth. Not muscular. Not skinny. Kind of just right if you know what I mean. Morgan is tall and slender. 5′9″ and maybe 145 pounds. She’s got medium length dishwater blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes, 34b breasts and has a short waistline and long legs.

We met ten years ago and started doing the casual dating thing. This was where I dated other women and she dated other men. We had a great friendship relationship going with a lot of hot sex to compliment it. Neither one of us took the relationship seriously for a couple of years. The emotional attachment wasn’t there and I think this led to our being much more open and free sexually with each other.

We did public sex together. We experimented with another girl. This was Morgan’s second time with same sex fun and for her it just wasn’t that great a deal. She decided that she just wasn’t into women. We watched a lot of porn of every type and variety from good stuff to lousy. We’d sit back on my couch naked watching and playing with each other for seemingly hours with her cumming numerous times while she brought me to the edge time after time until I begged her to make me shoot off. She liked watching gay porn as well as straight. She liked tranny flicks if they were hot. She loved ones where the woman dominated the man and made him do her bidding no matter how kinky it got.

This got us into her asking me to let her dominate me. I “reluctantly” agreed and let her tie me to the corners of the bed. She’d let her imagination run a little wild and would “force” me to suck big dildos. I bought her a strap on that had a double dick. She’d strap it on and a five inch cock would be in her while an eight inch one would stick out in front of her. She’d get blistering hot and would delight in fucking me while she jerked off my cock and came all over the cock in her pussy. She’d call me her slut boy cocksucker while she fucked me and we graduated to her sucking out all my cum and then feeding it to me in a hot French kiss.

What she didn’t know and still doesn’t know to this day is that I had always had a thing for cocks and hot guys. When I was a younger this guy down the block named Jack who was a little older and I would look at his father’s skin mags and jerk off together. He was about my size but had a larger dick than my 6 ½ inch one. I’d watch his hand sliding up and down his longer and thicker shaft til he came which would push me over and I’d cum like a horse. One day he asked if I wanted to jerk him off. I laughed at him and told him no but I couldn’t take my eyes off of him while he stroked.

“Come on Rick. You can’t take your eyes off of me. And it’s just stroking it. Nothing else.” He said to me as I watched the head of his cock get redder and wetter with pre cum. My right hand seemed to have a mind of it’s own as I reached over and replaced his hand with mine. “That’s it Rick. Just do it like you do yours.” I jacked him up and down slowly relishing every stroke. I slid up and down the shaft with my right hand and then reached over with my left to cup the big head and massaged it with my palm. He lasted no more than a minute before he came what seemed like a cupful all over my hands. I kept it up until nothing else leaked out of his cock and it was so sensitive that he had to push my hand away. “Jesus that was fucking good Rick. You won’t have to go to college if you just give hand jobs!” I laughed and went to the bathroom to wash my hands.

We used to get together once a week or so but after the hand job it became three or four days a week. He’d be on the couch and I’d be on the floor next to him. I liked being up close to the action so to speak where I could see all the detail of his cock complete with big veins, red head and oozing pre cum. One day I was jacking him off. I liked using baby oil and getting his cock and balls all wet and slick. I’d gotten so good at it that I could make him last for ten minutes before he blasted big ropes of cum all over the place. I had been doing his dick for a few minutes and he was watching my hand slide over him. “You know what would be fucking unbelievable Rick?”

I didn’t miss a stroke as I looked at him and asked what.

“It’d be so hot if you sucked the head of my cock while you stroked me. I’d give anything to see my dick in your hot looking mouth.” He said as he arched his hips up.

“Yeah right. I’m not a fucking fag Jack.” I said as I stared at my hand stroking his fat cock.

“Of course you aren’t a fag Ricky. You’re just a guy who likes to play with cocks. That doesn’t make you a fag. And you know you want to do it. Cmon Ricky, just this one time to see what it’s like.”

I was really into his cock at that moment. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. In my mind I already knew I was going to do it and I wanted it so bad. Wanted to taste it and feel it against my tongue. I had unconsciously moved to where his cock was just inches from my mouth. Jack kept talking to me about how he knew I wanted to do it and I finally just couldn’t resist any more. I moved my open mouth those last few inches and closed it over the head of his gorgeous cock.

“Oh fucking Jesus that’s fucking hot.” Moaned Jack as I swirled my tongue around the head while my hand was sliding up and down the shaft. He had his hand on the back of my head and was pushing me down onto his big dick until it slid into my throat and gagged me. I pulled back but he increased pressure and was suddenly thrusting his cock into my mouth. “Oh fucking yes you little slut. Suck my cock you little fag cocksucker.”

I was shocked at what he was saying to me but I was really into his cock fucking into my mouth. I liked the power of making him hump my face and suddenly I didn’t care what he called me I just wanted to make him cum with my mouth. He was pushing his cock into me and I was bobbing my head up and down while I stroked him. All of a sudden his cock seemed to swell a little bit and he pushed my head down hard. I felt a gush of hot cum shoot into my throat. It choked me and I pulled back while the rest of his cum poured into my mouth. I didn’t swallow it but held it in my mouth not knowing what to do. I straightened up and looked down at him as his chest heaved and he panted for breath. I had done this to him. I had the power to make him cum.

“Fuck that was hot Rick. You sucked me so fucking good. Now we have to make you cum.” He said as I looked at him. He had me sit on the couch so that my cock, balls and ass were over the edge of the cushion. He took the oil I used on him and for the first time ever he used it to get me slick and wet from my cock to my balls and down to my asshole. My cock was rock hard and the head was all red and hot to the touch. He slid his fingers down to my ass and started playing with my hole. I had played around with it on my own sticking one or two fingers in. Jack slid a finger into me as I stroked my cock up and down. “Yeah do your fag cock Ricky. Do it while I finger fuck your pussy.”

He held my balls with his other hand and squeezed them while I jacked off and then he stuck a second finger into me and started fucking in and out. I lasted seconds before shooting a huge load of cum that splattered onto my chest and near my face. Jack took his fingers out and scooped up my cum and then fed it to me.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun together Ricky baby.”

Over the next few weeks we were pretty much inseparable. Jack was totally addicted to my mouth and I was totally addicted to his cock. And of course the friendship changed from one of equality to one where he was in control. Contrary to what Jack had told me when he was coaxing me into sucking his cock and eating his cum, he now considered me a fag. He’d call me a cocksucker, blow job boy, pussy bitch and pretty much anything else humiliating that he could think of. But I didn’t care. I just wanted to suck his cock and eat his cum whenever I could.

One day we had gone to the movies together. In the theater he had his jacket over his lap and I had his cock out and was playing with it while we watched the film. When the movie was over we went into the restroom and I sucked him off in a stall while all these guys were coming in and out peeing. By now I had mastered getting his cock into my throat without gagging and I was swallowing the head of his dick with my throat muscles while I clenched his ass cheeks with my hands. He was shaking with intensity when he unloaded his cum into my throat. I never even tasted it. It went directly down. We went back to his parent’s place and to his room where we watched some porn and then he watched me jerk my cock off for him. When I came he made me scoop up the cum and eat it and then show it to him in my mouth before I swallowed it.

Things kept progressing with Jack. I’ll tell you more in part 2.

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gaylover — Wed, 21 Jul 2010 15:17:57 +0000

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Chapter 2: Gift Baskets

Eclipse was so happy today, even considering the fact that some dark magicians had shown up on the grounds. Yes, the headmistress was having a babe and getting married to a babe… damn, why hadn’t he gotten to Vaccari first. The man just had an ass that wouldn’t quit….

But Eclipse had always had an eye for such things, but never really saw how good looking he was, most of his older students had noticed however. He was tall, had thick brown hair, and aside from antlers, which he kept fairly short because it was a hassle, no one could tell that he was an anthromorph.

So he continued with the gift basket full of nice and naughty gifts he gave to every new and leaving staff member, all done up pretty with bows and ribbons laced through…. in Christmas colors of course. What? He couldn’t help it! So what if it was the beginning of the school year… he liked Christmas the best.

The reindeer hummed and skipped down the hallway right to the new professor’s office and knocked on the door, leaning in with a smile.

“Welcome! I’m the herbology professor, Eclipse, and I’ve got you a wonderful little basket here!”

Then he noticed, and he set the basket on the desk as he approached. “Jackie, is that you?! My gods, it’s been years!” It had been at least five or so years… since he had taught the other.

Jack smiled his famous shit-eating smile and took off his glasses as the other seemed to recognize him. Sure he was taller now and had grown even better looking since his school days.

“Jackie, is that you?! My gods, it’s been years!”

“Hey Professor Raincrest,” he said with a brilliant smile. “It’s been about five or four years since graduation. I can see that you’ve been keeping in shape. And you still got an ass that kills,” he said with a wink.

“Well, thank you Mr. Jack,” he nodded a head slightly with the same perky smile. He’d just gotten these pants yesterday, so he was pleased to know they showed off the ‘merchandise’ well. “You’re much better now that you do not have to wear those plaid outfits! Love the shades!”

“Hey, I think that I pulled off the plaid wonderfully not that I liked wearing them,” he said with a devilish smirk. Now the other could seem him in his usual sexy attire. He was in a pair of jeans that hugged his butt and a green t-shirt that was a size too small.

“And if I remember correctly,” he pulled some mistletoe from behind the other’s ear. “You could never say no to a Christmas tradition.” He smiled cheekily as he held the mistletoe over them.

Eclipse paused for a moment. He wasn’t supposed to kiss students. Though Jack was no longer his student (and a very attractive man), it still felt slightly weird. “…I never could say no.”

Jack noted that the other seemed hesitant and that rather upset him. So, as they kissed he decided to warm the other up. He was no longer his student and he could do whatever the hell he wanted to.

The reindeer smiled indeed and moved closer, letting his lips softly brush Jack’s in the picture-perfect ‘mistletoe kiss’. Then the reindeer moved back a few paces, rolling his eyes but chortling nonetheless. “Really, you had to use the opportunity to grope my ass. Then again, you boys did seem rather fond of it in class.”

“Honestly, you can’t blame us for liking it,” he teased as walked over and sat on his desk. “And you know you teased us every chance you got when you bent over like this.” Of course he leapt up and demonstrated. “Jerk… We immediately had to run to the bathroom after class.”

Eclipse chuckled into his hand at the other’s demonstration. Sure, it was alluring but he thought he didn’t get the whole effect because he didn’t picture himself getting a piece of it like they did with his. Despite his height and non-stringy appearance, it seemed everyone at MirrorLake knew he was not a topper.

He had felt those eyes every time he had to lean over to do a demonstration. Eclipse sat down on the other’s desk. “So, how are you doing? Are you still going out with that Isaac boy?”

Jack who was a strong built young man, about twenty six now, ran a hand through his light brown hair. The only part of him that could tack him to his animal was the donkey tail, he was glad he didn’t have those big ass ears.

“No I’m single and looking. Otherwise I’m fine. What about you?”

“Nope, the work keeps me pretty busy.” He really should apply to workaholics anonymous. Eclipse looked at the basket he had given the other which contained some rather interesting things.

“Still a workaholic huh?” He asked with a smirk. The other was always working, day and night. It didn’t matter to him as long as he was needed by the students.

“I resent that term, thank you,” Eclipse countered, crossing his arms and giving a little mock-huff to the other man. “If I choose to try to improve my performance and help students, it is not a problem…”

“No, it’s not a problem. I just think that you work too hard and don’t take enough time for yourself is all…” he said with a smile. Jack was always smiling and he was sexy when he smiled.

“Now how would you know that?” he asked. He never thought students had really paid attention to how late the light stayed on under his office door at MirrorLake; they were supposed to be asleep after all.

“Honestly,” he laughed at the other. “I sat up quite a few times just wanting to approach you in the middle of the night and tell you that I thought you were the most gorgeous thing on two legs…” he said with a ‘I want to sex you up’ smile.

“And here I made you a basket thinking you had someone to use them with… ah well.”

It was then that his attention was directed to the basket the other had made for him. He chuckled at it as he got a glimpse of a few things on the top.

“Well… You know me too well. And I thought that you had been ignoring me all those years at Mirrorlake,” he teased with a wink. “But you know… They won’t have to go to waste if a certain someone decided to stop by later…” He wiggled his eyebrows sexily.

He was muscular and tall and had the look of a man that was a topper. And he could top… he could top all night long.

Eclipse raised his own eyebrows to that, and smiled, shaking his head. “That would be too weird… I’ve known you since you were a shaking little first year before you even went through puberty…” Imagining, himself, writhing and moaning under Jack, it was hot but also felt rather wrong.

It was Jack’s turn to make his eyebrows disappear into his brown locks. It was easy to see that that was not the answer he was used to or wanted to hear. He nodded anyway and just smiled.

“Oh well, I guess I can have fun with them by myself,” he moved to his chair and sat back in it before digging through the basket and pulling out a tiny shocker. He laughed before sliding his hand up his shirt and shocking his nipple earning a moan that was sexy as hell.

“Have you tried this out?” He asked.

Eclipse leaned over the desk, so he was closer to Jack and gave his own alluring, ‘come hither’ look, lips slightly parted. “How do you think I knew what to get you? I wouldn’t want to get someone bad quality toys…”

Toys really were his outlet for sexual frustrations. Eclipse had the weird thing about his rutting season. He was always in it, except for the normal reindeer mating period in which case he just couldn’t get it up. As he had no time for maintaining a boyfriend, they were his friends. He had quite a large collection, enough to make his own little room.

“Aw!” He laughed as he set it down on the desk and leaned up to catch the other up in a proper kiss. “I’m touched that you really thought enough of me to go through all of the trouble,” he said once he broke away.

Eclipse accepted the kiss, though it was fairly deeper than the kiss he had given Jack. He leaned back and sat daintily on the edge of the desk, pushing back his messy hair. “I do it for every staff member who arrives here. Though, I will admit, you’re one of the first who doesn’t seem embarrassed by it.”

Jack? Be embarrassed by sex toys? That would be the day! He rubbed his left arm until the other said the next sentence.

“Embarrassed?” He asked with a hearty laugh. “Me? Why should I be embarrassed? Honestly, if I can’t get someone to please me I might as well do it myself…”

“I have to admit that I wish you would stop thinking of me like a student…”

He shifted and moved to in front of Jack and knelt there while ruffling that hair with a chuckle. “When I was the one you came to about your first wet dream, and advice about sex and boyfriends, it’s a little hard Jackie…”

Jack scowled at the other and that was certainly a rare thing. He was never the sort to scowl or get upset but there he was. He pushed the hand away from his head.

He was shocked by the scowl and serious tones he got from the jackass. Jack was never the type to do that, and never had they been directed towards Eclipse. It made him freeze.

“I never told you who the dream was with now did I?” He asked with a serious face. That was another thing that was never present on his features. “That dream had been about you and I wanted to know how to deal with it… And I told you about the boyfriends so that you would tell me to forget about them and be with you… God you’re thick…” he said gruffly.

Eclipse’s response?

“You’re thick if you didn’t know I was thick already, and oh how thick we are,” he whistled and chuckled. Eclipse really couldn’t be serious. His mind didn’t work that way. The one time it had worked that way had nearly broken him.

Jack’s eye twitched and without a moment of hesitation he brought his hand down and rapped the other against the head pretty damn hard. He just glared up at the other for not taking him seriously.

“Ouch!” he held his head. “What was that for?”

“You’re not just thick, you’re an idiot…” he grumbled before standing up and grabbing the other by the hips to basically keep him from moving away from him. He could feel his chest burning and somewhere in his stomach there was something writhing but he didn’t care.

He caught the other in one last kiss. It was passionate, intimate, and fiery. His tongue slipped into the other’s mouth and gently rubbed at the other’s before he pulled back. “Now… If I am still that little student who came to you and not a grown man then I’m leaving now…” He could find work elsewhere.

Eclipse blinked as he was taken by the hips and then kissed like that. He tried to keep his eyes open, but it was impossible. He succumbed to that kiss, moving into it. Those warm eyes fluttered open when Jack pulled back.

“I never said you weren’t grown, it’s just…” God, why was it so hard to explain? He had always seen the other like a little brother really, so even if the other was grown a part of him always still saw him otherwise.

Jack looked at the other expectantly not knowing how he was going to respond or what was going to happen. But he really would leave. He didn’t have to put up with these feelings again.

“You are a man,” he whispered finally.

“Thank you God,” he said before burying his face into the other’s neck and resting against him. He sighed and then pulled back to look at the other with his sexy smirk. At last, the other was going to treat him like an adult. He moved back in and kissed the other in a similar fashion. He liked how Eclipse just submitted to him.

Eclipse realized just how much he had missed real human flesh when the other just rested against him and could make his stomach flutter from a simple smirk. It was fun to submit to the other’s passionate kiss and pop his leg a bit.

Jack was a God and he knew it. He pulled back a little to see if the other would come to him.

So when the other pulled back, Eclipse just made an irritated noise and took to attacking the other’s neck. Did the other know just how horny he was? Eclipse hadn’t had sex with a real person in a while, and now that one was here…

Jack smiled at that sound. It meant the other wanted him… badly. Well, who was he to say no? As the other attacked his neck and rubbed just above the tail, which was a hot spot for anything with a tail, he had to force himself from getting rough.

He kissed his way back up to those lips though his hands continued to rub the other’s lower back, above the tail’s base.

Jack allowed his hands to slide up under the shirt and touch that hot flesh. He was guessing, simply by the noises, that Eclipse hadn’t let anyone in for quite some time.

Jack pulled back once more… “Do you want to move to my room or just have sex on my desk?” He asked with a chuckle. He gave a look that said he plainly didn’t care, as long as he could get himself screwed long and hard. Over the years, he no longer required it to be soft and such. It was then Jack picked the other up and carried him through the door to his room. The reindeer could only admire the other’s strength in that they were almost the same size and yet Jack was holding and walking like he was some thin girl.

He didn’t run or jog but walked as if he didn’t have a guy about his size hanging onto his waist. He set the other on the bed and loomed over him. He smiled devilishly as his hands went to explore under the shirt again.

While Eclipse couldn’t handle rape fantasies or anything like that intensity, the reindeer was still quite experimental and capable. So when the strong former student loomed over him like that, he shivered pleasantly.

He only hoped that his, over thirty, body still was just as good as when he worked without a shirt back when teaching Jack. Actually, he was suddenly rather self-conscious of his body as he thought of it.

Jack smiled as he looked the other over. It had taken him a while but he finally had his teacher right where he wanted him. His hands could feel the other’s gorgeous body as he massaged it. He loved the shivers that he could send up and down the other’s body without even trying.

“Finally…” he whispered.”I got you in bed…” He moved back down to kiss the other and of course it was a dominating kiss. He was in charge nothing anyone said or did was going to change that. Eclipse couldn’t argue or say anything indeed, his mind swept away by that kiss of dominance. While his animal instincts wanted to exert dominance, he had great control over it and was barely aware of its presence anymore.

He pulled away and removed his shirt showing all of his muscles. He was such a glorious creature. He reached down and took the other man’s from him and smiled at the beautiful skin. “You’re so handsome,” Eclipse murmured up to the donkey as he revealed those youthful muscles, and he couldn’t stop his hands from immediately seeking it out to run over those valleys and hard lines.

He knew he was subservient, and knew the other was dominant. Age had nothing to do with it, nor the fact that this was a man he had disciplined. It only made him laugh in his mind and hope he would get a detention and some punishment from Professor Wilkes.

“I’m glad you noticed…” He flexed a bit more for the other as he felt those fingers moving over his body.

“Beautiful…” he whispered before moving to lick a nearby nipple. It made the older feel so relieved that the other wiped away his fears of not being very good-looking anymore. He hummed appreciatively in his throat with that lick and made sure to pinch that lovely pink nipple under his fingers.

He moaned softly as the reindeer pinched his nipple which was already hard. He soon found himself down on the other’s chest sucking on the other’s nipple and making sure to get some sounds out of him. He liked vocal partners.

“Ha… ah… good…”

Eclipse’s left hand was buried in the donkey’s hair, near the back of the skull spurring him on with his little sucking torture while his right ran under the underwear’s waistband and rubbed a smooth globe. Though he didn’t take them himself, he really was a bit of an ass man.

Jack couldn’t help but smile as the other grabbed his ass. It amused him to no end that a man who was such a bottom had a huge thing for asses but what did he care? He was finally getting his night with Eclipse and hopefully more if the other allowed it.

But then again he could always turn it around like he had only moments ago to get what he wanted.

He just had to deal with Jack making his skin burn as though on fire before he would get anything. And considering he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time it was so hard to stay put. Eclipse was in his almost permanent rutting season, and he was painfully hard for the other.

“Jack… please…” he breathed, grinding his hips into the other’s to make him groan.

He groaned as the other moved against him. His hands moved to his pants and he took them off, seemingly, with magic. He smiled as the reindeer caught a good look.

“Like what you see?” He teased. He removed the other’s pants and found himself unable to continue without thoroughly licking the other down.

Eclipse had to keep himself from licking his lips, though from his smirk he clearly did like what he saw there. His little jackass had grown up well, hadn’t he? Oh, this would be fun wouldn’t it? Oh yes…

He held his legs back and apart though it was difficult to continue to do so after the other starting licking him. Jack smiled to himself as he let his tongue continue to pleasure the older male. Finally, it wasn’t just a dream. This was so much better than any dream could ever be and here he was with the man of his dreams.

It was so good, and so when the other was about to push into him, Eclipse was over ready for it. He pulled the other’s head down while putting his legs over the other’s shoulders.

“Jackie, ride me hard…” he whispered, with a lick to the other’s neck.

The other asking him to ride him… hard… That only made everything better. He was going to make sure that this was not a night to forget… Or maybe it would be a night that the other could never forget. He was going to screw him silly and see where this took them. With a quick wave of his hand he was lubed up.

“I promise… I’ll ride you as hard as I can…” He began thrusting into the other before starting to thrust sharply at him. He wanted to make sure the other was feeling it deep in him.

Eclipse gasped when the donkey pushed suddenly into him and started to thoroughly pound him. The bed surely would have been creaking if Eclipse hadn’t silenced it. But Eclipse wasn’t thinking about that. No, he was thinking that this was so much better than even the best sex toy.

The body heat, the weight on top of him, the grunting, and the pure animalistic hard sex. It really was since Jack was bloody hung like a… well… donkey. And having that thick shaft driving deep into him was exactly what was making Eclipse cry out to the younger male.

People did not normally think of Jack as a possessive person but indeed he was. He didn’t want to lose Eclipse to someone that didn’t deserve and to keep that from happening he was going to show this man the best sex of his life just to keep him coming back to Jack.

“-More! More Jackie!-” he whimpered, holding onto that strong body.

Jack had no idea what that meant but the moans of pleasure let him know that he wasn’t hurting the other. Obviously, it had been a long time since the Christmas man had been taken by anyone. It was apparent by he almost virgin opening and how quickly he fell to the donkey.

Jack knew he was good but he was sure that he was nowhere near that good. He continued to thrust into the other. He wanted to make sure this man that he had had crush on since his first year at school wanted him and only him. He needed that reassurance…

It wasn’t much longer before they both came and Eclipse gathered the donkey to him, and held him to his tired body as they rolled to their side. He remembered doing this a few times with Jack when he was younger. Sure, he would have been in trouble if people had known he had let young boy students sleep in his bed, but Jack had been dumped.

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gaylover — Tue, 20 Jul 2010 21:17:57 +0000

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I hate camping; I think that it is the stupidest thing ever. Why would people want to go out into the wilderness and with no bathroom, no shower, and no electricity? But despite that my Dad would insist once a year that he and I went out to this obscure little clearing in the woods which wasn’t even a real campsite. We would go out pitch a tent; eat fish that he caught in the lake, and sleep on the cold hard ground.

The summer before I went to college my Dad decided that we weren’t just going for the weekend but that we were going to go for a full week to have some last father son bonding. We drove out to the clearing; it was surrounded on three sides by trees and bordered on the lake on the fourth. There were little paths heading away from the clearing which lead to other little clearings and beaches.

My Dad and I unloaded the car and started putting up the tent. “Chris, I’m going to go into town and get some stuff for the week you wanna come or hang around here?”

“I’ll stay here.”

“Alright, if you wander away make sure that you are back before dark.”

“Yes Dad.”

I watched as my Dad pulled away down the trail in the truck and disappeared from view. Fuck, I thought, what the hell am I gonna do now? The lake was clear and blue, so I decided to go down one of the trails that I remembered led to a beach about a mile away and have a swim.

The path had grown over a little sense last year but I could still see it easily enough. Slowly I picked my way through the creepers and branches listening to my feet crunching leaves with every step. The sun cast dappled shadows on the ground and across the leaves like leopard spots. It took nearly twenty minutes to get to the beach; it was my favorite place in the woods. It was the one place that my Dad wouldn’t go and I could get away from his endless father son bonding.

It wasn’t a big beach probably ten feet of rough white sand. It sloped lightly down to the water and slid down to the bottom of the lake at a slow slope. There were little guppies swimming in the around in the shallows with the sun glinting off of their scales. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt and pants dropping them on a fallen tree trunk. For a moment I stood looking at the water standing in just my white briefs looking out at the disserted lake.

I pulled off my underpants too and left them in a heap on the beach and ran into the water, the guppies swimming away from my splashes as fast as they could. The water was cool in the warm air and I jumped up to dive into the water swimming through the shallows with my chest scraping on the sandy bottom.

When I stood up again the water was up to my waist and I looked down at my reflection in the smooth water. I had played football in high school and I had gotten a scholarship to play for my university. Most of my summer so far had been spent working out to be in shape for preseason work outs when I got to school. My chest was large and broad and was reflected back to me in the water, the hair matted down with moisture. I ran a hand over my abs feeling the bumps of the muscles under the skin and hair. I was proud of my body and loved to show it off. In high school I had gotten suspended twice for streaking and that was just the times that they had caught me.

I slipped back under the water and swam back to shore. Flopping down onto my back in the sand I closed my eyes listening to the birds and the wind and the lapping of the lake on the shore and fell asleep. I have no idea how long I was asleep I but I woke up there was a shadow across my face. When I opened my eyes I saw a large man standing over me.

He was tall and broad and dressed in the green and kaki of a park ranger. His face was hard and square, and was staring down at me from behind my aviator sunglasses.

“Son, do you know that you are lying naked in a national park?”

“Um….I,” I stammered.

“It’s alright. I’m not on duty now anyway; the only problem is that you are in my spot.”

“What?”

“Every day at three I come here to tan. But hey I won’t tell if you won’t. I really don’t think that the park wants its ranges to be lying around nude by the lake.”

I laughed nervously as he sat down on the sand a few feet away from me.

“You mind if I join you?” he asked.

“Um…no…I guess.”

“Good.”

He took off his hat and sunglasses, and began to unbutton his shirt. Now I have to say right now that I like girls, I had a girlfriend, I have one now, although granted not the same one. But for some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off of him as his shirt spread a little with each button revealing an incredibly hairy chest below. When his shirt came off I saw his massive pecks, and hard abs covered in hair. I had thought that I was hairy, and in school I had been the hairiest, but I was nothing compared to this man. He looked like some sort of wild animal.

Next he took off his boots and socks, followed by his belt and lastly his shorts. He didn’t wear underpants and now he sat bare assed in the sand, with his knees bent hiding his cock from me. Seeing him there naked, only a few feet away from me, I felt my cock stir. It was something that had never happened to me before; a man had never caused my cock to get hard in my life. Yet somehow this time I felt the blood pouring into my young prick.

“I’m Steve by the…” he said, and then noticing my cock said, “well I guess you like what you see then.”

“I don’t. I’m not…I’m not gay. This has never happened before.”

“Dude don’t worry about it, getting a woody is nothing to be ashamed of.”

I stammered something about how embarrassing it was which he dismissed also adding, “A young buck like you, I would be suppressed if you weren’t hard all the fucking time.” He moved a little closer to me, scooting across the sand. “What’s your name kid?”

“Chris.”

“And how old are you Chris?”

“I’m eighteen; I’ll be nineteen in two months.”

He moved closer still. Normally I would have been uncomfortable, but for some reason with this man, in the woods next to the lake I was perfectly at ease. It was as if nothing could harm me here so why would I be worried or uncomfortable.

“So you got a girl back home Chris.”

“Yeah, her names Amanda. Blond hair, blue eyes, huge tits,” I laughed. And he smiled at me.

“She put out?”

It seemed like a kinda odd question, but it didn’t seem to odd from him for some reason. “Sometimes, not a lot. I wish she did more.”

“Don’t we all.”

“Yeah.”

“I can help you out with that thing if you want.”

I didn’t know what to say to him. I just kinda stared at him for what seemed like ages. He seemed to take my silence as consent because he reached over and took my cock in his big beefy hand. I gasped. His hand was rough and hard, it felt so different then my hand or my girlfriends. Different but good. Different but great in fact.

Steve began to slowly pump my cock up and down. A grown slipped past my lips as his stroking picked up speed, and I felt my eyes rolling back and my lids closing. Then I felt something warm and wet encompass the head of my cock. I looked up and saw his mouth wrapped around my cock slowly swallowing the shaft right down to the balls.

It was amazing. I had never gotten head like that before, my girlfriend never wanted to even try it and when she did it was lack luster at best. But this was amazing it felt like I was in heaven. I let out a long low moan, and Steve looked up at me his eyes smiling brightly.

Slowly Steve moved around so that he was positioned between my legs spreading them apart. Suddenly he swallowed and I felt my cock slip past his tonsils and down his throat, I screamed I thought that my brain was going to explode with pleasure. Sensing that I was ready to blow he pulled off, letting my cock fall from my mouth.

“You ever had you hole eaten out?”

“No?”

“Good.” With that he grabbed my ankles and pushed them up and over my hips till my knees were resting on my chest and my ass was sticking up in the air. “Mmmm…look at this nice hair little hole.” He said with a laugh before he began to lick my tight virgin hole. His tongue swept past my hole, swirling the thick hair that grew there, twisting it around. I screamed and moaned louder than I ever had with my girlfriend. His tongue began to probe my hole; pressing against my sphincter trying to penetrate is previously unexplored depths.

It took a long while for him to work his tongue past my protesting hole but when it did it was like nothing I had ever felt. Electricity shot through my body and my balls tightened up to my body and cum rocketed from my cock spewing all over my chest getting stuck in the hair. For a few moments he continued to lap at my hole and dig deeper and deeper with his tongue until my orgasm had subsided and then he let my feet fall to the ground on either side of him.

“So how’d you like having something going in your ass instead of out?”

I couldn’t speak I just panted and stared at him.

“I thought so. How long are you gonna be here kid?” “Ten…ten days.”

“Ten days, good. Be here tomorrow at the same time and you’ll get more than a tongue.”

With that he got up and got dressed. I just lay there watching him put his clothes on and then walk away into the trees in the opposite direction from my camp. For a long time I just lay there panting, cum drying on my chest. Then I noticed that the sun was getting low and I had to be back at camp before dark. I rushed to the water and cleaned off before pulling on my underpants, shorts, and shoes and sticking my shirt in my pocket and rushing off down the path to camp.

The next day passed slower than any other day ever had. It felt as though the morning fishing with my Dad lasted for a year. All that I could think about was how it had felt to have Steve’s tongue slipping into my ass hole, going places that nothing else ever had. I spent the entire time trying to hide my constant erection from my Dad, and every chance I got I went into the woods to jerk off. It seemed as though there was no end to the amount of cum my nuts could make.

It was nearly two when my Dad and I finally put into shore again with a cooler filled with fish. My Dad set to work gutting and cleaning them, I had never been good at either task so he thought nothing of it when I told him that I was going to go exploring in the woods for a couple of hours.

Looking at my watch it was nearly two thirty when I got to the clearing. For a moment I thought about leaving, what I was doing was crazy. My Dad wasn’t that far away and I was having a rendezvous with another man. I must be going insane, I thought. But something in me made me stay.

Perhaps it was the fact that each time I made to leave my cock would give a powerful throb and I would be over whelmed with lust for Steve. So after fifteen minutes of debate I stripped off my clothes and went for a swim. The water was a little warmer than yesterday and I swam out as far as I dared into its cool blue depths. All around me little fish flitted by and water birds meandered away from my splashing. Guessing that I must be nearly three I swam back to shore and flopped down on the sand as I had the day before and waited my cock becoming stiff as a board once again.

I was lying there for only a few moments before I heard someone else come into the clearing. Looking around I saw Steve entering from the same spot he had before dressed once again in his Park Ranger uniform. There was a big smile plastered across his face and a little bit of stubble growing across his cheeks.

“You came back.”

I nodded weakly, somehow being in his presence stole all of my words away and all I could do was stammer.

“I knew that you would after how hard you cummed yesterday.”

And with that he took his hat and sunglasses off and started to unbutton his shirt exposing that amazing hairy chest which had so entranced me in the first place. Then came the boots and socks, then the belt and lastly the pants.

For a moment he stood there in only his tidy whites looking down at me and then those two came off and I saw the one part of his body that I hadn’t seen yesterday, the part that I had spent all morning and most of the night imagining: his cock.

It was more magnificent than anything that I could have imagined. Long and thick it hung like a massive sausage growing out of a forest of thick dark pubes. It was still soft and swayed like the pendulum of a cock as he walked towards me, its head bounding against his hairy thighs. His balls bounced lightly as he walked, slung low in their thick and hairy sack. There was nothing about his body that was not the epitome of manliness. It was as though he exuded testosterone, and my cock leaked for it.

“Glad to see me again then kid,” he said in his deep ringing voice, “You think that you are ready for something a little bigger than a tongue?”

“Look, I..eh…I don’t normally do this. in fact I’ve never done anything like this before. But somehow I just can’t stop thinking about yesterday and…well…I…”

“Don’t worry about it kid. If you wanna stop at any point just let me know and we can stop. Ok?” “Yeah, sure.”

Through this whole exchange he had been walking closer and closer to me till now he stood right next to me, his cock swinging right above my face. Slowly he knelt down in the rough sand and turned his head towards my throbbing cock. Just as he had before he engulfed it with his mouth, swallowing every last inch of my dick in one go. I felt his stubble scrape my skin and he bobbed his head up and down, his hand rolling my balls around.

He had kneeling in such a way that his cock knees were right next to my head and between his legs was his magnificent cock. I don’t know what made me do it, I still have no idea why I thought of it, but I shifted myself around so that I was not laying with my head between his knees and his cock dangling above my head. Slowly I lifted my head off of the ground and opened my mouth so that the head of his cock slipped past my lips and into my mouth.

It was huge and tastes like nothing I had ever tasted before. It was strange, sweet but salty at the same time. As I breathed through my nose an aroma that I had only smelled after football practice flooded my nasal passages. It was a smell that only men can make, one that was so overwhelmingly masculine that it sent my mind spinning. He lowered his hips allowing my head to rest on the ground and keep is cock head in my mouth all the while his tongue was swirling over my cock.

After a few minutes of tentative sucking on his head I reached up and grabbed the base with my left hand feeling his pubes surround my fist and began to slowly pump up and down his rapidly hardening cock. If I had thought that it was big before I had had no idea of what was to come. As I began to take his shaft into my wide stretched mouth I realized that I my hand was barely covering half of his massive tool and that so far only an inch and a half of the shaft, three if you count the head, was in my mouth.

This is impossible, I thought to myself, there is no way on God’s green earth that I am going to be able to get that whole thing in my mouth. Just as I was thinking this Steve pulled off of my cock and said in a soothing voice that reminded me vaguely of a teacher explaining something to a rather confused student, “Take it slow kid, when you feel it hit the back of your throat swallow and just let it go down. The trick is to never bite down and don’t panic.” I took a deep breath through my nose and tried to take a little bit more of his cock into my mouth.

For a moment Steve shifted away from me, pulling his cock out of my mouth for a moment while he grabbed my ankles pulling them up to my shoulders just like he had the day before. Then he slid his cock back into my mouth and began to lick at my ass while I tried to suck his cock. One more electricity began to shoot through my body as I felt his tongue slipping and sliding over my tight little pucker slicking down the hair around my hole as he went.

Maybe it was the distraction of the attention that Steve was giving to my ass hole or the advice that he had given me but suddenly I felt his cock slid into my mouth, past my tonsils and into my throat. For a moment I couldn’t breathe and I thought that I was gonna suffocate, but then I remember what Steve had told me and took a big breath through my nose.

As soon as Steve realized that his cock had slipped into my throat he redouble his efforts on my hole getting his tongue to slip deeper and deeper while he stroked my cock with one hand and started to slowly lift his hips up away from me and then lower them back down again. It was like he was fucking my face real slowly.

Somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered how I had gotten here, laying underneath this big hairy Park Ranger with my ass in the air and is cock in my mouth, but then I found that I didn’t care why or how I just wanted it to never stop. Suddenly I felt something new happening, something different and strange.

There was some sort of pressure on my hole, much more forceful than the tongue which was still flicking in and out of it. And then without any warning or anything it popped into my little virgin ass. A finger. He had put his finger in my butt. It took my brain a long time to comprehend what had just happened, and by that point Steve had his finger all the way in and had started to twist it about pulling at the walls of my ass.

It didn’t hurt and that was what amazed me, it felt good and that was it. There was not pain not unpleasant burning, just pleasure. I began to suck on his cock harder and harder, as Steve began to put a little more force into his thrusts and his finger picked up speed.

“You ready for another?” I heard him ask from someplace far way.

“God yes,” is what I tried to say but it was stifled by his cock which was now lodged deeply in my throat while I sucked on it like a plugged up straw his balls swinging just a little above my face. I reached up and put my hands on his ass holding his big hairy cheeks and pulling him down to my face. I felt his hair twist around my fingers as I squeezed the muscular globes.

For a moment his finger left my hole leaving me feeling a little empty as though something important was missing but after just a few seconds it returned and a second one began to work its way in too.

A jolt of fire shot through me as it wriggled past my sphincter I felt my toes curl and by back arch as my exit became an entrance. It was as though my body had frozen and I couldn’t move anything, for a long time I just lay there with Steve’s body above me his cock deep in my mouth and his fingers buried in my ass. Then he moved, and began to twist his fingers in all direction, pulling them out and slipping them back it loosening my ass just like I used to do to my girlfriend’s pussy.

My body began to steadily unfreeze and I began to suck on his cock again, my toes uncurled and my back lay flat on the sand again. Steve seemed to take that as his cue to add another finger to my ass sending my body back into the same shock it had just been in, yet this time something was different. I felt a swelling in my body, it was as if a volcano was erupting and without any warning at all my cock exploded cum all over my chest. I had never cum so much in my entire life.

“You wanna keep going kid or are you done for the day?”

Done, why on earth would I wanna be done? I grabbed his ass cheeks harder and forced his hips down even closer to my mouth while I sucked on his cock harder than ever.

“I was hoping you would say that. And well look, your cock hasn’t even gone down yet. Looks like my little jock boy likes getting his ass fingered.”

I had thought that three fingers was a lot but then I felt the forth working its way in. It was as though Steve was determined to make my hole so big and open that it would never shrink up again. Then after one hard thrust of his cock into my throat and his fingers into by ass he pulled out of both of my holes and climbed off of me.

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I woke up the same as I always did, with my cock as hard as it could go, only this morning it was for a different reason. This morning when I woke I had a hand wrapped around the shaft, stroking me slowly, and whispers in my ear urging me to cum. Only the hand wasn’t the female hand that I used to love so much, it was the large smooth hand of another man. Not only was the hand gently wanking me, his movements as gentle as that of any woman, but his cock was pressing against my ass desperately trying to penetrate me.

His cock felt really good and I moved back against it, wanting it to enter me but to dry to allow it. If he pushed it in now it would hurt like hell and, without a doubt, I would scream loud enough to wake the dead. No when I let him enter me, like I had the night before, I wanted to make sure he had used some lube.

His cock was larger than mine at about eight inches, maybe eight and a half, and it was thick. I had only just been able to join my fingers when they were wrapped around it for the first time, and that had worried me. I had never had a cock that thick in my hand, let alone up my ass, before and I wasn’t sure that I would be able to take it.

I had taken dildos up there before, when I was alone and first experimenting with having my ass fucked, and some of those had been long but I had always made sure they weren’t too thick. It was probably fear of having my ass torn that made me go for the thinner ones, if I had tried thicker I would have been ready, but it had been too late to worry when I first saw him naked and erect in front of me.

I had met him at the club where I always went, it was great for picking up random strangers to fuck, and I never came away alone. One night I was determined to come home with two guys and see how things went but so far it had always just been one.

We had left the club at around 1 in the morning, both half drunk, but knowing exactly what we were doing. Once we got back to mine I grabbed us a couple of beers and we crashed onto the sofa. At first neither one of us made a move, but the look in his eyes told me all I needed to know. I moved up the sofa and, taking his head in my hands, I kissed him roughly on the lips. His response was to push his tongue past my lips and into my mouth, pulling me closer to him.

His eagerness put me at ease and I responded and our tongues entwined as we started to rip each other’s tops off. His body was well toned. He had obviously had his chest waxed and had a tight six pack. I stopped kissing him and ran my tongue down his body and over her nipples. He threw his head back, gripped me by the hair and almost begged me not to stop. I ran my hands over his taut physique and slowly down his body, all the time flicking his nipples with my tongue, and let my hand come to rest on his bulge. It was then that I first realised it was big but it was only when I had undone his trousers, and released him, that I saw just how big.

As I always did with a fresh cock I went to encircle it with just my thumb and forefinger and wank him softly but, because of its thickness, I could hardly get them together so used my whole hand instead. As I stroked him he slowly slid down on my sofa until he was virtually flat. I looked at him, face first and then cock, and couldn’t hold back any longer. I lowered my head, still gripping his cock, and opened my mouth. I saw a small drop of pre-cum had leaked from the end of his cock, flicked my tongue out, and tasted him.

That first taste was all I needed and I eagerly lowered my head all the way, wrapping my lips around him, and starting to suck. He lay there moaning as I did and parted his legs slightly. I knew what he wanted and, stopping my sucking briefly, I licked my finger. Once my finger was wet enough I went back to sucking his cock and slid my finger between his legs. I ran my finger along his crack until I found what I was looking for, what he had allowed me access to, and slowly pushed my finger into his ass.

Gasping loudly as my finger worked his ass, and my mouth sucked his cock, he began to twitch violently. I knew he was going to cum very quickly and I sucked harder and faster. I really wanted him to explode in my mouth, and swallow every drop, so I rammed my finger deeper into him. That was all that was needed and, with a final twitch, he gripped my head tight as the first jets of cum hit the back of my throat. He came with a force I wasn’t used to but I sucked and swallowed eagerly, not wanting to miss any of his juice, until he was totally drained. He flopped back on to the sofa as I slowly pulled my finger from his ass, his cock going flaccid in my mouth, thanked me for the best blow job he had ever had and promised to return the favour when he had got his energy back.

Slowly he took the rest of my clothes off and I stood in front of him, naked, and fully erect. I knew my cock wasn’t as big as his but that didn’t seem to bother him and he gave a smile, which I took as a sign of approval, before he reached forward and took me in his hand. I stood there as he began to move his hand up and down my shaft, cupping my balls with his other hand, never making a move forward at all. I watched his hand as it expertly bought me to the point of no return before finally leaning forward and taking my full length to the back of his throat. I almost exploded right there and then but managed to hold back, at least until he had sucked me for about a minute, before my cock erupted and I felt waves of cum forcefully pumping out of my cock and down his throat.

Once I was as drained as him we went up to my bedroom and collapsed on the bed. Lying there we began to stroke each other’s cocks again, getting fully erect at the same time. I desperately wanted to feel him in my ass and reached across to the bedside cabinet, picking up the tube of lubricant that I kept there for when I wanted to use my sex toys on myself, and handed it to him. I watched as he smothered his cock with the lube and went to turn onto my front, but he stopped me. Reaching under my knees he lifted my legs onto his shoulders and massaged a large dollop of the lube over my ass, inserting a finger into me as he did.

With my legs on his shoulders he pushed against my ass and slowly managed to get his thick cock inside me. I gasped loudly at first but, after he gently thrust into me a few times, all I could feel were waves of ecstasy running through my body. I looked down to watch as he fucked my ass and saw my cock, fully erect, bouncing up and down with each thrust. I reached down and wrapped my first around it and began to wank at the same speed as he fucked me. As he started thrusting faster her grabbed at my ankles and pushed my legs even higher. I really wanted him to cum and started to wank even faster, hoping that if I came he would too, before I felt my balls tighten. With only a couple more strokes I was unable to hold back and came all over my stomach.

Instead of filling my ass with his cum he withdrew and started to wank his cock really fast, finally cumming all over me as well. Letting my legs fall he began to run his fingers through my own cum before mixing both our juices together. Lowering his head he started to lap greedily at our mixture before lifting his head and kissing me fully on my lips, letting me taste our combined cum as well.

I fucked him later that night, from behind, only I did fill his ass with my juices before we collapsed in a heap with the smell of sex and sweat filling the room. Eventually we went to sleep, me with my back against him and his cock pushing against my ass, and that is how we woke. His hand stroking my cock, urging me to cum and I did.

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After the hot interlude at the party in La Jolla in the bathroom with Martin, there wasn’t much said about what had happened for about a week. But I did notice a definite change in our sex together. She was becoming more and more dominant and was becoming very aggressive both physically and verbally.

She bought a black leather halter that went over her shoulders and crisscrossed over her tits really enhancing them a lot! There was a pair of black leather four inch spiked boots that came to her knees. She wore these over black stay up thigh highs along with crotch less panties. Plus she had purchased a strap on that featured interchangeable dildos ranging from six up to twelve inches with a couple in between. Differences in thickness made all four cocks a different adventure. She got a couple of butt plugs too. One large and one medium. She’d fuck my asspussy with a couple of dildos and then stick the medium plug into me and leave it there for an hour or so. Then she’d have me get on my hands and knees and she’d pull it out and replace it with the large one in and leave it there for another hour until my ass was seemingly stretched to the limit. Once again I’d be on my hands and knees while she pulled the large plug out and then replaced it with the twelve inch cock which was attached to her. She’d fuck me with it for five minutes or so all the while calling me her pig or her slut. While she fucked me I pulled on my slicked up cock getting so hot that I thought my balls would burst. After awhile she pulled the big dick out so that just the head was inside of me and then she shoved the six inch dildo into me so that now I had a huge twelve inch and a quite fat six inch inside of me.

She got both of them into me and then started sawing one and then the other in and out of me until the sensation was so exquisite that I lost all touch with reality and couldn’t feel anything other than my pussy hole and my cock. All of a sudden she pulled both cocks out of me at once just as I stroked down. My cock spurted pulse after pulse of cum until there was a real puddle on the hardwood floor.

“You came like a true slut Ricky!” she exclaimed as she squeezed my balls. “Now lick it all up for me and let me see it in your pussy mouth.” I put my face down on the floor and started licking up the cum until I had it all in my mouth. “Now show it to me you filthy little slut.” So I did. I opened my mouth and showed her my pearly white cum and she told me I was a good pig and could swallow it. So I did.

We finally talked about the scene with Martin and she stated the obvious in saying that she really liked it a lot. She was concerned that I might have not liked it as much as she did.

“Rick, I don’t want to push you towards being with guys just because I might like to see it happen. I mean I know you’re not really gay. But you really did suck Martin’s cock like you knew what you were doing so you must be a natural huh?!”

This was where I had to make one of those split decisions about whether to tell her about my boy sex escapades over the years or to play dumb and act like Martin was the first.

“Yeah. I guess I did kind of get into it didn’t I. I don’t know what came over me!” I exclaimed. “But I have to admit that the whole thing was really hot and I liked it. As long as you did.”

“Oh Rick you know I loved it! Would you do it again?”

“Well yeah. I guess so. As long as you were there with me.” I can’t believe how this is rolling!

She called me at work the next Friday right at the end of my work day.

“Are you in a good mood Rick? Are you in a mood for fun?” She asked. I told her I was in a great mood and after a long week could use some fun. “Well be ready for some tonight because we’re going to have a lot!” I asked what she had planned but she wouldn’t tell and I was in big time anticipation by the time I got to her place.

She wouldn’t tell me anything. We had a couple of drinks and a salad and by the time that was all done it was eight. Morgan suggested that we watch a movie.

“What kind of movie do you want to watch Morg?” I asked her playfully. “You have something special in mind?”

We were in her family room sitting on the couch. She didn’t say anything but reached for the remote and turned on the TV and DVD player. The scene was already cued and was of a good looking guy and a very attractive girl sitting on a couch watching TV. There’s a knock at the door and she goes to answer it. She comes back with this tall coffee colored black guy that she knows from work. Basic porn plot leads immediately into she and the black guy making out and the other guy feeling her from behind and then they’re all naked. The black guy was slender/muscular and had this gorgeous eight or nine inch cock and the white guy was all over it within moments. The action got hotter and of course Morgan and I started making out while trying to watch the screen when all of a sudden there’s a knock at the door. She goes to answer it and comes back into the room with this tall coffee colored guy that she tells me is Derek, a friend from her work. I think my girl had a plan going here!!!

The movie was still running and the scene had degenerated into the white guy sucking on the black guy’s really hot looking dick while the girl sucked the white guys somewhat impressive cock. Derek sat down on the couch and was watching the action with his mouth just slightly open and his breath coming a little quicker than normal. “Well I see that you two like the same kind of movies that I do!” He said as he ran his hand over his crotch.

“Baby Rick you know why Derek’s here don’t you?” Said Morgan as she stood next to me and joined me in looking at Derek. “You want to see what he looks like all over baby?”

“Yeah I want to see him all over.” I said as she rubbed my cock through my shorts. “Show me what you look like Derek.” He stood up and shucked his shirt over his head to reveal a nicely muscled chest, arms and shoulders. He slowly undid the button and zipper on his pants and let them fall around his ankles. He had on black briefs and the outline of his semi hard cock was just beautiful!

Morgan looked at him for a moment and then said, “I’m going to go change into something else. Why don’t the two of you get acquainted while I’m gone.” I took off my clothes til I was down to my own black briefs. He appraised me and we both sank down onto the couch to watch the movie while we waited for Morgan’s return. The white guy was deep throating the black guy’s cock taking it deep into his throat and then coming all the way up so that just the head was left in his mouth. He was on his knees in between the other guy’s legs. The black guy’s ass was coming off the couch every time the white guy’s mouth came all the way up. The girl was beside them on the bed sitting up against the headboard plunging a fat dildo in and out of her pussy while she called the white guy all sorts of names.

Derek and I were both silent as we watched the hot action but I looked over at him and he was rubbing his now visibly hard cock through the material of his briefs. I didn’t say anything but I reached over with my hand and started sliding up and down over the material covering his cock. His breath started coming a little faster when I pulled out the elastic at his waist and took his dick out so I could see it. He was cut and the plum shaped head was already a dark red against his coffee colored skin. He was still watching the movie but I only had eyes for his long cock. I was slowly jacking him up and down trying to milk a drop of pre cum out of him when Morgan came back into the room.

She had on the black boots, thigh highs, leather strapped top and her black cock belt with the eight inch cock. She was holding the other three dildos and a bottle of baby oil. “What? You couldn’t wait for me you little cunt! You’re just such a fucking pig Ricky! Just lusting after that black cock arentcha! Get off the couch and get on your fucking knees on the floor you bitch!” I moved to the floor and she sat down next to Derek. He had shucked off his briefs and was sitting there with his now rock hard cock sticking straight up. She sat next to him and the sight of this hot looking naked man and my hot looking semi naked girl friend with her own hard eight inch cock was awesome! When she was sitting down her wet pussy was visible and with that and the big dick she looked like some exotic hermaphrodite. She turned to him and they kissed while her hand went to his big dick and started stroking him and his went to her hard nipple and tweaked it. I sat back on my legs and was playing with my own hard dick while watching them.

She broke away from Derek. Then got up and moved to a club chair that was close to the couch and sat down with her legs spread. Her wet cunt glistened in the dim light. “Now I want to see you suck his dick Ricky. I want to see you be the faggot cocksucker that you really are. So do it you slut!” I scooted forward a little bit so that I was between his muscular and hairless legs. I was inches away from his big dick which was sticking straight up with a very slight curve to the left. He was slowly sliding his fist up and down the shaft as he watched me. “Don’t just look at it you fucking asshole! Stick it in your fucking mouth and eat it!” She said as I looked over at her while she played with her swollen clit. I leaned forward and my mouth was directly over the head. It looked like the cone of a missile with a slit in the end of it. I stuck out my tongue and licked at the piss slit and he groaned for me. Then I licked up one side and the other making him groan even more.

“That’s right Ricky baby! Lick that hot cockhead for me lover!” Whispered Morgan as she fingered her pussy with one hand and pinched a nipple with the other. “Fucking pig slut cocksucker! Now suck the head for me baby!”

I licked up the front of his cock from the base to the tip and then lowered my lips over it and kept it going through my lips, over my tongue and down my throat til I was totally filled with it. There was still a little bit left so I tried to relax my throat muscles so I could take it all but I couldn’t. He didn’t care. He shoved my head down forcing his cock all the way into my throat making me gag and choke.

“Gag the little cocksucker Derek! Fuck his cock hungry throat til he passes out! Fuck him fuck him!” He let up on my head and I came up for air. After a moment I licked down from the top to the bottom and then, while I slid my fist up and down the shaft, I started on his balls. I licked his balls and then took one of them into my mouth and sucked on it. My hand was all over his cock and my mouth was all over his balls sucking one then the other. Putting a little pressure on them so it hurt just the slightest. He had scooted himself to the edge of the couch so that his balls and ass were over the edge. I slid my mouth down til my tongue was at his asspussy. “Oh fuck I want to see you suck his ass! Stick your tongue into his ass! Oh fuck this is so fucking hot!” She moaned. I looked over at her and she had one of the dildos buried in her cunt and was pistoning it in and out of herself hard and slowly. While I watched her she took it out of herself and stuck it into her mouth and sucked the slut juices off of it just as I was trying to get pussy juice out of Derek’s hot asscunt. I slid my mouth over his ass and up his scrotum to his balls and finally to his hard cock. I ran my parted lips up his shaft and then over the tip of his cock and took the shaft all the way into my throat on my own. His body arched up and he gripped the cushions with his fists as he pushed into me. I could see Morgan lying back in her chair now with her feet on the edge of it while her pussy and ass hung over the edge. Her mouth was open as she breathed hard through it and he had both hands holding the big twelve inch dildo as she fucked herself with it. She’d do a few strokes and then take it out to slap her swollen wet clit with the head doing it so hard that it made her cry out.

“Hey Morg! I want you to fuck this little cocksucker while he finishes me off! So come over here and do his pussy ass from behind.” said Derek. Morgan staggered to her feet and moved the few feet over to us.

“I’m going to fuck you while you suck him off baby. Going to fuck you so hard.” She said as she poured baby oil all over my ass cheeks and down my crack. It was incredible as I sucked his dick and she ran her hand up and down until she finally stuck two fingers into my cunt and wiggled them as she worked them in. It was so intense feeling his cock slide in and out of my face while her fingers made my ass twitch with need. She now had three of four fingers in me and was fucking in and out as I moaned around his cock. Then I felt her cock slide up and down my pussy ass crack until she finally guided the head to my hot wet hole. I paused on his cock and relaxed my muscles as much as I could in my agitated state. She pushed the head in and I cried out as it popped past my sphincter and the shaft slid all the way in. She was using the eight inch. She fucked in and out of me as she egged me on.

“You like my big dick in your cunt you fucking little whore? Of course you do! You can’t get enough of it you cocksucking slut!” She was fucking me so hard as to move me forward with every thrust. I reached down to Derek’s ass with my fingers and stuck one into him as I sucked just the head of his cock. His ass was off the couch and he was almost rigid as I stuck another finger in and started fucking in and out of him. I could barely concentrate on him as Morgan was fucking me so hard that it totally distracted me from anything but the sensation in my pussy ass.

“Oh fuck I’m gonna fucking cum I’m gonna fucking cum!” screamed Derek as he held my head and tried to choke me to death with his pulsing cock. I was sucking for all I was worth as with one hand I finger fucked him and with the other squeezed his tight balls. Just as Morgan pushed the hardest into me his cock swelled and shot hot cum down my throat. I pulled back so I could get it into my mouth. He must have shot four or five big ropes of cum into my face cunt. I didn’t swallow but some leaked out the corners of my mouth and down my chin.

“Oh fuck yes you cum sucking slut pig! Don’t you dare swallow that fucking cum!” she shouted from behind me. She pulled her cock out of me and then positioned herself so that she was laying at the end of the couch with her ass and hips on the arm and her back and head on the cushion. She was holding her legs apart. “Stick your fucking cock in me Rick! Fuck me hard as you show me his cum!” I stood and without any preamble stuck the head of my dick into her gaping cunt. It looked so hot seeing my cock go into her while she was still wearing the big dildo! Derek has finally come out of his post blow job stupor and had moved so that he could hold her legs spread wide apart and back over her shoulders. I was over her fucking in and out as I opened my mouth so she could see Derek’s cum. She opened her own mouth and I let it drool out so that it splashed onto her face before I got it into her mouth. I leaned forward and licked the cum off her face and then kissed her just as my orgasm hit me and I shot into her. I know it was a lot. It felt like I came a quart. I cried out as I shot scalding cum into her and she screamed as she came with me.

I felt so light headed that I actually fell out of her and sort of collapsed on the floor. Derek let go of her legs and they simply flopped down and were hanging over the arm of the couch. Derek kind of folded back onto the couch. All in all we were a worn out looking trio. I could have gone to sleep for the night right there and I actually faded out for awhile until I heard Morgan.

“Now I really want to see him fuck you Ricky. I want to see that black cock go in and out of your hot little white pussy.”

And when I saw the pictures she took of him fucking me I liked the way it looked too!

Gay threesome in the club

gaylover — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 17:17:57 +0000

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My neighbor Mike is a good friend of mine. We often hang out, play basketball and watch football on Sundays. I am married and my wife likes Mike so we all get along fine, but Mike and I are closer friends. Mike is 34 years old and is a big guy. He is about 6 foot 3 and weighs about 225 pounds and very Black. He used to play football in college and is still in great shape.

I am athletic but not as athletic as Mike. I am white, 40 years old, 5 foot 11 and weigh 185 pounds. I guess back from his college days Mike has gotten use to having a masseuse come over to his house once a week and rubbing him down. Usually we time it just right after we play basketball, the masseuse arrives and I leave so Mike can relax and get his massage.

One particular day, just as we finished playing basketball Mike gets a call.

“Damn, man the girl can’t make it tonight.”

“Sorry dude.”

“Shit Dave I’ve been looking forward to it all day.”

“Oh well, I guess you will have to wait until next week.”

“Man that is way too long. Hey what about you. Michelle says you give her wicked massages.”

“No way man. I only do my wife.”

“Come on what’s the big deal. A muscle is a muscle and I will pay you what I pay my masseuse.”

“How much?”

“75 bucks.”

“Shit for 75 bucks I will massage your ass.”

We both burst out laughing. Mike knew that I would do anything for money. I followed Mike into his house and into the bedroom.

“Well I don’t have a massage table, she always brings that along, but I guess we can use the bed.”

“That’s fine.”

I watched Mike take his clothes off, I have never seen him completely nude and when he lowered those boxers, my jaw dropped. In front of me was the biggest cock I had ever seen. I was hanging down a good 7 inches, completely soft. I could only imagine how big it got.

Mike laid down on the bed and I went into the bathroom and retrieved some baby oil. I started to massage mike’s back. I must have been doing a good job because I could feel mike’s body just totally relax under my touch.

“Damn man your doing a better job than my regular girl. I might have to start paying you every week to massage me.”

“Hey you pay me I will massage you anytime you want.”

I grabbed more baby oil and started to massage Mike’s calves and I let my hands slide up and massage the back of his thighs. He is so muscular that I was getting aroused massaging him. I couldn’t understand it, I have always been straight, but here I am getting aroused by another guy.

“Okay man all done,”

“What the fuck are you talking about? You haven’t massaged my Gluteus Maximus.”

“What the hell is that?”

“The biggest muscle on your body man, your ass.”

“I ain’t massaging your ass.”

“Then I ain’t paying you. She always massages my gluts. Damn man, don’t you know that is always part of the deal. Besides what is the fucking big deal? You’re not homo or anything you’re just massaging me.”

“Fine, but keep this between us, I feel funny doing this.”

“Don’t worry man, just you and me.”

I then poured a little oil on his ass and started to rub it in. Even though I put up a big stink deep down I wanted to massage his ass. I let both my hands work his big bubble butt. Rubbing them all over and in between his crack. I felt Mike open his legs a little so I could let my hands slip further down his crack. I was getting hard playing with mike’s ass.

Mike said; “Okay time for the front.” Mike flipped over, his cock was still soft, and it was hanging down. I poured oil on his chest and started to rub it in. I was rubbing Mike’s chest when I noticed his cock starting to grow. It was getting bigger and rising. Soon his cock was as hard as a rock and it was sitting on his stomach. I started to rub his stomach and I accidentally hit the top of his cock.

“Sorry man.”

“Don’t worry about it. I always get hard when I get a massage.”

I moved down to his legs and I saw Mike close his eyes. It gave me a perfect opportunity to take a good look at his cock. It was massive. His cock had grown to about 12 inches and as thick as a beer can. And what a beautiful mushroom head he had, I wanted to touch it. It was big, bold, black and beautiful and I wanted to feel it.

I started to rub further up Mike’s thighs and he opened his legs for me. As I rubbed the inside of his legs, I accidentally brushed his balls and he left out a small moan.

”Okay dude all finished.”

“Wait Dave, if you massage my cock I will pay you an extra 50 bucks just like I do with the masseuse.”

“Shit man you can’t tell anyone.”

“I promise, I won’t.”

I poured oil on his cock and watched it dribble down the stem. I put one hand on his cock and lifted it off his stomach. It was so hard and hot. I saw Mike looking at my hand as I rubbed it up and down on his cock. I was hard; stroking Mike’s magnificent cock got me extremely horny. As I stroked it, my mind compared it to my own. I always thought I had a decent cock about 8 inches but feeling Mike’s cock made me realize just how much bigger his was than mine.

“Oh Man that feels good.”

“Have to admit I am enjoying it too. I have never seen a cock this big.”

“Why don’t you get a closer look?”

“What do you mean?”

“Look I didn’t tell you before but I don’t pay that masseuse and extra 50 bucks I pay her an extra 100 when she blows me.”

“Dude I can’t do that.” I am saying this as I stroke his cock up and down.”

“Why not, look you already stroking it. What’s the difference if you just put it in your mouth?”

“There’s a big difference.”

“Come on man, try it, and lick just the head, if you don’t like it stop.”

“If you ever tell anyone I did this I will kill you.”

“Okay… okay already try it.”

I bent down, let my tongue out, and lightly lick the head. It was so strange to be licking a cock. I found I liked the feeling of his cock touching my lips, so I opened my mouth and let the head slide in. I felt Mike’s hand on the back of my head and he pushed down until I had half of his cock in my mouth.

“Come on suck my cock Dave.”

I was really getting into it; I was stroking the bottom part of his cock while I sucked the upper part. I loved the feel of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head and could feel every vein around it. I felt Mike’s legs tighten I knew he was close to cumming so is started to pull my face away but he kept his hand on the back of my head, keeping his cock in my mouth. Then it happened, I felt the first wave of cum shoot into my mouth. I started to gag but Mike made me suck all the cum out oh his cock. He kept cumming, until he drained his cock inside my mouth.

“Man you’re a good cocksucker. I loved cumming in your mouth.”

“Shit you son of a bith, I didn’t want you to cum in my mouth.”

“Sorry dude, it felt too good. Now get back down there and lick the rest of my cock. Lick it clean.”

“Fuck you, I ain’t doing it again.”

“Yes you are, you’re now my slut. See that camera up there. I filmed the whole thing. How would you like that pretty wife of yours seeing it?”

“You asshole.”

“Shut the fuck up, we both know you liked it. Now take your clothes off and lick my cock clean.”

I took off all my clothes. I had a raging hard on.

“You see I knew you liked it.”

I bent down, took his soft cock into my mouth, and licked it all over. It was so different now, it was soft and spongy. Soon his cock started to grow. I loved sucking it, he was right. I was his cock slave, we both knew it.

I was doing a good job on his cock, when he reached down and pulled it out of my mouth.

”Get on the bed.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

I got on the bed and he said. “Now sit on my cock. I am going to fuck you.”

I knew better than to resist besides deep down I wanted him to fuck me. I poured a bunch of oil on his cock and lowered my ass so his cock was touching my hole. I let his head slip into my outer ring.

“Shit that fucking hurts.”

“Just relax the pain will go away.”

“Just don’t fucking move.”

“Don’t worry, we will go slowly. I plan to fuck you a lot more than just today. I want to make sure you enjoy it so next time you will be begging me to fuck you. I relaxed as best as I could and Mike was right.

After a while, the pain disappeared and was replaced with a sensation of felling full. I lowered my ass a little more. More of his cock slipped in until I said, “ Fuck it.”

I dropped my ass down hard and fast until I bottomed out and I could feel his entire cock inside my ass.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

“You like that huh.”

“Oh god yes. I love the way your cock feels inside me.”

“I knew you would like it. From the moment we met, I knew one day I was going to fuck you. Now your mine anytime anywhere I want you. I am going to fuck you.” “Oh god yes, I love your cock, fuck me good. I was bouncing up and down on his cock enjoying every minute of it. His cock was hitting my prostate, which was sending me through the roof.

Mike lifted my ass off his cock and got up.

“Come here.”

I followed him to the wall and he put my back to the wall and lifted me up. He lowered my ass on his cock. I wrapped my legs around him and he fucked my ass good. He drove his cock deep inside my body. Lowering my ass up and down on his cock. I held on for dear life as mike fucked me.

“OH baby, your ass feels good. I am going to enjoy fucking you in front of your wife.”

“OH shit I don’t care what you do I want to feel your cum inside me.”

“Yes baby I am going to cum in you, and then we are going to go over to your house an I am going to fuck you in front of your wife, and then I am going to fuck her too.”

“Oh yes fuck me.”

“Yes baby, then after I fuck her I am going to fuck you again. I am going to turn the two of you into my personal fuck slaves.”

As Mike is talking I am picturing his big cock fucking my wife and it sends me over the edge and I explode all over Mike’s stomach. He looks at me and smiles and I feel his cock erupt inside my ass. His hot cum is searing the inside of my bowels.

“Oh yesssssssssssss cum in me.”

He continues to spew more cum inside my ass. He lets my feet hit the floor but I am still impaled on his cock.

“You like my cock in your ass don’t ya?

“Oh god yes I love it.”

He finally pulls out, grabs my hand, and pulls me into the shower. He pushed me down on my knees and says.

“Clean my cock and blow me again. I want you to get all my cum out so when I go and fuck your wife I will last even longer. Now be a good boy and blow me.”

I sucked mike’s cock again until he came inside my mouth once gain. We both got dressed and planned my wife’s seduction. But that is another story.

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Two boys drill the third one

gaylover — Mon, 12 Jul 2010 23:17:57 +0000

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I have always thought of myself for the most part as being straight, but like so many guys who don’t like to admit it had always wondered what it would be like to suck some cock.

I had experimented in with some friends and guys I met from time to time. I was always told how good it was. Little did they know how much I enjoyed. I found that I really liked and had a talent for sucking cock and being able to swallow, most of the time, every drop of cum served up to me. What I did miss I would get to after I’d finished. Swallowing a hot load of cum was something that really turned me on. Many times I would cum just from getting a mouthful without ever touching my cock.

My attention then turned to females but sex with them never really satisfied my appetite. I found myself thinking more and more about the satisfaction I got with guys. In this little town I thought I had to be with females to maintain an “image”. It got to the point where I found myself jerking off every day. Anytime I felt the need I would do it no matter where I was. I had never forgotten what it was like to suck some cock and swallow a hot load of jizz. I found myself thinking about it a lot. Re-living those times always brought out the best of orgasms during my jerk off sessions.

One night as I lay in my bed jerking off, I kept thinking of having a hot load of cum to taste to get me off. Then I thought why not. I propped myself up with my feet over the headboard so my cock was right above my face. When I came I caught as much in my mouth as I could and swallowed every drop. From that day on I almost never jerked off without eating my own cum.

It was shortly after that I decided to find guys who wouldn’t mind another guy sucking them off. I began stopping at highway rest areas, public rest rooms, parks and anywhere I could find some horny guys that wanted blow jobs. I had always wondered what it would be like to suck and swallow several guys at one time. It became an obsession with me. I could not stop thinking about it.

My wish came true one night at a party where everyone was “straight”. A few of my friends had heard about my escapades but only one of them Bobby ever took me up on it and would let me suck him off whenever the chance was there. Of course I had to promise not to let anyone know. He of course never blew me but once in a while when he was somewhat drunk he would jerk me off while I sucked his cock.

Now back to the party and what happened later into the night. As is usually the case a lot of the guys who were trying to score babes were striking out. One of them was Bobby. He came up to me and asked if I’d like to go out in the small wooded area at the back of the house and blow him. I was out the door behind a tree with my pants down and on my knees in seconds and it wasn’t long before I was swallowing a hot load of Bobby’s.

What I didn’t know was that Bobby had told four of the other babe less guys at the party, knowing of my fantasy, that I would blow them too. All four guys were there watching me blow Bobby and when I finished him off Kurt had his hot hard fat cock in my face. I swallowed him right to the hilt and had him blowing his load in minutes. I was in heaven and came when Kurt shot off in my mouth with a good size load. By then all the guys were hard and had there cocks out and ready for me.

Next was Tom. He had the smallest cock of the bunch but it was kind of thick and he had shaved completely. I love to suck a shaved cock and set of balls and went to town on him. Licking him all over I was driving him to the brink and I had him cumming almost as soon as I swallowed his cock. A nice size load of good hot cum that surprised me. As I wasn’t ready for such a big load I lost a bit of it and had to lick it off his cock and balls then went back down on him and sucked until I sure I had gotten all of it.

Paul who had the nicest cock in the bunch was next. It was very long, a good nine inches at least, but kind of slender with a nice smooth head. I wanted my time with Paul to last. I spent time licking his cock from tip to base and sucking his balls then I would swallow him and suck him while my tongue danced around his cock. When I felt like he was going to cum I went back to licking his cock and balls driving him crazy. I couldn’t believe how much pre-cum was drooling from his cock it was almost as though he was cumming. I can’t put in to words how good that tasted. Well he had had enough of me teasing him and ordered me to suck his cock. When I went back down on him he grabbed my head and drove his cock all the way down my throat. Seconds later he was yelling for me to get ready for the biggest load of cum I ever had and that I better not lose one drop. He bellowed as he started to cum and I could not believe how much was pouring down my throat. He let go of my head and let finish him in a way that would allow me to taste his cum. I pulled my mouth back a bit but kept my lips wrapped tightly around his cock and let him keep filling my mouth and swallowing to make room for the next blast to fill my mouth once again. That happened four or five times and I just kept sucking and swallowing. Next thing I know I felt a warm wet mouth swallow my cock and I started to cum almost instantly. It was Bobby and as he sucked me dry I kept right on sucking Paul to get every last drop.

When I looked up poor guy Danny was still waiting his turn. By know I had been sucking cock non-stop for at least 45 minutes and had cum twice. When I looked at Danny’s cock he was soft but the best thing about his was that he was un-cut. Oh how I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on him. I had only sucked 2 other guys that were un-cut. I had such a great time with Danny’s cock. Being able to pull his foreskin back and lick the head then I would let my tongue slide up inside his hood and swirl it around. As he started to get hard I just put him in my mouth so I could feel it grow. I was shocked at how much larger he got when he was hard. His cock was so stiff his foreskin was stretched completely and the head of his cock was swollen and a dark purple color. Like Paul he to had copious amounts of pre-cum. What a treat he was. Before long he told me he was going to cum and tried to pull out of my mouth. I grabbed his cock and started sucking like I never had before. That was it for good old Danny boy as he filled my mouth with what was my fifth load of the night. Can you say oh my god is this really happening? Well I tried to keep Danny in my mouth but he told me it was so sensitive after he came that if I kept on sucking him he might start to pee.

I had the most awesome feeling come over me right then and there. My cock got so hard so fast at the thought of what I was about to do. I almost couldn’t believe what I was doing. Danny was peeing and I was drinking it down right from his cock. I almost choked but managed to swallow almost all he let go. I was about to bust my third nut of the night and as Danny pulled his dripping cock from my mouth Paul stepped in front of me with that wonderful cock of his. With my mouth still more than half full of Danny’s pee I leaned back as Paul fed me his cock and immediately locked my lips around him. Paul let out a yelp as he felt the warmth of Danny’s pee around his cock. He kept telling me how incredible it felt and not to swallow yet.

The next thing I know Tom is standing there and saying how much he was enjoying what he was seeing and was as hard as a rock. He looked at me and asked if he could suck my cock and without waiting for an answer he went down on me. It was then that I went back to work on Paul. He kept saying what he had been all along while jerking his nice long cock. Please just wait a little longer before you swallow. Just then Kurt came over and went down on Tom. When Paul saw that he bellowed out as he did before and started filling my mouth instantly. I will never forget what it was like swallowing Danny’s pee and Paul’s cum at the same time. The taste was so unlike anything I had before or since. On top of all that I swear that Paul was giving up an even bigger load than the first one.

Without saying a word I just let go right in Tom’s mouth. He took it like a pro and swallowed my entire load. Then Tom let go in Kurt’s mouth. He let Tom finish cumming. Just as I was finishing Paul and milking him dry Kurt came over pulled me off him and tilted my head back. I opened my mouth and as he put his to mine and fed me Tom’s cum. We started french kissing each other as we shared Tom’s cum.

After all that had gone on I was really getting tired and sore. That’s when Bobby came over to me jerking another big hard-on and asked if I could finish him. He told me it wouldn’t take long and he was right. As he put his cock in my mouth soaked with pre-cum he started to cum before he even got it all the way in my mouth. There I was swallowing yet another load of cum and didn’t have to work for it.

I thought that was the end of it but as Danny watched all the action he too came over to me. His cock was as hard as I had seen it earlier. He looked at me with a big smile and asked if I could handle one more treat. That was all I needed to hear and took cock in my mouth yet again. Remembering what I had done to Danny earlier I just looked up at him while I was devouring his cock. He knew exactly what that look meant. Before long my mouth was being filled with another load. Knowing this was to be the last of the night I kept as much of Danny’s cum in my mouth. As I was working over his cock with my mouth full, Danny did just what I was hoping. He began to pee in my mouth again and I got to taste another mixture of Danny’s piss this time with his cum. As sweet a treat as Paul’s cum was, this one was even better and again without touching my cock got off for the fourth time that night.

This is a true story and was told just as it happened. Although it was never repeated again, I will never forget the most intense sexual pleasure of my life. I swallowed eight loads of cum two of them with a mixture of pee and shared another load in a kiss. This all took place in the space of an hour and a half. Most of the guys didn’t talk about that night but I did have the pleasure of sucking off three of the five from time to time for almost a year after.

This took place about twenty-five years ago and to this day when home alone and want to have a real good jerk-off session I do it in the tub so I can re-live some of that night by taking some of my piss with a load of my cum. I hope you enjoyed and will let me know if you did. It’s the first time I have ever written about any of my experiences and I do have more. None will compare but I do have some more very hot tales to tell if you are into cum eating.

Sex adventures of a gay trio

gaylover — Sat, 10 Jul 2010 05:17:57 +0000

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The water is hot, it feels good. Last night was mostly a blur, flashes of images, things that don’t make a lot of sense. I feel fine, maybe a little dizzy, but nothing too bad. I close my eyes and let the water hit my face and run down the front of me. I feel like I’m going to pass out, still tired and the hot water is lulling me into a daze. I’m just about to doze off when the sound of the door opening pulls me from near sleep.

“Sorry, someone is in here buddy!” I yell out, my eyes still closed. The shower curtain opens and a naked man stands before me. He is skinny like me, but with a bit more weight. His body hair is neatly trimmed, his pubic region bald. His cock was flaccid but long. He was uncut, something I’m not totally used to. I want to be angry at him for interrupting my shower, but I couldn’t stop staring at his cock. It grew more firm as I stared at it.

Without a word, he stepped into the shower. I stood in shock and intrigue. My cock was growing hard very fast. He reached out and lightly ran his hand over my rock hard meat. I shuddered in a mixture of fear and excitement. His hand felt smooth, gentle on my quivering member. His cock was fully erect now. Maybe 8-9 inches in length, thick, but not too thick. His balls were large and bald. My head was filled with dirty thoughts, my mouth wet with hunger.

He grabbed my arm and spun me around, pushing me against the wall. His meat stick pressed against my ass hole and I gasped. I shook my head no and he laughed a bit. The cock slid hard against my ass hole then down, sliding between my legs. His pubic bone rested on my ass, the shaft of his cock rubbing my taint while the head popped out beside my balls. I reached down and tickled underneath his bulbous head. He started rubbing his massive meat back and forth, massaging my taint with his shaft. His hand reached down and gripped my cock.

He started stroking me hard. My hips shot back and I was pressing firmly against his body. It felt good. Our wet skin rubbing against each other, his pubic bone slamming against my ass hole, everything about the situation was driving me crazy. I moaned out loud, gripping his cock firmly in my hand. He pulls my hair back and locks onto my neck with his lips. His tongue swipes over the flesh on my neck. Waves of ecstasy wash over me. I start to shake in desire.

“FUCK MY ASS!” I scream out. My desire had taken control of me and lust filled my body. I wanted to feel his hard cock inside me, fucking me. I’d never felt like this before, but this was true, this was what I needed.

“First you have to get it slippery.” He said, spinning me around. I was face to face with him. He embraced me and I started to kiss his neck. Slowly, I moved down his body, kissing his skinny frame, feeling his flesh under my lips. He was moaning in delight as I moved lower and lower. My tongue traced back and forth over the taught skin on his stomach. I reached his pubic bone, just inches from his throbbing hard cock, his freshly shaved skin smooth under my wanting lips. I kiss lower, the hot water running down his body, washing over my face as I get closer and closer to his cock. I reach the base of the shaft. I hesitate for a second, nervous about what I’m going to do, but I dive in. I let the hard, wet flesh drag across my cheek. Soon I reach his engorged head. My tongue dances over the head, his body going taught with desire. His hands find their way to my head and he pushes my face down, the thick shaft sliding into my wet mouth.

The head filled my mouth, but he was gentle. He didn’t go too deep, allowing me to control how much of his tasty meat I let in my mouth. At first I’m slow, feeling it in my mouth. I let my tongue dance as much as it can. As I start to bob more, he pushes deeper, shoving the head against the back of my throat. I gag and he lets go. I spit a large amount of thick saliva over the shaft and start stroking it vigorously. He moans more and more and my hand manipulates the beautiful member.

“I can’t take this anymore!” he yells out, lifting me to my feet. He spins me around, gets on his knees and starts licking my ass hole. His hand plays with my balls as he licks my little sensitive rim. His face feels so good buried in between my skinny little ass cheeks. I start to moan out as loud as he was. Waves of extreme pleasure wash over me, consuming my body. He stops suddenly and stands. His hard cock presses against my tight little hole. I feel pressure and then it breaks in. My ass feels full but good. I push back, burying the cock deeper inside me. At first he’s slow but soon he’s fucking me hard.

“Fuck me, oh god, FUCK ME!” I scream as his cock violates my ass over and over again. His body presses against mine and we start to make out as he fucks my hole. His tongue pushes inside my mouth and I let out a muffled moan. I can feel him tensing up more and more, his orgasm is imminent. I feel the cock let go, thick spurts of hot liquid fill my bowels. I can feel it convulsing inside me, his teeth bite down on my neck as he finishes his climax. I feel the large member go a little flaccid. Very gently, he pulls the defeated cock from my ass hole. After a moment of panting, he starts to kiss down my back.

Once again, he starts licking my ass hole; his cum slowly drips out of my ass. He laps up the thick semen while he strokes my cock. I cannot control myself anymore. My cock explodes in his had and he makes his best effort to catch it. Standing up, with a handful of my jizz, he starts to make out with me. He holds the cum dripping hand over our mouths and we lap it up as it drips down. Our tongues lap in unison, the hot liquid lubricating out kisses. The salty fluid slides down my throat and I start to pass out. He catches me. I wake up in my bed a few minutes later, laying on his stomach. We make out a few more times, exchange numbers then part ways.

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WARNING: This story contains graphic descriptions of male-male sexual relations and acts. You must be of 18 years of age or older to continue. If you are offended by the material suggested herein, DO NOT read any further. You have been warned.

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I had just closed escrow on a house I found in Manhattan Beach, a better part of Los Angeles County than my old digs–closer to the beach. I spent the day moving in my furniture, and as the sun went down, to celebrate I drove to a restaurant I saw on Sepulveda Boulevard. I sat at the bar and ordered a Knob Creek and soda–a little 100 proof whiskey was just what I needed.

I took a sip and looked around–and almost choked. Damn! That’s Camille. I hadn’t seen her since the divorce. She sat at a table across the room, looking the other way. I set my drink down and gave her the once-over. Fine. Still fine.

We hadn’t gotten along in daily life, but the nights, oh, the nights. Fucking her was violent, a horny struggle. Her pussy was the storming, furious eye of a hurricane. Hurricane Camille.

Camille could outshine any Hollywood starlet. Long, blonde hair. A body that beyond any horny description in a porn book. And that pussy. My cock stiffened from the memories.

I picked up the whiskey and walked over. “Hello, Camille. Long time no see.”

She was startled. “Grant! What are you doing here?”

“Got a promotion. Decided to move closer to the beach.”

“But here? Manhattan Beach? That’s where I live–”

“–Hey, how could I know where you’d gone. I guarantee I didn’t move here to stalk you!”

She smiled. “Yes. That was a long time ago.” She sipped her drink. “Did you get married again?”

“Nope. Footloose and fancy free.”

She giggled, then murmured almost to herself: “This is incredible. This is going to blow his mind.” She looked up at me. “You remember the good times we had?”

“Do I? Why’d we ever break up? I’m getting a hardon just thinking about what you can do in a bedroom.”

She smiled, and her voice dropped to a low, sultry moan. “How’d you like to do that again? Sit down, Grant.”

That caught me by surprise. I sat across from her. “I thought, uh, you said you were, uh, you know, married.” Under the table, she put her hand on my crotch. “Oh, yes, I remember this big thing. You kept me sore, you bad boy.” She squeezed my bulge, and my cock strained to straighten out. She looked up into my face and smiled. “My husband and I want a threesome. You want to get into a threesome with us?”

I choked again on my drink. “A threesome?? Two men and a woman? Is he–”

“–Gay? Bi? Nope. He’s straight. Just wants to watch. I’ve been telling him for a long time that I need a little more variety, and he finally said yes as long as he can watch.”

Did that ever sound familiar. Camille and I broke up because she could never keep her legs shut. She fucked everybody in the neighborhood. But she caught me one day fucking one of those same neighbor guys. For some odd reason, she took offense that I should be bi and fucking her tricks, and the argument escalated into divorce.

Asking for a ménage a trois, therefore, was not a surprise, coming from Camille. I thought about it: What’s the harm? I would love to get some of that boiling pussy. A heavy session with Camille always left me walking funny the rest of the day.

“Yeah,” I said quietly. “I’d like that. When do you want to do it?”

“Right now. Come home with me. I’ve already arranged this with him.”

“Yeah.” I smiled, “Like old times.”

She squeezed my crotch again. “Let’s hope this big thing hasn’t grown old.”

We left the restaurant. She drove off in her car, and I followed in mine. Camille lived on the other side of Manhattan Beach–farther from the water. She pulled into the driveway, and I parked out front. She hurried into the house, leaving the door open. I followed, my dick getting harder with every step.

Nice place. Not ritzy, but nice. She was behind the bar, mixing drinks. “Take a seat on the couch. My husband will be home in a few minutes. His shift is just about over.”

As I sat down, I looked over at her. “What does he do?”

Instead of answering, she pulled open her blouse, showing me those gorgeous tits, and my mind went blank. All our years apart dropped away as I got up and hurried over to her, knocking over a glass as I grabbed those flame-throwers and thumbed her nipples into hard bullets. Oh, the memories came rushing back as I bent down to take a big nipple into my mouth.

“Ah, God, yeah! Grant, you were always good with my tits!”

A touch of sanity cut through my lust-haze. “Shouldn’t we wait for your husband?”

As if on cue, a key clicked in the lock, the door opened, and in stepped God. A huge man, a giant–almost had to stoop to get through the door–and as he stepped into the room, my blood froze in my veins. He wore the silver motorcycle helmet with a blue stripe, the mirror sunglasses, the .45 pistol, and the khaki summer uniform with the fucking shiny badge of the California Highway Patrol! A motorcycle cop!

The ceiling was falling in. Ohmigod. Caught like a fucking rat! A true monster, the man had to be at least 6′5″ and built like a Sherman tank. The sunglasses hid his eyes, but he had a square jaw, a broad nose, and a mouth in a dangerous sneer. “So he’s the one?” A voice like a cement mixer full of gravel.

I was looking death in the face. I glanced around for a window, a back door, anything. I’ll be lucky to live through this.

Hey, I’m no wimp; I’m 6 feet tall and weigh 198. I work out at the gym and go jogging three times a week. But compared to Man Mountain, I was a Boy Scout. He’ll kill me without even trying. And he’s going to try. I couldn’t see his eyes through the mirror sunglasses, but I saw his clenched fists. Caught me flat-footed. Alone with his wife.

I glanced over at her. Sweet revenge, is it, Camille, you bitch? The damned slut had tricked me in there to be killed by her cop husband. Set me up by baring her tits.

She smiled back. “Grant, this is my husband, Harley.”

Harley? Harley the motorcycle cop? If I wasn’t scared shitless, I would’ve laughed. Poor guy probably got a good ribbing in CHP locker rooms. –but no, anybody who laughed at Harley the Hulk would be lucky to get away with only a broken jaw.

He took off the mirror sunglasses and the helmet. Marine Corps buzz-cut brown hair and–Jesus!–black, soul-less eyes like a shark. Oh, God, this is going to be bad. He glared at me, his giant biceps flexing, stretching the short sleeves of his uniform. He opened his mouth for another growl–Here it comes. I’ll hear how I’m going to die–”Wife’s been tellin’ me for a long time she wants to try a threesome. I guess you’re the one we do it with.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Knock me over with a feather.

But he wasn’t smiling. He stared into my face, eyes unblinking, like a lion looking at a trapped impala. “I’ll go along with it,” he growled. “Whatever she does with another man, I get to watch.” It was exactly the same tone of voice, the same fury he would use to say, “Ya gotta ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’ Well, do ya, punk?”

He went on. Same murderous voice: “So, you gonna fuck my wife while I watch?” Oh, shit, this can’t be real. It’s a trick. The second I say anything about fucking her, he’ll tear my guts out.

He turned to Camille, staring at her bared titties. “I see you got started without me.” Breathing hard, I moved slowly from behind the bar, calculating how long it would take him to unsnap the trigger-guard on his holster and if I could make it to the door before he could pull out the .45. He glared at me, then reached over the bar to tweak Camille’s nipples. Now’s the time. He’s distracted. But he looked up at me. “Why don’t we all strip down?”

Huh? Do what? Frozen stiff, I stared as he unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it on the counter. Ohmigod! Massive chest. Like a battleship. Turrets of muscle. Shoulders like a freeway bridge. The white undershirt stretched over his chest so tight it outlined every muscle, even his nipples jutting out. Everything in Super-size. He must weigh over 250 pounds!

Superman in a CHP uniform. Batman with a motorcycle helmet. I gulped. He was pure sirloin, but I was about to be hamburger.

He growled at me. “Well?”

I began to inch toward the door, unbuttoning my shirt. He unbuckled his gun belt and dropped it on the bar then unbuckled his belt and pulled open those tight tan pants. Damn! Hips like a granite statue. Okay, now’s the time to make my break. His pants are down, and I’ve only unbuttoned my shirt. Then he pulled down his jockstrap. I fully expected to see a cock like a shotgun, but–I’ll be damned!–the giant stallion had only about six inches, maybe seven. Hey, nothing to be ashamed of, but nothing to brag about, either, but certainly not to the scale of his gigantic body.

I got a shot of adrenalin. It’s as simple as this: when I crawled out of the gene pool, I had a prize cock: the inches, the diameter, the sexy foreskin. Even as a kid I had a cock that always won me admiring glances in the showers, and although Officer Harley could toss me around like a rag doll, I still had the biggest cock in the room.

I don’t know what came over me, but I put off the Big Escape for a minute or two. I just had to show him.

I unbuckled and shucked down my pants, then yanked down my shorts. Camille got me hard, but the terror of her husband had “retracted” me, so I had to show soft. But no problemo. Hey, I’ve got eight inches soft, big around as his can of Mace.

He noticed. Stared, in fact. Gazed at my cock like he’d never seen one before, and damn, I started to harden up.

Camille was the first to speak. “God,” she hissed, “I forgot how big that thing is!”

Bad move. He jerked around to look at her. “Forgot??”

Oh, shit, now she’s going to get it. But she smiled at him. “Grant is my ex-husband. We were divorced two years ago.”

Harley’s turn to look stunned. “Ex-husband? You mean you’ve already–”

Suddenly my neck was in the noose again. “No,” I yelped, “I just happened to see her in a bar on Sepulveda, and–well, she said–you wanted to–” Oh, shit, I’m digging myself in deeper! Harley croaked like a horny tuba, “Okay, Ex, let’s see you fuck her.”

Again, I couldn’t believe my own ears. Camille reached out and took my hand. While Harley and I were watching each other drop trou, she had stripped down to the buff, ready to play. She pulled me after her toward the bedroom. This is one for the books. The biggest fucking cop in the whole world wants to watch me fuck his wife! Just before we reached the bed, Camille suddenly turned around to face me, dropped to her knees, and Oooh! her mouth glommed around my cockhead, and both her hands gripped the shaft, jacking me as she sucked away. I groaned and lurched my hips. Oh, yes! Harley moved past me to sit on the bed, staring at his wife slurping at my cock. Staring like he was hypnotized. Moving closer and closer until his face was inches from Camille’s drooling mouth. His own mouth hung open in lust. Harley was horny. Hard dick. Seven stiff inches eager to Protect and Serve.

And no signs of aggression.

I was “okay” (so far), but the whole situation was so fucking surrealistic, I had trouble getting up a full hardon. But the longer she sucked me and the deeper I sank into her throat, the more I warmed up, and soon I was at a full-on throb. But Camille astonished me again. Without warning, she backed off my cock, leaving a long string of her spit and my precum dribbling from her lips.

She grabbed the back of Harley’s head, pulled him closer to me, and pushed my cockhead against his lips! Oh, fuck, don’t! No! Now I do get killed! He struggled against her, but to my astonishment, it was a “show-struggle.” He could have batted her away like a mosquito, but he gasped in a hoarse whisper. “No! I ain’t no gay! I can’t!”

“Come on, Harley, my love, you know you want to.” She pulled his face closer again. “Go on, Harley, suck it!”

“No! Please! I’m not queer! Don’t make me!”

I watched in amazement. “Please?” “Don’t make me?” No way in hell could she “make” him do anything. He outweighed her by at least 125 pounds, and he could sweep her away with his index finger. Nothing could have made him move closer to my cock–but he was moving. Slowly. Hesitantly. As if her hand on the back of his head was more than he could withstand.

“No, no, I can’t! Don’t make me! Please don’t! I’m no fairy! Arggh!” His voice dissolved into a hoarse, animal gargle, his jaws opened wide, and he took my cockhead into his mouth. “Mmmmf!”

Delirious, unbelieving, I rammed it to the back of his throat, his lips tight around it all the way and my eyes clenched in ecstasy. The biggest CHP motorcycle cop in LA County is sucking my cock! I had to see him. I had to see this happening. I opened my eyes and looked down.

His mouth was in a big O around my cockshaft–I’m about three inches thick–and his eyes were closed. He liked it!

The whole, goddamned experience was so supernatural, it could have blurred over the sex, but the idea, the very idea of a huge highway patrolman unable to keep himself from sucking my cock pushed my button so hard I shot straight to the climax. Before I knew it, Blam! Oh, God, oh, Jesus! The pleasure was so intense I blacked out for a couple of seconds, but I got him! I cummed so hard I could feel the jism shooting out in globs stretching the vesicles in my nuts like baseballs blasting through a garden hose. The big cop choked as a gush of traffic-ticket revenge surged down his throat.

And he swallowed. I thought a straight guy, even one somehow blackmailed by his wife into sucking somebody’s cock, would spit it out afterward, but every drop went down his throat–I saw him gulping. It was wonderful, incredible, mind-blowing. My knees were weak. I would never forget this.

When my softening cock finally slopped out of his mouth, he was blushing! Pure embarrassed. Redder than a drunk. “Oh, my God,” he groaned, “what have I done?”

Suddenly I saw the potential, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. The ball was in my court. I’ve turned out a few guys before, and I knew the signs. I knew what he had to admit, what he had to hear: “You, my big cop, just sucked my cock, ten hard inches of reckless driver. You are a cocksucker.” He hung his head.

I reached down to his chin and lifted up his face. “You’re hot. You can suck cock like a pro.” Some drools of jism oozed from the side of his lips. “Is that my sperm? Why, yes it is. You liked sucking my cock, didn’t you?”

He blushed even redder.

“Didn’t you?”

His voice was a hiss. “Yeah.”

“Say it. Say it out loud.”

“Okay, so I sucked your cock! I ain’t gay!” His voice sounded like a panther’s growl, scaring me again–I can still get maimed if this brute repents.

I risked it all. I shoved my soft dick against his lips–Please, God, don’t let him back away from it “Want to suck it again? Get me hard again?”

He didn’t move. Oh, shit.

I rubbed it back and forth on his lips. “You’re a cocksucker now, you know. Can’t change that. Might as well enjoy it.”

It worked. After thinking a moment–Yeah, it’s true, cop. Welcome to the world of cocksuckers–he closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and sucked me in, nursing on my soft cock, getting it harder.

“Yeah, that’s it. You know you like it.”

He backed off me, and the growl was back: “This don’t mean I’m a queer! I’m just doing it this once!”

Good sign. The right answer–What I am now doing does not mean I’m less of a man. “Yeah, but you’ve already sucked my cock twice.” I looked into those black, scary eyes. “You want to suck it again? Tell me.”

He made a choking sound, almost like a sob. “All right, all right, I’ll suck it. Lemme suck it.” He looked up at me. “I’ll suck your cock,” he hissed, “just tonight! Don’t you tell anybody!”

YES! I was fully hard again, and when I brought my cock closer to his face, he glommed onto it eagerly. Success! Something had clicked inside him. He had crossed a line he thought impossible. With one hand he cupped my balls, and I knew it: I was going to turn this big cop. He had crossed one line, but I was going to break him completely.

“Hey, how about me?” Damn. Camille wanted attention. As I turned to her, I got an inspiration! Maybe I can use this bitch to take him by surprise. I fell back onto the bed, already hard from Harley’s surrendering mouth. “Think you can ride this bucking bronco, baby?”

With a groan, she crawled over to me, straddled me, and guided my cock to her drooling snatch. “Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, baby! I’ve really missed this big thing!”

I glanced over at Harley. He winced. A stab like that from your wife can hurt.

Too bad. He had a decent cock, nothing like mine, but a good size. Nothing to wince about. Camille was a cruel bitch. But it didn’t matter. Before this night was over, I was going to change Harley’s point of view. He wouldn’t give a shit about Camille any more.

Moaning and panting, Camille lowered herself onto my throbbing pole. “Oh, baby,” she squeaked, “it’s so goddamned big! It hurts! I remember that hurt. God, it turns me on!” She skewered herself on me in short jerks, followed by long pauses to let her long-unaccustomed pussy adjust to the stretch. For my part, I lay back, my hands behind my head, looking up at the horny woman impale herself.

Slowly, slowly, uttering little whimpers of pain, and stopping suddenly when the stretch hurt too much, she lowered herself, and after a long, horny process, her clit ground into my pubic hair, and I was in her to the hilt. She fell forward onto me, squashing those wonderful tits onto my chest, groaning like feeding time at the hog trough. She lurched herself on me, fucking in short jabs, then she rose up to sit again, enjoying the deeper penetration. “Ahh, God, I love this.”

She raised and lowered herself on my pleasure-rod, sighing and panting, groaning wordless sounds, her eyes shut as the orgasms played over her face: “Aaaah,” then a minute later, “Ohh, oh, God,” and still later, “Oh, oh, oh–YES!”

Meantime, Harley had scrambled over to kneel beside her on the bed, and finally he leaned over to kiss his copulating wife, sucking on her tongue while she moaned with each hit on her G-spot. With his back to me, I could admire Harley’s ass. Damn. Two granite boulders. Legs like beef haunches. With Camille in ecstasy, I reached over and ran my fingers up and down Harley’s ass-crack. With a moan into Camille’s mouth, he reached down to stroke himself. I worked a finger into his asshole. He gave a surprised lurch of his hips, and I heard him gasp through his kiss, but he didn’t move away or struggle. I worked the finger in deeper, and he moaned again.

Once I was finger-fucking him, I worked in a second finger. Again the surprised lurch, the pause to “get used to it,” and the lust-drunk moan. Then I got him with three fingers. Same response. In fact, his hips were lurching back against my fucking fingers.

Still iron-hard and slopping in and out of Camille, I took a deep breath. Although Harley had sucked my cock, what I planned next for him could easily turn out to be the last thing I ever did.

I pushed Camille over the edge into another orgasm, gave her a few good afterglow strokes, then pulled out and shoved her to the side. “Now it’s Harley’s turn! On your back, Harley. Camille, get ready!”

Weak from her climaxes, she knelt there, eyes dull with lust, not knowing what to do. Harley looked confused, too, but he lay back and spread his legs, his cock jutting up hard and ready. Finally catching on, Camille moved over to impale herself on him, but before she could, I nudged her aside, grabbed Harley’s mighty legs, lifted them up high, and pushed my cockhead against his asshole, pressing against it, nudging it open, shoving it to spread wider.

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Luis walked in and looked straight at me. I was naked but I reached for a towel.

“My dad said he’s waiting for you by the pool with cigars and lunch,” his voice was the typical sullen teenager’s. He was wearing only nylon shorts. He was sweating and his swimmers build was toned. I tried not to stare.

“Uh, thanks, I’ll be right down,” I stammered.

He shut the door without another word. I felt it in his eyes: He knew I was a cocksucker and that he could control me.

I dressed quickly in a bathing suit and tshirt and met Dan downstairs.

We smoked some cuban cigars, ate a great lunch of burgers and the works he’d done up on the grill, and talked about old times. He wanted to hear all about my old girlfriends from the old days. I’d been more popular than he had, and I think he liked hearing my success stories with women who wouldn’t go out with him. Hell, two of his girlfriends dumped him and asked me out. I’m not bragging, this is just the truth. Maybe Dan hero-worshipped me a little.

“Keith, I’m worried about Luis,” he said.

My mouth went dry and I reached for my beer to mask it. “Oh?”

“He’s really a non-starter,” Dan said. “He sleeps all day, doesn’t do much, and doesn’t seem to have any ambition.”

“Sounds like most of us at his age Dan,” I said, trying to keep it light. But I could hear the weights upstairs in Luis’ room and I kept thinking of his brown, glistening body.

“I keep trying to get him to focus, but he won’t listen,” Dan said.

“They’re like a brick wall at this age,” I agreed. I didn’t have kids but I had nephews.

“Would you talk to him?”

“Me?”

“Yeah, I’ve told him how cool you were in high school and college and how popular you were,” Dan said. “I told him how you stayed focused but had a lot of fun in the process, am I right?” He laughed.

“I guess,” I said. “But I don’t even know Luis.”

“He knows a lot about you, man, and it would mean a lot to me if you’d try?”

“I could try I guess,” I said. I was hoping he’d forget about it for the time being and I could avoid the whole thing.

“Cool, I’m going to go on a beer and rum run, we’re about out, so I’ll be gone for about 30 minutes,” Dan said. “Stay here and talk to him while I’m gone.”

“I don’t know…”

“Please?,” Dan said. “Look, he’s 19 so take him a beer if you want to break the ice. I don’t encourage him to drink but if you do it he’ll see how cool you are.”

I swallowed, “Okay, Dan, I’ll try.”

“Great,” and with that Dan grabbed his car keys and left.

I walked slowly up the stairs. I felt weak in the knees and my mouth was dry. I took another swig of my new beer and held the other for Luis in my hand. As I walked to his door I reached out to knock and the weights stopped.

“What?” he said sullenly.

“Hey, it’s your dad’s friend Keith,” I said, trying to hide the nervouseness in my voice.

“What do you want?”

“I brought you a beer,” I said, “Can I come in?”

He unlocked the door and I opened it. He was still wet with sweat from lifting.

“Here,” he reached for the beer and took it out of my hand. He drank it down fast.

“Give me yours,” he said. I handed it to him.

He slugged it back, too.

“What do you want?” he asked me with a small smile.

“I, well, your dad thought I might talk to you?” I stammered again.

“Go downstairs and bring me another beer,” he said.

Without thinking I left and went to get it.

Walking back up the stairs I thought to myself: What the hell is going on here? You should tell this smart ass teenager shit to get his own damn beer. He’s a sullen asshole. Tell him you aren’t his fricking maid.

…But I walked in, “here you go.” My hand was shaking a little.

He took it without thanks and then took a long sip. “I like lifting,” he said, sitting down in his desk chair. “I was going to take a shower so if you got something to say, say it fast.”

“Your dad thought I could…I don’t know, give you some advice,” I said, it sounded lame to me. And I was getting a hardon looking at Luis.

He stood up and took off his shorts in one quick movement. I couldn’t help but stare at his beautiful black cock. It was 5 inches soft and his big balls were beautiful.

“You’re fucking pathetic,” he said.

“What do you mean?” I said, finally ripping my eyes off his cock.

“You want to give me advice about how to be a successful guy?” He laughed. “But your getting divorced. Bet your wife dumped you because you couldn’t get it up.”

“No, ” I said, but then I stopped. I was breathless.

“You can’t take your eyes off my cock, can you, faggot?”

I looked down on the floor. I was ashamed but I couldn’t have left the room if I had tried.

“Get on your fucking knees, faggot,” he said.

And I did. I was on my knees, humiliated but hard. Why did I want this?

“My dad goes on and on about what a ladies guy you were and how all the chicks were after you, “Luis laughed. “Look at you now, cocksucker.”

He took a step toward me. “Crawl to me on your knees and kiss my feet.”

I hesitated. But I couldn’t stop myself. I crawled forward on my knees and bent down to kiss his feet. I gave them a quick peck.

“Keep your face down there and suck my toes, fag.”

“Luis, I…”

“Do it now,” he reached down and pressed my face against his toes. “Suck them one at a time.”

“I shouldn’t…”

“You’ve got a hard on cocksucker and that’s the only thing about you that’s telling the truth,” he said. “You want my cock in your mouth but you’re going to have to earn it. Suck each toe now or get the fuck out of here.”

I sucked each toe hungrily, greedily. I was about to come myself and had to concentrate not to.

“My dad’s best friend,” he said with scorn. “What a fucking success. He’s such a guy that he’s on his pussy knees in my bedroom sucking my toes,” he laughed.

I kept sucking and tried not to hear his insults. But they also turned me on more.

“Lick my balls,” Luis said.

I began to sit up and went for his balls but he put his hand in front of my face.

“Beg me to let you lick my balls,” he said.

“Luis, please…” my voice was raw and I barely recognized it.

“Now,” he said.

I had to fight tears now. “Luis, please let me suck your big balls and your fact cock…”

TO BE CONTINUED…

Young bear handles two dicks

gaylover — Thu, 08 Jul 2010 05:17:57 +0000

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The first thing I did when I got home was check the mailbox. Sure enough the mail I’d been expecting was there, waiting for me to open it.

I took it into the house and sat it on the table next to my favorite chair, while I went to the bathroom to take a leak and to get freshened up a bit. It was hot and muggy outside and I wanted to wash a little bit of the sweat off me first. I decided against taking a shower right then and just washed up in the sink. Standing in my shower was a way I loved to relieve stress, with all that hot water beating on my body, but right now I just wanted something quick. I took off my shirt as the water warmed up, then removed my shoes and pants, standing there in my boxers and socks. For a man of my age I was quite fit. No body fat anywhere. I still weighed around 125 pounds and kept my body in great shape. I had a gym membership and still went there twice a week to do a short workout, with weights and yoga. Every morning I’d run 3 miles and take a warm shower as soon as I got home. I took vitamins every day. My blood pressure was still quite good and I didn’t have to take any medications for any illnesses. I think the only time I ever went to the doctor was for my yearly physicals. My hair, or what was left of it, was a solid grey, with my beard and mustache more salt-and-pepper. I kept them cropped close though and my hair was also short. I preferred it that way. I quit wearing glasses five years ago, opting for contact lenses. I liked them and didn’t have to worry about laying my glasses down and forgetting them, like I used to do. I got the kind I could wear 24/7 for two weeks at a time and then replace them with a new set. I still had all my teeth and my hearing was just as sharp as ever.

I never had any complaints in the cock department. At least the girls I used to see never said anything bad about me. I’m not ‘big’ in any sense of the word, measuring in at just under 7″. Uncut with plenty of loose foreskin and an average sack beneath my cock. Like I said, none of the girls ever complained about my equipment and I knew how to use it, too. I could get a girl to scream each and every time I fucked her. I loved to go muff diving and would go down on her before doing anything else. Some of the time the women would go down on me at the same time, which I enjoyed to no end.

There was only one thing I would never do though. There were many times the women would ask me to fuck them in their asses, but I’d always say no. I never believed it was meant to stick my dick in someone’s ass and never would. One time one of them tried to jab a finger up my ass while she was sucking on me and I quickly told them I didn’t do that. It pissed her off, but I didn’t care. She could either quit or leave, it was up to her.

Once, when I was around 35 I had a man come up to me in an ABS and asked if he could suck my cock while I watched the videos. At first I was turned off by his actions but later decided to go ahead and let him. I think that was the time when I first learned that a man could suck a cock as good, or even better, than a woman could. I loved the way he paid attention to my foreskin and how he sucked it down into his throat as he worked his tongue around the underside of my cock. That man knew how to suck a cock and I remember I shot two good loads down his throat before he quit. That, however, was the only time I did something like that until I was well into my 50’s. And then I didn’t suck my first cock until the year I turned 61. I don’t know why I waited that long, but I did. When it did happen, it was not something that I’d planned to do though.

I was sitting in the booth at the ABS I visited quite frequently when I heard a noise and looked towards the glory hole in the wall beside me.

“Hey man,” I heard. “Wanna suck my cock?”

At first I almost refused, but then, without another word, the man pushed his black uncut cock through the hole-in-the-wall and the first thing I did was grab it, jacking it and watching as his foreskin uncovered his cock head. His black helmet was smooth and there was a slight bump at his piss hole, but other than that, it was a perfect-looking cock. It was also the first black cock I’d ever seen in person. I’ll never forget the feel of his cock in my hand that day. While his rod was rigid with all that blood coursing through it, the cock itself felt more like velvet then skin. While so hard it felt so soft in my unexperienced hand. I used both hands on him though, marveling at how good it felt in my hand and I started to pull on it, showing and hiding his head with each pull of his skin. The booth was dark, except for the light from the video, and I could see the precum beginning to form, a bead against his skin. I leaned over and licked it off, savoring my first taste of a cock. I never took my hands off it, either. I did pull back a bit though and look at this thing I was licking, enjoying the taste of his juices on my tongue. I move in once again and took that whole, marvelous head into my mouth, probing beneath his loose skin and licking around the helmet of his cock. I did notice he smelled as though he’d just gotten out of the shower, the scent of a ‘manly’ soap still lingering on his body.

“At least he’s clean,” I thought.

I returned to the task at hand, pulling his cock out of my mouth and licking down the entire black shaft, probing around the base of the organ and feeling that kinky hair against my lips and tongue. I pushed him back through the hole and grabbed his balls, pulling them through the hole and then proceeded to lick and suck on them.

“Hey man,” I heard him say, “Why don’t you come over here? You can have better access here then through this hole.”

Sounded like a good idea to me, so I pushed my own cock back into my pants, zipped them up, and then went to the other side of the room, where he stood with the door opened, waiting for me. Once inside I could tell it was going to be tight, so I made my own suggestion.

“Why don’t we just go to my place?” I asked.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure. I want to be able to enjoy my first time.”

“Your first time!” he said. “You mean you’ve never done this before?”

“Nope,” I answered. “Listen, I only live a couple blocks from here and it’s within walking distance.”

“You sure?” he asked again.

“Yes, I am. Wouldn’t you like to be more comfortable yourself?” I asked.

He seemed to ponder it for a few minutes the nodded in agreement.

“Meet me outside and we’ll head over there and then I can do this right and we can both enjoy ourselves without being confined to this booth.”

“I left first and within only five minutes or so he joined me.”

“My name’s Mike,” he introduced himself.

“I’m Ed,” I answered. “Nice to meet you.”

“Same here,” he answered and we shook hands. We were being quite polite for a couple of guys about to enjoy a mutual sucking session for the first time. Well the first time for me that is. I couldn’t say the same for him though, since I’d just met him. It never dawned on me that this might be the wrong thing to do, inviting a strange black guy back to my place for the first time. It worked out though and we had a good time.

As soon as we got to my place and were inside we both started shedding our clothing, me leading him to the bedroom and him trailing close behind. By the time we got to the bed we were both in our birthday suits and I pulled back the covers, thankful that I’d washed the sheets just the day before. I sat on the edge of the bed and faced his cock again, marveling how big it was. While not immense, it was perhaps 8 inches and, like me, had plenty of loose foreskin hiding his cock head. I reached out once more and pushed his skin back, noticing the now glistening of his cock head from the pre cum that had been leaking since I first handled it back at the ABS. I cupped his large set of balls and once more lowered my mouth to that magnificent organ, taking about half of it into my mouth, where I worked my tongue around his rod, sucking his skin once more into the recess of my throat, feeling it slide once more down my gullet. I began to bob up and down, taking as much of that organ into my mouth as I could. Amazingly my gag reflex never kicked in and before too long I was able to take him completely into my throat, feeling his kinky black hair at my lips once more. I worked on him with just my throat for a while, continuing to massage his balls with both hands now. I reached back and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling his as close to me as I could, continuing to take all that cock into my mouth, continuing to massage his without using my tongue.

“Damn, boy. You’re good! You sure this is your first time?”

All I could do was attempt to nod, his cock restricting my movement. I began to pull back though, gently using my tongue to wrap around his meat, pushing his skin back once more and feeling along it with my tongue and feeling it against my probe as I licked inside his skin around his cock head. His pre cum was still a small stream, steadily falling down the back of my throat, just past my taste buds, so I didn’t get a lot of taste at that time. As I continued to pull back though, the saltyish taste assailed my taste buds for the first time and I found that I was totally enjoying this.

I was now officially a cock sucker!

Gay ass withstands hard attack

gaylover — Wed, 07 Jul 2010 17:17:57 +0000

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A few years ago, when I was just returning home from college, I was hanging out with one of my old high school friends at my place. He and I used to be pretty tight before we ended up heading off to separate schools, him in Texas and me in Michigan. My friend, Joe, had come over with a case of beer and a pile of movies. We used to stay up all night when we were kids watching bad horror movies and making fun of how corny they were. That was one tradition we vowed to keep when we came home from college each year. From a quick glance at the top of the stack, it looked like another selection of cheesy horror flicks, now in DVD form instead of VHS.

Joe walked over and popped in a movie, then walked over and plopped down on the couch and ripped open the case of beer. He tossed me one, and we kicked back and starting drinking. The horror movie wasn’t that great. In fact, it was pretty lame. But, the highlights of it, like most horror movies, were the brief sex scenes with partial nudity. A couple of those scenes had happened through the movie. Each time, Joey and I just sat there, watching. I could feel my own dick harden at the scene, and I tried to push my beer can in my crotch to keep it down.

The night went on, and we popped in another movie. By now we were both feeling pretty buzzed, laughing at pretty much all the scary parts instead of being afraid. And when the sex scenes in this movie started, I again felt my dick start to rise. I was having enough of this getting excited and not being able to do anything about it, so I sat my beer down and was getting ready to go to the bathroom to release the hounds when I looked over and saw Joey fixated on the screen, a beer in one hand, and his dick in another.

I don’t know if he noticed me looking at him or not, but he kept stroking his dick throughout the scene. He started to pick up pace, but before he could finish, the scene ended. That was enough to snap his attention back a little, and he looked over and saw me gaping at him. “Oh, sorry, dude.” He moved to tuck his penis back in his pants.

“Couldn’t wait, huh?” I teased.

“Nah, man.” Joey took another swig off his beer. “I hate waiting. Sorry about that.”

“No problem,” I consoled. “I was just about to get up and do the same thing. Only… er… a little more privately.”

“Shit, man,” Joe said, “you don’t need to go anywhere. We’re buds. We can whip out our dicks and jack off together.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yeah, man. Come on.”

“Joe,” I looked at him bewildered. “Umm… what exactly have you been doing down there in Texas?”

“Shut up, man.” Joe glared at me. “I’m just talking about a little release for ourselves. We don’t have to do anything. Look,” Joe reached down into his stack of movies and pulled out another DVD, this one with a little more colorful on the box than the others. He handed it to me.

I took the DVD and read, “Real Squirters #16. Man, you got a thing for lousy porn?”

“Hey, it gets the job done,” he shrugged.

I took another swig off my beer, and felt my dick move slightly as I turned the DVD over to see some screenshots from the movie on the back. “Okay,” I decided. “Sure. Let’s do it.”

I walked over to the DVD player and stopped the horror flick, and popped in the porn flick instead. I went back over to the couch. Joey already had his dick out. I eyed it tentatively, then sat down on the couch and pulled mine out as well.

The movie started, and it wasn’t long before it was into a heavy porn scene. The quality of video was bad, but it was enough to get us going. I looked over, and Joe had already begun to jerk on his cock. I shrugged and started to do the same. We sat there, slowly stroking our dicks for the next 10 minutes, priming them for whomever the next girl getting her holes filled was going to be. As soon as she popped onto the screen, Joey stood up and pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles, and sat back down on the couch.

“Hey,” I commented, “don’t be getting jizz all over the couch.” Joe nodded, and started stroking as we watched the movie. In no time at all, I heard Joe’s breath getting ragged, and looked over to watch his hand furiously pumping his cock. I noticed for the first time that Joe was fairly well endowed. Jackass. He must’ve had an 8-inch dick, with some massive girth.

“Jesus,” I commented. “You asshole. How’d you get such a big cock?”

Joe smiled at me. “It runs in the family.”

“Wow,” I muttered.

Joe was back at his massively unfair dick, and I could see him start to arch his body a little bit. In another moment, Joe was grunting out, and a few spurts of cum were shooting from his dick onto the floor. I didn’t say anything. While Joe had been watching the movie, I had been watching him. And for some reason, I was getting more turned on. Maybe it was the sounds of the woman’s moaning and screaming in the background, or maybe it was something else. But, it didn’t matter. As soon as Joe was done and was starting to recover, I was watching the movie again, stroking myself a bit faster so I could have my turn.

I watched as some brunette with pigtails was getting bent over a poolside table, and I closed my eyes as I furiously pumped my cock, listening to her moans. I could feel my semen start to build, that inevitable pressure that builds in the bottom of your shaft. Just as I started to slow my thrusts to help make myself cum more, I felt a hand cover mine and stop me.

My eyes snapped open. “What the hell are you doing?” I asked Joe. He had slid over closer to me on the couch, and had his hand around my hand.

“I thought I might help you, is all.” He looked at my dick tentatively.

“What makes you think I’d want your help?”

“Hey. Everyone deserves a good handjob once in a while. Besides, don’t want you to get carpal tunnel.” I sneered at him, but let go of my dick and shuddered as he closed his sweaty man hands around my cock.

I groaned a little as he squeezed the shaft in his palm. He seemed to know just the right amount of pressure, and he started to slowly stroke me. I turned to watch the TV again, and was rewarded with my brunette beauty having a screaming orgasm, her pussy gushing. Now I knew why it was called Real Squirters. Joe picked up speed as she was cumming, and I could feel my own dick ready to burst.

“Shit, Joe,” I gasped. “I’m cumming.”

Joe didn’t say anything. Instead, he responded by squeezing my dick a little harder. My eyes lolled shut, and I arched my crotch up into his hand. Just as I was about to cum, I felt Joe’s tongue on the very bottom tip of my dick. I opened my eyes in surprise and saw him still jerking me, with his mouth open at the end of my dick, waiting for my cum. I couldn’t help myself. I came.

I came so hard, some of my cum actually shot onto his face and not into his waiting mouth. I bucked a few times, and smaller bits of cum squirted out of me onto Joe’s tongue. When it was clear that I was spent, Joe closed his mouth and swallowed, then lowered his mouth around my dick to lick it clean.

I panted. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Joey pulled his mouth off my dick and looked up at me. “Giving you your first life changing experience.”

“What?”

Joe didn’t speak. Instead, he stood up and grabbed his own dick in his hand. “Suck it.”

At those words, I felt my own limp dick stir again. I looked up at Joey silently, and he wiggled his dick in front of me like a bat. “Suck it, Mike.”

Dutifully, I leaned forward on the couch and placed my hand under his dick, holding it up so I could take it into my mouth. I could taste the sweat and cum on his dick from earlier. And his crotch smelled like sweaty man. He stood there, letting me explore another man’s dick for the first time. I tried taking the whole thing into my mouth, but found that I gagged when I tried. Then I tried sucking the tip and stroking the shaft with my hand.

“You suck at this, Mike.”

“Shut up. I’ve never done this before.”

“Yeah, but you’ve had blowjobs before, right?”

“Yeah. So?”

“So, you know what feels good. Do that to me.”

I sighed, shaking my head and lowering my mouth back onto his dick. The thing I liked when some experienced girls had given me bj’s was when they used their tongue. I always loved the feel of a girl’s velvet tongue sliding along the bottom of my shaft as she sucked my dick hard. So that’s what I did to Joey. I still couldn’t take all of him into my mouth, but I sucked him in as far as I could handle and started to go at his shaft in earnest.

“Better,” he moaned.

I could feel Joey put his hand on the top of my head, pulling at my hair and helping me move along his cock. His dick was still a little limp, but the more I sucked, the harder it became. Before long, my whole mouth tasted of penis and sweat, and I felt my own dick starting to harden again.

Joey pulled me off his dick and looked down at me. “Now, get on the couch on your hands and knees.”

“What?” I protested. “I’m not doing that.”

“You say that now. But you’ve never tried it. Do it. If you don’t like how it feels, I’ll stop.”

What was I to do? On the one hand, the idea of having another man’s dick inside of me seemed so foreign and unnatural. I’d never even imagined being with another guy before. On the other hand, I couldn’t deny the way my dick was getting hard, and the way my butt tensed a little when he had started talking about it.

“Okay.” I got on my hands in knees on the couch. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“Believe it,” Joe replied.

I felt the couch cushions sink a little as Joe climbed behind me, adjusting my butt so it was at the height of his dick.

“There are some people who think that you need to slowly work your way up, stretching your asshole little by little until you’re ready to take on bigger things. I think that’s crap. The way I learned was to go all the way the first time. Got my ass cherry popped, and popped deep and hard.”

My dick throbbed at that. “How long have you been doing this? When was your first time?”

“I was at Jared O’Neil’s party…” he began.

“No shit! Jared O’Neil is gay?”

Joe reached forward and smacked me on the head with his palm. “Not gay, you idiot. Do you think this makes you and I gay? Don’t think in absolutes. You like girls, and now you’re trying things with guys. If anything, you could say you’re bisexual. That’s what Jared is.”

“Oh.” Somehow it had never crossed my mind before. I never would have thought that I could be bi. It seemed so… I don’t know… alternative and kinky?

Joe started talking again. “We were at Jared’s party, and a bunch of us were getting wasted. Jared and I were watching this guy and girl, Tim McKenzie and Lindsay Douglass, going at it hot and heavy on the other couch. They were too into it to know we were even there. Jared reached over and grabbed my crotch. I looked over at him and reached over to grab his. We started rubbing each other, and I remember feeling the bulge of his dick pressed against my palm for the very first time.”

I tried to imagine the scene as I sat there on my hands and knees, waiting for my friend to impale me with his dick.

“He and I decided to go upstairs to his parent’s room. He said they had some ’supplies’ up there. We never really got to use any more than some lube that night, because as soon as we got into the room and shut the door, he pushed me onto the bed and started pulling my pants off. He forced me onto my stomach, spread my cheeks, and shoved himself inside.”

At that, Joey grunted as he pushed his own dick inside of me. I screamed. It hurt like Hell. I thought I could feel stuff tearing inside. Joey didn’t waste any time, though. Already he was starting to move his dick in and out of me slowly.

I felt tears in my eyes at the pain. Joe didn’t say anything, though. He just kept grinding himself inside me. I closed my eyes, and let myself feel his dick sliding in and out of me. I could feel a weird tingling in my dick, and I wanted to reach down and stroke it. I tried to do just that, and as I started to make a few, tentative strokes, I felt my asshole contract and pull Joe tight inside of me. Joe gasped, and I felt him respond by shoving his dick completely inside of me again. That was enough to throw me off balance, so I had to drop my dick and hold onto the arm of the couch for support.

Joe was like a monster now. I don’t even know if he knew it was me he was fucking. I looked back over my shoulder as much as I could to watch him. He was blinking slowly, and his whole body was moving as he held my butt with his hands and force fucked me from behind.

He started to grunt and groan.

I felt Joe’s pace pick up, and then all the sudden slow as he made probably a dozen slow, hard, deep thrusts inside of me. And that was it. Joe grunted out like a guy getting sucker punched in the gut, and I felt him burst inside of me.

I felt his cum like hot gel, slowly sliding along the inside of my colon. I was panting too. I couldn’t believe it. Here I was, my best friend’s dick stuffed in my ass, and his cum oozing inside me like in a girl’s pussy.

Joe made a few, half-hearted thrusts, and then pulled himself out of me and sat back on the couch. He sat there, panting, and grabbed a drink of my beer before reaching for the DVD remote. “Okay. Now it’s your turn.”

Joe clicked the play button to restart the DVD. Then he lowered himself onto the floor, getting on his own hands and knees.

As I stood up, I could feel my sore ass burning, but I could also feel Joey’s cum slipping down to the entrance of my hole. As I lowered myself to the floor, my dick brushed against Joe’s leg, and I felt it grow hard as I pressed it harder against his skin.

I looked up to the TV to watch the opening scene of Real Squirters #16 again, and took my dick in my hand.

As I leaned forward to line my dick up with Joey’s as, I wondered if this was a new tradition we were starting. With that thought in mind, I gathered my strength and began to fuck my best friend.

Two twinks drill a hairy guy

gaylover — Mon, 05 Jul 2010 20:17:57 +0000

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By the time I was thirty, I’d fantasized about having sex with another man for a few years but had never done anything about it. Too be honest, I was neither eager nor reluctant to try it, I was happy with the women in my life and figured if something happened with another guy, it would happen. I never thought it would happen with my best friend!

John and I had known each other since we were boys. We met in the fourth grade and were bosom pals all through school. We went our separate ways for college but, unlike many cases of childhood friendship, we stayed in contact and met from time to time, filling in the space between with letters and telephone calls. I was best man at his wedding and godfather to his first kid. His wife and I got along well, and I hoped to be as happy as he was if I ever got married.

Nowadays, we live in different cities, about three hundred miles apart. I’d visited John a couple of times and now he was coming to see me. I’d invited him to stay at my place to save on expenses, and he thought that would be great. There was only the one bedroom (and one bed) but neither of us thought of each other in a sexual way, so it would be like an old sit-com, with the two main characters having to live (or in this case, sleep) with the inconvenience!

When John arrived for the weekend, it was great to see him. He hadn’t changed since I’d visited him the previous year. The same age as me, he was about my height (an even six feet), stocky, with a few more pounds than he wanted, short but thick blond hair and blue eyes. Even if I were gay, I wouldn’t have thought he was handsome. But John was my best friend, and it was sure good to have him around again.

The first night, he was kind of tired from his trip, so we had dinner and then talked at my place till we decided to go to bed. I wore my usual pyjama bottoms and he stripped to his underwear. I hadn’t been in the presence of a male so naked since my college track days, and back then, thinking about doing it with a guy was years in the future. Now, as my friend took his clothes off, I wondered if John might be a good choice for my first time bisexual experience. His body was thick but not unattractive, his chest smooth and barrel-like. I found myself wondering what his cock looked like. I shook my head mentally, knowing that John was as straight as they came and wouldn’t do anything sexual with any man, never mind me.

Nonetheless, as I lay in bed, inches away from him, I started to think of ways I could suggest an encounter, ways which would, if he didn’t want any part of them, could be dismissed by me as misunderstandings. My dick grew as I thought, but other than a raging need for penile relief, I didn’t come up with anything.

The next day was fun. We went to a movie, then to a video game arcade (just like we had in school – though the games were more advanced and we weren’t as good at them!) then watched girls from a park bench downtown and talked about everything. We then went to dinner, a bar for drinks and got home about midnight.

When John told me he was going to shower, I almost blurted out the request to join him. I don’t know why but I thought he might be receptive to me tonight. Another part of me suggested that I shelve the idea of bedding my best friend and wait until an appropriate stranger presented himself.

Unlike Friday night, when he was way too tired, John was talkative as we lay in bed, the lights off and the apartment silent. We chatted about various things but I steered the conversation toward sex. I brought up our first times, how he had lost his virginity to my sister one night when she had a fight with her husband and got drunk because of it; how I’d had my first taste of sex with the mother of a boy we both loathed.

“God,” John said, chuckling, “I’ve got a big woody thinking about your sister!”

“I have one, too!” I said. Then a thought hit me, and I asked, “Hey, do you remember Carla?”

“Carla? God, Cal, I haven’t thought of her in ages! She thought my cock was the longest thing since God created anacondas! What a laugh!”

I was on the right track. John had always believed his organ to be small, and since the average is, so I’m told, six inches, I guess he’d be right. He claimed that his cock wasn’t more than four inches long. So when Carla, his girlfriend from before his marriage, kept telling people how long it was, we wondered if it was a form of ego-boosting, or whether she’d just been fucked by midgets all her life.

“Now, don’t start that again!” I said. “She thought you were long, so you must be!”

“I’m not, really!” John laughed.

“Okay, then, let’s see it. You’ve got a woody right now, let’s settle this once and for all.”

“Fine then!”

John was chuckling and taking the challenge in the way I’d hoped he would: not as a come-on but simply as a manly joke. I felt and heard him get to his knees on the bed and a moment later turn on the bedside light. Without any ceremony, he pulled down his grey underpants and out popped his cock. It was erect and pointed right at me, red and strong. He was cut, veiny and – yup, no more than four inches long!

“There, you see?” John shook his head with a big grin on his face. “Okay, funny man, you want to place show-and-tell, let’s see yours!”

I struggled to my knees to face him, pretending that I was reluctant to do so. I pulled down my pyjama bottoms and out bounced my own pride and joy. It wasn’t colossal by any means – seven inches long and proportionately thick – but compared to my buddy’s it was a giant.

“Wow! Look at that! And you aren’t married yet? With that thing to attract babes?”

“Well, there’s nothing wrong with yours, my friend,” I said, and made my move. I reached out and took his cock in my fingers, lightly, as if I were picking up a piece of evidence in a friendly argument. John’s dick swelled a bit with my touch and perked up. I continued talking, making light of the whole discussion. In the meantime, I was gesturing with my other hand. The one holding his cock moved, as if keeping pace with the other hand, but in fact I was sliding the foreskin back and forth. The cock became purple and the head grew, the whole thing becoming harder.

“I’d rather have one like this, though…”

John took my cock in his big hand, as if to copy my movements but I could see in his face that he was confused. He was enjoying what I was doing below his waist, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to keep it going or stop.

“I think you get a lot of enjoyment out of this,” I said, indicating his throbbing dick. Then I pretended to notice what I was doing with it for the first time. I glanced up at his face, almost shyly and said quietly, “Do you like this?”

John blinked several times and nodded. “Yeah, I do…” He started masturbating me now. “Do you like that?”

“Uh-huh.”

While I continued to stroke his meat with one hand, the other reached down and cupped his balls. They had hung loosely in their sack until then, but now plumped up and filled their bag. I continued to masturbate my chum, using a very light grip, just two fingers and a thumb. He was breathing heavily and at one point, closed his eyes. I wet my lips and leaned closer. I kissed him full on the mouth. His eyes flew open.

“Cal…” he whispered. I knew he was about to tell me ‘no’, so I cut him off. I put the flat of my hand on his chest.

“Lay back.” I was a bit surprised when he did. I could actually hear his heart beating fast and hard as I re-positioned myself lower down on the bed and bent over.

John gasped audibly as my mouth slid over his swollen dick. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. My tongue flicked over his sensitive head and he started to make a quiet groaning sound. I licked the sides of his cock, getting him nice and wet, the way I liked to be treated. My lips followed the big thick channel that ran along the underside of his cock to his balls, and I took his nuts into my mouth. That made him moan loudly, and he shifted his legs, opening them for me to get a better position. This turned me on no end, because it meant that my friend wanted me to give him head.

This was my first time sucking cock, so I did what all the best cock-sucking women I’d been with did. I sucked and licked, using my tongue and my lips and, at one point, gliding the edges of my teeth over John’s big purple dick head.

“Oh, Jesus, yes…” he moaned. I started sucking him a bit faster and a bit harder. His moans became regular and each one was of a higher pitch.

“I’m gonna make you come in my mouth, okay?” I said. “But you have to tell me when you’re about to.”

“I will, I will,” he said, his eyes closed, his head back on the pillows and his body contorting with pleasure. “Yes, I wanna come, Cal…”

I really went to work on him then, and could tell, as his balls tightened and his breathing became faster and more shallow, that he was about to shoot his load. I hoped I could take it all without gagging.

“I’m coming, Cal, oh, fuck, baby, I’m coming…”

When he said that, I positioned his dick in my mouth so that it would shoot at the roof of my mouth and not the back of my throat, a trick the wife of a colleague told me after she’d blown me at an office party one Christmas. John suddenly yelled incoherently, and a hot stream of thick, gooey cum shot into my mouth. It coated the roof of my mouth as I started swallowing. I kept swallowing as fast as I could because my pal was unloading a bucket-full of juice. At last he stopped emptying and I slid my mouth off his quivering, expended dick. He was lying back with his eyes still closed, shaking.

“Jesus, Cal… That was better than any woman ever gave me…”

I lie down beside him and caressed his face with my hand. He turned toward me and I kissed him on the lips, my cum-flavoured tongue exploring his mouth. He didn’t stop me but after I moved away, he said, “That’s kinda faggy, don’t you think?”

I laughed. “Another man just gave you the best blow job of your life and you think kissing him is faggy?” John had to laugh too, but he stopped when I kissed him again. We were lip-locked for several minutes and I could feel his dick regaining strength. But mine ached for relief right now.

“How do you feel about doing something even more faggy?” I asked as I placed his hand on my hard cock. “I’ll show you how.”

“Anything to return the favour, buddy,” he said, smiling.

The next morning, I awoke first, and was making breakfast when my best friend and newest lover came out of the bedroom, wiping his eyes. John was dressed only in his underpants. My biggest fear was that I had destroyed our friendship by my actions last night. After an exchange of good mornings, I asked him if he was hungry and indicated the eggs and bacon frying on the stove.

“Uh-huh,” he answered enthusiastically. Then he added, “but not for food…” and kissed me deeply and passionately.

I remember thinking, ‘Yeah, our friendship’s still pretty solid’…

Teen boy pleasures two dicks

gaylover — Sun, 04 Jul 2010 21:17:57 +0000

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Sucking cock seems to be addictive. After only a couple of times I felt the need for more. So I reached for the paper with Jack’s phone number, and started dialing.

It was early afternoon, but he was at home and answered quickly. I asked him about a meeting at our favourite theatre, but he came up with a better plan.

“C’mon over to my place instead. My roommate is away for the day, and I have some great videos we can watch. It can be just like the porno place, only more comfortable.”

That was enough of an invite for me. I got directions, and promised to pick up a dozen Bud on the way. Had a quick shower, and off I went.

He lived in a cluster of apartments, each one seemingly staring directly at another.

“Great for watching others,” I thought to myself.

Jack buzzed me up and greeted me at the door to his apartment.

“Welcome,” he said. “Come on in”.

He had a nice place, with great views of other apartments. I even saw a pair of binoculars stashed beside the couch.

“Jack must like looking into other apartments”, I thought. “I think that could be a lot of fun”.

Jack was dressed for the hot weather. Tank top, with light gym shorts, and what seemed to be no underwear. I could see the outline of his cock head pressing against the thin fabric. Looked great!

He had the TV on with a porno movie playing. The usual setting. A couple of babes running around naked with a guy with a HUGE cock. He was having the time of his life.

Jack and I talked for a while, all the time keeping one eye on the action on the screen. After a couple of Buds, I went for a whizz and decided now was the time. I stripped down to my jockeys in the washroom, and strutted back into the TV room. I sat opposite him and watched the bulge grow in his shorts. He spread his legs and put his feet up on the coffee table in front of him. In that position I could see up the legs of his shorts. And what a view! His balls were hanging to the left, and I could just see the base of his shaft up the right side.

Enough!! I went over and kneeled between his legs and started rubbing that beautiful dick. I slid a hand up his shorts and began playing with his balls.

That was enough for him, too. He stood up, stripped naked, and let his cock spring free.

I did the same, and we stood facing each other, with our cock heads rubbing each other’s.

“Let’s do a 69″, he said.

I needed no more encouragement. He lay down on the couch, and I straddled his face. I dove down on his swollen tool. I drove my prick into his mouth, and he groaned with pleasure. I pumped up and down on his face, fucking his hot, wet mouth.

On the other end, I was giving him my best. Slurping that dick in my mouth, pulling back and playing my lips over the tip. I licked the shaft from bottom to top, over and over, then went back to sucking the whole thing. He tasted great!! Each time I dove down I got a face-full of ball-bag. And it had a smell that was incredibly good. I played with his balls while sucking his tool, and he reciprocated by doing the same and playing with my asshole.

Needless to say this did not last long. We both felt the pressure building, and we actually came within seconds of each other. He blew a big sweet load into my throat, and I filled his willing mouth with salty spunk!

We both swallowed our little gifts, and grinned at each other.

“That was great”, I said, and knew he felt the same way.

After another Bud, we decided to go and cool off in the shower. I went in first and Jack joined me shortly afterward.

I was just standing under the shower spray, feeling the needle jets massaging my body when he came into the shower stall. He pressed up behind me, pushing his semi-stiff tool between my ass cheeks. He reached around and cupped my balls with one hand and started stroking me with the other. It was wonderful.

He then sat down on the floor of the shower and stuck his nose into my butt crack. While spreading my cheeks with his hands, he pushed his tongue into the crevice and started licking. Up and down, with pauses at my hole for extra attention. It felt really tingly, like nothing I had felt before. All the while he was rubbing my dick to another explosion. I leaned forward and pressed my ass into his eager face, and felt my balls reloading for another volley of creamy cum.

I couldn’t stand it any longer. I turned around, slapping my rigid tool against his cheek. I grabbed his head and jabbed my cock into his mouth, and blew a huge wad into him. He almost choked on the mix of full length cock and voluminous cum. But he took it all willingly, and loved it, too!

We showered and toweled off, then relaxed in front of the TV.

Next time I went to the washroom, I noticed ‘female’ stuff in the cabinet. And lingerie in the laundry basket.

“What’s this,Jack?” I asked.

“That belongs to my roommate” he said. “I share this place with her. You should meet her sometime. She loves to suck guys off. She knows that I go both ways. But that ’s ok with her, because she does too!!” “We could make a great threesome.”

And with that, I left, with future plans building in my head!

Gay ravers fucking each other

gaylover — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 23:17:57 +0000

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He looked so sexy laying there, the sheet haphazardly thrown over his fit body, his naked ass peeking out from the side edge of the blue cotton percale. The whiteness of his cheek contrasting starkly with the bronzed skin on the rest of his body. I’d tried to convince him to go nude around the pool so his entire body would be tanned, but he refused. Despite the fact we have a privacy fence, he was still afraid one of the neighbors would see him.

I trailed my fingers down his spine, pushing the sheet down his body as I moved. As the rest of his curved ass was revealed, I felt a stirring in my groin. The sight of his sweet cheeks never failed to get me going, and this morning was no different. I suddenly wanted nothing more than to be buried balls deep inside him.

Climbing between his legs, I pried his cheeks apart and slid my tongue down his crack. I tasted the saltiness of his skin as I licked down to his puckered hole. Swirling the tip around his asshole got a reaction out of him. A low sleepy moan purred in his throat, and he shifted slightly so that he was laying flat on his back instead of tilted to one side. I knew that by the time I had him slick enough to slide a finger inside his snug passage, he’d be wide awake and begging for more.

Images of our love-making the night before flashed through my mind, and I felt an answering throb in my ass where his cock had spent so much time bringing me pleasure before we fell asleep in each other’s arms. This morning was his turn. I wanted him to feel the way I did last night when his fingers dug into my hips as he slammed into me, the exquisite pleasure of having my ass completely filled by the wide girth of his cock. He’d gotten me so turned on during his deep plunges inside me that it only took a few strokes of his hand on my dick before I was shooting onto the sheets.

By now, I had the tip of my tongue thrusting into his hole, making it slippery and wet. His moans were coming more often, and I could tell he was totally awake because he’d begun to rock against my tongue. I had no doubt his movements had two purposes… to drive my tongue deeper inside him and also to rub his cock against the smooth bed sheets. Holding his cheeks open with my fingers, I tongue fucked him, pushing inside him as far as I could get. I could feel his hole relaxing beneath my assault.

Hungry for more than just his asshole, I grabbed a hip and rolled him over. His cock stood hard and was mere inches from my face. It looked to good not to get a taste, so I ran my tongue from the base to the fat head. A pearly drop of liquid formed on it, and I dipped my tongue into his hole to lap up the salt sweet essence. He groaned and his cock twitched against my face.

“Grab the lube,” I said before sliding my lips around his head and engulfing him with my mouth. His hip rolled up as he stretched over the night stand, but I moved with him, not wanting to release the delicious hardness of his dick. It lay heavy against my tongue as I bobbed up and down, massaging his shaft with my lips as I slid him in and out of the slick wetness of my mouth.

He tapped me on the shoulder with the bottle, and I let his cock fall out of my mouth only long enough to pour some of the cool liquid onto my fingers. Rubbing the lube against his asshole, I licked around the base of his shaft and sucked each ball in between my lips, eliciting a moan of desire from him. My cock pushed painfully against the bed as I thrust a finger inside him. His ass gripped my digit as the tight rings of muscle closed around it. My dick twitched in need, yearning to feel the tightness of him closing around me.

Wanting to loosen him up a bit before I replaced my finger with my cock, I thrust in and out with my finger and then added more as he opened up. My mouth had returned to the worship of his cock, my lips sliding up and down his slick shaft as my tongue swirled around his head and flattened against the sensitive vein running down his length. Drops of cum upon my tongue warned me he was approaching bliss, so I reluctantly let go of his dick and crawled up to lay on top of him.

As I rubbed the tip of my cock against his slippery hole, I pressed my lips to his. Our tongues darted around each other, and I thrust forward. His moan vibrated in my mouth as his ass stretched around me. It was almost as if he were sucking me in as he opened up and my dick slid deep into his ass. Another thrust of my hips, and I was buried to the balls within his tight passage.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, as my tongue thrust into his mouth in unison with my cock in his clutching ass. The smooth hardness of his dick rubbed against my belly as I plunged into his snug tunnel and withdrew. Not wanting to chafe him, I leaned up on my elbows and grabbed the bottle, pouring some of the lube onto his cock. The clear liquid made our skin slip and slide against each other, and my belly masturbated his dick while I fucked his ass.

My body was a maelstrom of pleasure as our bodies moved together. His arms wrapped around me, his hands gripping my ass as I thrust into his. He tore his mouth away from mine as a loud moan burst from him. Warmth flooded against the skin of my belly as I felt his cock twitching against me. The muscles in his ass spasmed around my dick, massaging it in a way only the ass of an orgasming lover can.

Nuzzling against his neck, I lost myself in him as pleasure exploded inside me. His arms held me tightly as my thrusts into his tight ass grew erratic. My thoughts narrowed to the pin-prick of focus on the sensations bursting within me. Tightening with the impending release, my balls filled with tingling warmth which spread through my cock as the cum spurted out of the tip. I cried out his name as I pumped into him, filling his ass with sticky wetness.

“Fuck… I wish you’d wake me up like that every morning,” he whispered as he stroked my back.

“You’re just so damned sexy, I couldn’t resist.” And I had a feeling there would be many more mornings where I wouldn’t be able to as well.

Two boys cream their fuckmate

gaylover — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 23:17:57 +0000

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I was pissed! I couldn’t believe it! Five thousand dollars down the drain! I guess I should explain. About two weeks ago I moved from the small town I grew up in, out to Los Angeles to pursue a career in modeling. I’m 6′2,” 185lbs, in very good shape, with well defined facial features. Growing up, it seemed like everyone I met told me that I should move out here, and be a model or an actor, or something in the entertainment industry.

Soon after moving out here I met with an agent, who promised to help me set up a portfolio, and that after that, the money and jobs would start rolling in! He said that, although it’d cost five thousand dollars to get all the pictures done, with the income that comes from the jobs we’ll get, it’ll be worth it!

So I gave him a check for the total amount, and I waited. I saw the money leave my account, and I waited. I called him several times a day for 3 straight weeks, and still nothing was happening. I had given this guy more than half of the money I had saved up for my big move, and from all appearances, I wasn’t getting anything back!

I met him at a nightclub on my second night in town. Not knowing anyone in the city, I went out to a bar I’d heard of, and pretty much kept to myself at the bar. Pretty soon, the place was full, and I found myself in a conversation with this guy named Leo. He looked to be in his late forties, or early fifties, and he was about 50lbs overweight. He had greased back black hair, a mustache, and well, he kinda reminded me of Ron Jeremy, but a bit taller.

Somewhere along the line, he told me that he was an agent in the entertainment industry, representing both models and actors, and that we should meet up to discuss business. He said that he couldn’t promise me anything, but that he may be able to offer some guidance.

We met the following Monday at his office on Sunset blvd. I expected a big beautiful office like I’d seen in movies about LA, but instead, the office was on the ground floor of an older, sort of rundown building. When I walked in, I was greeted by Nina, a voluptuous Mediterranean looking woman, who looked to be about his age. From her smile I got the feeling that she’d come out to LA with the same hopes and dreams as I did, but that it hadn’t quite worked out for her.

Leo’s office was a decent size, and there were piles of scripts and folders scattered about in an unorganized fashion. He sat behind his old wooden desk, in a big black leather chair, and smiled sleazily at me as I entered. He invited me to sit down, and we began to talk. Two hours later I was writing him a check for the costs associated to my new portfolio!

I left that place with the highest of hopes! I thought that this was the first huge step on my way to stardom, and I wasn’t far off!

Here I was, three weeks into my big adventure, and I had lost half my money, and had nothing to show for it. I was starting to wonder if moving back home was my best option, but with everyone knowing where I was, and what I was doing, failure was not an option!

I started showing up at Leo’s office daily, but always found it either locked down, or Nina would tell me he was out with clients.

Finally, I caught up with him. It was 7pm on Thursday night, and I was actually heading out to do some groceries, when I noticed a light on in his office as I drove by. I pulled my car into the nearest parking spot, and ran into his office with rage boiling in my veins! I was again greeted by Nina, who claimed he was out, but I ignored her, and made my way straight through his office door. There he was, sitting at his desk, in what looked like a brand new suit, no doubt bought with the money I’d given him. Although I’d caught him by surprise, he seemed to know I was coming. He stood, offered to shake my hand, and invited me to sit with him to discuss why he hadn’t gotten back to me sooner.

Nina offered us cocktails. Leo asked for a scotch, and I took a vodka soda. About an hour or so later, I was feeling a bit light headed. Having had only two drinks, I thought it odd for it to be hitting me so quickly.

When Nina came in with our third round, she started massaging my shoulders. My initial reaction was to ask her to stop, because I found it weird and uncomfortable, but then my shoulders started to tingle. I could feel every nerve that she stroked electrify.

I started to think I had been drugged, but growing up, the worst thing I had ever done was to smoke a joint with friends in high school, so I wasn’t sure. I found out later that Nina had been feeding me ecstasy in my drinks.

Her massage spread from my shoulders to my back, neck, chest, arms… she was driving me insane! I could feel the blood rushing into my cock, and before I knew it, I had the biggest hardest erection I’d ever had in my life! I had come into this office, filled with rage and anger, with the full intention of doing whatever I had to do to get my money back, and here I was getting a massage from this cheesy looking woman, wearing far too much makeup, and clothes that were much too tight for her swollen frame, and I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life!

Just then, Leo stood, and made his way to our side of the desk. With the top three buttons on his shirt undone, a forest of chest hair jumped out, almost covering the thick gold chain he wore around his neck. He disappeared for about 10 minutes, and when he came back music was blaring. He then took Nina’s place massaging my shoulders. Nina slid around in front of me, and started to slowly dancing to the music while she removed her clothes. Leo took my hands, and placed them on Nina’s dancing body. She grabbed my hands under hers and started massaging herself. First her hips, then up over her ample breasts, and up to her mouth, where she worked each of my fingers into her mouth, and gave them a good tonguing. She then left my hands to do their own work, as she continued to disrobe. She started with her shiny black silk blazer, sliding off her arms onto the floor. She then unzipped her matching skirt, and let it slide gracefully down her thick thighs. There she stood, in black thigh high stalkings, a lazy black thong, and a pink silk slip covering the bra that supported her massive tits. I had never been attracted to bigger women before, and maybe it was the drugs, but she was driving me insane! I couldn’t get enough of her. My hands worked every part of her large body.

Nina slide down onto her knees in front of me, and unzipped my pants. Leo picked pulled me up about an inch, and before I knew it, I was naked from the waste down, but didn’t care! She swallowed my cock like a pro! Working the shaft with her hand, while she tongued my balls, then switching up and swallowing my cock whole, as she gently massaged my sack with her hand.

At this point, Leo had stopped massaging my shoulders, and he moved around to stand next to Nina. Without missing a beat, she reached up, and pulled his semi hard cock from his already undone pants. Her mouth then left my crotch to start working on his. Her right hand continued to stroke my raging hard on, but her mouth was focused squarely on his tool. Not only was this my first time in a “casual sex” situation, but it was also the first time I had ever seen another mans erection live and in person.

At first I was disgusted by it, based purely on the idea of what it implied to be seeing another man being sexually satisfied in my presence. But with Nina’s handiwork keeping me on the edge of explosion, and the drugs working their magic, I became mesmerized by the site of her head bouncing around on his now fully erect cock. His flaccid cock was about the same size as mine was erect, and had now grown to about 9 inches long, and very VERY thick. I could see her stretching her mouth out to accommodate his cock.

Leo had his right hand on Nina’s head, helping her to keep a solid pace on his cock, and his left hand made its way to my head. He first started to simply massage my head, occasionally running his fingers down over my face, and across my lips. When he did it again, my mouth had opened, not necessarily for his hand, but it was open none the less. He pushed his thumb into my mouth, and along my tongue. He’d then pull it part way out, and shove it back in again. Before I knew it, his hand had stopped moving, and I was imitating Nina’s movements with my own head. Bouncing my head on his thumb, as she was on his cock. I matched her rhythm as best as I could, and I could feel myself on the verge of cuming. Nina seemed to be able to tell when I’d get this close, as just before I reached my climax, she stopped stroking, and just held the base of my cock firmly with her fingers… almost like a cock ring would work to prevent me from cuming.

Without realizing it, I had slide to the edge of my chair, and had placed my right hand on Leo’s thigh. He was slowly moving his hand closer to his crotch, until finally my head was only inches from Nina’s. I was forced to slide off my chair, and onto my knees at his feet. Leo then firmly took hold of our heads, and turned them towards each other, pushing us together. We made out feverishly for a good 2 minutes, when I felt something pushing at my cheek. As our mouths opened to allow for our tongues to wrestle, Leo’s cock slide between us.

That however, didn’t stop us. We continued to make out, only instead of our mouths meeting each others, they were both working the head of Leo’s monster. Nina then reached up with her left hand, grabbing a hold of my right wrist, and guiding my hand towards the base of Leos cock. Before I knew it, we were alternating between stroking his tool, and massaging his massive hairy balls.

Moments later, Nina moved away, and I working his cock alone. Something about the feel of it in my hand, filling my mouth, his huge balls, something about it made me want to service it. Something about it made me feel like it had some sort of powers over me.

Nina slide in behind me, and started working my cock again. It was still raging hard, but my pending orgasm had subsided. As I continued to worship his cock, Nina’s hand gained speed, while her other hand seemed to be reaching underneath my legs to massage my balls.

I could feel Leos cock starting to throb in my mouth, and I knew what was coming. He grabbed my head with both of his big hands, and slammed his cock deep into my throat as he unloaded shot after shot of hot slimy cum into my belly. At about the same time, Nina’s hand made its way to my virgin asshole, and a finger worked its way inside me. She continued her assault on my cock, and with the added anal stimulation, it didn’t take long for me to cum. I spurted all over Leo’s feet.

As our paces slowed, Leo slid his snake from my tired mouth, and slowly dragged its head around my face, from cheek to cheek, over my eyes, everywhere, before finally making its way back to my mouth, where he demanded I clean it off!

When I finished there, in a stern commanding voice, he told me to lick up the load I’d sprayed on his feet. I complied without hesitation, and while I was bent over, Nina took great joy in continuing to shove her fingers in my ass.

When I finally finished, I was hard again from Nina’s touch, and Leo instructed me to “fuck that old bitch as hard as I could.”

With the effects of the pills still raging on, I gave her everything I had. Leo sat his naked ass in his chair, feet on his desk, smoking a big fat cigar, while I bent her over the desk, and fucked her loose pussy. After I came, I blacked out.

The next morning I woke up on the floor of my apartment, still sticky from the dried sweat and cum, with a note on the floor next to me. The note read “There’s a video in your DVD player, after you watch it, I want you to shave every hair from your body, and come to the address listed below.”

Not entirely sure what had happened the previous night, I started up the movie. At some point Leo had set up some camera equipment, and the screen was filled with the night’s events. At the end of the video, I guess Nina had picked the camera off the tripod, and she was filming Leo as he spoke to the camera.

“Hey bitch, by now you’re probably wondering what the fuck happened, or how it happened… guess what, doesn’t matter… Unless you want your friends and family from back home to see this, you’ll follow every order I give you till I’m tired of your services.”

Just then, the camera started to zoom out, and I could see Leo leaning back in his chair, legs spread wide, and I was on my knees in front of him, again worshipping his massive cock.

The video faded out as his laughter filled my speakers.

When the video ended, I made my way to my shower, and started preparing myself for my appointment.

Twink pleasures three guys

gaylover — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 11:17:57 +0000

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Disclaimer: X-rated; This story, though factual has been slightly modified. It was a long time ago and it needed to be beefed up a bit if you know what I mean.

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When I was in my mid-teens, I lived in a rural area of South Ontario. There was only one other guy my age to hang out with. That was Bernie, a chubby shy guy that just moved into the area a few months before summer vacation started. We got to be pals and explored the area together.

One summer weekend we came across an old abandoned rock quarry. At one end was a spring fed pond about four feet deep. We made plans to camp out as soon as we got permission. The next Saturday morning we set off with our gear in tow for a night in the wilderness.

We set our tent up near the pond where a couple of stunted trees gave off a little shade. Ate our lunch and headed for a swim. After about an hour of playing in the water, Bernie went to the cooler he lugged to the quarry and came back with a couple of beers and a mason jar filled with whiskey that he stole from home.

Shortly after half the jar and a beer each we both felt a little drunk. I went to piss by were the pond drained. Bernie came up beside and relieved himself. I noticed that he kept peeking at my cock and strangely I started to get excited. I don’t know why but a plan instantly formed in my mind. I got brave and let my shorts slip to my ankles making it look kind of accidental giving Bernie a good look.

“Hey, ever go skinny-dipping?” I asked.

Bernie shook his head no. He looked a little embarrassed, so I just stepped away from my shorts and jumped into the pond. It took about ten minutes of coaxing to finally get Bernie to rid himself of his own shorts. He turned his back to me in the water so I couldn’t see his penis.

I sat up on the rock ledge that was about six inches from the surface of the water so that Bernie had a good view whenever he choose to. Which he did quite often and ever time I caught him looking at my cock it got a little harder.

Finally Bernie’s curiosity won out over his embarrassment and he asked,” How big does it get?”

“A little bit more when I jerk off,” I answered,” Let me see how big is yours?”

Bernie turned red and grabbed the jar for a swig. I held out my hand and he brought it over giving it to me.

“What’s jerking off?” He said in shy voice.

While I took a swig I could see him staring openly at growing erection.

“Haven’t you heard about masturbating?”

“Yeah, at school. But I don’t know how.” He said turning redder.

“Like this.” I said and started to stroke my cock in front of his wide-eyed stare.

After about five minutes of slowly stroking my cock I suggested that we move to the tent and spread our sleeping bags on the ground in the shade. That’s when I got a chance to see his penis. I could see why Bernie was shy about it. His penis was only about three inches long, but appeared to be almost as wide as it was long.

We sat facing each other while I continued to stroke my hard-on trying not to get over excited to soon. I was struggling, trying to find a way to have an excuse to touch Bernie’s little hard-on. I was amazed by it for some reason and though I never thought about having sex with another guy before. It was all I could think about at that moment. I wanted to touch it, stroke it and I wanted to feel what it would be like to suck on it.

Hoarsely Bernie asked,” Can I try it?”

“Sure why not?” I replied.

I almost came when Bernie reached out to touch my cock. I was momentarily in shock by his boldness. I thought he meant to jerk himself off and I could feel that much closer to my goal.

I reached over and grasped his penis with my fingers as Bernie wrapped his hand around mine and started to slowly stroke each other. I closed my eyes and reveled in the ecstasy of the moment. I could hear Bernie’s breathing accelerate and he began to twitch. His little cock throb a few times and I felt his semen splatter against my palm pushing me over the edge and cumming myself. My first spurt hit Bernie right in his open mouth surprising him and making him gag. We both laughed, I brought my hand to my mouth and tasted his seed, licking my palm clean before reaching back to hold and stroke it again. Neither of us let go and we both soon sported a fresh hard-on.

“I never felt anything like that before,” Bernie stated,” it felt really good. I’d like to do again.”

“I thought we were.” I said laughing.

We kept on stroking each other this time neither of us felt the same urgency as we did the first time. After about ten minutes I managed to get the nerve to ask Bernie if he wanted to try something else.

“Sure,” he said eagerly.” What, is there something else we could do to feel that way again?”

“We could suck each other off.” I supplied.

“But wouldn’t that make us queers?” He asked.

“Some people might say we already are,” I explained,” But what nobody knows is just between us.”

“You swear to that?” He asked suspiciously.

“Yeah man,” I said,” I don’t want anybody to know anymore than you do. Our secret.”

I spit on my palm and held it out for him to shake and he did the same. I felt a rush of excite surge through my body as our handshake sealed our bargain.

“Who goes first?” Bernie asked.

” We could flip for it, or just do at the same time.” I suggested.

“At the same time, how?” he looked stumped.

“Lay on your side,” I suggested, positioning his leg bent at the knee so that his legs were spread, ” Now I do the same in the opposite direction from you and just do what I do.”

I looked at the first cock I was about to suck. I felt Bernie’s hand grip mine as I gripped his. I shook with excitement as my tongue and shortly after Bernie’s tongue made contact with each other’s penis for the first time. I sucked his entire cock into my mouth and squeezed his hair-less balls as he reciprocated.

Within moments I felt his breathing increase and his body tense as he ejaculated in my mouth. I savored his seed, it tasted slightly bitter but I sucked up as much as I could. Feeling my own excitement mounting as Bernie’s mouth bobbed up and down and sucked on as much of my cock into his mouth as he could until I came. I felt him gag on me a couple of times, but he managed to maintain until I stopped shooting off. I still hadn’t stopped mouthing on Bernie’s fat cock. I kept swirling my tongue around the head of his penis, as it grew soft. Every once in awhile I’d hit a certain spot and it would make him quiver and he was doing the same to me. We kept sucking and licking until I felt him growing hard once again. Though I wanted to do this forever, I thought a break would be nice.

I sat up and began to stroke his cock. Bernie stayed were he was and continued to feed on my penis until I was shaking with desire again. After about five minutes my shaking changed to quivering before he finally stopped and sat up. I could where my cum had escaped his lips and ran down the side of his face. I had an impulse to lick it off.

“That was really great,” He said. ” We should do it again.”

” Lets take a rest man,” I replied, ” We got all night.”

We both laughed and ran for the pond to cool off. It was almost time for our supper and then there’d be dessert.

After our swim Bernie wanted to put on some clothes, just in case some one came by and we ate. We had another beer and sat around talking waiting for it to get dark. It seemed as if we were trying to avoid talking about the experience we just shared. Even though I couldn’t wait to suck my buddies cock once more.

By ten, o-clock the mosquitoes were so bad we retreated to the tent. I took off my clothes and just laid on top of the sleeping bag.

“It’s to hot to get into it.” I complained, rolling onto my side so that I was facing Bernie.

“Yeah,” He agreed,” I’m sweating.”

“Well, strip down man it’s cooler.” I suggested.

I could hear the rustle and see his silhouette as he struggled with his pants.

“Yeah, that’s a little better. To bad we didn’t bring a light so we could see what we’re doing.” He said.

“Everybody who walks by would see it too.” I laughed.

“Does that mean you still want to do it again?” Bernie asked showing excitement in his breath as he laid down on his back.

“Sure,” I said, ” If you still want to?”

I reached over and found Bernie’s cock. It was hard and drooling with excitement. I spread the pre-cum around with my fingertips and felt his penis twitch. I could hear Bernie’s hand slide across the nylon and I shook as his hand came into contact with my abdomen, then slowly move until he felt pubic hair. Then wrapping his fingers around it, he started stroking, slowly squeezing and milking my cock.

I got to my knees and leaned over Bernie until I tasted the precum on the end of his penis. I heard him moan and he squeeze my cock harder as I sucked him into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the end. Just feeling the glands against my tongue excited me enough to make me quiver. I could feel him pulling on my cock and trying to move his body closer. I threw a leg over his head and straddled his face. I felt the warmth and wetness of his mouth encase my erection as he tried to take the whole thing into his mouth.

I could feel his breathing coming out in snorts against my scrotum when his hips convulsed and he gave me another taste of his seed. I pulled him over as I rolled onto my side. I kept his softening cock in my mouth savoring it as he attacked mine, trying to take it all in. I felt him gag on my penis several times as he tried to force it all down his throat. I realized that my friend liked this as much as I did. I was pretty sure that both of us would be sucking cock again.

I felt Bernie’s penis begin to rise in my mouth again and just the idea that I could make him hard after he had just cum for third time in one day pushed me over the edge and I came a third time also. Bernie didn’t gag this time and I could feel his throat swallowing my load.

I don’t know which one of us fell to sleep first, but neither of us stopped sucking on the other that night. I remember how I felt as I drifted off to sleep to our mutual sucking.

The sun was beating down on the tent when I awoke. We slept the night in the same position. My head was resting on Bernie’s thigh. My hand still held his penis and it was close enough to lick. I looked down and Bernie’s face was tight against my crotch. My cock was soft, but I could tell that it all was buried in his mouth and I could feel his breathing gently against my balls. I looked back at his cock and felt my own begin to grow again as I took Bernie’s softened cock into my mouth once more. Who knew when I’d get my next chance to suck cock again, to taste the seed from another male’s penis.

I felt him stir as his cock hardened again between my lips. He removed his mouth from my member for a moment, then, groaned before sucking it back in as deep as he could. It was one of the best breakfasts in bed I’ve ever had and I know Bernie had a big smile on his face when we packed up to leave for home.

“Hey guess what?” Bernie asked.

“What?” I replied.

“Next weekend,” He said with a grin,” My mom’s going away for a few days. Maybe she’ll let me stay home, on my own. Do you want to sleep over?”

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Morning At the Mall

I’ve never been a shopper. My idea of going to the mall is to know what I want, where I want it from and to get out of there, as fast as I can. I’d usually go as early as possible, just to avoid the crowds.

But one Saturday, my girlfriend couldn’t find anyone to go with her on her usual weekend splurge. She badgered me for two hours before I finally gave in and relented. Of course getting threatened with no sex kind of broke the camel’s back. That’s always been her last resort and it usually works.

First, she made me sit through two large coffees before she started to drag me through her favorite shops. Women’s shops of course and looking at all the frilly and lacy stuff she held against her sexy body got me excited to the point of embarrassment.

It was around the fourth or fifth shop, a shoe store, when I started to realize that the coffee had set my bowls in motion. Though I suspect that the wings and beer from the night before was a major culprit in the situation. I excused myself to find a john.

Ten minutes later, I was slamming and locking the stall door. Dropped my pants and sat just as a load of gas belched forth out of control proving that my timing had been a little to close for comfort.

After I caught my breath I started to look around for something to read. I surprised to see that the only graffiti in the stall where the names and numbers of men. It was then that I noticed that there was a hole about four inches in diameter just about at a level with my head into the adjoining stall.

Well everyone I’m sure has heard of glory holes, but I never had seen one before. It made me think about when I first heard about them. I was in my teens at a friend’s house when the subject came up. I remember later that night at home in bed, I dreamed about glory holes. In my dream though, I was the one on my knees. I woke up that night with an incredible hard-on and masturbated twice before I got back to sleep thinking about sucking a strangers cock.

I heard the stall door beside me open and slam shut. I started to shake for some reason and panic started to settle in. I knew there was no way I could just get up leave at that moment. Not unless I wanted to take a chance on shitting myself in front of a crowd. So I just looked down t the floor between my knees and closed my eyes hoping that my neighbor would just do his business and leave.

I listened as my neighbor undid his pants, the sound of urine begin to splash into the bowl and the sigh of relief. I realized I was holding my breath. I let it out and gasped as spots formed in front me from holding my breath to long.

I heard a rustling close to my ear and looked up. There hanging through the hole was his cock. It was semi-hard, about six inches in length and about an inch and a half around in the shaft. It was the glands that made my mouth drop open. It was a lot thicker than the shaft and a drop of piss hung from the very tip. I watched, mesmerized as the drop fell and the huge glands twitch becoming even larger.

I heard a whisper urging me to hurry up and that I knew I wanted it. I had never really thought about this kind of thing, except when I was a teen. Those thoughts stopped after I got my first lay and discovered the pleasure of sex with a girl.

Now, it all came flooding back to me and before I realized what I was doing my fingers reached up towards it. I couldn’t help myself and touched someone else’s penis for the first time in my life. It twitched at my touch and again when I wrapped my hand around the shaft. I could feel my own organ throbbing between my legs and with my free hand stroked myself to the same rhythm as I stroked the growing cock in my other hand.

Fully erect his cock was only inches from my face when I heard whisper for me to suck it. I found myself wetting my lips and moving forward as if in a dream. As if I was in my teen-age dreams I opened my mouth and took the penis before me between my lips and sighed. I could feel the heat of it and it felt smooth and hard against my tongue.

Stuffing my mouth full with the huge head, the unseen stranger moaned and I could feel his penis throbbing against the back of my throat. I slid my hands up and down both of our shafts as I bobbed my head up and down on his giant glands.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this, sucking a stranger’s cock through a hole in a wall and actually getting very turned-on by it. I started to quicken my movements and heard him groaning. With in moments his cock seemed to enlarge even more as he grunted and twitched so hard he banged against the wall. I felt the surge of his seed blast out hitting the back of my throat making me gag. I backed off until just the tip was between my lips and suck and licked the opening as spurt after spurt of cum filled my mouth. It tasted bitter as I tried to swallow as fast as I could, feeling some escape my lips to run down my chin. My body shook with convulsions as my own orgasm released my seed into the air in an arc to hit the door of the stall. I could not believe it, but that had to be the most intense orgasm of my life.

As the spurting cock began to go soft I sucked back into my mouth as far as I could. He tugged it out of my mouth and out through the hole. I felt an empty feeling of loss as I wiped my chin and sucked his seed from my fingers momentarily lost in ecstasy as I heard the stall open and he left.

I felt drained as I got myself ready to leave and before I stood to do up my jeans the door slammed shut in the stall beside me again. This time there wasn’t a feeling of panic. I felt anticipation and stared hungrily at the hole beside me shaking and nervously waiting to see what would happen.

I heard a rustling of clothing and then the pink head of a black skinned penis came through the hole. I couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped me as inch after inch of that beautiful cock appeared in front of my face. It wasn’t as thick as the last one, but it must have been over a foot long as swung slowly back and forth almost hypnotizing me. As I wrapped my hand around its spongy softness and could feel the blood rushing in, making his penis hard at my touch.

I began to lick the shaft from the base to the glands and back again, up one side then down the other. When my tongue touch the bottom of his head, the cock twitched and a big drop of pre-cum formed at the tip. I licked it off and savored the taste for a moment before dipping the tip of my tongue into the opening then sucking on the tip searching for more of his sweet sauce.

After about ten minutes of playing with his cock I felt him start to jerk-off his shaft. I could hear him moaning and breathing heavy, he told me in a hoarse voice to get ready to eat his cum. Immediately, I took the head into my mouth and began to bob up and down on it. I couldn’t believe I was doing this again, wanting it, loving it and needing it.

This time I didn’t gag as the bitter juice filled my mouth. This guy tasted different and his seed felt thicker than the last cock I sucked making me shiver with ecstasy. He came a lot longer than the last one too. Giving me more cream to swallow and this time I wasted none, not a drop escaped my cock-sucking lips.

“That was the best blow I ever had,” He whispered through the hole,” Call me next time your goin’ to be here, okay.”

I can’t describe the feeling of elation I felt at his words, making me shiver again. I was a good cocksucker. He dropped a slip of paper through the hole, with a shaky hand I picked it up. It was a name and number. Smiling to myself, I slipped the paper in my pocket and on weak knees did up my pants trying to hide my hard-on. I waited for the outside door to close before leaving the stall and washing my hands.

I looked into the mirror and saw the dried cum on my chin. After washing it off I didn’t look any different than before. But I certainly felt different. I turned to look at the stall I just came from and knew that I’d be back. I was an addict now and sucking cocks was the only fix that would satisfy my new hunger.

I didn’t see my girlfriend anywhere around so I got another coffee and sat at the edge of the food court and waited. I couldn’t help but think of the experience that I just had. I was gazing of into space. I could still taste the semen of that big black cock I had just sucked off and my own penis was still hard as a rock.

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“That’s nice, Dale,” I moaned as he sucked on my neck.

My husband’s right hand was between my legs. His wet finger pushed into my ass. My cell phone phone rang and it momentarily distracted me. I glanced at the screen. Damien.

“Shit,” I muttered.

“Don’t answer it,” Dale growled.

I ignored the phone and returned to making out with my husband. A minute later, the phone rang again.

I let out an annoyed sigh. “I’d better answer it or he’ll just keep calling back.”

“God damn it,” Dale mumbled and rolled off me.

I grabbed the phone from the nightstand and answered it. “Hello? What do you want, Damien? It’s late and I’m already in bed.”

“Mason!” Damien cried.

“What’s wrong, Damien?” I asked my sobbing friend over the phone.

“It’s… Joseph! He… dumped… me!” he managed through wracking sobs. “He told… me… to… get out!”

“Dame, calm down. Listen, I’ll be right there, okay?”

“Hurry, Mason. Please!”

“I’m on my way.”

I hung up the phone and sighed. I rolled over and looked at my husband.

“What’s wrong with Damien now?” he asked.

“He said that Joseph dumped him and kicked him out.”

“He’s probably fed up with his drama.”

I stroked the little hairs between Dale’s pecs. Damien drove Dale crazy, but Dale got along with him for my sake.

“Dale, I know he can be a little bit of a diva, but he’s my best friend.”

“Mason, you bail him out of situation after situation every time. What does he ever do for you?”

“That’s not the point. I’ve known Damien for over 20 years. Since we were freshman in high school. I’m not going to turn my back on him.”

Dale shrugged my hand off him. “Do what you need to do. I’m not gonna argue with you about god damned Damien.”

“I’m sorry, Dale. I’ll be back in a bit, okay?”

I leaned in and Dale huffed, but then turned and gave me a reluctant kiss.

“Okay,” he said. “I’ll be here.”

I got out of bed and got dressed in sweats and a t-shirt and threw on some sneakers. I sped off in my car to Damien and Joseph’s house.

Damien was sitting on his front porch steps when I pulled up. I parked in front and sat down next to him. He had his face buried in his hands. I put my arm around him and he laid his head on my shoulder.

“What happened, Dame?” I asked.

“He dumped me. I…”

Damien started sobbing. I tightened my grip on his shoulder.

“It’s okay. We’ll talk later. I’m gonna go inside and pack you a bag, okay?”

Damien sniffled and nodded. He wiped his running nose on his sleeve. I rubbed his back and gave him a quick kiss on top of his head. I took a deep breath and stood and knocked on the front door and opened it.

Joseph was sitting at the dining room table drinking a bottle of whiskey. He looked awful. His eyes were bloodshot red.

“Joseph?” I quietly interrupted.

He looked up at me with a blank expression, then turned back down to his bottle.

“I’m gonna pack a bag for Damien. Is that okay?” I asked.

“I don’t care,” he grumbled without looking up.

I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn’t think of what I could say that would help. I went to their bedroom and grabbed Damien’s gym bag. I packed some clothes for Damien and grabbed his toiletries. Joseph continued to ignore me and I went outside and quietly shut the door behind me.

“Come on, Dame,” I said as I held out my hand.

He grabbed my hand and pulled himself up.

“Where are we going?” he asked.

“You can stay with us until you figure it out.”

Damien sighed and got into the car. I drove home and parked in the garage. Damien followed me inside and I walked him to the guest room. I sat down on the bed and motioned for Damien to sit with me.

“What happened, Dame?”

“I fucked up. I… I don’t want to talk about it.”

Damien’s eyes began to water and he sniffled and shook his head.

“Please don’t ask me, Mase,” he whispered.

“Okay. Why don’t you get some rest?”

I gave him another hug and I helped him strip down to his t-shirt and boxer briefs. I got him into the bed and pulled up the covers and tucked him in. He turned away from me and his body shook as he started crying again. I rubbed his back for a little while until he fell asleep. I got up and shut the guest room door behind me and returned to my room. Dale turned on the lamp on his nightstand and sat up on his elbows.

“What happened?” he asked.

“I’m not sure,” I said with a sigh. “He just said he fucked up. Joseph was really upset and was getting drunk.”

“How long is he staying for?”

“I don’t know.”

I pulled off my clothes and crawled over Dale and got under the covers. I scooted up to Dale and wrapped my right arm around his torso.

“He’s really messed up,” I said. “I’ve never seen him this bad.”

“Babe, I don’t mind if he stays here a few days, but I’m not going to put up with his shit. You’d better tell him.”

“Dale, please. He won’t be any trouble. I promise. Okay?”

Dale let out an exasperated sigh. I leaned in and kissed his neck and up his jaw to his chin. He turned and kissed me. His kisses quickly escalated and he pushed me onto my back and started to move on top of me.

“Mm-mmm,” I said as I pushed back on his chest.

“What’s wrong?”

“Not with Damien here,” I said.

“God damn it,” he mumbled. “The Spawn’s been here 20 minutes and he’s already in the fucking way.”

Dale often called Damien ‘the Spawn’, as in the ‘Spawn of Satan’. Dale said he was evil just like his namesake from the movie ‘The Omen’.

“I’m sorry, Dale. I just don’t think we should make love with Damien in the house. I don’t want him to hear, especially in his state.”

I kissed his chest and ran my hand down his smooth stomach. I tickled his neatly trimmed pubes, then wrapped my hand around his fat cock.

“That doesn’t mean I’m not going to take care of you,” I whispered.

I kissed my way down his muscular chest and his flat stomach. I swirled my tongue around the head of his dick and wrapped my lips around him. I took his thick, cut, six inches into my mouth all the way down to his pubes.

“Oh fuck, babe… Nice and slow… Yeah… suck it for me…”

I swirled my tongue all over him as I slowly bobbed up and down, sucking gently but firmly. I went all the way up to the head and down to the root nice and slow, just like he liked it. I massaged his balls with my right hand as I worked him with my mouth.

“I’m gonna blow, babe. Oh god, here it comes…”

Dale’s hand moved to the back of my head and he began thrusting erratically up into my sucking mouth.

“I’m coming, babe!”

Dale groaned and his dick began pulsing. His semen oozed out in thick spurts and I swallowed as my mouth filled. When he was finished, I swallowed once more. Dale was breathing heavy as I moved and laid up next to him. He grabbed the back of my head and kissed my forehead. He let out a deep breath.

“Thanks,” he said contentedly.

I chuckled. “You’re welcome. Let’s get some sleep. I gotta be at work early tomorrow. I got a meeting in the morning. I love you, Dale.”

“Love you, babe.”

We kissed each other goodnight and rolled over. Dale was out like a light, which was his usual behavior after sex. I laid there for a while with my eyes closed.

Dale was such a great guy. I was really lucky to have him in my life. We’ve been together for six years. We got married in Massachusetts three years ago and things have been great.

I sometimes wonder how I was able to land a guy like Dale. He’s so handsome and athletic. Dale is a little older than me; he’s 39 and I’m 36. He’s two inches taller than me at 6′2″, but he’s much more muscular, whereas I am built thin and lean. We both have dark brown hair and brown eyes. Dale keeps his short and professional since he is a lawyer. My job as an IT project manager allows me a little more freedom. I wear my hair longer, down to my shoulders. I also have a nice bit of hair on my chest and a treasure trail from my belly button to my groin.

Dale says that I look like ‘Chuck’ from the TV show. I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not.

***

When the alarm clock went off in the morning, I kissed Dale and climbed over him and shuffled into our bathroom. I pissed and then brushed my teeth while waiting for the shower to warm up.

Dale came in and stood at the toilet pissing. He yawned and stretched, then followed me into the shower stall.

“You gotta work late again tonight?” he asked as we washed up.

“I don’t want to, but probably. Once this project gets going, things will get better. I just have a lot of work to do in the planning stage.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know. Oh, don’t forget I’m hosting the game this week.”

Dale and his buddies played poker every week. It was an excuse to drink and smoke cigars and be obnoxious. I usually tried to avoid it.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be out of the way,” I said. “And I’ll make sure to take Damien with me.”

“Good. Let me get your back.”

Dale turned me around and began washing my back. As soon as he touched me, I knew what he was really after and I smiled.

His soapy hands slowly stroked up and down my back, caressing instead of washing.

“My ass needs washing, too,” I whispered and gave him a sly grin as I pushed back against him.

Dale moved closer and wrapped his arms around me. He pressed his hard cock into my ass crack and began sliding it up and down. He kissed my shoulder and up my neck. He licked my ear lobe and flicked his tongue along my outer ear, causing my body to shudder. My dick was now at full attention, standing straight up against my stomach.

Dale’s hand moved between my legs. A soapy finger pushed into my hole, quickly followed by a second finger. He slid the fingers in and out, stretching them and twisting them.

I whimpered and laid my head back against him. “Dale…”

“Hold on, babe.”

Dale pushed my shoulders forward and I reached out and braced my hands against the shower wall. He tapped my legs further apart with his foot. He lined up his dick against my ass, then gave a firm push. I grunted at the momentary shock of his entry. He held completely still while he kissed along my back. He moved my hair to the side and kissed the back of my neck.

When the pain started to fade, I pushed out with my muscles and leaned back slightly, causing him to slide further into me another inch. Dale groaned loudly. His left hand moved to the shower wall on top of mine. His right hand moved around my torso and slid up and grabbed onto my left shoulder. He started moving slowly, sliding in and out.

“You feel so fucking good, baby,” he moaned in my ear.

Dale pumped in and out of me faster and harder. He held me to his body with his strong arm. I looked up at our left hands. He locked his fingers between mine and squeezed my hand. I stared at our matching gold wedding bands as I pushed back against his thrusting body.

“Fuck me, Dale,” I panted.

Dale’s mouth moved up to the base of my neck on my right side. He nipped the sensitive skin with his teeth, then sucked it into his mouth. He clamped down and sucked hard. His hips slapped loudly against my body. He hammered into me hard and fast. I could feel his body tensing and I knew he was getting close. His right hand slid down my body and wrapped around my throbbing, dripping dick. He pumped his hand on my dick in rhythm with his hips and I couldn’t hold back.

My body trembled and I gasped as ropes of hot come flew out of my dick and splattered against the shower wall. Dale grunted into my neck and his hips jerked as he came inside me. I could feel his dick throbbing and I felt the warm liquid spurting and oozing out of me. It ran down my leg as he pulled back and pulled his dick out of me.

He laid his forehead on my back as he tried to catch his breath. He let out a deep breath and stood up. He put his arms around me and pulled me up to him. My legs trembled as I let go of the wall and stood upright. I turned around and kissed him. Our tongues met in the middle as we slowly kissed.

“Fuck. That was hot, babe,” he said.

“Yeah. I need a nap.”

We both chuckled and gave our bodies another quick once over with the washcloth. We got out of the shower and dried off and got ready for work. While Dale went to the kitchen to make the coffee, I knocked on the guest bedroom door.

“Come in.”

I opened the door to find Damien sitting up on the bed.

“Hey, Dame.”

I sat down next to him and took his hand. He looked like shit. Well, he looked like shit for Damien. Damien was perfect. He was stunningly gorgeous. He could be a male model. He had wavy blond hair and blue eyes. He had a ripped body. While I worked my ass off to just stay lean, he would coast through his workouts. No amount of crunches would give me abs like he had. I always felt inadequate around him. Hanging out with him in high school and then college, he always got all of the attention while I stood in the shadows behind him. Every once in a while, one of the guys would notice me. Usually what happened was a hot guy would flirt with Damien and his not as hot friend would end up stuck with me.

Of course, Damien knows exactly how hot he is. He can be a bit full of himself at times.

As close as we are, Damien and I have never had sex. Once when we were drunk in college, we made out and there was some over-the-clothes touching, but that was as far as it went. The thought of it actually creeps me out. It’d be like having sex with a brother. Eww.

“You gonna go to work today?” I asked.

He shrugged. “I guess so.”

“If you want to take the day off and hang out here… maybe that’d be a good idea.”

“No. I should just go in.”

“Do you want to tell me what happened?”

“He caught me,” he whispered. His eyes looked at me and then looked down. “He caught me cheating on him.”

“Oh, Damien. Again?”

Damien pushed my hand away. “I don’t need you to judge me!”

“I’m not judging you.”

“I just couldn’t help it, Mase,” he whined. “This guy… He checked into my hotel and he was so freaking hot. He’s an actor. Well, he’s going to be. He kept flirting with me… and we… we fucked. Anyway. Joseph saw the texts he sent me.”

I couldn’t believe that Damien threw away yet another great relationship for a quick fuck. Joseph put up with all of Damien’s bullshit for the past two years. That was the longest relationship Damien’s ever had. I actually thought that Joseph might tame Damien’s wild ways, but I guess not.

Damien had a track record of cheating on his boyfriends. He also wasn’t above stealing other people’s boyfriends.

Back in college, I met a great guy and we really hit it off. He liked me for me, not because he wanted to get to Damien. Ted and I dated for over six months when he suddenly broke up with me. Less than a week later, he started dating Damien. To this day, Damien adamantly denies that they cheated behind my back, but I know when he’s lying. I was so angry with Damien. He could have anyone he wanted, why did he have to take my Ted? Ted wasn’t even his type. Ted was a bear. Damien didn’t like bears. But he liked big dicks and I made the mistake of telling him that Ted was hung really thick.

I didn’t talk to Damien for over a month. That was the longest we had ever gone apart from each other. But when Damien got caught with yet another guy, Ted dumped him. Damien called me sobbing. I did what best friends do. I forgave Damien for stealing my boyfriend and held him while he cried.

I looked down at my watch.

“Dame, I gotta go,” I said. “We can talk more when I get home. You can stay here as long as you need, okay? But you have to promise to be nice to Dale.”

“Okay. Thanks, Mase. You’re my best friend in the whole world. No one understands me like you do.”

“I know, Dame. Me, too.”

He pulled me in and hugged me while he cried on my shoulder. I hugged him and rubbed his back until he got himself together.

“I’ll see you tonight,” I said.

I patted his shoulder and got up and went to the kitchen. I poured a cup of coffee and joined Dale at the table.

He looked up from the newspaper and pulled off his glasses.

“So, what’s up?”

“I told him he could stay as long as he needed to.”

I could see Dale grinding his teeth, but I didn’t say anything.

“So what happened this time?” he asked. “He get caught cheating again?”

I nodded. Dale shook his head. He put his glasses back on and returned to reading the paper while he sipped his coffee.

I quickly finished up my cup and grabbed my leather briefcase.

“I gotta go,” I said. I leaned down and gave Dale a quick kiss.

“Bye, babe.”

***

The week went better than I thought it would. Damien toned his diva behavior down quite a bit so that he wouldn’t piss off Dale. Dale went off on Damien once over leaving shoes in the middle of the floor, but otherwise they got along okay. There were a few times that Dale bit his tongue and wanted to say something to Damien, but he didn’t.

Friday night, Dale’s friends came over for poker night while Damien and I got ready to go to the movies.

Before the guys arrived, I helped Dale lay out the snacks in the back sunroom where the poker table was set up.

Dale gave me a kiss. “Thanks, babe.”

He gave me another kiss and whispered in my ear. “And thanks for taking the Spawn with you.”

“Don’t call him that,” I giggled. “I love you.”

“Love you, babe.”

“Hey, hey! There’ll be none of that kissing shit on Man Night,” Lew said with a chuckle.

I looked up as Dale’s best friend, Lewis, walked in with a case of beer. Lew was a straight, married guy. They were college roommates and became best friends, even after Dale came out. Lew is tall, with a little bit of a beer belly. He’s got spiky blond hair and hazel eyes. Lew’s a nice guy. He was Dale’s best man in our wedding. He’s got three kids, two girls and a boy, ages 12, 9, and 6. His wife is kind of a bitch, though. I guess I would be too if I had to take care of three kids. We don’t hang out with her.

Dale and Lew’s other best friend, Alex arrived next. Alex is a big guy. His dad was Hispanic, so he has those dark and handsome good looks. He was a rugby player in college, then joined the Army. After he got out, he got a job in corporate IT. Sitting around a computer all day, he kind of got fat, but he’s been going back to the gym and is slowly turning his fat to muscle. Alex has black hair, which he still keeps cut in a military crew cut. He also wears a beard, which he keeps trimmed short as well. Alex says he’s bisexual. When I first met him, he was dating a guy. Then he starting dating a woman. He and Susie had a baby, then they got married. The marriage lasted less than a year. I guess their son is about two years old now. Dale was Alex’s best man at the wedding. Dale predicted back then that they would never last, though he had enough sense to not tell Alex that.

The last of the group, Tom and Rick, showed up as Damien and I were getting ready to leave. Rick was a hot California surfer dude, while his boyfriend Tom was a tall and muscular black man.

Damien took one look at Rick and went into full flirt mode.

“Ooh, maybe we should stay here, Mase,” Damien said.

Damien flitted over to Rick and began massaging his shoulders.

Dale shot me a dirty look. Tom gave Rick a raised eyebrow.

“Thanks, dude, but the table’s full,” Rick said as he moved his hands off him.

“Aww,” Damien pouted and poked out his bottom lip.

Alex looked at me and rolled his eyes and I smiled and shrugged. Dale made a head motion for me to get Damien out of here.

“Come on, Dame,” I said. “We’re gonna be late. Bye, guys. Have fun.”

By the time Damien and I got back from the movies, the poker game had finished. Dale, Lew and Alex were sitting around the table drinking whiskey and smoking cigars and talking shit.

“Where’s Rick?” Damien asked.

“He’s gone home. With his boyfriend. Tom. You know, the muscular black guy that is going to beat the shit out of you,” Dale said.

A wild gay party of three

gaylover — Tue, 29 Jun 2010 06:17:57 +0000

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It was a warm night, the breeze from the ocean offsetting the heat. The moon had risen full over the eastern Caribbean. After a long day of hiking and snorkeling, my wife had gone to bed. I wasn’t sleepy, so around midnight, I walked from the condo up the dirt road to where it ended on the cliff. At some time in the past a bench had been set there, so one could enjoy the view. I sat down to take in the view. From where I sat I could look east from St. John towards Norman Island and Peter Island and beyond. Lights from a cruise ship twinkled on the horizon. The full moon illuminated the landscape almost as if it were daylight.

I sat there for about twenty minutes, enjoying the breeze and view. I heard footsteps coming up the road behind me and I knew I wasn’t going to be alone much longer. A tall figure came around the bench. Noticing me he asked, “Mind if I join you?”

“Not at all”, I said. I scooted over on the bench a bit. My new companion was a tall man probably in his early fifties. His short hair was just turning gray. Like me, he wore only sandals and shorts.

After a few minutes we struck up a conversation, remarking on the view and the warmth of the night. He introduced himself as Jeff and mentioned he was staying at the condos too.

Suddenly he said, “I really like coming up here in the evenings and sitting naked in the breeze. Would it offend you if I took my shorts off?” I was surprised by the request but it didn’t shock me; truth be told, I came up here some nights and did the same thing.

“No, that’s fine,” I said, “and I’ll join you”. Together we shucked our shorts and sat back down. I love the feeling of sitting naked in the tropics. It was warm and the breeze tickled my body. Against my will, I felt my cock stirring. I glanced surreptitiously at Jeff’s cock. It was probably 8″ semi-erect, how big it would get when hard got my curiosity. I don’t usually go hunting for men; my wife and I have a great relationship. But occasionally I feel the need for something else. Now sitting next to a naked man alone on the cliffside bench was awakening that need.

As if sensing the same thing, Jeff said, “You know, sitting here like this, sometimes it makes me really horny, you know? Sometimes I think I’d do just about anything.”

I got the hint. “I know exactly what you’re saying,” I said, “sometimes I come up here and get so turned on I have to jerk off.”

Jeff smiled and his right hand reached for my left thigh and squeezed lightly. The dance had begun. In response, I just spread my legs wider. His hand caressed my thigh for a few moments and then he reached for my cock. It exploded into hardness as his hand wrapped around it. I groaned as he slowly worked his hand up and down it. I threw my head back and closed my eyes. I tried to reach his cock, which I could see bobbing against his stomach. “Don’t worry about it,” he whispered. Then he slipped off the bench and knelt on the ground between my legs. Without a word, he slipped my cock into his mouth. Now I really moaned as he slowly and expertly sucked me off. First he would take all of my seven inches in his mouth gently sucking. Then he’d come off and lick my cock up and down, then move down and suck my balls into his mouth. After a few minutes of this, he worked his way lower and I felt his tongue on my asshole. He rimmed me with great enthusiasm. I put my feet on his shoulders and shifted so he could get a better angle. His tongue started to probe my hole and I just about went over the top.

This went on for minutes. His technique was incredible and he seemed to know when I was about to come, then back off. I held his head in my hands as I urged him on. Finally, he took me back in his mouth and it was too much. I whispered hoarsely that I was coming and he dove down on me. I exploded in his mouth and he took all my cum. Completely spent, I collapsed. Jeff stood up, then bent down and kissed me, long and hard, his tongue playing with mine. I almost passed out from the passion of it.

He broke the kiss. “Turn around,” he said. I shifted on the bench so that I was kneeling on it, facing away from him. I leaned forward as far as I could, leaning over the back of the bench. I felt him behind me and then the head of his cock at my ass. Slowly, gently, he pushed forward. My body resisted for only a moment and then he slipped in, lubed by his tongue job and some of my cum. He took his time and slowly worked into me. I had only a brief glance at his cock before I turned around and it must have been at least 10″. It felt more like two feet. Finally, I felt his pubic hair tickling my ass and I knew he was in. He started moving in and out, taking his time and spinning out his pleasure.

It felt so good. In the hot tropical night, breeze blowing, the landscape lit by the moon, the huge cock up my ass. I stretched as wide as I could for him. He continued to pump me.

Then I heard voices on the road. I looked up to see a young couple strolling up the road, no doubt enjoying a romantic moonlit walk. At first they didn’t see us, but about thirty feet away they stopped. Jeff was still moving in and out of me. I know he saw them but neither one of us particularly cared. The young woman whispered something to her companion and pulled on his arm. He resisted and they whispered amongst themselves. Finally the young woman turned and hurried off back down the road. The young man watched us silently for a few moments. He appeared to be in his twenties and was about 5′6″ with dark hair and dark eyes and well built.

After a moment he started walking towards us and as he did he unbuttoned his pants and pulled his zipper down. I smiled to myself. He walked right up to me and pulled out his cock. It was a good seven or eight inches and hard. He held it out and I opened my mouth and he slipped it in. Keeping one hand to balance myself on the back of the bench, I grasped the root of his cock. I took him deep into my mouth and started sucking him off, my tongue playing with the underside of the head. He closed his eyes. A soft groan came from him. I worked my way up and down the shaft, then licked around the head. Meanwhile, Jeff was still working in and out of my ass.

I was feeling pretty nasty. I let his cock fall from my lips. I looked up at my new friend and said “She doesn’t do this enough for you does she?” He groaned and I licked the length slowly and seductively then took the head in my mouth. After a moment I came off again. “You really want her to suck you off and she won’t will she?” He shook his head and I deep throated him again. “I’m going to give you a blow job you’ll never forget,” I said and he groaned louder. I bent to my task, licking and sucking, taking as much of him as I could, licking down the length, pausing to suck his balls into my mouth. He suddenly reached out and grabbed my head with both hands and started to fuck my mouth.

My new friend tried to increase the tempo, but I resisted and instead licked and teased him. I swirled my tongue around the head, then sucked on it hard. I’d let him fuck my mouth for a minute, then slow him down with the pressure of my hand still wrapped around the base. I’d suck the first half while I gently stroked him with my hand. Then I’d slowly take all of him in my mouth and work in and out. After minutes of this I could hear him moaning and feel him twisting and I knew he was close.

All this time, Jeff was fucking my ass. He was absolutely huge inside me. He’d be gentle for a bit, moving slowly in and out. Then he would pick up the pace and pound me without mercy. After a bit I heard him grow and I knew Jeff was finally going over the edge. His thrusting suddenly became faster and faster. I could feel his hands clenching on my hips. I stopped sucking my friend for a minute so I could concentrate on the fucking I was getting. I was panting “uh, uh” as pounded in and out. He gave one last thrust, grunted and I could almost feel him firing his load up my ass. He shuddered and then with a plop his cock slipped out of my ass. I felt open and empty. I could feel his cum trickling out of my ass.

I quickly resumed sucking my unnamed friend. I went down on him with a vengeance, sucking as hard and as fast as I could. He went fast. He put his head back and cried out. Suddenly, my mouth was filling with hot, salty cum. Yum! I swallowed most of it, the rest running down my chin. I continued to gently suck and lick him until he softened. Then I let his cock slip out of my mouth.

“Thanks,” he whispered, and he stepped back, zipped up his pants and returned down the path. I sank to bench with Jeff. He wrapped his arms about me and we lay there for a while, coming back to reality, watching the sea in the moonlight.