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  • Getting Out of my Auto Gratification Funk

    Like most of us, pandemic lockdown was frightening and unknown and I know for me, it meant a bit of a withdrawal into my shell. I found over time that despite the lockdowns ending, I would chat with guys on Scruff and Grindr, get all hot and bothered but retreat to my room and fuck myself silly with a variety of toys and poppers.

    I started to wonder what this auto-gratification was all about….was I scared to catch the Covids or was it just some funk I was in?

    Either way, I realized it was time to get my head out of my ass, and one night, while enjoying a popper fuelled ass-fuck with my ten speed remote controlled butt plug, I thought, I wonder if my old BBRTs  friend (not using his name for obvious reasons) would be into watching me fuck myself for a while and then when I’m ready, take over and fuck me raw?

    Now full disclosure, he works as an escort but despite our previous commercial interactions, we’ve actually become friendly and he’s come to me on occasion when he needs some help or just to talk, and it was in this light that I texted him that night with the vibrating buttplug whirring against my prostate.

    “Hey sexy, you well? I have a proposition for you. Would be come to my place and teach me how to love big dick again? In truth, I’m addicted to dildoing myself and I need a big raw dick. What I’m proposing is you come her, watch me dildo myself and then take over.”

    Ok, obviously I was drunk and being stupid and he didn’t reply before I went to bed but the next morning I noticed he had read the text without replying.

    “That’s a real request btw….and I’d pay.”

    He read that one again fairly quickly replied, “Ok, we can do that.”

    Although I was drunk when I sent the original note, seeing his willingness to entertain my request, while completely sober, the thought turned me on and while setting it up with that morning over WhatsApp, I got achingly hard.

    When I whipped out my dick, a dollop of precum went flying out and I had a good jerk thinking about this little scenario.

    Fast forward a couple of nights.

    We had arranged to connect when I was home alone and I agreed to pick him up at the train.

    Not only does he pack 10” but he is a really handsome and sexy man. Arab background, or Persian, but gorgeous skin, not overly tall or really bulky, just a sweet sexy man with a swagger to him that always makes me submit.

    Keep in mind, this is the guy from previous stories who fisted me for the first time (here)and I could do nothing to resist him doing so as I was entranced by his sexiness.

    I was sitting in my SUV at the train station when I saw him in the distance and my heart started to flutter because he looked so dam sexy.

    He was showing off a bit I think but had fulfilled my wish which was to wear bulge enhancing jeans for me so I could visualize that big dick.

    “What do you mean bulge enhancing jeans?” he had asked when I posed this request, “where the fuck do you buy your clothes?LOL”

    Anyway, he had figured out what I meant and it was not difficult to see the outline of dick in these tight jeans he had on and he grabbed a handful as he got closer to my vehicle with a huge smile on his face.

    I always find guys who don’t give a shit in public such a turn on and this guy didn’t really care that a few people caught him in the act of grabbing his crotch to show me what I was about to enjoy.

    He hopped in the passenger seat and planted quite a sweet and sensuous kiss on me and releasing my head from his grip he said, “Let’s go, I wanna fuck.”

    Driving the short distance back to my place, he leaned back a bit in the seat so I got a good look at his sexy slim body and that bulge.

    “I kinda wish now I had been on the train sitting across from you” I snickered.

    He just smiled and patted my leg as I pulled into my yard.

    The deal as we agreed was that I would play with various toys on his command and for my little ten speed butt plug, he would control it with the remote. I had to listen to everything he said until he took over and fucked me.

    We didn’t waste a whole lot of time once inside the house and within about 5 minutes we were sitting on my bed smoking a joint and getting ready for the fun.

    “Go sit in the chair,” I told him while tossing the remote to him.

    “Don’t be so bossy, remember, I’m the one in control here” was his reply as he swaggered toward the chair.

    I had laid out a variety of toys for the session; the 3 inch black rubber butt plug, a fat thick 9” suction cupped dildo, the ten speed butt plug, one prostate massager (never my favourite, doesn’t really work) and one other smaller dildo which hits the spot every time.

    “Well?” I asked smearing lube in my jock strapped hole, “What’s your fancy?”

    “Start small and show me what a slut you are,” he commanded as he undid his jeans and pulled them off.

    I took a huge hit of the fresh poppers and faced my ass toward him.

    Grabbing the smaller dildo I slowly penetrated my ass.

    In the background I could hear him poppering up and stroking his massive cock.

    I didn’t look behind hardly at all and fucked myself like I have so many nights in isolation, completely oblivious to his presence.

    Except of course he was soon enough spurring me on and commanding me to do various things.

    “Slam it in hard! Do it!”

    “Butt plug, push it in, take it!”

    We played this scene out for a good thirty minutes when we finally got my ten-speed friend.

    I was pulling the 9” fat dildo out with a gushy suction noise when all of sudden the butt plug on the bed started to vibrate.

    I looked over and he didn’t even have to say anything, but the smile on his face as he clicked through the speeds told me everything.

    I laid down on my back with my legs up in the air so that my now loose hole was starting right at him across the room in his chair.

    The butt plug isn’t overly thick but has a really powerful bullet inside so it not only vibrates but undulates a little in a circular pattern and literally, within an inch of insertion, it is massaging the hell out of my prostate sending me into absolute orbit.

    He cycled through all ten speeds and found the one that suited him best which was amazing. I was having wave after wave of pulsating prostate sensations from it and he was clearly loving it.

    I was laying back a bit riding a popper high slamming the plug in and out when unnoticed to me, he had stood up and cupped his hand over mine on the bulb of the plug.

    I was a little startled and popped my head up in surprise but he didn’t even make eye contact, he just held onto my hand and started to slowly push our vibrating friend in and out while stroking his very hard massive 10” cock.

    “You should do an only fans site, I could watch you all night fuck that pussy.”

    I smiled and pulled my hand away from the butt plug and he mashed it in my guts a few more times before pulling it out and clicking it off at the base.

    I was still on my back with my legs on my chest and he grabbed my thighs and pulled me to the edge of the bed.

    Standing at my ass, he pulled the skin back on his dick and touched the head to my sloppy hole.

    Leaning forward he spat out a gob of saliva that dripped down onto his knob.

    “Popper up bitch, no more toys for you.”

    I snorted three or four huge hits and he used the other bottle to toke up as well.

    As the sensation took over my body, I flopped my head back down and pulled my ass cheeks apart for him.

    He tossed the poppers aside and slowly started to work his way into my guts.

    10” strokes are a thing of beauty and within about 8” of him inside me I realized that skin-on-skin was somehow better.

    He switched from nasty to sweet over the next couple of hours and fucked me in every possible position.

    Most of the time my eyes were rolled into the back of my head and my legs were quivering from his strokes.

    When he was nasty he was rough, pinning me down and basically assaulting me with his dick.

    There was one point where I swear he was literally jumping up and down on my ass as I lay on my stomach fucking me like an animal and punching through the second sphincter of my ass.

    I was helpless to resist his dominance and when he would pull out and inspect it he’d say, “look at that gaping fucking pussy, could park a truck in there.”

    And then he’d slam back into me shouting, “Don’t fucking clamp down on my dick, push it open!”

    And so I did.

    I let myself go to his commands and took dick like a champ.

    When he finally came, he went into sweet mode and fucked me doggy style leaning forward enough to kiss my neck and whispered what was coming.

    “Babe, I am gonna flood that pussy, you deserve this load, such a good fucker….”

    And with that he grunted his  load into my ass and twitched as it convulsed and spurted every last drop.

    As he pulled out, there was an audible gush of jizz and ass juice, but he swooped it up with his finger and pushed it back in my hole.

    “Now you can clamp down, keep it inside, you deserve it.”

    “But clean my dick,” he commanded as he positioned himself in front of my face.

    Fuck he tasted good and although he had just cum, he was still pretty hard and I started to jerk my own dick as I cleaned him off.

    It didn’t take me very long to cum and gagging on his cock I mumbled, “Oh fuck, I’m cumming.”

    “Gimme it!” he said as he flipped me over and got down to dick-level.

    As I tensed up he swallowed my dick and I blew my load into his mouth.

    He didn’t spill a drop but rather unexpectedly, as I was twitching from the stimulation on my dick, he sat up, hovered over my face and then spat the whole entire load of my cum all over my face.

    “Fucking whore” was all he said as I blinked and sputtered with my spunk in my eyes, up my nose etc.

    I was in a state of shock but honestly, I kind of liked it and I could tell because my well-fucked ass was throbbing and begging for more.

    In fact, the shock of him spitting my cum into my face meant I relaxed my ass and out shot some of his jizz.

    But alas, although I was ready for another hard fuck from my study escort/friend, that was the end of this transaction.

    After cleaning up, I drove him back to the train station and after a quick friendly kiss good bye, he hopped out and went back to the city.

    Sadly, although I had hoped that this little tryst would inspire me to be slutty with real people, I have kind of gotten back into my little funk and tend to fuck myself more than taking dick. 

    Maybe my mind just wants my studly friend back! Watch this space.

  • The Gay Gang – The punishment of Jack Hartley

    “Oh no fuck this!” Jack called out. Jack then tried to break free from the Gay Gang’s grasp but he was unable to escape.

    Everybody in the shop continued to laugh and one of the Gay Gang men said “he’s not exactly smart is he? You’re in handcuffs and the door is locked you ain’t going nowhere boy!”

    Jack then grunted in frustration and the Gay Gang then leaned Jack against the shop counter. The man covered in tattoos and big arms went over to Jack and grabbed Jack’s crotch. “Wow he’s got a big bulge on him” he remarked.

    “Get off!” Jack yelled. “Fucking perverts you hear me? You’re all fucking perverts you’ll all pay for this!” Jacked shouted to everyone.

    “Shut the fuck up!” The man slapped Jack across the face. “Right let’s get the pig on his knees” he said to the other Gay Gang members that were holding him.

    The men that were holding him forced Jack to his knees. One of the other Gay Gang men who was in his mid 20’s with short blonde hair and blue eyes and big arms had pulled a leather flogger out of a black bag that the Gay Gang were carrying.

    Jack looked at the flogger in shock. “What the fuck? What else is in that bag?”

    One of the other Gay Gang men who was an older man who looked to be in his 50’s with short grey hair and also with big arms grinned and said “everything that we’re going to be using on you today boy”.

    Before Jack could respond, the young blonde guy began to repeatedly flog Jack’s chest making it turn as red as a tomato. Jack yelled out in pain for each time the flogger connected with his body.

    “Ow! Ah! Ahhh! Fucking stop!” Jack called out.

    “He’s really pissing me off with how much he talks” the 30 year old Gay Gang man remarked. “I think it’s about time we put that mouth of his to good use” he added.

    “I hear you” the 50 year old Gay Gang man replied. He then walked over to Jack and stared to unbuckle his belt.

    “Wha…what are you doing?” Jack asked anxiously.

    The man pulled out his long 8 inch veiny dick. Everybody in the shop began to laugh at the horrified look on Jack’s face.

    “Right get it in your mouth and start sucking it” he ordered Jack.

    “No fuck that! There’s no way that’s going in my mouth not happening!” Jack said as he quickly looked away from the man’s dick.

    “Oh do you near that everyone? The little bitch is refusing to co-operate” the blonde lad said to everyone.

    “Oooo” everybody in the shop said together.

    The 40 year old Gay Gang man walked over and said “looks like we’re going to have keep inflicting pain on him until he co-operates”.

    They then stood Jack up and Jack said “nothing you can say or do is going to make put any of your dick’s in my mouth I’m not a fag like the rest of you!”

    “Ohhhh!” Everybody in the shop remarked.

    “Right that’s it… let’s get his fucking pants off” said the 40 year old Gay Gang man.

    Everybody in the shop cheered and Jack now looked even more horrified “NOOOO!” He shouted out.

    The man pulled out a pair of scissors from the black bag “would anybody like to have the honour?” He asked everybody in the shop.

    Edward, one of the staff members said “I think Dave should as that prick made him cry yesterday”

    “Yeahhh!” Everybody else agreed.

    Dave stepped in “yes I’ll do it”. Everybody in the shop cheered and began chanting “cut them off cut them off cut them off!”

    “NOOOOO!!!!” Jack yelled back in response.

    The man handed Dave the scissors and Dave walked over to Jack who was now shaking. “DON’T DO IT DON’T!” Jack yelled to him in panic. Everybody in the shop was getting really excited now.

    “Say goodbye to your underpants you little prick!” Dave said to him. Dave felt really good that he was now able to make Jack miserable the way that Jack made him miserable the day before.

    Dave cut Jack’s underpants in half and they fell to the floor. “NOOOO!” Jack yelled. Everybody in the shop was trying to get a good look at Jack’s dick.

    Jack was now completely naked and Dave moved out of the way so that everybody could have a look.

    Jack had a long flaccid 10 inch uncircumcised penis that was hanging loosely with a big pair of balls on him too. Everybody in the shop laughed and cheered.

    Jack’s face went bright red with the embarrassment and for once he was quiet. “Who wants to come forward and play with his dick?” The 20 year old Gay Gang lad asked.

    After that, each person in the shop took turns playing with Jack’s dick. Jack had been gagged with his own cut up underpants so that he couldn’t yell any cusses to anybody as they were having their fun.

    After everybody had a chance to play with Jack’s dick, the Gay Gang looked at him in disappointment. “Aw look at that his dick’s still soft” the 30 year old remarked. He then took Jack’s underwear gag out of his mouth and said “you ready to suck some dick boy?”

    “Fucking do one!” Jack replied!

    “Oooooo!” The whole shop said and the Gay Gang laughed at his response. “Looks like we’re going to have you roughen you up a bit, let’s bend him over lads” the man added.

    The Gay Gang turned Jack around and bent him over so that everybody in the shop had a good view of his arse. Jack had nice smooth arse cheeks with some hair in his crack.

    The 50 year old Gay Gang man reached into the black bag and this time he pulled out a whip. He showed it to Jack so that Jack could see what he was about to get smacked with. “Fuck!” Jack shouted.

    The whole shop laughed and the Gay Gang let everybody in the shop have a turn to crack the whip on Jack’s arse.

    Jack yelled out in pain every time the whip hit his arse. His yells getting louder with each whip. Jack’s arse was bright red and the 30 year old man asked again “you going to suck dick now?”. “Ow ahhh ohhh!” Jack called out in pain. “Oi I’m fucking talking to you!” The man shouted and he stepped on Jack’s toes. “AHHH! Jack called out as the man’s shoe was pressed firmly on his foot “FUCK OFF!” He shouted again.

    The man shook his head, “not learning his lesson is he?” He said to everybody in the shop. Everybody in the shop all agreed and the man went to reach into his black bag and this time he pulled out an electric shock device. He pressed the device onto Jack’s chest which gave him a shock “AHH!” Jack called out. The man pressed the device onto Jack’s chest a few more times with Jack yelling out each time it connected with him. He then pressed the device onto Jack again but this time he targeted his balls…

    “AHHHHH!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK!” Jack called out. The whole shop was laughing and the man pressed it onto his balls again. “AHHH NO NOT AGAIN NO!” Jack yelled. The man then got Jack’s penis in his hand pulled back on his foreskin to expose Jack’s dick head. He put the electric shock device towards it and said to the shop “shall we?” Everybody in the shop all chanted yes in agreement but that’s when Jack called out “NOOOO!!! NOOO PLEASE DON’T DO IT!! NOT THERE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!” The man then said to him “well if you agree to suck dick then you won’t get zapped there.” “OKAY OKAY I’ll SUCK I’ll SUCK I’ll SUCK YOUR DICKS OKAY I’LL DO IT!” Jack called out.

    Everybody in the shop cheered and the Gay Gang got Jack back on his knees. The 50 year old man got his long 8 inch veiny dick out again. “Oh god oh fuck” Jack said to himself. “Come on get it in your mouth bitch!” The 20 year old lad said. Jack hesitantly opened up his mouth and slowly put the man’s dick in his mouth. He sucked it for 3 seconds before taking it out again.

    “Oh god I can’t do this” Jack said. The whole shop then starting chanting “suck it suck it suck it suck it!” The 30 year old man said “come on get that fucking dick back in your mouth boy or you’ll be roughed up again.” Jack then tightly closed his eyes and began sucking the dick again. “Yeah that’s it!” The 50 year old man said in amusement.

    All 4 members of the Gay Gang had Jack sucking their dicks. “Right if anybody wants to have their dicks sucked come right over!” The Gay Gang all said.

    It turned out that everybody wanted to have Jack sucking their dick. Everybody took turns to have Jack sucking their dick for a few seconds. There would be some occasions where Jack would stop sucking because he was going a lot of gipping. When he was sucking on Dave’s dick, Dave pressed Jack’s head into it so that Jack ended up deep throating him. Jack was nearly sick and he had dribbled all over the floor

    “Look at the disgusting pig dribbling all over the place” the 30 year old Gay Gang man remarked. Everybody laughed.

    “Right we’ll take a break from the sucking, let’s lay him down on his back”. The 40 year old Gay Gang man said. The Gay Gang then laid Jack on the floor. “Right open your legs” he said to Jack. “No I’m not doing that!” Jack answered back. “Listen you can either open your legs or we’ll open them for you and we’ll fuck you up some more for not complying” the man replied.

    “AH FUCK!” Jack shouted in frustration. Jack then spread his legs apart. “Wider!” The man said. Jack spread his legs out as far as he could. “What the fuck are you doing to me now?” Jack asked. The man then pressed his foot firmly on Jack’s balls and Jack called out in pain. “AHHHHH!” He were calling out. “Yeah crush his balls” one of the customers called out.

    Jack was in agony as the man’s foot was pressed on his balls, he then bent Jack’s dick back and pressed his foot on to it. Edward came over to Jack and said “bit of advise mate, you might wanna keep your dick soft so that it doesn’t break!” He laughed. “NOOOO!! OHHH GOD FUUUCK AHHHH!!!!” Jack yelled out in panic.

    The man kept his foot pressed onto Jack’s balls and doing little stamps on them to inflict more pain on Jack. “I’VE SUCKED YOUR DICKS JUST LIKE YOU ASKED WHY ARE YOU STILL OH AHHH! Jack couldn’t finish his sentence due to the pain.

    “You’re getting punished you pig you’re our cock slave now, we can do whatever we please until you’ve learned your lesson!” the man explained.

    “I DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING WRONG!” Jack yelled. People in the shop were shaking their heads. “Looks like you’re going to keep you here a while boy” the man said to him. Jack continued to call out in pain as the man continued to ball crush him.

    The Gay Gang had then stood Jack back up on his feet. One of the customers stepped forward and said “can I just ask, how does it feel to be naked in front of us all right now?” The other people in the shop laughed and one of the Gay Gang men turned to Jack and asked “yeah boy how does it feel to be naked in front of everyone?”. Jack had noticed that people were taking pictures of him on their phones and filming him. He hadn’t noticed this before as he was either looking at his feet to avoid eye contact with anyone or being in agony from pain.

    “What are you all going to do with them photos and videos?” Jack asked them all. One of the customers stepped forward and said “don’t know, maybe we’ll post them all over the internet for the whole to see!” The whole shop erupted in laughter. Jack went red faced again.

    The 40 year old Gay Gang man said to Jack “hey if you don’t like being naked we can get some clothes put on you” he said. Jack looked at him confused. “What do you mean?” He asked. “We do have some clothing that we can put on you, although it won’t cover your whole body but if you don’t like having your dick on show we can cover it up for you”. Jack looked very confused “err yeah okay?” He said. “Here we’ll surprise you” the man said. Jack thought that whatever they had planned, it couldn’t be any worse than being fully naked! The man put a blind fold over Jack’s eyes.

    “Here lift your foot up” the man said to him. Jack lifted both of his feet when the man told him to and he felt a pair of underwear go on him but it felt a like a thong. He then felt something else go around his chest, he then knew what they were doing. “NO!!!!!” He shouted.

    The whole shop was laughing and the Gay Gang took the blindfold off Jack and he saw that they had dressed him a pink thong and a pink bra. “Now that is some photo material” the Gay Gang remarked. The customers and staff members continued to take photos of him.  “Fuck all of you! Fuck you all!! Fucking freaks!” Jack shouted.

    The 30 year old Gay Gang man slapped Jack across the face “oi learn some fucking respect you little bitch!” He said to Jack. Jack always went quiet for a bit after he got a slap across the face.

    “Right this will hurt him” the 20 year old Gay Gang man said. He reached into the black bag and pulled out some clothing pins and started to attach them onto Jack’s body. Jack was calling out in pain again as each clothing pin was being stuck on him.

    Jack was now in a lot of pain as he had clothing pins attached all along his torso. “How does that feel piggy?” The man asked him. Jack was in too much pain to answer. “You know what would hurt him even more? If we put them on his nipples and dick as well!” The man added and the whole shop cheered. He cut off Jack’s thong and bra with the scissors and placed a clothing pin on Jack’s nipples and 2 on the tip of his penis.

    They kept them on him for a good minute and then the lad had picked up the flogger and said “right time to get some of those pins off him.” “OH FUCK NO NOT THAT WAY!” Jack pleaded. The lad ignored him and said “right everybody on a count to 3 you ready?” The whole shop counted “1…2…3!” The lad was about to slap the flogger onto Jack’s body and Jack yelled out but the lad stopped just before it connected to give Jack a scare. “Ohhh” everybody in the shop said and they laughed at the panic in Jack’s face. They then counted again and this time, the lad had smacked the flogger onto Jack’s body and a load of clothing pins all fell off him at once. This time Jack screamed in pain and he screamed for a good 6 seconds before going quiet again. Everybody in the shop all cheered.

     “Oh dear it looks like the clothing pins on his dick and nipples are still hooked on” the lad laughed. He took the other pins off Jack’s body and then said to Jack “you want those clothing pins taken off your dick and nipples boy?” “YES!” Jack responded. “I’ll take them off you, but your first you say I love sucking dick”. Jack hesitated and then mumbled “I love sucking dick”. “What? I couldn’t hear you!” The lad said. “I love sucking dick! Jack said a bit louder. “Come on you sound like you have a dick in your mouth right now fucking shout it!” The lad demanded. “I LOVE SUCKING DICK!” Jack shouted.

    One of the customers laughed and said “I got that all on video I’ll be sure to watch it to cheer me up after a bad day!” The rest of the shop laughed. The lad then yanked the clothing pins off Jack’s nipples and penis and he yelled out in pain as they came off him.

    “Right back on your fucking knees to suck some more dick boy” the lad ordered and Jack was back on his knees sucking the Gay Gang’s dicks.

    The 30 year old Gay Gang man asked Jack “are you going to apologise to everybody for being a prick?” “I fucking ain’t!” Jack replied. “Ohhhhh” everybody in the shop said.

    The Gay Gang shook their heads and then they whispered to each other and let off a little laugh after they did. The 30 year old Gay Gang man went over to one of the shop aisles and picked up a cucumber.

    Jack looked confused “what the fuck are you doing with that cucumber?” He asked.

    “You’ll soon know, right bend him over lads” the man replied. “OH FUCK NOOOO!!!!!” Jack called out.

    Jack’s punishment will continue in part 3…

  • Luke & Noah with crew of ten Journey to the land down under

    Ted and Nicolas Enjoy a Day in Sydney

    Chapter 5

    Written by Ozzilad

    Ted had promised to show Nicolas around and booked flights and accommodation in Sydney to give them some time together. Although both country boys, Ted was familiar with Sydney from previous trips to ‘the big smoke’ and could find his way around without too many hassles. The flight last night from Ted’s home in the country had been delayed and it was quite late by the time the cab collected them at the airport and checked them in to their five-star hotel in The Rocks area, overlooking Sydney Harbour. Luckily they’d had dinner on the way because they were so tired after the travelling they both got naked and crawled into bed together, cuddling up and falling asleep in each other’s arms.

    Ted takes up the story.

    Next morning it’s a bright sunny day and we’re getting ready for our day out exploring the harbour and surrounds. I’d showered first and hollered to Nic to hurry up and get his pretty ass in the shower or we’ll be late. Nic groans and stretches and yawns as he rolls over and climbs out of our bed naked, rubbing his eyes and proudly displaying some morning wood as he stumbles around behind me, as I’m drying myself off. Stopping on the way past he wraps his arms around me and gives me a quick cuddle and smooch on the neck. “Morning bud.” “Morning stud muffin” and glancing down “Ummm…I’d love to help you out with that swelling, but we’re gonna be late if we don’t get a move on.”

    Pretty soon Nic’s out of the shower and he’s bent over drying his legs, emphasising those tight ass cheeks and his muscular hairy thighs. Now standing at the sink shaving and wrapped only in my towel, I can’t resist the tantalising view, so I rip off my towel, roll it up and flick his pretty little ass. THWACK!! “Bulls eye!” “Ooowww! Listen man, keep that up and you’re gonna get it!” “Ooh I sure hope so!” You snatch the towel out of my hand, loop it around my shoulders and reel me in so tight that you get my shaving cream in your beard as you kiss me. Wiping the cream from your lips “Mmmm…you smell good bud…guess I’d better get dressed or we’ll be late.”

    Dressed in our T-shirts, board shorts and sneakers, we hurriedly gobble down breakfast and grab my small backpack and set out for our day on the town. Outside on the street Nic is wide-eyed and looking up at all the tall buildings and the clear blue sky over the harbour, as we make our way down to Circular Quay and board the harbour ferry going to Mosman. Chugging across the harbour I point out the Sydney Opera House on the right, with its shell-like sails reflecting the sun, and to the left is the Sydney Harbour Bridge or the ‘Coat Hanger’ as the locals call it. “You know you can climb to the top of the bridge. You get an awesome view from up there… do you wanna do that later?” “Umm…nooo thank ya bud! Treygar would love climbing that thang, but I’m keeping my feet on the ground.”

    About 15 minutes later we dock at Taronga Zoo in Mosman and make our way through the turnstiles. Nic is like a kid let loose in a toy shop. “Now this is more like it bud! Where’s the koalas and roos…and I gotta go see those Tassie Devils…and don’t forget the batwoms!” “Steady boy…just breathe! Now follow me…they’re down this way” as we make our way along the winding path to the Australia section. We’re in luck; the keepers are giving their talk and Nic gets to hold a large koala called ‘Gumnut’ and the excited look on his face says it all. Later we check out the Tasmanian Devils, kangaroos, echidnas, emus and all manner of Aussie critters, saving the wombats (or ‘batwoms’ as he calls ’em) to last. Afterwards we buy a sandwich and take a break lying on the grass under the trees with a cool drink, as inquisitive wallabies hop up to us looking for titbits, some with small joeys hopping along behind them, others with their joeys poking their heads out of their pouches to see what’s going on.

    Rested, we take the ferry back to Circular Quay and hop in a cab for the 15-minute ride to check out Bondi Beach. “Thought you might like to do some sight-seeing mate…Aussie style” as we walk along the promenade taking in the broad ocean views. We take off our sneakers and feel the warm sand between our toes as we make our way along the water’s edge, feeling the salt breeze and listening to the waves crashing and washing up on the beach and cooling our feet. A couple of hot dudes walk past in their wet Budgie Smugglers that leave nothing to the imagination. “Pssst…did you see that bud…he’s hung like a donkey.” “Enjoying the view are ya?” A big grin crosses your face “You betcha!” “Well don’t stare country boy…and put your tongue back in, because you’re starting to drool!”

    It’s really starting the warm up and the water is looking good. “Fancy a dip in the Pacific mate? I packed our swim shorts and we’ve got a couple of beach towels from the hotel.” A quick nod and we head to the beach pavilion and get changed into our gear. Coming out of your cubicle I’m weak at the knees because you look so sexy in your tight-fitting sky-blue swim shorts that emphasise your hairy physique, and that tight little butt of yours. Back on the beach, we apply clear sunscreen and you blush when a couple of bikini-clad surfie chicks walk past and give you a wolf-whistle. “You’ve got some admirers mate…can’t say I blame ‘em…you look hot in that gear dude.” We wade out into the water and bob under some waves to cool off. Refreshed, we get out of the water and dry ourselves off and lay on our towels to sunbake a little. We’re both tired after our trek this morning and drift off to sleep on our towels, woken later by the life guards driving past in their beach patrol buggy.

    Time is getting away so we slip on our T-shirts and mosey over and buy two large triple header ice cream cones and make our way back to our hotel to freshen up, getting ready for dinner in the revolving restaurant at the summit of Sydney Tower. We make good time and take one of the super-fast elevators that delivers us to the top in two minutes flat. We’re shown to our table beside the window, looking in awe at the 360° views of the city, with the Opera House and Harbour Bridge floodlit on the harbour, and lights and action at street level 1,000 feet below us. But the lure of food draws Nic’s attention to the ‘all you can eat buffet’ and his eyes light up as he piles his plate high, grinning like a Cheshire Cat as we come back to our table. I watch in amazement as it all disappears before my eyes. “Boy you’ve got a healthy appetite…I just don’t know where you put it all!” A wink and Nic’s soon off again, checking out the dessert bar and he’s back again, tucking in to a large wedge of pavlova and some cheese cake, all washed down with a large glass of ice-cold Mountain Dew.

    On the walk back to our hotel, I grab your hand and pull you into a dimly lit doorway and pin you against the wall. We nuzzle and kiss passionately for what seems like a whole minute. “Sorry, I couldn’t hold off any longer…I’ve been wanting to do that all day, but there were too many people around.” “Me too bud!”

     Before long we’re back at the hotel. It’s late and the halls are deserted as we walk with our arms wrapped around each other’s waist, arriving at our door. Once inside, you quickly disappear around the corner as I unload my backpack, tidy up and put some things in the fridge and get a glass of water from the bathroom tap. By the time I get around the corner, the lights have dimmed and you’ve lying on the bed, wearing nothing but the skimpy blue jockstrap that I gave you as a birthday present. You have the biggest grin on your face, as you wink and pat the bed beside you. “Come here bud and give your husband-to-be some lovin’…” Excitedly I undress and crawl up beside you, greeted by a kiss and rubbing noses together as we cuddle and snuggle up in each other’s arms. You raise yourself up on your elbow over me and look down into my eyes with an intense stare, as if you’re looking into my soul. “Do you have any idea how much I love ya Ted?” “Same here ya big lump! I’ve missed my mountain man so much.” The tenderness of the moment gives way to a wicked grin as you start tickling me mercilessly as I try to escape and I almost cry with laughter. I counter by raising my hands above me to your chest and running them over your furry pecs and tickling your ribs until you collapse on top of me laughing, pinning me down with the warmth of your body. My arms wrap around your shoulders and hold you tight, then slide down your back and rest on your furry butt cheeks. All this man-on-man action is making me hard and I can feel your hard manhood pressing against me. My hands are busy massaging your back and working your ass and before long I’ve explored your hairy love canyon and probed around and inserted my finger in your portal. You gasp briefly and close your eyes as I massage inside you and pump my middle finger in and out of your furry hole. “Ahhh that’s so good bud…ohhh…sooo good.” Sensing you’re ready, I loop my fingers under the straps of your damp jock and slide it off, giving it a long sniff as I toss it on the floor.

     I roll you over on your back with your arms folded behind your head. Leaning over you, I plant a kiss on your lips and bury my face deep in each of your pits, inhaling your man scent. I swirl my tongue over your hard nips, making my way down the bushy trail to your navel to that hooded thick 9-inch rod standing bolt upright and oozing precum, surrounded by your full bush and tightly packed nut sack bursting at the seams.

     Kneeling between your legs, I put a pillow under your ass to raise it up and open your legs and push them back, exposing your hairy manhole in all its glory, just begging to be serviced. My whiskery stubble makes you flinch as my tongue swarps up and down, up and down over your puckered hole. Each swarp has you writhing and moaning a little more but I’m not finished yet. Licking your taint on the way back up I slowly run my tongue up the length of your throbbing pole, lapping up the precum oozing down your shaft. I tongue your hooded knob, probing your piss slit and going down on you, saliva drooling out the corners of my mouth as I take you down my throat, slowly inch by inch, in longer strokes until my lips are massaging your bush.

     I resume my assault on your puckered love portal, each time it winks at me, teasing me to fill it with my seed. Now lubed with copious amounts of saliva, I end your torment and part your ass cheeks and push my tongue deep inside you, moaning your approval. “Oh man…give it to me…please…I want you in me so bad…” Spitting on my fingers, I push one, then two fingers into you, preparing your hole for entry. Soon you’re begging for release. My dick is rock hard as I position myself over you, part your hairy ass cheeks and rub my knob up and down over your entrance, before giving it a gentle push and your sphincter relaxes, letting me inside. Another gentle push and you flinch a little and let out a gentle moan as I slowly feed myself inside you, grinding deeper and deeper into your ass, building up a thrusting rhythm as you close your eyes and surrender your body to me. After a good five minutes of thrusting, I look into your eyes and lean forward as you reach up and guide my lips to yours in a tongue filled kiss that sends me wild. You reposition slightly to change the angle and obviously you’ve found ‘the spot’ because your back arches and your legs open wider as you moan “That’s it, that’s the spot…keep going…don’t stop…that feels sooo good!” By now I’ve got your ass cheeks spread wide and I’m so deep in your innards, piston fucking your hole in long deep strokes that I’m gonna shoot my load any minute, so I ease off the tempo and reach down and massage your tight ball sack and start jerking your dick, but the pressure on your prostate at that angle must have been too much, because it only takes a few strokes of my hand you’re shooting your jizz high into the air and splattering me up the side of my face and over your chest in an explosion that has you bucking and writhing. The sight of you cumming is enough to set me off. Your ass is still twitching as I thrust deep and hard, emptying my load deep inside you. Withdrawing I wipe the cum off my cheek and lick my fingers as I scoop up the jizz on your chest as we kiss and share the spoils.

     Exhausted we snuggle up with your head resting on my chest. I reach down and turn your face to mine as we share a tender kiss. “Love you my Aussie.” “Love you too mate” as I reach over and pull the doona up over us, then switch off the bedside lamp and we cuddle up and drift off to sleep.

  • Dave’s Camp

    I’m Dave and I’m almost 34. I’m 6’3, with a fit body; it’s not like I have a chiselled gym body, but I make sure I’m active. From fall to spring, I train young men to become camp counsellors at our boys-only camp. I enjoy my work.

    Today I’m training a newbie named Ethan who graduated last June and passed the interview. Told him to dress in his home clothes, because I want to see what he’ll be like.

    I’m organizing his paperwork when I hear a knock on the door. A tiny 5’6 guy peeks into my office and looks at me.

    “Yo, is this Mr. Scott’s office?” His voice is tender yet confident.

    “Yes, come right in.”

    Ethan walks into my office. The first thing I notice is his body. He has a slim frame.  Ethan’s got messy brown hair that reaches his green eyes. His face is smooth aside from the cuts around his chin where he freshly shaved any stubble.

    I glance down and god, he took my dress code literally. He’s barefoot and wearing a white hoodie with what his jogging sweatpants. There are stains on Ethan’s clothes from the heat. Judging by his smell, I don’t think this is a new outfit.

    “Hello Ethan, for our camp, we employ… unorthodox methods to ensure the success of all counsellors. I’ll guide you through it.”

    “Okay, whatever.”

    I hate to admit it, I accept applicants when they’re my type. I won’t reveal it until their training is done, until then, I stay professional with my job.

    “Before we start, do you consent to the surveillance and recording of training footage?”

    Ethan nods.

    “So the first training task is so the camp can feel ensured that your, hm, impulses don’t interfere with your counselling.”

    Ethan raises his eyebrow.

    “I’ll be showing explicit imagery to you. Try not to show any reaction, and if you do, hide it. As a counsellor, you won’t always be fully clothed, so I’ll have to test that.”

    “I understand, can’t you just test me now?”

    Every part of him is cute. I turn my monitor towards him and load my files.

    I start with a picture of a woman doing yoga to see his reaction. Ethan has no response. I switch the photo to a guy working out. Ethan’s blushing, but he keeps a straight face. Yes. He’s gay.

    “Ethan, don’t let your hormones get the best of you,” I tease him.

    “I won’t,” he says, his eyes glued to the screen.

    I switch to a folder with men-only.

    “Relax, Ethan. Take your hoodie off, act like you’re lounging around.”

    Ethan smiles as he leans back in his chair and pulls off his hoodie. He puts his hands behind his back.

    Damn, he’s smooth; Ethan’s armpits are nearly hairless. I’m supposed to be screening his ability to keep calm while horny but this feels like the real test. His stomach is flat, he doesn’t work out. Ethan’s already pale, but I can see a hint of a tan line where his sweatpants begin.

    I look away from his body and start the chosen video. It’s typical daddy-fucks-twink garbage I find when scrolling. I picked it because of the significance it’ll have to him; it’ll ease him into how this camp works under the hood.

    Ethan’s getting into it, he’s subtly rocking his hips back and forth. I think he forgot the assessment. I can see drool trail down his chin as he rubs his cock through his sweatpants. He’s straddling the armrest on his chair at the same pace the twink bounces on the man’s dick. When the older man gets a close shot, Ethan stands up in a daze.

    He leans forward, his squishable pecs inches from my hands. I can smell his boy sweat from here, the smell horny guys give. Even if he thinks it’s taboo, I can tell he enjoys it.

    “Uh, could you um,” his confidence mixed with his unsure feelings, “uh, switch it? That’s my dad fucking that guy.”

    “Sure thing. I’ll need you to remove your pants and relax again to assess you in a more stressful situation.”

    Ethan stands up and averts his gaze as he undoes the knot in his sweatpants and they drop to the floor. He’s wearing mesh briefs. I’m both grateful and worried at the show, I can’t get a boner yet. I tell him to act like he’s at home.

    Ethan smiles, his composure back, and spreads his legs, tilting back with his hands behind his head again. I could pin him down at this point and he’d be powerless to my advances.

    I need to stay professional for a few more minutes. I avoid the bulge in his see-through underwear.

    “During camp, you might see more… I should say, intimate moments. To simulate it, we got your roommate to demonstrate.”

    “Jeremy?” Ethan’s face turns red as the video call starts. The video ambience is silent as Jeremy walks into the frame.

    Damn, Jeremy’s a hunk. He’s easily 6’5, his body filled out. His beard’s starting to grow. He grins at the camera, which appears to be set up near Ethan’s bed. The bed would be way too small for a big dude like him.

    “Hey, Ethan, I know you’re gay and your employer needed someone for the job so I thought I’d give you a little treat,”  he smiles. Jeremy takes off his football gear. He’s left in his jockstrap.

    “You’re such a cutie, you know that? If I was gay, I’d ram that ass of yours daily,” Jeremy says, fondling his bulge, “I hope you don’t mind what I’ll do. I know that you’ll love it.”

    Jeremy pulls his cock out and humps Ethan’s bedsheet. He’s like a pornstar with how verbal he’s being.

    I look back at Ethan, who’s in easy. His cock is twitching.

    A few minutes pass. Ethan has crumpled to the floor, panting as he listens to his straight roommate. Eventually,y Jeremy erupts his load onto his bed and ends the call.

    “Fuck, Dave, I need to unload,” he moans, rubbing his cock on my carpet. I smile.

    “So part of our program is letting our camp counsellors release their pent-up sensations on the supervisors. Do you want to try that now?”

    “Fuck yes.”

    “Let’s try practicing not waking the others,” I say. Ethan hesitates as I blindfold him.

    “Don’t worry, you’ll be a good boy, won’t you? If you don’t stay still, I’ll need to tie you up.” On instinct, he relaxes.

    His cute little face makes me want to glaze his face in cum. Not yet. That’s always my reward for training young men.

    I pull his briefs down. His erect cock catches on the band and I tenderly graze his head as I slip it off.

    Ethan’s cute, and his cock is no exception. It’s only about 5 inches, cut. Where a bush should be, isn’t. In its place is his smooth skin.

    I wrap my hands around his dick. He’s shaking now. I can’t get my first stroke in before he starts to hump my hand fervently.

    He doesn’t notice in his cock-drunk state, but he never closed the office door. I don’t have the heart to tell him his dad’s been waiting outside the door to pick him up. I motion for his dad to come over. He quietly steps towards his son, humping my hand.

    Wordlessly, he undoes his belt and places his hairy 8-inch cock on Ethan’s lips. He places his arms on Ethan’s shoulders as Ethan instinctively slobbers over the cock in front of him, unaware of who it belongs to.

    His dad’s doing a great job of staying quiet; Ethan would be familiar with his moans after just hearing them now. His dad starts to sweat, his office uniform becoming more and more dishevelled as the cock peeking through his pants thrusts into the younger man. Piss seeps out of his dad’s cock as it slides in and out of his lips.

    Ethan groans as I release my hand from him. Blindfolded, he scrambles around for a surface. He eventually finds his dad’s shoe. Fuck, he looks so hot rubbing his cock on it. His cock is like a geyser as it coats the leather shoe white.

    I shift in my seat as Ethan deepthroats the cock in front of him. He gags repeatedly, his tears staining the blindfold. His dad lets out a moan before covering Ethan’s face in a blanket of his seed. I gesture for him to leave as I close the office door.

    I inspect his body. It’s smooth and slick with sweat. A mixture of cum, piss, and spit coats his upper body. I grab his boxers from under him and smell them before lazily rubbing them on the mess.

    I remove the blindfold from his face.

    “That concludes your first testing session, did you enjoy it?”

    “Mmm, yeah. Thanks, Dave.” Ethan’s boyish face shines from his liquids. He wipes off the piss from the corner of his mouth.

    I can’t wait to have my reward for training him.

  • Greg’s Excellent Adventure

    By Chad Brooks

    As told to Zac Miller

    I’d opened a downtown sports store catering to the high school crowd, and as a freshman hockey player, Greg was in the market for a pair of shin guards. We hit it off immediately. At over 6 feet, with an unruly mop of blonde hair and an easy-going smile, he tipped the scales at 180-plus and had biceps to spare.

    After graduation, Greg went to NYU, but we still saw one another, and during school breaks, he’d often stop in for a chat. Sometimes, we’d go out to eat or hit the gym together. Of course, I noticed his rather shocking physical development, really off the chart. At least 4 inches taller and probably somewhere in the 230-240 range. His potential for growth seemed limitless. Genetically, the kid had everything going for him.

    On December 21st, Greg arrived home for Christmas break and called my store. Would I mind staying open a little later? He wanted to discuss something private. Sure, I’d no problem with that and wondered what could be so important. Trouble at school? Did he knock up some chick?

    I found out a few minutes before 7. Greg appeared at the front entrance looking bigger and badder than ever. Obviously, his training was going well. Right away, he hit me with, “Dude, are we alone? Like, is anybody else gonna show up to spoil things?”

    “Nope, I closed an hour ago. My time is your time, bro. What’s cookin’?”

    “Well, I, uh, I’ve gotta get this off my fuckin’ chest, man. This is so hard for me. Uh…promise you won’t laugh? Seriously? It’s hella personal, and you’re the only guy who’d understand. I hope.”

    “Hey, this is Chad. Trust is what I’m all about. You know that. Whatever you want to share, it’ll stay between us and the four walls.”

    He looked at me without saying anything. I could see a vein pulsing in his neck. “Is it okay if I go bareback? I’m sweatin’ like a motherfucker.”

    “Sure, man, whatever makes you feel comfortable.”

    Greg pulled off his hoodie, and he was beefy and ripped, with wide shoulders, solid pecs, and an 8 pack. Just incredible development.

    “Holy fuck, dude, you’re one brutal mofo,” I said, squeezing his right bicep.

    That made him smile. “Really? You think I look good?

    “Good? Hail to the beef, brah! You put me to shame, seriously.”

    “Oh, man, I wouldn’t say that. I’m hella inspired by your physique. Always have been. Hope I look half as jacked when I’m your age.”

    “Ha! I’m not bad for the advanced age of 51. I maintain.”

    “It’s more than just maintaining, bro. You work at it. Look at your neck and those crazy traps. Unreal.”

    “Yeah, I’m a gym rat, born and bred. So, what did you want to talk about?”

    He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. “Okay, well, I’ve been struggling with this…this thing for years. Have you ever wondered why I keep coming down here, even though

    I’ve graduated from high school and moved on to NYU?”

    “Well, I’d like to think it’s because we’re friends. More than just customer and retailer. Brothers, basically.”

    “Yeah, true. We are like brothers. That’s cool. For me, though, it’s more. Dude, I’m…shit, this is hard to say, and I don’t want to sound like a fuckin’ pussy.”

    “Go ahead. I’m all ears. Just spill.”

    “Ok. Well, bro, I’m in…love with you. Holy shit! There, I fuckin’ said it.”

    I was taken aback. “In love? Like romantic and stuff?”

    “Yeah. For a long time, bro. Do you think badly of me?”

    “Of course not. How long have you, um, had these feelings?”

    “Since sophomore year, at least. Maybe even before that, maybe from the first moment I ever set foot in here, though I didn’t know what to call it. I’m fuckin’ in love with you, Chad, and it’s eatin’ me up alive.”

    “Wow, I’m flattered. But you’re barely 20. Quite an age difference there. I think it’s because your dad just hasn’t been around, living in New York City and all.”

    “No, Chad, it’s more than the dad thing. Way more. If you only knew how many times I’ve blown my load thinking about you, the sound of your voice, your handsome face. Your hairy fuckin’ chest. I fantasize about you holdin’ me close, looking into my eyes, saying you love me, too. No, it’s way more.” And then, he began to cry.

    I got up and put my arms around him. “It’s okay, dude. It’s okay.”

    Greg looked up at me, and I don’t know why, but we kissed. Just a peck on the lips, but it took both of us by surprise. “I like that,” he whispered.

    Rather than say anything, I instinctively kissed him again and didn’t hold back. The feel of Greg’s velvety tongue swirling around mine made me horny as fuck.

    He took a breath and shook his head, as if to knock the cobwebs loose. “Goddamn! This is so fuckin’ hot! This is what I’ve wanted since I was 14. You can do anything to me, bro. Anything. I need it. I need you. Fuck me, brah. Please. I want your cock down my throat when you get off.”

    “But…I make it a rule never to get involved with customers, especially kids. And you’re…”

    “Shit, I ain’t no kid. I’m 19 fuckin’ years old! Almost 20! I know what I want, and I want you. Don’t turn me away, man. Please don’t. I’ve got major wood, and I’ll explode if we don’t fuck.”

    “But, Greg. This is wrong on so many levels.”

    “Oh, fuck being wrong! Why do you think I’ve been lifting weights? You’re the reason! So you’d think I’m somethin’ special. I’ve seen the guys who hang out here. They’re all jocks, and every single one of ‘em is hot for your cock. No way am I gonna let them have what’s rightfully mine. I’d kick the shit out of whoever tries to get in your pants. You belong to me, man. You’re fuckin’ mine. We belong to each other. Doncha feel it?”

    I thought for a moment, and it all seemed so obvious. Yes, I wanted him.

    Greg reached down and massaged my crotch, squeezing along the shaft. “Whoa. You’re hard. I can’t believe this is happening.”

    What else could I do but fess up? “Yeah, buddy, yeah, now you know. I’m human. I get turned on. What made you tell me this now? Why today?”

    “Dude, I’ll be 20 in two months, and I’ve never been laid. Heck, I’ve only kissed three chicks in my entire life! Nuthin’ on the dude side. Been savin’ it for you, but the first move had to come from me, cause I know you’re a gentleman, and you probably still see me as a gangly teenager. Look at this chest, bro. Is it a kid’s chest?”

    “No. Definitely not.”

    “Let’s fuck, man. I wanna sit on your hog somethin’ wicked.”

    “We can’t do anything out here. We can be seen from the front window.”

    “What about the storage room?” Greg suggested. “We can use the couch and have fun.”

    “Yeah, cool.”

    “Awesome!” He ran back there, whooping. I shut off the store lights, locked the front door, and followed Greg. He’d already stripped down to his boxers. Definitely a very big boy in every regard, but so was I, age difference be damned. Another liplock, and we were off to the races.

    “Wanna see my johnson?” he teased, pulling down the waistband. I had full view of an absolutely gorgeous dick, cut and close to 8 thick meaty inches.

    “Damn, Greg, you been hiding that big fella from me all these years?”

    “Yeah. And I can shoot over my shoulder, man. Pow, pow, pow, like a fuckin’ machine gun. I’ll show you.”

    “I don’t shoot like that anymore, unfortunately. Those were the days.”

    “Oh, wow, man, I’ve imagined what it’s like, getting you off with my tongue and then gargling a mouthful of your cum. Holy shit. I can’t imagine anything better.”

    “Okay, let’s try this–we’ll shut off the light and just hold each other. Let our hands go

    where ever they want, while we make out.”

    “Awright, man, awright. Take off those tighty-whities and give me an eyeful.”

    “How about a mouthful?”

    “Little less conversation and more action, baby.” Greg hooked two fingers in my shorts and slowly inched them off. “Whoa, you’re hard. Anybody else in here ever come face to face with this awesome work of art?”

    “Yeah, a few older guys. There was one dude who went to West Point, and we fucked around.”

    “Oh, yeah. I remember him. Loved Trump.”

    “Yeah, but I made him squeal Biden’s name on more than one occasion.” I laughed, but Greg wasn’t laughing. “What’s the matter, bro?”

    “It fuckin’ ticks me off that he sucked your cock before me. Wasn’t he a track star? Skinny and ripped? Yeah, I remember him. Wore a high and tight. Thought he was all that.”

    “His ass was pretty tight. Haha!”

    “I don’t wanna hear it!”

    “Ah, relax, bro. I was interested because he kept begging me to fuck him. So I fucked him one night and had a great time doin’ it. He squealed like a bitch when I hit his prostate. Couldn’t handle the master, but I taught him well. Ooohh, yeah.”

    “Stop, stop, I’m about to blow right now. C’mere, man, and shut off the fuckin’ light. I

    wanna explore.”

    We threw our arms around one another, and I couldn’t believe how solid this guy was, sturdy as a stone wall. No way did I want him to walk away with anything but a fun time and good memories. My own first encounter couldn’t have been more unforgettable: getting blown on a shag carpet in the middle of someone’s living room. I expected fireworks. Instead, the dude fumbled and came way too early. He sucked me off, but the enthusiasm was gone.

    Still, it had been a good learning experience. From then on, I ate the guy out first. That’s the move I planned to use on Greg.

    I mussed his hair. “Is this what you been dreamin’ about?”

    “Yeah, bro, yeah. What do you think of my dick. Big enough?”

    “Fuckin’ outrageous.”

    “It’s all yours, man.”

    I used my tongue to tease him up, down, and around, balls to tip. When he was moaning, I sucked him in completely. “You like?”

    “Ahhhh, man. Hell, yeah. I like.”

    Instinctively, he bucked his hips, and we were soon in synch, as I figured we would be.

    Legs and arms entangled, muscles bulging, and then we were on the couch, melting into one another. Whenever I’d stop, he’d start up again, saying my name softly, over and over. He moved on top of me, our cocks touching, chest against chest.

    “Let’s 69,” he whispered in my ear. “Can I be on top?”

    I gave him one more deep kiss and said, “buddy, take the top and do whatever you want.”

    We moved into position, and he began slathering my cock with his velvety tongue–the first cock he’d ever had, except in fantasy. Surprisingly, he was actually pretty good. I continued working on his prime tubesteak. Without lube, I didn’t want to finger him, just yet. I’d wait until

    we were ready to fuck.

    Greg clutched at the mat of hair on my chest. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you, man? That’s why I came back. I just can’t get you out of my head. You’re drivin’ me fuckin’ ape shit.”

    “That’s okay, dude. I feel the same about you.”

    “Really? You mean it?”

    “Damned straight. Didn’t think anything would happen between us, though. That was one fantasy I knew would never come true.”

    “And it is.”

    “Yep. I’m flattered you saved all this up for your bro. So much fuckin’ muscle. Unbelievable.”

    “Let me eat your ass,” he whispered, licking my ear.

    “You horny bastid.”

    “Can’t help it, man. You have that effect on me.”

    I grinned, turning around putting my ass up in the air. “The buffet is served, young sir.”

    “All right! I’ve seen this in porn and couldn’t wait to try it.”

    Tentatively, Greg touched his warm tongue to my rose bud, then pushed it further in and tongue-fucked me. Zing! I’ve had dudes eat me out before, but this teenager had them all beat. Of course, I was turned on like a neon sign, so that definitely helped.

    “Stop, holy shit, stop,” I finally gasped. “I’m on sensory overload here. If I blow a load too fast, it’ll take me a while to recover.”

    “How long for you?”

    “About twenty minutes to half an hour. That’s what happens when you’re an old fart.

    Bet it takes you ten minutes.”

    “About that,” he chuckled. “It’s just that I want to do everything we can and then some. Cum in my asshole, lick it up, and then make out with me. Gets me so fuckin’ horny thinkin’ about it. Look how hard I am. Maximum stiffness.”

    “Welcome to the club, bub. Haha!”

    He spread his legs, and I got down to business. First, I ran my tongue around the head of his beautiful dick. It had the desired effect; this weapon was ready to shoot, and I had my finger on the trigger.

    “Shit, man, I don’t know what you’re doin’, but you’re sure doin’ it right. Ahh…” Greg sighed. “Dayum!”

    I smelled Ivory soap and Axe body spray. His abs stood out like sculpted marble. Whoa. When I held him close, it felt like a statue of sinew and muscle, but I could tell by his pounding heartbeat and throbbing meatstick that this was no statue…he was every inch flesh and blood.

    “You like what I’m doin’ to you, brutha?” I said, looking up at him.

    “Yeah, dude, I fuckin’ love it. I knew you’d be good.”

    “How often do you beat off? More than once a day?”

    “Once a day? Christ, I did it up to five times a day when I was in high school. The first time I blew a load was at 11, and I didn’t know what the fuck was going on. Cum everywhere. When I got to be 15, I started doin’ it more. And I came every time, pretty big loads, especially when I thought about you and me gettin’ jiggy. Now, I beat off, on average, four or five times a day.”

    “I used to do it once a day until my early 40s. And I can still blow a full load, too.”

    “Hey, man, I’ll make you cum so fast and wild, you won’t know what the fuck hit you.”

    “Lookin’ forward to it. What about tonight. You pressed for time?”

    “No time limit. Plus, we’ll have the entire Christmas break to fuck. I’ll meet you under the mistletoe. Ha!”

    “It’s been a while since I’ve had the chance to do any of this. Might be a little creaky. Hope I don’t disappoint you.”

    “Disappoint me? Bro, that’ll never happen! Just bein’ here is beyond anything I’ve ever dreamed. You will never disappoint me.”

    “Good. When you talk that way, it puts lead in my fuckin’ pencil.”

    What followed next was beyond anything either of us had ever imagined. I got on my knees, hitched up his legs, and really went to town eating him out. That unleashed the lion, and within a matter of minutes, we were having hardcore sex, rough, rugged, and hot. Greg kept whispering my name, over and over, and the bear hug we were in was so strong, I felt like he’d never let me go.

    “Dude,” Greg breathed, “I wanna feel you blow inside me. Will you do it?”

    “No time like the present. Gotta grab lube out of the bathroom. Be right back.”

    Not very many people knew I kept a tube of KY in the store, discreetly hidden beneath a pile of towels. Only Jay, the track star, knew it was there because he’d bought the tube to celebrate our first fuck. I must admit, I did love the feel of his military ass, and I’m not ashamed to say we both got off big time. A jizz explosion that splattered the back room’s walls and caught him right in the mouth. Ha!

    “Ready, big guy?” I said, closing the door behind me and wagging my hard dick in front of his face.

    Greg flashed a thumbs up. Watching my dick slowly disappear into his mouth again and again made me want to blow right there, so I had to stop him.

    “Whoa, dude, whoa. Keep goin’ like that, and you’ll have a mouthful of hot cum. You obviously know how to satisfy your man.”

    “Been dreamin’ of it long enough,” he said, grinning like the horny devil he was. “Lube me up, bro.”

    “Will do.”

    The next few minutes were spent finger-fucking Greg’s ass. He could easily handle three fingers, which surprised me. “You sure you haven’t done this before? Not many novices can handle a big dick.”

    “I’ve been practicing on myself. Don’t want to disappoint you, and I figured your cock was at least three fingers around.”

    “Kudos, my friend. That’s what I call major prep. Ready for the launch?”

    “Yeah, man. I’ll give you a countdown.”

    “Let’s go in from the front.”

    I gently pushed aside his chiseled thighs and put a drop of KY on my love muscle. If this had been anyone else but Greg, I’d plow it home…but I wanted him to look back on the experience and pop instant wood.

    “Tell me if this hurts, and I’ll pull out.”

    His sphincter relaxed, which was a surprise, and I very neatly slid in to my ballsack. For

    good measure, I pushed even further, until there was no space between us. Pecs to pecs, balls to balls.

    Greg closed his eyes and sighed, lips slightly parted. I leaned in to kiss him, and the frenzy that move unlocked was amazing; we wasted no time fucking like two sex-crazed rabbits, and each thrust brought us closer and closer to the Infinite.

    “Fuck me with everything you got, man,” he commanded. “Every fucking inch. Make me love the feelin’.”

    “Better start the countdown.”

    “Okay, here goes. 10. 9. 8. 7. 6…”

    “Whoa, my balls are shifting into place for a major load.”

    “…5, 4, 3…”

    We became one, united in a passion that knew no limitations. In, out, in, out, about to erupt, feeling the edgy release building between us. The only sound other than his breathless countdown to victory was our bodies sensually moving into one another, punctuated by guttural groaning from Greg.

    “2…1…Fuckkkkk, man! I feel it. I fuckin’ feel it! Your cock’s bigger!”

    “Damn right it is. I’m gonna blow!”

    That’s all she wrote. I grit my teeth and released a spurting spasm of man seed. Greg’s virgin ass welcomed all of it, and our kissing was the cherry on the sundae.

    “You shot your load in me. I can’t fuckin’ believe it. I’m carryin’ a part of you. Holy shit,

    am I dreamin’ or what?”

    He hooked his muscular legs around mine, and neither one of us wanted to let go. I had

    to agree; we were meant for this. Destiny had spoken, and we could do nothing but comply.

    “That was fucking incredible,” Greg said, cupping my balls. “I could honestly feel your load squirting in my ass. Unreal. You are the fuckin’ man.”

    “Glad you liked it.”

    “Liked it!” He punched my shoulder playfully. “I fuckin’ loved it. In fact, I’m rarin’ for a second go! How ‘bout you?”

    “Hey, hold on there, bro. You need to get your rocks off. Lay back, relax, and let me fly you to the fuckin’ moon, courtesy of Chad airlines. All expenses paid.”

    “As long as I earn frequent flyer miles, I’m not gonna complain.”

    Here’s where I put pedal to the metal, just grabbed his thick man-meat and swallowed it from stem to stern. Every now and again, I’d come up for air, and he would be looking down at me; from then on, I knew: we’d never be apart.

    When two men make love, and one takes the driver’s seat, the other usually responds as each gear is shifted. Greg followed through like a champ, slowly fucking my face, tickling my ears, tousling my hair. It didn’t take me long to get him on the edge, and by the way his cock was growing, it would only be a matter of seconds before an eruption.

    “Prepping for lift-off?” he asked, holding my head in place.

    “Christ, yeah, big-time. The ignition button has been engaged. Countdown! 10…9…8…7…6…”

    I was gonna suck him dry.

    #5…4…3…”

    “Oh, God, oh, GOD…I, uh, I’m…”

    The explosion happened on 2, not 1, and suddenly, Greg was panting, pushing my head down and grunting. Still makes me laugh, how loud he moaned and thrashed about, and I kept up by swallowing all I could. I knew instinctively that we’d never quite reach this point again, because it was our first, and those are the best.

    Greg’s spasms lessened, and he fell back, exhausted. “Jesus Christ, dude, you are the fuckin’ man! If that’s what a blowjob feels like, I gotta have at least one whenever we get together.”

    “Yeah, but will you return the favor and swallow my load?”

    “Of course. And you’ll let me fuck your ass?”

    “Goes without sayin’, bub.”

    “Hella cool. Let’s take a break and just make out.”

    “Awesome. C’mere, studly.”

    That December night sealed the deal for both of us. We became not only became committed lovers but soul mates. I’ve driven down to his school for weekends of fun, and every time he’s home, Greg stops by for non-stop sessions. He’s even bigger now, over 275, hitting the weights like a madman. He’s done some amateur shows and is aiming for a qualifier. I’m right there, at every show, yelling and whooping it up like crazy.

    Oh, and Mr. High and Tight? We tag-teamed him big-time one sweaty night in a local motel. He walked outta there drunk, bowlegged, and with a medal for courageous valor under enemy fire. Haha!

  • Luke & Noah with crew of ten Journey to the land down under

    Final

    Written by Butch

    I awoke sandwiched between Noah and Zane totally in a daze.  I carefully slipped out of bed, looking at my hubby sleeping like an angel.  It was quiet, some of the guys slept three to a bed and the rest slept on sleeping bags on the floor and they were sprawled out everywhere.  I headed to the kitchen to make coffee which I desperately needed.  Poor Ted, his house will never be the same.

    With coffee in hand I headed out to the pool area. The beautiful Australian morning captured my senses and after the sexual romp from the previous day I pondered all that had happened. Several minutes later Noah walked out with his Mountain Dew and leaned over and kissed me. “Are you okay Luke?” “I’m okay if you’re okay!” “We have never done anything like this before and for me it was fun, and the guys are our friends and siblings, so why not share in the sexual camaraderie.” “Noah, I’m with you, and you’re right, we have never done anything like this before and I just want you to know that you are all I’ll ever need, but it was fun and so hot sharing in the sexual festivities. It was beyond anything I’ve ever experienced with so many cocks attached to physically perfect guys.” “This was a holiday that will be memorable for sure, and Ted has been the perfect host putting up with all of us.”

    Just then Ted came out, walked over to us with a big smile and hugged us and said….”Mates, did you enjoy the cruise.” Noah and I started laughing…”Definitely a lot of cock, stimulating the senses for sure.” Noah added. “Today is our last day together, and having all you guys here is something I will never forget, so we have to make this day special. “Hmmm, so Ted are you saying we need to continue sharing in our cockfest?” Ted began laughing hysterically, “Well Mates, why not, who knows if we will get together again, so I’m ready to begin the sextivities again today if everyone is on board.” Just then one by one the guys began coming out, all with smiles and I could sense the serenity amongst all of us. Zane hollered out….”Fuck yeah, the cruise was insane, I’m a cock man but thirteen horny guys has started a new chapter in our friendship, and I’m ready for more, much more.” We all started laughing, hugging each other and feelings were felt, love was felt, and it all became different somehow.

    “Hey sexy Luke, how about helping me in the kitchen so we can get this crew fed?” “Ted and I headed to the kitchen preparing Eggs, Bacon, Home Fries, Toast, Juice and a slew of pancakes. We all sat down and Noah said Grace….”Lord, thank you for this meal we are about to share, your only Son, Jesus Christ preached for us to love one another and here at this table the love is all around us….thank you for bringing us together and filling our hearts with memories we will never forget….Amen….dig in guys.”

    After a delicious meal we cleaned up and we were all having a ball laughing and joking with one another. Zane got up and shucked his briefs….’It’s playtime guys” as he dove into the pool. One by one we all removed our underwear and jumped into the pool. Noah and I just watched all these guys playing, mouths attached, tongues being sucked. Nicolas looked at Ted and said…”Ted, this is too hot, I’ve spewed more cum this week than I’ve done in the last month.” “Hmmm, do ya think you could muster up some more since this is our last day?” “Well, with all these guys strutting their stuff, I don’t think it will be a problem at all and my balls are tingling right now so the answer is YES there is more cum in these balls of mine.” “Music to my ears mate, lover and my future hubby.” 

    Everyone got out of the pool and each one of us with a raging hardon. Ted had laid blankets all over the yard and some of the guys retreated, cocks hard and ready for action. Butchy Aaron, Treygar and Nick took to one blanket, Tobie, Zane, Breck and Keagan on another, then Jason and Dex all teamed up for some wild man2man sex. Luke and I, Ted and Nicolas were on armless lounges. We held each other and began watching the making of a top notch porn flick. 

    Nick slid his dick up and down Butchy Aaron’s love hole and then penetrated him. Treygar got on his knees and spread Nick’s perfect cheeks and began eating his fuck hole like a man with a insatiable hunger. “Fuck yeah Treyg, ahh that feels good.” Nick was slowly fucking Butchy Aaron getting the most from Treyg’s rimming skills. After eating him and finger fucking him he aimed his cock at Nick’s portal and slid right in. The outbursts from Butchy Aaron made it known to those of us observing that he was mesmerized by the feeling of Nick’s cock awakening his sweet spot. Nick fucking him and then Treyg fucking Nick was creating a lot of hollering and getting everyone in the groove. Zane was eating Tobie, Breck munching on Keagan and then they switched. Soon Tobie was fucking Zane and Breck fucking Keagan and Jason impaled his thick cock into Dex’s mancunt. The outburst from the guys was definitely a ***** star porn flick. Luke and I looked over at Nicolas who was sucking face with Ted in a heated battle. I took hold of Noah’s hard enormous cock and Noah shouted….”Fuck Luke, be careful or I’m going to cum.” “Hey Noah, this is awesome…. I’m in a state of sexual nirvana, my balls are tingling and watching these guys is making me desire a needed sex flush.” “A sex flush, what the fuck is that Luke, never heard you say it before?” “A sex flush is when you cum babe.” “Hmm, well we both need sex flushes.” 

    “Hey guys don’t blow your loads.” shouted Ted, “the rest of us are offering awesome blowjobs.” Fireworks were about to start as Dex, Nick and Treyg got up walking over with their cocks swinging, Dex and Nick approached Noah and I. Nick stood there holding his cock hovering over me with a cocky grin…”You want a taste Luke?” Pre-cum started forming on his piss slit and I leaned forward licking his slick man juice. As Dex was watching me use my oral skills on Nick, he moved to Noah and began rubbing his engorged cock on Noah’s lips. Without hesitation Noah took Dex’s balls, rubbing them as his mouth opened, accepting his swollen cock. We were in it for the win as saliva mixed with their pre-cum making Dex and Nick moan is sexual satisfaction. Nick grabbed my hair maneuvering my head back and forth on his very large, thick veiny cock.” Dex was using very sexual verbage as Noah masterfully sucked his cock. “I’m close” shouted Dex….”me too” echoed Nick and they both came like a river of white molten lava, hot, thick yogurt filled Noah’s mouth and mine. Once the final burst was done from these two hunks, Noah and I kissed sharing the essence of Nick and Dex. Nick was just staring at us….”Fuk man, can you two suck cock.” I looked at Noah with a smile, licking my lips….”Tasty huh”.

    Zane came walking over with Tobie…. Zane stood directly in front of Ted jacking his big cock….”You want some of this Teddy?” Ted was licking his lips as Zane shoved his cock into his willing mouth. All the guys started gathering around and Breck started laughing….”Fuck yeah, this is a cockfest.” Breck approached Noah, held his cock close to Noah’s mouth….”Go ahead, your hubby is busy, you should get busy too.” Without hesitation Noah engulfed Breck’s very large appendage and began sucking him right down to his pubes. Breck’s head went back, his eyes closed….”Fuck yeah, your good my man.” By now Zane was taking advantage of Ted’s cock sucking skills and Nicolas was just watching, stroking his cock when Butchy Aaron came over to Nicolas looking at him with a ‘you want some of this look.’ “Butchy, what are you waiting for, shove that sweet cock in my mouth. The sounds of sexual verbage along with awesome blowjobs had everyone in total ecstasy. Soon Jason walked over to me shyly, I took one look at his thick cock dripping with pre-cum and reached out stroking him. “Go ahead Luke, my big boy wants some tongue action.” ‘Yeah man, shove that fuckpole in my mouth.”  I began sucking his cock like the pro I am, then he pulled out and said “Luke I want to suck your cock.” “Be my guest Jas.” as I looked at Noah with a grin. Jas was working my cock and shockingly swallowed me down to my pubes. “Fuck yeah Jas, your the man.” He got up looking at me with a proud look as I once again took his cock sucking him as he moaned, his body gyrating as he yelled….”I’m gonna fuking cum.” He shot one hell of load in my mouth that I couldn’t swallow fast enough. 
    Break had already cum and Noah was now servicing Keagan. My mouth was full of Jason’s sweetness, thick globular cum, and as Keagan shot his load, Noah reached over to me holding my head back and snowballed a huge wad of cum in my mouth, mixed with Jason’s and Keagan’s offering. Cum was oozing out of the sides of my mouth in which Noah was devouring. We kissed for some time as we were tasting our buddies’ spoils.

     Dex whispered to Nick and they both came over to Noah and I. “Looks like you guys need to be serviced and Nick and I are ready to worship those throbbing cocks of yours.” Dex got on his knees looking at me with a silly grin, grabbed my cock, stroking it and then rubbed my balls. Pre-cum was oozing out of my piss slit in which he licked without hesitation savoring my elixir. He then engulfed my cock sliding down to my pubes in one maneuver. Meanwhile Nick was trying to suck Noah’s huge cock and the gagging sounds were hot and I was ready to shoot. “Fuck yeah Dex, I’m cumming, yeeeeeeees! Like a trooper Dex took my load swallowing it as he moaned enjoying my delicious nectar. He got up and kissed me, sharing the remnants of my orgasm. Noah began shouting, “Fuck I’m cumming, fuk, fuk, fuk yeah.” Nick was sucking the cum out of Noah’s cock then kissed him, then the four of us hugged and kissed getting the final tastings of our seed. 

    Treygar shouted out….”I’m next, who wants a taste of this?” as he grabbed his cock swinging it back and forth. Butchy Aaron shouted….”Me, Me.” as he got on his knees and went to work…..Zane had cum, filling Ted’s mouth and Butchy Aaron had filled Nicolas’s gullet. Butchy Aaron finished off Treygar and I have to say Butchy Aaron is a guy that can’t get enough cock and does his thing with pride…. 

    Everyone was laughing, when Jason became serious and said….”Man, this is a first for me and it will be forever in my memories, so many cocks and I can admit to ya’all I’m bi-sexual….I love pussy, but man I love cock too.” “Zane added…”No shit your bi-sexual Jas, you been sucking cock with the best of us.” We all laughed because Zane always had a way of interjecting something comical. Everyone started hugging and kissing and the love of friendship with additional benefits was had by all. Noah and I had been sipping Bailey’s Irish Cream and Noah stood up and said…..”A toast to our friend and mate for such awesome hospitality…..we love you Ted and the next sexfest celebration, Luke and I will be hosting.” Everyone cheered with each of us hugging and kissing Ted thanking him for a week of unforgettable cumaraderie. 

    The next morning after breakfast we said our goodbyes as the shuttle pulled up to take us to the airport. Ted with tears in his eyes hugged us all and said it was a week he would never forget. He pulled Nicolas aside, they hugged and both cried….”Unforgettable memories were made here this week, I love you Nicolas, keep my love with you until we meet again.” Everyone got into the shuttle and we headed home…. 


    Quote for Thought….Though miles may lie between us, we are never far apart, for friendship doesn’t count miles, its measured by the heart 

    Parrin and Oz, thank you for adding your writing skills and sharing this story of friendship with me…..

    Love Butch

  • Adventures of Theo

    Theo walked home from being fisted and fucked by the soldier in a mix of bliss and guilt. The soldier’s load was trickling down his thigh–it was whiter, creamier and more pungent than the seed of the older man he was serving as a wife to. As he walked home, Theo scooped the thick white load from his inner thigh and brought it to his mouth–savoring the taste. Theo was hard again, and the thought of getting bred by the soldier again tomorrow filled his youthful prick with enthusiasm. But what about his savior? The man who had saved him from death after soldiers killed Theo’s family. The man who nursed him back to health, had given him a roof over his head, food in his belly, and ample semen in his wife hole? How could he have cuckolded him? Theo resolved to not return to his customer jerk-off spot tomorrow afternoon, and instead to devote himself to being a good wife.

    Theo returned to the man’s house, expecting him to be out in the fields at this hour, as he usually is. Instead, as if the man suspected something was amiss, Theor’s hunk was reclined right in the main room, smiling at Theo as he opened the door. The man’s tunic was open and his large, thick flaccid cock was resting on his thigh.

    “There you are my boy.” He smiled, stroking his oiled cock.

    “Hello Sir.” Theo said demurely. Theo’s heart was beating rapidly, aware of the soldier’s thick load leaping from his bruised gash. “Let me go wash up and I’ll relieve you of your erection, my love.”

    The old man smiled coyly. “No need, my boy. Come here.” The man beckoned with hand.

    “But your seed is still in me, from your lunchtime rutting.” Theo’s head was spinning. How stupid of him to keep the soldier’s thick seed inside him. He should have squatted and evacuated it on the side of the road, instead of savoring the full feeling the whole walk home.

    “Come here my boy.” The man beckoned.

    Despite his fear, Theo’s dick perked. He hadn’t tired yet of this man’s impressive 50-something physique–the olive skin, toned from years of working under the sun, the impressively large nipples sitting atop a massive muscled chest. The man’s prick–the thickest Theo had ever seen–was now fully engorged. Theo thought how lucky he was to get an elderly husband who could provide for him but who also still had a sexual stamina–this would be the man’s third time breeding Theo just today.

    Theo resolved to despunk his beau quickly before he could discover the stranger’s semen in his cunt. He walked over to the man coyly, then squatted and took the thick cock in his mouth. Theo could barely get his mouth open wide enough to get the head in, but he focused and angled his neck just right, forcing the entire thick shaft down his windpipe. The man moaned in ecstasy. Theo began bouncing up and down on the dick with his throat with a ferocity he had not yet employed–a trick Theo had acquired in his youth when was training to potentially be a soldier. The man was clearly impressed, and began moaning in the characteristic way he moaned before blowing his load.

    “Slow down boy. I need to save my seed for your hole.”

    Theo pretended he didn’t hear the man, and in fact he picked up the pace. Harsh gagging noises were emanating from his throat as he forced the plunger-sized dick again and again down his throat. Theo could feel the already thick shaft swell as it prepared to shoot down his throat. He was almost there. But then the man grabbed Theo’s head and forced his mouth off the dick.

    “I said slow down boy.” Theo had never heard the man be so forceful. As if spurred on by his boy’s sluttiness, the man picked up Theo aggressively, bent him over the devan, aimed his massive cock at Theo’s wrecked hole. If the man noticed how bruised and puffy the hole was, he didn’t say anything. Instead, he forcefully plunged the massive dick inside Theo’s well-used pussy.

    Theo buried his head in the devan to hide his agony–his hole was bruised from the soldier’s fist, and it was being stretched to its max once again. Fearing the man’s plunger cock would expel the soldier’s load–and fearing that the man would then notice it wasn’t his own semen from his ruts earlier in the day, as the soldier’s load was extremely thicker and whiter than the old man’s–Theo clamped down on the dick with all his might. This made Theo writhe in even greater agony–it was difficult to bear down because the dick had so much girth and his chute was already totally wrecked.

    The man seemed to react to Theo’s vice-like grip, and fucked Theo with an unusual voracity, his huge low-hanging balls slapping against Theo’s. Despite his bearing down, Theo could hear the slapping of the man’s huge balls against him starting to sound wet, and he could smell the soldier’s tangy cum as it trickled out of his hole. Theo bore down with all his might, which triggered an anal orgasm–Theo saw spots and lost control of his bowels. An enormous wet farting noise emanated from Theo’s hole as the old man picked up the pace even more and howled, ejaculating forcefully into Theo’s innards. Theo felt the hot load go deep inside him, and tried to regain control of his sphincter, but it was spasming uncontrollably as he came himself, and Theo could feel cum stream down his thighs and, worse yet, splatter all over the devan in waves timed with his orgasm.

    The man looked down at the mess he had made and laughed. “You’re so good to me boy. You’ve got me cumming like I was 20 again.” The man scooped up some of the thick white semen, and brought it to Theo’s mouth. Theo eagerly swallowed it, recognizing instantly the tangy taste of the soldier who had bred him earlier.

    “With cum this thick, I might just impregnate you boy–we could start a family.”

    Theo’s heart was racing–terrified of being caught, he played along.

    “Your load is especially virile today, Sir. I think I can feel myself conceiving your child.”

    The man caressed Theo’s back and sighed.

    “You’re too good to me, boy.”

    “And you to me, sir.”

  • Figuring Out Gay Stuff

    My first time at an abs

    Warm Summer Evening in South Minneapolis, c. 1986

    This is a true story. I always knew I was gay but had never done anything with another guy. It took me years to realize how dumb and naive I was back then. But I did have some fun along the way while I was discovering things.

    * * * *

    I was a smart kid. I thought I knew a lot about life and living. But when it came to coming out and learning about the gay world of the 80s, I was a babe in the woods, innocent and naive.

    I grew up in a small town of about fifty thousand people with a large manufacturing company that employed two-thirds of the population. To my limited knowledge, there were no gay people around and I felt isolated and alone. I went to school in the Midwest and stayed in school as long as I could manage. I was twenty-nine when I finished grad school. Luckily, I landed a job in Minneapolis after school where I had several friends from school. Unfortunately, they all took jobs elsewhere.

    Growing up an Irish Catholic, there was a lot of shame about my body and even more about being gay. I kept quiet about things as a way of protecting myself. When I say I was naive, I mean, ‘What’s gaydar?’ I never met an out gay man until I was finishing up school and I was twenty-six years old! How dumb and clueless was I?

    Moving to Minneapolis was an eye-opening experience not only because of the climate difference (my first year was the coldest on record and the second year was the most snow on record!) but also in the openness of the gay world and civil rights protections. Gay men were pretty open and visible. But I still didn’t know how to access things or approach anyone. I’d never been out on a date before. Not even with a girl. I didn’t know how to chat or flirt with guys at the gay bars. And since I seemed to be invisible to the rest of the patrons, I did what I knew best. I watched. Every so often someone would buy me a drink. I figured that meant he wanted sex so I never drank them. I was too scared. I wanted to know something before I went out with a guy. So if a guy bought me a drink, I would get up and leave. How dumb was that?

    Then one day I was driving around the neighborhood and I saw an adult theater, on a not-so-nice part of Lake Street. This part of town was run down and a lot of homes and businesses were in bad shape, some even boarded up. But I was curious. What’s an adult theater? Now I wasn’t that stupid that I didn’t know they would be showing porn there, but anything else was anyone’s guess as far as I was concerned. So I drove around it several times, turning around and going back, taking it in from all angles. I thought it was weird that I never saw anyone go in or come out even though there didn’t seem to be any parking spaces around. Those drivers had to be somewhere.

    After several reconnaissance missions on several different days, I decided I wanted to go in and check things out for myself. For whatever reason when I scouted out the place, I never saw the fenced-in parking lot in the rear of the theater. But this day I saw it. I drove in and found a parking space right away. Another guy was just leaving so I pulled right in after him. ‘Ah, so this is the door the men go in and out of,’ I said to myself as I saw two guys come out and one go in. ‘Makes sense. It’s hidden. No one can see you come and go. Your car is covered by the fence. Nobody knows.’ That gave me a little more confidence in my anonymity. So I followed the guy in front of me and walked in.

    When I got inside it looked like any other video store at the time. There were several rows going pretty far back all containing boxed DVDs of porn. Porn, Porn, and more porn. I didn’t even know some of that stuff would turn a guy on. It certainly didn’t me. Especially since most of it was straight porn. The covers showed all kinds of deformed women with breasts too large to be of any fun. At least in my humble gay-boy opinion.

    Against the far wall, farthest away from the cashier, was a ten-foot section of gay porn. Much more inviting, I thought. All the guys on the covers looked like farm-fed Minnesotan boys, blonde, blue-eyed, shapely muscles on hairless bodies. They could be any of the guys I went to school with or saw over at Lake Calhoun playing volleyball or line-skating, or running, or biking around. This was my spot. Got a boner just thinking about it what those boys might be doing in the film.

    As I was lifting box after box, checking things out, I heard a loud squeaky noise. I looked up and saw a man with a suit on was coming out of a hidden door in the wall. He hurriedly walked down the aisle and out the back door. I walked over to see what the scoop was. On the door was a sign announcing to patrons that to enter, you needed a token. Pay for such token at the cashier’s desk. It cost $5.00 to enter. As I stood there reading everything on the sign, the door opened and an older blue-collar man in his late 40s came out. He saw me standing there and smiled, holding the door open for me. I guess he thought I was going in and he was blocking my way. I said, “Thanks.” And went inside (not paying for a token).

    Beyond the door was another door, I guess to block out any light that might come in as men came and went. Once I got inside, there was a small, old-time theater. Back in the day, this was probably a real movie house. Today, there up on the screen was a girl/woman dressed in a school uniform, like the kind girls wore to Catholic Girls School. She had her knee-high socks on and penny loafer shoes. She kept flapping her skirt back and forth making it obvious that she had no underpants on underneath. After a bit, she reached down between her legs and started playing with herself, finally pulling it up to her waist to show what she was doing down there.

    Well, needless to say, this movie was doing nothing for me. But as I was about to go, I saw an older guy, in his 50s I’d say, with his pants down, dick out, stroking madly while watching the movie. I thought to myself, ‘I think the real show might be out here.’ So I found a seat and started watching the small crowd of men sitting all around me. Most sat up front, I guess trying to get a closer look at the young pussy up on the screen. But scattered around the rest of the theater were several pairs of men. They looked like they were watching each other, maybe talking about the movie. I wasn’t really sure. But then, every so often I’d one of the two men disappear, then about five minutes or so later he’d pop up again. 

    Then I saw several guys leaving by a door to the left of the screen down front. So I thought, ‘I wonder what’s behind that door?’ So I got up from my seat and exited out the same door. I figured I needed to do a bit more exploring around this place. Once I got past that door, I enter a long hallway the length of the building. On the left side of the hall were a whole bunch of doors with latch handles on them. There were lights flashing up to the ceiling and under the doors all over the place. As I took a step forward, there was a huge sign displaying all the various videos that were playing. ‘Ah so I can pick my own movie,’ I thought. ‘I wonder if they have gay ones back here?’ At the bottom of the sign there were two rows of guy flicks with numbers in the corners. So I wandered down the hall looking for the booths with those numbers thinking, ‘I might as well watch one while I’m here.’

    What I hadn’t really paid attention to while I was reading, was the number of men leaning against the wall or slowly walking up and down the hallway. As I sauntered down toward the gay booths, I did notice that several men eyed me as I walked by, making me feel very uncomfortable. ‘What’s with them?’ I wondered.

    A few feet further down I saw the first number “85”, the booth number for my gay porno. The door was ajar so I stepped in. I turned around and flipped the hook into the eye and locked the door behind me. I had a few dollars of quarters so I popped one in and the movie started. Almost immediately there was someone trying to open the door. When he saw that it was locked he jiggled it hard. Was he trying to see if he could jiggle it open or what? I decided he’d figure out sooner or later than someone was in here so didn’t pay any attention. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick and started jacking it while I watched the movie.

    What I hadn’t seen when I walked in was a circular hole in the partition between my booth and the next. I probably still wouldn’t have noticed, because the movie was so good, but something caught my eye. A finger was poking through it and curling up and inward, beckoning me over to the hole. I squatted down to look and see what was in there. As I did I saw a man standing there with a nice-sized prick poking out of his work pants. He was facing me and swaying his hips showing off his cock. After a couple of minutes, he whispered through the hole. “Show me yours.” I was wearing shorts that had fallen to the floor. So I stood there, dick in hand with only a t-shirt on. I lifted up my shirt and showed him my penis. I didn’t put a show on like he did.

    While I was doing that he went back at the hole wiggling his finger at me again. I couldn’t hear what he was whispering so I got a little closer. “That’s it,” he said, “put it through here.”

    I looked down and his mouth was open just inside the hole. My heart was pounding and I started to sweat some, but thought, ‘What the hell?’ I took a step forward and put my dick through the hole. Instantly I was surrounded by heat. It felt so off that my penis was the only thing that was hot. It felt kinda weird, but the longer I felt it, the better it made me feel. Then there was a motion. It kinda felt like when I jacked myself off sliding my hand up and down my prick. But this wasn’t a hand. It was wet and soft and hot. Crap it felt really good. I arched my back and stuck myself in there as far as I could, grabbing onto the top of the booth’s wall for balance. I didn’t want to fall over doncha know. (By the way, these partitioned walls were high. But since I’m 6 foot 3, I had no problem grabbing the top.)

    This went on for some time during which I couldn’t believe my luck to find a guy who wanted to do that to me and make me feel so fucking good! But I could tell I was getting closer and closer to shooting my load. ‘Now what the fuck do I do?’ I thought. ‘I should probably pull out and shoot on the floor on my side of the wall. I guess that’d be ok. I hate making a mess. But… Oh, God!’

    Before I could parse it any further, my dick exploded. I suddenly realized I WAS SHOOTING CUM IN THAT GUY’S MOUTH! I was so embarrassed. But what could I do? I was mid-orgasm shooting cum like nobody’s business! I guess it didn’t matter. Who can see me? He doesn’t know who I am. And I don’t care who he is. I tried to stop all that shit going on in my head. I just wanted to enjoy this. So I just let nature take its course and came by the bucket load down some dude’s throat.

    As soon as I finished, I pulled away and pulled up my shorts. I turned to the door, unlocked it, and tried to get away as quickly as I could. But the guy who had just blown me? His booth was closer to the exit doorway and he came out just as I tried to scoot by. He was an older guy, late 50s or maybe even early 60s I’d say. Not bad looking for an old guy I thought. He gave me a big smile and said, “Thanks for letting me suck your cock.”

    I was shocked! ‘He’s thanking me? Here? Now? With men around? I don’t want to talk to this guy.’

    He went on. “The taste of a young man’s cum is delightful.”

    ‘I taste delightful? Huh?!’ I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I just wanted to get out of there. I said nothing in response but I gave him a nod and tried to hurry by him. He grabbed my arm as I tried to get past him and he pulled me in close. “I’d like to do that again if you’d let me.”

    ‘What?’ I thought. I’m sure my shock was written all over my face. But he didn’t seem to care. He went on. “I’m here most afternoons about this time. In this same booth. I hope you’ll come back when I’m here.” He patted my arm and said, “See you soon. I hope.” Then he wandered down the hallway back toward the theater entrance.

    I had seen the exit door at the opposite end and made a beeline for it. Outside I took a deep breath of the fresh air. It wasn’t until I was out there that I realized how bad that place stank inside. It was a nasty mix of strong ammonia smells and Pine-Sol cleaner. It got nastier as I thought about why it smelled like that. That thought made me shiver.

    I stood there on the sidewalk with the parking lot behind me and tried to relax and catch my breath. Getting sucked off for the first time felt really good. Like nothing I’d ever done to myself for sure. But in there? With that guy? I don’t know.

    As I stood there taking in all that had happened inside, I noticed a very handsome, well-dressed man walk around the vehicle parked in front of me. It was a late model, silver Cadillac, with chrome trim and a black leather-trimmed roof. Our eyes caught each other and he gave me a beautiful, white-toothed smile. He nodded and I smiled back. With only a moment’s hesitation, he walked back around his Caddy and strode right up to me, the broad smile never leaving his handsome face.

    He stood about six feet tall and had a silver-colored tailored suit on. Was he like trying to match his car? That seemed weird. He had very short sandy hair, graying on the sides, making him look quite distinguished. I kept thinking, ‘A guy like you was in there?’ He came right up to me, a little too close for my comfort, especially him being a stranger and all, and he asked me, “Were you inside?”

    I nodded and said, “Yeah.”

    “I didn’t see you in there,” he said as he crossed his arms over his chest, emphasizing his well-built upper body. He looked me over down and up. Like I said, I was at least three inches taller than he was, but I’m the tall skinny kind of guy. I only weighed about a buck fifty with long dangly arms. My legs and ass, however, had nice lean curvy muscles from biking around the lakes every day and inline skating with my friends most weekends. I’ve been told I’m cute but I still always felt self-conscious being so thin.

    He looked around over his shoulder I guess to see who, if anyone, might be around. Then he asked in a lowered voice, “Are you a hustler?”

    At first, I didn’t know what he meant. Innocent me. Then it dawned on me. ‘He thinks I’m standing around waiting on a trick? Oh my God!’ Trying to be as cool as I could manage, I rumpled my forehead and replied, “No.”

    “Too bad,” he said, “for me that is.” He gave me that once over again and snickered. “You could sure make some bucks if you were.”

    I didn’t know how to take that so I ignored him.

    “What are you doing hanging around here then?” he wondered out loud.

    I laughed. “I’m just horny like the rest of you guys.”

    He laughed too. He turned and started to walk away, but had a thought. He walked back and asked, “Have you ever been to the river?”

    “Huh?” I was clueless. ‘What river is he talking about?’ I wondered.

    “Over by campus, off river road, between Franklin and Lake Streets. You’ll see a service road dug into the embankment going down to the river bank. At the bottom, there’s a path. Follow it.”

    “What’s down there?”

    He smiled broadly at me again, “Just about anything you can think of.” He patted me on the back and said, “It’s Friday night. It’ll be busy. Head on down. You’ll have fun.”

    I nodded and gave him a weak smile. “Thanks. Maybe I will.”

    When he got to the other side of his car he opened the door, but before jumping in he looked over at me again and asked, “You sure you’re not a hustler?” I shook my head. “Damn. We’d have some fun, we would.” He jumped in his car and drove away.

    Well, I did drive over the river to that part of town and I found that service road. I’ll tell you all about it in the next chapter.

  • A Bus ride

    I had just turned 18 when I started working part-time during my college breaks with a friend’s company, back in 1997. Living in Mumbai, India I had to travel quite a distance to the office, at least a couple of hours by bus. There were no direct buses back then which means I had to switch buses in between. This would become somewhat of a daily routine for about 3 months that year. Now I used to be a very shy guy and I definitely didn’t think I was much to look at. I was 5’7, as I am now, wearing glasses and usually dressed in a casual tee and track pants/ shorts. If it helps complete the picture, I used to be quite fit back then with overall fair complexion which was probably a bit tanned due to playing sports outdoors regularly. The one main quality I had and still do, is my ass which is quite round and well shaped. It gets noticed by guys and girls too.

    So it was just another day to the office, and I was waiting at the bus stop for the next bus to arrive while a man came up to me and asked for the time. He was not too tall, also wore glasses and had a mustache which made his face overall quite friendly. I politely replied and continued to wait for the bus.

    Once it arrived, it was quite crowded as usual so I was squished between a couple of guys, one of them being this guy who had asked me the time. After a while the crowd started thinning and I managed to get a seat in the last row. Sometime later, the older guy came and sat next to me when another passenger got off. Now I was too engrossed reading a book to notice anything else around me, but after some time I felt something touching my upper thigh.

    This day I was wearing shorts which came up to my thighs, and this guy was sitting cross armed. To an onlooker it would seem pretty casual for his hand to be there, but for me it was pretty obvious that the touch wasn’t by mistake. Trying to stay focused on my book, I soon realised this guy next to me was taking a chance! He slowly continued to stroke my thigh, then gradually moving higher up my shorts, then going behind to feel my ass! I was being groped and while I was a bit appalled by his guts, I was also feeling nervous and excited by his touch! Soon I was hard, and the guy probably noticed as he started to get bolder.

    Soon he had his hand down my shorts from behind and was feeling my ass! I couldn’t think as my heart was thumping like crazy which also meant my cock was really hard now. Eventually the guy slowed down as I realized he was nearing his stop. Before leaving he whispered in my ears ‘I had fun’ and while getting off the bus, turned to look at me with a lusty look. I sat with the hard on and reached my destination feeling very excited and anxious at the same time.

    Now the story could have just ended here. But after a couple of weeks or so, I met this guy again at the same bus stop. This time he wasn’t fooling around. He immediately came up to me and asked for the time again. I hesitated a bit knowing what he was up to, but yet I nervously replied. He then tried to strike a conversation with me asking where I was going and where I lived. I was nervous and didn’t like the idea of giving my personal details to a stranger so I replied in 1-2 words only, not giving much information. Finally the bus arrived and before getting on, he quickly whispered, ‘Sit with me.’ Getting on the bus I was too nervous and immediately tried to distance myself from him.

    Now this was a double decker bus so I thought I would have more place to run, and I quickly went to the top deck. It wasn’t too packed there so I went and sat with another random person. After a while I noticed the mature guy also came up and sat in front of me. From there he kept turning back and looking at me. Few stops later, there were a lot of people who got off and a full empty seat was behind me. The mature guy got up and made a gesture to come and sit with me. Unsure of why I was listening to him, I went behind and he gave me the window seat. Now there was nobody behind us and very few people in the front.

    I was too nervous and avoiding looking at the guy as he started asking more questions like, how old are you, which college you go to, etc. I kept looking out of the window and gave same 1-2 word answers. As he was talking to me his hands were busy groping my ass and squeezing my buttocks.

    This day I was wearing track pants, and he had his hand in my underwear feeling my naked flesh. The whole experience of a stranger touching me in a public place was just too much to bear and my 5.5. inch cock was fully hard now. Noticing this he left my ass and put his hands down the front of my pants, stroking my cock generously. All this time I’m just staring out the window, my mind completely blank as the feelgood hormones completely took over. He continued to stroke my cock and pulled my pants sufficiently forward to lean over and look at it. Somehow that got me harder! The thought of this unknown older man playing with me in a double Decker bus was really something I couldn’t imagine ever happening!

    Now he had asked where I was getting down so he knew there wasn’t much time left with us together. After taking a couple of looks at my cock and then around the bus to make sure no one was paying attention, the man just bent down and took my cock in his mouth. At this point, my entire body burst into ecstasy! I had received quite a few blowjobs already in my childhood and early teens from my two cousins (which is another story altogether) but never from a complete stranger.

    Till now, the image of his head bobbing on my cock gets me erect! After a few minutes of gently and lovingly sucking my cock, he sat upright while continuing to stroke my cock. He asked if I liked it, I nervously just nodded my head. Taking it as my final approval, he bent down again this time sucking more confidently and truly enjoying my cock in his mouth. Soon I couldn’t contain myself further and he must have sensed I was about to cum. So he stopped sucking and continued to jerk me off as I started cumming. All I could do was just stare blankly as my mouth tried not to scream out loud from what was one of the most memorable orgasms of my life.

    The guy had my cum on my hands, and he wiped them on the inside of my underwear. He whispered in my ears if I ever wanted to come over to his place. At that point I was sitting in my own cum with a mixed sense of disgust, excitement and confusion, so I just said ‘No’, a decision I regret to this day. The guy told me his stop had come and he was going to leave, so he thanked me and wished me good luck before getting off the bus. I continued to sit there as my cum dried in my underwear still quite shocked by the whole experience. All day long I was horny thinking of the experience and reliving it in my head.

    I continued to relive it during masturbating for the next few weeks as the thought of the way this stranger made me feel – so sexy and gullible at the same time. I would continue to take the same route for another month or so, but never came across this guy again, to my disappointment. Till today I wish I had agreed to go to his place and wonder what that experience would be like. I would eventually go on to have a few more gay experiences while traveling in buses and trains, but this one will always be my favorite.

  • The Lady and The Damp

    The search for that rare find

    Toby Kelly, short haired, 25 years old, chubby build, was the best newspaper journalist around.

    For 10 years he had worked as a freelancer at an upcoming agency, The Over the Shoulder News.

    This agency told sneaky and sometimes bribed stories of the filthy rich and of what things they get up to of a day and night.

    For instance there was a story that Toby had gotten edited in a column a few years back.

    It was about the world famous Miss K. Franque, the now late fashion designer, noted for clothes such as lacy thongs and bras, ice blue high heels and orange pearl necklaces.

    Through social media, bribed officials and some string pulling with some of Miss. K’s work staff, Toby was able to secure not only secrets but also photos of Miss. k locked in the arms of another woman. This other woman was not known but sources of the photo made her look to be young, possible too young for mature Miss. K.

    Toby knew he had secured not only an outright win but also had been given a fantastic pay rise. A week after the scandal Miss. K was found in her pool, drowned.

    Sitting in his chair, camera in one hand, note pad in the other, Toby smiled to himself at not just memories of capturing Miss. K nude with that girl but also other memories of other high ranking people that he had exposed. Life was good he said to himself.

    A few months and many more exposures later, Toby found himself opposite his boss, Mr. Eldert jnr.

    Eldert had got this job through parental money but he was a hard worker. Toby admired him from the get go.

    Mr. Eldert looked Toby over and grinned.

    Eldert: Toby my boy, take a seat. I have been pondering for some time now if you are the right guy for this job. I know, gosh how I know you have made this place into a gold mine of news and I thank you for that. However the job I have here is a bit of a jinx. Remember I told you Luke took that job offer down at that cafe and that Sam had joined the army? Well they didn’t. They have gone missing. Believe me I have made calls to private police to locate them but for some reason the Chief says they are still on the case. It’s alot of rubbish in my opinion. Thank god Luke and Sam lived alone and had no relatives otherwise this fine establishment would crumble with the exposure of upset parents or girlfriends. Funny that. No girlfriends. As you know they were fit and young so no reason not to have girlfriends. Unless they were…..

    Eldert faded away into some memory of Luke and Sam.

    Toby just looked dumbstruck.

    Eldert:…anyway that’s beside the point. What I want you to do if your up for it is to be my private journalist come investigator and find out where Luke and Sam went after they arrived at the job. Will you accept? Take a moment.

    Toby looked at Eldert and after asking about payment he accepted.

    Eldert: Great. I knew I could persuade you. Now here is the address and some spending money for petrol. It’s quite a trek hence the payment. Be back safe and sound and with Luke and Sam and I’ll double it.

    Two hours later Toby was driving along an old swampy landscape. Willow trees aligned the side of the road. Small houses lay here and there in wet swampy mud, their windows smashed and doors bashed in.

    Toby: ( To himself) Must be local vandals.

    As Toby passed a grand old oak tree he saw with disbelief a huge cloud of smog, blinding his way.

    Toby: what the hell is this?

    He checked the address on his satnav. The location, which had been beeping away a minute ago was gone. Toby shut off the engine and got out the car. He walked a few steps into the smog but then realised if he walked he would lose the car. Then he realised what a fool he was. The car was fitted with smog lights. He turned and went back to the car. Inside he turned the car on and turned the smog lights on. Success. He could now see what was ahead of him.

    His satnav was still not showing the destination but he was sure he was almost there. Something told him he was just a few minutes away. Then it happened. His car slowed to a halt.

    Toby: That’s odd. My tank was half full.

    He got out and checked the car. Everything seemed fine. But wait. What was that sticking out of the tank? It was a piece of metal shard. It had punctured a hole in it. Evidently there were petrol marks behind.

    Toby: Damn. What now? Nothing to do but walk the rest of the way if I can find it.

    Packing up his camera, note pad, money and extra clothes he made his way forward into the now thick smog not knowing where he would end up.

    About a mile and a lot of mishaps later, Toby glimpsed a building high up on a rock face. It was a huge, gothic-looking structure with little carved faces that looked creepy. As Toby neared the place he noticed a huge oak front door that had other carved images on it. At first he couldn’t make them out but on closer inspection he stepped back more in shock than horror.

    Carved into the door were tiny depictions of men and women, nude. Some had small cocks others had huge ones and the women also had huge and small boobs. They were spread out facing him with erect bits sticking out at him. All had different facial expressions. One had its eyes closed and a grin plastered on its face with sheer glee. Another had a huge cockhead that stuck out like a sore thumb, eyes wide and made to look like he was having the greatest orgasm.

    Noticing these Toby noticed that each figure had little chain links attached to their hands and legs so as to keep them spread apart. But then Toby got another shock. Acting as carved, elaborate door knocker was a huge naked woman with a full set of rounded tits and equipped with a huge dangling cock, which Toby figured out, was the actual door knocker.

    Toby: What the fuck was this place? A brothel? No, too gnarly. Are Luke and Sam here?

    Whatever it was Toby didn’t like the place one bit. Surely this was not the place. He looked about him but all there was was thick smog.

    Just as he turned back to the door he saw the carvings and the huge woman move together. Toby was looking dumbfounded at these carvings erotically moving without any sound. It reminded him of a circus exhibit were little tin clowns came marching out of a music box and clapped and did all sorts of funny intricate things. This exhibit was far from having clowns. The figures moved in very erotic ways, their body parts waving to and fro, faces changing with what looked like absolute sexual submission. All the time the huge woman carving had her eyes set upon Toby and gave him a very hauty sneer.

    That was when the great oak door swung open. Apart from a few far off lights the place was in sheer darkness. Toby was still recovering from that image not to notice a huge shadow approaching over him from behind.

    He felt a push and suddenly found himself inside and gasping as when he turned around he saw a Frankenstein-like bearded man staring at him with the most widened grin of sheer delight. Toby tried running but all it took was a huge hand to grab him and sling him out cold on the marble flooring.

    The next thing Toby knew was waking up and finding himself naked and strapped into a wooden stockade in a plush looking furnished room.

    To be continued…..