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Blindfolded

It was a sensory overload. With a blindfold on my eyes, it seemed to me that I was sniffing Steven for the first time and his smell was oh so damn good that I knew after today if someone offered me a rose to sniff, I’d reject it in favour of Steven Zimmermann’s smell. At the same time that dick that had already become used to entering me was still more arousing. I knew that with it, I could even cum now without touching myself. And then he started to talk and my sense of hearing also enjoyed more such a masculine voice.

-So are you enjoying, Diego? Do you still trust me that I will never hurt you?

-Oh please, Steven, this is how I want to always be, always tied to you. Do with me anything you want for this is the exact moment I know that the only thing I need after now is you.

-Do you love me, Diego?

-I’m not sure, Steven, but oh if I could spend the rest of my life next to you, next to your smell, to your dick, tied to any hook, tied to your heart…

-I’m feeling the same, Diego. I never found somebody like you before. But now that I’m happy to know you, I would not mind sharing my whole life with you…

And still his dick was getting deeper but now I had a hole deep enough for his shaft to pierce me.

-… and as far as you want, we could even try and share our lives. I could even stop tying you or start sharing the housework with you.

-From very young, Steven, I knew I was born to serve. So please never stop now what you have started and let me always serve you: that’s also an important part of the boy you’re saying you wanna share your life with. And please I also love the experience of often being tied. Do it often. Diego Sinarcas wants you as you are, Steven.

-But some things can change. I mean, as I know you like helping me pee, for instance, I can still call you to help me, but only once a day, or else soon you’ll get tired. And since I know I wanna share my life with you, I want to make your life exquisite with whatever you like, so ok, I’ll tie you often and will do almost nothing at home, but some work I will do. And now you’ll have the first sample of Steven’s juice inside your ass. Here you are!

And he filled my ass for the first time that glorious blind afternoon. He’d poured his semen inside me and he’d poured his blood inside me having reached an agreement that we could share our lives now.

-I still wanna give you much more today. Now I’ll leave you tied here for a while as I do some things and I’ll return later. You have the cuspidor; you can use it. See you soon again, my hot Ceniciento, my hot Diego.

He was absent for more or less an hour and there I was, tied in the living room and blindfolded, eagerly awaiting that hot boy’s return. I had to relieve my bladder and used the cuspidor.

An hour later his hot smell told me he had returned. Saying nothing, he first removed the cuspidor and went with it to the bathroom. Then he came back and placed it under my feet again. And I sensed how he started to pour something liquid, or so I thought, on my chest.

-Do you know what I am pouring on your hot body, Ceniciento?

-Something sticky, Sir; but it has no smell.

-It’s black and it is generally used for desserts.

-Can it be liquid caramel, Sir?

-Right, Diego. And since there can be no tastier dessert than your body, now I will taste you as if you were a cake.

I felt him pouring caramel on my chest and then licking it slowly, even on my nipples and his tongue there soon became a snake. Blindfolded as I was, I felt the motions of his tongue tasting me slowly. I hoped he liked my tastes but he’d wanted me sweaty and hadn’t wanted me to have a shower. Now he told me.

-The cake of a hot boy has a lot of arousing flavours. There’s only a place where I will not pour caramel, for I love it with its natural taste.

And now I felt his tongue inexhaustibly working on my pits. He seemed to enjoy that part of my body most, the icing on the cake and for the umpteenth time with him, I felt I would never have this kind of experiences with a girl. He took long in both my pits till at last I felt a new humidity falling on my nipples and it was not caramel. He told me he’d been jacking off and of course now it was his cum that bathed me.

Next I felt him pouring caramel on my feet and soon I felt him squatting on the floor and no doubt poking out his tongue so he could keep on eating the cake: my body, now in a new area.

He licked the top of my foot and next asked me to lift it so he would pour caramel too on the other side and next he licked my sweaty foot in no hurry, even licked my five toes. And next I felt him also wanting to do the same with my left foot and everything was repeated.

Now I sensed how the next spot he was pouring caramel on was my buttocks and it was so sensual to feel his tongue in that part. I so desired his fucking me again but now that was not his aim. I felt some caramel now in the interior of my bum and he also licked inside my crack with no sign of disgust.

And I felt later how he turned me. I felt the sticky caramel now on my balls which he sensuously started to lick in no hurry, was for minutes there till I felt caramel now on my dick.

-No doubt your dick has a perfect taste itself, but surely caramel adds a perfect flavour to it, as if I were savouring my birthday cake now.

And saying nothing more, he was for almost twenty minutes, licking caramel and my dick taste devotedly, like a heathen idolater of manhood. This was the second blowjob he was giving me today and I felt he wanted to suck my cock every day after now. Good, for with Steven I would not only have something like a master, he was not exactly my master but my flat mate using his naked servant as I wanted, but also a fuck buddy or a boyfriend. He was luring me into starting a couple with him and my heart was telling me clearly I could only have everything I needed with Steven Zimmermann. I really wanted now the chance of sharing my life with that hot boy. Didn’t love him yet but I felt I could love him soon for he gave me every possible pleasure I needed. And with this knowledge, I really blasted a second long stream of cum that flooded his mouth and that of course he swallowed with no objection, every single drop.

But of course he hadn’t finished his afternoon of fun. Now I heard a sound and recognized it as if he was moving a chair and approaching it to me. Then I heard him climbing the chair, something that for me would be impossible with my vertigo, and once on top of the chair I heard him ordering me to open my mouth.

Of course in came his dick now. I so desired to suck his cock again. I told him this was the fairest thing he could do for he’d given me two blowjobs and I still hadn’t had a chance to suck his sexy savoury rod today. At the same time I devoted myself to pleasing that cock that was my only sexual desire now; I felt his masculine voice congratulating me for the way I sucked. Also his perfumed drops of sweat were falling on my chest and I felt a sticky sensation on my whole body. Now it was more remnants of his saliva than liquid caramel. And the taste of his cock was greater now when I was enjoying it with four senses, deprived of the fifth one, my sense of sight, but this way was as if I was savouring his dick for the first time. It’s impossible to describe but the more I tasted Steven, the more I enjoyed his tastes. No doubt he was as oversexed as I was, really enjoying his Ceniciento as I was enjoying the master of the house and suddenly, because he told me nothing so that blind as I was I simply felt, he shot a new tasty sample of cum into my mouth.

And now he left again for half an hour and again I noticed in his smell that he had returned. Now he started to jack me off.

But all he wanted was making me rock hard, cause after a while, and of course with the blindfold, I didn’t see but noticed it, he put his ass on my dick and managed to drive it inside.

-Yeah, Ceniciento, you’re also gonna fuck me. I still haven’t told you but I fell in love with you days ago and I would really like to become your boyfriend, so you must have everything, also someone to fuck. And it’s true I’ve only been fucked three times before; the first fuck was painful; the two next fucks didn’t hurt but I never found any pleasure in it and I always thought I would be a top with boys. But you’re different. I love you, Diego. Keep on fucking me.

-Steven, tie me to you forever; I also love you so tie me to your body, tie me to your smell, tie me to your dick forever, tie me to your wonderful personality, and ok, if you want me to also do it, also tie me to your ass. Tighten the ropes to your heart forever so I never go stray again from you.

-With you, I even enjoy the fact of being fucked. Since I’m sure you will always want to be my naked servant, we’ll have to talk about it later, so I can find a way to always make you happy. But we love each other. I’ll often tie you and you’ll be constantly giving me blowjobs or giving me your ass to fuck. But now you know I’ll often suck your cock too and you will fuck me many more times.

-Whatever you want, my love –it was the first time I called him my love-. We’ll be a couple, we are a couple and as any other couple we’ll do everything but always being Ceniciento is, you know well, also a need for me. And now I have to cum.

-Fill me, my love –first time I heard the words my love from him, as I was cumming in his ass.

Now first he kissed my mouth in real love and next he untied me.

The rest of that day we spent naked and I also soaped him up in the tub as I was also cleaning my sweaty body.

And we started living together. We live together after four years and he was true to his word and often ties me just as my heart is tied to his heart. And whenever I see him stripping, I tell him the same words he addressed me the day all of this began.

-Wow, such a sexy picture.

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Freedom can move your life and it can be seen even in the hardest conditions, together with love and friendship, happiness and beauty. Have a look at the life of eight beggars who live together at: https://luces-delatierra.blogspot.com/ or in English at: https://lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com/

Hi everyone just have to clarify everyone in my story everyone is over the age of 18! Ok so this is my first story i hope this goes good!!!!

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Here I was..  

I was young and horny and just really started to get into shemale and gay porn, mostly anything with a huge cock plowing bareback into a shorter white boy with a tight little asshole.

Well one night downtown still early out just getting to the bar with my friends. I was already so drunk from the wine and mixers and my friends decide to get a couple bottles and try to get girls in our booth. That always works like a charm. I was pouring myself a whiskey ginger and i see this tall black standing by the bar sipping her drink with her eyes just glued on me.

I felt kinda awkward but i thought what the hell shes hot as fuck. I chug my drink and walk over to her and we start to chat and shes really starting to get touchy feely on my side and butt. I can tell that she had one thing on her mind…. She wants to get some cock tonight. She ends up telling me shes by herself at a hotel down the street. I say sweet but i still would like to get a few more drinks and maybe some coke to bang out a couple lines after we fuck. she agrees and we look around together to see if we can get some blow off one of people at the bar! And voila!!!

We find some pretty good shit we ended up doing a couple in the bathroom and we leave the bar right after.

We get a cab back to her hotel and we both so fucked up and horny that were racing each other to the room i get to the door first and she jumps at my back and says “easy there lil man” breathing heavily on my neck biting my ear as well, I start to realize this women is strong, like crazy strong as I could feel her grip on my shoulders and she was making my body away from side to side. I try to regain my alpha status as I said “open up baby i wanna eat that pussy”

she laughs at me and says “white boys be acting all hard and like they got big dicks”

“what you mean?” i asked in a confused way.

she has this wicked grin on her face and says “you really think ur in control here baby, but u aint, lets smoke some weed and do a couple lines”

“baby spark the joint and ill line em up for us!!” I said

“how bout you spark it up and ill handle the lines!” She suggested.

“ok”, i agreed with her

im sitting on the patio and light the joint she comes out has a few hits then goes back in to the bathroom. i end up smoking the whole thing to myself pretty much just adding to the buzz i already have! she yells out to me “come here white boy i got u something!” I walk in and my jaw hits the floor, im so in shock i even drop to my knees.

im staring at the biggest cock ive ever seen 10.5″ uncut , shiny , sweaty , veiny , big black dick!!!! Also the head of her cock poking out of her tight foreskin. My heart is racing, she goes “do you like it?” Without answering Im already reaching for it and notice a really big line of coke down her shaft and she hands me a straw.

I rip that line up and start sucking her as hard as i could trying to please her the best i can. I suck her cock for like 20-25mins and she pulls a condom out and starts putting it on herself. I say “oh baby this giant cock wont fit in me, im a virgin that way.” Before i could finish my sentence she shoves a bottle of poppers under my nose and says breathe deep, at this time i didnt know what poppers were. So i inhaled deep and then again and again and again and im feeling so warm tingly all over, my dick leaking precum! She’s rimming my ass real good now I didn’t even notice her get behind me. She tells me she’s gonna shove the rest of the one bag of blow in my ass make me high and numb.

She does it and it took a bit till I felt it working as she was working my little hole with her 7″ dildo, fuck that felt soo good I was so horny and in heat now. The poppers making me lose my sense of morality and im all hers and she knows it!

She feeds me 4 more deep popper hits and simply throws my body on the bed on my back with me staring at her but i just see stars at this moment from the poppers.

she shoves her huge thick black cock in me and starts goin in and out nice and slow. i was out of it so i didnt feel much pain. she takes notice of this and starts thrusting me hard and deep i can hear her balls clapping my ass. she fucks like this for 15 mins and i feel a warm sensation inside me…. SHES CUMMING!! but shes got a condom on im thinking. she pulls out and we notice the condom ripped badly and she looks in my eyes and says “hmmm u took this dick good baby and u got lucky and got my seed deep in you, luckily you cant get prego tho” she said laughing.

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Let me know if you want me to continue

 “Hi Mr Booker!” Kaeden says, holding out a plate of pink frosted cupcakes. A smile on his face as he stands on the front porch, his other next door neighbor standing next to him. Zachary. 

Mr Booker had, well let’s just say that the two certainly had history between the two of them. Well, Mr Booker had become the victim of Kaeden’s attention and fell into an affair with the teen his senior year before he went off to college. Good god, Mr Booker tried everything in his might to be able to stare clear of the boy, he knew he was trouble from the second he and his wife moved into the neighborhood. Kaeden was a senior at the highschool few blocks from the gated community they lived in. A varsity player on the water polo and swim team, giving the white mexican american boy a nice tan and a very nice body. After only one game he knew he couldn’t return again, having to see the boy in that gazing attention grabbing navy blue speedo. It was way too much for him. His ass looked as if it was threatening to rip free at any given moment. 

Shortly after that game, the boy cornered him while at home one day and started to seduce poor Mr. Booker. The sexually neglected and very horny man made it only about through two ‘no’s’ before he had Kaeden bent over the counter screaming his name. It lasted the entire year and majority of the summer, and each passing time he felt more and more guilty for cheating on his wife. Then the boy left for school, things ended and even when Kaeden came home from school on breaks they never did rekindle anything. Which Mr. Booker was happy about, as well as sad. 

Then there was Zachary, the boy two houses down who he knew to be good friends with Kaedon. Mr. Booker would be entirely lying if he said he had never looked at Zach before, the 5’6 slim muscular Asian-American boy. When the affair with Kaeden began, he was petrified of Zach finding out and telling someone. Then as time went on he realized he still remained clueless, but he would admit part of him wished the boy knew. From what he could tell Zach has the nicest ass on him, it was even bigger than Kaeden’s  despite being much skinnier than him. It never helped that Kaeden was always bringing him up and sending him mostly SFW pictures of the other boy. Nonetheless, nothing ever happened with Zach. Besides, from what Kaeden told him Zachary was straight. 

Now, they are standing both on his front porch. 

“H-hi there Kaeden, Zachary.” He hesitates. Despite not having done with the boy in almost three years, he was still always on edge around him. For him trying something, and also for him to initiate something. “What are you boys doing here?” 

“Mr Booker, you know it’s my mom’s annual cupcake bake day to start off summer.” Kaeden says, Mr. Booker sighs in relief. For some reason the boy’s mother always makes cupcakes to celebrate the start of summer. Weird tradition, but hell he got cupcakes out of the deal. 

“Ahhh yes, my favorite time of the entire year.” The man jokes, making both the boys laugh as he invites them in. Grabbing the platter of cupcakes from Kaeden, walking into the kitchen. 

“And my mom has ordered me to watch everyone take at least one bite to get your honest reaction. She thinks she topped last year.” 

“Well, I’ll gladly go ahead and be the judge of that.” 

Grabbing the cupcake, he quickly peels off the paper and takes a good sized bite. Just enjoying what seems to be just a harmless cupcake. The moist and sweet taste of strawberry fills his mouth, going in his mouth and swallowing down his throat. Both boy’s stare intently at him as he takes the bite, and then the other. 

“Well you can definitely confirm to your mother that she topped last year.” He jokes. 

“I said the same thing, it was something in them this year too that was really a knockout.” Zach chimes in, making Kaeden snicker. 

Ignoring the boys, indulging himself as he goes in for another cupcake. Eating this one completely with a hesitation. 

“Well tell your mother that I really enjoyed this year,” he says walking over to the cabinet. “Here let me…let me” He yawns. “Sorry, let me give you your mom’s plate back.” 

Reaching into the cabinet he hadn’t realized in that moment how tired he was. Sure he had gone running in the morning and did some yard work, but damn he couldn’t believe how damn exhausted he had gotten. He can barely even reach the shelf for the damn plate. 

“Heyy, Mr Booker you alright there?” Kaeden, he thinks, a question accompanied by laughing from the two boys. 

“No…nooo no” He says, looking at the boys through his extremely heavy eyelids. They are smirking and looking at him stumbling, struggling to stand. “What did?”

Unable to finish or even stand for that matter he falls to the ground, the room slightly spinning as he falls onto the ground and rolls onto his back. 

“Alright, let’s find a spot.” The last thing he hears before passing out. 

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“I think he’s finally waking up.” He hears, his eyelids finally releasing their heavy hold. He stretches, feeling like he took the best nap in the entire world. “Jeez, finally Kaeden, how much did you put in those cupcakes?” 

His eyes shoot open, remembering everything that happened before he passed out. He sits up and tries to move his arms and legs, when he realizes he can’t. His arms and legs tied up down and wrapped completely, he lies on his comfortable recliner in the middle of the living room now. 

“Whoa whoa Mr Booker, calm down.” Kaeden teases. 

He looks at them freaking out, and disgusted as he registered that he was just drugged. The two boys stand before him, Kaeden wearing what he now registers to be a USC hoodie. More specifically his USC hoodie, the bottom of it going past his hips and resting just right around his mid thigh. Zach is wearing just one of his random long sleeve t shirts. It teases him by being so long it goes well and down to just above his knees. 

“Boys, listen to me.” He demands, struggling against his restraints. “You need to untie me and leave my house. Right now.” His voice stern with an almost growl in his voice. Still trying to kick and free his hands or legs from being tied down and against the large recliner. 

“Relax, Mr Booker. It’s not like we’re going to hurt you. Quite the opposite in fact,” 

To his horror, and astonishment his cock twitches in his briefs at that sentiment. Looking down and realizing he is only in his black boxer briefs he put on this morning. Also not only is he rock hard now, but also he is incredibly and unbearably horny. His every thought is starting to become plagued with what he wants to do with both boys. The head above his shoulders and the head in his pants fight for dominance on what to do in the situation. 

“Listen, if you two boys untie me this instant. I won’t bring this up ever again, and we can pretend it never happened. Understand?” His rational thinking self says. 

“Mr Booker omg just stop. I know you want this to happen.” 

“Besides Mr Booker, we need you.” Zach pleads, begging that once again make his cock wave for attention. 

“S-stop this right now. Zach I thought you were straight?” He asked, his rational brain trying to find any reason to stop this. “

“I’m actually pansexual. You actually helped me realize that.” He smirks. 

“Now, just relax. Let us make you feel good.” 

Throwing his head back in frustration, that his last attempt to be able to stop the boys. He couldn’t even close his legs shut, both his ankles and thighs tied to the couch. His legs spread wide open, the two boys getting on their knees between them. He watches them drop down to their knees, only an inch or so away from his rock hard member. 

“You ready for this Zach?” Kaeden asks, his hands on the waistband on Mr Booker’s     briefs. Zach nods, with that he pulls down at his briefs as far as they can go. His nine inch cock flopping free, standing at attention as Zachary’s eyes go wide. 

“Dude, you told me he was pretty big. That’s huge!” He is nervous. “I can’t take him!” 

“Come on, yes you can. We’ve practiced this. Besides, you know he can give us what we want.” Kaeden pleads, making Mr Booker start to question what the boy’s motives are. 

“What are you two tal- ohhh okay!” 

He shouts, feeling Kaeden’s tongue run itself over his sensitive large balls. Then up his shaft, agonizingly slow then finally reaching the head of his cock licking up the small stream of precum oozing out. Then goes back to sitting giddy on his knees, encouraging Zach to lick on Mr. Booker’s cock. He leans forward, sticking his tongue out to run them over his large sweaty balls. 

“Hey,” Kaeden says. “I got an idea.” He whispers into the other boy’s ear. The restrained man tries so badly  to hear what they are planning to do to him, but he can’t. 

“Fuck, let’s do it.” Zach giggles, then leans in and opens his mouth. Taking in Mr. Booker’s balls, sucking on them. 

“Don’t you worry Mr. Booker. You just sit back and relax.” Kaeden wastes no time, moving his head up and taking Mr Bookers large cock down his throat. Taking half of it immediately down his throat in one sift and fast motion. 

Mr Booker loses the fight within him, his body going stiff and eyes rolling as he lets out a low long groan. Both boys doing their best to cover every inch of his large cock, their warm wet mouths engulfing his cock and his balls. Kaeden takes every single in his mouth, making Mr Booker involuntarily moan each time he takes the entire thing down to the base. His body is covered in chills, the best mouth he has ever felt in his entire life, now deep throating his cock again once more. His hips begin moving, not away but upwards to meet the boy’s mouth. The inch or so that he can move. 

“Alright, I think I wanna try.” Zach says, Kaeden taking the cock from his mouth. 

“You got this buddy, just like we practiced.” 

His cock nods hearing this, the thought of Kaeden corrupting and teaching Zach how to suck dick. 

The boy nods, taking the large nine inch slippery cock in his hand. He starts to slowly stroking it, a low hum coming from mr booker, feeling this new hand around his massive member. He tilts his head, opens his mouth and takes as much as he can inside his mouth before he starts to gag. Not as much as Kaeden but still almost half way before he pulls himself up. He goes slow, but just fast enough for it to feel fucking incredible. Mr Booker throws his head back and continues his moaning. 

“Didn’t I teach him good Mr. Booker?” Kaeden asks, gleaming with pride as he looks up at his neighbor. “How is it sucking your first dick that isn’t mine?” 

“Amazing.” Zach says, then quickly puts the cock back in his mouth. “It tastes amazing.” He says again, taking it back and then going back to sucking. Trying to go faster himself this time. 

“Alright Zach, prepare yourself and remember what I taught you.” 

Zach nods, to the confusion of Mr Booker. He doesn’t realize what is happening until Kaeden is pushing his head down, making him take every single inch of his cock until his pubes are in the boy’s face. 

“FuuuuCKK!” Mr Booker growls, his eyes rolling once again as he hears Zach gag and choke on his cock. Kaeden guiding him up and down again and again, as Zach continues to gag. Mr booker feeling like his cock is going to explode, the mouth around his throat feeling too good. 

“You alright there Zach?” Kaeden asks, letting go of his head as Zach take  the cock from his mouth, he coughs as he catches his breath. 

“That was fucking intense, but really hot.” He laughs as he wipes the tears from his eyes. “His cock tastes amazing!” Zach says, leaning forward to lick the cock one more time.

“Yeah it is,” Kaeden says as he stands up. “I think it’s time that we really get what we came here for though. We wouldn’t want you cumming too soon Mr booker.” 

“W-what are you boys talking about?” He moans, still recovering from having his cock and balls worshiped. His cock still standing completely hard and leaking a small amount of precum. 

“Well Mr Booker, we didn’t do all this just to have sex with you. Because quite frankly we didn’t need to drug you or tie you down to do that.” Kaeden teases. 

“Mr Booker, we need you to get us pregnant.” Zach says. 

Immediately his eyes go wide again, pulling at his restraints as he registers what the boys said. Desperately trying to free himself before their both riding him, knowing he won’t be able to last long at all before the inevitable. 

“No no no come on boys, this is enough it’s gone too far. We need to stop this.” 

“Oh, come on Mr booker. Come on, it’ll be fine. We’re just going to ride you till you empty inside us both. You don’t even need to do anything.” Zach says, completely calm.Excited even, scaring Mr. Booker. 

“Boy’s this is gone on far enough. You need to untie me. Now!” 

“Mr. Booker, come on, it’s not that big of a deal.” Kaeden teases. 

“YES! Yes it is, you boys are going too far. Besides, you are way too young to be pregnant. I have a wife!” He pleads. The boys look at each other and laugh.  

“Mr Booker we aren’t going to say anything. Jesus you should know that from me by now. And I am 21, I am having crazy baby fever and I want to have a daughter.” Kaeden smiles. 

“Same I have baby fever, and I don’t care what I have personally. Besides, my parents also want grandkids and for me to settle down. I am taking care of those things.” 

“Boy’s listen..” 

“It’ll  be okay Mr. Booker.” 

Both boys stand now in front of him, putting on a show almost as they start to strip for him. He looks away, horrified in his head about what is going to happen. His cock betrays him as it starts to twitch with excitment. 

His eyes follow suit in the betrayal and make a glance at the boys. Kaeden dropping the hoodie to the floor as he looks and sees Kaeden now is only a black Calvin Klein thong. Zach in just a navy blue jockstrap, his ass and hips looking mesmerizing. 

“I know you have been making glances at me for years.” Zach teases, turning his hips to show off the back side of his jockstrap. His ass, looking huge in his underwear. Bigger than Kaeden’s which he didn’t think was even possible. His cock enjoys the sight, throbbing wanting to be inside of the huge virgin ass. 

“Alright, get up there.” Kaeden says, smacking Zach’s ass. Mr Booker watches, turned on more than he would like to admit right now as it jiggles. “You ready to finally get the real thing inside of you?” 

“Hell yes, dildo isn’t enough anymore.” Zach says, straddling Mr Booker’s lap. 

“Boy’s…” He tries to plead. Knowing they aren’t going to stop, and deep down not really wanting them to stop. 

“Don’t worry Mr Booker. It should be over soon. Or not, it depends when you finish.” 

“I mean even when he does finish, he’ll probably still be hard as fuck. You put way too much viagara in those cupcakes.” Zach laughs. 

Fuck, no wonder he is so damn horny.

“Alright, I’ll hold his dick. Let’s get some lube on it first though. You’re tight as fuck.” Kaeden says as he grabs the large cock, standing tall just under Zach’s large ass. “Alright, I’ll hold him still. You just lower yourself down.” 

Mr Booker lets his head fall back, taking a  deep breath as he feels Kaeden grab his cock. Taking another breath as he feels the head of his cock slide past and in between Zach’s nice cheeks. Tensing as he feels the head of his cock press against the tight hole. 

“Oooo…ahh.” Zach moans, chuckling a little as he moves his ass downward. Trying to get the large head inside of his tight barely used hole. “Ahhh!” He moans as the cock finally penetrates his hole, moving himself slowly taking to take it deep inside him. Only getting about half way inside his ass before he stops. His eyes close and face scrunches up, taking deep breaths as he adjusts to his hole being stretches this much. 

Mr Booker’s eye bug out from his head, rolling back as his body stiffens. His cock taking over his hips as he desperately wants to slam the rest of himself inside. He can easily tell Zach is a virgin, feeling tighter then Kaeden was when he first fucked the boy years ago.

“Come on Zach, you got this. Just a few more inches and this cock is all inside of you.” Kaeden encourages, giving two smacks to the large ass that Mr Booker is penetrating. Zach nods and starts to push more of the large cock inside of his ass. 

“Ahhh, faackkk ” Zach lets out. Forcing himself all the way down, till he sits completely in Mr Booker’s lap. 

“How does it feel?” Kaeden exaggerates, massaging Zach’s ass cheeks. 

“He’s fucking huge, but it’s hurt’s so damn good.” Zach whimpers, reaching in his cock as he lets his cock free. Growing hard as he strokes it in his hand, the thick eight in cock leaking precum as well.  

“How’s that ass feeling Mr. Booker?” 

“Fucking tightttt.” He growls, throwing his head back as his hips move on themselves again. Twitching inside one of his captor’s asses. 

“I bet he’s tighter than I was.” 

“He fucking is…ooo fuck.” Groaning as Zach lifts himself, half of Mr Booker’s cock goes free as he slides back down. 

“Yeah ride his dick Zach.” 

Kaeden encourages, slapping his ass once more, forcing another whimper from Zach as he moves at a steady pace up and down. Standing behind Mr Booker, he leans down and watches his best friend bounce away. Running his hands down Mr bookers, muscular beefy body. Hitting every spot that he knows drives the man fucking crazy, mostly running his fingers over the mans sensitive nipples. 

For Mr Brooks, his chest starts to rise and fall faster and faster. Moans falling from his mouth freely now, which encourages Zach to take it a little faster. Still going at the gradual pace, however still massaging his cock bringing him closer and closer. He forces himself to look away. Enjoying the sight of the virgin boy riding his cock, almost too fucking much of the problem. He feels himself wanting to pound the boy, which is making him badly want to empty his five day load inside this boy. His rational brain reminds him that he is not wearing a condom, and he knows this boy isn’t planning to get off. 

“Come on Mr Booker. Look at him. Doesn’t he look so hot like this?” Kaeden whispers in his ear. Grabbing his head, turning it back to look at Zach. Leaning forward, his eyes still closed but mouth still open as he rides the cock now. Looking like is enjoying the feeling and can’t get enough of it, which fuels his hips to move up and down. “Look at how much he loves your cock. I bet i-” 

“-G-guys, I’m going to cum. I’m gonna fucking cum!” Zach whines, making Mr Booker let out a low groan almost growling as Zach rides him faster. “Fuckkk!” He whines as his cock erupts all over the man’s abdomen and reaches the way up to his chest. He slows down as he moans through his orgasm, the majority of his cumming polling over the man’s stomach. 

“Holy fuck Zach, you were pent up there.” 

“Fuck I didn’t realize how much I needed to cum.” He says, stroking the last stream of cum from his cock. “Fuck now we just need you Mr. Booker to cum.” Zach says, leaning back as he rest his hands. 

“Come on Mr Booker, hurry and cum. I want my turn to cum my brains out because of your cock.” 

“Please cum in me Mr. Booker.” Zach whines, using his cock like a dildo. Quickly moving up and down to take him entirely from in and out of his hole. 

Mr Booker starts to growl and his breath gets audibly louder, letting out the occasional whimper. The pressure in his entire groin area starts building, making him shake. Realizing he only has about a minute or so of holding back before his cock will erupt. His eyes get stuck watching zach, watching the boy ride his cock. Head tilted backwards and eyes closed, mouth open as he moans and whimpers fly out. 

“B-boys- Fuck. you need to get off, I’m close.” 

“No.” He barely whispers. Continuing his pace on the man’s cock. 

“Cum inside him.” 

“Ohh my- fuckkk., Fuck fuckkkkk.” The man whimpers. His orgasm approaching, his balls getting ready to empty themselves. “FUCK!” 

Everything goes clam, feeling his cock emptying inside of Zach’s ass. Then a moment or two later the orgasm rips through his body, making him tense up as his balls shoot a spurt of cum that he knows is probably the biggest he has ever shot floods inside of Zach. His mouth falls open as he goes stiff, his balls feeling like they are exploding. His orgasm affects every single inch of his body making him shake as he continues to shoot inside of the boy. 

“Holy fuckkk Mr Booker.” Kaeden teases. “You were really pent up there.” 

He doesn’t respond at all, coming down from his orgasm. Trying to catch his breathing and stop his body from shaking. His balls emptying the last drops of cum from his balls, straight into Zach. 

“God, it feels like he let everything go inside of me.” Zach laughs moaning, rubbing his stomach. “I am for sure going to be pregnant after this.” 

“Alright my turn.” Kaeden says excited, walking over next to Zach as he helps him off. His legs shaking a little as he lies down on the floor, on his stomach with his pounded ass on display. The mans’ cum still inside of Zach’s ass.

“Wow, you’re still rock hard Mr. Booker.” 

 “I’ve missed his cock Mr. Booker.” He says, turning his back to him as he slightly bends over. Wasting no time, pulling the piece of his thong that covers his hole to the side over his ass cheek and crouches down. “Ahhh.” he lets out a high pitched moan, forcing the dick inside of his ass. 

“God Damn it.” The man whispers, rolling his eyes again as his hard cock is shoved forcefully inside another tight hole. 

“Fuuuck, I missed this cock Mr Booker. God it feels so fucking good. Ahhh.” Kaeden whimpers, wasting no time as he bounches furiously on the man’s cock. “Fuckk, it feels just as good as last time!” 

“You’re so fucking lucky. You got pounded by this cock so much.” Zach says, shaking his ass a little. “I’d have loved to have this cock inside me whenever I wanted.” 

“Imagine that M-mr booker.” Kaedon whimpers out of breathing, keeping his fast rhythm on the man’s cock. “God, imagine having the both of our asses back then! Imagine how much more you could have gotten off. And how many more things and places we could have tried.”

He allows his mind to wander this time, imagining if he would have had not only Zach but Kaeden as well. Getting to not only have one but two be his own personal fleshlight, but another who was just as hot and horny as the first one. Having two horny boys to come home to when his wife was out of town, just in their underwear ready for his cock. 

“What’s the hottest thing he did to you?” Zach asks. 

“When he took me out back and fucked me.” Kaeden whimpers. “His wife was here.” 

He thinks back to the summer that Kaeden was last here, remembering the 4th of July block party. The boy had upped the ante that day, walking around in a skimpy bathing suit teasing the older man. Mr Booker did his best to keep his eyes off him, worried about prying eyes seeing his own prying eyes. Thankfully his wife had gotten drunk that night, he used this to his advantage. Took the boy right there in the middle of the backyard on the grass, unable to even get the boy inside. 

“You were the one showing yourself off like a slut that night.” Mr Booker growls. 

“Only for you….daddy.” 

FUCK 

“You didn’t tell me about daddy, here.” Zach teases. 

“Fuck yes, daddy here loves that. Huh daddy?” he teases, slowing down and slamming himself down hard all at once taking every inch. “You…you used to love having me scream for you huh daddy.” 

“I would love to scream for daddy more.” Zach says, getting himself to his knees arching his ass into the air. “Would you want to fuck me more Daddy? You can pound the both of us whenever you want daddy?” Zach whimpers smirking, a stream of cum leaks from his hole. 

“Fuckk, that sound’s hot daddy. Maybe…you can fuck us when were are pregnant.” 

“Fuck Kaedon.” He groans, his balls betraying him once more. Feeling like they are preparing to push another giant load into his other capture’s ass. Not helping as he watches this captures ass freely, jiggling as soon as he slams it down in his lap. Making glances over at Zach as he lays back on his stomach, watching the boy shake his ass. 

“Fucking cum in me Mr. Booker. I want it in me. Now!” Kaeden growls, picking up his speed. Barely moving to get half of the cock out of him before slamming himself back down. 

“Fuckkk, I’m gonna cum. Fcuking cuuum!” Mr Booker yells, slurring his words as his orgasm approaches. Just as intense and big as the first one. “Damnit!” He screams, his body tensing once again as his balls explode filling the inside of Kaedon’s ass. 

“Ahhh yes Mr Booker! Fucking cum in me!” He whimpers, higher pitch then earlier as he continues to ride the man. Stroking his own cock as he throws his head back. “Fuck cumming!” Before he can even finish his own sentence, his cock erupts. The first shot hitting Zach on his back and arm, the rest spilling out over the floor. Kaedon moans, fucking the both of them through their orgasm. 

“Holy shit, you came harder than me and Mr Booker,” Zach teases as he plays with the cum between his fingers. 

“I sure did,  I missed this fucking cock. How was that Mr Booker hmmm?”

He goes silent, leaning his head back as his horny thankfully starts to subside. His cock softening as he realizes that he was not only raped but used like a dildo, and probably has made these two boys pregnant. 

Fuck. 

“I think you boys need to untie me.” He says, both boys laughing at him. 

“Don’t worry, he always gets all grumpy and shit after he cums.” Kaedon teases, lifting up before kneeling on the ground and laying next to Kaeden. “Second time we did it he ran out of my house like he was being chased.” Kaeden teases. “He will be back to wanting to fuck us soon enough,” Smacking Zach’s ass, making the boy giggle. 

“You need to untie me this instant!” Mr Booker growls. 

“Alright fine fine, let us get dressed first. 

The boys stand, legs shaking, as they put on their clothes they came with. As well as taking the clothes of Mr Booker’s they stole while he was passed out. Soon enough they walk over to him, and untie his hands then hand him a knife. 

“Bye Mr Booker.” the boys say as they walk from the living room and out of the front door. 

He lays there in silence, feeling not only like a cheating piece of shit once again. But also like he was violated and that it’s a good chance that he is going to have two kids running around the neighborhood in nine months.

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DING DONG 

“I’ll get that honey,” Mrs. Booker says, wiping her hands as she walks from the kitchen around the corner to the door. Mr. Booker not saying anything as he continues to eat his food, hearing his wife open the door. “Hi there sweetie! OH my goodness!” 

“Hi Mrs. Booker” 

That giggle and voice, he immediately recognizes it to be that of Zach. Standing at his door talking to his wife, his heart race his palms becoming sweaty. His wife sounding all giddy, sounding like she is hugging the boy. “Oh my goodness, honey come in!. It’s so good to see you!” 

Fuck. 

Fuck. 

Fuck. 

Fuck. 

He screams in his head. He stands up, his feet almost wanting to run  as he hears the two of them walking into the room. Fuck, he wonders if that maybe on some chance that Zach isn’t pregnant.

Six months ago, after the events happened with Zach and Kaedon. He shockingly didn’t see much of the boys, only for about a month did he see them around the neighborhood. Every time he saw them, he stared intently at them trying to see if they were pregnant or not. Then they disappeared a month after that, and hell he couldn’t just grill someone. He was worried that he would come off as suspicious, and imagine if they weren’t pregnant and he asked someone if they were. He would seem fucking suspicious for sure! 

“Honey,” his wife says, scaring the shit out of him. “Guess who it is.” Turning his head, he looks as Zach and his wife walk into the room. 

Zach is pregnant. 

Despite his stomach being covered by the same stolen hoodie, he can tell. His belly extended out making it completely obvious, Mr booker’s interest peaks. Zach looks more pregnant then six months that he knows that the boy is. Surprisingly the nervousness in him falls away, other emotions taking its place. 

“Hi there Zach, how have you been.” He says, confused on what exactly to do. Should he shake his hand, should he go in for a hug, or should he just stand there and give an awkward wave? “How have you been doing kid?” He asks Zach thankfully going in for the quick hug. Before pulling away and leaning against the counter, his wife put his arm around the boy. A smile plastered on her face. 

Jesus…if only she knew. 

“I’ve been good. Kinda tired these last few months but good overall.” He says, making his wife laugh. 

“Where have you been, we haven’t seen you around for a few months.” 

“Yeah, I moved out for a little while. I’m back now and I want to settle down here before…they get here.” He says rubbing his belly again. 

“They??!” His wife says, getting excited again. 

THEY?!

“I’m having twin boys.” 

“Omg, that is so exciting! I bet you and the father are so excited.”

“I am for sure, the dad unfortunately isn’t in the picture. Once he found out he left. But these babies are…miracles and a blessing.” He says, Mr booker feels like they are almost taunting him. 

“That is right, amen.”

“I am excited though, a little nervous. But I have the support behind me.”  

“That is right, and we are here for you too honey if you ever need anything.” 

“Thank you Mrs. Booker. Actually I came over to deliver this to you guys myself.” He says, handing an envelope over to Mrs. Booker. “I’m gonna take this off, i’m getting a little hot.” 

Mr Booker swears, even knowing that Zach is intentionally teasing him. Making a quick glance at the man, as he grabs the ends of his hoodie as he pulls it off. His flimsy white shirt rides up then falls back down, only covering half of his severely extended stomach. Mr Booker looks at him from head to toe, more than intrigued by the boy’s current state now. God, he can only wonder what he-.

No. 

“Oh honey look,” his wife annoyingly whines. “He’s invited us to the baby shower.” 

“Well of course!” Zach smiles. “You two have to be there.” Mr Booker wonders if he is just internally freaking out, or did Zach just subtly wink at him? 

“Oh sweetie, of course we will come!” His wife says, giving him another hub. “Let me go get a pin and fill this out. So, that you can put as down as coming.” 

She leaves, walking out of the kitchen around the corner. He stands there awkward, staring at every point in the room that is not Zach. All of a sudden Zach walks up to him, almost pressing his belly against his man. 

“You’re sons are kicking.” Without asking he grabs Mr. Booker’s hand, putting it against his stomach. Feeling a small kick against his hand, the severity of the situation comes even further. “And you have another daughter on the way.” 

“Fucking hell.” He mutters, his hand still on Zach’s belly. 

“Alright, I got it all filled out.” His wife announces as she walks back into the room. 

“They are kicking up a storm, want to feel?” 

She giggles walking over to him, he helps her find the spot as she feels the babies kick. God good, what seems like a wholesome moment is a fucking nightmare ofr Mr. Booker. His wife, thankfully unaware that she’s feeling his son’s kicking at her in the boy’s stomach. He would scream if he could right now. 

Eventually they lead Zach to the door, his wife all happy as she tells the boy if he needs anything let them know. Closing the door the woman smiles, then looks at her husband.

“Oh honey, won’t it be so nice having two new kids running around the neighborhood.”

No. 

“Oh yeah it’ll be…something.” 

I was a twenty three year old Australia guy, bumming it around South and West Africa on an extended holiday. I had little money, however could usually find a good time wherever I went.

The two mates I was travelling with had been together for a couple of months when I joined them about six weeks ago and we all got on well together. Michael was from southern England and was a good looking guy with the usual smooth pale skin, sandy hair and good body, as he played a lot of soccer at home. Mike, who was about 24, was well educated, but lacked the so called street skills of survival that our other friend Jose had, Jose was from somewhere in New York and had been brought up to know how to survive on the streets. He was a good-looking Porto Rican guy, 21 years, who had dropped out of college after a year and a half and had started to travel. As I said, we had been together for about six weeks travelling up the west coast of Africa, and had originally met up in Cape Town. We had enjoyed the scenery, the people and a bit of good diving on the west coast of South Africa and Namibia.

My real story starts as we were heading northwest from the Ivory Coast, through Guinea and into Sierra Leone. Our plan was to get to Freetown for a few days and then travel north up the west coast of North West Africa.

We each had Honda bikes, which we had bought in Cape Town. It was cheap travel and you could see a lot of country as you drove. Some roads were good, however most were very bad and we had to be very careful as we travelled, as that part of Africa was not the safest place in the world to be. We usually camped in the scrub and washed in whatever rivers or streams were available. I used to get quite turned on watching Mike and Jose skinny dip. One was so white and other, Jose, was quite dark and so well hung. I would love to have seen his cock hard. It would have had to be at least two to three inches longer than mine and I’m 7.5” thick and cut. Mike, I guessed, was about the same as myself, however was not cut, the same as Jose. Both guys were smooth skinned not like me as I had a hairy chest. We were all very fit and our bodies well-toned. We played real man type games while swimming, with the occasional grope, but all acting very straight. It was pity, as I would have loved to be fucked by either of them, and even slip a length into either tight butts, but I guessed that was not to be. I would have to be satisfied with jacking off when I could sneak off into the bush to shit.

We were about one hundred kilometres from Freetown, just passed a place called Yonibana and heading into some very hilly and heavily timbered country, when we were stopped by a group of young black men in their early twenties. They were all dressed in those camouflaged type trousers with boots and no shirts. All were big guys and looked really fit, as their chests were well defined and muscled. As we did not want any trouble we did everything they asked. A couple of them could speak English and they informed us that their leader wanted to meet us. It was all very friendly, so we were not all that alarmed at that time. It wasn’t until they got our bikes onto the back of the truck that things started to get rough.

A very tall and solid black guy ordered us into the back of the truck with our bikes. Jose, in his usual smart ass way asked why. With this the big guy ordered his followers to throw us into the truck, binding our hands together in front of us and then tying the rope to pipe frame above our heads, so that our arms where stretched upwards as we stood in the back of the truck. The rest of the ten or twelve black guys all climbed aboard and sat around the edge of the truck as we headed off into the dense bush. A couple of the black guys started touching up Mike. They were saying something about a pretty white boy, but I couldn’t quite understand. I did notice that Mike was getting a bit excited as he had quite a lump in his trousers. Even though most off these guys were young and quite good looking with no shirts and well-muscled bodies, I was far too scared to get in the slightest bit excited sexually.

We had been travelling for about twenty minutes when the truck stopped. Four of the black guys got out to piss. The three guys that had been touching up Mike again got interested and with the encouragement from some of the others, undid his zipper and pulled down his jeans and his underwear, exposing his growing cock. He face was bright red with embracement, and although he was as scared as we were, his cock just kept getting harder. One of the well-built black guys stood up, pulled out his big soft black cock and started to jack it off, teasing Mike as he did so. One of the other guys walked up to Jose and myself and grabbed us both in the crutch and said something that I did not understand. The rest of the group thought it was very funny as they all fell around laughing. One of the three started to jack Mike off. The guys that were pissing got back in the truck and we again headed north, but the guy jacking Mike continue with the wild encouragement of the rest of the group. I could see that a few of the black guys were also getting excited as their cocks started tenting their trousers. The guy who had pulled out his cock in fun was now nearly fully hard. A couple of them pointed to me and one guy lent forward end undid my belt and the zipper on my jeans, pulling them down to expose my thickening cock. The guy next to him then did the same to Jose. As his monster was revealed there were big hoots and whistles and a couple of the guys grabbed his cock and gave it a couple of tugs. The black guys all started pointing to the big guy at the front of the truck, pulling out Jose’s cock. I think they were trying to get this guy to compare size. He shook his head, but they kept on at him until he stood up, walked up to Jose, unbuttoned his trousers and pulled out a real monster cock. I don’t know if it was bigger or not than Jose’s, but it was real black, thick and heavy with big veins. He grabbed his and Jose’s cocks docking then together with both foreskins together and started to jack them. The rest of the guys went mad. Someone stuck his finger up my arse as the big black looked at me and said in rough English and a toothy grin “You like?” He must have known I liked it, as my cock was getting very hard. He reached down with his other hand and started to jack my cock. Jose looked at me with a slight grim of his face. He loved this.

The action was just starting to get very hot when we pulled into an opening in the timber and a few huts. Another ten or so guys came out to meet the truck. As they did, the guys in the truck put their cocks away and did up their trousers. We unfortunately had to stand there with our hands tied above our heads and our jean around our ankles and our cocks still quite hard. They all stood around pointing and laughing for about a minute, when a very tall and extremely well built and handsome guy came out of the big hut at the end of the clearing. The talking and laughing subsided as he approached and he said something to the truck driver, who answered him. The big guy then said something to the whole group and they all pointed to Mike. The big guy laughed and gave an order. With that four guys jumped up onto the back of the truck and undid Mike and dragged him off the back and into one of the huts followed by most of the men. It wasn’t hard to work out what was going to happen to Mike. The big guy then barked another order and a stack more guys jump up on the truck and undid both mine and Jose’s ropes from the canopy frame and lead us off the back of the truck and into the big hut at the end of the clearing.

The big black leader then joined us and I asked in a very shaky voice what he was going to do with us. He informed both Jose and myself, in very good English, that we were going to stay with him and his friends for some time and that we, Jose and I were to be his official masturbators. Someone translated this and the whole room of black guys burst into laughter.

He then barked another order, and we were stripped of all our clothing and shoes. He then told us that to venture out of the hut with no shoes would be a great mistake, as the thorns around the camp would not only cripple us but would also poison our bodies. With this the ropes around our wrist undone and we stood there beaten and very scared.

He barked another order and all but four of the biggest black guys left the hut. Both Jose and I were taken by two guys each and lead off to the corner where we were each doused with water and washed by the guards. We were then lead back into the centre of the hut where we found the boss guy stretched out on a bed with his boots and trousers off and his big cock sticking out of his bright red boxers. He said “One of you guys are going to suck my cock and the other is going to suck my balls. Please yourselves.” We stood dumb founded, when he pointed to me. “You suck this!” I was then pushed to my knees by the two guards.

He had a magnificent cock and I was very much looking forward to sucking all the cum out of it. I peeled the thick, long foreskin back down to reveal a big plump dark pink cock head. I bent and licked the big drop of pre cum off the cock slit and milked another large drop from his thick cock. Jose was pushed down to the big hairless balls that hung under this magnificent piece of meat. He eagerly sucked on one of those great eggs as I devoured as much as I could his great cock. Jose smiled at me and whispered that I should have told him that I liked this sort of action, as he had been wanting my cock since we first met.

I heard some movement behind us as the four guards started to undress. I knew what was to come. As I slipped off the end of the big cock I whispered to Jose “Have you been fucked before?” He just smiled at me. There were four or five guys pushing into the building, as the four big guards got undressed. I could see that they were all very well endowed with big semi hard cocks swaying between their legs and large scrotums full of heavy balls thick with cum. Only one was cut, all the rest had large foreskins covering their hard dicks. They started to jack them as they watched Jose and I suck off the boss man. He had hold of my head and was pumping his big dick deep into my throat. One of the guards got a bucket of cooking oil from the stove and started covering my cock and balls and my arse with this lube. His mate did the same to Jose. He then lubed up his friend’s cock as he knelt down to position his cock head at the entrance of my arse. His friend first stuck two fingers from one hand, then two from the other into me and stretched my arse wide so I could accommodate this big black man’s big black cock. He moved forward placing his cock head between the fingers of his friend and slowly pushed forward. The other two guys were doing the same to Jose. He let out a moan of delight, as did I when my guy started to enter me. He was so thick and long. I had never had a dick that big before. He kept pushing into me as his friend pulled my arse cheeks apart. I eventually felt his tight pubes at my arse cheeks and knew he was fully inside me. His friend grabbed my cock and balls and stretched them down to stop me from cumming too early as his mate started to fuck my arse as it had never been fucked before. His mate slowly worked on my greased cock and balls, holding my balls tight so I would not cum. The other guys were doing the same to Jose who was in seventh heaven. I looked up at the Boss man who had a big smile on his face. “I think you boys are going to like your stay here,” he said. Jose’s cock was very hard now and I could see one of the guys slowly jacking it. As I had guessed it was immense.

One of the on-lookers at the door pushed forward and held an amyl bottle under my nose. It was the strongest stuff I’d ever inhaled and sent my head into a spin. The ring of my arse and my cock head felt so good and the pre cum tasted so sweet. Just then the boss man thrust his cock deep into my mouth and unloaded the biggest load deep in my throat. It was so good. Thick, sweet and so creamy. My fucker was pumping my arse so hard and his mate jacking me so well I was so close. I felt the cock in my arse push to the hilt and flex as it pulsated its hot load deep into me as I erupted into the hands of the guy jacking me. He immediately dived under me and sucked the remaining juice out of me. Jose had been watching me cum and came bolt upright as he unloaded long white strips of ropey cum all over the boss man stomach. His arse fucker was also depositing his load deep in Jose’s bowels. The guy that was jacking Jose then lent forward and quickly licked up all the cum, apart from that scooped up by the boss himself and sucked from his finger.

What hot man sex. I had to have more.

The boss guy got up and pulled up his trousers, as he did he motion for the five or six guys a t he door to come in and he said something to them which mad them all very happy and then he left.

The five or six guys were quickly getting undressed and by that stage I had worked out what the boss man had said. Our asses were for all of them.

The two guys that had been working on me from the start, physically picked me up and placed me on a table. Two other guys came over to join the fun. They held my legs up exposing my newly fuck ass. One of the guys holding my legs stuck two fingers into me and was followed by the other guy. The four fingers started stretching my ass as one of the other guys started to jack off his huge black cock. He greased it up with the cooking oil and slowly started to insert it into me. It felt like a fence post as it went in. But so good. One of the guys holding my legs was only about sixteen but had a beautiful cock. I grabbed it and started pulling towards my mouth, as I had to taste this boy cum. He eagerly accommodated me starting to face fuck me. His cock was so silky and smooth with its long loose foreskin. I could taste his pre cum and with the pounding sensation in my ass new I would cum again very soon. The other group lifted Jose onto the table and one started to fuck him deep as well. His big long cock was standing tall and leaking buckets of pre cum. One of the guys watching and jacking his cock leaned forward to suck all the pre cum off.

The young guy I was sucking off started to moan and pump my mouth harder. I knew he was about to shoot thick squirts of sweet boy cum. The guy fucking me was deep shafting me with his huge cock. Jose was watching, and said “I bet that is great ” I just smiled back. The boy cock in my mouth was getting very hard as he started to pump my mouth hard. Then all of a sudden he exploded with buckets of thick white sweet cum that filled my mouth.

My cock started to twitch as my next load was about to unload, Just as I was about to shoot, a hot black mouth engulfed my cock to the root and sucked me dry. The two guys were still fucking me and Jose and all the other guys were standing over us jacking their hot cocks. One by one they exploded their loads of thick white cum all over us. My fucker was working up to blow his load. My ass was burning. I could feel his cock swell and unload so much cum that it was leaking out my ass. He rested, exhausted as his cock started to soften in me. As he pulled out, an older guy started to suck the cum from my ass. Jose started to scream as he was also about to unload for the first time. A guy holding me pushed my head up and over to Jose’s cock and clamped my mouth down over his cock just as he was about to unload. I was in heaven. As Jose spat squirt after squirt down my still thirsty throat, I sucked every drop of that sweet load, savouring every drop of Jose’s sweet juice. I broke away from his cock and look up at him with a very wet smile. He just winked. As the guy in his ass unloaded.

We all lay there for some time, exhausted from the work out. Then the young guy I had sucked off started to pump his cock again. He said something to the other guys and they laughed a bit before rolling me onto my stomach and pulled my ass cheeps apart as the young guy entered me. He fucked me gently for some time before he started to work up to a frenzy. With three or four hard thrusts he dropped another load of his sweet cum in my other end. I somehow wish I could taste it, as his first load was one of the best.

When the young guy had finished they all got up and left, some of the guys patting both Jose and me on the ass. We both knew this was not to be the last session.

We walked over to the area we had showered earlier and cleaned each other up. Jose had this great smile on his face as his dark skin sparkled with the water, he said “That was the greatest, I’ve wanted to give you my load ever since we first met, but I thought you were straight.” I asked him if he thought Mike would be OK. “I think his ass could be a bit sore also, especially if he has not done this before.”

“You don’t think he’s gay then?” I asked.

“Who Mike? Not likely.”

As we had no clothes we laid down together on the old mattresses. Jose had the best looking body I had ever seen. His big cock, half soft, lay across his right thigh towards me. It was much darker than the rest of his body, but not as dark as his big hairless balls, which rested on the mattress below him in their low slung dark smooth pouch as he lay there extremely proud of his equipment. His dark foreskin covered his big cock head and even had about an inch loose over hang. I had never seen such a beautiful sight in my life. It was so much better close up than what I had seen when he and Mike used to swim together. I just had to lean over and kiss him. We were still in our passionate embrace when the young black guy came back in. He was still wet from showering and his shiny black skin shone. He wore only a white towel around his slim waist as he came over and sat next to me on the matrass. He smiled and said something we did not understand. He was looking at my white skin and at my white cock and at Jose’s monster. He undid his towel to show a cock that was not at all small with at least seven to eight inches and I guess still growing. He had a regular foreskin that had a slit along the bottom and was hanging loose over his half hard cock. I had not previously notices this cut in his foreskin, it must have been done as a child either to free his cock head or as some religious rite. He leaned forward, grabbing my cock and putting it straight into his mouth. This kid had been sucking cock for a long time, as it was not long before I was hard again. I noticed that Jose’s cock was also stretching out to its nine to ten inches. Fuck it was big, not just long but thick as well. The young kid slipped over in front of me and as he did he grabbed Jose’s fuck pole and started jacking it. Jose leant forward and started to finger the kid’s ass. He moved around to the back of the kid and started to rim his ass out. I think it was the first time that the kid had received this pleasure. As he really got into sucking my cock as Jose rimmed his ass. Jose backed off and started to insert a couple of fingers into the kid, who just pushed back into it. He had no doubt been fucked many times before by his older mates and enjoyed it. Jose found the tin of cooking oil and plastered it onto the kid’s ass, as he did so I slid around under the young black guy to watch as Jose inserted his dark brown monster into this smooth black ass. Slowly, inch by inch, it disappeared into that tight black hole until the whole ten inches were buried deep in his ass. I sucked on his hard black cock with its uncut foreskin still covering the big head. I ran my tongue around under that great foreskin and felt the kid shake with pleasure. He continued to work on my cock as Jose started to fuck him long and deep. Just at this time, three big guys pushed Mike through the door to see us deep in hot gay sex. I could see Mike just stand there. He had nothing on and I could see he had been well and truly worked over. He staggered forward shaking his head.

“What are you guys doing? Do you really like fucking with guys?”

Without missing a beat Jose turned to Mike and said “You better believe it.” Still deep fucking that tight black ass. The kid was now fucking my mouth as he deep throated my cock. Fuck it was hot man sex. As Mike stood there watching, Jose screamed out. “Take my load, take my cum.” and he unloaded another load deep inside the kid. Second later the kid unloaded a second load into my mouth. What sweet man-boy syrup it was. I repaid him with a load of hot cum in his mouth. We all collapsed in a heap. Cum leaking out of mouths and asses.

Mike just stood there shaking his head and grinning.

“Have you cum yet?” Jose asked. He shook his head and said “No, but I have to soon.”

“Then get your ass over here.” Jose ordered. Mike tentatively approached and Jose grabbed his cock. “Well we better relieve that pressure.”

Mike just stood there as Jose started to jack him off. He said nothing as his cock became hard and he started to fuck Jose’s hand as he beat Mike’s meat. At that time the black kid put his mouth over Mike’s cock head. Mike gave a scream as he unloaded the largest load I have ever seen. It ran down both sides of the kid’s face and dripped onto the floor. Mike must have pumped eight to ten big wads of cum into the kid, who swallowed as quickly as he could, but missed most of it.

“How long have you been storing that up?” I asked.

“Days.” Mike replied, catching his breath and smiling. “Fuck that was great. I really needed to let that lot go”. He looked around, and then at the kid. “It looks like we have found a nice spot here.” We all laughed and our young friend joined in.

Our friend soon left us after he had his fill of cum. It was late afternoon and was getting dark in the hut. The African guys had taken all our clothes, so all we could do was sit together on the old mattress, hoping things would not get any worse. The sex may have been nice, but in the back of our minds was the worry of what was to become of us.

Food was brought to us at sun set. It was basic but quite edible. The night seemed to be getting hotter as a thunderstorm moved in from the west. When the rain hit, it hit hard. Cooling the air and leaving everything damp and wet.

They came again a little after ten that night and bundled us off into a small hut not more than twenty yard away and locked us in. There were some mats on the floor which we stretched out on and tried to get some sleep.

Although the floor was hard, I must have drifted off to sleep as I was rudely woken by a lot of noise and a bright light being shone into my eyes. I was still naked and dragged to my feet and bundled outside. At this point I was very concern for my safety and my life.

There were seven or eight big black guys man-handling me to one of the larger huts. There was a dull light coming from the hut as they dragged me in. In the light I could see there were ten black men in their mid to late teens and early twenties. I had not seen these guys before. The hut had many bunks and one was dragged out into the middle of the floor and I was thrown onto it. Most of the men standing around me had only fatigue trousers on, their tops bear. Most looked very young, 16 or 17 I guess. All were well muscled and well over six feet tall. The four guys holding me down started to tie leather bands around my wrists and ankles. These were hooked to metal rings and ropes were slung over the rafters and tied onto the rings. I could work out what was going to happen. Before I had time to really sort things out, the ropes were pulled tight and I was being pulled off the bed. My arms and legs were stretched wide apart, revealing my most private parts to the world. There was much noise in the hut as the guys laughed and pointed to my open ass and semi hard cock. Two or three guys undid their trouser fronts and started to jack their hardening cocks. Like the guys earlier that afternoon, they were all very well endowed. The older guys pushed a few of the younger guys forward.

Once I was swinging freely, the bed was rolled back against the wall and the guys standing around all dropped their trousers. At this point I knew I was in for a night of hard fucking.

One of the biggest guys, although not with the biggest cock I could see, started to finger fuck my ass. The cooking oil came out again and another guy liberally coated my ass with it and one of the young guy’s cock with it the same time. He was really well hung, about 8—9 inches. I could see him line up his heavily fore skinned cock at my ass and feel him enter easily. It felt so good. He grounded his nine inches to the pubes and started to rhythmically fuck my ass. Although not thick he massaged my prostrate and before too long I was leaking pre cum by the bucket. Two of the other young guys watching started to lick it off my hard cock as one of them slid his finger into my ass with his friend’s cock. He just grinned and kept on fucking. His rhythm quickened as he thrust his cock deep into my guts and unloaded his first load of hot cum in me.

As he pulled out there was a lot of pushing and shoving as guys tried to be next up my ass. One small solid guy with a very big cock got his way. He wiped some cum and oil off my ass onto his big 9 to 10 inch dick, pulled the big fore skin back and rubbed the head up and down my crack. He then rolled the fore skin right forward, pushed his thick cock head to my well lube hole and pressed his way into me. As his long foreskin slid back, his big cock slid deep into me He was extremely thick and very long and I could really feel my poor ass stretch to receive him. One guy was pulling my ass cheeks apart so he could enter me easier. Another guy was jacking my hard cock. I was watching all of this when one of the big guys behind me pulled my head back and forced his big thick cock into my mouth. It was as big if not bigger than the cock fucking my ass, and had me chocking on every thrust of his hips. They were working in unison, both thrusting into me at the same time, forcing my body to arch in the middle as they both forced their black poles into me. I could feel the sexual tension building as they fucked faster, both cocks seemed to swell as they started to unload their hot male semen into my mouth and ass. There was a great raw from the guys gathered around as the cum started to dribble out of my mouth and ass. The thick white cum in my mouth tasted so good and I sucked the black cock till I got every drop of cum out of him. He smiled at me as he pulled out of my mouth and wiped his cock over my face.

The guy fucking my ass also pulled his thick cock out of me leaving me with such an empty feeling. This did not last long as a young guy with a very long thin cock quickly slipped his cock deep into my guts. Although not thick it was one of the longest cocks I had ever seem with a big barbarous cock head. He deep fucked my well-worn ass with long deep strokes. Each time he pulled out his big cock head rubbed across my prostrate giving me such an intense feeling. My cock was again leaking pre cum as it stood rock hard along my stomach.

A very young guy, he looked only about fifteen, stood back with his cock in his hand. I noticed that he had a very long foreskin that completely covered his rock hard cock. It was about seven inches long and quite thick. The guy that fucked me first pushed him forward. As the long cock in my arse tensed and shot its load into me, the young man came forward. His cock was pulsating and leaking pre cum from its sheathed end. As the thin cock was removed from my wet and hot arse, the young guy moved forward, put his sheathed cock to my arse lips and pushed deep into my slippery hole. I heard him sigh as he grounded his balls on my arse cheeks. He then started to fuck me as I have never been fucked before. His strokes were long and deep. His smooth black skin shone in the dull light. His white teeth gleamed as he smiled at me. A smile that melted me from within. He was so gentle and sensual in his actions. He put his dick into place no man had been before in my tight arse. Even the guys watching were getting very turned on by watching this guy work my arse. His long powerful stroke got faster and faster as I knew he would blow soon. I smiled at him, hoping that he would know the pleasure he was give me and that I hope I was giving him.

The way his was fucking got the other guys so hot that they started to cum. Blowing their thick white load all over me until I was covered with hot cum from these young black guys. With sweat dripping off his face, he rammed his cock deep into me and blew his load, filling my arse with his seed to over flowing. He then collapsed onto me and held me tight. Looking into my face and smiling as he spoke unknown words to me.

He then stood up and spoke to one of the men who had just cum on my chest. He older man nodded and spoke. He must have ordered me to be cut down. As I hit the floor the young man who had just finished with me, picked me up and helped me out side. He helped me to a small hut about fifty metres away. As we entered, two other very young guys helped my friend get me to an old bed. My new friend brought water and a cloth and commenced to wash the dried cum and mess off my body. He was so gentle. When he finished, his friends quietly left us alone. He smiled, showing his beautiful white teeth. He then lent forward and kissed me gently on the lips. I put arms around his naked body and he joined me on the bed.

I pulled him close and we could feel our cocks getting hard again. I rolled over so we spooned together, his hard cock pushing at my back. I lifted myself up until I felt the tip of his cock against my ass lips, then slowly lowered myself onto his cock. As he slipped inside of me he held me tight and we drifted off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning to the feel of a warm mouth on my cock. The young guy was slowly sucking me off. As I looked down at him he looked up and smiled. I could see his cock was rock hard and twitching as his heart beat. He lifted my legs up and started to rim my ass. His tongue felt so good as he worked his way into me. He spat onto his hard arched cock, pushed the fore skinned head against my splincher and pushed himself into me. It felt magnificent. He fucked me slowly for about twenty minutes before three young guys, the ones that had helped him the previous night, came into the hut. It was not long before they had all dropped their fatigues and were pumping their cocks. One of the guys was the young guy with the very thin long cock. He greased it up with his spit and pre cum and moved around the rear of my young friend fucking me. I thought he was going to mount him, but he didn’t. He pushed him forward over the top of me so my legs were up around my head. He then slowly started to enter my ass just under my young friends cock. When he first started I thought he would rip my ass apart, but slowly I was able to take them both. The feeling of two cocks inside me, one going in as one was pulling out. My friend was deep kissing me as he slowly drove his cock in and out. No doubt he could feel his friend’s long cock sliding in and out under his cock as his balls draped over either side of this thin monster. The two other guys moved so that we could both suck on their cocks. They were so hard and slippery with pre cum that tasted so sweet. It wasn’t long before they both unloaded into our mouths. It tasted so good.

My friend on top of me stopped his movements as the long cock started to work faster and faster. He was building up to fill my ass with another hot load. My friend on top also started to tense up and inserted his cock as deep as he could as they both came together. I could feel the cum dripping out of my ass and running down my ass crack. I could hold on no longer and unloaded my own big load between my stomach and my friend’s. We all lay there exhausted, as my friend rolled off me. The two guys we had sucked off licked my cum if our stomachs.

The four guys took me outside to wash off under a rough shower setup. We seemed to be the only people in the camp. What had happened to me friends, I do not know. We finished washing and dressed in army fatigues, somewhere given to me by my friend and headed for another hut where an old trooper fed us. The food was plain, but I was hungry and ate well.

The four guys were talking to each other and looking at me as they spoke. They tried to ask me something, but I could not understand. The older guy said something to the very young guy who had double fucked me and he left. A few minutes later returned with an old jeep. We all climbed aboard and headed off. We drove for about fifteen minutes until we reached another much smaller camp. There were a few other young guys standing around, all very curious about me. The only white guy they had seen for some time.

They gestured me to follow them into one of the four small huts stretching along the southern side of the road. There were six or seven mattresses on the floor and place was very neat and clean. My friend asked the only guy present something and he pointed to a room at the back of the hut. We all moved over to the door and the tall guy opened it. As we moved inside, noticed a small but very clean and tidy room. Sitting at the desk was a guy of about twenty five. Very good looking, with an air of leadership about him. My group spoke to him and looking at me, I assumed they were introducing me. They continued speaking, I think they were re-counting the event earlier this morning. The handsome guy sitting smiled and beckoned me forward. As I got to him he turned me around and felt my ass cheeks. He said something and tried to pull down my trousers. My young friend undid the buttons at the front and my pants fell to the floor. My cock was starting to stir again as this man was extremely handsome and looked very strong and powerful. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and slowly inserted a finger into my ass. He made some remark which brought laughter to them all. My young friend had hold of my hard cock by now and was slowly jacking it. The other guys were all adjusting their hardening cocks in their trousers.

The guy slowly removed his finger and turned me around. He smiled as he saw my hard cock pointing straight at him. Then said something to me which made all the guys around me snigger. He stood up, removed his shirt to reveal the perfect chest and abdomen, the true six pack. He stood about nearly seven foot tall, a good foot taller than me. He started to undo the buttons on his trousers and let them drop to the floor. He stood there in a pair of grey boxers, but I could see an inch or two of the biggest cock with a foreskin hanging well below the head hanging out of the bottom of them. He hooked his thumbs into the waist band and dropped them to the floor. I was dumb struck. This man’s cock must have been fourteen to fifteen inches long and as thick as my fore arm. I had never seen anything so large. All the young guys were sniggering at the look on my face as he started to pump this monster. It was jet black and shiny with a foreskin that came well over the big head as he stroked it. His balls were not big, but they hung low in a smooth sack below this hardening piece of monster black man meat. As it grew hard in front of my eyes, he said something and all the four dropped their trousers. I was in for another hot session.

His cock was now hard and sticking straight out from his body. It was now at least eighteen inches long and still the thickness of my forearm. Two of the young guys pulled a desk away from the wall and the other two pushed me down onto it. My legs were stretched apart and immediately someone was tying my ankle to each leg of the table. With my ass so open I knew I had no hope to fight this monster. I was pulled forward by the arms by two of the guys, my cock poked down under the desk. The big man had found some cream and was liberally coating ass, working first two then three and then all his fingers including his thumb into me. He was really stretching me out and it was starting to hurt like hell. I kept quiet and tried to relax. I look around and saw my young friend with only his cock head in his mouth as this was all that as going to fit. He was now rock hard and his cock curled up slightly to his right. It was all wet and shiny from the spit. He pulled it out of my young friend’s mouth and lined up behind me. I have never been so afraid of being fucked. This cock could do me some real damage. He line up to my slippery stretched ass as he started to penetrate me further. He had been working his way into me for about five minutes and was still only half way. The pain started to ease as he put more cream onto the remaining part of his shaft. With steady force he slowly pushed his cock all the way to the hilt into me and he lay forward onto me and rested. He said something and my ankles were untied. He stood me up and slowly moved his cock inside me. It felt so good with this man so for inside me. They moved the desk and one of the guys lubed up my cock with the cream. I was nearly out to it with the feeling of complete pleasure. My eyes were close as I felt someone in front of me. As I looked it was my young friend backing onto my cock. I felt my cock slip easily into him. The desk was brought back and we were both pushed forward over it. The big guy then started to fuck me like I had never been fucked before. He was touching places that had never been touch before and would most likely never be touched again. He pumped my ass with so much force that I did not need to move to successfully fuck the young ass under me. I was drifting in and out of pure sexual ecstasy, every point of my body was alive and I felt as if this man was masturbating me from the inside. I came about three time inside my friend and still felt there was more to come.

The big guy was wet with sweat as he pounded harder and harder into to my ass. I could feel him swell as I knew he must be close. I did not want this to end. It was the hottest sex I had ever had. By this time two of the other guys were fucking right next to us and the tall skinny guy was around the back of the big guy. I looked over his shoulder and I think he had his long thin cock up the big guy. For as the big guy started to scream and explode inside me so did the thin guy behind. With this I blew my fourth load into the young ass. My bowls were so full the semen must have just been forced out as it ran down my leg. I could feel it warm. We all collapsed in exhaustion and he slowly pulled out the best cock I’d ever had.

He smiled and kissed me full on the lips, pulled up his fatigues and left us still laying on the desk.

After a rough clean-up we headed back to the camp. I was put into a hut and the door was locked behind me. I found a bed a drifted off to sleep. Sometime later I was awoken by the door opening and Jose entered and the door was again locked. He told me that he and Mike had been made to perform in front of the head man. Mike was made to fuck him. He said all the big coloured guys were jacking their cocks and he was made to eat most of the cum as Mike kept fucking away, but they had not let him cum. I asked him if he was horny and he said he sure was. Then he asked if he could fuck me. We had never made love together by ourselves and I was partly in love with this guy. He was so hot. I smiled and kissed him as I undid his pants. He was not wearing any underwear as they dropped to the floor. I followed them and scooped up his big dark cock into my mouth. He let me suck him for a while then stood me up and turned me around. He spat on his hand and lubricated my ass, then slowly, while both of us were standing, slid his big dark cock into my warm and waiting hole. His foreskin pealed back allowing easy entry. When he was fully inserted his hands moves to my front, one encircling my cock and the other taking hold of my balls. As he nibbled on my neck he slowly started fucking me. I was in seventh heaven as he slowly works his thick cock deep into me, his hand was using my precum to lube up my cock head as he massaged it and his other hand squeezed my balls with just the right amount of pressure. He fucked me slowly and with intent. His cock moving in and out of my tight ass.

He kept massaging the end of my cock with my pre cum. It was so intense. I could not help myself. My ass contracted around his juicy cock as I let fly with wad after wad of cum. I could feel his cock swell as he also fill my guts with his thick juice cum. I very much wanted it to be filling me from both ends. We collapsed together and quickly fell asleep.

We were roughly awoken just before sunrise and dragged out naked by six or seven big black guys. I thought this was to be the end. We were tied to posts in the middle of the main yard and Mike was dragged out of one of the smaller huts and tied next to us. We had our arms tied to the post above our heads and our legs stretched wide apart and tied to stakes in the ground. Naturally we were still all naked with our jewels dangling for the world to see.

Two guys came to each of us and tied a thin leather strap around our balls and this was tied to another stake in the ground directly below. This really stretched our balls to the point of being quite painful. We really did not know what was to happen next.

As we were getting really worried about our future, four big guys dragged out this other very big black guy into the yard. The big boss was there all dressed up in his flash uniform. They dragged this guy out and tied him, over a rail in front of us. With him bent over the rail, his hands tied to some staked in front of him and his legs stretch wide like ours and also tied to stakes. He was dressed in baggy shorts and a singlet. These were quickly cut from his body by one of the big guys that brought him out and he was left there naked. His arse and his big balls and cock dangling in front of us.

The boss man made some big comments to all the men who had gathered around and they all dropped their clothing. There was sixty or seventy naked guys all stand there waiting to see what was to happen.

One of the guys that had brought him out, tied his balls to a stake as ours were and then lubed up his arse. Then one by one each of the men in the group got their cocks hard and deposited a load inside him. After six or seven had fuck him and left their load, all you could see was all the thick white cum running out of his arse and down legs.

This went on for about two hours, until all the guys had fucked this guy. I have no idea what he had done to deserve this punishment, but worse was still to cum.

After they had all fucked him, all that is apart from the boss guy, one of the four that had dragged him out produced an long curved pole about two inches thick. This he preceded to insert into the guys arse. He screamed as it was pushed in about a foot. As soon as this was done I felt a similar piece of wood being inserted into my arse. I look around and there were two guy poking the same type of wood into my arse as well as Joel’s and Mike’s. After all the fucking it slid in quite easily and without much pain.

The pole in the black guy’s arse was then pulled back and a thin rope that was tied at the end, was tied around his neck. This made him pull his head back to try and release the pressure of the stick in his arse. With all the drying cum starting to set around his nuts and legs, the same guy tied another thin leather thong around his nuts and snapped it real tight. The guys let out a scream at this point. The other black guy then pulled out a big knife and grabbed the guy’s big black nuts in his left hand. By this time the guy’s big black cock was rock hard and poking out of its foreskin, as were ours as we watched. He then pulled his balls back towards him, put his knife under them and with a swift cut, cleanly removed the guy purse and nuts with one single swipe. As he did, the big guy screamed and unloaded the biggest load of thick pure white cum I had ever seen. There was deadly silence in the camp. The castrator then walked towards us. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure it could heard. He stopped in front of me and grabbed my balls, pulling the stake they were tie to out of the ground. I held my breath as he placed the blade of his knife against my ball bag. He looked me in the eye and then turned to the other two and said in good English. “If any of you boys fuck with a woman while you are here, you will suffer the same punishment.” He then let go my balls and I nearly passed out with relief.

The poles were removed from our arses and we were untied and lead back to the hut. We sat in the cool hut for the rest of the day and recovered from our ordeal. After that we really had the freedom of the camp and all the great guys there

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Yep, you read the title correctly.  This is the true tale of the first gay party I attended in the late 90s. The tale of finally excepting I was a true bottom slut and not just a BI guy playing with other boys…

I was probably about 20, 21 and never attended anything like this. The party had maybe 25 to 30 men naked, drinking, smoking, sucking and fucking everywhere I looked…it was so hot!

For those that don’t know, AOL was the end all be all of internet for most people in the late 90s, early 2000.  One of the best features was AOL Messenger.  It was an amazing place to get super nasty with people all over.

I had been chatting with an older gentleman who wanted to fuck my tight young ass.  He ended up living really close to me so I decided to meet him and see where it goes.  He was much older, gray hair, and from the outline showing through his robe very well endowed. 

We spoke for a while and he told me all about his fantasies of forcing young virgins to take his cock deep inside. Using younger boys to fulfill all his horny fantasies…Taking no mercy on the tight asses of young mans like me. Spanking the bad boys, and spanking the good boys even harder.  I decided to play along. I can take orders.

In no time he had me on my knees sucking his beautiful mushroom headed cock, massaging his balls…he was getting rock hard, and had hold of the sides of my head face fucking me. I could feel him growing and pulsating in my mouth as he shot ropes of hot cum down my throat. I sucked him dry, he then pulled me up off my knees and spun me around pushing me on all fours. I could feel his cock at the entrance of my hole, and I could feel the cold lube being spread around…his cock still so hard as he popped his tip in me, I moaned loudly trying to prepare myself as he slid more in…

As he filled my ass with his engorged meat I squealed like a young pig being branded.  He pounded my ass hard, deep and without restraint. I could feel his cock growing in me  and he exploded deep in me collapsing on my back driving me to the floor. We laid there catching our breath, his cock still in me slowly softening till he popped out.

We got up, cleaned off and he began telling  me all about a party he was having later that night. Naked fun for all. People will be naked, fucking and cumming everywhere he explained. I was intrigued…and I was in.

It was about 9pm when I went back to the party house. He had us enterering the side yard, through the garage with it all set up to undress, hang up your clothes if you wanted. I figured why not and stripped, grabbing a towel to wrap around my waist and headed into the yard. It was shocking, it was surprising and it was heaven…naked guys everywhere rubbing, kissing, sucking, fucking…it was a dream and I couldn’t wait to dive in.

I wondered around checking out the different places, different rooms, trying to figure out where to begin. Looking in one room about 6 guys sitting in a circle on the floor passing around a joint, and a bottle of vodka…let’s start here I thought. 

I entered and they instantly made room in the circle for me. As I sat one of the guys leaned over and kissed me deep, long and hard. Pulling back he handed me the bottle and lowered his head to my lap taking my cock in his mouth…I took a drink of the vodka and passed it to the guy next to me…following the gentleman sucking my cock I leaned over to the guy I just handed the bottle to and took his cock in my mouth…as his cock grew in my mouth I realized that everyone in our circle was rubbing, sucking or fingering each other…this was hot. The gentleman who had been sucking my cock had stopped and switched to eating my ass, I was in heaven.  Lifting my head from the cock I was worshipping I looked around the room, it was amazing. Everyone had their cocks in someone’s mouth, hand or ass…

It was about that time I felt the cold wetness of lube being squirted on my ass…a finger sliding in me, I continued to suck this man’s cock as my ass was being prepared for more.

As the cock in my mouth began to swell I felt the familiar touch of a cock head being rubbed on my hole. I worked harder on the cock in my mouth as I felt the burn of a decent size cock sliding in my rectum…he pulled almost all the way out and slamming it back in…I was in heaven. This was the first time I had been split roasted like this…

The cock I had been working on was about to explode and I would be ready to suck every drop down…and at about the same time the cock fucking my ass exploded deep in me…He pulled out and told me to clean him up, I took is cock happily in my mouth as the other gentleman was done and moving to the side.

I felt another cock at my ass ready to impale me and impale he did, balls deep first push. I squealed, and he laughed. “Take it bitch” he said. “Gentleman we have a true bottom slut here, line up and let’s impregnate him with all you got” he continued. All the guys in the room cheered. I lowered my head, raised my ass and took it all. I was in pure extasy. 

Number 2 was a bit larger than #1 was, and he was working my ass like I hadn’t gotten in a while.  I could feel him getting close…and with a final hard slam he came in me what felt like a gallon of hot cum…I could feel it splashing out of my hole. Just like #1 he came around to my mouth for me to lick him clean…and #3 was slamming home. He was much thinner than the other 2, but longer, much longer. I could feel him hitting places inside me that no other cock has touched…10 or 11 inches long.  I was getting spent, luckily #3 came fast. It was getting a bit uncomfortable.

Before #4 could insert his cock in me I excused myself to the restroom and cleaned up a bit and catch my breath. 

I decided to go outback instead of back to the room. I knew the other guys in that room would be disappointed I didn’t make it back, but it’s Jacuzzi time I thought. 

As I approached the Jacuzzi I realized there were 3 very large bear daddies in there already, naked, and very large…my heart and mind raced and I gave in…I went for full slut mode. 

As I raised myself up to get in…we all exchanged greetings and introductions as I stepped in. 

As I was slowly sitting down, one of the men tugged my arm and guided me on his lap…smiling, and laughing and commented on my little cute ass. I landed on his big lap, and I could feel his stiff cock find its home right between my ass cheeks.  I wondered if he could feel my greased, stretched hole in the water…

The guys laughed, and joked about who was going to fuck me first…I smiled, turned my head and kissed the big guy I was sitting on hard and deep. The other two men clapped and cheered. As I kissed him I reached down between my legs and tried to guide his stiff, huge cock in my ass…I lifted my ass a bit, lined him up and sat down, we both moaned loudly. I sat still trying to adjust to his cock deep in me as we continued to kiss.

As I started riding mountain man’s cock up and down the other two men stood in front of me lifting my mouth to their thick cocks. I was having the time of my life with a beer can sized cock in my ass and two others taking turns with my mouth. I could feel #4s cock growing and knew he would be done soon, and just like that he filled me as the 3cocks had before him. 

I stood up off #4 and bent over the side of the Jacuzzi giving what I hoped was #5 and #6 a straight shot at my ready, waiting and willing ass…

It took all of seconds for #5 to slide deep in me. Beautiful cock. Thick as a beer can and just a long as one. I was in pure extasy…No pain, all pleasure as I was being used in the most erotic ways ever. I was finally a true bottom slut and loving it.

#5 was speeding up and really fucking me, I could tell he was close. His cock pulsating and throbbing…he slammed me harder with each thrust and he to filled my waiting ass with his seed. He slapped my ass, pulled out and collapsed back in the Jacuzzi. Before I even realized it, #6 was behind me fingering my ass…he leaned over me, kissed my neck and whispered in my ear “we saved the biggest for last beautiful, and I am going to make you dream about my cock for days”…and he started pushing in…it felt like a baseball bat being shoved in my ass…tears started falling from my eyes…he kept slowly pushing it deeper and deeper…we had started gathering a crowd and as he would push in and pull out forcing more and more of his monstrous tool in me the crowd would cheer him on.

As he slammed more and more in me people were clapping and shouting…FUCK HIM! GIVE IT TO HIM!

I felt like I was going to pass out as I felt is pubic hair on my asshole…he was in and working my hole like no one ever has…He was spanking my ass hard as he fucked me. Calling me a whore, his slut, a faggot, telling me that he was going to rape my ass every day from now on…I could feel his cock growing and pulsating…he was close. 

He sped up and slammed it home as he filled my ass with his seed.  It felt like a firehose filling me. He kept going, thrusting hard and deep. His, and all the rest of the cum splattered from my asshole, he wasn’t done.

He was still hard, still moving fast, still fucking me like his little whore…I was pretty motionless by this point, spent and just enjoying the pleasure of his monstrous cock fully owning my hole. I was begging him to fuck me harder, deeper and he did…then I felt him tense up again and buried himself as deep as he could in me shooting another load I’m me…I was done…

I collapsed on the side of the Jacuzzi, his cock popped out of me, he slapped my ass one more time and said “yeah, I am going to want that hole again, stick around”…

I slowly lowered myself into the Jacuzzi, letting my body relax…I had never, never had so many cocks in me before, I loved it.

I sat and tried to recover, listening to all the fucking going on around me and thought to myself, yes. I could get used to being a slut full-time…yes I could.

To be continued….

I hope you enjoyed this tale of many, many cocks using me. This was a changing time for me and how I was discovering I was more of a btm than just a bi guy enjoying a cock in me once in a while.  

I will be writing part two of this tale and my time with big #6 (Tom) and how I became his summertime slut after the party.

I was frequenting gay dating sites for many years now, but it was only a curiosity of mine, to see other men naked and read stories about their encounters. I began returning more and more often, absorbed by gay fantasies, to the point I imagined myself in them.

I was hoping to meet someone just to talk about my curiosities, but one guy caught my attention, with a friendly message. He was 43, so about 13 years older than me, tall, average built. His profile didn’t reveal anything more, but he introduced himself as a doctor, well mannered, clean, and that he would like to know more about me. He was curious if I managed to meet someone online, as he was ready to give up because he either couldn’t have a meaningful conversation with someone or they were too vulgar for him. I confessed that he was the first that approached me in a pleasent way, all the other messages being too upfront.

We kept talking the following days, mostly about trivial things and I could tell he was a great conversationist.

After a few weeks or so, he mentioned that he will be attending a seminar next week, and he will be in town for the weekend and would very much like to meet for a chat at the hotel he was staying.

I nervously agreed although I was aware of how some of these type of meetings tend to evolve.

I arrived at his hotel room a little after 10 in the evening and knocked on the door., but I almost froze as I entered the room. He reassured me that I was there just for a friendly chat. He started to talk a little about his day and that he was interested to know more about me. We gradually progressed into a casual conversation and I finally got the nerve to sit on the corner of the bed, as he was sitting next to it, in a chair.

       The conversation slowly steered towards our intimate life, and I started to feel more at ease to talk about my desires as I was comforted and told that I can use him as my confident, and that he is happy and finds me very brave for starting to open up.

‘I started to take an interest in men before I was 18 and slowly build up my fantasies to the point where I began imagining how would it be like to be the woman in the porn movies. I started to feel an overwheling feeling when I saw women in pleasure having sex with men, and being dominated and constrained to the point that they eventually surrendered their will and became obedient. I grew fond of the feminity of women and a few months ago I went so far as I bought some lingerie..and…something realistic.. like a man’s…I’m ashamed to say it’

He smiled. I paused for a second, thinking about what I just said. But his look was inviting, like he was on the edge of his seat, wanting to hear more. I still can’t belive that I’ve said so much, but he made me fell very at ease, and I liked how he encouraged me to go on with my story.

‘ It was a very strange and new feeling for me opening the package. Although I lived alone, I opened it in the bathroom with a candle on the floor, and the lights turned off . I felt a churn in my stomach, my heart was beating wildly, and my palms were sweating. I don’t think it was excitement. But the minute I started rolling up the lace stockings, I enjoyed very much what was happening to me. I then put on a pair of panties that left my tiny ass uncovered and a white lacey body that felt incredible on the skin. The final piece was a collar choker, which I thightened to the point I could feel it was bothering me. I turned to look in the mirror. My eyes took a few seconds to adjust in the dim light, but then I started to see myself. It was nowhere near that feminine sight I had in mind. I saw myself in lingerie and felt ashamed. I wanted to take everything off. I looked in the mirror for a few moments, but then I started saying to myself that there is nothing to be ashamed of, that I am not the first one doing this, that nobody sees what I’m doing, that I’m safe.. I turned around, trying to see how I look from behind, but then I set up my phone to take some shots in different positions that I would like to see me, as a woman, in. It was everything from doggy style, to me lying on my side looking over my shoulder, to my back arched, and one of my favourites, while on my knees.

I couldn’t believe what pictures I took. I had a sense of fulfillmet, in a strange way. I definetly liked how I looked when I was with my back turned, but you could tell in the others that my face looked guilty of something. I had mixed feelings about what I was doing, but I finally decided that I should go all the way, to try something new, that I always wanted and fantasised about, and that if didn’t like it, that would be it, nobody would ever know. So I took out from the package one last thing.. a realistic dildo. It was the first time I had seen up close something similiar to my own penis. I felt aroused right away, just by touching it. It was of average lenght, a little bit bigger than mine, and very soft to touch. I put it on the wall in front of me, at my penis height and started rubbing myself onto it, trying to cover it with my precum, to give it an authentic smell and taste. I was doing this for a few minutes, with many thoughts running through my mind, when I eventually stopped and saw myself again in the mirror, this time with different eyes : “Can you do it, or not ? This will change you from this day on ! You went too far this time. Boys don’t do this! Are you a girl ? Are you a sissy girl ? Are you a sissy ? … are you a coward, that can’t go through ? Are you gonna back down in the face of something new ? You are here because of you . Just close your eyes and imagine that this beautiful being here has a name and wants to do something that will set her free. She waited all these years and now she wants to be free. Set Emma free !! Let Emma be what she wants to be..”

I felt a shiver up my spine, of pure arousal, excitement and joy. With the phone recording, I wasted no time in dropping on my knees in front of the phalus. I always dreamead that this is how it was supposed to be, with me looking from below in the eyes of my first before taking it for the first time in my mouth. I had no option but to close my eyes and imagine that I am aproaching his cock with my virgin mouth….

I swallow half of it, just to get a feeling from it. I am flooded with arousal ! The smell, the mouthfeel, the fulness, the salty taste got me dripping furiously like I never experienced before. I was afraid to touch myself as not to cum from the excitement. I am on my knees on the cold floor, eyes closed, a flash in my face, filming myself going back and forth, each time trying to take a little bit more. And Ioving it !

My imagination runs wild while I see myself pleasuring men in my submissive form. My knees start to hurt but I see that only a couple of minutes have passed. “What would I do if I must continue to pleasure a better man until he is satisfied ? I would never quit”

With my knees burning , I continue sucking my ‘man’, with no objection. With the chocker getting tighter around my neck, I put my hands in the back, and imagine being tied and coerced into sucking. My ‘man’ knows how long this journey has been, to reach this moment, to be brave enough to look him in his eye while I swallow his manhood, to offer myself to him dressed in womens clothes and to fell powerless in front of him.

I snap back from this perfect dream, put the dildo on the floor and get into a riding position, carefully positioning the moist tip on my tight pink hole. I lean a little to the back and slowly let the tip penetrate me. I get a sense of pain and arousal, but before i know it, I feel opening up and getting filled with pure pleasure. I get drunk with this feeling and ride it like there is no tomorrow. I start to touch myself to get even more pleasure, but after two strokes I eventually cum. I completly froze after this.

Guilt. I couldn’t be and feel any lower. I was on the floor in a bathroom, just off from riding a dildo, dressed as a sissy. Emma was gone.

A few days later I briefly looked at some shots from my phone, the next week I watched the whole video and by the end of the week I was mouning with a sock in my mouth, hands tied behind my back, riding a dildo in a cold and dark room.’

‘I never imagined you would share this with me. It seems like you’ve been building this desire and having these thoughts in you for quite some time.’

I smiled, we paused for a few seconds, and then he continues :

‘I would like you to stay for a few more minutes, and if after that you decide you got all you came here for, then you can leave’.

I nod to let him know that it’s okay and had no idea what could change in the following minutes. He got up and turned off all the lights, except the one in the bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar.

‘Is this comfortable enough for you?’

He put on some music, at a low level, and before siting down, he asked if I mind if he took off his pants and boxers. He knew I was to stunned to speak, and after a brief moment he did it anyway, sitting only in his tshirt.

He then continued, telling me that he never heard such a fantasy in this much detail.

‘I’m glad you decided to share this with me. It’s not everyday I get to meet someone who so honest about his feelings and insecurities. ‘You’ve stepped a lot of boundries to be here right now, even done things you said you’d never do, I’m sure. I have no expectation for tonight, nothing has to happen. I just want you to try to be yourself.’

All his soft and gentle talk finally paid off, as I decided to take my jacket and shoes off and stay a little longer. I was conquering my fear.

I started to adjust to the low light and my eyes were curious to see what I only imagined. Close to me was a man with a semi erect penis, gazing at me with a warm smile, hoping to catch me take a glimpse at his crotch. It was an akward silence, with me often looking at his manhood, but pleasent thoughts started to invade my mind, and I was relaxing by the second, but at the same time breathing more and more heavily, as in anticipating a climax.

‘I want you to be yourself, or let me convince you that you can be yourself when you are here with me. All that you beautifully depicted is a normal part of who you are, and you shouldn’t have any doubts that you are different in any way. I am here support you in any way, in trying to discover yourself.’

I felt an even more sense of calmness in my body. His words were soothing and were telling me everything I needed to hear to wash away any last doubt that I was in the wrong place.

‘If you want to try something, I am not going to stand in your way. You don’t need to worry about anything, I won’t think any less of you, regardless of what you want to do. I’ll let you decided when you are ready. But don’t think too much about it, sometimes you must act on instinct or listen to your feelings.’

My instincts were telling me to turn around and leave as soon as I entered his hotel room, as soon as I started talking, as soon as I layed on the bed, as soon as I took my jacket off. It was a constant signal that I have to get away, but somehow I was fighting it. This state slowly faded away, as I was being comforted by a man who kept reassuring me that I can keep an open mind about everything and that I cand leave whenever I want.

Seeing that I had to be pushed a little bit more, he adopted a more relaxed position in the chair, put his arms on the armrests and slightly opened his legs a little more, almost like an invitation, guiding me with a nod that this is the next step that I need to take. I asked if he could close his eyes for a few minutes, as I still felt a little scared to make the next move. I got down on my knees between his legs and reached for his cock. I couldn’t believe how good it felt in my hand ; warm and slowly growing as I started massaging it like it was mine, rubbing my thumb over his tip that was oozing with pre cum.

He suggested that we move to the bed so I can be more comfortable, but as soon as he got up from the chair, I felt and intense arousal while seeing his cock almost touching my face. I stopped him, and asked him to look at time. The moment I only fantasised about was finally there, and at that point I didn’t need any more convincing and I was ready to pleasure a man with my mouth.

I first touched his tip with my lips, with my tongue circling around it. I then looked him in the eyes while I slowly swollowed his knob and was making my way down his shaft. I was changed right then and there, and had no doubts that this who I wanted to be from now on. It was the most intense and intimate feeling of having a juicy cock in my mouth, a pleasure that I never thought I could ever experience.

He left out a few moans and I could see that he was happy with what I was doing. He put his hand on the back of my head and started to control the motion I was sucking him. I liked how he was very gentle and kept telling me what a good job I was doing.

We then move over to the bed, with him laying on his back and me to his side, resting my head on his stomach, looking at his beautiful penis. He then put one hand under my chin and was using the other to play with his cock on my lips. I just couldn’t resist and started sucking him off again, licking, kissing and stroking his cock.

I could feel his hand slowly moving on my back, to my waist and then eventually entering my pants, touching my ass cheeks. There was a moment of pause, but I think he had a nice surprise when he noticed I wasn’t wearing ordinary boxers, but panties. I really like how he was touching me and I think my body was really giving him signals that he should continue doing this. He kept squeezing my ass cheeks and moving his hand around them until he eventually reached my hole with his finger. Although I was prepared for anything that night, all cleaned up and lubed, I hoped he did not notice that.

He then told me to take my pants off as he lifted up my shirt over my head. I had reached another definitive moment in my life, as I never Imagined I could be almost naked near another man, wearing women lingerie. I wore what I enjoyed most while crossdressing : over the knee stockings, my favourite panties and a white lace bodysuit, that was covering my crotch but left my hole and ass uncovered. It was what I imagined a man would want to see.

He did not say anything at this point, but put me on my back an started to play with his hand on my chest and nipples, putting his thumb in my mouth, then gentle squeezing again my nipples. He continued to feel my body, constantly moving his hand up and down. I had a sense of freedom that was intoxicating, starting to moan and twist my body as he was gently caressing me. I didn’t want him to stop.

Having so much pleasure from him touching me, I slowly turned to one side, with my back towards him. His slid his hand down my waist, gently pulliny my panties under my ass cheeks and then squeezing them with force.

I hadn’t noticed until then, but there was a big mirror on the doors of the wardrobe, and I could distinguish myself in the low light. I had always hoped to be in such a position, dressed like this and moaning as I was being touched by a man. I knew I surrendered completly to him when he first put a finger in my hole, then two, and started to go gently in and out. His motion kept sending shivers in my body and I felt like I was losing my mind. I turned over my shoulder to look at him, and my hand reached for his cock, wanting to stroke him some more. I was having shortness of breath, my eyes were rolling back and I was practically beggin him to pop my cherry.

I saw him reach under the pillow and take out a condom, and sliding it over his erect cock.

Not more than an hour ago I was fearfully entering the hotel room of a man I hardly knew, and now I was about to be fucked like a woman.

I arched my back in preparation for his cock, that shortly pressed against my pink hole. He swiftly put one hand under me and grabbed me by my throat in a lock, while he was sliding his cock up and down between my ass cheeks.

I could see he was getting pleasure from being dominant, and I realised how horny I can get from having no control over my body. He then gripped both my wrists with his hand as not to put up a fight, and slowly began pushing his cock inside my hole. It was like I was briefly awakend from a beautiful dream and being flooded with even more pleasure. Feeling a real cock inside me for the first time was a feeling I could never forget.

I was moaning, almost in pain, as I didn’t think my hole could stretch to allow his cock to penetrate me. He went slowly, back and forth, patiently and slowly entering me. I felt my body resisting this invasion, but I kept telling myself how badly I wanted to be fucked. I barely finished my thought that I felt him sliding inside me, letting out a deep moan of fulfilment.

My body instantly relaxed and I felt I had no power to move or make a sound. I was still feeling pain from being streched to the limit, but luckily he pulled out. He then proceeded to penetrate me again and again, just a stroke and then pulling out, so that I would adust to my new role.

I was letting signs I started to enjoy his cock entering me, and he quickly switched to faster thrusts while going deeper and deeper in my hole.

I started to enjoy being pounded, to the point I was realeasing high moans and was moving my hips towards his every thrust.

He then turned me on my stomach with my hands underneath me, locked my neck with his arm, and put his whole bodyweight on top of mine.

His cock quickly found my hole and slid a little bit easier inside me. He started slow, letting out big moans, and the gradually increased the speed he was fucking me.

The fact that I couldn’t move or dare to speak, or that I couldn’t object to anything he was doing fulfilled my desire of becoming submissive and I began swearing to myself that I would like to take up cock all my life. This was as close as I had ever been to him, hearing him breath right near my ear. This was such and intimate feeling, and although I never fantasised about kissing a man, I was anticipating the moment when he would slid his tongue in my mouth while he was deep in my ass…but that moment never came..

After a long and deep pounding, he turned on his back, dragging me at the same time on top of him while he was still inside me.

Now, in an overturned position, he held my waist as I struggled to find balance on my legs and arms, but after a few thrusts, I collapsed onto him. He quickly found my hole again, folded my legs to my chest and ferociously started to fuck me again. After he slowed down a little, I begged him not to cum just yet and got on all my fours in a doggy position, waiting for him to come and take me from behind. He could see that I was taking glimpses of myself in the mirror, and that I enjoyed getting fucked.

He then put me on my back, spread my legs and slowly entered, this time watching my expression as he was going in and out. He started going faster and faster, leaning towards me. I could feel him getting more and more aroused and I was pretty sure he would cum any minute. I put both my hands around him, pulled him on top of me and wrapped my legs around him. He must’ve enjoyed having me like this because he soon pulled out, took off the condom and cummed in succesive loads on my chest.

I laid on my back for a few moments while he went to the bathroom. My hole was still pulsing from being fucked like this for the first time and I still found it hard to move. The feeling of excitement was slowly staring to ware off, and the reality of what had happend started to flood my mind.

I began to search for my clothes and to whipe his cum of my chest. When he came out of the bathroom I was completly changed, almost in a state of panic. He must have known what was going on as I excused myself and told him I had to leave.

If the story I am about to relate seems incredulous, I, as the protagonist, was far more stunned than you as it unfolded. 

The 12th of September was like any other day. What I didn’t realize was that it would become a life-changing experience. As my doorbell rang I walked to the door and opened it. In retrospect, I must admit that there was something very familiar about the person standing in my doorway.

“Hi,” I said inquiringly after opening the door.

“Hi,” he answered in a thick accented Italian, before continuing, “My name is Patrizio.”

Baffled, I answered, “I’m Patrick.”

The retort he made got me even more confused, “Yes, I know.”

As I stood looking at him nonplussed, and confused, Patrizio smiled and asked, “Patrick, do you mind if I come inside and talk to you?”

By now, my bizarre barometer had gone into overdrive. ‘What the fuck is this all about?’ I thought to myself.

“Sure… Come in,” I stammered.

I was now overcome by an inexplicable feeling of déjà-vu, like a contestant on a quiz show who knows the answer but cannot bring it to mind. Something about Patrizio was incomprehensibly familiar.  

As we sat down on the stools at my u-shaped kitchen island counter, I politely asked, “Would you like a glass of wine?”

“Grazie… Thanks,” he then countered, correcting himself.

“Red or white?” I responded.

“Red, if you have,” he politely replied.

As it so happened, I was having a glass of red and had an open bottle, “I hope you like this wine,” I proffered as I pour a glass for him. 

“Thanks,” he consciously replied after taking a sip, “It’s good… Grazie.”

“Patrick, I have something to tell you, but I don’t know where to start,” he earnestly uttered.

“Why don’t you start at the beginning,” I joked, uncomfortably picking up on his anguish.

“Was your father’s name Lionel?”

“Yeah,” I replied, now totally perplexed.

“Was he in Italy in the second world war?” he gingerly probed.

“Yes,” I replied, completely mystified at this point.

“Well, I believe you and I, might be brothers,” he tentatively asserted.

The soap-operatic impact of his words practically had me keeling over.

“What?” I cried, having got extended to the outer limits of incredulity.

Patrizio immediately apologized as he observed my flushed countenance. Not only was I flushed, but it felt like the blood in my body had turned to ice.    

Calmly, Patrizio now began to map out the full story that had led him to this point.

In months before the allies liberated Italy in 1943, my father managed to escape, after their platoon had been captured and he sought refuge with an Italian family who took him into their home. They took care of him until liberation took place. During this period, my father had a sexual relationship with Patrizio’s mother, Francesca. It only got realized after my father was reunited with the allies, that Francesca, unbeknownst to him was pregnant. These were hectic times and in the aftermath of that took place, she thought that she most probably never hear from my father again.

Luckily, another guy who had always been besotted with Francesca came to her rescue and saved the day. Antonio saved the day by marrying her and saving her family’s reputation.

Antonio, Patrizio’s ‘father,’ happily raised him as his son, and he had a great relationship with Antonio.  

I, unusually, kept my mouth shut and let Patrizio hold court. The impact of his revelation was so mindboggling in any case that I was stunned into silence.

As Patrizio spoke, I had an epiphany. It occurred to me that both my grandfather and father had gone to war as very young men. I had never grasped the relevance of war but understood the circumstances that could force young men into the horrors of combat. Neither my dad nor grandfather, both of whom loved to regale friends and family with tales of their youth, ever spoke about the war. It was an appalling subject that had been concealed in the recesses of their minds. In deference to them, I realized that is a code of solemn silence between these men, that the rest of us could never, ever grasp. It is as if being privy to man’s inhumanity to other men, they have been stunned into an unspeakable silence.

As Patrizio’s story continued to unfold, he told me that his mother had passed away in her nineties several months before. According to him, she was of very sound mind at the time, and when she revealed the full story, he knew that it wasn’t the geriatric convolutions of a diminishing mind.

After her death, Patrizio became obsessed with finding out about his biological father. Being well-off, he was able to commence an investigation of the matter. The inquiry proved to be simpler than he thought, and in six weeks he had resolved the matter.

He knew that ‘our’ father had passed away thirty years before and that he had married my mother and had a son, me, in 1958.  

What had amused him was when he found out my name was Patrick. One of the things his mother had told him, regarding her relationship with my father, was that Lionel had told her that when he had a son one day, he would name him Patrick. Patrizio felt sure that this is how his mother had also named him as a result of the Italian version of his name. 

There was a sustained respite in Patrizio’s story at this point before he looked at me earnestly and said, “I hope I haven’t caused you unnecessary grief. I thought long and hard about my visit and seriously wondered about opening Pandora’s box. If you want, we could also have DNA tests done.”

“Patrizio, I am stunned. Strangely, I always regretted not having a brother,” I said with a friendly smile.

 Patrizio now got an anxious look on his face as he asked, “Do you have family pictures for me to look at?”

“Sure,” I replied. “I’m sorry I don’t have too many, but I don’t have a photographic obsession,” I apologetically qualified, before tentatively adding, “My father… Our father died before the mobile phone era.” 

After I retrieved and produced my meagre album of family photos, Patrizio looked at them in solemn silence, with the referential expression on his face of an explorer that had traversed the globe and finally spotted a promised new land.   

As Patrizio paged back and forth, I allowed him his silent reverie. “Was Lionel a nice man?” he finally asked.

This question by him was the one I had begun to dread as his tale unfolded.

Subtlety, I opted for the tactic of answering a question with a question. “Did you love Antonio?” I asked.

“Yes, he was a fantastic man,” Patrizio answered with moist eyes.

“Well, I am not going to lie to you, Patrizio. Lionel was a difficult man, and we never got on well.”

At this point, I took up the cudgels and decided to call a spade a spade.

“Patrizio, I am sorry to tell you that you missed out on nothing with Lionel. He wasn’t a nice person.”

Patrizio ruefully shrugged at my revelation. To at least offer him a crumb of comfort, I added an age-old sentiment that had been told to me by my grandmother, Lionel’s mother.

Lionel had lied about his age and went off to war when he was seventeen. My father had done so, emulating my grandfather’s history in the first world war. According to my granny, this had a devastating effect on my father’s life. Dad was never the same after he returned home. Much as I despised him, I always tried to imagine the horrors of war on a seventeen-year-old’s mind.

After this revelation, I decided to spare Patrizio the rest of the tragedy of my parent’s unsuccessful marriage, which lead to my mother’s tragic death at the age of fifty after the hell she had to endure.

In one of my less glorious moments in life, I had chased my father away when he attempted to attend my mother’s funeral, a few years after they had got divorced.

To quote me, on that ignominious occasion, I addressed my father loudly in the church and yelled: “Get the fuck out of here, arsehole! Have you come to see your handiwork?… Please fuck off and show some decorum.” 

“Amazingly, I did get on speaking terms with Lionel after that, a year before his death,” I added, in an attempt to diffuse my outburst.

After my reflective lapse, Patrizio surprised me by asking if I would accompany him to the large mirror in my entrance hall.  

As we stood there looking at our reflections, the familial resemblance was remarkable.

“I don’t think we need DNA,” Patrizio uttered as he placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Nah, I think your investigation was comprehensive,” I replied. Remarkably, Patrizio looked even more like Lionel than me. 

After we again sat down, we got down to the business of our personal lives.

When he asked me if I was divorced, I confessed that I was gay and had never been married.

“Jesus, Patrick, I cannot believe this,” he exclaimed, before excitedly continuing, “it looks like Lionel had two gay sons.”

Being the homophobe that my father was, I almost convulsed with laughter thinking how pissed-off he would’ve been knowing this.

As Patrizio looked at me in astonishment, I haltingly tried to explain my amusement, as I almost choked with laughter.

Once a modicum of normalcy got restored, I got to explain how before my retirement, my lover of ten years and I had a bust-up.

Patrizio’s story was far happier. A year before his mother had passed, after she had got placed in a home due to her failing health, his lover of ten years, a guy named Marco, had then finally moved in with him. Marco and I were the same age.

Patrizio and I then spent the following many hours getting to know one another, and it was the most magical and bizarre night of my life.

In summary, Patrizio had been very successful and owned a villa on Lago Maggiore where he and Marco lived very happily. In his early seventies, he had found contentment.

Although I lived alone, I assured Patrizio that I was also content.

At around two a.m., Patrizio finally left, apologizing for his travel exhaustion. He had booked into a hotel for the night, not knowing what my reception would be.

Without hesitation, I told him to book out and report at my home the following day, an invitation he gladly accepted.

I did not have a sound, night’s sleep after his departure as one would expect, after all the histrionics of the evening. It felt like I was having an otherworldly experience as I lay in bed.

I only got to see Patrizio at noon the following day for lunch. It appeared that we had shared similar experiences as far as sleep was concerned.

Patrizio stayed for another five days, and I do not believe there was a rock that didn’t unearth as we got to know one another. What astonished me most was how well we got along. By a strange twist of fate, it took me over sixty years to find the sibling I had always yearned after. I had never been one for familial affection, but I must admit that the two of us cried like babies when I saw him off at the airport.

I faithfully promised that I would visit sooner rather than later. My decision got hastened when I received an unexpected phone call from Marco.

The call was heartrending. What Patrizio had not told me during his visit, was that he had cancer.  Sadly, he had not responded well to the treatment he had previously received. I was baffled that I had not picked up on this during his visit and had to conclude that he had put his best foot forward and fought hard to hide his pain.

“Please, Patrick, please come to Italy. Patrizio speaks about you all the time. It will make him feel much better if you visit us,” Marco informed me in laboured English. “I’m sorry my English is so poor,” he then added.

“Marco, your English is far better than my non-existent Italian,” I assured him.

As I spoke these words, I thought about Lionel. During my father’s stay in Italy, he had become fluent in Italian. Lionel was not only fluent in English but also in Afrikaans. The other official language in South Africa at that time. Lionel, however, also spoke Zulu. One of the many African languages acknowledged after we transformed into a non-racial democracy in 1994.

A week later, I got collected from the airport by Marco. He proved to be the first of my two surprises of the day. Marco was a large and handsome papa bear, with a salt and pepper beard and hair on his head. Marco had a well-tanned complexion and had the most arresting slate-grey eyes. He was gorgeous!

The thing that pleased me most is how Marco couldn’t stop staring at me with a look of reverence in his eyes. I knew that Marco was smitten with Patritzio, and the familial resemblance had a powerful effect on him. 

My second surprise was that we made our journey to Lago Maggiore in a Ferrari Dino. Although it wasn’t the most comfortable trip, being in an iconic car with a hunk sitting next to me, I couldn’t care less.

Upon our arrival at the most charming villa, I got taken upstairs to see Patrizio. After the most affectionate greeting, Patrizio asked Marco to give us some time alone. Compliantly, Marco then took his leave.

“So, Patrick, what do you think of my sexy Ragazzo?” Patrizio asked.

Although I was unfamiliar with the term ‘Ragazzo,’ I got Patrizio’s drift.

“Well, judging by everything I have encountered so far today, I would have to say you have impeccable taste,” I answered.

“Good,” Patrizio uttered with a devilish grin. “Well, why don’t I show you your room?” Patrizio then suggested.

On the journey there, I was struck by how frail Patrizio had become since I saw him last.

When he returned to his room, I offered him my arm and made sure he was comfortable.

Before I left, he said, “Patrick, let’s enjoy tonight. I want you to experience the beauty of Italy. Tomorrow morning, you and I need to have a serious talk.”

That evening, after Marco had accompanied Patrizio to the terrace where we would be having dinner, I had one of the most magical nights of my life. I hope that the readers of this tale can relate to what I am about to recall. If you have ever found yourself at a place in time when you wished that time would stop, and you could forever be suspended in a state of bliss, this was that moment for me.

The food, the music, and the ambience were breath-taking. Above all, Patrizio was in fine spirit, regrettably the last time that this would happen.

As we finally made our way to bed, I got overcome by a melancholy of unspeakable sadness. Once in my bedroom, I had an overwhelming feeling that Marco would visit me. Much as I would’ve loved that, I didn’t want to sully the evening with a base sexual encounter. Resultantly, I locked my door. I was, therefore, not surprised when I heard my doorknob unsuccessfully turning a while later.

The following morning, when I joined Patrizio, he asked, “Why did you lock your door last night?”

“Because, mia Fratello (my brother), last night was all about you,” I answered.

A strange look of acknowledgment now decked Patrizio’s face. “Everything happens in its own good time,” he then replied.

The next part of our conversation was mind-blowing. Patrizio had drafted his will and was going to sign it when his lawyer arrived later that morning. He had left everything to me, explaining that Marco’s family were never going to get their hands on his fortune. Patrizio despised them and thought they were scum. As far as Marco was concerned, however, for the remainder of Marco’s life, Patrizio wanted Marco to have life rights until his death. Marco would also receive a substantial monthly allowance. Who I decided to leave the fortune to after my death, was my own business, as long as Marco’s family were not the recipients.

As I began to object, Patrizio summarily dismissed my protestations out of hand. “Don’t fight me on this Patrick, these are my final wishes,” he answered, before adding, “We are famiglia.”

As I sat there stunned, he looked at me and said, “Don’t lock your door again, Marco, is a ‘stalleno a letto’.”

That night Patrizio had a disastrous evening, and Marco and I spent the night in his bedroom. The following day, Patrizio was taken to hospital and soon slipped into a coma. His end came shortly, and I was overwhelmed by the unbelievable funeral that he received. The ultimate testament to a man’s life is the adulation that he receives. Patrizio was shown the most breathtaking respect.

From the night after his funeral, my door never more got locked, and Marco lived up to his reputation.

Marco was an astonishing and gifted lover. He had the most incredibly large uncut dick that drove me crazy. To add to my bliss, Marco also had a libido, the likes of which I had never before experienced. The man was an insatiable animal in the bedroom.

My half-brother had incredible taste.

Dedicated to HT3 LeMaire. Serving together in Repair Division there was instant affinity, an unexplainable connection – the recognition and unification of one soul abiding in two bodies. Friend, lover, part of me, I valued him as my own life.

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There’s nothing like being attached to a sea-going command.

Arduous 14-hour workdays. Three section watch standing. Long chow lines. Restricted water-hours. Ceaseless training, drills, and tactical exercises. Between flight quarters, general quarters, and underway replenishment evolutions, the crew doesn’t sleep for 24 to 36 hours at a time.

An exhausted Ensign Rozo retires to his stateroom.

Waiting inside is his favorite sailor.

HT3 Timothee LeMaire.

A pulchritudinous sailor of dazzling perfection, LeMaire has curly chestnut-brown hair, high cheekbones, expressive wide eyes, and an infectious smile with inviting voluptuous lips. Snapping to attention, he’s freshly showered, naked, and draped in youthful perfection.

“Standing-by as ordered, sir.”

“At ease sailor.”

Shedding khaki coveralls the officer embraces LeMaire from behind. Pressing their bodies together, affectionately kissing the sailor’s neck, licking his ear, he reaches around and gently plays with the erect nipples – miniature mouth-watering morsels.

Experienced fingers tease the sensitive points, traverse the taut abdomen, and terminate in a trimmed tuft. Tugging on the tumid tool he thrusts his tongue in the sailor’s ear.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispers.

Rozo’s body radiates the alluring scent of British Sterling cologne, an intoxicating blend of bright citrus, warm woods, amber, and lush moss. Suffusing the stateroom, the rich, full-bodied, and complex earthy fragrance with sophisticated warmth accentuates his masculinity.

“Oh sir you smell amazing!”

Emotionally bonded, LeMaire breathes deeply and absorbs the enticing cologne and pheromones – igniting a profound yearning for physical intimacy. Simmering with desire he feels the officer’s tumescence pressing against him.

Bludgeoned by childhood trauma, craving acceptance and affection, the sailor is searching for love in the Navy. In a moment of clarity, looking to consummate their relationship and fend off shipmates, LeMaire musters considerable courage and makes a seminal decision.

“Sir, you… you can have me.”

“W… what?”

LeMaire presses his ass against the officer.

“You know.”

As government property LeMaire understands he belongs to the Navy. And any officer has the right to utilize him in the best interest of national defense. Fortunately he’s Rozo’s boy, and therefore per naval etiquette off-limits to the crew and other gentlemen.

“Oh… umm, really?”

“Yes sir. If you want.”

Surprised by the unexpected offer, Rozo contemplates the sailor’s gorgeous ass – soft and sensuous, enticing and inviting. In truth he should have already exercised his congressionally bestowed prerogative as a Naval Officer and forcibly taken the boy.

Harboring intense feelings for the sailor, however, he resists baser predatory urges. Safeguarding LeMaire’s innocence, he’s redirected aggression towards insignificant bottom dwellers… using them for release from the hardwired biological imperative to implant seed.

If he wants?

That’s ridiculous. Of course he wants.

He’s envisioned an idyllic setting for their union.

Entwined on a secluded Caribbean beach, a seductive ultramarine surf caresses their naked bodies as sunset’s last golden rays reflect in LeMaire’s expressive eyes. Lost in passionate desire Rozo presses up inside the sailor and takes possession of the boy… unifying their fractured souls.

Unfortunately the next port of call isn’t scheduled for another four weeks. And LeMaire’s offer is irresistible. Being only human, beholden to fortune and fate, the officer is consumed by the undeniable offer. And his resolve to wait rapidly weakens and suddenly evaporates.

“Have you taken it before?”

“No sir. Never.”

Virgin sea-pussy. Unadulterated. Unsullied.

How’s that possible?

“I’ve been saving myself.”

Ascending the dizzy peak of anticipatory wanting, with elevated heart rate Rozo grows lightheaded – trembling like leaves on a quaking aspen. Eager to explore the pristine territory, he imagines the intense pleasure of claiming the boy’s irreplaceable virginity.

“You know it will hurt some, right?”

“I do.”

During his stint in the Navy LeMaire has observed predators subjugate and utilize new sailors and midshipmen. Dominant alpha males with little thought or concern for their quarry’s discomfort delight in showing-off for appreciative audiences.

Establishing new or confirming existing reputations, they violently thrust balls deep inside inadequately prepared orifices, leaving a wake of devastated and distraught punks. Once fucked communal holes are passed around and enjoyed by shipmates.

The preponderance of sailors fight to protect their most precious possession… hoping to finish their enlistment without getting brutally stuffed up the ass.

“I’ve dreamed about taking it from you, sir.”

LeMaire isn’t the only dreamer on this desperate voyage. Rozo has been plagued with wild imaginings and nightly phantasmagoric visions of the sailor – Freudian manifestations of desperate subconscious desires to merge flesh and spirit.

The air is charged with expectancy as the officer’s blood engorged authority presses insistently against the plush gift, impatiently demanding consummation of the union.

“Who owns this enlisted ass, sailor?”

“You sir.”

Addressing the matter of lubrication, Rozo applies MIL-L-46017 oil to his fingers. The high quality machine tool lubricating oil prevents slide way stick-slip and facilitates smooth and precise drilling, milling, and grinding operations.

Reaching down, navigating in restricted waters, inquisitive fingers carefully explore the channel. Slowly spreading the sailor open, reaching his destination, toying with and cajoling the reluctant ring, he lubricates, manipulates, and dilates the opening.

“How does that feel?”

“Umm… strange, but good.”

Spreading the lubrication he massages the boy’s silky-smooth sacristy. His other hand gently strokes the sailor’s shaft, rubbing the leaking juices around the swollen head.

“Oh sir I’m close. Request permission to blow tubes.”

“Negative. Permission denied.”

Blowing tubes is the engineering procedure for removing soot from main propulsion boilers utilizing 300-psi steam through rotary blowers. A messy process. Producing clouds of fine black soot covering the flight deck and everything downwind, permission is required before accomplishment.

Euphemistically the term also refers to a sailor jettisoning jam.

Tugging firmly downward on LeMaire’s heavily laden balls to prevent premature ejaculation, Rozo brings the sailor back from the dangerous precipice. Marching him to the officer’s rack he presses downward and the sailor willingly descends.

Rozo admires the boy’s vivacious eyes, inviting voluptuous lips, and smooth creamy skin stretched over taut muscles. Reminiscent of the reclining marble statue of the Greek youth Hyacinth, sculptured by François Joseph Bosio, housed in the Musée du Louvre.

“You look amazing,” as he examines the ephebe.

According to Greek mythology Hyacinth, a beautiful young man and lover of Apollo, the radiant archery god, was also greatly admired by Zephyr, the god of the West Wind. Jealous that the boy preferred Apollo, Zephyr blew Apollo’s discus with force, striking and killing the boy. Grief stricken Apollo made the flower hyacinth (modern day iris) from the boy’s spilled blood, his tears staining the delicate petals.

With clarity of purpose Rozo positions the sailor and takes residence atop his beloved boy, chest-to-chest, heart-to-heart, like Apollo upon Hyacinth as tears of joy fall, wetting his face.

Staring into LeMaire’s eyes, penetrating the boy’s soul, impaling him with his power, the officer leans forward and presses against the parted lips. Entwined, kissing passionately, stealing his breath, thrusting his tongue inside, he rapes the boy’s willing mouth.

“Mmm…,” the sailor moans, flush with desire.

“Tell me what you want.”

“You know sir.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

“I… I want you inside.”

Taking command, he lifts LeMaire’s compliant legs, presses down on muscular thighs, spreads him open, rotates hips, and folds the sailor in half… knees pressed to chest.

“Ask for it like a sailor.”

Gathering courage, LeMaire trembles involuntarily with unbearable anticipation, betraying excited helplessness. He knew this moment was inevitable… but never envisioned begging for its accomplishment, happily offering his masculinity for consumption.

“Respectfully request permission to be fucked, sir!”

“Very well. Standby to be boarded.”

“Aye, aye, sir.”

* * *

5,200 swinging dicks aboard the aircraft carrier.

The preponderance 18 to 22 years old.

Concupiscence stirs and countless clandestine collaborations of convenience commence. At any given moment dozens of sea dogs align eductors (a liquid jet pump), pump bilges, and discharge the quintessence of masculinity into submissive bottom dwellers.

Down convulsing two-blocked throats.

Up spasming sphincters into succulent sea-pussy.

And who doesn’t enjoy sailing the high seas with shipmates?

* * *

“This might sting a little.”

Rozo takes charge of the nervous sailor, shifts colors, and gets underway.

Held tightly, LeMaire moans uncontrollably as the officer assaults him with kindness and pushes carefully but insistently against the intractable orifice. Responding to the relentless pressure it struggles valiantly to retain structural integrity.

The lubricating oil, however, performs per military specifications. And the aperture slowly yields to superior force. Silently asking for forgiveness, the officer suddenly stiffens, thrusts forward, and bursts through… entering elysian-fields.

“Aauggghh,” LeMaire cries, stunned by the violent breaching.

Locking mouths they share the glorious pain.

The sailor’s countenance conveys intense agony as tears stream down his contorted face. Clutching muscles instinctively spasm and squeeze, vainly trying to expel the unexpected visitor.

“That wasn’t too bad. You okay?”

“Y… yes sir,” the brave sailor responds, clearly lying.

The involuntary contractions feel wonderful for Rozo; for the sailor, not as much. Shocked, struggling to accommodate the blood-engorged glans, the undeniable truth immediately registers on LeMaire: getting fucked hurts like all hell!

“Ok. Now relax and push out.”

Rozo forces the first few thick inches up inside the boy.

“Oh god. Please go slow, sir.”

Focused, grunting, and gritting his teeth, clutching the sheets in his hands, spreading his legs wider to facilitate penetration, LeMaire’s determined to transcend the excruciating pain. Absorbing the initial agony he’s hoping for ensuing pleasure.

Pain and pleasure, primordial contrary forces… complementary, interconnected, and interdependent, give rise to each other’s quiddity. Providing meaning and structure, it’s impossible to speak of one without simultaneously acknowledging the other.

“Take deep breaths. It will pass.”

“Yes, sir. Please, give me a moment.”

Resisting the imperative to drive balls deep inside, fighting strong undeniable urges to slam fuck the sailor, Rozo provides LeMaire time for acclimation. Licking the sailor’s tears, the saltiness resonating on his tongue, he luxuriates in the intense tightness.

“Let me know when you’re ready.”

“Thank you, sir.”

After a few minutes the sailor pushes back gingerly, signaling he’s prepared to recommence the deflowering. Locked in the physical joining, flames of desire consume the Ensign as drops of perspiration descend upon the sailor’s heaving chest.

Rocking gently fore and aft, displaying commendable compassion, more of the avaricious shaft advances through the aperture. Around several bends and constrictions. Stretching and straightening the malleable passageway.

“You got most of it. Just a few inches more.”

The thickest most challenging part at the base remain.

“I… I don’t think I can take it,” LeMaire panics.

“Of course you can. You’re a US Navy sailor.”

Exceptionally well trained, disciplined, and determined, enlisted men of the United States Navy can accomplish even the most arduous assignments. The envy of other nations, their professionalism, skill, and indomitable spirit is legendary.

Exceeding perceived limitations, breathing rhythmically, LeMaire pushes outward, momentarily releasing the death grip. Sensing an opportunity, gravity lends assistance as the officer descends the last few inches, bottoming out inside the sailor, utterly filling him.

“Oh fuck!” LeMaire cries, shocked by the fullness.

“That’s it… you’ve got it all.”

The triumphant officer savors the moment’s perfection. Moist and tight, an indescribable delight, there’s nothing like it… the overwhelming pleasure of owning an irreplaceable enlisted cherry and being fully sheathed inside the glorious glove.

“So full. Like I’ve got the main mast stuffed up my ass.”

Placing his hand upon the boy’s lower abdomen, rubbing the extended tummy, Rozo feels himself protruding from inside the sailor. Amazingly the outline of the thick 8-incher with prominent mushroom head is discernable under LeMaire’s stretched skin.

He places the boy’s hand on the swollen abdomen.

“You feel that?”

“Yes sir,” responds the shocked sailor.

“That’s me inside you,” said Rozo with immense pride.

Underway, making way, Rozo slowly traverses back and forth inside the serpentine passageway. Savoring the amazing feeling, it’s the tangible expression of their special relationship. United in ecstasy the initial searing pain slowly transforms into exquisite pleasure.

Dancing in the dark, waltzing in the wonder, LeMaire closes his eyes as the Ensign serenades him with long deep strokes. Penetrated to unfathomable depths, experiencing unimagined desire, panting with excitement, the sailor begins to understand the profound pleasure of submission.

“Mmm…. fuck me. Fuck me.”

And the officer rings-up all ahead full.

Physically bonded, locked in a passionate intertwining of limbs, immersed in a wondrous erotic rapture, intensity heightens as heartbeats synchronize. Consuming each other’s desire, acting and acted upon, the dancers are indistinguishable from the dance.

A hypnotic symphony of moans, groans, labored breathing, squelching lubricant, and rhythmic collision of sweaty flesh reverberates off the stateroom’s bulkheads and propagates down the passageway.

Inspired by the ‘Magic Fire Music’ in Richard Wagner’s ‘The Valkyries’, the second opera in the mighty ‘Ring Cycle’, the rising horns, piercing piccolos, plangent cellos, frantic flutes, and brutal violins throw up sparks, blazing, and menacing.

Officer and sailor are consumed in the conflagration.

Individuality ceases to exist. Like the profound connection between Alexander the Great and Hephaestion, Achilles and Patroclus, Rozo and LeMaire share one soul abiding in two bodies. Fused, reborn, their spirit soars like a mythological Phoenix.

From the heights they see the other as an integral part of the whole.

“Call me by your name and I’ll call you by mine,” whispers Rozo.

Breathing faster, lurching forward, thrusting deeper, Rozo climaxes and inseminates the sailor – shooting sacred seed inside the sanctuary. Simultaneously LeMaire uncontrollably blows tubes – violently jettisoning chunky white jam between them.

Slowly descending the pinnacle of pleasure, gently brushing the hair from LeMaire’s adoring eyes, smiling tenderly, Rozo kisses his beloved sailor.

“That was amazing.”

“Thank you sir for having me.”

Physically and emotionally exhausted, the serene sailor breathes deeply and within minutes contently falls asleep and dreams of spending eternity with his officer. Made whole, Timothee LeMaire has found love and an essential part of himself in the Navy.

Amor Vincit Omnia.

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Comments and readers’ experiences with sailors, shipboard or ashore, are always of interest.

I veer from my current story to pick up on an opportunity to expand on one of my previous stories, don’t worry I’ll get back to “Our Sophomore Year” shortly after this break, this idea just intrigued me too much to ignore.

Since this is somewhat a combination of 2 stories by 2 Gay Demon authors I’m classifying it as a new story but referencing both names with a separate “A” Chapter number, which show the original chapters where each original story references. 

A quick background, As most of my loyal/repeat readers know, I’m a huge fan of the author on this site, Lil Guy’s stories, I highly recommend if you haven’t read them that you defiantly check his stories out as well. We have each made subtle references to each other’s stories in the past, and in his recent chapter 24 of ”Losing My Religion” series he mentioned a resort clerk in Phoenix named Jeff, who was working at a Miami resort in my chapter 18 of “Growing up on the Family Farm” who was looking to transfer to a resort in Phoenix AZ. Low and behold Lil Guy brought my “Jeff” back into his story, and now in his style I will begin this sub chapter that I’ll call

    “Jordan’s and My Story”

A brief review: Jordan and I have been married a year now, and true to Jordan’s planning nature, he made arrangements with Chet and his partner, my brother Ted, (yes they are gay too) for us to escape the daily farm chores for an anniversary vacation and 2nd honeymoon, this time, at an all gay membership resort in Phoenix Az.

We’re both redneck hicks, farm boys, from a conservative Midwest town who neither of us ever left far from home, that is till last year when we got married and went to Miami for our honeymoon, we thought we were a progressive, new world gay couple that also happens to fool around incestuosly with my brother Ted and his partner Chet. Boy were our eyes opened when we saw the out and proud tourists at a Miami hotel we spent our honeymoon in.

Well fast forward 1 year and my husband Jordan has booked us an even more progressive vacation, this time at an all inclusive gay resort in Phoenix complete with clothing optional areas.

We arrived in Phoenix about 1 pm as we came from the baggage area there was a decked out limo and driver holding a sign with our names on it, as we walked out in the hot dry desert air, crap it felt like it was 105. The driver Richard, grabbed our bags and set them next to the car as he held the door open for me and Jordan as we slid across the “U-shaped seat complete with champagne, LED mood lighting and music playing. We embraced in a thank you to each other anniversary kiss as the driver placed our bags in the trunk, and climbed back in the drivers seat asking if the AC was high enough as he buckled himself in, before closing the privacy window. We took the short ride across Phoenix to a luxurious oasis looking building against the backdrop of the desert hills, spotted with saguaro cacti, but as the car approached the giant shaded valet awning, the fountains and lush green grass was in sharp contrast to the rest of the desert landscape. The valet staff opened the car doors for us, helping us out as they welcomed us to the resort and the concierge welcoming us by name rolled a luggage cart to the trunk to get our bags and he instructed us to follow him to the front counter.

As we entered the lobby through a beautiful atrium, we were hit with almost a bitter cold air conditioning that felt wonderful. I looked over at Jordan and I could see his rock hard nipples perk up right through his polo shirt, I reached up and smiled as I pinched and twisted one between my fingers giggling as he doubled over in slight pain grabbing my hand to make me stop.

At the counter, we were greeted by a really cute guy, who seemed oddly but vaguely familiar, but this was Phoenix and I didn’t know anyone here. He seemed to stare with a dumbfounded look on his face as he processed all the paperwork and explained the rules and regulations of the resort. He also recommended we book our “membership offer” tour (a requirement of our special package deal that Jordan booked) as soon as possible, which we set up for an hour from check in. With that the clerk, Jeff made eye contact with my husband as I got a bit jealous, when he blurted out “Jordan?” We both looked up at him in shock as we both simultaneously said “Jeff”, the waiter from our honeymoon Miami Beach hotel. That we hooked up with, and his fiancé Will, on our honeymoon. Holy shit the three of us began catching up. It turns out he and Will got married and moved out to Phoenix about 8 months prior and he told us we were going to fall in love with this resort, and he hoped he and Will could find some time to get together for old time sake, and told us “Willy works here as well”. Jordan laughed and said seriously we need to plan a dinner or something as we were here till next Saturday. Jeff then gave us a ton of brochures and our wrist band key cards (blue band = new potential member) as he instructed us to wear them at all times as it gets us anywhere in the resort (they especially come in handy when we’re naked and not carrying a key card or wallet around). Then he had a “floater” lead us to our room as he told us our luggage should already be there as the concierge took it straight up, he said for us to meet back down here in the lobby in about an hour to begin our tour.

We got to the room and sure enough there were our bags on a rack next to the bed, the room was perfect overlooking the harsh grey deserts hills, the room was lush and perfect, much nicer than I even imagined, and better than any of the photos on the website. I walked up to Jordan and hugged him as I thanked him for the best year of my life and began kissing him which grew into a groping session, when he stopped me and said we need to do this stupid tour thing in a little while. We shouldn’t start what we can’t finish. So reluctantly I stopped and began putting our things in the drawers and closet, all the while trying to convince him we should just skip the tour, but Jordan insisted we had to do it since it was part of the discounted deal.

By the time we finished and changed into some desert wear it was time to head back down to the lobby. Jeff came from behind the desk and announced he had arranged to be our personal tour guide as he led us to a small conference room. In the room we watched a short promo video, which made us feel this place was too good to be true, and we were waiting for the big sales pitch which both of us already knew we could neither afford or be able to travel enough to utilize the membership benefits but we sat patiently through the presentation. After the price plans and membership levels presentation, Jeff didn’t pursue it any further after we made our initial refusal. Jeff told us on the tour that there was no such thing as a hard-sell here. This place was all about self-expression and relaxation, it was five-star all the way. He seemed to love his job. We walked back through the lobby as he explained the growth of the resort and other locations already opened and the potential future plans and locations, as we walked to, and through one of the two restaurants at the resort and he explained what our level of wristband gave us as far as meals and drinks as well as what doors and activities they provided access to, any add-ons could also be charged to the room via the wristbands, including the items in the gift shops which could be sent to anywhere in the US or to our rooms, crap we didn’t even have to carry anything. Jeff waived his wrist band at a door which clearly stated adults over 18 only, which opened into a lavish locker room, with directional signs to the showers, pool, sauna, and gym.  We walked into the pool area and I swear the 3 of us were the only ones with clothes on. Every freaking person was completely naked, Christ there were even guys giving blowjobs on lounge chairs and there was a couple fucking while others were watching, and guys were beating off as well as just naked people just hanging (and I mean hanging) out, there were guys in the pool, they were old and young, Jeff explained the clientele was a bit on the younger side due to spring break, but there were fat, skinny, tall, short, and everyone was just being free and carefree. It was just another pool party to them, there were waiters or as Jeff called them cabana boys, bringing refreshments and snacks, holy crap I said, every member of the staff was hotter than hell, as we checked them out and they checked us out right back along with the members. we were actually feeling awkward being clothed, Jordan said we’re coming right back here once this tour is over. I looked down and could see Jordan’s tenting going on in his plaid touristy shorts, as I took a moment to give his growing dick a slight love slap, and he backed away with some annoyance. We walked past the sauna/ steam room and stepped outside to walk around the grounds as Jeff explained some of the touristy things they offered at additional costs such as a 2 day overnight trip up to the Grand Canyon about a 4 hour drive or a day trip to Sedona about a 2 hour drive, both on a private 12 person tour van. We opted for Sedona on Monday as we didn’t want to lose any additional time at the resort, even though neither of us had ever seen or would probably ever get back to see the Grand Canyon .

Back at the room we put on our swim suits and headed to the pool, only to remove them in the locker room as we joked with each other, what a stupid move that was, we picked up 2 large thick plush towels as we wrapped ourselves around our waists and headed for the steam room. Once inside it took a few moments to get acclimated to the humid moist steam to see where we could sit, it was a fairly large room and we sat ourselves down at one end as there seemed to be a bit of commotion going on at the other end with what turned out to be some sort of 3 way going on, they were just kids a bit younger than Jordan and I but they really seemed to be carefree probably in college, one guy was laying down, getting a mouthful being face fucked while the other two were lip locked in a kiss as couple of guys standing close by we’re watching intently as they jerked each other off. After a while The steam was a bit much for us so we decided to head back out to the pool. We scoped out the place and headed to what appeared to be 3 empty lounge chairs next to 2 cute young guys in a little alcove setting, (with red wrist bands = guest passes) again about our age or younger, one in “cool dude” sun glasses. As we approached, they made it clear they were holding them for some friends so we continued past them and seeing no other available chairs at the moment, Jordan laid his towel down on the pool deck and sat out on it and I joined next to him. We were pretty close to the guys with the chairs and could overhear them talking, they seemed pretty worked up in disbelief about something, I tried not to pry, but their story totally intrigued us, Jordan mentioned the same thing as we checked out the other hotties around the pool deck and admired each and every one of them, both of us glancing over at the two guys nearby wishing they’d get into something hot n heavy. Then suddenly 3 guys (with yellow wrist bands = day pass guest) approached them and the two guys called waving them over, the 3 guys seemed a bit hesitant as they approached, and one guy was downright beat red with embarrassment. The entire pool deck seemed to follow the 3 young, naked guys as they walked toward the other two who were waving and calling to them obnoxiously. The other two guys obviously knew them. All eyes were on these five friends as the crowd hungerly checked out their testosterone driven hard bodies. Ready, eager and willing, I secretly lusted after them without telling Jordan, but I’m sure Jordan was thinking the same thing. I saw him glance there way a couple of times.

I overheard them talking about 4 wheeling in the desert and then a lively but apparently a bit embarrassing conversation about a steam room encounter, Oh my god we just realized it was the 3 guys from the steam room, and the two guys waving to them were the ones standing there jacking off! My boner was bursting out of its skin about now, they all slipped into the pool for a dip. I decided to seize the opportunity to get closer to the group of hotties and slid into the pool. I scooted and swam between them as I entered, deliberately feeling up the guy in the sunglasses, I think his name was Zach, I slithered my ass across his hard dick as I passed. He grinned at me as his possessive boyfriend swam to his side and introduced himself as Seth.. He casually introduced me to the group as we all stood there naked, I stood in the pool talking with the five guys, they were ridiculously friendly. One of them, the beefier of the group, gave my ass a little squeeze as he shot me an adorable smile. Jordan watched the entire scene play out from his lounge chair as he sipped a cocktail. The whole scene was hotter than hell. I LOVED this place. I was a little apprehensive about the whole clothing optional thing, but damn I felt so free. I got out and began to dry off when Jordan and I decided to head back to the room to relieve some of this pent-up pressure building in our bodies, and mostly our raging hard-ons.

Back at the room wrapped still only in our towels, my beautiful husband took his towel off and began twirling it as he snapped me right on my nuts, just as I dropped mine to the floor. I doubled over in pain onto the bed even though the plushness of the fabric didn’t leave a stinging pain, but Jordan didn’t know any better and he ran to me spreading my legs kissing my balls or I should say ravaging them in his moist and warm slimy spit. My dick immediately jumped to attention as he slid it down his throat, the whole time I was picturing that throuple in the steam room, and that sunglasses clad guys hard dick brushing up against my ass, holy crap, it was hot.

Jordan continued working my member as he moved his mouth all around, side to side and under my balls, knowing just how to edge me and keep me wanting more. This guy that I first taught about gay sex on the stage of that old deserted movie house back home, as he raised my legs and began tongue teasing my man hole, darting it in and out as he changed the curl position of it each time, moving back to my dick in his mouth, his fingers tweaked my nipples when I exploded with streams and streams of what seemed endless cum, the first volley he held me in his throat deliciously swallowing then pulling off as the subsequent volleys arched over his head as he stared me directly in my eyes and mouthed “I Love You” before going back down on my still throbbing but yet leaking dick to finish cleaning it off. I had to reach over and pull his head off me with my hands as my dick was now somewhat in sensitive but pleasurable pain. He rolled over spread eagle and arms spread out, inviting me to begin ravaging him, which I pleasurably accepted. I made sure my husband’s dick was well serviced as I blew him to completion only to swap every drop of what seemed like buckets of his own cum back into his mouth as we shared and slobbered his cream throughout our orifices and faces. The smell and taste had me raging hard again. Shortly after we fell asleep only to find we woke in the morning.

We headed down to the restaurant for a fantastic 3 course breakfast complete with bottomless mimosas. Jeff stopped by the table asking if we enjoyed our first half day and night and we made arrangements to have dinner Tuesday night with him and his husband William. After breakfast we headed back to the locker room to retrieve the swimwear that we left yesterday and decided to spend the day at the pool again.

Monday was our Sedona excursion, we met the van at the atrium entrance and there were 6 others joining us, so 8 in total, leaving plenty of room in the 12-person van for relaxing, the resort provided breakfast tacos and more mimosas as we made the trip north to the red rock hills of the tourist attraction. Our driver was a resort employee Bruce who in his Hawaiian shirt was a seemingly flaming perfect gay stereotype as he even overplayed his lisp as he passed along history pointing out sights and deliberately joked about life in general. We got there and split up into 2 Jeep tours through the canyon and they provided us with a lunch before returning us in the late afternoon to our van and Bruce. We got back to the resort and chose to eat a light dinner at the less formal restaurant ultimately, we were pretty wiped out and headed to early bed.

Tuesday came and we took a day trip into Phoenix, where the heat took its toll on both of us, we definitely weren’t used to it and spent as much time in air conditioning wherever we could, we purchased some typical tourist Souvenirs to bring back to Chet, Ted and the other farm hands, particularly choosing very “gay” themed items mostly as jokes. We got back to the resort and showered and dressed to meet Jeff and Will for dinner. We met them in the lobby, Will immediately ran up to hug and kiss us both and they walked us to their car, saying we were going elsewhere since it was frowned upon for the staff to mingle with the guests. We went to a high-end steak house with prices that frankly scared the shit out of me and Jordan, but Jeff made it clear he was expensing it before we ordered. We had a great time catching up and hearing all the stories the resort had to offer them, wow most were hot and made us all horny. After dinner we drove back to the resort and we hung at the bar even though it was frowned upon, it wasn’t long till we invited them upstairs and Jeff made a call and followed behind caching up. We got to the room hung around the sitting area and sat out on the balcony when there was a knock at the door, sure enough Jordan answered and there was snacks and booze galore on a rolling cart as the server smiled when he saw Jeff and Will and winked.

After a few more drinks, and us gradually losing our clothes, we found ourselves naked but surprisingly in familiar territory with each other. Man another 4 way splendid session we had, we did everything to everyone, we fucked, blew, kissed, fingered, rimmed, did Eiffel towers and trains. We swapped each other’s cum as well as made deposits in each other and even sucked it back out of our asses, we went in for hours until we couldn’t go any longer, of course us farm boys pooped out first with Jordan dozing off first while the 3 of us continued to explore then I rolled over while Will and Jeff continued their escapade.

I woke up to the smell of food, yup Jeff ordered up a full fledged breakfast in bed deal that could have fed 8, as we all sat around naked eating and accidentally spilling syrup and food on each other just so we could lick it off. Which ended up in another hot sex session, only this time we cleaned up and showered together, the shower was big enough for 2 but we managed to get all 4 of us in there, we dressed and Jeff and Will headed out as Will had to work this afternoon and Jeff was off.

We didn’t see each other the rest of our stay other than passing glances and smiles, but we all had a great time, and Jordan was almost ready to sign on the dotted line for an annual membership, he wanted to come back year after year, I know Chet and Ted would object, as he tried to convince me we could share it with them every other year, humm… I said as we thought of ways to propose it to them. The rest of our stay was as exciting as our first few days and we even signed up for the overnight Grand Canyon tour later in the week, and yup, it was Bruce that took us again, such a great time.

The End

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PS: I want to thank Lil Guy for letting me piggy back his story

‘Yo hotstuff, we’d like you to come over at our place tonight.’ Andy texted to Scott.

Gio was out for work and should be back around 8 P.M. 

Andy thought it would be a nice surprise to invite their toyboy to have a good fuck together.

‘Hi sexy! I was just thinking about you guys.. I’ll be there tonight! Maybe I’ll bring something nice with me ;)’ Scott texted back.

Later that night, Gio was taking a shower as the doorbell rang.

Andy opened the door and there he was, even more sexier than earlier this week at the gym.

But he wasn’t alone.. he brought some very cute guy with him.. named Dan.

‘Hey sexy!’ Scott kissed Andy and introduced Dan.

Dan kinda looked like the younger version of Ryan Reynolds. Very handsome.. Super cute smile, dreamy hazel eyes, nice brown hair and a very nice athletic body underneath some really nice clothes. 

Andy couldn’t help himself bit stare at the guy for a bit too long. 

‘Hi.. I’m Dan.. nice to meet you.’ 

He kissed Andy ass well.

‘Ohw wow.. hi! I’m Andy..’

‘Ohw I know! I’ve heard so much about you!’ He winked and walked in following Scott into the livingroom.

‘Nice place you have!’

‘Thanks! Glad you like it..’ instant feeling stupid for giving such answer. 

Andy still gets a little shy around hot looking guys like Scott and Dan.

‘Where is Gio at?’ Scott asked with a little curiosity.

‘He’s upstairs.. getting a shower. He just got hone from work.’

‘Ohw hello there.. I didn’t know we had visitors!’

Gio walked in into the livingroom, only wearing boxers.

Scott and Dan instantly jumped up from the couch.

They both kissed Gio and sat down on the couch again.

‘Who is this handsome fella?’ Gio asked as he grinned at the handsome Dan.

‘His name is Dan, a good friend of mine since forever. We share a lot of the same interests.. if you know what I mean..’ Scott grinned to Gio.

‘Well well.. what kind of interests do you share with each other?’ Gio grinned, openly teasing Scott and Dan. Hoping they would give the right answer.

Andy was still standing behind the couch where Dan and Scott were sitting.

Gio winked at Andy.

This was the code Andy was waiting for.. a secret language between them.. giving permission to go on with this.

Andy nodded down to Dan, licking his lips towards Gio.

Dan’s perfume took over the whole place.. hypnotizing the guys with this sexy manly scent.

Scott grinned to Gio and started kissing Dan. They first kissed, to go a little further with tongues colliding together.. smooth and passionate.

‘Well well..’ Gio grinned.

His boxers showed a huge bulge.

Andy was getting hard too and sat down next to Gio.

Andy started tongueing Gio, feeling up his sexy warmed-up body, caressing his bulge.

Gio ripped off Andy’s shirt and played with his nipples.. first squeezing and tickling them softly to sucking them a little. He sniffed Andy’s armpits.

‘Snifffff hmmmhhh I love your manliness so much..’ as he sniffed some more.

Andy looked to the guys on the couch, still passionately kissing and undressing each other.

Seeing Scott’s body brought back memories from a few nights earlier that week. He remembered the smell and taste of his skin, making his mouth water by thinking of tasting it again.

Gio unbuttoned Andy’s trousers and pulled them down.

He took off Andy’s trousers and peeled off his socks as he kissed his feet.

‘Gosh.. you still know how to please me..’ Andy moaned as Gio slowly sucked his toes one by one. Gio slid his tongue between Andy’s sweaty toes, slurping every drop of saliva and sweat, cleaning his boyish pinky soles.

Andy closed his eyes, slowly jerking his cock as Gio kept on sucking his toes.

Suddenly Andy felt another wet mouth, sucking his other foot. He opened his eyes and saw Scott.. sucking his toes one by one, next to Gio. ‘Oahh damnn.. this feels so good..’

Dan sat down next to Andy and started kissing him.

Dan opened his mouth and gives Andy a good tongueing, licking down to his neck, further down to his armpits, licking his hard sensitive nipples.

Scott and Gio were kissing each other with Andy’s toes in between their mouths.. making them all dripping wet with saliva. 

Dan got on his knees, taking Andy’s precum leaking cockhead into his mouth and slowly started sucking it.

‘Mhhmm you taste great..’ he said as he kissed Andy with his precum covered tongue. 

‘Fucckkk you guys drive me crazy!’

Andy felt electric shocks shivering up his spine as Scott and Gio kept on slurping Andy’s feet and Dan was sucking his cock all the way down his shaft.

Dan was deepthroating his cock like a pro.

‘Fuckk yeahh.. ohhhh.. fucking choke on it!’ Andy moaned as he pushed down Dan’s head onto his rock hard cock.

Dan looked up to Andy with watering eyes, begging for mercy.

Scott tapped Andy’s face with his cock.. teasing him to get it in his mouth.

‘Suck me off..’ he said, looking with begging eyes into Andy’s hungry eyes.

Scott stuffed his fat cock into Andy’s mouth.. making him gag.

 ‘Take it!’ as he kept fucking Andy’s mouth.

Dan continued sucking Andy’s cock, sucking his balls.. while Gio took place at Dan’s feet.

‘Delicious looking feet!’ As he licked the soles from the heel down to in between the sweaty plumpy toes. Dan’s soles looked wide and a bit rough, what made them look so manly and tasty..

Gio went downtown on Dan’s sexy feet, trying to nibble off the roughness.. licking them clean.

‘Fuckk yeahh.. your feet taste amazing!’

Gio tapped his precum leakin cock onto Dan’s soles.. rubbing them with his warm precum.

He slowly fucked Dan’s feet as he pulled his cheeks apart to give his hole a good licking.

He drove his tongue deep into Dan’s crack.. eating his twitching fuzzy hole.

‘Mmhhmmmm sniff.. mhhmmm you’re so sexy..’

Gio sniffed and licked Dan’s hole as he kept on fucking his soles.

Precum was dripping down in between Dan’s toes.

‘Mmhhmm ahhh suck my pussy..’ Dan moaned with his eyes rolled back.

Scott stuffed his hard wet cock into Dan’s mouth, making him shut up.

Dan took the whole thing down his throat, feeling Scott’s precum oozing down his throat.

Andy laid down underneath Gio and Dan, to suck off Dan’s precum dripping toes.

‘Damn.. these feet really are sexy.. tasting so great with your cum on them..’ Andy grinned up at Gio.

Gio looked down, seeing his boyfriend sucking Dan’s toes bringing him to an absolute high.

‘Fuckkk.. I’m cumming..!’

Gio shot a huge sticky load allover Dan’s soles, covering them up with his tasty cum.

Andy kept on sucking Dan’s toes, eating Gio’s cum off those delicious soles.

Dan was still gagging on Scott’s fat cock.

‘Fuckk yeahh.. take it.. good boy…’

Andy climbed up and burried his face in Dan’s furry ass.

He pushed his tongue deep into Dan’s hole.. feeling it twitch around his tongue.

‘Fuck.. I fucking love your wet pussy…’

‘Oahh yeahhh.. I want to feel your cock up my pussy..’

‘Come sit on my cock’ Gio said as he sat down on the couch. 

Dan got on Dan’s lap, teasing Gio’s cock, humping it with his thick fuzzy ass.

Andy lubed Dan’s hole, spitting on it.

He pressed his cockhead against Dan’s twitching hole, teasing it to open up for him.

Gio’s cock was gliding up and down Dan’s crack as Andy pushed his cockhead into Dan’s hole.

‘Mfuuckkkk…! Oahhh yeahhhh..’ Dan moaned, sucking Andy’s cock in into his tight little hole.

‘Fuckk your ass is tight..’ Andy gasped, rolling his eyes back into his skull.

‘Take it.. hmmmm good boy.. open up your pussy for me…’ Andy was whispering into Dan’s ear as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper. He felt Dan’s prostate pulsating against his cockhead.

He pulled out and shoved it back in several times, every time a little faster.

Andy pulled out and helped Gio’s cock sliding in into Dan’s hole.

‘Fuckkk..! This feels amazing..’ Dan moaned as he felt Gio’s cock slide in ballsdeep.

He rode Gio’s cock, sliding up and down, feeling it rubbing his prostate.

Dan’s cock was leaking precum like a fountain, jumping up and down, tapping on his muscled belly.

‘Fuck you’re so sexy..’ Gio moaned as he looked to Dan’s humping body.

Scott was watching at Andy and Gio taking turns on Dan’s wet pussy.. jerking his fat cock.

Gio pushed his hard cock in and ordered Andy to do the same.

Andy pushed his cock against Gio’s, making his way in Dan’s hole to double penetrate him.

Dan gasped for air.. taking both cocks to their balls.. deep into his pulsating hole.

‘Fuckkkk aaahhh!! This feels amazing!!’ Gio rolled his eyes back and fucked Dan’s wide open pussy, ramming Andy’s cock further in.

Dan was screaming of joy, taking both cocks as a king.

Scott got up and stuffed his cock into Dan’s screaming mouth, making him choke on it. He deepthroated him as Gio and Andy kept on fucking Dan’s pussy.

The room filled itself with muffled, sloppy sounds of a good fucking session. Andy speeded up his pace, feeling his cock swelling and throbbing, slamming Gio’s cock deeper into Dan’s hole.

‘Mmmhh ahhh oh fuck.. fuckkk I’m going to cum.. oahhh.. fuckkkk’ Andy moaned.

After a few deep thrusts he felt the cum oozing out of his balls up to his cockhead. He exploded deep into Dan’s hole. Cum was flowing down Gio’s cock as he kept on pumping it back in.

‘Oahh love your sloppy hole..! Fuckk.. fuckk yeahhh…’

Gio pumped a massive load up Dan’s hole, feeling Dan’s prostate pulsating.

‘Oahh fuckk!! You make me cum!!’

Dan shot a thick load allover Gio.

‘Woaa without even touching your cock! So hot!’

Dan was moaning and breathing heavily, still jizzing like a fountain like there was no ending to it.

‘Woaa this is so hot.. fuck yeah..’

Scott was edging his cock.. heavy breathing as well.

He took place behind Dan’s sloppy, double penetrated ass and shoved his cock all the way in.

‘Oahh fuck yeah.. your hole is so sloppy now.. fuck yeahh…

Scott kept on slamming his ass, speeding up his pace.

After a few deep thrusts, heavily breathing and moaning, he felt his balls contracting, oozing a massive load up Dan’s ass.

He kept on fucking, pumping the cum in deep.

Gio was standing behind Scott, watching Scott’s ass humping up and down.

‘Fuck yeahh.. look at that perfect ginger ass..’

He spanked Scott’s ass as Scott kept on fucking Dan.

Gio drove his tongue deep into Scott’s fuzzy crack, licking his hole, making it all wet.

He shoved his cummy cock deep into Scott’s wet pussy, impaling him ballsdeep, back and forth, slamming his pulsating prostate.

‘Oahh fuck..! This is awesome!’ Scott screamed of joy.

Andy was hard again and took place behind Gio’s ass.

He rimmed Gio’s humping ass, pushing his tongue deep into his hole.

‘Fuck me, bad boy..’ Gio grinned as he continued fucking Scott’s tight ginger ass.

Andy pushed his cock into Gio’s hole, shoving it in deeper and deeper, moving to the rhythmic moves of the fucking train.

After a few deep thrusts, slamming their pulsating prostates, Gio shot a nice sticky load up Scott’s ass while Andy shot his load up Gio’s hole.

‘Fuckkkk fuckk yeahhh.. ahhh yeaaahh!! I’m cumming again!!’

The room smelled sweaty.

They all laid down on the floor, waking up from their intense fuck session.

‘Whoaa man.. this was fun..!’

‘Yeahh.. absolutely!’ they laughed, heavy breathing and sweating.

‘We should do this again another time, only than two cocks up Scott’s tight ginger ass!’

Scott bites his lip.. ‘absolutely..’ he answerd.

To be continued..