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I sighed, sitting in my chair with my knees against my chest, twirling a stray hair, and bored out of my mind. Being a secretary for a prominent global company had its perks—unless you got stuck on the late-hour shift, waiting for the rare and foreign calls that infrequently came. I glanced around the empty office.

“Looks like it’s just me, tonight,” I whispered.

From a far window I could see the sun starting to set against a backdrop of dark reds and muted yellow. The adjacent buildings shimmered, their own lights going out as people left for the night. I spun in my chair, looking out of the glass walls of my office. All the other employees had gone home hours ago.

I wiggled the mouse on my monitor so that it still thought I was active. With the company monitoring our computers, there was little I could do other than scan through documents I might need and wait.

My office, at least, was more secluded than the cubicles—even if it was just a wall of glass. I wonder what Kayla is doing right now, I thought. And Bron. It had been a month since our threesome, but it felt like it had been yesterday. My mind started to race with thoughts of his cock. How soft and warm it was in my hands. How it felt in my mouth, sliding down my throat. The way he pushed it into my ass until I could feel his balls against me.

Right then I realized I hadn’t cum since that night. Not for lack of trying, but because it was hard for me to orgasm without a dick inside of me.

A thought popped into my head. I could try to cum right now. I am alone—but, no, it is too risky. The thought of cumming at my desk started to turn me on. Despite the concern, my hands pulled at the straps of my romper. I slunk into my desk a little more, slowly pulling down the romper until it fell around my ankles.

I might get caught, I thought, pushing down my panties and untucking my limp tranny cock. I started to stroke it under my desk, my gaze constantly looking around the empty office. I pulled my knees up to rest against the desk, fingering my ass while tugging on my cock.

The thrill of potentially getting caught made me hard. I stroked faster and faster, feeling for the climax I wanted so badly. I was so close—and then I lost it, and my cock went soft. I licked up what precum clung to my fingers, then begrudgingly redressed.

For the next hour I let boredom take me, eventually ending up watching cheesy porn videos for the terrible acting and humorous sex. The one I was currently watching was of a pizza deliver boy that was offered a handjob as a tip. While mildly sexy, I found myself more hungry than horny.

“I could go for a pizza,” I whispered. I opened an app on my phone, and within minutes one was on its way.

My attention was pulled by the soft tapping of a delivery boy at the outside of the glass. I shook myself, quickly pushing out of my desk and unlocking the glass door. “Sorry—I got a little distracted.”

“I am guessing you are Steph?”

“Yup! What gave it away?”

The delivery boy smiled and looked around the empty office. “Lucky guess.” There was something about him that seemed familiar, but I couldn’t quite put a finger on it. He lifted the receipt. “It says you wanted to pay in cash?”

“Yeah, one second,” I said, rushing over to my purse. I reached into the pocket where my wallet was supposed to be, finding nothing but an empty space. “Uh oh.”

“Something wrong?” delivery boy asked.

I huffed. “I grabbed the wrong purse—I don’t have my wallet, I am sorry, this is awkward.” I blushed brightly. I looked around the room for an answer I knew I wouldn’t find.

The delivery boy scratched at an eyebrow. “Steph,” he said as if remember my name from somewhere, then snapped his fingers. “Your Kayla’s best friend!”

“Yeah—I, do we know each other?”

“No. Well sort of. You know my brother, he is dating Kayla,” he said.

“Your Bron’s younger brother?” I asked, instantly recognizing the similarity. “I thought you looked familiar.” My memory flashed with the image of Bron’s cock, and I blushed. Bron wouldn’t have told him about that though. Right?

“About your pizza though,” he continued, “if you can remember your card number—I could probably type it in?”

“I don’t remember it,” I said sheepishly. I hopelessly looked through my purse. A pack of gum, some tissues, an old condom, mascara, and lip gloss were all that I had. I tossed my purse on the desk and looked at my phone. “Unless you accept handjobs as payment, then I think I am out of luck,” I jested.

He flushed and his eyes went wide.

“Sorry, bad joke!” I said quickly. “There was this video—I mean I was reminded of something—that was poor taste, sorry.”

“You’ve been around Kayla too long,” he joked back. He looked around briefly, then spoke softer. “I, um,” he whispered, “I would—accept a handjob.”

I laughed and waved a hand, thinking he was joking. “Seriously?” I asked coyly.

“If you’re serious,” he said nervously and grinned.

I bit my lip as I thought, considering it. I could probably call Kayla and get her to cover for the pizza, then pay her back later. I looked at Bron’s younger brother, and curiosity got the better of me.

“Alright,” I whispered. “But only because I am starving. And on one condition. You have to promise not to tell Bron. Or Kayla. It has to stay between us.”

“I promise,” he agreed, setting down the pizza box on my desk. He shifted awkwardly, uncertain what to do. “Should I—um—sit down? Stand?”

“Have you ever—had a handjob before?” I asked.

“Sort of.”

“Sort of?”

“On the outside of my pants once,” he said with a shrug.

“Wait. So this is going to be your—first handjob?”

He nodded wordlessly, trying to casually cover a growing bulge in his jeans.

I could feel my cheeks red from the blush. “Here,” I said, pulling his arm. “Sit in my chair.”

He sat down, looking from side to side. I kicked off my shoes and knelt down, pushing open his knees and gently tracing my hand up his thigh. “Don’t worry, I will do most of the work,” I said. The tips of my fingers pressed against his cock. “All you have to do is relax and let me know if you see anyone coming.” I gripped half of his cock. “And wiggle the mouse on my computer every so often, if you don’t mind.”

I reached up and slowly unfastened his belt, intentionally exaggerating the moments while I undid the button first and then the zipper. I reached inside his boxers. He has a nice cock, I thought. I pulled the pants at the hips, dragging them and his boxers down to his knees.

His cock bounced out of his pants. He nervously covered himself and laughed. I grabbed his hands and pushed them to the side. “Relax,” I whispered, grabbing his cock with on hand, the other on his thigh. He wasn’t as thick as Bron, but just as long, and with a slight curve. “If you want me to stop—”

“No,” he replied instantly. “I—am just nervous.”

“Would it help if I talked?” I asked, running my fingers up and down his shaft. I grabbed his cock with both hands, holding the tip close enough to my mouth so that he could feel the heat of my whispers. “Do you like it when I stroke the tip like this?”

I put the tip of his cock in my palms, stroking and twisting in a way that focused only on the tip. He moaned ever so gently. “Yes,” he whispered. I kept doing it, cradling his balls with my other hand. A dribble of precum dripped onto my hand.

“And what about when I do this?” I spread the precum along his shaft, slowly stroking from tip to base.

He moaned again. I noticed when he relaxed his legs, sitting back into my chair. I held his cock close, looking up at him, holding the tip against my bottom lip. I let a little bit of spit spill over my lips and onto his cock.

It was slicker now with my spit, and I was able to move my hands up and down his shaft rapidly. I tried to figure out what he liked based on his moans. When I grabbed his balls. When I gripped him with both hands. When I focused on just the tip.

He closed his eyes. I know that look, I thought. “Are you going to cum?”

I kept stroking as he moaned, waiting for him to cum. But he didn’t. “Are you—holding back?” I asked.

“A little—” he confessed.

“Why?”

“It feels good.”

I giggled and kept stroking. “It would feel better if you cum,” I whispered. “I want to feel it, warm and gooey, dripping over my fingers.” He moaned and I felt the faintest pulse in his cock.

I have him close. Just a little more. I wonder if he can hold back if I do this—

I held his cock against my bottom lip again, looking up at him. When he looked at me, I parted my lips and took him in my mouth. It was just the tip at first, keeping my eyes locked on his as I swirled my tongue, tasting his precum.

And then I took him deeper in my mouth. Slowly working up and down. Pushing his cock past my tongue and down my throat. I gagged, pulling off with a gasp and his cock slick from my throat. I licked along his shaft, blowing him harder and harder.

But still he didn’t cum. I kept sucking for what felt like fifteen minutes. After deepthroating him again, I stopped for air. “Are you still holding back?” I said between breaths.

“It feels really good,” he replied.

“Was I at least close to making you cum?”

“A lot of times.”

“Alright,” I said, reaching for my purse. “Lets see if you can hold back this time.” I grabbed the old condom, tore open the package, and slid it over his cock.

“What are you doing?” he asked as I stood. I pushed at the shoulder straps of my romper, letting it fall to the ground.

“Stand up,” I whispered. Then I turned around and dropped my panties to the floor, leaning over my desk with my ass toward him. I reached behind as he stood, grabbing his cock, and leading it to my asshole.

“I’ve—never been with a transgirl,” he said.

“Well, there are really only two things you need to know about transgirls,” I said as I pushed his cock into my tight asshole. I moaned. “They have tight assholes, and know how to please a cock.”

I was glad when he pushed in slowly. It was so tight, but felt so good to feel him inside of me. He grabbed my hips, spreading my ass cheeks and watching as his cock disappeared in my ass. I guided him with my hand, pushing and pulling as he thrust.

My tranny cock started to get hard against my desk as he pounded me from behind. I gripped the edge of the desk, pressing against each thrust as he fucked my asshole. My limp cock quivered, then pulsed as he made me cum. I moaned so loud I was afraid someone from another office might hear us. I felt my stomach slick with my own cum as he thrust faster, and faster.

And then he slowed, pushing his cock deep inside of me. And then I felt it.

There it is, I thought blissfully, savoring every pulse from his cock. I could feel his cum, a lot of cum, warm in my ass. I opened my eyes. Wait.

As he pulled his cock out with a thwap, I felt a bit of cum dripping along my thigh. I looked down at the condom, broken and scrunched against the base of his cock. He stumbled backwards into the chair, breathing heavily, and looking from my ass to the broken condom.

“I—I didn’t mean to break it—sorry,” he said.

“It was mostly just to lube my asshole anyways,” I said. I pushed his legs wider, spreading my ass over his cock. I felt the warmth dripping out of my gaping hole and onto his cock. I watched him with a grin as he watched the cum spill out.

I’ve never had so much cum in my asshole before. I turned, then got on my knees again. I let the cum drip into my mouth from his cock, sucking up the rest, and letting him watch as I swirled it around with my tongue. I sucked what was left out of his cock, giving him one last glance before I swallowed the load.

He sighed happily. “Wow—I, don’t know what to say.”

“Did you enjoy it?” I asked, sliding into my panties, and pulling up the romper.

“You have no idea,” he said, standing and zipping up his pants.

“That makes me happy,” I said. My stomach growled, unsatisfied with just the cum. I opened the pizza box and got a slice.

“You—um,” he said, pointing to the corner of my mouth, “you have a little—something.”

I brushed my cheek where a bit of cum still clung. “Thanks,” I said, then took a bite of the slice. Pizza had never tasted so good.

“I am so late now for work,” he said.

“Sorry about that. Next time I won’t forget my wallet.”

He made himself presentable, turning to leave but stopping at the door. “Do you mind if I get your number?” he asked sheepishly.

He fucks me so hard I am left gaping and dripping with cum—and still is nervous to ask for my number? “You’re cute,” I said, “and yes.” I wrote down my number on a piece of paper, tore it off, and handed it to him. “Not exactly what I would have expected for a first date. But fun!”

He smiled, awkwardly kissed my cheek, then scurried out of the office.

I sat in my chair, cringing against the pain of my stretched asshole. It felt good. I leaned back with complete satisfaction. I could still taste his cum in my mouth, and my lips were still sticky. I looked at the cum stain on my desk and sighed. Totally worth the mess.

I was sitting on the couch after work yesterday morning when this subject came up in my mind. I decided to write it out. Dedicated to all the curious guys that aren’t getting enough at home. I hope y’all enjoy!

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Like typical middle aged men, I had found myself in a dead bedroom. My wife was never in the mood or tended to have another headache. 

Sex has been steadily declining for the last couple of years. I remember being upset the first time we went three weeks between. 

“How’d we get to this point?” I asked her at the time. 

In an unconvincing tone, she brushed me off with a simple, “I don’t know.”

Through the delicate conversation, she assured me that she still found me attractive and still thought about sex, she just couldn’t seem to find the time.

As the last eighteen months went on, I started missing the every three week cycle as the distance grew. It’s been months since the last time I felt her wrapped around my cock. Jacking off has replaced that intimacy. Now it’s just normal, everyday life.

Until last night… 

Twelve hours earlier:

We were sitting under the pergola with some friends, just hanging out. Mike and Cheryl are good friends and always a delight to be around. Cheryl is a part of my wife’s friend group and they get together for ladies night pretty regularly. Mike and I have gotten closer over the years, generally I consider him a safe place when I need to talk. I trust him.

The four of us were sharing gossip over beers and wine. Cheryl had just shared one of her co-workers had caught her husband cheating and they were splitting up.

The beers had set in and my lips were getting a little loose. “Dead bedrooms are the main driver of infidelity!” I boldly declared. 

From my impending doom, I watched the expression on my wife’s face morph into disbelief. “Really?” She snapped.

Unwilling, or unable to step back from that ledge, I doubled down on my proclamation. “Yes! Really!” I swelled my chest forward. “Guys cheat because they ain’t gettin enough at home.”

Mike slapped my chest, his mouth gaped over my insistence. “Dude. Thin ice bro.” He warned my liquid courage.

The missed shot me a glare that any normal man would have tripped over themselves to take back the foolishness that they were embarking on. Not me, not tonight. I was on a self destructive mission to vent the frustrations that I had long thought were behind me.

My wife rose slowly from her place on the bench next too me, threw a couple explicatives and stomped off with Cheryl shooting a glare in Mike’s direction and followed.

“Fuck her!” I proudly huffed. “She ain’t give none up in months!”

“Dude, tact?” Mike questioned. “Where’d that go?”

“I jacked it off down the toilet!” I told him. 

My mouth ran on and on, now confiding my lack of sex to Mike, and how tired I was of it. 

“Yes, several times over the last two years!” I informed him when he asked if we had ever had any conversations about it. “She doesn’t have time!” 

“Damn dude, that sucks!” Mike agreed.

“Shit don’t change, I might be the next one caught cheating.” I admitted. 

I hadn’t paid attention, but during my ranting, Mike had moved to the bench next too me, almost touching my leg with his own. 

I flinched when I felt his hand rest down on my thigh, but I didn’t remove it. “Do you trust me?” Mike asked, his eyes begging for a yes.

My mind was already buzzing, my frustration had peaked and my inhibitions were gone. “Yeah, ya know I do.” I confirmed. 

His hand slid slowly up me leg while watching me closely. My mind spiraled wildly, my breathing hitched. It had been months since I felt a hand rubbing my leg. 

“It’s ok Frank.” He told me. “I want to help you out.”

I couldn’t speak, but I didn’t want him to stop whatever he was thinking so I nodded, keeping eye contact with him. 

The sound that was pulled out of me when his hand slid over my quickly thickening cock surprised me. My eyes closed and I tilted my head back, my breathing turned ragged.

Mike stroked along the length of my throbbing cock through my pants. “You good?” I heard him ask.

“Mmhmm.” 

“Ok, good.” I heard him shuffling and opened my eyes in time to catch him sliding off of the bench and move between my legs. 

I swear that if I was shirtless, he could have seen my heart thumping against my ribs. I could definitely hear it in my own ears. Even over the sighs that were pulled from me.

His fingers worked the top button my my jeans before sliding my zipper to the bottom of its track. 

Before I knew it, his fingers had laced around the base of my cock. I watched his hand stroking intentionally slow up and down the length of my seven inches. 

“Mike?” I whined softly.

The smile on his face flashed across his eyes before the tip of his tongue swiped across my cut mushroom head. Chills raced across my skin when his tongue made the first lap around the rim of it.

“Mike.” I moaned.

When his warm lips wrapped around my shaft just below it’s head, I sucked air in through my clenched teeth with an audible hiss. His mouth slid down my length before coming back up.

The soft warmth of his mouth was vaguely familiar from what felt like ages ago, when my wife would do this, only the adrenaline that course through my veins made it somehow feel more intense. 

His head bobbed up and down on me, his satisfied moans reverberated through my cock as he moved. He was thoroughly enjoying himself, as I was enjoying him.

I have never had a man’s lips on my cock, well I guess I can’t really say that now, can I? However the skill with which he worked my cock was nothing less than delicious. I was swimming in disbelief.

My hands involuntarily rubbed into his short black hair, my fingertips kind of dig into his smell. They followed his motion up and down my shaft. 

“Fuck Mike!” I whimpered. “That feels fucking fantastic!”

He vibrated “Mmmm” into me through his mouth. 

Ejecting me from his mouth, Mike ran his tongue down me until his tongue lapped and my balls, his hand taking over where his mouth just left. I ground my teeth into each other trying to hold an animalistic growl I felt building in my chest.

When he’d had enough of my balls, he licked back up me and sucked my cock back deep into his throat. His had once again replacing the spot his mouth had just been, caressing my balls as he swallowed my cock.

There was another feeling growing, a pressure that hadn’t been worked out of me by another in far too long. Mike was dragging me to the peak of an orgasm I wasn’t tugging out of myself. 

“Mike?” I whimpered. “I’m gonna come.” My intention was to give him a warning he wasn’t interested in heeding. 

He just sucked harder, moved his had faster as he pulled me to the edge. When I toppled over into ecstasy, I growled his name. “Mike!” came from somewhere I didn’t recognize. 

My cock swelled in his mouth first, before it convulsed into the frenzy of release. Mike didn’t stop when I started unloading stream after stream of come, filling his mouth until it seeped out of the corners.

My world went bright white and seemed like some distance universe for thirty exhilarating seconds while his lips milked my nuts dry. 

When my cock started softening in his mouth, he pulled off one more time, swallowing my seed hard into his stomach. One hand worked the last of a bead of come out of my slit while the other wiped the spilled come from the corners of his mouth. 

He made sure to clean the last of the come that had beaded up on the top of my clock head before he neatly tucked my spent cock back into my pants, and secured the fasteners back as they were before he started.

There were several speechless moments between us while I floated back down to earth and recuperated my breathing. 

“Mike?” My voice sounded weak.

“Yeah?” 

My mind was still mostly blank, I was satiated, but I tried to formulate intelligible words. “That was…” I trailed off. “Mmhmm.” Was the best I could come up with. 

My cock hadn’t been packaged up for very long when Cheryl reappeared around the corner of the house. “Are you ready to go?” She asked him. 

“Yeah hunny, I’ll be there in a couple of minutes.” He told her, smiling at me. 

“Fuck, that was close!” I breathed out almost under my breath.

Mike stood and reached for my hand to help me stand too. My knees still felt weak and wobbly when he pulled me in and hugged me. 

His breath warmed and tickled my ear when he whispered, “Now ya don’t have to hack off tonight.” Like he just did me a favor. Which in reality, he did do me a really big favor. 

“Thank you!” I was genuinely grateful, and a bit confused. 

“Any time.” Mike told me. “Any time.” And he walked off to meet his wife at the front of the house. 

When I finally, lazily strolled into the house, my wife had gone to bed. I’m sure she was pretending to be asleep, but that was fine. It was better than the alternative at this point. 

I stripped my clothing off and crawled into the bed and under the covers. Sleep came quick last night, and I slept better than I have in so long. 

I was late in coming out and having my first experience. I worked at a private fine dining club that had a lot of hot men as waiters and valets. They always played around making comments of  their dicks and such. A few fraternity boys. The maitrdee was a tall hot blond guy that always kept touching me on the shoulder, and when i was the closing waiter he was very seductive towards me as we were the last two wait staff. I would go home and beat off to him fucking my throat or ass. He would always state he came so much he could fill a cup. 

I never did anything with him or anyone that i ever worked with. I have worked over the years with some hot white, mixed, latin, and black men. But I heard a rule never play where you eat (work and money) and never sleep with your friends. 

I had a number of friends over the years that were hot and like me, but i loved them as friends and  the end of friendships is sex.

Back to my first gay experience, i was  studying until 1 a.m. at the library and i got to my car which i parked off campus near the city park. Free parking of course. There was a guy that i walked passed who was crying because his lover kicked him out who was the owner of the local gay bar. 

I asked if he was ok, and he said he was replaced by a younger big dick tall blond top. 

I said, excuse me? He said he was gay and at that time and in the town i lived it was not gay friendly. 

He asked if i could take him to a girls apartment that was his best friend that was out of town and he was taking care of her dog.

I said sure. My car is right there. He was 5″8 nice skinny body, nice face, nice cropped hair cut and he directed me to his friends apartment.

He said i have never seen you in the gay club before. I said i have never been in the club. 

He was shocked as cute as i was he said a lot of hot guys would be all over me.

He asked if i was out. I said “no” He asked if i have ever had sex with a guy? i said no. He then said when we get to my girl friends house, if you want i will suck you and swallow your cum for the ride here.

I said you don’t have to do that. But he said he wanted to. 

So, when in the apartment i asked why his lover dumped him for the tall blond. He said he had a bigger dick than his. i said over a dick size. What is he? he said 13 in.

i said get the fuck out. He said he was 10.5×8 in and i said get the fuck out.

Then he kissed me in a long passionate kiss, took my pants down and starting sucking my 8 in dick. He then took his pants down and the biggest dick i ever saw to date hit my face. i tried to suck him while he was sucking me and i nutted in his mouth and he took all of my cum in his mouth and came up to my mouth and shared my cum with me, and the he came in my mouth and then shared his cum orally with me.

This year’s Halloween was coming and for the first time ever I’d be hitting the bombshell party my big brother Jason’s fraternity threw annually. Jason had always filled me with stories about it being the biggest social event of the year at his university but had never actually let me tag along with him, saying I had to be 18 to go, being the kind, goofy and protective big brother he was. I checked hungrily on his Instagram and Facebook for photos of frat hunks wearing the skimpiest and sexiest costumes, and have been lusting for my big bro’s frat brothers for a while now. They looked exactly like him, big, muscular and handsome boys with not much else in their heads other than sports, parties and sex, so I knew I’d have a field day if I ever got the chance to manipulate any of those clueless straight jocks. They were young, dumb, and full of cum, so when Jason let me know that he would take me to the party in two weeks time if I wanted to, I jumped at the chance.

I thought it was kinda cute that my big bro was so overprotective and innocent to think that I needed to be 18 to go to his frat party, thinking I still was the naive, good little bro he always saw me as, someone who shouldn’t be anywhere near the kind of debauchery that went on during frat parties. Little did my big bro know that I was used to going to forbidden high school parties overloading with booze, sex and drugs, and that at this point I had already seduced and manipulated my fair share of straight, hot jocks into fucking my brains out. But as it always is with my big bro, I saw the coming Halloween party as another great opportunity to manipulate Jason further into doing what he was getting really good at: nailing my jock ass.

I had already bought a fantastic Peter Pan costume, one that was relatively tame but also just a little bit slutty, so I could get away with showing my sexy body but still look innocent. What I did was lose the classic green trousers Peter Pan wears so I only had the vest, held tightly at my waist with a belt and ending a little bit over my mid-thighs. I would only wear a white jockstrap underneath it, and in that way my little “skirt” would ride up my thighs and show off my plump ass anytime I moved brusquely or raised my hands high over my head. The idea was that any ass shown this way would look absolutely accidental as if I didn’t have any clue I had my whole bum out around a bunch of horny frat boys. I was incredibly excited at my prospects and just couldn’t wait to see what the night festivities might bring.

Jason, on the other hand, looked absolutely confused and desperate about selecting a costume, as if the number of possibilities had scrambled his dumb jock brain and made it impossible for him to decide. It was the week before the party and he still hadn’t made a decision, and I frequently found him walking around in circles in our house, biting his nails and frowning like he was contemplating the origins of the universe. I had just come back from school one day to find my handsome big bro in that situation, looking delicious in only white Calvins that did nothing to hide his monster bulge.

“What’s wrong, stud?” I said to him as I put both hands on his muscular pecs, comforting him.

“Pauly, I just can’t seem to find a good costume, bro. Every time I find one I think I like, some new ad pops up on my socials and I get crazy thinking about it, thinking this one is it. I just don’t want to go to the party this year in some random, boring costume, you know? The guys at the frat look up to me. I have to kill it this year!” He was exasperated.

“Bro, don’t worry about this. You’re so good looking you’ll be fine even if you went to the party as a garbage can. You’re not one to lose sleep over something this simple” at this point I had lost all control and was already giving little kisses all over my bro’s pecs and collarbones, mapping his tanned, perfect skin with my lips. I moved a little lower and took one of his big brown nipples into my mouth, and munched at it like I was starving.

“You only say that because you already have your costume, bro… oh, fuck” he said as I bit lightly on his nipple and moved on to the other, trailing his pecs with kisses as I went along. My right hand slid slower on his body until I found his hard dick. It got so big it had escaped the leg of his Calvin’s, and it throbbed in my hand as I squeezed it.

“Oh yeah, I don’t think I showed you my costume, did I? Come on bro, let’s go up to my room so I can put it on for you” I said sultrily, like I was going to put on lingerie for him.

“Sure, Pauly, sounds fun” he smiled sweetly at me.

I quickly stripped as we went inside my room, going on all fours once I got naked so I could get the beige box underneath the bed where my costume was neatly folded, clothes, shoes, hat and all. I obviously chose this opportunity to spread my legs as wide as I could so my ample booty would be all exposed to my big bro, smooth, round and muscular, but still with a sexy jiggle. I knew my big bro’s eyes were glued to my ass crack and tiny, pink pucker, which I made sure was winking at him. I heard him gulp behind me, the sight of my most intimate place awakening the ass-hungry sexual beast inside my hunk of a brother.

I shook my ass at him one more time before coming up and opening the box, and then I asked him to turn around so I could put on the costume, saying he should only see it when I was done. He politely obeyed me as he did with anything else I told him to do; such a good jock boy. If a stranger observed our relationship it would surely think I was the big brother and he was the younger one. That power dynamic never failed to give me a thrill so high that made me yearn for getting fucked even more.

When I was finished, I told him to turn around, and when he saw me, his eyes almost popped out of his head with admiration, as I now embodied Peter Pan right in front of him. A sexier, twink version of Peter Pan, I’m sure, but that was the look I was going for. I bet I wouldn’t look out of place on the set of a gay porn parody of the movie.

He hugged me excitedly and beamed at me for my cleverness, like a young child, smashing his still hard cock against me at all times, and I feigned modesty as he went around me to check every detail of the costume. I felt his huge, steel hard cock hitting my thighs and ass a few times as he walked, and I almost moaned at the feeling.

“Bro, remember you told me about the talent show that happens every year during the Halloween party? The one where anyone can present their costume and role play their character to win the frat’s “Best Costume” award?” I turned down the volume of my voice as to look vulnerable, an act that I had already perfected now with my dumb big bro and gullible father whenever I wanted anything from them. They never resisted it.

“Sure bro, what about it? Are you thinking of competing this year?”

“Well, you know, this is my first frat party, and I want it to be memorable. Doesn’t hurt to try, yeah? So maybe you could… hum, maybe you could role play it a little with me? Be the Captain Hook to my Peter Pan?

He was immediately amused with the idea, grinning from ear to ear:

“Of course I can, big bro! I’ll be the fearsome, loathsome Captain Hook, greatest pirate of Neverland! Ready to destroy my biggest foe, the insufferable Peter Pan and his sorry band of lost boys!” He came into character immediately.

“Hush now bro, there’s a secret I need to tell you before we start!” I whispered to him, again putting my hands on his chest and moving my head towards his ears.

“What is it, Pauly?”

“We need to role play like the real Captain Hook and the real Peter Pan, big bro, not like the one in the children’s stories! The actual story is way darker and terrible!”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well Jason, the truth is that the actual reason Captain Hook hates Peter Pan is not because he is always foiling his plans, no, no! Hook has always had a crush on the mischievous boy but Peter Pan has used this to tease and provoke the older pirate, never putting out for him! And Peter is secretly a big slut who is always getting fucked on the side by the lost jock boys, who all have muscular bodies and big cocks, just like Peter like’s em!” I said all of this to him in such a serious tone one would think I was telling him the location of the lost ark.

“Are you fucking with me, Pauly?”

“No way, bro! It’s the truth! Listen, there’s a movie about it that shows everything I’m telling you. I’ll show you after. But all you need to know is that Peter Pan is a big fucking slut that loves to get fucked and Captain Hook is desperate to sink his cock into him, but the flying boy is always evading him!”

“But, bro, how come? I thought this was a children’s story!”

“It is bro, but that is the toned down version of the story. There’s a real version of the events shown in a movie that you can watch on the “Cockslutbois” site online, and you know this site is pretty reliable! I was amazed when I saw it too. It was really… hum, how can I say it, interesting. So, what do you say? Ready to play?”

“I think so, little bro… so, I’m Captain Hook and my goal is to… hum, like, to fuck you?”

“Yes, bro! Exactly. Hook is burning with lust for Peter Pan’s ass and he knows the twink is eager for him, too, but Peter Pan is just too sassy to stop teasing Captain Hook and having a laugh at his expense. He likes to play games, you see? He made a bet with Hook that, if the pirate could get his hands on him, he could do whatever he wanted with Peter. So your job as Captain Hook is to try to catch me and fuck me like you always wanted to, and my job is to get away from you, understand?”

“Yeah, bro, this all sounds like a little too much for me to understand, but I think I can do that!” He said, still looking confused.

“And remember: Peter Pan is a slut who loves cock and getting fucked, okay? Repeat it for me Jason, show me you got it!”

“Peter Pan is a fucking slut who loves big cocks and getting fucked hard in the ass” he said, proving to me again why I loved him so fucking much.

“Alright bro, let’s do this! Count to ten and then come look for me around the house!” I said excitedly.

“Ok, little bro! 1, 2,3…” I heard him as I fled down the stairs.

I ran quickly around the house looking for a place to hide, knowing how good Jason was at anything that was as physical as a good hide and seek game, but decided to not do a very good job at it since I wanted him to catch me and wreck me soon. I quickly hid behind the drapes of the huge glass windows facing the pool, and waited until I saw my big bro’s steps coming closer.

“You can’t hide from me, slut! Today is the day I, the fearsome Captain Hook, will finally conquer Peter Pan’s ass!” I heard Jason growl, his horned up tone making me shiver.

Wanting to get this ruse over with and get my hunky big bro on top of me, I waited until he entered the living room and jumped out of the curtains, taking a petulant and proud stance as I looked him over, naked and half-hard, his body sculpted like a statue. “You’re a fool if you think I’m a coward, Captain Hook! I bet no man in the merry band of assholes you call a crew can take as much cock as I can! Here I am, you brute!” I told him firmly, still role playing.

Just as I finished saying it, Jason put his football skills to use and tackled me to the ground, big, muscled body enveloping me completely, and he held both of my wrists against the floor as he looked down at me. His fat cock slapped my flat belly, leaving a trail of juicy pre-cum there. He was already so wet.

“You’re finally mine, Peter Pan! Did you think you could’ve eluded me forever? Always teasing me like the little whore you are, flying around with no pants and flashing your pink hole to me and my whole crew! You think I haven’t heard of the stories of you getting your brains fucked out everyday by your sorry group of lost jock boys? Shutting me out, as if you were too good to sit on my cock? Now we will see who will win this battle, slut!” He growled at me like a beast, eyes fixed on mine and filled with lust.

“I will never surrender to your big, thick cock, Captain Hook! No matter how many times you make me take it, how much cum you pump inside my tight little ass, I will never be yours! Fuck me as you wish, you big dicked oaf!” I shouted.

Those words must have turned something inside Jason’s brain, cause he turned into a man absolutely crazy with pent up lust and desire, the kind of hunger that would only be quenched by the hardest of fucks. He took me by my shoulders and quickly turned me around on all fours, his body immediately covering my own, his huge right arm circling my pecs and hand clenching my neck tightly.

I heard it before I felt it, Jason collecting as much spit as he could in his mouth before spitting directly on my tight, clenching hole, left arm spreading my legs as much as possible, exposing all of my jock strapped ass to him. “Such a fucking tiny hole, so fucking hot” I heard him say quietly, “Don’t know how a big slut like you can get fucked so much and still be so tight, you little whore” he said as he spread as much spit as he could on my hole, his long, strong fingers playing with my pink puck.

“A good slut never shares his secrets, Captain Hook-ah, AH!” I screamed just as Jason stretched me open on his huge, meaty cock, thrusting it inside me until I could feel his balls slapping my thighs and his pubes grazing my plump cheeks.

“Captain Hook, your cock is so big! It’s stretching me so good, oh fuck! You’re inside me, I can’t believe it! You’re… you’re finally fucking me, oh God!” I moaned, still determined to stay in character.

“This is the finest ass in all the seven seas, boy! I’ve never plunged my thick pirate spear in such a juicy booty. It’s tight and warm, holding all of me inside! Such a good fucking hole” Jason grunted, as he started banging his hips against my ass and fucking me the way we both liked it: fast and hard.

“You nasty, dirty pirate! You’re plundering my booty! No matter how hard you fuck me with this huge cock of yours, I will never surrender to your will, brute!”

“Are you sure about that, slut? Do your lost jock boys fuck you as good as I do, huh?” Jason punctuated each word with a hard shove of his big dick against my hole, fucking me full of his jock meat and reaching my prostate every time. He had fucked me so much ever since our relationship turned carnal that he knew automatically how to bring me as much pleasure as possible, the memory in his muscles still strong after railing me so frequently. I started shoving my ass back against his cock and slapping my ass against his crotch, feeling his hard stomach against my slicked back, the frequency of his thrusts increasing by the second. Soon enough, he was piston fucking me, and the loud clap of our bodies could be heard all over the house.

“You’ll never fuck me as good as my lost jock boys, ah, AH, AH, you dirty bastard! You have nothing on, on, ah oh, geez, so good, nothing on then! They are all muscular, big dicked boys I picked myself to satisfy my slutty needs, and no one fucks me as good as them!”

SLAP!

I whimpered as Jason brought his left hand down on my ass, so hard I knew the red mark of his fingers would linger for days.

“I guess I’ll have to keep fucking you then, you cock slut! I’ll fuck you so much and so hard you’ll never whore yourself around Neverland for cock again in your life! TAKE MY COCK!” He yelled madly, pushing my head down on the floor and going to town on my ass like a madman.

“Bastard! Ah, this feels so good Hook, you have such a meaty, big dick! I can’t believe you’re hitting my g-spot every time you shove it inside my hungry boy pussy, fuck! You’re such an ass fucker, aren’t you? Bet you never fucked a cunt as tight and juicy as this one, huh? Fucker, ah, AH!”

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Jason was fucking me so hard at this point that I almost felt like my hunky big bro was dismantling me, taking my whole body apart with his huge cock and putting me back together, hand still possessively holding my face against the ground, hammering me like a dog to a bitch. My eyes were rolling behind my head so much with how good it felt that I thought I would get to see my brain anytime.

“Tell me Hook, do you like this fucking pussy? Huh? Do you? Tiny, pink hole, all smooth and fluttering just for you, hungry for your big cock to just fill it all up with cum, squeezing your cock dry! You’re fucking me so well I might, AH, I shouldn’t say this, I might even cum! Fuck!” I moaned.

“Best fucking cunt ever, little bro. Loving fucking this slutty hole of yours. Gonna fucking empty my balls in your pussy, breed you with my cum!” Jason pushed his head against my face, saying it sultry over my ear. Then, he fucking bit my right shoulder just as he shoved his cock deep inside, and that was just too much for me. I felt my body trembling all over as I rocked with the electric feeling of an orgasm, and I started spurting my load all over the floor, knees sore and red from my position on all fours.

I immediately started to clench and squeeze Jason’s big dick with my hole, milking him, making him fulfill his promise of emptying his horse balls inside of me. I groaned when I felt the first jet of stud cum splurging out of his sensitive cock head, quickly followed by what felt like a full bottle of his baby batter inside my love canal. I could feel his tasty cum starting to drip out of my hole as he kept coming inside me, fighting to squeeze out of my hole, that was still clenched tight on his still hard cock.

After we came down from our high, Jason took me in his arms right there on the floor, taking my lean torso and placing my head on his perfect chest, and I sighed happily as I placed kisses and small licks on his right nipple. He let out little moans at that, holding me tighter every time I took his entire nub inside my mouth and flipped the tip of my tongue against it.

“So, what did you think, big bro? Is Captain Hook a good costume for you?” I asked him, now feeling up his abs.

“Well, Pauly, that was really fun, bro, I didn’t realize how horny I was… I guess I really needed that. But I still don’t know about the costume, isn’t it a little silly? I want something more badass, if you know what I mean”.

Suddenly the sparkle of an idea exploded in my skull, and I turned my head up to look inside Jason’s eyes. “In that case, I think I have the perfect costume for you, bro. But that means we’ll have to role play a little more so you can get used to it and really stand out during the Halloween party. Are you up for it?” I asked with a devilish grin spreading on my face.

“Hell yeah, bro! What do you have in mind?”

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“Come on in”, I said calmly, trying to hold down my excitement and appear as professional as possible.

Jason entered our dad’s office, wearing skin tight jeans that showed off his deliciously big bulge and a white tank top that did nothing to hide his perfectly sculpted torso. He gulped as he looked at me sitting on our dad’s leather chair, a mahogany table in between us, and I held a blank notebook and a pen in my hands. I looked at him sharply and waited until he came closer to the desk, and I stood up to shake his hand.

“Good morning, Mr. Bottom. Thank you for agreeing to see me today” Jason said politely, and I just knew he had a slight fear of the polished version of me sitting right in front of him. He was really getting into this role playing thing.

“Good morning, Mr. Huges, please take a sit. I have plenty of desperate young men waiting in the room outside for an audition, so let’s get this started, shall we?” I told him sternly as I pointed to the chair in front of me.

He sat down slowly, trying to calculate his movements so as to not look clumsy, and once he was seated he immediately spread his legs wide, like the young stud he was, proudly giving me a privileged view of his meaty bulge. I salivated at the sight.

“So tell, me, Mr. Huges, what made you seek out this job?” I asked him, putting my pen down and fixing my gaze on his flawless face.

“Well, hum, you can call me Jason, sir. I ah, well, I just finished school and I’ve been looking for a job, and I was never one with a talent for academics, so I knew college wasn’t for me. You see, I’ve always been a sports guy, sir, and I just like to lift weights, play football, wrestle, that kind of stuff. I don’t think I ever read a book in my life… for pleasure, I mean. And the job market has been pretty shitty lately, oh, sorry sir, I mean, pretty bad, and I can’t find a job anywhere. I saw an ad for, huh, hum… this position when I was watching a video of your company online and jerkin… I mean, when I was having some alone time sir, so I just thought I maybe should check it out” he finished, blushing.

“Interesting. I don’t know if you’ve realized it, Jason, but the position we’re looking for you to fill is actually a little bit different than what you might be thinking about. I mean, when you say you were watching one of our company’s videos, I bet that was a straight video, wasn’t it? You are straight, isn’t that right, Jason?” I arched one of my brows at him.

“Oh yes sir, I’m straight, one hundred percent! I like pussy” he blurted out, a little too excitedly.

“Well, young man, if you end up working here, you’ll actually be dealing with a different kind of pussy, but let’s leave this out for later. So you’re saying you just graduated high school, isn’t going to college and is looking for a job, right? A way to make some easy, good money?”

“Exactly, sir. I just need a job, any job, really, the bills won’t pay themselves! And since I’m not going to college, I might as well just start working as soon as possible”.

“I see. I think we can work with that, Jason. You’re a diamond in the rough, boy, and there’s a particular niche we can fit you in here in our company that I think you’ll be perfect at: the dumb jock trope. We will market the hell out of your jock body and handsome face in that niche and soon enough you’ll be banking a lot of cash, young man. From all you’ve told me so far, that wouldn’t be too far out from the truth, would it, boy? You’re pretty much a dumb jock in real life too, aren’t you?”

“Well, there’s no need for me to deny it, sir, I’m not that bright, no, and I really do love sports. So I guess you could say I’m a dumb jock, hell, everyone I know have told me the exact same thing!” He chuckled, as if remembering an inside joke.

“Absolutely Jason, you’re a dumb, hot jock. I bet there are only two things you’re good for” I said, grinning.

“Oh, and what are those things, sir?”

“Sports and fucking, boy” I flat out said it.

“Oh!” He blushed. “Hum, yeah, you could say that, sir. I mean, that’s what made me check this job out, sir” he said, lowering his head down to his lap, where I saw his bulge was clearly growing.

“And what makes you think you’re the man for the job, Jason?” I asked him the million dollar question.

Without saying anything, my big bro just stood up from his chair and ripped his white tank top from his torso, shredding the small piece of fabric with both of his large hands, and such a display of masculine power was enough to make my cock as hard as a rock in the pants I was wearing. Jason’s ripped abs and muscular chest came into view gloriously, the stud slowly feeling himself up, brushing his hard, pointy nipples with his fingers.

Then, if that wasn’t enough to just make me crazy for him, I looked down to his crotch to see a huge tent on his old, washed out jeans, and it was clear from that point on that my hunky bro wasn’t wearing any underwear. Still not muttering a word, Jason fixed his gaze sultrily on me as he slowly opened up the button of his jeans and pushed down his zipper, and immediately his throbbing, huge cock jumped out of his confines and slapped hard against the wooden table in front of him, his cock head looking hungry and thirsty for a tight hole to squeeze into, drops of pre-cum wetting the table.

Jason took his enormous piece of jock meat in his right hand and started slapping the table with it, making a loud “thud” sound with each slap, as if to prove me the power of his manly, big cock, to show me just how hard he was. He looked at me expectantly, as if his little show was answer enough to my previous question. Of course it was.

“Well, well, Jason, aren’t you a hung, horny dumb jock, huh boy? That’s a fine piece of meat you have there. I must tell you, I see a lot of big young dicks all day from horned up jocks just like yourself, but your dick has a special quality about it, boy. It’s long, thick, meaty and perfectly proportionate! I bet that big dick will look really good on camera” I said, by now having stood up and walked around the table to meet Jason, not wasting any time before wrapping my hand around his juicy cock and starting to jerk him off in my hands.

“Do you like my cock, sir?” He panted, mouth slightly open and breath ragged, as he looked at me. Fuck, my big bro is so fucking handsome. I wanted to kiss the hell out of him right there, but I had to stay in character. “Do you think I can do a good job?”

“Fuck, son, of course I like this huge cock of yours. It ‘s perfect, boy. And, like I said, you are a diamond in the rough, so although you have an incredible physique and an actual porn star cock, I can’t put you in front of a camera without knowing if you have what it takes first, boy” I replied, now jerking his cock faster, wrapping my fingers around his thick jock dick, feeling him up all the way from the base to squeezing his large cock head, my hand wet with his cock juices.

“And what can I do to prove to you I have what it takes, sir?” He leaned forward towards me, fucking his dick against my hand.

“Well son, you have to prove to me that you can fuck”, and just as I finished saying it, Jason couldn’t resist anymore, so he just pushed my shoulders down so I was on my knees, and without any notice, shoved his entire fat shaft inside my hungry, slutty mouth.

“Here sir, please, have a taste of my big jock cock! Please take it all the way down your throat, suck me, blow me, let me fuck your mouth for you, sir, let me prove you I can fuck, let me prove I can fuck you good and be a good model for your company!” He said deliriously, as he shoved inch after inch of his large member all the way inside my mouth. I wrapped my lips closely around his shaft and put my tongue into action, licking as much of him as I could, as I grabbed his muscular ass cheeks with both hands and helped him fuck my mouth.

He put one of his hands on my hair and steered me down on his shaft, pushing my head down and shoving his cock up, effectively bobbing my head up and down on his dick, the sounds of expert cocksucking filling our dad’s office. I took my mouth out of his cock so I could lick all around his shaft and down to his balls, and as I slurped them inside with my rosy lips Jason started slapping his huge cock against my face, over and over again.

“What do you say, sir? Am I doing okay? Are you liking the way I fuck your mouth?” He asked hesitantly.

“Oh yeah son, just give more of your big cock, come on! You might be one the best studs that ever walked inside my office!” I replied, going back to slurping all of thr thick dick inside, swallowing it all the way down to his pubes.

“Fuck yeah sir, take my big cock! Take this dumb, huge jock cock all the way inside your faggot throat!” He yelled.

Loud gagging sounds could be heard inside the office as I licked and sucked and blew his cock, now shiny with spit, and now and again I took it out of my mouth to spit all over his cock head, making him even wetter, then going down on him again and patting on his tight to tell him it was time for him to fuck my mouth himself.

He did it like a champ, holding my face tightly with both hands and just slamming his huge dick inside my lips with such force I thought I might black out. I was so incredibly high with lust, love and adoration for my big bro that I actually feared I would pass out anytime now. He was just using me so well, so perfectly dirty and nasty, just the way I wanted. I took his dick out of my mouth and pushed my trousers down, exposing my smooth and plump bubble butt to my big bro, and then bent down on the office table, spreading my cheeks wide and flashing him my tiny little hole.

“It’s time for some real fucking, son. Time for you to fuck my slutty corporate ass hard, like I know a stud like you can do, and maybe you’ll leave this office today with a new job title: gay pornstar. Come on, son, put that big teen cock inside me! Fuck me hard!” I commanded.

Even as I begged for my big bro’s dick, the mere sight of my hungry cunt was too much for him, so he had to shove his whole face inside my ass crack first and fuck my hole with his tongue until I was dripping with his spit. He ate me out thoroughly, tongue spreading all over my hole, lips munching on my tiny puck. He kept licking all the way from my balls to the top of my ass crack, tongue stopping longer once reaching my little hole, stabbing at it just like his cock was bound to do later.

Then, with pure brute force, Jason took me by my hips and sat down on our daddy’s leather chair, pulling me over on his lap and spreading my legs, fat cock head pointing straight at my tight hole, and started to shove me down all the way on his cock. I was pretty used to his cock so far, so he squeezed inside smoothly, until I was impaled fully on his huge jock meat, ass cheeks resting on his thighs. He held me by my hips and started to bounce me on his cock, up and down, up and down.

“Come on sir, please use my straight, dumb jock cock for your pleasure, I’m all yours! I really want this job, sir, and I’m not afraid to fuck my way to get it. I can fuck you as many times and as hard as you like, don’t worry, I have a pretty good stamina! Just ride my big jock dick sir, ride it good! Fuck yeah, just like that!” As he said it, Jason lifted my big bubble butt up just to then push it down hard all the way on his cock, which he shoved up inside my hole just as my ass was coming down, getting into a fast rhythm with me moaning and bouncing on his lap, the sounds of our fucking dominating the room.

“You big, dumb, hung jock, you’re just as horny as I pegged you to be, aren’t you? I was right, so right, sports and fucking are the only things you’re good for, boy! Shit, you’re fucking me so good, come on, just keep nailing me and hammering me with your huge cock! I’m going to make you a fucking star, boy!” I moaned, high whimpers leaving my mouth with each hard pump of my big bro’s cock.

“You have such a tight little hole sir, I love fucking your ass! So hot! Ride my dick!” He said as he started pile driving his meaty cock all the way up inside my ass, slamming me so hard I thought I was going to fly out of the chair.

“Don’t worry boy, you’ll have a lot of time to practice with me after we finish your hire. There will be a lot of boy pussy for you to fuck here at our company once you start shooting, so I’ll have to keep teaching you a few tricks until you’re the best ass fucker inside the building!”

“Ah, ah, so tight, fuck sir, does this mean I get the job? You’re going to hire me?” He panted, fucking me harder than ever before.

“Fuck yeah you dumb stud, if you keep fucking me like this every day, you’re hired!” I screamed, reaching my limit and painting my bro’s abs with my cum.

“FUCK YEAH, thank you sir, you won’t be disappointed! I’ll fuck your ass whenever you want! Fuck, I’m cumming sir, cumming inside your hole, is too much, I can’t take it!” He screamed, resting his face against my shoulder as he dumped load after load of his sweet and thick stud cum inside of me.

Later, as I clicked “Stop” on the camera strategically placed on a tripod at the office, I turned around to my still panting big bro and said “Fuck, Jason, I think we really hit the nail with this idea, big bro, you were so great! Played your part perfectly. I think you’re going to be a huge hit at the Halloween party with your pornstar costume!” I grinned.

“Thanks, little bro! I’m so happy, man. You really are a genius. I never saw anyone dressed as a pornstar for a Halloween party before, so I bet people will go crazy when they see me! But say, Pauly, what about my actual outfit?” He asked dumbly.

“Don’t be silly, big bro, pornstars don’t wear any clothes! That’s the whole reason this is such a genius costume! You will just take some Viagra beforehand so your big dick is hard the whole night, slip on a cock ring and go naked to the frat house! I’m sure you’ll be the life of the party!”

This story begins in a town called Neilburg, Colorado. Despite that not being a real place, and this story beginning very cheesy, it’ll probably be one worth listening to. Neilburg is a nice town. Quiet, sunny, and quite frankly… boring. So much so that when it’s not sunny people cheer. Rain can be a pretty big event here. And do you know what made the paper last week? Evans neighbor had a dog who reached the age of 24! Had. Missy’s death made the paper and brought a tear to everyone’s eye.

But who’s Evan? I’m glad you caught that. Evan is someone who’s exactly like everyone else. If everyone else was super hot. He has olive/ tan skin and nice wavy brown hair. He’s around 6’1”, which is just a little taller than most boys he knows. His voice is just above what might be considered low. And what he’s most proud of is his muscles. His 4, soon to be 6 pack, his filled in chest, and large arms. And of course, his firm ass. Despite all that, he fits the perfect silence of Neilburg. Or that’s what he wished, at least. No. Evan is just a confused boy. A boy who’s confused about other boys. He goes to Neilburg high and works at a local McDonalds ten minutes from there. His special hobby is carpentry, and he also rides a bike quite good. But these are things everybody knows. What you’re here for is the things that happen behind closed doors, aren’t you? Of course you are. But don’t worry, we’ll get to that. 

See, everything I just said were things that everyone knows. But here’s something that very few people know (including you in a few seconds), Evan is not all he appears. Evan struggled with accepting himself. Especially because he doesn’t know who he is. While the other boys dream about girls, and watch tons of porn, Evan dreams about both boys and girls. And also watches tons of porn. He’s a teenage boy, what were you expecting? Anyways, he wishes he could have a throbbing cock in his hand, but in the  blink of an eye, he’ll want some big tiddies. So that leaves him very upset. But he understands girls. He lost his virginity to a girl, and he’s been with others since then. But he’s very unacquainted with men. Except for one…

That’s where this all began. With his best buddy. He’ll remain nameless for now, but trust me, you’ll find out who he is. Evan and his friend became very close when they were younger. They were good kids, and stayed out of trouble , mostly. But one day some years back, everything changed. 

One day, some years ago

Evan and (BLANK) finally decided they had enough. Evan thought (BLANK)’s idea was really good, and after two weeks of convincing his mom, she finally let them have a water balloon fight. Their other friends were supposed to come, but their parents didn’t let them. Or they didn’t feel like coming. Regardless, all their friends said their parents didn’t let them go. But Evan and (BLANK) didn’t mind. They enjoyed each other’s company. One never failed to make the other smile. 

So their water balloon fight had tired them both out, and they went to go inside and dry off. They’re heading inside when Evan stops (BLANK). Evan grabs his arm. “Wait! Take off your shoes before you come in. They’re soaked”

“You don’t have to rub it in that you got me soaked. Too bad I didn-“

(BLANK) chucks a water balloon he was hiding behind his back at Evan. 

“Hey! No fair, we were already finished!”

Evan could barely contain his laughter, but (BLANK) didn’t even try. He lost it, laughing hysterically . Evan threw his shoulder into (BLANK)’s and they both fell down. (BLANK) felt very warm, which was surprising to Evan as he had just hit him with a volley of cold water balloons. (BLANK)’s shirt was white and very wet, so you could see everything through it. They got up and Evan caught a glance. He had to stop himself from double taking, but was surprised how much more muscular (BLANK) was than him. It isn’t anything crazy, his chest and arms slightly toned,  but to a skinny boy, that seemed very manly. They finally got it together and walked- more like slowly ran to the bathroom. (BLANK) won the little race and grabbed the biggest towel. Evan probably would’ve needed that more as he was taller out of the two, but he didn’t let it bother him. After all, (BLANK) won fair and square. They began to pat-dry themselves off, but that wasn’t working well at all. They both realized, but was unsure whether or not to make a move to go to the other room and get undressed. They both had been having such a good time, they felt like saying anything might ruin the mood. It wouldn’t have of course, but they obviously weren’t sure of that. Evan grabbed the bottom of his shirt and began lifting it up. It isn’t that big a deal, right? I mean (BLANK) had seen this before when they’d gone swimming together. So no harm done. Evan felt relieved when (BLANK) started to do the same. But that relief was shortly lived. Evan’s eyes widened at the sound of (BLANK)’s shorts unbuttoning. And then unzipping. Evan froze. And just before he was about to take his pants off, (BLANK) noticed Evan looking. 

“Hey, this is for the ladies eyes only”, (BLANK) said laughing. 

“Oh.. sorry” Evan chuckled dryly. 

“Don’t worry about it. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, I was just trying to crack a joke”

“No I’m just tired from drowning you with all those water balloons. I still need to catch my breath.”

“Hey! Don’t be so cocky, I beat you 4 times in a row last week at air hockey!”

“Yeah whatever haha. I guess we’re even now”

The silence came back and Evan began to unbutton his pants. They both took theirs off at the same time, trying not to look at each other’s bodies. Finally they were dry. Except (BLANK) wasn’t. 

“Hey Evan?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you have any underwear I could borrow? Sorry I know it’s a weird question but mine are wet”

“Uhhh yeah. Come to my room and lemme check”

Evan looked both ways, making sure the hallways were clear before they dashed to Evans room. He looked in the drawer and had two pairs left. One was regular boxers and the other was briefs. He looked at (BLANK) (who was sitting on the bed) so he might have an idea of his underwear preference. He was surprised to see a slight bulge that wasn’t there before. His heart now beating faster, he quickly looked back at the underwear and grabbed a pair. (BLANK) preferred briefs, from what Evan gathered. 

“Here you go”

“Thanks”

They both just stood there. Evan realized that (BLANK) might’ve wanted some privacy, so he turned around. Looking back on it, Evan realized he probably should’ve left the room, but he’s so glad he didn’t. “Sorry” he said quietly. He was met with the sound with the sound of the fabric moving off and onto (BLANK)’s body instead of a response. Evan felt a slight tingle in his crotch. He shook his head and pushed any odd thoughts out of his head. 

“How do I look? They fit pretty good, actually” 

“I bet they’re good. I’m not that much bigger than you.” 

Evan didn’t look

“Yeah right. You’re like 50 feet taller than me! No for real though, I like these. Mind if I keep them?”

“Haha sure. Wait. Which ones are those? I might wanna keep them”

“We’ll look, stupid” 

Evan turned back around. They had a dinosaur pattern on them and they were ones Evan was begging to outgrow. His regular underwear surely would’ve been too big for (BLANK). It took Evan a second to notice, but now there was a full bulge in the underwear Evan just gave to (BLANK). He looked at it, up at (BLANK), and back down at it. His heart was racing. (BLANK) quickly wiped the smile off his and looked down

“Oh. Sorry about that. I’m used to getting hard while I’m changing, I didn’t even notice.”

“Don’t worry about it, it happens to me too sometimes” Evan chuckled dryly. 

“Yeah haha you get it. I gotta jerk off everyday before school just to get rid of it”

Evan and (BLANK) laughed together. Evan wanted to ask this question way sooner but he was really scared of what (BLANK) might say. They were quiet up until (BLANK) started putting his pants on. Just as he was putting his other leg in, Evan finally finally got the courage to ask. 

“Do you need to take care of it now?”

“Thank god! I thought you were gonna make me go all the way home with a massive boner!”

“Haha of course not! I wouldn’t do that to my best friend!”

(BLANK) took his pants back off and jumped onto Evans bed. Evan was walking away before (BLANK) said;

“Dude I found this awesome vid of this chick getting fucked by two huge black dudes the other day. You GOTTA come see this?”

Evan was thanking god for a moment that his mom wasn’t home to hear that. 

“Sure.”

Now let’s view this from Evans pov.

I walked to the bed as (BLANK) took his phone out and started pulling up the link. The cheesy dialogue and intro started playing on the video while I went and sat next to him on the bed. About a minute in the girl was naked and was about to take both of the guys dicks into her mouth when I felt mind getting hard. I forgot I was still in my underwear, and my bulge was just as visible as (BLANK)’s. That’s when I remembered my friend had a hard-on and it was right where I could see it. “Hey can you hold the phone for a quick sec. Or prop it up or something?” He said. I pulled up the blanket and made a little mountain with it while he stuck his hand in down the underwear to adjust his dick. I could practically see every detail now that he moved it to the side. He looked about an inch, maybe two shorter than mine but he sure made up for it with girth. If I had to guess, it was 5 or 6 inches in length, and at least 6 in girth. If not, more. It was slightly veiny and was bobbing up and down every few seconds. The further we got into the video the more he started rubbing it. While yeah, it was a good video, I could not take my eyes off his beautiful cock. There was a spot that was growing bigger from all the precum I was leaking. I couldn’t handle it anymore. I reached into my now very tight underwear and began to pull my dick out. I needed everything out, so I thrust my hips up and pulled my underwear down to my knees. My dick was just above 7 inches and was inbetween 4 and 5 for girth. It was very veiny and had a bright pink tip, which was very large. It curved up a lot, which I think nicely compliments my mushroom tip. My balls clung tightly to my body, and they weren’t that big. I gripped it tightly and slowly began moving it up and down. Up and down. With my eyes closed and the sound of that woman getting railed, I completely forgot about (BLANK) next to me. I opened my eyes to find him looking at me and my throbbing cock back and forth, smiling lightly. 

“Wow. I didn’t know you were packing all that.”

“It’s not as impressive as yours”

He looked at me again

“I mean I bet it’s not”

“Let’s see then”

He did the same, but his kept on the waistband and flung on his stomach, making a smack noise. He quickly threw his leg up and flipped on to me, practically straddling me. Our dicks were lying on each other, both of us extremely horny and hard. Our chests were barely an inch apart when he grabbed his dick. I finally got a good look at it. It was just as I mentioned before, but I could see everything perfectly now. It was a nice brown color that matched the rest of his skin, up to the tip, which was slightly darker. It matched the color of his lips. His balls hung low and he was very hairy. His tip was perfectly proportional to his shaft, which curved a little to the left. He jerked his dick off a little bit, his balls bouncing wildly with every movement. I grabbed mine and held it up to his. Mine was definitely longer, but his was thicker and prettier. 

“Hm. I definitely got you beat”

“Maybe, but mines still longer. I know you’re jealous haha.” 

He chuckled, but quickly stopped and went back to jerking off. I did the same. We were about 15 minutes into the video when I started to get close. I think he noticed, because I sometimes thrust my hips a little when I feel I’m about to cum. Without saying a word, he scooted up a little and rubbed his tip against mine. It felt glorious. I couldn’t hold it in an I began to moan. He took that as an invitation to take my hand off my dick and hold mine to his. He was jerking us both now and I could do nothing but grab my bedsheets and enjoy his touch. I was leaking so much precum you could hardly call it leaking. It dripped down in between our penises which was acting as lube now. (BLANK) realized our cocks were now moving up against each other instead of as one, which gave him and idea. He adjusted his grip and punched his hand into the bed right above my shoulder, which brought him closer to me. He was jerking us off violently. 

I completely forgot about the porn. I didn’t need it right now anyways. He’s better than any porn I could get my hands on. Waves of pleasure were flying through my body. I loved the sound of the wet slimy sound our dicks we’re making together, and I loved feeling his breath on my neck. He kept putting his head down closer to me, which made me feel his hot, heavy breathing even more intensely. It didn’t even occur to me that I could be looking at what was happening. I looked down and saw that (BLANK) was looking too. And what I was was beautiful. He wasn’t even moving his hand anymore. He had his grip against our dicks and was fucking it. And he was fucking it good. It was loud, and the precum was stretched out between our cocks everytime he pumped it up, making a beautiful web looking shape. The sight was too much for me to handle and I could feel a huge orgasm coming on. But (BLANK) was way ahead of me. He started grunting like and animal and his muscles got super tight. Before I knew it, he shot cum all the way up onto his chin! And then more in my hair, then my neck, and chest, and finally just began pouring out of his sweet cock. He kept thrusting, which made his cum the lube. It was too slippery and perfect, and the sight of all this was too much. I came. Every nerve in my rock hard dick was cheering. I only shot up to my stomach, but I came so much. Every bit I splurged out felt even more heavenly. It felt like that orgasm lasted for forever. Finally we stopped, and (BLANK) collapsed onto me. His body felt cooler than all the cum, but was still so hot. But the weight of his body and the smell of his sweat was so good. We both got up, still rock hard. 

Then it hit us both. WAIT. I can’t be gay?! What just happened? I can’t believe this. We got dressed and he ran out the door in what felt like under a second. But maybe that’s because time felt slowed down while he was on top of me. 

That was a pretty good pov from Evan there huh? Well it’s back to me now. I know you guys missed me so much. Anyways, (BLANK) came back, and came again. And a lot. Many times. But last year he moved away. Nobody knows why, other than his dad getting a job offer in Texas, and that it was sudden. 

But that all brings us to right now. Where are we right now? In Neilburg high’s locker room of course! Right now Evan is peeking at the other mens dicks, trying to see if they compare to (BLANK)’s gorgeous member. Poor (BLANK). Oh and I bet you’re wondering what’s up with all the “blank” stuff. Because of the reveal of course. Yup. There’s gonna be more to this story, but I gotta end it here for now. 

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How’d I do? I plan on doing more chapters or whatever to this if y’all like it. Definitely excited to write more because I got lots of exciting things planned!!

***Note that the following story is a work of semi-fiction, or maybe “inspired by a true story.” Part is 100% true, and part is fantasy, and I leave it to the reader to determine which is which. Certain details have been tweaked to protect the “innocent.”***

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We slept.

Man, after the past 24 hours or so I don’t know how we could’ve done anything but sleep. Karl and I were both well and truly spent; and for good measure, I think I had overworked a whole group of muscles I didn’t even know I had. More than that, the feeling I had spooning with him as we slipped into oblivion gave me an overwhelming sense of peace… of being safe.

Of course, daylight’s first beams got our blood flowing again, and the touch of our bodies brought our dicks to full attention. We both knew that our time in our private love nest was drawing to an end—Karl had to work at the computer lab that afternoon and I had a shit-ton of projects I had put off for far too long. But for the moment, we had each other, and had enough testosterone flowing in our blood to kill a pod of whales.

For all that, we didn’t throw ourselves into wild, throbbing, throw-em-down-and-fuck-em sex… it was like we were savoring each other. Even with all the intensity of two sexed up guys going after each other, it was surprisingly sensual. I think on top of all the other lessons we had learned that weekend, we were really coming to an understanding of foreplay… especially man-on-man foreplay. It was very different from my experiences with women.

At one point I had Karl flat on his back, with me pleasuring his entire torso with my tongue, leaving his rock-hard cock anxious for attention. Whetting his appetite.  Sitting between his legs, I pulled his leg up and forward, bending it at the knee and dragging my tongue on long, sensual licks up and down his inner thigh. Karl sighed in deep contentment. Playful, and curious, I tried something new. I continued to flex his leg, working my tongue down past his knees, to his ankles, and finally to his feet. Staring him dead in the eye, I slowly worked his foot to my mouth, and then focused my oral attention on his toes, suckling them as if they were his cockhead. I don’t know what he was expecting, but he let out an explosive burst of raw joy that almost sounded like a laugh… not of being tickled, nor of finding humor in the situation, but simply not believing his good luck. His eyes weren’t flashing need, but some other emotion I couldn’t quite name.

As we went on, our foreplay became less focused as our patience ran thin. Finally Karl grabbed me out of bed to put into play an idea he had been brewing about for some time—he wanted me to fuck him in front of the full-length mirror on one of the walls, so he could watch the action take place from a variety of angles.

Who was I to deny him anything?

He stood in front of it, braced against the wall with his outstretched hands. I slid behind him, working that sensitive spot on his neck while I greased up his hole, and slowly slid inside him. FUUUUUCK I loved that first moment of penetration. I reached around and worked his cock with my right hand, while sliding my left across his nipples, teasing them. Lightly pinching them. He leaned into me, matching my undulations as I slowly began thrusting.

And Karl—brash, outgoing Karl—dissolved into absolute putty. He pleaded with me to fuck him. Whimpered for my cock juice to fill him. He had completely surrendered to the fuck. The weird thing is that it was all so masculine… or maybe that he was so fucking masculine, even in surrender. This was all so unexpected to me… a completely different perspective on masculinity. I… can’t explain it.

And truthfully, at that moment I had no interest in explaining it. I just wanted to feel it. To spend my last chance fucking him with all my being. After a long rush of long-dicking him, I needed more. I pushed down on him to get him on all fours, and dug in for deep, fast hammer strokes. Fuck, I loved doggie. I could fucking pound him from that position, drawing out animal sounds in both of us. His ass was fucking mine. Slamming my hard cock into him like that, I could drive away all other thought. All other confusion about what may come. There was nothing but the jackhammered collision of my cock and his greedy ass.

I wish I could have lasted forever. I wish that glorious friction would have gone on, that the sounds of our bodies slapping together and our animal cries would have lasted into a new night. But my rough play in his ass drove Karl past the point of no return, triggering for Karl a cascading cumshot that triggered mine too. A grand finale that left us both deeply satisfied.

And after. I leaned down over Karl, so that my chest met his back. My hand below reached around, grabbing not for his dick, but running open palmed across his hairy chest. I could… feel his heartbeat, the long slow gasps as he caught his breath. His tight hole instinctively contracting and constricting around my cock, which was starting to soften but was still hard inside him.  Connected in the most intimate way possible.  But other sensations stayed with me, too… the intimacy of our skin touching, reacting to each other. His natural scent filling my lungs. The taste of him as I gently kissed his neck. All of him. Karl.

After such a climax, the rest of the morning was, by definition, anticlimactic. We showered together, but there was almost an elegiac silence—the shower made it hard to talk, and we fell into wordlessness as we gently cleaned each other, readying ourselves to go back to civilization. And I could tell we were mentally starting to remove ourself from this magical weekend as we increasingly lathered up ourselves, not each other. I chuckled bitterly, inwardly as I only now put on the change of clothes I had brought for the weekend. After a weekend of naked sex, clothes felt… scratchy.

Conversation, which had flowed so freely, also took a nosedive. With only the blandest of banter, we stripped the bed and threw everything into the washer… I’d stop by the house later to finish up the laundry. We gathered up everything and hit the road back to campus.

We needed to talk, and this was pretty much our last chance. I have no idea what I thought about the weekend. I mean, I loved the sex and all things considered would have cheerfully jumped into the backseat for another round right that very minute… I mean, cruise control would take care of everything, right? But there was far more to this than sex. And even if I knew what was going on in my own head, I had no idea what was going through Karl’s. I was grateful that in driving, we were both pretty much stuck staring straight ahead… it made it easier to talk to him if I wasn’t looking into his eyes. Those eyes.

“So.” I began. “Back to civilization.”

“Yeah.”

Pause.

Pause.

Great. This was starting off well. “So. Do you… have any thoughts about what… you know… happens now?”

Karl let out a short, somewhat humorless chuckle. “That’s the million-dollar question, isn’t it?” There was another pause.

At this point, I was starting to get irritated. That wasn’t fair, sure, but I’ll own it. God knows my own thoughts were in a jumble. But one thing that was standing out was a feeling of connection with him. That we had just had something incredibly important happen. Maybe something incredibly rare happen. I guess I was hoping he’d at least acknowledge that part.  “Did you like what we did?” I asked, with a tone that might have had a bit too much angst.

“Well, yeah. Yeah!” Karl responded, slightly defensively. “I mean…. Shit. If I’m honest, I’d have to say that was some of the best sex I’ve ever had. Like, I didn’t know sex could even be like that.”

Pause.

“And?” I asked.

“Well, what about you? Did you like it?”

“Of course I did!” I responded. “I mean, yeah… you’re right. I didn’t know sex could be that good.”

Pause. I pushed a little more. “Karl, I get the sense you’re thinking hard about something.”

“It’s hard. I always leave the thinking to you,” he said mordantly. “It’s just I don’t even know what this all means. I’ve… always seen myself as straight. Never even questioned it. Always saw myself as marrying some great woman and settling down with the kids and job. I mean, that’s who I am. I mean, I don’t ogle guys in the showers. I’m not checking anyone out or anything. I’m not, like… you know, fantasizing about other men.”

“Did you ever fantasize about… me?”

The car suddenly got very, very quiet.

“I don’t… I don’t know.”

“Huh?” I responded.

“It’s not like I was… fantasizing about you. I mean not really. But I have sometimes wondered. I mean, not wondered. I have thought that… fuck.  Fuck.  Ok, there were times where I thought I felt something… more towards you.”

“What? When? How long have you been…”

“Fuck. Ok, ok. Last year… remember at the very end of the year, when we both had loaded up our cars and were getting ready to head home for the summer? We saw each other and hugged good bye. And it was like hot and we were sweaty from packing, and anxious to get going, and we hugged. And I… didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want you to leave. I… it’s like, I never had a guy friend like you. And things were just so great. So fucking easy between us. And I just wanted us to keep hanging out, and being together… and I felt it all, right here,” he said as he thumped his fist right over his heart.

“You’ve had feelings for me since last year?” I responded, wildly thinking through the implications.

“No, no, no.” He cut me off. “I mean, not really. I mean, that’s part of why I never said anything. It didn’t mean anything. I mean, not really. Or at least I didn’t think so.  It wasn’t serious.  I’m not really gay, and I didn’t think you were either. But…. Fuck, I don’t know.”

“if it helps any… I think there were times I felt something about you, too. More than once, actually.”

Karl whipped his head around, staring at me in wide-eyed shock. “You’re shitting me. Seriously?”

I thought long and hard about what to say. To be honest with him… and maybe more important, to be honest with myself.  “The weird thing is those feelings bubbled up at weird times, usually in response to something… small. Like when you dove for a frisbee and it was like masculinity in motion. When you burst out laughing at a stupid joke I said. It was never some big Hollywood Movie Moment with some orchestra music swell in the background. And I think that’s why I was able to write them off. And I’ve never had feelings like this for another guy, so I had no… idea what they felt like. No idea what to do with them.”

“I didn’t know,” Karl said simply.  He sighed deeply. “I thought I was just being… you know, a no-account horndog. I wouldn’t have ever said anything to you. I wouldn’t have ever said anything to myself. But… maybe… maybe there was something… there. And it’s been staring us in the face all along.”

It was my turn to sigh. “I guess that brings us back to the million-dollar question. What do we do now?” I let the question hang in the air for a second, before pushing on. “I mean, here we are at the end of the year. The end of college. I’ve planned on moving away this summer. I’m starting grad school out east in the fall. You’re staying here and starting that internship. We only have a few weeks. A couple months ago I was all set to be moving ahead with Liz, and thought that that was going somewhere. And holy shit I still have to somehow finish my honors project, survive finals and… you know, actually graduate.”

My sentences had slowly been picking up speed as I went, and I finished in a blast of speed verging on desperation. Karl was staring ahead, middle distance. He may have nodded grimly. I continued on, with something that was weighing on me. “I have loved everything we’ve done. It’s not just a “no regrets” kinda thing, but really loved it. But I don’t think I could be like in a full-blown relationship right now, let alone start one right now. Not with anyone. I don’t know where my own head is about any of this… and I’m way behind where I need to be with my big project. With everything… it’s going to be a hellish few weeks as it is.”

“Our timing sucks, that’s for sure,” he replied flatly. “And I hear you… I’m at make-or-break time, too. If you need time, if you need focus, I can understand.” He paused, and I got the sense he was steeling himself, gathering strength before going on in a rush himself. “But I also think if this thing between us has been staring us in the face this whole time, finally throwing us at each other… there might be something there. Something real. And it would be fucking stupid not to realize it.”

“You’re right,” I conceded, unwinding ever so slightly.

After a moment, I jumped in again. “Look, we don’t have to make some kind of formal decision… not right here, not right now. And I don’t want to get you sucked into my world of overthinking things.” Karl smiled. “This is all new. Let’s just… agree to take things as they come. Not say anything to anyone. No one knows… no one has any idea. Our secret. We’ll just take it one day at a time. Survive the next few weeks. No pressure. Casual, and cool. That work?”

Karl breathed out. “Casual and cool.”  The silence that followed no longer felt oppressive. “And just to say it out loud: This weekend has been amazing.  All of it, not just the sex.”

I smiled a crooked smile. “But especially the sex?”

Karl looked at me and responded with an impish smirk of his own. “But especially the sex.”

At this I laughed. “Jesus Christ, man. You are a horny fucking pervert. You know that?”

“Pffft. Everyone knows that.”

The rest of the day, and next few days generally, were an unpleasant collision with reality. I wasn’t just hyperventilating when I laid out to Karl everything I had going on, and I know he was in crunch time, too. I was lucky that my dorm was a single—a bad experience with a asshole of a roommate cleared up any interest in sharing a room if I didn’t have to. Without another roommate, I was able to cut out all the noise, all the distractions, and get ready for the final few weeks of school.

Of course, the lack of distractions gave me plenty of time to think about Karl… and brood about what was going to happen between us. In truth, I could’ve used his proven ability to snap me out of a spiraling train of thought… but of course *he* was the thing my thoughts were spiraling on about. Everything I thought I believed about myself—my sense of self, my identity, my expectations, and my plans for the future—were telling me I should not get any further involved with him. Walk away. To just enjoy what we had and not dig any deeper. But… I couldn’t stop thinking about him. And not just the physical stuff, just… him. All of him. The way he made me feel. His easy grin. The way he got my stupid jokes. The problem was that all my reasons for not getting involved with him were intellectual, generic, big picture, and abstract. My reasons for wanting to be with him, however, were close, personal, emotional and… overwhelming.

It was further complicated by the fact that in those first few days back, we barely saw each other in the daily run of our lives. And when we did see each other, we were always with our friends, and so hyper vigilant of anyone catching on to what had gone on between us that we basically avoided each other. It all added to the frustration, the confusion. It was all just so much bullshit.

As the week neared the end, I was feeling well and truly sorry for myself, and aggressively working on my honors project mostly out of frustration. Out of the blue, there was a knock at the door, and perhaps a bit sharper that necessary, I shouted at the closed door “What?”

Karl opened the door and came in.

Fuck. Ok. Cool. And Casual. We’re cool and casual. Coolandcasual. “Hey man,” he said, with a… look on his face, which somehow managed to read as nervous, expectant, hopeful, hesitant… and very interested. Fuck. Cool and casual. “Am I bothering you?”

He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, coming from something active, with his skin vaguely flushed and the hair at his temples slightly wet with sweat. Looking… *alive,* in physical glory, and hot as fuck. I sat up sharply, locked my eyes with his and welcomed him in… with a tone in my voice that was so desperately trying to be cool and casual my voice was almost brittle. “Heyyyyyy. No. No… no bother. What’s… up?”

“Oh, cool!” Karl brightened. “Yeah… it’s just that, well, Rick and I were, you know… just out playing…. Well, we were playing. Before. And since I was… you know, in your neck of the woods….”

I had no idea what else he said. My body was reacting to him, both physically and emotionally, in ways I could barely understand. My stomach had butterflies—fucking butterflies!—and I was awash in sensations. Fuck, Scott. Cool. Casual.

I was cool as a fucking cucumber as I slammed into him, my mouth mashing against his as if I was sucking my last breath from his lungs.

In a way, it reminded me of our first kiss, that fateful night nearly a week ago. It was way past “passionate” into deep into “raw hunger.” My hands somehow locked the door behind him, then were everywhere, feeling him, wanting him. I ran my hands through his hair, caressed his face as I kissed him, felt the muscles under his clothes. His were doing the same… free from any care or concern, just taking me all in. I pulled back enough that I could wrench his shirt over his head, and went back to exploring him with my mouth, with long sweeps of my tongue down his neck and across his chest… kissing him, suckling him, tasting him. He returned the favor, lifting my shirt over my head and diving him for his own oral assault. I clenched down hard to keep from gasping out his name. We were going so hard, our breath had already fallen into gasps, as we overcompensated for our time apart, in desperate need to feel each other again.

I spun him around and sat him down hard at the edge of my bed. Still working his chest, I moved down in fearsome determination. I violently opened the button and zipper of his shorts, and as he lifted his butt from the bed removed the offending garments, flipping them to the side.

And I fucking sucked him.

Primal hunger. Hormonal overdrive. His dick and my mouth made up for lost time. His hands raked by back, neck and shoulders as I went down on him, and he started lifting his hips up rhythmically as he tried to fuck my mouth.  I still couldn’t go all the way down on him and gaged, but immediately recovered and used my mouth and hands in combination to set his dick aflame. God it was fucking hot.

When he couldn’t take it any more, his hands grabbed my shoulders hard and hoisted me to my feet. I was fucking pissed–I wanted more of his cock. But with one quick move he similarly wrenched my shorts and underwear down, and slammed his mouth down the length of my rock hard cock. I threw back my head in a silent scream. Fuck it was good.

He was just as frantic in his sucking as I had been—he knew exactly how bad I needed it, and gave it to me hard. The intensity of his sucking, the power of his mouth as he went down on my was throwing off my balance, and I was quickly becoming unsteady on my feet. Karl was not going to be denied, however; he grabbed my hips and set my ass down on the side of the bed so he could resume his oral assault on my dick. As he worked me, he slid my shorts off entirely so he could better spread my legs. I silently panted out a mental prayer for what I hoped was coming next, and Karl did not disappoint.

With no prelude, no chit-chat, he hauled up my ass and started making out with my asshole.  FUUUUUUCK. God fucking damn this was better than anything he had done before, setting me off like a rocket. In fact, it was a little too exciting, as I had to bite my tongue hard to keep from letting loose a string of damning profanities that would have brought the entire floor running. I could feel his wildly-strewn clothes near me, and for some reason decided to grab them to serve as a gag to keep myself from screaming in ecstasy. But holy fuck… when I got the fabric to my face, I realized I had grabbed his underwear. Underwear deeply infused with his goddamn masculine, musky scent. I breathed in his man smell, and nearly shot my wad right there. I was then wildly rubbing it in my face, nearly hyperventilating as I went.

Karl’s head slid up, and we locked eyes… we both couldn’t take it anymore.  He looked around wildly, and saw the bottle of lube I had brought back from our weekend. Without grace, skill, or even a care, he splatted some on my ass, working it in as he rubbed the rest on his dick. Without a word he stood up, got between my legs so they were around his hips, and fucking tore into me.

I yelped at first. “Go slow. Gimme a second,” I hissed through clenched teeth. He stood down, but I could see the boiling need raging behind his eyes. He barely gave me enough time to adjust, but the reality is I didn’t care. I needed him. I needed us to fucking rut like we fucking Grizzley bears in heat. And he gave it to me. No elegance. Raw, blood-curdling fucking. I loved it. It was only a few minutes—far too few for my taste—before we both launched into simultaneous blasts white-hot cum. How we managed to keep it quiet and not set off the fire alarms is beyond me.

“Jesus,” I said when we could finally breathe again.  “Have you been practicing?”

“I didn’t think this was going to happen. I mean, I’ve been trying to be good… you know, keep it cool, keep it casual. And I know you’re busy. But finally I just… really wanted to see you. Just to talk. I mean, I’m always horny and thought maybe something would come up… but dude, you have an effect on me I can’t control. And I don’t know if I want to control.”

“I know what you mean,” I replied. “I mean, I thought I was just going to hug you, but my body went to autopilot. I suddenly needed more. And kept needing more.”

Karl propped himself up on one arm. “The sad thing is, I really can’t stay. Is it weird if I…”

“No Karl, don’t worry. I get it. I’m still pretty swamped myself with stuff I have to get done. And… we don’t want to raise suspicions. But, I’m… really glad to see you.”

“It’s really good to see you, too. I….” Karl finally went on almost pleadingly. “Look, I know we’re keeping things cool and casual and all, but… would you…. I mean, I could stop by every now and again, if that’s ok.”

I grinned. “That is very ok. Cool, I’ll let you stop by when you want, but in payment for taking up all my valuable time… how about leaving your undies?”

Karl stared at me for a minute before bursting into uncontrollable laughter. “See? You’re turning into a pretty sick horndog too, you know?”

The final few weeks of school were a bit of a blur. Karl stopped by pretty much daily, and we went to town on each other as quietly and efficiently as we could. Some days he stopped by after lunch, sometimes while out on his morning run, sometimes as our crew was heading back to the dorms after dinner. We tried to be as discreet as possible, although as time when on I stopped being so maniacally concerned. For the most part we stuck to oral, as it was usually easier to manage on the fly. To our great mutual pleasure, we, um, tried various things on for size, we pretty much realized we both liked it all, so we never fell into any formal roles, or patterns. That said, the heavy constraints of communal living meant that although we could explore to some degree, we didn’t have the freedom to really try things out. Certainly not loudly.

I think the release we offered each other paradoxically gave us the focus we needed to bear down and get through those last weeks of classes. But we never really talked about what was going to happen after graduation.  Karl and his roommate had already secured an apartment, and he was lined up to start a summer internship that would hopefully lead to a job in the fall… a dream job, if an entry-level one, with a company in his field.  I had secured a full scholarship to grad school out east, and my plan had been to leave sometime after graduation to move out east, find an apartment, and get myself situated in preparation for the fall. Changing our respective plans would have been complicated, and complicating.

There was only the clandestine encounters, and for me the indelible memories of Karl’s touch, his scent, and his eyes. Despite the fact we saw each other only fleetingly and on the sly, he was an ever-present presence in my mind.

The term ended and finally we were at graduation. After finals, most of the underclassmen left for the summer, but graduating seniors had a few days to themselves on campus. Karl’s extended family was driving up for the graduation ceremony, and I had out of town family here as well. Our time would no longer be our own. We would see each other, sure, but we had one last chance to truly be together.

As our group of friends wrapped up dinner, Karl asked if I wanted to go for a quick walk. Our friends let us be… they had no idea what had been going on between us, but given everything that happened over the year I think they instinctively understood we needed some time together and respected our privacy.

It was a surreal walk, going across the campus that was mostly quiet, with a few glimmerings of life scattered her and there as folks celebrated the upcoming graduation, took one last pass at favorite haunts, or dreamed of new futures that were just now opening up before them. My feelings with Karl encompassed all of this, but also were colored by swirls of complicated emotions I barely knew how to identify. It had been easy pushing all complex thought to the side while we were in the headlong rush to finish the semester–and to enjoy the incredible release and excitement of toe-curling sex with him–but the reality we had been ignoring for the past few weeks was now rudely staring us in the face.  It was… hard.

We slumped down on a favorite bench, where we had hung out many times, and stared quietly into the night. Summer was coming, and the air was touched with humid warmth. Even so, the warmth couldn’t quite drive away a cold emptiness in my gut.

“Scott, I wanted to say something to you,” Karl said, finally breaking the silence.  “And, well, to say a lot to you. Please let me get through everything.” He took a huge breath, and let it out. I nodded, and let him go.

“I just wanted to say that… … damn, guys don’t do well talking about feelings, and I’m worse than most.”

I gave a small, sympathetic smile to him.

“Your friendship has been the most important friendship of my life. I mean, it goes on way, way beyond friendship. Emotionally yes, and the physical stuff too. I mean, I don’t want to sound crass and all, but… well, everything we’ve done in bed… it’s hit me in ways… it’s helped me in ways I never expected. It’s fed my soul, and every time I’m with you, it just makes me more hungry. For more.”

My smile moved more into a smirk, but I bit my tongue so as not to make a smart-ass remark to break the mood.

“But it’s been more than that. You… you’ve been better to me than I ever deserved. The whole time we’ve known each other, but especially this spring. It wasn’t just that we connected, you… brought out things and part of me that I didn’t see. Made me better than I was. You were a foundation for me. And I’ve never repaid you. In fact I fucking stabbed you in the back, like a complete fucking asshole. And even then, after everything went down, you went beyond your best self, making me really see parts of me I didn’t see, and being even more of a foundation for me. This year would’ve crashed and burned if it wasn’t for you… the person I fucked over. I… can never thank you enough. Never. Enough. You….”

Karl’s voice nearly cracked with emotion. “Scott… I love you.”

I had stayed silent up until now as a courtesy, to let him finish. Now, as emotions crashed over me, I couldn’t have spoken up if I tried.

Karl went on. “And I think I’ve always loved you. As I’ve thought more and more about it, I think that was a big reason I slept with Liz. I was… jealous of you. Wanting you. Mad you didn’t want me. I was mad about my feelings toward you. I would never have admitted it to myself, never to you, but I think in my own way I was acting out, retaliating against you for something that wasn’t your fault. And it was easy, because I always thought sex was just sex. No big thing. But sex with you… I’ve never felt so close to someone. It’s scared me, excited me… it’s something  more deep and personal than I knew possible. It made we want to share more with you. Only with you. I’d already fallen for you—I know that now—but the sex brought it to a higher level than I could have thought. And I….”

At that moment, I cut him off completely involuntarily—the dam burst and I let out an explosive gasp that dissolved into a shuddering fit of ugly-crying. As he gathered me up in his arms, the water-works burst for him, too. God, we were a mess.

Finally he continued. “I love you, man. I fucking love you. And I know this doesn’t change anything. I just….”

“I love you, Karl. I love you,” I said simply, cutting him off.

And we kissed… a kiss greater even then the famous kiss in “Princess Bride.”

And so it was that one chapter in our lives came to a close, and a new one began. As it turns out, Karl was wrong: many things did change for us, and would continue to change for us. Such is life. But the best change of all came that very evening. You see, we had always had great sex… 

…but that night, we finally made love.

END

I woke up some time around 2 pm. I was still drunk with lust from my first taste of a strangers cock. I could still taste his semen in my mouth. I couldn’t wait to go back. I decided I was gonna get ready and go early. I still had a good supply for cocaine and I was gonna start into that soon. I showered , clean my self appropriately and began to pick out my outfit. It took me a few hours to get my self ready. I choose one of my sisters cheerleading outfits. It fit so well my pussy quivered. It was about 5pm when I headed to the rest stop. It was still light out , but it seemed to be somewhat eventful. I park in a spot. Turn the engine off and say in silence for a min. I was feel nervous but I was still eager to find a cock.

I did line of coke and It hit me hard. I was keyed up all over again I decided that I would take a walk. I stroll down over to the truck parking lot. All the 18 wheelers sitting side be side. There had to been about 30 of them facing the facility. I walked over to a picnic area in the middle of the car area and the truck area. Even though it was in sight of everything, it didn’t matter to me. I sat down at a picnic table and I crossed my legs. My plug was pressing my G-spot and I fell a sizable drip. I grabbed for my bag cocaine , opened it and took a large shot that was at the edge of my car key. It hit me fast as I humping the bench of the picnic table . Suddenly , I came out of my trance when I head a large stick crack behind me. As I quickly turn and look behind me , a chubby man was standing a few feet away.

He looked middle aged , of average height , chunky and had a long beard. He was just a little taller than I. He had on a black t- shirt , and blue jeans.. As he walked towards me, my heart was racing in anticipation. The drugs had taken affect and I was completely vulnerable. I had no inhibitions and he this stranger seemed to know it. I stood up as he walk my way. As he got close to me, he put his hand on my shoulder and turned me around so that my ass was facing him. I made sure to stand in the most sexy way I could . Sticking my ass out and arching my back. He stood behind and immediately I felt his hand on the inseam of my legs as I felt his rough hands move upwards under my dress . He reached my hole and realized i was plugged.

“ mmm “ he groaned as he slide his hand underneath me to grab me clitty that was locked up

He asked me how old I was and how long I’ve been living as a sissy.

I told him 18, and explained that I am fairly new to it. He then pulled my hand to his crotch. I could feel a very thick package underneath his jeans.

He ask me if “ This is what I want?”

I immediately answered “ Yes. oh please yes”

That is when he said “Come down to my rig.

He then grabbed my hand ( as if i was a child) , and led my on a short journey passed a few 18 wheelers. Then reached and open the door to a red one close to the end of the roll of trucks.

He climbed in first and lead me to the back where there was bed.

He immediately said “ Get on your knees”

I saw him fumble around with something in a corner . He then removed his shirt and the black on his protruding belly caught the light for outside. I was so turned on. I then grabbed my baggy of coke and took a. Monstrous rip into my nose. As the cocaine rushed down my throat , I gagged.

The man stand “ you partying eh? Thats good. It makes this a Better experience.

He asked me about other people I’ve been with.

I explained that other than a guy I met less than an day ago , I had no experience.

“Ahh Fresh sissy pussy”. He remarked in a delightful tone

“ As long as you do what you told and follow my directions, you will learn alot. Your job is to please me and my cock. You got that?”

“Yes” I eagerly Answered

Then he took a step forward and grabbed the back of my head and pressed hard against is crotch. I felt his cock twitch throw his jeans .

He said “. Take a big whiff in and smell my crotch. From This day on , a mans crotch will be your job site, and your responsibility.

I said “ yes daddy “ as I reached up to unzip his fly . He smack my hand and said you do not have permission just yet to touch my cock

“Kiss my crotch and lick around the outline of my cock. Inhale again and smell my crotch. “ he directed.

Smelling his crotch began to drive me crazy. I needed his cock. He knew it too .

He said “unzip my pants pull them down. But keep my cock covered by my underwear.”

I did exactly what i was told .

He then said to kiss his cock through the underwear. He told me to kiss it a few times.

Each time that I did it twitched. It felt so good as I pressed my lips against his sweaty tidy whites.

Then he gave a nod and said

“ pull it out”

I then pull his underwear down and out came his thick gorgeous cock. It wasn’t extremely long but it wasn’t small by any means . Probably between 6 and 7 inches. But very thick . And a very pronounced mushroom head. I was in complete awe with the moment. I was on my-knees with this amazing cock twitching in-front of me. Periodically hitting me on the nose as he twitched it.

He said “Smell the head of my cock then kiss it in appreciation for it.” As he laid his on my face . His big hairy balls pressed firmly on my chin .

His cock a smell to it . I guess you could say a bit “ rank”. Probably didn’t shower that day, at the very least.

He slide is cock down my face and left his beautiful mushroom head on my lips. I began kissing his cock. He had a good amounts of precum all over his head..I instinctively licked it all up. The taste of his precum sent me into deeper trance of lust. The thought of me licking a strange mans spunk, as I worship his gorgeous cock was so dirty as a thought. I was shaking in excited as I kiss his cock slowly and softly.

“ Ah good girl!” He affirmed

“ now slowly slide your tongue down’h shaft to my balls. “. He directed

I followed orders. And slide down to his balls

“Kiss them softly” he said

Kissing them as if I absolutely loved them .

“Now lick them”. Lick them slowly and then lightly suck one in your mouth.

At this point I was in Ground zero of man funk. But it only turned me on.

I continued to focus on the balls, until he stopped me and took a seat on his bed . He was leaning back on his elbows. His use his finger as he beckoned me towards his. I got my self over to him. On my knees , almost eye level with his thick cock and sweaty balls. He then leaned back and spread his legs. He grab the back of my head and pulled my lips right to his asshole.

Oh!! He moan as I began to lick his asshole. And at this point I couldn’t believe i was licking a mans asshole. Truth be told , I love it. I lick and kiss his asshole and slide my tongue in.

He said “ yeah eat my ass “

His cock was now rock hard and standing at full attention. With the taste of his ass on my mouth. He then stood back up and placed his cock on the tip of my lips. I began swirling my tongue all around his manly mushrooms tip helmet. The ridges of his cock head were so pronounced. His beautiful cock was almost throbbing. I began to give intense suction as began bobbling my head up and down. I was producing a-lot of saliva and was getting really low on his cock. The man began to moan more erratically. He definitely approved of my job . I gagged a few times as moved at a quicker pace. Finally he grabb my head shoved his cock all the wAy down . His black pubes where mashed in my face. And my forehead Was pressed against his beer belly. I began to gag and puke up saliva. It was too much for me.

I think he was about close to cumming cus he changed things up . He then released my head. As I came up gasping for air .

He said “ Get on the bed . On all fours and ass up”

I knew what was coming and I was extremely excited. I reach over to my purse and grab the bag of coke. I took another big hit and I was ready.

The man slap my ass with serious force . It startled me. Then Felt him pull on my plug. The pressure got more intense the further he pulled. He in no way was gentle about it. I took a deep breath as my plug popped out. He took the plug and reached up and put in my mouth.

“ Keep that in there til we are done” He ordered

Then I was started when I felt him begin to lick my pussy. I had never experienced someones soft tongue against an area so private to me. It seem to get better the longer he did-it. Feeling his tongue swirl round and around. It was a novice feeling to me. But it was so amazing. His tounge darted all around my pussy. Then I felt him suck my hole into his mouth. But he countered the feeling, as I felt his tongue press hard inside me. I was in absolute ecstasy. He pulled off my pussy.

“ Wow, I love licking teenagers assholes. So tight”

I look behind to saw him standing there, aiming his cock at my boy twat. I was overcome with excitement and anticipation. I was about to be fucked by this complete stranger. I was letting this man stick his penis inside me body.

I felt the warm of his body against mine as he started to run the tip of his thick cock up and down the crack of my ass. His cock felt extremely warm. I was so much better than i ever imagined. After a few swipes I felt him right at the edge of my boytwat. Then he pushed in and I felt the most wonderful feel I have ever experienced. My dildos were no compassion to this man cock. It was as if it was meant to be in there. He kept pushing in and I felt clitty drip with a steady flow. I had a tiny orgasm and it felt like ecstasy. I let out a moan that was genuine and real. When he finally bottomed out I was in a different world. He stayed there for a short time. I felt his large chubby belly on my back. If felt amazing to have this man behind me. I moaned again and just as he pulled back again. Just when it felt like he was gonna pull out , he push in again. And bottomed out.

This time he let out a grunt, as he remarked
“ So fucking tight. I don’t know how long I can last”

“ Oh My God, Daddy fuck me”. I encouraged in a mumble due to my butt plug in my mouth.

He started to saw in and out of me. Each thrust cause me clitty to leak . Is hands where on my hips as he began to speed up the pace. In and out going the full length each time . He began to slam me and grind hard with every thrust. I began to feel a strange pressure building and building. He was ramming me and grunting. His cock seemed to get harder as he continued. The pressure in my hole was beginning to be a little uncomfortable. And my hole was spasming on its own. Suddenly, I realized what that pressure was as I felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm. I was losing control as he thump me with blow. My hole was tightening up on its own. The wave of paradise hit me.
I screamed “Ohhhhh!! Im cumming ! Ohhhh my gosh” as I accidentally dropped my plug out my mouth.

It the most intense orgasm I ever felt. He never relented as he single handedly push me into heaven. I lost touch with reality for what seemed like days . When i finally gain my reality he was still pushing hard. Between his grunts and his heavy breathing, he began talking dirty.

“ Yeah, take that cock you little bitch.” You love cock in your ass faggot, don’t ya? You gonna take me load soon bitch . You gonna take me sperm inside your ass. You hear me?

He began to pump a tad hard and I felt him stiffen up. Just as he did , he hit my spot. Once again I was cummimg . This orgasm hit fast and hard. Just I began my peak he began to grunt like a beast and push hard into me. He was barring all his weight on me and I couldn’t support it, I went from being on all fours to flattening out with my immense chubby lover on top of me . He was squeezing me tightly as he climaxed . And I finally came back from another intense orgasm. He did too . He was still on top of me just laying there breathing heavy. He kiss my neck as he regained his composure. He finally began to get up , as i felt beautiful cock leave me body .

“Don’t get up just yet” he ordered. You need to be plugged with my semen”

He placed my plug back in , and it was a slight disappointment , for that I already missed his cock.

I Sat up and began to gather myself. I was quiet , because I was honestly lost for words. It was everything and more than A ever expected. I was in shock of how amazing it was.

The man spoke. He ask me my name.

“Jill“ I said

He nodded and said “ Im shawn “

His sweat had covered my entire body . I was extremely hot in the truck. I needed some air and began to make my way out . He opened the door and let me out as he followed.

As we both hit the ground from the truck , he pushed to my knees. And he his cock was in front of my face.

He said “ You have one more responsibility. i need to piss after sex. And your mouth is my toilet. Now open up”

I was still completely high and I actually wanted to drink it. So I put his semi hard cock in my mouth and began to piss. I immediately began swallowing. It was bitter and salty. I just keep swallowing it. It was so dirty drinking this anonymous sloppy chubby hairy mans urine. It was l disgusted with my self for drinking this mans urine. But I that fact only turned me on more. After what seemed like a while, he was done. He then shook the remaining drips in my face and whipped me with his cock a few times.

“You are a good fuck “ he complimented.

He said “ I am here tomorrow night too. Come by and I could line up a few surprises.

I nodded and began my shameful walk to my car.

I keep on thinking how much I loved having Shawns sperm swimming inside me. And having a stomach full of piss just added to the excitement. I felt so feminine and so used. It was exactly what I needed. I knew that I was truly a woman after that moment.

To be continued…

My friends and I got together to throw a surprise birthday party for my husband. The plan was thoroughly placed last month and the preparations were almost done. Now the age doesn’t have anything particular to the party but now and then it’s nice to get together on the day that makes them feel special. I was waiting for my best friend, Freddy, to show up and pick me up. She had a couple of other things that needed to be grabbed before the party. I see her pull up from my balcony so I unlock the door for her to walk up.

‘Hey, I’m here!’ Freddy screamed out walking through the door. I walked around the corner of the room and greeted her with a hug. 

‘So what needs to be done?’ I asked, getting right to the point.

She turns around after placing her things and places her hands together delighted. 

‘We’re working on you tonight.’ She laughed.

I was a bit puzzled as I already planned an outfit for the evening. She gave me a second glance and this time with an eyebrow and I quickly connected the dots.

The devilish idea of him slamming his fat Dick into my ass is never a bad idea. I chuckled at the idea.

‘Okay, but what is it that we need?’ I asked.

We sat and pondered about it.

‘Well, we should probably start by going to fascinations and looking into the section’ Freddy suggested.
‘It sounds to me that you have a plan already, Freddy.’ I looked at her going to my room to get dressed.

‘Okay, I lowkey do, but as I said, we’ll get over there and figure this out from there.’ she insisted.

I rummaged through my clothes and grabbed something that matched and got dressed quickly. There wasn’t a point in putting much thought into this outfit when it’s not the main outfit anyway. 

I already had a base plan of something I can do tonight for him. I’m a hoe by trait so anything similar to the situation, I’ll have an answer to. I get in the car and immediately start searching for it on my phone.

‘What are you searching for?’ Freddy asked me, turning the car on.

‘So here’s the idea, I’m going for something that can go under my outfit tonight for something seductive. I want it to be sexy and hugs my ass and chest area but not too excessive. My chest area is toned but my thighs are god-like muscular. Anything pants like would need to be able to pass my thick thighs and bubble butt. ‘ I suggested.

‘This should be easy, I know a few things we can try that may be in that general direction’ she said with a cute smirk. ‘Are you going for a stern hard look or more sub approach?’

‘The soft sub approach, something that essentially compliments me. I answered 

We pulled into the parking lot and walked into the store. We come in here quite often and it’s not a surprise either. My sex life is always spicy with Gabriel so I don’t only buy lubricant in here. We normally do our ‘rounds’ walking in the same direction of the store so we don’t miss anything new or sales, however, this time we started in the ‘dungeon’.  

‘damn, where do we even begin?’ Freddy asked while grabbing a whip to play with.

‘Well, for starters, let’s look for the leather chest straps.’ I said walking to the wall of collections

Thankfully the wall had a pretty good selection. The models demonstrated the looks of the chest straps and others had more metal accessories for it. I pulled one down that featured exactly what I needed and took it to the room. 

‘Alright, let’s try this one, and then I can go from there.’ I said, holding the package for Freddy to see.

‘Oh, I do like this one. I found another one on this wall, take this with you and try it.’ she offered.

I walked into a changing room and began undressing, the very thought of Gabriel railing me was making me visibly hard. I pulled the chest straps into position and secured them. It made my pecs pop out nicely and my arm muscles are toned enough to compliment my upper half. The only thing I wasn’t feeling was the number of studs on my leather straps, it wasn’t pointy or anything but it certainly wasn’t on the box either. Without thinking, I walked out of the changing room with it on and just my underwear. Freddy looks up and cocks her head back. 

‘Damn, is that the one I chose for you?!’ she asked surprised

‘Nope, neither of us chose this, it’s something that was accidentally in the box.’ I said tossing the box to her. 

I walk back into the dressing room and grab the box and unfastened the chest straps. Her leather straps didn’t cross over my chest but instead crossed behind my back for him to attach a leash or another piece. I didn’t like how bare my chest was but decided to show her first.

‘How about your straps you got me? I asked walking out of the room

She glanced at me and walked around, I quickly felt something snap against my ass.

‘oooo now that felt nice.’ I said surprised 

She laughed, ‘it’s the whip I had grabbed earlier, however, about the straps, I’m not feeling it. I wanted something more focused in the front.’ she answered.

‘See, we’re on the same page, I wanted something more focused to the front as well.’ I said reaching for the buckles on my shoulders.

We browsed for some more options but strangely enough, I kept the first straps because I didn’t see any others around. It was a direct sign that I kept it since everything in there didn’t fit my chest the way I wanted it to. I still felt weary on the studs on the straps but it was a nice fit to my chest area. I finally came to my conclusion and purchased the chest straps. 

‘Freddy, no cap, give me your honest opinion on these chest straps.’ I asked before ringing it up.
‘You want my complete and honest opinion?’ she warned 

Normally Freddy is the person I can ask without hesitation that she won’t lie to me. 

‘Yeah, give it to me straight.’ I asked

‘I thought it looked fucking sexy, the underwear and chest straps complemented each other. You have the exterior of soft looks but the straps added a bit of edginess to it and nailed the look’ Freddy insisted.

Without further ado, I purchased the straps and went home to hide them for the evening. It was getting closer to the celebration and thankfully it was being held in my home. There was no need to drive other than getting dressed and waiting for others to join in. It wasn’t a giant birthday bash but Gabriel has a list of friends and Invited them to surprise him as well. I was in the bathroom dressing with Freddy. I looked at myself in the mirror and placed the chest straps on. I felt myself getting a little excited just thinking about the surprise. I made sure it was comfortable before placing my clothes over it. Thankfully, the studs weren’t visible through my undershirt and it appears that nothing was visible.

‘Alright bitch, let’s get this night. ‘ I laughed checking my hair before placing my watch on.

‘Oh look at you, looking snatched in that cute button up’ Freddy started complimenting me

We heard the doorbell ring and we walked downstairs to greet guests and set up everything. It wasn’t long till Gabe walked in. 

‘Happy Birthday my love!’ I screamed giving him a kiss

‘Awe, thanks baby’ Gabe said, returning the kiss.

He walks over to the kitchen area to greet everyone else. I grabbed a couple of beers for myself and headed upstairs to grab his clothes and lay them on the bed. As I was in the closet rummaging for something Gabe sneaks up behind me and grabs my Dick.

‘Oh shit, you got me, I didn’t hear you open the door.’ I laughed

‘Why are you up here?’ He asked confused

‘Just laying your clothes out for the night before you come up here, that’s all.’ I smiled

‘You’re too good, thanks my love, I’m actually opting for shorts’ he laughed 

‘I figure you would.’ I rolled my eyes grabbing the pants and hanging them back up

He walks over to the middle of the room and removes his scrubs and briefs. 

‘Quit staring’  he commanded

‘Do you think I wasn’t going to stare at Your Dick Daddy?’.  I asked walking closer

I reached and immediately grabbed his balls and started to play with them.

‘I got a secret for you.’ I whispered in his ear

I felt his Dick jump in my hand.

‘So do I.’ He said pulling me closer in.

He locked me in for a quick make-out, I let him take a few kisses and pulled back, I was worried my outfit wasn’t thick enough for him to not feel the straps on my body. I kneeled and stuck my tongue out, that’s his queue to place his meat stick right on the landing pad. He moves his hips closer and places it gently on my tongue. I can taste the sweat and salt from his busy day, I moved my tongue further and slowly pushed my head down his shaft. Sure enough, he was touching the back of my throat. My eyes start to water so I back off. 

‘Take a breath, then go back’ he said as his Dick got more hard

I caught my breath and did as commanded, I reached back down to the base of his shaft.

‘Stop there, now let me fuck that mouth baby.’ He said grabbing my chin

He worked his hips and muscles slowly and sawed in and out of my whore mouth. I love his giant balls slapping the bottom of my chin and his Dick going back and forth playing with my gag reflex. I was being extra careful not to let any of the spit hit my shirt. Suddenly, Freddy walks in looking for me and Gabe pulls out and walks around the corner before she saw.

‘Should I even ask’ Freddy laughs while I get up from my knees 

‘Nope.’ I laughed, wiping my spit from my mouth.

‘Just getting my woody serviced’ Gabe said laughing from the bathroom.

He finally gets dressed and walks out of the bathroom. 

‘Ready?’ He asked grabbing the front door

‘Yes’ we both replied

As I walked out Gabe immediately grabbed my mead and kissed my forehead. 

‘Don’t worry Daddy, you’ll get more’ I whispered in his ear walking downstairs. 

He blushed and slapped my ass playfully. I went downstairs and immediately turned the music up, we went to enjoy the fun and guests and sat for dinner. Gabe sat beside me and of course, he felt up my muscular thighs and hard Dick under the table cloth. I was very excited to have him fuck me later. The thought of his giant cock running through my ass, leaving me stretched out makes me scream inside. I can feel his finger tracing across the veins of my Dick through my pants. I just know the amount of pre cum oozing from my Dick would be enough for lube at this point. A few hours later I locked up the doors and glanced at the time, it was fifteen till 11. I looked around for Gabe but he wasn’t to be found. I walked into the kitchen and didn’t see him there, now that I was in there I started to clean and put things away. 

‘Tyler, what’s taking you so long?’ Gabe screamed from the stairwell 

‘I’m downstairs doing dishes!’ I screamed back

Gabe walked downstairs and when I looked up, Gabriel was fully erected! His giant Dick was resting in his hand holding it up for me to see.

‘I’m ready for you.’ He said stroking himself

I nearly cut myself with my hands in the water. I was so shocked by the suddenness that I couldn’t form words but drool. He walks over and starts kissing my neck, I can feel his beautiful cock rubbing up against my back. 

‘Now, where were we?’ He said turning me around

I already knew what to do so I got on my knees and started sucking his soul. He cocks his head back and moans in ecstasy. 

“Open your mouth wider, I want you to put every inch in your throat.’ Gabe moaned

I didn’t know what he was doing because my mouth was busy but I felt something soft around my neck and it wasn’t his hands…

I see both his hands on the side of my head, him holding onto a towel. It appeared to be the towel I was drying dishes with.

‘There you go baby, let me fuck your mouth.’ He said, wrapping the towel around his hands.

He started to use the towel to pull me closer so he could get deeper. Each second I was able to come up and immediately he pulled to put me back in place. 

‘How’s my Dick baby, you want some more?’ He asked letting me come up

I got up and watched the drool connect from my lip to his cock. 

‘ yes daddy, I really do like your big cock in my throat’ I said catching my breath.

He removes his cock from my mouth and slaps my face.

‘Good, I got more, get up!’ He said

I got up and grabbed his Dick and gave him a look. From there I grabbed his hand and walked him upstairs while locking into a crazy make-out session, we were bumping into walls and feeling up on one another.

‘Hey, what was that?’ Gabe asked feeling over my back muscles.

I stood back and unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall, from my undershirt you could see some more studs.

‘Are you wearing something for me’ he smiled

‘Yes, I am Daddy, and I’m hoping you could really work my ass out tonight’ I said seductively, taking my shirt off.

My nipples were hard and popping out from the chest straps, my pecs were squeezed by the harness. I unbuckled my pants and let them fall for him to see my cute ass in a black jockstrap. Along with the jockstrap, I paired some cute calf-high socks.

‘Wow.’ He said shocked 

‘Don’t let your dessert get cold’ I said pulling him into the bedroom

I lured him to the bed and I sat on the edge of the bedpost. 

‘Okay Daddy, I’m all yours.’ I said stretching out with my back arched.

I wiggled my cute ass side to side for him and arched my back harder. He then takes his big hands and spreads my cheeks apart.

‘I guess I can’t let my dessert go to waste’ Gabe said. 

Feeling his hot fucking tongue eat me out never gets old. I start moaning into the blanket, gripping it hard. He then inserted his tongue deep inside and reached in front to grab my hard cock. I can feel him tangling his fingers around the straps around my ass, pulling me more into him.

‘Oh damn, that’s a lot of precum you have here baby.’ Gabe said

He swiped the precum and grabbed the middle of the straps on my back. He pulled me up to meet his face.

‘See how you taste.’ He said sticking his fingers into my mouth

I can taste my precum, sweet and delicious. It started to get me more hot and sexy for him.

He then returns to my cute ass and spreads them again. Without warning, he inserts his middle finger. Instinctively I pick up my hips higher, wanting him to reach deeper.

‘Relax baby, I’m here, I’m fucking you tonight good so you’re not going anywhere.’ Gabe said kissing my ass cheek and legs.

He starts caressing my legs and feeling up my ass again. 

‘God, these socks make your legs look fucking sexy, I love how your ass bounces around when I spank it too.’ Gabe jeered while slapping my ass

Gabe stuck his fingers under my chest straps and pulled me up, his cock is immediately next to my hole. 

‘Feel me, boy?’ Gabe asked

‘Yes Daddy, I can feel you close to me.’ I answered

Gabe pulls away and pushes me back down. I stay put, wondering what he’s doing behind me. I then hear a popping sound, similar to the sound of a cap.

‘Time to get you all nice and lubed up.’ Gabe said slowly pouring lube onto my exposed ass hole.

I sat there raising my ass in the air while Gabe evenly spread the oil across my ass cheeks. He then kneels behind me and places his thick shaft sliding it up and down my cheeks.

‘I’ve been waiting for this the entire night Daddy.’ I eagerly 

‘Good, so have I baby.’ Gabe said, pushing his meaty cock in me. 

Even with him fingering me, the entrance was a struggle, I was very tight and hadn’t been on his Dick in a while. 

‘Seems like you’re giving me resistance’ Gabe said sternly

‘Looks to me that you need to –*’ I felt something cold and a flash of heat across my ass, and immediately I gasped. 

Another strike came across my ass, then a second hit. 

‘Relax that Pussy bitch. ‘ Gabe said placing the whip under my chin

I was confused with the new tease, he leaned closer to my ear and whispered,

‘Did you forget my present baby?’ He asked with another strike to my cheek

He then placed himself behind me and stuck both middle fingers into my ass. He then started to eat me out while continuously stretching me. I was a helpless bitch, moaning into the night while Daddy showed me how to work my ass.

Shortly after he tore me up, he stood up and shoved his entire fat cock inside me. With the impact of his head deep inside me, I could feel his massive self getting bigger and bigger. 

‘That’s right baby, be a good boy and give me that pussy.’ Gabe said pulling on my hair and striking me once more with the whip

He grabs my hips and picks up his pace immediately after sitting my legs up, he then starts to pound my little ass relentlessly.

‘Shit Daddy, your fat cock feels amazing every time!’ I screamed 

‘That’s what I love to hear baby, let your pussy relax on my Dick.’ He said

Gabe lets go of my hair and pull me up, his abdomen fits perfectly behind my back and he pushes his hips deeper into my ass. 

‘You love how I fuck you, baby, you want me to treat that pussy the way it should be treated?’ He asked reaching around to jerk me off

‘Fuck Daddy, you’re getting me very close like this’ I warned

‘Yeah I’m getting you close, let me catch your load in my hand then baby’ he said still jerking me off

He reaches around my throat with his other hand and begins to drive his big cock deep in me while jerking me at the same time! 

‘Fuck Gabe I’m going to fucking cum’ I screamed

‘Yeah, baby give it to me!’ He said reaching out in front to milk me

A fountain of my sweet white spunk hit the palm of his hand as he drained me completely… he wasn’t done either.

I laid there tired out and happy from my fucking. 

‘Lay on your stomach, I’m not finished baby’ he said. 

I turned over and got my ass in the air. 

‘Close your legs baby, I’m not only going to fuck you with your load but I’m going to place my load deep in your as well.’ He said cheerfully 

He gets on top and inserts his big bolt back into my used ass. I wasn’t able to do anything but take his full cock covered in my spunk. He pushes it deep into me and begins to fuck my brains out beautifully. 

‘Ah fuck, Daddy, you’re killing me right now.’ I said pushing away from how deep he was hitting

‘Come back here boy, your ass will do as I ask.’ He said grabbing my harness 

He pulled me back and immediately fell right back on his Dick.

He sits up on his knees and brings me up again, Gabe then kicks my leg out and pushes down on my back so I curve it better. 

‘That’s right baby, give daddy that juicy pussy. Let me coat your insides with my cum.’ Gabe said picking up the pace

I could feel his giant cock pulsating while fucking me like a lumberjack. 

‘Here it is baby, take that cum you slut.’ Gabe p bellows fucking his last thrust.

He slowly continues to fuck me while we laq2wy there cuddling. He slowly pulls out and his penis falls to his thigh and his load seeps from my open ass. Gabe reaches down to play and finger me with his and I cum pouring slowly. 

‘Now that’s what I needed’ he said giving a good slap to my ass 

‘Dude, Freddy was playing with that whip today while I was grabbing this leather harness.’ I claimed

‘Did you see her buy it?’ He asked

Quick thought runs into my head and concurs to me that she might’ve gotten it for him at the same time and I went without knowing.

I got up and laid on my stomach to avoid a mess. My ass hole felt fuzzy and stretched. Gabriel gets up to go shower and I got up from the bed and shot a message to the group chat:

‘Pussy got rocked, never disappoints.’ 

I walked into the bathroom to find Gabe hard again.

‘Again’ I asked seductively 

‘I have been waiting to drop this load in you all morning, and I still have more to come .’ He said opening the shower curtain.

Kit

The sixteen-year-old licked his lips as he stood outside the Cove’s costume shop. He couldn’t suppress his child-like giddiness as he envisioned the scene he’d been planning for Ryan. The fact he could keep it a secret from his mate surprised Kit. He lucked out the other night when Ryan got called away before he could tickle it out of him because he thought something was being kept from him. Kit loved the costume shop. One reason, it was one of the few places in town where he could openly display his ears and tail. As soon as he entered the store, that’s what the teen did.

He giggled boyishly as he excitedly started looking through the costumes. There was one, in particular, the young wolf was hunting for. Kit was so caught up in the search that he failed to notice someone behind him. The teen had just reached up to pull another stack down when someone’s fingers wiggled between his ribs. He squealed and wriggled like a worm as he tried to escape the unexpected tickle attack.

“So, the most adorable wolfboy alive is ticklish.” The tickler chuckled as he ceased the tickling. “Really, ticklish judging from the reaction I just got. Good to know these things about such cute guys.”

Kit turned, still giggling and lightly rubbing his sides. “You cheated, Prescott Jenkins.” He hugged his chuckling tickle attacker.

“So, what ya hunting for?” Prescott asked as he helped his friend pick up the fallen costumes. The six-foot-tall eighteen-year-old smiled and handed them back to the other teen. He playfully ruffled Kit’s hair and lightly scratched the teen’s ears, then he ran his long slender fingers through his blonde hair streaked with red lightning bolts.

Kit smiled, and his ears twitched. “Thanks, Scott.” He turned his attention back to the costumes, and in seconds he started excitedly jumping up and down and wagging his tail. “Oh, yeah, this is what I needed.”

Prescott giggled at the adorable teen. He licked his lips as the yearning to have the teen wolf in bed with him grew. “Glad you found what you were looking for, babe.” The eighteen-year-old wrapped his arms around Kit, smacked his ass, and passionately kissed him. His tongue slipped between the surprised teen’s lips. He gasped when the younger teen gripped his arm, used Preston’s weight against him, and threw him over his shoulder. The two-toned-haired teen yelped as he hit the floor.

Kit moved quickly and pinned Preston down. His eyes narrowed and glowed. His voice deepened and rattled the other teen’s bones. “You’ve just gotten a strike against you. I’m being nice and not giving you two. Don’t ever touch me like that again or call me babe again. I am not yours. I mate with one man for life, and that man is Ryan Zatara. Do you understand?” Kit growled and tightened his grip on Preston’s wrist.

Preston almost cried from the pain as he nodded and gingerly rubbed his reddening skin as soon as Kit released him. “I…I’m sorry for doing that to you. I’ll never do that again.”

Kit calmed down and wiped the tears that formed in his eyes. “Why did you put me in that situation? I…I thought you were our friend.”

“I am, Kit. I…” Prescott sighed and hung his head. “I’ve been attracted to you ever since the day we met. I guess I just let my desire and lust take over. Can you forgive me?”

“Please, don’t ever do that again. I don’t like having to use my magic like that. My powers are meant for protection and giving life, not threaten and cause harm.” Kit said

Kit shivered when Prescott’s arms wrapped around him. Although he didn’t see the menacing flash in the older teen’s eyes, his wolf felt it. The wolfboy paid for the costume and placed the bag inside his bookbag, then he and Prescott parted ways without saying goodbye. Kit mounted his motorcycle and headed home.

Prescott’s eyes narrowed as visions of making Kit sleep with him so he could have the bragging rights swarmed in his head. The plotting teen got into his Ferrari and sped off toward his house to start working on a potion to debilitate the wolf teen.

At The Manor

Johnny walked into the main living space, slipped his shoes off at the door, and placed his books in the library. He smiled when he walked into the new bedroom and saw the picture of him and Felix at the lake. The redhead chuckled, remembering his spell to keep the half-witch in place and tickling his mate’s lower back to get the right smile for the photo. He took his shirt and jeans off, then slipped into a pair of athletic shorts and a light blue tank top. Johnny pulled off his white with grey toes and heels Hanes ankle socks and wiggled his bare toes as he relaxed on the bed. He sighed contentedly as his eyes closed and drifted off for a trip into nap world.

Kit’s mood was still off when he returned home. He looked and saw Johnny’s car in the garage and parked his cycle beside it. The teen walked into the house and stripped off his shirt, shorts, and shoes. He carried the clothing and dropped the sneakers off at the front door. Then, Kit walked into the room he shared with Ryan and put the clothes in the hamper. In his Masters Of The Universe briefs and She-Ra, Princess Of Power ankle socks, he sat on the bed, meditating.

Tears streamed down the wolfboy’s cheeks as he saw Prescott in his mind and felt the older teen’s hands on his skin. The whole ordeal frightened Kit. He wasn’t used to someone doing that without it being Ryan. There was something in Prescott’s touch that made the teen shiver and curl into himself.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and had to talk to someone. Ryan and Felix were too overprotective and would overreact. Kit knew who he could talk to. The wolf teen’s sock-clad feet padded down the hallway towards the new bedroom. He paused at the open door and smiled as he watched his older brother resting peacefully.

Kit quietly approached the bed, shifted to his wolf form, and jumped onto the bed at Johnny’s bare feet. The white wolf’s tongue started licking the top of his brother’s feet as his tail tickled his soles. Johnny’s feet flexed, and his toes twitched as soft, airy giggles escaped the redhead’s lips. Kit telepathically giggled, then continued his tickles and licks. He was about to take another swipe when his body suddenly levitated and hovered over the bed.

“I think my little puppy brother needs some good laughs.” Johnny chuckled and rubbed his feet along the bedsheets. “Really, Kitpup, licking and tickling my feet?” The redhead giggled as he conjured feathers that tickled his brother’s paws.

“Sooo not fair, John.” Kit telepathically squealed as his wolf’s body wriggled and pawed in midair.

Johnny smiled and kissed his furry brother. “I love you, Pup.” He waved his hand and caught the yelping falling wolf.

Kit shifted to his human form and wrapped his arms around his brother’s neck. “Puppy.” Kit said, using his code for instant cuddling and loving.

Johnny nodded and cradled the teary-eyed teen. He gasped when he felt the pain and confusion in his wolf brother. “Kit, what’s wrong?” The redhead asked as he stared into the younger teen’s eyes. Johnny patiently listened with tears in his eyes while Kit told him everything that happened in the costume shop. He was livid that someone would take advantage of Kit’s innocence and trust. When Kit finished, Johnny wiped his brother’s tears and wrapped his arms protectively around the emotional wolfpup. “I’m sorry you had to go through that, baby pup.” The older teen embraced Kit, sending every ounce of love and positivity he had to his brother. “You know you should tell Ry and Lix too.”

Kit sniffed and clung to Johnny. “I know, but John, they’re so protective of me that they’d overreact. That’s why I came to you. You’re just as protective, but try to let me handle things before stepping in.” Kit looked into Johnny’s eyes. “You get it and understand me in a way that Lixie and Ry don’t.”

Johnny smiled and gently rubbed the other teen’s back. “I think I get what you’re saying, but what exactly do you mean?”

Kit sighed and lay his head on Johnny’s chest. “We’re both considered the weaker members of the coven. At least magically, and for now. You have to siphon to activate your active magic, and I’m not fully matured. Because of that, Ry and Lix tend to feel like they’re our defenders, in a way.” The teen paused and kissed Johnny’s cheek. “Bro, I see your strength. At times you’re a stronger and more effective protector than Lix and Ryan. I think that sometimes, Ryan gets too caught up, being my hero, and Felix gets too cocky.”

Johnny’s tears dripped down his cheeks as he listened to his brother’s most sincere inner feelings. He knew Kit looked up to him and felt protected by him. However, this was a deeper and more meaningful admittance of his beliefs. For a moment, the redhead froze and got lost in his thoughts. He couldn’t fathom being that important and needed by this young wolf. Johnny was so moved by Kit’s admission that he communicated his feelings through the most loving embrace the redhead could muster. Time seemed to stop for the teen brothers as they silently held each other and let their energy flow between their bodies. Finally, the duo separated and wiped their tears as their heads leaned against each other. “Do you feel safe around Prescott?” Johnny asked.

“I think so. However, I’m not sure about being alone with Prescott either. My wolf doesn’t trust him and felt darkness in him when we had a final hug, but I did tell him I forgave him.”

Johnny nodded and lay against the headboard. He pulled Kit against his chest and cuddled him. “Well, try limiting being with Prescott to places that are populated and safe.” He paused and stared directly into Kit’s eyes. “Kitanyon, I’m happy you feel safe enough to confide in me. However, just to cover your bases, I’d suggest you at least mention the incident to at the least Ry. I can justify me knowing and Felix not knowing about what happened, But I can’t justify knowing when Ry doesn’t. Does that make sense?” Johnny asked.

“It does, and I will tell Ry this evening.” Kit’s tail mindlessly swished across Johnny’s toes. The wolf teen giggled when he felt his older brother’s body squirm and heard his light boyish giggling.

Johnny smiled and lightly drew circles around Kit’s belly button rim. He snickered when his brother jumped and squealed. “Do you feel like you need me to say something to Prescott?”

Kit lay his head on the crook of Johnny’s shoulder. “No, I think I made my position and expectations clear. I could feel the fear when my voice rattled his bones, and my eyes glowed.” Kit chuckled.

Johnny kissed Kit’s cheek. “Good, you know I’ll let you handle this on your own unless I see that you can’t.”

“That’s why you’re an awesome big brother.” Kit giggled as his eyes flashed.

Johnny started to hug Kit but found his arms pinned to the headboard. Of course, this left his upper body exposed. The redhead squirmed as he began reciting a spell, but halfway through, his words turned to boisterous laughter when Kit’s fingers explored and exploited his pit hollow’s ticklishness. “Shit, not the pits.” Johnny hollered.

Kit snickered. “Something wrong, tickly big brother?” The tip of the wolfboy’s tail swirled in the deep crevice of Johnny’s navel.

As soon as he felt the soft fur in his belly button’s cave, Johnny’s eyes widened, and his laughter rose in pitch. His legs and arms furiously pulled against his brother’s magical hold. “I’m soo gonna get you, wolfy.”

Kit’s tail switched to flossing between his brother’s toes. Of course, this also made the younger teen squeal and giggle cause Johnny’s toes clenched, which tickled the wolf’s tail. He managed to work through the ticklish feeling and leaned over. Kit blew raspberries on the bare stomach while kneading and wiggling his fingers in the center of his brother’s dampening pits.

Johnny got a surge of power and broke Kit’s spell. His eyes glowed a brilliant light purple.

Kit yelped as his body was suspended in midair, spread eagle. The teen giggled and tried to look cute and innocent. “Is that a new eye color? It looks great on you.” He licked Johnny’s nose.

Johnny giggled and shook his head at the teen’s cuteness. He conjured two electric toothbrushes. They turned on and brushed Kit’s exposed and almost hairless armpit hollows. Kit’s shrieks echoed off the walls as his body remained stationary and unmoving. Johnny made sure his hold would keep the other teen completely immobile. He even went so far as to keep Kit’s toes from curling and closing. Kit gulped as he laughed like crazy when he realized how trapped he was. Johnny waved his hand, and twenty feathers appeared. They stroked between and along the bases of Kit’s toes. This caused the wolfboy’s laughter to become shrill and even louder. Johnny’s final act was his slender nimble fingers kneading the trapped teen’s taut muscled abs, then he blew raspberries on Kit’s stomach while tickling his sides and hips. Kit’s laughter became silent and raspy. Despite that, he was having a blast.

Johnny carefully monitored his brother’s feelings. He didn’t want to take the tickles too far. “Ya give, tickly puppy boy?” Johnny giggled. He didn’t usually use a Ryanism nickname, but he felt it’d be cute in this situation.

Kit nodded his head. The teen smiled as he floated down onto Johnny’s lap and felt his brother’s arms around his panting body. “I love you, John. That was freakin’ amazing.”

“I love you too, baby bro.” Both teens yawned and closed their eyes as they took a nap together.

Felix came home and made his way to the new bedroom. When he got there, the half-tickle monster smiled at the sight of Johnny holding Kit as they rested. He took his phone out, snapped a picture, and sent it to Ryan. The twenty-two-year-old licked his lips and smiled as his eyes flashed. The bedsheets magically wrapped around the two teens, binding them together. He walked up to his mate’s and brother’s bare feet, then softly giggled as he started tickling the helpless soles. It only took a second before the room filled with teenage laughter and threats of revenge.

Ryan was so excited and dying to share his findings that he almost ran into the living space’s door. The redhaired teen stopped to calm down a little, then chuckled at himself for acting like his younger mate. He loved Kit’s ever-present puppy/child-like excitement and happiness when he discovered something new or, in his opinion, earth-shattering. The seventeen-year-old opened the door, slipped his sneakers off, and waved his hand, making the footwear place themselves by the other’s shoes. Ryan’s pink and green striped ankle sock-clad feet slightly pounded on the steps as he rushed upstairs. The first place he stopped was his and Kit’s bedroom. The teen was a little confused when he didn’t find his mate there. He closed his eyes and followed his bond to Kit. As he got nearer to his brother’s newly created bedroom, boyish giggles escaped Ryan’s lips. He could hear Johnny’s laughter mixing with Felix’s and Kit’s.

When he opened the door, Ryan doubled over, convulsing with laughter. His mate and older brothers were in the room, playing a game of pool. However, this was a tickle version the coven created. Kit was the pool table, and the balls were covered with little feathers and brushes that tickled body parts the players called out. They never really kept score. It was just something fun to do to keep Kit entertained and giggling. None of the guys noticed Ryan, so he plotted his grand entrance. The teen’s eyes glowed as he recited a spell. Suddenly, Felix, Kit, and Johnny screeched as they were held down and tickled by hands coming from the walls and ceiling.

“Who the fuck?” Johnny screeched as five fingers tickled his deep armpit hollows on both sides. The redhead tried to break free, but the plaster hands kept him down.

“Lixie, you’re not playing fair.” Kit squealed when fingers tickled his lower back and tail.

“Not me,” Felix yelled before hysterically cackling as ten fingernails tickled his size twelve bare feet.

The three tickled men finally heard someone else’s laughter and looked up to see Ryan’s body slumped against the wall as he boisterously laughed at his prank. Johnny’s eyes narrowed and glowed when his magic surge hit. He broke free and sent ten fingers with ten tinier fingers, flying at Ryan.

The cackling teen hadn’t realized he’d been discovered. That is until he felt his arms pulled over his head and glued to the wall. The fingers with fingers split apart and headed for the exposed armpits. Ryan shrieked and howled with laughter as he was tickled into hysterical oblivion. His legs kicked, and sock-clad heels dug into the carpet. This made the redhead laugh even more because Kit cast a tickle spell on the floor covering. Felix sent lightning bolts infused with tickle magic at Ryan’s belly button.

“I give…Uncle, Uncle…you guys win.” The tickled teen screeched. Instantly, the tickles ceased, and before the redhead knew what happened, he was pinned to the floor by a telepathically giggling white wolf. Ryan’s giggles and squeals returned the minute Kit’s tongue lapped all over the squirming teen’s face, ears, and neck. “Pup, not the lickles.” The writhing teen squealed as he turned his head side to side, attempting to escape his mate’s tongue.

Kit pinned Ryan’s arms under his front paws, lifted his head, and howled in triumph. Ryan, Felix, and Johnny chuckled when they heard the younger teen’s telepathic celebratory chants. The teen shifted back to his human form and wrapped his arms around his lover’s neck.

“I love you, Ry.”

“I love you too, my adorable puppy boy.”

Ryan stood up, picked up his folders, then turned to face his coven. “Guys, I found something totally epic. I mean, it’s like the first discovery of fire and magic kits epic.” The teen jumped up and down on the balls of his feet in an animated display of excitement. However, he suddenly stopped when he saw the trio of amused expressions. “Umm, I mean, I found something of great historical value and importance to the Cove, and more importantly, this coven.” Ryan sheepishly grinned and blushed. His blush became deeper when Kit giggled and kissed his nose.

Felix and Johnny shook their heads as they initiated a brother’s hug with the younger teens. “Sit down and collect your thoughts before you have a stroke, baby bro.” The half element witch said as he went and got sodas from the minifridge for everyone. He shot the bottles with a short blast of arctic air to make them extra cold. Then, he joined his brothers and mate on the bed, waiting for Ryan to tell them about his discovery.

Ryan smiled and sipped his drink as he soaked up all the love and devotion he felt from his family. There was so much love surrounding the teen that his tears shined like diamonds as they beaded on his cheeks. He took a moment and gazed into the three pairs of eyes that watched him. “I love this family more than anything.” Ryan softly whispered. He deeply inhaled and sniffed back the falling tears. He opened his arms and legs, giving Kit room to sit in front of him.

“Before you start, I…I need to tell you and Lixie something that happened today.” Kit paused. He looked up into Ryan’s eyes and wiped his tears. “I wasn’t going to tell you or Lix just yet, cause I didn’t want you two to overreact. However, I needed to tell someone and confided in Johnny. He did tell me I needed to tell you guys, especially you, Ry.”

Felix smiled and kissed Johnny. “Thanks for loving my little brother so much, babe. You’re an amazing big brother for the guys.”

Ryan hugged his cousin/brother. “You really are a kickass brother. Both you and Lix are.”

Johnny blushed, and Kit giggled as he kissed the older teen’s nose. “Hey, the Puppyboy’s my kid brother too. I gotta protect and tickle him whenever possible.” He giggled and quickly retracted his feet when Kit’s tail tickled them.

After everyone settled down, Kit began his tale. As expected, Felix’s and Ryan’s eyes widened and then darkened. The two older guys were about to say something, but Johnny’s whistling brought their attention to him. He looked his mate and brother in the eyes. Johnny told them they were to watch from the sidelines and only react if Kit was in trouble he couldn’t get out of. He reminded them that their youngest coven brother needed to feel like he could look after himself but also know that his family has his back. Ryan and Felix looked at one another, then at the other two guys. They sighed and nodded their heads in sync.

Ryan buried his face in Kit’s shoulder and pulled the teen’s body against his. He wrapped his arms protectively around the wolfboy’s chest. “I love you so much, Kitpup. I just want you to be safe, loved, and happy.”

Kit smiled and lay his head against his mate’s chest. “I am, my sweet Ry. You and my brothers always make sure of that.”

Felix gently smoothed Ryan’s and Kit’s hair. “I can’t help or stop wanting to be the protector of you guys.” He wiped his tears. “Kit, I promise, I’m not gonna say or do anything to Prescott till there’s a reason to do so.”

“Pup, I promise the same thing,” Ryan said as he kissed Kit’s forehead.

“Okay, before we drown in the river of tears, what’s this big news you have, little bro?” Felix asked as he held Johnny in his arms.

“You know I’ve been working on deciphering the diaries we found hidden in the tree when we created this room, right?” He paused as everyone else nodded. “I finally found a decoding spell and cast it. The diaries make sense now.” He looked at Felix and Kit. “Johnny, can you come over with me?” Ryan kissed Kit. “Go over and sit with your brother for a minute. You’re both gonna need each other.” The older teen smiled as he got confused expressions when his mate and cousin did as requested. “These are the last accounts of one of the most trusted friends to the Mistress of the Elements, KaTanya. This woman’s diaries go back to just after the war, one hundred years ago.” Ryan paused and looked at Kit and Felix. “In one of them, she talks about Mistress KaTanya giving birth to a beautiful baby boy named, Felixion. His father’s name was Lix. He was her husband and got killed during a battle with a demon sent to kill the Mistress. The woman states that this baby was born half tickle monster and half element witch.” He paused as Felix and Kit’s eyes widened, and their jaws dropped. “There’s more. She then talks about the Mistress’s second child, born six years later. Another beautiful boy named Kitanyon Blu. His father’s name was Kitahney Blu. He was the Mistress’s mate, a rare light wolf, and was the only one to ever guard the Mistress, before and after her first husband.” Johnny, Kit and Felix were stunned and speechless.

Johnny was the first to speak. “That means Kit and Lix are over one hundred years old.” He smirked. “I think I need a younger model.” The second the words were out of the redhead’s mouth, he was pinned to the bed by Kit and Felix. The pair used their tails to tickle the eighteen-year-old male’s feet while they each chose a side to attack and took turns blowing raspberries on his stomach until he surrendered. They pulled the giggling teen into a hug and kissed him.

Kit and Felix suddenly stopped smiling and stared at each other and then at Ryan. In unison, they said. “Our Mom was the Mistress of the Elements, and we’re half brothers?”

Ryan and Johnny cracked up laughing at the delayed realization. “I was wondering when they’d come to that part,” Ryan said as he giggled.

In the summer of 2020 I ended up being double penetrated against my will. Looking back I now accept it was my fault as I unnecessarily put myself in that situation.

Now it’s become my new hobby.

I have written about the 2020 incident in my first story on here. It’s all true, although at the time I was still too disgusted and ashamed with myself to disclose every thing that happened. However with my new found interest I make a careful note of every little detail. I’m sharing my first full encounter with you now.

I discovered the idea of Consensual Non-consensual (or CNC for short) as part of me trying to figure how me being violently fucked in my ass by two Eastern European truckers at the same time made me feel violated, worthless, dirty and sexually heightened all at the same time. I struggled with these mixed emotions for a long time until I read about CNC.

The idea that someone could willingly give their consent to another person or people to be sexually violated for others pleasure just felt like the missing piece in the puzzle. I read up on how I might be able to do it in a way that still meant I was in control. I joined a few sites online but nothing came of it (feel free to suggest some in the comments) maybe because I wasn’t being explicit enough or perhaps I was too explicit in my “ask” and was scaring them away. Either way I needed to change tact if I was to finally get what I wanted.

The perfect “session” in my mind was to be abducted or dragged somewhere remote by two or more men and abused without care, for their own enjoyment. In the online forums I listed what would be ok – stripped, restraint, rabbit punched, slapped, choked, spat on, verbally abused, forced skull fucking and anal either BB or safe whatever they wanted and for however long they wanted. I was to be a willing fuck toy for people I didn’t know and with no safety net in place. Me giving full consent would give them the protection and assurance they might need to fulfill all their dark delights without fear of prosecution.

There is a large town I know 10 miles from where I live. Lots of restaurants, bars and cafes many of them close by the river bank. Down one of the quieter side roads is a well known late night bar that is frequented by students and locals alike. It’s known as the gay hang out spot. During the day it’s feels upmarket with tourists sat outside enjoying a latte or glass of wine. During the evening it takes on a very different persona. I had been there a few times but not enough to be “noticed”. I’ve watched Leary old men perving over twinks, people openly mastubating in public places, men and women fucking in the toilets and stood on so many used condoms inside and outside the venue, most of them simply discarded so the bodily fluids leaked out on to the floor.

I was interested most of all in the poorly lit car park/bin area round the side of the building. People didn’t need to pass this to enter the venue and because it was away from the main road it was fairly well tucked away. It was used for the type of activity that you can imagine but more on that later.

It felt like the perfect base to try my plan. I had written on a piece of white paper in capitals “I WILLINGLY CONSENT TO BEING USED FOR ROUGH SEX, NO LIMITS” then signed my initials and the date that I was there. I changed the date each time I went down. 

On my first night I waited until it was past 11pm, was washed and lubed up ready for action. I already picked my spot in the far corner which was the darkest area so I could see everyone but not all would spot me. I was always sober and alert but washed my mouth with whisky and spilt some on my clothes to give off the appearance of being very drunk.

I could talk at length about the weeks that went by without much happening. I was very careful not to go down every night as the staff may have noticed and my plan would have failed from the start, so I promised myself no more then two visits a week, picking different nights to avoid having a pattern that may be seen as suspicious to those working inside.

Over the course of three months I watched people having sex, people having a piss, people drunkenly asleep, taking drugs, masturbating on their own thinking no one could see them, people being sick and so much more. Often I would sit or stand with my own cock in my hands watching and wanking. 

I liken my hobby to someone that may enjoy fishing. Part of the enjoyment is playing the waiting game, never knowing what may happen. During those months it wasn’t all for nothing. Yes I had people discover me and walk away, I had people actually read the note and then walk away, I even had someone steal my note and run off laughing never to be seen again. However I also enjoyed some interesting encounters even though it wasn’t my end goal.

I sucked plenty of cock, was invited to join in with a few male couples and even serviced a TV one time. I was fucked by more guys then I can remember, sometimes by 3 or more on the same night. I must have accepted over 30 loads in that time, on my face and in my hair, in my mouth, on my chest and on my ass and so much inside me. There is something I find deeply pleasurable about being bent against a wall, the excitement of a guy undoing my belt and pulling my jeans and underwear down, the sound of them fumbling to pul out their cock out in the darkness, me not knowing if they are massive or tiny, erect or limp, bareback or safe, heavy cumbersome or not. The sounds as they stank, wheezed, grunted and moaned while they humped me, not knowing who I was or caring even what I looked like, I was just a hole for them to empty into and that was fine be me. 

I would have hours to kill, and was fast becoming a sexual deviant so most visits involved me licking their spunk of my hands, scooping it off my body and face then eating every drop and I always offered to lick their cocks clean.

Despite this it still wasn’t what I was after but it kept me coming back. 

Then late September it all worked out. 

CHAPTER TWO COMING SOON.