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I was in my early thirties at the time of this story. It was a warm summer evening, and I had gotten off work with a profound sense of boredom. I hadn’t much to do at home; at least much that I wanted to do, and all I could think about was sex. I wanted to get fucked in the worst way, and turned on my computer to look at some porn.

While I often look at porn online, I rarely had ever met anyone there, at least not at that point in my life, and so it was with a hearty dose of skepticism that I logged into my favorite gay site and entered the chat room. At first there wasn’t a lot of people in there, but after about half an hour a few guys came in.

There was the usual assortment of fake profiles in there, those inexplicable come-ons with pictures far, far too good to be true, or even believable. Among the others was one that caught my eye, from an older guy, 45, who was into dildos and had quite a collection. He was looking for someone younger to use them on, and as I read his profile my heart started to thump.

I privated him and in a few minutes we were talking away twenty to the dozen. He was a pretty quick-witted person, and I could tell he was legitimate from the way he was talking. I had a pretty good feeling about him, and as the hour was advancing and the numbers within the room dwindling with no fresh entries I took a chance and suggested that we get together.

We arranged to meet in an industrial area not far from my apartment. He lived in a bedroom community just outside of town, and if things went well we could go there. I got myself ready for him and walked along to the meeting. There was no one else around, not even street people, and I waited at the place we had agreed on looking up at the stars through the abandoned skyline of jagged post industrial structures, dead bones in a once thriving area.

At length he arrived, and I could see that he was at least physically what he had represented himself to be. I got into his truck, and we sat talking for a while. He got the conversation into sex pretty quickly, and he asked me if he could see my naked ass. Before I could really answer he was reaching over and undoing my pants.

I lifted my hips and leaned over facing away from him, and he leaned down to put his face quite close to my ass. I could hear his breath quicken as he did so. I had been often told I had a nice ass, and this seemed to be a measure of confirmation. His hand reached out and touched my ass, which made me start at first. His tongue came pretty quickly after that, and it felt so good, licking my ass cheeks and then probing softly into the crack of my ass.

He sat up, and asked me if I wanted to see one of his dildos. I said yes, and he reached into a cloth bag on the floor of the truck where he had put a few before coming out tonight. He took out one that was pretty moderate in size, I guess he didn’t want to scare me since I had told him that I was pretty new to playing with toys.

He turned me to the side again, and rubbed it up against my ass. My cock, which was pretty hard already, throbbed, and my breath became short with desire. He asked me if I wanted to try taking it up my ass. I wasn’t sure that was what I wanted to do right here, and said so. He suggested that we go back to his place, but first that he would put a butt plug up my ass to ‘get me ready’.

He had one in his hand in a second, and expertly lubed it up and spread my ass with his other hand. I felt it probe up against me, and then slide inside. I looked back at him, and was so turned on by the intensity of his expression. I knew this was what we both wanted, and this became mutual knowledge when he looked up at my own lustful expression.

It felt so hot to pull up my pants with that butt plug inside my ass. He asked me if I liked it, and I said yes. He then felt my cock, whose throbbing hardness made my enjoyment of this scene all that much more apparent to him. He leaned over and whispered in my ear,

‘I know what you want.’

We drove back to his place in silence, and when we got there walked inside. I still had a raging hard on from the butt plug, and when he opened the door to his place he stood aside and let me go first so that he could reach out and touch my ass. It was pretty strange walking with the butt plug inside me, but it stayed in place and kept my cock raging hard.

He led me straight to the bedroom, where I took off all my clothes for him, and then lay down on my stomach on the small single bed. It was a tiny bedroom, not much bigger than what you might find at a bathhouse, with dark wood paneling and a single light bulb on the wall, dimmed down low.

He took another cloth bag out and dumped the contents on the bed beside me. He hadn’t exaggerated when he had told me that he had a good sized collection of toys, since here were dildos of all kinds, from those of moderate shape and size to multi textured ones that were bigger than I had ever seen. He had at least a dozen there.

He asked me which one I wanted first, and I picked on that seemed reasonable to me. It was a fair size, but instead of looking like a cock it was molded into a series of larger round parts, almost like rubber balls on a post. He lubed it up, and then pushed my face towards the pillow. He spent a fair amount of time lubricating my ass, and in playing with it.

I writhed in pleasure as he stuck his fingers inside me to loosen me up for the dildo to come, and I loved this. He then inserted the rubber toy up my ass, and it took my breath away at first as to how it felt. He knew just how to handle it though, and made sure that I was never uncomfortable.

He was still dressed, and I could feel his rock hard penis in his pants as he brushed against me. He probed me long and hard with the dildo, asking me sometimes in a leering tone if I liked it, to which I answered yes each time. At first it was strange, but then as I started to relax I could feel the toy making itself more a part of me, and I began to spread my legs on my own to take it up my ass. It now felt warm when it went back inside me with each thrust.

This was getting extremely hot. He took the first dildo out, and I felt my ass shudder as he did so. I wanted more, and I didn’t have long to wait. Without asking this time which one I wanted, he started to fuck me with another one, which was penis shaped, and rather larger than the first. It was long and had a big head on it. At first it was a struggle to put it inside me, but he knelt there with his face beside my ass and coaxed me along, telling me to relax and take it. This was turning me on all that much more, and so I tried to follow his advice.

We started after a fairly short time to get to understand what turned the other on. For me it was getting fucked very slowly with a dildo, feeling the depth and humiliation of it at each moment. For him it was getting me over the threshold of reserve, and watching how I took his toys, and the body language I used to ask for more.

He never took his cock out of his pants the entire time, but instead just stood or knelt there beside me, fucking me with several more of his toys. He rolled me over on his side, and licked the cheeks of my ass as he fucked me. I moaned and stroked my own cock. It was hard not to come, but I knew that I wanted this to continue, and so held back from anything that might bring it to an end.

It went on for a couple of hours, and by the end he had me on my back, looking into my face as he pushed another large penis shaped toy up my ass. There was a stream of precum drooling from my penis, and finally I could take it no longer, and stroked it a couple of times. He knew I was going to come, and so pushed my legs farther open and put the dildo as far up inside me as he could. I was almost yelling, and the intensity of this moment was of melting hotness.

I shot my load of come all over my chest, as well as hitting him, and the orgasm lasted for a long time as I lay there convulsed in pleasure. He slowly withdrew the dildo from my ass that now clenched around it tightly, which I couldn’t help. He smiled and asked if I wanted him to leave it there. I shook my head, and he took it the rest of the way out.

Without saying anything else, he put the butt plug back inside me. I opened my mouth to say something to stop him, but there was a tiny spark inside me that I knew would erupt into a jet of desire in a few moments. At that moment, he said the words that foretold the continued hotness of the evening

‘Would you like to take a break for a few minutes?’ I smiled back at him,

‘Sure, for a few minutes.’ My heart was still pounding as we left the room, and my cock was starting once again to get hard. It was going to be a hot summer night.

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Some of the bushes were clearly feeling the summer’s draught as was Adam. It was his favourite part of the woods as it let him do his own thing without anyone bothering him. It was after all the only time when he could be himself and let his dreams take hold. Just standing among the bushes with his semi erect penis hanging out added to his inner excitement.

Adam’s hazel eyes widened as he let his mind explore the secret thoughts & desires that came to his young mind. Nothing was taboo within the confines of his mind and just like in his all time favourite book, Lord of The Rings, he felt the excitement of the unknown and the wonders of things not yet discovered.

His hand moved down to push his pants further down off his hips. He felt the small warm breeze across his belly and the backside of his naked torso. He loved the feeling of just standing there, amongst natures own wonders while his mind conjured up the images of Middle Earth. It was how he knew that he could face another day.

The tube of lube came out as his pants slid down to his ankles now. The solitude of the bushes and the gentle whisper of the wind thru the hollows only heightened his desire to let his mind wander back to a time when life was simpler and easier to cope with. The warm goo spread on his hands as he then gently applied the thick lubricant to his erect cock that dangled impatiently in front of his toned body.

With a blank stare outwards, he began to see the coming dreams of which he excelled in. He now rode beside the blond elf Legolus with Strider in the forefront. His thoughts made his hand move along the shaft of his thickened cock as he felt the wisp of blond hair pass across his cheeks.

Adam could feel his buttocks tightening as his hands worked their swift magic along the throbbing cock shaft. His mind could feel the smell or what he thought an elf would smell like. For Adam it was the scent of freshness, of clean untouched life just as the woods smelled to him after a night’s cleansing rain. This was how he imagined it as his hands pulled slowly along the long shaft.

Glancing down at his work he felt the heat radiating from his groin. The sun beating down on his shoulders only adding to his dream of riding the horse of Rohan along with other tall blond Rider’s of The Mark. It was his dream and he could feel it welling up deep down in his soul now as the lubricant eased the passing back and forth of his hand. The fullness of his cock making him feel as tall as any of the warriors that he now rode shoulder to shoulder with across the wide plains of Middle Earth.

Adam could hear the blood rushing inside his body just as he could hear the wild beat of hoofs on the ground as he rode stride for stride with his heroes. The sounds of their horns sounding much like the wild cries of joy that he knew he would shriek out soon as his hands moved just that much faster now.

Everything about the day was as he expected. Legolus stood tall in the saddle with the bow across his slender effeminate backside. Yet he could see the rippling muscles as the elfin cloak blow from the wind of the ride. His own body felt the warm breeze too as he spurred his own steed on. His mind grew hot as the motion of the ride jolted him and run up his spine.

The wild sounds of a 1000 horses riding together was no louder than the urgent beat of his heart as his hands slowed down, unwilling for the solitary seduction to end just yet. He wasn’t ready for that right now as his mind rebelled against the urgent call of his groin.

His hands dropped to his side as his penis now jutted outwards. The hard thick member staring out lost without the guiding stroked of his hands. It stood there, unsure of what to do next or of what would happen next, just as the Riders of the Mark knew not what lay over the next hill. It was all a part of the mystery that he let his mind seize and hold.

Adam’s body was hard and taught as the sun beat down on him and on his dreams. The hills were still far away but he was coming closer to them with each beat of his heart, with each thunderous thud of the hoofs of his steed. It was as he dared to dream and yet his body remained rigid as the images came to him.

Easily he was reaching the final point when he and the Warriors of Rohan would top the crest of the coming hills. The green lush grass swayed to their passing just as his own cock arched itself upwards as if it too was seeing the crest of the hill approaching. Like a faithful dog finding the scent of his master, his cock reached up heavenwards, waiting for the frantic signal of its master.

Adam’s body shuddered now as he waited, willing himself to have control without the need of hands or others. It was his solitude that would give him the pleasure he desperately craved now, it was his time just as it was Frodo’s time and as his cock stuck straight out from his lithe body, Adam felt the rush of pleasure building in his balls. Slowly, ever so slowly he felt them slinging up to rest tightly into the shaft of his blood gorged pole.

His eyes were glassy now as he stared off into the distance. The bushes that surrounded him were gone from his sight as his mind took him deep into the world of Middle Earth. The smell of the horses and the scent of men sweating with the ride filled his nostrils now. His body felt the jolt as each hoof hit the ground, his lungs breathed deeply of the rich scent of testosterone that surround him as he rode with the Men of Rohan. He too was now a Rider of the Mark and ahead he could see Theoden, the King himself and his heart grew happy as he saw the rich golden hair flowing back as the horses gathered speed.

Adam’s body shuddered again and again as his mind showed him the scene around him. It all grew quickly as now they came to the top of the hill and for a brief moment the entire horde of warriors were held in check by the beauty of the valley spread out below them. The sun glistened high up in the sky and below all lay green and rich with wonder as they stood there.

The tremble inside of his body grew now as he felt the blood leaving his brain, the images of the valley suddenly growing faint as with one single loud cry, with sword held high the King himself shouted and with the wild cry of a thousand hearty male voices, they were off down the sloping crest of the hill. He felt it come to him as he too felt himself suddenly leaning forward as his horse took him along with the others down the slope towards the full valley.

It was at that precise moment that he looked up to stare into the blue eyes of Legolus, seeing the smile and pleasure that the elf was enjoying from his naked body. His mind surrendered to the dream as his jizz came flooding out and splattering far away from his trembling body. His hands were numb as they lay rigid by his side while his legs shook and his chest heaved.

The release of his man milk made him pant as the wild beat of his heart now rose above the other sounds that echoed in his head. No more did the wild beat of 1000 hoofs pounding on the ground echo as the sound of his heart was louder. The cry from his voice made no warrior turn but he heard the sudden rise of horns being blown as his body shuddered with the final spurt of cream.

Once more he felt the joy of his solitude, once more he slowly came back from riding along the lands of Middle Earth to gaze at the trees and bushes around his own place on earth. His eyes grew moist as once more he had seduced himself with the fantasy of being a Rider of the Mark. He smiled as he felt the blood gradually returning from his still shaking cock.

A smile crossed his face as he let his body slowly return to normal. The thick hard penis gradually growing soft as his eyes continued to just stare off. His mind felt relaxed and he thought that maybe tomorrow he would let himself be seduced by the solitude of Fangorn Forest or perhaps along the battlements of Helms Deep. Whatever it would turn out to be at least he knew that when it was all over with there would be no dishes, no nagging, and no disappointment.

He reached down to pull his pants up, feeling once more like he could get through this day until the next solitary seduction.

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I was kind of nervous just starting college

and moving away from home. I have never been to a big city like Chicago before and was kind of scared. I was living on campus and had two roommates that were as fresh as me. There was Bob, he was from a small town just like me and we kind of connected right away. Bob was really talkative and easy going for a little fish in a big bowl. On the other had there was Kyle, he was from Chicago and kind of a rough guy. Kyle was big and burly looking with massive hands and long hair, what a contrast to the guys I knew. Kyle was in his third year and the experience showed.

Bob talked about the bars in the area and

he also mentioned the fact that he like prostitutes, which I found a little strange.

We all decided to go out our first night and let Kyle pick the place. The bar was a dirty looking club, with rough looking guys sitting around smoking and drinking. The first thing I noticed was that there were no women at all in the bar! Not one of them. At first I thought nothing much of it and just figured it was a hang out for local buddies. There were some rooms in the back and as the night went along I noticed that guys kept going in and coming out about ten minutes later. I asked Kyle what they were doing and he said they were just talking back there. We started to drink and after a few hours and a whole lot of alcohol, I decided to take a walk in back, I pulled back the curtain and was unable to see anything but a small light. I walked toward the back near the light and was shocked to see the event taking place.

Inside the ‘back room’ were about

12 guys all naked and having an orgy, I’m talking hardcore stuff!! I ran back to the front of the bar and just sat back down without saying a word. Bob asked me if something was wrong and that I looked like I had just seen a ghost. I told him that there was something really wild going on in back and that he should have a look. I had a full erection at this point and by the look on Kyle’s face he seemed to be really savoring the moment. Bob walked into the back and I just sat there and waited for him to come running out. After 10 minutes I realized Bob was not coming out so I asked Kyle if he could go back there with me to see what was going on.

Kyle looked at the guy behind the bar and

then walked over the the club’s door and locked it. They pulled down the shades and shut the lights off in the bar area. My cock got so hard!! I realized now that the whole thing was planned, they all knew each other and all new what they were going to get. I walked slowly into the back of the bar with Kyle and felt like I wanted to blow my load right there. When I got the the back the lights were on and to my amazement there were 20 guys all naked all sitting around sucking each others cocks and and romping around on the floor. All of them stopped and looked at me like prey, Bob was on the floor naked on his back with a huge donkey like hard on. He motioned for me to come over by him and I did, he stripped my clothes off and pulled me down next to him. What happened next was the greatest sexual experience of my life.

Two by two the guys came over to us and started

slapping us with their cocks, when all of them surrounded us we were actually getting beat with twenty hard cocks!! They took turns making us suck their dicks, they sucked ours, then they turned us both over and all took turns pounding our love holes. Our asses were getting a good work out and the cum fountains were flowing. The romping lasted the whole night and the next morning we returned to our dorm rooms. Throughout the next week I noticed that a lot of the guys on campus were the same guys at the bar, I soon learned that what took place was what they considered a freshmen romp.

THE END

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Max had approached him when he had been walking along the beach. His head had been off trying to come up with some scheme on how to wangle a few hundred bucks off his parents so he could pay this months rent. He hadn’t even seen Max until he had walked right into the guy. His surprise was hilarious really as he thought about it now. There he had been, walking down the beach thinking of scoring some cash and walked right into a virtual ATM machine in the guise of some photographer.

Deon had to laugh to himself as once more he struck his pose, turning his head as he stuck his butt outwards. To think that he had literally walked right into the guy and here he was now, standing stark naked letting some guy take his picture. Shit, the smile on his face was hard to control as he leaned down, to undo his belt.

It really had been simple when he thought about it. He was wearing his black t-shirt and pants trying to come up with a way to make some cash, to pay for the rent when this guy suddenly appeared in his way. Their collision was funny in a sense as Max went flying, the camera in his hand hit the golden sandy beach with a dull thud while Max hit the sand with a loud curse and bigger thud. He hadn’t budged really, just his forward momentum had stopped but he was merely stunned as he stared at the fallen photographer.

Man could he curse too as he sat up and stared upwards at the cause of his downfall. After all Deon was 6foot and well built. His toned body had taken a lot worse pounding from the surf and withstood it, so a skinny little toothpick of a guy was no match. He stood there, his arms crossed as he stared at the fallen Max and just let him rant for a bit, before offering him his hand to yank him back to his feet.

Despite being dumped on his ass, it didn’t Max long to convince Deon that he should model for him. Mind you needed the money that Max talked about helped make his mind up fast too. It wasn’t just the notion of posing and being immortalized on film that did the trick. In all honesty, it was the cash and after several interesting beach shots and the promised C note, the suggestion of earning some more of those crisp bills was enticing. Hell that is why he was here now, his clothes off to one side and his golden flesh glistening under the studio lights.

Deon was proud of his body and so he should be. Years of surfing and taking care had paid off as his 6 foot frame had filled out to become well proportioned. He wasn’t your typical 18 year old either as he didn’t look scrawny or eat junk food even. He liked fish and enjoyed the feel of the sun against his naked body. Even just thinking of it made him smile which also had become one of his major assets. Seems the girls enjoyed it and though he hadn’t thought about it, some guys would like it too.

Striking a pose with his head tilted, his pants off and just a black t-shirt on, he thought about that end of it. Not once had he though Max was queer, until he had made the offer of paying him to strip and let him take his pictures. Even then he wasn’t sure the guy was bent that way until Max told him he worked for some adult online sex site. Man that sort of blew him away.

The idea that strangers would be paying money to see his naked body though rather excited him. He didn’t realize how much until looking up at Max. Shit the way his eyes were bulging you would have thought they guy had just won the sex lottery or something. Fuck they were big as he had stared down at Deon’s bulging crotch. Well fuck, he had thought, the guy is gay and he had money.

It didn’t take him long to agree to Max’s impulse offer to get sucked off as well as photographed. Shit, in for a penny, in for a pound Deon thought as he had reached down to undo the belt on his pants. It seemed unreal to him but it also made him horny. That in itself was strange because it was Max, not Maxine and to be honest, he had always figured himself strictly a Maxine type person, never a Max.

The blow job wasn’t something he would write home about, though he had to admit it was a damn site better than his latest girl friend. She was okay, and wasn’t into fucking, but man she did enjoy sucking on his cock. He had thought it was good until he felt Max’s mouth moving up and down his penis. Fuck, now that felt so much better as the man’s tongue had snaked out and under his cock shaft. It tickled a bit as it moved along the underside, the rough raspy tip tickling his balls. He had nearly lost it then and there but held on somehow. The way Max’s had moved around on his cock only made his legs tremble more and his resolve to hold on grew more intense. He wanted to cum so bad it was hurting something fierce.

The way Max had held his buttocks was unusual. The one finger kept pushing up and down his crack, swirling around his fuzz covered butt hole while the head and mouth kept up a constant back and forth motion on his dick. God he had to admit that it felt 1000 times better than any girls had given him, still it seemed like Max was holding back. Maybe it was that he was paying for it instead of it being given freely? He doubted if that would really make much of a difference, but the idea of finding out intrigued him as he rocked his hips in and out.

The warmth of Max’s mouth and his magic tongue didn’t take long to work their will on him either. He felt his body shaking and the growing need to shoot his cum. It made him close his eyes and sling back his head as he kept up the motion, adding to the rush of emotions inside. The finger probing his virgin ass was the last straw. It made his body surrender and for his first time, Deon felt the joy of a hard rolling orgasm that made him reach down and hold tightly to Max’s own quivering shoulders. The Cum came flooding out of his body as his cock jerked and heaved within the Max’s throat. He could feel it slam up into the roof of the mouth, the hot flesh burning or so it felt like. The pain made him cry out as his cum came spurting out in a solid white jet. The hot milk seemed too much for Max as it dripped down from both corners of the tightly held lips. His own blood gorged jerking cock wedged tightly within the grasp of the pink pale lips.

It ended as quickly as it had begun. Maybe if it was free there would be more he wondered as he went into the studio room to begin his photo shoot. Hell, for the money he was getting to take his clothes off, jerk off later, for some Gay Sex Site, he would have let the guy suck him for free. Maybe there would be repeat business as he felt the growing bulge and smiled. Seems his body didn’t object either to the idea of more of Max and his probing fingers.

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He stared at me with compassion and looked prepared to take my head off my shoulders. ‘You’re losing it,’ he said quietly. ‘Vacation. Think vacation.’ All I could think was that I didn’t want to go anywhere alone, even if I could have thought of somewhere to go. For the millionth time, he read my mind, opened a drawer, took out an envelope and tossed it at me. I stared down at it. ‘Jimmy’s family owns a cottage on the beach,’ he said. ‘It’s empty now. Go fill it for a while before I fire your sorry ass.’ I looked at my boss, mentor and friend, and sighed. I was going on vacation. Shit.

I don’t know why I fought this so hard. I knew I needed to get away. My last lover had departed with particular high drama, and it had taken a lot out of me. I’d landed the Morrison account, but had lost five pounds and my temper doing it. Russ, my boss, mentor and friend was worried about me, and had invoked the name of his lover, Jimmy to make me take off. Jimmy was one of those warm, nurturing people that you’d rather die than offend. So I packed and took off for the beach.

The cottage was a ‘cottage’ only to rich people. To me, it was more like a palace. A big, fucking empty palace with a very lonely man rattling around in it. I sat out on the deck and stared at the Pacific. The big, gray, pounding Pacific. The sun wasn’t even shining. California with no damned sunshine. Just for me. I drank some hideously expensive wine and stared moodily out at the big gray space. Then I heard the dog bark, and watched a big, shimmering golden retriever dash into the surf, tail whipping furiously, after…something. I followed the invisible line of flight back…and nearly swallowed my tongue. Damn.

The thrower of the ‘something’, and presumably owner of the dog, would have made the gods on Olympus just fucking go home. Long, dark hair flowed past his shoulders…broad, chiseled shoulders. Dark, silky tan spray painted on muscle. Small waist. Tight, I-could-lick-it-forever ass. Long legs. He turned his face, and I saw deep, dark eyes and a flash of perfect white teeth. He was wearing a respectable bathing suit, but damn it, nothing could hide the cock. As of that moment, nothing could hide mine, either. It shot up with a force I thought had vanished. I shifted in my chair to relieve the pressure and watched Adonis play with his dog. The dog bounced around him grinning, and I knew just how the damned thing felt. Throw it to me, I thought. I’ll chase it. I will. I’ll bring it back in my teeth for you. I’ll lick your feet. Anything.

He gave the dog a good workout, smiling, laughing, and talking to it. I could hear his voice floating up to me, and figured, what the fuck. I dropped my hand into my lap and started to stroke my cock through my suit. What’s a vacation for if you can’t jack off watching Adonis play on the beach? I sipped wine and rubbed and got so damned hot I thought I was going to die. I want you, I thought. I fucking want you so much I’m going to cum all over myself just from looking at you. He dropped to his knees suddenly and wrestled with the laughing dog, and I groaned. Pet me, I thought. Pet me. Then the long, tan arm shot out, and he said something. The dog raced happily up the beach, then up the stairs to the house next door. I could hear the sound of dog lapping at a water bowl, then a flopping thud as the retriever dropped for a nap. Adonis watched the dog, then turned and walked…straight towards me. I pulled my shirt closed, ran my fingers through my hair and adjusted my posture. Please don’t let me look as desperately horny as I feel, I thought.

Adonis came up the wooden stairs with a big smile on his perfect face and grinned at me. ‘Hello,’ he said, the ‘h’ slightly clipped. ‘My name is Dustin. Staying next door.’ Faintly British, I thought. Fucking perfect, I also thought. ‘Wine?’ I said. He grinned. ‘Don’t get up. I’ll fetch a glass. Jimmy’s a bit of a fanatic on organization. I know where everything is.’ He vanished inside. I stared after him. I want to bite your ass. I want to suck your cock until you pour cum down my throat. I want to…. I blinked at him. ‘What?’ I said thickly. He was holding out the glass to me, obviously expecting me to do something with it. Oh. Pour wine. My hand trembled like I was coming off a three-day-drunk, clanking the bottle against the rim. Dustin smiled at me. ‘You do need a bit of time to relax, don’t you?’ I stared at him. ‘How did you know that?’ He grinned. ‘Jimmy’s my cousin.’

A memory cell woke up. ‘My cousin Dusty.’ Of course. Dusty the intelligent. Dusty the successful. Dusty the…gay. I stared down into my lap. Oh-oh. Dusty walked to the rail and stared out at the water. ‘Mine drained my savings account when he left,’ he said softly. ‘Took everything that wasn’t tied down, then kicked my dog and cracked his rib. Jimmy said you didn’t fare much better.’ I stared at the broad, tan back. ‘I don’t have a dog, but if I did, he’d have kicked it. The dog looks good.’ Dusty turned and smiled. ‘He is. He’s fine. I’m fine, too.’ He walked toward me, set the glass down carefully, leaned to me and took my mouth with his tongue. I just sat there and let his mouth work. Lips full and soft, the tongue searching and demanding, head moving slightly, forcing my head back. I felt his fingers slide up my thigh, and twitched a little when he stroked my hard cock. I heard my moan echo in his mouth, and slid back in the chair. His fingers continued their tempting of my cock. I put my hands out blindly and found his hips, then drew my palms forward around him and found the length of his shaft straining against the suit. He moved in closer, and I slid the suit down in the back, uncovering the silky ass. I stroked him and he murmured to me. Damn it, I wanted him so much it hurt. He grasped my wrist, pulled me out of the chair and kissed me as I stood, rubbing his hard cock against mine. He led me into the cottage to the bedroom, stripped me and laid me on the bed. I watched him fling his suit aside then crawl into bed beside me. The dark eyes were on fire. He kissed me again, then almost dove on my cock.

My back arched and I gasped as he took me in his mouth. It had been so damned long since I’d felt anything like that. Hunger. Naked fucking hunger. He sucked me hard, greedily, one hand caressing my balls, the other pressing flat on my abdomen. He took me in deep, sliding his hot, tight lips up and down my rod, making me throb. I wanted it to last. I wanted it to last forever. It was minutes, and damn few of them, and my cock exploded, pulsing a stored up load of cum in his mouth. Even lost in the ecstasy I noticed the concentration with which he swallowed me. Every drop, then licked my twitching cock clean. He sighed quietly, then looked at me. ‘Damn, I needed that,’ he whispered. I made some sounds. Grunting, primitive sounds. He understood, smiled at me, and mounted my face, feeding his gorgeous thick cock into my mouth. He held onto the headboard for support and fucked my mouth. Gentle but strong thrusts. I relaxed and his cock slid over my tongue, deep in my mouth, touching the back of my throat. I wanted him all, and he carefully obliged. My hands caressed his ass, then my fingertips found his crack and I gently pulled him open. I heard him gasp, then my index finger went for his tight pink hole. I had barely worked in the tip when he let go with a helpless howl and throbbed in my mouth. I sucked him dry, until he collapsed trembling beside me.

We slept. Or we passed out. We weren’t certain. When I woke up, he was next to me, one arm and one leg tossed over me, his face buried against my side. I stared at him for a few seconds, until I saw him smile. ‘You’re awake,’ I whispered. He grinned. ‘I know I’m awake. I was hoping you’d see me lying here helplessly and ravish me.’ I flipped him on his back and held his wrists down. ‘Like this?’ I growled, and kissed him. He moaned and wiggled, his hard cock dueling with mine. ‘Yes,’ he breathed. ‘Oh, yes.’ His cock seemed to swell as I gripped his wrists and his eyes grew darker. I looked around and found two of my ties tossed across a chair, I briefly let go of him, fished over the ties, then tied each wrist securely to the headboard. I brushed the hair from his face and stared at him. His breath came in ragged gasps and his hands were fists. He was fighting an arousal stronger than I’d ever seen. I gripped his chin and stared at him. ‘Mine,’ I said roughly. ‘You are mine.’ All he could do was moan helplessly as his cock oozed precum. I kissed him savagely, then lowered my mouth to his nipple and sucked…hard. It sprang to life in my mouth and seemed connected to the core of his being. His back arched and he howled. ‘Take me!’ he said in a strangled voice. ‘Take me every way you know how.’ I gently tightened my teeth around his nipple and I swear his eyes rolled back in his head. I sucked hard and gently bit both nipples until they stood out from his chest as far as they could…hard brown nubs, slightly reddened from my teeth. I slid my tongue down his body and thrust it into his belly button. He opened his mouth and gasped without sound. I licked my way down one hip, then shoved his thighs open, and pushed his legs up. His eyes drifted shut in anticipation, but I waited until he made an obvious pleading sound. Then I buried my tongue in his ass as deeply as I could.

I tongue fucked his ass as fast and as hard as I could as his entire body twitched. He humped his ass at me, wanting more and more of my mouth on him. ‘Cunt,’ I whispered against his hole. ‘My cunt.’ He froze momentarily. ‘Yes,’ he breathed finally. ‘Oh, damn it…yes.’ I bit his asscheek. ‘Tell me you want your ass fucked,’ I said, my voice low and deep. ‘Tell me you want me to fuck your ass and pour cum into you.’ He had to take a deep breath before he could speak…but he told me. He wanted my cock up his ass more than anything. He wanted to be fucked hard and flooded with cum. He wanted my huge rod to impale him, thrusting in as deep as it could. I got up off the bed and found lubricant in a drawer, watching him as he struggled and howled. Being restrained had freed something in him, and the freed thing was ravenous.

I knelt between his legs and looked at him. His voice had fallen into a monotone…he kept repeating ‘fuck me, fuck me’ over and over again, almost mechanically. He was gorgeous, probably the most beautiful man I’d ever seen…and his need was even greater than my own. I lubricated a finger and slid it up his crack. ‘Tell me, Dusty,’ I said. ‘Tell me you’re my cunt. My whore.’ He babbled my words back at me, his ass twitching to try and catch my finger. I teased him with the finger until his howling was agonized, then slid it in…hard. He gasped, back arching, slamming his ass at me, taking the finger deep. Rapidly, I was finger fucking him…first with one finger, then two…then finally three…all slamming deep in his tight hole. I squirted lubricant all over my cock with my other hand and rubbed it around. I didn’t want to hurt him, but right now I doubted I could control how hard I slammed into him.

I couldn’t. I forced my way into his ass with mindless lust and no finesse, but it was just what he wanted. He looked at me with adoring eyes. ‘Yes,’ he managed to say. ‘Oh, fuck, yes.’ I fucked him harder than I’d ever fucked anyone…slamming my cock into his perfect ass, feeling like a marauder taking a helpless captive. I had no idea this marauder lurked within me, but he was free now, and fucking for all he was worth. I lowered my mouth and bit and sucked at his neck, marking him as mine. Mine. Damn it all to hell, this Adonis was mine. I could feel my balls tighten as they slapped against him. My cock throbbed and swelled. We locked eyes for a moment, then I threw my head back as the explosion ripped through me and I pulsed cum into his ass for what seemed like forever. I filled him and overflowed him. The sound cut through my haze, and I realized that he was bucking and howling…and cumming…underneath me. I looked down at the white streams on my chest. He smiled weakly, and reached out his tongue to lick the base of my throat. He took a deep breath. ‘If you hadn’t thrown your head back,’ he said with effort. ‘I’d have cum up your nose.’

After three days of almost non-stop fucking and talking, it dawned on me that Russ and Jimmy had set us up, so we sent roses. And I found out he was right…if I didn’t throw my head back at the right moment, he did in fact cum right up my nose.

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The beach was deserted now, the stars were overhead but it wasn’t a typical night, the smile from his face was gone as he walked along the empty beach. His body moved sluggishly as he could barely lift his bare feet up to plunk them down ahead. There was a sadness inside that he didn’t understand as he moved aimlessly down the sandy coast line.

How could this have happened he wondered as he turned his head to one side and stared out at the empty expanse of the ocean. What did he do that was so wrong that he was here instead of back there, with him? Everything had seemed to fall in place earlier and yet now, was in total disarray.

Lestat sighed as he continued his lonely journey along the sandy beach. It had all started out so good that he felt like maybe he was in shock. How in hell could such a good beginning be ending with him alone? Christ it wasn’t like he was a dog, or had some hideous features that made people squirm. He was nearly 6 foot tall and had what he knew was a well toned, well proportioned body. Shit he even had natural blonde hair so why the fuck was he here, alone tonight?

His feet were like lead and the loneliness had him near to tears which wasn’t like him. He was strong, willing to take risks that others might shy away from yet right now he felt so alone, so empty that he couldn’t believe it. Sitting down on the wet sand, his knees drawn up to his chin he stared outwards, seeing nothing, feeling only numbness.

Hey

The voice startled him as he turned quickly to stare up at the tall figure who had suddenly appeared. His heart skipped a beat not from being startled but from recognizing the figure standing near him. He felt a lump rise in his throat as he just looked upwards, trying to read the darkened face that peered at him.

Lestat: Uh, Hi, uh… didn’t hear you…

Sid: Kind of noticed that, you left pretty fast

Lestat: Guess so…

Sid: So uh, why? I mean… did I do something to piss you off?

Lestat: You? No… I thought that… I mean… shit Sid, I uh…

He turned his head away to glance aimlessly at his bare feet. Lestat didn’t know what to say. Things suddenly seemed different yet he couldn’t figure out why. His heart pumped a bit faster as he listened to the slightly uneven breathing coming from Sid. The thought that maybe he acted impulsively, had screwed up all on his own made his slender frame tremble as he sat there. Could he really have read Sid wrong? Did Sid really want him or was he here simply to be polite or worse, out of pity? Gawd he couldn’t handle it if Sid pitied him, though he wasn’t even sure why he was thinking all this.

Sid: I am sorry, I mean… It is just that you are so, well you know

Lestat: What? I don’t…

Sid: It is just, well hard to believe that you might be interested in me, shit dude, you can have anyone you want, you know that.

Lestat: I do? No Sid, I don’t, I mean…

Sid: You gotta know that, shit man everyone always looks at you when you show up, hell everyone keeps pushing to catch your eye or get near you.

Lestat sat there unsure of what to say. In the back of his mind he knew what Sid said was true, but he never really thought much about it, least not consciously. As he sat there he could feel Sid’s breath as the guy sat down next to him on the beach. He could feel his presence and the desire within only become stronger inside his body. How could he have missed it, missed Sid’s own nervousness?

Christ he thought Sid was one of those types, the popular ones that everyone desired. Somehow he didn’t feel like he was in Sid’s league and yet Sid was saying the same thing but about him. Man what a screwed up world as he tried to figure out what to say.

Sid: Don’t you believe me?

Lestat: I suppose, just well, it was kind of what I was thinking of you

Sid: Me? You kidding?

Lestat: Shit no, I mean you have the looks, and hell anyone would kill to be invited to one of your parties.

Sid: That’s only for the free booze, or maybe for the fact that guys like you seem to show up, sure ain’t to see me.

Lestat: You are wrong dude, its to be near you man, Christ you have it all, the money, the looks, the personality, everything dude.

Sid grew silent as he stared ahead at the rolling waves coming in from the ocean. His breathing was laboured as he tried to piece it all together, as he tried to gauge whether Lestat was leading him on or was serious. Inside he wanted to just reach out and grab the 21 year old but he was afraid, uncertain whether he would wind up flat on his back from a hard right fist or from something else. In his heart he wished it would be the latter, would be from a desire on Lestat’s part to have him, but was he reading him wrong?

Sid: Bit strange all this isn’t it?

Lestat: What do you mean?

Sid: You think they come to see me, I think they show up to see you and yet here we are, sitting on the beach together & I bet no one back at the house even know we are gone.

Lestat: I didn’t think you’d notice me gone

Sid: I noticed

Lestat: So I see

Sid: And?

Lestat: And what?

Sid: I dunno, guess maybe I am hoping that uh… well…

Lestat turned his face away from the emptiness to stare into Sid’s face. He could see the way the guy’s face was twisted, looking so anxious & yet afraid of what he might say. It made him want to reach out, to touch him but he was still uncertain, still afraid. Yet as he continued to stare at Sid, he noticed how Sid wasn’t turning away, wasn’t trying to look away.

Without even realizing it he felt his hand move from his side and rest lightly on Sid’s bare leg. The touch sent a wave of electricity into his body that made him shake. His heart fluttered a bit as he sucked in some air, almost as if someone had given him a shift kick in the chest. He felt a rush of heat swarm through his entire body.

He saw Sid’s eyes move away from him and glance down at his hand on Sid’s leg. He could see the quick jab of the tongue licking the pale thin lips and in that instant Lestat knew that what he was feeling for Sid was mutual. Somehow he had read it all wrong back at the house and as he lifted his face slightly, Sid’s hand haltingly moved to rest on top of his own.

They looked into each other’s eyes for maybe a second or two but for Lestat it felt like time had suddenly stopped moving. His heart thundered in his head as he saw the wave of lust and desire cross Sid’s angular face. In that mere moment he could feel his own body harden as the blood begun to flow hotly from everywhere down to his groin.

The ache in his body seemed like it would make him explode as he found his hand reaching out to touch Sid’s shoulder. The press of his fingers on the hot warm skin made him tremble even more as he could feel his body moving in closer. Sid’s own shuddering body seemed to be like stone, as it waited for Lestat.

Without even thinking he felt himself moving, his arm gently guiding Sid down onto the sand. His own legs moved to stretch out as his body twisted and began to press up against Sid’s own nearly prone body. His mind reeled as his eyes fluttered. It was like every part of his body was suddenly focused on the anticipation of what was to come. His legs grew hard while the press of his own side began to sweat from under his arms. The tiny little rivers running down his own burning flesh as it moved closer to lay against Sid’s body.

The press of his chest now slid slowly onto Sid’s torso. Lestat could feel the trembling desire in Sid’s taut belly & stomach. The lust grew within as his breathing grew faster with each passing second even though he didn’t even realize that time continued. As his body pressed down onto Sid’s Lestat felt the pain in his body grow more intense. His hands now moved along the trembling side of Sid’s body, feeling the muscles twisting and turning & growing hard.

Every nerve in his body seemed suddenly on edge as his hand moved down to Sid’s waist, feeling the tight band of the shorts. His own body bucked as Sid’s free hand had moved down Lestat’s back and was tugging now at the back of his shorts. He lifted his body slightly and felt the cloth of his shorts being pushed down, so his naked groin could press down into Sid’s own body.

The press of a hard pole stuck into Lestat’s inner thigh and he felt the body squirm as his hand pushed down on the resisting shorts. With a grunt and push of hot breathe, Lestat managed to wiggle the shorts down so now he could feel the hot burning head of Sid’s pole dig into the side of his thigh. His own released penis was wedged up against his and Sid’s belly.

His eyes closed as his mouth found the thin pale lips of Sid’s. He felt them touch, the burning sensation rolling deep down into his body as his tongue flicked outwards to rub against the lips. He felt the raspy edge slide between the lips, tasting the inner flesh of the lips, touching the hard enamel of the teeth that begun to spread apart. In a second his body shook while his tongue darted inwards, taking advantage of Sid’s sucking in of air through the mouth.

The stars might be shining but Lestat didn’t notice as everything was tuned to Sid’s moving body and touch. He could feel the hands moving quickly across the expanse of his buttocks, pressing the flesh inwards as the fingers spread out, searching & seeking his hidden hole. His own hands were just as urgent in they searched for Sid’s trembling groin.

Waves were coming in faster and even as the warm water lapped at the stretched out feet of the two young men, neither noticed as their bodies seemed to melt into each other. The deep hard kiss grew more intense as both of them struggled to satisfy the lust within their hearts. Lestat could feel his body growing harder with each flick of his tongue deep down Sid’s eager throat. He could taste the man as his lips pressed hard into Sid’s.

Lestat’s finger tips touched the hard shaft of Sid’s blood gorged pole that made him moan slightly. The answering groan came from Sid’s full mouth as Sid’s fingers pulled apart the soft fleshy cheeks, to tickle the puckered pink hole that now lay exposed to it. Leaning in more, Lestat felt the blood rushing from his legs, no longer even feeling them as he let his knees encircle the thighs of the struggling body beneath. His buttocks was raised slightly and then came down hard onto the thick pole, pushing it between his body and under his full balls. His own hard cock now slid easily up the trembling belly, the hot pre cum aiding in the motion. The touch of his dick against the hot flesh drove him further, making his tongue dart deep down into Sid’s throat.

Sid could not longer keep his upper torso up and his hands flopped to the side as he let his body be driven deep into the warm sand. Lestat was on top kissing him now, moving his hot lips to lick and kiss at the growing stubble under the chin. His mouth pressed hard, forcing Sid’s head deep into the sand.

The hot burning kisses made Sid moan louder and even thrash around a bit under Lestat’s weight. His body ached so much that he didn’t think he could wait another second for more. He cried out, urging Lestat to take him but instead of being turned over, instead of feeling his legs being tossed up in the air he felt the body shift upwards, and as he opened his eyes, he stared up at the hot dripping cock.

Sid saw the pre cum dripping from the dark coloured cock head. He saw it twist around under the head and as his eyes opened wider, he could see it coming closer to his own face. His hands reached up to hold onto the sweaty hips that rested firmly on his chest. He could see the white flesh of Lestat’s chest as it hovered over his face. Opening his mouth to cry out, was all that Lestat needed.

In that brief moment Lestat moved his body downwards, pushing his aching penis downwards into the opening mouth. He felt the lips spread apart, taking the oozing drops of pre cum across their expanse. The teeth scraped against the sensitive cock head sending shivers of excitement into his body as he plunged down now, sending the huge shaft passed the surprised mouth.

The feeling of the hot moist mouth encasing his hard throbbing pole made him shiver. His body grew more taut as the waves of pleasure made his head giddy with the feeling. His legs tightened around the sides of Sid’s struggling body as he thrust in even further, feeling the hard throat muscles surround his head. Every part of him was waiting, sensing each sideways twist in advance and reacting to it, keeping his pole buried deep into Sid’s mouth.

As much as Sid’s throat gagged Lestat could feel the lips tightening around his massive cock. He could feel it holding on as he began to pull back, reluctant to let the hot flesh out and he tossed his head, feeling the drops of sweat go in all directions. His groin ached beyond reasoning as he pulled back and then pushed back in quickly. He couldn’t let it stop, not now as his body was in sync with the sudden urgent rhythm of his pounding of Sid’s mouth.

The hands on his hips tightened their hold as the body beneath no longer squirmed but merely trembled in urgent desire. Together they let nature take hold. The lust grew on them both and Lestat’s hands dug deeper into the wet sand above Sid’s head. His whole weight was going up and down as he thrust in and out with his hips.

As the blood boiled within he felt the sharp jerking motion of Sid’s body beneath his. Lestat felt the hard sting as Sid cried out loudly, filling the quiet night with his voice. Even before his mind could associate the sound with the stinging splash of hot liquid on his belly his own body began to shudder. His own voice now mingled quickly with the dying sounds of Sid’s cries.

In that single instant he felt the hard rush of his own milk come roaring up from his balls. The hard slap of them against Sid’s chin hurt as his body suddenly pulled back and then lunged forward harder & faster than he could imagine. The touch of his cock head deep down in Sid’s throat made him cry even louder as the gushing torrent of his milk finally exploded outwards. The stream heading straight down the open gullet. The throat muscles suddenly overwhelmed by his milk tightened even more around the pulsing pole.

The sound of Sid gagging and yet refusing to relinquish hold on the throbbing pole never registered. Lights flashed before his eyes and sweat now rushed down from his forehead unheeded or noticed. Lestat felt the muscles inside uncoil as every ounce of his body had been spent in that brief instant. The cock head reared back and then pushed ahead, several times. Each time it filled the mouth and throat with more of his hot milk, so much that a small river seemed to flow from around the tight pressed lips.

He could feel the hot milk around his entire cock shaft, as his body suddenly began to collapse and his strength grew weaker. The race of his heart was thundering in his ears as he felt himself fall, the hands now losing their power to hold him up. His body came down onto Sid’s heaving chest and then rolled off to the side. He couldn’t contain himself and he felt his cock sliding out of the mouth, cum dribbling down from the open mouth as it eagerly sucked in air.

A cough and gag sound finally registered but he was powerless to do anything but lay in the wet sand. It had been like a flood had come and was now receding yet he could still feel Sid’s chest heaving as his lifeless arm lay across the cooling flesh. In that moment he realized how much he had wanted Sid, had needed him.

The tide had slowly come in and yet neither really seemed to notice as they struggled to regain their breath & strength. Sid’s coughing had eased now and even his panting had grown softer as now the sound of the water lapping up against their prone bodies became noticeable. The warm ocean water cooled their burning flesh but not their ardour as they both managed to stare at the other. In both pair of eyes, there rested the promise of a lot more to come as slowly their strength was growing in anticipation for the next stage of their new found acceptance of each other.

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I have my own shop and when I’m not busy I write gay porn to sell on the internet. What follows is a true story of an incident that happened in the shop one day.

It had been a very slow and unproductive day. It was nearly closing time and I’d been sat at my computer writing a hot story when I needed to run to the toilet. When I came back into the shop I saw a stranger looking at the screen of my computer. Realisation sank in and I was mortified. I’d forgotten to hide my story.

‘Can I help you?’ I asked feeling my face go scarlet with embarrassment and rushing to turn off the screen.

‘It’s okay I’m only looking.’ He replied jumping at the sound of my voice. He was a bearded man with a rounded stomach in his late forties early fifties. He moved away from the screen and looked around the shop. He seemed a bit uncompftable as he looked at the things on the shelves and kept glancing back at me.

‘Are you sure I can’t help you with anything sir?’ I asked again getting a bit impatient as I wanted to lock up and go home. He looked deep in thought for a few seconds.

‘Well actually maybe you can, I hope you don’t mind me asking but that story on your computer, did you write it?’

Nervously I said yes. I was hoping he wasn’t homophobic as he was a big man.

‘I rather enjoyed the bit I read would you mind if I read a bit more of it.?’

‘yes of course, no problem.’ I answered some what surprised. Then as he walked towards my desk I noticed the large bulge in his trousers.

‘As I already said, I did enjoy your story.’ He said smiling at me and grabbing his impressive bulge. I liked my lips as he stood next to me. Realising I was staring at him I quickly moved away and gestured for him to sit down at my desk.

‘There you go. I’ll let you read it in peace and whilst I tidy up a bit.’

‘Is this the sort of thing you like or is it all made up?’ he said to me as he finished reading.

‘It’s all made up but it is what I would like to do, it’s always been my fantasy.’ I said feeling myself go red in the face again.

‘Well it’s certainly got me horny, maybe we could help each other out what time do you finish work?’ he said smiling and outlining his erection in his trousers with his hands.

I had to admit to myself that I was feeling horny as well as I always do when I’m writing erotic stories.

‘Actually I was just about to close the shop when you came in, where do you want to go?’ I asked smiling back at him.

‘What’s wrong with here?’ he said surveying the room.

For an answer I closed the door and locked it from the inside.

‘Right, get that sexy arse over here now boy and get on your knees between my legs.’

He ordered me as soon as I’d finished locking up. I couldn’t believe my luck and almost ran in excitement to him.

‘That’s a good boy now get my dick out and stark sucking.’ He said as I knelt before him. I pulled his zip down as he undid his belt and top button. I pulled his trousers apart as much as I could and then pulled his underpants down and tucked them under his heavy and hairy bollocks. His erection was about seven inches long but it was the thickest I’d ever seen. I wrapped my hand three quarters around it and felt the heat and power of it in my palm. I put my mouth next to his mushroomed head and could see pre-cum glistening at the end of his meaty foreskin. I could smell his manliness but I could smell something else as well that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

‘This is my lucky day boy, I’ve just had this dick up a blokes arse down the road and I was on the way home for a shower but you can save me the job.’ And he grabbed me by the hair and forced my mouth down onto his hard cock. I could taste the condom he’d obviously worn earlier and his dried cum on my lips as soon as I touched it. My mouth ached with stretching to accommodate his size. My eyes bulged out of my head and I could hardly breath as he pushed my head further down his shaft.

‘Yeah that’s it boy suck my dick.’ He said breathing heavier as his cock touched the back of my throat nearly making me choke. He tugged on my hair forcing me to slide my mouth back up his wet hardness then pushed me back down again and thrusting his hips backwards and forwards at the same time abusing my mouth for his own pleasure. My eyes started to water as my breath was being cut off and my lips were tingling as his huge cock drove in and out. I thought I was going to pass out with the lack of oxygen at any moment. He must of realised this as he lifted my head off and forced me to stand up at the same time as he did. His lips crushed herd against mine as he pushed my head forwards roughly.

‘This is what you like isn’t it boy.’ He said as he grabbed my left nipple through my shirt and pinched hard. Pain and pleasure swept through me making me wince. And then he pulled my nipple out so far I thought he was going to rip it off.

;You like it rough don’t you? You like it when some ones abusing you don’t you?’ I let out a loud moan as he twisted my already swollen nipple. He was right, this is what I’d always wanted and I could feel my cock leaking into my underwear.

He kissed me once more spat in my face. and then bent me over my desk.

‘now to give that arse of yours a good working over.’ He said as I felt his hands coming around my waist and undoing my belt. Without undoing my trousers first he put his fingers in the waistband of my trousers and pants and tugged hard making the buttons fly off. Billions of stabbing pains shot through my body as my erection got caught in my trousers as he yanked them down making my cock go between my legs and then slapping back up again into my stomach.

‘Stay where you are I’ve got a little surprise for you.’ He said menacingly. I turned my head and watched as he opened up a bag I hadn’t noticed earlier and pulled out a long thin rope. He came round the other side of the desk and threw it on the table. My cock twitched at the thought. This was almost the same as the story I’d written earlier. He smiled down at me as he removed all of his clothes revealing all the hair that covered his arms chest and big stomach. He picked the rope back up and with one end he tied my hands together tightly and with the other end he threw under the table and came back behind me.

‘This will make sure you stay in place.’ He said as he went under the desk and tied the other end of rope around my cock and balls making me totally vulnerable and at his mercy.

He came back up and stood behind me rubbing his meaty dick up and down the valley between my cheeks.

‘This is what you want isn’t it boy, you want this hard cock to fuck you so hard it hurts don’t you boy?’ he growled as he lent forwards and wrapped his hairy arms around my chest and squeezed my sensitive nipples. Pain raced through my body and I tried to move as he began pulling on both nipples at the same time. as I tried to stand up, the rope that was tied to my bollocks tightened and more pain stabbed through me like I’d been electrocuted.

‘Oh shit, oh god!’ I shouted out

‘This is exactly what you want isn’t it you fucking little pussy boy?’ he said as he kept sliding his wet erection up and down against my tight hole and torturing my enlarged nipples.

‘Oh yeah, fuck me daddy fuck me hard.’ I said excitedly.

‘all in good time, I’ve only just started.’ He said as his hands slipped down my naked skin and on to my backside.

‘I’m going to make sure I give you want you deserve.’ I heard him say as he knelt down behind me and slowly parted my arse cheeks.

‘That’s a nice fucking hole you’ve got.’ He said as I felt a wet finger which he’d obviously put in his mouth traced the outline of my eager crack.

I moaned out in pleasure as his fingers tickled there way to just below my tightened bollocks. Pleasurable pain washed through my body as he began tugging on the fine hairs between my bollocks and arse hole with one hand and massaged my hairy bollocks with his other.

‘Oh fuck yes!’ I groaned as I felt pre-cum dribbling out of my hard cock as his hand moved from my bollocks and moved up my hard shaft. Using his thumb he circled my piss hole coating my knob with my own juices. As he pulled my foreskin back his other hand began massaging my cheeks. Gently at first and as his hand began sliding up and down my concrete erection the massaging became harder and rougher. I closed my eyes as the pleasure and pain I was receiving swept through me like a tidal wave.

‘Lets see if you think the reality is as good as your fantasy boy.’ He said and I felt a firm slap on my right cheek. ‘SMACK!’ and then a couple of seconds later the same firm slap on my left cheek. ‘SMACK!’ My cock throbbed below the table as the palm of his strong hand bounced off my naked skin.

‘Is this what you’ve always wanted do you want more?’ he asked as he rubbed my cheeks where he’d just spanked them.

‘Oh god, fuck yes, spank my arse.’ I almost shouted. I’d never felt anything like it in my life, my whole body was tingling with excitement as he began spanking my upturned arse and getting harder with each smack.

‘SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!’ My arse soon became hot and tears where in my eyes with the stinging feeling every time he spanked me yet I was loving it and whilst he was hand spanking me his other hand continued sliding up and down my aching cock. I was lost in a world I’d only glimpsed at before and didn’t recognise my own voice as I shouted out ‘Yes that’s it daddy spank my arse, harder, harder!!’

‘That’s it you fucking slut boy your arse is nice and red now.’ He said as he paused for a minute to gently rub my burning cheeks. He moved away from my body for a second and when he returned I felt the touch of leather skim over my arse cheeks. I knew straight away what it was as he was acting out the story I’d written perfectly.

His left hand held me firmly in place on the small of my back,

‘That’s a good boy,’ he said ‘are you ready for a proper spanking now?’

Feeling slightly nervous now as I wasn’t to sure weather or not I would be able to take the pain I gulped in some air and felt my cock soften slightly.

‘yes…yes please.’ I stuttered.

As soon as the first slice of the belt whacked across my scorching cheeks fire bellowed through me

‘That’s made a good mark on your arse.’ He chuckled cruelly and ran his tongue over where I could feel the angry welt rising.

‘Are you ready for some more?’ he asked as he slid two fingers either side of my hairy crack up and down.

‘Fuck yeah!’ I said with a horse voice. Even though it had been sore my cock was rock hard once more and I could feel the electricity hanging in the air.

Without pausing this time he whacked the belt all over my arse and even the top of my legs. All I could here was the whacking sounds bouncing off the shop walls every time the leather belt bit into my crimson flesh.

‘WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!’ I could feel my sweat dribbling down my arm pits and down my back. It felt like I was having one long orgasm as pre-cum just kept dribbling out of my hard cock into a puddle under the table.

‘That’s one hot arse you’ve got there.’ He said as I heard him drop the belt on the ground and roughly spread my cheeks wide open. I heard him spit onto my entrance and felt his saliva as it dribbled down between my spread cheeks. My cock was aching to cum but the rope that bound me stopped me from doing so. I could feel his hot breath on my hole as he put both his thumbs on it and parted my fleshy lips open. As his tongue slid up and down I could feel his beard scrapping my skin and I groaned out load. After lubricating me with his experienced tongue he stood up and I felt his thick knob tap gently against my dripping wet hole.

‘Oh god yeah fuck me, I want you to fuck me now.’ I said in a delirious state of passion. His hips moved forward and I could feel my hole spreading wider than ever before as he slowly entered me. I could even feel his foreskin pull back as he pierced himself into me.

‘that’s it you little fuck boy.’ He said as I felt his pubes touch my sensitive cheeks and a hard slap from his hand on my well beaten arse. And then he pulled himself out slowly. I felt an emptiness as he pulled all the way out but not for long as with one hard thrust he lunged his full length all the way in and with another hard slap he took a tight grip of my hips and brutally fucked me with all his strength.

‘Yeah that’s it fucking take it fucking take it bitch,’ he was shouting out as he ploughed himself in and out of my tight arse.

‘That’s it, I’m going to cum right up your arse.’ I heard him shout and he lunged deep into me and I could feel his hot cock as it expanded and shot his spunk right into me. The warmthness spread through as he shot so much of his salty cum up me. My cock was aching to cum but once more the rope that was tied securely around them stopped me from doing so. His cock went slightly softer and he withdrew from my firm grip, gave me an affectionate slap on my backside and stuck a couple of his fingers up my cum filled arse. I was longing for release as he came around my front.

‘here, taste this.’ He said as he put the fingers that had been up my arse into my mouth. I sucked on them hard enjoying the taste of his spunk mixed with the musty smell of my own arse. He bent over as he took his dry fingers out and kissed my hard on the lips.

‘Thanks for that.’ He said and still bound to the table I watched as he picked up his underwear and came back to where my head hung over the table. ‘and sorry for this.’ He said as quickly and before I knew what was happening he shoved his soiled underwear into my mouth and with such speed he grabbed the masking tape that had been at my desk and wound it around my mouth keeping his pants firmly in place. I watched horror struck and suddenly frightened as he calmly got dressed opened my till and pocketed the money.

‘Thanks for that kid. That’s some fantasy you’ve got their.’ He said as he winked. He turned around opened the door and walked out but he didn’t close the door fully. I tried to struggle free but my bollocks hurt every time I moved. I started to panic and realised that if any one looked in out of curiosity because of a half open door how much of a shock they would get. I stayed bound to my desk for about half an hour when I heard a cough at the door. Slowly I tuned my head to see a stocky policeman walking in. But that’s another true story.

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‘Where do you want them?’ asked the delivery guy.

I stood in the middle of the room, momentarily speechless. I had barley been able to say two words from the moment the guys showed up at my front door with my brand new bookcases a couple of hours ahead of schedule.

Both of the delivery guys were hot–two prime examples of perfect male sensuality. The two of them oozed raw sex. The driver of the truck was a burley guy with thick wavy, black hair. The same thick hair spilled out over the collar of his T-shirt, which clung to him like a second skin. My mouth was drooling from the moment I saw him rounding the front of the delivery truck as I watched out my front window. He was wearing a pair of tight well faded jeans that hugged an ass that got my dick throbbing.

I thought I really had lucked out when his partner, a buff blond guy, hopped out of the cab of the truck. He was equally as hot–shoulder length blond hair parted in the middle, wearing a tank top that showed some impressive biceps and to top it off there was a nice package in his jeans.

My mouth was watering and my dick was aching from the moment I opened the front door after they rang the bell.

‘Well, where do you want them?’ he repeated. ‘This thing is getting heavy.’

‘Oh, I’m sorry. Up against that wall,’ I said. I pointed to the far wall in the room I had decided to make my study. The room had formerly been home to my ex’s computer and exercise bike.

Kurt was long gone. He had moved out over six months earlier after one of our many fights, taking the computer and his exercise bike with him, leaving me in peaceful solitude and stuck in a much too long bout of celibacy.

In those months, I fell back on old habits and began to devour anything and everything I could read. Most nights I preferred to curl up on the couch with a good book rather than trawl the bars, looking to meet Kurt’s replacement or any reasonable facsimile. The world of books was enough for me for the time being. They took me places and let me experience things without the risk of getting my heart stomped on all over again.

The delivery guys carefully set the bookcase on the floor and straightened it out. My cock lurched in my jeans as I stared at the two hunky guys do their work.

‘You can put the rest of them along the same wall,’ I said.

‘Sure thing,’ said the blond.

He and the driver turned and walked back out to their truck to get the rest of the bookcases, my eyes locked on their butts as walked out of the room.

They returned a couple of minutes later with the next bookcase, setting it down next to the first. I just stood and watched. I couldn’t help myself. I hadn’t set my eyes on guys like this in some time.

I know I should get out more. I’ve lost track of all the times my friends have harped on me about my sticking close to home since I broke up with Kurt. I had always been a bit of a bookworm. Some of my favorite memories of my childhood were of the summer afternoons I sat under the maple tree in out backyard with a book that I had checked out from the library. It didn’t matter what kind–science fiction, mystery, or a classic, I was happiest with my face in a book, letting the author take me places I had never dared dream about.

My first exposure to gay life was in a book, gay sex for that matter, too. Long before I had the nerve to come out, I was reading about men who loved other men, men who had sex with other men. As my relationship with Kurt began to fall apart, I often found myself reading those same books over and over, wondering why things never seemed to work out for me the way they worked out in the novels I read. In the months after Kurt left, I often found myself reading books of erotica, loosing myself in the pages of sex and debauchery, wondering if I would ever experience anything like the stuff I read about.

I couldn’t help myself think about that as the delivery guys carried in the third bookcase. By this time they both had worked up a sweat. Drops of perspiration had beaded up on the driver’s forehead and stained the underarms of his T-shirt. The back of the blonde’s tank top was damp with perspiration. They were getting sexier by the minute and I was getting more and more turned on by watching them, watching every movement of the rippling muscles in their backs and arms, watching their butts as they exited the room and went back out to the truck.

It was getting harder to disguise my excitement. By the time the pair had come in with the fourth bookcase, my dick had swelled to it’s full seven inches and precum was dripping out my piss slit.

I was certain the driver had noticed. Maybe it was my imagination, but I was certain he smiled and winked at me. Then he whispered something to the blond as they positioned the bookcase next to the others. The blond laughed and I felt my face redden. Were they on to me?

They exited my study and went back to the truck to get the last bookcase. I knew as soon as they left I was going to have to haul out my cock and jerk off to get some relief. I hadn’t been this turned on in a long time.

The pair returned with the fifth and final bookcase, positioning it along with the others. They stepped back to take a quick look at their work. I took the opportunity to take perhaps one last look at the two studs.

They were both now drenched with sweat and a little out of breath. My heart was beating a little faster than it’s normal rate. My pulse quickened when the driver approached. He pulled some papers out of his pocket and handed them to me. The smell of his sweat overtook me. My mouth was watering. My hands were trembling.

‘I need you to sign,’ he said.

At that point I would have gladly signed away anything just to have a chance at making the thoughts that raced through my mind a reality.

‘You have a pen?’ I asked.

The driver patted his pants, searching for a pen. I knew the bulge in his jeans was too big to be what he was looking for–it was the thing I was looking for.

‘Hey, Joey. You gotta pen?’

The blond grunted and said, ‘No, it’s in the truck.’

‘Never mind, I’ll get one in the other room,’ I said.

I dashed into the kitchen to look for a pen, grabbing one off the kitchen table.

‘Can I get you guys something cold to drink,’ I said. I hoped that I might be able to prolong their time in my study.

‘No thanks. We’re fine.’

My hopes were dashed so I quickly scribbled my signature on the dotted line and went back into the study.

When I returned, I found the guys leaning up against the boxes of books that filled the room. The blond was flipping through the pages of one of my books. I nearly choked when I saw the cover. It was my favorite book of gay erotica.

The two of them were on me before a word could pass my lips. I was shocked, overwhelmed, and completely turned on. The hunky driver mashed his lips to mine, his stubble ticking my chin and the blond had shivers racing up my spine when he cupped my ass in his strong calloused hands.

I thought I was dreaming, fantasizing. I was waiting to wake up, but it wasn’t a dream. It was real. It was as real as the aching hard-on in my own jeans.

The driver popped the buttons on my shirts and his lips skid across my chest, zeroing in on one nipple and then the next. Blondie assaulted me from the rear. He slipped one of his hands down the back of my pants, inching his wandering hand past the elastic waistband of my Jockeys.

I was too stunned to speak. Months of celibacy, months of aching for the touch of another man were quickly erased as the two of them worked me over.

The blond broke the silence first. ‘Let’s see his cock. I want to see his cock.’

The brunette smiled, flashing a row of dazzling white teeth before he dropped to his knees in front of me. I groaned when his hand reached out and he popped the button of my jeans. The tension of my throbbing cock had been getting to be too much. It was a welcome relief.

The blond worked his hand further down the back of my pants, his rough hand sliding across my fuzzy asscheeks until his finger worked its way down my crack. Meanwhile his friend palmed the bulge in my jeans, teasing me, taunting me, and making me crazy with lust.

‘Oh fuck,’ I cried out when the blonde’s probing finger grazed across my twitching pucker. I was hot. I was so ready to get fucked. I wanted to have my ass pounded by both these studs. I wanted them to take turns fucking me senseless, leaving me spent on the floor of my study. I needed it so fucking badly.

The driver inched down my zipper and the blond continued working his hand in my pants until both my Jockeys and my jeans slid down to mid-thigh. My cock sprang out, slapping my belly. A clear drop of precum dangled from my piss slit, hanging on until it dipped onto the floor in front of the driver.

‘Nice,’ said the driver right before he opened his mouth wider and clamped down on my dripping cock.

‘Oh shit, man. Suck it. Suck it good.’

My head rocked back, falling back on the blonde’s shoulder and my body spasmed when he worked his finger up my shitter. My hole was aching. I wanted his dick.

He cupped my face in his hand and kissed me, slipping his tongue in and out of my mouth as his finger probed the depths of my ass chute.

If that wasn’t enough, the driver was slurping on my cock like a kid slurping on a melting ice cream cone. His tongue was fucking everywhere.

‘Fuck me. Come on fuck me,’ I screamed out. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted his dick in me.

‘I bet you want it. Tell me where do you want it?’ he whispered in my ear. His breath was clipped and uneven. His voice was ragged and edgy.

‘Come on fuck me. Fuck my ass.’

The driver reached into his jeans and pulled out a rubber, tossing it to his partner. He then zipped down his own jeans and pulled out his cock. I glanced downward and watched his as he stroked his thick piece of meat.

The blonde’s finger slid out of my chute and I then heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper. A few moments later, the blonde’s cockhead was pressed against my sphincter trying to poke inside me. I sucked in a deep breath and then exhaled as the blond forced his dick into me.

‘Oh shit. Fuck, man.’

The blond pulled off his tank top and then reached his arms around me, pulling me closer. His dick slid deeper and deeper into me as he squeezed me tighter. The driver was still sucking my cock, deep throating me. All of my senses were in overdrive. I couldn’t focus on all the incredible sensations I was feeling. My cock was on fire. My balls were drawn up close to my body, getting ready to shoot. My ass was not use to the assault it was getting.

As the driver sucked me off, getting me closer and closer to coming, he jerked his dick faster and faster. The blond was getting into the whole scene as well. He pistoned his dick in and out of me until his balls were slapping against my ass.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had intended spending the afternoon getting my study in order after the bookcase were delivered, never expecting that I would be at the mercy of the two hunky delivery men.

The pair worked over my body giving the most intense pleasure that I had ever experienced in my entire life. The driver was working my cock with his mouth like no man had ever done before. He would get me to the brink of coming and then would back off, leaving me wanting, practically begging for more. He had my toes practically curling as he sucked on my dick, licked my balls and also gave me the visual delight of being able to watch him fist his big dick.

The blond was fucking me so hard my ass was getting raw and tender. The friction of his cock sliding in and out of me, massaging my prostate and sending shivers throughout my body was almost too intense to take. Every time I was close to shooting off, one of the pair would either slow down or lessen the pressure just enough to keep me from coming. I knew I wasn’t going to hold out for much longer. It had been a long time since I had been with anybody, much less two hot guys at the same time. I wasn’t going to be able to keep from coming for much longer.

I almost lost it when the driver cried out after pulling back, leaving my engorged cock exposed and wanting more of his hot mouth.

‘I’m going to come,’ he groaned.

His entire body tensed. I was mesmerized my the contractions of the muscles in his arm and how his massive chest heave up and down.

‘I’m going to come,’ he said again, just moments before arches of white hot jizz spurt from his dick, splattering my legs and shoes.

‘Fucking all right,’ said the blond. He continues jackhammering his dick in and out of me. He clenched his jaw and hissed as he pounded my ass.

I stood there, taking the fucking, my eyes fixed on the driver. He was still on his knees, his cock still hard. The air around us was scented my his come and the sweat that was running down my back and ass.

I took my dick and hand and began to slowly jack off as the driver stared up at me.

‘Yeah man, jack off for me. Shoot your load in my face,’ he said.

I couldn’t refuse the offer so I began to pump my dick even faster. It wouldn’t take much longer.

The blond squeezed his arm around me tighter, practically crushing me to his chest. His dick was impaled deep inside my guts.

‘I’m going to shoot,’ he said. ‘I’m going to fucking come.’

He pounded into me one last time. As he held me tighter, I could feel his body spasm with orgasm. He must have shot three or four times before his head dropped to my shoulder and he gasped for breath.

I kept jerking my dick. The blond left his still hard cock buried in my ass. He wriggled slightly and his pubes scratched against my ass. That was it. I was there.

‘Oh fuck,’ I cried out. ‘Oh fuck.’

The come spurt out of my dick. I did my best to aim for the driver, hoping to cover his face with my white syrup.

The first blast hit him in the forehead and dripped down his face. The second less powerful spurt got him in the cheek and the last of it dribbled out, coating my hand with a gooey mess.

I tied to catch my breath after I came. The blond was still holding onto me as his cock softened and eventually popped out of my ass.

‘That was fucking incredible,’ said the driver.

‘Yeah man. That was great,’ said the blond.

I nodded my head, unable to say anything, unable to say anything at all.

I hadn’t meant for it to happen, but it did. I’d been drunk and tired and that night at the party when that hot stud started groping me and feeling around my ass, I just gave in and let him have what he want. He was in the middle of eating out my ass when Billy walked in. Billy is my man. I suddenly felt so ashamed. He had such a look of disappointment on his face when he saw that guy’s face buried in my ass. I pulled up my pants and ran after him. I cried and pleaded as he called me an idiot and a bastard for what I’d done. Finally, I convinced him not to leave me, but for a week after that, he wouldn’t touch me. When I tried to cuddle or snuggle with him, he’d shove me away and give me a dark look. I would have given anything for it not to have happened and I would cry quietly after he’d gone to sleep, wishing to take back that one moment of weakness. Little did I know that he had plans for me. He would show me who was boss.

It all started that night with me lying in our bed, horny as hell. He came out of the bathroom after his shower naked and stood over me, tugging at his foreskin, and I could feel my cock coming to attention. I wanted him so bad, my mouth was watering at the thought of tasting him in my mouth once again. I slipped out from under the covers and stood there gazing into his eyes. As I leaned in to give him a kiss, he grabbed me roughly by my arm and turned me around. He pushed me up tight against the wall and said ‘This is how it’s gonna be. Your my bitch. You always have been and you always will be. Say it!!’ I like it rough, so I decided to play along. I knew he would never really hurt me. I struggled to get free, but he was too strong for me. I felt his teeth bite into my shoulder. Not enough to hurt too much, just enough so that I could feel it. I continued struggling, and he kept pressing me down hard against the wall.

He corkscrewed his fingers into my asshole, spreading it and I could feel first one, then two, then three fingers as he worked my pucker. Feeling him there, in total control of me, it began to be a turn on. I soon discovered that the more I resisted, the harder he worked my butt, till finally, I could feel his cock head knocking at my back door. He spit into his hand and lubed it up as he growled, ‘You want to be treated like a little slut?’ I wanted to feel him in me so badly, but I decided to play along with his game. He’d get the feeling of satisfaction from letting me know who was the boss and I’d get to feel like a dirty little whore. The whole idea of it was really beginning to get my ass to quivering.

When he finally rammed his thick, 7-inch tool into my ass, I played it for all it was worth and gave out a yell. He seemed to like that lots and he roughly began pounding my butt. I let him go until I felt his hold on my shoulder loosen and then I pushed him back and off me and made to run. He tripped me and I fell face-down onto the floor. I got up onto my knees and he grabbed me by the hair. ‘You’re a slutty little faggot, aren’t you,’ he said. I could feel my cock getting even more hard. He slapped my face with his penis and yelled it at me again, pulling harder on my hair. I blurted out ‘Yes! I’m a slutty little faggot!’.Then, ‘You’re a little bitch boy, aren’t you?’ I made as if to stand, but he pushed me back down by my shoulders and grabbed my hair again. He slapped me a few more times with his cock. ‘You’re my little bitch. Suck my cock!!’ I gritted my teeth and tried to turn my head away, but he’d have none of that. He shoved his rod between my lips and forced my teeth apart. ‘Now, suck it, bitch!’ He held onto my ears, turning my head slightly as he fucked my face. I felt totally under his power and I was liking it. And if it made him feel better after what I’d done, so much the better.

I could feel the head hitting the back of my throat as he continued with a slow rhythm. Then, he pushed me down onto my back and straddled me as if to do push ups. He slid his cock back into my mouth and began to fuck away like it was another ass. I made a tight seal with my lips. ‘Slut!,’ he said, ‘Put some tongue action into it!’ I gladly complied, placing my tongue firmly against the underside of his cock. I could taste his precum as it oozed from his meat. Any other time, I’d be trying to drill my tongue into his peehole to get as much of it as I could, but this night he was the one giving the orders and I knew that if I needed to let him feel like he was marking his territory to make up for my mistake.

I had a raging boner and a mouth full of steaming meat and I was loving it. He thrust his hips like a man possessed, and a couple of times I thought he would choke me as he drove his penis deep down my throat. His low-hanging balls slapped against my chin with every downstroke. I planted my hands firmly on his taut, muscular butt. Then, he pulled out of my mouth and squatted over me. I grabbed my cock in anticipation of guiding it into his hole and getting sweet release, but he just looked down at me and said ‘Jerk your own worm, bitch.’ Then he spread his cheeks and ordered me, ‘Eat!’ He lowered himself onto my face and I had my nose buried in his nuts and his shithole poised just above my lips. I began to jerk my cock furiously and tonguing his hole.

Billy began jerking, too, and his balls bounced on my forehead as he pleasured himself at my expense. I ran the tip of my tongue around the rim of his hole slowly, knowing the way he loved it. I loved being his bitch, with him in control. I wormed my tongue into his anus, digging in deep and wiggling it. I could feel his muscles spasm and release as I did it. It didn’t take long for him to cum once I started working on his ass and the excitement of this realization made me pound my own pud more furiously. My balls rose up tight to my groin and my cock began to throb and pulse. I wanted to wait for him. He was always first for me. There was no other man and how better to show it than to let him blow his load before me? I kept at his hole, trying to contain myself and wondering how much longer he could last.

Then, he rose up off of me, still jerking his fully engorged member. He stood over me, watching me beat my meat, with an evil grin on his face. I knew what was coming next. This would be his way of marking me, of using his spunk to leave his scent. He thrust his hips forward and threw his head back as he shot a bucket of red-hot jizz all over me. He sprayed me from my stomach up to my face with great gobs of it, all creamy and white. As soon as I could taste him on my lips, I couldn’t hold back any longer and I blew my own load. It shot so far I almost hit myself in the eye. I looked back up at him and all I could see in his face was a look of satisfaction, of superiority as he milked every last drop out his peehole and let it drip down onto my abs.

Afterwards, he made me clean up by eating every last drop of our cum. He wouldn’t let me off the floor until I’d wiped it all from my skin and sucked it clean from my fingers. Only then did he let me get to the shower. When I was through, I found him sleeping. His chest rising and falling slowly. I slipped in under the covers next to him and snuggled up tight against his chest, happy in the knowledge that I had my man back. I never cheated on him again, but that didn’t mean I didn’t like being his bitch again every now and then and Billy always left that bed with a smile on his face. I made sure of that.

He had met Brad along the beach. Like it was the perfect place to cruise for hot young studs and not have much left to the imagination. Brad had been one of those that turned out to be a damn bit more. To begin with the guy had no shame and the way he walked along the beach in his shorts, well it was evident to Troy that this guy knew he was hot. Fuck, the sway of the hips and jutting out of his crotch each time he walked past, had to be intentional.

It took Troy maybe 2 or 3 walk pasts before he was certain that Brad was cruising him instead of him doing the cruising. Just the look that last time was enough for him so he found a way to approach him and talk. God the guy had one sweet accent to this voice where Troy fround out his name and all he needed to know to take the chance meeting back to his place.

If he had only known then what he knew now he wouldn’t have waited for Brad to walk past so many times. Shit the guy was on the prowl too just as he was and it wasn’t long before he was sharing some of his more juicier details with Troy, while cleaning himself at one of the many public water sprays.

Watching the way Brad moved around as the water rinsed his golden body of the salt was enough to give Troy a hard on. He couldn’t wait to get this little beach bunny home and into his king size bed. The more that Brad talked, the hornier Troy felt as he stood there enjoying the tell tale bulge that if it was soft, was enough for any size queen. Hell if it was hard it would still be enough as it really didn’t leave much to imagine, other than to see if it was choice uncut cock or not.

He did have a preference for the uncut meat, simply as it led to some added foreplay which is one thing Troy loved almost as much as taking a dick in his ass. Okay so he was a typical 20 year old 6ft beach whore. He didn’t care too much as sex was something he felt natural about, and enjoyed. Sort of like what they talked about in some of those blog things. It was what he liked and fuck, so what if he did it a few times a week if he was lucky enough. Shit, if he could, he’d be naked with some bronzed stud every day sucking and getting sucked or better yet, riding one of those hard thick cocks he loved to taste so much. Sex was fun, and he’d be old soon enough, so at least he’d have some hot memories to enjoy then.

The way Brad had stared at him, with the water cascading off his chest clinched it for them both. Immediately Brad started talking about how pissed he was at the latest bullshit as his favourite online site was being ripped by the Feds. Troy didn’t bat an eye either when he realized Brad was talking about a gay adult site that he had heard about. Fuck this guy was pretty brazen about it and he smiled, which got him a wink from Brad. Shit the look he got, it was nearly enough to make him cum then and there. Brad knew it too which only made him smile more as they headed away from the beach towards Troy’s loft apartment a few blocks away.

He had barely let Brad walk in before he felt the salty hot taste of Brad’s lips on his own. It stunned him really as he staggered back a bit against the closed door. The knob hit him in the back and he yelped out loud before realizing it. That didn’t seem to even stop Brad as he quickly ran his hand down Troy’s flat stomach till it reached the bulging groin. The fingers dug into the hard flesh and squeezed as the tongue did wide sweeping runs deep inside his mouth. His breath grew ragged as the sudden onslaught made him gasp for air. It was already more than he had hoped for as his own body reacted naturally to the sexual innuendo of his new found friend.

Brad certainly wasn’t bashful as he groped Troy’s package. He prodded the dangling balls and soon was ripping at the pants, pulling and tugging at them until finally Troy stepped back. He reached down and popped open the button and let gravity takes it course. Brad’s shorts were already down at his own ankles and the Speedo type shorts were stretched way out by the bulging dick inside. Troy felt the situation continue to leave his control as Brads tongue ruled inside his own mouth. His body shook as he felt the hands yanking at his own shorts, pulling them down so that his own blood thickened cock was exposed.

Without even batting an eye, Brad had him naked and ready to cum. The press of lips suddenly changed to hard pressing kisses that crushed his own lips, adding to the moment’s passion. His body trembled as it realized the lips were now eagerly devouring his own warm flesh, pressing and kissing first his chin then under the chin and finally down his throat. He struggled to stay standing as his body felt the warm caresses of Brad’s hands along his sides, grabbing at last his hips and reaching slowly around to curl deep into the soft pliable flesh of his buttocks.

He stood there shaking as finally the sweat coated hand wrapped itself around his pulsing dick. Then the warmth of Brad’s mouth was covering the hot head, devouring it as the lips tightened around the flesh, tasting and making it impossible for Troy to escape, as if he would want to.

The blow job hadn’t taken long as his own control had long since given in to Brad’s mouth and actions. It was without a doubt the best he had experienced. Brad didn’t seem to find it unpleasant either as he had stood up and for the rest of the day they had rolled around on the bed, screwing and exploring each other’s bodies as if it was their first sexual experiences. Nothing he had done before had prepared him for the wild drive of the blonde brown eyed surfer he had picked up.

Even now, watching as Brad coated his toned body with soap and let the shower’s spray caress where Troy’s own fingers had been a few moments ago still managed to keep him aroused. Christ he thought he was on Viagra or something the way Brad’s supple body had kept him aroused and horny. Still hours later, as Brad showered and he watched, he felt the lust waiting, wanting more and it surprised him with its intensity.

For a moment or two he contemplated stepping into the glass enclosed shower to join the 6 foot hunk but he hung back, not sure if he was welcome or not. Hell, he still felt like some virgin who had been with a working girl to show him the ropes, yet in his own right, Troy thought he was pretty experienced. Brad was simply more so.

As he held the hand wand of the shower, and let the spray trickle down his legs, Brad turned towards Troy. The deep smile on his face was almost as if he had been reading Troy’s mind. The lust inside wasn’t totally satisfied as he felt his well used cock stir again. Just the look seemed enough as he moved closer, hoping for some sign that his presence would be welcomed.

The quick turn showing those wonderfully shaped orbs of ass stopped him dead in his tracks. His own body ached as suddenly Brad turned around and leaned into the corner of the shower. His spray soaked skin glistening in the bathroom’s light, his cock looking so frigging inviting. It was a sign he couldn’t refuse.

Brad had himself wedged nicely into the corner of the shower. The glint in his brown eyes showed he wanted Troy as badly as Troy wanted him. As he moved forward to step into the shower, he felt the lust once more taking hold of him. He had no idea how much more he could handle, but fuck caution, this is what being 21 was all about for him. Brad might be 18 and know a thing or two, but now it would be Troy’s turn to take charge. The eager expression on Brad’s face, the water cascading down his body was enough of an inspiration for him as he stepped into the shower for more.

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