Author: admin

One of the best things about working as a baker for a restaurant is at night, you are alone. Usually when I start my shift, the restaurant is open and busy with customers but at night, when the place closes and everyone leaves, it’s just me. During this time is when I become Dr Jekyll, Mr Hyde, sexually. During the day, I’m checking out women, wondering what they look like nude, wanting to taste them and feel them as I fuck them. At night, I want ass and cock, I want a twink to fuck or a man to fuck me. 

How I normally work is at a pretty quick pace to the point that all my finishing tasks get done before I even take my lunch. With that being said, while my bread bakes, I know that each bake gives me 20 minutes to scroll through Literotica, GayDemon, BoyFriendTV and SpankBang. Enjoying the videos and the stories, feeling my cock getting hard and my asshole quiver. Sometimes I imagine myself as the one gettin fucked by that older guy with an 8″ cock and all night stamina.

I’m no virgin to gay sex, I’ve been fucking guys on n off since I was 20, lost my ass cherry March of 2021. Only 2 guys have been in my ass, I’m really not picky, as long as I can feel them but they tend to be picky. Not many guys are chubby chasers. I’m not morbidly obese but more like a hairy masc chub. Of the 2 guys to fuck me, only one gave me the ass pounding I much desired. He was nice and warm at the door then once in the bedroom and we were naked, I was his bitch. Started off with a slow blow job that lead to a choking face fuck then an hour long ass pounding that had me moaning and when I left, I shot the biggest load to date and had 3 loads in my ass. 

Since that night, I had craved another ass pounding, by him or another. Which leads me to another night at work, horny af. I had just finished baking everything for the next day and letting it cool before I can bag it and call it a night. I went into the bathroom, dropped my pants and sat on the toilet, watching porn I downloaded onto my phone or reading multiple sex stories, slowly stroking my 6.5″ cock. I knew all the doors were locked so I wasn’t worried about anyone walking in on me. I normally leave the stall open knowing no one will walk in.

On this particular night, I hear the bathroom door open then close. I’m sitting there thinking “WTF?” The guy who delivers the dough daily already came and went and there is no truck order tonight so what’s going on. I hear slow, heavy footsteps come my way before a man looking in his late 40’s to mid-50’s appears, broad shoulders, burly type, short white hair combed back, a week scruff on his face wearing a blue plaid button up, sleeves rolled up to the elbows, denim jeans and mud crusted boots. His bluish green eyes pierce me before smiling an amazing smile. I look down and notice a hefty bulge.

Dear God, how big is this man’s cock? I almost bust my load seeing how I just got caught, my heart pounding in my chest, scared, nervous, horny, excited, aroused. He slowly approaches me, still smiling, standing toe to toe with me as he reaches out and gently rubs my head, a weeks worth of hair on my face and head. I look up at him and I don’t know what’s come over me but I reach up with both hands, groping his bulge before slowly undoing his belt, button and zipper. I pull his pants down and his 7.5″ uncut semi hard cock pops out, a small patch of pubes and a heavy hairy sack. The first thing to hit me is the aroma of musk, sweat, cock and balls.

I stare at his cock then my eyes meet his, I lick my lips as I swallow a big wad of spit. As I lean forward, his hand slowly pushes me to him at the same time. I close my eyes as I pull his foreskin back and take his cock in my mouth. Breathing through my nose, I find myself sucking on this strangers beautiful cock, feeling him getting harder in my mouth. I can feel his hands on my head as he meets my bobs, thrusting in and out my lips, pushing deeper in my throat. I slip down onto my knees onto the bathroom floor, my pants at my ankles as I moan, licking him from base to tip, teasing his slit. I stroke his cock as I lick and suck on his sack before swallowing his cock like I’m a starved maniac.

I can hear him moaning, groaning and grunting. I suck him more as I hear him egg me on, telling me how great it feels and much of a good boy I am. At this time, I pull off to be met with the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. At full mass, his uncut cock reaching 8.5″, the tip glistening with my spit and his delicious precum. I look up at him smiling as he removes his shirt, revealing a husky yet muscular body, covered with white hair across his pecs. Kicking off his jeans, leaving on just his boots, he helps me undress, my pants and underwear on one ankle, top less. He puts me face down ass up in the middle of the floor, spreading my ass and legs before diving face first into my hairy chub ass.

His tongue working magic on my tight hole, I find myself grabbing at air as I moan and groan. His tongue working up and down, side to side, clockwise and counter clockwise before slipping inside me. His ass eating skills puts me in a trance as I groan and beg for him to fuck me but he continues to slobber on my hole. Fuck, I’ve had my ass eaten before but never like this. What feels like all night, was a matter of 10 minutes before I feel it. His swollen tip kissing my tight pucker hole. Oh God, he’s gonna fuck me. Will he fit? Can I take it? Please, no, don’t fuck me, please, please, please make me your bitch.

I gasp as I feel him press against me then biting my lip as i feel his tip pierce me and stretch me open. I can feel every inch sliding inside me, bare, my eyes clamped shut then when I thought it wouldn’t end, his hips press against my ass and I can feel all 8.5″ throbbing, pulsing inside me. I lay my head down and breathe deeply, I can feel the slight burn of being penetrated and the warmth emanating from his cock. His hands on my lower back, I feel him start to pull back then stop half way before slowly pushing back in. My mind racing, heart pounding, my cock rock hard as I feel this hunk of a man slowly work me open.

The moment I let a soft moan and whimper escape my lips, he grips my hips and starts fucking me long n slow, pulling almost all the way out then back in. Fuck this feels so fucking good, he’s hitting so many amazing spots in my ass. He senses my enjoyment and my relaxation as he soon begins fucking me harder, faster. His cock lubed by a combination of our spit and his pre, he starts ramming himself inside me. I can’t help myself as I start moaning and whimpering louder, begging him to fuck me, to pound me. Fuck I feel like a total bitch right now and it feels so fucking amazing. 

I can feel his heavy sack slapping at the back of my legs as his hips smack on my ass hard n loud. Fuck, he may just fuck the cum out of me. It feels like he’s been fucking me for 3 hours straight before I hear him roar out, shoving his cock balls deep inside me and unloading. I can feel his cock throb, spasm, expand and deflate, pulsing as he cums hard inside me. He keeps himself inside me as he comes down from his orgasm. I weakly reach for my phone and notice the time, only an hour has passed since he walked in. Before any other thought can come to mind, he slowly extracts his cock from me. I feel empty and a bit sore, I can feel a bit of his cum escape my hole.

Just as I thought he was done, he quickly rolls me onto my back, lifting my legs and slipping back inside me, my legs resting on his arms. Instinctively, I wrap an arm around his neck and my other around his upper back as he kisses and nibbles on my neck. His cum lubed my hole well enough that he is able to fuck me with ease. His thrusts not slow nor eager, just in the middle as he fucks me deeper. Sliding from my neck to my nipples, he takes turns sucking and nibbling my nipples. Fuck, the best part of getting fucked is the nipple play. He hears my moans and squeals of pleasure, making him react by fucking me harder, faster, deeper. My hands slide down and grip his firm, muscular hairy ass as he rearranges my insides.

I can feel all 8.5″ sliding in and out, massaging my swollen prostate. I grip his ass harder, moaning, groaning, squealing and yelping. My 6.5″ cock aching hard, rubbing against his slightly hairy muscular stomach. I beg him not to stop, warning him I’m about to cum. What he did next I did not expect nor expect to enjoy it. Slipping my legs onto his shoulders, my hands still locked on his ass, he places his hands around my neck and chokes me, not enough to make me pass out but just enough that I gasp and cum hard across his stomach and onto myself. As I’m cumming, my hole quivers and clamps onto him and I hear him roar out once again as he unloads a 2nd massive load inside me. 

He allows my legs to slide to his sides as he lays on top of me, panting, breathing hard, his cock still inside me. I can feel it twitch on occasion as the remnants ooze out of his cock and into me. He leans up and smiling once again, he holds me close as he rolls us over onto his back, me now sitting on him. I get into a squat and start to bounce long n slow on his very slick, slippery cock. I can hear the squishing sound of his cum on and in my ass. Leaning up, he pulls me down to suck, lick and nibble my nipples again. I grab hold of his head and let out a feminine moan, followed by “Oh fuck daddy, you feel so fucking good”.

What the fuck did I just say? Did I just call him daddy? As soon as the words escape my lips, he smacks my ass a few times on each cheek before gripping me tightly, digging his boot heels into the floor and pounding my well creamed hole from below. I can’t help but sit up, moaning, screaming. Now I know how women feel when they get an amazing fuck. I can feel him pull almost all the way out before going balls deep inside me. His heavy sack swining up and smacking me on the ass. I can see him covered in a layer of sweat, eyes closed, probably in the same heaven as me. Fuck, how many more times is this guy going to fuck me?

Soon my ass is on fire and my cock aching hard yet again. Oh fuck, how much more of this can I take? Will I be able to walk out of here? What if the morning crew walks in and finds me naked and covered in cum, how can I explain this? Right as I’m about to beg him to stop, he buries himself inside me for the final time and we reach our climax together. As his massive cock throbs inside me, breeding me for the 3rd time, I paint his muscular hairy body in my own cum. I collapse on top of him as we catch our breath, cum and sweat sandwiched between us as he runs his hands up and down my ass and back. He finally goes limp and slips from my ass, I slide off him and lay there, my ass sore, his cum oozing out as my cock goes limp, completely drained. 

I watch as he gets up, puts on just his pants and smiles one last time before leaving. I grab my phone and see he fucked me for 3 hours straight and the restaurant opens in an hour. In a frantic, I get up, legs weak, trying to clean up our mess and myself just as the morning manager walks in and finds me. I look at him and freak out, thinking I’m about to get fired. Just then I wake up and find myself still on the toliet, pants at my ankles and my cock limp. I look at the floor and find a huge mess of jizz. Was that real or a fantasy? I look at my phone and it’s only been 30 minutes and I feel like I came at least 10 times. I quickly dress and clean my mess. As I walk out the bathroom, I realize I just had an intense wet day dream. As I’m about to put the mop away, I see the man walk past the entrance to the restaurant. I run out to see if he’s real only to find it was just another day dream. God damn it, wish it was real.

Big Changes

(from the previous chapter 19. The rest of the summer flew by and before they knew it, Thanks Giving with the Hagen clan had come and gone. The Tillman Christmas bash was history. The new year was off to a good start. As spring came around the weather changed with news reports warning of a hurricane stronger than Katrina that wiped out New Orleans was going to make landfall on the Mexican Atlantic coast in two days with Belize taking a direct hit.)

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Mid-May

Barefoot and wearing an old pair of boxers, JJ was headed to the kitchen for his morning coffee when he heard Alex in the office. Poking his head in he asked, “Heard anything yet? Do we know what’s going on?”

“I tried earlier” Alex replied sounding a bit frustrated “but couldn’t get through. Still no service. It’s killing me not knowing what is happening with them.”

“Understand” JJ said “but we’ll find out sooner or later. I’d like it to be sooner but it is what it is. Keep me posted.”

Two days went by when Alex’s phone rang. Seeing the caller id was Steven, Alex yelled, “JJ, it’s Steven. Get in here.” Answering the call he anxiously said hello putting the phone on speaker. “So how are you guys? We have been so worried. What’s happened? Is everyone okay?”

“Whoa, whoa there cowboy” Steven laughed. “Slow your roll and I will give you all the details. Is JJ there?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m here” JJ answered. “It is so good to hear from you so bring us up to speed on everything.”

“Will do” Steven told him “but this could take a while so you may want to get comfy. First off we are both just fine. Before the storm hit we got Ryan’s mom and went to a shelter on the other side as far away from the beach as possible. It was noisy and at times a bit scary but we are safe. Their house survived. When the storm surge hit a lot of the lower areas flooded but their house is higher up on a hill and the water didn’t get high enough to do any damage.  Now for some not so good news. Ryan’s dad was out at one of the sugar cane fields when the storm hit. He and some of the crew tried to take shelter in a building but the storm was so severe his dad was killed when the building collapsed.

“Oh my god” JJ gasped. “Is Ryan okay? How’s he doing?”

“He’s okay” Steven said, “or at least he will be. You know the situation of how it was with his dad. Deep down Ry always held on to the hope that maybe someday he and his dad would be able to heal the rift and reconcile but now the chance of that happening is gone forever.”

“That is so sad” Alex said sympathetically. “Is Ryan there?”

“Not right now” Steven replied. “He’s with his mom. They had to meet with an attorney to work through some legal stuff about his dad.”

“Be sure to tell him we feel for him when you see him” JJ said.

“Thanks” Steven said. “Will do and he will appreciate it. I’ll come back to Ryan in a bit. We have some legal hoops of our own to jump through before this is all done and cleaned up. The dive shop and charter business is gone, and I mean literally gone, not just damaged beyond repair. What was the dive shop and our apartment is now a pile of broken lumber and a total loss. What we have is what we put in a backpack and duffle bag before going to the shelter. There is nothing there that remotely looks like a building. All three of the charter boats broke up and sank tied to the docks which are not there anymore. Betty was literally picked up and blown out of the water. We found Betty three blocks away broken in half.

“Holy shit” JJ whispered in disbelief. “It’s difficult to imagine that kind of devastation. Do you have pictures” he asked.

“Yea, I got pictures” Steven answered. “I had to have pictures for the insurance claims but it’s too hard to look at them. Speaking of insurance, the whole charter business and dive shop were of course heavily insured. Not that money can solve the problem or heal the pain but when it’s the only compensation you have you suck it up, take the money and call it good. On paper the insurance on the dive shop, the three boats, our personal residence and possessions; the payoff comes in a bit over 1.2 million. Our legal advisors are telling us there is no reason for any of this to be challenged. That’s about it for me so let’s go back to Ryan. There’s more to tell you about that. Talking about insurance policies and coverage, his mom and attorney went through his dad’s business stuff and found a personal life insurance policy for $500k naming Mrs. Lewis as the beneficiary. They also found an investment portfolio with a market value of $400k. So that with the $100k in their personal checking and savings account at the bank comes in at one million.”

“Sweet Jesus” Alex whistled. “Are you kidding?”

“Dead serious” Steven confirmed. “But hold on to your socks cuz there’s more. His dad was high enough on the executive ladder that the company had a policy on him for a million naming both Mrs. Lewis and Ryan as beneficiaries. His dad never changed that. It’s a sure bet he would have had he remembered Ryan was on that policy. The bottom line here is his mom is taking the million from the personal policy, investment package and the bank funds. She’s signing over the million from the company policy to Ryan. That’s what Ry and his mom are taking care of this morning. So that’s the abbreviated version of us in a nutshell. The money is great but it doesn’t bring back the business, our apartment, your life as you knew it or your family.”

“So what happens now?” Alex asked. “What do you do to recover from something like this that has literally torn your life to shreds?”

“Funny you should ask about that” Steven mused. “You’re a step ahead of me here. Mrs. Lewis is moving back to Arizona. She was here with Mr. Lewis because of his job so now she has no reason to stay and wants to be closer to her family. Right now I don’t have the energy or desire to try and rebuild the charter business. I’m just done with all of that. Ryan and I are seriously considering doing like his mom, leaving Belize and moving back to the U.S. Ryan isn’t at all interested in Arizona. He has no childhood memories there and it’s all older relatives. I don’t want to go back to Louisiana. I don’t want the heat or humidity. It may be harsh and I sound like a snob but what relatives I know are there are the kind of people I don’t want to be around. To be totally honest, we fell in love with the Seattle area when we were there. Even in the gray days of winter we really liked what we saw. What would you say if we were to end up somewhere near Seattle?”

“You seriously need to ask that question?” JJ laughed. “You and Ryan being here would be awesome.”

“Fuck yes” exclaimed Alex. “That would be so cool having you close by.”

“Oh my gosh” Steven stammered. “Thanks for that. Ryan and I were talking about all of this yesterday and we thought about Seattle as a good place to try something new and start over. I’ll tell him going to Seattle got an enthusiastic ‘yes’ vote. Hey guys, I have to run but wanted to call and let you know what’s going on with us. If we get everything settled here, we were hoping to be out of Belize by the end of July. Will keep you posted but for now I gotta run and thanks. Take care.” With that he hung up and was gone.

“Amazing, just fucking amazing” JJ said with a smile. ”It’s a bummer that all of this happened to them and what with Ryan’s dad and all, but if you needed a happy ending, them coming to Seattle would be it.”

“Damn straight” Alex agreed. “Happy ending in deed.”

June

“Hey JJ” Alex called out. “I need to bounce something off you. You got time to listen and talk some stuff through with me? You can tell me if I’m setting myself up and fucking nuts or if I’m on to something that may be good?”

“You know I’m always glad to tell somebody what they should do” JJ laughed. “Seriously, let’s go sit on the patio and tell me what you got.”

“Okay, so you’ve heard me talk about Carl Ferguson from North West Construction. Over the years we have helped each other out. I’ve sent him some of my guys to help if he was in a bind on a project, and likewise I’ve used some of his crew guys to get me out of a jam. Anyway, Carl called me two weeks ago to tell me he wants to retire. He’s been in construction and contractor work for nearly forty years. Now in his sixties he is ready to hang it up and he was wondering if I would be at all interested in buying out his company. I would get his fleet of three fully equipped trucks, all of the heavy equipment like backhoe, forklift, bull dozer, all his tools gear and equipment like air tanks, pneumatic tools, saws all the small stuff that would completely flesh out his three job site shop trailers. I would get his pending contracts and accounts of his wholesale suppliers. Most of his crews would stay on as both Carl’s guys and my guys know each other and work well together. So here’s the dilemma. Right now I am running two crews full time and have enough contracts on hold to stay busy for the next six months or maybe longer. If I buy him out that would more than double what I am doing right now. I would absolutely have to have somebody to help me run a company that size not to mention more help for Carol. She couldn’t and wouldn’t survive handling all of that by herself. So here’s where you tell me of I am totally off my rocker. I called Steven on a ruse for his advice like what you and I are doing. Well the joke was on me. It would seem that Steven has an extensive knowledge of construction and contract work. He started to work construction during his summers in high school. He worked construction off and on all through college. Then he told me when he and Ryan converted the dive shop to their apartment he did almost all of the construction himself, from building plans, permits, dry wall, tile, plumbing, windows, the whole thing. There were a few things that he needed licensed specialty people for but he did most of the work himself so he knows how to build and he’s certainly not stupid and you know he’s business savvy. The guy started with nothing and ran a successful million dollar charter business. So I’m thinking about talking to Steven to see if he would be interested in working with the construction contracting company. I would even consider working it out to where he could buy in as co-owner with forty-five percent of the company. So what do you think? Am I on to something or am I totally whacked?”

“Holy crap that’s a lot to take in” JJ whistled. First thing that comes to mind is the old warning about lending money or going into business with friends or family. Then again, you can cite examples of good friends and families with a successful business. I would tell you to think it through by making a list to weigh the odds of the pros and cons then go with what your gut instinct tells you is the right thing to do. If it works, that’s a win, win for both of you. If it goes south and tanks badly that’s something the two of you would have to work out.”

“Okay, as usual you have a sound and rational way to look at things. I’ll give it some thought and make a decision but I can’t wait too long. I will need to have a serious conversation with Steven and Carl is pressing me for an answer.”

July 2nd

“So I talked to Steven” Alex said to JJ. “We talked about a possible partnership after the buy out of Carl. Steven is really looking forward to this. I’m feeling good about everything so I think it will all work out and be great. Now for a shocker that will knock your socks off. Steven told me Ryan landed an amazing job and you wouldn’t guess in a million years what it is. It would seem Ryan has been holding out on us with a secret that almost qualifies as a double life. Do you remember six months ago there was a national gaming competition?  Something like 1200 people signed up to compete and a eighteen year old kid from Ohio took the grand prize. It would seem that our Ryan Lewis is an avid gamer and was part of that competition. No big deal, right? But wait, there’s more. Out of all those gamers, Ryan came in at 8th place. Go figure!

“No fucking way” JJ protested. “Ryan, a gaming geek taking 8th place in a national shoot out competition? What a sneaky little bastard.”

“Not shit” Alex retorted. “Nobody remembers who came in second or third, let alone eighth for that matter except the execs from the gaming company that sponsored the whole thing. They remembered and know who Ryan Lewis is. When they found out he was going to be living here in Seattle they offered him a fan-fucking-tastic job analyzing and working with proposed new gaming platforms. Steven didn’t give up any specifics but did say they are paying him some ridiculous salary, full benefits, perks out the ass, who the fuck knew?”

“We need to have a party to celebrate” JJ said. We could do another pool party with Jacob’s friends to kick off their senior year and combine that as a welcome to Seattle for Ryan and Steven. What do you think” JJ asked.

“Brilliant idea” Alex agreed. “I would be in favor of watching or having the off chance to participate with a group of naked horny guys fucking their brains out around the pool. I’ll call Jacob and Aaron now to call the guys. Do you want to do the same grill and bar setup that we did for Ken’s birthday?”

“I thought we would” JJ replied. “Just like last time we let the guys enjoy the party while we man the grill, tend the bar and enjoy the view.”

August 20th – noon

“I was thinking this morning how great it is having Steven and Ryan here” Alex said as if thinking out loud. “I really like the condo they found. It’s a really nice place. I like the secluded patio balcony and the view of Puget Sound is amazing, especially at night. So are we ready for the party?”

“Ready, set and sitting on go” JJ answered. “I know how o.c.d. you are with organization so I made a check list. The bar is stocked with plenty of booze and  plastic cups. We have a fresh tank of propane on the grill. Hot dogs, burger patties, buns and condiments are in the fridge or here on the table ready to go. Cooler is at the bar ready for when Jacob brings the bags of ice. Mattresses and floats are aired up and scattered around the pool. I put clean towels in the changing room if anyone needs a shower. I think that covers it.”

6:00 pm

“Okay, I think everyone is here” JJ announced. “Just a quick word before we get started. We have two reasons to celebrate tonight. First is for you guys. We thought it would be fun to throw another party to kick off your senior and final year here at the university. You are going to graduate and then head out to the real world and start your life. So a pre-emptive congrats to all of you and here’s hoping you have a great year. The second celebration is for Steven Riggs and Ryan Lewis. We have told some of you about our adventures in Belize. Well this is the Steven and Ryan we told you about. The hurricane that hit Mexico earlier this year gave these guys the opportunity to make a change so they opted to move to Seattle and we are glad they are here. Steven is joining me to help run my company and for those of you who are avid gamers, you will be excited to know that Ryan is working for a major video game corporation.  These are the people that gave you games like ‘Halo’, ‘Grand Theft Auto’, ‘Call To Duty’, and ‘Assassin’s Creed’. We welcome you both to Seattle and glad you are here. That’s enough chatter from me. Let’s get this party started. You know the drill, the tubs are here for your personals, plastic cups only, no cell phones pictures, car keys in the big jar at the bar which is now open and the grill is ready with burgers or hot dogs when you get hungry so enjoy yourselves.”

“This is where we sit back and enjoy the view” JJ said with a smile. Steven and Ryan sat back on the lounge chairs next to Alex and JJ and watched as the  eight guys stripped naked and started to pair off.

“There is a lot of good looking meat and ass on these guys” Ryan whispered. “I’ve seen the orgy porn videos but seeing this for real …” his voice trailed off as one of the guys sporting a semi hard on came up to where they were sitting.

“Hey, Ken, how’s it going?” Alex asked.

“Hold up” Steven interrupted. “Is this the birthday party Ken?” he asked looking at the slender and extremely well fit guy standing in front of him starting to throw a seven inch boner. “They told us about that party and it sounded like a really good time for everyone, and for you in particular.”

“Yup, that’s me, birthday party Ken” he said blushing. “We set some records that night, or rather I did by taking seventeen loads of cum which brings me to my question. I was wondering if I could possibly persuade you, Steven, to fuck me? I’ve never bottomed for more than a nine inch dick and if these guys are right that you are an eleven, it would be a personal best for me. I’m sorry if this is too forward or presumptuous of me, but you don’t know if you don’t ask.”

“You’re absolutely right. You have to ask the question if you want an answer” Steven said shooting a questioning look at Ryan who smiled and gave a slight nod of approval. “Well, Ken, I would not want to be the one to deny a young man his goal and yes, my dick is an eleven.” Standing, he stripped off his shorts and jock. Naked, he reached for Ken’s stiffening dick. Turning to Ryan, JJ and Alex he said “I’ll see you later. I’m off the help Ken with his quest for success.”

A moment later another one of the guys came up to Ryan and introduced himself. “Hi Ryan, I’m Scott. I see Steven and Ken are going to be busy for a while. Not wanting you to feel left out, Andrew and I were hoping, or wondering if you would like to join us on the other side of the pool.”

Looking across the pool, Ryan saw a handsome dark haired guy waving. “Thanks” Ryan said with a smile. “That’s very thoughtful of you and yes, I would like very much to have some fun with you and Andrew.” Following Steven’s lead, Ryan quickly stripped out of his swim suit and strolled off naked with Scott to join Andrew on the other side of the pool. A few moments later they were going at each other locked in a three-some cock sucking daisy chain

“Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit” Alex laughed. “It didn’t take long at all for these guys to open up, literally, to Ryan and Steven.”

Jacob and Aaron came over and sat down in the two now vacant lounge chairs. “It would appear that Ryan and Steven both got appealing offers” Jacob observed. “If you are feeling neglected or unappreciated there may be something Aaron and I could do for you.”

“Uh huh” JJ queried looking puzzled. “And what would help us feel better?”

Aaron spoke up. “We were thinking maybe letting us blow you? You know first hand we are both damn good at sucking dick, and the bonus is we swallow.”

“Well now that you mention it” Alex said “I am feeling a bit left out and lonely” he said undoing the button and zipper on his shorts.

Aaron quickly stood and moved over to straddle Alex on his chair. Reaching down he pulled the shorts and jock off in a single move. “And there’s my prize” he said with a grin. Kneeling on the chair between Alex’s legs he gripped the cock in front of him and quickly took it to the back of his throat eliciting a hiss of pleasure from Alex. Feeling the cock instantly grow hard and erect in his mouth Aaron released his lip lock. “Wow, you are really horny, ready and wanting this” he said quickly returning his attention to the dick in front of him.

Jacob watched as JJ kicked his shorts off to the side and leaned back on the lounge chair, his arms over his head. Smiling at Jacob and with a nod of the head he was inviting Jacob to ply his skills. Tossing a pillow beside the chair, Jacob knelt cupping his hand on JJ’s balls, flipping the cock back and forth. “Hello there old friend” he said making eye contact with JJ. “It’s been a long time but it’s good to see you and these two beautiful boys again.” Jacob kissed and sucked on the balls. “As I recall you are a big fan of a good bit of ball play and long wet dick licks from taint to tip.”

“You remember correctly” JJ smiled. “I’m impressed.” Jacob went to work kissing and nibbling at the taint, massaging JJ’s balls, firmly sucking and pulling at them with his mouth. He kissed at the taint before dragging his tongue up the length of JJ’s cock. At the tip he teased and toyed at the head and crown with his tongue before taking it in his mouth, deep throating it to the base nuzzling his nose in the pubes.

Aaron was hard at work jacking Alex as he repeatedly swallowed the head of his cock. “Oh oh” Alex suddenly gasped. “Oh fuck no” he groaned. Holding  Aarons’ head in place he drove his cock to the back of Aaron’s throat as he blew several shots flooding his mouth with cum. “Fucking hell” Alex panted. “I’m so sorry. That was a total surprise and I came way too soon, much sooner than I wanted to.” Aaron continued sucking on Alex making sure he got the entire load down to the last possible drop. When he was done cleaning off the spent cock Aaron leaned forward kissing Alex. “No worries” Aaron said.  “Maybe I’m the one that should apologize. I feel bad. I wasn’t trying to make you cum so soon but it was great fun for me doing that to you and thanks for the yummy, yummy load. You still cum a lot and taste as good as I remember.”

With one hand Jacob gripped JJ’s balls jacking his cock with the other as he sucked in earnest. “I do love this dick. I can tell you’re leaking pre-cum and you taste so good” Jacob mumbled with a mouth full of dick. “I’m hungry for you to cum so I can taste and swallow your load.” Another tug on his balls and a deep throating dive on JJ was all that he needed. With a soft groan JJ bucked his hips upward as he came letting go with five heavy shots of jizz flooding Jacob’s mouth. So much that Jacob couldn’t keep it all as it spilled out, running down the length of JJ’s dick, pooling in his pubes. “Fuck yes” Jacob mumbled. “That’s what I was working for. That was a lot of cum, dude. Is Alex not taking care of you and you’re holding off saving it up? You do know you can call me if there’s a need to take care of your basic needs.”

“I know you’re teasing me” JJ laughed. “Trust me when I tell you Alex is very attentive and taking great care to keep me happy and yes, I did let fly with a good load but that’s what happens when I am properly motivated. I thank you for the excellent head. Now go back to your friends and fuck somebody or let them fuck you or both.” With a slap on his ass, JJ sent Jacob on his way.

“Okay, I think you’re relaxed enough and ready” Steven said working three fingers in Ken’s ass. “Let’s get you that personal best record.” With Ken on his knees, Steven moved in behind him holding his dick to Ken’s hole. He gently pushed forward feeling Ken’s hole stretch open to take his eleven inches. Slowly Steven pressed forward steadily burying his dick into Ken. As Steven got the last two inches of his cock in, Ken suddenly let out with a whine.

“Oh holy fuck, damn, damn, damn” he whimpered. Concerned, Steven froze dead still and paused.“Are you okay? Am I hurting you? Is it too much?” he urgently asked.

“I’m fine” Ken panted. “I’m doing great. It’s just that I’ve never had anything so deep in my ass or go that far up inside of me. I wasn’t prepared or ever imagined that getting fucked by a dick this big could feel so good. Please, dear god yes, please fuck me but start out with long, slow and gentle strokes. I want to feel and enjoy every bit of your dick working my hole.”

“Okay, as you wish. I’m here for you.” Complying with Ken’s request Steven began by taking long easy strokes. Hearing Ken softly moan with pleasure Steven pulled his cock nearly all the way out then slowly pushed back in until he bottomed out, his loose hanging balls touching Ken on his taint. “Let’s change this up a bit with something different” Steven said pulling his dick out of Ken. “Stand up. I’m gonna sit in this chair and I want you to face me and ride me.” Seated, Ken stepped up straddling Steven. Reaching behind, he took Steven’s dick, guiding it to his stretched hole. With one easy motion he took the entire length of cock into his ass feeling it go deep into his gut. “That’s it” Steven said encouraging Ken to keep going. “Fuck, you got a tight ass. You’re keeping my dick so hard” he said kissing Ken’s chest and nipples. Ken’s hard cock flopped about tapping on Steven’s abs as he steadily bounced on the dick in his ass. Without warning Ken leaned forward. Holding Steven’s face in his hands he pressed his lips to Steven, kissing him firmly pushing his tongue into his mouth, their tongues dancing around each other. “Hell yes, you are a smoking hot little fuck” Steven muttered gently biting on Ken’s lower lip.”You are one amazing piece of ass and a great kisser.” Taking his hand off of Ken’s erection, Steven told him “time for another change cuz you’re just the right size for this. Put your arms around my neck and hold on tight. Get ready to wrap your legs around me because I’m gonna fuck you standing up. I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast and you’ll know what taking a dick deep in your ass really feels like.” As he stood up, Ken held onto Steven’s neck as he wrapped his legs around his hips locking his ankles together behind him. “Hold on tight” Steven warned. “This could be intense and get a bit intense and rough.” Holding Ken’s butt in his hands, Steven raised him up slightly and suddenly impaled Ken on his cock driving it into him hard and fast. With a slight adjustment, Steven let Ken drop down completely as he buried his dick deep inside Ken, his balls flailing wildly underneath him. Panting for breath and breaking into a heavy sweat Steven gently bit and slobbered wet kisses on Kens’ neck.

“Oh my fucking god yes, yes, yes give me that dick” Ken yelped. “Holy fucking Christ that feels so good. Hell yes you’re so far up inside me. Fuck my ass hard and deep just like that” Ken screamed, his hard cock flopping between them.

Steven carefully dropped to his knees onto the air mattress keeping his dick firmly planted in Ken. Easing down, Steven put Ken on his back lifting his legs up hooking them over his shoulders. “Time to take this home” Steven whispered. “That tight ass of yours is gonna make me cum soon and I want to be looking into your face when that happens.” Giving Ken a wet kiss, his tongue pushing his lips apart searching for Ken’s tongue Steven returned to taking long and very slow strokes into Ken’s now well fucked ass hole. Ever so slowly Steven increased the speed of fucking his dick into Ken.  Feeling the intensity starting to build, Steven’s breath became more rapid. Sensing his impending urgency, Ken responded by pinching his hole tighter as he pushed his ass forward, keeping pace to Steven’s inward thrusts. “Holy shit you’re a hot little fox” Steven whispered. “I can feel what you’re doing to my dick with your ass. Not too many guys can do that but it really works for me.” With even faster strokes now, Steven warned Ken that he was getting closer.

“I’m right there with you” Ken replied pushing his ass harder into Ken with each stroke. “Oh fuck yes, I’m almost there myself. It’s coming on pretty fast. I’m not gonna last much longer” Ken warned with some urgency in his voice. A moment later Ken blurted out “Oh got yes, I’m there. I’m gonna blow my nut” he yelled. “I’m gonna blow. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck I’m cumming.” With his whole body giving an uncontrolled spastic jerk he stroked his cock as it erupted shooting line after line of thick jizz hitting his chin, landing on his chest and abs. “Oh fuck yeeeesssss” Ken panted. “Holy fucking hell, yes. Sweet Jesus, I’m still cumming” his voice rasping, his cock still dripping cum onto his pubes.

“Right behind you” Steven choked out frantically fucking his final strokes into Ken. “Here is comes” Steven warned. “Oh bloody fucking hell yes”, his eyes closed, his face contorted as his orgasm hit. His dick spasming, Steven lost count but put at least eight firm and full shots of his cum deep into Ken’s ass.

Keeping his dick in Ken, Steven bent forward, licking at the long trails of cum on his stomach and abs. Gathering the cum on his tongue, Steven kissed Ken sharing and tasting his load between them. “Dear god you taste so good” Steven said breaking the kiss. You’re cum is so sweet.” Steven licked up more cum from Ken’s chest and chin giving him another sloppy, sticky kiss. Steven’s cock now deflated, soft and slippery easily slid out of Ken’s cum filled hole. “That was a whole lot of cum. Do you usually come that much?” Steven asked.

“Oh hell no” Ken replied almost blushing. “That was most definitely not normal for me. I don’t remember when and really don’t think I have ever cum that much but I do know that this was a one in a million fuck. I would never in my wildest dreams believe that it could be as amazing as what we just did. Would I be hoping beyond hope that maybe, just maybe sometime during my last year here at the university we could get together again and maybe include Ryan?”

“That is certainly a possibility” Steven confirmed. “I would like very much to get together with you again and I know Ryan would be to the opportunity to meet and spend some time with you. If, or rather when that happens I hope you will consider returning the favor letting me bottom for you so you can fuck me.”

 

“Oh my god, I’m flattered and absolutely yes we will make that happen” Ken gushed. “I want to thank you again for this evening, and welcome to Seattle.”

When I saw my first glory hole, I thought I had arrived in nirvana. To me, it was like a child waking up on Christmas morning and opening his presents. You never knew what awaited you until the cock slithered through the hole in its full glory. It goes without saying; that some ‘presents’ were disappointing, but from time to time, your expectations were grandly exceeded as a large pacifier traversed the aperture. For me, this was the ultimate thrill. It was on one of these occasions that I met Garvey.

As I sat on the toilet staring at the glory hole with great expectations one day, an individual entered the next-door stall. After I lowered my head to delicately glance next door, my excitement grew as I observed a skanky-looking man. The shorts he wore had exceeded their sell-by date years before, and his t-shirt was grubby and stained.

As lavatory lizards like myself can attest, some fellow occupants simply stuff the glory hole with toilet paper if they aren’t interested. When this did not thankfully materialize, Garvey, as I would later learn, dropped his pants and was instantly seated. The wait was now on to see if any invitations were forthcoming. After a reasonable pause, I again lowered my head and surreptitiously glanced next door. Garvey’s hands were now on his thighs. My entered body trembled as I saw his rough, workman start caressing his knees and thighs.

In anticipation of what might follow, I courageously ran my finger over the lower rim of the hole. I had come to know this as the universal invitation for someone to put their dick through the aperture. To my delight, I saw him arise and move his body toward the opening. 

I watched in ecstasy as the most beautiful, semi-erect uncut penis slithered through the hole. It was heavily thick and long. I got to my knees in an instant before cupping his cock in my hand. Once my hand action commenced, a moist and musty head of his cock peeped out of its confinement. Deliriously, I sniffed the emancipation of his ripe glans. The cheesy/pissy smell was intoxicating. I first inhaled like a sniffer dog, before my febrile tongue commenced lashing feverishly. My efforts were met with gasps of pleasure.

Very shortly, Garvey started thrusting his dick feverishly. In unison, my mouth acknowledged its compliance. Opening my throat, his cock traversed my non-existent tonsils before conquering my throat. I did not give a fuck about the torrent of saliva cascading off my chin. My spluttering soon got interrupted as his dick suddenly got withdrawn.

In an instant, his mouth appeared in the hole. ‘’Do you want to come home with me?’’ his lips inquired.

‘’Fuck, yeah,’’ I unabashedly replied.

‘’Meet me outside,’’ Garvey instructed.  

As he led me toward the car park, I had my first good look at him. He was a living example of one of those guys you see on ‘Workin’ Man’ gay sites, that feature straight, blue-collar men. Garvey had butch large hands and feet, and the hair on his head and face were in dire need of a trim. He was at least six-foot-four-inches tall and had a deliberate stomping gait. After lighting a cigarette, he smiled at me. Garvey’s nicotine-stained teeth were chipped and uneven.       

‘’Do you want to come home with me?’’ he asked.

‘’Is it safe?’’ I rhetorically asked.

‘’Sure… Kids at school for the next few hours, and my wife only gets home by six,’’ he assuredly countered.

After discovering that we were parked close to one another, Garvey instructed me to follow him.

After arriving at an old apartment block, he gestured for me to park after indicating that I should use the outdoor parking. Once I got out of my vehicle, he gestured that I should join him in his vehicle. After doing as commanded, Garvey drove into the undercover parking before occupying his designated space.

‘’Let’s use the stairs,’’ he commanded, before qualifying ‘’I’m only on the third floor, and I don’t want the busybodies nattering.’’

I obediently followed as instructed. Once inside the apartment, Garvey lunged at me before I got subjugated on a large sofa. His fervent lips and tobacco breath now traversed my face as if he were licking ice cream. As my face got swathed, a heady masculine pong assailed my nostrils. My brain began to boil with the excitement I was experiencing.

‘Oh, Christ, this is a dream come true,’ I mentally intoned.

After a brief snogging session, he lifted his head and seriously asked, ‘’I hope you’re not a sissy?’’

‘’No,’’ I quickly retorted, unsure of his meaning.

The meaning shorty followed got as I received three vicious slaps to my face. This was followed as he rammed his three icky fingers into my mouth. Through teary eyes, I listened as he pronounced, ‘’I’m gonna fuck your face… you, fuckin’ whore,’’

A garbled ‘’Mmmm,’’ was all I could offer in response.

In a flash, all our clothing evaporated, before he commenced skull-fucking me rabidly. Without the borders of the glory hole, the smell of his crotch seemed magnified.  As he thumped my mouth, I could also taste residue pussy on his dick.

‘’Do you like the taste of my wife’s cunt?’’ he asked, taunting me.

I was beyond care and simply murmured my contentment.

‘’Open your throat, bitch, I want to go all in!’’ Garvey commanded.

Fortunately, I had my tonsils removed as a child, and soon my nose was nestled in his pungent pubic hair. With his ramming cock kneading my throat, I gurgled and spluttered excitedly, as my frantic hands fought to allow me air. When I felt jets of spunk coating my throat, combined with Garvey’s horny howls, I was both excited and disillusioned, because I had been dreaming of his cock in my arse.   

As we got off the bed and I reached for my clothing to get dressed he asked, ‘’What are you doing?’’

‘’I thought you are done,’’ I countered perplexed.

‘’Noooo,’’ I can fuck all day long. Let’s have some coffee before I fuck you properly,’’ he countered.  

Wide-eyed and delighted, I followed him to the kitchen.

As he prepared our coffee he smiled before saying, ‘’Afterwards, I’m going to fuck your backside hard, buddy,’’ he predicted.

No sooner had we put our coffee cups down, before his hand commandeered my head and led me back to the bedroom. After turning my body and shoving me on the bed face down, his rough hands commenced began swinging like pendulums as he slapped my arse and back. As I yelped he mounted me and slammed his dry cock into my butthole. How my eyes didn’t pop out, I will never know. It was excruciating delightful as he bounced above me. In ecstasy, my hand reached under me to toy with my excited dick, I was in a state of ecstasy, as my hand rubbed my dick frantically.

In a state of euphoria, I felt my slime exploding in my hand as he pummelled me relentlessly. Amazingly, my disk did not soften as he kept going, and as he bounced above me, I could feel another orgasm fast approaching. The straw that broke the camel’s back, came when lowered his head and savagely bit my shoulder.  Thank God for tetanus I thought, as he commenced gasping in ecstasy. In unison, my second load followed after he exploded in my arse.

Many happy visits and bite marks followed.   

The next day I wake up with the biggest morning wood ever. I must have some type of wet dream. Last night was very crazy from that crazy accident if I can even call it that. We must have hit the breaks hard and it knocked us out. Am not trying to think about it all that much. I grab on to my hard dick. Yeah, this isn’t going down for a while. I grab the bottle of lube from my bedside table and pour the liquid over my dick. I start rubbing it over my dick as I look for a video to watch. I find a video of this girl having sex with her black boss. The video is your normal video. I skip to the part when there actually start to have sex. I watch as the BBC enters the woman and she moans loudly. Usually, this would turn me on, but today I feel the opposite. I look at my dick to see it going soft. Oh, that’s odd. I decided it was better just to stop. I wrap my dick with a towel and get ready for the day. 

Knock Knock

I pull up my underwear. “Come in” I see my brother’s girlfriend walk into my room. “Your brother said to hurry up, or he’s leaving your ass here” Kendra say to me. Kendra is an African America girl and beautiful. She has the biggest boobs. Usually, I list after her while she walks near me but I don’t feel anything. “Oh, shit” I shout out loud. I forgot today we’re supposed to be helping at our town fair. We are showing pigs, cows, and sheep for the fair. Our family owns a ranch. Everyone from nearby cities is going to be there. I quickly put on my nice boots and button up on. I run out of the house to see my brother, Steven in one of three trucks with animals in it. “Nolan I told you not to go out and party!” He shouts at me. My brother has the cowboy look with the mullet. His accent is much stronger than mine. He’s about 6 years older than me. I’ve been living with them since our parents died when I was 14. “I know, I know,” I say to him as I jump into the other truck. Great I’ve got the pigs, there smell the worse. The other man driving the truck is Brooks. His best friend since high school, he also lives but as a business partner. “Probably getting his girl pregnant.” I roll my eyes at him. I have always wanted kids, especially with Mariah but I feel kinda gross by his comment. 

~~~

“Am going dad just give me a moment,” I shout at my dad through the door. “You have 20 minutes Landon!” he says back to me. I’m glad he didn’t come in. Ever since this morning, I have been having stomach and ass pains. When I went to take a shit. Some green liquid came out of me. I looked it up and google had nothing. Am currently touching my ass hole because it’s in tons of pain.  I rub it with some vaseline to soothe my discomfort. When I do this my finger falls into my hole. It feels so easier into it. Before I can pull out I come to feel better with my finger in there. What the hell I am no fag. I quickly pull my finger out and notice the pain again. What hell? I have to get going to the fair. I have no time for this.  

~~~

I can’t believe what am doing. “Yeah fuck me harder” I shout at the unknown man I found on a gay hook-up. The man is Mexican and has a decent size dick but what I really want is his cum. I woke up this morning with so much pain and only had something in it that made me feel better. I never consider myself gay and I still don’t but feels so good to have someone in me. “Am going to cum” The man says to me as he gets ready to pull out. I grab him with unknown strength so I hold him in me. “Oh, I see a cum baby! Well, let me fill you up” He says to me as he pumps harder into me. I feel his dick expand and release a truck full of cum into me. The warm feeling that feels makes all of the pain go away. The man falls beside me out of breath. “Your name is Robert right” I shake my head yes. “We need to meet more often.” He says to me. I roll over to my side and feel my stomach. Then I feel him grab on to me and spoons me. I can feel his dick poking me in the butt. “Are you sure you’re a virgin?” he asked me as he holds on to me. I can feel his hot breath on my neck. “Yeah, why,” I ask him. “Well, your ass was so smooth and didn’t feel tight for a virgin,” he says to me I roll around to look at him. “Trust me, I would know if I had dick before,” I say to him as he laughs. I feel him but his hand on my abs. “Your stomach is so strong,” he says to me as I laugh at him. I feel him grab my butt. “Round 2?” He ask me. I laugh as I jump onto him.

~~~ 

“There!” Steven shouts at us. We put the last Animal in the pin. I’m glad we were able to get this done so fast. “Oh no, look who it” I hear Brooks say to us. We look to see my brother’s worse enemy. The Rodriguez Family is putting their animals in a pin next to us. My brother and Brooks hate them since there always beat us. “I thought I smelled shit,” Joseph says to us as he walks up to us. I never really talked to them. Joseph is around the age of my brother. Then there’s June, he is around my age, he plays football for the opposite school from mine. From what I heard he hates me but I have never heard him say anything to me before. Maybe he’s just a pussy. June has his shirt off as he tries to get a pig into the cage. “ I think you smell yourself.” My brother says to him Joseph just laughs at him. That was horrible.

I can’t see this. I lean over to Brooks.  “Am going to go sit in the A.C. “ I say to him as I walk off. There no longer need me until the end of the day. There fair has rooms for each Contestant inside the barn that A.C. I walk past the Rodriguez and to the rooms with A.C. As am walking to my room I run into Landon. He seems shocked to see me. “Oh hey,” I say to him. He has one of his bright smiles on. “Hey,” he says back to me. “How’s it going,” I ask him. “Well we just checked in, where is your brother” He ask me back. “Having a bitch party with his rivals,” I say as Landon rolls his eyes.” Hey are you doing fine” He asks me as he puts his hand on my shoulder. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” I say to him as he laughs. “No reason” I watch as he runs off fast. What is going on today? 

~~~ 

I’ve been waiting in the room for 2 hours now. My brother came in once and left rather fast. While been sitting in this room, I’ve been scrolling our school’s football team’s Instagram to see all the senior photos posted. Some of the photos have shirtless pics and it’s kinda turning me on. My dick is kinda hard now. 

Knock Knock

In walked Robert to my shock. His family never participate in this kind of stuff. “What are you doing here,” I say to him. I get a good look at him and notice he seems frantic. He grabs a seat and sits next to me. “ I think something happen to me last night when we crash,” he says as I roll my eyes. “We didn’t crash,” I say him firmly him.  “We did! When I get my head I think I caused brain damage because now I can only get off with dudes.” he says very angrily. Oh! “So you’re gay?” I ask him. He looks Disgusted at me. “I think so, I downloaded a gay hook-up app and I’ve had sex four times today with three different men. I can’t stop,” he says to me as he grabs his phone to show me. PickMe is what the app is called. “Hey just calm down. Maybe you were always gay.” I say to him. He looks at me in shock. “Am not gay!” He yells at me before leaving. 

Okay then. Without thinking I download the gay hook-up app. I quickly make an account showing myself in dark light with only underwear on. I took this photo about a week ago at the gym. I immediately get messages wanting to hook up. Almost all of them are within feet of me. I notice one message that catches my eye. “Str8 guy wanting to try bottom for the first time.” I notice there about 50 feet away. “I would love to be your first” I send to him. He quickly responded with an ass pic. I was not prepared to send a dick pic. “Am in private room 14” he texts me. Am in room 17. “I’ll be there in seconds.” I send it back. 

I quickly leave my room and head to another person’s room. I come running into a light skin guy facing the corner with a shirt off and jeans sagging. I can’t see his face. I guess he doesn’t like the type of sex. I turn around and lock the door and block the window. I walk over to the guy and slap his ass really hard. He moans really loud. I can’t wait any longer I pull my pants down with my fully erected dick. I take his jeans off really fast. I shove my 9 Inch dick into his ass. No lube and no spit just straight raw. He cries in pain but quickly changes to panting like a dog. His ass is so tight, he is a virgin. But his ass is no match for my dick. I feel like my dick is getting bigger inside him. “Fuck dude are you a horse” I hear the familiar voice shout at me. I pull the guy’s head back to see June. He looks shocked to see me. I can say the same. We both look at each other and decide not to say anything. Our brothers hate each other if there found that we fuck were both dead. “I thought… You had… A girl?” He says as I continue pumping him with my growing dick. I forgot about her but fuck it, have to live in the moment. I say nothing to him. I can feel his prostate and I let my dick destroy it. He screamed in Ecstasy. I lick the back of his neck. “Please just cum, you’re too much,” he says as looks back at me with hurt eyes. I quickly think about him and forced my dick to cum. I blow the biggest load of my life into this kid. I felt so good. My girl never let me cum in her. I let my cum finish up before pulling out. When down at my dick and it looks weird. I wipe my eye to see that it’s normal. “Dude to fill me up so good,” He says to me as he turns around. When he does this I see cum all over his pants. He must have cum. We quickly pick ourselves up and get our shit together. “See ya,” I say to him as I leave. 

~~~ 

Once Nolan left the room the kid’s stomach started to grow large. This shouldn’t be at all. I look at my notes to see if the DNA was taken out of him, It says yes. I have been under my invisibility machine watching him. I noticed the urge to cum but he should be getting a boy pregnant. I watch the horrified boy scream as his stomach gets huge. He’s about to have a kid soon. I quickly grab the boy and take him back onto the ship. I need to tell the captain what’s going on.

~~~ 

It’s nighttime now. It’s around 2:00 am. For the contest, it’s normal for people to stay overnight in the rooms to watch their animals. My dad asked me to stay the night.  I wake up every two hours to check on our animals. This time when I do so I see Steven sitting by his animal instead of in a private room. Buts he’s asleep so he’s not doing a great job of watching them. I walk up to him to see he has his head covered by his cowboy hat. His shirt is unbuttoned halfway. I can see his wide chest. I look down at his jean. I see the biggest blue of my life. Before I know it I ripped his jeans off him. He hasn’t awoken yet. I spit on his dick before I decided to shove his 8-inch cock into my pink hole. It felt so good. I look down at him as I go up and down really fast. He hasn’t woken yet. He doesn’t know that am taking advantage of him. If Nolan found out I rape his brother he would kill me. That kinda turns me. I feel the tip of his dick gets larger with each deep stroke. Then a warm feeling came into my ass. It fills me up and makes the pain that I’ve been hiding all day go away. I look down at him to see he’s still asleep. I get off his dick and suck the rest of the cum off before leaving him. The pain is gone and I feel so much better. 

“Penis #23 is nearing ejaculation.”

The first thing I remembered was the overwhelming scent of cum.

Everything smelled like a pair of boxers you’ve used to clean up after a few too many jerk off sessions.

Next was the moaning. So many masculine grunts and groans coming from all around me. I couldn’t tell if they were sounds of pleasure or exhaustion.

My eyes quivered open and I immediately started to yell.

What the hell?

I was completely naked, strapped down to a table in some sort of massive warehouse. My hands were bound behind my head, the number #92 was scribbled under my left bicep, and a TV screen above was showing close-up footage of a penis ejaculating.

I looked around frantically and saw that I was surrounded by at least a hundred other naked men who were also tied to metal surfaces.

“Screaming doesn’t help,” came a friendly voice from my side. “Nobody can hear us in here.”

I turned and saw a college-aged guy, just like me, casually laying there as some sort of clear tube moved up and down his erect dick.

“W—What?” I stammered. “What’s happening?”

He was pretty athletic with a noticeable V-line, and a bit of light chest hair that matched his pubes and armpits. I couldn’t stop staring as his ball sack gently drooped down onto the table with each stroke from the machine.

“Not sure,” he said. “Been here for a month. They milk us five times a day. Guess they spared you the morning session. Too bad, it’s the easiest one.”

I looked down at my own flaccid cock, suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious about my exposed body next to Nick’s. I wasn’t a muscled jock like him. I was a nerd — pale, awkward, and lanky.

“So you’re one of those skinny dudes with a big dick?” said Nick with a grin, as if he had read my mind and was trying to cheer me up. “Better than my last neighbor.”

It was very weird having a casual conversation with someone who was essentially being jerked off in front of my eyes.

“What happened to him?” I asked.

“Don’t know.” He shrugged as the tube continued to glide up and down his cock. “He couldn’t cum in our last session yesterday, so I guess they replaced him with you.”

“But —where are we?” I sputtered. “I don’t want to be here! I’m supposed to be in class.”

“And I’m supposed to be playing lacrosse.” His biceps bulged with his hands bound behind his head. “But unless you can find a way out of the straps, I’d get ready to start blowing some loads.”

I started thrashing around and desperately tried to think back to how I got here. The last thing I could remember was that campus party. Why did I even go to that? I hate parties. I barely even drank, but I couldn’t remember a thing after that beer.

“Trust me, I’ve tried everything—” Nick let out a little grunt and his legs started to tense up. “We’re not getting out of here, so it’s easier if you just accept it. What’s your name by the way?”

“Liam,” I said automatically, surprised to remember that. “I’m a sophomore at—”

“One second,” Nick interrupted me.

I watched with horrified curiosity as he closed his eyes and started to breathe heavier. The tube was moving faster and his feet flexed back just like mine did when I was about to finish masturbating.

“Penis #76 is nearing ejaculation.”

The strange robotic voice came from the TV above me, and I looked up to see a close-up video of Nick’s penis being… milked?

His cock had to be at least seven inches long. And with the video zoomed in so close, I could see he was uncircumcised, as the tube moved the foreskin up and down his shaft – exposing his pink head with each stroke.

I heard one more moan from my side, and then watched the television as cum started to squirt from his penis. It splattered all over the clear front cap of the tube, eventually puddling up at the bottom.

I heard a mechanical noise and looked to my side as the tube detached from his penis and got lifted by a cable into the ceiling, carrying Nick’s cum away.

His half-erect penis was flopped across his abs, used and tossed aside like a dirty sock. It was still oozing with one drop of cum that eventually settled into his belly button as his foreskin slowly slid back over the head.

He let out a satisfied sigh and turned back to me.

“Welcome to the cum farm, Liam.”

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If people enjoy this story, let me know and I can post more chapters! It follows Nick and Liam’s attempt to escape.

I was doing some late morning errands, like filling up my car, and going to bank to make deposit. My bank  no far from me but on a busy 3 lane both north and south highway. This area is multi cultural with mostly diverse ethnicity. The area is middle class and senior living. 

As my previous stories indicated i am attracted to tall slim men of color. 

As, i was about to pull out onto the busy highway from the bank a tall thin ripped black man in basket ball shorts was about to cross my  right of way. However, pedestrians always have the right of way. As he approached i rolled my window down and on passenger side and driver side and indicated he should cross in from of me. He had no shirt on and basket ball shorts that indicated he was free balling. He thanked me for giving him right of way, but i forgot i had my window down and he was about 10 feet pass me and i said out loud to myself ” i would suck the cum out of his dick”. 

He must of heard me and as i was about to turn right he yelled “:suck me”!! I immediately turned into the parking lot next to the bank and he came up to the passenger side window and said ” you looking to suck dick? He said ” I heard you you say you can suck and swallow my nut”

The boi was fucking hot  and  he asked if I lived near by.. I said yes and he asked ” so do you want this 12 in dick to fuck your throat? Since we were in a side parking lot he popped his shorts down to show me a soft 8 x5 dick.  He said he had a not cum in a while as most girls cannot take his size and he likes to fuck throat and ass hard.

I said sure. But he said i need to take him home afterwards. I said o.k.

Since he was walking in the hot July sun and glistening all over his hot thin body, he asked if he could shower at my place. He asked if i had str8 porn to watch. He also asked how big of a dick i before.  I told him up to 16 in but only 12.5 in could get in my throat. I told him about my jamaican 12.5 in top guy that eventually moved out of town. He asked if he fucked me. I said yes. I said i have been with  str8 black big dick tops at one time and got double fucked. He looked at me and said i can fuck like you have never been fucked before. 

“you got stuff to clean your ass?  i said yes. But I said since this is a spontaneous hook up i want to blow you and swallow. If we get along, we can do oral and anal another time.

He said o.k.

When we walked into my place i showed him the shower and he stripped in front of me and “wow” what a hot bod an dick. He then leaned into me and kissed me with tongue and all. He got almost fully hard, but then told me to strip and get into the shower with him. He told me to wash his body, arm, pits, crotch, butt hole, and then he turned to me told me to kneel and then he started to pee all over my face and then slapped my mouth and told me to open and take his piss.  then he started shoving his 12.5 in dick in my mouth in the shower and then pulling out and slapping that huge monster on my face.

He turned off the shower and then kept putting his hard dick near my hole as we walked to my computer to bring up porn. He saw i had a lot gay porn, and said pick your favorite. I picked a vid with sean xavier and roxas callum fucking a white guy. he said to make love to his dick orally, and i did. it took 30 min for him to nut and what a huge load.

to be continued….

Garret woke up and realized he has slept in a bit since it was 9:30 a.m., thirty minutes until he had to meet up with Magnus at the diner at 10. So Garret got the clothes he were gonna wear: a t-shirt, shoes, a jockstrap(he gave up on wearing underwear since they were expensive to buy if his ass was going to tear them), and pants.

When he put the pants on, he noticed that they were a bit tighter than usual. He decided to ignore it and just start walking to the diner.

As he was walking, he was thinking about why he over slept, remembering how he was playing back his memory and how he was thinking of conversation starters with Magnus. Most of them ended with him getting a better look at that cock. He has never seen a cock that big on the internet before, and to be blessed with a sight like that was so exciting. He mostly wanted to jerk off to it, and never thought about taking that in. He has had experience, but never with someone much older than him.

He buried his thoughts as he turned the corner  to the diner at 9:55. He thought he would see Magnus at the diner already or if he would be the first one, but he noticed Magnus was also getting to the diner too. They both stared at each other, perplexed by the coincidental situation of being early at the same time.

“Good morning.” Magnus said in his t-shirt and over coat. Garret wondered why he brought a coat with him, it wasn’t that cold. He also got a great view of his whole body, his silver beard was as magnificent as the last time he has seen it, he got a better look at his blue eyes that made him think of the ocean, and the pants he wore were trying their best to conceal his cock, but failed miserably. He was distracted a bit until he realized Magnus made his way to the door and opened it. He thought it was just so he could get a seat as soon as possible, but that wasn’t the case.

“Are you going to come in or what?” He said.

How Chivalrous, Garret thought. This almost made it feel like the start of a real date that he has dreamed of.

Garret said “Thank you” and walked through followed by Magnus. Garret took a booth because his robust rear would never fit on a stool.

As they were seated, the waitress came by and asked for their orders. Garret decided to ask for his favorite.

“Scrambled eggs and a stack of pancakes.” He said, but instantly realizing that Magnus also ordered the same thing. Surely it was another coincidence, it is a common breakfast meal, right?

The waitress, recovering from whiplash, then asked for what we wanted for drinks.

“Coffee with whip cream.” Once again, they ordered in unison causing the waitress to suspect that this was planned. It certainly didn’t look like it from their faces.

The waitress left to give our order to the cook. Garret wanted to talk about what happened with their orders, but Magnus immediately started to get down to what he wanted to say.

“I want to apologize.” Magnus sighed 

Apologize? Garret couldn’t have imagined that this man wanted to apologize. To be fair, he didn’t know what to expect, but that certainly wasn’t one of them.

Magnus continued, “I just haven’t had anyone to talk to about my problems since moving here away from my home state. I just needed to get away from it all and since that kind of required to also get away from my friends and family, I’ve been really homesick.”

Garret couldn’t believe it, Magnus, the man who had the most stern he had ever met is now faltering in front of a stranger he just met. Garret didn’t think any less of him, in fact, he felt grateful since if all the people in this town, it was him he chosen to speak to.

“You see, after my second divorce with my wife, I’ve had major trust issues with people around me.”

Second divorce!?! Garret couldn’t believe it, he was married twice with two people in his life! And now here he is. Talking to a 21-year-old with practically no experience in long term dating. If there was any call for concerns about the age difference between them, it’s now.

“How old are you, I never really asked?” I braced myself for his answer.

“Oh, yeah, I haven’t told you yet. I’m 61”

… Garret was left speech less. He couldn’t believe he was attracted to someone that old. He might be older than his own grand father. Yet, somewhere in him, somewhere never before discovered, he was actually a bit turned on.

“Now that I’m thinking about it, I don’t know your age either, but let me guess, 30?”

I was still a bit flabbergasted by the revelation that he is 61 that it took me a bit to reply, “No, I’m… 21”

He was taken aback, no doubt. “I didn’t mean to say that you looked older, just that, the way you spoke yesterday, nailing exactly what was with me and how I was hiding things, it made me think you were more mature and thus older than you looked.”

“N-no biggie.” God who says that, I’m making myself look like a fool.

“Back to what I was saying earlier, my wife and I met after she approached me to come with her to her place. We were about the same age but had very different ideals especially in bed. I would try to act as dominant as possible, but she never played along with my foreplay. We did end up having sex many times, but it felt like he was after me for my… well, I know that you already have in mind a good idea of what she was after.”

Garret did. All too well.

“Well, it was also the same with my first wife, we were way younger and dumber and so we got married at around twenty or so and lasted 10 years until she told me she could stand the foreplay I was always trying to do with her. It was a bit sad to say that I had to see her go. Then a year later I met my now recently divorced wife of 30 years. It was going well, but she also got sick of my foreplay.”

Garret was now wondering what kind of foreplay he did. But, now Magnus was about to say something that would catch him off-guard.

“You look like them, your brown short hair and brown eyes look like my first wife and your complexion and voice reminded me of my second.”

Garret didn’t know what to think, let alone what to say. He continued to listen.

“So when you came in to them gym I started working at, I was taken aback. I came here to get away from my exes only to be greeted by a combination of the two. There was your obvious feature that set you apart from them.”

My ass.

“I didn’t notice at first that large, voluptuous butt of yours until you walked away and started to workout. It was a fetish of mine to have someone with a big butt like yours as a partner. But at the same time, I was still reeling from the fact that you look liked my exes. I didn’t know what to do, but try to push you away. I didn’t want to get heartbroken for the third time when I made all that effort to leave behind that other life.”

Garret was going to say something, but their food just came. Magnus asked if they could just eat for now and then he can finish what he was saying. They did so, but Garret’s mind was racing, he look like two of his exes and he had just been divorced. He felt like his age should have been another thing but he was weirdly fine with that.

But if what he was saying was true, thus this mean that Magnus also started to…

Garret decided to just finish his breakfast and tried to get to work as soon as he was done listening to Magnus.

Magnus continued off briefly, “You might think that it is a bit creepy for a man my age to lust for another man like you, but I really did want to get to know you better and see if you were nothing like my exes. I would get if you didn’t want to be around me if you are uncomfortable.”

“No I’m fine.” Garret said instinctively, shocked by how quick he said that and by how little he cared for age, or maybe, it’s his age that is a rousing him.

Garret let that thought go but also realized something, they are a lot alike: they were both judged by their partners by their best feature even though they wanted a bit more than just what was on the surface, they wanted some intimacy in terms of foreplay. He just hopes that he also likes intimacy, in fact…

“Do you like intimacy?”

“Yes, of course, now that you mentioned it, my exes weren’t that interested in me in terms of my life and hobbies like being a tailor.”

That solidified it, they were essentially a match made in heaven, of course, if anything were to happen between the two, it would likely be a bit paced out depending on the situation.

“Thank you for talking to me about what is going on in your life, I really appreciate it.”

“Thank you for listening.”

“I need to get to work right now, so I’ll be on my way.”

“Take care.” Magnus said now contently with a smile. That smile made Garret all the more happier.

But right when he was about to get up, loud, familiar sound came from him. He knew exactly what it was and he was horrified because of all times, it had to be when he had the nicest conversation with a man he can relate to in his life. His pants tore, and it left a massive hole, his ass was 1/3 exposed which is a lot for its size alone, he had nothing to cover it.

Right at that moment, it seemed that something was now covering his recently exposed ass, it was Magnus’ coat.

Garret was now covered up by the coat, but also, Magnus was now right in front of him, up close, and very personal. Garret was now feeling his warm embrace and decided to take advantage and wrap his arms around him in a hug. He didn’t need a mirror to know that he was now blushing so hard.

It would also seem that Magnus also was taking some advantage of the situation by grabbing on to his cheeks from under the coat.  That was fine because Garret also got to get a way better feel of the long schlong of his for the first time too.

Garret wished he was a bit taller at this moment because he couldn’t have possibly been able to lean in for a kiss at this height. But he didn’t need to cause Magnus was now bending enough for a kiss, but he wanted to know if Garret was ready for this, so he positioned himself just enough to allow Garret the advantage of tippy toeing for it.

Garret didn’t even hesitate to plant his lips on to Magnus. It was the greatest feeling they have ever experienced, letting their tongues explore each others mouths and feeling each others saliva move between each other. If someone was watching, the cops would have likely been called on Magnus, but they weren’t.

Garret was now more sure than ever that Magnus has to be “the one” for him. He wanted things to still happen slowly, he was sure that Magnus would feel the same, yet at the same time, he can’t wait. He isn’t sure what exactly he can’t wait for, but he is ready for it.

(To be continued…)

“See you next time bud!”, I said to Dave as I gave him a playful punch on the shoulder. Even though we hadn’t gotten laid that night, we still had fun which is what mattered in the end. All the attention I had gotten was from this older guy who  grinded up on me on the dance floor, but he was way too old for my taste so I passed. As a 20 year old twunk, most of the attention I get in clubs is mostly from older pervy men, but I keep hoping that I’ll find the right guy some day. I waited on the side of the street in the chilly night air until a taxi came up and parked next to me.

“Need a ride?”, the driver asked. I looked him up and down, indian, looked pretty tall, maybe above 6 feet and with a five o’clock shadow and clean cut.

“Yeah, I need to get to 99 smith street if that’s ok” I answered, feeling kind of tipsy from all those vodka shots I took.

“For sure, get in”, he said with a grin.

I opened the door to the black cab and got in. He started the car back up and we left the club in a daze. As I looked out the window, I realized everything was a little blurry, like if I could only see things through portrait mode. “God, I shouldn’t have taken all those shouts”, I thought to myself.

“Yeah, just tell me if you feel like puking, none of that in my car please”, the driver said.

Shit. I hadn’t realized I had talked out loud. I guess I really was at that level of sobriety. 

“Sorry”, I muttered. I started thinking back to my night, thinking about how I could’ve been getting the best dick of my life right now. I hadn’t gotten laid in over a month, by choice (I was very picky with my men). Dave had invited me to go clubbing that night with him and a few of his coworkers but none of them turned out to be that hot. I had this massive crush on Dave, my childhood best friend, ever since we were kids but couldn’t bring myself to tell him, even if I knew he was also gay. We had came out at the same time and he had always been a very important part of my life. He was kind of like a brother to me in a way. But just thinking about him in a white wife beater and grey sweatpants with his massive dick print (that I had seen in the past) made me incredibly horny. Remembering his scent from when he got back from the gym, his chest and armpits covered in sweat, I suddenly felt the very familiar feeling of my dick getting hard. 

I tried to cover it with my hand, but being endowed with seven inches and having only put on a pump underwear underneath my tight fitting shorts, I left little to the imagination. I could feel the driver’s eyes on my lower body and I felt my cheeks get red. I finally found the courage to look at the driver and as our eyes met, his expression slowly morphed into that of a predator that had just found the perfect prey. 

I quickly looked out the window, more embarrassed then ever when I felt his hand rest on my leg. As the car came to a halt at a red light, his hand slowly crept up my thigh, until it rested on the base of my very significant bulge. 

He slowly started massaging it, and I couldn’t help but let out a moan. It just felt so good. Having this hot stranger touch me in his car turned me on to a level I couldn’t even begin to comprehend. High on list and still drunk on alcohol I started grinding my hips into his hand, acting like a bitch in heat.

All of a sudden, he took his hand off and parked his car on the side of the road. 

“Get out of the car”, he said in an authoritative voice that left no space for doubt.

“But this isn’t my stop” I answered, with the sudden realization he could just dump me on the side of the road in the cold.

“I said get out bitch.” I slowly got out, my dick still hard from our little game from earlier. I looked back into the car, not closing the door.

“Now strip.” The driver said with a little grin. 

“Uh what??” I asked with visible confusion. What the fuck did this pervert want? 

“I said fucking strip, don’t make me repeat myself”

At that point, scared, horny and drunk, my judgment was at absolute zero. So I did as he said. I took off my shirt, exposing my abs and pecs, the fruit of my efforts at the gym. I had always been really proud of my physique. Hot pecs and biceps with nice abs and a small waist. I tried getting back in the car when the driver then said:

“I want you to strip down to your underwear bitch boy” 

Something about being called bitch boy switched something in me. My cock was at full mast, restrained in my pouch. Like the horny slut I was, I turned around and decided to give him a show, taking off my tight shorts and slowly revealing my pump jockstrap. My hot round ass jiggled a little as pulled my shorts down. I had to lean down to take them off the ground, exposing my shaved hole to my taxi driver. I heard the honk of a truck as it passed by the road, another horny driver impressed by my hot ripped toned body. Fuck, I forgot I was on the side of the street. I got back in the car and sat down, feeling the texture of the leather seat of the taxi on my bare ass cheeks. 

“Good boy, I’m sure that pervy truck driver enjoyed the little show you did. Such a fucking slut, showing your hole on the side of the street.”

My cheeks got red again and I looked down, embarrassed and horny for what was to come.

“Sit down and relax slut, I’ll make you feel real good”

The taxi driver detached his seat belt and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his hairy chest full of dark hair. It was like a forest. He tapped his knee and I knew what I had to do. Naked except for my jockstrap, I straddled his waist and grinded my ass on his bulge that I felt grow bigger and bigger with time. 

“Jesus how big are you?” I said after feeling his cock grow and grown.

“You’ll see soon baby” he whispered in my ear as he pressed my chest up against his and pushed his wet tongue into my mouth. I felt his light beard scrape my face as we full on made out, my bubble butt still resting on his enormous bulge. His hands explored my body and I moaned as I felt him press me more against him. I loved the feeling of his body hair against my hairless body. He started kissing me down my neck, and I moaned some more, like the little bitch I was. 

He took off his shirt and I was suddenly hit with his musk, intoxicating me on the spot. He took my head and forced it into his armpits. I tried fending him off as the smell was too intense, but he held me there.

“Take a deep breath.. that’s the smell of a real man bitch, enjoy it” 

I stopped fighting and let him do what he wanted to me as he finally released my head. He pushed his tongue back in my mouth and his hands went down my torso and each took a handful of my ass. He kneaded my cheeks and after a few slaps, took his tongue out of my mouth.

“Now it’s time for your reward boy” he said as he unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants and underwear, revealing a the biggest uncut cock I had ever seen. I couldn’t resist and got down in between his legs, on the dirty mat of the cab and took his huge member into my mouth. Over the years, I had become quite the talented cock sucker and his moans proved me right. 

He put his hand on the back of my head and started relentlessly face fucking me. My nose was buried in his pubes on second, and I was gasping for air the next.

“Jesus fuck you’re a catch, a fucking good cocksucker too” he said as he took me off his cock and slapped me with his member a couple of time.

The whole time I sucked him off, I looked up and stared into his eyes, as spit drooled off my chin. 

“Such a perfect little bitch, get off my cock, it’s time for you to show me that little pucker again.”

I tried getting up but because of the cramped space we were in, I fell onto his hairy stomach, feeling his erect cock rubbing on my pecs. I was able to get up and turn around, giving the Indian cab driver a premium view of my shaved asshole. 

“This is fucking A quality pussy you have here. Walking around like that, so many guys must be ramming their dicks up your slutty little hole. Such a fucking tease, giving everyone a show. I hate little bitch boys like you who think they’re better than everyone else. You just need a good fucking to be reminded your fucking place” he groaned as he started fingering my hole. 

I moaned in ecstasy as I felt his calloused fingers exploring the inside of my hole, as I bended over for him. He added a second finger and then a third until I couldn’t take it anymore and was finger fucking myself with his digits.

“You’re such a fucking whore, finger fucking yourself on me like that. Tell me how much you want that cock” he said as he took out his fingers and stuck some in my mouth, forcing me to sit back into him. I could taste my whole on his digits and sucked to show him how much I wanted him inside of me.

“Bitch I said TELL ME. SLAP. HOW MUCH. SLAP. YOU WANT. SLAP. MY COCK” he yelled as I felt my ass burn with the sensation of his hands. 

“Give me your cock please daddy, I need it inside my hole” I squealed as I felt him ram his humongous member up my ass to the base. 

“That’s it, just like that, good boy” he groaned into my ear as he slowly started thrusting his cock up my ass. He hit a spot inside me so deep that I couldn’t help but moan like a bitch on his fingers, still rammed in my mouth. I felt his sweaty hairy body on mine as he thrust up into my ass. I felt euphoric. His cock up my ass just felt so good, better than any fucking I had ever had. I felt his hot breath on my neck, and let my tongue explore his fingers.

“When I saw you waiting on the side of the road, I knew I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that. Such a fucking hot bod and that ass… I was almost drooling when you sat down. I knew you would end up moaning on my cock like you’re doing right now by the end of the night. Your pussy’s so fucking hot. The way it’s fucking squeezing my cock, I can feel my nut churning, I can’t wait to fucking knock you up with my baby batter”

Hearing him dirty talk like that in my ear, I suddenly felt very close to climaxing. I had never climaxed hands free in the past, but the feeling of his cock rubbing against my prostate just sent me over the edge. Suddenly, I felt my ass clamp down onto his cock as I started seeing stars. I was in heaven. High on his dick, I screamed out:

“SHOOT YOUR CUM IN ME DADDY” as my leaky pipe erupted all over the taxi’s driver’s spot. As I got down from my high, I felt him getting close, probably as a result of my ass tightening up.

“Fuck, I’m close baby, I can’t wait to fill you up with my sperm” I felt his dick churn as held me close and erupted inside of me. It felt like an endless stream of cum was being pulsated into my ass, as he held me tightly against his sweaty hairy chest. It felt like he came in me for five minutes before it finally stopped. He held me close as our breaths slowed down and we finally came down from our high. I could feel his flood of man juice in my ass, kept there only by the clog that was his dick. He continued holding me close and I inhaled his manly musk as I slowly felt his dick get soft inside of me.

“Fuck that was hot” I muttered as I slowly got off his cock, clenching my ass to try to keep his nut inside me. He slapped my ass and I got back onto the passenger’s seat as he got the car back running and started driving. 

I couldn’t recognize my neighborhood and we suddenly stopped at what seemed to be a truck stop. 

“What are you doing? I need to get back home” I said as I continued clenching my cheeks.

“You thought I would keep this hole for myself? Hell no, your night just started. Now get out of my fucking car unless you want to clean this fucking jizz off my car yourself.”

I got out, realizing I had forgotten my clothes outside and was now only wearing my pump jockstrap, without my phone or wallet which I had forgotten in my shorts. As I looked around I started noticing silhouettes moving next to the trucks.

The driver got out of the car and got behind me, fully dressed. He stuck a finger in my hole then took it out, making some of his cum come out and trickled down my leg. 

“You’re a fucking sight to behold” he said, as I noticed the silhouettes were coming toward us. 

“Are you ready to be used, slut?” The taxi driver said with a grin. 

Ariel Andrew Adams, known as AA, a recently minted sixteen-year-old, was free for the summer. Final exams were successfully behind him. His mother’s younger brother, myself, Geoffrey Jones, twenty-eight, visited the Adams family for the event’s small, celebratory dinner – all that AA wanted. A handful of other gifts were tucked away in modesty.

Regaled along with his parents by my stories of life in the wilds of nature and of the place’s stimulus to my articles and on-going project, a book. The book would make me famous. But I needed an agent. Fat chance on this trip.

I had had not seen my sister or other members of her family in several years. In a concerted effort to write my book, a novel, I had sequestered himself in what I described to them as a remote, rented cabin, “in a magical forest.” Defeated although unwilling to admit it, I was inspired by my diminished bank account and need for distraction to pay a visit to my dear, older sister, who doted on me. Occasionally with funds.

Honestly, my head needed clearing and my bank account replenishing, if only a means not too obvious could be discovered.

His Uncle Geoff’s appearance happened to coincide with AA’s birthday but was treated by Amy Adams as an intention for me to get to know her boy, who, an aspiring writer, idolized me, the family’s acknowledged author, from afar. Now, courtesy of Mom, in the flesh.

I could tell that, to AA, his Uncle Geoff was strikingly handsome. The shock of untamed black hair I sported, my strongly defined eyebrows, piercing jade green eyes, a nose of attractive design, thin but surely-kissable light-red lips which readily smiled, a strong-set jaw, impressively broad shoulders, and a flat stomach that flowed smoothly into a pelvic area secreted beneath rather flowing pants. I moved in a way that suggested wiry muscles operating arms and legs.

My show at the table managed to impress the relatives as purposeful, hence admirable. In AA’s innocent eyes, Uncle Geoff glowed. I was a somebody.

Amy had remarked on my choice of words in conversation, my elevated vocabulary. She admonished AA to “listen to him and learn.”

This I found out later: Amy had a secret that my brother-in-law did not know but might stumble upon. Ariel was not his son. The boy’s sire, her demanding lover, and she had plans to make a future for themselves, one in which Ariel did not figure. Together, they evolved the idea to place the boy and his obviously susceptible sexual innocence with me, her gay brother.

Fancy that.

If it worked, months could pass before Ariel, who never had enjoyed closeness with the man he considered his father, found out. By then, of little matter. I would be the man in his life.

That could be finessed.

At the dinner table, flattered me dug into Amy’s meal of roasted beef, cheesy mashed potatoes, farm-fresh yellow squash, with a green salad on the side. During dessert, homemade blueberry pie – AA’s favorite – I began to notice the boy’s exceptional attractiveness.

Thick, glossy black locks seemed to hover around a face graceful for its innocence. Spaniel eyes blinked with naïve seduction. Skin the color of whole milk, with roseate cheeks only recently shaved for the first time. A pretty mouth never kissed in passion. A body ready to be fledged from its mundane world by the man of his dreams. If he even had such dreams.

I was rusty about such things but not about nephew Ariel.

I thought of the line, “Would I a poet were.” Indeed, were I a poet, I could find words to describe the boy whose appearance stirred me so. I felt myself rising in the critical area and was grateful no one had proposed leaving the table.

“AA, now’s a good time for you to invite Uncle Geoff to your room and show him some of your writings,” Amy prompted. “You can really help him, can’t you, darling brother?”

I continued to sit, tacit.

“That would be great!” A boyish grin broke over dimpled cheeks.

“Go ahead, dear. We’ll take care of the dishes. You two can get better acquainted.” She revealed nothing of what was in her mind but was aware of my right hand tugging at myself under the table cloth. “AA wants to learn from you, to benefit from your author’s standards.”

That she emphasized by a soft kick to a certain brother’s nearest ankle.

My composure threatened, I used a napkin as intended – on my mouth – and to wipe my beading forehead. Dropped the article as by accident, bent to retrieve it, stood with it over my by-then-painful bulge, said thanks, and followed nephew AA from dining room, through living room, down the hall to and up its stairs and, like a robot, into what could only be a teenager’s bedroom.

Brains told me to find a reason to make excuses but my damn feet would not turn back. They did avoided tripping over some books on the floor.

“Mom comes on strong,” AA said. “She really cares, though. Look, there’s my bed, freshly made up. Did she tell you you’ll be sharing it with me? We don’t have a guest room. But it’s great because no one will bother us.”

Speechlessly aware of impending danger in the arrangement, his famous – Hah! – Uncle Geoff lost his hardon and looked for a chair.

The first example of AA’s prose was a brief account of a foot race on a dare between two track runners at his school. Dull. Few action verbs.

“Next?”

“This is based on my interviews with the boy and girl who played Romeo and Juliet in our school play.” He handed it over with an ingratiating smile.

My mind thudded. Nothing about feelings. Too superficial to merit anyone’s reading it.

To the waiting-and-eager expression directed my way, I cleared my throat to ask, “AA, have you done anything athletic?”

“Huh? No.”    

Have you had a romance of any type?”

He looked down. “No.”

“You are writing about things you do not know, right?”

“Yes, is that wrong?” He looked up.

“It means that you lack the experience which informs good writing. You need experience. If you are serious about writing – and I think you aspire to be – then, while I’m with you, do you want to begin having experience – experience a writer needs?

Shy kid. Curious, though. His breakthrough waiting to happen.

“Yes, but I don’t know how.”

I did, so said, “I do. If you want me to provide for you, then stand up and we’ll begin. Follow my instructions and do not speak. Understand? Obey me this night and, by the morning, you will be on your way to becoming a real person.”

AA frowned and beamed at the same time as he stood.

“Take off your clothing – completely. We will start as with a newborn child.”

That stopped him. He squinted, I think to gather his nerve.

On one leg at a time, he removed shoes and socks, then stepped from pants and shorts, unbuttoned his shirt, slid it to one side, stripped over his head the clingy undershirt, and stood naked. “Is this the way you like it?”

Oddly put question, it threw me for a sec. Maybe the kid had what it took to be a writer. Writers need creative thinking. So I had heard. No time for musing. His Greek-style genitals, their diminutive grouping wreathed modestly by wisps of black curls, would be given special treatment in due course.

I embraced him without resistance. Used my tongue under his chin to direct his look up and rubbed together the tips of our noses. “Closer,” I cajoled, and kissed his upper lip, his mouth, both cheeks, released my hold on his back to take his head in my hands, and pressed tongue where lips had been.

To my kiss’s probes, he pulled away to repeat himself, “Is this the way you like it?”

“Oh yes, and you will, too. Open my shirt and push it off. Feel with your hands my arms, assess their strength. Embrace me, AA, tight as you can. What’s against your stomach is adult sex, mine. It is going to be important to your next step. Grind against it and think what you will learn from letting it out of my pants.”

Idea planted.

What he could do was to heft himself against me allowed my hands to find his soft bottom – the bottom which had not yet been seen by me – to encircle its halves’ smoothness, to part slightly their flare, to tease between, and to touch so delicately he shivered in response.

He had as yet no pucker. His turds must be small. I must finesse unawakened ardor into desire – then we both would see.

“Easy now, in time I’ll open you here and transport you into the realm of sensual wonder. Drop down now and discover with your hands what you have need to see, you must see, you must take into yourself.”

AA’s knees buckled willingly, I thought – but clearly under the spell of my charisma. Of his own, he touched the length of my erection, the heap of my balls. I think he wanted to place his cheek against them. At least he canted his head in that direction.

I snapped my finger, “Take down my pants – and scrutinize what’s yoked there. Reconcile yourself to its liberation.” My best vocabularic choices.

Thick with need, my cock sprang at him. A sparkle of deep, if astonished pleasure was detected behind the blinking of the boy’s eyes. Carefully, he reached to groom it admiringly with tentative fingers. Down its sides, along the vein beneath, out to the wetted head where he halted.

I contracted muscles to let it twitch from fingers to face. Unable to ignore its pulses, the heat it gave off, he stifled a gasp and glanced up, pristine mouth opening to ask a question. I cut that off.

“That’s the way, AA. Stay open. Get closer. It’s safe for a special guy like you. Try the end with your tongue. Taste the juice. It’s a slight form of nourishment for a boy as starved for experience as you. There’s better to come.”

Cowed briefly, his breath charged the air with expectancy. Any doubts settled elsewhere. He leaned, wondering how wide his jaw would open. The prospect ahead intimidated him – fruitlessly. He would do it.

My heart throbbed. I could love this boy.

At his warmly wet contact, my eyes shut. All I could do to hold still. He slid onto me just enough that – ohmigod! – I came in his mouth. My voice, as from a distance, compelled him, “Drink it. Drink it. Swallow, AA. Swallow the essence of your man.”

He did, with distaste written on his sweet face. Urgent that he have not an instant to doubt being with me, I lifted him to my mouth and kissed where I had come so ardently that he wrapped his legs around my hips – pure instinct.

I carried him to his bed – our bed – and took position as a man would over a woman. His legs remained locked in place. “You are a marvel waiting to happen,” I proclaimed huskily no further than his nearby ear, drew up, and rocked my hot leakiness over his silken flesh.

Kisses – how we kissed! He was becoming adept with lips and tongue. No match for me, of course. No, I must subdue this inclination in favor of his untried lower joys.

“AA, your osculations are irresistible.” True, he had been a quick learner in that department. “Your oral pucker’s really good, thanks to me.” I ran a forefinger beneath his balls and felt his crack for the spot to enter. “But, you don’t have its equivalent here,” I probed. “You must have one. So, I will commence to start a proper pucker for you. For your anus.”

His stare-ahead scrutiny showed that being titillated there gave him pause.

A kind of natural lubrication provided for my finger to slip in and to feel forward bit by bit. As I gingerly skewered him, my face was kissed vociferously.

Judgment: he wanted penetration.

I wanted to test the small chute’s malleability but managed not to rush, despite my excitement. My stratagem was to guide, then launch digital projectiles into AA’s defenseless, moist ring and beyond without pain – one, two, then three, before injecting the real thing.

While I ruminated for the moment, then rummaged, his ass began – I swear – to nibble at my knuckles, seeming to appeal for their occupancy. I stroked him until the going was completely smooth. Out I zipped. Held the finger to his nose. “Does this smell bad?”

“No.”

Another omigod instant. I crossed my index finger over it and said, “Coat these with your saliva.”

He peeked before conceding to provide drool and registered as happy to have both bony appendages move in. Frigging him led to sounds for which I have no nomenclature but which were sexy as anything in my life. For a second, I fumbled my adjacent finger just outside, then let it ride in with my next thrust.

AA widened. Waited for me prior to saying directly, “I like it.”

I moaned. Me!

As turned on as his ass made me through its conciliatory relationship to my hand’s action, I craved to know whether his remarkable, unfucked asshole could accept and accommodate the cock his mouth had met. My imperative was to implant my most manly part in this comely boy’s backside.

“Writers such as you say you want to be, AA, must be receptive to the aura and romance of love expressed here.”

In a voice veiled by what I took to be incipient emotion, he said, “Will I learn how love feels?”

“Lift your legs to make room for me and I’ll prove it to you.”

He tried. I helped. Noted was the poignance of a pet that doesn’t understand its master but obeys him. Teen boner – a pricklet compared to mine – in evidence, wrinkled ballsack drawn tightly. Expectant. Determined.

My hand withdrawn, I used its coating to smear my spear’s length. There, before me, was virgin pucker, fresh. Mine to educate.

Peculiar beauty appeared to enchant me as flawless teen spot submitted to implacably steady cock’s demand to sink into it. He flushed, tossed his head – I supposed in recognition of the incredible thing’s hardness and heat being buried in his body. More, it rode into something that torched a fiery need. He appeared to burn as his territory was staked out and seemed to want to cry in dismay rather than pain.

I smothered his mouth with mine.  “Not yet, my pretty. We’re about to celebrate what Whitman called ‘the body electric’ and how what we will do tonight on this bed will prompt you to sing with the best words of your short existence when next you write something.”

Not nonsense to him, AA moved under me enough that he was mine, totally, to instruct. Thus coupled, interlocked actually, I could commence shuttling my penis into and from him, and to do so with increasing deftness. He traced my muscled arms and firm sides, and grappled my thrusting buttocks to escalate the pelvic cadence of our fuck.

Raw it was. Awareness eluded us, for bestial mechanics took over. A coupling of jungle intensity – a sexual tantrum – in a bed upstairs over the heads of the boy’s parents. My passion had relegated sense of responsibility elsewhere. Leave the trance, wake up! – I shouted silently at myself. Temper this from mindless lust to love.

Diff-i-cult.

AA’s virginity had surrendered painlessly to me under circumstances that defied tradition and his physical responses had jumped from submissive to active. His excitement released seemingly limitless reserves of energy into a body I had found appealing for its slightness, its possible fragility.

Now, lost in rapture, he was humping back at me with nine inches of mancock coring him. My sight of his determined face blurred as I lurched uncontrollably into orgasm simultaneously with his. Crudely put, we blew our tubes with violence unheard of in first-time inseminations – my seed in his newly drilled pit, his as high as his face.

I licked the splatters off. Left some on his tongue when I kissed him in my descent from our pinnacle. Softening, pulling out, I lay to one side, turned him to spoon with me, and said, “Let’s get some sleep.”

It was during the night, when he had rolled away and inadvertently emerged from the sheet, that he woke so cold his teeth might chatter. Something must have gone wrong with the attic’s air conditioning. By backing up and stealing behind for cover, he roused me. From my warmth, I extended a finger, found his hole, felt as if to finger it, pulled him to my rising cock, laid claim once again, went in, and embraced him, cocooning the two of us until morning.

By breakfast, we had a plan. Clothed and chipper, we presented ourselves at the table. En route, I’d noticed that the attic thermostat has been set for sixty-five degrees by some clandestine soul with intent. Kept that to myself.

“Mom! Where’s Dad?”

“He left earlier.”

“Well Mom, I know what I want to do for the Summer,” he enthused as hot pancakes with melted butter were placed before us. “Say yes, please, please.”

“Please to what?”

AA dithered. His cheeks turned the color of ripe apples

“He’s over-excited, Sis. We spoke a good deal about writing, about how writers write, about some of our best writers….”

“Mom, Uncle Geoff’s right! He’s got all the examples in his cabin and…and…I can learn how to write from them, from him,” he turned my way, eyes apop.

To forestall the exposure of too much, I passed him the maple syrup. “I’m okay with the idea, Sis, if you’ll cover his expenses.”

There, the proposition was out on the table along with the sausages which had arrived with to-die-for herbal aroma.

She knew. Had to. She had set this up. She would ante the money.

“How much?”

A fast calculation made, I told her. She pretended the sum would be a burden but her eyes told me AA’s remaining with her in a state of disappointment would be more of a burden. She had some-thing up her sleeve. I had no clue then, but there was motive for sure.

Learned that later, as I confessed earlier.

Amy went for her checkbook.

“Finish your food and get upstairs. Use the toilet. Pack a few things,” I directed. “I’ll go with Amy to the bank which will be open by now.”

He flew.

I got Amy’s money into my account and a threat in the car coming home.

“You’d better not hurt him. He so young, so impressionable. You hurt him and I’ll….”

“You mean physically?”

“That, too. You know what I mean.”

“Sis, other than to spank him if he gets out of line, I won’t. I guarantee. Last night, I found out what a hot kid he is. You wouldn’t believe….”

Her look stilled me.

* * *

We reached the cabin in time for sundown. A propitious, pine-scent atmosphere! Provisions, including food picked up along the way, were stowed, my guest peering at the double bed and poking his nose to check out the bathroom, the closets.

“Uncle Geoff, what’s in here? The door’s locked.”

I played it cool. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out – in time.”

“When will that be?”

“After we eat the sandwiches we bought and the slaw. I’m going to brew some coffee. Want some, or will the caffeine keep you awake?”

Provocatively, demure eyes rolled, “I’ll be keeping you awake.”

The place already was casting its spell.

* * *

Scrubbed clean and self-anointed inside with my special cream, he joined me on the bed. I took his hand and kissed it. “From this moment, you are mine to command, Ariel, like this cabin, you’re now my natural property. Yours is the name of an angel of nature, Ariel. It’s too beautiful not to use. AA belongs to the place you recently lived and to its people. Now, in these special environs, your name, your body and spirit are mine to adore and to mold as personally as my faith in you will let me.”

Thus oriented, he used a hand to inform himself – thoroughly, I thought – of my chest hair’s growth. He nuzzled his beardless chin in its warmth.

I moved over his naked body, “Rest your heels on my collar bones so you can see me adoring you.”

Ariel’s mind seemed to whir the further into him my cock rode. In the seconds involved, I read what his face evinced – awareness, expectation, momentary worry, evaluation, and serenity…before radiating capitulation.

A look of childlike elation broke on his face as I plunged and pumped hard, retreated and hovered, looked where his hole twitched, sank in to begin circular loops of moving dominance, and became motoric – my fucking mindlessly repetitive, devastatingly effective. My cock’s long thickness had his ring stretching open for drives and closing partway when I pulled completely away to tease him, and to enjoy both sight and sensation of re-skewering the cherishable, springy spot.

Appreciative of his hole’s dilations and contractions, I prolonged the fuck. He did not mind, although I was attuned for any sign of complaint. Ariel’s eyes seldom left mine. Whether I drilled him with derrick-driven force or slowed to steady glides, he was there for me. A sixteen-year-old had me in thrall – in my cabin!

I would show him.

I lowered Ariel’s legs, crossed them at the ankles, pressed them close to his stomach without compromising my strokes in deep and out to his rim, and glowered. “You think you’re something. I’ll show you what you are,” and smacked his cheek.

That stunned him. I barreled in, all the way in – as if intending to reach his diaphragm. I increased the fuck’s pace. Pounded with sweaty slaps against his bottom – only to be met by the same unflinching stare, not at me but into me.

His look did not accuse me of over-dominance but nonetheless prompted me through body language to lessen my attack and abate its force, to possess him with undulating hips dreamily loving his ass. I released his ankles and opened his legs as widely as their sockets allowed.

As if told to do so, he took from my hands his legs, held them apart, regarded me with smoldering passion, and said in a low voice, “I am yours.”

The remark charged me. I propped my left palm on his chest, gathered his balls in my right, pulled at them, surrounded them with my fingers, and held to them tightly while bucking my way to orgasm.

With me all the way – and despite my doubtless painful grasp – Ariel detonated when I did. He contracted with spasms. The peak’s effect spread wilder than any fire through the forest of his body – pelvis, trunk, arms, head, hands.

Rictus like a death throe possessed me on my final thud into Ariel, who held his chin high. Jerks of limbs signaled he had borne the brunt of my obsessive ejaculation.

Awareness returned. Tumescences ebbed.

“Is it going to be like this every day?”

“Yes.”

He smiled sagely.

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The inspirational cabin in this story is located in the same deep forest as another inspirational one.

I have been writing multi part stories on here, but decided to do a short one and done while I work on my next story. I hope you like it, thanks for reading.

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I work at an auto parts store in our small town, Blake works as a mechanic at a local repair shop. We became friends about four or five years ago when I first started at the parts store. He would come into the store for parts almost every day and I always looked forward to seeing him. He was about 6’ tall with brown hair and eyes, he always had just a little stubble on his face, it looked good on him. He always wore a button-down uniform shirt that of course had his name on his chest, in the summer it was always unbuttoned one button too low, revealing a nice patch of hair. From what I could tell he had a decent body, and I enjoyed watching him walk out of the store, he had a tight bubble ass that filled his jeans perfectly.

After about a year of exchanging small talk, he came to pick up parts one Friday afternoon, he came in a little later than usual. He was doing some side work this weekend in his own garage and needed a few parts, the shop he worked at closed a half hour before the parts store. We got to talking and lost track of time, it was about 15 minutes past closing when I looked my watch.

I said, “Shit Blake, it’s closing time.”

He looked at his watch, “sorry, I will get out of your hair.”

I told him, “no problem, hey how about we go grab a beer?”

He said, “that sounds good.”

“I just need to shut the lights out and lock up and I’ll be ready to go.”

We walked the half block to the bar and ordered our beer, we picked up our conversation and discovered we had a lot in common. We were both about the same age, neither of were married or dating anyone, and we both lived alone. We had similar political views and liked the same pro football team, both topics kept our conversation flowing for the next hour and a half. We finished our beers and each headed home, from then on, we would get together for a beer after work about once a week. When football season rolled around, we started to go each other’s house on Sundays to watch the games and have a few beers. This continued for the next couple years, and in all that time we never really talked about dating women or dating at all for that matter. I had never told anyone that I was gay, and I never went out with anyone from the small town that we lived in. I would usually head to the city that was about 40 minutes away when I needed some action, I also met a few guys online. I didn’t have a good read on Blake, he sounded straight, but occasionally he would say something that would make me think otherwise. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part, I enjoyed having him as friend and didn’t want to jeopardize that, so I just let it go.

Our team didn’t play on Sunday, so we didn’t get together, they would be playing on Monday Night Football instead. Blake came in on Monday afternoon for some parts, he was headed out the door.

I said, “hey Blake football is on tonight, I’ll grab the beer if you want to come over tonight.”

He replied, “I have to go to my folks for supper, but I will come over after that.”

I nodded, “that works, just show up whenever you are done.”

He waved, “sounds good, see you tonight.”

I finished my day at work and headed home after I grabbed a 12 pack, I fixed myself some supper and was relaxing in my recliner. I looked at the clock, it was about a half hour before kickoff, I decided I should take a quick shower before Blake showed up.

I undressed and stepped into the shower, turned the water as hot as I could stand it and closed my eyes. It had been a long day and the water felt good against my tense back. I soaped up and then just stood under the shower letting the water run down my body, it was very relaxing. I was so relaxed that I must have lost track of time, I was startled out of my trance when I heard a voice outside my shower.

“You’ve been in there a while, do you need some help?”

I realized it was Blake, I chucked and without thinking said, “sure, come on in.”

After a moment, he said, “I wasn’t kidding.”

Again, I chuckled, “neither was I.”

I poked my head out of the shower curtain to see Blake standing there, naked as the day he was born with a sly grin on his face. He said, “are you going to let me in?”

I was stunned, I finally croaked out, “oh, ok.” My cock instantly sprang to attention as my eyes looked up and down his body. The small patch of chest hair that I looked at a hundred time before spread across the rest of his chest and down his trim stomach to a thick bush surrounding the most beautiful uncut dick I had ever seen. It was the perfect size, in perfect proportion to the rest of his body, not too big and certainly not too small and rested on top of two full balls that looked to be just the right size to fill my mouth.

I must have stared a bit too long, Blake said, “if you are done ogling me, why don’t you let me join you?”

I snapped out of my stupor, “sorry, yeah come on in.” I held open the curtain so he could get in the shower. As he walked into the water his hip brushed across my hard cock, sending all my nerves into overdrive. I pulled the curtain shut and turned to face Blake, he looked me straight in the eyes and leaned forward, planting a big kiss on my lips. We made out until our lips were raw, our cocks were rubbing against each other the whole time. I reached down and stroked his dick and fondled his nuts, Blake returned the favor. I started to kiss Blake’s neck, then down to his chest spending a couple minutes on each nipple, causing Blake to let out a moan. I continued down until I was eye level with that beautiful one-eyed monster, I licked the precum from the tip and ran my tongue under the foreskin. I moved and gave each nut a good hard suck before I returned to his dick. Blake gasped as I engulfed his cock to his pubs and rolled my tongue around the head each time I stroked. Blake had his hands on the back of my head as I sucked him and was moaning with pleasure. He pulled me off his dick and said he didn’t want to cum yet, he gave me another kiss and then sank to knees and went to work on my cock, holy shit, the guy knew what he was doing.

I looked down and said, “damn dude, this isn’t your first time, is it?”

Without taking my dick out of his mouth, he just winked at me and took me even deeper, I was in heaven. Just as I thought I was getting close to coming, Blake pulled off my dick and turned me around and started to squeeze my ass cheeks. I bent slightly at the waist and was rewarded with a warm tongue working its way into my crack, I reached back and spread my cheeks, Blakes tongue went deeper. Once he had given me a thorough rim job, Blake stood up and wrapped his arms around me, stroked my cock and whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you so bad right now.”

I turned and gave him a kiss, “I would like that too, let’s go to the bedroom.”

We dried off and went into the bedroom and got on the bed in a sixty-nine position and sucked each other, Blake playing with my hole while blew me. I lifted my leg to give him better access, he moved so that he could once again tongue my hole, God this guy knew how to use his tongue.

Once he had my hole good and wet, Blake rolled me onto my back and pushed my leg up so my hole was fully exposed. Blake gave my ass one more lick and then was lining his cock up to my eager hole, he leaned forward, and I felt head start push into me. After he gave me time to adjust to the invasion, I grabbed Blake’s hips and pulled him closer, and his cock was balls deep. He looked me in the eyes, and I nodded, Blake then picked up speed and before long he had my eyes rolled back in my head and my toes curled. He was hitting all the right spots and every nerve in my body was tingling, he leaned in close, and we were making out once again.

Blake gasped, “your ass is so tight, I don’t know how much longer I can hold off.”

I replied, “God yes, your cock feels so good, yes give me your hot load.”

A few more stokes and I felt Blake filling my ass with his seed as he was gasping for breath and his body was spasming until his cock was done shooting.

I asked, “how was that?”

He fell in a heap on top of me, “it was amazing.”

“Good, now it’s my turn.” I crawled out from under Blake and as he lay on his stomach, I spread his legs and started to lick his hole and get it good and wet. I lay on top of him and rubbed my cock across his ass crack.

Blake turned his head, “wait, what are you doing?”

“I told you, now it’s my turn, I’m going to fuck you.”

He protested, “but I don’t usually bottom.”

I kissed his neck, “well you are going to today.”

I grabbed some lube from my nightstand, and rubbed it on my dick and Blake’s ass, then lined up and slowly started to push in.

“Whoa, go slow.” Blake howled

I said, “just relax and breath.”

A few deep breaths later I was halfway inside, I paused until I felt Blake push back into me and I was all the way in. I started to pump in and out and heard moans of pleasure coming from Blake.

“Oh God, yes, fuck me, faster.”

I leaned down and whispered, “I knew you would like it.”

He was so tight, I knew I wouldn’t last too much longer, I started fucking as fast and as hard as I could. Blake started moaning again and I felt his ass muscles squeeze my cock and I shot a huge load into his well use hole. After my last spasm, I collapsed on top of Blake and tried to catch my breath as my softening cock slipped out of his ass.

I rolled off of him and we made out for a few minutes, I asked, “so how did you like being a bottom?”

Blake said, “it was better than I thought, I would probably be willing to try it again.”

“That’s good, you have a great ass, and I definitely want some more of it.”

He chuckled, “well yours is pretty nice too. Why haven’t we ever done this before?”

I sat up on my elbow, “I didn’t know you were into it.”

He said, “I didn’t know you were either, I guess when I heard the shower tonight, I thought what the hell, let’s see what happens.”

I said, “I am glad you did.”

We cuddled together and both drifted off to sleep.

The beep, beep, beep of my alarm clock woke me next morning, as I lay there trying to gain my bearings I turned and saw I was alone. Shit, when did Blake sneak out? I reached down and felt a fresh load of cum on my stomach.

My mind started to clear, damn, that’s right, we watched the game, our team lost, and Blake had gone home right after the end of the game. I had gone to bed alone shortly after that.

Shit, it was all a dream.