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For the rest of that day I was in a bit of a dazed state. What happened with Davy was so unexpected that I had a hard time believing it really had happened. I could see that smiling face as he sucked my dick and then our later conversation when we both professed our love for each other.

I was glad nobody else came over for a blowjob that day. It would have felt like I was cheating on Davy if I had sucked someone else without him saying it was okay. I did wander down to Mike’s house, his older brother Walt was my best friend. Walt was a year older than me and wasn’t one of my sexual partners. We were just friends. It did give me an excuse to go down there and tell Mike to be over tomorrow at 11am.

My sleep was very restful. If I had dreams that night I didn’t remember them. I actually expected to dream about Davy and I’ll admit I was a little disappointed that I hadn’t done that. The next morning I got up and just got dressed in my pajamas while I waited for Davy. Although we hadn’t set a time I figured he’d be over pretty early unless he had changed his mind about the relationship once he left the house.

I got up at my usual 7am. I’m not sure why I still always wake up at that time, I suppose it’s because when I do have to work my area of expertise is the middle east so it’s 7 or 8 hours ahead. I used to get up even earlier, 3am, 4am, it all depended on what I needed to get done. Who I needed to talk with over there.

I was getting a little tense as early as 8am. I certainly didn’t expect Davy over that early even if he was totally gung ho about the next steps in the relationship. Most teenage boys aren’t happy about getting up early when there’s no school. I sat down and attempted to write some poetry. It was working, kinda. The problem was everything I tried to write came out sexual in some fashion. I was getting ready to toss it in the trash when I heard a knock on the front door. It was just 830am so I didn’t expect it to be Davy but when I opened the door, there he was.

He had a big smile for me when I opened the front door and I clicked open the screen door for him to come in. He was tall enough that even down that last step before coming in the house our faces were close. Davy wasn’t shy about expressing himself either, he kissed me right there, in full view of both old ladies who lived on either side. I didn’t just accept the kiss, I returned it and his mouth tasted so good. I could tell he had taken a shower this morning, he just smelled so fresh and his mouth tasted of mint.

“I love you Ryan!” Davy whispered in my ear after breaking the kiss and giving me a hug.

“I love you too Davy.” I whispered back. In a way I hoped the old ladies were watching, it’s not like my being gay was a secret, they had probably seen it all by now. I took Davy’s hand and led him into the house. Once I had closed the door I felt his arms come around me again and both his hands went down the back of my pajamas, each of his hands cupping a cheek of my ass. He squeezed me tight to him and I had to moan.

My dick was hard now and I could feel his hard dick pressing against me as well. Our mouths met again and this time he was even more the aggressor. His tongue invaded my mouth and over and over he used it to good advantage, firmly holding me. I let him control it all, I just submitted to him, sucking on his tongue when I got the chance, rubbing his back up and down with my hands.

He broke the kiss and looked down at me. Somehow he looked even taller today, maybe it’s that submissive side of me coming to the fore. He was 3” taller but his eyes, they just seemed to bore into my soul. Davy took me by the hand and led me up the steps into my bedroom. Once we were inside he turned to me again and I saw those eyes and I knew I’d do anything he wanted.

“It’s tomorrow. Can we do the things you talked about yesterday?” Davy asked.

“We can do anything you want.” I told him, smiling at the kid.

“Is Mike coming over?”

“Yeah, he’ll be here at 11am. What time do you have to be home?”

“Not until 5pm for dinner.” Davy said with a grin. “Last time we talked about how you needed to prepare for fucking or eating out an ass. Can we go ahead and do that before Mike gets here? We can save the fucking for after he’s gone.”

I shook a little. Not like an orgasm but there was a shiver of pure lust at his words. I came up to Davy and I pulled his tshirt out of his jeans and lifted it up over his head. As I looked at his chest I realized that every memory I had of him yesterday was exactly right. Even with that kind of rushed effort I hadn’t missed a thing. Once I took his shirt off he did the same with me and then pulled me tight to him again.

This felt even better, our naked chests pressing together. I could feel Davy’s heart beating, that’s how snug the fit was. I knew my heart rate was accelerated, his felt like he was in overdrive. Even his breathing was faster, his excitement was obvious. Not just with the hard dick, both of us had those, the rest of it, just being together was enough.

We both reached for the other one’s pants at the same time and our arms got a little tangled up. We both laughed and Davy went down to his knees in front of me and slipped my pajama pants down. I felt his hands on my legs and after he had taken the pants off I saw him peering closer at my legs.

“Do you shave your leg hair?” Davy asked, looking up at me.

“No, I just never grew hair there. No hair in other places too that most guys grow hair in.” I answered. He smiled at me and I felt his hands on my legs, rubbing them from the top of my foot up to where my underwear started. His hands were so hot and I could feel the heat on the places he rubbed even after his hands had gone.

“So smooth, it’s just so cool.” Davy murmured. Then he looked at my crotch. My dick was as hard as it could get and the precum had started. He could see that small wet patch on my underwear and he leaned in and licked that spot. I had to moan at the feel of his tongue, since the underwear were wet I could feel it almost like they weren’t there at all.

Finally he reached up to the top of my underwear and slid his hands inside. I felt his fingers brush against my dick as he took them off me and tossed them aside. He just took a moment to look at my dick. I was so hard I didn’t even fall against his face. He moved forward and rested his cheek against my dick, then he took his tongue and rubbed the inside of his cheek. This was something entirely new to me, I’d never even thought of such a thing but damn it felt good.

I reached down to him and pulled him back to his feet. I took a moment to look in his eyes and all I could see was love. I kissed him softly then I went down to my knees. He had actual shoes on so I carefully untied them and slid the sneakers off. I took one foot and slid the sock off and I had raised his foot up high enough that I could tell there was no odor. I kissed the top of his foot and he made a surprised sound, when I gave it a lick he moaned and that was echoed with the other foot.

His jeans looked like they were about to explode. I love that little curve Davy has to his dick but it’s for sure he’s not hiding it when he gets hard. I unsnapped them, took down the zipper and slid them to his ankles. He lifted each foot so I could get them off and then I couldn’t really wait. I pulled the underwear away from his belly, removed them and tossed them away.

My boy looked so good standing there in front of me. I wanted to just dive on his dick and suck a load out of him but there was plenty of time for that. Now that he was into it all I couldn’t wait to show him everything two guys can do with each other. I felt him pulling me up and we kissed, gently at first but his grip on me got tighter and tighter and the kissing more forceful. His tongue on mine was demanding and I moaned, put my hands on his ass and pulled him as close as I could.

Davy broke the kiss and looked at me. “You’re making me crazy Ryan.” and he laughed. “Now, let’s get prepared, I wanna eat out your ass.” I took him by the hand and led him into the bathroom. I had the douche sitting out and I saw Davy take a look at it. He picked it up and then put it back down and looked at me.

“First things first, we got to both get cleaned out inside. The last thing you want is to get shit on your dick. The cleaning out also makes it good enough to eat.” I told Davy and I saw him get it.

“I would have never thought about that. You’re right though!” he said. “Clean me out!”

Over the next 20 minutes I cleaned him out and he got me cleaned out as well. Then we jumped in the shower together. I took a washcloth and the soap and got it all sudsy, then started to wash Davy. He gasped as I started rubbing him and then I heard him moan slightly as I continued. I worked my way from his neck to his crotch where I found a hard dick awaiting me.

I quickly washed it and down to his feet, then I turned him around and did the same to his back. I did leave his ass for last. Davy’s ass was so nice, rounded and petite for such a tall kid. I rubbed it over and over, then ran my fingers inside his crack and let them run over his hole a few times to get it nice and clean. When I stood up I was going to do his face but he grabbed me and turned me to the wall.

He didn’t use a washcloth, he just soaped up his fingers and made sure my ass was clean. I heard his breathing get heavier and, for a moment, I thought he was just going to soap up his dick and fuck me right there but he managed to pull himself away from my ass and he washed the rest of me.

After a really good rinsing off to make sure the soap was gone I got out of the shower. I extended a hand to Davy and held him as he stepped out, then we hugged tightly before finally drying off. It was one of those weird times, we tried to dry each other off but that’s impossible to do simultaneously so we did ourselves.

Now that we were clean and dry I took his hand and led him back to the bedroom. I climbed on the bed and pulled him up next to me, leaning up and looking down in his eyes. I took a quick glance at the clock, it was 10am so another hour before Mike got here. I didn’t know if I was capable of holding off that long, every part of Davy was calling to me for attention.

“So are we all clean now?” Davy asked, rubbing my cheek with his hand.

“Yeah baby, we’re all clean.” I responded just staring down in his eyes.

“Let’s see how your ass tastes then!” Davy exclaimed and he caught me off guard and flipped me over on my stomach. I started to move but he smacked my ass. “Stay still until I finish!” he ordered and I figured I better do as he wanted. He climbed between my legs and pushed them apart. Then he rubbed my ass and I had to moan at the way his hands felt. He moved back and forth and I could tell he was opening me up more to his view. Then his hands stopped. I was completely spread open and I heard him moan.

“You’ve got a pretty hole.” Davy said in a whisper. I looked over my shoulder at Davy and his eyes were just fixed on my ass. He looked up and saw me staring and smiled at me, then he dipped his head down and licked right across my hole. The way his tongue felt as it rubbed against me was so intense and I almost squealed at the feeling. I saw another grin and this time he licked again and again. The more he licked the more he got into it and his hands just pulled my cheeks apart. I knew my hole had to be almost gaping open now.

He kissed me on both cheeks, then on my hole and I felt his tongue try to stab inside my ass. The next time he did it I pushed out and opened up enough where he slid inside me all the way. This time both of us moaned.

“You taste so good.” Davy whispered and then he went all out on my ass. Over and over his tongue stabbed inside me. He was like a natural at it. While there were more things I wanted to show him this was making me so hot. I really wanted his dick inside me, fucking me crazy but we didn’t have time to do it right. Besides I wanted Mike to get a big load of sperm when he sucked Davy’s dick.

I had to practically pry him off me and I scrambled up and tossed him on his stomach. “Now it’s your turn baby boy.” I growled and I didn’t waste any time. I put my hands on both his cheeks and pulled them apart. I took a few seconds to admire that virgin hole, so tiny, so innocent. I knew before the day was out I was going to fuck him good.

For now though I wanted to taste my boy. I leaned down and put my mouth over his hole and started to lick him like a lollipop. I felt his whole body jerk and twitch as my tongue did it’s thing. Then I pried him open, barely and tried to stick my tongue inside him. He was just too tight and I wanted in there.

“Push out some Davy, like you’re gonna take a dump. Let my tongue get inside you.” I didn’t wait for an answer, I dove on him again and after some trial and error we got synchronized. The first time my whole tongue went in him he almost yelled and I had to grin. I kept going, licking around inside him as far as I could get.

“Stop Ryan, please. I’m gonna cum if you don’t!” Davy moaned and I let his hole go immediately. I smacked his ass to distract him and he squealed, then I laid beside him and pulled him up on top of me.

“What did you think about that?” I asked, giving him a kiss.

“It was so good, I didn’t know that part of me could feel that great!” Davy said, kissing me back.

“It’s about 1030, let’s get dressed. I didn’t tell Mike you were gonna be here, he’s gonna be really surprised.”

“You’re gonna let him suck me?” Davy asked.

“We both have to find out exactly how we feel about things. So I’m going to suck his dick and let you watch. Then he’ll suck you and I’ll watch.”

“What do I do while you’re sucking him?” Davy asked.

“Try to just watch so you can tell me how you feel. Are we going to let him know that we are boyfriends?”

“Yeah, we will tell him. That way he won’t feel weird about sucking me.”

Right at 11am I heard a knock on the front door. I went down and Mike was there and I could see his dick was already hard thinking about what he thought was going to be happening.

“Hey Mike, come on in.” I said and he walked in and went up the steps. He turned into the bedroom and I heard his steps come to an abrupt halt as he saw Davy sitting on the bed. I walked in behind him and pushed him the rest of the way inside. “You two know each other.” As I said this I saw Davy grin at Mike and he got a smile in return. “We have a little surprise today Mike. A double test for Davy and me.”

“What kind of test?” Mike asked.

Davy got up off the bed and came to me, gathered me in his arms and kissed me. I heard Mike gasp as he saw us kissing and we broke apart and both turned to look at him.

“Ryan and I are boyfriends.” Davy said.

“Since when?” Mike asked.

“Since yesterday.” Davy said with a giggle.

“What’s the test though?” Mike asked.

“Well, the test is to see how we feel about each other having some type of sex with another person. So I’m gonna blow you like usual and then instead of sucking me off, you’ll suck Davy off.”

“You told him I sucked dick?” Mike asked. “Why’d you do that?”

“What’s the problem? He’s going to openly be my boyfriend, who’s he gonna tell?” I responded.

“Oh, yeah. I guess that’s true.” Mike said.

“Now, let Ryan get to sucking you. I wanna watch and then I wanna feel your mouth on my dick!” Davy ordered.

“Shut up!” Mike said, laughing.

I walked over to Mike and took a good look at him. He was a relatively short kid, around 5’5” and 120lbs. He had dark brown hair, combed over in bangs. Lighter brown eyes. His body wasn’t fat but you weren’t likely to see an ab either. Dick was just over 5” and circumcised and very tasty. I pulled his shirt off and saw Davy eyeing Mike very carefully. I didn’t play around, I took down his pants and underwear at once and tossed them to the side.

Mike was as hard as he could get. Even though this was all a surprise for him I think the thoughts of one of his friends seeing him get sucked off was a turn on for him. He reached up to my shoulders and pushed me slowly down to my knees in front. Then he pulled my face up tight to his crotch and rubbed his dick on my face.

“Suck me.” Mike ordered. I kind of wanted to drag it out because even with all the blowjobs I’d given him over the year or so he still came way too quickly. I decided to let him control the action though so I opened my mouth wide and he slipped his dick all the way inside my mouth. “Fuck your mouth is so hot.” he said with a moan and he started to fuck my face.

It didn’t take Mike even a minute before he screeched, rammed his dick in all the way and unloaded in my mouth. He did shoot a big load, it was nice and thick and salty and tasted so good to me. His orgasm faded and he pulled out and looked down at me.

“Show Davy and me the sperm!” Mike ordered so I opened up and let them both see how much Mike had shot in me. “Go ahead, swallow it all.” I did as he ordered and then opened my mouth again to show it was empty. I looked at Davy as we went through all this and I couldn’t tell from his face whether he was okay with it or not. I knew that deep inside me I didn’t want anyone else touching Davy except me but I have to let it happen this one time.

I went over to Davy and kissed him. I knew he could taste Mike’s cum in my mouth and I wanted him to be able to, to make it so he participated some in what I had done. It was a weird feeling, I had never been jealous of anyone in my life. I hadn’t had any serious relationships, it was all about sex. If they became friends and not just sexual partners then that was okay but I’d never been in love. I almost wanted to toss Mike out of my house just thinking about him touching Davy.

“I’m gonna strip you myself.” I whispered to Davy and he nodded his okay. “Mike, watch as I strip Davy, show you what you’re gonna get.” As I said this Mike grinned at me and I saw his eyes just staring at Davy. I pulled off Davy’s shirt and as I did I thought I’d show Mike each part of Davy. I lifted up Davy’s arms to show his pits and the small patch of hair there. He and Mike were about the same amount.

“Come here, get on your knees beside me Mike.” I ordered and he obeyed me immediately. I could tell he really wanted to see what was hiding in Davy’s pants. With the two of us on our knees in front of him Davy was as hard as he could get and I just loved the different way his dick looked in the pants. Not standing up but pointing kinda out towards us. Like a dowsing rod. Looking for a mouth.

I took off Davy’s socks, he hadn’t put shoes back on and lifted a foot up so Mike could get a better look at it. I kissed it on the top and heard Davy moan. I moved it to Mike’s face and he gave it a little kiss also. We did the same to the second foot, this time Mike seemed more into it. Now it was time to show Mike all my boyfriend. I really, really didn’t want to do it. I sighed softly and unbuttoned the jeans, then took them down and off leaving Davy in his boxers. Now the pointing out was more evident. I knew Mike had only seen two hard dicks prior to this. Jon’s dick and my dick.

I grabbed the boxers, made sure they cleared his dick and then let them fall down on their own, exposing Davy to the two of us. I lifted each foot and then Davy was totally naked. It was all I could do to not grab his dick and suck it myself but that wasn’t the plan so I moved to the side. I quickly pulled all my clothes off and now we were all naked and I led them to the bed.

“You want to suck him Mike?” I asked. I was hoping in a way he’d say no but I could tell by the way he was licking is lips that he wanted that dick.

“Hell yeah I do. His dick is so cool looking, better than Jon’s dick..” and Mike abruptly shut up. He realized he had just admitted to sucking Jon’s dick in front of another boy in the neighborhood.

“Don’t worry Mike, I’m not telling anyone. Did you like sucking Jon?” Davy asked.

“Yeah I did. He wasn’t as big as you are, like an inch shorter and I could take all of him in my mouth. Plus his cum tasted really good. He won’t let me do it anymore though.” Mike responded.

“Go ahead Mike. Get between his legs and show him how good you can suck a dick.” I ordered and I saw Mike crawl into place. Davy spread his legs out wide and I saw Mike lean down and sniff Davy’s nuts.

“You smell clean, did you just take a shower?” Mike asked and Davy nodded yes. Then Mike picked up Davy’s dick and licked around the head before taking it in his mouth. He started to move up and down but made sure he didn’t go over the 5” mark as he sucked. I knew that’s where he always stopped with me but I was curious if he’d be able to deep throat Davy since his dick had that cool curve to it.

“Mike, try to take Davy’s dick in your throat.” I whispered to him as I got behind him. I reached around and took his half hard dick in my hand and slowly jerked him. He got hard in seconds and I saw he started to move faster. “I’m gonna help you, just relax and stop sucking for a second while I feed you all his dick.” I whispered again and I could see him obey me. I reached one hand to the back of Mike’s head and the next time he moved forward I just pushed past any resistance and then he had swallowed Davy’s dick all the way.

Mike appeared like he was going to panic so I whispered again. “Breathe through your nose. Don’t it feel good to have his dick in your throat?” and I heard Mike moan at my words.

“Yeah Mike, that feels so good. Keep taking my dick down your throat.” Davy ordered and when I released Mike’s head the next time he went down he took it all without a single gag. “That’s it, suck me good and I’ll give you some cum to swallow.” Davy whispered.

Mike seemed to be going crazy now. Over and over his lips met Davy’s pubes and now Davy had Mike’s head in his hands, helping to guide him. I saw Davy start to move his hips, fucking Mike’s throat and I jerked Mike off faster, matching Davy’s fucking motions. Suddenly Davy’s hips shot up and I saw him just holding Mike tight to his pubes.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum.” Davy yelled and I saw Mike pull up enough to take all the cum in his mouth. I cupped one hand in front of Mike’s dick and as Davy was shooting in his mouth, Mike shot over and over in my hand. Like most teens once the shots were over that was it, no oozing at the end and I took my hand up and slurped the sperm off my palm.

Davy was moving slower now, relaxing to the bed and after a minute Mike pulled off. He opened his mouth up to show Davy his load, then turned to me and showed me. Davy had shot a lot this time and I felt a pang at missing it. Mike swallowed a few times then showed us his empty mouth. I looked at Davy, his eyes weren’t on Mike, they were watching me and my expression I suppose. I had no idea how I looked. Now that the heat of the moment was over I wasn’t happy about the whole thing, that’s for sure.

We had some small talk between the three of us as we all recovered from the sexual high then we both watched Mike dress. I didn’t bother to get dressed, I took Mike downstairs and let him out, then closed the door and went back to Davy. As I walked in the bedroom he came to me and we hugged tightly.

“I don’t want to have sex with anyone else Ryan. No more. Just you.” Davy said and I felt some wetness on my neck, my boy was crying.

“I feel the same way. As much as I love sucking dick, I love you more. I wanted to toss Mike out the door before he ever got to suck you.” I said and Davy laughed just a little. He was calming down quickly so I knew things between us were okay.

“I want you to fuck me.” Davy said, leaning back and looking in my eyes. “Fuck me a long time.”

“How about if I make love to you to start? Then I’ll fuck your brains out!” I said with a laugh. “First though let’s get rid of any traces of Mike.” and I took him in the bathroom. I got the washcloth and carefully cleaned off his dick, making sure any trace of Mike’s saliva was gone. Then I used mouthwash twice to get rid of Mike’s sperm odor and taste from my mouth.

I led Davy back to the bed and moved him to the center. I lay down on top of him, giving him a lot of my weight but not all of it. I leaned down and kissed him and I felt his arms come around me to hold me tight. I kept things slow and sensuous, not eating his face, just feeling how our tongues intertwined. Both of us were hard as the kiss went on and on, I wanted my boy to relax, to enjoy this.

I broke the kiss and looked at him. His face had a little grin as he looked up at me and I knew the time was right. “Roll over, let me eat you out some. Get you ready for my dick.” I whispered. I lifted off him and let him roll over. I had to just lay down on him again, my dick nestling securely in the crack of his ass. Davy pushed his ass up against my dick and moved a little back and forth and I knew I was rubbing against his hole.

As much as I wanted to just ram my dick in that tight little ass I knew I had to get him prepared, loosened up. Relaxed enough so he’s going to enjoy it and want it all the time. I got a pillow and pulled him up enough to get the pillow under him and now his ass was even more exposed to me.

I leaned in and started to eat his ass again. This time I did it slowly but more firmly, making sure I pulled on his hole enough that it was open to my tongue. I could tell by the way his body moved that he wasn’t in any danger of cumming and that was perfect. I hoped I could get him to cum while fucking him. If not just from my dick then I’ll jerk him off so he cums at the same time as me.

I got some lube on my finger and rubbed it around his hole, listening to Davy moan at how it felt. I slowly pushed all the way inside him, feeling the heat of his insides surrounding my finger and I heard his breath catch as I went in all the way. I moved in and out, again very slowly, until I felt his hole relax. I pulled out and lubed two fingers and Davy moved his ass back towards me as I inserted them. I could tell that he really wanted this.

After a minute or so I thought he was ready. I didn’t want to get him too loose, I did want him to feel my dick so I leaned down and kissed him on both cheeks of his cute ass and I pulled my fingers out. Davy moaned, whether for the lack of the fingers or that they were gone.

“Roll over baby, we’re gonna do this face to face.” I said and Davy eagerly flipped over and smiled up at me. “You ready? You really want it?”

“Yeah Ryan, I don’t just want it. I need you inside me.” Davy responded.

I shuffled up to him, until my dick just kissed his hole. I pressed in just enough to make sure I was in the right place. I was watching Davy’s face, I wanted to see how he responded to his first real penetration, someone possessing him this way. I pushed just a little harder and I saw a bead of sweat near his hairline.

“Push out baby, open up and let me in.” I whispered, smiling at Davy. I saw him look up at me and I felt him push and his hole opened like a flower blooming and my dick slid into him a couple of inches. I left it there, letting him get used to the feeling but in less than a minute he pushed his ass towards me and the rest of my 7” slid in him all the way.

“It feels so good.” Davy moaned in a whisper. I leaned down and kissed him as I started to move slowly. In and out, an inch, then two inches, then three. I used more and more of my dick until I could feel that he’d totally relaxed. He felt so good inside, the heat of him, the tightness of his no longer virgin ass surrounding my dick. I concentrated on finding his prostate and I sure knew it when I rubbed over it. Davy’s body shook as I pressed hard down on it and when the head of my dick caressed it he pushed back hard against my moving dick.

“I love you Davy.” I whispered, when I broke the kiss again.

“I love you Ryan. This feels so amazing, like you’re so deep in me.” Davy responded.

I steadily made love to my boy for the next 10 minutes. His dick had gotten hard while I was fucking, I had hopes I could make him cum this way. It wasn’t going to happen though from the slow fuck though, I was going to have to ramp things up. After another few minutes I couldn’t wait any longer and I started to fuck him faster, harder. The sound of my crotch slapping his ass echoed through the room.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck me like this.” Davy moaned. I was unleashed totally now, I was pulling out almost all the way, then slamming as hard as I could inside him making sure I rubbed his prostate the entire way. I was just staring down at the kid as I tried to fuck him into total submission and when our eyes did meet I saw the love in them and the need for me to keep going. Davy’s dick was hard now and swaying each time I thrust in deeply and I kept trying to make the kid cum along with me.

Another five minutes and I could feel the orgasm starting. It began somewhere in my chest and the feelings of it were incredible. Each second, each thrust, it got more and more intense. I almost felt like screaming, this wasn’t like the usual orgasms I had from fucking someone, it was different. Suddenly I heard Davy groan, then he yelled and I felt his ass quivering around my dick. I looked down and sperm was just gushing out of him.

That did it for me and I started to shoot as deep inside Davy as I could get. I was fucking so hard I was pushing his ass a foot off the bed and all I could feel was my own orgasm. It was incredible and the smell of his sperm shooting out made it even better. I couldn’t reach any of it to taste but I cut off his noises with another kiss as both our orgasms slowly faded. My dick was moving a lot easier in him now, his ass had loosened up a lot and the sperm I shot in him was a great lube.

I broke the kiss and pulled out of Davy and then, quickly, lay down on the bed and pulled him on top of me. I felt his sperm squishing between our chests as he settled his weight down and there was that smell again, there’s just nothing like it. His breathing was about as hard as mine as he lay on me and in a few minutes we both recovered. He raised up and looked down at me.

“That was so awesome Ryan, it did hurt a little bit but only for a minute, then it got better and better. I came without even touching myself.” Davy whispered. I could feel some wetness on my nuts and I knew it was from Davy leaking my sperm out. Even that felt incredible to me.

I had my arms tight around Davy as he lay his head back down and when I took a look at him his eyes were closed, he had gone to sleep just that quickly. I grabbed a blanket that was beside us and tossed it over the two of us and then I was asleep as well.

The next thing I remembered was feeling someone’s lips on mine and I felt a tongue licking against my lips and that woke me right up. I opened my eyes to see Davy’s smiling face looking down at me.

“Hey Ryan. I love you.” Davy whispered, ending the statement with a kiss.

“I love you too Davy.” I responded, once my mouth was free. “How are you feeling?”

“I feel really good, like the best. I loved how you fucked me.” Davy said this with a cute little smile on his face. Like he was remembering every moment.

“It’s 2pm, aren’t you hungry?” I asked.

“Uh uh, I’m good.” Davy said. “Your dick filled me up!” and he giggled at that.

I felt myself getting hard again and Davy was the same. He slowly pushed, like he was fucking my stomach, rubbing against my dick at the same time. I ran my hands down his back and cupped his ass in my hands, then softly touched his hole. When Davy felt my finger there he tried to push up so I’d go inside him again but with the lube and sperm all dried up that wasn’t going to happen.

“You wanna fuck me again?” Davy said and it was almost like he was purring.

“I’d love to fuck you again but once is enough for today. Let’s see how your ass feels tomorrow.” I answered him with a kiss. He gave me a pretend pouting look but then grinned.

For the next couple of hours we just lay there in each other’s arms. We did switch positions occasionally, with me on top of him but I really weighed too much to lay on the boy for long. Him on top of me was better even though he was 3 inches taller. All the important parts fit together good, he just had longer legs.

At 4pm we took another shower and I watched his face as I soaped up my fingers and stuck them inside him to clean him out. I didn’t see any signs of tenderness or pain when I did it. He must have been really relaxed to take that kind of fuck on his first time and not be sore.

“Tomorrow, it’s your turn to fuck me.” I whispered to him as we had a last kiss at the front door. Davy looked at me and grinned and shook his head yes, then he was gone again.

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This part of the story didn’t come out as quickly as the first part. There’s at least one more part to come so I hope some of you are still interested!

I first lay eyes on him as I make my way to breakfast. It is the first morning of my trip to Cuba. I have booked an all-inclusive to shut down my racing thoughts and unlock my other senses that seem to only come alive in a new place. I see him from a distance. He is trimming the foliage of a palm tree. His silhouette is immediately sexy and sinuous.

As I get closer I take more of him in. He looks to be about 22. He isn’t overly tall, probably about 5,7, but he stands strong. His short brown hair is lighter at the top, having been bleached by the sun as he works outside in the heat with his hands.

He’s wearing a camouflaged shirt that clings to his body like a wetsuit, dampened from his sweat. His torso looks chiseled. His shirt hides nothing of his hard earned physique. His radiating skin looks youthful. His face has seen its fair share of hard work but hasn’t yet been ravaged by the elements. I can’t help but stare.

I am now only about 10 feet away and that is when he looks up at me. I feel my knees buckle a bit. I feel my heart quicken. He smiles. A beautiful smile. He follows the smile with a head nod and then his eyes continue to linger in my direction until I break eye contact first, telling myself that he is probably this friendly with every tourist he sees. I pass by. About 20 feet later I turn back to glance in his direction and to my surprise he is still looking at me. I turn around and headed for the dining room.

I arrive at breakfast. I am not that hungry. I grab a pastry and some yogurt. Soon I am finished and heading back to my room, pretending to take in the grounds but secretly scanning for him. I finally spot him. He’s mowing the grass with one of those old fashioned pushers with no motor. His sweat glistens in the sun.

A bead of sweat drips off his forehead. His arms are flexed as he works, showing off his bulging biceps. His pecs pop under his tight shirt. I imagine his man musk. I feel a familiar stirring in my shorts. My shorts tightened as my cock began to press against its nylon material. I do my best to prevent myself from getting fully hard.

I don’t think it worked because I see his face move up my legs and stop at my bulge. He looks up at me, his hazel eyes locking into mine. He doesn’t break his stare and this time neither do I. I move in and in rusty Spanish ask his name. It was Diego. My lips part again and I clumsily say, “Tu es muy guapo” – you is very handsome.

His face looks startled for a second. My heart sinks. Is my Spanish that off? Have I misread the situation? His surprise turns into a smile as he thanks me and says, “tu tambien” – you too. I know if I don’t make a move I am going to regret it the rest of my trip; maybe my whole life. I say, “Es mucho caliente. Deseas agua?” – is very heated. Want water? God my Spanish is terrible, but it does the trick. He says he is very thirsty. I motion for him to follow me towards my room. He looks around cautiously and follows.

When we were about 10 feet from my room he puts his hand on my waist. He begins pushing me in a different direction. Confused, I move the way he wants me too and we entered a room two doors down from mine. The room is dim, lit only by some light coming in through a crack in the curtains. This room hasn’t seen a guest in years. There is a bed, but it’s just an old, bare mattress on a frame. Dust coats the bedside tables. Empty beer cans dot the floor. He closes the door behind him.

My heart races. I feel queazy with excitement. I want this moment so badly. I want to worship his hard body. I want to smell him. I want him to have his way with me. I want him to use me. Is he too kind to do that, to treat me like a slut? Time to find out.

He pulls me towards him. I go to get down on my knees but he pulls me back up and his lips fall onto mine. They are so soft and full. He kisses me slowly but quickly kisses me harder and harder, fuelled by a sort of primal urge. I am lost in his mouth. My hands begin to feel his rippling arms and chest. Everything is so hard beneath his shirt.

I am getting hard now too. He steps back and slowly pulls his sweaty shirt over his head. It sticks to his damp skin and I watch him through a stream of dusty light that filters into this dim, abandoned hotel room. The light falls across his torso, revealing his near-perfect abs and the sinewy muscle that flanks his waist.

The shirt comes up over his head and releases his pecs with a bounce. They are meaty, made from hard work. They begged to be sucked on. Next my eyes find his armpits. The hair slick and thick. I catch a whiff of man scent. It hits my nose and sends a current straight to my cock. I can’t resist any longer. He barely gets the shirt over his head when I move in and bury my nose in an armpit, inhaling him. It’s musky, almost pungent, but also slightly sweet.

My cock springs to full attention. He lifts his arm, revealing his entire pit. He pushes my face into his pit. I start sniffing harder and licking it feverishly. I move to his other pit. It is just as amazing. He wants me to worship them, to worship him, and I am more than happy to oblige. He releases my face and pushes my head downwards. I sink past his weighty chest, down past his adonis abs and I land on my knees. My knees hit the cold, dirty tile floor.

He begins to unbutton his work pants. I can already see the outline of his cock in his grease stained jeans. I tear my shirt up and over my head just in time to see his pubic hair spring out as he undoes his button fly. He isn’t wearing any underwear.

This sends me over the moon. He teases me for a moment, then pulls his pants down far enough to release his cock. It catapults out and flops within a centimetre of my face. Fuck. It’s gorgeous. It’s about 7 inches and thick. He is uncut and a single vein traverses the top side of his dick – a path my tongue can’t wait to travel.

He leaves his pants around his ankles, his work boots still on. I reach out and grab his cock in my hand, feeling it’s girth and immense heat. He grabs the back of my head and pushes my face into his crotch, right onto his balls. This smell is even better than his pits. I am engulfed in man smell. His balls glisten with sweat. I begin to explore each ball with my tongue. He trembles.

I lick and suck on his balls like the slut I know I am. I look up at him and he gives me that smile of his. I take his cock into my mouth. It is so thick. His cock quickly hardens up in my mouth as I roll my tongue around his man meat. I encircle his shaft fast. I am ravenous. He lets out a moan. I pull my mouth off until I only have his tip still inside.

I lick his foreskin and nibble it with my teeth. I prod the head of his dick, flicking his dick hole over and over with my wet tongue. He lets out an even louder moan. I don’t hesitate another second. I plunge my mouth down onto his cock until my lips are buried in his pungent pubic hair. I feel his cock push down into my throat until I can no longer breathe.

He grabs my hair and pushes my head down even further. I feel powerless. I love it. I hold my mouth there as long as I can. I’m now completely out of breath. I go to pull off but his hands won’t let me. He is pushing me down even harder now. I gag as I try to gasp for air. I try again to come off and he thrusts his hips so his cock slides even further down my throat, forcing it open and preventing any breath into my lungs. Just as I start to see stars he pulls me off his cock.

I cough and sputter as I take a deep, involuntary breath. I look up at him with anger and fear but am met with that same, sweet smile. He runs his hand along my face and caresses my wet lips with his fingers. I melt. He pulls me up and gestures for me to pull down my shorts. I obey.

My rock hard cock breaks free with such force that it surprises both of us. A drop of precum slides down the top of my cock head and clings to it. My cock is cut and not as long as Diego but it is just as thick. Maybe thicker. His eyes light up. I grab my dick with my hand and rub my precum between my fingers. I go to wipe it off on my hairy chest but he catches my wrist and lifts my finger to his mouth.

He places my finger in his mouth, wrapping his pillowy lips around it and licks my precum off with his tongue. I hope that he takes those lips of his down to my engorged unit but he has other ideas. He turns me around and pushes me towards the dirty, used mattress. I fall onto my stomach. From behind me I feel him pull my legs back up until my ass is in the air.

He slaps my ass cheek with his hand. He begins to gently tickle the top of my ass crack with his other hand. Next, he spreads my ass cheeks apart. I hear him clear his throat and spit. A glob of warm, wet spit shot onto my quivering hole. My entire body ignites in sparks. The sensation runs from my head to my toes and back again.

The hair on my legs and ass stand on end. Soon his callused hand is spreading his spit across my hole and he slides his index finger inside me. I twist my head back to look. His naked, hard, caramel-skinned body stands over me. I see him spit into his hand and he begins to cover his fully erect cock in it. It looks fucking huge.

His smile is gone. It is replaced with hunger. I turn my head back around. Surely he will finger me a bit more. I feel pressure on my hole, only it isn’t his finger again. His thick cock head presses up against my wet hole. He meets resistance and I take a deep breath, and let it all the way out. He pushes the head in. My eyes widen and my teeth bite down in protest, but my hole obeys.

It opens up. “Wait there a second,” I say. “No hablo ingles” he replies. He pushes in further. I bear down – a trick I learned to allow a cock to slide in a bit easier. My hole tries to protest more, but resistance was futile. His hard cock is overpowering it. I want it to. With one last push he is inside me, fully.

My fingers dig into the matress and as I go to scream, a deep guttural moan escapes me instead. It turns him on. He starts pounding my hole. He is fucking me hard, Within a minute any pain I was experiencing is replaced with total pleasure.

I am overtaken by that feeling of fullness, of being stretched open as his cock presses against every inch of my hole. Waves of ecstasy ripple through my body. My cock aches from how hard it was. It begs to be touched. I start jacking myself but my arm is quickly taken and pinned behind my back.

My head now collapsed into the mattress, my ass remaining in the air as he continues to ravage my hole. I feel every inch of him. I want to see him, to stare at his face while he fucks me. I collapse my hips, feeling his cock slide out of me. My hole gapes. It will be awhile before it closes up again. I flip myself onto my back and look at him.

Sweat drips down his muscles chest. A drip of sweat rolls down from his pit. The room is filled with his scent. I love it. He grabs my ankles and lifts my legs towards my head. I see his rock hard cock. His dick vein is full and pulsing. His tip drips with pre cum. He smiles and forces his way back into me. I scream. A scream of pleasure.

He fucks me deeper than before. I feel more pressure against my prostate. I grab my dick and start to jack. This time he doesn’t stop me. He fucks me so fast and so hard that I feel my eyes rolling back in my head. I won’t last much longer. With this kind of fucking, I will cum in a minute. I watch his eyes while he fucks me.

I watched him stare at his dick going in and out of my hole. I never stop looking at him. His beautiful face. Those hazel eyes. His pecs are flushed and his nipples hard. I can’t take the sight of him or the feeling of his cock any longer. I’m going to cum. I remove my hand from my throbbing cock to get ready for a handsfree explosion when suddenly there is a knock at the door.

Was it his manager? Are we caught?? I freeze. He stop fucking me and looks me in the eyes. Then he continues to fuck me.  Another knock at the door, this time louder.  He looks back towards the door and without warning pulls out of my hole. I let out an involuntary gasp.

My hole aches. It misses him. It feels better than it has ever felt before. I fumble for my shorts. Diego opens the door, his pants only half way up, boots still on. What the fuck is he doing?? In walks a man a few years younger than Diego. Just as tall. He could be 18. He has on the same work boots.

He smiles at Diego and quickly shuts the door. This guy is also gorgeous. He is slimmer than Diego. He still has the body of a teenager.  His face wears a devilsh grin. He mutters something to Diego but the only word I make out is “puta.” I know that word. It means whore.

My cock springs back to attention. The new guy fumbles with his belt. His black tshirt, stained with white paint sticks to his body.  I eye a nametag. Miguel. He gets his belt undone and pulls his shirt off. I glance at Diego and he looks back at me, watching my reaction.

Miguel has light chest hair and a treasure trail running down his stomach, leading to his thick, brown pubic hair that protrudes from the top of his pants. Diego lies back on the mattress and grabs my hand. He pulls me on top of him.

I straddle his stomach and face those sexy eyes of his. He slides up and I feel his cock up against my hole. I turn to look behind me but Diego forces my head back around to face him. He re-enters me. Fuckkk. It feels like the first time again.

This time his strokes are slow. I harden. More pre cum falls between his abs, slowly dripping its way along its outline. He pulls my face towards his, until my cock is pressed hard against his etched stomach. It brings more pressure. More fullness. He grabs my hair.

I imagine this new guy watching us as he sits in the dusty chair, jacking off. The thought of it turns me on even more. Suddenly I feel the mattress move. Diego pushes his cock all the way in and he holds himself there.

A hand is placed on my back. A new hand. It’s warm. Rough. A finger rubs the top of my hole, right above Diego’s cock. I hear the new guy draw up some spit from his throat. It lands just above my hole, and drips down onto it, and onto Diego’s  cock. I feel pressure on the top of my hole.

A slight sting hits my ass- a feeling of being stretched to the absolute limit. I panic. I look at Diego. He runs a hand along my lips and sticks his finger in my mouth. This distracts me as Miguel pushes his cock head into my hole with Diego’s dick still fully inside.

I brace for immense pain. I have never been double penetrated before. I fantasized about it all the time but never thought I’d actually do it. Miguel’s entire head is now in. It stings. I hold my breath. He pushes in more. I want to scream. I let my breath out and Miguel pushes in more aggressively. I feel every inch. He is all the way in now. I see stars. I feel light headed, like I’m going to pass out. Diego grabs my chin and forces me to look back into his eyes.

A warm smile spills across his face. I relax. A wave of shivers travel across my ass cheeks and over the back of my legs. My balls ache with cum. My hole stretches to its limits and beyond. I feel pleasure like I’d never felt in my entire life. I feel euphoric. Hedonistic. Mica begins to fuck me. I let out a deep moan and my body shudders.

I begin to tremble uncontrollably on top of Diego, my cock sliding back and forth on his sweaty abs, now lubed even more with my pre cum. Miguel slaps my ass. He fucks me faster now. My head gets jerked backwards as Miguel pulls my hair. Diego’s finger exits my mouth with a pop. My hole feels like it has 7 cocks in it, it is so full. I begin to shiver.

I now feel Diego begin to slide his cock in and out of my hole too, thrusting with an animalistic urge. Diego and Miguel find a rhythm as they work my hole. They fuck me faster and faster. My eyes roll back in my head. I feel the cum inside me rising and filling my balls. “Fuck!” I shout. “Fuck me!!” Their cocks work my hole good, their hot cocks sliding past each other in my sloppy, wet hole.

I see Diego’s face turn red and his lip curl. He lets out a long, primal grunt that borders on a scream. He begins to thrust his hips wildly, uncontrollably. I feel his cock swell inside of me, stretching it even further. Fuck yes. He’s going to cum. His cock begins to pulse in my hole and I feel hot ropes of cum shoot up inside me.

His man juice floods my cavity. His cum reaches up to my second hole. My entire asshole twitches. It is so wet. I’m not going to be able to hold on much longer. Diego finishes pumping his hot load into my hole and to my surprise, doesn’t pull out but instead pushes in deeper.

Miguel speeds up, his cock sliding around in my hole more easily with Diego’s cum as extra lube. My cock bounces up and down on Diego’s abs. I’m right on the edge. Miguel grabs both my hips and spits onto my back. I moan loud and my trembles intensify. Diego has to hold me in place as I buck and shake involuntarily.

A wave of pleasure stronger than I have ever felt fills my cock and then my entire body. I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum hands-free. I push myself up with my arms and cum sprays from my cock like a firehose. It shoots with such force that squirts land past Diego’s head and soaks the mattress. I continue to shoot in waves, my eyes rolling back in my head with ecstasy.

Streams of cum hit Diego’s hairy chest. One shot lands on the corner of his mouth and I see him lick it off. Just as I’m almost finished cumming, both cocks pull out of me at once. I begin to convulse in more mindblowing pleasure. My hole gapes. It is wide open.

I get spun around to face Miguel. His 8 inch long but cock is shoved into my mouth. He thrusts in and out. With every thrust he pushes my face deeper into his musk-filled crotch. He begins to moan loudly and thrusts deep into my throat and holds himself there. He’s ready. Cum begins to shoot down my cum guzzling throat in seemingly endless waves.

I drink as much as I can. I can’t breathe. He’s so deep that I can’t taste his cum. With the final rope hitting my throat he pulls out. As his cock slides past my tongue I finally get a taste of his cum. It’s salty, and sweet and amazing. I feel so used. I’m in heaven. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and slaps me on the cheek with his softening man meat. He pulls up his pants.

I collapse onto the mattress as Diego and Miguel start getting dressed. I don’t know where my shorts are. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. My legs are jelly. My hole is dripping. My cock is still leaking cum. Diego comes overs and sits on the mattress. He leans over and  kisses me on the lips. Without a goodbye, both men leave the room, the door closing shut behind them.

I’m left alone in the room. The scent of man sweat and cum is heavy in the air. I lick my lips to taste Diego and Miguel one more time. I close my eyes. My breath slows, and I sink deeper into the mattress. I feel sleep overtaking me. I should go, but I can’t.

I drift off and dream of the time two hot Cuban gardeners double teamed me in a rough, darkened room, using me for their own pleasure…plowing and seeding me like they do their grounds. My cock twitches one last time during this blissful afternoon slumber as a final stream of cum shoots onto my leg and drips down onto the cum covered mattress.

He blinked, trying to confirm that his eyes were open. The space around him was blackened dark, and although Markel seemed to expect the morning sun to be filtering through the curtains, it wasn’t. Confusion set in as his fingers fumbled around the small wooden table at the side of his bed.

“Fuck!” Markel groaned when a half-full glass of water toppled over and spilled to the floor.

Markel squinted against the bright and offensive blue light illuminating the room from his phone when it came to life. It took a tiny second to focus and even less time to realize that he had slept through his alarm and was just about to be late for work. He grumbled, stirring the man sleeping next to him when he launched out of the bed spewing a few choice obscenities.

“Mornin.” Rawly’s groggy sleep-filled voice whispered.

“Yeah.” Markel quipped as he slid the black Dickies pants up his thick muscular thighs and over his rounded ass. “Mornin. I woke up late. Sorry I woke you.”

Markel climbed up the bed, positioning himself over Rawly’s body, and leaned down to press a quick kiss to Rawly’s pouty lips.

“You should get under the covers.” Rawly suggested attempting to pull Markel down to him. “Don’t leave me.” He whined.

“You’re an evil tempter.” Markel said wistfully. Markel brushed his hand over the tented blanket and down Rawly’s lean body until he found Rawly’s long, steel-hard shaft and gripped it. “Wish I could baby, but I gotta go.”

There was probably nothing more in this world that Markel wanted but to stay, to lay next to Rawly, underneath him. To feel Rawly’s sweaty, breathless body’s friction against his own, hearing the animalistic grunts as Rawly pounded into him. No probably about it. God, how he wanted to play hooky tonight.

Rawly was working hard to convince his man to stay with him as Markel finished readying himself and shot out the door in a huff. “Sleep well!”

With the car started, a text sent to his lead to announce that he was running late and Markel was off, darting down the road and on his way still wishing he was with Rawly. He reached down, fisted, and stroked his hard-on through his black denim pants. Its warmth transferred through the fabric and into his palm. Markel groaned.

“Coffee!” Markel spoke into the dark empty cabin of his car when he breached the hilltop and spotted the lit-up sign of an all-night gas station.

Markel strolled into the desolate store, adjusting his half-hard cock into what he hoped was a less obvious position. Thoughts of Rawly’s naked body, and his begging for Markel to stay continued to fuel his desire and rendered him somewhat oblivious to his surroundings.

He padded in his lustful haze, past the young man behind the counter of the dingy little store towards the unsuspectingly high-tech single-serving coffee machine. He read across the six buttons that labeled his hot caffeinated options and unconsciously fondled his dick through the pocket of his jeans.

“Three dollars and sixty-seven cents.” It wasn’t until the blonde-headed cashier spoke that Markel was drawn back to the present.

Markel’s brown eyes locked into the other’s bright blue eyes. His milky white skin was smooth against those high cheekbones. His cock twitched just below the level of the countertop between them. When his pink lips arched into a smile, Markel felt his face start to burn hot.

His goofy smile held uncomfortably long and wasn’t broken until the cashier repeated the total of Markel’s purchase. “Uh, oh. I’m, sorry I was lost in thought.” Markel stammered.

“It’s ok. What were you thinking about?” The blonde asked, singing teasingly.

Markel looked down instantly, noticing the white tag pinned to the man’s shirt. “Nothing.” He sighed. “Sam.” He added quickly.

“Sammy.” The young man corrected Markel with a hint of sarcasm.

When Markel looked up, Sammy winked through his ferocious grin. Markel felt like the prey being stalked by a rapidly approaching predator. His knees went wobbly and his dick stiffened. Sammy leaned down, placing his elbows on the blue countertop, and ran his eyes up and down Markel’s body.

Sammy was devilishly gorgeous, Markel thought. He wore a confidence that seemed much older than he looked, giving off the impression that Sammy was a definite player.

“Come on now, you can tell me.” Sammy said, his eyes glistening in the fluorescent glow of the overhead lights.

Markel had lost the ability to speak. He fumbled for words, feeling like he was about to be devoured. His voice cracked when he was finally able to force himself to talk. “You. You’re,” Fuck, just say it and get out of here you idiot. “You’re beautiful.” It came out as one hasty word.

Sammy’s grin sent chills and fire racing through Markel. He could feel perspiration starting to bead up under his t-shirt as he tried to stifle the shivers that took his body over. Why was he looking around for a shadowy corner, Markel wondered already feeling like he knew the answer.

He jumped when he felt Sammy’s hand brush down his arm. “I uh, I’m late for work.” Markel stuttered.

“A little longer won’t matter much then, will it?” Sammy quipped, his eyes growing darker with desire.

With his mouth gaping, Markel didn’t know why he was shaking his head. “Guess not.” He agreed mindlessly.

“Come with me.” Sammy walked from behind the counter and led Markel past the restrooms to a closed white door.

Markel’s heart pounded in his chest as he followed the younger man. Without the counter between them, the blonde, Sammy looked taller, his shoulders appeared broader than they did at first. “This is happening!”

He didn’t realize he had spoken until Sammy opened the door to an office. “Yes, it is. Close the door.”

Sammy closed the distance between them and took Markel’s hand. Without letting go, he placed it on his chest before he pulled it down his abdomen. With slow intention, Markel’s hand was placed over the thick hard mound that pushed out the front of Sammy’s khakis.

Instinctively and wanting, Markel rubbed the fabric, tracing the outline of Sammy’s cock while the blonde cashier loosened his belt and button. Markel lifted his hand briefly to give way for Sammy’s pants and almost non-existent stringy underwear to slide past and fall to the floor.

Markel’s mouth watered at the sight of Sammy’s cut cock bobbing in the cool office air. His body followed the lead of his dirty thoughts and he dipped to his knees, fisting Sammy’s thickness. Markel pressed his lips against the soft mushroom tip before parting them to take Sammy’s cock into his mouth.

Above him, Sammy sighed at the sensation of Markel’s lips and tongue skillfully massaging the silky smooth skin of his shaft, taking it into him to the root, hollowing his cheeks, and sliding back up. The heady scent of Sammy’s manhood intoxicated Markel more and more each time he buried his nose into Sammy’s smooth-shaven body.

Markel hummed into the length of cock he held so firmly in his mouth as he pushed it deeper into his throat. The salty hint of Sammy’s precum invaded his tastebuds and pulled Markel deeper into euphoria.

“Alright, there’s not much time.” Sammy told Markel as he pulled the older man up off of his knees. “Take your pants off.”

Markel followed directions well and he slid the black Dickies down revealing his thick and throbbing cock. Sammy wasn’t at all interested in that though, he put a hand on Markel’s shoulder and spun him around to face the desk.

With Markel laying chest down against the desk, Sammy’s hands rubbed over the smooth brown skin of Markel’s ass before he knelt down. He spread Markel’s ass open and buried his face into the cleft that divided the two brown globes.

Markel nearly cried out when he felt the warm wetness of Sammy’s tongue brush across his entrance, and gritted his teeth hard when the tongue pushed into him. Markel was thankful that the desk held him in place, he knew there was no way his body wouldn’t have betrayed him otherwise. He’d have been a heaping mess on the floor as the man behind him tongue fucked his ass.

He was dripping wet with Sammy’s spit when the younger man emerged from his task, the task of wrecking Markel. He had done well so far. Sammy spit a little more saliva into his palm and stroked it along his length before he pushed himself against the opening that would allow him inside.

He was thick and Markel grunted breathlessly when Sammy started to invade his center. Sammy was slow, and gentle at first allowing Markel’s ass to spread around him as he pushed deeper inside. Once he was buried to the hilt inside Markel, he paused briefly. Markel let out a groan to acknowledge his appreciation.

Sammy’s hands were locked into Markel’s hips, holding him exactly where he wanted Markel to stay. Markel didn’t have the wherewithal to move anyway, so Sammy didn’t have to use much effort when he slid backward, leaving Markel’s cavity momentarily empty and wanting before he shoved back in a little faster. When he bottomed out inside Markel, Markel’s world went snowy white for a second. “Mmph” he grunted.

But Sammy was already withdrawing again, gearing up for the next stab into Markel. After a few more mostly slow thrusts, Sammy’s pace quickened more and they were moaning and groaning in time with each impact. Sammy’s hands moved, rubbing Markel’s back as he lifted the T-shirt up to the man’s shoulders.

As he pistoned into Markel, Sammy’s movements got more erratic, more forceful and his sounds got deeper, more carnal. He growled deep from his chest, the satisfaction of his conquest. Markel tried to wonder how many times Sammy had been here, in this place fucking some unsuspecting customer but each time the thought formed, it was forced out of his mind by the thudding hit of Sammy’s pelvis against his ass. He gave up.

Sammy must have known his orgasm, his release was coming. Suddenly, with the growl of a caged animal, Markel was left empty, cold and wanting… no, needing Sammy back inside him. But Sammy just pushed his body against Markel, shaking vigorously as he pumped himself over and off the ledge.

Without a thought of Markel’s need, his satisfaction, Sammy tugged and pulled his cock until Markel felt the warm gooey splat of Sammy’s seed in the middle of his back. Sammy groaned and huffed milliseconds before each additional puddle of cum landed in various places on Markel until some accumulated in the small of his back.

Sammy slid his throbbing cum slicked cock between Markel’s ass cheeks, dragging and dropping more cum along its path before he thrust unabashedly back into Markel. He pulled Markel back from the desk a little and fucked into him again, this time reaching around and gripping Markel’s cock.

Markel cried, grateful for having Sammy back inside him and for Sammy’s hand working his cock. It didn’t take long, fast enough that young Sammy was still rock hard inside him and Markel felt his own release about to escape.

“Oh god!” He whined just as the doorbell rang alerting them of another customer in the store.

He bit his lip, trying to hold his cries in while expecting Sammy to drop everything, to scamper in a panic about someone hearing them. He didn’t. He stroked Markel through his orgasm before pulling himself out of the other man.

“Hello?” A man’s voice called out serendipitously in time with one last throaty groan from Markel.

“Be right there.” Sammy yelled back breathlessly.

He cleaned himself off in haste with a roll of paper towels from a shelf next to the desk and pulled his pants up. Markel, still too torn up to move, laid across the desk,in the puddles of his own cum trying to recuperate. Sammy placed the roll of towels on the desk next to Markel. “Take your time.”

Sammy was standing in his rightful place behind the counter when Markel reappeared with a dazed glow on his face. Slowly, he meandered to the counter and smiled at Sammy. “I uh… wow! But I gotta go.” His words were breathy. “Work ya know?”

“Yep. Coffee‘s on me. Come back soon.” Sammy told him.

The sincerity in his voice and the smile on his face told Markel he meant it. “Thanks. I ah, I might.”

Jake and Tom were alone in their university dorm common room, their feelings for each other growing stronger with each passing day. They had been flirting and stealing glances at each other for weeks, and tonight, they couldn’t resist the temptation any longer.

Without a word, Jake pulled Tom towards him, their lips meeting in a fierce, passionate kiss. They broke apart briefly, panting heavily before diving in for more, their hands exploring each other’s bodies. Tom moaned as Jake’s hand slipped under his shirt, tracing patterns on his skin. Jake’s fingers found their way to Tom’s belt, quickly undoing it as he pulled him closer. They fell back onto the sofa, Jake on top, as they continued to kiss and touch each other. 

The room is dimly lit, and the air is thick with the scent of desire as Tom and Jake embrace passionately. As their bodies pressed against each other, the heat between them grew more intense. Jake’s lips moved down to Tom’s neck, leaving a trail of kisses as he moved lower, his hands caressing Tom’s chest. Tom arched his back, his hips grinding against Jake’s, desperate for more. 

Finally, they couldn’t take it any longer. Jake pulled away, panting heavily as he looked into Tom’s eyes. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice thick with desire. Tom nodded, his eyes full of need. “Yes, Jake,” he said. “I want you.” With that, they lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony as they gave in to their passion. 

Their hands roam each other’s bodies, caressing every inch of skin they can reach. As they kiss, their tongues dance together in a fiery tango of lust, and they both moan into each other’s mouths. Tom’s hands slide down Jake’s back, pulling him closer as they grind their hips together. Jake gasps as he feels Tom’s hard length press against him, and he can feel his own arousal growing by the second. 

They break their kiss, panting heavily as they look into each other’s eyes, their desire for each other burning hot. Tom kneels down in front of Jake, undoing his pants with practiced ease. He takes Jake’s hard length in his hand and slowly starts to stroke him, feeling him grow even harder under his touch. Jake throws his head back and moans loudly, his pleasure almost too much to bear. 

Tom takes Jake in his mouth, swirling his tongue around him and sucking gently. Jake’s fingers tangle in Tom’s hair as he thrusts into his mouth, their moans filling the room. As Jake gets closer and closer to the edge, Tom pulls away, standing up and kissing him deeply once again. They move over to the bed, and Jake pushes Tom down onto the mattress, straddling him. He takes control, moving his body against Tom’s as they both gasp and moan. Their bodies are slick with sweat as they come together, both of them crying out in ecstasy. 

Afterward, they lay tangled together in the sheets, their bodies sated and their hearts filled with love. It’s a moment of pure bliss, and they know that they’ll always have each other, no matter what the world throws their way.

His tongue slid across mine…feeling all of his

taste buds…gently retracting his tongue…burly

hands stroking the nape of my neck…burly hands

stroking the small of my back. My cheeks brush

against…the coarse hairs of his whiskers…Sunkist

orange/brown sugar/Indian red beard.

 

He draws me closer…closer…closest. His hard body

…against…mind…his hard…body…pressed…

against me. I experience his…naked flesh…hairy

chest…his rigid nipples…tantalizing…playful

…delighting the sensitive part of the my ribcage. A

descending hand cups my buttocks…squeezing…

seeing…if I am real…letting me know…know

…that he isn’t a figment…of imagination…allowing

him to…aaahh! I am happy, caressing a nude,

mounting arousal overwrought against my navel. I feel

the love…his lust…my uncontrollable excitement

…his anxious seminal flow drooling down…to

a charming snake hiding in the musty forest. Darting

your pink monster between…gooey lips…into

my eternal throat…as you please…were using

both burly hands to—travel between the valley…

outlying the riverbed to the infinite gap. My lips

slip…so does your fingers, you say. I began tasting

your broad neck…your round shoulders…back…

your fingers found a home inside me

 

I am ecstatic.

 

You are real. My nails drive into your…shoulder

blades. The surge between me and…you is complete.

Falling like water…off a cliff…my hands grope the

…mounds of bubbly flesh. Touching…Feeling…caressing

…then we part lips

 

Chapter 8

I was back to square one after I had my talk with Pete. I can’t say I wasn’t disappointed that he wasn’t the one sending the emails, but I was glad that our relationship was still as strong as ever. I was still trying to figure what to do next, I decided to reply to the last email that I received.

Hi Fan,

You said that you will talk to me the next time you see me, I am willing to meet you anywhere you would like. It appears that you already know where I live, so you are welcome to come here so we can talk. I really do want to get to know you. Please, there is no need to hide any longer.

Blake

I sent the email and watched for a reply, about half an hour later there was still no reply. I went out to the living room and talked to Pete. He gave me all the details about meeting Kayla. He was really excited about being in a new relationship.

The next morning, I got ready to go to work and quickly checked my email to see if I had gotten a reply from my mystery man, still nothing. All day at work, I logged on to my personal email, still nothing. I was thinking that my offer to meet him may have scared him off.

I went to the gym after work and had an extra hard work out, I guess I had some extra stress to work off. Drew even commented, “wow, somebody has some extra energy tonight, slow down I can’t keep up.” I finished and was leaving for home, I looked back, and Drew was already working out with Joe, I guess his wife was out of town again. I chuckled to myself on my drive home.

I walked into the apartment and Pete and Kayla were snuggled on the couch watching tv.

Pete smiled, “hey roomie, Kayla cooked supper for me, there are some leftovers if you are hungry.”

“Thanks, it does smell good, I’m going to grab a shower first, then I’ll eat.” I told them.

Kayla stood, “I’ll heat it up for you Blake.”

I took my shower and pulled on a pair of shorts. I stopped before I stepped out of my room. I guess I need to get used to wearing a shirt from now on, it wouldn’t bother me to be shirtless in front of Kayla, but I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.

I came out and Kayla handed me a plate of pasta and piece of garlic bread. It was very good, Pete and I could cook the basics, but I could get used to eating like this. I sat in the living room with them and talked about our day. She really was a sweetheart. I could see why Pete fell for her so fast. I was so comfortable talking to her that I filled her in on the whole email thing, Pete had mentioned it to her, but didn’t give her too many details. I didn’t want to be a third wheel, so I thanked Kayla for supper and went to my room. It was getting late, and I was tired from my workout, so I checked my email one more time. There was still nothing, so I went to bed.

It had been two days since the last email, I was starting to think that my admirer had chickened out and I might never know who he was. I made it to Friday and headed home. Pete wasn’t there, I assumed he was at Kayla’s. I was going to have to get used to spending my nights alone, damn, I wish my stalker would make his move.

I checked and still no new emails, I made some supper and opened a beer and fell onto the couch. I finished eating and was opening my second beer when there was a knock at the door.

I opened the door and Pete’s brother Cole was waiting on the other side.

I smiled, “hey Cole, come on in, how about joining me for a beer?”

He smiled back, “sounds great.”

I handed him a bottle, “your brother isn’t here, he’s been spending a lot of time at Kayla’s.”

He chuckled, “yeah, this one looks serious.”

I said, “she seems to be a nice girl, and Pete sure looks happy.”

Cole nodded, “yeah, my mom is already planning the wedding and buying clothes for the grandkids.”

I laughed, “so what’s been going on with you? Hey, how are Troy and Noah doing?”

He chuckled, “I guess they are doing ok, it’s kind of like Pete and Kayla, I don’t see them too much, I get the apartment to myself most nights.”

I winked at Cole, “well, I guess you and I will have to start spending more time together.”

He blushed a little bit, “um yeah.”

I sat up, “oh, no, I didn’t mean it that way, I just meant that since we both seem to be losing our roommates that we…”

He shook his head, “it’s ok, I know what you meant.” He paused a minute, “Blake, I didn’t come over here to see Pete, I wanted to talk to you.”

I said, “Sure Cole, you know you are welcome here anytime, what’s up?”

He suddenly looked nervous, “I’m not sure how to start this, so I guess I will just get straight to the point. I said the next time I see you, that I would talk to you.”

I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, “ok, you always talk to me when you see me, so…”

He stood up and started to pace, “no, yeah, I always talk to you, but I need to tell you something that is hard for me to say. I just, it’s that I…”

I stood up in front of him, “Cole, what’s going on, you can tell me anything.”

He took a deep breath, “I sent you those emails.”

I froze, just staring into his eyes.

He turned away, “oh shit, I knew I should have never started this whole thing, I’m sorry, I better go.”

I grabbed his arm, “no wait Cole. Come on, sit down let’s talk about this.” We sat on the couch. I asked, “when did you start to have these feelings?”

“Oh God, almost since the first time Pete brought you home with him, when he told me you were gay. I had been having thoughts that I was gay since high school, but just couldn’t admit it. Hell, I let Troy move in with me because he was the only gay guy I knew and secretly I was hoping something might happen with him. Like I said in the email, every time I saw you, well, I just kept thinking more and more about you.” He told me.

I was still stunned, “how did you know about those details you put in the emails?”

He said, “Pete and I tell each other everything, right after I sent the first email, he told me about the list and then when you started talking to all those guys, he told me what happened.”

I asked, “does Pete know that you sent the emails?”

He shook his head, “oh God no, this is the first thing I ever have kept from him.”

“Are you afraid that he will be upset with you if you tell him?” I asked.

He replied, “no, I think he’ll be ok with me being gay, I was just not sure how he would react to me wanting to be with his best friend.”

I laughed, “I know Pete well enough to know that he will probably be happy about that. I think that I might be the only one out there that he thinks is good enough for his little brother.”

Cole sighed, “yeah, he is a little bit overprotective, he always has been.”

We sat in silence for a minute.

Cole turned to me, “so what do we do now?”

I smiled, “I told you in my last email that I would give you a chance, so we could see how things go. I meant it.”

He asked, “so you aren’t upset with me for the whole email thing?”

I said, “well, I just wish you would have talked to me about this. You understand that at this point, I want something long term, not just a quick hook up. Is that something you might want?”

He nodded, “yes, it is, I at least want to give it a try.”

I smiled, “I can live with that, we already know each other pretty well. I would like to spend some time with you.”

He seemed to relax a bit and leaned in until our lips met, and we kissed lightly. He pulled back a little and looked into my eyes.

I asked, “are you ok?”

He nodded, “that’s the first time I kissed a guy. I think I like it.”

I pushed him back on the couch and lay on top of him and gave him a deep kiss, pushing my tongue into his hot mouth. I broke our kiss.

He grinned, “yep, I definitely liked it.” He pulled me back in and we locked our lips together as our hands roamed all over each other’s bodies. He started to pull my shirt off, I raised my arms and stood up, “come on let’s go to my bedroom, it will be more comfortable.” As soon as I closed the door, we were both naked and rolling around on my bed, kissing and rubbing our hard cocks together. I flipped around and we soon were sucking each other, like a newborn calf on his mother’s udder. Cole lifted his leg a little and I ran my tongue along the crack of ass. He jumped, “oh my God, was that your tongue?”

I chuckled, “yeah, it’s called a rim job.”

He gasped, “is that what a rim job is?”

I laughed, “oh, I have so much to teach you.” I dove back into his ass, forcing my tongue in as deep as I could. I sat up and replaced my tongue with the head of my spit covered cock, Cole spread his cheeks. I slowly pushed in, once he had adjusted to the invasion, I pumped in and out. Cole was so tight and warm that I was soon flooding his guts with my hot cum. I kissed Cole as my dick slipped from his cum lubed hole. He reached down to stroke his cock, I swatted his hand away and pushed his legs down. I crawled up and put my legs over his waist, aimed his rock-hard dick at my hole and lowered myself onto him. His eyes widened as I sank to engulf his entire length.

He gasped, “holy shit, that is tighter than any pussy I have ever been in.”

I smiled at him as I started to bounce up and down, within minutes he was unloading his cum in my hole. Once his spasms stopped, we kissed for another ten minutes. I rolled off him and lay beside him as we caught our breath, both of us hot and sweaty.

I asked, “you ok?”

He nodded, “yes, that was pretty amazing, I did like that rim job thing. I never had anyone do that to me before. I think I would like to try to do that to you.”

I chuckled, “we’ll have plenty of time to try new things with each other.”

Cole wrapped me in a hug, “yeah, I guess you’re right.”

I said, “let’s take a quick shower.”

He followed me to my bathroom, and we washed each other so clean that we both watched another load of cum shoot out of our cocks and run down the drain.

As I was drying Cole off, I asked him, “do you want to spend the night?”

He looked unsure, “do you want me to?”

I kissed him, “yes, I do.” I took his hand and led him back to the bed, we crawled under the covers and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

I woke the next morning with Cole’s morning wood lodged in my ass crack. I smiled to myself as I remembered the previous night. I turned to face him as he opened his eyes and smiled back at me.

“Good morning, how did you sleep?” I asked.

He replied, “very well, thanks.”

I gave him a quick kiss, “are you ok with all of this?”

He nodded, “oh yes, I wished I would have talked to you sooner. I’m sorry I acted like a little kid.”

“Well, it’s all out in the open now, let’s just move forward from here.” I told him.

He kissed me and asked, “do you smell coffee and bacon cooking?”

I said, “yeah, now that you mention it, I do.” We got out of bed and pulled on our underwear, I walked into the kitchen to see Pete cooking breakfast.

He saw me walked in, “morning Blake, sounds like you had a good a night, he is welcome to join us for breakfast, I’m cooking plenty.”

I asked, “you heard us?”

He grinned, “yep, when Kayla and I came in last night, you were going at it pretty good, it made her extra horny. So, thanks for that.”

Cole walked in and stood behind me, Pete did a double take, “what the hell?”

I said, “don’t be mad, Cole came over last night to tell…”

Pete yelled, “hey Kayla, I told you it was Cole, He finally told Blake it was him that sending the emails.”

Kayla came out of Pete’s room with a big smile, “really? You were right? Oh, they look so cute standing there in their underwear all embarrassed.”

I looked at Cole as he asked Pete, “so you knew it was me sending those emails?”

He nodded, “well, I wasn’t 100% sure but, I suspected it after the second one, but when you talked about Alex I knew for sure. You were the only one beside me and Blake that knew about that.”

I asked, “so you knew Cole was gay?”

Pete threw his hand up, “oh please, I knew right after the first time he met you. He was asking all kinds of questions about you and every time I mentioned you his eyes just lit up and he got all flustered. I can’t believe you never picked up on it, you’re usually pretty good at noticing those things.”

I scratched my head, “well shit, I guess I missed that.”

Cole’s face was still red, “ok, so we all know now, can we just have some breakfast.”

 

The End.

I travel a lot for work, which I used to like,  but now I’m married, not so much. Ever since COVID I have appreciated staying home more. So now when I travel I try to do it in as short a time as possible. Sometimes this means cramming a lot into a short period, hence doing long days and even working into evenings, which I am fine with as I usually have nothing else to do but hang out in a hotel bar or my room. However this last trip I was surprised by an encounter that really opened my eyes to a sexual side of myself that was exciting to explore.

This trip proved to be exhausting. I had the three long days and nights of troubleshooting and we still did not find the issue. This meant we had to come up with some quick patches until I could come back. I hate it when things don’t go to plan and was frustrated with myself for not finding the issue. I knew stepping away would be good but still annoyed that I had to plan a second trip. Knowing there was little I could do, I finished early and decided to head straight to the bar for a drink. I did not even bother changing, and was still in work slacks and white shirt. I like to wear long sleeve shirts on the job as it hides my arm length tattoos. I am not ashamed of them but I am very aware as to how colleagues can view me, so I keep them hidden. But now that the day was done, and it was a hot day,  I rolled up my sleeves, loosened my tie and opened my top button on my shirt. As my shirt was a slim fit, the rolled sleeves were tight and I was aware how they emphasized my muscular arms. I have developed quite the toned body from working out in hotel gyms, during my down time. Because of this, I like to wear clothes that emphasize my physique, and I find the attention I get is flattering. 

As I was alone I took a seat at the bar and ordered my whiskey on rocks. I needed something strong to quickly cut the edge off the day. As I was sipping on my drink,  the bar and patio began to fill up as attendees of an on-site conference. Annoyed by the increased noise level, I kept to myself and focused on my drink when I saw a guy standing by me trying to get the bar staff’s attention. I looked up and noticed the guy was also in a business suit. He was cute, slim, and medium height with light brown hair and sparkling brown eyes. It seemed like he might be gay, which was confirmed by the way he blushed and the way he embarrassingly looked away when our eyes met. He then proceeded to avoid my gaze for the rest of the time he was at the bar. I was used to this kind of response from gay men, I have been told I have a resting bitch face, that makes me come across as cold and unapproachable. Given I was previously focused on the stress of that day and annoyed by the crowded bar, I am sure that he read in my expression that I  was far from welcoming. When his drinks ordered,  I tried to make light conversation and commented on him buying a whisky. He seemed shocked I was talking to him and asked me to repeat myself. I made some joke about most gay guys not usually drinking whiskey which unfortunately  he took the wrong way. Seeing this as a lost cause I just turned away to focus back on my drink. 

As someone who was bad at flirting, I was used to these awkward situations. Gay men always intimidate me. Despite being confident in daily life, and being what I would consider a relatively handsome man, when in the presence of other gay men, any self assurance I might have all disappears. In those moments I get in my head and feel as if I am being assessed. As I see myself not measuring up, I often become standoffish, a ploy to preemptively protect myself from potential negative judgment, sabotaging any interaction before it happens. As this has become standard for me, I have become used to this game and now as a married man, I just ignore these interactions and return to focusing on other things. After this last interaction, I just decided that  I would just grab a bite and head back to my room.

 I reached out to the bar staff and asked  if I was allowed to smoke outside on the patio. They told me yes, so I walked over to the patio and took a seat. One of the pleasures of being away from my husband was that I was allowed to partake in one of my other passions, cigars. I enjoyed smoking, but my husband did not love this about me. So when I traveled I would always find time to grab a smoke or two. Once seated on the patio, I took my cigar I had in my breast pocket and lighter from my back pocket and put them on the table ready for later. When a waiter finally came by, I placed an order for some food and a bottle of beer and then sat back and waited. It was then that I noticed I was now sitting in the eye shot of the guy from the bar. I could feel that he kept looking my way, so I tried not to look back. I was not in the mood for this cat and mouse game. In my experience even if he was interested he would be unlikely to approach me and since I was unlikely to do the same, there seemed no point to engage so I tried my best to ignore him, although he was persistent. When my food and beer arrived, I focused on that. Once I was done, I now got to move my attention to my cigar. I had been looking forward to this all day. There is something about smoking cigars I find immediately arousing. I have always been drawn to the confidence of men who smoke cigars, and there was something about having one myself that made me feel like them. I know the smell annoyed some people, but once the cigar was lit I no longer cared about them or anything else. 

With my cigar lit, I leaned back in my chair to enjoy the moment. I then became aware again that the guy at the bar was still staring at me. It was then that I decided, screw it, if he wants to watch I would give him a show. I turned my chair around so I was facing right at him and took a long drag of my cigar. I then reached down to adjust my cock which was growing from the arousal from smoking the cigar. I saw that he was looking right at my groin, playing close attention to what my hand was doing. Egged on by his attention, I began to run my hand over my engorged cock, slowly drawing my hand along his trousers to highlight it more. I slowly caressed my dick while taking another inhale from the cigar. His attention was fixed. I then slowly took my hand away and took a swig of my beer. Now the show was over his attention went back to his friends at his table. So I decided that I would head back to my room, but before this I needed to take a leak. I downed my beer and stood up and headed to the outside bathroom. As I walked over, I noticed that the guy was watching my move. I decided to play with him and did not allow us to break eye contact as I made my way to the bathroom. 

I found this whole scene so pathetic but strangely familiar.This was not the first gay man who clearly found me attractive but was too intimidated to come and talk to me. The constant staring at first is always flattering but after a while it just becomes pitiful. Although I know that I am supposed to read this as a signal to approach him, given my awkwardness when I do approach, I saw no point. Knowing this game well, I just let it play out, flattered that I still had men who found me attractive, and continued on my way. When I arrived at the bathroom, I walked up to the urinal and pulled out my still slightly engorged cock. I took a puff of my cigar, while I focused on peeing. I had drank a lot and my stream was forceful. As I was peeing I heard someone else enter the bathroom. It was him, he walked up to the stall and stood next to me. I was surprised to see him. Did he follow me here? It seemed like too much of a coincidence. But again he did not look at me but started to relieve himself. Was he still waiting for me to make the move? I then heard a person leave the stall and wash his hands and leave. After that I saw him look at my cock as I was finishing up. I took a puff of my cigar and my confidence became inflated. With that I decided that if this fucker wants to play, I was ready for this. While he was watching I made sure he saw me leave, my cock still out. I then decided to walk to the now empty stall. I leaned up against the wall and took a puff on my cigar. It was his move. 

I immediately heard footsteps getting closer.  He walked into the stall and shut the door. He then leaned against the wall opposite and just stared at me. It was then realized he was scared. The fucker still did not say a word and just continued to stare at me, just waiting. As I drew on my cigar, I started to get mad, what the fuck was wrong with this guy. This was pathetic. Here I was again, another gay man waiting for me to make the move. Sick of these fucking games, I decided that if this was how it was to play out I would give him something he would not forget. Without giving it much more thought, I took the cigar from my lips and spat in his face. I wanted him to know how little respect I had for him. I then grabbed him by his shoulders and pushed him to his knees. He was now at cock level. I knew this was what he was waiting for, he fantasized about sucking the cock of some fucking alpha that scared the shit out of him. I decided before giving it to him that I would do one final release of my bladder. Before he knew what was happening I let out a stream of piss. I sprayed it all over his face, into his mouth and all in his hair. In my anger I just wanted to degrade him. Let him see how pathetic I saw him. Despite the shock and fear on his face, he clearly was still aroused by his treatment. I quickly then grabbed my dick and shoved it into his mouth. He finally got his reward.

He clearly was more than eager to help me out. This fucking cocksucker certainly lived up to his name. He worked my dick with his tongue like a pro, but before he could think about next steps, I grabbed the back of his head and rammed my cock all the way in.  He took the whole thing with ease, gagging slightly as my dick hit the back of his throat. I took it out and rammed it in again. Treating his throat like just another fuck toy. I was brought back to the moment when I heard someone walk in to take a piss. I let go of his head. The scene in front of me took on a new light. I was reminded that I was a married man. With this, my rage at his pitiful behavior, and for treating me like nothing more than some pathetic player in his weird fantasy, slowly subside. I was frozen in place. As the man outside  peed he returned to working my cock. 

The fucker was good. He knew how to really work a cock. I decided at that moment that the only thing to do was just enjoy what was happening. I focused back on my cigar as he continued to suck me off. Once the guy at urinal was done and left, I could feel I was getting close. I knew I wanted to make sure that this pathetic whore took my full load. He was not going to get off easy. I took charge again,  grabbed his head and resumed fucking his face. I did one final hard thrust and pushed his head onto my tool as I shot my load down the back of his throat. He gagged but swallowed it all. As I slowly pulled out he continued to suck on my cock. cleaning it as I pulled it fully out. Once done, I tucked it back into his trousers. He then stood up and stared at me again and smiled. It was clear this was how he was hoping it would go down. I asked if he enjoyed it and he just nodded. I could not lie that I did too. After the day I had, it was great to have a chance to get out my aggression and stress. The fact it included a blowjob was a bonus. I smiled and then leaned in to kiss him. I told him where he could find me if he wanted a repeat later. With that I exited the stall and left the bathroom to head back to my room. 

 

Once back, I was overwhelmed with a combination of guilt and excitement.  What had I just done? More importantly, who was I? That was not me. I am not someone to abuse someone, to just use them for sexual pleasure. however there was no question that I enjoyed it. The fear in his eyes was arousing and the power I felt in that situation was liberating. In that moment his pleasure became unimportant, not even a secondary concern, as everything became focused on me, and who doesn’t want to have that experience at least sometimes. Nonetheless i felt a little uncomfortable about it all. I knew I needed to brush these thoughts aside since I had invited him up. I realized if he came I could explain it all then, although if he did come then clearly he liked it rough, so I might need to play it by ear. While I waited, I decided to get a glass of whiskey and light another cigar. This was my second for the day, which was not usual for me, but it calmed my nerves. Thankfully I had booked myself in the smoking wing of the hotel. Although I did not love the stale smell of cigarettes which usually permeated from everything in these rooms, it was worth the luxury of enjoying a cigar in my room. I realized I had forgotten to ask him if he cared about me smoking, but given that I was smoking the whole time I have to assume it was alright given he never spoke to me.

Still a little drunk, I took a sip of my whiskey, as I waited, hoping,  thoughts just rushed through my head. I went from arousal reflecting on the moment, to concern he wasn’t coming, to a feeling of rejection, then annoyance that I was just another fucking story for this slut to tell his friends, then back to anger at of how pathetic it was he said nothing the whole time. As I landed on fury, I thought only how things would play out if he dared to show his face and it would not be good for him. It was then I heard footsteps outside my door. I turned to watch as the door opened. Having given up on him, I was a little surprised to see him show up. Still angry, I just stared at him and asked if he was ready for a proper fucking. Again he said nothing and began walking closer. I then put the cigar back in my mouth and undid my pant zipper to release my hardening cock. Without further instruction he got to his knees and took my cock in his hand and began sucking onto the tip of my dick. 

As I leaned back in my chair I was reminded what a great cock sucker he was. This time he took it slow looking up at me as I smoked my cigar. At that moment I could take a better look at him. He was younger than me by at least a decade. He was cute with large green brown eyes. This moment felt more intimate. It was then I realized that I was still in my work attire and so started to undress, taking off my shirt. Although I was enjoying this moment, the more I stared at him, the more I thought about how different this was to our previous encounter, how rough I was and how he seemed to enjoy that. I started to worry that this was not what he came for, that he was here to see a different side of me, the more aggressive side of me. A side of me I realized I hardly knew.

I decided I had to switch it up, so I told him to stand up. I knew if I was to do this right I could not look at him, so I spun him around. I then leaned into his ear and whispered, “You are about to get the fucking of your life”. I then pushed his head down over the sofa so his arse was raised. He had a beautiful arse with perfect round orbs. I greased my fingers with the lube and muscle relaxer I had left by the table. Then I used my fingers to probe his boi hole, I stretched it out with additional fingers. Once it was clear it was stretched enough I grabbed my cock and guided it towards that man-pussy. I circled his hole slowly to tease him before entering his arse. There was considerable resistance at first but slowly I was able to get my member fully in. I stopped with my balls resting against his taint. I waited until he was used to my intrusion. I then focused on what I knew he came for, an aggressive fucking. I pulled my cock almost fully out and then rammed it back in fast. The little resistance from his arse and the whimper he let out aroused me and I felt my cock swell even more. I then repeated this over and over, each time I felt more and more powerful, the release of aggressiveness on this boy’s cunt was intoxicating, only fuelling me to go harder and deeper with each thrust. 

When I was once again balls deep in this slut’s arse, I stopped to get my breath. This pause quickly brought back into the moment. I started to feel bad for the boi, even if he wanted this, I could not use him. So I decided to flip him onto his back so I was facing him. I raised his legs in the air and then returned my cock back into his arse. Staring at his beautiful eyes I continued to fuck him as aggressively as I could, but got harder to keep it up as I stared at him. As I fucked him I heard his breathe get heavier, and his cock began to twitch. I began to fuck him harder as he tipped back his head, rolled back his eyes and came all over his chest. Seeing him come without anyone touching his cock was rewarding. This was the reassurance I needed  that he might be enjoying himself at this moment. I knew that I was not far either, so I kept going, with each thrust I knew that I was tickling his prostate more, intensifying his orgasm. I was close, and with one final thrust, I came deep in his arse. After I shot my last load, I collapsed forward, pulled myself free, and rolled onto my back. We laid side by side, spent from our activities. 

As I gained my composure I was not sure what was next. What do you do after this? Previously, I would just ask if they wanted to stay, but I didn’t even know this guy’s name and he hardly acknowledged my existence, other than to use me. So I just assumed I should politely let him leave. As he stood up to get his stuff, I blurted out “heading out already?” He looked at him surprised. Then he said, ” I just assumed twice in one day might be more than most men could handle”. I just smiled and said, we can do other things beside fucking…  I did not know what that might be but he was happy to see he decided to stay and find out. I only hope he decides to talk because this could be awkward. 😉

The following is based on a true story and contains a range of sexual activities.

1.

“Do you speak English?” the twenty-eight-year-old man asked the eighteen-year-old boy as he arrived on the beach dripping wet having waded through the water after climbing out of the rubber dinghy from France. It had been a perilous journey, but it was either that or death in his country of birth.

“A little.”

“What’s your name?”

“Hussain”

“Where have you come from?”

“Afghanistan”

“Why?”

Hussain quickly glanced around him to see who was near enough to hear his answer. Satisfied nobody else could hear, he replied, “I’m gay”.

“Do you have family or a friend with you?”

“No, I’m alone.”

“Okay, Hussain. I’m Eric and this is Bako, my associate. We’re here to help you. If you come with us, we can make you legal and find you work.”

Hussain looked at Bako who smiled at him. “You’re safe with us”, the twenty-four-year-old Nigerian said. “We can help you skip the immigration process, but you need to come quickly because they’re on their way to arrest all of you.”

Hussain was shivering from cold and hungry, so decided to accept the offer.

“Thank you” he replied with tears in his eyes. Bako placed an arm around him as he and Eric quickly led him away from the others who’d travelled with him on the dinghy. He was soon seated inside the back of a car and felt the warmth begin to seep into his cold body.

“Let’s get these wet clothes off you” Bako said who was sitting beside him. He began removing Hussain’s clothes until he was stark naked. Hussain rubbed him down with a warm towel, making particular attention of the lad’s crotch. “You’ve got a nice body” he smiled.

“Thank you” Hussain replied. Once dried, he was given a pair of sweatpants to put on and a matching top with nothing underneath. His own shoes had been ruined by the water, so he was given a pair of canvas shoes which weren’t ideal but covered his feet. His own clothes had been put into a black bin bag. He never saw them again.

“Where are we going?” he asked hesitantly.

“To London, where there’s plenty of excitement and lots of money to make” Bako smiled, wrapping his arm around him to snuggle him close.

“If anyone asks who you are” Eric said as he speedily drove away from the Sussex beach where Hussain had arrived, “say you’re Bako’s mixed-race cousin. Understood?”

“Yes” Hussain replied, wondering why the subterfuge.

“You’ll be safe with us” Bako smiled, pulling the younger lad closer and placed a hand on his thigh. As they drove, Hussain was conscious of the hand slowly making its way to his crotch. He’d had clandestine gay sex with guys in Afghanistan, so it didn’t bother him. The hand eventually reached the cock inside his sweatpants. It slowly rubbed the flaccid organ which reacted to Bako’s touch.

“You like that, don’t you.”

Hussain nodded. Bako slipped his hand down the front of Hussain’s sweatpants and felt the naked flesh which was now hard. He told him to slip the sweatpants down his legs to expose his erection. Bako massaged it for a few moments before slipping down his own sweatpants. He too had nothing on underneath, so his stiff black cock jumped to attention.

“Suck it” he instructed Hussain. He momentarily paused but went down on the enticing organ. He loved sucking cock. He continued sucking until Bako had shot his load into his mouth. He licked off the remaining spunk and grinned at him. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you.”

Hussain nodded, not sure what to say.

Eric smiled to himself. They’d picked a good one. “Everything okay back there?”

Bako chuckled. “Spot on, boss.”

***

They eventually arrived at their destination, which was an unassuming two bed house in Camden. Eric parked the car in the driveway which had originally been the front garden. Parking in the road had now been banned, so most houses had done the same. Hussain followed Bako out of the car, having pulled up his sweatpants.

“Come on in. This is your new home for the time-being” Eric announced. “Strip off” he added.

Hussain paused and looked at Bako.

“The boss likes us to be naked in the house” he smiled and immediately removed his own clothes, which also consisted of sweatpants and top plus a pair of trainers. Once naked, Hussain silently gasped at the beautiful black naked body with the thick cock and large balls hanging between his legs.

“There’s one simple rule in this house” Eric said. “You do as I say at all times. So, if I say strip, then that’s what you do. Understood?”

“Yes” Hussain replied as he hastily removed his clothes.

“Yes, boss” Eric replied.

“Yes, boss” Hussain repeated.

Once naked, Eric viewed the manhood in front of him. “I think he’ll do, don’t you, Bako?”

“Yes, boss.”

Eric took Hussain’s cock into his hand, and it immediately reacted. He then grasped the balls and gently squeezed them. Hussain silently gasped. He loved his cock being held.

“Take him upstairs and wash him. He stinks” Eric told Bako.

As they made their way, Eric admired his associate’s naked butt. He loved the sight of the beautiful smooth black arse and loved fucking it. He’d found him wandering around Soho four years ago. He’d arrived in England illegally and had nowhere to go. Eric took him in and through guys he knew, had documents produced to legitimise his status. Provided he didn’t fall foul of the law, he was safe.

Since then, they’d collected several lads who’d entered the UK illegally and used them as gay prostitutes. They currently had five working for them and making a nice profit. Hussain would add to that. They kept them in a white-painted terraced house sandwiched between Kensington High Street and the King’s Road. To anyone walking by they’d never realise it was a gay brothel. The five lads came from countries where homosexuality was illegal, so they’d come to the UK for a better life. They were kept naked in the house so they couldn’t run away. They only dressed when accompanied by Eric or Bako to go to clients who didn’t want to visit the brothel, but they were treated well and paid a handsome payment when they reached an age when clients weren’t interested in them.

Upstairs, Bako took Hussain into the bathroom which had been converted into a wet room.

“Let’s shower, so you’re smelling sweet for the boss” Bako grinned. He turned on the shower and began to lather Hussain’s naked body. Hussain just stood there watching him do so. He felt Bako wash his butt and then felt a finger enter his arse.

“Ah” he grunted as the finger probed inside.

“You like that?”

“Yes” he replied.

When Bako reached his cock, he massaged it in his soapy hand. It was soon hard, and he groaned again. He was then turned around and bent over. He felt Bako’s erect cock enter him and proceed to fuck. He loved being fucked, so was happy to let it happen, despite it being bareback. Several minutes later he heard Bako gasp and guessed that his arse was now being filled with cum.

Once washed and dried, they returned downstairs. His sweatpants and top was nowhere to be seen, neither was the black bin bag with his other clothes.

“Okay?” Eric asked Bako.

“Perfect” he grinned.

“Okay, let’s eat” Eric replied and led them into an open plan kitchen that had a table at one end. Like the rest of the house, the windows were covered with a heavy net curtain. Seeing him looking at them, Eric said, “Never open the net curtains. Understood.”

“Yes, boss” Hussain replied as he sat at the table. It seemed odd being naked along with Bako and Eric fully clothed, although he’d later find out they he too only wore sweatpants and top with nothing underneath.

The chicken and mushroom pie with new potatoes and gravy tasted good. His stomach was rumbling since he’d not eaten for several hours. Eric admitted that he wasn’t a cook but managed to produce reasonable meals with pies such as this from the supermarket. Otherwise it was carton packed ready-made meals, or fish and chips or pizzas delivered from local restaurants.

***

After they’d finished eating Hussain helped Bako clear away the dishes. They then joined Eric in the living room. He was naked to the waist and Hussain admired his well-formed torso.

“There’s a brandy for each of you on the table” he smiled. Bako sat on the sofa and indicated for Hussain to do the same. Once seated, he was given a brandy. “I think we should welcome our sixth recruit” Eric smiled and instructed Bako to prepare three lines of white powder. Hussain watched him do so. He’d never used drugs before but had seen other guys do so.

Eric snorted the first line and Bako the second. He was then instructed to snort the third. Once inside his nostril he felt the rush to his head. He liked the feeling.

“Get him hard” Eric told Hussain.

“Yes, boss” he replied and knelt between Bako’s legs, taking the semi-erect organ into his mouth. As he sucked, Eric leant forward and fingered his arse. Having cock in his mouth and a finger up his arse caused his own cock to go hard.

When Bako was fully erect, Eric told him to fuck the new lad. Suitably lubricated, he inserted his long hard black cock into Hussain’s arse which was now bent over the arm of the sofa. Hussain grunted as the big head breached him and gritted his teeth as it continued to fuck him hard. He then realised that Eric was filming the action.

“Take him up to the spare room” Eric told Bako after he’d dumped his load.

“Yes, boss” he replied.

As they entered, Hussain saw a double bed stripped to its bottom sheet with a video camera on a tripod at the end facing the bed and another on one side. He watched the naked Bako switch on lights which were directed towards the bed.

“What’s happening?” Hussain timidly asked.

Bako grinned. “The boss wants to fuck your arse whilst I film it. Anybody who watches gay porn on the internet will be able to watch your beautiful tight arse being fucked. You’ll be a star.”

“Okay” Eric announced as he walked in stark naked, “on your knees and get that arse in the air.”

Hussain looked at him and his eyes zoned in on the huge stiff cock that was aching for action. Bako took hold of him and roughly pushed him down onto the bed into a kneeling position, spreading his legs wide apart so his hole was nicely stretched. “Don’t move” he told him whilst Eric adjusted the side camera to film the action.

“Spank his arse” Eric demanded as he zoomed onto it using the camera at the end of the bed. Bako selected a spanking paddle from the array of sex toys nearby and proceeded to use it on Hussain’s buttocks.

“Ah” he cried as the first stroke struck his bare flesh. “Ah, fuck” he cried again as the next stroke hit his other buttock. His flesh was now stinging but the spanking continued until both buttocks were bright red. Eric indicated for him to stop and told him to squeeze the balls hanging between the legs. “Ahh” Hussain screamed as the pain shot through his body.

“You’ll get used to it” Eric laughed. “You may even begin to enjoy it.” Satisfied that the end camera was filming the red arse, he handed the portable camera to Bako. “Okay, let’s film this arse being fucked good and hard.” Satisfied that Bako was in position, he plunged his big cock into the waiting arse. Hussain screamed as it entered him and proceeded to give him a long hard fuck. He lost all sense of time but estimated the action must have continued for at least twenty-minutes before Eric pulled out, shooting his load over the entrance for the benefit of the camera, and plunged back in for another ten minutes.

Finally, the fucking stopped, and Eric gave each buttock a hard slap. Hussain’s head collapsed onto the bed with tears running down his face. What he didn’t know was that Bako was ready to fuck again so his arse received another roasting whilst Eric filmed the action.

“Excellent. That footage should net us a tidy sum once it’s uploaded to a porn site” Eric laughed.

“Yeah” Bako grinned. “And he’s a nice fuck. Clients will love fucking that arse.”

“There’s a duvet and pillow in the corner, so make up the bed for yourself. Tomorrow you’ll be taken to the house where you’ll be living and working. Sleep well. You’ll need it.”

“What will I be doing?” Hussain asked tentatively.

“You’ll find out tomorrow” Eric replied leaving the room.

“Just do as you’re told, and you’ll be fine” Bako told him after Eric had left. “You might even enjoy it” he grinned as he collected the two cameras and left the room. Hussain sat on the bed trying to process what was happening. All he did know was that his life couldn’t be worse than it had been in his home country.

2.

The following morning, Hussain was driven to the house in Kensington having been given his tracksuit top and bottoms to wear. Bako sat beside him and before they drove off, he fitted a blindfold over Hussain’s eyes. “Boss doesn’t want you to see where we’re going, so don’t touch it. Understood?”

“Yes”

Eric parked the car in the garage at the back of the property and Hussain was led into the house, his blindfold having been removed.

“Hi, boss” a naked Malik greeted the three arrivals. He was a twenty-three-year-old African who’d been made homeless at the age of eighteen when his father found out he was gay. He’d travelled to London and met Eric, who took him home and fucked him senseless before offering the job to manage the Kensington house. He enjoyed his job and the perks that went with it.

“How many clients?” Eric asked.

“One in room one. Three others due this afternoon and four this evening.”

“Gather the other lads together. I want to introduce our new recruit.”

Malik made haste to do as the boss had asked.

“Strip off” Bako told Hussain, knowing that the boss wanted all boys, including himself, naked once inside the house. Whilst Hussain obeyed, he did the same.

“I need a pee” Hussain pleaded once stark naked. Eric looked at him and asked if he had a full bladder. He confirmed that he had, having not had time to go before they left.

“Excellent. Take him to the piss room” he grinned. “And hold it until I say you can go” he added.

Bako led him to a small room at the end of the corridor which had a tiled floor and a plastic mattress on the floor. Hussain looked at the bare room wondering what was going on. Within seconds, four naked guys the same age as him walked in with Eric.

“You know what to do, so get to it” Eric told them as he prepared his video camera. Hussain was pushed down on his back and his legs lifted over his chest. Two lads held them wide apart over his shoulder. Another prepared his stiff cock and plunged it into Hussain’s open arse. Another pressed on his bladder and told him to let rip. He did, and a golden stream of piss shot into the air, landing on his chest. Another lad who was holding a leg, directed his cock onto Hussain’s face and let rip. Warm piss flowed over his face. He was told to open his mouth and the flow was directed into it. Another lad commenced pissing and his flow added to the other. Hussain could taste the golden nectar and was pleasantly surprised by its taste.

The guy fucking had now deposited his load and another guy took over. Once he’d dumped his load, another took his place until all four had fucked him plus Malik. The whole action was filmed by Eric, making another profitable porn video for uploading to a porn site.

“Clean up” Eric barked at Hussain as he left the room with Malik and three of the boys.

“Hi, I’m Omari. I’ll help you clean up. You’ll be sharing a room with me and Zan.”

As they mopped up the piss, washed the floor and the plastic mattress, Omari explained that he was an eighteen-year-old African who’d lost both parents in a boating accident before Eric found him wandering the streets.

“It’s a good life, provided you enjoy sex” he laughed. The boss appears strict but he’s a kind-hearted man beneath his stern exterior so provided you do as you’re told, you’ll be okay.” He added that Zan was Eastern European, also eighteen. “He arrived by boat as an illegal immigrant, but Eric gave him a home and work.”

“What work do we do?” Hussain asked, although he was beginning to have an idea.

Omari laughed. “Sex, of course. Guys rent us for gay sex, either here or at a location of their choosing. You soon get used to it and enjoy it.”

Hussain nodded, as he gave the floor a final wipe over.

“Come. I’ll show you, our room. It’s not much but it’s a bed and good food.” Omari led him down to the basement which had been converted into two rooms that each accommodated three beds, and a shower room plus separate toilet. “The six client rooms are upstairs. You’ll see those later.”

Hussain looked at the room without natural light, which would now be his bedroom. Having no clothes there was no wardrobe but a towel, flannel and toothbrush was laying on the bed.

“We’d better get back upstairs. You’ll be with me today so you can learn how to satisfy clients. Some book for a massage which normally follows us being fucked by them, and others just want sex. You’ll soon get the hang of it.”

Upstairs, Omari took him into a living room at the back of the house where the other four lads were waiting for a client. He introduced him to Zan and the other two who shared the second room in the basement with the guy who was with a client.

“You’re a great fuck” one of them chuckled. “Nice tight arse. Clients love that.”

Hussain sat down beside Omari and looked at the other three naked bodies. He still found it strange being naked all the time but no doubt he’d get used to it.

The next client arrived, and he’d chosen Omari. “We’re on. Follow me” Omari told Hussain who followed him nervously into the reception room.

“Oh yes. Fucking gorgeous. Do I get two for the price of one?” the client grinned.

Malik explained that Hussain was a new recruit, so was a trainee.

“Excellent. He looks a lovely fuck” the client replied.

They made their way to the assigned bedroom and the client was invited to have a shower which he accepted, provided Hussain joined him. With that agreed, Hussain helped him undress and led him to the bathroom where they had an enjoyable shower. Back in the sex room, the client laid face down on the bed and Omari proceeded to massage him with Hussain taking over every so often.

“Mm. That feels brilliant” the client announced after Hussain had massaged his back and buttocks in accordance with Omari’s instructions.

“You’re a natural” Omari told Hussain as he caressed the buttocks. Having massaged the legs and moved his hands well into the crotch, the client was told to turn over. His cock was already hard and bobbing up and down. Omari told Hussain to straddle the client and massage his shoulders, rubbing their erect cocks together as he did so. He slowly moved down the body until he reached the stiff cock. He gently rubbed it through his hand, causing the client to groan with pleasure. He took hold of the balls and rolled them in his other hand.

With the massage complete, Hussain was told to go onto his knees with his arse in the air. The client was delighted as he inserted his stiff naked cock into the tight arse. He continued fucking until he’d shot his load over Hussain’s back. He then wanted to fuck Omari, so he took Hussain’s place and watched the cock fuck him.

Having said goodbye to the satisfied client, Hussain and Omari returned to the living room.

“How did he do?” Malik asked.

“He’s a natural and the client loved fucking his arse” Omari reported.

“Excellent. You can now have a rest until your next client arrives in an hour’s time” Malik told Hussain. He smiled and watched Malik return to his office at the front of the house.

“Did you enjoy being fucked by your first client?” Zan giggled.

Hussain nodded. He had enjoyed it as he realised this was to be his life from now on.

An hour later his next client arrived. This time he was on his own, so he had the task of greeting the client once he’d paid Malik the requisite fee.

“I’m Hussain. Would you like a shower before we begin?”

“Hi, Hussain. I’m Terry. Yeah, a shower would be nice. Are you gonna join me?”

Hussain grinned and nodded as he commenced undressing Terry. Once naked, they walked along to the bathroom. Another client was just finishing. They acknowledged one another and Terry led Hussain to one of the shower heads. As they showered, he manhandled Hussain’s naked body, feeling his cock, his balls and even inserted a soapy finger into his arse.

“I’m so gonna enjoy fucking this beautiful arse” Terry giggled.

He too had opted for the full body to body massage followed by sex, so once back inside the sex room, Hussain commenced the massage with Terry lying face down.

“How long have you been doing this?” he asked, as hands massaged his back.

“This is my first day” Hussain replied.

“Mm, lucky me. So a new arse to fuck.”

With the massage complete, Terry told Hussain to lay on his back with his arms outstretched. He then fastened his wrists to the metal bedhead using the handcuffs provided. His legs were then lifted over his head and his feet were fastened onto the bedhead using leather restraints around his ankles.

With his arse now wide open, Terry took great delight in fingering it. First with one finger, then two and finally with three. Hussain looked up at the camera he knew was hidden in the light fitting and knew Malik would be monitoring what was going on just in case a client became too heavy handed. Omari had also told him that the camera was recording the action and edited parts of action would be uploaded to a porn site with the client’s face blanked out.

***

Throughout the next month Hussain was fucked by numerous guys. Some young, some old, some slim and good-looking, others not so, but he knew he had to endure it. Besides, it was better than having to constantly look over his shoulder waiting to be outed and arrested to be thrown off the top of a building because of his sexuality, which was something he could do nothing about. He’d been born that way, but the authorities were too dumb to work that out.

“The boss wants to see you two” Malik told Omari and Hussain.

“What about?” Omari asked.

“How the fuck should I know. Just go.”

“Am I in trouble?” Hussain whispered to Omari as they made their way to the office.

“Fuck no. You’re doing good. The clients love you.”

“Come in, guys and sit down.”

Both sat with their legs wide apart as usual, showing off all they had to offer. Eric smiled at them, enjoying the view. “A client has rented both of you to do a strip act in front of a group of friends at his house in Kent. Bako will drive you there and stay to drive you back, which could be in the early hours of the morning. Any questions?”

“Do we know how many guys in total?” Omari asked.

“Five, two of whom will be guys in their early twenties. Bako will give you the details on the way down. The client is paying well over the odds, so don’t fuck it up and give them a good show.”

Omari assured the boss they would although Hussain hadn’t a clue where to start. He’d never seen a strip show. Bako took them into the living room and went through the routine he had in mind.

“We can talk more about it on the way down, but first, put this on.” He gave each of them a G-string plus their usual sweatpants and top. Once dressed they followed him to a car outside, which was another upmarket electric one. As Hussain climbed into the back with Omari, he wondered how many cars the boss owned.

As he drove, Bako went through the routine in more detail. Satisfied they had grasped what he wanted, he sat back and drove.

“Hi, I’m Oliver” a guy in his thirties said as he welcomed them into the house which looked massive to Hussain. It was situated on the outskirts of Maidstone and was set in its own grounds. “Let’s have some tea whilst we go through tonight’s event.” He then called for a lad named Bruno who looked about Hussain’s age. “Tea for three and some of your delicious cakes, please.” The lad nodded and made his retreat. Omari’s cock reacted as he thought about fucking Bruno’s cute arse, but he guessed he got plenty of that from Oliver.

Whilst they waited, they discussed what the lads had in mind.

“That sounds perfect. Tristan is twenty and Andrew is his twin brother. They’ll both be willing to take part. Ah, here’s the tea. Thank you, Bruno. Is everything ready for this evening’s party?” Bruno confirmed that it was. “In that case, come and sit on my lap whilst we have tea.”

Having poured tea for three, plus one for himself, he sat across Oliver’s lap, leaning against the padded arm of the chair. As Oliver drank his tea, he used the other hand to fondle the contents of Bruno’s crotch. Omari had a feeling that he didn’t have anything on underneath in view of the hard roll that appeared. Bruno just sat back and enjoyed the attention as he drooled over Omari and Hussain whilst Oliver explained that the gathering was to celebrate a guest’s birthday.

The four guests arrived at seven-thirty and were ushered into the spacious living room by Bruno. The two strippers had been hidden in the dining room so as not to spoil the surprise. Once drinks had been served, Oliver announced that he’d organised a birthday surprise. The guests cheered although didn’t have a clue what it was. Bruno fetched Omari and Hussain and they danced in wearing a simple robe over their G-string. Once in the area that had been prepared for them in front of the guests, they flung off the robes with a flourish and began dancing erotically to the music they’d brought. As they danced, Bako slipped in behind the guests.

After a short erotic dance, they flung off their G-strings and the guests roared their approval as they gazed at the stark-naked lads. Starting at each end of the row of onlookers, Hussain and Omari worked their way along sitting on the lap of each guest. As expected, each guest fondled the naked cock now within their grasp and felt their own rising. The stripper slowly unbuttoned their shirt, slipping it off the shoulder and felt the bulge now forming in the crotch.

Once hard, they moved onto the next until they reached Tristan and Andrew who’d been strategically sat in the centre. Having removed their shirts and massaged the bulge in their trousers, they took them by the hand and led them to the small stage area. Standing behind them, rubbing their naked cock up against their butt, they reached round and unfastened their trousers. These were slipped down their legs and removed along with shoes and socks. Each was now facing the audience wearing only a skimpy pair of briefs.

Both guys were clearly enjoying it and felt behind them for the stiff cock pressing against their arse. In tandem, Hussain and Omari slipped the briefs off them to expose the guy’s erect cocks.

“Fuck me” Hussain and Omari whispered to their twin. They moved to front of stage and knelt side on to the audience facing one another. Not needing further encouragement, both Tristan and Andrew slipped their hard cock into the waiting arse and proceeded to fuck whilst the others looked on. The fuck lasted several minutes before each had dumped their load inside of their stripper. Once done and cocks withdrawn, there was immediate applause.

“Thank you, guys. That was brilliant. Let’s have some birthday cake and more drinks before we have fun with our wonderful strippers” Oliver announced. Whilst Bruno fetched the cake he’d made for the occasion, Oliver topped up drinks and gave both strippers and Bako one as well. They’d agreed earlier that the three of them would stay for sexual fun after the strip show, which incurred an extra fee, of course.

Once cake and drinks had been consumed, it became an orgy with Hussain, Omari, and Bako the guys being fucked.

It was well gone midnight before the orgy ended and the guests made their way home by taxis. Bako had kept off the alcohol, so was able to drive the lads home.

“Fuck, my arse feels sore” Omari groaned.

“So’s mine” Hussain giggled.

“And mine” Bako laughed, “but it was fucking good.”

3.

It was two months later that Hussain and Zan were summoned to the office again to see Eric.

“A wealthy client wants the pair of you to take part in some rough sex including tying him up and pissing on him. He lives near Henley on Thames. I also want to do some filming outside so put these on. We’re leaving now.”

The pair of them put on the usual sweatpants and top and followed Eric out to the car. They sat in the back as he climbed into the driver’s seat. “You’ll find a pack of six bottles of water on the floor. Drink three each so your bladder is full when you get there” he instructed them. They grinned at one another and grabbed a bottle of water.

About an hour later they were in the countryside. Eric drove down a country lane which seemed to lead nowhere since there wasn’t habitation to be seen. About a mile further on, he turned onto a rough track that led to a small lake.

“Strip off” he barked as he grabbed his camera. They looked at one another and then around them to see if anyone else was around, but it was deserted. They shrugged their shoulders, assuming Eric knew what he was doing and stripped naked. He then instructed Hussain to bend over the bonnet and for Zan to fuck him whilst he filmed the action.

As usual, it didn’t take long for Zan to have a hard cock, so he lubricated it with the lube provided and stuffed it into Hussain’s arse. Eric zoomed onto the hard naked cock enter and then begin pumping.

“Keep going for at least fifteen minutes” Eric told him, so Zan slowed the pace so he wouldn’t climax too soon. “Shoot your load over his hole and then plunge back in again to continue fucking until I say stop” he added.

Zan duly obeyed and a good fifteen minutes later felt his climax rising so pulled out and shot ribbon after ribbon of creamy cum over the arse before plunging back in. Hussain uttered a loud “Ah” as the cock filled him up again.

They were then instructed to change over but this time Zan was told to sit on the bonnet with his legs in the air so Hussain could fuck his arse. Hussain lubricated his now hard cock and proceeded to fuck the hot arse. He’d only once before fucked Zan during their downtime at the house when all the lads liked to have fun with one another.

“Ah, fuck” Zan cried out at the big cock breached his arse. Hussain continued fucking for another fifteen minutes before he shot his load over the entrance and plunged back in to continue fucking whilst Eric filmed.

“Excellent. Now run down to the lake and jump into the water. Play around with one another and then walk out towards me back to the car” Eric told them.

They did as requested, and ran into the cold water, screaming as they did so. They played with one another like lovers before running out towards Eric who was filming the action. As he walked backwards towards the car, their naked bodies following him.

“Brilliant” Eric congratulated them. “You’ll find towels in the boot plus a flask of hot coffee.”

“That water was fucking cold” Zan laughed as he dried himself off in the sunshine which warmed his naked body. Once dry, they enjoyed the hot coffee and a cake. They then looked for their clothes inside the car.

“You don’t need them. The client wants you to arrive stark naked” Eric grinned. “Get in lads.”

As they made their way back to the main road, Zan and Hussain felt conscious of their nakedness but secretly enjoyed the sexually excited feeling it caused. Twenty minutes later they stopped at a large wooden gate. Eric announced their arrival on the intercom and the gate slowly slid open. Once through, it closed behind them. They saw a guy standing waiting for them. Eric parked the car and told the lads to get out.

“Hi. I’m Benjamin, although you can call me Ben. Oh my, you two are gorgeous” he exclaimed, looking the two naked lads up and down.

“I’m Eric. We spoke on the phone.”

“Good to meet you. And spot on time. Come on in.”

Ben led them into the large house that oozed money.

“Florin, open the champagne, please.”

The twenty-one-year-old Romanian had worked for Ben since the age of fifteen after his homophobic parents realised, he was gay. He opened the bottle and poured four glasses.

“And one for yourself after you’ve stripped” Ben smiled.

Florin immediately obeyed and removed his white shirt, trousers, and shoes. He then poured himself a glass of champagne and stood admiring Hussain and Zan’s nakedness.

After refills had been given and the bottle was empty, Ben invited everyone to join him in the basement.

“Wow” Zan gasped as he looked at the array of sex toys and equipment. Hussain looked at the written instructions they’d been given. First on the list was to shackle Ben to the wooden sex frame.

“Lay him face down” he told Zan. They then fastened his hands and feet to the X frame using the leather restraints. His arms and legs were now stretched wide. “Now rip off his clothes, and I mean rip. Use the knife to cut thick material.” Zan worked with the knife, cutting every hem and waist whilst Hussain ripped the material until the items of clothing could be removed. He was now stark naked.

“He clearly enjoys this” Zan laughed, grabbing hold of the erect cock. They then pulled the frame upright using the attached rope and pulley system. Ben was now hanging upside down with his stiff cock poking through a hole in the frame. Hussain tried to imagine what it must feel like but quickly cleared his mind.

“Suck his cock” Hussain told Florin. Whilst he sucked, Zan and Hussain flogged Ben’s arse as instructed. Zan used a whip and Hussain a spanking paddle. When it was glowing, they stopped and lowered the X frame to the horizontal. In accordance with the instructions, Florin rode Ben’s cock whilst Hussain and Zan pissed over Ben’s naked body, including into his mouth. When they’d pissed every drop, they took over from Florin and fucked his arse, depositing their load inside.

With every item on the list completed, they released Ben. “That was fucking brilliant. Thanks guys. I trust you got all of that on film” he asked Eric.

“Yep. Every bit. It will go wild on the net and make us a lot of money.”

“Time for something to eat. Florin, what have you got for us?”

“Cold ham and salad” Florin replied.

“Perfect.”

They returned upstairs, everyone remaining naked. “I’ve dreamt of doing that and having it filmed for such a long time” Ben grinned. “Thanks guys.”

The others told him it was a pleasure, which it was. “Now, I’d like to invite you guys to a gay party this evening with three young friends of mine. It will be wild, but very enjoyable. You can stay the night if you want to let your hair down. There will be lots of sex, alcohol, and drugs. How about it?”

Eric looked at his guys and they both nodded their agreement. “Yes, we’d love to accept your invitation.”

“Excellent. You won’t regret it.”

On the dot of seven, the gate buzzer sounded, and Florin opened the gate for Sebastian, Edward, and Terrence to enter. Ben walked out the front door stark naked to greet them.

“Hi, my beauties” he grinned as he watched three stark naked guys exit the vehicle. They kissed and felt one another before entering the house. “I’ve got two beauties for you guys to fuck” he grinned,

“Excellent. We’re ready for action” Edward replied. They entered the house and were introduced to Eric, Hussain, and Zan.

“Wow, they’re fucking gorgeous” Sebastian exclaimed.

“Champagne, please Florin” Ben grinned. He’d prepared two bottles knowing it would be consumed.

Once the champagne had been drunk, Sebastian suggested they go down to the sex den. Once there, Zan was strapped into a sex sling with his arse wide open for fucking, the other guys fucked it hard. Hussain had been shackled onto the X frame and was hanging in a perfect position to be fucked.

He felt a hard cock enter his arse. It was big and he gasped as it breached him. He was also conscious that Eric was filming the action. The anonymous cock continued fucking until it had dumped its load. As soon as he pulled out, another cock fucked him. ‘This ares is ripe for a double fuck”, the guy laughed after dumping his load of cum into him. Another guy stuffed his hard cock alongside the other and they fucked in unison. Hussain’s arse was stretched wide as the two cocks fucked until each had deposited a load of cum.

I need a piss, another guy laughed, and stuffed his semi-hard cock into Hussain’s arse to dump his piss. Another guy told him to squeeze it out and drank every drop. Zan was receiving similar treatment, including double fucking and piss, but it didn’t bother him.

“Thanks, guys. You did well. The client was very pleased with you” Eric told them once they were travelling home. Neither had bothered to put clothes on so were still stark naked. When they arrived home at three in the morning they followed Eric into the house stark naked. They weren’t bothered if any neighbours saw them.

***

Hussain, Omari and Zan reached the age of nineteen within weeks of one another. Eric told them that it was time to move on, so they left his protection and set out on their own. They’d each been given a sizeable sum of money from him, so pooled their resources and rented a flat together. Since the only skill they had was servicing clients, they set up their own operation. Older clients hired them as escorts to accompany them to events and sex afterwards, and younger clients enjoyed nights of wild parties and sex. Between them they made sufficient money to survive. They are all still illegal immigrants, so had to rely on the fake documents they’d received from Eric.

*****

We’ve finally reached the end of this story. I hope it was as enjoyable to read as it was to write. This final chapter focuses mostly on Jack and Harrison since that is who these stories are ultimately about. There will be more from these characters in a new story. I hope to start on it soon, after I update some other stories. Thank you for reading and please vote and comment. I welcome your thoughts via email as well. [email protected]

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As is usual for Jack and Harrison, they can never seem to be able to keep their hands off of each other. The night before, after the cum filled romp with Garrett and Blaze, Jack and Harrison went back to their room and continued the fun. This meant less than two hours of sleep. They were pretty wiped and a day out with Calista was more than either of them had the energy for.

Their carnal needs are almost insatiable. Of course, this means they do forgo a lot of sleep and sometimes other activities. Neither of them let it get in the way of work, school or social time, but sex still occupies more hours of the day than anything else on most days. Despite being exhausted, Jack and Harrison still couldn’t resist a little fun before getting some sleep.

Everyone else went on their way, Jack and Harrison went back to their room and closed the door. They stood in the doorway, looking at each other, then kissing each other. 

“Mmmmm, I never get tired of kissing you, Harrison.”

“Then why did you stop, sexy man?”

“Because I also like to look at you.”

“You’re adorable. I know this is random, but can we keep these robes?”

“I guess if you really want to.”

“I like the way they feel and how we look in them.” Harrison gave Jack a seductive look, “you know I like the way they look this way too.” Harrison untied Jack’s robe and pushed it off his shoulders letting it fall to the floor.

“Yeah, they are nice that waaaay….”

Harrison dropped to his knees and began to lightly kiss the base of Jack’s cock and slowly work his way around and along it. He kissed and licked as if it were the first time he’d touched it. He loved making Jack feel good. Once he got to the head, Harrison licked all around the base of the head and then to the precum oozing out. Jack was feeling faint; it felt so good to him. “God damn Harrison, how could you be so fucking good at this?”

Harrison took the head of Jack’s cock into his mouth, licking and sucking, causing Jack to moan loudly. Soon, Harrison had the whole of Jack’s cock in his mouth, working Jack’s cock up and down giving him yet another incredible blowjob. At one time, Jack would not be able to hold himself too long, but with the amount of sex they were having, he was able to have more control until he finally had to release. Harrison didn’t mind how long it took, he was happy to service Jack as long as he could. He loved sucking cock and could do it for hours, though he didn’t have to wait that long for his reward this time. 

Jack could feel himself ready to blow, grabbed Harrison’s head and held him as he blasted a stream of cum down Harrison’s throat. Harrison gulped down his favorite liquid and continued to suck every bit out of Jack’s cock making sure nothing was wasted. Jack stepped back and looked down at his beautiful boy. 

“Damn. That is unfuckingbelievable every time!” Jack just leaned back with his hands on his head, blown away by Harrison’s talents once again.

“It is easy to be so good when you love who you’re doing it to so much.” Harrison kissed Jack, letting him get a little taste of his own cum. “Are you willing to let me have your throat the way I like before we sleep?”

“You horny little boy. You know I’ll do whatever you ask.” 

Jack laid on the bed and hung his head over the edge. Harrison stood over Jack and undid the tie on his robe, opened it up and let it slide off of him. Jack was always in awe of Harrison. His boy was beyond beautiful, he was perfect. Harrison’s lean, toned body made Jack crazy for him, among other things.

“Damn Harrison. You are really so perfect.”

Jack suddenly wasn’t tired anymore, neither was Harrison. He stepped closer and lowered his unusually big balls down over Jack’s mouth. Jack opened wide as he took them in his mouth, sucking them one at a time. He reached back and managed to stuff them both in his mouth. Jack held his balls in place with his lightly clenched teeth while Harrison pulled up, stretching them, pulling on them.  

Harrison didn’t want to wait any longer, he freed his balls and began stroking his giant boy cock. “Time for you to choke, sexy man,” he purred as he slid the head into his mouth. Jack loved when Harrison used his throat like this.

 

More and more of Harrison’s huge member moved into Jack’s mouth. Harrison loved that Jack had no problem taking his entire cock. Jack was taking every inch of his boy cock right down to the base. Harrison was in ecstasy, it always felt so good to slide his cock so deep into Jack’s throat, listening to him gag slightly. 

Harrison took hold of Jack’s head and began to slowly thrust his cock into Jack’s mouth. He built up a steady rhythm and then started to go even faster. Despite Jack’s ability to swallow so much cock, it still made him choke and wretch. He was now gagging up fluids, his nose was oozing mucus, it was all dripping down his face onto the floor. Jack’s choking did not stop Harrison at all, he kept thrusting harder and harder, with no mercy for Jack. He pounded his cock into his face causing him to cry and wheeze and gasp for air. There were times that Harrison would just go into beast mode. He would become so immersed in whatever he was doing to Jack. The only times he seemed to fall into this zone was with Jack. The first few times it caught Jack off guard, but ultimately fell into his usual state of mind – submission. He was getting exactly what he wanted.

Harrison continued his assault on Jack’s throat, for at least a full 15 minutes, giving Jack only a few breaks to catch his breath. He didn’t want to stop. Eventually he eased up a bit, continuing for another ten or fifteen minutes. Finally, Harrison let out a loud growl. He grabbed Jack’s arms, pushing them down into the bed, as he shot his boy cum down Jack’s throat. It was a powerful series of explosions that flooded Jack’s throat. Cum flowed from Harrison in a massive amount. Much of it went down Jack’s throat, but some of it dripped out of his mouth and ran down his face.

As soon as Harrison’s trance broke, he pulled his cock from Jack’s mouth, still shooting cum onto Jack’s face. Jack just slumped down onto the floor beneath his boy, exhausted from the assault on his throat, cum dripping from his lips and face. Harrison himself fell to the ground overwhelmed by what he had done, once again. They were completely wiped out from the experience.

As Harrison regained his lucidity, he was a little shocked at what he’d just done. 

“Holy fuck Jack! I am so sorry! I did it again! I really didn’t know what I was doing. I blanked out and lost control of what I was doing to you!” Harrison cried out, feeling badly as if he’d hurt Jack. “How does this keep happening? Are you OK? Please tell me you’re OK. Are you mad? Say something!” Harrison continued to yell in a panicked voice. 

“Harrison, calm down. You’re fine.” Jack calmly said between a cough and clearing his throat. He wiped the mess from his face. “Like I tell you every time, you knew exactly what you were doing. You were amazing. I loved every second of it. I always love every second of it. Always.”

“You are so unbelievable Jack. I thought I didn’t understand how you could like that, that roughness, that harshness, but then I got the fucking of he century from Aidan the other night. He really destroyed me. I get it. It is so fucking hot.”

“You are learning what it is like to be used and you’re liking it. This will make us very dangerous together,” Jack said with a mischievous grin. “Now, for the love of all things, I need to fucking sleep.”

“Will you stay like you are and not clean up? I want to cuddle with you all messy like this.”

“Anything you want, hot boy, anything you want.”

***

During dinner, Dillon’s phone rang. He was pretty surprised to see who it was. He hadn’t heard from him in over a year. They used to keep in better touch, but the last year was so busy for both of them, they never connected. He excused himself and stepped away to go call him back.

“Hello, I can’t believe it’s you! I’ve been thinking about you.”

“Hey Dillon. Apologies, mate, I have been bloody swamped. You’ve been on my mind too.”

“I’m glad you called. Is everything good? I see ads for a new movie coming out.”

“Yes! It’s bloody amazing! I hope you’ll see it. That is why I called. I’ll be in the States to promote the film. Maybe we can meet up? I wouldn’t mind seeing Jack too, if he’s alright.”

“He is more than alright. I have a lot to share with you, but I can’t now. I’m out with a bunch of folks. Text me the dates you’re in town. I’ll set something up.”

“I look forward to that. I look forward to seeing you again. You really have been on my mind a lot.”

“Same here Nicholas. I can’t wait. Have a good night!”

***

“Are you sure you don’t want to join the others?” Jack asked Aidan after dinner. “Especially Dillon, since you two seem to have really hit it off.”

“No, it’s ok. I’m pretty sure what I did with Dillon was just a casual thing. If you and Harrison are cool with it, I would rather hang out with you guys. I mean, if you need to be alone, I can go with them I guess.”

Harrison felt like this would be a good opportunity to get things out in the open with Jack, so he encouraged Aidan to join them back at the hotel after dinner while the others went out clubbing. “I’m cool with it…Jack?”

“Hmmm, hanging out with the two hottest boys in Washington, DC…I don’t know…”

“I think we’re all good, Aidan.”

The three of them bid farewell to the others and were about to jump in their own car when Calista called Harrison over.

“Are you all going to finally talk about…you know…”

“Aidan being in love with Jack? Yeppers. I’m going to leave them alone for a bit and let them talk.”

“You’re really sweet for what you said to him, and for being so understanding.”

“I can’t help it. I have feelings for him too. Maybe not exactly the same ones he has for Jack, but I can see him as a part of our lives. I have no idea how it will work. I’ve never had one boyfriend before. Now I might have two!”

“I think it is perfect. You three kinda work well together. I can see it. Go have fun – but not too much fun! I also know what a bunch of hornballs you are!”

“Good night Calista. Enjoy the clubs.”

***

On the surface, everything seemed just fine. Harrison was accepting of Aidan’s feelings for Jack and was even willing to bring him into the relationship. Aidan was still nervous about ruining his friendships and making things weird, but he was encouraged by Harrison’s openness. Calista and Dillon were both supportive and encouraging as well. 

Jack knew something was up. He could feel that Aidan wanted more. His interactions with him were almost as intense as they were with Harrison at times. Jack also knew that Harrison and Aidan had their own intense relationship. The thought had crossed his mind more than once that Aidan could be a part of their relationship. As Justin told him, if anyone could make that work, it was Jack. In the back of Jack’s mind, there is also a practical, but somber line of thinking. Jack is more than thirty years older than both boys. He’s not going to be around forever. If Aidan and Harrison were able to be together with Jack, they’d still have each other when Jack was gone. Even though he had a renewed excitement for the future, he couldn’t help but think there would be a time that the future didn’t include him.

Even though he was encouraging Aidan to potentially be a part of his and Jack’s relationship, Harrison had bigger plans – plans he hadn’t shared with anyone yet. After more than a year with Jack, Harrison wanted to make things more permanent. How Aidan would fit into that dynamic was a big uncertainty. Things were about to get complicated.

***

Back at the suite, Jack and the boys got comfortable. Jack poured everyone a cocktail and they sat around the living room, Jack and Harrison on the couch and Aidan on one of the chairs. Comfortable meant different things to each of them. For Jack, it was a t-shirt, shorts – and underwear – and slippers. Harrison was usually quick to get down to boxers. For Aidan, being comfortable meant being naked.

“You guys are sure you’re cool with this?”

“Aidan, for the millionth time, no one cares that you like to walk around naked.”

“I mean, both of you boys could be naked. That would be fine with me.”

“Yeah, Harrison, why don’t you join me? Then we can watch Jack try not to lose his mind.”

“Fine, if that’s the way y’all want it…” Harrison stood up and dropped his boxers, leaving only Jack wearing anything.

They sat around drinking and talking for a while, with the conversation eventually moving toward Aidan’s confession to Jack. When Jack stepped away for a trip to the restroom, Aidan and Harrison decided it would be best for Harrison to leave them alone when the time came.

“Well, I’m not going to dance around this any more. Jack, Aidan needs to talk to you. I’m going to leave you guys alone for a little bit.”

“Oh, well, ok then. See you in a bit?”

“I’m just going to the other room, silly man.”

“Thanks Harry.”

Aidan got up and joined Jack on the couch. Jack poured more drinks figuring they would be necessary for whatever was coming. They sat facing each other on the couch. Jack turned himself sideways and leaned back on one end. Aidan moved closer to Jack and sat up on one leg with the other on the floor.

“So, Aidan, what’s up? Is everything ok? You seem like you’ve had something on your mind for a while now.”

“Yeah, I do. I just don’t know how to say it. It’s not bad, I don’t think, but I think it might be, um, weird or might create some…anxiety?”

“The only thing that would make me anxious would be you admitting to being a serial killer. It would only be weird if you said you were, I don’t know, a…cannibal. So, go for it. Though I think I might have an idea where this is going.”

“Damn Jack, how did you know I was a cannibal?”

“You hot boys always have a dark secret. That seemed fitting for your mysterious, predatory ways.”

“Sheesh. That is fucking weird. I’m pretty confident I don’t want to eat you.” After a giggle, Aidan let out a big sigh.” But I do…uhhhh…I do want to…” Aidan jumped off the couch. He paced around with his head in his hands. Jack sat patiently, letting him have his space.

Aidan sat down on the coffee table directly in front of Jack. He leaned forward with his elbows resting on his knees and rubbed his hands together as he thought about his words.

“Jack…I…um…meeting you has been really fucking amazing. You have been so kind to me and have…been really helpful to me. You’re one of those guys who just does good shit all the time. Getting me back with my sister is…fuck…like so incredible. I love her! And Harrison…fuck man…he’s so fucking awesome. But you Jack…you…you are on my mind constantly. LIke every minute of every day. I don’t just think about fucking you either, though that is fucking hot as hell. I love fucking you and fisting you and all the stuff we do. I…also think…think about…just you and me…together…you know? Like a couple. But I know I can’t…I can’t have you like that. You have Harrison. You and Harrison are fucking perfect together. I can’t help it though, Jack…I…I…I am in love with you. Fuck. Yeah. I’m fucking in love with you Jack.”

This was something Jack was kind of expecting him to say, though it still was pretty significant to him to finally hear it. He wasn’t mad, or upset. He was actually pleased. He also felt bad for Aidan for having to put himself through this. He reached out and pulled Aidan toward him.

“Come over here.” Jack wrapped his arms around Aidan. He was shaking and bordered on sobbing. He didn’t know if he’d just said something he shouldn’t or if he was going to be let down or what. Jack just hugged him for a while. He tightly hugged back.

Jack put his hands on Aidan’s shoulders and looked him squarely in the face. Aidan dipped his head down and Jack lifted it up with his hand on his chin. 

“Aidan, listen, I know how hard that had to be for you to say. I’m flattered. I’ve been thinking about you a lot too, probably a lot more than I should have. You really amaze me. Everything about you. You’re so goddamn smart and confident. You are everything and more that I want in a boy. Oh, and the sex…whew. Unfuckingreal. You see, I am more than likely in love with you too. I’ve never actually discussed it with Harrison, though he knows I have strong feelings for you. It’s ok. We can figure this out.”

“Can we? You’re with Harrison, like seriously.”

“I am. I love Harrison more than absolutely anything. Why can’t I love you too? I know you’re into Harrison and I’m pretty sure he’s into you. Why couldn’t we all be together somehow?”

“I don’t know. Do people do that? I’ve never wanted to actually be with another person. I liked being by myself. I think I still might. But I really think I want to be with you. I totally dig Harrison. Fuck yeah. Being with you AND Harrison? That’s crazy! I’d do it though.”

Jack called out to Harrison. “Harrison! You can come out now!”

“I already know what’s going on and I want Aidan to be a part of us.” Harrison said as he joined Jack and Aidan on the couch. “I know it’s awkward and I know it will probably be tough, but I want to try it. I don’t know. It just seems like the right thing to do.”

“Ok then. You two have already talked about this, I guess?”

“In a drunken stupor after a wild fucking, yes.”

“Yeah, just like that, but Aidan and I did talk about it again when we were sober.”

“I can’t believe what I’ve put myself through just to find one boy to love me and here I am now with two. Two of the most amazing boys on the planet and the hottest two boys I’ve ever seen. I have no idea how this will go. We already spend a lot of time together and we already fuck. A lot. Why not see how it goes? It might be selfish of me, but I’m willing to see what life with both of you is like.”

“I actually told Aidan that I thought I should share you with him. I think we should try it too. I mean, I love the fuck out of both of you and would love to be together. What do you think Aidan?”

“I think this is the most fucked up idea any of us have ever had. I guess that means it is fucking destiny. Why the fuck else would the universe line us all up other than to torture us? This is going to be complicated, isn’t it?”

“Maybe. We’ll have to just find out. I can’t imagine it being that bad. I don’t see you boys fighting over me. We already know the sex will work just fine. There are endless possibilities for how this could work. You both have busy schedules, plenty of outside fuck buddies and your own interests. I’m very freaking busy too! I’ll be traveling a lot. We’re going to have more time apart than together for a while.”

“We might fight over who gets your ass first.”

“We can always dp him if we can’t decide.”

“Oooh! Yes! And you can fist both of us at the same time!”

“I’m not going to complain about having two hungry bottoms at my disposal anytime I want one.”

“There. You boys have it all figured out. Now, decide who wants to fuck my ass and who wants my throat. I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom.”

“And people wonder why we are obsessed with that man. Rock, paper, scissors to see who gets his ass first.”

“Or…we could both have his ass first. You know you want to double up on him. Come on.”

“That works! I hope you have a lot of energy tonight, when we’re done with Jack, you need to fuck me too.”

“I can handle two greedy bottoms.”

***

Jack was lying on the bed, naked and ready for his boys. “It took you long enough to get in here.”

“Gee Jack, this is a big decision, so we wanted to really hash it out.”

“Yeppers! And you know what? We couldn’t decide. So we’re both going to fuck you at the same time. We’ve fucked around a lot with each other, but we’ve never double penetrated you. You can handle that right, sexy man?”

“You have the two of the biggest dicks I’ve ever had and you know damn well I want you both inside me at the same time. I’m pretty sure I can handle it.”

“This is going to be fucking awesome.”

Aidan and Harrison seemed like a couple of frat dudes with some girl they had both scored at a party. Jack found it kind of hot that they were so excited to dp him. 

The boys laid on either side of Jack and started kissing and caressing him. As they worked their way over Jack’s body, biting his nipples, licking him all over, they occasionally kissed each other. Jack could feel the two long, hard rods brushing up against him on either side. Aidan focused intently on Jack’s nipples, teasing them with his teeth and his tongue, sucking on them and biting at them, making Jack squirm and groan. Harrison was down at Jack’s balls, sucking on them and stroking his cock. They had all played together before, but this was more sensual, more passionate, more intense. Jack was living a fantasy.

Harrison’s lips were running up and down Jack’s small, hard shaft and the swollen head of his cock. Jack gasped as Harrison’s tongue flicked over him, tasting the pre-cum seeping from Jack’s little member. Harrison was deep into one of his amazing blow jobs, his lips surrounded the head and then lowered down the whole shaft until he’d fully swallowed Jack’s cock. He squeezed Jack’s balls tightly as his head bobbed up and down on him.

Aidan was now making out with Jack. He was being sensual, but aggressive, sometimes biting Jack’s lower lip as he kissed him. After a few minutes, Aidan lifted himself up and climbed up over Jack and lowered his cock to his mouth. Jack felt the thick shaft of Aidan’s monster cock push past his lips. Aidan slowly forced as much of his giant tool into Jack’s hungry throat as he could, this position wasn’t the best for a full insertion. Reaching up with both hands, Jack tried to encircle the balance of the thick shaft with his fingers, but Aidan was not only lengthy, he was girthy. He struggled to wrap his hands completely around it. His jaw was being stretched open wide.

Jack’s lips were wrapped around the invading pole, while still holding it, stroking the shaft as Aidan slid his cock up and down slowly into his gagging throat. Jack loved looking up at the gorgeous smooth skinned six-pack right over his face, slowly moving back and forth, fucking his mouth gently. Jack was eager to taste the seed from Aidan’s cock and feed his own to Harrison. He would be denied both pleasures.

Just before Jack was ready to cum, Harrison quickly pulled himself away, leaving Jack unable to finish. Aidan took himself to the edge and just as Jack thought he’d get a cummy treat, Aidan abruptly pulled out and denied him again. Jack closed his eyes as he felt his body shiver from anticipation of at least two explosions of cum. He was betrayed by both boys.

When he reopened his eyes he shifted his head back and forth to see his two boys on either side of him on the bed. Jack knew he was essentially helpless, unable to control these two boys or stop them from doing whatever they wanted to him. It drove him crazy with lust.

“Take me. Fuck me. Please,” Jack begged as the two of them glanced at each other seemingly communicating telepathically, both of them with devilish grins on their faces.

Aidan waved at Harrison and got him to lean over Jack. They began to make out while they gripped each other’s cocks, slowly stroking each other. Jack couldn’t believe he was in bed with these two hot, perfect, sexy teenage boys and they were here for him. He wanted them both inside him so badly. 

“Please, boys, fill my ass with your monsters. Please fuck me senseless,” Jack begged again, sounding more and more desperate.  

“How much do you want us to fuck you, Jack?” Aidan asked with the cockiness he usually reserved for bathhouse prey.

“So fucking desperately Aidan. So. Fucking. Desperately. Please, Harrison…Adian…please.” 

“Hear that Harrison, our man says he’s desperate.”

They were now stroking their own cocks. “Yeah, I see. You would think he hadn’t already had this twice today,” Harrison said, shaking his hard cock.

“Because we love you Jack, we are going to fuck you at the same time,” Aidan said. “Both of your boys, in your ass, at the same time pounding the fuck out of you.” Aidan’s sinister sounding voice was a turn on for Jack and Harrison. “We are going to fuck you within and inch of your life and I know you’re going to love it.”

Taking control of the situation, Aidan set up the scene. “Get out of the way and let Harrison lay on the bed, Jack,” Aidan said. “Then lube his pole up and lower your ass onto it, hard, all the way down. As hard as you can. Got it?”

“Oh fuck yes.” Jack moved over so Harrison could lie down. As soon as he did Jack straddled him and began to lower himself slowly. He wanted to follow Aidan’s directions, but he also didn’t want to hurt Harrison by landing wrong on his dick. He pushed himself down, sliding the head in. He eased down about three or four inches, and then dropped down hard, taking all ten inches of Harrison’s thick cock deep into his ass. 

“Now lean down on your boy for me,” Aidan said.

Jack did as he was asked, Harrison wrapped his arms around Jack and pulled him down. They smiled, looking into each other’s eyes. “I fucking love you, Jack,” Harrison whispered as he pulled Jack in for a kiss. Kneeling between their legs, Aidan held his thick, slicked up monster and guided it towards Jack’s cock filled ass and began to push gently, trying to get his cock in with Harrison’s.

Gritting his teeth Jack winced a little, feeling slight pain as Aidan’s cock slid steadily slid in alongside Harrison’s and into Jack’s already full hole. Even though Jack’s ass is well used and has had the thickest of objects and cocks in it, taking these two unusually thick and long boy cocks was still an effort. A dull pain shot through Jack as Aidan continued to push further and further, his eyes tearing just a little. Jack enjoyed the pain of his ass being stretched to its limits. He was so desperate to be filled with these two boys that he would endure anything. 

After a few minutes Aidan and Harrison were embedded deep inside Jack’s ass. The slight pain gave way to a pleasure like he had never experienced in all the times he had been fucked. His two dream boys were impaling him jointly with their more than 20 inches of hefty teen cock. 

“Fuck dude! We’re doing it. Fuck yeah!” Aidan shouted to Harrison. 

“It’s fucking amazing. Holy fuck!” Harrison yelled back.

Once they got over their initial excitement, they began to thrust their cocks, quickly finding  a rhythm between them. Jack screamed out in ecstasy.

“OH YES! FUCK MEEEEEE!!!!!” Jack screamed at his boys.

The boys finally got into a seesaw rhythm, with one cock pulling back while the other pushed in. Jack was being rocked up and down happily trapped between the most beautiful boys that there ever were. His insides were being drawn out and then rammed back in, and the friction it was causing was making his hole stretch and twitch. Jack was grunting and groaning, panting as if he were running a marathon. If someone had walked into the room and heard them, they would have thought Jack was being slaughtered. In reality, Jack was loving the feeling of being ripped apart, he loved the feeling of his body being abused. Even more amazing for Jack, was that both of his teen lovers were fucking him senseless at the same time making him feel like this was all he ever needed in the world.

Jack and Harrison stared at each other, both of them feeling intense passion for one another, and for Aidan. Both of them were having feelings in their bodies like nothing they had before. This was yet another milestone in their relationship, yet another moment further strengthening their bond. 

Jack was ready to cum and held off as long as possible, there was no way he was going to make it with the stamina these boys had. Soon, as his balls tightened, Jack felt the first signs that he was going to cum, without even touching himself. His body tensing, he was desperately trying to hold back to wait for Harrison and Aidan. Suddenly he felt one of the cocks inside his ass twitch and he knew that he was soon going to be filled more than he ever had before.

Unable to hold back any longer, Jack blasted his load exactly where Harrison wanted it, right on his face. Jack shot like he hadn’t since he was a teenager himself. He pumped out more cum in this one load than he would in a week. Harrison held his mouth open and his tongue out as the first thick white stream of cum erupted from Jack, followed by several more. He smiled at his man in appreciation for his favorite snack, a huge load of warm cum. 

After a few more thrusts, Harrison grunted and thrust hard once more. That was just enough to send him over the edge. His hose was filling Jack’s gut with a massive amount of sperm. As twitch after twitch from his cock deposited more and more cum inside Jack, Harrison just gasped for air. His cum was dripping from the edges of Jack’s hole. 

No sooner had Harrison stopped thrusting completely, his cock no longer able to give any more juice, Aidan still had a few more thrusts in him. He pumped harder and faster than he had yet. His masterful fucking continued for just a few more minutes. Having both shot serious loads, it felt like an eternity to Jack and Harrison. Suddenly, Aidan growled loud enough to wake the dead.

“FUCK YEAH!!!!!!” He screamed out as he rammed his cock as hard as he could into Jack’s ass before unloading his own boy seed. Buckets of cum slowed from Aidan’s monster, filling Jack beyond what his insides could handle. Cum, just oozed out of Jack’s hole as the boy’s both slid their cocks out. 

Jack collapsed on top of Harrison and slid off to his side. Aidan laid down on the other side of Harrison, sandwiching him in between them, wrapping his arms around Harrison.

“Wow. That was intense. Really fucking amazing boys. God damn.”

“Your ass is a fucking national treasure, Jack. I’ve done that many times, but never, never did it feel like that. Fuck.”

“We really are amazing together. This is going to be really fucking amazing.  I love you guys. I really love you guys.”

***

Jack wanted to take a shower, so he left the boys in bed. Harrison and Aidan cuddled up to one another, lightly touching each other, occasionally kissing. With this significant change in their relationship, Harrison’s original idea might not fly. He decided to share his plan with Aidan.

“I’m really excited about the three of us being together. I think it is going to really work out.”

“Yeah, we really do click with one another, don’t we?”

“Yeppers! We totally click. I am definitely into you. A lot.”

“I am into you too. But you and Jack have something pretty awesome, something like no one else has.”

‘We absolutely do. I don’t know how to explain it, but we’re like bonded in some way. Like we were destined to find each other and be together. Does that make things weird for you?”

“I think it does, a little. I don’t fucking know. It’s so different. How could this happen? I don’t want to come between you two. I really don’t think I could if I tried. I’m good with this right now. Maybe I’ll change my mind someday. Maybe I’ll be so into being with you two that I stay forever.”

“I like the idea of you staying forever. So…I was going to do something tomorrow night. Something kinda big. I’m not sure I will now. It doesn’t feel right.”

“What were you going to do? You probably shouldn’t set fire to yourself or explode or something. That could get messy.”

“You are ridiculous. Setting fire to myself wouldn’t work as long as Justin is around. He’s so flaming he would suck up all the oxygen in the room.”

“Now that’s fucking funny. And, very accurate. So what crazy thing are you planning?”

“Well…I’ve been thinking about me and Jack being together for a year. I love the fuck out of him so much. I want to be with him forever. I want us to be…like…permanent, you know? Does that sound bad?”

“So you want to be married? Right? That’s your big thing? A proposal? Cool.”

“Uh, well, yeah. I should have known you were smart enough to figure that out.”

“Um, I could be a fucking zombie and figure it out. It’s written on the fucking wall in really big fucking letters. Everyone sees how you two are. You two should be married. Are you thinking of not doing it now? Why?”

“You. I don’t want to make things awkward for you. If we’re all going to be together, isn’t it weird for us to get married and not you? I know we can’t actually get married, all three of us, but you know what I mean. You would forever be the odd man out.”

“Harry, I already am the odd man out. I will always be. You should absolutely ask Jack to marry you. That would be fucking awesome! But, I have to be the best man at the wedding.”

“You would probably need to fight Blaze for that. Are you sure you wouldn’t feel left out?”

“I am going to be living with you and spending my life with you. We’re gonna go places together. We’re gonna lay around and watch movies together and we’re gonna go out and party together. Left out? No fucking way. If anything, I’m gonna wanna get away from you two for a while. Oh, and I am going to be fucking and fisting and doing all kinds of crazy shit to both of you. Since I’m not a sub slut like you two, I’m probably gonna own your asses most of the time. I’m gonna be fine. Propose. You really need to.”

“The stuff that goes on between us would never work for most people.”

“We’re not most people. We’re fucking awesome! You and me? We are hot as fuck. Super fucking smart. Totally good people. We’re the fucking bomb. We also get to fuck the fucking greatest person alive.”

“Ok. I’m going to do it. It’s gonna be fun. You will probably hate it. I know Justin will.”

“Who gives a fuck what we think? This is your man, your proposal. Do it however you want. I promise I will love it.”

***

It was finally karaoke night. Jack took everyone out to dinner again and then they all headed out to the karaoke club. Dillon got them tables right up front. It was a busy club and there were lots of people in the rotation. It was shaping up to be a very fun and memorable night.

Not only were Calista and Justin, Garrett and Blaze, Jack and Harrison, Dillon and Aidan there, the Congressman showed up with Erik.

“Alright then! This is a nice surprise. I’m happy to see you guys.”

“Dillon told us about it and we kinda like karaoke.”

“Just stick to wholesome songs, ok?”

“We will. We have news for you Jack.”

“Please don’t tell me you were on social media again.”

“No. I think you’re one of the folks who have noticed this long before I did, but Erik and I are together. Finally.”

“That is fucking fabulous!! This makes me very happy. Champagne on me!”

Only Garrett and Justin were resistant to singing. Calista insisted that Justin do it and made Garrett feel silly for being the lone hold out. She offered to do duets with them where she’d do most of the singing. Justin caved in. Garrett still needed convincing. 

Everyone got their songs into the rotation. Jack went first and sang ‘Beyond the Sea’ by Bobby Darin. Jack was quite the crooner and the crowd loved it. Harrison swooned at Jack’s performance. After a couple of random folks, Aidan was up next. He completely blew the crowd away with his rendition of The Killer’s ‘Mr. Brightside’ – even incorporating some of his stripper moves into the act.

Then there was a huge surprise. Justin, who was so reluctant to sing, showed everybody a skill no one knew he had. Justin could rap. He and Calista got a standing ovation after singing ‘Empire State of Mind’ by Jay Z and Alicia Keys. Justin’s rap was on point.

“Jesus fucking Christ Kramer! You are a fucking master! How did I not know this about you?” Jack cheered at his buddy.

“MY BOYFRIEND CAN DO ANYTHING!!!” Calista shouted.

“That was fucking hot dude.” Aidan chimed in.

“Everyone needs to fuck the hell off now. I did the thing and now I need a fucking drink.” Justin smiled as he delivered his little diatribe.

Some more people went and then Dillon got up to sing. He brought the house down with Queen’s ‘Somebody to Love’, even hitting the high notes! It took some convincing, but Blaze was able to get Garrett to sing with him. Garrett said he knew all the words to ‘Under Pressure’ by Freddie Mercury and David Bowie. Blaze surprised everyone with his ability to channel Mercury, even hitting some high notes. The Congressman and Erik sang ‘I’ve had the Time of My Life’ from Dirty Dancing. 

“This is so much fun!!” Calista chirped. “We have to do this again!!!”

“Dillon, I’m not gonna lie, I was not looking forward to this, but it has been a fucking blast. Thanks.” Garrett said.

“Wait a minute, Harrison! You haven’t gone yet!” Dillon shouted.

“Yeah, you little fucker. We all had to do it, so you need to get the fuck up there boy!” Justin yelled.

“Calm down queens. I’m going to sing. Just you wait!”

With a little more reassurance from Aidan earlier in the evening, Harrison was ready for his big moment. He arranged to go last. He wanted this to be really special and he hoped everyone would appreciate what he had planned.

Several more people went, and even Dillon, Calista and Aidan got to do second songs. The VJ announced Harrison.

“Ok folks, thank you for being such an amazing crowd. What a bunch of fantastic singers! Wow! We have one more and then we’re done for tonight. I think you’ll appreciate this one and I hope everyone helps make this special. Here is Harrison with one for all you Bond fans out there. ‘Nobody Does it Better’ by Carly Simon.”

Harrison learned that one of Jack’s all time favorite movie franchises was James Bond. Jack loved everything about 007. He’d seen all of the movies multiple times and could even quote them. He knew every Bond theme song and this was one of his favorites. Harrison thought it was perfect since it sort of described how he felt about Jack. The music began.

Nobody does it better

Makes me feel sad for the rest

Nobody does it half as good as you

Baby, you’re the best

The crowd began to cheer as Harrison made it clear he was singing to Jack. He walked right up to Jack, extending his hand toward Jack and staring right into his eyes as he sang.

I wasn’t lookin’ but somehow you found me

I tried to hide from your love light

But like heaven above me

The spy who loved me

Is keepin’ all my secrets safe tonight

No one had ever done something this romantic for Jack ever in all of his life. He sat there with the biggest smile on his face and fighting back tears as Harrison sang to him.

And nobody does it better

Though sometimes I wish someone could

Nobody does it quite the way you do

Why’d you have to be so good?

Harrison walked around and stood behind Jack, resting his free hand on his shoulder. He made his way back around to being in front of him again by the end of the next verse.

The way that you hold me

Whenever you hold me

There’s some kind of magic inside you

That keeps me from runnin’

But just keep it comin’

How’d you learn to do the things you do?

Calista was bawling. She loved how Harrison was showing his love for Jack so publicly. Even stoic Garrett was teary eyed as he held onto Blaze tightly. Justin was beaming with joy for his friend, finally seeing him experience happiness and love like this. The Congressman and Erik held onto each other and smiled, happy to see the man who always believed in them getting the love he deserved. Aidan and Dillon sat on either side of Jack and hugged him. Aidan was especially moved. He couldn’t believe he was a part of this amazing family. 

Sensing something was about to happen, the crowd was on their feet cheering Harrison on. As he got to the last verse, Harrison knelt down in front of Jack.

And nobody does it better

Makes me feel sad for the rest

Nobody does it half as good as you

Baby, baby

Darlin’, you’re the best

As the music faded out, Harrison was ready to pop the question. He had let the VJ in on his plans and he brought the music down, leaving only Harrison’s mic live.

“Jack Holden, nobody does it better than you. You really are the absolute fucking best! You’ve made so many people’s lives so fucking amazing, especially mine. That’s why I want to take your name and spend the rest of my life with you. You’re the only one for me and I love you more than anything in the whole goddamn universe. Jack Holden, will you marry me?”

The room went silent as everyone waited for Jack’s answer. A stunned Jack sat there, frozen. This was completely unexpected and Jack was paralyzed. Aidan gave him a gentle smack on the back of his head. “Say fucking yes, Jack.”

“Yes. Yes, of course I will marry you Harrison. Yes! Yes! Yes!”

As Harrison and Jack hugged and kissed the crowd cheered and their friends all gathered around them for a huge group hug. 

I’m a young 23 yo man.  I’m 5’8” and 145#.ar of a bathhouse when I was 19 at the time and was curious.

 I was shaking as I walked in, paid the fee got a towel and lube.  I walked to my locker and got undressed and walked around the place.  Big spa nice steam room and a nice place outside to sunbathe.

 I was nervous so I decided to go into the spa.  It was then when I saw him.

omg he was coming out of the steam room and didn’t have his towel around him just on his shoulder.  He was 52.

He was a Greek god.  6’5” tight body and his cock, probably a good 6” soft.  I couldn’t help but stare at it and him.  He was exchanged pleasantries the he kissed me, his tongue inside my mouth. unbelievable.

Ty So, of course I get caught staring at him and he smiled at me and asked me to stand up.  I didn’t hesitate.  “Mmmm nice” he said and then said I’ll be right back.

was probably 10-11, He was true to his word wasgand was back in a short time.  He got into the spa and was right next to me.  I was excited and scared at the same time.  He was huge next to me.  He started to push me down, so I was face to cock for everyone to see!

It was so beautiful, I licked around the head then took him into my mouth, playing with his balls as I sucked him in and out of my mouth.  Fully hard he grabbed my hair and started to fuck my mouth.

The excitement I had when he did this almost made me come.  I didn’t realize that other guys were watching us.  He loved it.

He wanted to share me with them.  I just wanted to please him.  I wanted to what he wanted.  He said “I want to fuck you while you suck all the cock here”.  
I said “ so you want a slut?”

”yes” he said.  “I‘d love be what you want “. I said.

We decided to go outside to do this.  He’s on a lounger and I put him inside me OMG YES!

cocks in my hands and mouth, riding my god daddy.  Cocks start to pulse and then I’m getting all of it down my throat.   Mmmm trying not to miss anything .  7 good loads mmmm yummy!

Want to please my god, riding up and down on him.  YOU READY SLUT? He says. I squeeze my pussy so tight on his huge cock he just says “YES,YES,YES”. I feel him filling me up with his cum.  I grind on him for a bit, then I go down to clean him up. 
mmmm he became more to me after that night.

In the aftermath he wanted me to buy chaps and meet him at a leather bar.  I asked if we were exclusive, he just smiled and said “You need to be shared”