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NOTE: Naughty Eric will have two or three individual stories for the month of May before he begins a 5 or 6 part series with gorgeous stud JosephMD and himself during a week of wild man sex during a week at a summer lodge in the Rocky Mountains–stay tuned for that series in June after sexy Joseph has finished this year at medical school. 

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STORY OF 18 YEAR OLD JAY LOOSING HIS VIRGINITY TO AN EXPERIENCED MALE GIGOLO

Hi, my name  is Jay, an 18 year old very shy gay kid that has known since puberty that I am gay but have remained int the closet frightened to let my wonderful parents, friends and neighbors to know that I am gay. I am an only child from a very rich family. My dad is a CEO of a large corporation and my mother is an attorney with a huge law firm. On my app I watch gay porn daily and get off at least once a day. I have very favorite porn stars videos such as Paul Canon to jerk off too. But I am so desperate to have real sex with a hot dude and learn all the ropes of gay sex.

A couple of weeks ago my parents left for a long stay in Europe leaving me at our mansion with a house keeper, gardener and a pool guy to keep our swimming pool clean. I often have over some of my high school buddies for a swim. I am a high school senior on the swim team as well as the top student in our senior class.

The girls in our school often flirt with me I think due to my good looks and the fact my parents are so rich. I stand 5 feet and 10 inches, well groomed blond hair, light blue yes, weigh a jock weight of 160 pounds, light hairless body except for underarms and pubic blond fuzz, slim body, a nice thick 8 inch cut cock and above average of balls full of cum for my daily orgasm. Of course only the guys in the locker room have seen me naked. I get so turned on seeing some of my male jock friends naked but beyond scared that they will find me out. I have some suspect of which ones might be gay the way that look at me but that is only a guess–I do often have a fantasy of them when I am masturbating.

Over the past couple of weeks I have searched some sites that advertise for really sexy and hot male gigolos (often described as male hookers) making me so horny as hell and lusting to be taken by them but too frightened to contact them until finally lust became too great. There days ago the lust took over me and I became brave enough to contact one app sites and this nice lady recognizing my fear helped me relax as she showed me several really hot guys between the ages of 25 and 35 inviting me to decide which one I wanted to come over to my place. “WOW mama they are all so hot and sexy.”

“Young man, they are different fees depending on their years of experience and the feedback we get from. satisfied customers. Here is a chart of our 10 most popular guys. What do you think young man. They all are very good but some of them have more tricks and positions, cock sizes and passion that satisfy their customers and what the customer can afford.”

She went through all ten gorgeous studs and gave me details including prices. As price was not a consideration, I decided to select her top dude. Man was he hot and sexy. His name is Jake, a gorgeous African American, standing 6 feet and 4 inches, beaded very black short well kept hair, weighs a solid muscle body weight of 220 pounds, a former high school and college wrestler that has maintained a wrestlers frame, huge thighs and ripped legs, flat stomach, a huge chest with large nipples ( woman sized breasts), wow a nice six pack and oh my god a monstrous 10 inch uncut cock, a coke can sized thick cock shaft with melon sized balls. The lady also shared that the customers had shared that Jake has massive sized cum loads. I made the arrangements for an appointment with Jake at my home for a Friday night 9 PM time when I would be alone at home.

Friday afternoon I spent hours cleaning my ass, selecting sexy clothes, getting my bedroom in top shape and using lots of sexy cologne while nervous as a cat with its tail under a rocking chair–wow should I back out but no I had already paid and it was now or never. 

The door bell rang just a couple of minutes before 9 PM and as I answered the door my hands were sweaty and clam like. My heart was going a mile a minute and my knees felt weak but oh how excited I was to get fucked for the first time and by such a stud (WOW a big black cock would be the one to invade my virgin ass.)

“Hello, are you Jay? I am Jake at your service. You’re such a sexy hot young man, my favorite kind of customer and I love virgin man pussies, the best ever.” 

For some odd reason those words made me relax as I reached out and shook that huge dark hand. “Yes I am Jay and please come in. I am a little nervous but you seem so kind and thank you for coming.”

Jake hade a good sense of humor as he smiled and said: “Well Jay I do hope to come and make you come also. Where do you want to get fucked that is in what part of the house, by the way this is some nice place.”

“Jake lets go up to my bedroom and get it on there. You know I have never had sex with anyone but I have watched lots of gay porn and shot many loads while watching dudes fuck and cum. Will you be gentle and teach me how to please you also.”

“Hey Jay, you’re working tonight with a pro. I am 33 years old and have had many fuck sessions with all kinds and sizes of horny men from your age to man in their 70’s, both virgins and sluts, straight, bi and gay. Just relax and I will take you on a high you cannot even dream of tonight. I have brought some poppers that will make you eager to be fucked and also some PrEP so we can grow. Here take this.”

Next this hunk begin to remove all my clothes untilI I was but naked and I have a rock hard cock that was begging to leak precum making my cock head shinny and then he undressed causing me to gasp as I saw his greek like god body and oh my god that black hard cock was so huge even more than I saw in that photo the lady had shown me. 

We got down on the bed facing each other as I begin to shiver and feel goose bumps all over my young virgin body–it was rally happening.

“Now Jay relax and I will take charge and give you the best orgasm of your young life. You will not be able to stop having man sex after tonight regardless of who finds out. This is your introduction to a long life of gay sex.”

Jake takes his hands around my face and he begins to use his huge thick lips to kiss me as my cock throbs and soon he uses a very thick tongue to. part my lips and I feel him drive that tongue to the back of my throat as we both begin to moan and our mouths fill with gobs of salvia. Oh my god, my first kiss from a man is amazing and soon we are engaging in wild sloppy French kisses as my tongue begins to battle with his tongue. As we continue to kiss, Jake takes his huge legs, thighs and crotch and moves his body on top of me as I lay on my back with my legs spread wide now our leaking cocks are rubbing together spewing precum on our crotches wetting our pubic hair. I feel his bushy black thick pubic hair melt into my blond fuzz pubic hair that feel so wonderful. Both of us overtaken by flesh on flesh and the aroma of our bodies Jake begins to hump into me causing our bodies to begin sweating big time. His precum is bigger than some guys total orgasm causing the room to smell like cum and our bodies are now clinging together. This position goes on for a rather long time as he drives his huge body into my young smaller frame while we begin to breath harder, moan loudly and all kinds of man sexual smells that I love.

As we get dangerously close to coming, Jake gets off of me, spreads my legs and feet wide and gets between my legs, takes hold of the base of my blood filled pulsating cock  and begins to lick my cock head, sucks on my mushroom cock head swallowing my precum and then begins to swallow my entire cock deep into his throat. Holly fuck, he goes all the way down and off and back down and off my throbbing manhood over and over plus I feel him running his tongue and lips all lover the under size of my cock shaft as I buck with the most ultimate feeling my cock has ever had from my masturbating. The warm feeling from his mouth and salvia on my now wet cock has me ready to shoot, man what a great feeling I have been missing. After a long amazing blow job, he comes off my penis and moves up and with a big surprise he rams his giant missile deep into my throat as I gag and struggle to get my breath. He uses his huge body to face fuck me although I only manage to take about half of the monster into my mouth. I love the taste and feel of his blood filled throbbing cock in my mouth plus his precum taste so good. Man I am now really into this man and our hot sex. More and more please.

After a long time I push his cock out of my mouth not wanting  him to come before he fucks my virgin man pussy. I am enjoying the taste of his big load of precum sprayed into my mouth.

Jake decides to have me continue to lay on my back, he puts a pillow under my ass exposing my ass to his mouth. He has me pull my legs upon my chest and has me use my hands under my knees to lift them up on my chest to give him complete control of my pussy. Then it happens for my first rimming of my ass by anyone. Wow he goes wild using his huge thick lips and tongue to devour my ass opening . I feel his tongue drive as far as possible onto my puckering asshole, he licks, sucks and kisses my eager virgin ass for the longest time. As he continues to eat my ass he begins to use one and then two fingers to spread my tight ass preparing it for his big black hard cock to invade my pussy soon. Oh I am in pure ecstasy for the first time.

Finally when he is ready for what might be a very painful experience for my tight virgin pussy to take his huge black cock, he gives me the poppers and I smell them I begin to relax begging him to fuck me. He takes a bottle of lube and soaks my already wet pussy and he soaks that  huge black cock and I feel the head of his cock break open my ass and as his cock drives past my sphincter I feel great pain. But this experienced fucker goes slow and then stops as he gradually gets past my opening and soon he is balls deep in my virgin ass. He begins to use his amazing experience of fucking hundreds of dudes in his profession, he uses that experience to explore every inch of my man pussy and wow he knows how to use that cock head to drive me wild with lust and pleasure massaging my prostate for the first time. Soon all the pain is gone and I beg him: “OH Jake fuck me harder and fuck me harder and I want you to bred me, give my your baby makers, give me you DNA, take away my virginity. I want you to come inside me.”

That did it as Jake begin to talk dirty to me: “YEA YOU SLUT, YOU HORNY WHORE, TAKE MY THICK CUM DEEP IN THAT YOUNG FRESH PUSSY, I AM GOMIG TO COME.”

I feel his cock swell in me, he grunts and then I feel his huge load of cum blast deep inside my pussy until it over flowed running out of my pussy. Jake pulled out his still hard black cock and collected lots of his flowing cum and fed it to me and then I sucked his cum covered cock clean.

I had paid for his service for all night so we rested and then he fucked me and sucked my cock for the rest of the night. Man the payment was worth all that I had paid to lose my virginity. This would not be the last time I would pay for his amazing services as we all as some of the other hot gigolos at that company. MMMMmmmm

P.S. I have my eyes on our hot 20 year old pool boy after this night of man sex. Yes that poll boy now has me hot like some animalistic lustful horny guy !!!! 

This is true story that occurred between me and a friend of 12 years now, that happened a few weeks ago. It was a night of drinking with friends and dabbling in some mushrooms, and by the end of the night, I was bent over a snowmobile getting pounded by my friend that was in town for a couple weeks.

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I’m 30, average build, stalky guy about 5’11” 200 lbs. I’m a very masculin guy, that is still an in the closet bi guy. I’m a bottom with a fairly cock hungry ass. Very few people know that I have sex with other guy’s behind the scenes. My friend Matt, moved away a while ago and was in town staying at his parents. We’ve been friends since highschool. He’s also 30, much larger guy. About 6′ tall and 350 or so pounds. He’s a very clean and active person though. Matt, however is openly gay but not in a relationship. No one was really surprised when Matt came out after highschool, and thankfully no one made a big deal about it. Matt doesn’t know about my secret. But, I have often thought about what it would be like to hook up with Matt. Found out later that night exactly what it would be like and what position he prefers ha.

Matt’s parents were about 10 minutes down the highway from me and we were going to have some drinks and watch some hockey in our friend’s garage down the street from me. Matt met at my place where we had a couple beers then walked down with a cooler to our friend’s. We all shot the shit and crushed beers. We got to the garage at about 630 and next thing you know it was 10. Everyone was feeling pretty good, it was good to catch up with Matt. No one seen him for probably a year. Conversion in the garage was getting quieter as a few people left and some were just piled. Jake, who’s garage we were at. Pulled out a bag of mushrooms. It seemed like a bad idea but of course we did them anyways! After about 40 minutes they were hitting full force. They were potent or we did waaay too many haha. The garage was buzzin’ till about 2AM. Jake, Matt and myself were the lasts one’s. Me and Matt left Jake’s, and he was gonna crash on a spare bed at my place. The shrooms were still givin’er, so we went to the garage for a beer or two and smoked some weed. One thing about shrooms, is they make me horny for sex. Any kind. Since it was only us, you can bet what crossed my mind a couple times. We walked around the garage, laughing, doing dumb shit, then sat at the work bench. The mushrooms were kicking my ass, my mind was a train wreck as we were talking about random shit. It got quiet. I looked at Matt as he was watching the TV. We’ve never talked about each others personal lives all night. Great time to do it on shrooms, Eh? Out of nowhere I asked Matt if he’s had lots of sexual relationships, and to be more of a dipshit, I asked if he was a pitcher or a catcher.. He answered surprisingly quick. He’s had a few relationships with friend’s from where he is, and the odd Grindr hookup. He cut to the chase and said he’s bottomed and topped, but prefers topping. 

The conversation was turning me on and I wasn’t sure if I was hiding it. I was getting shaky and antsy. He asked me about my life, had a few girlfriends. Little did he know, my ass has been rode hard and put away wet many times. For some reason I asked if he’d ever have thoughts about hooking up with friend’s from back in the day. Before and when he came out. He said absolutely, a few people. Then he laughed and said he’d fantasized about sex with me back in highschool. Changing out after football, he admitted he always glanced at my dick and my ass when I bent over. My head was spinning, the shrooms were crazy and wouldn’t back down. I sat on the stool staring at Matt with a raging boner. I was leaning forward to hide it but not well enough. Matt asked me how big the tent was that I was making in my pants. It was over. Without full control of my mind and words, I told Matt I’ve had sex with other guy’s. He was definitely a bit surprised. I spilled everything to him. About being in the closet and staying there, that I’m a bottom and love getting fucked. Even told Matt I’ve had thoughts cross my mind about hooking up with him. Couldn’t believe I just told him everything. He sat staring at me then stood up and put his hand on my crotch as he said how good of friend’s we were and we should be open. He promised to keep everything between us. Then he told me he couldn’t stop thinking about what I looked like naked and admitted he was rank horny after I told him everything. As he rubbed my crotch, I leaned back and asked him to fuck me. Matt laughed and said he will in time. He wanted to “Get To Know Me” first. The nerves and embarrassment were gone and finally there was only one thing on my mind. Getting naked with my long time friend, feeling each other up, and having the gay sex! I got off the stool and ran inside and told Matt to hang out, I’ll be right back. I did a quick prep and ditched my boxers and put a jock on and jeans and went back out. Matt was still standing as I sat back down on the stool. 

As I sat on the stool leaning back into air. Matt lifted my sweater and shirt up and put them on the bench. Then he undid my belt and fly and peeled my jeans down and pulled them off. There I was sitting in my jock with a raging boner with socks and shoes and nothing else. Exposed to my friend of many years. I never expected this. I pushed Matt to sit on a lower roller chair as I pulled his jacket and shirt off. I undid his belt and fly then pulled his jeans off. He was wearing pride coloured SAXX. I knew nothing about Matt’s cock so I was eyeing up his bulge. He was semi hard and looked like he was packing. As always to get the ball rolling, I knelt down to get sucking his cock. I pulled his gitch off and exposed a nice fat uncut cock with really saggy massive nuts. Matt smirked asking if it would be an issue taking it. To which I replied, “Buddy, my ass is going to devour your cock and rock your world!”. Matt was speechless and couldn’t believe what his “straight” friend turned into, but was loving it. I grabbed his cock and starting slobbering and choking on it. I quickly got fully hard forming a very thiccc, 7 or inch dick with a very fat head. I quite enjoyed his massive saggy balls and made sure they got action. Matt sat back in the chair as I was kneeling on the concrete floor choking on his sexy cock for a while.

I stood up and said I can’t wait and turned around and leaned on my snowmobile, ass facing Matt. I was still rock hard in my jock that was soaked in precum. The mushrooms were still  doing their thing. I’ve never been fucked on mushrooms but have a sex on them and it was great, so I was pumped. Matt stood up and got behind me and grabbed the lube I brought out off the bench and greased up more hungry hole and his cock. He started to finger me, but I told him just go man. Once your in were good. Matt chuckled saying he couldn’t believe he was about to fuck me and how hungry I was for it. I felt Matt’s dick push against my hole, slowly he kept going in steps. In and out little steps at a time. His cock was fat, it felt great! Stretching my hungry pussy wide open. I couldn’t help but let out the odd moan as he slid into me. I felt his big thighs squeeze against my ass with a final push. Matt’s cock was deep in my guts. He was amazed this was happening. Even more than me who had his huge cock balls deep in me bent over in my garage. My jock was soaked and my dick went soft. I was loving the whole moment. I felt Matt grab my hips as he slowly pulled out and back in. He was loving my ass and couldn’t believe how tight I was and how easy I could take his cock. 

For the last 10 minutes, the garage was nothing but Matt’s massive nuts smacking against me fast and hard. I was moaning like a bitch and begging him to keep wrecking my pussy. He was slapping my ass and making sure I knew I was his bitch. I was leaned right over the sled as Matt pushed on my back and absolutely gave it to me. He said I was the best ass he’s ever fucked, so I arched and pushed back as much as possible. After another little while of getting trashed in that position. Matt pulled out saying he was close. We went in the house, where I laid back on the kitchen table and pulled my legs up and told Matt to fuck me hard and breed me deep. My jock was absolutely soaked. Matt walked up and rifled his cock back into me and fucked me as hard and fast as he could. Both of us were sweating, Matt was hammering the spot over and over again. My whole body tensed up and I let out a whimper. The mushroom sensation and what was happening was wild! I was blowing my load in my jock with a slightly chubbed dick. Squirt after squirt, with each pulsed locking on Matt’s throbbing cock like a vise. As soon as he seen cum shooting through my jock he went to whole new world. Eye’s rolled back as he yelled “FUCK SAKES! YOUR ASS IS AMAZING!” Then he groaned and slowed down with slower deep thrusts. I could feel his cock pulsing as he shot his load in my guts. Matt fell on top of me keeping his cock inside me. We started making out, while he groped my cum soaked cock and jock.

We stood up and went to the couch, I dropped my jock on the floor and wiped off my floppy cock. My ass felt used and abused and I loved it. I could feel Matt’s hot load moving with each step. I bent over and sucked Matt’s cock clean as it was starting to soften. Then sat beside him with my leg over his. We turned on porn as we made out while Matt fingered my soaked pussy. We were spent but unbelievably pumped this happened. And we plan to do this whenever I go there or he comes here. 

We went to bed and spooned and cuddled pressing our cocks against each other till we fell asleep. In the morning I had my ass pushed up against Matt’s morning wood. I wanted it one more time. He was starting to wake up as I lubed up his cock and my ass. As I pressed his cock against my hole, Matt grabbed my hips and drove it in. He rolled me face down, pulled my hips up and fucked me good. I was hard this time, as he fucked me I was jerking off. He pulled me up and leaned me back and started jerking me off as he pumped me. I tensed up and starting cumming to each thrust. Matt pushed me back down, pulled out and drug me through my fresh load on the sheets to the end of the bed and pulled my hips up and continued making my pussy his bitch. After 15 minutes of ruthless fucking and feeling my floppy cock and balls sway around and loving the cock in my ass, Matt thrusted deep and hard. Breeding me with another hot load, mixing in with the last load that stayed in all night. Matt pulled his dick out and slapped my ass hard, kind of stung. But assured I had the best ass he’s ever fucked. 

We got out of the room and collected our clothes. Matt’s cum and lube starting running down my thighs from my loosened pussy. I just went commando and put my jeans on. Didn’t even care if there was cum soaking through the back. I was so lost and unsure of everything that just happened. The crazy awesome sex, having sex and getting pounded by a long time friend, that friend learning my secret, my legs almost not working from the poundings I just took. It was awesome. Each of us new this was just the beginning as we drove to Matt’s mom’s. 

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 *Working on the story of losing my gay virginity, keep an eye out!

James and Alex had been wrestling rivals for over a year. They were both professional wrestlers, competing in the same weight class and vying for the same championships. But their rivalry went beyond the ring; there was a deep-seated animosity between them that had been brewing since their first match.

It all started when James beat Alex in a close match, thanks in no small part to a controversial referee decision. Alex was furious, convinced that he had been cheated out of a victory. He confronted James after the match, accusing him of being a cheat and a fraud.

James, not one to take insults lying down, fired back with a barrage of insults of his own. They traded barbs back and forth for several minutes, each trying to outdo the other with increasingly vicious insults. And so began their rivalry.

Despite their animosity towards each other, James and Alex couldn’t help but feel a strange attraction to one another. It was a feeling they both tried to ignore, brushing it off as nothing more than the heat of competition and burying it deep beneath layers of anger and competitiveness. But every time they faced off in the ring, that tension simmered just beneath the surface, threatening to boil over. They would steal glances at each other during matches, their eyes lingering just a little too long. They would brush up against each other in the locker room, their bodies almost touching. They both knew that there was something there, but they couldn’t bring themselves to acknowledge it.

James was the more outgoing of the two, a natural charmer with a cocky grin and a quick wit. He loved to taunt his opponents, to get under their skin and make them lose their cool. Alex, on the other hand, was more reserved. He was tall and muscular, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes. He was often mistaken for being cold and aloof, but in reality, he was just shy and unsure of himself.

It all came to a head during one particularly intense wrestling match. They had been going at it for over twenty minutes, neither willing to give an inch. Sweat poured down their bodies, their muscles straining with effort. And then, in the heat of the moment, their bodies collided in a way that left them both reeling.

James felt a jolt run through his body as he felt Alex’s groin press against his own, a wave of intense sensation washing over him. He couldn’t help but gasp, his body betraying him in the most unexpected way. And then he noticed that Alex was experiencing the same thing.

They locked eyes for a split second, their gazes burning with an intensity that neither could explain. And then they broke apart, both reeling from the intensity of the moment.

As the last of the spectators trickled out of the gym, James and Alex were left alone in the locker room, still drenched in sweat and panting heavily from their intense wrestling match. They had always been rivals, pushing each other to their limits in every match they competed in. But tonight was different.

As Alex removed his sweaty wrestling gear, James couldn’t help but notice how Alex’s muscles rippled with every movement, the beads of sweat glistening on his skin in the dim light of the locker room. He tried to distract himself from thinking about what just happened, telling himself that it was just the adrenaline from the match, but he couldn’t deny the electricity he felt in the air.

Alex, for his part, was equally confused and conflicted. He had always harboured a burning resentment towards James, their rivalry fuelling a bitter contempt that had defined their interactions for so long. Yet, he couldn’t deny the physical reaction he had during the match. The intense wrestling match had stirred something primal within him that had caught him off guard. Each time their bodies collided, their muscles entwined in a fierce struggle, he felt an unmistakable hardness growing beneath his tight wrestling singlet. And when he sensed a harden bulge between James’s bulky thighs pressing against his own, a mixture of shock and arousal washed over him. He tried to push these thoughts and feelings aside, reminding himself that he was straight, but he couldn’t shake the nagging sense that there was something more between them.

The silence between them became more and more palpable. James shifted nervously from foot to foot, while Alex stared at the ground, unable to meet his rival’s gaze. Finally, James cleared his throat, trying to break the tension that had settled over them like a thick fog.

“Hey man, that was a great match. I haven’t had a challenge like that in a long time.”

Alex nodded in agreement, still feeling the sting of defeat. “Thanks, but I’m not sure I agree. I almost had you a few times.”

James laughed, “Yeah, almost. But you know what they say, close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.”

Alex rolled his eyes, but along with the usual annoyance he felt with James’s cockiness, he also couldn’t ignore the strange, paradoxical attraction towards James’s playful confidence inside him.

“So, how about a rematch?” James said, grinning.

Alex couldn’t help but smile back, feeling a sense of excitement that came with the thought of wrestling James again; but not just for a chance to avenge. “Alright,” he said. “I’ll take you down this time.”

And so, the two young men, now striped to their briefs, squared off again. Without a moment’s hesitation, James lunged forward, wrapping his arms tightly around Alex’s waist as he lifted him off the ground. Alex fought back with all his strength, but he couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement as James tackled him to the ground, the familiar rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. As they rolled around on the floor, their bodies entwined in a sensual tangle, James grabbed Alex’s rippling pectorals from behind, squeezing them tightly as he tried to flip Alex on the floor.

As the wrestling became more intense, Alex found himself becoming more and more aware of James’ body. The way his tight chest pressed against his back, the way his breath came in short gasps near his ear, it was almost too much to handle.

James, too, was feeling the same way. The way Alex moved on the floor, the way his muscles flexed under his skin, it was almost hypnotic. He felt his body responding in ways he had never experienced before.

As they rolled around on the floor, their muscles pressed tight against each other, they both felt an undeniable bulging in their groins. They tried to ignore it, focusing on the wrestling, but it was impossible to ignore.

James and Alex’s wrestling match became even more intense. They locked each other in tight holds, their bodies grinding together as they struggled for dominance. James was impressed by Alex’s strength and skill, and he found himself getting lost in the moment as he fought to pin him down. As they wrestled, James and Alex’s erections rubbed together, sending waves of an unfamiliar sensation through their bodies. They couldn’t help but grunt and pant as they fought, their bodies slick with sweat and their muscles straining.

Eventually, Alex managed to pin James down to the floor, getting on top of James and holding him in a tight headlock. As Alex held him there, he looked down into James’ eyes, and for a moment, they both hesitated. But then, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, they leaned in and kissed.

It was an explosion of pent-up desire. As their lips met, James and Alex both felt an electric shock course through their bodies. Their kisses became deeper and more passionate as they began exploring each other’s bodies with their hands. Alex ran his hands down James’s muscular back, feeling the contours of his body and the sweat that covered his skin. James, in turn, explored Alex’s broad shoulders and chiseled abs, and trailed his fingers down to the waistband of Alex’s briefs, teasing the elastic band. Alex looked in James eye with a smirk, making it clear that he was hungry for more. 

James took the hint and slowly tugged down Alex’s briefs, revealing his thick, throbbing cock. James couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of it. Alex was even more well-endowed than he had imagined.

Without any further hesitation, James sank to his knees and took Alex’s cock into his mouth. Alex groaned as James’s hot, wet mouth enveloped him, and he grabbed onto James’s shoulders for support. James swirled his tongue around the head of Alex’s cock before taking in every inch of Alex’s length.

As James worked his mouth up and down Alex’s cock, Alex let out a series of low moans, his hands buried in James’s hair. He was so close to coming already, but he didn’t want it to end so quickly.

“Wait,” Alex gasped, pulling James up to his feet. “I want to fuck you.”

James didn’t hesitate for a moment. He turned around and bent over, presenting his firm and smooth ass to Alex. Alex stepped up behind him, and James could feel the head of Alex’s cock pressing against his entrance.

With a deep breath, Alex pushed forward, sliding into James inch by inch. James gasped at the sensation of being filled so completely, and he could feel his own cock throbbing in response. Alex started to thrust into him, each movement sending waves of pleasure through James’s body.

James could feel his own orgasm building quickly, and he reached down to start stroking himself. Alex took notice and reached around to stroke James’s cock as he continued to pound into him. James was on the brink of coming, and he knew he couldn’t hold back much longer.

With a final, deep thrust, Alex pushed all the way into James and let out a low groan as he came. The sensation of Alex’s hot cum filling him up was enough to send James over the edge, and he came hard, spurting all over the floor beneath him.

They both collapsed in a heap on the floor, panting and sweating. For a few moments, they just lay there, trying to catch their breath.

“That was fucking incredible,” James finally said.

“Yeah, it was.” Alex couldn’t help but blush, feeling a sense of embarrassment and conflict at what just happened, but also knew that he couldn’t deny how much he had enjoyed it. “I don’t know, James,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “What does this mean? Does it make me gay?”

James laughed, sitting up and pulling Alex into a tight embrace. “Dude, it doesn’t matter,” he said. “Who cares about these labels? All that matters is that we had an amazing time together, and we can do it again whenever we want. You don’t have to be anything you don’t want to be.”

Alex nodded slowly, taking in the weight of James’ words. For the first time in a long time, he felt truly liberated. And with James by his side, he knew that he could explore this new side of himself without fear or judgment.

Together, they got dressed and made their way out of the locker room, their bodies still buzzing with the afterglow of their encounter. They couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement about what was to come. They were two young men, full of life and passion, ready to explore everything the world had to offer. And they were going to do it together.

DAILY COLLEGE LIFE AS A SLAVE 

Weeks went by as my Alpha, Danny and I get into a routine. When we get up we serve our Master’s morning woody, wash him then go for a run around the island. After our run, we are hosed down and dried outside. Then we serve our Masters under the dining room table as they eat and socialize with the other Masters of the house.  Our Masters then take us to school on our leashes.  However, unlike our Masters, who get the weekend off, slaves go to school 7 days a week.  Saturdays and Sundays are half days so we are still able to serve our Masters.  Like most teens, they want to party on Friday night and sleep in.  Of course, we are used to their weekend parties.  Even though we are kept up late for Masters to have their fun, we still have to get up early to go to school.    School start times for school on Saturdays and Sundays are 5:00 am instead of the usual 7:00 am on weekends.  So, we have to get up two hours earlier.  Master still requires me to run around the island then come back and go straight to school.  

We are fed at school instead with our Masters since they are still asleep. We leave school around 11:00 am so we can come back to serve our Masters. For us slaves, weekends are worst than weekdays. Yet, as we learn in our class “Mind Set of a Slave”, a slave’s life is not meant to be fair. It’s just the opposite. Everything we do is for our Master’s pleasure and well-being. We must learn to accept that our life is forever in the service of our Masters. Sacrifice is essential to being a perfect slave for our Masters. We sacrifice our mind and body to our Master in exchange they give us a purpose for living. If we don’t have a Master then our life is worthless. We are lucky to be able to serve our Masters. So, we learn to do whatever is required for the betterment of our Masters.

The routine helps remind me, my purpose is to serve. I do the same things over and over in the service of my Master until it is now starting to become second nature. So, I lose track of time. Weeks go by and I don’t even know it.

Every day after school lets out, my Alpha fucks me before going back to the house. When I get home from school I have homework. Well, it’s not your traditional homework. As a slave, our minds are not as important as what we do physically to make our Master’s lives better. So, our homework is to put what we learned in school and apply it to make our Master’s life better.

For example, I make my Master’s bed each morning exactly the same. I even put some chocolates on his pillow and replace flowers in his room. The house slaves have a stockroom where I can get the added necessities for my Master’s rooms. I make sure he has fresh towels and washcloths in his bathroom. I even make sure his toothbrush is replaced regularly. I fill the dispenser with shampoo, conditioner, and shaving cream. It gives me a deep satisfaction to do these things for my Master. I smile every time Master walks in the room and smells the flowers.

The room looks like what the hotel service staff would do for my family when we went on vacations. Well, for me, it helps that my father had me help the staff to do everything that I now do for my Master. More ways my father trained me to be a slave without me even knowing it.

My Master grades me each week on how well I did with my homework. At the end of each week, my Master sends a report to my teachers. At the beginning of the week, I’m required to read the parts of the report that relates to the class I’m in. If my Master gives me a negative review then the teacher has my Alpha cane me in front of the class. It is really embarrassing to be punished in front of other slaves. My Alpha brother seems to enjoy this a lot. For the rest of the class, I have to focus on what I did wrong to become perfect at it. The result is that I have to be a perfect slave or my life will be really painful at the hands of my Alpha. My Alpha is becoming really good at caning me.

Not only I’m I punished in class but Master has my Alpha punish me at the time I do something he dislikes. Master uses my Alpha as my disciplinarian. It is rare now for my Master to punish me directly. He has many responsibilities now as the Alpha Master of the house plus his normal school work. In some ways, I miss him caning me. So, when he whips me as I pull the chariot I really enjoy it. My dick is rock hard and dripping with each hit of the whip! This just fuels me to pull him faster. I no longer get angry when he is whipping me. Just the opposite! I look forward to it and want to pull him even faster just so I get the pleasure of my Master’s whip!

I train every day for chariot races. I won the practice races more times than my Alpha and Danny. I guess, I have strong legs. Most likely, it’s due to my father’s training growing up and the continuing training Master has been providing. 

The day came for the first event of the ‘Slave Games’. All Masters and their slaves are sitting in an outside colosseum. It looks much like the Colosseum of Rome. It’s made of concrete with the same design as the old Roman Colosseum. Except, there is a race track around the outer edge of the Colosseum with bleachers all the way around the race track. Behind the bleachers are tall pillars with carvings of Masters and slaves kneeling at their feet, looking up at them. Each Master is looking down into the Colosseum. To me, they all look like gods looking down on us slaves. What learn in the “History of The Society” class is that these Masters are the founding fathers of ‘The Society’.

I’m strapped to the chariot and lined up at the starting line.

The MC comes out to the middle of the Colosseum and steps up onto a stage.

“Masters, it’s a long tradition that men love to compete with each other. Our founding fathers set up these ‘Slave Games’ so that Masters can compete in a constructive matter instead of warring with each other on the battlefield. As with any competition, there is a prize at the end. For the ‘Slave Games’, the Masters of the winning house have the pick of any slaves of the second place house for 3 weeks. Our slaves are the most valuable property we own. We are very protective of our property. So, the wisdom of our founding Masters saw fit that the second place house shall sacrifice their most valuable property just like they would if they lose a war and the land they own. In addition, losing a slave for 3 weeks reminds all Masters how valuable their slaves are to them. So, they will fight even harder to keep them for the next ‘Slave Games’.

The first game is the chariot races. Five hundred points will be added to the house that wins the final race. A photo finish will verify the winner. Plus, as with tradition, the Master who wins has a choice of any losing Master’s slave to be taken on stage and fucked in front of everyone. Our founding fathers saw this as more motivation for the losing Master to win in the next game. Now let the ‘Slave Games’ begin!”

Master and I are lined up on the start line. I get into a crouching position. This is so exciting. Everyone is shouting for the Master that represents their house. For our house, we had a race a few days before this official race to determine who is the fastest in our house. Master won the race and so here we are. I look in the stands to see my Alpha glaring at me. He is not happy he lost once again to Master and me. He kneels between his Master’s legs staring daggers at me. I know no matter what happens, he is going to get his revenge for losing to his bitch slave brother. However, if I win then at least Master will not have him punish me like the other times I lost in practice races. 

Master whips my back a few times to warm up his arm. 

Master yells out, “Make me proud, my Slave.”

The gun fires and Master flick the reins. I pull as hard as I can to get the chariot started. 

Master yells out as he starts whipping me, “PULL SLAVE. HARDER, FASTER, PULL SLAVE…” 

This causes a rush of endorphins to flood into me and a warmth spreads throughout my body. I want more of the wonderful pleasure so I pull as hard as I can. Each hit of the whip drives me to run harder. Precum is slashing all over the front of me as my hard dick is flung back and forward against my abs. I close my eyes and as I was taught with a blindfold. This makes me even more attuned to my Master as he guides me around the track. Nothing else matters but what my Master wants me to do. We are now linked as one, Master and slave.

We race as one around the track for 10 laps. It’s a very close race with the EU house. I open my eyes right as we cross the finish line. I know that it must have been close because I can hear the EU slave breathing hard next to me. Master pulls hard on the reins, forcing me to stop. The EU Master does the same to his slave. Both the EU slave and I are breathing hard. Master turns me toward the center of the Colosseum. The crowd is yelling out wanting to know who won.

They all quiet down when the MC says, “It’s a close race, and the judges are looking at the photo finish.”

My Master and the EU Master are waiting for the judge’s ruling. I’m so nervous. I really want my Master to win. He deserves to win. I want my Master to have the joy of winning. It’s my purpose is to help him achieve greatness. That is what my teachers keep telling me and I believe them. 

The MC comes back after walking away for 10 minutes. It’s the longest 10 minutes of my life!

“We have the results. It was a very close race and the judges had to look at different video footage from different angles to make sure they know who won. The winner of the first Chariot Slave race of the ‘Slave Games’ is Master Hans from the EU”

The Masters from EU house go wild. My Master and Master Hans shake hands. I’m saddened as I watch my defeated Master takes a seat in the stands. Then I turn my head to watch Master Hans walk up on stage and received his trophy.

At that point, I’m disconnected from my Master’s chariot and push towards Master Hans’s Chariot. Instead of being connected to the reins, I’m brought to the back of the chariot. I’m pushed into the basket of the chariot and bend over the front. My ankles are magnetically locked to metal posts on each side of the chariot’s basket causing them to be spread wide. Then my wrists are magnetically locked together. A rope is tied to my wrists and pulled towards the ass of the slave connected to the chariot. The rope is tied to the balls of the slave. I’m staring at the slave’s muscular ass and balls. I can also see that the slave’s legs are thick and long. His body is made for running and pulling heavy things like this chariot. I wonder if his father trained him like my father did?

Master Hans steps onto the chariot. I feel his cock rubbing up against my hole. I look back to see him smiling with pride. I look straight ahead to see my Master who just shakes his head.

I grunt when the winning Master enters me deeply, slamming his hips against my ass. He flicks the reins above my head that are connected to the mouth bit of the slave pulling us. With his other hand, he is holding a short whip not long enough to hit his slave. The flick of the reins gets the slave to jog back onto the track

I’m completely embarrassed as the winning Master fucks me while taking his victory laps around the track. I have to watch all the Masters and slaves look at me being humiliated in front of the whole school. At the same time, Master Hans hits my back with the whip. I grunt not just from being fucked but from the whipping as well. This whip stings and hurts more than my Master’s. Or, is it that I’m not hard and horny anymore. I love when Master hits me with the whip. It makes me connect to him in a very special way. Now, I understand why Master has my Alpha punish me. My connection to my Master causes the pain to become a wonderful intense pleasure. Whereas, if anyone else punishes me it is just painful and true punishment.

On the second victory pass, we pass by the section for my Master’s house. I see the disdain on all the Master’s faces and the sympathy of the slaves. That is except for one slave, my Alpha brother. He has the biggest smile on his face. He knows I disgraced my Master in front of his house and all his friends. My Alpha knows he is going to get to punish me later. I start to cry knowing I let my Master down. 

Each hard fuck causes me to pull on the slave’s balls in front of me. He must know I’m being fucked by his Master. He must be very pleased with himself! It has to be the best day of his life. Whereas, this is the worst day of my life!

After the victory laps, I’m released from the chariot. Master Hans pulls me onto the stage. There’s a fuck bench set up on the stage. I’m strapped down with my ass in the air. I’m looking straight at my Master who is now sitting between his two lovers, Jason and Josh, resting his arms on their shoulders. He is not showing much emotion on his face but I know he is disappointed in me. 

Master Hans steps up behind me. His hard cock rubs up and down my crack. He then grabs my hips and lines up his cock to my hole. With one hard thrust, he enters me not stopping until he is all the way in. He tightens his grip on my hips and starts brutally fucking me for all to see.

What makes it worst is I see several big screens all around the Colosseum show close-up views of Master Hans’s hard cock going in and out of my hole. Everyone is seeing the most humiliating moment of my life. I look at Master and swear to myself I will win all the other ‘Slave Games’. I never want this to happen to Master ever again! He doesn’t deserve a slave that fails him. Now I’m crying as I see my face close up on the big screen. Everyone is seeing my shame.

Finally, Master Hans roars causing the whole Colosseum to go quiet. His roar is amplified by being broadcast onto the big screen and speakers all around the Colosseum. I hear gasps echo from several slaves in the crowd. At the same moment, I shoot a load under me. The big screen switches from Master Hans’s face and my own. The look on our faces clearly shows we just shot our loads. At that point everyone, except my Master’s house, cheer!
 
Shooting my load without my Master’s permission adds even more to my deep shame. I can’t believe how badly I let down my Master.

Master Hans pulls out of me and then to show he is the conqueror, he pisses all over my back and head. Warm piss runs down my face. At that moment, I break down and cry none stop.

I’m left on stage crying my heart out as everyone leaves to go back to their own houses. Soon, I’m all alone. Then I hear footsteps on the stage. To my surprise, Master kneels in front of my face. Why is he here? I failed him.

Master rubs my head. I look up at him with very red eyes.

“Master, it is so sorry. It let you down. It’s so ashamed. Master, it doesn’t deserve this slave. It’s worthless, Master.”

I truly feel the lowest I have ever felt. Master should just get rid of me. I feel so worthless. Not worthy of being his slave. 

Master lifts my head and smiles at me, “Slave, yes I’m disappointed. Yet, I’m not disappointed in my Slave. My slave did all it could do to make me proud of it. Slave, it only lost by a fraction of an inch. It has nothing to be ashamed of. I should have trained it more. It’s my fault. We will train more and next time we will win. I never want to see another Master use my property like that ever again. Do you understand, slave?”

He smiles at me as we stare into each other’s eyes.

“Master, not really, Master. I failed you. I can’t fail you. It’s wrong, Master.”

Master keeps smiling, rubbing my head. I love his attention. 

“Slave, that shows me that it’s truly a slave deep down inside it. It really does have a slave heart. I’m proud of it. Take that failure and work harder to never let it happen again. Use this pain of failing your Master to be a better slave. Will it do that for me, slave?

I yell out, “OH GOD, YES MASTER. IT WILL WORK EVEN HARDER TO NEVER FAIL YOU, MASTER. IT PROMISES, MASTER!”

“Good, Slave.”

Master stands and walks behind me. He lines up his cock and enters me in one swift hard stroke. Feeling his cock inside me again makes me feel whole again. I love him so much. I will never fail Master ever again. Soon, Master fucks me harder and lays on top of my back.

He whispers, “Slave, I love its devotion to me. It makes me proud to own it. I will train it so this never happens again. Slave, it completes me. I cannot live without my Slave!”

Then Master stands up again and fucks me harder for about an hour. The sun is set as my Master and I become one as he fucks me until the sun goes down. A spotlight comes on automatically shining on the stage as it gets dark. We are the only ones in the Colosseum when Master finally roars out, sending his seed deep into my hole, marking me again as his property. 

Master lays on my back again breathing heavily.

Master whispers, “Slave, let’s go home. It did well today. Yet, I know it can do better.”

I whisper, “Yes, Master. It will do better for its Master.” 

Master hugs me. I feel so safe and protected in his arm. I love Master so much!

May 19, 1985

After another sleepless night, I took a shower and got ready for another doctor’s appointment. Mom was making breakfast as Tony, and I came out of our bedroom. Mom and dad had no intention of staying home today, they insisted on going with us. To be honest, I did want them there. We talked to Dr Hopkins about him recommending a specialist to help figure out my headaches. He made a few calls, and we had an appointment set up for the next day. All the tests he had done weren’t giving us any answers.

After we returned home, we were sitting at the table.

I said, “maybe this is all in my head, I might not have anything wrong with me at all.”

Tony shook his head, “Liam, we have all seen you after you have one of your dreams, it’s scary as hell. There is something wrong.”

Mom added, “Tony is right, you can’t be making this up.”

I sighed, “but it could all be mental, I mean I have had every test known to man and they can’t find anything physically wrong with me.”

Dad said, “you’ll see the new doctor tomorrow, I’m sure he will find something.”

I headed off to the bedroom for some rest, I was so afraid to fall asleep because of the dreams. I lay there staring at the ceiling, until my exhaustion took over and once again, I saw that flash of bright light.

***

It was finally here, today is graduation day. I had taken my last test and handed in the last homework assignment of my high school career. I had spent the last four months filling out paperwork, signing up for classes and would be heading off to college in August. I had everything figured out, I was going to be a shop teacher, and teach at a high school similar to the one that I had just graduated from.

Easton High School was in a small farming town in the northeast corner of the state. My class had fifty students and we all grew up together and knew each other well. Most of us had started kindergarten together, with the exception of six to eight people that either moved into town or out over the years. Danny Shaw was one of the few that moved to town, he came in seventh grade. I am not sure why, but I was drawn to him immediately and we became good friends right away. I already had a group of friends, but he quickly fit right in. As we went through high school, he developed a reputation as a lady’s man. He never really had a steady girlfriend, but he dated most of the girls in our class and many from the class ahead of us and behind us. The girls all thought he was the cutest boy in school, probably why he was accepted in our group so fast. He was very good looking, wavy brown hair, chocolate brown eyes and cute dimples whenever he flashed his bright white teeth.

Most of our friends hung out with each other, not seriously dating anyone. We would go to movies and out to eat as group, then usually end up at one of our houses, playing cards or some other game. All of our parents knew each other and all it took was a quick phone call saying I was at Danny’s house and my mom would say, “ok, have fun.” The next week, we would be at my house and Danny’s mom was good with that as well. It was the same for all of our group.

By the time we were juniors, the stories were starting to get around that Danny had slept with this girl, or that one. All the guys were jealous that was the first one that we knew to get laid, and all the girls wished that it had been them. The lucky girl was a senior and it was a one-time thing, I think she was just practicing for when she left for college. As all the rest of the guys were working on losing their virginity, I was starting to feel like I preferred guys instead of girls. I did date a few girls, just to fit in, but whenever gym class or football practice came around, I was checking all the guys in the locker room out. This was a very conservative town and at this time no one came out in high school. Oh, there were a few guys that everyone suspected were gay, but they would wait to come out after they had left town and started college.

I kept my secret and privately fantasized about Danny. As we started our senior year and had our first gym class, I noticed that Danny had really filled out over the summer. My locker was next to his and as we undressed after class, I snuck a peak at his body. He had worked a physical job over the summer and his chest was defined and he was sporting a nice six pack. Like me his chest was now covered in a nice coat of sexy fur. We grabbed our towels and headed to the shower, I followed behind him, he had a beautiful ass. Now it was also covered with the same sexy hair that was on his chest and legs. Each side raised and lowered as he walked across the room. I had to look away and think of something else, so that I didn’t get hard right here in front of all my friends. As we showered, I couldn’t help it, I had to look at his dick. We were about the same size, neither of us was going to win a big dick contest but we certainly wouldn’t come in last either. I made it to the end of the year without revealing my true feelings for my best friend. I would just go home after we had hung out together and jack off thinking about Danny.

After the graduation ceremony, we all went home with our parents and had a small gatherings with our families. About ten or twelve of us had made plans to meet at Danny’s to play video games later that evening. He had an Atari (for those you not around in the 80s, this was our version of an Xbox) and he had just gotten a couple new games. We all brought some sodas, chips and other snacks and hung out in his basement. His parents were upstairs watching tv. Between ten and eleven that night, the party was starting to break up, the last four left playing the games were Danny, me, Tim, and Bill.

Danny’s mom came downstairs, “your dad and I are going to bed, you guys can stay as long as you want, but keep the noise down, please.”

Danny said, “we will, good night mom.”

Bill said, “we will be leaving in a few minutes Mrs. Shaw, thanks for letting us come over tonight.”

She smiled, “your welcome guys, and Liam if you decide to stay over, be sure to call your mom to let her know.”

“I will, thanks.” I said over my shoulder still working my controller. She went back upstairs as we continued our game.

Danny and I had just started a new game, we were sitting on the floor in a couple of bean bags chairs, Tim and Bill were sitting behind us on the couch. As we played the game, we teased each other back and forth, leaning in and trying to interfere with the other using their controller. I was just enjoying being close to him, knowing that this was probably going to be the closest I would ever get. We talked as we played and somehow got on the subject of girls.

I laughed, “well as often as you get laid, there is no way I could keep up.”

He shrugged, “oh, I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

I chuckled, “what are you talking about, what about Jenny, Carla, Stacy, Lori, and Tammie? Those are just the one I heard about.”

He looked at me, “well, people like to talk and sometimes they blow things out of proportion.”

I asked, “so you didn’t score with all those girls?”

He shook his head, “I did date them and we did make out a little bit, but we never went any further than some heavy petting. The only time it really happened was last year with Angie, before she left for college, and if I am being honest, it wasn’t that great.”

I was shocked, “why was it bad?”

He said, “it wasn’t bad, but I guess I thought it might be better, that’s all.”

I asked, “so why didn’t you say anything before?”

He laughed, “would you have said anything if everyone thought you were having sex every weekend and you weren’t?”

I laughed too, “yeah, I guess not.”

We finished our game, he asked, “want to go again?”

I suddenly remembered Tim and Bill were still here. I said, “maybe we should let them play a game.” I motioned with my thumb over my shoulder.

Danny snickered, “shit, I forgot they were still here.”

We turned to ask if they wanted to play, and our mouths dropped open with shock. They were on the couch, Tim was on top of Bill as they were making out, not paying attention to us either.

I slowly turned to Danny, as he turned to me, we turned back to watch them kissing, not sure what to say or do. I saw Danny rub his hand across his crotch as his eyes stayed locked on our two friends on the couch.

I heard Danny whisper, “that is kind of hot.”

I looked at him, “what?”

He blushed, “sorry, but I think it is a little bit hot. Don’t you?”

I shrugged, as I looked back at Tim and Bill, “I guess, maybe a little bit.” Deep down I thought, hell yes that is hot, want to try it with me?

Danny continued to rub himself, his cock appeared to be stretching his jeans. He turned to me and pulled me to him until our lips met. My dick instantly sprang to life at his touch, I have had a crush on this guy for the last couple years, and now he was kissing me. We wrapped our arms around each other and we kissed deeper and harder, he ran his hand across the front of my jeans. I shuddered at his touch and did the same to him. A minute later and we were pulling our shirts off, the feeling of our bare skin touching cause me to go weak in the knees. It felt so much better than I had ever imagined it would. We began to fumble with each other’s belts and unbuttoning our jeans. Once I had Danny’s pants open, I reached inside his underwear to feel his dick, he was fully hard, yet the skin was soft. I started to stroke him, he had worked my jeans down around my knees by this time and pushed my underwear down and was stroking me. Finally, my cock was being touched by someone other than my own hand. I lifted my legs and stepped out of my jeans, I was completely naked. I stood their making out with Danny with my hand in his pants and him stroking me. Again, we had forgotten about Bill and Tim, until I felt hands rubbing across my bare ass. I was startled at their touch, I pulled back from Danny and saw Tim and Bill standing next to us with big smiles on their faces. Danny and I smiled back at them, I looked at them all up and down.

I grinned, “there is something wrong here.”

Donny looked concerned, “what, do you want to stop?”

I shook my head, “oh hell no, but why am I the only one that is naked?”

A few seconds later, all four of us were naked and kissing and stroking each other. Tim was tall, thin, blonde and his body was completely hairless, except for a small patch around the biggest dick of the four of us. His cock was about an inch longer than mine and Danny’s and slightly thicker. Bill was a pale redhead with more of a stocky build, his uncut cock was about the same length as mine and Danny’s but not quite as thick. Like Tim, the only hair on his body was the ginger pubes around his cock and low hanging nuts. We stood in a circle stroking the cock of the guy next to us, our free hand on each other’s asses. I suddenly had the urge to taste my first cock, I went to my knees and sucked Danny into my mouth. I reached up and took a hold of Tim and Bill and began to stroke them as they tightened the circle around me and shared a three-way kiss. I worked my way around the circle, tasting each dick while I stroked the other two. I stood back up, the others all took their turn on their knees until we had all sucked every dick in the room.

We paired off and fell onto the two bean bag chairs that we played video games on. Every few minutes we would switch partners, kissing, stroking, and sucking. I would have been so happy with just one dick to play with, but three, well, it was three times better. Danny was laying in the chair, and I was on my knees sucking his dick, I was startled when I felt a tongue lick across my exposed ass. I looked back to see Tim with his face buried in my ass, and Bill was standing over Danny getting his dick sucked. Danny looked at Tim rimming me, and said, “holy shit Liam, how does that feel?”

I let his dick fall from my mouth, “roll over and I’ll show you.”

He quickly turned his ass to my face and gasped as I dove my tongue into his hole. Once again, we rotated so every ass got rimmed and everyone rimmed everyone else. As Tim and Bill were eating out mine and Danny’s asses, I heard them say how much they liked our hairy holes. Danny and I kissed as they continued to lick us. I whispered to Danny, “I want you to fuck me.”

His eyes lit up, “I would love that.”

I pushed the two bean bags together, Tim and I lay facing each other and started to kiss and rub our dicks together. Danny lifted my leg as Bill lifted Tim’s, they pushed their dicks inside us at the same time. Once we adjusted to the invasion on our asses, Tim and I were moaning and kissing while our guys pumped in and out of our tight holes. I can’t speak for Tim, but Danny was hitting my sweet spot with every stroke. I felt my nuts tighten and breath began to quicken, I was past the point of no return, and I let my load fly all over Tim’s stomach and the bean bags. Tim soon followed, covering my stomach and adding his massive load to the bean bags. Danny and Bill pulled out and moved around pointing their cocks at Tim and my face as we continued to kiss. At the same time, they released their loads as Tim, and I licked as much as we could from each other’s faces. We pulled them down to us and fed them their own cum with a kiss.

We all fell into a heap on the cum covered bean bags, catching our breath.

Danny asked me, “did you enjoy that?”

I nodded, “I have wanted to do this with you since the tenth grade. How about you?”

He said, “I didn’t know I wanted to do it until I saw those two kissing.”

Tim grinned, “we have been doing it since the ninth grade.” Bill nodded and chuckled.

We all went into the bathroom and cleaned up, kissing and groping each other until we all reluctantly got dressed. Tim and Bill gave us a final kiss and left to go home.

I called my mom to tell her I was spending the night just as I had done countless times before. I was happy to undress again and crawl into bed with Danny. We woke up the next morning before his parents, his mom made breakfast for us. I had ridden with our friend Ray the night before, so Danny said he would drive me home, I lived about five miles away. We had a good talk on the way and made plans to get together again tonight.

Just as we pulled onto the highway and got up to speed, Danny said, “shit Liam that car coming toward us in our lane.”

Danny tried to slow down and swerve to the other lane, the other car did the same. Just as I heard the first sound of crushing metal, I saw the flash of bright light.

***

I opened my eyes again, Tony was holding me. We didn’t say a word he just knew I needed to be held for a while.

True story I am a bi male who just got out of a 13 year relationship with a woman. I am a nudist, and we were swingers, and she always said she wanted to see me with another guy, but when she would get mad at me, she would always call me a faggot and try to degrade me. Guess that’s why I fucked the first guy I could find after I left, lololol

I will work on a story about my first Grindr hook up, but I’m really more looking for help moving forward.

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All I really want is to show up, dressed however you want, let you do whatever you want, and then leave. I’m not concerned with reciprocating, in fact, I would prefer to offer myself to you in chastity, wearing thigh highs and heels. All I really want is a sissygasm, and the only way I can get that is by doing what you want.

Here’s the thing- my ass isn’t what it used to be, it’s likely to fall apart with a good pounding.

The other thing is that when I get to ass play, my dick gets small? Does this happen to anyone else? I’m more tuned on than ever, it’s just that it’s a different kind of turned on?

I go internal, it’s not about my cock anymore. It’s like my cock is signaling my willingness to submit to you. I always leak everywhere, and I’m sure someday someone will give me a real orgasm that way. My happiness now depends on how happy I make you.

Anyway, I get self-conscious because I don’t want the other person to think I’m not into them?

Again, any comments and advice would be most greatly appreciated

Message From the Author

Hello reader,

I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I’d taken a little break from writing recently, as I am back to university now and unfortunately writing erotic novels has become a tool for procrastinating away from my work. Without giving too much away, this fantasy is more personal to me as of late, and something that I imagine a lot of people would wish to imagine themselves experiencing. Enjoy reading and if you would like this story to continue into a series please leave a comment with your thoughts and I hope you enjoy yourself.

Have a lovely day and remember how important you are.

Francesco x

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Drinks and Sexual Tension

I sat on the train heading home for the start of the summer holidays. A break from university had come at just the right time for me. My work had become a little obsessive, and I needed time away from my flat to recover from the onslaught of assignments that I had been working on. However, taking a break and being bored to death were two very different things, and although my parent’s house had been nice whilst I was growing up, living in the middle of nowhere did have its downsides. I’d arranged to meet up with a friend for some drinks on the outskirts of our town, the two of us had booked a hotel to stay in for a couple of nights so that we could have a few drinks over the weekend without worrying about getting home. At the time, I hadn’t thought too much about sharing a hotel room with a mate from back home, after all, we were both adults and we had done this a bunch of times in the past. But in this case, it was going to give us a very good night without much sleep.

Eventually, my train came to a stop and I got off. I looked around a little before being ambushed from behind. ‘Jesus Christ…’ I said as Sean jumped onto my back. He laughed, brushing off my backpack and picking up my bag, ‘Josh, is it just me or are your trains always late?’. I chuckled and threw my backpack around my shoulder, ‘Either that or I like to keep you waiting’. We headed to a coffee shop for drinks, it had been maybe a year since we had last met in person, but catching up felt like no time had passed even if the gym had significantly changed his physique since we last met. ‘I saw that Sam just got back from Italy, I imagine she’s been…’ Sean gave me a troubled look to stop me from talking before I got myself in trouble. ‘Oh… is everything…’ ‘Everything is fine…’ Sean interjected softly, ‘I just don’t want to talk about it right now’. ‘Sorry, I didn’t realise that… well saved by the coffee shop I guess’, I smiled patting him on the back as we headed inside the cafe. ‘Sean, why don’t you find somewhere to sit and I’ll grab us some drinks’. He nodded and gave me a quick wink before heading into the seating area. I grabbed us some drinks and a sandwich and carried them very very slowly back to the table. Sean laughed with his hand covering his face. He was sat at the very back of the cafe (most likely on purpose), watching me carry the tray at a snail’s pace to the table and yet still somehow managing to spill our drinks down the side of the cups. ‘You know you can ask them to bring the drinks over, you do this every time we come here’, I looked at him with comedic resentment, ‘well maybe if you didn’t sit at the back of an empty cafe each time, you’d get your drink…’ ‘with more in the glass’ Sean interrupted laughing. I put the tray down, mopped the spills with the napkins, and sat down next to him on the sofa. ‘So enough about my past love interests, what’s going on with you and Anna’ Sean said picking up his coffee. ‘Oh that whole thing, that fell apart last year, my studies were getting in the way of us and… well she probably deserved someone better if I’m honest’. ‘I’m guessing you still miss her’ Sean said moving his arm around me. ‘Me… nah…’ but I did, and to be honest I wasn’t putting on a very persuasive exterior. Sean wrapped his arm and brought me closer to him. At the time it was a little odd if I’m honest, we’d never touched or held each other before but I can’t say that it was a bad feeling. We’d always been very close friends just not friends that touched each other. ‘Thanks mate’ I said picking up my sandwich from the plate. ‘No worries… me and Sam had a similar thing… not studies or anything… just that we weren’t right for each other’. Sean loosened his hand and looked down. ‘Shame… her loss though right’ I said elbowing him in the ribs. I could tell that he wanted to say something else, I knew him well enough to see that he needed that relatability, that understanding from a partner. ‘Oh shut up…’ he said elbowing me back and grabbing the sandwich from my hands. ‘I just wish that she could… well like you understand me right, we’re not that different, it’s just weird that…’ I interrupted taking my sandwich back, ‘weird that she can’t be more like me’ I chuckled. Sean put his hand on my leg and massaged it briefly. I stared at him, part in confusion and… well the other part I wasn’t so sure what. What was going on, what was he doing, and why was I staring at him. I put my hand over his, it felt right at the time. ‘Want some more…’ I said holding my gaze and bringing the sandwich over from my plate. I put the sandwich in his mouth and he looked back at me. I was falling into his eyes, it was the weirdest and most irresistible feeling. I took the sandwich back and put the same bitten part in my mouth. What the actual fuck was happening. Why would I purposefully want to feel his saliva in my mouth, and why was feeling the partially moist bread hit my tongue making me start to go hard. I stroked his hand and our bodies moved closer together. But before I could understand what was going on… ‘Have you both finished with…’ I looked over and standing there in awkward shock was a waitress midway through collecting our empty plate. ‘Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt…’ the waitress said as though she had caught us in the middle of sex. ‘What, no no…’ we both said. ‘He was just… it wasn’t noth… it was…’ Sean panicked collecting the remaining empty cups from the table. The waitress took them from Sean as we stumbled over each other trying to justify what she had seen. She took the plates and apologised for her timing. Quite honestly, at the time I was relieved that she had interrupted whatever was happening between us. ‘We should probably get going anyway’ Sean said to me in an attempt to move on. ‘We need to drop off our bags if we’re going to get to a restaurant at a decent time’. We left avoiding eye contact with the waitress on the way out and headed to the hotel.

Looking at the hotel online, whilst nice, it was cheap. You could tell by the carpet and the textured wood stickers. Being university students we didn’t have much income and splitting a cheap hotel room seemed like the best choice, especially at the price of drinks. We arrived in the reception area and checked in. ‘Mr. Timberson is it… let me see’, the man clicked around on his desktop computer as we waited. ‘Ah yes, here, a double room, we’ve put you in 403’, he handed over the tickets, I grabbed Sean from the bar, and we headed up three flights of stairs. As we reached our floor the decor changed, it suddenly went from very tacky to unusually fancy. The red blinding carpet was replaced by a subtle grey and the wallpaper had become a minimalistic pattern with bronze lamp shades hanging from the sides. ‘Geez, how much were these rooms again’ Sean said as we walked down the hallway. ‘406… 405…. 404…. Here we are 403’. I slid the card into the door and we walked in. ‘This was much more than I was expecting… you did prepay the amount we discussed right…’ Sean said walking into the en-suite bathroom. The room was nice, much nicer than any of the photos we had seen before, the carpet was soft and the room was much bigger than I had thought it would be. But there was one problem. ‘Do you think there’s been a mistake, should I go check downstairs’ I said as I looked at the king-sized bed. I knew I’d made a mistake booking the room, I could never remember the difference between a twin and a double. ‘Are you kidding… quickly unpack your stuff so that we can’t get kicked out’ Sean laughed from the bathroom. ‘So I see you’ve fucked up the beds again…’ he said as he emerged from the en-suite. I blushed slightly and began to suggest that we could try changing rooms again. ‘Josh, don’t be ridiculous we can top and tail like the old days’ Sean said as he sat down on the soft king-sized mattress. The sight of him sitting on our bed made me feel uncomfortably excited and scared. I sat next to him and slowly as I went to take my shoes off our two mattress bubbles converged into one, pressing us against each other. As though our legs touching was an instruction to run, I quickly stood up. ‘I should probably have a shower before we head out’ I said rubbing my chest. ‘What’s up with you we just sat down’ said Sean. I wasn’t sure what was going on between us but I just stared at him and he stared back. The idea of getting under the covers with him was something that felt promiscuously tempting. Without saying anything I walked into the en-suite and began to get changed. Throwing my clothes in the corner, I jumped in the shower. Man, I needed to cum but for some reason, I also wanted to wait until tonight. Wait for what exactly, I’m not sure. I closed my eyes and began to touch myself, feeling the warm soapy water run down my body and the smell of lavender body wash fill the room. It wasn’t long until I could feel myself getting hard thinking of getting in bed and making out with… what was I doing, what even was this. I turned off the shower and stopped touching myself for a second. Then came a knock at the door and emerging from the steam came Sean completely naked into the room. ‘Oh sorry mate, I heard the shower stop and I thought that you were done here’ he said both staring at me and trying to avert his eyes from my hard cock bouncing in midair. He started to back out of the door and I called him back in. ‘Oh no worries, yeh I’m about done’ I said as I stepped out of the shower and quickly realised that my towel was still in the bedroom. Sean shut the door of the small en-suite. ‘I hope I wasn’t… you know… interrupting anything’ Sean said again gazing back and forth between my dick and my face, but to be fair I wasn’t much better, he was also clearly getting harder and the longer and closer we got as we moved past each other the harder we became. Man I could have fucked him right there, bent him over, and given it to him, the gym had clearly done wonders for his physique and he was for one reason or another clearly turned on. I made some excuse about why I was hard, ‘seems like you’re no better though’ I said looking down at his throbbing dick. ‘Oh fuck off’ he said with a smirk. We rotated around each other awkwardly so that Sean could have access to the shower, pressing our bodies together to fit between the sink and the wall. I guess with hindsight we probably had space to not have our bodies pressed against each other, our dicks rubbing across each of our torsos, but then that wasn’t what we wanted secretly. Sean jumped in the shower and turned on the water only to let out a blood-curdling scream. ‘You didn’t use all the hot water did you!’ shuddered Sean in a higher pitch. I walked over to the shower and crossed his body with mine submerging my hand into the stream of now lukewarm water coming from the shower head. My dick pushed up against his upper leg and my chest pressed against his shoulder. ‘Nah… you urm… you… you just have to let it come… through the uh…’, I could feel my mouth salivating as the now warm water ran across both our bodies and our wet skin slid across each other as we made small movements to turn. ‘Thanks…’ said Sean looking at me with his eyes half-glazed. I ran my hand back from the shower and slid it down his body slowly, keeping my gaze on his. ‘No problem’. Sean submerged himself in the shower. His long hair flowed down against his neck and the water fell rolling over his sculpted upper body. I backed out of the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and sat on my phone naked in bed for a bit. Sean soon emerged from the bathroom. ‘Mate we need to get moving if we’re going to get out on time’. ‘Yeh I know’ I said rolling off the bed and picking up my trousers from the floor. I felt like maybe waiting naked on the bed was some subconscious desire to stay in and maybe just lick that body up and down with my tongue. Standing up my hands tensed seeing him bending over to put on his clothes over his damp back. I could have torn him to shreds, ripped him, and scratched him so that he would do the same to me. He was like a petal of manhood and I wanted him.

I got changed put on some aftershave and we headed to the hotel lift. As we went down each floor I was astounded at how muscular Sean had become over the year since we had met. His shirt pulled at the buttons around his chest and his biceps bulged to curve and mould his sleeves. ‘Is there something wrong with my…’ Sean said as he looked in the lift mirror for a mark or smudge on the chest of his shirt. ‘Oh, no sorry I wasn’t looking at… it’s fine’ I said trying to recover from the situation. Sean smiled an almost understanding look, which made me more confused about what was happening. Once we got out of the hotel we made our way to Vincenzo’s Pizzeria in town, Sean had been there a few times before, I mean, I say a few times, but to be honest he used to be a regular here when we were both back home. The waiter who recognised Sean from his past frequent visits showed us to our table. It was candle lit with a salt and pepper shaker over a red velvet table cover. ‘Geez this place has gotten fancy’ I said as the waiter pulled us both a seat. ‘Oh I do apologise, is this not what you had wanted’ the waiter said looking at Sean. ‘No this is perfect thank you’ Sean replied. I looked at him perplexed over the light of the candle’s flame. ‘Look, don’t give me that, I wanted to do something nice for yo… for us, that’s why I upgraded our hotel booking.’ ‘You did what, Sean I can’t afford all this’ I replied in shock. ‘No…’ Sean said tucking in his seat ‘I’ve paid for it all don’t worry, tonight is on me’. ‘Wait what…’ I said wondering what the hell was going on ‘Sean how can you afford all this? This time last year you had barely enough money to get the bus’. Sean chuckled ‘Those were the days right, well a lot has happened over the past year’. I smiled but I have to honestly say that I was still a little confused, Sean was a smart guy but what job was he working to land him nights out like this. We ordered a couple of drinks and a pizza but as the night went on the feelings that I had left in the hotel room began to come back. It seemed that he looked even better than before after a few drinks and in the light of a candle. He would make me laugh about stories of our past, and after a while I knew that I wasn’t really listening to anything he was saying, just looking at him and loving us. My legs started to make their way under the table and with a giggle of laughter from his most recent story I slapped my hands against the table touching his fingers as I did so. He didn’t seem to flinch, in fact, he moved his hands closer toward me over my fingertips and moved his legs across mine to rub. Which I did. Slowly. Looking at each other as we did so but kept the conversation flowing. Because God, if the conversation stopped… well we might be confronted with explaining two hard dicks. Sean ordered us a round of cocktails only for him to realise that they had given him the wrong order. ‘Oh geez this is strong’, he said with pulsating eyes. A waitress walking by heard Sean and headed to our table. ‘Is there anything wrong sir’. ‘Yes sorry this… this isn’t my drink’. She took the drink and said to another waiter walking past ‘Can you check what this couple’s order was supposed to be’. Sean and I looked at each other blushing. ‘No we’re… urm we’re not a couple or nothing’ I said retracting my hands from his, and Sean pulled his legs from under the table. The waitress took a quick double take, smiled, and went to sort our order. ‘What on earth’ Sean said laughing. ‘Yeh I know right’ I replied ‘Us, a couple, that’ll be the day’. Sean moved his legs back across to me under the table. ‘That’ll… urm… aha…’ I murmured staring back at him over the candlelight. I moved my hands back across the table out flat and he put his in mine. I rubbed his fingers back and forth. I loved him, but more than that, I wanted to fuck him.

As the night went on we grew closer and incidentally more drunk. We had transitioned from cocktails to shots at this point and had moved our chairs around the table next to each other. Sean stumbled across the bar to go and get a few more drinks and sat whilst he waited. I sat on my phone for a while checking my notifications and after a few minutes, I looked up to see a woman talking and laughing with him at the bar. What the fuck! Who did he think he was! Sean brought our shots over on a tray back to the table ‘See no spills with me’ he said laughing and patting me on the shoulder. ‘She seemed nice’ I said in a disregarding tone, pushing my chair away from him. ‘Yeh, I guess?’ Sean said looking at me. ‘Maybe you could just spend the rest of the night with her’. ‘What are you talking about Josh? What’s up with you?’. ‘Nothings up with me’ I said standing up next to him. Sean in a state of drunkenness took a double take. ‘Mate’ he said putting his hand on my shoulder ‘I was just talking to her’. I shoved his hand off my shoulder ‘Don’t give me that, I saw you!’. Sean dazed by me pushing his hand shoved me backward. Startled and equally taken back that this was turning physical I pushed him a little in return, only for him to throw a punch across my face. Regaining myself I turned round and threw myself at him, pushing us both into a wall in a bear hug. It was rough. We pulled at each other’s clothing and held each other by the grip of our bare hands. However, slowly but surely the wrestle started to turn more into an embrace as we looked at each other as we had done in the hotel, pressed up against each other, for Sean to slip his mouth over mine and to make out in the middle of the restaurant. We had obviously made quite a scene, and we were quickly escorted out of the restaurant but that didn’t matter. Sean pushed me up against the brick wall as I had done to him inside. His lips chewed passionately against my neck as his strong arms held mine in submission against the rough cement. Our cocks pressed and rubbed against each other, begging to be united together and escape the prison of our jeans. Sean’s hands slowly made their way down my body, moving down my shirt whilst sniffing and licking the aftershave on my neck. My hands remained frozen in place from where he had left them on the wall. He slid my skin-tight jeans down my legs and pulled down my boxers for my dick to fly out into the cold midnight air. I’d never done this down a dark alley before, but doing this with Sean felt right. We felt together in this moment. Sean took the head of my cock in his mouth and sucked it slowly rubbing his tongue across and over the ridges. He looked up at me with deep eyes of longing. I reached down, took my dick in my hand, and took it out of his mouth to slap him with it, leaving a wet streak of saliva and precum as it did so. Then taking my other hand behind his head I lowered my dick into his mouth and slid the head slowly down his tongue and to the back of his throat. Sean quickly took over as it hit the back of his throat, and without gagging, he moved into position and lowered my hard cock down his esophagus. Once, twice, three times, faster and faster staring up at me with tears in his eyes as he resisted the urge to gag. I had no idea how he could fucking do this, but he knew what a man needed. With the final rep he opened his mouth wide and without touching his tongue or the walls or his mouth, he pushed it to the back of his throat and once it was as far down his throat as it would go, he wrapped his warm wet mouth around the base and held it there in place. His lips pressed up against my balls and my dick throbbed from inside his throat. ‘Sean… I’m going to fucking cum’ I said scratching the walls with my nails. I tried to push him off but with more pressure from his legs, he pushed himself and my cock harder against the wall and played with me for ten long seconds, holding the position, moving his wet tongue like a snake around the base of my cock. I think he could tell that I was about to go as I started to pulsate faster and harder. He quickly pulled my wet dick out from his body and took in a massive amount of air before falling to the floor. I was in shock. I’d never been treated like this before. I wanted to cum badly but the cold air from the ally helped reduce the urge now it was out in the open. ‘Fuck me’ I said with my head against the wall. Sean was shaking on the floor as though he had just been fucked himself. Looking at him on all fours with his arse bulging outwards and such a strong muscular posture breaking under the stress of my dick made me harder than ever. Such a beast had been tempered by something so erotic. It was too good an opportunity to miss. I moved behind Sean and pulled his elastic jeans down to his knees. His body was still shuddering but he moved his cheeks upwards and outwards into the air and bent his upper body so he was laying and shuddering against the floor. I took my wet saliva covered dick and slipped it into his tight hole. I pushed it about an inch deep and Sean let out a high pitch growl of ecstasy. Although my dick was wet with Sean’s spit, it lodged into him at around two or three inches. I looked down and spat a ball of saliva between his cheeks. It dripped down his crack and covered my dick allowing it to slide another inch or two deeper. Sean’s hands scratched against the concrete floor as I slowly lowered myself deeper into his body. He didn’t say anything, he just growled occasionally like an injured animal on the floor. I started pushing myself in and out, moving faster and faster, pulling the skin of my shaft with his tight arse. I could feel him tensing his body around it, as he would prepare for another deep thrust inside. Whilst the feeling of his tightness felt like nothing I’d experienced before, it was getting harder and harder to move my dick. I began incorporating my legs more, slamming my body into him, as he gripped himself to the floor with his bare nails. My shaft was being stretched and strangled. I could feel each part of it, veins and all, sliding into him with the most sensitive pulsation. I could feel myself about to cum and with one thrust gripped myself in place, tightly against his body. Sean raised himself from the floor and wrapped his head around my neck. Keeping my fingers gripped tight around him, we knelt on the floor, as if praying together in an erotically religious ceremony. For a few moments with our eyes shut, we just felt each other becoming one. We were in this moment one flesh. One body and mind together. We felt him gripping his body around my dick to never let go, and we felt my body pulsating within him edging ever closer to cum. We were closer than we had ever been before. Sean turned his head and with his tongue we filled our mouths, mixing our souls more and more, until it became harder for us to tell where I ended and he began.

Time had slipped away from us and we eventually found ourselves making our way back to the hotel in the early hours of the morning. Making out with more passion as we got closer and closer. Rolling our bodies pressing ourselves across the outside wall of the hotel, Sean grabbed my hand and led me into the hotel past reception, and into the lift. He pressed the elevator button and as we rose through the floors we pushed each other like animals against the handrails leaving sweat and hand prints on the once-clean mirrors. There was some advantage of having mirrors in a lift during our love fight, watching the back of him holding me against the handrail as we would knock and tear at each other was somehow like watching and being in a porn scene. The doors opened and Sean led me running to our room door as if he was uncontrollably about to strip off in the corridor. With my back to the door and Sean pressed up against me, I fumbled for the key outside our room. I searched through my pockets as Sean took off his top and held one of my hands above my head. The door opened and with the release, we fell to the floor, me and then Sean laughing on top. ‘Hey…’ I said giggling as Sean tried to shut the door with his leg. He stood up, walked over me, and leaned round the door of the en-suite. ‘Hey…’ he said shutting the door behind him. I heard the shower turn on and I crawled like a dog to the door undressing myself on the way. The steam and smell of lavender poured like a river under the door. With my clothes and myself on the floor, I pulled the door open to be hit with a humid cloud of steam. I looked up through the haze to a naked example of manhood. The bathroom light rolled across his countered body, revealing the smoothness of every muscle. As if in slow motion every twitch of muscle showed itself, the inner mechanics of his body were acting like an oiled machine. And in the middle of this artwork, stood a pillar firm and centered with perfect tip and shaft. It was his monument, the thing that would later own me like a religious follower. Unwavering it hung over me and I fell in its shadow. It looked delicious, especially as the steam condensed making it glint in the room’s light. Sean lifted my chin with his finger, turned, and followed by me, he walked through the steam into the shower. Squirting some body soap into my hand, I rubbed it over his body and his hand over mine. We rubbed our hands over every part of our bodies, slipping across each other with bubbles from lavender lube, and once we had cleaned Sean turned me towards him and knelt me down as a choir boy. He dripped his dick over me, water splashing against my face under the shower’s persevering rainfall. I opened my mouth, expecting him to fill me as I had for him, but he pulled my hair tilting my head back and filling my mouth with the hot shower water until it was full. I held my breath not swallowing, for him to bring my head back up and replaced the water dripping from my mouth with his dick. Having never done this before, I knew to avoid getting my teeth involved and to instead let him slip straight down my tongue, however, the girth of his monument filled my mouth more than I expected, it was certainly big and didn’t seem to end. It lowered deeper, hitting the back of my throat and I prepared my body to take it further. I could feel him moving, pulsing into my throat, pushing at an angle against the wall. I adjusted my body to take it in further horizontally by raising my body in line with him. Coughing and spluttering, hands and knees shaking, I reached the end of him. I gripped my mouth against him and he wrapped his hands tightly against my back. Arse slapping against the wet tiled wall, I pulled and pushed against his dick whilst Sean thrust himself into me. After a few minutes of this onslaught, Sean held me with him deep inside my throat. I could feel him pulsing longer than before, pressing harder with each pushing muscle until I felt a trickle of warmth run down my throat. The sensation was so comforting, the pulsing, the restriction, I could feel myself cumming with him, each squirt running down our pressed legs. Sean turned off the water and we both fell to the floor panting, coughing, and shaking against the tiles, hands resting on each other we lay there… until the morning.

Il never forget when I got my first outfit when I was 18, always being generally feminine I thought it was time to start my journey. I got a long red hair wig and some thigh high fishnet stocking, black short skirt with a see through jockstrap and a white button up crop top. Some basic makeup like lip stick and foundation and eye line/shadow did the best I could with makeup at the time after watching a bunch of videos on YouTube came out pretty decent. Put the whole outfit on doing a little twirl in the mirror just loved the look I generally looked like a girl being slim and smooth with a cute bubble butt and absolutely no facial hair. I was getting ready for 3rd experience being with a guy and it so happened to be my best friend at the time Tommy. He was your typical tall blonde hair slim muscular build and with blue eyes, every girl’s dream guy.

He always joked with me saying “you know the way you look if you were a girl I’d fuck you” laughing I said “maybe one day il surprise you” all he said was “if I’m hard it’s game on” and me and him have had some interesting moments growing up with flashing each after going swimming and all I’d always show off my ass with loosening my shorts to fall off and he would always purposely make sure I saw his dick when he would go pee if we would be in the woods smoking or something. I have always craved it since the day I saw it, 10″ inches and just thick, I can see why his girlfriend always wanted there alone time at night when I would stay over, just hearing theyre moans made me jelous not going to lie. I have always fantasize about him domming my petite skinny frame. He had a idea I wasn’t into girls but never questioned it part of me always thought he wanted to experiment with since he always flashed his cock to me and i mean just pull it out and be like hey look, some times when i had my back turned or something or even bending over he would run up behind me hugging me and grabbing yelling “look out” and he would say he is messing with me but he would always make sure i felt his cock press against my ass, especially when id be in sweat pants he was always hard. So that bring me to where I’m at now I’m sitting in my bed room all dressed up waiting for my parents to go to sleep so I can sneak to my car and go to Tommy’s house. His girlfriend was away for the weekend and i know he was sitting at home alone smoking doing nothing so I hit him up asking if he wanted to smoke and he casually says yeah come over, he had no idea I was about to show up looking how I do. 10 pm rolls around and I finally make my move to leave lucky for me I got out smoothly and now my only worry was if his parents where asleep. Even though I wouldn’t be in the house we always smoked in his shed or garage. I pull in the driveway see the light are out in his house and the lights on in his shed. I get out my car nervously and walk to the shed take a deep breath and open up the door. I swing the door open and he turned and looked.

His.jaw was dropped when he got a good look at me, wearing sweat pants and tank top blunt in hand and all he says was “dude you look like a legit girl” he looks more and smiles and laughs and says ” and you actually look kind of hot” I ease up walk in and close the door laughing I say ” was going to see if that offer was still on the table you made a few weeks ago” i get closer to him as he is leaning on the sit on tractor for cutting grass grab the blunt hit it a few times to calm my nerves and say “well what do you say” looking up at him he smiles and says “you should check to see if I’m hard” smiling I hit the blunt a few more times pass it back to him and get down on my knees to see, I can clearly see his outline and him bulging from his sweat pants, my heart is pounding and I slowly pull down his pants for his huge cock to slap me right in my face.

We both laugh at that happens and I said ” well guess you are pretty hard then” he goes “well you know ashley is out of town have no one to take care of this” I lean in more say “I’d love to help” after saying that I open my mouth as wide as I can licking around his head starting to take him feeling how big he is my mouth, I have never been with someone this big yet was such a mouth full, I start to slowly move my head back and forth on his big cock taking him in more and more with each Time I went down on him, Im drolling all over his hard dick, taking more and more of him deep throating as much as I can really bobbing my head up and down on him cradling his big nuts, the whole time he is rolling his head back moaning puts the blunt out and grabs my head starting to thrust his hip towards my face I’m gagging and spitting up all over his dick but I can’t pull away I love his big cock so much I just kept bobbing my head back and forth as he face fucks me. He pulls out of my mouth his dick all nice a lubed up he goes “okay let’s see what you look like from the back now smiling” I’m still on my knees stroking his big fat cock with 2 hands smile up at him and say ” you know you always want a piece of this ass” he laugh and goes “just stand up I wanna see you bent over this tractor” I stand up we switch spot i bend over lifting up my skirt ” he says “damn you should of been born a girl with the cute ass you got” as he says that I feel him teasing my hole with the head of his huge cock I push back a bit and feel the tip make its way in and that had me maoning he was so thick. He slowly start to push more and more in me I’m starting to moan loud at this point saying fuck yes to myself He back out and goes back in each time going deeper and deeper till I feel his hips pressed against my ass, my legs are shaking feeling his giant meat stick in me, he starts long thrusting me making me feel every inch as he goes in and out of me moaning each time I feel all 10inches in me, he slowly picks up the pass each time and I keep pushing my hips back towards him. He is fully railing me making my ass beat red as he fucks me, I can’t stop moaning so loud from how big he is then he slowly down a bit smacks my ass pulls out and tell me to sit up on the little table he has. I sit down and he lifts my legs right over his shoulders and goes back in all the way. I’m almost screaming as he covers my mouth and rails every ounce of energy out of me I’m shaking so much I blew all over myself in my jockstrap. He sees i can barley take anymore he pulls out makes me fall back to my knees making me jerk and suck him till I swallow his load and my God was it a big load also was my first time swallowing but loved it ever since. Once I clean him off he doesn’t even put it away he leans over grabs what’s left of the blunt lights it and gives it me laughing he says ” well anal wise you last a lot longer than any girl I’ve been with” taking a hit still on my knees I look up and says ” dude your cock is huge” at that put i kiss it before getting up, he puts it aways i clean myself off finish smoking. We both talked about how fun everything was and part ways, I limped to my car and lucky got back inside my house without anyone seeing me. After that experience I was addicted to big dick ever since would also hook up with him 2 more times after, different outfits each time too for his liking 

I have to confess, the size of the thing rather took my breath away when he first brought it out, unaccustomed as I was in those youthful days to dildos, and most other sex toys if it comes to that.

He’d been a friend for a number of years (platonic but close) and we’d fallen into sex with each other during difficult times on the home-front; mine, not his. Things can fall apart sometimes, and good friends become something more.

I’d moved away from home while the situation sorted itself out, living on my own, adrift and a bit hopeless. He’d rallied around, and one night, staying too late, he’d shared my bed and stuff had happened.

Good stuff, you know, a bit of spooning in bed after we’d turned out the light, his breath on the back of my neck, a kiss, just letting me know it would be okay. Tucked up close, I could feel his boner hiding in his underpants, pressing against my buttocks, nice.

“Do you mind?” he’d asked, and I didn’t, naturally. I’d taken his hand, placed it on my hard cock, hidden behind the shield of my boxers, nothing to see here. But there was of course, plenty to see, as his hand slipped inside and held my flesh, nice.

We’d fucked, of course, and kissed, and smelt each other’s bodies, and sucked each other’s cocks, and swallowed each other’s semen, and all before midnight, if I recall correctly. I don’t think either of us had quite realised the force of our secret attraction, until then.

And so we’d gone on, even after things returned to normal on the homefront, meeting and fucking and enjoying each other’s hidden desires, many of them dormant before being prodded into life by our freewheeling friendship.

Then the dildo appeared during an afternoon of elicit sex, skiving off work, like naughty schoolboys. He’d said he had a surprise, and he was right. A double-headed dildo, thicker than his penis, or mine, and as long as you wanted it to be.

“You or me?” I asked, knowing the answer already. Stripped off, I lay on my back and opened my legs, a view he always admired, my pink hole partially obscured by my low hanging balls and the jumbled hair of my crack. 

“You too” I demanded, and he began to strip in front of me, making my limp dick twitch. His smooth, pale body came into view, cock semi-hard, hairless balls hanging just right, slight beer belly overhanging his thick, luxuriant bush. A favourite spot. My cock twitched some more.

He had the lube ready and waiting. I suggested we may need quite a bit, and laughed nervously. He climbed onto the bed between my legs, his hands running from my ankles to my thighs, relishing my hairiness, cock getting harder. His and mine.

He cups my furry balls, knows how to pull on them just this side of too much, forcing a groan from my lips, which he likes to hear. My dick stands up, foreskin draws back, a bead of juice leaks from the slit. He catches it with his tongue. 

Another groan as he teases my tight hole. I clench instinctively while he rubs and massages, moistening his fingers with his own juice to gain partial entry, before squeezing out some lube, allowing one, two, three fingers easy access. 

He moves around inside my passage; “It’s warm and soft in there” he purrs, pushing in further still. I’d like him to fuck me now, but he has other business on his mind, despite the hardness of his dick, which will be accounted for later.

He withdraws his hand and watches as the flower of my anus contracts back to tightness, or at least the appearance of. Taking up the dildo he smears lube liberally over the knob at one end and down to the halfway point of the shaft, caressing it almost lovingly, which makes his cock bob and bounce in the air. 

“Take it slow” I caution, knowing that he would anyway; he is a gentle lover, even when the games get rough. He lifts my balls and presses the rubbery head against my ring, pushing slightly, transfixed as the mushroom knob slides easily in, past my sphincter, sending a jolt through my body.

“How’s that?”, holding steady as I accommodate the giant tool. “Fine” I respond, slightly breathless, “more”. 

He needs no further encouragement and appears transfixed by the sight of my arse sucking in more and more of the shaft. He laughs and tells me he can’t believe how much I can take, which makes me want to take more. For him.

“Can you feel it inside? he asks, but the look on my face answers his question. Mouth open, eyes glazed, a sort of delirium upon me, moaning deep and real, everything electric, “fuck, fuck, fuck….” is all I can say.

“Fuck!” he responds, “fuck, fuck, fuck…..”. 

How long do I lie there, blissed out by a toy? Forever probably, or at least until he slowly starts to withdraw it, inch by inch by inch, until I feel the bulbous head push past my sphincter once again and plop out with a squelch and a fart. I can’t even laugh, just lie there, astonished.

My dick is limp, his too, so preoccupied have we both been. 

Minutes pass, he massages my stretched arsehole, watching as it relaxes and tightens. Leaning down he kisses me, long and deep. I feel his cock stiffen against my stomach. He moves and enters me, cums inside almost immediately, and then collapses gently on top, breathing into me as we both slide into exhausted sleep.

I was at a relatives funeral ..someone quite old who passed, not unexpected and celebration of life more than all mourning.  I met a guy who was a longtime neighbour of my relative, he had known them for years. I hadn’t met him before, but  for some reason, out of all the people there, we started chatting at my cousins place after the burial. I told him I was a relative, I lived out of town, but came in town for the funeral. 

He used to cut my relatives grass, move snow, etc., being a good neighbour…and help them out as they were quite elderly. Nice guy for sure…we talked more. My aunt and uncle had supported him when his partner passed away, about 10 years earlier. He said his partner, Roger, had cancer. Sad for sure. At that point I said I was sorry and that I can only imagine how difficult that would have been. Alan was likely around mid sixties. I wondered if my cousins knew I was talking to a gay man…I am sure no one knows I am bi curious, but I have never done anything with a guy, and I wasn’t about to. I excused myself as my cousin called me over for something. 

Food was available, and when I went to grab a light bite, you can guess who was in front of me, Alan. We both grabbed some food, and went outside to eat. We sat at the same table, beside each other and chatted more. I don’t know if he sensed something, or it was just my mind thinking or asking myself why is he talking to me…does he know..do like minded people attract each other…I figured I was just being silly. We talked, a couple other people joined us at the table…a good chat about my relative, a few laughs…some speeches by some people about her. A good time in what can be a bad situation…

Anyway, things began to wind down, most people have left, I speak to my cousins, and say my goodbyes, I am staying in town on my own, so need to get to my hotel, and likely just relax for the night, nothing planned.

As I am leaving, another of my cousins asks if I am heading to a certain part of town,  if I’ll be passing my relatives old area. I said yes, I’ll be going by there. Great he said, can I ask a favour of you…sure I said. Can you give a friend of ours a lift, he took an Uber here, so a ride home would be appreciated. No problem I said. My cousin says let me get them…of course it is Alan who needs a ride.

So I said hi, you again! My cousin said, oh you met? We said yes, have chatted here a few times today. We say goodbye, and off we go. We do more small talk as I drive, and we get to his place, Alan says thanks. I say it was a pleasure meeting, and I enjoyed talking. He asks me if I have any big plans, I said no, just heading to my hotel. Likely going to chill for the night. 
Alan asks me if I want to come in for a coffee before heading off, as he has no real plans. I first say no, I don’t want to wreck your plans, I really should be on my way. He says no problem, he has no plans, and since he rarely gets out, it should be nice to have some company, even if only for a coffee. He taps my arm  and says come on in.

Okay, if you insist, I will have a drink, and then be on my way. In my mind, I knew what I was hoping for, but I wouldn’t do anything. And he isn’t inviting me in for anything more than a thank you drink. We go into his house, a nice place, I say it looks great. I take off my shoes, and I look up and Alan is standing in front of me, having taken his shoes off, but I am right at crotch level. I stand up, and he leads me to the couch. My imagination is working in overdrive now…and not to my surprise, I can feel my cock starting to come to life. Instead of trying to hide it, I purposely sit so it will be clearly visible to Alan…but will he notice, do I really want him to notice?

Alan now returns from the kitchen, and says the coffee will be ready in a few minutes. He asks me if I want a tour of his home, and I say sure. I compliment each room, and when he shows me his bedroom, I realize I am sporting a massive hardon, and I can feel some precum wetness happening. I know what I want, it’s been years of wanting to do something with a man. Is he interested? At that point I see his eyes look at my groin area, and there is no way he can miss it. I put my hands in front of my crotch to ‘hide’ it. Alan looks again, then takes my hands, and puts them on the front of his pants, and reaches over and rubs my now fully swollen cock. I can feel his growing harder. 

I look at him, pull my hands away, and say I had better get going. He puts his arms around my waist, and says not yet. He pulls me in closer, and brings his lips to mine, and kisses me. My heart is pounding, I should go, but I kiss him back, and I feel his tongue pushing into my mouth. I don’t resist.

Alan strokes my hair, and he says let me show you more of my bedroom. We get near the bed, and he pulls my shirt off, and unbuttons my pants, pulling them down…leaving me in a pair of wet precum covered underwear. He takes off his shirt, and tells me to get down on my knees. I am once again looking at his groin area, this time clearly seeing his hard cock through his pants. He undoes his belt, and tells me to unbutton and then unzip his pants. I do, and together we pull off his pants. Only his underwear stand between me and his hard cock. He pushes it into my face, tells me to sniff it, and then lick it through his underwear. I breath it in, and use my tongue to lick it. I feel it growing and I lick. 

I stand up as he gives me more direction. He pulls off my underwear, and my cock is standing at attention. Mmmm he says, as he looks at my cut cock. I then reach down and strip off his underwear, and there it is, his beautiful hard cut cock and balls, nicely shaved. I touch it and stroke, and he does the same to me. We then rub our cocks together, sharing our precum, and lubing each other’s cock with our wetness. 

Alan says that he doesn’t want me to do anything I don’t want to. He asks If I still want to leave? I shake my head, no.. he tells me to get back on my knees, I do as he asks. Here I am, inches  away from his hard wet cock. I should leave, get out now, last chance. Do I really want to do this?  Or was I just playing a game? He puts his hands on my head, and gently pushes my head to his cock…I lick his cock head, taste his precum, then lick his shaft. This is it, I can’t stop, I can’t resist. I look up at him, make eye contact, and open my mouth, and take his hot cock into my mouth. It feels so good, it’s so hard. I am sucking cock, finally. I can feel my cock dripping, but  all I can think about is enjoying his hard meat…it feels so right. I could do this forever.

Let’s just say the coffee and the hotel never happened. With every ending there is a new beginning.