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“Wake up! Wake up, Love.”, Shan was shaking my body to wake me up. I opened my eyes and saw that he was all dressed up and was leaving for classes. It was late morning. I slept far too long than my usual timings. Shan smiled, came near to me and told me, “Hahaha! You had a deep sleep last night. I tried to wake you up in the morning an hour ago but you didn’t even respond. Hahaha. I’m glad that you have started sleeping peacefully in my arms. I love that. Love you, Love. I will catch you up in the evening now when I return to our room.” I simply nodded in agreement. I was still in sleepy mode with limited awareness of my surroundings. I yawned and wished him, “I hope that you have a great day ahead. Love you too.” I saw Shan’s eyes turn bright. He came closer to me and gave me a quick peck on my lips. He winked at me and quickly left the room.

The memories of the last night hit me badly. The feeling of strong guilt, shame, pain and pleasure started coming into my mind. I was unable to make any sense of anything anymore. I was losing my mind. I was taking deep breaths now while keeping my eyes closed. 

Today was a bright Sunday morning. I had no classes but Shan had. I started doing my daily chores. A couple of hours went into those activities. It was around 2 pm. I laid down in my bed and wanted to take some rest. I decided to confess everything in front of Shan once he returned. I was ready for all the consequences. 

“Knock! Knock!”, a sound on my door. There was a knock on my door. The voice said, “This is me, Majid, Shan’s father. I know that Shan is not here. I am here to talk to you.”. I was terrified after hearing his voice. I thought that I would faint. My breadths were heavy and deep. My body started shaking. I started panicking. I froze for a couple of minutes. There was silence on both ends of the door. I heard the knocking on the door again. Majid told me, “Please, Madhav, let me come inside. Let’s talk.”. I gathered my courage and opened the door. Majid quickly entered the room and closed the door. I sat down on my chair and he, immediately, sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. He wasn’t making any eye contact with me. 

Majid: “I… I know it was wrong. But I couldn’t help myself. I am unable to understand this myself. I’m dying inside. Homosexuality has been forbidden in my religion.”

He paused for a couple of minutes. I remained silent.

Majid: “Madhav, you are kind and intelligent. You made me feel alive in a way that no one else had ever done. I am continuously thinking about you. I hardly slept last night. During my short sleep, I saw a dream about you. It was a beautiful dream, but it was also a fantasy. I know that I can’t have everything. But I also know that I can’t just pretend that these feelings don’t exist. I want to find a way to deal with them. I need to find a way to be happy and fix everything. Tell me how!”

I remained silent. I had no thoughts. I was numb. He again asked me, “Please give me a solution to end this. I’m dying. Help me!” I answered, “Go, see a therapist.” He quickly responded, “Don’t murder me with your harsh words!” I started laughing in pain with a crying face. My heart sank. A wave of sadness washed over me. I asked him, “What do you want? Do you want to marry me now?” Majid turned and started walking away from the room. I asked him, “Do you want me to hold your hand from behind, lift you and throw you on my bed?” He remained silent but stopped walking away and stood right there. He turned around and sat on the bed. Majid took a deep breath and whispered, “I’m drawn to you like a moth to a flame.” I cautioned him, “Be Careful, moth! Don’t burn yourself to death!” He couldn’t speak. He just sat there, staring at me. I continued, “You have to deal with your feelings for me on your own. I can’t help you here.” Majid took a deep breath. Majid responded, “I just had to tell you how I felt.” I answered, “I think it’s best if we don’t see each other again. I need time to process everything.” He nodded. I saw the tears welling up in his eyes. I started crying as well. I couldn’t control it any longer. We both were crying.

We calmed down a little bit after some time. Majid whispered politely, “Please make my dream come true. I want to feel alive once again in my life. Then, I’ll survive with the help of our memories together and happily die one day. I beg you. Please love me. Please touch me.” I remained silent. The lust in me wanted rough sex with him right there but my conscience would never allow me to become a cheater. That guilt would have eaten me alive. A couple of minutes passed. No word came out of my mouth. There was complete silence in the room. Then, Majid opened the door and walked out of the room. But I knew he wasn’t fine. He too knew that he would never be the same again. Everything had changed. His deep-buried desires had taken control over his mind.

The evening arrived. I decided to go out to the park to relax. When I reached there, I saw that Shan and Majid were sitting on the bench. I couldn’t help myself but overhear their conversation.

Majid sat across the bench from his son, Shan, looking at him with pleading eyes. “Beta, I understand your feelings and I accept you for who you are, but you can’t continue living this way. People will talk and it will bring shame to our family’s name. You need to have a wife and children to maintain our honour and respect in society.”

Shan looked down at his hands and sighed. “Abba, I can’t do that. I love Madhav and he loves me. We want to be together and live our lives without hiding anymore.”

Majid shook his head. “I’m not saying you have to leave Madhav. You can continue to be together in private, but in public, you need to have a wife. You don’t have to love her, but you need to respect her and fulfil your duties as a husband.”

Shan frowned. “That’s not fair to the woman I marry. She deserves to be with someone who loves her and wants to be with her.”

Majid placed a hand on Shan’s shoulder. “Beta, life is not always fair. Sometimes, we have to make sacrifices for the sake of our family and our reputation. I understand this is not easy for you, but it’s the only way we can keep our integrity intact.”

Shan looked up at his father with tears in his eyes. “But what about my happiness? What about what I want?”

Majid paused for a moment before speaking softly. “Your happiness is important, but sometimes, we have to prioritize the well-being of our family and our community. You can still find happiness with Madhav, but you need to do it discreetly. I’m asking you to think about this, beta. Think about our family, our community, and your future.”

Shan nodded slowly, knowing that his father had a point. It wasn’t fair, but it was the reality they lived in. He thought that eventually, he would have to make a difficult choice, but for now, he would continue to love Madhav and keep their relationship a secret.

My heart sank after overhearing their conversation. I never wanted to be anyone’s dirty secret. My heart was filled with overwhelming emotions. I wanted to tell Shan that his father raped me. Or was that even a rape? Was I even serious about Shan? Was Shan serious about me? How would I tell Shan about his father’s confession of his feelings for me? So many questions filled my mind. I returned to my room and sat there. After half an hour Shan arrived there. I was trying to rest with my eyes closed. I became aware of his presence after he groped me in the bed and started kissing me passionately.

“I missed you so much all day, Love. Did you miss me?”, asked Shan. I laughed and replied, “What do you think?” Majid laughed and responded, “I think you must have been planning to make me a happy boyfriend.” I gave him a quick peck on the lips and answered, “A Happy Boyfriend? Hahaha! You’re in a mood today. It looks like everything has been sorted in your life.”

Shan: “How can you just read me so easily?”

I: “I have multiple talents. Hahaha.”

Shan: “Hahaha! I know. You have completely bewitched me.”

I: “Hahaha. Are you calling me a witch?”

Shan: “Yes, I’m. You’re my witch. My Madhav.”

I: “Do you even know the meaning of my name?”

Shan: “Yes, I do. I searched for it online during my class when I was thinking about you. It means, “Lord Krishna”, right?”

I: “Yes. And, I already know about yours. It is a common word in the Hindi language to represent pride or dignity. Hahaha.”

Shan: “Yes, you’re correct.”

I: “Of course! I’m, Love. Hahaha.”

Shan: “Let us make passionate love. I want my naked boyfriend now in my arms.”

We started laughing together. We were living that very moment. We started kissing each other. We started removing each clothing item at a time for each other. He removed my shirt first and then, I removed his jeans. He hugged me. We laughed and made out. Then, he removed my pyjamas and I removed his shirt. He was completely naked because he never wore any underwear and I was in my top and bottom undergarments. I started laughing and teased him, “Now, What shall I remove from your body? Hahaha.” He was laughing as well and answered, “You can remove my shame and fear.” I got completely lost in his words and told him, “You’re such a romantic. Hahaha. Oh, baby! Embrace me now. I don’t want anything to come between us, not even our clothes.” He loudly responded, “Yes, Sir! Hahaha.” Then, he removed everything remaining on my body and embraced me. We were naked. We were kissing each other passionately while holding each other in each other’s arms. It was a beautiful moment. 

Suddenly, Majid entered our room. Shan forgot to lock the door. Majid screamed, “What? Don’t you have any shame! At least lock the door.” We screamed seeing him and quickly covered ourselves with the blanket. Majid was standing right in front of us. He wasn’t moving or saying anything else. We too remained silent. Shan covered his face with the blanket and hid himself in my arms. I was maintaining eye contact with Majid and asked him, “Please give us some privacy and let us get dressed.”

Majid: “Why do you, love birds, need privacy? I have already seen you two naked.”

I: “Because we aren’t comfortable. Please give us a few minutes.”

Majid: “Shan, Come out now! We need to prepare dinner.”

Shan, still inside the blanket, “Yes, Abba. I’ll come to my room. Please wait there.”

Majid walked out of the room. I asked Shan to come out of the blanket and relax. We dressed up and he walked out of the room without saying anything. I felt awkward. I too went outside to check up on him. I saw him walking towards the kitchen and the door of his room was open. Majid was inside the room. We both saw each other and I was standing at the door.

Majid: “You looked quite hot making out with my son.”

I remained silent.

Majid: “Say something. Don’t let my mind run wild.”

I: “I have nothing to say. I was with my boyfriend.”

Majid: “Boyfriend? Hahaha! This sounds so funny.”

I: “It’s not funny for me. I have true feelings for Shan. I’m still trying to process everything else.”

Majid: “So cute! What will happen to your relationship when your boyfriend will know that you cheated on him with his father? Tell me!”

I, hesitantly: “I… I never wanted to cheat. I… I didn’t cheat. You… You raped me. You forced yourself on me.”

Majid: “Yeah, right! That’s why, you were enjoying our breeding session so much when I was fucking your ass while eating your mouth.”

I: “I… I…”

Majid: “I? What? Hahaha! Accept this reality about your life. You want me to fuck you brutely. Don’t worry! I will do that for you. After all, you’re my son’s ‘boyfriend’ and it is my responsibility to take care of you and your needs.”

I: “Consent by deceit is not consent at all. Keep that in your mind.”

I walked away from there and entered my room. I didn’t want to go to the kitchen to prepare my dinner. My mind was running wild. I was in deep shame and wanted to confess everything to Shan. I ordered the food online. I tried to sleep early thinking that today, Shan wouldn’t spend the night in my room. A couple of hours passed. It was around 01:00 AM. I woke up hearing a knock on my door. It was Shan. I opened the door. He hugged me, kissed me and confessed, “I couldn’t sleep in my bed. I missed you so much. Let’s sleep together.” I nodded, held his hand and brought him to my bed. I removed his clothes. Then, I removed my clothes in front of him in a sexy way. I was totally silent all this time since his arrival. Then, I sat on his lap and started rubbing my ass on his dick. We started moaning. We were now making out passionately. Shan whispered in my ear, “Do you want me to fuck you, Love?” I nodded. Shan was amazed to hear this. “Wow!”, he said. I applied a lot of lube to his hard cock and sat on it. His cock penetrated my ass in one go. I screamed in pain. My eyes teared up. He started kissing me to shut me up while pumping his cock in my ass. Now, I started enjoying our love-making session. We were completely lost in each other at that moment. Suddenly, I noticed that Majid was standing at the door while trying to hide himself. I was able to see his shadow. I forgot to lock the door when Shan arrived. A part of me wanted to stop my romance with my boyfriend and tell him everything but I got even more horny after knowing that Majid was watching everything. I wanted to give him a show of his life with my best performance. I increased my pace, and Shan went crazy. He was moaning loudly. He was screaming in pure pleasure and joy. I was in bliss as well. I saw a small pile of clothes at my door. I presumed that Majid was now naked and might be jerking off. I turned into a sex demon. Shan cummed in my ass and shot multiple loads. I, immediately, pushed him aside, ran towards the door, grabbed Majid inside the room and locked the door. Majid was totally naked with a hard dick. His dick was leaking precum. Shan screamed after seeing his naked father. Majid tried to run away from the room. I was standing in his way. He pushed me but I held him tightly. Shan covered himself with the blanket. I quickly threw Majid’s clothes outside my room and locked the door once again so that he couldn’t leave at any cost. Then, I went towards Shan and made him look at his father. Majid was avoiding any eye contact with his son and standing in such a position where his back was facing us while he was trying to cover his ass with his hands. I kissed Shan to calm him down and told him, “Your father raped me yesterday. Today, he confessed his sexual feeling for me. He is at least bisexual. Don’t hate him. Release him from his shame, his lifelong cage.” Shan got confused after hearing my words. He had nothing to say. Majid was still standing with his eyes closed. I continued, “Shan, your father kept all his feeling buried deep inside his heart. I think he is struggling. We need to set him free. Just look at him, he is trembling in fear.” Shan calmed down a little bit after hearing my words. He whispered, “What are you saying? Do you want me to fuck my father or let him fuck you? Do you want to fuck him? Do you want me to allow my father to cheat on my beloved mother?” I responded, “We need to give him a free pass tonight. We won’t judge him today. He must be allowed to experience everything tonight.” Shan replied, “Oh my God! You’re insane.” I calmly responded, “Shan, your father is in deep pain. He can’t even sleep without nightmares anymore. I know it is very difficult for a child to understand about his father. Let me show you.”

I went near Majid. He opened his eyes and begged me with his eyes to let him walk away. I hugged him tightly. He didn’t want to hold me. After a couple of minutes, his hands automatically held me tightly. It seemed like he couldn’t control himself. A moan released from his mouth. He melted in my arms. We were now hugging each other naked. We, three, were naked in the room. I took Majid’s hand and made him sit on the bed. I took out a blindfold from my almirah and blindfolded Majid with it. I told Majid, “This is to calm you down. Tonight, you have no name and no identity. You’re not anyone’s father or husband. You’re not even Majid. Tonight, you’re just a body that wants to enjoy pain and pleasure. Let off of all your inhibitions, shame and fears. Show me what you truly are.” Majid, trembling in fear, nodded in agreement. I told Shan, “Tonight, I’m not your boyfriend. We are all the vehicles of love and acceptance. Tonight, we will live our wildest fantasies and kinks without any judgment. We are just the bodies.” They nodded. I kissed Shan. He seemed unsure about everything but I could see in his eyes that he wanted that. He was no longer hiding with the blanket. He set up the mattress on the floor to have enough space for all of us.

I commanded Majid, “Listen! You bitch! You raped me. Now, I will rape you, bitch.”

Majid, still in fear, “Yes…”

I: “What did you say, boy?”

Majid: “Yes, you can do anything with me, sir.”

I: “Good boy. Now, open your mouth, tongue out!”

Majid was following every command as instructed. I spat in his mouth while grabbing his neck, saying, “You’re my faggot now!”. Majid moaned and responded, “Yes, I’m your faggot.” I commanded again, “Get down on your knees and suck my raging hard dick!” He nodded in agreement and instantly started royally sucking my cock. He took my entire cock in one go in his throat. He was a good boy at that moment. His mouth was watering. This cocksucker was so good that he was about to drain my cum out of my balls. Before he could have done that, I pushed him away and gave him a tight slap on his face. My four fingers got imprinted on his face. He moaned, “Sorry master! Punish me for being a bad boy.” I responded, “You’re a very bad boy. Get ready to be punished.” I raised my feet and put his head down on the floor beneath my feet. He started sucking my feet to prove to me how good a slave he is. He cleaned my feet perfectly with his tongue. I was super horny and my wildest and kinkiest fantasy arose. I took a thread and tied its one end to a one-litre filled water bottle using it as a weight and the other end to his balls, commanding him, “Now, you won’t cum without my permission. Enjoy the pain, bitch. Your balls have been tied with a weight pulling your balls down.”. Majid moaned and replied, “Thank you, master!”. He was now struggling with the pain of his tied balls but with a beautiful smile on his face.

I pulled him closer to my mouth and gave him a passionate kiss to calm him down. I grabbed him and put his ass on my things. I started spanking him tightly, each slap for each butt cheek. Soon, his butts turned red. He was crying with tears pouring from his eyes. I stopped. I held him tightly and gave him a hug. He calmed down after some time and thanked me for everything. I lubed my fingers and his ass. I penetrated his ass with my three fingers at once. He screamed in pain. I laughed and said, “You’re getting punished, bitch.” Majid screamed in pain but with a sense of sexual pleasure, “I’m a bad boy. I’m getting punished. I deserve punishment. Thank you, Master!”. Shan’s eyes popped up after hearing his father’s words. I continued laughing. I was finger fucking his ass brutely maintaining a consistent fast rhythm. Now, he was enjoying his ass getting fucked. He was loudly moaning and yelled in pleasure, “Feed me your cock. My ass is hungry.” I quickly lubed up my hard cock and penetrated him in one go. He moaned loudly thanking me, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”. I commanded Shan to fuck his father’s mouth. Shan was totally hard but hesitant to fuck his father’s mouth. I commanded him again, “You’re not his son tonight. Fuck his mouth. He needs your hard raging cock.”. Shan started fucking Majid’s mouth. He was so brutal with his pace. Majid’s mouth was watering. Shan was giving Majid a throat full of his cock in each stroke. Now, Majid was getting fucked in his ass and mouth simultaneously. 

Majid’s balls were full of cum. He wanted an immediate release but he simply couldn’t because his balls were perfectly tied up. This dissatisfaction was making him go wild. He was now throwing his arms and legs. I commanded Shan to give this bitch two tight slaps on his face while I will spank his ass. We did that simultaneously. His body was trembling now. I screamed, “Bitch, tonight, you’re getting used for our sexual pleasure. You’re getting punished. You’re nobody for us. We don’t care about your pleasure. You won’t cum tonight! Hahaha!”. He screamed in disappointment, “No! No! Please Master! Please! I’ll be a good boy. I want to release my cum, Master! Please!”. He started crying in disappointment. I commanded Shan to put back his cock in his mouth again to shut this bitch up. Shan did the same. We continued like this for some time. I commanded Majid, “Now, it’s time for you to get double penetrated.” Majid remained silent. Shan cried, “Oh My God!”. 

We positioned ourselves and double-penetrated him with full force in one stroke. Majid screamed in pain followed by a deep pleasure. He was moaning loudly, “Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me like a bitch! I’m a shameless useless whore. A two dollar slut!”. Majid was riding our cocks like a champion as if his life depended on it. The pressure was so strong that we cummed in his ass simultaneously. We pulled out our cocks from his ass. We wanted to pee. I ordered Shan not to waste a single drop of his piss. I yelled, “This bitch is thirsty. Let her drink your juice.” Shan was hesitant and embarrassed. He froze on the ground. Majid pulled him closer to him and took his entire flaccid cock in his mouth requesting, “Quench my thirst, Master!” Shan released his piss in Majid’s mouth. Once done, he pulled his cock out and sat on the bed. I made my bitch drink mine as well and sat on the bed with Shan. Shan hugged me. He was shaking. He was trying to process everything. I embraced him in my arms and kissed him. He melted in my arms. Majid was still on the floor, blindfolded with tied balls attached to a weight.

After a couple of minutes, Majid requested, “Thank you so much, Master! I won’t forget this night. Release me now and give my identity, my authority and dignity back.” I saw Shan’s eyes and immediately said, “Yes, you’re a free person now. You can now untie your balls and remove the blindfold.” Majid did the same. He moaned loudly full of pain and pleasure once his balls got free.

We, three, were now looking into each other’s eyes. Shan started making out with me. After some time, I stopped my kissing session with Shan and looked into Majid’s eyes. He was dying to feel the same love and compassion. He was dying to cum. I signaled him to come closer to me and he instantly came. I started making out with Majid while Shan was next to me on the bed. I wanted to make Mjid feel special and loved. He melted in my arms. I ordered Majid to love Shan’s ass, “You want to cum. Then, use your beloved son’s ass. This is your one and only chance.”. Shan, immediately, responded, “What? He is in the role of my father right now.” I replied, “Exactly!”. I blindfolded Shan and asked him to enjoy this night without any judgement. I commanded Majid, “If there is still any toxic animal left in you then let that animal lose control. Fuck his ass”. I positioned Shan’s ass. Majid gave two tight spanks on his ass, rimmed him and started fucking his son brutely. He was using his ass for his own pleasure. Shan was shaking. He was in pain but later, his pain turned into pure joy. I started fucking his mouth. Majid and I cummed simultaneously in Shan’s ass and mouth. We all hugged each other and started making out. We don’t remember when we all slept in making out and caring for each other in each other’s arms, naked. 

The happy morning finally arrived. Majid woke me and Shan up to have a cup of masala chai with him. There was a beautiful smile on his face. He was all dressed up as if he was going out or something. Majid greeted us, “Good morning, Love Birds! It’s tea time. I have prepared the breakfast for you two.”. Shan and I were still sleepy from all night’s activities. Shan kissed me to wish me good morning. Majid smiled. We had our morning tea. We mostly remained silent. We were communicating non-verbally through body language and facial expressions. About half an hour passed.  Majid told us, “I have to return home to take up my responsibilities. You, boys, live your life. Shan, just don’t think about anything now. We’re absolutely good here. You focus on your studies and this boy. I’ll handle the rest.” We, three, became too emotional. Our eyes were wet. I apologised to Majid, “I’m sorry if I have hurt you in any way. I had so much rage inside me…” Before I could have completed my sentence, Majid stopped me and said, “You’ve given me the most beautiful memories of my life. You’ve nothing to apologise for. I too need to process everything on my own.” I hugged him tightly and said, “At least stay for some more days.” Shan joined me in this request, “Yes, Abba. Please. Stay for some more days with us. Let us be a family together.” Majid was overwhelmed with emotions. He was hardly able to speak anything but told us, “If… If I will stay any longer here then, I won’t be able to leave at all. Bye for now. Take care.” Majid left us. Shan was crying. We hugged each other. We confessed our love for each other. We kissed. We decided to be boyfriends in our public college life without posting anything on social media. 

We bid farewell to Majid. I knew that this is just the beginning of our beautiful journey together as a family.

The End.

I was employed as houseboy to Lord Rimmer a distinguished old gent of seventy two. When I say houseboy I really mean slave as I had to cater for his every need which I didn’t mind as I was a struggling twenty three year old would be actor paying my way through drama college.

“Darren my boy, there you are, I’ve been calling for you for some ten minutes” said Lord Rimmer.

He was sitting in his usual wing chair dressed in his familiar silk dressing gown and nothing else.

“You know what to do my lad” he said.

I went over to him and knelt own in front of him., I opened his dressing gown up and out sprang his already agonizingly stiff dick supported by his hand.

I didn’t much care that it was a Viagra enhanced erection, it was so fucking stiff and handsome.

I reached for it, squeezing the thick girth and feeling the pulse of the monster in my hand.

“Good lad Darren, get on with it”.

I leaned over and took the hot knob into my mouth letting my tongue roll sensually over the helmet and then teasing the taught skin behind the helmet.

The lord was already moaning, eyes closed and in a world of bliss.

I took more of the cock into my mouth and sucked on it with some expertise. If cock sucking was an Olympic sport I would have won gold by now without any doubt.

Lord Rimmer moaned helplessly as I slurped and tongued his prick to the edge then I released it and started slowly  tongue teasing the tip again.

“Do you like it sir?” I asked letting tongue run from his balls and up to his knob and back.

“Oh! Darren, I love it, you are a very good lad and so very obliging”.

I took him to the edge a few times and managed to extract a good load of glistening pre cum from his dick and then he asked me to stand up.

I stood beside his chair and he unzipped my trousers and yanked them down together with my underpants. My dick was rigid and eager for his mouth.

“My turn lad” he said and then he took most of my cock into his mouth, clutched my balls and sucked me with the skill he’d mastered for years.

I began to moan too, his technique never failed to amaze me and he had me on the edge in no time.

“Turn around Darren” he said Show me your lovely arse”.

I did a he asked and he immediately stuck his tongue in between the crack of my arse.

“Hold those cheeks wide lad, let me get in there I’m not called Rimmer for nothing”.

I pulled my cheeks apart and his tongue was in me in a flash, probing and wriggling whilst I groaned with absolute delight.

“I want you completely naked lad” said Lord Rimmer pausing for a moment “Then I want to rim your hole out until your arsehole is aching for my cock”.

I undressed completely as he asked, my dick sticking out rigidly my arsehole twitching for his hot tongue again.

He stayed in his wing chair and I had to mount the chair and stick my bum in his face as he steadied me with his hands.

His hot tongue drove into my hole making me moan with utter pleasure. With his hands steadying me I managed to lean over him to suck on his rock hard cock whilst he continued to rim my hole ferociously.

His prick was so hard and a dream to suck on, my tongue walloping around his sensitive knob and whipping up loads of my saliva which ran from my drooling mouth all over his throbbing shaft.

“Sit on my cock now lad, I think your hole is pretty wet and ready to be fucked” said Lord Rimmer removing his face from my butt cheeks.

“Sit facing me so that I can slurp on your stiff cock though” he added.

I positioned myself facing him as he asked and I lowered my saliva dripping arsehole onto his slobbery wet pulsating prick.

“That’s it lad, down and down onto my prick. That’s nice, that’s it right down, Oh! Lad that feels wonderful right down, right to my balls”.

I was soon flush with his pubes. my stretched hole sheathing his rampant cock.

“Is it wrong for me to want my cock right up inside you lad?”

“No” I replied “It is so right and it feels so good for me”

I began to ride his fat dick, my hole feeling every hot inch, my cock jerking excitedly as his tongue leapt to lick it.

The ride was so fucking sexy, my hole tingling with cock, my balls active in their sac as Lord Rimmer sucked on my knob.

Holding my hips he helped with the ride, pulling my arse up his prick and then slamming it down again to a chorus of sensual moans and groans.

With my balls begging to churn out my spunk I pushed my prick to the back of Lord Rimmer’s mouth and began to spurt my juicy load down his throat.

The noises of him gobbling my cum down had Lord Rimmer spurting his own man batter up my arse in five jerks of his randy dick. I could feel his cum slipping from my hole as it slid down his pulsating prick.

“You are my special lad” said Lord Rimmer. “You take my cum without any protest. Do you like your old Rimmer’s spunk?

I leaned in to kiss him  my tongue slipping into his cum creamy mouth and tasting my own sperm.

“I like your cum sir and I like my cum too. I hope I pleased you sir?”

“As always” replied Lord Rimmer, lifting me off his cock.

“Tonight my sweet lad I want you to sleep with me all night so that I can fuck you again and again. Would you like that Darren?

My hole was throbbing hot and cock sore but I told him that I would gladly sleep all night with him as long as we were not actually sleeping.

He liked my answer and told me to go and rest a while which I was very glad to do.

Come the evening and I was in Rimmer’s bedroom looking at the king size bed and the large pillow placed in the middle which I knew was to support my hips. Lord Rimmer came into the room completely naked, his cock a pretty big lob but not fully erect. I let him undress me and he kissed me during the whole undressing episode , his hot tongue in my mouth, his hands giving me a good feel up. Of course in no time my cock was rigid , a rigidness Lord Rimmer took immediate advantage of by slipping into his mouth for a dreamy suck which had me on the edge.

“Let’s get you on the bed sweet lad, I need to rim your fuck hungry hole “.

First I had to lay over the pillow, then he spread my cheeks and stuck his hot tongue as deep in my arse as he could get it. The feeling was ecstatic and my moans came easily as he pleasured my hole to unbelievable ecstasy.

The man certainly lived up to his name and the pressure of his chin against the back of my balls almost had me coming. His tongue was a fucking master, digging into my hole and working me into a frenzy. He continued to rim and suck on my arsehole for about thirty wonderful cock twitching minutes. His tongue must have been aching by the time he’d finished working it into my arse.

I was so ready for his cock now, my hole soaking wet with saliva. His knob fitted into me snugly, my hole caressing it tight. He pushed and pushed until every inch was inside me throbbing hot and keen to fuck.

“Does that feel really good Darren? You have all of my cock inside you right up to my balls”.

“Just fuck me” I replied “I need fucking so bad”.

Lord Rimmer steadied my hips and began to fuck me thrusting the full length into me back and forth till I was groaning my head off.

He knew how to fuck a guy and had me right on edge and gushing pre cum from my dick.

“I want to see your handsome face Darren as I fuck you so get over onto your back and slip the pillow under your hips there’s a good lad”.

I quickly did as he asked as I needed to feel his big cock back inside me.

He held my legs up and I felt the thrust of his seven inches, his knob slapping my young prostate.

“Oh! Fuck Sir! That feels so good sir, so good”.

The weight of his hot body felt good on top of me and I grasped his bum cheeks as he continued to shaft me.

His stamina was great and the fuck was well into twenty minutes, his heavy cum filled balls slapping me with every thrust.

“Do you want my spunk lad? Do you want it creaming your hole? I’m so close”.

Of course I wanted his cum, my hole was begging for it, begging for as much spunk as he could muster . I was at that point of excitement where I could have drowned in sperm and he kept fucking me with his big stiff prick knowing that I would do anything for his juicy cum to flood my hole.

The Lord said he was close and yet he was still shagging my arsehole like he’d just got inside me. His cock was rock hard and the knob was jabbing at my prostate keeping my pre cum flowing. I’d never cum without some cock stimulation but the persistent thrust of his fuck hungry prick had my cum gushing from my cock in hard spurts across my belly.

The Lord milked me off just by fucking me and the orgasm was fucking awesome. My dick was just pumping cum, my arsehole squeezing Lord Rimmer’s prick tightly as my orgasm took hold.

“I’m coming lad!” he said finally “You’re making me cum .Oh! Fuck! Here it comes lad here it fucking comes!”

He slammed his prick hard and held it still as he jolted six loads of jizz up me. I clung to him, my hands pulling his arse pulling his spurting cock deeper.

We clung together for some time, my cum keeping us in a sticky hold, his cock still moving in and out to drain his balls right off.

“You are one juicy fuck lad” he said , his fingers feeling for my cum.

With fingers coated in my spunk he offered them up for a good licking. We slurped over them and kissed making the most of the semen creaming our lips.

It was one a.m. now  and my arsehole was oozing cum and throbbing for a dick. The Lord was sleeping next to me but my hand was soon arousing him and his cock. I rolled on top of him and fed his stiffening prick into my creamy hole. I reached for a blue pill and slipped it between his lips. In twenty minutes I knew his cock would be rock hard and fucking me again.

The wait was worth it!

Hi guys, I am Dirk, a 34 year old gym rat and a sports trainer for college jocks. I have a degree in sports medicine as well. I am five feet and 10 inches tall, curly blond hair, deep blue eyes, weigh a very hard ripped 195 pounds, almost hairless body, big biceps, strong thick thighs, handsome set jaw, lots of dimples and have a thick 8 inch cut cock with very tight big balls full of cum seed. Constantly horny and love man cock and ass as a versatile fuck buddy.

Approximately a year ago I met on separate occasions three of the hottest horny studs in my life and rapidly begin to have wild gay sex with each one. I have fortunately been able to keep my secret from each other. I do feel bad letting each one of them think we are in a monogamous relationship. I had meant to make a quick decision of which one I would select for becoming a couple but my will became almost impossible as each one was so fucking hot and wow such great fuck buddies. But now I must act before it is too late to choose one and let the other two find a great fuck buddy. Time is running out as each one will not accept me having three weekly fuck buddies.

Let me share some things about each one of the best fuck buddies any guy could ever meet. They are very different in physical features and each one has a special way of making me horny as hell and give me the most incredible orgams.

FUCK BUDDY ONE: CAL

Cal is a gorgeous dark handsome 40 year old Italian horny dude that is the most sex driven guy I have ever met. His hormone and testosterone drives are like an 18 year old. Before I met him, he was sexually active and was a stripper at gay clubs. The days and nights I spend with him he wears me out wanting sex three or four times a day. He shoots the biggest loads of thick white cum I have ever seen. He is a total bottom thus giving me his man pussy as many times as I can handle. He insist that I always dump my DNA in his pussy. Man he is a terrific cock sucker. We both are on PrEP.  He has very dark hair, dark black eyes, smooth body with very little body hair, a beautiful 7 inch cut cock, stands 5 feet and 10 inches and weighs a very slim 170 pounds. He and I have shared huge loads of cum over the past year. He loves talking dirty as we have sex.

Cal s a terrific ass eater, man he loves and I love receiving his sexy mouth and tongue eating me out. Eddie also loves for me to rim his pulsating cock. He does not like  using condemns during fucking.

When I fuck Cal, he has so many exciting positions in every room of my condo on his back, on his stomach, riding my cock like a wild cowboy, on the floor, on the bed, on the kitchen center isle, out doors on the balcony, in my car, and on and on. He is super at using his ass muscles to grip my cock milking me dry. He has had years taking men’s cocks using his ass to massage those beating cocks. We both love eating each other’s cum. Cal grew upon the West Coast.

Cal tells me that he was truly a slut before he met me. He has a great sense of humor and is such a tease that I like. He loves talking dirty all the time and not just when we are having sex.

FUCK BUDDY TWO: CODY

Cody, a 28 year old sexy dude,  grew up on a farm in the Mid-West and is a hot Swede with blond hair, stands 6 feet and 2 inches, weighs a ripped 220 pounds from his years of working on his parents farm. He has very huge biceps, sexy big hairless chest with large muscled men’s breasts with quarter sized nipples eager to be sucked, large muscled laced legs and huge warm thighs that I love kissing and licking as his rock hard cut 9 inch cock touches my face spewing precum on my face that smells and taste so great, very large balls always full of a huge supply of semen for me. He is mostly a top ripping my ass apart with that giant cock before dumping that corn fed semen deep in  my man pussy. He loves getting down after filling my ass with his cum, sucking that warm cum of his out filling his mouth with his seed and feeding it to me as we wildly French kiss. Cody loves rough sex as he knows how to fuck me as if I have a jack hammer in me. He also loves the 69 position where we suck each other’s rock hard cock and sometimes we shoot in each other’s throat.  When he fucks me, he has a magical way to massage my prostate driving me wild with lust. Cody is a very gentle and nice guy except when I let him fuck me rough. He is a very intelligent dude that loves going with me to lectures, museums and the theater. 

Although I know he is presently loyal to me, he recently told me he is bi-sexual that was a surprise. Cody is 28 years old and works for the government. By the way, he has the sweetest cum I have ever tasted.

FUCK BUDDY THREE: EDDIE

Eddie, an amazing sexy 31 year old,  was the first one of the three that I met a month before the other two. I fell in love with him the first time we met. He too grew up in the mid-west in a large city before he moved to the West Coast. I met him on a university campus at a rally. He approached me and we instantly bonded. Man is he ever hot and sexy. He is a very gorgeous and handsome African American guy standing 5 feet and 6 inches, weighs a nice slim 155 pounds and as an undergraduate he was the college football quarterback. He has very curly well kept black hair in an Afro style, dark brown eyes, and just light chest and leg dark hair. He has an amazing huge thick 9 inch uncut cock surrounded by  big black patches of pubic hair that I love putting my face in and smelling that amazing nice fresh washed scent. His cock has is a big mushroom size head with a a very wide open piss slit and yes he is uncut giving me the pleasure of using my tongue to run it under that coat of loose uncut skin driving him wild with lust for me. Although the other two guys hav e lots of cum, Eddie puts them to shame as he has record amounts of cum with each ejaculation. When he unloads his cum enemy ass it is so large that half it runs out of my ass before he is even spent.–a river of man seed that must be a record. His baby batter is not only huge but is is a sexy mix of salty and sweet cream.

Eddie is an employee of a prestigious university and is the most romantic of the three. WE sped lots of time seated on a sofa curled up in each other’s arms, kissing, holding hands, massaging Esch other’s body and having such a fun time. We both love politics and are very progressive politically. He loves going walking in the parks holding my hand as we both are showing huge bulges. We both are totally versatile as to fucking ass or receiving a big cock up inside our man pussy. I especially love for Eddie to let me get in my back, spread my legs wide and he takes his smaller body down on top of me and fucks me for the longest time. Eddie has very long staying power that makes our love making last a long time, mmmm that is so good. Eddied I both love rimming each other’s pink puckering asses. 

Eddie is pure gay and has no interest in sex with a female. I am particularly drawn to smaller guys that makes Eddie so attractive to me. And yea big black cocks are so attractive and feel so good in me.

All three of my fuck buddies and I use PrEP and we also douche our pussies before raw sex. FUCK all there guys have so much great features and the sex is so beyond any thing I had imagined before I met them. They all three give me total ecstasy ever time we fuck.

HOLY FUCK IT IS DECISION TIME, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO????? WHAT IF I MAKE THE WRONG CHOICE AND LATER REGRET IT????

HEY GUYS WHAT DO YOU THINK? THIS IS ONE BIG DECISION!!! decision, decision, decision

There is no way I can continue to have all three studs, that is not a choice—Dirk says.

When Dirk makes his decision, he will share the decision with you along with a detailed wild raunchy fuck session they have with the guy and their next fuck session as they celebrate their reunion for the future. It will be wild and very ball emptying session!!!!

Man these four guys are pure lust and fuck buddies for the past four years as Dirk keeps his secret of each one not knowing about the other two fuck buddies–all that secret cum.  

COPS

by F.E. COOPER

Whimsy is hiding behind this tiny tale, with off-beat logic of its own. If situations dismay at first, go with flow’s proverbiality and coast along for a smooth ride into the gentle land of mirth somewhat cockeyed.

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The phone. My neighbor.

“Hello.”

“Did you throw a trick out last night?”

“Me? No. Why do you ask?”

“Well, there’s a nude guy flat out on your lawn. Not moving.”

“What? I’d better have a look. Call the police, will you?”

The chief and two officers arrived by squad car to find my neighbor and me, hands on hips, looking at the corpse.

“Can you tell us what happened?”

My voiced arched, “He died either here – which I don’t understand – or died elsewhere and was placed here – which I also don’t understand. Just look at the poor thing – so cute otherwise.”

“What about the dildo in his butt?”

“Not one of mine.”

“Okay. Here comes the medical examiner. Maybe he can tell us what he figures.”

We were cautioned, “Don’t touch him.”

In chorus, “We haven’t.”

My neighbor, breathless, was peering over everyone’s surrounding shoulders, “I get credit for spotting him.”

No one paid him any attention.

We were rapt as the team rolled the subject of interest onto his back.

“Gosh, is that cock cage gold?” the smallest of the cops asked. “Looks expensive.”

I volunteered, “That’s a custom job by Conrad’s Codpieces and Sex Supplies in the City of Poochkeepsie. I get their catalogs quarterly.”

That pertinence interested no one.

Eventually, everyone left except one of the police – the one I noticed – cutest of the lot at about five-feet-seven, tightly uniformed – whose job was to take my statement. He had no idea I’d checked him out on his department’s website.

Checked also the role of his older mentor-now-chief who, with his friend the medical examiner, had shown early interest in practicing hypnotism on the new recruit.

Good old Dark Web. Great place for set-ups.

One of my hypnotic stares and a couple of suggestions placed the young man on the path to role reversal.

Indoors, my robe was quickly shed as I moved to help him reveal himself clothes free. “Thus, we can be honest with each other,” a statement with which he agreed, smiling when he saw what I had for him.

He asked, “Is that for interrogation?

I sensed guilt in the way he inflected his question. “You bet.”

“Your firearm’ll get the truth out of me.”

“Have you a lot to tell?” I asked, spreading his legs.

“You’ll get it out of me by force, I know. Lots of force.”

Talked a blue streak, he did, the whole time. Minutes flew. Finally, when I was juggernauting him, he confessed, “I was put up to put down the body on your grass so I could meet you.”

“You flatter me, officer. You went to a lot of trouble. I appreciate that. How about another hour?” He nodded absentmindedly. I plowed, gaining his attention.

“My reward? How wonderful. The chief will give me a citation when I get back to the station.”

“Which one?”

“The station?”

“No, which citation?”

“Fulfillment of Duty if, as a keepsake, I bring him lots of your DNA.”

“Why?”

“To use it against you in a court of law.”

“Why?”

“To convict you for murdering the cute guy.”

“Tell me more.”

“Okay,” he squirmed. “Just give my prostate some more of what you’ve got.”

I ramped into high gear. Bing. Bang. Wham.

Under siege, he offered, “It’s like this, the coroner will suction out from me and squirt a load into the corpse then replace the dildo. Analysis will provide you as author of the circumstantial evidence.”

“But it’s not one of my dildos.” Wham. Boom. Bang.

“Can you prove that?”

“No one can prove a negative, don’t you remember your Plato?”

“Plato Mucker? I knew him well, that Plato. Oh boy, how he used to demonstrate interrogation techniques with me when we were in the academy! Thorough guy. Real positive. On the force now in West Mulehollow under a great chief, I believe. You’re nearly as good if not as big. Speaking of force, more, please. Oh my!”

Actually, he rattled breathlessly non-stop. I provided the needed punctuation. One kapow after another. Several splats. How the bed thumped the wall!

I sent him off, my loads secured by a suitable plug, which he promised to return. He would return, surely, because he had ogled my dildo array. However, what intrigued him more was my collection of cock cages. Fur, leather, metal alloys.

I promised to fit him with one for daily wear and something special for inspections.

In time, we took photographs of his cuteness in a gold-tone cage and plugged. Sent them to Poochkeepsie, where Conrad’s emporium (and now cocktail lounge) arranged for him to pose in new models for their forthcoming Spring catalog.

How he preened – peacock proud. They pampered him. Spoiled him.

That is, until…

…the plot against me collapsed after Detective Dick Bruiser entered our lives. One smart investigator, he linked my neighbor to the murder. Jealousy, you see, lay at the root. The State prosecuted my neighbor and the medical examiner for manslaughter. Did a jolly good job of it.

The detective and the innocent-acting police chief collaborated with me in arranging – at the behest of certain funds provided by me – to have their peewee officer paroled to me. Me. I locked him in a chastity belt while he readjusted his allegiance. Showed him my handcuffs.

Of course, while he was in the slammer, other members of the police force came by regularly in tight uniforms to be checked as fit for duty, especially in the area of interrogation techniques.

One queried whether oral skills might help.

Duh.

I was quick to remind him, “Nobody can talk with a full mouth.”

I put him in his place – stomach down – and showed him how to extract a reliable confession. “Don’t ever let yourself be talked into unnatural practices. Scavenge if you have to through a bit of silt – it washes off – but sink your staff of inquiry to its hilt and much will come from it.”

Word got around. I was placed on retainer as a special advisor to the police department. We stand ready for service to the community and nearby outlying areas. Just give us a call: Information Extractions, Inc.

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Wade

It was the second week of classes and Wade was at his desk. He had his reading assignments completed and was wrapping up an outline for a paper to be turned in the next day for the professor to approve or reject before he researched and wrote it out. He rolled back and looked through the open door through the one across the hall. He could see Santos leaning over his desk and beyond him, Charles sprawled out on Santos’ bed reading. It bugged Wade to see Charles always on Santos’ bed or at his desk. He knew it was harmless, Charles lacking the possessiveness of some, therefore guilty of not noticing someone else’s space. He freely shared anything: cellphone, bicycle, clothes, a gaming video, even a book he had yet to finish, telling Santos he didn’t have time with his classes, so it wasn’t a big deal.

But it still bugged Wade, and he knew at the core of it he was aggravated with him, for Charles had shown up right after he met Santos on the day of his arrival. A couple of hours later, his own roommate, Eric, showed up. It had to be a group thing for lunch or dinner or going to the sports bar to watch a game or to a movie or…it was everything they did, leaving him no opportunity to get Santos alone.

He was frustrated. He was horny. And every time he came out in the morning to head to class, he would run into Santos getting a smile and greeting that reminded him of it. He lay in bed at night picturing Bruno. Jacking off on the bank of Fox Creek. Naked in the water laughing at how they had just had sex. The sex. Beneath him on the bank of creek covered in sweat and sand begging him to fuck harder. In his room the weekend his parents were away, naked, legs pushed into the bed either side of the lean torso as he fucked him. Images of Bruno naked came to him from so many scenarios his cock would be painfully hard within his boxers. When Eric was asleep across the room, he would slip down to the bathroom and jack off in one of the stalls, hoping no one came in at the wrong moment.

Eric came in followed by Anwar and Jacob. He tossed his backpack down and turned to Wade.

“Hey, we’re going to ride out to the park and do the trails. You want to go?”

“No, I’m going to finish this, so I don’t worry about it tonight.”

“You still going to hear that band play?”

“Planning on it.”

“Anyone else going?”

Wade knew the insinuation in the question. It was a reggae band, one Connor had talked about, and he was curious about it. And Santos was going, so there was that. But none of the other guys had any interest in going, which pleased Wade if it meant he only had to share Santos with Connor and Pascal.

“Connor, Pascal, and Santos, I think.” A bit of a lie.

“You can tell me about it tomorrow,” Eric replied as he began to change into a jersey and shorts, he wore when riding. A minute later, Wade watched the three guys leave, Eric pushing his bicycle.

 

Wade was surprised at the difference in the crowd for the reggae band compared to those of previous visits when the bands had been some genre of rock. There was a larger diversity and there was a different vibe, one looser and more relaxed. When the band came on everyone moved with the rhythm of the music, those at the front openly dancing back and forth in front of the stage.

“I’ve never heard a reggae band play live, but this is great,” said Santos.

Santos had leaned close so as not to have to yell over the music, and Wade sensed his presence, the physical nature of him. He leaned over to reply, capturing the scent of the cologne Santos wore, something spicy or woody in a manner he couldn’t describe. He remembered how Charles mispronounced the name. Jean Paul something or other. He couldn’t remember, but he liked its fragrance, especially on Santos.

“I like them too.”

“Do you listen to reggae?”

“No, never have before.”

“Connor said to get Bob Marley or Hibbert and give them a listen.”

“Connor would know,” Wade replied. They knew Connor had been a military brat, traveling from base to base since his birth, but the place that seemed to stick with him the most was his time at Fort Buchanan in Puerto Rico. It was the place Connor found himself as a teenager and it was the place, he had discovered reggae. Slipping in the La Sombrilla Rosa in Old San Juan with the locals as they played reggae and other island music.

 

The band was packing it up, the lights turned up, and the bartenders and bouncers leading everyone to the exits. Connor and Pascal were in front, Connor with an arm around Pascal’s neck as the two talked of music and its various genres. Wade walked beside Santos, at time bumping into each other as they funneled into the crowd trying to get out one of the doors.

“I wonder if Connor has an enemy in the world,” said Santos.

That woody scent, spicy and lingering in the air. The deep voice with its deliberate pronunciations of certain words. The hand that rested on his shoulder. Wade stammered at first, then got himself together. “Are you kidding? He is friends with everyone he meets.”

“Holden doesn’t like him.”

“Holden doesn’t like anyone; besides, I doubt Connor realizes it.”

Santos laughed, gave his shoulder a slight squeeze. “You’re probably right.”

Back in the parking lot behind the club, the four of them piled into Pascal’s Accord. They drove back through town, past the diner that stayed open all night, Connor wanting to stop and everyone else ready to call it night. Back at the dorm, they strolled down the corridor, Connor and Pascal peeling off first, Connor right and Pascal left into their rooms. Further down the hall, Wade and Santos came to their doors.

“That was fun,” said Wade.

“Yeah, we should watch for another reggae band coming to town. I see Eric beat you back.”

“As did Charles you.”

Wade wasn’t sure if Santos meant anything by the observation his roommate was back, but he did. It meant they could not be alone in either room.

“You want to grab breakfast in the morning?”

“Sure, what time?”

“Ten?”

“Knock on my door when you’re ready.”

Wade knew Santos, like himself, was one that needed breakfast to get going. So many of the other guys skipped it, which meant it would be one thing that involved just the two of them.

 

It was strange how the floor seemed empty. Wade and Santos had returned around six after spending the day together, breakfast at Ann’s Diner, a bike ride out to the park and back, then going to the mall for a late lunch and knocking around. To Wade, it felt like a date. A date without confessions of love or the holding of hands or stolen kisses. But Santos sat close to him at the counter in the food court, bumped shoulders from time to time giving him a smile, then there was the question, one he had stammered around with a vague answer.

Why didn’t you go out with Lisa?

It was the friend of Jacob’s girlfriend, one that had joined them for dinner a couple of times over the last week. She had hit on him, embarrassingly upfront about wanting to go out with him.

I just wasn’t interested in her. She’s too forceful.

A lie, but one that would sound plausible to everyone, except Santos.

There were two football games being played in every sports bar in town and a lot of the guys had gone to one of them to watch. Then there was a big-name band playing at the coliseum, and another large group of the guys were going to the concert. It left the floor nearly empty, only Brian and Gabriel seemed to be in their rooms, and both were getting ready for dates.

“Are you doing anything tonight?” asked Santos as they neared their doors.

“No. You want grab dinner somewhere and hang out afterward?”

“Yes, I’d like that. Let’s freshen up and I’ll come over when I’m ready.”

Wade called home as soon as he got into his room, having put it off all day. Usually, he called in the morning, and he knew his parents would be waiting for his call. He was about to hang up when Santos came in and sat in Eric’s desk chair. He was leaning against his desk only a few feet away and he could look at him. The dark eyes that were looking at the crap Eric kept on his desk, then up at the photographs and the poster hung on the wall over the desk and bed.  The eyes swung around, and he found them looking at each other as he said goodbye.

“Everything alright at home?”

“Yes. Let me clean up and we’ll go. Like Santos, he was going to wipe off and put on a clean shirt. Fresh deodorant and a light spray of cologne, he came back into the room shirtless, carrying the one worn that day. He tossed it into the laundry hamper at the end of his bed, pulled out a clean shirt and slipped his arms into it. When he turned, buttoning it up the front, he saw Santos looking at him. It was a look he thought he knew.

“What do you want to eat?” Wade asked in a low voice.

Santos looked up into his eyes, shrugging his shoulders. “I don’t care. You want to hit the deli on Magnolia and come back to watch a movie or something?”

Or something, Wade thought. “Yeah, sounds good. Let’s go,” he replied as he picked up his keys. “I’ll drive.”

 

It was after eight, the dorm eerily quiet, made more pronounced by how Santos had closed his door when they came in. They were on his bed, sitting sideways, backs against the wall watching a movie neither seemed particularly interested in. There was a bump of a foot against another, first by Santos then by Wade. Wade shifted a leg, bent it at the knee letting it press into Santos’ leg. Santos leaned closer, arm against arm.

“This movie sucks.”

It made Wade laugh, then when he looked around, Santos was right there, so close he could just lean over a bit and kiss him.

“Yeah, it’s not very good,” Wade finally replied, switching off the television. He was tired of the cat and mouse game, if that was what it was, and he was determined to find out how far Santos was willing to go. “Can I tell you something?”

“Yes…tell me.”

“I like you.”

“I like you.”

“But in the same way?”

Santos smiled, then leaned closer until they were kissing.

 

Wade lay back letting Santos strip him. The agonizingly slow unbuttoning of his shirt, the kisses and caresses of his chest and stomach upon reveal, then the hand raking along the top of his jeans, fingers just beneath the waistband. A tease, something to increase his arousal. He pushed up against the hand as lips tugged on his ear. He moaned, then grabbed Santos by the head and kissed him.

The hand pulled at the waistband until the button slipped free, then tugged at the zipper. Wade felt the freedom the undoing of his jeans gave him. His cock stretched out within his boxers then flexed with his arousal as the hand squeezed and worked fingers along his length.

“Fuck, yeah,” Santos whispered as he slipped his hand into the boxers.

Wade moaned at the feel of it on his cock. The boxers became too confining with Santos manipulating his cock. He raised his ass and worked jeans and boxers down until mid-thigh.

“Yeah…get naked,” said Santos moving down the bed where he worked the jeans and boxers down each leg until the feet slipped free.

Wade felt the clothed body between his legs. The hands that held his waist or rubbed over his stomach and chest. The mouth that moved up and down his cock. He shuddered and pushed upward and felt Santos’ nose buried in his abdomen.

A hand slipped between his legs and rubbed up along his thigh as lip and tongue worked his cock. Fingers enclosed around his nut sac, tugging until it hurt, and he moaned with the pleasure of it. His cock flexed in the mouth as his release was building.

“Santos…I’m going to come,” Wade uttered in a breathless whisper.

The mouth sank down all the way until the nose pressed into his abdomen. The suction was too great and the tongue working around his cock pushed him over the edge. He grabbed Santos by the head with both hands and held him on his cock as it exploded. Spurt after spurt into the suctioning mouth until he shivered with the tortured feel of it.

“Stop…stop, Santos, please,” Wade uttered.

As soon as Santos raised his head and looked up satisfied, Wade moved on him. Flipped him to his back and worked furiously to undo the buttons on his shirt. He pulled Santos up, working the shirt from each arm.

“You have to get naked,” Wade uttered as he pushed Santos down and worked the jeans undone, then roughly tugged jeans and boxer-briefs down the legs. He was frantic, rough in his movement as he stripped him.

Then Wade was between the legs with cock in hand. It was so hard the head was wet and drooling. He licked it, then with lips pressed to it, sank his mouth down on it.

He sucked and tongued and kissed that cock. He worked his mouth up and down its length, worked his tongue around the loose skin, and jacked the shaft while holding the head in his mouth. Santos couldn’t take it, not another manipulation, and he shoved upward and came, filling Wade’s mouth.

“Fuck,” Santos uttered, falling back on the bed.

“Yeah,” Wade whispered, moving between the legs, hooking each one into the crook of his arms. He moved up the bed lifting the legs then pushing them back and out. He spread Santos as he shifted up close to the spreading ass.

“What are you doing?” Santos asked in a joking manner.

“I’m going to fuck you,” Wade replied as he raked his cock across the spread ass.

It sounded like Santos growled, then Wade felt the ass push against his cock. “Do it, put that cock in me.”

Wade pushed through the tightness. The head then inch after inch until about halfway inside him. He held still focusing on the feel of it, how the tightness gripped his cock and Santos was working his ass back and forth just enough to sense the movement. He leaned forward until resting on his hands, Santos folded up beneath him, and began to fuck. Tugged outward, then pushed inward, going deeper and deeper until pressing against the upturned ass. He moved at the waist, working his cock through the tightness. Hands held his ass cheeks making him fully aware of how they flexed with his movement, tightening with every push. Fingers dug into them as he pumped cock into Santos’ depths.

“Fuck…fuck…” Santos uttered in a breathless voice.

Yeah, fuck, Wade thought as he increased his pace until slamming down against the ass burying cock all the way inside him. The bed squeaked then rocked beneath them in rhythm to their fuck. It spurred Wade to keep up his pace, work his body until muscles burned with his exertion. His cock grew so hard it ached for release. And he kept fucking, pushing for that release.

“Santos,” Wade exclaimed as he shoved into his depths and came. He shuddered and jerked, continuing to jam his hips against the ass trying to sink deeper into him. Then he fell still gasping for breath. He slowly kissed the neck, up to the jaw until lips pressed against lips. With lips still touching, he whispered. “Now do me.”

 

Wade lay on his back slowly stroking his slimy cock. He was staring at Santos, who stared back while holding his ankles. With eyes locked, Santos pushed his legs apart, wide apart, making him feel his nudity, how he was fully exposed to him. He felt cock rake across his ass, then rub up and down it until pressing against his tight opening.

“Do it. Do it, motherfucker, stick me.”

Santos smiled wickedly then breached his tightness and penetrated him. He felt the fullness of the penetration, every inch until Santos was pushing against his ass.

“Voy a follarte el culo.”

Wade didn’t understand the Spanish exclamation, but he knew what it meant. Santos began to fuck, to fuck hard, tugging outward until nearly slipping free, then shoving back in, all the way. Over and over, Santos pumped cock into his depths, the pace of their fuck increasing until the bed once again protested beneath them.

He found himself stroking his cock in rhythm with Santos’ fuck. Fast, his hand a blur, increasing his arousal, bringing him closer and closer to the point of release.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” Wade uttered as Santos moved over him, folding him in half. He moaned, and it reverberated from his throat with the punishing pounding of his ass. The constant smack of flesh against flesh echoed in the room. Looking up, he saw how Santos looked flush, sweat trickling down the face and chest with skin glistening wetly. Then there was the heat of Santos’ body, how it moved slickly against his own.

Santos shoved into his depths and kept pushing against his ass as he shuddered with release.

When Santos rolled to his side, Wade took his cock in hand again to get off, but Santos pushed his hand away and straddled his waist.

“Let me,” Santos uttered, as he lowered his ass down on it.

Body wet with sweat, Santos breathing hard, he still moved with determination. Wade watched with surprise at how the lean body had such stamina. He raked his fingers up the stomach and chest, then toyed with the nipples. He rubbed them, then worked them between thumb and index finger. Then he pinched down and twisted them, making Santos cry out and slam down on his cock.

Despite his exhaustion, Wade didn’t want it to stop. He wanted their fuck to continue until it reduced them to nothing but gasping flesh. But he was too aroused, and Santos was moving on it in such a way he couldn’t take it. He grabbed each thigh, pushed upward so roughly he nearly rocked Santos off his cock, but when Santos dropped back down, he came.

 

There were no more cat and mouse games. No pretending there was nothing going on between them. And every chance to have a room alone, they were sucking and fucking and laying against each other just touching.

At first, Wade considered Santos a fuck buddy, someone to have a good time. But as the days became weeks, he began to think of it differently. How far their relationship would go, he didn’t know, not yet, but it was turning into a relationship, and he found he wasn’t afraid of it. He welcomed it, hoping Santos would do the same.

 

Bruno

His family moved to Charlotte, North Carolina where construction seemed unstoppable. Everywhere they drove in town there were construction projects, most apartment complexes of five or more stories. There was a comment by one of the contractors they meet when getting settled that mentioned the Southend area had over a billion dollars in development and some expected the north side of downtown to have the same in a few years, NoDa and Camp North End already seeing an explosion of construction.

It bodes well for Bruno and his family, for contractors were begging for workers and subcontractors in nearly every field. Since arriving two months ago, they had been working five days a week, and for a two-week period, seven days a week racking up overtime pay.

Bruno hopes to get his own place for he knows he can’t live his life while under the same roof as his father. He loves him but knows acceptance will be difficult. His mother already knew, having come upon him searching for gay bars in town. She had looked near tears, then had simply smiled. She admitted to knowing, but hushed him when he began to discuss it, telling him it was okay.

Riding down Central Avenue toward Plaza-Midwood, he leaned back and relaxed as he eased along with the heavy traffic. After working for a month, he was able to get a truck. It was twenty-seven years old and had over two hundred thousand miles on it, but it ran well, looked good, and was cheap enough for him to finance it with the dealer. One of the guys in their crew joking told him the Tacoma would run forever.

At The Plaza, he turned left, working his way around the block until he was on Thomas Street, where he lucked up on a parking spot on the road. It was after eight o’clock on a Saturday night and he was going to a small bar that had live music. It wasn’t a gay bar, but he read online how it was friendly and had a loyal following among the locals in the area, gay and straight.

The neighborhood was busy, a crowd in front of Thomas Street Tavern and back at Central, turning right, he saw a crowd at Workman’s Friend, the Irish pub. He moved among the other pedestrians noticing the diversity. And the tattoos and body piercings and T-shirts for bands he didn’t know. He passed two tattoo parlors and noticed one across the street. At Pecan Avenue, the corner space empty, a local business pushed out by the success of the neighborhood, he turned left again and strolled to his destination: Snug Harbor.

Each wrist banded so he couldn’t buy alcohol, he entered the small bar. Straight in front not twenty feet or so back, the bar, to the left seating, and to the right, a small stage in the front corner where a band was setting up. He eased between two guys at the bar and got a soda, then followed a couple of guys past the stage and headed toward the back, wondering where they were going.

In the back, there is a small courtyard area with a bar that backed up to the building, and Bruno saw it was currently more crowded with people than inside. He went to the back side of the courtyard taking a seat on a bench along the wall of the adjacent building.

For what seemed like a long time, he just people watched, more so the guys than the girls. Tall, short, lean, average, heavy set, dark hair, light hair, shaved head, and…he didn’t know where to stop. Then he saw two guys and a girl come out and go to the bar. The girl had her hair in pigtails and the light reflected off it a dark shade of blue. She is all smiles and friendly gestures, speaking to others at the bar while the two guys stand behind her. But it is the guys that he is most interested in, and he looks at one then the other. One is lean, average height with long dark hair and a tattoo sleeve down the right arm. He sees the girl touch him on the arm, a soft gently touch but one that indicates it is he, she is with. The other guy is tall, easily over six foot, with blonde hair cut short, the top just long enough to stand up in a tousled look. He sees him smile and the mouth is framed by dimples, then he sees the perfect teeth as the guy laughs at something the girl says. Then the guy looks his way and for just a moment, the briefest time, they lock eyes. The guy smiles, then his attention is brought back to his friends.

Bruno wishes he had more confidence. To be someone who could just go over and introduce himself and ask to hang out with them. People did it all the time. It was part of the reason for going out. To meet new people and if lucky, someone who wanted more than friendship. He thought of Wade, wondering how he was doing and if life back at the college was giving him the connection with others, they all wanted.

The band inside began to warm up, someone repeating numbers in a microphone. A lot of the people began to go inside, and Bruno got up and followed them in. Even if he didn’t have the confidence to introduce himself to others, he could mingle with them, be a part of the scene for the night.

He went to the bar for another soda, seeing he wasn’t the only underage person in the bar. After a long wait for his turn and soda in hand, he made his way to the back of the main crowd standing in front of the stage. He found the rhythm of the song and was soon rocking on his feet as he watched the band play, then looked around at the others in the crowd. He looked for the two guys and girl, but they were not in the crowd that he could see.

“Hey, I’m Noah,” someone said behind Bruno, touching him on the shoulder. He turned and found himself facing the blonde guy from outside. He looked up, seeing blue eyes looking back at him.

“I’m Bruno.”

“Bruno, I’ve not seen you here before.”

“My family just moved here a couple of months ago.”

“Well, welcome to Charlotte and good luck driving around this place.”

“What do you mean?”

“The streets change name all over town.”

“Who’s this?” the girl asked, coming up next to Noah.

“This is Bruno. Bruno, this is Emma and Benjamin,” Noah replied, motioning toward her then the guy with the tattoo sleeve behind her.

“Hey, nice to meet you.”

“Are you here by yourself?” Emma asked.

“Yes…I don’t know anyone here,” Bruno replied.

“Well, now you know us, come on, we’re getting closer to the stage.”

 

Bruno followed Emma and the guys to the stage, then rocked to the music with everyone else. He suddenly felt a part of something. It wasn’t anything major. Just a bunch of people out on a Friday night to hear music and have a good time, and he was included.

Bruno also looked at the guys around him. The three on stage, those in front of him, and most especially, Noah standing next to him. He wondered if he should feel intimidated by the taller guy, but all he felt was intrigue, a desire to know him better. Benjamin caught him looking up at Noah one time and smiled shaking his head. A couple of minutes later, Benjamin said something to Noah that he could not hear. But he saw how Noah looked at him with a knowing smile. Had he gone too far, let his attraction toward Noah become too obvious.

“Hey, I’m going to get something to drink. You want to go with me?” asked Noah, leaning down close to his ear.

“Huh, oh, yeah sure.” Bruno replied.

Noah weaved through the crowd and Bruno followed, keeping close until out of it. As they approached the bar, Noah turned to him.

“You drinking coke?”

“Yes,” Bruno replied, reaching for his wallet.

“I got it,” said Noah, turning back to the bar as he slipped between two girls.

Bruno saw how the girls looked at Noah, a look he knew he had as well, and he wondered if they saw how he had the same look. Noah seemed completely unaware of the girl’s stares, one even pretending to bump into him. Noah only slid over to give her more room.

Sodas in hand, they headed back to the stage. Bruno saw the disappointment of the girls as they walked away, and he wondered if Noah noticed. He wanted to know if there was a chance for him, or if Noah was straight.

“Noah?”

“Yes?”

“Didn’t you notice how those two girls were trying to get your attention?”

“What? Really? No, I didn’t notice. Hey, there’s Emma and Benjamin, come on.”

It felt like a tease, how Noah didn’t notice those two girls, and back in front of the stage, seemed to include him more in their comments about some song or how the band was playing. It gave him hope for more, something he knew could his feelings hurt.

 

The band finished their set, and the lights came up. It was about two thirty in the morning and the bartender was turning people away. Emma led them outside to the sitting area in front.

“Hey, I’m beat, so I want to get home.”

“And I have to work tomorrow,” Benjamin added.

“What about you?” Emma asked Noah.

“It’s late, so yeah, let’s call it a night,” Noah replied. As they moved to the sidewalk, Noah leaned down to Bruno. “Where are you parked?”

“On the next street. Thomas, I think, just past that other bar.”

“I’m on Thomas, back in the neighborhood.”

At the corner, Emma and Benjamin crossed Central, waving, and telling them goodbye as they rushed across to beat the light change. Bruno and Noah turned and headed toward Thomas, moving past other pedestrians. At the next intersection, Thomas Street, Noah stopped Bruno.

“Hey, do you want to go get something to eat? There’s a diner that is open 24/7 not too far away.”

“Sure. I am hungry.”

 

Bruno had followed Noah to the diner, then across the busy parking lot into the foyer where they had to wait for a table.

“It’s busy?” said Bruno, looking around surprised.

“Yep. It’s always busy on Friday and Saturday night.”

Noah waved at someone across the dining room and Bruno saw it was a table of five guys. He watched them for some indication of what kind of friends Noah associated and smiled when he saw one acting out in a manner that spoke to him being gay, for the way he flirted with one of the other guys.

“Are those your friends?” Bruno asked, nodding his head toward the five guys.

“Yeah, they are…hey, listen, I don’t know…well, you see I’m gay. Do you have a problem with it?”

Bruno smiled, knowing he must look a bit foolish, but he couldn’t help it. “No. I’m gay too.”

It was Noah’s turn to smile. “I had hoped so when I first saw you. Benjamin swore to me you were, but I’m never so sure.”

“Who’s next,” asked one of the waitresses.

“We are,” Noah replied, and Bruno followed them to a table near the back.

 

Dirty plates pushed back, drink glasses just refilled and the check laying in front of Noah. Bruno didn’t want the night to end. It had been too perfect, and to let it end could allow something to happen to mess up his fantasy of how things could play out. Noah had told him of growing up in Wilmington, then coming to Charlotte for college at UNCC where he was a sophomore majoring in Biological Sciences. He was the youngest of three and out to his family and friends. Bruno had been reluctant to talk about his immigration to the states from Guatemala with no intention of returning. But Noah, showing an interest without any sign of judgment about it, he soon told his story, how he had been only three when they came into the country and were still in the process of trying to get citizenship. The second child of four, he worked with his father in their dry wall business, and hoped he could soon get his own place.

Back in the parking lot, Noah stopped Bruno before they got to their vehicles.

“I know it’s late, but I was wondering…do you want to come back to my place?”

Bruno saw the time, nearly four in the morning, but he didn’t feel tired. Far from it. He tried to control his expression but found himself smiling at Noah, who smiled back.

“Is that a yes?” asked Noah.

“Yes.”

 

Bruno followed Noah, out The Plaza, then over to North Tryon. He knew the university was on the north side of town but had not been to the area since moving to the city. He kept close to Noah, fearful of getting lost if they got separated. They forked off North Tryon, down a long hill then back up the other side where he saw the entrance to the university to his left and on the right two large new apartment complexes then an older one that was smaller buildings grouped around the site. Noah turned into the older one and he followed, circling around to the back side where they parked.

As they climbed the exterior stairs, Noah turned to Bruno. “My roommate is probably in bed, but I’m not sure. He had friends over.”

“Okay,” Bruno replied, not sure what to expect.

Noah went to one of the doors, unlocked it and entered the dimly lit interior. Bruno noted the apartment number and followed. Only one lamp was on leaving much of the room dark. It was evident there had been guests that night by the empty pizza boxes, beer bottles, and empty cups scattered around the room, on the coffee table, on the side tables, and some even on the floor.

“A bit of a mess,” Noah whispered, then moved into the kitchen. “You need some water?”

“No, I’m fine,” Bruno replied going into the room and standing by an armchair.

Bruno watched Noah pull a bottle of water out, twist off the cap, and take several long swallows. He watched the Adam’s apple move with each one, then he looked at him as he had off and on all night. The blonde hair that was tousled too much, a hand having gone through it too many times. The tall lean body, one he tried to picture naked, and hoped he would soon do so. Noah wasn’t a guy who oozed masculinity. There was something almost androgynous about him. The long fingers and lean arms, the long neck, the smooth skin, even the face looked too smooth, lacking the shadow of a beard like other guys. But then Noah was male, no doubt about it. The shape of the body, the bulge of the crotch, and something else he couldn’t put a finger on. He just sensed it.

“Do you like me?” Bruno asked. Why did he ask that, now of all times. He wished he could take it back. It sounded pitiful.

“Yeah…I do,” Noah replied. He put the bottle on the counter and came toward Bruno. “And I assume you like me.”

Bruno smiled, nodding his head.

Noah reached out for his hand, and he held it out for him to take. Noah led him to a door that led into a small bedroom until standing by a bed.

“Is this, okay?” Noah whispered.

Bruno was too aroused and desirous for more. Instead of responding, he stood on tiptoes and kissed Noah.

They kissed a long time as hands moved over each other. They worked buttons free, worked zippers down, then tugged and pulled at the other’s clothing until both were naked. Noah guided Bruno down on the bed, moving over him. Bruno felt the weight of the body, how it fit between his legs and lay against him. His cock flexed between them as it grew hard. He pushed up with the hips and threw his head back as lips moved over his shoulders, neck, jaw, until once again pressed to his lips.

Noah moved down his body, kissing the skin, tonguing each nipple giving one a little bite. Then lips were on his cock, kissing along its growing length, pushing the skin back, and sinking it into the mouth. He ran his fingers through the blonde hair, it ticklish and soft to the touch. Then he was holding Noah’s head and pumping upward, pushing his cock deeper into the mouth.

“Si…si…yes…”

Fingers grazed his thigh, then raked along the perineum until he was spreading his legs further apart. By giving greater access he gave permission, and the fingers were rubbing his tight opening. He held still letting Noah manipulate him. Mouth moving up and down his cock and fingers toying with his tight opening until one penetrated him. He moaned as he felt Noah bury it in his hole. It moved inside him, stretching him open. Then there were two fingers, then three.

“Bruno…can I?” Noah whispered as he moved upward.

“Yes,” Bruno uttered as arms hooked his legs behind the knees. His legs were pulled up and over as Noah moved over him. Then a hard cock touched his ass, raked over it, side to side, then slipped along the perineum from his loosened opening to his tightening sac. “Put it in me,” he whispered, desperate for the penetration. To feel another inside him.

The cock pressed against his opening, then squeezed through it. Bruno shivered with the pleasure of it, the feel of thick cock stretching him, then pushing through into his depths.

“Fuck…fuck, fuck me,” Bruno uttered as he began to undulate beneath Noah. He worked his ass on the cock as it piston inside him. He pushed his chest against Noah’s chest. Flung his arms out clutching at the bed.

Noah rose over him and began to fuck, to pump cock into his depths with greater urgency. Faster and faster, Noah fucked until smacking down on Bruno’s ass. The bed squeaked then rocked beneath them. It banged into the wall and neither cared as Bruno reached up and hugged him. He literally lifted his shoulders off the bed and hung on to the undulating body, feeling its rhythm, one that spoke of their fuck.

“Goddamn…I want you,” Noah exclaimed as he shifted positions, pulled the legs between them, thighs pressed to Bruno’s chest, the calves against his own. He pinned Bruno down, smothered him with his own body and fucked. He moved slowly grinding his hips against the ass and undulated his whole body. He had never fucked like this before, but then he had never fucked someone like Bruno. Someone who moved seductively, pushing his arousal and need to fuck. And he moved the same way.

Bruno felt how Noah changed his rhythm, slowed their fuck, making him feel every inch of cock working inside him, and to feel every touch, kiss, caress. His own cock throbbed with need. He wanted to cum as cock pumped into his depths.

“Bruno,” Noah uttered as he worked hips faster, driving into Bruno’s depths. Then he shuddered and jerked with release.

Bruno felt how Noah came inside him, then the emptiness. Then Noah moved on him, sitting up then over his cock. He moaned with the weight of him pinning it down, then the move of the ass, back and forth, rubbing over it. He grabbed each ankle and held tight as Noah kept moving on him.

“My turn,” Noah whispered, and Bruno watched him rise on knees, take his cock and ease down on it. The push down on the head, then the squeeze on it, then the sweet bliss of that tightness sliding down his cock until at the base. “Fuck…I got you,” Noah added as he ground his ass down on Bruno’s cock.

Bruno watched the blue eyes, the open mouth gasping for breath, the smooth, red-flushed face as Noah began to move. Up, down, up, down, working ass on his cock. He holds the ankles and watches the eyes, then looks down the sweating chest, the flat stomach, the half-hard cock flopping against his abdomen, then his own cock as it came into view then disappeared, over and over, until he was pushing upward trying to jam it deeper into Noah’s depths.

Bruno sat up, pulled Noah against his chest, rolling him to his back. He got between the legs, sank his cock back into him and started fucking. Slowly, so they could feel every inch, then faster and faster until he was gasping for breath and hammering hips against ass.

“Bruno!” Noah exclaimed.

It triggered Bruno, pushed him over the edge. He slammed into Noah’s depths and came.

Bruno eventually moved off Noah and saw a fresh load on the stomach. Noah had come again.

“Let’s take a shower and get some sleep,” Noah whispered, the fatigue suddenly evident in his voice.

 

A Conclusion

It was spring. The winter had been cold and rainy, days of nothing but drizzling rain. Then before anyone realized it, flowers were blooming, and grass was turning vibrant green. Bruno drove through town with the windows down listening to music. He tapped the steering wheel to the beat, smiling at everything around him.

He came to an apartment complex, one built back in the early nineties, that was no longer considered one of the best places to live. It forced the management company to keep rents lower than other apartments and in doing so, afforded Bruno the ability to live on his own in a one-bedroom unit.

He drove along the drive, passing the buildings that faced the main road making his way to the back where he parked. His unit was on the second floor of a three-story building, making him acutely aware of having neighbors below and above.

He entered his apartment and set the two grocery bags on the counter and went into the living room to open the vertical blinds. With the blinds open, it revealed the sliding glass door to the small balcony. He looked around the room to see if he missed something when cleaning that morning.

Back in the kitchen, he put the hamburger meat in the refrigerator, then laid out the peppers and onions. It was his turn to cook dinner and with Noah going through mid-term exams all week, he knew it would be a small favor to him. He had wanted Noah to come over the night before since it had been Friday night, but Noah had sat up late studying then spent most of the day on campus, so getting sleep was the first order of business for him. Bruno didn’t know what it was like to study so hard for such long hours, but he didn’t question it or complain about it. Noah was very important to him, and things had been going so well over the last few months, he would never do anything to mess it up.

He still thought of himself as an alien, someone not of this place. But when Noah was with him, those feelings diminished until he didn’t think of it nearly as often. With Noah, he felt like he belonged.

 

In another place, a college town, Wade came into a dorm room hot and sweaty from a bicycle ride. He leaned the bike against the wall with the other one. Looking across the dorm room he saw Santos at his desk, headphones on, heading bobbing to music while reading some assignment. Wade looked at him, still not believing they were still together. It seemed like a fantasy, not something that could be true. To be able to arrange for them to be roommates only added to the fantasy. And to the others on the floor, a knowledge of their relationship was more than mere friendship or roommates. Santos sat there in just gym shorts revealing much of his dark-skinned body, lean and muscular and sensual when aroused. Wade quietly removed his jersey tossing it on the floor. He eased his shorts off, then boxers, as he crossed the room. He tugged on his cock feeling his growing arousal. As he drew near, Santos looked around and smiled.

I went on a vacation in the woods. My family owned a cabin far out in the woods on 500 acres we owned. The land was used to grow and harvest trees and the cabin was in a natural wooded area we left for our use. There was a small private lake adjacent to the cabin. Usually, a few family members go to the cabin together but for the past few years, we have been too busy to go. We do have a caretaker who maintains the cabin, so it stays in repair. We added solar electricity and a modern kitchen and bath.

I contacted the caretaker Blaze, via text and asked him to get the cabin ready for a two week stay for one person. He said he would stock the cabin and prepare it for my stay. It was summer, but I enjoyed a fire in the fireplace and fire pit. He also provided a 55 gal. drum of gasoline for the fishing boat and ATV. I left after work on Friday and would arrive at the cabin after midnight. The gate was locked, so I used my key to unlock the gate and proceed down the private road to the cabin. At two AM Saturday, I drove up to the light up cabin. I dragged myself out of my truck and headed into the cabin. I went to the master bedroom, stripped and fell into bed. It was noon on Saturday when I woke up. I jumped into the shower and headed out to my truck to get my things. When I got to my truck, I saw another truck by the storage building. I was surprised to see a young man walking out from the storage building with a bundle of wood in his arms. He stopped when he saw me and assessed what he saw.

I hollered I was the family member who was staying for a few weeks. He walked over to the fire pit and dropped his bundle of firewood. Then he walked over and introduced himself. He said he would help me in with my things. I thanked him and we went into the cabin. I told him to set my things on the bed and grabbed a pair of shorts out of my bag. As I slipped them on, he told me I didn’t need to bother with clothes. I said I didn’t want to be the only one naked and he said out here we tend to go nude when we are alone.

He asked if I have eaten and offered to fix some food for us. We ate and he said he would finish up and get out of my hair.

I told him he was no bother and thanked him for setting up and supplying the cabin. He said he was glad to help. I slipped on some boots and decided to go for a walk. I headed up a path into the woods that circled around through the woods and back. It was a nice walk, and I enjoyed the natural beauty. I heard a noise as I came around the other side of the cabin and saw Blaze, shirtless splitting wood. He was a nice-looking man in his work clothes, he was about 5’10” and had blond hair and a strawberry blond close-cut beard. Shirtless, he was an Adonis. His sculptured chest was covered in auburn hair, and he had a long trail heading down into his jeans. He had very little body fat and a sculptured body from hard work, not gym trained. He raised his arm up to wipe his brow with a red handkerchief exposing the long blond hair under his arm. He saw me walking up and told me he thought I might want more wood for the firepit. I smiled and thanked him. I told him I was headed for a swim, and he offered to join me. I accepted and we walked to the dock. I stopped and removed my boots and shorts and dove in. He took longer to get out of his clothes, and I turned and saw him stack his clothes exposing his big hairy ass and the long hair poking out from the cleft. I saw his big balls swinging between his parted muscular legs and the end of his apparently uncut dick hanging lower than his balls. He stood and turned, and I saw him fully nude. His natural body was toned and as hairy as could be. His thick dick hung about 6 inches and swung from side to side as he ran and dove into the water. He emerged beside me in the refreshing water. I hope he hadn’t seen my erect cock when he swam up.

We swam together for a while enjoying the water and each other’s company. We swam up to the dock and I got out. He followed me out and we laid on the warm boards to dry off. I said I was thirsty and asked him if he wanted a beer. He said he had stocked the outside refrigerator and the one inside. We headed to the outside bar and got our cold beers. We sat in the shade and enjoyed the beers. He said he had to get back to work and I said it was Saturday afternoon, what were his plans. He said he was going to finish up here and head home. I said it would be lonesome here he could stay at the cabin with me. He said that would be nice and got us another beer.

Blaze told me he could grill us some steaks for our dinner. We ate our food outside. There was no need for clothes, and we just spent our evening eating next to the fire. I was tired and said I was going to head to bed. He followed me into the cabin, and I said he could take any room he wanted. He walked into the master and said this one was fine. I said all right, I would choose another one. He said no need there was a king-sized bed plenty of room for two or more. I went to take a shower and he joined me. He washed my back, and I washed his. We finished up out shower and he asked me which side of the bed I preferred. I told him right and he headed to the left side of the bed, and got in. We slept in the same bed, but yards apart. I woke early about 6 a.m. and headed to take a piss. My erection pointing the way as I went. I pissed and Blaze walked in and joined me with his huge erection. I finished and walked away to wash, and he finished and washed in the adjacent sink. Our erections were subsiding naturally relieving our bladders. I offered to cook breakfast and made bacon and eggs. He prepared coffee and toast as I finished up. We ate our breakfast outside on the relatively cool deck. He asked if I wanted a fire, and I said not yet.

One of the boats was a party barge with a cover. I said let’s try our hands at fishing, and we loaded the barge with supplies and headed out. The fishing was no good, but the beer was cold, and the company was great. We ate lunch on the lake and went back to the cabin in the early afternoon. As we went into the cabin, Blaze told me I was sunburned. I felt my shoulders and they were hot. I jumped into the shower and rinsed off. As I was toweling off, Blaze walked up with some cream to relieving the burn. He told me to turn around and he covered my back with the cooling lotion. He slowly covered my red ass with the cool cream. I felt his fingers dip between my cheeks as he applied the cream. I felt one slick finger brush my pink hole. He told me to turn around and I turned facing him. My erect dick was pointing toward him as he applied the cream to my chest and abdomen. He squatted down and facing my erection, he slathered my legs with the pain-relieving cream. He finished and stood and walked out of the bathroom.

We cooked dinner and again ate by the firepit. I we were tired around ten and went in to rinse off and go to bed. After our shower Blaze helped me dry off and applied the cream to my burn. This time he rubbed it in to prevent it from being wiped off by the sheets. His adept application of the cream on my back had me worked up immediately. He told me to turn, and my erection hit his body as I spun around. There was a trail of clear liquid stringing from my hard dick back to his hip where I brushed against him. He applied the cream to my chest and stomach and again squatted down to rub the crème into my legs. His fingers rubbed against my balls as he applied the cream to my upper thighs. My dick was pouring liquid by the time he finished, I saw a pool beneath my pole. He stood and went to his side of the bed. I had to have relief and stayed in the bathroom to relieve my aching dick. He looked up as I was walking toward the bed with my dick swinging and my erection subsiding.

The next morning, I woke up alone. I headed into the bathroom to see Blaze taking care of his enormous erection. As I entered, he shot a huge load into the toilet. His dick started to subside, and he started pissing as I walked up and shared the toilet with him. We finished up and he said he was cooking breakfast. We ate and was enjoying our coffee when he said my burn needed attention. He went in and got the cream. This time his application was more sensual. He rubbed it down my back over my upper crack and back up. When he covered my ass, his fingers dipped further into my crack and lingered on my hole one finger at a time. He was strumming my hole like a banjo player. When I turned, he was closer, and my erection was pushing into his hard hairy abdomen. He ensured my nipples were fully covered and as he squatted my hard dick ran up his body over his face and nestled in his hair. His application to my upper legs blatantly rubbed my balls back and forth while my dick was on top of his head. I couldn’t hold back any longer and shot my load into his hair. He laughed and I said sorry. He said it was natural. He took a shower to wash his hair. I went and laid on the bed my dick still dripping my load residue.

Blaze walked into the bedroom and got into the bed on my side. Sliding over me and nestled against me. I turned and he spooned me his raising dick poking between my legs. He slid his massive pole between my cream slicked legs and humped me until he finished with a loud grunt. We laid there together napping and enjoying each other’s closeness. When I awoke, I turned to face him. He smiled at me and asked me what I wanted to do this afternoon. I said we could continue what we started before our nap, and he just laughed and got up. He was pissing into the toilet, and I joined him. We finished up and he went outside. I followed him and we sat on the deck and drank beer together. I told him I had a great time and he said he did too. We cooked dinner and ate next to the fire. I told Blaze I needed a shower, and we headed inside. This shower we washed each other completely I enjoyed his deft hands soaping me up. I felt him slip a finger into my hole as he washed me. We toweled up and he said he would get the crème for my burn. He applied the cream to my body. But this time he slathered my dripping pole. We headed to bed, and he laid on his back on his side of the bed. I laid on top of him rubbing my slicked body against his. His pole caught between my legs, and he started thrusting up between my legs. I pulled up and told him I had a better Idea. I grabbed some lube from my bag and slicked my hole. He said he was sorry, but he was too thick for insertion. This time I chuckled and said we could try. I slicked his pole and slowly lowered myself onto his thick cock. Granted it was huge and stretched my hole to the max, but I was determined. I pulled up and down slowly engulfing his massive pole with my tender hole. I laid against him with out bodies connected an allowed my hole to relax enough to accept movement. I slowly moved up and down about an inch at a time while he enjoyed the action.

I shot three times onto his chest before he came. As his dick slid free from my hole, I felt a gush of liquid spill out. He was amazed that I could take his entire pole. He told me no man he met ever could take his girth. He fucked women who had many kids and still had difficulty taking him. He had to use short shallow thrusts. He has never had a proper blow job since nobody he met could open their mouth wide enough. I told him we would see. I took his limp dick into my mouth and felt him growing. He was right. I couldn’t accommodate his girth and feared biting him. I pulled out and licked and jacked him to full hardness. At this close I wondered how I survived his girth in my hole. I have been fucked, many times, but never by half the girth of Blaze. He told me it was over nine inches in girth. I thought the six-inch girth buddy I had was huge. I asked Blaze if he wanted company. I said I had a friend who enjoyed fisting and I knew he could take him.

The next day, my friend, Kelly showed up at the gate with his boyfriend Boyd. I met them at the gate. They left their car outside and I drove them to the cabin in my truck. Blaze was setting up the fire pit when we drove up. Kelly and Boyd were amazed at Blaze’s body and dick when they saw him. I said let’s go for a swim. We got out of the truck and stripped as we went toward the water. Kelly was young blond and slender. His boyfriend Boyd was older by about 15 years and built like a truck. His long beard and thinning hair added to his attractiveness. A daddy bear adeptly described Boyd. We swam and Kelly had no qualms about swimming up and grabbing our equipment under the water. We ate lunch and Kelly said let’s get more comfortable. We laughed and headed to the cabin. Kelly came out of the bathroom and jumped on top of Boyd. He slid his dick in handily and shot after a few minutes. I was next. My big dick felt no resistance as I flipped Kelly over and pile drove his hole. I came into him and told Blaze it was up to him. He took my place over Kelly and tried to fuck him.

A lot of resistance met Blaze’s thick cock. I suggested Kelly needed more preparation. Boyd came over and slid 4 fingers of his hand into Kelly. He worked his way up until he had his whole fist inside Kelly. He worked his hand in and out until there was no resistance. Blaze then took over and slid into Kelly’s tight hole. Blaze started slowly letting Kelly adjust and then Kelly told him to speed up. Thirty minutes later, Blaze shot into Kelly’s hole. Kelly was the first person who could take all of Blaze’s dick for a full-fledged fucking. Boyd left the room and came back to take Blaze’s dick into his mouth. He was deep throating the massive log and took Blaze’s load down his throat. I was amazed by Boyd’s ability when I noticed Boyd had no teeth when he pulled off Blaze’s dick. I found out Boyd had a gum disease and lost his teeth young. He told us it helped with blow jobs. I ended up jacking off on Blazes hairy chest and Kelly licked my load up.

That night we kept up the action. Boyd even gave me a blow job taking my balls in his mouth too. Kelly took my and Boyd’s dicks at the same time. At one point I was fucking Kelly while Boyd was fucking me. I felt Blaze on top of us and he was thrusting between our legs. We each came a half dozen times and ended up asleep together in the bed. I woke to the noises of sex in the bathroom. Kelly was taking Blaze in the shower. I headed in and was pissing when Boyd came in and took my piss into his mouth. He turned and offered me his hairy hole and I slid in. I fucked Boyd while Blaze fucked Kelly in the shower. I finished and got into the shower to wash off. Blaze slid out of Kelly and helped me with my shower. I ended up jacking Blaze off and spraying his load all over my face. Kelly took Boyd’s dick into his hole, but Boyd couldn’t get enough friction and ended up jacking off inside Kelly.

Boyd and Kelly had work, so after breakfast, I drove them back to their car. When I got back to the cabin, Blaze met me at the truck with a cold beer and kissed me. We kissed passionately. I could barely breath when I broke off our kiss. He said he was glad we had guests, but was happier we were alone, together. We headed to the lake and swam for a while. We ate lunch and Blaze told me Kelly taught him some tricks, if I was interested. I said I was game, and we went into the cabin.

Blaze told me to lay on the bed with a pillow under my ass. He went down on my ass and ate at my hole for a long while. He then started fingering my hole inserting one lubed finger after another. Once he and all four fingers in he stared stretching my hole by flexing his hand. When I didn’t think my hole could stretch any farther, he slid in past his knuckles. My brain screamed in pain, but my hole accepted his hand. He was twisting his hand inside my hole when he replaced his hand with his dick. I accepted the well lubed dick into my hole slowly. He slid in and out very slowly. He kept applying lube as my sphincter scraped off the lube. He ended up fucking my hole slowly but properly. I lost count of the eruptions I produced. I ended up climaxing a few times with no cum.

The next morning, I was sore. Sorer than any time in my life. I could barely walk, and I felt like my ass would never be tight again. Boyd offered me coffee and said I was walking a little wanky. I said a little. He laughed and said Well, a lot. We ate breakfast and I wanted to soak in the water and went to the lake. I was afraid a fish might swim up my gaping hole. I had him look and he said the hole was red and enflamed, but it was closed. We soaked in the lake a while, the cool water easing my pain somewhat. I even was walking better when I got out.

That night after dinner, Blaze said he had an idea. I said wasn’t game. He said no another idea. He got into the bed and slid a pillow under his hips. I smiled and planted my face into his offered hole. I licked and probed his hole loosening it to take my dick. I slid into his tight hole and started slowly pumping into him. I felt his dick grow and it grew between my pecs’. I ended up fucking him with long slow strokes until he shot onto my chest and chin, and I shot deep within him.

I was in the shower the next morning when Blaze entered the bathroom walking a little wanky. I invited him into my shower, and we cleaned each other off. I made coffee before I got in the shower, and we ate our breakfast in the kitchen on soft chairs. We agreed we had to take it a little easy on the fucking for a few days. We swam, jerked each other off, showered and sucked on each other, but no more fucking. After the two weeks were up, I had work to do. I helped Blaze clean up the cabin and we set it up for the next trip.

I have made it a habit to rough it at the cabin on weekends. Somehow, I always have help when I get there. Blaze even has made it to the city a few times, I invite Kelly and Boyd and we have a lot of fun.

Starts like any other day. Get up walk the dog and search the apps for who’s on. As Im walking I come across this sexy daddy construction type. You know my ideal guy. I pull up my big boy pants and I send him a hi. To my surprise, he responses with a hey hows it going. The small talk begins you know the how are you what do you do for a living likes dislikes then the big questions, what do you like in bed and what are your turn ons. The more we chat the more comfortable I am feeling. I get up the nerve to ask what his plans are for the day and he say hopefully meeting you. My mouth drops with shock. Once I pull myself together I tell him I’ve got no plans and can met if you really want to. We make plans to meet at his place out in the country. When I arrive it looks like a typical hobby farm house, barn, small animals, and of course a couple of dogs running around the yard. I walk up to the door and knock. Shortly a 5-10 200lbs blonde haired scruffy faced tight body man welcomes me in. As I enter the home K tells me to have a seat. Once seated K offers me a drinks and the talking begins. I start by saying this is really new to me I don’t have a lot of experience` in this and I guess I’m just looking to see if this is what I really want or if this is who I want to be. K tells me it’s ok this is a meet and greet and we aren’t going to do anything that I’m not comfortable with. That really puts me at ease. K takes my hand and leads me to the back yard and to the hot tub. We start to undress and enter the tub. As I look at k I see he’s a big boy 10 inches 2 inch girth. I tell him he’s got a great cock and In return he says your not bad yourself with my 8 inch 2 inch cock. I explain I’m a grower not a shower and the sweet man says if you grow anymore he’s going to be in trouble. We enter the hot tub sitting across from each other. I can’t stop staring at his monster cock. The urges take over and I start to float over to his lap and start to stroke him. K tilts his head back and enjoys the connection. K’s cock starts to harden which tells me my mouth needs to join in. I dunk my head under water and engulf his cock I begin to slide my mouth up and down the hard shaft. K is in heaven. K pulls my head up and tells me its his turn to show me what it feels like. K lifts my hips up and begins to suck my eager cock. K is sucking, stroking and bringing me to edge. K sees I’m ready for step 2. K takes my hand and leads me into the house and into his bedroom where a 4 poster bed awaits for my journey. K takes his towel and drys me off while doing that he focuses on my cock making it raging hard. I know I’m about to get schooled. K pushes me onto the bed and instructs me to lay with my head over the edge of the bed and open up wide. I know I have no reason not to obey. K steps closer to me and slides his monster cock into my waiting mouth. Being new to this I gag on the size, he tries again slower and I take it farther down. After a few mins K removes his cock and tells me to lay at the head of the bed with my head on the pillows. I position myself wondering what might be next. K climbs onto the bed getting closer to me I feel his body heat warming me up when I feel his manly lips pressed against mine. I am panting as I kiss him back. The soft feeling of our lips pressed together ignites the flame in my groans and my cock hardens. K feels my hard cock against his stomach it puts ideas in his head. K starts to slide our cocks and body against each other the friction is driving me wild I can hardly stand it. I grab his face and pull his sexy lips against mine and kiss him hard so hard and passionately we both let out a deep sensual moan. K gets this look in his eyes which tells me he’s going to teach me a lesson in man love. K grabs my head and commands me to roll over on my stomach and arch my back putting my butt high in the air and the good dog that I am I openly obey. K grabs my hips tilts my ass into place and preps me for the thing I’ve been dreaming of most. I’m about to be taken. K starts to lick and eat my man cunt. I start to open telling K I’m ready and I’m his. I start to feel K’s cock head against my pussy, I feel my pussy twitch. Afraid of what’s about to happen weather I’m ready or not. K instructs me to take a deep breath and slowly let it out he’s about to enter me and this will help it go easier.  As K pushes his beast in me and I open up I start to push my ass against this cock allowing him to go farther then any man has gone before. I feel each and every inch of him length and girth I’m panting heavily trying to not pass out. K stops he is all the way in. K ask me if I’m ok and I say yes you feel amazing. k starts to go in and out back and forth first slowly then he starts to speed up. My bottom is opening up getting loose taking him all the way. K grabs my hips tightly as his thrusting gathers speed. I feel him tapping a special spot I’ve never felt before I let up a loud moaning scream. K says take it boy daddy’s going to train you well. Ks tapping me over and over again I feel like I’m going to pass out from the passion. k reaches around and starts to stroke my flopping cock. He’s fucking stroking pounding me raw. The pain of the excitement has taken over me I’m at the point of passing out. I fall onto the bed in a heap of lust knowing I’ve been MANED. K knows I’m at the point of death when he exits me comes around to my mouth and tells me taste myself  see what I taste like after being fucked by a real man. K opens my mouth and places his used cock into it. I don’t have the energy or desire to fight him. K starts to mouth fuck me deeply and hard. I’m gagging on his cock and I know he loves seeing me obey against my will he knows I don’t have the energy to fight him. I can’t take it anymore. K pulls out of my mouth drool is running down my face like a river thats been released from a dam. K lifts my head and asks is this what your looking for? In a half dead mode I nod and say yes master I’m broken. k has a evil smile on his face as he walks away from me still heaped on the bed. When K comes back to me he brings me a sports drink and a towel to energize and clean myself up. Once I pull myself together, I find K at the head of the bed he motions me to join him. I crawl towards him and lay my head on his sexy hairy chest. He kisses the top of my head and asks if I’m ok. I told him yes and hoped that I did ok and not seem like the novice that I am. K says I did great for a first time and that I took it like a man. K says next time he’ll go deeper and farther into my journey. To my surprise I said there’s a next time he answers YES your journey has just begun. It’s time to gather myself and prepare to leave. I pick up my clothes and start to dress. K taps my bottom and says good boy you are a great student you’ll go far. K walks me out to my car, gives me a kiss and says I wont go as easy on you as I did today the next time we meet. My mind can’t even comprehend what more he could do to me. As I drive off a smile grows on my face from ear to ear knowing I’m a kept man. 

Tiny noticed my hesitation and said “Hey if you just wanna party tonight and have a little fun off the record I don’t mind that at all. But my thing is recording myself enjoying young men in every way possible and if you wanna get higher than you’ve even been day after day for weeks to come, you’ll fall onto your knees and beg me to record you giving your body to me. It’s up to you. But before you decide there’s something you should see.” And with that he stood up and walked towards the back end of his house.

  Now I’m not going to lie, I was real fuckin high, and I could still taste his precum on my tongue and I was prepared to drop to my knees and beg for the camera as soon as he said higher than I’d ever been for days. But he was already moving away so I followed. I didn’t know what he was taking me to see, and really I was mildly alarmed, like what if he takes me to a basement and chains me to a wall next to the dead body of his last “young man,” 

What he actually led me to was a large bedroom full of basically a sex shop, and the contents of a spirit Halloween. There was a large kennel, leashes, a sex swing, every size of dildo, butt plug and anal bead. Leather outfits, stuffed animal costumes, wigs and slutty school girl outfits. There’s was a gallon jug of Ky jelly next to the bed that looked soft and was adorned with multiple straps, chains, ropes and hooks. The room was also had three camcorders on tripods focused on the bed. Tiny had turned and watched my face as my eyes took in the room. He smiled because he knew from the look on my face I was in. “You better grab a camera” I told him as I dropped down onto my knees.

He jogged over to the nearest camcorder, stripping off the last of his clothes as he went. His fat ass jiggled as he moved and I longed to bury my face between his cheeks. My little cock had been rock hard for what seemed like hours, and as my eyes wandered over him and the room and I already started to pick outfits I wanted to wear and dildos I wanted to try. He was back in front of me. Huge and towering over me, his thick pink manhood hard a bobbing in and down inches from my face. The soon to be ever watching red light of a recording camera looking down at me.

“What’s your name” he asked

“David” I replied.

“Your whole name. For the record.”

I won’t say it here but I said it then, naked on my knees and staring up into the lens of his camera.

“And why are you here today David?”

A million words jumped to my tongue at once. To taste your cum. To be you fuck toy. To be your toilet. To get high. Cause Mike wanted to trade me for a small bag of dope. But what I said was

“To be yours.”

Tiny chuckled “To be mine? To be my what?”

Honestly I don’t remember everything I said, but I remember babbling for a while. I said everything I’d been thinking a moment before. I said things I thought he wanted to hear. I said new things I made up on the spot. I called him sir while I was rambling and he corrected me. He liked to be called Daddy.

“So you agree to be my personal slave, agree to do anything I say and welcome the camera to record it all?”

“Yes Daddy please!” Tiny walked over to the wall and grabbed down a pink fluffy collar with a blue cloth leash attached. He walked back over to the bedside table, opened it and took a large permanent marker out of the drawer and walked back to me. Camera still in hand he told me to open my mouth and I did. He placed the cap end of the marker in my mouth and had me bite down. He pulled the marker free of the cap and began writing, starting across my chest and down onto my belly, “DADDYS PERSONAL FUCK SLAVE” 

He threw the fluffy collar down between my legs and told me if I really wanted this to put it on and hand him the leash. I couldn’t get my first collar on fast enough. I put it on tight, looked him right in the eye and extended him the leash.

He didn’t take it immediately. “You want me to take that?” He asked.

“Yes Daddy”

“Beg me to take it”

“Please Daddy, please take my leash!”

He reached out his hand and I pressed the leash into it. He smiled, turned and started walking away. He’d barely taken three steps when I ran outta leash and the collar jerked hard surprising me and getting me moving. He wasn’t going far. He went into the bathroom and I followed on my hands and knees close behind. He sat down on the toilet and used the leash to guide me in front of him. There was barely enough room for us both so I was pressed up pretty close to him. He slid forward on the seat a bit and pulled his couch and balls out past the seat. In tight quarters I could smell him really well. I could smell myself. We were both slick with sweat and unwashed. I’m a body odor guy and the smell was so strong I could have came on the spot. He slapped his cock on my cheeks and ran the tip over my lips. “Do you want Daddy’s cock in your mouth?” 

“Soooo much Daddy”

“Do you mind if I piss in your mouth a little while you suck it?”

“Pleeeeessssee!” I whined.

“Open your mouth”

  I did and he set his cock on my tongue, grabbed my head and firmly slid my head down onto his dick. He held my head down a second, testing my gag reflex before he let my head go. I proceeded to suck up and down. I fondled his massive balls while i sucked my chin occasionally bumping into the edge of the seat.

  The smell hit me before I heard the splash and then immediately the tangy salty taste of dehydrated tweaker pee hit my tongue. He was taking a shit and pissing into my mouth while I sucked him and I was simultaneously disgusted and in love. His hands were back on the sides of my head again.

“Look at me” he command and I did, trying not to gag or make a face at the smell of his shit or the taste of his urine. “Open your mouth a little I wanna see my piss run down your tongue.” I leaned my head back and opened my mouth. A massive fart rumbled the bowl and a fresh stream of Daddy’s pee burst into my mouth. Looking up into the lens of that camera I drank his piss and reached down behind my back to finger my hungry asshole. This was the hottest moment of my life up to that point, and feast for the senses. In that moment I was truly his personal fuck slave. Whenever he wasn’t peeing I continued to suck his dick and after a bit he raised a hip and gave his ass a couple quick wipes, but he didn’t flush. The room reeked of his shit and I continued to look into the camera, lightly finger my asshole and suck on his cock.

He talked to me while I blew him and petted my head and cheeks. He told me some of the things he was going to do to me. Told me I was a good boy and asked if I liked this introduction to my future. I just nodded and grunted my agreement not wanting to take his cock out of my mouth. He told me he was close to cumming and I was to open my mouth and keep it all in my mouth till he told me I was allowed to swallow it. I sucked harder and faster. He told me to open my mouth and I did. I looked right into the camera and felt spurt after spurt of hot semen spray into my mouth. It did not taste very good and that made me love it even more. He came again and again, I could feel it pooling up on the back of my tongue. When he was done he dipped two fingers into my mouth and played with his seed. I rubbed it across my lips and went back for more. He rubbed it on my eyelids and cheeks. Pressed it up my nostrils and smeared it around my nipples. He told me to spit the rest into his hand and when I did held his cupped hand above me and asked me if I wanted some back to swallow. Please Daddy please, and he poured some back into my mouth and I rubbed it around with my tongue and swallowed. I thanked him over and over while continuing to finger myself. He told me to show him my fingers. They were mostly clean but I hadn’t had an enema before hand so there was a bit of brown on the tips. Suck em clean he told me and I hesitated because…ew lol. He took my wrist and jammed my fingers into my mouth. Honestly it was sort of sweet, better tasting than his piss for sure so I closed my lips on my fingers and sucked them clean. He grabbed my head and pushed it down over the bowl, still full of his shit and told me to keep my head there. He pulled my hips sideways so I was ass towards the door.

I felt the last of his cum drip down into my ass crack and his wet hand began to rub it into the slightly loosened hole. He plunged two fat fingers inside me suddenly and I yelped out of pain and surprise. He laughed continued to aggressively finger fuck me while my head rested just above his bowel movement. The seat was still warm from his big ass and I rubbed my face on it, and kissed it. Every few minutes he would pull his fingers out and extend them for me to lick clean. After a while he reached past my face and stuck his hand down into the bowl. I watched as he smeared his fingers through his shit and he asked who’s ass this was. I looked back at him and said your ass daddy. He said it can’t be his ass until it has his shit in it. While I looked into the camera he hovered his shit covered fingers by ass and asked again who’s ass is this.

“This ass belongs to you Daddy. Make it yours.” His fingers slid inside me. He pumped his shit wet fingers into my ass hole and I thanked him some more. His other hand reached beneath me and began stroking my cock to the rhythm of his other hand and I came harder than I’d ever come before. He pushed my face down into my cum and told me to clean it up and I did. He washed his hands, reached over and flushed the toilet, told me to shower up and then meet him in the dungeon for another bowl. I showered quick wanting to get back to the pipe…and to him. That’s the story of my first hours with Daddy Tiny, though over the next six months we would put a lot more film on the shelf labeled David.

The sun is beating down on a hot summer day. My phone goes off. There is a text from an old friend that I haven’t seen in a few months. It’s K and he’s wondering what I’m up to. A smile grows wide across my face as I text him back not much. We decide to meet up at his farm. Along the way all I can do is remember the last time we met and how I was destroyed by the master and his beastly cock. I arrive at the house and walk to the door. To my surprise a new person answers the door. I greet and introduce myself he reply’s I know who you are and I can hardly wait to join you. I start to feel odd about his response. Once I am in the house K is standing in the kitchen I see you’ve met S he’s a old friend of mind from school who’s visiting for a few months I think you’ll both like each other. I look at s and he’s grinning from ear to ear my mind is wondering what’s in store for class today. We all sit in the living room getting to know each other and what we are into. By this time I have been with more men so I’m feeling confident I’m prepared for what ever is about to happen. I start to look around and see this elephant sized dido on the desk and sheepishly ask is that for me. They both smile and laugh and say no its S he’s a power bottom whore the bigger the better and if this goes as we hope you’ll get to see him use it. S comes closer to me and starts to kiss me K is sitting across from us observing us I know his mind is filling up with all kinds of possibilities. S and I are are really getting into our kissing and touching feeling the lust grow hotter inside us. I look over at k and he’s stroking his raging cock enjoying the show. As S and I break apart K instructs us to follow him and as the obedient boys we are we follow. K leads us to the hot tub we all start to undress. S is a smaller man shorter then my and his cock isn’t as big BUT its amazing. Once we are naked we enter the tub again we all sit across from each other. Ok I’m going to take charge if K wants a show he’s going to get one. I float over to S and start to kiss him hard as I’m stroking his growing cock. I look over to K and sees he’s enjoying the show. I look at his cock and the beast is awaken. During my journey I have discovered I like to be in charge and direct the situation. As I’m kissing and stroking S, I lift my bottom out of the water to expose it to K. I start to bounce it up and down slowly as to let him know its his. I grab S’s cock and pull him over to K where I instruct him to start to suck K’s cock. The temperature is rising between all of us and the tension is high. The three of us enjoy a sensual moment together. K starts to rise. I ask where he’s going he says follow me. S and I get up still making out and start to follow K into the house. I know exactly where this is going the bedroom. Once in the house we start to dry each other off and can see that we are all ready for what’s about to happen. One by one we get onto the bed each of us taking our (I don’t know how we do) correct positions on the bed. K reaches into his nightstand table and gets out a few things. A mask, a gag, a dog color, and a leash. My heart starts to pound as I’m wondering who these are for. S crawls up to K and K puts the gag in his mouth. K commands me to him. I shyly obey. K puts the dog collar on me not to tight then the leash and finally the mask over my eyes. K says its time for your 2nd lesson. My heart is racing I’m heavy breathing almost a bit afraid. K starts to calm me down reminds me nothing will happen if I don’t want it to but not to shut down the lesson before I experience it. I agree to let him control me. K starts to command us into our positions. S is laying on his back with his ass up and open, K puts me on my hands and knees with my mouth over S’s ass ( I know what I’m about to do) and K positions behind me letting me know I’m about to get fucked. K starts to open me up preparing me for the fucking of a life time I feel all of him and the energy he’s providing tells me S is about to get the eating of his dreams. S slide his ass under my face so my mouth can lick and eat him. K starts to fuck me harder and forcefully. I’m in heaven. S starts to moan with desire as I’m getting him hot and wet. K starts to pull on my leash telling me I need to be closer to his body so he can fuck me like the dog I am. We are fucking sucking licking eating screaming moaning we are on fire. This is a my first three way. K slaps my ass hard as to punish me for being a bad dog not letting my master control me. All its doing is driving me over the edge and setting my body on fire. S is still laying in front of me begging screaming telling me he sees the gates of heaven and they aren’t letting him in until he cums. That’s my clue to go deeper and harder. Lick him and open him up and bury my face completely into his furry man pussy. Suddenly S is gone from under me now I feel him kneeling in front of me telling me he’s going to cum and wants to spray it all over my face. S removes my mask allowing me to enjoy the sights and sounds of him exploding all over my cheeks,mouth,forehead,neck all the while k is still fucking me from behind. S tumbles his weak limp body over to the chair trying to compose himself. K removes my collar and leash and informs me its one on one time I hope your ready. Once I am set free I take my fingers and swipe S’s cum from my face and command S to come to me and take his medicine. S does as he’s told and receives his dose. Now its k’s turn. As I have said I have become of a director in bed and I turn toward K. With a devilish look in my eyes I grab K’s face and forcefully plant a kiss on his sexy mouth. K likes it because he kisses me back harder. S is sitting in the chair, K and I are making out on the bed, sweat is dripping from all our pores, the animals have been released. K grabs my body and flips me on my side and spreads my legs open I’m about to be fucked into a V. As we are fucking S starts to come over to us. Lays beside me and starts to French kiss me. Tongues swabbing each other, hands feeling each others faces all the while K is ripping me apart. The screaming the moaning the sweat dripping from all of us the energy is so electric our bodies about to explode. Our bodies are spent we fall apart. As we are all laying together like a heap of puppies, we grab towels and start to clean up. Once we are ready we start to leave the bed kissing and touching each other. We go out to the living room. K is in a chair and I sit next to S on the couch. We start to make out the feelings are driving us insane. We can’t keep our hands off each other. I look over at K to see him watching us. I give him a look of watch me daddy as I make out with your boy my brother. I see this intrigues K so much that I slide off the couch and crawl on my hands and knees over to him. Once I am there I slide his shorts down and start to blow him. I look at S and he’s loving the show. We are one big happy family. I notice S leaves the room K tells me to find him. I leave my daddy K and go outside to hunt for S. Keep in mind we are all totally naked still. I find S outside and press my body into his our cocks are touching as we begin to kiss and make out. The passion is growing in us the electricity is burning us up we can not stop making out. This man is driving me insane. We go back into the house and sit on the couch we all know its time to say goodbye. We start to get dressed, I walk over to K thank him for the lesson and let him know ill be ready when its school time again. We kiss goodbye. I walk over to S on the couch, kiss him, touch him, thank him for the best day ever., and let him know all he has to do is call and ill come running with my tongue hanging out wet and ready to send him back to heavens gate. As I exit the house I know this is where I’m meant to be and this is what I was made for.

MJ’s Story: Roman and Sam Part 2

Note: The Following continuation story is based on several emails and based on ideas from a reader “MJ”, who has contacted me with several ideas for stories to expand upon, rewrite, and post his story based on those ideas. After unsuccessfully trying to convince him to attempt to write and post it himself, I decided to give in, and turn his ideas into the following story, and post it for him. “Roman and Sam” this is part 2, and then it will follow with 3 more different stories with different characters. Thanks for reading!

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Sam and Roman meet in the lobby with their luggage for this excursion to Zurich, It’s summer, and Roman was wearing unusually tight short shorts and a shirt. As always, he was wearing his shorts super low and his shirt was short too, as a bit of midriff and treasure trail was exposed whenever he stretched or over reached, and he has a limo waiting as they hand off the bags to the driver and they both sit inside the back seat of this stretch limo. It is here Sam notices as Roman spreads his legs in comfort that Roman Is commando, s hints of wrinkly ball or foreskin seemed to peer out. Otherwise its obvious Sam is impressed by these surroundings and realizes as well as he’s gotten to know Roman over the past few weeks there is still some mystery that surrounds him.

 Sam and Roman get airport, breeze through security with some sort of VIP passes and to Sam’s surprise are amongst the first to board on the international flight to Zurich. Their seats are in a first class cabin, Roman reached up to stow his carry on’s in the overhead bin, Sam could clearly see Romans treasure trail once again and his armpits, combined with his crack as he twisted back around to sit next to Sam. Sam couldn’t help but peer down his ass crack only inches from his face, but was this deliberate?

 The flight attendant came over immediately offering champagne, snacks and a small bag with comfy loungewear similar to pajamas and tops to change if we wished, while the other passengers began to file by toward the back of the plane. Roman had to explain to Sam that you go to the bathroom, take off your travel clothes, wear the pajama and top, and hang your clothes. After the plane took off and the guys could move about the cabin, Roman did something utterly sexy, but he did it in a matter of fact way. He went to the bathroom and emerged back in fairly short sweat shorts, with the outline of his penis clearly visible, and he was wearing a pretty sheer more like an undershirt that he brought with him. Roman then packed the top and pajamas in his backpack. After he settles back into his seat he says something to Sam about now he “feels so comfy now are you ready for this long flight? because I am”. Sam is seated next to Roman in the middle aisle of the first class, Sam got really horny seeing Roman free balling in those sweats, with his oversized manhood clearly visible, yet did anyone notice or care other than Sam? Also Roman had his distinctive smell about him, Roman knows that Sam really gets off on his musk. Sam can’t help but feel the growth in his shorts goes to the toilet to change into the loungewear and once he was inside that small closet sized room he begins to feel and touch himself while focused on the ceiling while thinking of Romans body, scent and skin, he reaches up with his hand and begins to tweak his nipple while his other hand is now firmly focused on rubbing one out. Sam is interrupted by the flight attendant knocking asking if everything was ok. Sam simply calls out yes and puts his loose fitting loungewear over his underwear trying to be more modest, before returning to his seat next to Roman.

 Being in the middle aisle, Sam and Roman move up the screens of their oversize first class seats on each side to make it almost like a private suite and turn on the do not disturb sign. Roman then does something utterly sexy in front of Sam on this long public flight shielded only by the screens, he takes off his undershirt and his sweats and sits completely naked as he reclines his seat and sleeps that way in the confines of the first class suite. Sam watches as Roman changes positions and sees the various stages of Romans flaccid cock flopping from side to side with his balls seemingly moving about their sack on their own. Sam never traveling in first class let alone on a long overseas flight simply is amazed at the way the other side lives, surely this must all be on Romans company tab. Sam watches Roman as he sleeps and with Sam’s head swinging side to side to be sure he can’t be seen he finishes what he couldn’t in the toilet and rubs one out even through the many layers of clothes. Several hours later the intercom voice wakes them both to prepare for landing as they scrambled to redress in their traveling clothes.

Once again there is a limo waiting and they drive up to a fancy hotel, after check in, the two were well rested, but a bit weary and lackadaisical from the flight, they drop off the bags and Roman tells Sam they should go to the Spa. Before hand Roman requests Sam to help him trim his hair in all the right places, armpit, pubes and crack. Sam nervously takes the scissors and trimmer as he maneuvers the utensils around Romans heavy equipment, desperately trying not to knick or cut him but getting extremely excited himself as he crops the fur neatly and combs it out making sure all loose hair is removed.

 It turns out they are heading to a Swiss German Spa where they spend the rest of the day. Swiss-German spas are coed and naked, there they see this absolutely gorgeous guy, unfortunately he is with his girlfriend, Roman gets bolder in Switzerland as he flaunts his nakedness in public, he carries a small cloth towel, that he would wrap around his neck, while walking around fully naked on full display. The two are stretched and bent in all different ways by attendants complete with hot tubs, cool pools and sauna rooms. The naked flesh, both hard and soft, male and female were on full display while Sam’s voyeuristic nature takes over and consumes his body, it didn’t take him long to try to stop hiding his male excitement as other guys just passed him with a smile, Sam just followed Romans lead wherever they went. Roman was free to “play” with his dick and foreskin in front of others as he passed, sometimes pulling his foreskin back exposing that luscious head other times just teasing the foreskin which obviously got the other guys mouths watering, he seemed to know just how to tease them just to a point, some others visually were excited as their own man meat grew and their eye contact never left Romans privates. Sam on the other hand seemed to be more modest than he thought he would be, maybe even a bit more embarrassed to be so exposed in this public place, but everyone was.

 Back to the room, the two enjoy a lite dinner in, via room service, Roman naked again of course, answers the door and signs for the cart of food adding the tip, while the clerk just stood there as if this was normal and thanking Roman for the tip. Sam is wearing only his boxer briefs while they eat the food while sitting on the couch with some foreign TV commentator on the TV. After dinner the two finally snuggle on the couch while Romans hand tug restlessly at Sam’s briefs, Sam helps Roman remove them and the two proceed to go down on each other as if this were desert. Sam bobs and sucks roman off like a warm melting popsicle, being sure to catch every melting drop of his saliva dripping off the sides and occasionally lapping the stray saliva from the wrinkles of his ball sack, letting his hands wander to and gently lifting his ass cheeks trying to unsuccessfully reach his hole from around the side. Eventually this frustrates Sam and he goes in the easy way between Romans legs just under his ball sack. Sam’s first penetration gets Roman going as his love juices begin flowing and roman reaches over to cup Sam’s bare ass easily poking and encircling his hot and eager hole. Roman explodes in Sam’s mouth now the cum is running like a slippery lube down Romans shaft while Sam refuses to stop pistoning on Romans rod until Roman has to push Sam’s head off of him. Sam looks up to Roman thanking him for everything before the shrinking Roman member is retracting into its foreskin, Sam runs his tongue between the folds cleaning every last drop of Romans cum out of the pocket, before his dick falls away to his side in retreat. Roman now stands and lifts Sam from the couch and places him on the edge of the bed lying on his back and places Sam’s ankles on Romans shoulders and Roman proceeds to drip spit down on Sam hitting just under his ball sack and he watches it begin to pool and make its way into the crack, when Roman sticks his cock in just the right spot stopping the spit gathering on his now re hardening dick and gives Sam a few pokes, before placing one hand on Sam’s breast and the other on his neck being careful not to choke Sam as he shoves his meat deep inside in one fast motion. Sam almost didn’t have time to react and the downward pressure in both places actually seemed to concern him more that the pain that was distracted from. Roman then repositioned and grabbed Sam by the waist and began pumping him on and off his dick until he was ready to cum again. Sam’s hardened dick was flopping side to side also came hands free onto his stomach before Roman collapsed on top and they gradually relaxed themselves to sleep in each others arms.

 The next day Roman went to his office while Sam rested and did some people watching in downtown. That night Roman asks Sam if he was up to visit a Bar downtown, the two agree. Roman and Sam are at the bar, Roman in his trademark shorts and going commando of course with a short cropped Tee shirt, as the two people watched the patrons and discussed what they were seeing, sometimes creating their own stories of each. A gorgeous hunk named Jake walks in, he has short brown hair and a trimmed but deliberately scruffy beard, probably in his  late 30’s, the guys watch him as he makes his way across the floor and he and Roman make short but deliberate eye contact. Roman sees the hunk head to the restroom and makes a bet with Sam, before proceeding to the restroom himself with Sam watching on.

 The Hunk Jake is already standing, beginning to pee at the urinal, with a red pair of briefs way down so that his fuzzy bum is clearly visible. Roman goes to the adjacent urinal, these urinals in Europe have no partition, and Roman who goes commando anyway, in shorts and a small T-shirt, so everything’s visible, he pulls down his shorts and lets them drop to the floor. Roman moves up his T-shirt a bit, retracts his foreskin  back with his left hand and then strikes a conversation with Jake on the right who’s holding his uncut dick in his right hand. As it turns out Roman finds out his name is Jake and he’s married, with a wife at home.

 Jake is done peeing by then but continues to talk to Roman without any urgency to pull up his pants as he rolls his dick head around in his fingers. Roman takes the hint, and reaches across with his right hand and grabs Jake’s penis and begins to roll the end in his hand as the velvety foreskin slips over and around on the head easily, but Roman begins to feel the spongy head begin to harden and grow in his grip, while Jake lets his hands drop to this sides and the two look into each other’s eyes. Roman know Jake is now willing and able.

 Roman whose still holding Jake by the penis begins to shuffle across the floor with his shorts around his ankles, and leads Jake to a nearby stall as they begin to fondle each other. Jake seems so into the “play date” as Roman sits down on the toilet and begins to give Jake a tongue bath, it isn’t long till Jake is grasping Roman’s shoulder and leaning over his head while he begins pumping his load into Romans mouth, after Jake was done he backs up and leans on the door at Romans request raising his shirt over his head exposing his torso, while Roman jerked himself off at the nicely tanned and sculpted abs of Jakes body spurting his load across the cubicle onto Jakes abdomen. Jake cleans up with some toilet paper and pulls his pants back up. The two exchange numbers and they decide to try to meet the next day, but Roman asks for Jake’s red briefs first, which Jake reluctantly gave to him, Roman sniffs like crazy there, pulls up his shorts, puts the briefs in his pocket to bring to Sam. The two leave the rest room Roman following Jake as he motioned behind him to Sam a fist in the air pulling his arm down as if announcing silently that he came, he fought, and conquered. Sam just unbelievably smiled back at Roman, as he approached their seats pulling the red briefs out of his pocket for proof before stuffing them back in.

 The next day Jake called and they arranged to meet at the hotel, Sam and Roman had room service send up some Hors d’oeuvres. Jake arrived promptly at the specified time, and brief introductions ensued, while we talked and ate getting to know each other. It was clear Jake was there for one thing and that was Sex with a guy but now he was utterly over excited to see the two of us there. Roman soon stood and dropped his trademark shorts and very unlike him he was wearing red briefs, yes Jakes red briefs from the previous night, Roman filled them out very nicely as Sam reached over to pull the front down exposing his dick. Sam then followed suit and began removing his own clothes while he watched Romans dick come alive. Then Jake stood and reached over to touch Romans cock once again as if he didn’t get to last night and pulled his shorts down to his knees. There low and behold, Jake was wearing a pair of very skimpy red lace panties, obviously his wife’s. He over filled those sheer panties with one ball actually not fitting inside and his erect penis poking its head out of the top band as if itching to get out. Sam lost it all as he was now naked and helping Roman to finish striping. Jake was prancing around in those panties begging us to catch him, we obviously could, easily but the chase was the pleasure as we pranced around naked winding up wrestling on the floor with each other. Sam grazed his hand over Jakes panty covered penis while Jake took Roman’s dick in his mouth. Then Roman motioned for Sam to shimmy over to reach his mouth with his dick, Sam finally having his second uncut dick swirling in his mouth, as they each sucked one another till the cum was flowing each of the guys absorbed the precious creamy loads into their mouths before moving inside to the bed for a 3 way rimming session. Jakes ass was sweet to Sam’s tongue with some musky sweat atop some fresh scented soap smell as his tongue penetrated the ring. Jake on the other hand was chowing down on Romans ass very delicately as if unsure of his path but yet determined to compete the task. Jakes nose was slightly scrunched at Romans heavy hair musk, yet still freshly trimmed fur that helped retain the full robust flavor. And Roman was slurping his blonde little buddy Sam, while tugging his ass hair like floss between his teeth. Each of the guys were depositing much spit seemingly getting ready to mount each other. They all took turns fucking each other and kept trying to figure out who hadn’t done who, when they all decided it was time to end this session. Roman and Sam each took turns fucking Jake while he was on all fours, and while Roman was doing Jake, Jake’s dick was spewing cum all on its own, shooting across and down to the sheets.

 The time was getting late when they all finally regained their wits, as Jake hurriedly dressed and said his wife was going to kill him it was so late, while Roman and Sam headed for the shower before cuddling up in a long restful sleep.

 A few more days and Roman’s work abroad was soon completed and the two packed up and headed back to the airport. On the trip Sam asked Roman where is this Swiss Roman when back in the states? and Roman admitted his more politely stateside manor, they embraced in a kiss as they exited the limo and headed to the plane back to America.