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“Don’t worry, Daddy is going to take good care of his piggy boy,” John says with a smile after seeing a hint of worry on my face.

“Hold those legs up.”

I comply, grabbing onto my calves, realizing I still had my dress socks on.

I watch his face disappear between my open legs. I felt his tongue poking at my used, dripping entrance, forcing its way in as I clenched, not wanting to spill the river of cum on his face at first, but his aggressive licking allowed my body to relax. If his second load was any indication, there was plenty of his first in me to help lube my tender hole for round two. 

“Oh yeah, push out Daddy’s load from your hairy hole,” he growls again and I can feel his hot cum leaking from my puffy lips as he laps at it, getting it wet and ready.

I’m moaning loud and resisting every urge to play with my dripping pole, not wanting to blow until he is back inside me.

“Fuck me,” I whisper.

He grunts in reply but continues working me over with his tongue.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” I say louder, pleading.

His face pops up from between my stretched thighs, his stubble glistening in a mixture of our sweat, piss, cum, and spit.

“Well, when you ask like that,” he says with a wicked grin.

He grabs my legs, twisting my waist so one leg is on the mattress and the other is over his shoulder. I feel his head lining up at my sloppy hole as he puts a foot up on the mattress.

“Fuck!” we both groan out.

His from the pleasure of being back inside my warm wet hole, me in shock as he forced himself all the way in, in one thrust. All his tongue work, his first load dripping from me and his cum coated cock all helped loosen and lube me up but it was a painful shock as his thick meat stretched me open again. He held himself all the way in, still, and watched my face intently as I slowly relaxed.

“That’s it, Daddy’s got you now.”

I just smile in response and flex around his shaft, signaling to him it’s ok to start thrusting. I have never felt like such a desperate bottom but I needed another rough pounding from this sweaty, raunchy, sexy, hick. 

He gives me a few gentle, slow courtesy pumps, allowing my hole to adjust as his thickness grazes my prostate and makes my dick dribble. I can’t help the soft moans of pleasure escaping my lips as he begins to pick up his pace and start slamming deep into me. The way I never knew I needed and now couldn’t get enough of. 

“Oh fuck” I start whimpering on repeat again as I feel him hitting my prostate at a whole new angle.

It’s rough and loud and feels so good as his sweat starts dripping down on me.

At one point he slams into me and holds himself there while adjusting his stance, next thing I know his big smelly, sweaty bare foot is pressing down on my face and he’s picking up speed, pumping in and out of me, churning all his seed inside me. I know the position well but not from this side of it, I was learning why so many of my bottoms loved it and could hear my moans getting louder. I can’t get enough of how he’s dominating me like such a little bitch. I can feel my balls churning, close to exploding again. 

The internal massage, the situation leading up to this, the ripe smells of testosterone, piss, sex, cum filling the room are all driving me insane. They’re too much, I haven’t even touched my cock but I know it won’t take many more thrusts before I’m erupting again.

I couldn’t get the words out as I was groaning like an animal but John could tell I was getting close and abruptly pulled out of me.

“Not yet!” he pants as if he knew what was about to happen. 

“Please fuck me! Don’t Stop! Please! Fuck the cum out of me again.”

“Please who?”

“Please, Daddy!”

He has my spread ankles in his hands and pulls them up to sniff my feet again. He licks the thin socks spread across my feet, sucking at the fabric of all the mix of fluids on them, and puts one of his big feet back in my face. Eager to please him so I can get him back inside me. I felt empty and desperate. His foot smell is strong. Stinky feet were never my thing, for all the smells I love, sweaty feet did nothing for me, neither did feet in general, but right now, I couldn’t get enough of his as I worked my tongue around and in between his toes, sucking them into my mouth, savoring a new smell of his.

This didn’t last too long before I felt him force back into me. This time the rough intrusion felt great, desperate to be filled by his cock again with my legs wrapped around his neck.

He wasted no time picking up speed and was pistoning in and out of me. Out of nowhere, he held his nasty briefs over my nose and mouth, then shoved it in like a gag. It smelled better than before and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I never knew giving up control could be so fucking hot and I never want to stop being his little pig boy. 

“Daddy’s going to fill his boy’s cunt again. Flood his tight pussy with his baby batter. Knock him up.”

This kind of dirty talk always made me roll my eyes but was just adding to the excitement. I reached up and grabbed his nipples which caused him to pump faster while letting out a long loud growl. I twisted at the hardwired nubs as his sweat poured down on me. He slapped my face and then ripped the makeshift gag from my mouth, spitting in my mouth again. I spat back and we did it back and forth a few times in between a couple of firm smacks across my face.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I practically screamed and I feel him wrap his big hands around my throat and slam harder into me. 

My cock lurched, spasmed, and started spewing fresh hot ropes of my seed between us as his mouth covered mine and his tongue forced its way in my mouth, practically licking my tonsils. I clawed at his back and tighten my legs around him pulling him as close to me as I could, coating us in the mess of my second hands-free orgasm. I could feel his assault continue inside me as my body clenched and convulsed and clamped down on his pistoning cock, milking it for another explosion inside me.

He was groaning in my mouth as I felt his cock flex inside me. Filling me up with even more of his seemingly never-ending supply of seed as he continued to brutally fuck my cunt. 

I practically blacked out at one point it was so intense and he collapses on top of me. 

We lay there in a sweaty, sticky heap, panting and gasping for air. His strong body crushing into me as we caught our breath. I felt his softening cock slip from my well fucked hole and did my best to clench, wanting to keep as much of his seed in me for as long as I could.

He finally rolled off me, slid an arm under my neck, and yanked me to his wet chest. We lay there in silence, panting and dripping.

I wasn’t sure what to do at that point and could feel myself fading fast, spent and exhausted from the shitty day turned amazing night fuck fest. I glance at the clock, it was almost 3am. We had been fucking for almost three consecutive hours.

I go to get up but his strong arm pulls me back, closer to him.

I was kind of surprised this beast would want to cuddle, he is a straight married alpha adonis that just made me, a masculine, total top into his sub fuckboy pig.

“You know, I never usually bottom,” I say, suddenly needing to defend myself the way most straight men do after a man-on-man encounter.

“I could tell,” he says softly with a slight chuckle, “But now you will be a better top, knowing what it’s like to enjoy the other side.” 

My head is resting on the sweaty fur matted down on his rising and falling chest while a finger circles his reddened nipple and his hand cups my tender ass in this unexpected tender moment.

“You’re right,” I say with a deep sigh, breathing in the hot, humid air filled with our sex, feeling sleep not far off.

I’m about to offer for him to stay if he wants, not expecting him to when I feel a finger teasing my puffy, slimy hole and then forcing its way inside.

“Of course I’m right, how do you think I became such a good top?” he asks gently before giving my forehead a soft kiss and his finger a wiggle inside me. 

I smiled realizing there might be a role reversal in the morning before falling into a much-needed sleep.

Next thing I know I am woken up abruptly by a loud engine revving and clanking outside. I shoot up in the unfamiliar bed, confused at my surroundings, my head pounding and my ass aching. Slowly the intense night of fucking fills my mind as I lay back down with a hazy smile. I look around the dark room, grateful only a slice of sunlight is forcing through the thick, tacky curtains. It looks like there was a cyclone that tore through the entire place. 

I look at the nightstand and see a note propped up against a water bottle;

“I’ll be in the city next month, maybe we can pig out again.

J.

PS. I left you something for you to sniff on your drive home.”

He even left me his cell phone number. 

With a smile, I force myself out of bed. I splash some cold water on my face and while I gather my clothes strewn about I can’t find my socks anywhere. I do, however, find the ripe, worn-out pair of briefs, full of the hot tow truck driver’s sexy stink and I feel my dick start to stir. I get dressed, shove the briefs in my pocket, and head out for the long drive home.

Before having to face the reality of speaking with customer service to finally get me going I send a quick text.

“Thanks for the rides, all 3. – A”

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WILLIAMS FAMILY REUNION

“Hey. What up, BP?”

I’m standing behind Mike Powell aka Big Pow aka BP as he stands alone, unloading boxes from the back of a shiny, bright red, fully decked-out pickup that must’ve cost him a fortune. He freezes. His body tenses. His head lifts slightly as he asks into the air, “DJ?” The 29-year old, 6’1”/240-lbs muscleman turns slowly to see if it’s really me. It is. He repeats my name softly. “DJ.”

BP’s eyes flare with the shock. He tries to stay chill, but I see the cracks in his calm exterior. I wait silently. Just as tense as he is. He takes a step toward me when two of his aunties call out greetings to him. Mike stops and waves. To me, he reaches his hand out. He can’t hold back a smile any longer, “David Jackson.” I nod. He asks, “What are you doin’ here, man?”

As soon as our hands touch, we can’t resist. We pull each other into a bro hug. I breathe in deep, getting Big Pow’s scent again. It’s been too long. We hold just a little longer than we probably should but not long enough so it’s weird if anyone is watching. When we break, we just stare at each other again. I’m trying to stop myself from throwing him onto the back of his truck. It’s hard not to. I hope he’s feeling the same, but I can’t tell.

Looking at his handsome bearded face, impossibly broad shoulders and massive pecs in his white tank top isn’t helping. He looks good. Nah, he looks GREAT. It takes me back to the heat of summer six years ago, a summer that I can’t forget, even when I try. Six years and my feelings have only gotten stronger. The fact that he remembered me by just my voice makes me think it’s the same for him.

I get why he’s surprised to see me at his annual family reunion. I’ve been stationed overseas since I joined the army right after high school. We’re in a field near a forest and pond in rural Mississippi. Beautiful, but not somewhere you just run into folks by accident. Last he probably knew, I lived in Germany. He’s part of the reuniting family. I’m not. I know over half the 200 people here but I’m connected by relationships, not blood. 

Mike’s younger brother James was my best friend growing up. His family calls him Little Pow or LP, but I don’t – he secretly hates that nickname. James and me did everything together, including taking each other’s virginity by the creek when we were supposed to be fishing. I practically lived at Ma Pow’s. She always treated me like I was one of her own.

I answer Big Pow’s question as simply as I can, “Ma Pow invited my Mom and Dad. And me.”

“Course she did. But where’d you come from? Not all the way from Germany?”

I breathe in deep. Here goes. “No, not Germany. I’m here.”

“Here?”

“I’m officially a civilian again. Served the country. Got my degree. And now, I’m moving back to Jackson. Got a job in the IT department with Federal Parcel Service. See what happens.”

Mike’s jaw actually drops open. He processes what I’m saying, nodding slowly. We’re left staring at each other again. He finally says, “No one told me.”

I shrug, “Ma Pow and James know. Figured they’d tell you.”

“Really?”

I hesitate, “Yeah. I don’t know. I figured it’d be news. Besides, I didn’t know how to get to you on the DL. I didn’t think I should ask for your number.”

“I appreciate your discretion, man. I don’t want to hurt LP. You feel me?” I nod. Of course I know. I don’t to hurt LP, either. We stand in silence. Again. He just says, “Damn. You’re back. Standing in front of me. I -”

Suddenly, we’re swarmed by family and pulled in different directions. We don’t see each other for the rest of the day as he goes with his cousins and I go with James. I feel like I never stop talking. There are a lot of veterans here. They’re proud of my service and want me to know it. They want to know about my life. Some guys never left a US base, but I was sent all over. Everyone’s curious about my ‘adventures’ as they call it. I get tired of repeating the same stories, but that’s how family works. Even if it’s someone else’s.

The last part of the day, I hang with James and my play cousins, catching up. I can tell James is hoping for us to hook up again, but I steer him away from that. I just want my best friend back. Nothing sexual or romantic. Luckily, we’re always with other people. Now that I can’t hide out overseas, I know we’ll have to have a deeper talk about our relationship. It’s six years overdue, but this isn’t the time or place. I was hoping he’d find somebody but no such luck.

At midnight, I need some quiet. I chill by the pond, exhausted. It’s still so fuckin’ hot and humid. I’m not used to this anymore. The stars and moon are so bright. Say what you want about the country, but the stars sure are bigger and brighter here. I put my beer down then strip off my shirt. That’s better. I lie down on the most remote picnic table, just staring up. Thinking.

It was a great day. The only thing I regret is –

“Hey.”

I recognize that voice. I fight to keep still and keep looking at the stars, “Hey.”

Mike formally asks, “Mind if I chill with you? I need a break.”

“Me too.” I calmly add, “Been distracted all day.”

“Me too.”

“Same reason?”

“Same reason.”

Mike sits on the bench part of the table to my right. He peels off his tank and puts it on the bench. I can’t not look. Still amazing. He lies back and we just stare up.

I let my hand fall down towards him. It just hangs there. Untouched. Unacknowledged. We don’t speak. Both probably thinking about that summer. Suddenly, I feel his hand. He grabs mine and squeezes. I still don’t say anything, but I just got all I need. For now.

SIX YEARS AGO.

As we lie there staring up at the skies, holding hands, I think back six years.

BP is four years older than me. When me and James were headed to high school, he was headed to college. So, I knew him, but didn’t really know him, you know? I knew that he was popular and James really looked up to his big brother. Big Pow was his hero. Captain of the wrestling team, started on the football team and earned valedictorian. But we never hung out. He was more legend than person to me.

Until the summer when I was 18. Graduated high school. I signed up for the army but wasn’t getting deployed until September. Now that we were ‘adults’, Ma Powell used her connections to get me and James a summer job doing surveying for the state. Great work for college students and the same job she got Mike years earlier. He was still doing it every summer.

Since Big Pow had been doing it for a while, he got to lead a team paired with a rookie. Me. As summer crew, we got sent to the most remote places where the full-timers wouldn’t go. It was easy work, but boring and dirty. All day, going around into fields, forests, swamps, anywhere, planting our stakes, taking our measurements. We’d stay at some cheap roadside motel for the night before doing it again. We came home on Friday night then back out early Monday morning. The money was good, especially since rooms and meals were covered by a set per diem. If you stayed and ate cheap, you could actually make extra money on the deal.

We quickly got to know each other for the first time. For example, one night at the Shady Swamp Motel, I found out he was into pro wrestling. Like I said, the smart play was to stay and eat cheap and this was the cheapest. Walls were so thin, I could hear his TV on the same channel as my TV. WWL War. My Monday show since I was a kid. I thought it was cool we liked the same thing, but then I couldn’t hear his TV. I heard banging. Then an angry call.

When he hung up, he banged on the wall, asking me if he could come over. I looked down at my naked body and semi-hard cock. I wanted to pound one out while I watched, but quickly said yes. I mean, how could I say no? I pulled on my workout shorts and met him at the door. He was just in workout shorts, too. BP casually hopped on my queen bed and I lied down beside him.

We watched pro wrestling together on my bed that night, shirtless in thin shorts. I hadn’t watched it without jerking my cock in a long time. It was kind of boring, but I liked talking with him. Nothing else happened. Really. He went back to his room when the show was over, but I swear I saw his cock moving in his shorts while we watched. He shifted and lifted the leg on my side, blocking my view. But I saw what I saw. Did he like wrestling like I like wrestling?

It didn’t matter. I knew that I would never find out. I couldn’t do that to James. He loved me and always felt less than his brother. Me and Mike hooking up would feel like a betrayal, even if there was nothing technically wrong with it.

Only problem was that I was 18 and horny 24/7. If Mike kept coming over to watch wrestling half-naked and looking like a sexy muscle stud, I instinctively knew it might be trouble.

TROUBLE.

Three days later when WWL Beatdown was on, we watched together again on my motel bed at the Creekview Inn. I didn’t offer. He didn’t ask. We just did it. By the next Monday, when WWL War was on again and we were back on my motel bed at the Super 6. I realized that this was now a thing we were going to do all summer and there was nothing I could do about it.

That second Monday night, something did happen. It’s weird, because I remember every detail now, but at the time, it all happened so fast I didn’t realize what was happening until I woke up alone in my bed, covered in sweat and cum. I even thought it was a dream when I first woke up, but the dried cum on my body confirmed it all really happened.

It started simple enough. Big Pow and I were talking about wrestlers we liked. He was all about the big men, especially heels. I liked the faces and underdogs. He laughed at me liking the guys who get beat up, the jobbers. I defended my guys, saying they had it rougher than his guys, always having to take the punishment without the glory. He called me a bleeding heart and said he hoped the army toughened me up. I punched him in the arm and he laughed.

We talked about moves we liked. I liked one variation of a Boston crab that Bobby Babylon used, because he was a little guy getting big guys to tap. Mike said it was bullshit that a monster like Big Time Beckett would give to that. He got that TV wrestling outcomes were pre-determined, but that shit was too fake for him. In the heat of the moment, I told him I’d been put in that hold and it hurt. That shut him up.

The older stud let it hang there. He didn’t ask where or by who, maybe he didn’t care. Maybe Mike just figured out it was just me, his brother and our friends fooling around. BP suddenly shocked me. He said for me to put the hold on him. I hesitated. He took that as proof he was right and started teasing me. That got me mad enough to just do it. I just had to work out in my head how it went.

I put the bedspread on the floor and put him on his back. He was smirking but did what I told him. Mike looked up and said if I got him to submit, he’d pay for my meals for the week out of his per diem. I nodded and reciprocated with the same offer in reverse. The bet was made.

I grabbed his ankles and lifted his thick legs. I can picture how his shorts slid down revealing the thickest, most sculpted legs I’d ever seen. I still remember how heavy they were. Solid like they were made of metal, but warm and smooth. I wanted to caress them, but I had a job to do. The fabric pooled at his hips. I was so tempted to open his legs wider, but I didn’t.

I looked away from the large mound under the nylon shorts between his legs. We locked eyes. He was so cocky looking with his arms spread out wide, daring me to submit him. Like he was the one toying with me, even though I was about to put him in a serious hold. I asked if he was sure. He said he was. I told him I didn’t want to hurt him. He told me to quit stalling.

Okay, I warned, here comes the Babylon Breaker.

It wasn’t easy, but I flipped him over. My leg was between his and I crossed his ankles, locking them in my right armpit. When I sat back in the modified crab, he grunted. With his legs folded, he was trapped. I leaned back and really bent his back. Like most big musclemen, Mike wasn’t very flexible. He cried out. For real. I could tell he was trying to be cool, but he couldn’t. A soft ‘oh fuck’ came from behind me.

I sat to compress his spine and he let out a long slow moan. I asked if he was okay. He grunted an unconvincing ‘yeah, I’m great’. He finally started to push up and try to kick out. I told him I could feel him fighting me, but it was too late. He was as trapped as his heel hero Big Time. After a few more seconds, I offered that if it hurt that bad, I could just let him go. Those words hung there. ‘Let him go’. His little brother’s punk friend had him, but he’d never admit it.

I could tell from his growl that I’d insulted his manhood. I didn’t care. I had Big Pow at my mercy and I was loving it. He kept fighting me, but I held on. He stopped and shifted to ease the pressure. I focused on bending him, keeping up the pressure and keeping my balance. With every move I made, he let out a louder groan of surprise and pain. I told him I was only halfway. He let out a ‘fuck off’.

Unable to counter my hold, Mike had to suffer. And he did. I wasn’t going to let him escape. I finally applied as much pressure as I could. He tapped. Like legit tapped. I released his legs and turned to see him lying there moaning. His mountainous ass was up as he squirmed. His shorts were wedged between his cheeks. Fuck, he was so hot. BP slid back and stretched out his back. He never said a word as I waited.

I could tell that Big Pow was pissed at himself, but when he rose up, he was cool with me. I mean, I’d done what he asked and been proven right. He confirmed I was eating on him all week. I was gracious, treating him with the respect he deserved. Working with him, I was actually learning how cool he was about everything and I already liked him a lot.

The challenge was over, but it actually started something that night. It started us putting moves on each other. Our favorite wrestling moves. No bets, just for fun. We pretended our big thick cocks weren’t hard as hell, but they were. Wasn’t any hiding the truth. The holds were hot and Mike was a fucking stud. I gave to him. He gave to me. We both got sweaty, pumped and sore.

After I’d submitted BP for the third time, I had to adjust my cock in my shorts. I turned away. He casually told me not to worry about it. It didn’t mean anything. Then he added, neither did the submission because we were letting each other apply the holds. It’d be different if we were really wrestling. I took the bait and agreed to real wrestling with him. I knew it was a trap, but I wanted to be trapped. I needed to be trapped by him.

BP smirked and bounced his pecs at me. I could see the hungry look in his eyes. We got to wrestling on my motel room bed. No particular style. Just roughhousing as Ma Pow used to call it. We didn’t talk rules; we knew what to do. We also didn’t talk bets or what was going to happen after we wrestled. I guess we knew that, too.

Mike stared me down and I suddenly felt intimidated. Right from the first lockup, I knew I was dead meat. I was legally a man, but still not fully built. Not like I am now. And not like he was then. I learned fast how right he was about how I could only get him if he was letting me put the holds on him. When we were facing off for real, it was a whole different deal. At first, he played with me, casually pushing me away like I was nothing.

I tried to use speed. I dove in and he literally swatted me away. I fell to my right, landing on my hands and knees. This time, BP was on my back immediately. He forced me face down onto the bed and locked on a full nelson. I struggled, but once his hands were locked, that was it. He rolled us over and squeezed. I bridged, but he wrapped those tree trunk legs around my waist.

Give me credit for fighting, though. I struggled, but he had control. I was strong but he was MIGHTY. I mean that. Like a superman, BP crushed my body. I couldn’t believe he was this strong. I knew he was still toying with me. I grunted and strained. I started to sweat. He was doing nothing but holding me in place. My ego kept me going, but I couldn’t escape.

When I finally stopped fighting, he said, “You done squirming?”

In response, I fought some more. And so, he squeezed his legs and pulled on the nelson. My body stretched out, my shoulders and sides collapsed and my neck cramped. I cried out in pain and had to admit the truth. One move in and I was done. No amount of squirming was going to save me. I had to give. I gave him my submission verbally, because my flailing hands had nothing to tap.

Mike released me and rolled me over. I lied there, face down as he chilled beside me. I was so embarrassed. I immediately realized that we were fulfilling our roles, with Mike as the kind of big heel he loved and me as the kind of fighting jobber I loved. He said as much, asking if I even tried. I told him to fuck off and that I’d get him next round. He laughed and smacked my ass, “Good to hear it.”

The ripped powerhouse chilled on the bed beside me. He was flipping channels, saying how much late-night TV sucked. I tried to surprise him by diving on top of him. I pinned his arms down and slid my legs inside his. I open him up into a grapevine. I knew he wasn’t that flexible, so I thought I might be able to get him. He fought me and flipped us over, getting on top of me.

I let out a frustrated ‘fuck’ when he mounted me. He swatted my head like I was a bratty little brother. I bridged and toppled him off. I grabbed him in a headlock and squeezed as hard as I could. He groaned in pain and I felt good. Until he powered out, which he did two seconds later. One second later, my wrist was up my back in a hammerlock.

BP pushed me forward, face first onto the bed. He put his forearm across the back of my head and pressed his weight down on me. The hammerlock was hurting, but I could tell he wasn’t going for a submission yet. I squirmed under him again, my ass rising and shifting against his bulge. He moaned and I froze. I felt his hips thrust down and he was dry humping me. Fuck.

I moaned, low and slow, just like he did. He slowly rode me and I lifted my ass up higher into the grinding. Neither of us said anything, but we didn’t have to. Message sent and message received. From that point on, we both knew where things were headed and we both wanted it.

Mike groaned, “You’re trapped.”

I admitted, “I know.”

“Wanna give?”

“Not to this. Doesn’t even hurt.”

Suddenly, he pushed and my wrist was forced up higher. I let out a cry and he laughed, “How about now?” 

I shook my head as much as I could with my face buried on the bed and his arm pushing it down. He said, “I guess I was wrong. You don’t need to toughen up. You’re already a tough guy.” I moaned approvingly, excited by his praise, even though I wasn’t proving much more than I had a decent pain tolerance. Still, it was respect and I was proud to have earned his.

Mike casually said, “Just give, man. I need you to have two working arms when we’re done.” I held out, so he said, “You don’t have to prove anything to me, DJ.”

I felt more pressure and I admitted what we both knew, “Okay, you got me. I give.”

BP let go and rolled off. He grabbed the remote again and went back to flipping through channels. He asked if I liked wrestling porn. I didn’t know what that meant, so he went to his room while I worked out my shoulder.

Mike returned with his laptop then showed me a video from a place called Black Wrestling Web. He scrolled to two hot musclemen wrestling in a dark basement. One had a loincloth on and the other was in a thong. Their asses were out and jiggly. It was simple man vs. man as they mat wrestled, sweating and straining. It was so hot that I had to grab my cock and jerk it.

BP pushed my hand away from my dick. He said the video was just inspiration for us. He wanted us to keep wrestling. I nodded, wanting that, too. Mike put the laptop on the table facing us. With his back to me, I couldn’t resist. I slid up behind him then grabbed him in a reverse bearhug. He grunted, part surprised, part aroused and maybe a little bit of pain. I squeezed as hard as I could.

I did my best, but he wouldn’t give. I let go and lifted my arms, forcing him into a full nelson. Or at least trying. His shoulders were so thick that it was hard work to get my fingers to even meet, much less lock them in place. Suddenly, his shoulders relaxed and I managed to lock my hands. I suspected he let me, because he was facing the laptop and he started grinding his ass against me.

I probably could’ve shot my load right there, but I focused. I squeezed and he moaned. I was feeling like I had him until he spread his lats and powered his arms down. I was a strong kid, but he broke the full nelson like it was nothing. BP locked my arms against his side with his arms then just backed us up to the bed. With no effort, he pushed us back and we fell on the bed with his weight crushing me. BOOF! UNH! I moaned under him.

Mike sat up and grabbed my wrist. He dragged me off the bed and spun in front of him. He locked me in a reverse bearhug. Now, I was looking at the laptop. As he squeezed the life out of me, I watched two muscleman battle. I suddenly felt BP humping me. I gripped his forearms and moaned. It felt so good to be trapped in his arms. Painful, but so good.

I let him hump me while I watched gay porn wrestling, but I knew I couldn’t go down like this. I fought hard to break free. It surprised him. I guess he figured I was submitting. I bent forward and reached between my legs to grab his. I pulled up as hard as I could and lifted his foot. Mike tried to keep his balance, but he couldn’t. He stumbled back, dragging me with him.

We crashed on the bed with me on top. I broke free of his arms, but he got his legs up and around my waist. He locked his ankles in front of me as he lied on the bed. I tried to pull him forward off the bed, but he squeezed harder and I lost focus. As I stood there, trapped, I saw the loincloth guy getting crushed in a head scissors. I felt his pain for real as I suffered.

I had no choice. I tapped Mike’s leg, “I GIVE! I GIVE!”

BP opened his legs and let me stumble forward. I kept focused on the laptop, unable to look away. Loincloth guy was in a rear naked choke now. Would he give? Was he done? The guy was way more ripped with these massive pecs, but there he was, losing like a bitch. Suddenly, Mike came up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my head in a rear naked choke.

I gasped as he held me. Mike whispered, “You like Beast, don’t you? A muscle hunk in his little loincloth. Yeah, that’s the kind of guy you like, isn’t it?” I gripped his forearms and nodded, unable to speak. “Yeah, I like him, too. I like seeing him wrecked, but you want to see him win, don’t you?” I nodded again. BP squeezed a little harder, “You think he’ll break free? Will you?”

I struggled hard, but unless I did something dirty, I was never getting out of this hold. On the screen, the incredible Beast did break free. I tried again to counter using the same method, but I couldn’t. I tapped, failing where the muscleman on the laptop succeeded. Mike let go and backed off. He patted my ass, “We won’t count that one. You weren’t expecting me.”

I turned, “Are you expecting this?”

I suddenly charged forward. I tackled Mike back onto the bed. We crashed down and I realize now that I was lucky not to break the bed. I grabbed BP in a front facelock and squeezed. The big muscleman pushed on my body as I squeezed him. My arms were locked and he actually struggled under me. No matter how big he was, I figured he had a weak point.

It wasn’t that. Mike never even hinted at giving. He caressed my sides. It felt good until I learned he wasn’t feeling me; he was feeling for the perfect place to punch. The big muscleman fired fists into the soft spot on each side. POW! OOF! I lost my grip and got thrown off. BP was so strong that I rolled across the bed and fell onto the floor. SPLAT!

I lied there for a minute, but Mike never came to me. I sat up and looked. He was back stretched out on the bed, watching the ending of Beast’s match. I crawled around the bed and came up beside him. I grabbed under his knees. I lifted and folded him in half into a cradle. With his ass up and shoulders down, I counted the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Mike powered out, but I had the advantage. I grabbed his ankle and dragged him until his legs hung off the end of the bed. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but it didn’t matter. BP kicked me in the abs. WHOMP! OOF! I stumbled back and he hopped off the bed. I charged him, but he caught me. With a lift and turn, he flipped and threw me onto the bed. BOOF! Next thing I knew, I was dragged off by my ankles.

I dropped to my knees in front of the bed. Mike leapt over me, flipped over onto his ass then rested his legs on my shoulders. As I knelt there, he grabbed my hair to hold me in place then put his upper legs against my ears. When he locked his ankles, I saw stars, but he luckily, he lightened up. We were both facing the laptop. Beast was in control. At least one of us was.

The weight of Mike’s massive legs and the power of his scissors kept me kneeling there, totally helpless. He rubbed my head and told me to stay down. Like I had a choice. We watched the match. I wanted to jerk off, but I held back. One touch and I knew I’d shoot. When I did fight, he just squeezed harder and I stopped. He was toying with me, but I was enjoying it, playing along. I didn’t really want to end it, even if I could.

BP said, “Okay, this is it. We’re coming up to the end. This is a good one. If your knees hurt, switch to sitting.” I worked my legs out and we slid back so I rested against the foot of the bed with his tree trunks still tight around my head. I rubbed them as I stared at the screen.

Sure enough, Beast crushed the guy in the thong in a body scissors/rear naked choke combination. He knocked the loser out then posed over his wrecked carcass. His soaking wet loincloth tented in front as he basked in victory.

Mike patted my head, “Looks like your guy won, after all.”

I made fists and pumped them to celebrate, but I was still trapped as they panned over the loser’s unconscious body. Mike tightened up and I knew that would be me unless I gave. I tapped once again, not wanting to get knocked out. The bigger muscleman opened up. He reached under my armpits and lifted me onto the bed. He lied beside me, pulling me in close.

Mike rubbed my pec, “I think we’re done wrestling. You done?” I nodded.

I guess he figured I’d lost enough. Mike had re-established his position as the man, making my original win feel kind of cheap. Not that he ever said that or even implied it. It’s just how I felt. I could only beat him if he let me. Anyway, now that we were done, he rolled on top and put me in a schoolboy pin. He didn’t get off. He just sat on me and flexed. I checked out his pumped muscles and he loved it.

We locked eyes. Then I lost control. I lifted my head as I struggled to toss him. I opened my mouth, cupping his cock head. I tried to make it like an accident, even though there was no reason for that at this point. Old habits, I guess. He leaned forward and rubbed his junk all over my face. I sucked on the front of his shorts, balls, head or shaft, whatever was against my lips.

Next thing I knew, BP grabbed me behind the head. He slid off the bed onto his feet. I was pulled off onto my knees on the floor. He dropped his shorts down then sat on the bed. I spun to face his manhood. He guided me forward, but there was no pressure. I wanted this as much as he did. I went down on him. Fuck, I’d never had a bigger or better cock. I worshipped that man and I must’ve done pretty good, because he shot down my throat.

Big Pow grabbed under my chin. He pulled me up then turned me to lie down on the bed. I let him control me. He pulled my shorts off then went down on me. My mind went back to the BWW video and I was done. I fought to last, but less than one minute later, he sucked my load right outta me. Fuck, I’d never been hotter. When he was done, I could see he was hard again.

Mike slid his finger in my hole. I nodded, giving him permission. He nodded back. BP was gentle with me, but he was so big. When I groaned too loud, he covered my mouth with his big hand. I took his index finger and sucked on it. That relaxed me enough to take him. He pounded my hole hard. I felt him slamming into me unlike any guy before him. I realized that this was my first time with a real MAN.

BP was a fucking machine. I mean that in every possible way. I’d learn that even more over our summer together, but that first night, he kept going and going. I shot a second time while he was still plowing me. Mike pulled out then shot all over my abs and pecs. A big load, too. Bigger than what I’d swallowed just a few minutes earlier. Fuck. He kissed my forehead then backed away. He pulled on his shorts and I just watched. He left my room with his laptop and a reminder we needed to be up at dawn.

I just stared at the ceiling for a while before falling asleep, still covered in his seed. For the rest of the summer, we wrestled and fucked every night whether wrestling was on or not. After a while, we did it on the job, too. We’d do it in fields. Even in the flatbed of our truck. Anywhere we could. I never won. Not once. He was always stronger and more skilled. And he never just let me win. That’s not his style.

I lived a double life that summer. Monday through Friday, Mike was now my best friend, my lover and my confidante. We were closer than close, only getting one room on the road ‘to save money’. He knew more about me than anyone. I don’t know why I felt safer confiding in him than my best friends and family. I just did. And it wasn’t just a one-way deal. BP opened up to me, too. Our relationship was amazing on every level.

When we got home on Fridays, Mike would go do his thing with his friends, I’d go do mine. No contact. No sly looks or secret meetings. No wrestling. No sex. We never told anyone about our relationship. Mike believed James would’ve been pissed at both of us, but we never gave James the chance to prove BP right or wrong. For an entire summer, I lied to my best friend about my life every weekend. Once I did that, I made it a thing that I could never change.

Not that it really mattered. When the summer ended, that was it for me and Mike. When I deployed, I rationalized that James never had to know because there was nothing to tell. Until now. This is the first time we’ve had any kind of contact in six years, but I feel all those feelings again. Actually, they’re even deeper now. After six years away, experiencing all kinds of men from all over the world, I know exactly how special BP is.

Fuck. I don’t know if I can walk away from him again.

TO BE CONTINUED …

Now we can fuck deep

Even so, I was doing something behind my father’s back for a month. But the day came when I wanted to talk in earnest with him at breakfast.

-I still have something more to fess up, Bertrand.

-I see you’re still shy to talk to me about some things, Gareth. Come on, my son, after what we’ve already done together, you can tell me anything.

-I know, Bertrand. Well, I will tell you. Don’t know if recently you’ve found out that the dildo in your drawers and the Chinese balls have disappeared.

-Haven’t noticed it, Gareth. The truth is I’ve been fucking myself every night, but with my own dick. So the toys have disappeared. Maybe you have got them?

-Yes dad. I also wanted a hole to fuck completely and had the certainty that I’d never find one unless I fucked myself. So I got your toys and have been for a couple of nights training my ass a bit with them, also with my fingers, till I decided it was about time I fucked myself, as you do but as I knew the pain I could be experiencing, I saw I would have no other chance than also having the fantasy of raping myself.

-And you did, Gareth?

-I did dad. That was the greatest pain I could feel in my life, a torture caused by myself, but knowing what I wanted made me had no mercy and went on in tears of utter pain till I was finally able, believe it or not, to fuck myself completely and I can assure you now my hole is so wide that your dick could also enter it, dad. So now you can fuck deep dad, you can fuck my ass, for I’ve been doing it for my fun, to have a hole to fuck deep, but mainly for your fun, dad.

-You won’t believe me, Gareth –he told me bathed in tears- but I’ve just creamed my pants. I’m so proud of you. First let me add that I cannot love you more, Gareth and with your decision we can be totally self-sufficient, for if you want me to fuck you, I’ll do it, but you’ll also fuck Bertrand, whatever the pain your still longer dick causes me. Doing it to each other, we can have a wonderful sexual life and no longer will we care the fact that we’re a father and a son.

-Will you fuck me now, Bertrand? That’s my desire.

-I will if you want, Gareth. And you’ll fuck me later.

-But I’m frightened about your pain, Bertrand.

-Gareth, I’ll fuck you now but I won’t ever fuck you again unless I also lend you my hole, now you know. Fuck the pain, a pain you’ve just told me you’ve given to yourself and endured it. So give and take, that’s it, take it or leave it. Let’s strip now, Gareth and let’s also fuck shamelessly and proud of what we’re doing.

It was always exciting to see each other stripping, more now knowing we’d also fuck and long ago it was that for us both being naked before the other was the most natural thing in the world.

Instantly I went on all fours, luring Bertrand into taking possession of my hole, but first he came to me and kissed me with real lust, with the lust a gay boy can feel prior to fucking his boyfriend. Then he started licking my ass.

-Since now obviously we can do anything incestuous and enjoy, I’ll rim your ass first.

And I noticed Bertrand’s tongue rimming me with affection and no disgust. Oh, I intuited that when he finally fucked me, I would not only enjoy the fun I would be granting him, but enjoy his very dick, the very fact of being fucked. I was thinking this and had not noticed he’d already withdrawn his tongue and my father’s sexy dick was already entering me.

-Yeah, Bertrand, fuck your son. This ass of mine is yours now. Hope you’re experiencing the greatest of fun.

-Such a perfection, Gareth! I’ll have to fuck you in tears knowing my own son is surrendering his ass to me. Oh what a wonderful boy you are, Gareth!

-Enter me deeper, Bertrand! How good I feel knowing I opened myself up first so now you can have fun with this hole of mine.

Bertrand’s long dick was entering slowly but determinedly, some inches first and then some more. I felt it was a snake crawling around a tree, my naked ass, and it felt so hot that it was also a snake surrounding a bonfire, that of my burning ass. I started yelling and encouraging him.

-Yeah, keep on shagging me. I’m enjoying a lot, dad and I can feel not only your fun. This is also exquisite fun for me. Now I’m glad you taught me to rape myself for being fucked by such a sexy man as my father is heaven.

-How I love you, Gareth! –he told me as now I noticed that the whole of his dick had entered me. But as he did, he started kissing me.

-Gareth, may I cum in your ass? I will have to soon and of course later you’ll cum in mine.

-Of course, Bertrand, and get used to cumming here and after now fuck me as often as you want.

-I’m cumming! –he told me and was a good long while filling my no longer virgin ass. But later as soon as he took his dick from my ass, I noticed him breaking down, real tears moistening his handsome face.

-Bertrand, what’s the matter?

-I know now you won’t ever object to sex, Gareth. But so much I appreciate now all you’ve done for your father that… well, you don’t object to sex, but maybe you will object to love, cause I cannot help it, Gareth. I’ve just fallen in love with a boy, with my own son, for Christ’s sake!

-Hush, Bertrand. Before you started fucking me, I had the security that we were already self-sufficient and you’d never need a girl after now for I’m here for you and I was even willing to sleep with you every night. Now all I need is also falling in love with you! Yes, Bertrand, I think you’re not aware yet that never could I have sexual fun after now unless it is with my hot handsome father. So loving you would be the most perfect thing that could happen to me. Don’t cry again, Bertrand!

-I don’t know if what I want for you is reciprocating me, for you’ll need sex with girls more often. But what I’m sure about is that sexually it’s me and only me that can give you everything. I’ve already learnt to deep-throat you. Now I’ll show you how your long dick can only enter one hole totally: mine. Fuck me now, Gareth. At least I’m sure that sexually you need me.

And Bertrand Leake went instantly on all fours. I started as he had: rimming him, surprised also at the taste. I not only enjoyed the taste of Bertrand’s dick, but every taste of his. I also stuck my cock in when he did not expect it, but at the same time that I went to his lips and kissed him passionately. That hot man, my father, loved me, so all the time I would be fucking him, I’d be kissing him, this way making love to him and showing him the point of intimacy I wanted with him after now. As my long cock was getting deeper, I was surer: I needed Bertrand Leake to become my partner. Hoped that as my dick was rhythmically moving inside his ass, my heart was rhythmically moving with his and sooner or later they would join as one.

But now came the painful moments, for my dick was a bit longer and I was reaching spots inside his ass never touched by my father’s own dick before.

-It’s hurting you, Bertrand, hadn’t I better stop?

-I love you, Gareth and now you know. You told me you even want us to sleep together but I’ll never consent to that unless also in bed you can have all your sexual needs with me.

But he cried and cried, so I told him I didn’t wanna torture him and was about to take my dick from his ass. But he was quicker and kept on talking.

-Gareth, I learnt to deep-throat such a long dick as yours and now I can do it totally without gagging. Now all I need is a totally wide and long asshole than you can fuck completely for you also have the right to fuck as I already can, and with no other than my son’s sexy hole. Let me cry but never stop.

His resilience was the thing my heart needed to be totally moved, to dress anew, to know whom it must bleed hereinafter. Sudden tears escaped my eyes wildly.

-I love you, I love you, I love you, Bertrand.

-Then now that we love each other, make me your boyfriend, my love and keep on fucking me. Now we can fuck deep. We’re totally self-sufficient. Not only can we do with each other, and only with each other absolutely anything in sex, but we have also found someone to love, someone who loves us.

-Yeah, my love –instantly my lips moved to his and I gave him the most intense love kiss I could think about and thus I went on, lips on lips, hands on a perfect naked body, a dick totally in. Now he told me his ass did not hurt anymore and finally we had become properly a couple. Only him with me, only me with him, could have all we wanted. Now I had to make our couple last and the first thing to do that was of course irrigating that perfect ass which belonged to my father, to my boyfriend, and also belonged to my dick now as my ass belonged to his dick.

Crying we spent the rest of that day, all the time naked, kissing, touching, having sex and living for the first time the fun of sharing the sheets.

Father and son had been two different people but we had blended our souls so perfectly that now we had become one. We always know what the other wants, his needs and when his face gets illuminated in affection and in lust.

We spend our days having sex and now we fuck each other like jackrabbits. We have fucked each other in every position. He prefers fucking me on all fours but the position I prefer is fucking him on the couch when he’s comfortably sitting down.

This is a story about two best friends losing their gay virginity to each other during their summer vacation. 

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Billy had always felt different from other boys his age. He was never interested in sports or playing with toys like the other kids in his class. Instead, he spent most of his time reading books and exploring nature. His parents were worried that he might be gay, but they loved him just the same.

It was July and school was out for the summer and Billy was bored with little to do, living out in the country, near a forest and a river.

One day, Billy’s best friend Danny came over to play. They were the same age and had been friends since kindergarten and always enjoyed each other’s company. As they were playing, Danny suggested they take a walk in the woods behind Billy’s house. Billy wasn’t sure at first, but he trusted Danny and decided to go with him.

As they walked deeper into the woods, Danny started to get more comfortable around Billy. He began to touch his arm and shoulder, which made Billy feel nervous and excited at the same time. Suddenly, Danny stopped walking and looked at Billy with a mischievous grin on his face. “What do you think about taking off our clothes and going for a swim?” he asked.

Billy was surprised by the suggestion but also felt like it would be a fun adventure. He took off his shirt and shorts, and Danny followed suit. They walked down to the river and jumped in together. The water was cold at first, but they soon got used to it and began to swim around.

As they were playing, Danny suddenly reached out and grabbed Billy’s dick and started to play with it. Billy was shocked at first, but he quickly realized that he was enjoying the feelings. He started to touch Danny’s body as well, feeling his teen muscles and curves.

After a while, they decided to get out of the water and dry off in the sun. As they were lying naked on the grass, Billy felt like something was missing.

Hey, I like your puberty hair, you got more than me! Can I feel it?” said Billy?  “Huh, well, OK,” said Danny. “It tickles,” he said with a giggle, as Billy moved his fingers through Danny’s thin pubic angel hair.

Then, Danny reached over and ran his fingers through Billy’s barely visible puberty hair.  They looked at each other’s naked bodies and giggled at each other’s throbbing boners.

For several intimate minutes, the kids explored each other naked bodies, touching and feeling each other’s erect cocks and gently fondling and squeezing each other balls.

He looked over at Danny and realized that he wanted to be with him in a more intimate way. “Danny,” he said, “I think I want to lose my virginity to you.”

Danny smiled and replied, “That’s what I had in mind all along,” he said, as they both lay naked on the grass together. Danny started penetrating Billy’s body slowly and gently, making sure that it was comfortable for him. As he began to move inside of him, Billy felt a rush of emotions: excitement, fear, and most of all, pleasure.  Danny’s 6-inch cock was now deep inside Billy’s tight, virgin ass – and it felt awesome!

After a few minutes of thrusting his six-incher in and out of Billy, Danny started ejaculating deep inside of Billy with a loud cry, “OH, FUCK, DANNY.  MY JIZZ IS COMING, MY FUCKIN JIZZ IS COMING, HERE IT COMES, OH, FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUUCK!  UNHHHHHHHHH, UNHHHHHHHHH, UNHHHHHHHHH!”, as he sent several thick HOT blasts of semen into his buddy.  “Holy shit!” cried Billy.  “I can feel your jizz squirting inside me.  Fuck me hard, fill me up, buddy, it’s so hot!”  And Danny pumped his throbbing virgin balls and sent his squirting jizz blasting deep into Billy.

Afterwards, they both just lay there naked together, panting, feeling satisfied and happy. As they walked back to Billy’s house, they talked about how much they had enjoyed each other’s company.

“Hey,” said Billy, “you squirted your virginity inside of me.  But I’ve never squirted my sperms inside of anyone yet. That means I’m still a virgin!”  You gotta let me fuck you now!  Then we can honestly say we lost our virginity to each other!”

“Yeah, you’re right!” said Danny. “That’s cool!”

‘OK, you can go ahead and fuck me now, right here in the woods!” said Danny.  I wanna see what it feels like to have you squirt inside of me.  I know it’s gotta feel real good!”

“It felt FAN-FUCKIN-TASTIC when I was shooting all my jizz inside you,” said Danny.

“OK, buddy, come on, let’s get naked so I can fuck the living shit out of you, then you’ll go home with some of me inside of you too!” said Billy. “Wow, Danny, your ass looks so tight, I can’t wait to get inside you!  I love your cock too!  It’s as big as mine!

Both boys giggled. “Well, go for it dude!” said Danny, “Fuck me hard and deep, buddy!”

Yes.  Now it was time for Danny to return the favor and take Billy’s virginity.

Danny lay naked on the grass with his legs spread wide, waiting for Billy to penetrate him. He knew it would be a special moment, and he wanted to make sure everything was perfect.

As Danny lay on his back, Billy slowly inserted himself into his friend’s tight little ass. He felt the warmth of Danny’s skin against his own as he began to fuck him in and out hard and fast. Danny moaned with pleasure, his body writhing in ecstasy as Billy savagely rammed Danny with his throbbing 6-inch erection.

Billy was a furious power-fucker.  He really got into it and plunged into Danny like a jackhammer.

With each cock-thrust, Billy could feel his virginity slipping away, the warmth of it spreading through his veins like a sweet, intoxicating drug.  The head of his cock was starting to burn like fire!

Suddenly Billy reached a frenzied orgasm inside of Danny, almost screaming at the intensity of the feelings he was experiencing inside of his best friend.

“It’s happening.  I’m gonna CUM.  I CAN FEEL MY SPERMS COMING.” cried, Billy as he furiously rammed in and out of Danny’s tight ass.

The Danny grabbed Billy firmly by both of his balls and gave then a hard squeeze.  Billy almost lost control as pressure built up inside his balls!  It felt like something burst deep inside him as his cock started throbbing with the beginning of orgasm.

“OH DANNY, DANNY. IT’S HAPPENING. OH FUCK, I CAN’T AHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UNHHHHHHHHH,” he screamed as he unloaded his ejaculation deep inside Danny.

“Wow!” cried Danny, “I can feel your jizz squirting inside me!  Go ahead Billy, FILL ME UP! Gimme ALL your sperm.  I want it ALL!”

Billy spent his sperm load and collapsed onto the grass, laying there naked, sweaty and satisfied. They looked at each other with eyes full of love and lust, knowing that their friendship had just taken on a whole new level of intimacy.

Danny and Billy were both relieved to finally lose their virginity together. They both knew that this was a moment they would never forget, a memory that would stay with them forever.

There I was on the fuck bench, my caged cock spewing out a second load of semen onto my pelvis with a stranger’s arm embedded inside me, Jace holding my legs back.  I could barely breathe, the assgasm made my entire body spasm and it was unlike anything I’d experienced in a long time.  Even though I had cum, that arm inside me did not relent.  Jace held my legs back further, my hole raised even higher now to give my fister even more leverage to enter my guts. 

“Take your poppers, boy.  Do as I tell you!” Jace yelled down to me.  

I forced myself back to the present and took some deep hits, this time bringing the open bottle to my mouth.  Once the cap was screwed on again, my fister began to use the fingers of his free hand and pried them inside my greased hole, against the back of his forearm, this is sometimes done since the surface is a little smoother.    I began to howl out loudly.  Jace stroked my face and told me I could do this, and to relax and breathe deeply.  I felt him let go of my ankles and he placed my hands around them so I was left to my own devices.  He walked away only to come back moments later and he placed a cloth to my nostrils. It was Maximum Impact spray.  Wow, it was a trip and thats when my hole just opened up and the unknown man fisting me pushed his second hand inside and I felt my hole expand even further!  Soon, his hands clasped together and it felt like a cannonball was being shoved in and out of me!  Once he began gut punching me, I began to piss myself again, I was losing control of my bladder because he was pushing up against it.

Sensing I was overstimulated and my limits were at their peak, Jace said something like, “I think this piggy has had enough for now.  That was awesome, buddy.”  The stranger stroked my chest and said “You have an incredible hole, you’re a champ.  Then he lifted the mask to kiss me. I could feel a bushy beard and mustache, but the blindfold on, I could not see his face. Bummer!

Jace removed the blindfold.  By then, the room was completely dark and I had a hard time getting my sight back.  He walked over to my front and placed my legs up on his shoulders and his hard cock once again entered me.  “Oh man, you are fucking gaping, boy.  Your pig hole is so sloppy!” I heard the sounds of my lubed ass being stuffed with Jace’s big dick and soon, he blasted another load inside me.  I was so loose, it dripped out along with gobs of Crisco.  

We’d been in the play room for at least 3 or 4 hours at this point.  I’d been fucked and fisted by several guys, I was bred, I shot a couple of loads, I’d pissed myself…it was freaking wild!  Jace reattached my leash to my collar and walked me to a maze area.  He made me squat by an open hole in the wall and told me to stay there and suck any cock that comes through while he goes and plays for awhile. I was told not to move from that spot until he came to get me.

It was a good hour at least that I was alone. Sure, I wondered what Jace was doing and with whom, but I did not own the man, and I would never question him.    I did what I was told.  That is our relationship.  How many cocks did I suck in that hour you might ask?  I think at least 5 or 6.  Not all of them gave me their load, but I am a good cocksucker, and I love to do it.  

Jace came to get me and once again I was leashed. I walked behind him. I always admire Jace’s body, made from years of construction work.  I felt honored and humbled to be the boy on his leash, always do.  It was well past midnight when we made it back to our room.  Jace told me to strip naked and he did the same.  We had a shower.  I washed him all over and then myself.  I toweled Jace dry, and then myself.  Jace and I went to bed and he cuddled me.  

In his deep gruff voice, Jace said I made him proud. He said it turned him on to see other men fisting me and was amazed I’d taken an arm up to the bicep.  Jace loves to talk dirty to me, and I felt his cock rising in the folds of my butt crack.  He was getting turned on replaying the events of the evening.  I cannot resist his hard cock.  I snuck under the sheet and took his cock in my mouth and down my throat.   There was nothing else on earth I would rather be doing at that moment.  Feeling the heat and the hardness of his thick Black man dick in my mouth caused me to drool.  Hearing Jace lay back and enjoy me servicing his cock made me want to do it more and better.  I loved it when he placed his huge palm on the back of my bald head and he pushed me all the way down on it, over and over again until I could not breathe any longer.

I straddled Jace’s cock and bent down to kiss him while he bucked his hips up driving his meat inside of my wet juicy asshole.  We twisted our bodies so now we were on our sides, I held my knees up to my chest and begged him to fuck me, to breed my cunt with his seed. I told him I needed it.  I told him I wanted to feel his babies inside me while we sleep.  Jace likes it when I remind him how much of a man his is, and how much of a willing sub I am.  I told him to feed my faggot White ass with his Black babies, and thats what brought him over the edge and he grunted and presented me with exactly that.  He held me tightly against his chest, his cock still inside me, and shortly after he gave me his nut, he was sound asleep.  I felt Jace’s heartbeat slow, his cock slowly slip out  of me, and I too fell asleep with a great smile across my face.

In the morning, Jace woke me up with a piss enema and then told me to run to the toilet to expel it.  Then he was stroking his hard dick in his hand and patted the empty spot next to him.  He spit into his hand, rubbed his cock to coat it, and once again on my side, he fucked my brains out until he gave me yet another load!  My cock began to leak through the cage, clear seminal fluids gushing out of me.  But I was not allowed to cum, and I wasn’t going to ask.   

After he came, I cleaned his cock with my mouth, we showered once more, dressed, checked out and drove home.  I slept the rest of the weekend, my hole and my body weary from an exhaustive workout, but one that I thoroughly enjoyed. Its going to be very tough to top this weekend’s fun, but maybe it is just meant to be a special memory, and when my cock is free again, I am sure I will be using those memories for my spank bank!

The different shades of orange and blues of sunset seep through the green canopy of the Tav’dana Forest. The nice summer air with the sound of different bugs calling out into the evening surrounds Rennyn on all sides. He approaches a small campsite consisting of cut firewood that sits next to a circle of stones that has a strong fire burning. Above the fire a few makeshift spits hold varying sizes of meat chunks that appear to be beginning to cook. Rennyn reaches behind him and grabs a vial of spices and seasonings from his pack and sprinkles them onto the meat. Leaving the smell of seasoned meat to fill the air. A series of strings are dangled between some trees where some animal carcases and pelts hang from. A cave entrance surrounded by roots with a green fabric draped over the entrance acting like a door. He drops his shoulder and allows his backpack to fall off and land with a thunk onto the grassy floor of the forest. Approaching the flap to the cave Rennyn calls out “Kor?”   before pushing aside the flap. Inside Kor, the massive Orc who had taken up residence here after Rennyns help turns around holding a basket that Rennyn had brought which was now filled with blueberries. 

“Ren! I collected some blueberries today! I was just about to bring some out before you arrived. I thought you were coming at nightfall.” Says the Orc with delight that when Rennyn first saw thought that Kor had gotten into some magical mushrooms that grow in the Tav’dana Forest.  He lumbers towards Rennyn who backs out of the way to allow Kor to pass; he can smell the earthy smell that Rennyn had grown to love and associate with Kor. Blushing as he walked past.
“I was but I managed to get out sooner so I decided not to waste any time.” He explains as he pulls up a chopped log and uses it as a chair next to the fire.

“Well I am not mad at that at all” Kor says as he pulls up a much bigger log besides Ren and places the basket on his lap. 

“So I see you went back out looking for more of the blueberries I showed you, huh.” Ren says, raising an eyebrow. 

“These do not grow on my side of the Orzilta- what you call the Tav’dana forest” Kor says.    

“I am glad you like them.” Rennyn laughs as Kor takes a handful and shoves it into his mouth. His tusks move up and down as his powerful jaw crunches the berries.
As the sun sets and the lightning bugs come out from the brush Kor and Rennyn begin to eat the meat that Kor had prepared. Conversations between them fill the night air as they talk about what life is like in their respective nations, details about themselves, how the meat became seasoned, and things that interest them. While talking Ren notices that Kors personality has changed a lot as Ren has gotten to know them. Before they had been cold and bitter when they had first met. But now Kor seems to change and brighten every time Ren arrived. He would laugh at his jokes or whenever he tripped. Something Ren thought that Kor would not be capable of but yet after building a bond with the handsome Orc he saw it almost every time he came to visit. Which was a lot. Eventually by the time they finished talking the stars, moons, and the ring that surrounds the planet are glowing brightly in the sky while the fire is just the soft glow of embers. 

“It is getting late. I should probably start heading back.” Ren says standing up brushing their legs off. 

“It is too dangerous for you to head back now.” Kor says, standing up towering over an already tall Ren. 

“What are you talking about?” Ren laughs. “This is not my first time going back to Ithildan at night.” 

“I do not want you to get hurt.” says Kor, whose face hardens. 

“I’ll be fine Kor.” Ren says as he begins to walk forward towards his pack.

“It is too dangerous Ren.” Kor says, stepping in front of Ren crossing his arms.

“Kor.” Says Ren looking up into the eyes of Kor who now opposed to five minutes earlier that seemed to brighten the night and now have darkened. 

“Stay.” Kor says low and deep to a near growl. 

The heat of blush grows on Rens cheeks. Looking down in embarrassment Ren attempts to rush past Kor faster than he could react. But before Ren can get all the way past Kor manages to grasp Ren’s hand with his and hold Ren still. Ren spins his head around to not see the hardened face of anger but a soft face with pleading eyes.

“Please stay. I have something I want to show you.” Kor says in a low whisper.

Feeling his heart stir and his face growing even warmer, Ren lowers his head and says. 

“Very well. Make it quick though.”  

Still hand in hand guiding Ren through the path Kor had taken earlier that day while looking for food they arrive at a small stream. Following it up Kor stops and releases Ren’s hand and turns to face the red faced elf.
“Cover your eyes. I will guide you.” Says Kor as he steps around and behind Ren. His body right next to Rens who can feel his heat and smell overpower him.

“O-okay.” stammers Ren who closes his eyes. Seconds later he feels a massive pair of orc hands behind him and Kors deep voice whispers into his ear, “Walk.” ‘

As he begins forward once more the sound of the babbling stream next to him fades as the sound of his beating heart drums in his ears which are redder than a tomato. As he steps forward allowing himself to be guided by the massive man behind him he takes a step forward but being unable to see doesn’t raise it high enough to step over a root hidden by leaves. With his foot hitting the root he begins to tumble forward and opens his eyes in shock and is about to scream out in fear is swooped up like a feather by Kor. Who is now carrying him like one does with a baby. His massive pecs in front of him and his large face with his 5 o’clock shadow and tusks looking down at him with fear in his eyes like he almost dropped a glass teacup.

‘It is alright Ren. I have you. Close your eyes.” Says Kor, to which Ren merely nods in response, closing his eyes once more.
After five more minutes of hiking and hearing his own heartbeat and Kors breathing in the orcs’ powerful arms Kor comes to a stop and says,

“We are here. Keep your eyes closed until I say so.” 

Placing Ren on the ground helping him stand Kor backs away from Ren and instructs him to open his eyes. Doing so Ren is greeted by a spectacular site. In Front of him is a small clearing with a cliff face with a small waterfall pouring over which falls into a pond that seems to glow as the stars and moons reflect off of it. A single tree stands on this side of the pool with the water continuing on into the creek that Ren and Kor had seen and had walked along to get here. Covering the banks of the pond on the other side are beautiful purple-blue flowers that dance in the summer night breeze. 

“Wow.” Ren sighs, walking further into the clearing. “It is beautiful.” 

“I came across it earlier today. It made me think of you.” Kor responds as he walks forward, past Ren to the edge of the water.

“T-thank you…” Ren says, approaching the side of the waterbank that Kor had begun to wade into and leaned against the single tree 

“Come with me.” Kor says as he begins to wade across the water, looking back with an arm out.

“I would but I do not want to get my clothes wet.” Stammers Ren who cannot take his eyes away from the Orc.
“Then take them off.” He says, a sly tusky grin stretching across his face.
“I-” Ren starts as Kor laughs. As Ren stands there trying to grasp the situation Kor swims across to the other side, picks a flower, and wades back with it in hand. Stepping out of the pond next to Ren and turning to face him. Greeted by the massive, wet, dripping orc whose loincloth now hugs tightly to his figure. Focusing on the flower to attempt to distract himself, Ren admires the flower’s beauty. Six petals that branch out from the green stem. They start white and yellow briefly then quickly change to a deep blue which fades into the purple that of a grape. 

“My people call these Iredal flowers.” whispers Kor, leaning in closer to Ren. “An orc who wanted someone to be theirs would go out and search for this rare flower and then give it to them.” 

“I-interesting.” Says Ren as he holds his ground. Feeling the breath and smell of Kor gathering around his body as he gathered the strength to keep standing. 

Kor, leaning into Ren, places his hand with the flower on his chest and begins to push him back with no opposition from Ren’s side against the tree. A low guttural growl is released from his lips as he places his other hand against the tree to stabilize himself. He pulls his hand back from Ren’s chest and holds out the flower. 

“Be mine.” Kor whispers. His eyes staring into Rens. Who, with their own hand reaches out and brushes against Kors and slowly takes the flower. Without a second of hesitation Kor picks up and pushes Ren harder against the tree. Dropping the flower out of shock, Ren eyes open wide as Kors tusks push against his lips and face. A few seconds of realization goes buy but eventually Ren’s eyes close and allows himself to be drawn in by Kor who has yet to break for air as his slow but passionate kiss deepens. Kor proceeds to overpower him, explore him, and dance along Ren’s tongue with his own. Ren wraps his legs around Kors waist and hands around his neck and head as he continues to allow Kor to explore him as he does the same in turn. With a low growl Kor breaks them apart and moves Ren’s head aside and begins to bite into his neck. His teeth begin to sink into Ren’s flesh. Whimpering out in pain and pleasure Ren feels a warm tingling sensation run through his body like he was struck by the softest strike of lightning.

“Mm K-kor…” Ren whimpers as Kor feasts on his neck. “Fuck.” sighing Ren. 

“Gladly.” Kor whispers into his ear pulling off of his neck and setting him down on the ground. 

“Wait, I-” Ren begins to say before being cut off again by Kor who without hesitation uses his massive strong hands to rip off Ren’s jacket and throws it to the side. WIthout a second waisted he pulls Ren to the ground, placing his hand behind his head as a pillow  and proceeds to tear his shirt allowing his torso to be exposed into the night just like Kor. Before Ren could react to the removal of his clothes Kor lays down and begins to lick an envelope into his mouth one of Ren’s nipples and takes a bite. 

Ren throughs his head back further into Kors hand as pleasure and pain runs through him as he can feel himself grow more excited by the second and can feel something pressed against his thigh that also seems to be the same level of excitement. Moaning into the night as Kor proceeds to bite and lick his chest and nipples Kor proceeds to go faster. 

“Again.” he says as he dances around his flesh. Biting and licking into my chest as his teeth and tusks pierce Ren’s skin. 

Pulling and lifting off Ren, he can see in the glow of moonlight the crimson color of blood on his grinning mouth. His massive chest with broad shoulders dripping with water with a massive tent on his waist. 

“Your taste is addicting my Ren.” Kor growls as he backs up reaching for Ren’s pants which now has a very apparent bulge. “I am excited to try more.” With that sentence leaving his mouth he grabs Ren’s belt that is secured around my waist and in one swift motion pulls it out. Bundling it up in one hand he proceeds to crawl over me and grabs my hands and places them over Ren’s head. Before I can ask what he is doing he proceeds to tie them up with my belt and kisses Ren. The taste of his own blood and Kor dance around on his tongue. Kissing him deeply, growling and purring into his throat. The smell of the woods and of Kor fill his nose and the sounds of their panting bounce around in his ears. He can feel Kor’s hairy chest and rippled abdomen against his flesh as Kor begins to run his hand along Ren’s waist and leaves the kiss as he begins to bite Ren’s bottom lip. Kor, removing his hands from behind Ren’s head and moving them to different parts of his body. Slowly leaving his lips down to his neck, then to his chest, to his belly, and eventually right above his pants. “K-kor please…” Ren begs as he runs his hands through Kors dark hair. And with a face full of lust Kor looks up and yanks Ren’s bottoms off. Slowly dragging his hands back up his legs, through the inner part of Ren’s thigh, taking one hand to cup the underside of Ren’s cock and the other one slowly going up and down his side Kor brings his lips to the head of his cock, kissing the head, letting his tongue lick up and down the side of the shaft. With his passion set aflame even more Ren lets out a loud whimper. And in one fluid motion Kor swallows Ren’s dick whole.

“Fuck” exclaims Ren, bringing his bounded hands over his own head and grasps Kors head and twists his fingers in the orcs hair. 

Keeping his strong teeth at bay, Kor sucks on his dick. Running his tongue up and down, swirling it at the top of his tip and coating his pulsing shaft in his spit. His warm, powerful, yet soft mouth bobbing up and down. Ren lifted his head to watch but kept throwing it back in pleasure as the base slid in and out of the orcs mouth.A series of whimpers and obscenities leaving his mouth as Kor proceeded to taste him. Every second Ren felt this warm sensation was another moment he tried to hold himself back. Ren did not care if he came or not but rather if Kor would continue to drive him to this brink. Lifting his dick, licking the precum that had begun to drip from the head, he sat up, admiring the view of the elf before him. Resting on his haunches, Kor grabbed Ren’s legs, raising them with his glistening bulging biceps. Bringing them under his arms past his body to where Rebs exposed thighs were in front of him. Kissing the inner part of Ren’s thighs while rubbing the elf’s body Kor proceeded to push Ren’s knees towards his bleeding chest. 

“You’re more beautiful than all of the night sky combined my Ren.” he murmured as he caressed Ren. “And you belong to me now.” 

With that he brought his head lower, rubbing me, kissing, licking, and biting around Ren’s ass until I felt his lips at the entrance of my hole.  Pushing his tongue inside Ren he cried out. Moaning as Kor’s tongue and lips devoured Ren. His powerful tongue diving deeper and deeper onto the elf whose bounded arms that had gone back behind his head began to flail out. Wanting to grab onto something but couldn’t. Kor, tasting his mate, proceeds to consume him. He grabbed the painting elf’s waist and brought him even closer with one hand and the other reached around and slowly stroked the wet dick of Ren. 

“Kor.” Whimpered Ren, his breath heavy and a fiery sensation throughout his body. 

Pulling out of him, licking his crack and up to Ren’s nuts which he planted a caring kiss on and uttered. “Mm I could eat you forever my mate.” 

“Please.” Ren says, “It burns.” 

“Patience. In time.” Kor growls as he stands up revealing the amount of excitement hidden underneath his loincloth.

“The better the job, the faster I fuck your brains out.” He mutters, motioning downwards.

Sitting up with his legs underneath him. Kors outline is apparent in front of his face. Lifting his bound hands to the right side of Kor where a knot had been tied that held up the cloth Ren slowly began to undo it. As the knot came undone and the tension dropped the cloth fell slack, this time being held up slightly by something else. Ever so slowly but yet with great eagerness Ren pulled away the fabric revealing the full figure of Kor that stood tall in the air with the glistening gleam of precum gathered at the tip. Ren had only a few moments to admire this beautiful sight before Kors hands reached behind his head and grabbed his hair and guided him to his dick. The saltiness filled his mouth while the scent of Kors musk filled his nose. 

Ren trying not to gag allowed himself to be guided as Kor with great strength pulled his hair like the reins of a horse. Moving back and forth along his dick, Ren tried to savor everything. From the taste and smell to the burning sensation in his throat and lungs. His own drool that coated the orcs massive dick had begun to fall out of his mouth and fall onto the grassy forest floor and onto his own shaft that he stroked with his bound hands that twitched every time a droplet fell. 

“Good boy.” Moaned Kor as he rolled his head back, still guiding the elf that was attached to him. A muffled “mm” and then a gagging sound was all he got in response. As Ren moved along his dick Kor began to feel himself lose control. The sensation of his mate sucking him off while still tasting him on his lips drove him crazy. Then with one stroke of the tongue by Ren that licked around the base of his head and swirled his way to the tip of it and ever so slightly pushed into the slit Kor lost it. With a lusty growl he held Ren’s head in place and began to thrust with his hips. His dick sliding in and out of the red lips of the young elf that looked up at him with nothing but pure lust in his eyes. The sensation of his dick hitting the back of Rens throat with the sight of lust filled eyes of an elf that sat on his knees taking it that was stroking his own dick while being face fucked by him. The sight and the sound of Ren’s muffled moans was enough to drive him over the edge. Kor, with a loud grunt and sigh released. Causing Ren to cough as Kor unloaded into his mouth which caused Ren, who had been tasting the precum and eagerly trying to get more, release as well. Which caused ropes of his seed to fly into the air landing on his body and the ground. As Ren’s mouth filled to the point that some began to dribble past his chin Kor said, pulling out, “Do not waste any of my mark. Swallow it all and I will give you more.” Hearing that was all Ren needed to begin to swallow the salty mark that Kor had given him as his body was still aflame with lust and longing. 

“Did I do a good job my Kor?” Ren said, wiping some fluid off his face with his thumb. Kor, leaning down next to Ren’s left ear, pressing his body against his and says in a strong voice, “Did I do a good job, my mate.” 

“Did I do a good job, my mate?” Ren says as Kor drifts his hands up the right side of Ren’s body which sends tingles down Ren’s body. His left hand undoes the belt around Ren’s hands while His right hand reaches Ren’s neck and grabs it and pushes him again onto his back. 

“Beg for it.” Kor instructs, positioning himself over the now free handed Ren. Having his dick placed right outside Rens entrance as a tease. 

“Please Kor. Mark me. Make me yours.” Whispers Ren who runs his hands along Kors chest and arms.  “Please Kor.” He whimpers. “Fuck me.”
Without hesitation Kor lowers himself and pushes into the loosened Ren. The sensational sense of Ren around his dick empowers Kor even more. Beginning to move deeper Ren cries out in pleasure and pain as the massive orc begins to move in and out of him. The feeling of Kors tuned torso rubbing against his own cock makes Ren reach his arms around Kor, embracing the massive orc in more ways than one. Looking into Kors, his mates, lust filled eyes with sweat forming along his skin allowed him to lose himself even more into the moment. Kor thrusting powerfully inside him made him scream out his name while dragging his nails across Kors broad muscled back. Each thrust seemed to get faster and faster with more power behind it. 

“Fuck me Kor, make me yours, fuck!” moans Ren loudly as the friction between the two increases. “Kiss me my mate.” 

Hearing Ren call Kor his mate was like throwing fresh wood into a fire. Pushing even further up Kor brought his lips closer to Ren’s face kissing him. Their lips and tongues dance around each other while Kor continues to thrust into Ren while holding his neck who claws into Kors back with euphoria. With Ren’s cock being rubbed between their bellies and Kors deep inside Ren he moans out. “I am close Kor.” 

“Not until I do.” Growls Kor as he thrusts even harder. He releases his grip on Ren’s neck to stabilize himself and bites into Ren’s shoulder. The now familiar sense of Kors sharp teeth piercing his skin Ren decides to join in the fun as well. Biting into Kors neck with all the strength he had Kors eyes go wide and his pounding gets harder. The taste of sweat, Iron, and Kor enter his mouth as he digs in deeper. 

WIth one final powerful thrust from Kor and bite from Ren, Kor speaks into Rens flesh, 

“Fuck im going to cum.”
With a united groan in relief both Ren and Kor unload. Ren releases up and all over their grinding dirty bodies and he feels Kors hot load fill up deep inside him. The trickling sensation fills Ren as he could feel Kors mark drip down the walls of his body, coating him with himself. Marking him forever as his mate. Moaning and grunting the two were still biting and kissing as Kor continued to pump his hips within me. 

“Kor.” Ren sighs, panting in satisfaction and out of breath.

“Yes my Ren? My Mate?” 

“I love you.” 

“I love you too, my mate. Want to go another round?” 

The feeling of warm sunlight hits Ren’s bare skin. Opening his eyes and sitting halfway up underneath a tree at the edge of the forest line. Recalling the events that took place last night by the pond that is just a few yards away flows through his brain as a smile stretches across his face. A large hand rests on his shoulder as he peers behind him to find an equally naked Kor with a basket of food in hand. 

“Good morning my Ren. My mate.” Says Kor as he sets down the basket and sits next to Ren. 

“Good morning love.” Responds Ren with a beaming smile on his face. 

“You seem happy today.” Says Kor who lays his back against the tree that they had decided to sleep under after they had worn themselves out. 

“I am. I woke up to an amazing sight after an amazing night.” Ren says sitting all the way up against the tree, leaning on Kor. Kor takes his massive hand and holds Ren’s comparably smaller hand in it. 

“It was a great night.” He says, his voice deep with the morning. “I am excited for you to come out to see me more often now.”

“So am I.” Responds Ren who snuggles up into his massive arms and chest. You know, we got rather dirty and I cannot go home smelling of sex.” He says slyly. “And we are right next to a pond.” 

In a drop of a coin Kor scoops up Ren into his arms. Hugging him to his large chest. 

“Well we better get clean then… But not too clean.” Kor exclaims with a tusky grin. 

Wading into the water with elf in arms Kor uses this chance to steal a kiss. 

“Just one?” Pouts Ren who mockling furrows his brow. 

Kor laughs, which causes Ren’s heart to flutter. “I just wanted to be careful. I am sorry if I hurt you last night.” Which as he says looks across Rens body which had several bite marks which some had begun to scab over. 

“I don’t mind at all, I enjoyed it rough.” Ren says, laughing. “More marks showing that I am yours.” 

Blushing, Kor responds, “Then you won’t mind if I do this.” and removes his big arms from underneath Ren. 

Before Ren could react to what Kor just did the sense of cold water surrounds him as he finds himself now sitting in the shallow area of the pond.

“You ass.” Gasps Ren in exaggeration and shock which is met with laughter from Kor.   

Getting up and rubbing his butt he begins to wade deeper into the water. 

“You know, I’d never thought that I’d ever hear you laugh when we first met. Now I think it is one of my favorite sounds in this realm.”   

“Oh really?” Grunts Kor as he approaches from behind Ren, wrapping his arms around him and pressing himself against him. “I am happy to be myself with you.” 

“I’m glad.” Reponds Ren as he grabs Kors hands with his. “And I am happy to be with you.” 

Unable to resist Kor begins to kiss Ren’s neck who bends his head to allow Kor to have more space and gives off a quiet sigh of pleasure.

“Would you like to know what one of my favorite sounds is?” Whispers Kor into Ren’s ear as he kisses him.

“What?”
“When you beg me to fuck you. When you whine and whimper for me. That is my favorite” 

“Then please Kor.” Ren quietly whines. “Fuck me.”
Biting into Ren’s neck and reaching down and grabbing his dick, Kors’ elven mate moans.

Stroking up and down the dick of his mate and smelling his scent, Kors dick began to grow which Ren took notice of and had begun to grind slowly on. Letting out a deep and guttural snarl Kor began to pump his hand faster and grinded back against Ren who let out soft and quiet moans. Bending down in the water that was already about waist deep for Kor he began to slide in his hard and growing dick. Entering Ren caused the elf to let out a loud gasp which faded into a whimper. 

“Mmm Kor.” He moaned. “Show me why I am yours.” 

Thrusting into his mate who had gotten tighter again from last night awoken more of Kors primal self. He began pumping his hand and his waist which caused Ren to call out Kors name over and over which pushed Kor into overdrive. 

“Don’t be quiet. Make sure the forest knows my name.”  Kor whispers into Rens ear as he thrusts powerfully while keeping the same pace rubbing Rens dick.

Kor!” Shouts Ren who leans their head back. Kor biting once more into his neck with his powerful jaw and tusks causes Ren to shout again. 

“Fuck me Kor!” He shouts. Moving in and out of Ren feeling the cold water of the pond and the heat of Ren Kor pulls out of Ren and lets go. Ren in surprise turns to find Kor walking to the mudbank and laying down in it. His massive cock rising high in the air. 

“I want to watch you while you ride me.” Kor says, reaching a massive arm out. With a grin Ren walks over and positions himself over the orc. Ren placing his hand along the orcs’ massive chest muscles prepares himself. 

“Whatever you wish for my mate.” The elf says with a grin as he descends onto Kor. The familiar pain and pleasure fill him once more like a moment ago but this time it feels different. Placing himself ontop of the Orcs massive size he allows his legs to spread and drop. The burning sensation of his cock deep inside fills his nerves once more. Ren lets out a groan as he begins to move up and down as the water begins to lap against his skin. Kor runs his hands along Rens legs as he rides. The warm sensation of his mates insides brings the same feeling of pleasure to him as together they let out a series of grunts and moans. 

“Such a good boy.” Mutters Kor as Ren takes Kors dick even deeper. “A very good boy.” 

“F-f-uckkk.” Moans Ren as he begins to bounce up and down at a faster pace and sits up more. 

“Dont stop.” Instructs Kor as he watches his beautiful elf mate ride him. His elven cock bouncing up and down hitting his stomach with a satisfying thwack with every movement. Ecstasy and need overcame both Kor and Ren as with each bounce their moans got louder. 

“I’m close.” moans Ren as he becomes more rapid. 

“Me too.” Grunts Kor as he grabs Ren’s waist and with one final rough push they both shout out, releasing at the same time.  

Eventually after finally cleaning up, getting clothed the best they could and returning to Kors abode the sun is high in the sky. 

“When can I expect you again?” Asks Kor as he embraces Ren 

“In two nights I should be able to sneak away again.” He says taking in Kor

“I look forward to it already.”

And with that Ren sets off to return to his home. Peering over his shoulder to see the Orc named Kor that he can now call his mate leaning against a tree watching him walk away. 

It was graduation day at West High School, and all the senior boys had been secretly plotting for weeks to make this day one they would never forget. As they stood on stage in their robes, waiting for their turn to receive their diplomas, each of them couldn’t help but think about the prank they were going to play.

How they were going to drop their robes at the same time and then jerk off together all the way until every boy had ejaculated.

Some of the boys prepared for their graduation day by not masturbating and holding in all their sperm for a whole week prior to their graduation.  So, when they ejaculated in front of everybody, they would have a whopping 7-day load of cum to unleash in a flood.  Those poor boys must have suffered badly – horny, hormonal teen boys having no orgasms at all for 7 full days – oy – oh, the agony!

But as the students gathered in the auditorium, something unexpected happened. As the principal began his speech, several of the graduating boys suddenly started dropping their robes, revealing their totally naked bodies underneath to the entire school assembly.  And they were all fully erect!

At first, the other graduates were stunned into silence. But soon, the laughter began to spread throughout the crowd, and before long, everyone was laughing and cheering as some of the boys began to masturbate openly.

The first kid, Jeff, dropped his robe, grabbed his huge boner and went down on one knee and started jerking off with his right hand while he held his diploma in his left, his awesome balls dangling between his spread legs. The crowd cheered as he shot his load onto the stage in less than a minute, leaving behind a trail of cream cum that sparkled in the light.

The next kid, Matt, an awesomely cute light blond pretty-boy girls loved to look at, followed suit.  He had a rival named Billy, who was every bit as cute.  He’s also here at the graduation and will masturbate later.

Matt dropped his robe to reveal his hard cock.  His blond pubes were so light that, at a distance they were nearly invisible and  he looked almost looked like a hairless little kid. Hard to believe he was 18 and graduating.  With a body like that, no wonder the girls were all over him!  He was certainly no virgin!

Matt starting stroking his nearly hairless erection with both hands and looked out into the audience to see his parents, his little brothers and onlookers and even his teachers cheering him on as he stroked away.

Matt jerked off harder and faster until he ultimately reached orgasm with a loud cry and a massive creamy ejaculation that nearly reached the audience and dripped down onto the stage below.  His proud dad gave him a big thumbs-up sign from the audience. “That’s my boy!” he proudly announced to the people around him.

And one by one, each of the senior boys dropped their robes and started masturbating in unison, their balls bobbing up and down as they jerked off together. What a sight to behold!  Another boy was popping his balls every few seconds and several boys were ejaculating at the same time.  A few gifted boys even managed a second squirting orgasm before it was over.

Every time a kid started ejaculating, the crowd went wild, cheering each ejaculation until the last kid squirted his cum in an awesome sperm-gushing finale with a massive ejaculation that any grown man would be proud to call his own.

Some of the senior boys put on a real shows when they were ejaculating, making lots of noise, some even screaming as their jizz exploded, flying through the air.

Mike was a star quarterback who had led his team to multiple championships throughout his high school career. He had always been known for his impressive throwing arm and his ability to lead his team to victory. Now, by dropping his robe and ejaculating in front of the world, he shows off another one of his amazing talents.

James was a talented wrestler who had won numerous titles throughout his time at West High School. He had always been known for his signature move – the “Gator Roll” – which had helped him defeat countless opponents over the years. After dropping his robe, he stood there frantically pumping away at his erect penis, in a few minutes, with a loud groan, his balls burst and he erupted like a sperm volcano, shooting a nice big sperm load in front of everyone. He knew that he had finally achieved a new goal.

Tyler was a phenomenal swimmer who had set multiple records throughout his high school career. He had always been known for his incredible speed, muscular body and agility in the water.  He dropped his robe and stood there naked in front of everyone showing off his awesome muscles and erection, then he too, proceeded to jerk off until he ejaculated all over the place with some loud moans of pleasure.

Nobody actually knew it, but Billy was still a virgin at 18.  It was all the pretty girls at the graduation that really excited him the most, considering his little plan to jerk off and put on a show especially for them.  Just knowing the pretty teen girls were watching him gave him a solid steel oozing erection.

Gorgeous Billy drops his robe and now, totally naked, lets everyone admire his beautiful body for a few moments, and then begins his show.

“Wowie!”, Billy thought to himself. “Here I am, totally naked and girls are looking at my cock and balls and everything!  I can’t believe it!  The way they are looking at me seems like they like me a lot!  This is gonna be awesome!”  He stretched his body, raising his arms high in the air to show off all his naked glory and the puberty hair between his legs and under his arms.  He took pride in his pubic hair and trimmed it neatly.

He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the sunlight. The girls couldn’t get enough of him, and Billy felt like he was on top of the world, standing naked in front of them.

Billy grinned widely, feeling confident and cocky as hell as he jerked off.  He was so excited, it didn’t take long for his virgin balls to burst. When he reached orgasm, the presence of the girls made it very intense, and he loudly yells, “This one is for you, girls!  You ready?   Here it comes!” and then aims is erection directly at the girls proceeds to wow the girls and opens fire with an awesome juicy, ball draining orgasm. “OH, YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, BABY,” he cried as he shot his sperm flying through the air. The girls respond with cheers and giggles and clapping.

As the final drops of semen dripped onto the stage, the boys all stood proud and naked in a line, the crowd admiring their beautiful, virile athletic bodies and their cocks still dripping with cum as they accepted their diplomas in total nudity and looked out into the crowd at all the people who had witnessed their amazing display of teen male sexuality.

As the ceremony came to an end, the students filed out of the auditorium, their faces red with embarrassment and the younger boys with hard-ons, but also filled with a sense of triumph at having finally broken free from the constraints of high school life.

It was a day none of them would ever forget.  It was the most awesome wild, frenzied, slam-pounding, ball-wrenching, sperm-spattering masturbation cum-fest ever!

Suddenly there was a loud, irritating buzzing sound and Jake abruptly woke up, pounding the annoying clock with his fist.  “Aww, shit,” he said.  “It was all just a dream?”

Indeed it was a dream … a hot, sticky wet-dream as his still semi-erect cock, belly, pubes and balls, drenched in thick white gobs of sticky cum indicated.  “Yuck.  Here we go again!” he said. “Every damn week!”

“Oh, well,” said Jake, “I gotta get outta bed anyway and hit the shower before my little brother gets in there jerking off for two hours and holding everybody up, then head to school for my graduation today.”

FIN

I awoke to the sound of him in the bathroom shower.  Sam had an early morning meeting at university before his regular class schedule and didn’t bother to wake me with a hot fuck like every other morning.  Stretching out under the covers with a wide yawn in the comfort of our bed, I felt content.  But yet there was a slight disappointment that I didn’t get my morning dick.  The water turned off and I imagined Sam stepping out of the shower.  Then I felt another stab of regret that his lusty tongue wasn’t lapping at and diving into my eager fuck hole.  I got up and went to look outside.  It was an overcast day, just made for lounging around on my day off.  So I climbed back onto the bed on my stomach and pulled a pillow into a hug.  As I lay there, I could see Sam in the doorway of the master bath in all his glory.  His tall frame and the curves and bulges of his well-toned body were a treat to behold.  My eyes gazed at his hefty, plump dick hanging heavily in front of him.  I smiled to myself as I remember him referring to his dick one time as ‘A tool of the Gods.’

 “Good morning, babe,” he said to me as he strolled into the bedroom and noticed my gaze.  “Mr. Man misses you,” he continued as he walked over to the side of the bed holding his massive dick in hand and wagging it playfully before me.  He then rubbed a hand over my ass.  Leaning over, his hands spread me open and he dug his talented tongue into the crack of my ass as I squirmed in pleasure.

 “Mmmm….Mmmm,” he sighed as his tongue lapped away at my rosebud.  “I’ll be back for this hot ass later,” he added as he pulled away and lightly slapped my ass.

 “I’ll be waiting,” I answered as I pushed up my ass.

 I watched his every move as he got dressed and ready to leave.  After sliding on his tie and grabbing a jacket from the closet, he looked over at me with a broad smile, winked and blew me a kiss.  I already had a pang of regret for not getting my morning fuck.  I am not sure which was stronger, Sam’s insatiable appetite for my ass or my unending need for his dick.  Either way, we were two people meant for each other.  Two people willing and always able to fulfill each other’s needs. As he left the bedroom, I remembered vividly how we first met.

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The first time I saw him I was smitten.  Professor Samuel Anderson is a tall, dark, and very handsome black man.  At about 6’4” in height and with a well-built body, he really stands out in a crowd.  Whenever I saw him, my loins would ache with a fantasy of him having his way with me.  In asking around, I found out he was new to the university.  Too bad for me – this was my last semester so there was no way I could take one of his classes.  For the entirety of my last semester I lusted after him daily and jerked off often to a fantasy of Professor Anderson treating me to a royal fuck.  Shortly before I was to graduate a plan to meet him just dropped out of nowhere.  The university was hiring a teacher’s aide to assist him in a special 6 week course he’d be teaching over the up-coming summer.  I had no plans until the fall, so I applied.  There were 10 other applicants and we were all interviewed by the professor and some other man who was introduced as the department head for the School of Business.  On the day of the interview, I put on my best jeans that showed off my bubble butt to all who were interested.  Two days later I received a letter confirming that I had indeed got the job.  Reading the letter, I got an instant hard on just knowing I’d be working side by side with Professor Anderson.

 The letter also gave a date and time to meet with the professor as a preliminary session before the class was to begin.  I was to report at 6:00 pm in the Administration Building in three days.  Once again that same department head was there along with the man of my dreams.  There were papers to sign and explanations of my duties to discuss.  All the while I was thanking my lucky stars for this opportunity.  The department head guy had to leave before I signed the final contract. After the final paperwork was done, the professor suggested we should go out for a drink in a not so formal setting to celebrate and just to get to know one another better.  ‘My fantasy is about to come true,’ was the thought that immediately popped into my brain. 

 The bar he chose was only about a fifteen minute drive from campus.  We both ordered a beer and then a few more as we chatted and talked about our backgrounds and family life growing up.  He was from a small southern town which sounded worlds away from my big city, east coast up-bringing.

 “Listen, Jamie,” Professor Anderson said as he finished off his third beer. “I have an ulterior motive in choosing you for this job.”

 “What’s that Professor Anderson?” I asked with a coy tone in my voice.

 “First of all, we’re no longer at school.  Please call me Sam,’ he said. 

 “Okay,” I answered.

 “Well, I’ve seen you several times around campus this past semester.  I also could not help but notice the look in your eyes when we passed each other as well.  So, I was hoping to get to know you better,” he said as he placed a strong hand on my thigh.   “The way you walked around showing off that fine looking ass,” he continued as he rubbed and squeezed my thigh.  “I knew one day I would have to get me some of that sweet ass.”

 My mind was spinning, mouth gaping, as my whole semester worth of fantasizing about him was now becoming reality.  In a flash we were headed back to his place just as the sun was setting.  Sam lives in a large condominium complex not too far from campus.  Upon arrival he led me to the master bedroom, pulled me to him and our lips locked in a heated, passionate kiss.  Clothes began to be strewn off as our mouths, tongues, and hands explored each other’s bodies.  Finally, down to our briefs, I knelt before him, grabbed at his taut ass and pulled my face into the bulging crotch before me.  Smelling his intoxicating manly scent was overpowering.  I reached for the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down slowly.  The root of his hefty dick was revealed and I kissed him there.  I was in awe as I slowly lowered those briefs revealing more of his phenomenal endowment.  When it popped free, I let go of his briefs.

 “Damn, that’s a big fucking dick,” I said.

 “So, think you can handle it?” he asked.

 Not giving an answer, I leaned in, grabbed it by the thick base, opened wide and ran my tongue along the underside of that beautiful dick while staring up at Sm.  He smiled broadly as I kissed, licked and caressed his dick. Finally, I clamped my lips around the mushroom head and tickled the piss slit with the tip of my tongue.  Sam sighed and I took him in a little more.  My hand was still at the base of that monster dick as I began to lavish him with kisses, slurps and spittle.

 “Oh, shit.  Yeah, suck my dick, man,” Sam moaned.

 He placed his hands on my shoulders as I began to use my hand and mouth to stroke and suck him in.  Then I went for it.  With a slow motion, I forced his dick down my throat.  With my forehead plastered against his lower abdomen and my nose nestled in his pubic hair, Sam put his hands on either side of my head and pulled me into him even tighter.

 “Oh, Fuck yeah.  Choke on it!  Take all that dick!” Sam demanded as he swerved his hips and ground himself hard against me. 

 “Shit!” I coughed and exclaimed as he allowed me to pull away.

 “You got some mad skills,” Sam told me.

 “I do my best,” I replied.

 “Well get back on that dick and get it ready for your sweet little ass.”

 So, I dutifully went back down on Sam in a flurry of dick sucking and shaft stroking.  As his dick quickly began to expand it was harder to take him fully.  Eventually, Sam pulled free and told me to get up on the bed.  I ripped out of my briefs and climbed up on the bed.

 “Show me that ass,” he said.

 I quickly got on my stomach. As he climbed onto the bed, I wiggled my hips, playfully showing him my willing ass.  He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs apart and knelt between them.  I looked over my shoulder as his hands grabbed at my ass cheeks.  He began to rub, caress, and massage my ass cheeks. 

 “What a pretty white ass,” he commented.

 He then used his fingers to splay my ass cheeks apart.  A shiver ran up my spine as I felt his tongue lap against my puckered hole.  Sam was soon going to town on my grateful ass.  Using his fingers, tongue and a good deal of spit, Sam worked over my ass like a pro.  I was loving it and squirming in pleasure.  Suddenly Sam sprawled out on top of me.  I felt his hard dick slither into the crack of my ass.  His strong arms slid beneath me as his hard body pinned me to the bed.  He began to hump me then, sliding that massive dick in the crack of my ass.

 “Oh shit, feel my dick, baby.  Feel what you do to me,” Sam sighed directly into my ear.

I sighed back and wiggled my ass to greet him.

 “Yeah, baby, I’m gonna get me all of this tight little ass,” he said as he pulled away.

 Sam reached across my body to grab a bottle of lubricant from the nightstand.  I watched in awe as he applied some to his dick.  It was soon a glistening, rock hard poker and I felt a pang of trepidation at the thought of that monster invading my ass.  Sam then poured a copious amount of the lube into the crack of my ass.  He used a finger then another finger to work it inside me.

 “Oooh, baby, nice and tight.  This is gonna be one hot fuck,” Sam commented.

 Pulling his fingers free, I looked back to see him guiding himself to my anxious hole. I pulled my face into a pillow when the tip of his dick pressed against the cusp of my willing ass.

 “Ugh.  Ugh.” escaped my lips as he entered me.  “Oh shit, it’s so big!” I gasped.

 “Ssshhh, hush up,” Sam demanded. “Relax, man. I got you.  I got you now.  C’mon and take this dick,” he continued in a reassuring voice as he slowly wormed in deeper.  Then in a more gruff tone he added, “Gimme this ass, baby.  Yeah, I’m gonna get me all of this hot, white ass, baby.  This is what you want, ain’t it?  You want this dick fucking your tight boy pussy, don’t you?””

 “Yes.  Yes,” I grunted as he pushed himself in, stretching my ass more and more with that monster shaft.

 With extreme determination, I forced myself to relax as best I could.  The unique pain of that monster dick forcing my burning ass to expand around it was slowly subsiding.  My senses were tingling and the feel of that dick stretching me open began to send shivers up my spine.  I was taking it and what’s more I wanted it.  I wanted it bad.  Sam then lay down on top of me and slipped his arms beneath me again.  I squirmed below him as he ground himself against me, driving his monster dick balls deep.  He then slowly rotated and swayed his hips forcing that dick to explore every recess of my wanton ass.

 “Yeah, baby, feel my dick.  Feel what your hot fucking ass does to me,” Sam said.  “You like this don’t you?  You like getting some big, black dick up your tight white ass, don’t you?”

 “Aaaahh, yes…yes…yes…” I mumbled.  “Fuck me, Sam.  Fuck me.  I need you inside me,” I continued. 

 With a slow, but determined motion, Sam then began to withdraw and worm back into me, pleasuring me with his talented, awesome dick.  I was soon in ecstasy, craving that dick, wanting Sam to fuck me good.

 “Yeah, baby.  I knew this would be fucking hot,” Sam said.  “You got one sweet fucking ass, baby, and this is my ass now, ain’t it?”

 The feel of that dick in me and the domineering tone of his voice had me horny as hell.

 “Yeah, Sam, this is your ass now.  It’s all yours,” I answered.

 He then began to quicken his pace and in a matter of seconds Sam was pounding my ass like some human jackhammer.  With his arms wrapped securely beneath and around my torso, I braced myself for the plowing he was giving my ass.  His hands slipped down to grasp my inner thighs for leverage as that anal assault grew with ever more intensity.  We were both now gasping and grunting in pleasure.

 “Yeah! Yeah! Fuck me.  Fuck me!” I whelped with my body tingling all over.

 The wild sensations emanating from my ass were amazing.  I heard and felt his heavy breathing with his face beside mine.  My whole body was captured in a delicious array of pure pleasure.  My dick was now rock hard as Sam kept deliciously fucking me.  He would rotate between that hard driving, forceful fucking and then some slow, deep burrowing of his rigid shaft of pleasure.  Time seemed to stand still for me.  All I wanted was for Sam to keep using my ass like this forever.  But eventually, Sam pulled himself free got on his knees and ordered me to get on my back.  I quickly complied and as he pulled at my ankles and raised my legs, fully exposing my ass to him, a broad lusty smile showed on his face.

 “I wanna see your face,” he said, “when I pump your ass full of my fucking cum.”

 “Yeah, give it to me, Sam,” I responded.  “I need you inside me.”

 With that Sam roughly shoved his full length back into my straining ass.  His hands grabbed ahold of my thighs and pulled my legs back firmly against his hard body.  Then with exquisite precision he was soon ravaging my ass with rapid fire thrusts of his monster dick.  His hard bucking motion caused my body to quiver and bounce in timing to his powerful thrusts.

 “Oh shit!  Fuck me Fuck me,” I begged.

 “Yeah!  Yeah!  Take that dick” he wailed as he then leaned forward, propping himself up with his hands at my sides.

 I grabbed onto his strong arms to brace myself.  With every powerful plunge of his mighty dick I gasped and clamored for more.

 “Yeah.  Fuck me, Sam. Harder.  Harder!”  I exclaimed.

 We were both gasping and panting as Sam continued to ravage my ass with deep driving plunges.  Then he pulled up, rearranged his arms, and lay on top of me.  I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and, with my legs around his lower waist, Sam wiggled his hips and filled my burning ass with unbelievable pleasure.  Sam shoved his arms below me and his hands cupped my ass cheeks.  His forehead rested on mine and our eyes stared intently at each other.

 “Baby, you got an ass that just won’t quit,” Sam told me with a broad smile on his face.  “Damn, it’s the perfect ass.  Tight, hot, and fucking sweet!”

 Our lips crushed back together again as I moaned my pleasure in response.  For several minutes we played kissy face as Sam swerved his hips, grinding down against me, keeping my ass impaled with his hefty dick.  I luxuriated in the wonderful feel of that monster burrowed deep inside of me.  Sam pulled away from that hot kiss and lay his head beside mine.  I felt his hands grip more tightly on my ass cheeks as he once again began to pick up his pace.

 “Fuck!  This is a fucking great ass!” Sam said. 

 He was soon pounding away in lust filled abandon.  I was loving it!  His hard body on top of me and his phenomenal dick fucking hard and deep was truly what the doctor ordered, so they say.  With all his power and stamina, Sam was treating me to the best fuck I’ve ever experienced.

 “Oh shit! Fuck!  I’m gonna cum, baby.  I’m gonna breed your pretty, white ass,” Sam suddenly whelped.

 With that he propped himself up and began to pump my ass in rapid fire thrusts.  I grabbed my dick and jerked off wildly as Sam closed in on his own orgasm.

 “Shit.  Shit!” I yelled as my cum spewed out onto my stomach and chest.

 Seconds later, Sam also unloaded.

 “Yeah!  Yeah!  Take my nut!”  he wailed.

 Sam’s body spasmed as he unloaded a heavy flood of his cum deep inside of me.  When the last spurt of cum was released, he smiled down at me.

 “Damn, baby, that was one smoking hot fuck,” he said.

 He then scooped up some of the cum from my chest with two fingers and fed it to me.  I sucked it in and licked his fingers.  Sam then lay on top of me again and kissed me as we both savored the remnants of my cum.  I wrapped my arms around him and held him close.

 “Oooh, baby, your body, your ass, just feels so good,’ Sam said as our bodies melded together on that bed with Sam’s luscious dick still buried up inside of me.

 “Yeah, this feels great,” I agreed in total contentment.

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So that is how we met.  It’s been almost three months now and we’ve been together ever since.  I completed that job as Sam’s teacher’s aide then decided to stay here and got a job at a local bank.  As I stated earlier, I was off work today.  You know I get all those banker holidays now.  Nice for me, not for our depositors.  Anyway, the time was dragging on as I was eagerly anticipating Sam’s return.  I got up and threw in a load of laundry.  I then did some routine house cleaning.  I’m quite domesticated now.  But I love my life here, especially since Sam is always around to “take care of my needs.”

 I later showered and had a light lunch.  It was going on 1:00 o’clock when I decided to lay down and rest before Sam got home.  He usually gets home by 3:00 every day.  I started watching some TV and dozed off.  I was awakened by the sound and feel of some rustling in the bed and realized Sam was home. I was on my side and still a little groggy when I felt him snuggle in behind me.  He spooned in, got his arms wrapped around me and pulled me back tightly against his already naked body. I sighed as I felt his dick already hard and slick with lube nestling in the crack of my ass.

 “Mmmm, baby, it’s been a hard day and daddy needs some of your sweet, sweet ass,” he whispered in my ear.

 I sighed in contentment as our naked flesh melded together.  I put my hands over his forearms and wiggled my ass back against him.

 “Yes, daddy, and baby needs some big hard dick,” I answered back.

 I then reached back between us and grabbed Sam’s rigid shaft.  He continued holding me as I guided him to his waiting target.  With a firm grip I pressed the mushroom head against my puckered hole.  Then I pushed my ass back and let that hot dick enter me.  I still grimace every time that monster dick pokes inside of me.  But it really doesn’t take long before I reach that pleasure level.  After all these months of daily fucking, sometimes twice or more a day, my ass still craves that wonderful dick.  I just can’t get enough.  Which is lucky for me because Sam feels the same about taking my ass whenever he needs it.  I released his dick when he was about halfway in.  Sam then worked his hands down to hold onto my hips and slowly wormed his hot dick further up into my grateful ass.

 “Yeah, baby, gimme that ass,” Sam said as he pulled me back into him, forcing his rigid shaft fully up inside of me.  “Fuck!  This ass is so fucking sweet.  It’s always so fucking hot and tight – just made for my dick,” he added as he ground himself in firmly behind me.

 “It’s all yours, baby,” I moaned in response.

 For several minutes, Sam slowly fucked me.  Taking his time.  Slowly in and out. His dick prying me open then releasing its hold then filling me back up again.  Sam’s gotten into the habit of doing that because he knows it drives me crazy and transfixes me into a state of nirvana.  I actually did time him doing this once.  He got up to twenty minutes before he even attempted to pick up his fucking pace.

 “You like this, don’t you, baby?  You like feeling my big, black dick slowly fucking, taking this ass deep and slow.  Taking every inch of this tight white ass,” Sam asked.

 “Aaahh, yes, baby. Yes.  It feels soooo good,” I sighed.

 But the inevitable had to happen and Sam began to increase his tempo, slowly, but steadily.  In a few minutes he was banging away at my burning ass.  Thrusting,  Thrusting,  Hard and deliciously deep.

 “Yeah, baby, take that dick.  Your ass is so fucking hot,” Sam whelped.

 “Oh shit!  Yeah. Fuck me, Sam.  Fuck me!” I wailed back.

 After several minutes of that hot fuckling, Sam rolled over on his back, taking me and my dick crammed ass with him.

 “Baby, I need to see you ride my dick.” Sam directed.

 I quickly repositioned myself and straddled his body.  With my hands braced on his thighs I was soon squatting over Sam and devouring his dick with my willing ass.  In no time I was bouncing up and down, savoring that monster dick to my heart’s content.  We don’t often do this position.  Mostly because Sam likes being in charge, not laying on his back as I take his dick.  But I know why Sam likes it.  He’s told me several times in his own words that he loves seeing my “lily white ass taking all of my big, black dick.”  For my part, I am more than happy to oblige.

 “Yeah. Yeah, take that dick,” Sam encouraged.

 I was bouncing up and down in sheer joy, feeling his big, hard dick filling me up again and again.  Filling me with a load of supreme pleasure.  True to form, Sam didn’t allow that to continue too long.  He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me back into him.  I placed my hands beside us resting my back against Sam’s muscled chest as he reached for my hips.  With the talent that I’ve grown accustomed to with Sam, he began to buck his hips upward.  In quick succession, he was soon driving that monster dick up into me with his usual power and agility.

 “Yeah baby. Gimme that ass.” Sam demanded.

 ”Oh yeah.  Fuck me, baby, fuck me,” I gasped.

 With his hands having a tight grip on my hips, Sam was in total control as his dick plunged in and out of me with phenomenal stamina and force. My now hard dick was bouncing up and down against my stomach and my legs were flailing away in mid-air.  I reached for my dick and jerked it wildly until I had a massive orgasm, shooting my load up onto my chest.

 “Aaaah.  Aaaah.   Aaaahh,” I grunted in syncopation to my blasting cum shots.

 Still Sam was wailing away at my ass.  With my orgasm spent I had the double satisfaction of enjoying the feel and exhilaration of Sam’s total domination of my ass.

 “Fuck.  I’m gonna cum, too!” Sam exclaimed in a few seconds.  “I’m gonna breed your pretty ass again.”

 With that, he released his hold of my hips and wrapped his arms around my chest holding me tightly against him.  His powerful dick exploded inside my burning ass, pumping a heavy load of his cum deep inside.

 “Yeah.  Yeah,  Yeah, baby,” Sam grunted as his dick spewed up its warm cum.

 I could feel his heavy chest heaving beneath me.  As he finished his usual fierce climax, I felt his lips gently kiss the nape of my neck.  With his dick still buried up my ass, Sam rolled us over on our sides.  He stayed spooned in tightly to me while recovering from that vicious fuck.

 “Baby, have I told you that you have the perfect ass?” Sam whispered.

 “Yes, baby, you have,” I answered.  “And you have the best dick ever.” I added.

 “It’s hot how our bodies fit so well together in this position,” Sam said

 I just sighed in satisfaction as Sam wiggled his hips, his dick still planted firmly inside me.  With his strong arms wrapped around me, I pushed back against him and wiggled my ass.  I heard Sam softly sigh and I wiggled my ass even more.

 “Baby, you know what that does to me,” Sam commented.  “You keep that up and I’m gonna get all hard and stiff again.”

 ‘Yes, I know what I’m doing,’ I thought to myself.  There’s been several times before when Sam totally obliterated my ass, pumped his load into me, and stayed in me for a while.  With just a little encouragement, actually very little encouragement, Sam could get all excited and ready to fuck all over again. I was happy to feel Sam’s dick begin to respond to my wiggling ass.

 “So, we’re doing this again, huh?” Sam asked.

  

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But that part of the story is for another time.

“What. The. Fuck.” Peter still couldn’t fully process process what had just happened. “So can I actually make whatever I want happen while I jerk off or have I still not woken up from this wet dream?” “No, this is DEFINITELY real… how is this working? It’s magic!” Peter thought for a moment, his mind rushing with dirty thoughts and lustful desires. “I have the power to do anything!” Peter rushed up to his room in a moment of realization and ripped off his pants to go and jerk off. He pulled out his dick and started stroking it while imagining a group of sexy DILFs walking into the room wearing all leather with hard dicks sticking out of the zipper. They had big beards, hairy chests, insanely strong muscles, and were all lubed up from head to toe. The DILFs started stroking their long thick dicks while watching Peter stroke his not as large member. Peter remembers that he can make anything happen so he imagines his dick growing out to be the same as the DILFs, and also growing his muscles to bodybuilder size, too. Just as the fantasy was getting to hot to handle, Peter couldn’t contain himself any longer and shot his load, sealing the fate. Peter got up and eagerly waited by his door, waiting for the DILFs to start walking in, only to be disappointed by silence throughout the house. “What? But why aren’t they here? I imagined it just like last time… what’s going on?” *DING DONG* The doorbell chimed and Peter rushed to get the door to let in the daddies, ready to be fucked. “Ahhhggghhggh!!!” Peter screamed in horror at the sight of what he had least expected, his best friend Nick at the door, who was equally as shocked at the sight of his friend completely naked with a full erection and cum dripping from his hard on. “Caught you at a bad time I see! Bye!” Nick ran as fast as he could in shock at what he had just seen. “Oh shit! No! Wait Nick I can explain! I promise! Wait- no!” “Oh, fuck he must think I’m an insane sex hungry weirdo pervert! No, no, what do I do! What if he tells other people!” Peter ran to his closet, got some clothes and put it on over all the cum. He didn’t care anymore, he just needed to explain what happened to Nick before things got bad. Peter ran out to catch up with Nick, who looked equally confused and disgusted. “Nick! Wait up!” Peter was breathing so heavily after chasing after him he could barely talk. “No, get away from me, creep!” “It was a misunderstanding, let me explain!” Peter’s eyes wandered down to his friends crotch, and a boner was visible in his pants. “Wait- are, are you hard, Nick?” “What?! No! Are you crazy? Wait… huh?” Nick stopped and looked down to see a boner sticking out of his pants. He stood in shock. “I wasn’t expecting you to come at the door, I swear you have to believe me!” “No just stop!” Nick ran off and at this point Peter excepted his fate that a lifetime worth of friendship had just been ended. “Ugh! And it’s all because of this stupid fantasy thing!” Peter stopped for a moment. “Wait a minute… if I can make anything happen… I could make Nick forget this ever happened!” Peter started rubbing his crotch and took out his cock while running back home to fix what happened. He ran into his room, shut the door, and started fapping away. “Okay, let’s do this.” Peter imagined Nick coming back home and imagined wiping his memory of what happened. “Hey, Nick! Thanks for coming over!” “Yeah of course, anything for my friend! What did you need, Peter?” “Well, do you remember anything from today that was… weird?” Peter asked. “No, not at all, why?” “Oh, thank God! It worked!” “What worked?” Nick asked. “Oh, uh, nothing, just forget about it.” Peter encouraged. “Oh, sure. Well… I was thinking since I was here, maybe we could…” Nick paused and brought his hand over to Peter’s crotch and started rubbing up and down his bulge. “Ohhh… fuck, Nick…” Peter moaned in pleasure as he watched his friend take out his cock and start stroking him. “Let me fuck you, Peter.” Nick pulled down Peter’s shorts and pressed his cock against Peter’s hole. “Wait! No!” Peter jumped up in shock as he woke up from his fantasy, covered in cum once again. “Oh shit! No!” Peter was horrified at what he just imagined. “No, no! Everything was perfect! My horny thoughts subconsciously came in and ruined it! Now this only means… he’s going to come over and have sex with me!” Peter nervously paced back and forth wondering what to do before the time comes. “Maybe if I try jerking again to stop it, after all, since this magical thing has started I’ve never stopped being horny or full of cum. Peter laid down to try and jerk off again, but a loud voice echoed through his room, “LIMIT REACHED. ORGASM WILL BE REACHED WITHOUT DESIRES BEING FULFILLED. LIMIT RESTORED IN 24 HOURS.” “What?! There’s a limit? Now what do I do?” *DING DONG* Peter nervously walked over to the door. After much hesitation, he opened the door. “Hello?”

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Hi, sorry Ch. 2 took awhile and it’s shorter but it just means Ch. 3 is coming WAY sooner. Thank you so much everyone! 😉

Over the next week, I decided that I’d stay close to Steve, just to see how he, and separately, how his work crew responded to their new world order. Every night over dinner, I had him tell me about his day, and the jobs he’d worked on. On Wednesday, he detailed how Terry and Zak had returned to visit him on site. As before, they collected head, praised his work, and went on their way. It wasn’t much, but at least two of the crew were using him. 

On Thursday, I took the afternoon off, staying downtown. Enjoying the sunshine, I wandered a few blocks to the Kink store. Having no real plan in mind, I walked up and down the aisles, amazed at what people found erotic. I was looking for anything that may encourage Steve to progress his sub thinking. In the end, I didn’t find anything that appealed.

The store did have a sale on ‘metal’, which had been reduced enough to make finding a good deal easy. I purchased two new cock cages for Steve, each a size down from the previous. He didn’t need them now, but as his cock shrunk, we’d progressively scale down to the smaller fit.

As I walked back to the station, then to home, I thought about James, and his whoring out of C1 and S1. I admitted to myself I was a little conflicted, the Service Units had been my sons. I missed them, but it was more important that they were happy.

I’d quizzed S1 on Monday evening as I arrived home from work, meeting him in the driveway. He was clearly off to hook up with a customer. He had the tightest gold-colored shorts on, and a pair of white runners. Clearly the punter was into ‘peppy-twink’. I asked him flat out, was he happy?

He’d looked around guiltily, as if he was doing something wrong by speaking freely. His response was good to see, it meant he really did know his place.

“Sir, I’ve never been this focused. It’s amazing, I don’t have to think at all!” 

“This is good?” I questioned.

“I’ve never been so free,” he beamed, “I wish I’d found out sooner.”

I watched closely; he was being genuine.

“C1 feels the same,” he assured, answering what I hadn’t thought to ask. “We’re focused on our holes and whatever we can do to get guys off.”

“Sir, if ever you need serving, I’m sure Sir James will supply us.”

“Thank you boy, best you don’t mention we spoke like this,” I cautioned.

“I won’t sir,” he assured, “May I leave sir, my customer will be waiting.”

*

On the final afternoon of the work week, I again logged into NesPlumb’s camera network, to see how Steve was coping with his second end of week drinks. As previously, a ‘ring’ shaped cluster, of fluro clad plumbers had formed in the center of the factory. The main difference to the previous gathering was Steve.

The boy was now off to the left, naked to his boots. I smiled, despite the oddity; the factory was a worksite, footwear was still mandatory, even if you were sucking dick.

Steve, with his cage finally out for all to see, was sucking cock.

Lucky, they got him knee pads, I thought. I took a screen-shot of the entire scene, I wanted to start putting names to faces. Interestingly, Justin was also naked. Already? I questioned internally how the team had managed to pull that off? 

The crew were fully engaged, I guessed the shock factor of last week had dissipated. Halfway through the evening, I watched on as Carl, stepped up, bent Steve across a work bench, and began fucking him. A minute later, one of the guys walked around the other side, and took head at the same time.

It was good to see the progression.

I had expected that once the first fuck was done, the floodgates would have opened. They didn’t. Carl remained the sole arse taker. Maybe next week? I thought.  

As the workers departed in dibs and drabs, I prepared to log out. In the end, only Steve and Justin remained. Steve swept the floor, and gathered the empties.

Although I couldn’t hear the wording, it was clear Justin was asking questions. He was multi-tasking, in the background he was attempting to snag his gear down from the rafters. Workmen and their practical jokes, I mused.

I considered I was close to done with being a voyeur, now the fucking had started, the boy was on his way. He didn’t need me watching over his shoulder.

I logged off and went to catch the second half of the night’s game.

*

Saturday, Sunday, and the next week rolled into a blur. Time sped by. I was flat out at work with business cases, that were never going to stack up. I found myself very distracted from daily matters. As I arrived home from the office around dusk on Thursday, I met C1, and who I assumed to be Gus, walking up the drive.

Aside from his collar, C1 was barely clad in the leather codpiece jock, we’d purchased way back at the start of all this.    

“Hello Sir,” Chris greeted.

“C1,” I responded, with a nod.

“Sir, this is Gus, Gus, this is Simon.” 

Gus put his hand out, as I matched, and shook.

“I understand, you’re the muscle, on these bookings.” I suggested.

“Yes sir,” Gus replied, smiling.

“Well, I appreciate you looking out for the sex units,” I thanked.

“It’s my privilege to be able to, it’s no problem sir,” he replied, as I took a hard look at him.

He was seriously jacked, no wonder he was the ‘heavy’.

“It’s Simon, Gus,” I corrected.

“Well sir, I’m not sure my father would agree with you on that, he smiled.”

“As you wish,” I grinned. We nodded, and departed in opposite directions.     

*

With Saturday in full swing, Steve had begun the lawns as usual. I wandered out, seeing if James would offer me another beer. He didn’t.

When I looked at the work Steve had done so far, my mood darkened. It was rough, and unlike any of his previous efforts. I took a minute to study what was going on. He was frantic, almost running with the mower. I pulled him up.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked, stressed.

“Sorry sir, what do you mean?” he was even talking at twice speed.

“Look for yourself,” I snapped. “This is a bull shit effort, start again, do it fucken properly.” I stormed back inside.

An hour later he appeared at my office door, he was drenched in sweat.

“Sorry sir, I fixed the lawn.” He began, not even asking for permission. What the fuck was going on?

“What the fuck is going on?” I asked, bluntly. He shuffled on the spot. “Spit it the fuck out!”

“Sir, I can’t think,” he motored, “um, you said my brain would be eating cum, I think that’s what is happening.”

Jeepers! he was a frantic mess.

“Sir, my cock is full, my balls are constantly trying to get hard,” he reversed, without even realizing it. “Sir, I’m full, I feel it, but, but I don’t know what to do.”

Ok, now we were getting to the bottom of it. 

“So, what’s your plan?” I pushed back.

“Um, I was going to get the guys to fuck me last night,” he revealed. “Like you said, see if they could fuck the cum out of me.”

I liked that, it may have even worked.

“How did it go?” I asked, knowing full well.”

“Only Carl fucked me,” he explained, wringing his hands, “and, his dick isn’t very big.”

“I mean. I made sure he got off, but I barely got hard sir.”

“So, any of the others join in?”

“I think they’re shy sir, next week will be better,” he explained. “I asked Terry and Zak to do me. That will be at least three.”

“Those boys don’t look much bigger than Carl.” I suggested.

“They’re not Sir,” he agreed, “in fact, Zac’s a little smaller.”

“So, what are you going to do?”

“I don’t know sir, my brain isn’t working so good.”

He paused, suddenly brightened as a thought occurred.

“Sir, can I have some time out of the cage?”

“No boy,” I squashed, “Like I said, we need you desperate, need you focused on taking as much cock as you can.”

“Sir, can I go down the mall?”

What the fuck!

“No, you need to stay focused to your immediate circle. Strangers aren’t your answer yet.” I restricted. “When you’re regularly blowing from anal, we can talk about it more.”

“Yes sir,” he replied with dejection.

“Sir, can you please fuck me?” he asked, taking a new tact, “I mean fuck the day lights out of me, it’s what I need sir.”

 “I’ve been fucking you for weeks, what makes you think it will be anything different?”

“Let me try sir, I’ve been thinking about what I could do.”

I shrugged, why not?

*

We retired to the guest room and its queen-sized bed.

Unusually, I let him make the running.

“How do you want me?” I asked, already feeling weird with the arrangement.

“On your back sir.” He directed; he had given this some thought.

I crawled up on the bed, laid dead center on my back and waited to see what next.

He scrambled up, nestling himself between my legs, which he had spread wide.

He lent down and took my length into his mouth. I hardened quickly; he was as skilled as ever.

He didn’t move to deep throat as would normally be the case. Irritatingly, I realised it was a good strategy. He was keeping me further back than I desired, more time for him to work on me, and by default, himself.

After seven to eight minutes of slobbering, he finally moved to take in my full length. He took to sliding his fist in a trailing pattern up and down my cock, behind, then ahead of his mouth movements. I was very stimulated.

Right at the point where I felt my balls begin to lift, he abruptly stopped. The fucker!

He crawled to the bed top. Legs positioned either side of my hips, he lowered himself on my rigid meat. As usual, it felt sensational. Me entering him, stretching his hole, having him adjust to accept my bodily extension into his internals, was all amazing!

He did it without a shred of resistance. I’d used him, crafted and molded him to meet my needs perfectly. In his mind I was where I was entitled to be. I smiled, the physical feeling my cock was experiencing was magnificent, I had taken ownership of a perfect fuck toy.

The fact this toy was ‘stuttering’, because his gonads had no relief path, wasn’t a massive problem. Fucking with his brain was enjoyable as well. Not like using him physically, but still fun. I’d watched on over the last ten or so days, as his nut pressure built. To be honest, peak desperation had arrived sooner than I’d expected.

Today, I was happy to indulge his experimental solution, but, if it didn’t work, we’d have to try something else. Otherwise, he’d fuck up something at work.

*

When he had himself arranged, and laboring to raise and lower himself, I realised he was trying new things. As he was ‘working’ my cock in and out, he was leaning far more to the left than usual. He was ‘stretching’ one side of his internal cavity. For me, the feeling was as good as usual, for him, he was just doing whatever it took.

Over twenty full minutes, he swapped out half a dozen approaches. I think the best was, where he concentrated precisely on his prostrate. Tiny movements up and down. There was no doubt about it, this guy was getting to know every nuance of his internals. It would serve him well into the future. 

Given his effort, I was reluctant to let on, that I was getting closer and closer to blowing. Every time he reset, he pushed me back, just not far enough for him to have unlimited rein. Suddenly, and almost without warning, I exploded. The disappointment rippled across his face, he wasn’t going to get to cum today.

He raised himself and lay to my side, if he was wet with sweat before, he was swimming in it now. I lay still, needing time to get over my spontaneous release.

*

It was time to act.

“Go downstairs and bring up a dinner plate.” I instructed, catching him by surprise, and confusing him. “One of those old blue ones.” I added.

He pulled himself up, and disappeared. When he returned, he had the item. I took it from him.

“This may work,” I started, not making myself any clearer, “but, I’m telling you right now. You don’t touch your cock.”

“Yes sir, I don’t understand, but I won’t touch my dick.” he replied.

While he’d been downstairs, I had retrieved his cage key.

To his astonishment, I reached forward and unlocked him. His cock sprung forth, the cage balancing on his knob only.

“Lay down on your side,” I said, pointing to the bed. With a bit of correction, he arranged himself. “Lift this leg up,” I directed, getting him to lift his top leg. “You can hold it up like that, or kink it down to rest on the bed top, or even your other leg.”

“Thing is, you have to be able to reach your balls from behind.” I continued.

Once he understood what his goal was, he made it happen.

His cock remained solid, jutting out from his body, his glans covered from the cage smeared pre-cum.

“Reach around and start ‘tapping’ your balls,” I directed, “just lightly, nothing more.”

Clearly, he was mega confused, but he did as he was told.

I intervened here and there, showing him exactly what to do.

“This is called the ‘tapping method’,” I finally revealed. “If you keep it up, just as you’re doing. In fifteen to twenty minutes, your balls will empty.”

“Sir, I’ll cum?”

“Sort of, your balls will unload, but you won’t orgasm cum,” I paused. “I know you don’t believe me, but your seed will flow out of you soft cock, almost like a white piss.”

“But it’s cum sir?” he questioned. I nodded.

“It’s all cum, and your balls will have never been so empty.”

He bit his lower lip in hope.

*

Seventeen minutes later, and two or three technique fixes, he announced something was happening.

He couldn’t keep the excitement from his voice.

I placed the plate in front of his flaccid meat, then moved his dick. I positioned its head to rest on the center of the dish.

Thirty seconds later the soft flowing cum stream, trickled out as foretold. I kept him working is balls for another five minutes. Eventually the flow dwindled to nothing.

I handed him his cage, and told him to re-lock.

I stood, and watched him ‘metal-up’. He had no problem, his cock remained as soft as a rice noodle.

When he was secure, I passed him the plate. It had collected a massive load.

“Lick that up,” I said, nodding to the mess, “all of it, if your owner lets you ‘tap’ empty. Everything that comes out of you, goes back in. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Have a shower, clean up, then come downstairs, we’ll talk about it then.” I suggested.