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It had been a long day at work, a job he hated with those boring straights whose lives revolved around football and who was doing what to whom in the daily soaps.

As he made his way home he stopped off for a quick drink in his local before heading back for yet another lonely night in with a film and a take away, what a life he thought.

Of course it had not always been like this, he had friends and had, had boyfriends but people move on and things change.

He entered the bar it wasn’t bad. very much a local but there were the occasional guys there who took his eye but he didn’t dare make a move so went home alone night after night.

Making his way to the bar he was pleased to see the regular barmaid there. she was friendly enough and always greeted him with a smile.

After making a bit of small chat he took his beer and found an empty table and sat down.

The barmaid watched him,’Sad’ she thought to herself, ‘such a good looking guy always on his own’

She liked him but knew she hadn’t a chance, Women always seemed to know the score and so she went back to drying glasses hoping Chris wouldn’t always be so alone.

Chris drank his beer a bit too quickly and ordered another. Sipping this a bit slower he looked around.There were only a couple of others in the Bartok lads a bit worse for wear, a bit early thought Chris and a couple of girls giggling away over something trivial no doubt.

Chris finished his second beer and thought of getting home when the door opened and in walked one of the most handsome men Chris had ever seen.

About six foot dark hair with a short well groomed beard and moustache.

The guy went over to the bar and Chris noticed the two girls had stopped giggling and had to noticed this vision of a man now in their mists.

Paying for his drink the guy made for a table and sat down. he sipped his beer then taking out a cigarette he lit inhaled then blew out a long stream of smoke he even makes smoking sexual thought Chris. He was trying not to look at the guy but couldn’t help it. he had sat at a table near him and Chris had a better view of him.

The guy was wearing a white shirt open at the top and Chris could see strands of hair sticking out so he guessed he had a hairy chest which was something that really turned him on also he had his sleeves rolled up to revel thick hairy arms and big manly hands.

Chris couldn’t leave now with such a man in the bar so he went and ordered another beer and sat down, the barmaid smiled ‘this just may be his lucky night she thought’

Trying not to keep looking over Chris picked up a paper someone had left and tried to read.

‘Fancy a game of pool mate’ Chris looked up and there was the guy smiling down at him.

‘Sorry’ blurted Chris

‘Do you fancy a game of pool I’m on my own and I guess you are too, sorry to bother you but if you want a game.

‘Yea why not’ Chris tried to sound casual ‘I am on my own and a bit of company over a game would be nice oh sorry my names Chris’

‘Tony’ he held out his hand and Chris shook it. Tony’s grip was firm and Chris felt a surge of excitement but tried to hide it.

They went over to the pool table and Tony tossed a coin, Chris won the toss so while he set up the balls Tony went and bought a couple of more drinks.

They played a couple of games and made small talk about work where they were from all the usual stuff strangers do.

After several games to which Chris lost most of they sat down to finish their drinks.

‘Sorry I thrashed you Chris’ said Tony smiling and lighting a cigarette.

‘Oh I don’t mind it was just good to have a game and I don’t mind getting thrashed now and then’

Tony blew out the smoke and said slowly ‘I bet you don’t’

Chris wondered if had said too much and made light of it ‘The game I meant’

‘Really. Look don’t be embarrassed I saw you looking me over when I sat down,am I right?

‘Well yes sorry its just well you are a good looking guy’ Chris felt a little braver the beer was taking effect and there was something about Tony that felt safe.

‘Well you not so bad yourself’he grinned ‘why don’t we finish these and if you want have one at my place’

Chris couldn’t believe his luck and as they left the barmaid smiled.

‘Now there goes two happy guys’ she thought and went back to drying glasses

They got back to Tony’s flat and went in. After closing the door Tony pulled Chris to him and kissed him hard forcing his tongue into his mouth.

Chris could feel his hot breath on his face and could taste the beer and a faint taste of tobacco Pulling back Tony looked him straight in the eye really like the odd thrashing boy. what else do you like’

‘Whatever turns you on Tony’ he stammered.

‘Call me sir do you understand boy, make me happy and you’ll never forget tonight’

‘Yes sir’ he didn’t feel under threat and was willing to follow orders.

Tony undid his shirt ‘like hairy men boy’ he certainly had the most well groomed hairy chest Christ had seen’

‘Yes sir’

‘Thought you might now get here and lick my chest’

Chris obeyed and ran his tongue over Tony’s chest feeling the hair rubbing against his face, His cock was bursting to be free of his pants but he knew only to do what he was told and when.

Pulling him up Tony once again kissed him rubbing his beard against his chin then spitting on his face’On your knees boy time to make your master happy’

Chris fell to his knees and watched as Tony undid his trousers and released his cock, It was large and wad dripping pre cum. He rubbed it all over Chris’s face and across his mouth it smelt sweaty and Chris wanted to taste it. Looking up he could see Tony smiling and rubbing his chest ‘Suck it boy take it all down’

Opening his mouth he felt the large cock enter and Tony’s large hands holding the back of his head forcing him to take it all. He gagged as this monster went down his throat and felt Tony withdraw letting him catch his breath.

‘Go slowly boy enjoy it.

Chris took it again and slowly got used to the size.He was eager to please his hairy master and worked the cock in and out of his mouth savouring the taste.

Tony held his head firm ‘That’s it boy, god you’re hot’

He sucked for seemed ages then the cock was pulled from his mouth and he was picked up and once again kissed hard.

Tony took him to the bedroom and told him to strip Tony to striped and he really was a man to behold perfect body covered in hair and not a sign of fat.

Reaching out Tony grabbed the cord from his dressing gown and tied Chris’s arms behind him then standing close he teased his nipples and Chris almost came. ‘Please sir anything you want ‘he said’Good.Now for that thrashing’

Bending Chris over his knee he spanked him hard making the boy count each one the pushing a finger up his arse he told him to get ready for the fuck of a lifetime.

Getting behind Chris Tony put on a condom greased up and entered Chris’s waiting hole.

It hurt but this guy was not going to stop and pushed in hard.Gagging Chris’s mouth he started to fuck hard and long.

Chris took it all and the pain became an overwhelming pleasure as Tony’s cock hit that spot up his arse and he once again almost came.

Tony was a stallion and after fucking Chris for ages turned him over and untied his arms.

‘I want to watch my boy enjoy his master fucking him’said Tony as he raised Chris’s legs and once again entered.

As Tony rode him sweat fulling from his face Chris reached up and played with those hairy nipples taking every inch.

Suddenly Tony let out a cry and pulled his cock out,quickly removing the condom he shot streams of hot cum over his boy.

Chris couldn’t hold back and he too came like he had never done before.

Both men lay back truly spent. Tony lit up and pulled Chris onto his sweaty chest.

‘Enjoy that if you did there is more I can do if you like it hard’

‘Yes’ said Chris ‘I do’

Before going to sleep Tony kissed him ‘I may be an animal in bed but very caring and protective with the right guy fancy giving it a try?’

‘Yes I do’ and drifting to sleep he thought

‘Yes fantasies can come true.

It was a hot summer day and it happened on the mediterranean. I was walking on an isolated area of the beach wearing nothing but my speedo. I noticed a boat from a distance and couple of men trying to push in in the sea.

I approached the men. They were at the same age about 20 some. One of them was wearing a tank top, but what startled me was that he was in his underwear instead of his speedo. And that he was fully erect and his balls and dicks were visible. He had a huge dick with about 10 inches long. Looking at his tank top, I could see that he was well built an had a hairy abdomen. He did not bother to greet me first, but he looked at me strangely when I looked at his dick and I noticed that it made him harder!

Next to the man there was another young stud in his underwear. He was half erect. What made me crazy was that the way the guys did not care to be in their almost see through underwear. And that they were full of male energy, eroticism, and hotness.

Turning to the left of me there was another man in his short. He was trying hard to push the boat with the other man. I did not hesitate to join in. Yet it was noticed that I started to have an erection on my own. I tried to hide it but my speedo was small and tight. They all looked and smiled. Strangely, they said nothing.

While helping the man on my left, I decided to go to inside the beach and pie. I did not want to pie in front of them. So I jumped in and swam for few meters. I turned to look at the guys. Suddenly, the man who was on my left bent over completely. He was wearing a short so I did not care first, but I saw something that made me so horny. His short had a large hole in the backside that was totally unnoticed first. When this man bent he spread his legs and exposed his ass hole to me.

I saw the most beautiful ass hole with a well defined muscles and hair cracks. It was totally covered with hair and yet I still could see the anal entrance. The man did not bother to wiggle his ass and scratch it with his finger before he stood up again.

I returned to the shore and stood behind him. I could not hold it any more so I put my hands on his shorts. He did not mind. He turned around and kissed me. Then he asked me to get into the boat with the other two guys.

Inside the boat, the man sat behind me and spread his legs wide open. He asked me to eat his ass. It was a moment of heavenly delight when I started to eat and sniff his butt cracks. It smelled manly sweat and sea salt. A perfect combination of an aphrodisiac. Then I noticed that the other two guys came to join us without taking their underwear first.

While rimming my man’s ass, another one started to rimm mine. Then he took his underwear and asked me if he could sit on my dick while I am rimming that hot ass. I could not believe my self. Shortly the third man started to rimm me. I was plugged in from three sides. My mouth was in that heavenly butt of manliness. I was fucking the tall one while I was tongue fucked by the third one. All inside the breath of the sea. We all came at the same time.

We took our under wear and threw them in the water. We were in the middle of the sea wearing nothing at all. I was told that they were going to reward me by taking me to a small island and spending couple of days there having nothing but sex and wearing nothing at all. This is going to be another hot story.

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Kyle stood up and walked over to the edge. He stared down at the dark shapes beneath his bare feet, then glanced up to see the sky beginning to brighten. Sun rise wasn’t far off, judging by the growing lightness around him. He felt the soft breeze blowing across his toned body. It felt good to be standing there, despite the slight chill in the air.

Looking out, he could see the sky brightening, and he felt slightly sad, that another night had come to an end. Turning around, he saw the curled up figure on the sleeping bag, the bare legs just sticking out from under a casually wrapped blanket. A small smile curled around his lips, as he stared at his sleeping friend.

They had come up here, after the party down in the valley, and it had been a night he would always remember. He chuckled a little, as the sun began to peep up over the horizon. Soon, he’d have to go back, in case anyone was out bird watching and saw him standing here, starkers. Knowing how people in the small town below were, he was certain they’d be calling the cops, complaining about some sex maniac up on the mountain top, by the old water station.

He still had time, he figured, as he raised his hands up and spread them out, letting the wind blow across his naked frame. Slowly he felt the rays of the Sun, as he tilted his head back, and closed his eyes, just enjoying the freedom. To stand there, totally naked, free of clothes, free of people looking at him, free of worry. It felt so good, and yet no one would believe that he would be the kind to do that. To just stand up there, naked, and enjoy it.

Most of his friends, including his sleeping one behind, thought he was too shy for his own good. They always kidded him that he always opened one eye first, to see if anyone was watching, and then he’d open the second, just to double check. He really wasn’t that way, but people, well, they did make him a bit uncomfortable, until he got to know them.

Thinking of that, he couldn’t help but smile, as he felt the wind blowing around him. His legs twitched a bit, and his arms felt a bit heavy, as he kept them spread out, showing off his whole body, to anyone that could see. In all honesty, he doubted anyone could see, but the idea that someone might, was rather invigorating. It made him tremble a bit, and it made his dick quiver as well.

21 years old, and he felt like the world was his, at times. Up here, among the clouds, where people rarely came, he felt like he was a giant, not some 5’9′ nobody, like he felt when he was down there, among all those others. How they all put so much stock in height, in being perfect, or seeming to be perfect. He knew it was a mirage, but it didn’t help when some Adonis would walk by, ignoring him totally.

Maybe Sally was right, that he simply needed to stop being so quiet, stop wearing old fashioned clothes that old men wore. It wasn’t that he didn’t like tight fitting clothes, or tank top shirts, it was just that they didn’t suit him. The shirts, well, what did he have to show off? Wasn’t like he had the perfect six pack to display, and while he wasn’t ashamed of his dick, the rest of him was toned, but certainly not bulging with muscles. That was what they wanted, and he simply didn’t have it.

The wind was picking up a bit as he opened his eyes, and let his hands fall to his side. He felt so alive up here, so free, that he felt a bit angry at the Sun, for starting to rise, to signal his return to being just Kyle. Down there he was the one who got the coffee refill, or the basket of bread sticks when the first ran out, but up here, well up here he was someone else. He was the one who rode on top, who made them pant, who made them clutch at the grass in their fist, as he showed them what it meant to be stuffed.

It wasn’t that he was some freak, but he knew how to please, least when he was up here. Down there, well, he just never seemed to find the right words, the right motions, or the right rhythm even. Yet up here, he could find that spot, and hit it time after time. No one he had come up here with, had ever complained. In fact, many had been surprised, because he was different. He acted different too.

Down there, the lights had to be off, the room dark with maybe a candle or two only. Up here, he didn’t care if the damn headlights were on, or if a huge spotlight was shining on him. There he took his time in undressing, sometimes going into the bathroom, then coming out with a towel around his waist. Up here, well, he had stunned a few at how quick he could shed his plain looking clothes. The way he would need to spend more time finding the tossed articles than he took in shucking them off.

This was his place, but soon it would be gone, no longer open to him, or to anyone. The old water tower was going to be taken down, and some government funded crap was going to be set up, here on his mountain top. It made him angry, as he stood there, realizing that with this place gone, he’d never again be the lover he was, when up here.

It was stupid to believe a place could have such a difference, could change a person, but it just did. It was that simple, and so for the last week he had been like some sex machine. Up here every night, with someone different, someone new, to just try and make the memories that could hold him, when down there.

Suddenly he felt deflated, as the idea of losing this place took hold. Damn the world, damn people and damn the Government, he thought. Why did they have to take the one spot that made him feel so alive, so much like a real man? They didn’t need his spot, they could have their stupid whatever anywhere. He didn’t know what they were going to put here, just that it would no longer be accessible, that there would be security guards all the time, that the natural beauty of the place would be ruined, with sterile government buildings and cement parking lots.

No more gravel road to come up here either, but a fully paved road. The big machines were already down at the base, as the day of his doom was fast approaching. Still, he had some time, was making the most of it, but he wanted more. Was he greedy? Shouldn’t he be happy that he had what he had, or was he just too unwilling to make what worked up here, work down there?

Rodney said he could be whatever he wanted, anywhere, that it didn’t take a special place. But he was wrong, he had tried to be the same, down there. It had yet to work, not like up here. Oh there had been flashes, but only flashes. Nothing like how it was up here, where he was the Stud, the one that made the choices, the moves. Up here, he was the one who made others cry out in pleasure, as he shoved his 8 inches deep into various parts of their body.

More importantly, he never needed help in being hard, not up here. It was always hard, the foreskin stretched taut long before he would reach the top. It was always that way, but never down there. It was more like work than pleasure when he was forced to have sex there, but never a chore up here. Here it was like suddenly being in heaven.

Everything clicked when he was up here. He could feel his body tremble, as he felt the growing warmth in the air. Not long now, he thought, as he stared out at the wide expanse of country, all at his feet. He wasn’t some egomaniac either, he wasn’t into control, or into being demanding. He enjoyed sex, in a give an take type of approach. Yet up here, he felt it more, enjoyed it more, whether it was him sucking, or being sucked. Whether it was him driving his dick into a nice tight ass, or if it was his own butt being ploughed.

Like last night, the way it had started out with him servicing his friend, Matt. He had stunned the poor guy, by not only willingly suck his dick, but he managed to suck it all. Now that was something to be proud of, given that Matt had a huge whopper of a dick. He hadn’t measured it, but he would bet all his money that it was bigger than 11 inches. Plus, it was uncut, which only made it even more enjoyable.

So he liked uncut dicks, it didn’t make him a snob. He could enjoy a cock, cut or uncut, with the same degree of pleasure. Still, poor Matt had been a bit surprised by how he had deep throated his whopper. That would be a good memory, to recall how tight it was in his mouth, how full it made him feel. How his tonsils protested, and how the muscles tried to close and not let Matt’s dick in. Still, he hadn’t backed off, or even thought about backing off.

He had wanted that huge dick in his mouth, and Matt didn’t know it then, but Kyle had wanted it up his ass too.

Kyle knew that if he had done Matt down there, he’d never have been able to take that dick up his ass. That would have been a shame, because he really enjoyed taking it. To feel that thick piece of meat tremble as it pushed past his stretched insides. To have felt all of that long shaft, as it filled his insides beyond the point he ever thought possible. To have missed out on that, would have been a tragedy, least in his mind.

Up here, he had not only taken it, but had given it such a good ride, that he had Matt screaming his pleasure. The way he had twisted his body as he took that big shaft, as it had drove deep into him, and how the waves of pleasure just seemed to never end. It had made him lose a few pounds too, from all the sweat that poured from his body, as he took it hard and fast.

While the wind blew around him, he could still hear his own cries, urging Matt to go faster, to pound him harder. He could still feel it, as he reached down & around to feel his cheeks quiver a bit, at the memory of a few hours ago. How good it had felt to feel that pole in there, to feel it reaching deep and pushing at his insides. The way it had dug in, made his body scream in agony, while wanting more.

The way the rolling waves kept his whole body shaking, made him actually pound the ground below him, as each hard thrust tried to bury him into the very dirt. How the blanket was wrapped so tightly in his fists, as the cock jerked from side to side, as Matt moved his hips in a circular motion. How the sound of his big balls slapping up into his butt cheeks echoed in the still of the night.

Gawd, it had been a memorable fuck. One he knew he’d never have a chance at experiencing again, least not the same way as last night. No more Matt’s to seduce, to bring up and amaze with his own sexual prowess. It was about to end, as he looked out at the growing dawn of the day.

The feel of Matt on top of him, of his ragged breath blowing across the nape of his neck. How his sweat poured off his body onto Kyle’s. The way each drop made his body twitch, made him moan even, was amazing. He could still feel the thrill of it, the way his body seemed to ache for Matt, for that giant dick. How great it felt and how sharp the pain had been as it had penetrated him, dug deep past his tiny hole, stretching his insides.

It was making him hard all over again, as his hand reached down for his own uncut dick. He could feel the foreskin growing tighter around his own shaft, as he closed his eyes, thinking of Matt. How his hands had felt as they pushed his buttocks apart, as the two fingers run up and down the valley between his two cheeks. How they twirled around his puckered hole, how they teased it, before suddenly slicing past his guarding muscles.

The sudden entry had made him gasp, as they dug in quick, and deep. Just like how his cock would do it, but he didn’t know that then. Yet he could feel those fingers push in, feel the bare knuckles pushing at his hole, almost as if they wanted to join the fingers inside. How he had moaned then, squirmed a little as Matt twisted the fingers around, pushing at the lining inside of his ass.

Matt knew his stuff too. The way he had kept his fingers inside, while ripping open the condom with his teeth, then unrolling it over that huge cock with his other hand. That was the sign of a real pro, and before Kyle could think much about it, the huge cock was suddenly sliding between his cheeks. He could feel Matt’s legs pushing his legs apart, and he reached behind him, to help by grabbing hold of his own ass cheeks. He dug his fingers deep into his own flesh, then pulled them far apart, as far as he could.

The press of the huge cock head up against his tiny hole made him tremble, made his fingers dig into his flesh even harder. He gritted his teeth, as he breathed in and out very quickly, then he sucked in as much as he could, as he felt Matt starting to press the dick a bit more up against his hole.

He held it as he felt the pain suddenly begin, then he let it out, just at the right moment, as the huge cock split his hole apart. The pain raced up and down his spine, making him cry out, but he didn’t let his hands release his cheeks. He kept them there, trembling, as the huge shaft penetrated him fully.

The cock head made his insides scream, but as he bit his lip, tasted a bit of his own blood, he also felt the warmth rising, the pleasure starting to catch up to the rolling waves of pain. Soon he was feeling totally stuffed, as Matt slowly worked his whole cock into his ass. It hurt, yet didn’t.

He had cried out, but so had Matt. The press of his groin up between his own cheeks had made his whole body shudder. His mind had long since given up protesting, as he let the waves of pleasure overwhelm him. He felt it deep inside, felt his throat catch a little, as he realized what was inside of him. His body ached, as Matt slowly began to push in and out, gradually making him grow accustomed to the huge pole.

Kyle had cried out, but not to stop, but to have Matt really pound him. To have him slam that pole deep into him, and Matt had obliged. Gawd how he had moved, his hips became giant pistons, as he drove his dick in and out faster and faster. The pain was intense, but the pleasure more so.

More he kept yelling, harder he kept begging, as he felt each crushing blow. His body dug hard into the ground, his fists even pounded the hard dirt, as his body was slammed into the dirt with each thrust. The way Matt would make the huge cock corkscrew inside of him, with every other thrust. How it made him cry out his pleasure, how it made his body shake all over.

He could feel it now, feel that huge pole digging into him, as his hand moved up and down his own thickening cock. Feeling the wind, he let his head tilt backwards, his eyes shut tight, as he let last night flash across his vision. He could feel it all over again, feel the hard thrusts, feel how his muscles protested as the pole drove past them, how it felt as he pulled back, for one more hard deep plunge inwards.

He had taken the huge cock for what seem an eternity. To be honest, he really couldn’t remember how long he had lain there, being pounded. Kyle couldn’t care less, as he could still feel it now, and that is what he had wanted. The memory to last, and as his hand flew up and down his own cock, he knew it would last for a long time. How good it felt, how good he felt at being able to do what others couldn’t, which was take that monster dick, and enjoy all of it.

Matt had been impressed, and totally drained. The way he had cried out, had suddenly yanked his big dick out of Kyle’s ass, then scream even more, with Kyle feeling the hot splatter of his cum on his back, before the cries had even reached full throttle. How it had felt as gobs of precious cum had splattered across all of his back, even up into the back of his head, matting his already wet hair.

How it too seemed to go on forever. Just like the hard pounding, the stream of cum seemed endless, as it spurted and spurted, splattering all over his trembling back. Kyle could still feel the remnants of the dried cum on his backside, as his hand pumped his dick. The memory of Matt collapsing on top of him, his still rather impressive cock flopping against the upper thigh, the whole weight of Matt resting on his backside.

The way his chest was heaving, even as he lay there, how the sweat was still dripping off his forehead onto Kyle’s shoulders and back. It was all there again, in front of him, as he felt his balls sling upwards, then fall down. The rolling explosion making his whole body shudder, as he felt his cum begin to spurt through his clenched hand. His cock reared backwards, then sprang forward, the hot cream streaming out, just as it had earlier after Matt had finally found enough energy to roll off Kyle’s back.

It had taken Matt a fair amount of time, to be able to speak, but his eyes had told Kyle all he needed to know then. How they sparkled in amazement, in exhaustion, told it all to him. His body bucked as he saw those sparkling eyes peering over at him, the satisfaction shining through. He felt the cum jetting out between his fingers, as he cried out, as his body exploded to the memory of a few hours ago.

He felt the sun warming his body, as his hand moved up and down his naked body. He felt his own cum being smeared across his chest, that still heaved, as he finally opened his eyes. Off in the distance was the sun, just starting to fill the sky with its brilliance. He felt his body relax, as he breathed in deeply. The soft fragrance of the morning, mixed with the tangy odor of his cum, made him smile. Kyle turned away from the edge, to look over at where Matt was.

His cries must have awakened Matt, as he was sitting up on the sleeping bag, looking towards Kyle. There was a warm smile on his face, as Kyle smiled back, then let his eyes glance downwards. The blanket that had been over Matt’s naked body, had a distinctive tent shape to it. Looking upwards, he saw the eyes sparkling, saw the grin widen as they just looked at each other.

It would be different, to do it one more time, in the light of day, he thought. Then he began to walk down from the little rise, to where Matt waited. As he began to come closer, Matt pushed the blanket off his body, and there it was, once again ready for him. That huge monster dick, fully aroused, as he felt the ache in his buttocks. It was like they were signalling each other, showing their desire, their readiness for more. Who was he to deny what his body and what Matt’s dick wanted?

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You come to my place and I instruct you to lay on the floor in just your jeans, thats all, no underwear, no jumper, no socks, just jeans.

Obviously, being a sub lad, you always do as you are told and that pisses me right off, you ain’t no fucking fun, ‘yes sir’, ‘no sir’ ‘three bags fucking full sir’ is what I get from you and you know it, you know to be nice you know it to be true so what the fuck am I gonna do with a cum slut like you, whose man cunt can’t get any wider as its been used so many fucking times in the dark rooms.

‘get on the floor, face up, and I don’t want to hear a peep from your snivelling cunting lips’

You do just that, you get on the floor without a fucking word, you and you cock teasing tight jeans, so fucking marlboro man of you so fucking typical, you are so good, even when you are good, you piss me right off and it’s starting to show in my face and in my stance.

‘I wanna try something slightly different with you this time’ i say, ‘just a bit of tape and you, on the floor, thats all, bit like your head being taped to the floor and you cant move it.’

‘oh, ok’ you replied, another one of those cheeky grins and a raised eyebrow later, you pushed another frigging button.

Perfect.

You lay there, all motionless, all trained up, all lovely and masculine, you know what you want but i have the job of guessing it all out, you don’t tell me anything cos i dont ask you, that was one condition you asked of me anthing else is just play for you.

You are the toilet, a beautiful toilet, guys piss in your pockets and you dont complain, they wipe their arses over your legs and chests once they dumped on their other pigs and you still dont complain, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT???

Incredibly annoying, your mind games.

‘This is what I’m gonna do to you’ I pause for a moment for you to listen intently ‘ im going to tie you up as usual, rigid police issue cuffs on your ankles with a chain wrapped round them attached to a hook to the floor.’

‘ok, sir’

even your ok sir is too perfect I want you to hate me but still be here, in this den of disgust.

‘Your arms are gonna have to be roped im afraid so i want you to relax them so you can be stretched and not move your upper body’

I glance down, a fucking superb upper body too, That thing could kill me, or smother me and then kill me, you are loving this, me taking in your flesh, your big flesh, you want it wrapped in rubber but why hide that, hide yours, should hide your face cos you are too cocky with it and that changes my plans slightly.

I grab my rolls of gaffa tape, red and yellow, and some cling film, ‘right pig, im gonna wrap your head in film and leaving your mouth nose and eyes open cos, well, who wants to hide that pretty face of yours for more than a minute hey?’

you giggle and fuck me off again, you pressed another button. now I fucking hate you again.

The cling film wraps around your head a bit snug and you give off a couple of grunts, then another, i’m thinking why cant you shut the fuck up for a change… ‘oh right, forgot, nose and mouth, sorry’ I tear a couple of holes for you and you gasp slightly for air.

Nice i think, some control somewhere, all might not be lost on this specimen.

‘Not smiling now I see’ noticing your tight lips curling downward slightly.

‘Nah, it’s alright’ you told me, thats one of ‘it’s alrights’ where you can guess whats coming but you cant guess enough, lifes like that when you happen to be a gay bitch faggot, we use you for our uses, not yours.

‘Hold still, this bits important not to screw up’ I lied, I can manage now, you are slightly hesitant and if you move you know what you will get, a stun gun in your ribs cos you can see it laying on the floor next to your head. I dont plan on using it, i plan on using you but you need the idea planted in your head that I will use it on a pig, after all, every good sub ends going bad.

I roll out a strip of gaffa tape, and sit across your chest, not sitting too hard on you but enough to let you know, I’m sticking around a bit.

First one goes across your forehead and the ends meet the floor, i roll out a few more and over lap the first, then I start working around your face, running the tape round your rough cheeks and around your chin, adding layer after layer, making them meet on the floor, with all this red and yellow tape, you head is starting to look like a boiled sweet, I snigger at that thought and you just look at me with your piercing eyes, straight into mine. For a moment, I feared you then I picked up the tazer, flashed it on in front of your eyes and you squirm and jolt for a moment.

‘Yeah, fucking right’ I nod my head a couple of times ‘now you feeling a bit scared eh?

‘A bit, yeah’ gulping slightly,

‘dont worry, i won’t stun you… yet pig, not your time’ I can play mind tricks just as good as you and your gulping throat just reminds me of the perfect sub under this giant boiled sweet exterior, fuck it I think, a few strips over his throat too, improvising has always been a slight skill.

finnished that bit, I change into yesterday’s sweaty soccer kit, after letting it hang outside in the rain it has a certain stench of wet grass, not overbearing but harsh enough to smell, the sock’s feet were still wet and foisty, the top was damp and stained with mud and rain, nice and streaky. i wandered over to the pigs head, I giggle again,that sounds like a pub name, not attractive as this pigs head though, I kneel over your still and motionless taped head and pick up the tazer, i set it running and turn it up to max, the volts just streaming from my hand, you know this max setting fucking hurts, it leaves bruises. bad bruises, and you fucking hate it so much you wanna leave but you are the pig of the day, you know whats good for you. I raise some spit in my mouth, swilling it round building it up, then let it fall to your face, and again, more spit leaves my mouth onto your face, I rub it round your sweet lips and eyes with my hardening cock, and motion the tazer towards your face. Boy you are fucking struggling, the ropes get really taught, the chain is rattling and the tape crinkles slightly.

‘thats right cunt pig, struggle a bit more and the pain lasts longer’

you stop, waiting and panting your heaving chest, I lean over towards your groin and undo your button fly all the way down, ‘no underwear, good pig’. I flash the tazer again and again you flinch. You have no idea that I won’t use it but I love the power I got, not even you can take it away from me. Im loving your heavy breathing, the hesitant breaths you take get me going, makes me want to break your slutty little arse into next week, you are so hot I count myself lucky to have you to myself.

‘Ok, here’s the deal, you do what I say, no fucker gets hurt’ as I say in a flippant voice, I grab my scissors and start cutting away at your jeans, up one leg, up to the waist and they just fall loosely to the floor, god your legs are sweet, powerful hairy man scented sexy mother fucking legs worth every moment to look at, I cut your other jeans leg open and pull at the remaining to totally remove your jeans from you, from my floor from my place.

You lay there, your heaving chest with nice soft tufts of hair all the way down to your stomach, your leg hairs looking mysteriously pert adn wafting as you shake slightly, i think you shampoo your leg hair but that would be stupid and your cock hair, you love that too, you can tell, it sculpts itself around your shaft, all nice and short as your leg hair, and your balls are totally shaved smooth, nice long hanging sacks of cum waiting to be released.

‘Pig cunt’ I authorise as I sit just slightly below your cock, gripping it gently and pulling your skin back gently, I glance at you manly piss hole, a drop of precum eminates from it, oh yeah, you are so fucking loving this ‘pig cunt, answer me’

‘Yes……yes sir…’ you reply.

‘Fuck the sire sir lordship shite, pigs can’t talk, they just grunt, got it, pig?’

‘Grunt’

I want you to piss as much as you can to get my kit nice and wet for me, can you do that pig boy?’

‘Grunt’

I think that’s a yes.

I gently and lightly stroke you nice man cock, the bulbous head shaping above the veiny long shaft ‘come on pig, piss now’ I order you do as you are told, you let out a slow stream at first and I squeeze your cock slightly to make it last longer.

Now how the fuck can you do that I thought to myself, piss on command, Just as it’s asked of you, amazing, i think your psychic but dismiss it and put it down to good training.

I sit closer to your cock and angle your stream towards my shorts and shirt, your warm yellow juices flowing over me and instantly soaking in making the fabric cling to me, fuck yeah it feels so good, the warm golden liquid pouring over me, I feel myself stiffening up because of you, I usually dont, it’s just businessto us, but you make me hard you big beautiful worthless piece of shite. You spurt your piss over me, all over the front of my shirt and down the shorts, every part of the fabric clinging to me, god you are good but not even this piss play lasted forever you tense your stomach to try and get more out but you can’t.

Already, both of us are hard, all of our buttons have been pressed but not all, not just yet, your manly throbbing shaft laying on your beautiful stomach, I pull the leg away from myshorts to let my shaved cock flop out, you feel the sensation rarely felt by me, i hardly ever get my cock out for a sub pig but you are good, better than most,

I grip both of our cocks in my hand, not too tight and we feel our foreskins loving each other, our bell ends making contact and I slowly stroke us both off. You moan with hghtened pleasure, ‘oh yeah trash, you are a good piece of shit to have around here’.

you moan again, both of us squirt a drop of precum, and i round the drops up with my finger and feed it to your lips, you poke your pink big tongue out and take it like the worthless pig you are, I carry on wanking you for a couple of minutes then move myself up to your face, I position myself so you can see right up the leg of my shorts, you have a spot on view of my shaved cock with a tight cock ring on and veiny shaft, all hard because of you.

‘Pig boy’

‘Grunt’

‘Open your pig mouth and take your reward you fucking piece of shit’. That kinda ruined the moment for me but best keep the act going. You open your grinning mouth and stick your tongue out, expecting my masterful cock you get something else, i sit on your nose and mouth with my wet shorts on, and rub them around your face, spreading your piss over your face.

‘Dry my cunting shorts and do a fucking good job you useless fucking pig’ I shout at you, no need for that i though, you are good at following orders but it sounded good, I feel your tongue probing me, licking and sucking at the nyon material, fuck you are good, you send shivers to my spine ‘good pig’ i say gently, ‘keep that tongue of yours going’.

I tweak your nipples round between my fingers and you moan nicely again, you love that too, combined with these sweaty smelly shorts, your piss covering them and you nipples glowing, you should be loving it.

I sit harder on your face inhibiting your breathing and you squirm for breath, forcing you to gulp harder down on my groin, you breath in deeper the foisty smell and taste of piss and damp rain, it smelled good to me and it certainly smelled good to you as your cock was still producing precum all loaded onto your stomach, i scoop it up and raise myself, showing you your own man juices to you on my fingers licking them dry.

‘God, you are so fucking good, always nice to me, always eager to please me, you pig’.

‘Grunt’ and a heaving breath.

‘You remembered to grunt, good pig, im going to be nice to you now pig, would you like that, eh pig?’.

I see your eyes gleam slightly, ‘hmm, grunt’

Your grunt made a pleasing sound to my ears, ‘aah, good pig’. I stroke around your body savouring every second i have you, then I stand up and drop my piss soaked shorts to the floor making a deep sloshing sound on the laminate and stand over your chest.

I start to play with my metal ringed cock again, keeping it hard, vainy and painful, tight rings always did that, but it was a nice pain, a pain worth savouring.

‘Pig, you ought to remember, i only do this to find your limits and i dont think you have any do you?’

‘Grunt’

Fuck you I think, what a perfect answer. I spread my hands above your head and let my stringing juicy cock waver over your mouth and place a peg on your nose to keep your mouth open, there is no other choice for you, i lower my bellend, my juicy wet bell end into your mouth and you close your lips around it.

‘Ooh fucking yeah pig, nice lips for a slutty trash faggot like you’. You suck and pull on my hardened purple bell end, it feels like you want to suck the cum out manually, instantly from me, dirty pig, keep going, keep sucking my cock.

Finally I let go, you cant breath through your nose and you keep making gasps of air whilst sucking me off, then suddenly I force it out, I make the biggest fountain, the hardest muscle i can find and push all my piss into your perfect mouth as fast as I can.

You gulp and squirm, writhing because you certainly were not expecting that one, I never did that to you before, you perfect pig with your perfectly trimmed cock, take my hot gushing stream of hot piss. I feel it splashing back on me, along and up my shaft and on my stomach, piss running down the gaffa tape and resting on the floor.

‘You gagging already pig, can you handle this pig, you saying what you fucking piece of shit?’

I never heard a thing but you gulping down my piss and sucking on my cock, sucking really hard, your cheeks pulled in needing more and more of my golden piss in your stomach, you aint no whore just a good past time for me.

I eventually finnish of my piss and I am satisfied with you performance but you aint ever gonna hear that line from me, you should never hear that line from me, then where would this go, where would you go, some other sleazy fucker would get you and I would be left a large space on my floor.

‘Hey pig’ as I kneel above your taped face, you cant move your head at all can you?’

‘Grunt’

‘Good, cos for a change, this time, you are gonna gag on my cock.’

I position myself upsidedown in the 69 postition but I’m not gonna suck your cock, that’s for later, ‘open wide boy’ I said firmly, ‘open your pretty fuck hole for me’ I wasn’t going to make this nice for you either, you cant move your head so making you gag and choke is going to be dead easy, I lower ym burning hard solid bell end into your mouth and just pump yout throat for all I have, pushing deeper and deeper into you mouth feeling your throat flex and pulse with nearly every thrust of my piss soaked slimey meat, this is what you deserve, no luxuries, no mercy, and I keep on pounding your throat, you delicate man fuck hole forcing my precum out into you.

Thrusting away I feel my stomach tightening, my cock getting hotter and hotter, you pull on my shaft and head, forcing me to cum quicker needing my hot thick spunk in your mouth, I start to pound your mouth harder, I feel the need to cum inside you, give you my rotten dirty seed to taste and choke on, pounding your mouth I get faster and sweat develops on my back and forehead.

‘You cunt’ I yelp, I cant hold it back any longer, you are a real good cock sucker, the power of your lips draws the cum out from my cock and then all of a sudden, I feel my thick hot cramy jizz shoot hard and fast into your mouth, I push hard into your mouth with every pulse that my cock makes, 7, 8, 9, 10 shots of thick cum deposited into you mouth and you gulp every single drop not even wasting any of it.

‘You greedy pig’ I laughingly say, and draw my cock out from you, drops of spunk falling onto your face, I bend down and lick them off, keeping them on my tongue I pass the back to you, sliding my cum coated tongue over yours.

‘Perfect’ I say, ‘Just perfect’

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My college days had come to an end, I was now officially a college graduate. What to do with my life was the next question, yet unanswered, I needed some time, time to get away for a while and get my thoughts together and make some plans. I layed in my bed back home again from college and just laying there looking out the window at the beautiful night sky filled with stars, like my thoughts and just as many. I was in a quandry and I thought I would just make my decision in the morning.

I slid my hand down into my boxers and started to slowly rub my hardening cock, some how this relaxed me, and at least got my mind to center on one thing, at least for the moment. I felt the hardening taking place in my cock and I raised up and slid down my boxers and started rubbing my rather ample testicles, and my nicely thick seven and a half inch uncut cock, and for some reason it felt extremely good tonight, I felt the pre-cum start leaking out of the opening of my cockhead and I just lightly and slowly took my thumb and forefinger retracted my foreskin and slathered it over the swelling and throbbing head, fuck man it was feeling just awesome, my mind went back to a week or so before and my thoughts were tuned into a young college professor that I had become intimate with and I remembered his hot mouth as it gently layed itself upon the head of my throbbing cock, the feeling was just awesome, Mr. Killion could win and award with his hot mouth because he could really suck a cock, I could still feel his hot breath as he breathed across the sensative head of my engorged member and I felt my heartbeat increase, Ughmm, I could still feel his hot lips and tongue and God what a sensation, and the rememberance was working its majic on my cock. I was leaking pre-cum like a fountain and I was giving my cock a real workover, thrusting my hips upward, as the thoughts came flooding back into my mind of that mouth and tongue that was licking my cock like an ice cream cone, Mr. Killion was grunting as he pumped my cock with his mouth and stroked his cock at the same time, I was about there, faster, more intense was the sucking and stroking, I was lifting myself up off the bed and slathering my cock like a fucking madman, God the feeling was so Intense, my cock was hard as a cylinder of granite and I felt that churning in my lower parts and the mental picture was there, Mr. Killion took my cock all the way to the hilt and massaged my nuts as I started jerking and moaning and flooding his mouth with my sweet love nectar, I came to back to my present position in bed and realized I had shot a load of cum all over my hand, my stomach and even had a stream upon my mouth and face, God it was awesome.

I cleaned up with some tissues and layed over on my side, pulled my boxers back on and covered with a sheet and gently and so relaxedly fell into a deep restfull dreamless sleep.

The morning sun comming thru the window woke me up as I smelled the coffee brewing downstairs in Moms kitchen, and I got up dressed in my trousers and tee shirt and went down to the kitchen and got a cup of coffee, Mom said Good morning Son, I said morning Mom, she said breakfast will be ready in a few minutes the biscuits are almost done, and I made your favorite Fried potatoes, eggs, and Milk Gravy, I said that sounds wonderful Mom, I haven’t had your biscuits and gravy in god know when, she smiled and returned to the stove. I ate my wonderful breakfast and Mom ask me what I planned to do now that I had graduated, I said Im gonna go away for a while to get my thoughts together Mom, she said Oh! Well do what you must, Remember you always have a home to come to if you need it, I got up kissed Mom on the cheek and said, Thanks Mom I really love you.

I packed my back pack and took some camping gear and loaded it up into my little compact car and headed for the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range, I had decided to go on a Hikeing adventure and get away for a few days.

I finally got way back up into the mountains and found a place to park the car and started my Hike up into the wilderness. I can’t tell you how beautiful the scenic beauty of the place was and the wooded area had so many beautiful places, I took so many picutres and I finally got several miles into the wilderness and I found a perfect spot to set up my tent and make camp. I pitched the tent and made a circle of rocks for a campfire and yes I was in an area that allowed campfires. It was about dusk there when I got all my gear stowed away into the tent and I made me a pot of coffee on the campfire and then set off exploring and I walked upstream on this beautiful little running stream and I found a gorgeous water cascade of falls I noticed a clearwater pool at the base of the falls and thought that I was a great for a bath or waterfall shower and I walked over and being alone in the wilderness I stripped naked and sorta meandered into the stream and into the pool, the water was cool but not cold and I was standing at the base of the water falls and letting the water gently fall over my naked body and I felt so alive and just full of life and energy, I was fantastic and I started gently rubbing over my body, and feeling so sexy, I noticed my nuts were drawn up into my body and my cock was sticking up hard and ready for some action, and I started stroking it, and I felt so free and well you know that feeling. It didn’t take very long to come to a fantastic climax and shot a huge load into the water and watched it slowly float on down the stream, I just stood there totally naked before nature and Yelled ‘Fucking Awesome’ I wanted to share that moment with the world, and then I got a strange feeling like someone was watching me and I looked around and didn’t see anyone, and thought, oh well maybe it’s being alone in these massive woods and mountains, my mind was playing tricks, but no matter how I tried I couldn’t get the thought that someone was watching me out of my mind.

I went to the campsite and got ready for bed I crawled into my sleeping bag and I layed back and listened to the quiet night sounds they were awesome, about two in the morning I heard a sound like someone’s footsteps outside my tent and I grabbed my hunting knife just in case and I looked out the flap of my tent, I saw a shadow of a man, and said whos there but no one answered, I once again thought It was my imagination.

I awoke with the morning sun to a gorgeous day, and decided to take a morning dip and I walked down to the pool and water fall and I say a naked man jump behind the falls and disappear into the waterfall. I, not thinking, jumped bareassed naked into the pool and swam (I was on the swim team in college too) and quickly made for the falls, I got there and jumped behind the falls and there next to rock kinda in a small cave was a very handsome young man about in his mid twenties and built like a brick shit house with his arms all folded up and sorta shaking from the coolness of the water. I said who are you and why are you hear, He was totally naked and he said I was just taking a wash off and I noticed his rather well endowed cock was hard as a rock and sorta jerking upward with each beat of his heart and I said man do you always get a hardon in this situation and he smiled and said sorta embarassed like, he said fuck man, you should talk, I had forgotten I was stark naked too and I didn’t give thought to the fact of seeing him had given me an erection like stone. I just smiled and said sorry man that happenes when I see a good looking guy, He kinds looked startled and said when you see a good looking guy, I didn’t realize it had slipped out like that, And I said yea, the truth is I’m gay and I love to see young good looking men naked and that ain’t all I like to do either, He said Like what else, I said I like to suck cock, and fuck ,and be fucked and be sucked off by other guys, I thought what difference does it make if he knows, He don’t know me, and I dont know Him, so who cares. He’ll be gone in a few minutes anyway,

but my body wanted him bad, and then he said can we swim and wash off together for a while, do you mind If I join you? I said hell no, its a free country, why should I mind? He just smiled and said, thanks that would be great. We dove into the pool and he started getting friendlier and even began to get playful and I rather enjoyed his company. We played in the water for about a half hour and He said I have to go, and got out and walked into the forest naked and was gone.

That puzzeled me and I got up and layed back on my towel there on the pine needles and let the sun dry my naked body.

I hiked some mountain trails and explored some of the surrounding valleys and areas of interest and about dusk I went back to my little campsite. I built a fire and pulled out some provisions and had me some cheese and bread and some snack foods I had brought, And of course I had bottled water and the ever popular coffee. I got to getting sleepy and I went to bed, I fell asleep about 10 p.m and about 2 a.m I awoke having to piss and I got up and went outside of my tent and I thought I heard footsteps and I had a flashlight and I shined it toward the area of the sound and I saw a figure and I said Hey come on out where I can see you, and I noticed it was a Forest Ranger, I said what are you doing? He said, Don’t be alarmed, Its my job to check out the campers in this area to make sure that while they are asleep their fires are kept under control and not get away with themselves, and I said Oh! I never thot of that! and then he said hey got any coffee made? and I said yea! I just have to warm it up on the campfire. He said great and I noticed it was my little naked friend from the pool, he was a Forest Ranger, I said I remember you, He said I remember you too!

He set down by the fire and we put a log on the fire we made small talk and I said look at me setting here in my underwear, I feel awkward, He said Hey man you look awesome to me. I said as I remembered his cock, and my mind started doing it’s own thing. He said I’m Mark, a ranger in these hills and I keep an eye on campers, and their fires, and It gets kinda lonly up here in these mountains sometimes and it’s nice to talk to someone every so often, I said I’ll bet it does.

I said I’ll bet it takes away from your love life or marriage, He just smiled, Not married, and no girlfriend he said, I just looked kinda surprised and said Your not married and don’t have a girlfriend, he said Nope never had one, don’t want one. tried it once and gave it up for something better, I said better, what do you mean?

He smiled and said, I think you know what I mean and he leaned over my way and Kissed me square on the mouth and took the back of my head and said this is what I mean, His tongue slipped into my mouth and started licking all over my inner mouth and tongue, And the shock, this gorgeous, hunk Ranger, fuck man. his eyes were penetrating,

his white teeth, everything about just screamed sex, I was hotter than hell at that moment and said yea! I really do know what you mean and I watched him stand up and start by removing his shirt and then his boots and then his trousers, sock and down to his white briefs bulging with masculine goodness and I was lost, I had been reduced to a blubbering fool and was muttering and blundering and studdering and I said oh fuck man, I want you bad just do what ever you want to me, and he removed his briefs and that eight inch really thick cock was standing at attention like a true soldier and I said onward march and I just jumped down and engulfed his cock to the hilt in one swift move, He jumped back a little and said Hold on there buckaroo! lets do this together and he started undressing me, there we stood before all god and nature naked both with rageing hard cocks and nuts about to explode and I said wanna come into my tent and lay with me, He said I thought you’d never ask and smiled and then he grabbed something from his shorts and came into the tent, and as soon as we hit the sleeping bag we were all over each like ‘stink on dogshit’ I wanted to swallow this guy whole and then we got into a sixtynine position and started sucking each other and I thought, fuck at this rate I won’t last long, His cock tasted fantastick and mine felt that way. Mark was hilting my cock and taking his tongue while my cock was deep in his throat and licking my nutsack with his tongue. No one had ever done that to me not even Professor Killion.

well Mark was sucking and wimpering and grunting all at the same time and so was I, I wanted his cream so bad I was about to take a bite out of his cock. Mark was just steadily working my cock over and then I felt his cock jerking and shooting into my mouth and fuck man that did it, took me over the edge and I started shooting my load and It was fucking awesome, Mark was sucking like a starving baby after the milk in a bottle and I was giving it to him, He layed back with my cock still in his hand after licking it totally clean and said that was fucking marvelous and then he said You were the first uncut man I have ever sucked off, I said really, he said really man and I loved it, I had been told about them and seen a few but your my first, I leaned over and kissed him and said well man you can have access to mine anytime you want, He said can I sleep here with you, I said don’t you have a superior to report to, he smiled and said, I am the superior Ranger at this post, I said fuck man I just blew a superior officer and giggled and he laughed and we layed back and he said can I sleep with you in my arms and I said It would be my pleasure.

We awoke with morning wood as usual and Mark reached over and said lets start the day out right and he grabbed my hard cock and said try this on for size and he jumped up and set down on my hard cock and started pumping my cock into his ass and fuck man it was so hot and it took about three minutes and I was shooting my load up his turd tunner and It was fucking fenominal and I said me now, he said can’t got to get back to the ranger station for morning reports. I said will you come back He said every night while your here, if you want? and He did every night while I was there and we almost fucked and sucked ourselves raw. We are still, to this day best buds and guess what I decided what I wanted to do with my life since college, I am now a Forest Ranger in the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range and guess who is my Superior Officer, My friend and partner Mark.

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He couldn’t help but feel nervous, as he parked and looked over at the gas station. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but still, he felt the dread of walking in and suddenly being confronted by some nasty remarks or comments. Damn straights he thought, why did they make life so complicated?

It wasn’t like he had gotten Chip drunk or anything, wasn’t even like he had made the first move. It had all been Chip’s idea, and he had obliged. Sure, the guy was hot, had a nice dick too, and would have been fun to have as one of those casual type sex friends. Hell, who knows, it might have led to a bit more than him sucking Chip off, but not now.

They always made things so difficult. So the guy found out he liked a guy sucking his wick, like that would suddenly make him Queer? Course the real problem was, some of them actually were Gay, not that they’d ever admit it. He never understood that. After all just because you liked dick didn’t make you suddenly into cooking, or into becoming a hair dresser.

He knew a few who were into Rugby, now that wasn’t a sissy sport, and none of his gay buddies were into being Hair Dresser’s either. Some could cook, but it was because they either learnt how, or starved. So what was it that got guys like Chip becoming dickheads after a good blowjob?

Christ, he should be used to it. After all he did say guys checked him out in the locker room, and it wasn’t like he had sucked him off in front of everyone, nor was he about to tell anyone. Well, okay he might sort of let it slip with a few of his friends, but it wasn’t like they ever came to the gas bar, or would dare say anything to Chip, if they ever met him.

So why the fucking hassle? It made no sense, as he climbed out of the car, to head towards what he felt would be a difficult graveyard shift. He also wondered if Chip would even show up, or had he already called in to quit, or come up with some other lame excuse, so as to not work the shift with him? In some ways that would be the best solution, if he had simply quit, though somehow he figured he’d have heard by now.

He felt a sort of cold chill inside, as he approached the small station hut. It wasn’t busy, given how expensive gas was, but it seemed more quiet than normal. Could simple be the day of the week, but his imagination was running wild. In a way, he hoped Chip would show up, or would make a scene, least it would be over with in short order. This waiting for the hassle was too much.

Stepping inside he saw the day shift manager, who nodded as usual and glanced up at the clock. He always did that, then would come his usual grunt. The guy just wasn’t one for words, and Dawson wondered what he was like in bed. Did he moan, groan, or just lay on top panting as he rammed his dick into his latest?

Part of working here, was the fun at wondering how the other’s were in bed, but as the thought flashed across his mind, he couldn’t help but recall how Chip had been. Man the guy had been loud, which usually was a sign of enjoyment, so why the fuss? He really wanted to know, to maybe even see if he could recognize any sign, so he wouldn’t screw up again.

Then there were all those phone calls. Fuck, he was becoming a nervous wreck and his shift hadn’t even started. He signed in, and leaned back waiting for the time to take over. As the clock moved towards the hour, he saw the day manager look at him, then outside. There was no sign of Chip yet, and he could hear the wheels in the guy’s head turning.

‘Your helper is late.’

‘Yeah, no problem, you can take off.’

‘Good, things to do, or I’d stick around.’

‘Yeah, it’s cool.’

As he watched him leave, he knew that even if he had asked, the guy would have had an excuse of why he couldn’t stay beyond his shift. Maybe he had a second job or something, but Dawson had to admit, the guy was the least talkative of the entire staff. Still, he did his job, and there never was a problem on his shift, which was a record he matched, least so far.

Glancing at the clock, he swore, wondering if he should call in one of the stand by staff, but figured he’d tough it out alone for an hour or two. Still, calling someone in would mean waking them up, which was never fun. Then too, they’d be cranky once they did show up, so fuck it he thought, as his first customer rolled up to the pumps.

For the next few hours he was kept hopping. Between running to get the pumps working, ringing up the sales, swiping the cards, he didn’t get a second’s break. He also didn’t have the time to worry, and as the last customer for the moment handed him the $20 for the gas, he managed to take a deep breath.

It was then that he noticed the shaggy mop of hair standing in the door to the station. It was Chip, and he could see how he was watching him, his eyes focused right on Dawson. For a moment he felt his body tighten up, felt his hands ball up into a fist, as he stared back. If it was a fight the guy wanted, well fuck it, he’d give a good account of himself.

‘You’re late’

He watched the way his face seemed to tighten, how his whole body seemed tense, on edge. It really was as if the guy wanted to have a fight, yet there was that look in his eyes, that were sort of, well it looked like he was afraid. Hard to imagine, as the guy was well built, had played football, so he said, so he shouldn’t be afraid of a few blows. Still, he seemed more like a frightened deer, than an outraged straight boy.

Maybe it hadn’t been him making those phone calls? Could be coincidence, but then again, he rather doubted it. To get a heavy breather, right after doing a straight boy? Not bloody likely, then too, he did show up late, so obviously it had to be him.

Dawson pushed himself back upright, and stared at Chip. His lips were drawn tight, his face looking a bit white, as if the blood was all draining from it, but he didn’t say a word. He just stood there, looking defiant and scared at the same time. Neat trick, but Dawson didn’t have time for the bullshit, he was tired from working non stop.

Moving forward, he could see how tightly Chip was holding himself. Could he be thinking that Dawson was going to attack him or something? Or maybe he figured Dawson had outed him or something?

‘You got something to say, or just planning on standing there all night?’

‘No, I haven’t got anything to say.’

‘Yeah I gathered that from your phone calls earlier, so you going to work your shift or what?’

Dawson noticed how his shot had gone home. Straight and true, as Chip seemed to tremble a bit. His legs twitched, and the hands hanging at his side moved too, but he just looked at Dawson, like he didn’t know which way to run, or even if he should run.

As he got closer, he could see the thin lines on Chip’s forehead stretched taut, the way his jaw was defined by the tautness of his face. It was obvious he was on edge, and as he looked down, he couldn’t help but notice the balled up fists. He also couldn’t help but see that his basket was bulging a bit. Strange, he may be about to wind up in a fist fight with him, but here he was, checking his basket.

Chip hadn’t said anything yet, as he got closer. Looking back up at his face, he knew that Chip had caught him checking him out. The jaw was even more clenched, but the hands stayed down, maybe waiting for Dawson to get closer, or maybe just to stay there.

‘I gotta hit the john, you going to watch the front for me?’

‘I’ll watch it’

‘Gee, how generous of you, I won’t be long, then maybe you’ll tell me if you are planning to work your shift or not.’

He kept himself moving, ignoring the flash of anger from his sarcastic retort, but fuck it. He had enough of the childish games, and if Chip was pissed about being blown earlier, it was his own damn fault. He was the one who made the moves, Dawson would have been just fine going home, jerking off, and forgetting about Chip. Not like he needed Chip either, he had guys he could call, who would satisfy him, so fuck it.

Slamming the door, he felt his own anger rising. He scolded himself, for giving in this morning, but the whole thing wasn’t his fault. Okay, so he jerked off thinking about the guy, big fucking deal. Like he didn’t expect Chip to find out, and he didn’t seem to mind when he did. Hell, he invited him for coffee, not the other way around.

As he pulled his dick out, to take his piss, he felt it thicken a bit. He had to admit, Chip did have a nice dick, and his cum had been good, still, it wasn’t worth all this shit. Struggling a bit, he finally managed to get himself calmed down, as the piss began to stream out. He had held it way too long, as he felt the relief in his bladder.

As the last dribbled out, he began to push it back into his shorts, reaching for the zipper, when he felt the cold wind across his back. Turning around quickly, he noticed the door had swung open, that the force of him slamming it had made it not latch fully. There in the door frame was Chip, standing and just staring at him.

Dawson zipped up quickly, and turned around to glare back at Chip. Fuck, just what he needed. He was suddenly feeling very angry, not at himself, but at Chip.

‘See all you wanted?’

He knew the second he said it, that it was perhaps not the right thing to say, but god damn it, he was tired of beating around the bush. The guy had wanted him to suck him off, now he was acting like he had been raped or something. The way he had stood there, out front, now here. What was his fucking problem?

Chip stepped aside, to let Dawson out, and followed him back into the station. He stood by the door, not coming all the way in. There was no sign of anyone else nearby, and it looked like he was guarding the door.

‘So? You gonna say anything, or just stand there?’

‘What do you want me to say?’

‘Not a fucking thing, Christ, what is your problem? You are acting like some, shit, I don’t know what.’

‘You always such an ass to guys you suck off, or just the new ones?’

He couldn’t believe his ears, as he stared for a second at Chip, his mouth hanging open in disbelief.

‘WHAT? Me being a dick? Like how many phone calls did I make to you, and not say shit? HOW MANY?’

‘Okay, okay, I am sorry, I just it scares me, I never, I mean I am sorry, okay? I uh, I should have said something, I just, oh shit, never mind. I’ll take off, so you won’t have to be so pissed.’

‘Oh sure, run away like some coward, you got a problem with me, spit it out, otherwise, well otherwise, get your head out of your ass and grow up.’

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’

‘Just what it means, Christ, so I sucked you off, wasn’t like you were forced.’

‘I know that, don’t you think I know that?’

‘Then, what? You’re acting like your shit is in a knot, so what is it then?’

He took a deep breathe, feeling totally exhausted already. In some ways it was like talking to a kid, in other ways he was just so mad, he didn’t care what he said or how. He was perspiring as he glared at Chip, at his pale face.

‘You wouldn’t understand, look, I am sorry, I never had something like that happen before, I mean, I uh, I never let, fuck, you know what I mean, you have to, you said you have done others’

‘Yeah, but, shit you liked it, didn’t you? Is that what has you all in knots, you liked it, and you just don’t want to admit it, do you?’

‘Maybe, I don’t know’

‘MAYBE? Come off it Chip, either you did or you didn’t.’

‘Does it matter?’

‘Not to me, obviously to you it seems to.’

‘I guess, I don’t know, I’

Suddenly Chip just looked so defeated, so crestfallen that for a brief instant Dawson wanted to reach out and pull him close, to hug him and pat him on the head, telling him everything was alright. Yet at the same time, he knew he wouldn’t take it for comfort, but for Dawson making a play for him. Hell, why did sex have to be so complicated?

He had enjoyed sucking him off, plus it obviously seemed like Chip had liked it as well. Didn’t seem like it should be such a big deal. Obviously it was, and the other straight guys, well, they didn’t seem to take it like Chip was.

‘Look, if you’re worried I am gonna tell the world, don’t, okay? It is just between us, doesn’t have to change anything, okay?’

The way Chip looked up at him, how his eyes seemed like they were on the verge of filling with tears surprised Dawson. He had no idea what was going on with the guy. First he had thought it was anger, then fear, now who knows. It was making him feel weird, inside.

He shrugged and stood up straight. There was no doubting that he had made up his mind about something, though Dawson had no idea what. For a brief moment, he thought he was going to just turn around and leave, but instead he sort of just shuffled inside. Chip made his way to the back of the station, grabbed his hat and reached inside his pocket, to get his name tag.

Putting it on, he turned around, giving Dawson a long look, that could be taken many ways. It was eerie, as he didn’t say a word, just looked, then his body sort of just seemed to relax. The tightened body relaxed, including the lines on his face, and around his jaw. The eyes seemed a bit glassy, but the threat of tears had evaporated.

Before he could say a word, the sound of a car driving into the lot echoed. Both of them turned to stare out, and before he could move, Chip was heading out to pump the gas. Dawson leaned back, feeling totally drained. He had no idea what else would happen, but at least the tension was over with.

Watching Chip lean over the front of the car, to wipe the windshield, he couldn’t help but admire his body. The arm stretched out, the way his back muscles seemed to flex, and the one leg lifted up in the air, as he stretched as far as he could, only added to Dawson’s sudden arousal. Christ, just what he needed. Like that was how he had gotten into this mess to begin with, but the idea of sending him for burgers later, made Dawson smile a bit.

Dawson shook his head and turned back inside, wondering if maybe he had some sort of death wish. Not that Chip would attack him, least of that he was now certain, but he sure seemed to be wanting to play with fire. To jerk off and still be thinking of Chip? After the whole day of worrying, was a bit insane, but then he turned and stole another glance of Chip.

Somehow he just knew he couldn’t let it go, or stop himself. He reached down and pushed his stiff dick to one side, hoping that if he stayed behind the cash counter, Chipper wouldn’t notice.

Strange really, to want to keep on thinking of him. Like, sucking his dick was good, but it wasn’t like Chip had the biggest dick he had ever tasted, nor did he have the hottest ass, or flattest stomach. Still, there was something about him that made Dawson not want to give up daydreaming about him.

In a way, Chip reminded him of another straight jock he had run into. Everyone called him Ace, but his real name had been Dean. Now there was a definite stud, and while he had the girls dripping off his arms, he also liked to have the odd fling with a guy. He wasn’t gay either, or so he said, but damn he could sure make you wonder.

Unlike Chip, he didn’t have long hair, nor did he have the Jock type of look, though he certainly had a good body. More of a swimmer type really, least he thought so. Rather a long body, long arms and legs, and man, what a dick on him. Okay, it wasn’t a monster, but certainly more than average, and uncut too. That always was a plus in his mind.

Dean had been just 18 when Dawson had met him, and it hadn’t taken long before he had copped a feel of the straight boy’s dick. His hand had enjoyed that rather long tube in his crotch, and he knew it was not a pair of rolled up socks either. Okay, so they had been drinking, and it was at one of those crazy college do’s. Fact was, Dean had come across as straight, but that was then.

Dawson smiled as he remembered just how horny the guy had been, how the instant he had moved his hand away from the guy’s crotch, he had his own crotch being squeezed and prodded. It was as if Dean was a natural groper too, at how his hand had reached under, pushed his balls up into his suddenly stiff dick. Man it had felt good, and from there, well things had sure moved fast.

Dean had led him outside the house where the party was, and seemed to know exactly where to take him. The guy was like a sex machine, at how he kept tugging at him, giving Dawson the impression that he couldn’t wait. That at any second he’d rip Dawson’s pants off, or his own.

He had led him to a spot, just behind a small little tool shed, and given how warm it was outside, he didn’t care it was outside. They could hear the loud noises coming from the house, see the lights flickering all over, but they were clearly hidden from view. The lights added to the wild time too.

The way they flickered over the swaying branches of the bushes that they were in the midst of. It was crazy at how as soon as they got out of sight, Dean began to strip, and urge him to as well. It was like a fire drill, rushing but not. How his shirt had flown off, to reveal that creamy skin, those perfect nipples. Then it was like day suddenly into night, at how quickly his pants were shoved down to his ankles, his uncut dick sticking out at him.

Dean had reached over, and grabbed Dawson’s face, holding his cheeks tightly as he planted one hell of a kiss on his lips, his tongue slipping in for a brief moment, then suddenly Dawson found himself being guided down onto his knees. Christ, it was amazing at how his body seemed to understand every push, every twitch of Dean’s hands.

How they forced him down, to where his eyes were at level with that hard cock. Dean’s fingers were spread over the sides of his head, and they began to pull him forward, which he didn’t object to. His mouth was already opening, as he saw the cock head glistening in the darkness, the odd flash of light from the house showing him what a beauty it was. How long it looked from that angle, how damn tasty it looked.

He had immediately put his own hands outward and up onto the muscular thighs. He could feel the skin, feel the muscles beneath curl and tighten up to his touch. Dawson could smell his scent too, as his eyes opened wider, as his head moved in eager to follow the pulling motion of the hands around the side and top of his head. The hairs on the back of his neck were on edge, as he breathed in the musky scent, the aroma of sweat, of testosterone, of Dean.

How his lips had wrapped around the head, easily swallowing the little drop of pre cum that was there, then moving quickly to gobble the huge pole up, to let it fill his mouth and throat. Dawson felt the excitement, just as he had that time, and he glanced out at the service bay. Chip was by the driver’s window, talking to the driver. He reached down, and adjusted his hard dick, as he licked his lips, remembering Dean.

The taste of that cock was much like Chips. The smell had been the same too, the aroma so heavy, so intoxicating as his mouth had swallowed the huge uncut dick. He had smelled it deeply, as his nose had pressed deeply into the soft groin. He had heard Dean grunt a little, just as Chip had that morning.

The way his hips pulled back, taking his cock out, then as his hands held him steady, had pushed back towards him. It was weird, at how he had moved his hips, to make his cock sort of corkscrew around, just as Chip had done. Dawson couldn’t believe how similar they were, except that Dean had been the aggressor, much more than Chip had been. Still, the way he moved, the way he smelled, and damn, when he began to move that cock in and out of Dawson’s mouth, it was just like Chip. His jaw hurt then, just like in the morning, and there was no stopping him either.

Fuck, how he had pounded his face, then pulled out, reaching down to pull his stiff dick up and shove his balls into Dawson’s face, was still one of his most memorable memories of that time. How good they felt crushing into his mouth, how he had instinctively began to lick at them, and then start to suck on each one. How he had moved his hands to rub and caress the upper thighs, to run one hand across that trembling stomach.

Unlike Chip, Dean was more silent. His voice was muted, but then it was probably because of where they were. The guys in the house weren’t what Dawson would call ‘gay friendly’ but then again, he hadn’t thought Dean was. Who knew, but obviously Dean wasn’t going to risk it. Still, the idea of sucking Dean off, all those other’s just a few yards away, had its moments.

The way Dean had moved from side to side, while Dawson licked and sucked at his sac, at the underside of that cock. It was like a natural, but he didn’t think of it then, he was too busy licking, and sucking. Then Dean had pulled back, and in one motion, aimed his cock right at Dawson. He rubbed it back and forth across Dawson’s lips, then he shoved it hard, deep into the mouth.

It had surprised him, as did the way his hands were clenching his shoulders. Fuck that had hurt, as the fingers dug deep into his flesh. Still, the force of the cock pressing in didn’t help his jaw feel any less pain. Man the guy was unhinged, as he shoved it in deep, then began to gyrate and pump.

For a brief instant he had gagged, but the motion didn’t miss a single beat. Dean was deaf to his moans, his gurgling sound, as the thick cock filled his mouth, and then somehow the pain only got worse.

The fingers were trying to crush his bones, or so it felt, as Dean shoved his cock in one more time, hard and all the way. He had gagged, felt like he was choking, as the cock dug deep down into his throat. Then he felt the tremor, the way the cock suddenly began to shudder, to shiver actually. He felt the groin press into his face even more, felt his hands slide down, to grip Dean’s hips.

There was a sort of growl, or deep moan that startled him, but he didn’t have time to think of what it was, as he felt the cock head rear back, and then spring forward. Dawson knew it was about to fill his throat and mouth, and he tried to relax the muscles, to be ready, but as the first load of salty sweet cum began to roar into his throat, he wasn’t ready.

Cum was flowing down his throat, and up it too, filling his mouth. He could feel it against the back of his teeth, as he tried to swallow, as his head tried to jerk back. Dean’s hands suddenly were off his shoulder, clutching at his hair, twisting it as the cum dribbled out of the corners of his mouth. He heard the moan as he quickly tried to swallow, to keep it all inside.

Just when he thought he would pass out from the lack of air, from all the thick cream that was rolling down his throat, filling his mouth, he felt the pressure ease a bit. Dean’s hands were no longer pulling or twisting at his hair, but were limb. The cock in his mouth was still, the odd tremor making it twitch, but he knew it was over.

He had time to swallow, as he heard the hard heavy breathing from above. Opening his eyes he stared up Dean’s body, seeing how it shook, how it trembled as the rolling waves of pleasure continued to wrack Dean’s whole body. How the thighs were quivering, the muscles twitching still, as he leaned back, one hand wrapped tightly around the cock base. He sighed, as he licked at the last drops of cum from the cock head, felt Dean quiver, then he let his hand down.

He looked up, and realized he wasn’t behind any house, that he was at work. Standing in the door was Chip, staring at him with wide open eyes. Dawson knew he couldn’t see his bulging basket, but in looking at Chip, he knew that he knew. He could see it in his eyes, as the guy looked at him, then looked over his shoulder at the empty lanes by the gas pumps.

Turning back to look at Dawson, he just stared, then asked Dawson if he wanted him to go get him a burger or something. Dawson just nodded, and as he watched, he wondered what it was about Chip that had him so friggin horny, even after all the shit from today. As Dawson reached down to push his cock to one side, Chip stopped and turned to him.

‘Should I make more noise on the way back?’

The corner’s of Chips eyes were lifted up, the eyebrows raised, and there also was a bit of curl to his lips, sort of giving him a sort of mischievous look.

‘Better or you might get an eyeful.’

Chip stared at him, then as he began to head off, he turned back with a parting shot.

‘That a promise?’

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It was a baking hot day and i was relaxing at the park with some friends when my brother came over wit Lobb and his other mates we started speaking and he sat down as he was talking to my mates Lobb whispered to me ‘oi come here i wanna talk to you’ i got up and left my brother chatting away.

Me and Lobb walked to the other side of the park he was telling me how good the other night was and he hasn’t thought of anything else since we hoisted ourselves over a fence and wandered into the woods ‘when can we do it again’ he asked ‘whenever you want’ i replied cheekily ‘now’ he said putting his hand on his belt i reached forward holding his hand ‘not right here lets go over there’ ‘i want it now’ he demanded pulling me to him i put my hand over his shoulder and kissed him his hot touch sent me into overdrive

I dragged him over behind a bush and dropped to my knees i unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans unleashing his massive 10inch rock hard cock, god had i missed that, i leant forward and held it still he shuddered and his jeans slid down around his ankles i started licking around his throbbing helmet teasing him ‘not again’ he groaned he ran his fingers threw my hair to the back of my head which he held tightly i opened up and he pushed my head forward his massive thick cock slid into my mouth and down my throat i closed my lips around his thickness and started sucking it hard i held it and he held my head with both hands he pushed me back and forth forcing it right down my throat i got back used to it and started sucking harder going further down taking more of his cock i gave him deepthroat so hard for ages he pulled me free of his cock i gasped out of breath he pulled me up and turned me around

He ripped my jeans down over my awaiting ass i felt him smother my hole in his spit then place his cockend against my eager opening he teased me by pushing it around my hole up and down my asscrack as if searching for the bullseye i was moaning in pleasure and was absolutly gagging for it i begged him ‘oh put it in, come on i wanna feel you inside me slide your cock in now’ he knew what he was doing now and i was going crazy then he rammed it in breaking right through and deep in me ‘oh’ was all i could moan he adjusted himself and i put my legs wider he held my hips and started to slowly fuck me sliding his cock further and further in me i groaned and bucked my hips back on his cock begging for more i clenched onto a tree in front of me and took him pummeling his huge cock in me so hard he reached forward and clenched onto my shoulders holding me still i couldn’t move he stood there and absolutly obliterated my ass pounding the fuck out of me so hard every time he thrusted into me he would stop a little and stuff the rest in each time was getting better and better untill he had his whole cock all 10inches all deep inside me it felt amazing he held me and thrusted in and out of me so fast pulling nearly all out then ramming it all back in each hard thrust his big balls slapped against me it was so hot i could feel the sheer power behind him he fucked me so hard and it was all so thrilling being outside in the woods where someone could walk round and catch us at any time.

He pulled back retracting his whole cock out of my gaping hole i stood up my legs felt like jelly i kissed him and he pulled of his jacket throwing it on the floor behind me ‘lie down’ he demanded this was hot, i lay back and he knelt in between my legs i lifted them up and spread them he held my ankles pushing my legs wider and further down letting my gaping hole be in perfect range i put my arms up putting my legs threw them holding them up he rubbed his cock on my hole making me groan in pleasure he spread my asscheeks and slowly pushed his cock in me it took my breath away as it slid the whole way into me he leant over me and started to fuck me hard thrusting himself back and forth pounding me so hard i groaned so loudly i’m surprised knowone heard he fucked me like this for ages i was staring at him right in the eyes all the way threw him pummeling the fuck out of me his sweat dripped from his face and he groaned every time he did one big long thrust pushing his massive cock deep into me.

I let my legs free and put them over his broad shoulders he fucked me even harder it was so good my legs slid around his waist and he held my hips pounding me hard his massive cock impaled all the way into me stretching my ass wide aswell he put his hand under my back lifting me up onto him he sat back and i slid right down his cock he was hitting all the right spots making me groan like a bitch i bounced off his cock so hard riding him bareback i could feel him throbbing inside me about to explode i lifted myself off his massive cock and he knelt up i leant down and tossed him off he moaned in pleasure i opened up and started sucking his dick ‘oh yes you suck that dick after its been in your tight ass suck it suck it’ he grunted throwing my head back and forth i sucked it so hard he gripped me so tight he slowed down and i felt his cock throb in my mouth it was as hard as steel he held me down grunting i couldn’t get off but didnt mind he started to slowly fuck my face making me give him deepthroat hard then about 6 spurts off his hot thick tasty load splattered the back of my throat filling my mouth up it was all salty and so thick i swallowed of course and sucked him dry he let go of my head and i got off out of breath his cock seeped the last bit i didnt let that go to waste i leant in and licked that straight off we pulled our trousers up kissed and walked back around to find my brother still chatting away probably trying to get with one of my mates, Lobb looked at me and put his hand by his mouth motioning something to me i noticed that i still had a bit of his cum by my mouth we just laughed that knowone noticed when he left he gave me a sly wink letting me know that what just happened was gonna happen again.

It was the first day at the new job, My foreman had come to take me back to our department and I was excited to be starting a new job, finally some finances in my pocket.

He introduced himself as Bill Slayton, and I told him my name was Ken, He went thru all the formalities and then we went to the back of our Building to the Paint and Mechanical depts.

I was then given over to a fellow worker they called Fuzzy, He looked to be about 23 or so and I was just 22, but I look like I’m about 27 or 28 or so I’m told, anyhow, Fuzzy sorta took over and said Hi! I’m Fuzzy, and your Ken I’ve been told, Well I said yes and he started showing me the ropes about saftey proceedures and the setting up of the paint guns and tanks, and the hoists and how they work, most of which I already knew from a previous job I had worked.

Now Fuzzy was a real little doll, about four or five inches shorter than me and he wore a baseball cap turned around backwards, I notices kinda brunette hair almost black, curly sticking out from under his cap all around the head and he said it had been that way since he was a kid, hence the nickname Fuzzy, His grandpa put that one on him and It stuck. He had those farm worker kinda muscles and was built like a bull.

Well Fuzzy took me on a tour of the dept. and I was shown the mens room which was kinda small and while we were there I had to take a leak and Fuzzy said me too, and we walked up to the urinals which had no privacy dividers, which is alright with me and whipped out the old cock and started taking a leak and I looked down at a nicely impressive hunk of meat in Fuzzys hand too, and I noticed that he was kinda nonchalantly gazing down at mine, which made it start to stand up and take notice, if you know what I mean.

I looked up at Fuzzy and he said well, That drains the old lizard as they say, and he said, come with me, and he took me up front of the building and showed me a larger locker room and mens shower room and said, that the men sometimes take showers here before leaving for home since that black metal dust gets all over your car. I said I’ll have to take advantage of this, this is really cool.

Fuzzy said maybe well do it together some day after work, I said cool, although that’s not what I had in mind to do together with Fuzzy, but it would be a start.

Fuzzy and I were getting close, went out after work for a beer and such things, He showed me around town and then we just sat at a park overlooking the river and he shared some of his life with me. He had gotton married because he had a one night stand with a girl named Marla, he kinda liked her, and of course the little jerk didn’t use protection and got her pregnant, Now she was having complications and they were told, Dr’s. orders, not to have sex, It could cause her to hemmorage and loose the baby.

Well Fuzzy was sorta fucked. I said theres always Old Rosie, and he laughed and said I think I have fucked old Rosies head off in the last few months and shes really getting old hat, Just not that same feeling if you know what I mean? And I said I certainly do know what you mean, nothing feels like that feeling of someone elses mouth or hand Or even asshole. He said you got that right, but you left out pussy, I said I know I did that on purpose, he said Oh! and thats all he said.

The next day at work we got a little dirty and grimy wiping off parts before painting and Fuzzy said Hey man I need to shower before getting into my car, I said you got that right, and I started for the Locker room as soon as the 3:30 buzzer went off.

I got to my locker and started getting clean clothes out to shower and Fuzzy was right behind me, I started stripping and so did Fuzzy, I looked over and saw Fuzzys bulging briefs and started almost at once to get a boner, fuck I thought and then I noticed Fuzzy’s cock was kinda jutting out too, Fuzzy looked up at me and started laughing and reached over and slapped me on my bare ass and said I feel like it’s our wedding night, and I said with a giggle yea but who gets to fuck who? He just looked at me and winked and smiled a really big smile. Well Fuzzy took one stall and I took the other and I left the curtain drawn back a little to watch Fuzzy, I could see under the curtain of his stall and the floor being wet let you get a good view of what he was doing up there, I started kinda stroking off and washing the old Penis and I wasn’t watching and the curtain drew back and there was Fuzzy saying hey man I’m gonna join you, That shower head is fucked up and not working right, we can shower together just like in high school, I said huh, o.k. and he got into the shower with me and the rubbing together of our naked wet bodies just really got to me, my cock started throbbing and when I turned around in the stall My cock hit Fuzzy’s now rock hard cock like to baseball bats smacking against each other His eyes met with mine and he said I think they like each other and I say an almost whispering like tone yea I think they do. Fuzzy said Im gonna scrub you back and then you do mine, I said alright and he soaped up his hand and started slathering up my back, but the washing soon turned to rubbing and I was getting turned almost to the point of no return and Fuzzy said Ken, Turn around and I’ll get the front, shit man if he only knew how I wanted him to get my front. I slowly turned around and he started slathering my chest and my nippels were so sensative, I was wimpering and sorta moaning lightly, he said fuck man you really like this don’t you and I said if you only knew. Well It got to be my turn to soap up Fuzzy and I started on his front first and got to his fucking nuts and he said fuck man that feels wonderful, your the first person besides me that has touched my nuts and I said I plan on making them and you feel really good today if thats alright. He said help yourself, and I started with the nutsack and then I started washing his cock for him and he said Oh fucking Jesus, man I let the water rinse the soap off his cock and I milked the forsking back and I thought he would lose it, He jammed his body forward and I helf onto his cock, I said Fuzzy you really need this and I squatted down and took his whole cock to the pubic hair and He just moaned Oh Shit man what am I gonna do when I need to cum, I said I swallow man let it go and let it happen, He said alright you ask for it, and I kept on slurpping and he kept on moaning I started feeling that tightening up of his nuts which I was gently massaging as I sucked Fuzzys cock, I felt his response to each thrust of my mouth, and his cock head was getting hard as a rock and so was his dick, I didn’t thing he could get any harder and then His body tightened up like a statue and he gasped and grunted and I felt the climax down in my throat and he exploded a load of cum into my mouth and throat like a hose being turned on. He bucked and jerked and held onto my head and I just kept up the tongue work and sucking and swallowing, finally he just went like a wilted lilly. and just leaned back on the shower wall and took a deep breath and said fuck Ken that was totally unbelievealbe and the best climax bar none I have ever had, I just smiled and left the stall to get dryed and he stayed a little longer to get his strength back, He was totally drained.

We went out for supper that night and since he was going to be alone for a couple nights, his wife was gone to her sisters so her sister could take care of her, Fuzzy came back to my appartment with me, We watched a little T.V. and drank a few brews and then decided it was time to turn in.

When we got to bed Fuzzy stripped down to his birthday suit and said since we have done the deed together you already know what I look like naked and since I sleep naked at home I guess It’s alright ot sleep that way here, and I said I do to, but lookout stud, cause I only have one bed, He said sounds good to me.

I got naked and crawled into bed and layed there an talked and I noticed Fuzzy had a big hardon again and he was sorta caressing it. and looking at me smiling, I said does that thing need attention again and Fuzzy said It seem to always need attention at leas 3 or 4 times a day. I looked over and said but it’s gonna be my way and I crawled over to Fuzzy, and leaned up over him and I kissed him on the lips and stuck a tongue in his mouth and he wrapped his arms aroung my body and you would have thought he had been kissing men all his life, he started kissing me back like a lover and after I slowed him down and I started to kiss all over his body he was into the sex thing, I leaned down and started sucking his cock while massaging his cock and he started saying Thats is baby suck that cock, fuck it is just awesome, and then I stopped looked up at him and smiled, He looked puzzeled and leaned up on one elbow and said Why’d you stop, I said I have something else planned for you, He smiled and said Oh REally? I leaned over to the dresser and pulled out some lube and started lubeing up my rectum and then his cock, He said, Wha–da–Fuc–

I said hold on cowboy were going for a ride and I climbed upon his body and sat down on his seven inch thick cock and took him to the max with one easy stroke, now I can’t say it didn’t burn and hurt a little at first, but that changed and I started riding my stud horse like a fucking madman and Fuzzy was in The twilight zone, He was grunting and moaning and saying Fuck me! Oh Shit man, I never and I guess he hadn’t.

I started feeling Fuzzy’s cock getting like a peice of iron and swelling in my intesine track.

He started grunting heavy and hunching up and I leaned over and started kissing him while I fucked him with my asshole and I was his face starting to get really red and His cheeks was bulging out like they were full of air and he started getting rigid and he just yelled Oh muther fucker Ken. and If felt very hard heavy spasming of his cock in my asshole and I kept the milking motion of my rectum muscles and He was breathingk like someone with impheseima, I thouth he would have a stroke he was huffing and panting and say fuck Me, Holy Ughmmmmm, and he layed back just as my cock started shooting a load that would have drowned a grizzley bear, WE both just layed over and layed there me on top of him my asshole dripping his cum in seemingly cups full and my cum like mayonaise between two slice of bread between us, We were totally done in, and He said Ken just stay like that and fall asleep on me, Please? I said if you want that, I woke up about 6 oclock the next morning to Fuzzy sucking my cock and just as I was shooting into his mouth, I was totally surprised cause he swallowed my load and never batted an eye, and just looked down at me and said good morning Ken. I reached up and kissed him on his cum soaked mouth and I tasted my own cum taste in his mouth.

Needless to say Fuzzy and I was quite close as friend go and much closer that most friend go. About 3 months Fuzzy became the father of twins a little doll of a girl and a cute little boy. He was happy but never did let it come between our sex lifes, he said after the babies came I became uncle Ken and His wife went kinda nutso and stopped sex with Fuzzy altogether. But he stayed with her for the kids sake, all and all I’d say Fuzzy was one hell of a guy. Fuzzy finally said Ken not I know why you left out the word Pussy. and Just laughed.

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Today of all days, why did this happen to me, I get a call to go into work on my days off, I had plans to do something in my yard, and I was really ticked off, My replacement worker had called in sick, and the truth was he got on a drunken stupor and made himself sick and I was pissed.

I got ready and called my supervisor and said I’ll be there as quick as I can, and I started getting ready. I was to find out later that this worked out great for me, and I went to work and worked my usual shift, but I told my boss as soon as that shit head got sober he was gonna do my shift for me and I wanted some time off, Well to my suprise he was off for five days supposedly recooperating and I worked a straight 16 days without a day off.

I was a radiologist in the Radiology Lab at the Local Hospital and It was not that easy to replace replacement Radiologists.

Well the following Friday evening my boss came in and told me he had told Erick, My replacement, the little lush, that if that happened again we would get someone to replace him for good and that he would be working for two weeks so I could get my time off, He speedily agreed.

I went home with the thought of much needed rest coming down the pike for me and my Cell phone rings, I answered it and said Hello Nate, his name had come up on the front of the phone when it rang and I said Hey Man what’s up; Now for your info Nate and I had grown up together and had been pretty good buds for almost as long as I could remember, Hell we even had a few sleepovers and did the mutual jack off sessions, but that was a few years back, And the truth is I had had the hots for Nate for about as long as I could remember, but He never knew that or maybe he did, but he never let on that he knew if he did. Nate and I had gone to Medical school together and He also became a Radiologist and after he got married he and his wife, My sister Angela, moved and took up residence in Kansas city, and he also works for a Radiology Lab there in KC.

Nate said Hey Ken, Angela Has to go to Denver for some sort of Seminar for her Job and I thought I would give you a ring and see what you were doing for the next few days, I will be alone for almost a week and I thought we could get together and do a little fishing and maybe some camping. I said hey man that sounds just great. I said when do you want to meet I have about sixteen days off work and I would love to. Nate said great! and said I’ll get her off, and then he paused and laughed and said I mean to the airport, and he started to giggle and then said anyhow I’ll be there about 5 this evening, I said can’t wait, Then he said something in joking and I sorta giggled and said yea, He said I know you want to get your hands on my body, and laughed, I said YEA RIGHT!. But the truth was I did want to.

I was doing the last bit of my laundry, throwing it into the dryer when I heard Nates Bronco pull up into my driveway, I hurried up stairs from my basement and Said Hey Dude, It’s so good to see you, and I Looked at Nate and I started to drool, He had grown a goatee sort of looking beard and a light mustach, Now theres something about Nate you should know, He had flaming red hair, and its gorgeous and Nate is about one of he best looking dudes on the planet, I just stood mesmerized at him, Nate said Hey man Great to see you, and he came around the Bronco and grabbed me and gave me a huge Hug and liked to crushed me, Nate was built like a bear, and I smelled his sorta sweaty body odor and I got a boner just from the odor. Nate said, sorry Im a little sweaty, I need a shower the AC is not working in the Bronce and I sorta sweated all the way here, I said you smell alright to me. Nate looked at me and just smiled.

Well we loaded up my medium sized SUV and got on the road to a Large fishing Lake in southern Mo. and We got to talking and Nate just nonchalontly brought up the subject of us having jerked off together when we were kids and remenissing the old days and I started getting a hardon again.

we chatted and brought up some of our childhood memories and just had a nice conversation as we drove.

I was having a hard time keeping my eyes on the road because of the large bulge in Nates crotch and my mouth was watering and I was thinking thoughts I should not have, fuck man, this was my sisters Husband, But my mind then said so fucking what, he was my friend first and a Cock is a Cock.

We got to the resort motel I had reserved for us and I had planned ahead to suite my fancy, I had gotten a single with just one bed and I told Nate I could only get a singel and I hoped he didn’t mind, He said why should I dude, were still best buds, aren’t we? I said yea, and then Nate said jokingly, I just won’t be responsible for what I do, see it’s been about three weeks since Angela and I have had sex, I looked at Nate and said with a grin, that’s more information than I needed to know, But the truth was It was an incentive for me to pursue me desires.

We got settled in and Nate said Ken, Lets go see about renting a movie for tonight, since we won’t be fishing untill the morning. I said sounds good to me. We drove about five miles to the nearest town and they had a Blockbuster Movie and I had a card but they had a small store next door that had adult movies and while I was getting a couple movies for us to watch I noticed Nate was gone and then I looked out the window and he was comming out of the Adult Movie store with a brown bag in his hand, I said oh fuck, Nates not gonn make this easy for me, SHIT!.

We got back to the Motel and had stopped and picked up some KFC and supper.

After supper we watched X Men the final Movie.

Well after we watched the time was about 10:30 and Nate said want to watch and adult movie with me and we both had stripped down to the underwear and were just setting on the bed and watching the movie and Nate said Ken, turn off the lights and I did, Nate was really getting to the movie and He said Man this is the part I love, the cock sucking, Man I wish Angela would do that, but she won’t, I was really watching Nate as he watched the movie and while a girl started sucking this guy off on the film, I looked down and by the light of the movie on the TV I could see Nates cock start to rise, and he sorta reached down and rubbed while the movie was on, He looked up and said getting to you is it because I wear briefs and they were about to split from the excitement, not on the screen but next to me on the bed.

I said Nate why don’t you take it out and stroke it off, we did when we were kids, He said Na, thats old hat, I said yea I know gets old after a while, and he just turned off the Movie and we layed back on the bed.

The light from the bathroom had been left on in the motel room and I could see Nates face clearly and Nate layed back rolled over and faced me and reached over and started rubbing my chest and gently massaging my midsection and I sorta wimpered a little, I was laying on my back, and Nate started rubbing my nipples and talking like He knew all along that I was gay, He said, Ken you really like the touch of another man don’t you. I was getting hotter by the second and my cock was leaking pre-cum and my briefs were wet like I had pissed them or somthing and he was rubbing lightly around my nipples and saying I have known since we were young that you wanter to have sex with me, and I was wondering, Why didn’t you say it or try it or something, we could have had some great times together, I said Oh Fuck man I thought you were completely straight, He said I am for the most part, but, I don’t have a problem with you giving me a blow Job, I have always wanted that from you and then we would see where it goes from there, I noticed my left was laying down at my side and Nate was leaning over against me and I could feel His rather large circumcized cockhead throbbing against my hand, hard as a peice of concrete, I said really, would you like one now? Nate said Fuck Man, I thought you would never ask.

I said, Nate My sister can never, ever know about this, Nate said what happenes here stays here. I wouldn’t want her to know either, and as long as we keep this to ourselves, It’s only our business.

I leaned up and took off my briefs and Nate said fuck Man you’ve grown since I saw you last time, and He lifted his ass up off the bed and slid his boxers off and I said Muther fucker, Nate, where did you get that, thats not the dick I saw you with beore, when we were kids, He said yea, It wouldn’t stop growing, Angela sometimes has a poblem with it, I said Please don’t bring up Angela while were getting ready to have sex it sort puts icewater on it, He said Oops! I’m sorry, and giggled.

I then reached over and wrapped my hand almost around his very thick cock and I said Damn Man how big is it now, He said It’s been a while but the last time I measured It was 9.5 inches and I just observed how beautifully hairy his big luscious nuts were and his gorgeous muscular legs and His whole body was just almost adonis like, I was totally excited to finally get the chance to do this, and I started rubbing his cock with one hand and rubbing his nutsack with the other and I leaned over and started licking on his nipples and Fuck me he starts this groaning and sorta wimpering and saying Fuck man, what a feeling I have wanted you to do this since we were teenagers, He then he said Oh!yea Ken, do you take the cum in your mouth? I have always wanted to do that, I said Yes I love that part so when it startes let it go and enjoy it, Nate says fucking awesome, and started kinda pushing up with his ass as I went down and I felt his hands on the back of my head and I said Just don’t push too hard your very large, at least till I can relax my throat, that soon happened and I was working his cock over and I felt his hand reach down and start rubbing my cock and saying man It wet as if you’d lubed it up or something, I said yes I know It’s called pre-cum and it feels just fantastic don’t stop and He wrapped his hand around my cock and started slowly with my sucking movements stroking my cock up, down around the head was feeling his artwork on it and it was responding, I started really deep throating his cock and licking with my tongue on his cock and I started feeling My climax coming closer and then I heard Nates getting closer and I felt his nutsack getting tighter and tighter and Heard him going Ughn, ughn, Fuck man, Ugnhmm and His cock started eurupting into my mouth and Nate was sorta grunting and pushing up with his hips deep into my mouth and blowing a load I almost couldn’t keep in my mouth, but I did, and I just kept up the sucking and I felt my own cock start to blowing and spasming and jerking and shooting a load into Nates hand and all over his legs and ballsack and Nate just layed back exhausted and said in a heavy breathing voice, that was fucking fantatic Ken, fuck men we should have been doing this all along, I said I wish I had known. WE layed back and fell asleep and I woke up with Nate laying with his nude body layed across mine and i could feel Nates moring wood throbbing against my thigh. I leaned over and kissed him on his lips and He said good morning Ken, I feel like a fuck, and I said want one now and He said damn straight I reached over in my bag and pulled some lube, Nate said man did you come prepared I said I’m always prepared and I lubed up My asshole and Nate did something unexpected he started Kissing me on my lips and sticking his tongue in my mouth, I raised my ass up and layed my legs back with my knees under my shoulders and said Nate be easy man, Your kinda big, He was so fucking gentle and easy He started gently pushing his cock and broke thru with the first jab and just held it there untill I became acustomed to it’s thickness and then I said go ahead and he gently slid some more into my ass and I said go for it stud and he just gently started stroking in and out and in and out with his hips untill he was slapping my ass with his nutsack, then he started picking up the pace, and I started feeling the good stuff, My body was on fire and My nuts were drawn up and Nate was starting to huff and puff and hammer with his ass and I was feeling his cockhead rubbing upon my prostate and I was about to shoot off and I noticed Nates cock was getting stiff and harder and I could feel his cockhead swell and start hat erupting spasm, spasimg into my intestines the fluid of his love and desire, It felt like boiling hot water blastine into my inard parts and I started shooting when My rectum felt that jerking of his climax I started blasting a load all over my chest and upper body, and Nated just layed over on top of me and said Oh Fuck I don’t know who’s the best Fuck Ken, you or I said Nate Don’t say it and spoil the moment. He started laughing and finally we had a wonderful, wonderful sex filled time at the lake and we did get to fish some. I really love my Brother in Law Nate

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As the setting sun’s golden rays gave way to amber, pink and scarlet the magic-like tapestry of ornate tents was undergoing another metamorphous. With the flip of a light switch the dazzling colors of the intricately woven carpets seemed to burst into life.

With a spectacular sunset as backdrop, Pat and his houseguest set cross-legged on a Persian rug and watched the exotic tableau morph into another spectator vision.

Pat sighed. ‘When I’m circling the drain on my last leg, I want to be dragged out to the desert at sunset so I can witness one last miracle.’ He took a deep drag on the joint and passed it to Joe.

In the distance they could see Antonio lighting torches that lined the pathways leading to the various tents. He had already changed into his desert sheik costume consisting of a gold turban, gold jewelry and a short white wraparound that barely covered his privates.

Joe’s eyes followed Antonio as he walked toward them lighting the row of torches. Pat and the others were watching Joe, they noticed there was seriousness to his intense stare, also an unmistakable lust. Unconsciously Joe felt his semi-hard cock; it had started to tent his jeans. Suddenly Joe was aware of hungry eyes devouring him and he snapped out of his trancelike fixation, blushed and turned away.

Travis put his arm around Joe. ‘Hey bud, don’t get embarrassed for checking out Deadwood’s resident hottie…for what it’s worth, Antonio has been checking you out, he even asked me what you’re into! I can’t tell you how deflating that conversation was…I thought he was coming on to me, then he starts with the questions about you.’

Joe was uncomfortable; he squirmed trying to find the right words for an apology. ‘Travis, I’m sorry! Man I don’t know what’s gotten into me…I’ll stop looking at him…I’ll…’

Travis laughed and hugged Joe. ‘Baby, you have much to learn! Believe me when I say Antonio is as hot for you as you are for him…go for it stud!’

Pat opened a small round tin of pills. ‘Let the festivities begin! Now guys, the first appetizer this evening is Ecstasy, served with a side order of Viagra. To paraphrase Juice Newton, ‘One pill will make you happy…and the other pill will keep you hard…’ Take just one white pill and one blue pill…and, I can’t stress to strongly. Always carry a good supply of condoms. Especially if you’re one of those special-needs studs…Joe, Tom…I’ve made these little Indian beaded leather pouches, containing four Trojan Magnum rubbers, you can hang it around your neck.’ Pat handed Travis a tiny red nylon backpack. ‘You strap it on your wrist…you know, like a wrist corsage! All the surfer-dudes are wearing them this year.’

Antonio finished lighting the torches and walked over to Pat. ‘Hey guys! Pat I’ve finished everything on my list…anything else? I’ve checked with the caters and studio crews and they didn’t need me…aside from the innuendoes how I could really help them out.’

Pat laughed. ‘Antonio, you’ve done a terrific job, in your usual exemplary manor, but I do have one last request. Would you help Joe with his costume before a certain tattooed wild man stakes his claim and starts into the mating dance?’

Everyone was doubled over laughing, all except Joe, the image of the young Marine being carried around staked on a fierce warrior’s shaft brought a chill down his spine. He would have to make sure he didn’t get drunk and suffer the same fate as the solider.

Tom asked. ‘Pat, what ever became of that young stud? He was a keeper! Killer body…he looked like that guy in the Marine recruiting commercial…square jawed and chiseled, man they should use him on a poster.’

Pat grinned and looked in Tom’s eyes. ‘I just had the most diabolical thought. We could produce a tongue in cheek recruiting poster…have one of those Conan the Barbarian artist work up a beefy illustration oozing with virility using our own pictures. And it just keeps getting better. No royalties, the Marine is not gonna own up to being the model…as for giant tattooed one, even if he had the desire, which he doesn’t, he’s still wanted in New Zealand for that indigenous people uprising thing…’

Travis groaned. ‘I don’t know where Pat comes up with this stuff…it’s not his upbringing, he’s from Montana! But you can bank on the profitably of his wild imagination…everything the man touches seems to turn into gold!’

Pat eyes twinkled. ‘Guys, what can I say…sick sells! People are just inherently mischievous. Take the ‘Mr. Bill’ cartoon, poor guy, he gets it over and over…people can’t get enough of ‘Oh no, Mr. Bill!’ This reminds me of another of my mad propjet I put on the back burner. A homo-erotic claymation cartoon. It could be riot, gratuitous violence, woven around an insipid love story. So far production cost makes the project untouchable…however, the people who work in Claymation have a cult-like mentality. If they feel passionate about the project they’ll work below scale, which is the only way this project will ever fly.’

All eyes were on Pat; he had a pied-piper effect on people, and whenever he started into one of his wandering anecdotes they gravitated closer, mesmerized by his story. His voice was strong and masculine, with a barely perceptible vibrato that had a mellowing effect, almost hypnotic. As Pat held everyone spellbound with his humorous stories he had his hand up Antonio’s short tunic fondling his beautiful cock.

Pat looked at the attentive faces and almost laughed. ‘Guys! Snap out of it…Tom, how about some of that good weed you scored? Antonio, we have a few hours before the first guest arrive, why don’t you help Joe with his costume and take a little tour of our lovely town.’

The effect of the pills were beginning to show on Joe, prompting Antonio to test how far along Joe was, he moved his hand from Joe’s shoulder and felt up his firm ass. Joe didn’t seem to be aware that a hand was feeling him up, Antonio smiled, remembering Pat’s ‘Joe vs. bootie-bandits’ story, the ass groping he was giving the boy would normally make him come out swing. He had thought about tapping Joe’s fine little ass for weeks, ever since Pat downloaded the ‘Indian Joe’ prison file of candid shots, Joe in shower, Joe struts his stuff, and dozens of Joe gets blow-job.

Joe shook his head and pounded on his right temple. ‘Man I don’t know what’s going on in there…feels like I’ve got water in my ears. Ever since I busted out I’ve been lightheaded, sorta numbing in the brain…think maybe I caught some flu bug that makes you stupid?’

Antonio howled with laughter and pulled Joe’s face next to his. ‘Nothing wrong with you…and you aren’t stupid. It’s just that everything is new for you and moving at whirlwind speed…things will start to level out…you’ll see.’

Antonio’s cock was throbbing, hard, and long and very thick. It hung down his leg peaking out from under his tunic, Antonio’s libido was operating at warp speed and the only way to cool his engines would be sinking the old driveshaft in sexy Joe’s ass and fuck his brains out. He had watched the bedroom cam video of Joe’s deflowering by Tom and Travis; and had pounded his meat so many times he worried about blisters. Joe was everything he looked for in a potential male partner, lean rock hard body, rippling with ‘baby muscles,’ the start of manhood, and of great importance, a super cock.

Travis passed the joint to Pat. ‘Say what’s going on tonight with Joe around…still gonna have the camera people record the late night raunchy sex party…assuming we are still on for the rough stuff.’

Pat exhaled a cloud of smoke. ‘As long as you guys keep Joe on the magic-elicitor schedule…two drops in the morning, two at noon, and four drops in the evening everything will be cool and we’ll ease the boy into his new lifestyle. Trust me, I’ve been doing this for years, it’ll be a smooth transition, slick as owl snot.’

Tom wasn’t convinced. ‘Well, so far he hasn’t questioned things, but he’s a sharp cookie, and sooner or later he’ll start probing and asking questions. Wondering about his easy escape, although throwing in that nasty redneck, Jimbo, demanding a blow job was a nice touch. The biggest hurdle will be the question, what was an eighteen wheeler doing on that remote highway early in the morning. He’s bond to know that highway 666 is nothing more than a reservation road, connecting the prison and Interstate 40, and how about those big fucking sings advising motorist that it is a felony to pickup hitchhikers?’

Pat shook his head. ‘Tom…Tom, you’re getting all bent out of shape over Joe…maybe you should take your pills now.’ Pat’s suspicion that Tom was getting in too deep with the new prodigy had a ring of truth. ‘I know the boy is a hot property…Jack Daddy can really spot the winners… said he had never seen anything like it, half the prison wanted to get in Joe’s pants.’ Pat chuckled. ‘And not just for that big cock! Some were offering to pay double to have a go at his ass. Thankfully JD stuck to our arrangement and delivered us a cherry…ah, nothing like busting a straight dude, ain’t that right Tom?’

Travis was getting strange vibes listening to Pat and Tom. He sensed the emerging of Pat’s dark side; he had even given this evil entity a name, ‘Mr. Slither.’ Almost a Jekyll and Hide, in a flash good-natured Pat could turn into the Slither, and concoct these cold truly reptilian acts. Travis had witnessed Pat in all his treachery at last year’s gala.

After the high-class film industry guest had departed another party began, where expensive liquor and drugs flowed freely, and unbridled sex ran ramped. About twenty-five hot young men, fresh out of boot camp had been invited to milled around, occasionally getting hit on by guest who had one to many glass of champagne, otherwise they were polite, if not terminally dull. After the first party ended the Marines moved out, in typical fashion like a platoon. However, eight remained for the after-party, they got completely wasted on good booze and drugs, and became party favors for the staff and caterer.

The theme was ‘Under the Big Top,’ complete with high-wire act, clowns and an elephant. Some of the circus performers stayed for the late party, quickly joining the caterers in taking down the young soldiers and having their way with them.

Travis had passed out under a table, he heard shouting he peeked from under the white tablecloth and saw Pat manhandling a very drunk Marines, taunting him and feeling him up. Butch O’Neill was his name, he was from Georgia, and narcissism seemed to ooze from every pore. He pretended to object to Pat’s fondling his god-like body, obviously straight and probably thought he had been invited as eye-candy, something for the guest to ogle over. Before Butch’s stewed brain could figure out what was happening, Pat had him stripped, forced on his knees demanding a blowjob. The muscular young Marine had never had a dick in his mouth and was gagging big time as Pat held his head in a vice-like grip and rammed his big cock down his throat.

Queequeg walked in on the Marine getting face fucked and ran over just as Pat was shooting his wad. Queequeg pulled Pat’s slobber coated cock from the guy mouth and starts sucking the head like someone possessed. Now it was Pat who was screaming, he yelled out ‘Oh god! You fucking homosexual manic…you’re sucking out my cum!’ Travis almost blew his cover laughing out loud; one of Pat’s often uses politically incorrect expression, as used by the folk back in Montana when talking about gays.

The next event would be forever burned in Travis’s mind. Pat and Queequeg carried Butch to the table that Travis was hiding under and placed him down on his back, Queequeg pulled the soldier’s legs up and Pat held them over the guy’s head. Next Queequeg spit the mouthful of Pat’s sperm he’d saved in his hand, dipped two fingers in the cum, then shoved them up the Marine’s virgin ass. The screams were chilling as the tattooed hulk reamed the hole of the young shoulders of misfortune.

In a flash the screams turned into moans as Queequeg started rimming him, forcing his tongue past the anal ring. The Marine was really getting into the act now, and started pulling his pud, begging for more. Pat bent down and started French kiss, they were really getting into it, sucking tongues and moaning, when Queequeg slapped Pat on the shoulder and said he was ready. Pat took Queequeg’s place between the Marine’s legs. He leaned forward and smooth-talked the nervous Marine while his big cock was lubricated with his own cum. Queequeg held the Marine tight as Pat plunged in, this time Butch fought with all the strength he had left but it was short-lived after a volley of bitch slaps from Queequeg.

Pat experimented with his strokes until he found the Marine’s prostate; it was down hill after that for the soldier as Pat turned him into a slut, begging for it as he jacked off. Queequeg tried to get Butch to suck cock but the Georgia boy violently objected, and foolishly used the ‘N’ word. Queequeg went ballistic and bitched slapped him until he screamed and begged for him to stop. He did stop but was warned he’d better suck good if he didn’t want more bitch slaps. If choking and gagging were any indication of how good it was, it must have been first rate, even Queequeg was moaning.

Pat climaxed deep in the soldiers bowls seconds later the Marine shot off. Queequeg pulled his slobber-coated cock out and changed places with Pat. Unceremoniously he rammed his gigantic fuck stick in the Marine’s ass; the screams and pleading were the loudest volume he could muster. The tattooed giant grabbed the soldier’s balls and twisted. With his fierce looking tattooed face just inches away from Butch’s face, he threatened to rip them off and stuff them down his throat if he heard another peep out of him. The only sounds now were flesh to flesh pounding and whimpering. Finally Queequeg lifted the Marine up, telling him to lock his legs around his waists; he paraded the stunned soldier around impaled on his mammoth tool. As he started walking away a voice out of nowhere told him he was leaving camera range. It was like a National Geographic special, the camera crew had been stealthily hidden the entire time and had recorded everything.

Queequeg finally released the young stud and he staggered around collecting fatigues, he wasn’t thinking clearly or he would have grabbed his clothes and run as fast as he could. While lacing up his last boot a pack of crazed sex fiends swooped down on Butch, stripping off his clothes and dragging him away.

The muscular stud muffin became the ‘fuck du jour,’ eventually getting tagged by everyone. Several of his Marine buddies became repeat offenders, boasting they had a new barracks bitch, and to reinforce their claim on Butch the camera crew was only too willing to produce pictures, provided the soldiers would do a little studio work for them later.

Antonio and Joe reached the tent used to store all the costumes; they were the first to arrive, about two hours early. Joe was told to strip completely; hesitantly he stopped short of that goal and wouldn’t remove his jockstrap. He fidgeted and stammered finally telling Antonio he had an eructation.

Antonio sighed. ‘Joe, look at my costume…see anything out of the ordinary? Like my dick is hanging below my tunic and I’ve also got a hard on.’ He wanted to hug the young stud, squeeze him and kiss every inch of his body. ‘You really don’t know what’s this party is all about do you?’

Joe blushed and slid his jockstrap off. ‘Man, I really don’t know anything, it’s like everything is spinning so fast I never get a chance to figure things out…don’t get me wrong, I’ll always be grateful that Tom and Travis found me…Pat has been like family. But…and I hope this comes out right, they treat me like the family pet and I find myself doing everything they want…I don’t have a will of my own. Does any of this make sense?’

It made perfect sense to Antonio, reminding him of his own arrival at Deadwood. ‘Joe, you have described my early years to the letter…I would love to fill you in…unravel the tangle in your mind…you must believe me when I say my life would be over if I talked. I’m like you, sort of an indentured servant, yet treated like a guest.’

‘Antonio, haven’t you ever tried to get away, maybe start a new life have a wife and kids?

Antonio sat cross-legged, his thick nine-inch cock stretched out on the carpet. He motioned for Joe to set in front of him as he pondered over what secrets he could revel and escape the full wrath of Pat.

‘Joe, thirteen years ago I arrived at the front gate of Deadwood, a fugitive of the Federally and a illegal immigrant from Mexico. I had been beaten and robbed by my own countrymen, I’ll explain the class thing later. When I tried to cross the border at San Pedro Valley, they threw rocks at me and chased me away. I walk miles in the rugged desert looking for a place to cross; finally I found a hole in the border fence and crossed over. I didn’t have a clue where I was and stumbled into Deadwood.’

Joe took Antonio’s right arm and held it up. Long scars ran down his side. ‘You got cutup by that damn razor-wire!’ Man, your life sucks as bad as mine…I’m sorry about the interruption, please continue.’

Antonio chuckled. ‘Joe never for a moment think you’re slow, your mind is like a PC running at top speed, processing and analyzing. Yes, I was running on empty and the sun was coming up, I needed to find cover fast, so I looked around and found part of a rusty car fender near the road. I’m like a monkey when it comes to climbing, so the ten-foot fence was a piece of cake. I put the scrap metal part over the razor wire and it covered about a two-foot wide path for me to slide over. I was on top of the fence when the brittle metal crumbled beneath me and the wire sprang up catching me under the arm, I had no choice but to let the razor-wire slice my side all the way to my belt.’

Joe was projecting again and blurred out. ‘Pat found you? Did he stitch the wound…I bet it was him…he looks like somebody that can do everything…’ Joe blushed. ‘Sorry man…’

‘Quite all right, and yes, Pat was just returning home from a trip and spotted the rusty scrap on top of his fence and started to investigate. I had left a trail of blood leading to the old livery stable. When he found me I was too week move, all I could do was watch him set a quick tourniquet and carry me inside the restored old hotel. After cleaning me up and dressing my wounds he ask me if I was wanted by the police, he didn’t have to ask if I was illegal alien, that’s how scuzzy I looked.’

‘Yeah, in Pat’s Vietnam pictures he had a medical insignia on his helmet.’ Joe looked at Antonio’s zigzag scar. ‘Pat stitched you up really good…’ Joe held out his arm and pointed to the long crosshatch line on the side. ‘On the reservation when you’re cut they treat you with what ever is handy…poured kerosene on my cut and sewed me up with red knitting yarn…you never see a real doctor on the reservation.’

‘Folk medicine!’ Antonio said. ‘All over rural Mexico they do the same thing… for thousands of years they’ve been doing it, so I trust the wisdom of these old Shaman.’ Antonio stretched and looked outside the tent flap. ‘Joe we better get the show on the road, We’ll talk later.’

‘Antonio, I gotta ask one last question! It’s been bugging the hell out of me…if you came to Deadwood thirteen years ago…how old are you?’

‘Joe, I’m thirty-one. I know you find that hard to believe, but ’tis true my friend…the youthful appearance is a mixed blessing. Since the Mexican Federally and their US counterpart are looking for someone older, I’ve been passing as a teenager for years…the downside is always being treated like a teenager when I have a grown man’s desires.’ Antonio cocked his head and looked in Joe’s eyes. ‘Joe, I want to make love to you like the man I am…not as another teen just out for quick sex. Do you understand?’

‘My grandfather told me life on the reservation starts early and ends fast…and it’s true, most girls are pregnant by fifteen…my own mother was, she ran off with a white dude, maybe my father…grandfather’s not sure. Anyway, he must have been crushed when my mother left, I think maybe my grandmother had done the same thing, he was determined to make sure I didn’t follow in the same footsteps, he didn’t allow me to date girls like my buddies had started doing. So to answer your question…probably not, I’ve always dreamed of making love…like with a girl. Actually, the only time I’ve been with anybody was with Tom and Travis…was that love?’

Antonio’s chest tightened, he sensed the dangerous path his heart was following, as if compelled, unable to contain his desire he held the naive boy and showed him with kisses. Joe had ignited a passion in the Latin lover, rekindling urges that had lain dormant for many years. After caressing Joe for a longtime Antoine said. ‘That was love.’

To Be Continued.

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