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Bored, Bored, Bored, Horney and bored, Here I am setting here at home,looking at two weeks vacation, Lonely, Horny, about to chew my lower lip off.

I needed a diversion, My wife is at her sisters house, taking care of her, and her children, since she had surgery.

I hadn’t talked to my wife in a week. I was setting at the table in my underwear, briefs actually, I was sporting a half hard cock, working a crossword puzzle, drinking my coffee. Lets see, a four letter word for extreme pleasure, hum, lets see, ‘BLOWJOBS’, I just thought, ‘Oh Fuck Jason, get your mind out of the gutter,’ the word is ‘EUPHORIA’, GOD I need to get busy and try to get my mind off sex.

I had just gotten up and the phone rang, I grabbed it. ‘HI Babe, whats goin on, everything alright?’ She said Her sister is doing much better, but she would be there for at least a month, I said, ‘Man, I really could use you here, but, I understand babe, ‘hows Kevin?’ she asked, I said, ‘He misses his Mom but, hes staying busy with Joey across the street, they are best little buddies, I’m taking them camping this week since I’m off for a couple weeks,’ O.K. babe, take care of yourelf, I love you, yea, hugs and kisses, so take care, and I’ll talk to you soon.’ I hung up the phone and just thought to myself, ‘man, a month, my balls will be aching so bad by then, I didn’t want to resort to jerking off, but I have to do something.’

I had almost forgotten that My oldest Brothers son was on his way here to meet and go on the campout with us.

I was finished loading up the SUV with all the camping geer, and the phone rang again, it was Cole, my nephew, ‘Oh, you are at the airport?’ I thought you were driving,’ ‘my car broke down,’ he said, I just said, ‘Get your bags and meet me at the loading area out front, I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.’

I looked up and Kevin and his little friend Joey were running across the street where Joey lives with their bags and smilling, Kevin said,’Hey Dad, were ready to go,’ Joey said, ‘Hi Mr. Becker,’ I said ‘Hi, Joey ready to go?’ ‘ Joey said, ‘Oh yea, Mr. Becker, Im all set,’ They were all smiles and just as happy as they could be.

Well we loaded up the SUV and took off, we pulled up to the front of the airport loading area, and there was this young man, It was Cole, I hardly recognized him, god man he had buffed up, and really matured and filled out considerably, muscular arms, and God man, the shorts he was wearing were stretched tight, man his legs were thick, and very muscular, and his polo shirt shirt showed very pronounced Chest muscles, I couldn’t believe how I was noticing a mans build, expecially my nephew, damn was something wrong with me.

Cole put his bags into the back of the Suv, and I told the boys to get in the back seat, and Cole set in front with me, and we took off for the lake.

About three and a half hours later we were about five minutes from the lake, Cole said, ‘man I need to take a leak,’ I said ‘Yeah, I do too.’

I pulled into this little sorta quick trip station and store. Cole jumped out and went into the mens room, I was right behing him, we stood at the urinal and whipped out the ole hoses, and started pissing. I glanced over to Cole and Fuck, man, this kid, only 18 years old was hung like I wanted to be, his cock was about three quarters hard from needing a piss. I am not that small but Cole’s cock was big, I mean big.

Cole looked over and said something I was not sure why he said it, but he said, ‘Man, uncle Jason, I bet that looks awesome when it gets hard, Its nice, really nice.’

I could’t get that thought out of my mind after that, Why would he say that.

We went into the store bought what we needed and some things we didn’t need.

WE got back into the SUV, and went across to the service area and filled up with gas and took off to the lake.

We got there about ten minutes later and found our area. The area we decided to camp at, was close to the lake, rather secluded, Got our tents up, built a camp cooking area, and built a fire.

We went hiking thru the woods with the boys, and several times I noticed Cole, and I couldn’t understand, for some reason why I was having feelings for him, I even looked at his ass, and alot, I felt my cock sorta getting hard a few times, after we had hiked for a long time, we decided to go back to the lake and take a dip before supper.

We got back to our camp and I noticed we didn’t have a suit to swim in, Cole didn’t bring his either, so we just swam in our briefs, which to me was like almost swimming nude, Cole had white briefs and I could almost see the whole package, outline of his big cock, I could tell he was cut, and his balls had even shrunken up from the cool waters, but the still looked bigger than mine. I was getting more turned on sexually for some strange reason.

we got back to the tents and we stripped off our briefs stood there in the woods naked and I noticed Coles ass, I almost swallowed my tongue, what is going on, I have never looked at a guys ass, I always thought of that sort of thing as being kinda sick, but here I was almost licking my lips looking at this young man, who had one of the most gorgeous asses that I had ever seen and when he turned around and saw me, I was just staring, lusting after him, I had lost all sense of reasonging, was it because I hadn’t had sex for so long, was it because I was a latent Homosexual, and its just now coming to the surface. But here I was staring at Coles beautiful body, and my cock was sticking straight out, hard as a rock, My son just smiled really big and said, ‘HE HE HE, Dads got a big boner,’ I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist, and ducked into the Big tent. I grabbed a pair of sweat pants,and put them on. About an hour after having supper, and a few drinks, the little boys went to sleep in their tents and they giggled and played around, just haveing a good time, I pulled out a couple beers and handed one to Cole, we drank a couple beers together and I really was relaxing, I told Cole, ‘Man, my neck and back are hurting,’ Cole came over, and set down beside me and reached up and started massaging my neck and It felt awesome, he said,’lets hit the sack,’ I said, ‘Sounds like a plan to me.’

We crawled in and I had brought a full sized air mattress, we stripped to our underwear and just layed down, on the mattress, Cole crawled up on my back and set straddle of me while I layed on my stomack, He started massaging my back and neck, and I must say it felt out of sight.

As he rubbed my back I began to feel so relaxed and Cole rubbed and was making me float away, Cole slipped down and was rubbing my lower back, and then he slid down lower and started rubbing my legs it felt really awesome and he was rubbing my inner legs and I felt his hand slip up against my ass cheeks and he just held it there, for some reason I opened up my legs to let him have access to my inner thighs, and I must say it felt soooo damn good, I felt my cock do a lurch, and start to stiffen up, and as he rubbed my inner legs I could feel his fingers as they touched my nutsack under the leg openings of my briefs. I was really loving this feeling, and by now about five minutes into this rubdown, he had me breathing hard and my cock was feeling Like I was going to explode, my emotions were swimming around in my head, knowing I wasn’t gay, but feeling like I wanted to do something, my nuts were aching wanting a release.

I was laying there on top of a very hard seven inch cock underneath me.

Cole just stopped rubbing my inner thighs and, he was smiling very much, and seemed happy with himself, and he said Uncle Jason, roll over and I will get the front, I wasn’t sure about this, but I just said, ‘well O.K.’

I rolled over and Cole saw a very hard cock laying over to the side sticking outward from my crotch, and said, ‘Uncle Jason, man that needs some real attention.’ I just said, ‘Fuck if I don’t know that.’ He said, ‘Just lay back and let me take care of things,’ I really know better, but I had lost all sense of right or wrong, The head of my cock was doing the thinking now, I needed this bad, no matter what it is, I

just let Cole do what ever it is he wanted, I felt his lips start sucking my nippels, god that felt so great, he was rubbing my stomach and gently taking his fingers and stroking around the elastic line of my briefs it was so fucking awesome, I raised up when he wanted to take my briefs off.

My cock flopped out and smacked my stomach, and Cole grabbed my cock and said, ‘Uncle Jason, you need some lovin.’ I let out a groan as I felt his hot mouth go over the head of my cock and felt the heat and moisture of his mouth ,and Cole slid his mouth down to he pubic hair on my body, God man, I don’t know if it was the fact I needed something, or if I hadn’t gotten off in a long time.

But what ever it was, my mind could only think about one thing, ‘God Damn man, this was feeling just awesome,’ I was shoveing my hips upward to respond to the sucking motions of Cole, and he was doing one of the most awesome feeling jobs of sucking cock that I have ever had, and Never before by a dude, and I was flying to the stars, god, I didn’t care if it was a sheep sucking my cock It was awesome. Cole was sucking and I realized this was my nephew, and just how much I loved him, and Cole was Always my favorite , he had always had a special place for uncle Jason. I just knew I didn’t want him to stop, I could feel the sensitivity in my cock gettin stronger, that feeling, that awesome fucking feeling, and I heard myself saying ‘AW Fuck man, Oh Jesus, Fuck me man, and then I just tightend up all my muscles had locked tight and I felt my cock as I let out a loud groan, start to shoot an enormous load and Cole was sucking and swallowing like a starving man at a picknik table, this kid just kept sucking and licking even after I had finished, and I made him stop as I was laughing , damn my cock head felt like it would explode if someone touched it for a while. It was then that the question formed in my mind man, Cole was an expert at this, the way he sucked me, was not his first time doing this, is he gay?

I was laying there when I heard the little boys coming up to the tent, and I grabbed a blanket and covered my self up, and Kevin and Joey stuck their heads into our tent and said, ‘Dad, you o.k.?’ I said, ‘Yeah, Why?’ He said, ‘I heard you moaning and thought something was wrong,?’ I just said, ‘What you heard was me and Cole wrestling’ Kevin said, ‘Oh, well did you beat him,’ I said, ‘No it was a draw,’ He said,’Oh well good nite then.’ Cole looked over at me and smiled and started laughing and said, ‘WRESTLING’ thats a good one.’ I looked at him and laughed and said ‘yea I know: I had to do that a lot with my dad to cover my ass when I was a teenager.’

Well I noticed Cole had a really hard cock in his shorts and I looked and said, ‘Man that needs some attention too.’ He just smiled and said, ‘Yea it does.’ I reached over and took his cock into my hand, and he moaned and shoved his hips outward, I rubbed it lovingly, and he was loveing it, his eyes were closed, he was rubbing his nipples and moaning. I took him and said ‘Cole, I want to make you feel like you made me feel.’ I layed him down and said, ‘Cole, I have never sucked a guy off before, and the only cock that I have touched is mine.’

‘Cole just said, ‘Uncle Jason, you know what makes your cock feel good, just do that to mine,’ I said ‘I can do that.’ I layed him down and for the first time in this ‘straight boys life,’ I felt a cock in my mouth, It was different, it was huge feeling, and It tasted wonderful, I loved the feel of his cock, it smelled like deodorant soap and a little sweaty but awesome tasting, and I started sucking cock like a hungry dog going after a bone. Cole was moaning his aproval of what I was doing. Cole was raising up on his elbows and said, ‘Aw Fuck uncle Jason, Thats awesome, damn, I felt really great I was doing a pretty good job but didn’t know about what I would do when Cole unloaded his cum into my mouth. Well in a few minutes I felt Coles hands on the back of my head and I felt his cock start to shooting that cum into my mouth, I was really surprises at its taste, a little salty, sorta bleachy, and sweet at the same time, different but not bad, I just did like Cole had done, Swallowed and licked his cock off, I almost gagged a couple times but restrained myself. Cole seemed to have loved it, he was panting and breathing heavy and he said,’God Man, You did fantastic.’ I was really proud, I said, ‘Cole, My wife can never know what just happened here,’ Cole, smiled and said, ‘Uncle Jason, do you think I’m crazy? I’m not an idiot, Why would I ruin a good thing, I want to do this again with you sometime.’

Well before morning time I had fucked Cole’s ass and I had the awesome pleasure, painful though it was, of feeling his awesome cock in my ass, I was a little raw back there for a day or so, but I loved it anyway, and I cum from it to, that was a first too. I knew I would do this again sometime with Cole when the chance came up.

I must say that I and Cole had a fucking good time on that campout.

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Being gay in the 21st century in the United Kingdom is certainly more relaxed that even a few years ago. When two guys who want to be together are ready they can ‘get married’ and have all the legal perks that is entailed. Of course guys have lived together in the U.K. for years but at last we can feel comfortable intermixed with the rest of society. That’s how I was with Simon. We were both 33, both good looking (at least we thought so) and both earning well. When we saw the house in suburbia we fell in love. It wasn’t some gay man’s dream (i.e. period house full of original features), it was a straight forward small detached three bedroom house in modern development with an integral garage and neighbours who were also all in their thirties only heterosexual!!

If we stuck out, we didn’t notice, and to be honest, we didn’t care. We were just like them in many ways, minus the kids. We nodded to neighbours as we drove home; we chatted about the weather and local gossip and got on with life. The first to speak to us properly were Jeff and Miriam who lived two houses up from us. I have to be honest and say that Simon and I had clocked Jeff already. He was one heck of a gorgeous guy with the looks of a clothing model. He was around six feet tall, well built and he gave off a kind of sex appeal in whatever he did. His dark short hair and six o’clock shadow only added to that appeal.

I think at this stage I need to confess something. Simon and I hade been together since we were 23 and had been legally together for 2 years. I said we were just like any other married couple which isn’t strictly true as we did like to have a little fun from time to time. It might be a threesome or two when on holiday, or meeting with some like minded guy or guys while staying at home. It certainly added spice to our life and actually made our relationship stronger. So talking about Jeff and how hunky he looked was a great time-passer. Jeff certainly paid attention to himself. He only wore designer clothes and was always immaculately groomed whether going to work or digging the garden.

So we enjoyed looking and, to be honest, chatting about what he might be like in bed, when we needed some stimulus added to some late night sex romp together. Of course we were far too nice to be predators, especially to some sweet married couple. It was far too close to home for us.

Anyway back to Miriam and Jeff. Miriam was the first. She came up to me in the front garden one day in the height of summer and introduced herself properly.

‘Hi I feel I really should say hello properly,’ she said. ‘I’m Miriam and you?’

‘Oh hi, I’m Stephen but answer to Steve,’ I replied.

‘And your..em..friend?’ The hesitation was noticeable and her face reddened slightly.

‘Oh you mean Simon. We both begin with ‘S’,’ I said.

‘We don’t – he’s Jeff,’ she replied nodding to the person washing their car. ‘We’re having a few other couples for a barbeque tomorrow afternoon around 3.00pm so would you and Simon like to come and meet the neighbours?’

‘Might be an good idea after being here three months,’ I said.

‘See you tomorrow,’ she waved as she walked back to the hunk stripped to the waist washing the car.

He looked up, wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, nodded and smiled and my knees gave way. I couldn’t wait to tell Simon.

It took us two hours to dress down enough to look really cool and smart but still, when we arrived, Jeff stood there coolly pouring wine, his teeth dazzling us in the sun, dressed in fabulous Abercrombie and Fitch from head to foot.

‘If he was gay, he’d be a queen,’ whispered Simon.

‘Bitch,’ I sneered back and we both stifled a giggle.

Jeff strode across as soon as he saw up and tried to pull both our right arms out of their sockets with a manly hand shake before we made the introductions. We were then taken around the assembled group of some twenty or so people and introduced. Most were in their thirties or forties and all upwardly mobile. Jeff was by far the most handsome though there were a couple of quite pretty things including the 18 year old son of the oldest couple there, who gave us a very curious look which verged on a Gaydar signal!!

Miriam loved us. She fussed over us, she chatted with us, and she dragged us around everyone all over again. Within two hours she was asking advice on her interior decoration (why do straights think that every gay has a decorator gene just waiting to be exploited?). The decor was stunning and far in excess of anything we could have done.

‘It was mainly Jeff’s ideas,’ she said. We both looked at each other, eyebrows raised.

Two things came out of that afternoon. Miriam and Jeff became our closest neighbours and hardly a day went by that we weren’t in their house or Miriam was in ours and we managed to have a very embarrassing afternoon two weeks later with young David, the 18 year old who on the pretext of offering inexpensive gardening services, inveigled his way into our house one Saturday afternoon and through the process of sitting with his legs open so we could see clearly up his shorts (no underwear), then a visit to our toilet where he left the door open and started to masturbate openly, we decided to put him out of his misery and stripped him naked, threw him on the bed, then as Simon fed his cock to him, I took his cock in my mouth and was rewarded with a stream of thin teenage ejaculate. The session lasted under ten minutes and young David was down the driveway two minutes after that. I think he thought he had seduced us because he kept well away after that.

As the four-way friendship developed, the fact that we were a ‘couple’ became less of a secret. We didn’t ‘come out’ as such but the information more or less ‘leaked out.’ Before long the gay innuendoes from Jeff followed. They were never offensive and we gave back as good as we got. They had no children which we found strange in a couple who were in their early thirties but we didn’t discuss it initially. Miriam did say that they had tried and failed and they had had tests which, apart from a slightly lower than normal sperm count in Jeff, didn’t explain why there were no babies yet. They were going to try ‘other methods’ soon but in the meantime, sex had become more of a routine than fun. All this leaked out over a few conversations with Miriam usually with a glass of wine in hand.

Jeff started to ‘flirt’ a bit more with us. Not for a minute was this ‘I want to go to bed with you’ flirting, but more the ‘I want you to find me attractive so that I can have the satisfaction of telling my mates you fancy me,’ kind of flirting. I got the feeling he would enjoy telling the other guys at the estate agency where he worked that the gays next door were keen to get into his pants. Sadly, we were, but were not going to let on to him, plus we had too much respect for Miriam, even if he was ever to come on to us.

The next phase with Jeff, when we didn’t rise to his bait, was to be stripped to the waist, band of Armani briefs showing above his trouser/jeans waist band (if there is something that gets my juices going then that’s it). Still we ignored it.

One Friday after dinner, and Miriam’s retiral to bed, a slightly drunk Jeff asked us what we did.

‘What do you mean, what do we do?’ I asked.

‘You know, in bed,’ he asked boldly.

‘What do you think we do?’ I threw back at him. ‘What do you and Miriam do?’ I asked.

‘Not enough,’ he said.

A silence ensued.

‘I’d like to know what gays do in bed?’ he continued.

‘Surely you can guess some of it?’ I said to him.

‘Who takes it up the bum, you or Simon? He said.

‘Jeesus you’re getting personal,’ I retorted.

‘Sorry, I just felt we knew each other by now.’

I said, ‘At the moment it’s not really something I want to talk about to strangers.’

I think we was offended and slightly miffed so he went on to tell us about the baby thing and the sperm count and the fact that they had not been having as much sex, partly because Miriam had slightly lost interest, but so had he. He did say that he couldn’t ever look for another woman as he couldn’t two-time her. I was pleased to hear it.

It was well after 2.30 am when we finished our fourth bottle of Chablis that night. Jeff looked over at us, sitting together on the couch opposite and said, ‘Are you still doing things regularly?’

I answered that one and told him we were.

‘How do you keep it interesting?’

Simon gave me ‘the look’ and I just smiled and said, ‘This and that.’

We were all very mellow when Jeff again said, ‘What do you actually do?’

Simon suddenly said, ‘We fuck, where we can find a hole to fuck, just like you and Miriam, except we have the flexibility of taking turn around.’

Jeff absorbed that one and we both noticed him adjusting the front of his jeans. He was turned on.

‘Don’t you ever look at anyone else?’ he asked.

‘All the time,’ I coolly responded.

‘Don’t you get jealous of each other then?’ he continued.

‘Not if we share the person we both fancy,’ I answered without actually thinking.

The ensuing reaction and detailed questioning became rather embarrassing as I tried some damage limitation, suggesting it was only an isolated time or two.

He still let out an amazed, ‘Wow, you sluts!’ a smile widening across his face.

It was time to go so we made our excuses and left.

A lot of conversation followed between us, about Jeff. We decided he was just a little lost and randy and was seeking solace in people close to him. We decided it was Miriam we should feel sorry for. We could not even pursue Jeff’s curiosity out of respect for her.

That was until the day I saw the plumber back at Miriam and Jeff’s house for the second time that week. When I saw her, I asked if they had some problems and she said it was a leak in the bathroom. Strangely, when I asked Jeff if they had managed to get the leak sorted, he said it had been repaired three weeks previously. The plumber next visit the following Monday, started to raise my curiosity. Sometimes working from home can be a curse!

I walked out and around to the back of the house, then down the service lane and, sure enough, their bedroom curtains were almost closed. As I looked again from behind a tree, a hunky, hairy plumber, naked to the waist, reached up and closed them fully. Miriam was getting her satisfaction elsewhere.

When I told Simon, he smiled and said, ‘That changes the rules doesn’t it?’ His wicked grin suggested we should, perhaps, push Jeff’s curiosity.

Of course nothing did happen. I didn’t see the plumber’s van again though I did see a dark saloon car parked near her house and what looked like the same guy going inside, on a couple of other occasions. Miriam seemed much perkier than usual but, having seen the plumber, I would have been perkier if he had been sticking his cock into me on a regular basis. Jeff was happier because Miriam was happier and we weren’t going to spill the beans.

Jeff heard that we had been using a gym in the town centre and said he was thinking of moving to it. We arranged for a guest pass and he came with us. After our exercises I was aware, in the showers, that Jeff was taking an interest in me while I soaped. Simon was already getting dressed.

We showered alongside each other and Jeff suddenly said, ‘Do you take Simon or the other way around?’

I was slightly taken aback but told him that I usually took Simon.

‘He seems well blessed so how can you get it all inside you?’ he continued while washing away quite nonchalantly.

‘Patience and experience,’ I said. ‘I can take a lot bigger than Simon if I have to.’

Jeff looked down at his cock and cupped his hands under his balls to make it rise up. ‘Even this, if you had to?’

‘Particularly that if I had to,’ I said smiling.

‘Slut,’ he said with a smile and changed the conversation around to whether we should go for drink afterwards.

We ended up in a semi-gay bar where many local gays met for a drink on weekday evenings. The gayness wasn’t that obvious so we weren’t troubled at taking Jeff. After a few pints, Jeff went to the toilet and I updated Simon on the conversation in the showers. When Jeff returned, he sat down with a smirk on his face.

‘Christ you gays are well blessed,’ he said. ‘The guy next to me at the urinals flashed a fucking massive dick at me, brick hard as well. Nice to see I can pull both sexes.’ He looked over at me and said,’ And I bet you would have had problems taking his cock up your arse.’ He then nodded to the guy coming out of the toilets.

I looked across at the attractive thirty-something coming out and smiled as I glanced over at Simon, then Jeff and said, ‘I have!’

Jeff spluttered, ‘You two are just too much.’

The odd innuendo on evening sessions with him and Miriam was all that followed. We saw little further evidence of Miriam’s plumber fling but her constant good nature suggested he was still keeping her happy and Jeff, from what he said, was still not getting enough.

A hen party for one of Miriam’s old schoolmates took her to Dublin for three nights and prompted a suggestion from Jeff that we have a wild lad’s weekend at home. His emphasis at the two words ‘wild’ and ‘lads’ suggested to me that he wanted to tease his sexuality further.

Simon was a bit awkward at first. ‘What happens if we end up naked in bed with him? And then what happens afterwards?’

‘You know Simon,’ I said, ‘I’m so fucking hot to have his cock in me that I don’t fucking care.’

‘Randy cunt,’ he said with a smile.

Night one, Friday, went as most drunken lad’s night do and we ended up, after a pub crawl, back at ours. All slouched on relevant couches and talking about life. We found out that Jeff had gone to a well heeled boarding school and he told us that, though there were many ‘faggots’ he had never indulged as it hadn’t been his scene. After a suitably long and embarrassed silence he then told us, his attitude had changed. In what way, we didn’t know!

‘How many guys have fucked you?’ he suddenly asked me.

‘Don’t know, probably around 60,’ I said.

‘Holy shit,’ he responded.

‘How many guys have you fucked?’ he asked Simon.

‘Around 60,’ he said, ‘but I have sex with many more whom I haven’t fucked.’

‘Jeesus Christ and here’s me thinking having 10 women was amazing and daring. I’m missing out somewhere and certainly now when Miriam thinks sex is a once a month thing!’ he said.

He started to ask a few more personal questions about how I kept it clean for fucking and both Simon and I got a very clear feeling that that was one of his aversions had clearly been swept away. At around 1.00am he clambered to his feet and said he was horny and going to bed and with that, he stumbled out of the door, leaving Simon and I with brick hard erections and the need for some quick mutual masturbation.

He invited himself for supper the following night and though we did not want to push him towards sex (and suffer recriminations when his guilty conscience kicked in), we were determined to be slightly more proactive and responsive to his questions this time.

After dinner, beer and wine, we ended up in an almost identical scenario on the couches. Jeff nursed a Remy Martin and pointed out that he had had to wank twice the previous night.

‘Miriam’s away and you two can fuck each other whereas all I have is this,’ he said holding up his right hand.

‘Oh poor Jeff. If we had known, we would have helped you,’ I said.

‘Yeh a real dick in you would have made you less cocky,’ he slurred.

‘Did you fuck last night?’ he then asked quietly.

‘Yes,’ Simon lied, ‘he took my cock right in him and I shot gallons of cum up his arse.’

We both saw the lump grow in Jeff’s jeans and he made no attempt to cover it.

‘I bet that looked awesome,’ he said. ‘I would love to see you at it.’

Silence ensued.

‘Have you ever done it in front of someone?’ he asked.

‘Yes and also in a group,’ said Simon.

‘Fucking Hell’I don’t suppose”?’ his voice faded.

‘Don’t suppose what Jeff. What is it you want to see? What do you want us to do Jeff? Tell us?’ I splurted the words out.

‘No it’s pervy,’ he said. Then he quietly continued with, ‘I just thought it would be awesome to see you two actually doing it. At school, I never had any of the faggots but sometimes I could hear them having each other after lights out and I used to lie in bed and quietly wank, wondering what faggots actually did. I would try to time cumming to when I heard them groaning and I knew they were cumming too but I never did anything else.’

‘We do something, you don’t cast it up and you don’t go all saintly on us because it’s you asking us and not us faggots asking you.’ I actually spat the word ‘faggot’ out as it was the one he had used throughout.

‘Would you, honestly? Fucking Ace! It would so turn me on and, you never know, I might even get excited enough to do something if you would let me.’

I quietly thought, ‘That’s what we’re hoping too.’

We were already well-prepared for sex on the off chance, so when Simon took me and started kissing me as we stood in front of Jeff, I was horny as Hell. Simon was breathing heavily, his tongue down my throat and his hands all over me. He pulled my t-shirt out and lifted it up to suck my nipples. It was pulled over my head and he unclipped my belt. I pulled Simon’s top off to bring his to the same state of undress as I was. We had choreographed well with shoes and socks being discarded next. Simon knelt in front of me and unzipped my jeans. He opened them discreetly pulled down the front of my white Armani’s and took my cock in his mouth, ensuring that Jeff couldn’t see it.

Jeff was wriggling on the sofa trying hard to see my cock but Simon ensured his mouth covered it all. Jeff was openly gripping his very visible erection. My jeans slipped to my ankles on their own and Simon stood up and slipped off his own, leaving us both naked except for white briefs. Our cocks were both straining.

‘It would help us both, if you relaxed and felt free to expose your own cock,’ said Simon.

Jeff grunted a non-committal response which sounded like, ‘maybe.’

Simon pushed me to my knees on the edge of the sofa in a doggy position and pulled my briefs down to expose my arse. He buried his mouth into me and started to lick me out. His tongue entered me and I had to grip my own cock and stroke gently as I was so horny. My briefs were removed and Simon rolled me out, flat on the floor, my six inches sticking proudly and firmly straight upwards. He slid his mouth fully over it, slipping the foreskin back as he did so then licking down to lick my balls.

The sharp outtake of breath made me look over to see Jeff’s jeans around his thighs along with his blue boxers and a very sizeable erection in his hand. Simon saw it too.

‘Don’t you dare fucking cum until we’re done and we don’t fancy fucking in front of a spent audience, ok?’ said Steve.

‘Don’t worry,’ said Jeff, ‘I can spin it out for hours.

‘Just long enough to fuck me,’ I thought.

Simon pulled off his briefs and sat astride me, defying natural law by trying to push his extremely hard cock downwards and into my mouth. I sat up and engulfed the head. His sweet tasting precum assailed my taste buds and left a trail from my mouth each time it slipped out.

‘Some size of a cock Simon,’ said Jeff, nodding in the direction of Simon’s eight inches.

He was right, of course. One thing I loved was Simon’s big cock which more than satisfied my desire for size of cock, if not for quantity of cocks! By now, Simon had slid down over my prone body and was sucking my dick again while I lay back, my hands behind my head. Jeff had pulled his jeans and shorts off and was stroking his cock on the sofa.

‘Would anyone suck mine?’ I heard him say.

‘Bring it here,’ I said as he rose from the sofa to kneel facing the top of my head, placing his balls on my face and his wonderful cock, at last, entered my mouth.

It was smaller that Simon’s in length but the width, that wonderful width. It was almost a rectangle, so bulk was it’s width to length ratio. I figured he was just short of seven inches but so, so thick. He, too had foreskin, as did Simon and I, and the skin had peeled partially back to reveal the pink head like a flower waiting to blossom. My tongue was in behind his skin and the faint musky smell of man hit me. He had obviously been clean earlier but his few trips to relieve himself had left a trace of manliness which was addictive. I giggled inwardly when I thought of the number of cock washes Simon and I had done that night ‘just in case.’

‘That’s fucking brilliant,’ he said as I used my expertise to get him hotter still. ‘You’re the first guy to touch my cock and certainly the first to suck it.’

Simon leaned upwards and shared Jeff’s cock with me. Both out mouths shared licking the sides and we took turns in sucking it in its entirety. I then took to ball-licking. His hairy balls were bigger and heavier than Simon’s as they lay on my face and my tongue enjoyed exploring them.

‘Let me see Steve being fucked,’ he said. ‘I so want to see a guy being fucked.’

I so wanted to let him see be being fucked too!

Simon decided on doggy fashion. I knelt on all fours as he lubricated my arse slowly. Jeff knelt to my side watching his every move. Simon handed him the lube and pointed to my arse. Jeff squirted some on his finger and gently worked first one, then two fingers into my arse. I was in Heaven.

‘That is awesome,’ said Jeff.

Simon handed Jeff the lubricant and asked him to spread it on his cock. After a moment’s hesitation, he did. We didn’t use condoms with each other so this was going to be a bareback entry. Simon persuaded Jeff to slide under me, his head between my legs and a perfect view of entry. This meant I had full access to his wonderful thick cock with my mouth. Simon slowly entered me to a chorus of gasps from Jeff. I wasn’t sure if it was what he was seeing or what I was doing to his cock with my mouth.

It must have looked amazing to him to see Simon’s big cock slide fully in and out of my hole, pulling the flesh around my ring with it on each exit and back in with each entry. He held my hips as he thrusted in and out and I gave Jeff’s cock a full service with my mouth, slowing when I felt him head for climax and speeding up when he wasn’t. He was shuddering with excitement.

Simon and I stayed locked with Jeff’s cock in my mouth, for a round 5 minutes before Simon withdrew his cock and stood up. ‘You now, Jeff,’ he said.

‘I’ve never’I don’t know if I’..’ he spluttered his half hearted excuses for NOT doing it.

‘For Christ’s sake, fuck me!’ I said.

Like a meek lamb, he crawled behind me where Simon handed him a condom, took his cock in hand and lubed it, before taking the opened condom back and gently rolling over his thick dick. He then lubed the latex covered flesh and aimed it at my hole with his own hand (something that always turned him on). Jeff took my hips in hand and started to push in. I felt my arse really stretch with this monster and it took about four attempts before the head of it reached the point of no return and he slid into my arse.

As this thick tube made its way upwards, it almost took my breath away. It felt at though it was never going to stop and even though I had been finger stretched and cock stretched, it was still quite a colossal amount of man flesh to take.

‘Oh my God, oh my God,’ he kept saying as his upwards thrust was replaced with its first pull back and the real fucking began.

It was one Hell of a fucking. Jeff had been holding back for some time I think, as he really threw all caution to the wind. He gripped my hips so hard I had bruising for a few days afterwards, and he started hammering at my arse. Simon was attempting to rim him as he did it but such was the speed of his fucking that I felt sure he would get a broken nose if he kept up the attempt. Everything was ignored by Jeff except whatever sensations was powering up his cock and I knew he was going to shoot his load inside me.

His orgasm was almost frightening and if his wife had been at home she would have heard it two houses away. When he came, the thrusts were violent probes, with second-short silences before another two, or three short thrusts inside my arse. He slid off and rolled on to his back, his cock still erect and the condom, its exceptionally full load, dragging the sac at the top to the side. He left it there, looking lusciously sexy as Simon, once more entered me.

There is nothing Simon loves more than fucking my well fucked bum so his onslaught didn’t last too long. I gripped my own cock and jerked it a few times waiting for Simon’s orgasm which was quick and explosive. His warm spurts of cum jetted into me giving me that wonderful warm feeling only a healthy load of sperm can give. When he finished, I rolled on to my back and finished myself off spraying a healthy coating of my own seed straight into Jeff’s shocked face.

‘Another first for him,’ I thought.

There was little embarrassment afterwards and in fact we stayed naked for some time and Jeff let me suck him off later which was a lot more leisurely and extremely selfish and enjoyable. He stayed the night and slept between us and we had another, non-fucking session in the morning.

‘Where does this leave me now?’ he said over breakfast.

‘That’s easy,’ I said. ‘You’re a married man with a lovely wife who loves some man sex now and then and can get it on tap when he fancies it.’

‘Mmm, that’s sounds about right,’ he said.

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The sky was beautiful as I walked out onto the veranda of A Roman Centurian Captains dwelling. I was standing there just in my sleeping tunick, I knew he liked me like that, standing in the full sunlight as he stared at my sleek, slender, yet muscular body, I was really a well built, good looking young Italian man, about twenty two, I had black hair, a nicely muscular torso, of defined proportions, I had a clean, hairfree muscualr chest and stomach, and was very good looking as young men go these days. I would always wake up in the morning and make my self ready in the case that Phileas, Captain and Centurian, in the Emperors Army, were to possibly be coming home that day. I would wait anxiously on the highest balcony atop the Home of Phileas, I would watch daily for his return from whatever battle that they were engaged in at the time. From that vantage point I could see him coming for almost a mile, and I could prepare myself for him. These years were the finest of Romes conquering years, Rome ruled the known world, and Phileas was the one of the top Centurean Captains.

I would look at myself and preen, and primp for my Love master, making sure I looked my very best, and ready for him, I was his to command. I loved him with all my inner being, He was a god among men. Many nights I would lay on my bed, while he was away just thinking of him and rubbing my love muscle, fantasizing about this gorgeous man, Phileas, I would stroke myself to a complete and satisfying climax as I dreamed of his awesome body, and what we would be doing together, if he were here at that moment, he was my love master.

I was standing on the terrace overlooking the courtyard of his home, when I saw him at a distance, riding up on his horse, My heart started beating like it was going to a race, and I felt extreme excitment as his horse galloped closer, I ran to the baths, I knew what Phileas expected of me, I stripped down to total nakedness, and slowly and sensuouly slipped into the warm water, I just stood at the edge of the bath pool and awaited my masters entrance. I knew that this would be the first thing that he wanted when he arrived.

I heard each foot step as his heavy booted feet walked with a steady given gate, and each step brought my lover, My earthbound God, closer to me. I just leaned back with my back against the stones at the edge of the bath pool, and layed out my arms along the edges waiting for his appearance. My heart was pounding with anticipation as his steps came closer, The curtains across the door soon opened, and there he stood, I almost stopped breathing, What an awesome sight, my eyes were fixed upon his masculinity, an awesome site to behold. I watched with eagerness as he began undressing. He stared at me like a loved starved animal, and I could see the lust burning in his glazed eyes as he stared straight at me, my cock was sticking out like a tree limb, stiff, and throbbing, my body, my cock, and my nuts, ached for his touch, I could hardly swallow. He reached down and undid his boot sandles, and then his shin guards, then he took them off, his legs were thick, covered with a brush of dark hair, so muscular, so thick and heavy, then he took off his helmet, and I saw that beautiful black curly hair jutting outward wildly, I observed his light line of a beard, closly trimmed, from his temples down and around his chin, it was awesome looking, He layed his helmet down on the chair there, Then he undid his shoulder guards,the heavy leather guards with the emblem of his rank fixed upon them, He layed his sword down against the chair. I was really starting to breathe heavely then, he put his shoulder pads down, and then he took off his Breast plate and chest pad. and layed them down, and I saw the most powerfully muscled chest in all of Rome, My God it was awesome looking, His Chest was covered like his legs in a nice covering of black hair, I looked at his heavely rippled stomach muscles, each abdomen muscle itself was a work of art, and then he undid his groin protector and layed it aside, and he stood ther in only his black thin, crotch cloth, which was a strip of thin cloth that when under his crotch and back up under his back, and tied on each sides of his waist line, to hold his heavy manhood and testicles in place during a battle sort of an undergarment. I noticed just how awesomely full it was in the front, he untied it and I saw the object of so many of our special times together, I couldn’t wait to feel it inside me once again, it was what I lived for, to pleasure Phileas, this god among men, I could not believe just how awesome he looked, His manhood was jutting out in anticipation as he stared straight into my eyes, I watched as his foreskin slowly slid back without anyone touching it exposing that wonderful purplish, pink, head of love. I couldn’t wait untill I could once again get it in my mouth and taste the wonderful taste of Phileas.

He slowly walked toward me finally stepping into the bathpool, I was almost shaking as he drew closer with one thing on his mind, Me. I was about to explode with my own excitment as that awesome looking cock got closer to me, I realized just how big it was, I didn’t fear it either, for I had had it inside my love canal before, and Phileas was as good a lover to me as he was a Roman Captain, and warrior.

My whole intent was to be a total pleasure to him, I looked down at his cock as it jutted upward and he walked toward me, it was as thick as my wrist and almost half as long as my forearm, he was far bigger than anyone I had known, and he had chosen me, as his lover.

I felt like a god has chosen a mortal to be lovers with.

Finally I smelled his manliness as he closed in on me, constantly staring into my eyes, and I felt in awe at his presence, His awesome manly heavy aroma was like a wonderful fragrance, that I could wear forever, It was mesmerizing and intoxicating. I felt his awesome strength as he grabbed my shoulders and lifted me up out of the water and started kissing my mouth, I was about to pass out, I couldn’t seem to get enough of him, He was kissing me and slathering my body with his saliva and tongue, I felt totally helpless and emptied of all my essence as he began to hug me and tell me how much he had missed me, and how he could’t wait to return to the man of his love.

I just let him have his way as he slathered me with affection, He pulled me up and layed my on my back there on the edge of the pool, he lifted my legs and licked on my nutsack, and even took my very hard seven inch cock into his mouth, and sucked me so lovingly, I was amongst the stars, I had felt like I had died and gone to heave, the sensation in my cock was unelbieveable, I felt like he had poured liquid fire onto my private parts. No words had been spoken up to that point, I just did what he wanted automatically. Finally, he got up out of the pool, and picked me up and carried me to the bedchamber, pulled the privacy curtains, and he started in on me, God it was awesome, no one could make me feel like Phileas.

Phileas, finally layed back on his back and I started working on his huge manhood, It tasted like heaven, so thick and he was leaking love honey, that clear special essence that only a man can have, I was swallowing his love honey, and licking his exposed head, and he was moaning and telling me that no one had ever made him feel like I did, I felt so wonderful hearing that from him, My Roman God, My Master.

I sucked and licked his beautiful huge nuts, and rolled them around in my mouth, and started finally sucking his cock into my mouth as far as I could take this huge peice of meat.

I could tell he was getting close, since while on the battle field he had not been able to have sex, and I knew what was coming, he stopped me and leaned me back over and started sticking his tongue into my love channel, I went almost Ballistic, god his tongue was as long as my cock, and It felt fantastic, he was touching that spot, that awesome special spot inside me, and then the moment of truth, I felt his body lift upward as he stared into my eyes, and he lovingly said,’Demitri,’ And the head of his huge manhood as it started its entry into my body, I felt a great big pain and he impaled me with that awesome cock of his in one swift move, It was almost as swift as a military manuever, It went to the hilt. I had been there before, and I knew that the pain would shortly pass, and I started fucking him with my ass as he just layed still, I was clinging to him like a baby monkey clings to his mother, only with a huge cock in my ass. He just leaned over for a while and let me fuck him with my asshole, and then he took over and started really pounding my love canal with his massive hunk of meat.

I felt tht strong feeling, after about twentyfive minutes of his hammering away at my manhole, and I started groaning and sayin “Yes Man, Phileas, oh yes, I love you Phileas, I love you,’ and I felt it as my cock started jerking and spewing Lava, like Mount Etna. He saw this and smiled, and Said,’Amorae’ (I love you). and his cock started belching huge amounts of Man Lava and he filled my ass to overflowing, and then Like someone had drained him of all his energy, he just fell over on top of me.

We layed like that for quite a while, and had just gotten up and dressed, when a courier brought a message to Phileas from the Emperor, he Looked at me rather sadly, l and said, ‘Well I get to spend at least a couple of Days with you before I have to return to the front to do battle again, no matter, we shal enjoy the next couple of days while I am here.’

We had a wonderful evening meal on the balcony overlooking Rome, How beautiful it was at sunset.

After our dinner, and wine, I was picked up and hurried off to bed again by Phileas, as he smiled and we started it all over again, before he left to go back to the battle, we had made passionate love at least seven times, and I never tired of Phileas, and his awesome masculine body, I must say as a young man, I was in my Glory In Rome then too.

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Mom and Dad had taken their annual Cruise, this year to the Bahamas, they had been gone since Wednesday, and they would be gone for about three weeks, and Danny, my older brother came in Saturday afternoon and said, ‘Hey little Brother, I’m going to throw a party, tonight, and if your good and help serve my friends and help me keep things clean, you’ll probably get laid before the night is over,’ I just stood there at the kitchen sink with my mouth standing open, ‘Danny, Mom and Dad has told us, no wild parties,’ I said, He looked up and said, ‘Oh don’t get all saintly on me, Tink, you could use a little happiness and partying yourself, you need to get your pipes cleaned out once in a while,’

Well I must tell you Mom and Dad are strict about their house, and I wasn’t really happy about the party, but Danny was the eldest, and Dad had left him in charge.

Now I suppose your wondering about the name, ‘Tink,’ Well when I was a baby, I had kind of blondish, curly hair, My grandfather had this thing about giving us boys nicknames, and he thought I looked like a ‘tinkerbell’ sort of character. Well needless here I am at eighteen and I am still called ‘Tink’ short for tinkerbell.

Danny told me, he was bringing some Iced down coolers of wine coolers and plenty of Iced down beer, ordering Pizzas, and some Chinese food, and some different kinda of snack foods, I just looked a Danny and ask him, ‘Hey Danny how many of your friends did you invite?’

‘About twenty or so,’ Danny said.

‘I hope you got enough money for this, cause my money is put away for my new car.’ I said.

‘Not to worry, little bro. it’s all taken care of.’ Danny said.

Saturday quickly came around and I don’t know why I was excited, but I was almost as excited as Danny was, and I didn’t even know any of his friends except, Johnnie Klein, A really good looking, well built adonis looking dude, with enough ego to sink a ‘oil tanker’ He was so friggen conceited that the only picutre in his wallet was his own, thats a little humor to let you know just how self centered he is.

Johnnie would always make it his ploy to get under my skin, somehow, someway, and I would get frustrated at his remarks and his personality, But I will say I always was turned on by the huge bulge in his crotch, I would notice it almost first thing, every time he would come over. He would always wear tight blue denum jeans, and his crotch was so friggen packed, it bulged out and looked like he had a pair of gym socks stuffen on each side of the fly of his zipper, the bulge was gigantic.

Well Johnnie was the first to get there, and as usual, he walked in the kitchen door, and would grab me and give me this tight hug with one arm while he punched me with the other ,and say, ‘Hey Kid, I’ll bet your drooling after seeing me?’ I just said, ‘Yeah, I am, I’m about to throw up.’ He just smiled, ‘Hey Tink, Wheres that needle dick brother of yours? I said, ‘Up in his room, getting ready,’ Then Johnnie, just went up to Danny’s bedroom, I went about my business of setting up the tables and getting ready to order the Pizza’s, to have them delivered

About an hour later, the pizzas had been ordered the ice was on the drinks, I had even made a pot of coffee, and a pitcher of iced tea, just in case someone wanted that. Danny came down, and Johnnie followed him and aske me if everything was ready, I said, ‘sure is,’ he said, ‘Great, well he set out some ‘CD’s’ and some movies, just in case.

The door bell rang and about twenty people started filing in, the beer and wine cooler’s started flowing, I just sat in the kitchen with a glass of tea, just listening and watching, man there was good looking chicks, but my mind was on the dudes, there were some really hot dudes. I knew that they were strait8 dudes but that didn’t keep me from lusting and enjoying them, Now there was this one guy, I don’t know who he was, I knew most of Dannys friends, but this one I didn’t know, he looked about twenty seven and was sorta different looking he had longer hair than most there, he was Athletic built like most of Dannys buddies, He was Not thin but not heavy either, just a plain looking dude, not bad looking and he just wondered into the kitchen and started talking to me. He thought that my name was sorta cute ‘Tink’ and he smiled, He told me his name was Cody, He had moved here about three years ago, He worked for the electic company. I said, ‘I will be going to the community college this next semester in the fall,’ We talked about different things and I found out that Cody was a really nice guy, but his looks was deceiving, He had tatoos all over his body, I was mesmerized by his tatoos, we went into the kitchen and he took of his pullover shirt, I saw a large bald Eagle on his back, god it was awesome, and his arms were covered, they were quite impressive, then I saw he even had them on his toes, He was covered with tatoos, then he said come over here, and He opened his blue jeans and unzipped his pants and yanked down his underwear and his quite large cock was tatooed too, ‘Fuck me,’ I just looked up at Cody, and said, ‘God man that had to really hurt, especially on your dick?’ He said, ‘not as bad as you’d think, I just got high on whiskey, and really didn’t notice it, fuck while that guy was doing that one, I got a boner and came on his hand,’ I said, ‘Oh fuck, man, wow.’

Well I noticed after about four hours they gals and guys were starting to get it on, kissing and petting and getting into the sex thing, I was watching Johnnie and he had this girl on the couch and he had his hands in her pants, and was working it over, and his bulge was about to split his jeans, and there was a big wet spot in the front too, I was getting so turned on looking at the guys, I was sporting a big boner too, I needed something too. Johnnie had taken the girl into our guest bedroom and Danny had disappeared into his bedroom with a girl, most of the others had left in pairs to do their thing, and Cody and I were there by ourselves, Cody just said, Hey man, ‘What happened? everyone disappeared, I said, ‘Thats always my luck, no one for me to sleep with, I was still about half hard, Cody said, I’m in the same boat, too. I looked at Cody and had a brain storm, with underlying motives, I said, ‘Hey wanna sleep over with me, I have a double bed and you don’t have to go do you?’ I have enjoyed your company this evening and we can continue our talk and our nice evening in my room,’ he said, ‘Hey man, sounds like a winner to me.’

Cody and I went up to my room, carried a couple beers with us, And Cody said, ‘Man, I have a problem,’ I said, ‘yea! Whats that?’ he said, ‘I don’t wear anything in bed, I sleep in the nude.’ I just said, ‘why’s that a problem? I don’t either, and we stripped naked and he went to the bathroom and came, back out

We opened the door to the bedroom and stood there in the dark naked as newborn babies, and he said, ‘Listen, man, now they’re really partying, I could hear Johnnie moaning, that girl was almost screaming, and the bed really rocking and squeaking, I could hear the girl in the bedroom with Danny moaning and groaning loudly too, and by then I was as hard as a brick, I looked down at Codys cock and it was sticking straight out like a diving board, and he was big too. God I was really getting turned on, Cody looked at me and said, ‘Well I aint no girl, but I have enjoyed sex with other dudes before, would you like to get it on with me, I want to if you do. God man, I was astounded at the offer, I had never had sex with male or female, just my hand, and I looked down at his cock and then mine, and said, ‘Why not?’ Cody closed the door and said, ‘lets just close our minds to all else around us and lets enjoy each other, shall we?’ I let him take over, I was soon to find out what an awesome night this was going to be, Cody started gently kissing my body, my chest, and my mouth, he was doing the tongue thing inside my lips, gently nibbling my lips with his teeth, I was floating away, I had never felt this way, god I was in awe. Cody then sucked on my nipples and feeling were shooting all over my body, then he started tongueing my navel, and lower abdomen and then he slid his mouth down to the nutsack and started sucking it, god it was so wonderful feeling, so very erotic, and sexually stimulating and then he licked up and down my shaft, as he was doing this he slid a finger in between my ass cheeks and with a wet finger he started fingering my hole, God what a sensation. I was breathing so fucking heavy, and I as moaing and I felt like a little kid having his first birthday party, I was elated, my first time doing anything with anyone. Cody stopped long enough to ask me, if this was my first sex with another person, I said, ‘Yea, and it feels so fucking awesome,’

Cody just smiled like he had won a prize and started sucking my cock like it was full of choclate shake or something, He could really do it great, I was floating around in the air, just floating from such awesome sensations, and I felt the cum shot comming on and I started pumping up into his mouth and he started sucking more fervently and I started squirting my man juice into his mouth like crazy, I was grunting and moaning like I was dying, it was amazing feeling, like nothing I had ever before done or felt, Cody just wiped his lips with the back of his hand and said, ‘Hey Tink,’ that was delicious.

I had never before thought of cum as delicious. but I guess he thought that. I layed back and just layed there for a few minutes, I reached over and grabbed Codys cock and said, ‘hey man, I have never done anything with another dude before, so I’ll do my best, I took his cock and rubbed it a little and and felt the awesome feeling of another big cock in my hand, It was about seven inches long, and quite thick, thicker than mine anyway, I just jerked off on his cock and felt him raise his hips and moan, he was enjoying it, wow. I then just thought, I might as well find out about a few things, and I leaned over and started sucking on his big nuts, I noticed his pubic hair tickled my lips but I was loving doing this and knowing that I was making him happy with my licking and sucking. Cody just layed there sort of motionless, that is, untill I took his cock into my mouth, He groaned really loudly, and raised up on his elbows and just moaned he was really likeing this, and His cock was getting harder with each suck, with each, movement of my mouth, I guess I had sucked his awesome tasting cock for about ten minutes and then I felt his cock head get thick and hard, and it felt like a steel rod in my mouth, then he said, ‘Awe Fuck,’ and his cock started that pumping feeling and loaded me up with is manjuice. God it was awesome. Cody collapsed on the bed and just almost gasped for breath, I as just about as exhausted as he was.

We cuddled and went to sleep and woke up about four A.M. and he introduced me to anal sex, I love fucking another guy, it was as awesome as the oral sex.

Cody and I enjoyed our night together. We were setting together at the table when Danny came down in his briefs looking like the ‘last rose of summer,’ Cody and I looked up and laughed and said,’God Danny what happened to you last night?’

He just looked like we had dumped cold water on him, and he said, ‘Man, Dina like to fucked me to death, God she was wild, my cock is raw from it.’

I started laughing and Cody looked up at me and smiled, ‘Danny looked around at us and said, ‘Did you guys get laid last night?’ Cody just smiled and said, ‘not us, But we both got one hell of a good Blow job tho, man, we got our pipes cleaned out.’ Danny looked at me and said, ‘Way to go Tink, I’m proud of you.’ I looked at Cody and just thought that if Danny only knew that the blowjobs we both had was from each other, he pobably would have shit in his briefs. He just got a drink of water moaned something else and went back to bed. Cody and I have been meeting at Cody’s place, and he finally god his dick in my ass, God I really have gone almost crazy for sex with him, Just to think it was all because of a party we weren’t suppose to have.

Oh yeah, I finally got to suck Johnnie off, but thats another story.

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It was a hot dry mid summers day, and once again I found myself standing half naked, wearing only my briefs as I had forgot my bathers about to dive into my best mates pool. This wasn’t unusual we were completely comfortable with each other, it was only us home. Both of his parents had left for the weekend so we were completely alone. We were both 18 years old at the time. My friend was wearing his board shorts in the pool, they were a bit to small so I could see a well defined package, he was well hung from what I could tell and he had a body to die for, tanned, not very muscle, like a basketball player, well that’s exactly what he is actually. I was staring at him in the pool, watching his glide through the water, he looked up and saw me looking at him, and then looked down to my crotch, where to my embarrassment I was sporting a huge boner, and I was wearing nothing but my briefs. We looked at each other for a few moments, he was just staring at it eventually he looked away and I dived in to the pool to hide my hard on. I was so embarrassed and confused, I had never even looked at a guy before, but suddenly I was sporting a huge boner for my best mate. I couldn’t believe it.

We just sort of swam for a while, shooting some hoops on his floating basketball ring until suddenly he had an idea, and told me to close my eyes and count to ten so we could play Marco Polo…By this time I had completely forgotten about my boner before hand, but still I couldn’t get the thought of him, his tight ass and bulge out of my head. I yelled out Marco, he soon replied polo, we went on like this for a while until eventually I had him cornered, still with my eyes shut I reached out to catch him and grabbed something hard, yet soft, I opened my eyes and saw him standing there completely naked, with my hand on his dick. It was about 6 or 7 inches from what I could tell through the water.

I was a bit surprised and let go straight away, he was a bit embarrassed and quickly found his board shorts and began to cover himself up again. At this point I told him to stop and take it off again, as he let go of his board shorts and let them sink to the bottom of the pool, I pulled off my briefs to reveal my 6 inch circumcised cock. He looked down at my cock in the water, it was hard as hell. I was so confused right now, never in my life had I thought about another guy before yet now all I could think about was James, my best mate, the guy I had done all this amazing stuff with, even slept in the same bed many times on sleepovers…It suddenly occurred to me that James was gay, come to think about it he had never had a girl friend and he was one of the hottest guys in school, and whenever we slept in the same bed when I woke up he was always spooning with me, him the big spoon. I had never even considered the possibility before, and yet all those times we slept together he was gay.

He really was my best mate and I loved him, I felt this uncontrollable desire and I had to have him, I looked up from my thoughts to see James staring at me, worried that I might freak out. He leant towards me and kissed me on the lips, it was amazing, I kissed him back and we were soon in the most passionate kiss I could imagine, our tongues entwined, my hands were on his back, I slowly moved them down, lower onto his firm sculpted ass, he did the same with me. We both decided it would be best if we got out of the pool so we could make out easier, he climbed up the ladder first, wriggling that firm sculpted ass of his in my face as I climbed up behind him. We went inside and upstairs into his bedroom, by the time I got there he was lying there, spread still completely naked across his double bed. I ran and jumped on top of him and we continued our passionate embrace.

While all this was going on I felt like I was going to explode, as he was on the bottom I broke the kiss and moved down to his chest, and began to suck on his nipples, this drove him insane, so I kept moving down lower and lower to his belly button, there was a very faint snail trail of blond hair leading down to a small bush of pubes, apart from that he barely had any hair. I kissed his lower stomach and then I came to the head of his penis, I kissed it, and then moved further down to his balls and began to suck on them. He was begging me to just suck his cock, but I teased him a little longer, his balls tasted slightly salty like the pool. Eventually when I thought he could take it no longer I licked the tip of his cock, and tasted his shiny pre-cum, it tasted completely different to anything I had ever had, but I liked it. I tried to suck the whole of his uncircumcised cock, all 7 inches of it in one go but I couldn’t, I choked as the head of his penis tickled my throat, slowly I relaxed my throat and took his whole throbbing penis into my mouth. He was moaning like crazy and I could tell he was enjoying it, then all of a sudden he stopped moaning, he held his breath and I felt all his muscles tense up. I felt him orgasm uncontrollably, he shot a huge load of thick creamy cum in my mouth, I liked its salty taste and I tried to swallow all of it. Some leaked out back onto the head of his penis. Wanting more of his come I liked his sensitive piss slit, this drove him insane and he continued to shoot another few volleys into my waiting mouth. I cleaned up the rest of his cum, rubbing my tongue on his fore skin.

After I had done this he told me that he had loved me for a very long time and wanted to do this to me so badly for so long, I was lost in the moment, completely in love with him, he was my best mate after all. James told me he was going to do something to me and that it might hurt at first but that I would really enjoy it. He has me spread my legs apart and he went put his face in my ass and started licking my hole, it felt awesome, I felt like I was going to explode, then all of a sudden he stuck his finger up there. It felt weird and painful at first but then I began to relax, he stuck another two in there until my hole was wide open, he walked away, leaving my bear ass exposed and returned with some Vaseline, he rubbed it on his dick which despite shooting the mother of all loads was hard again. He lubed him self up good then slowly eased his hard cock into me, it was the most painful thing I had ever felt then all of a sudden the pain just eased and it started to feel really good. He started moving his cock in and out slowly and then getting faster…It felt awesome, I was jacking off while he was doing this , close to cumming, then I felt his dick harden inside me and he shot his load, I felt the warm liquid fill my insides while he writher in pleasure, I shot at the same time, covering my chest in cum.

Slowly he took his penis out of my ass then began to lick the cum of my chest, it felt amazing, he sucked on my nipples then on my circumcised cock to clean off the last bits of my salty cum. He moved up and kissed me, I could taste my cum on my best mates lips, and I liked it. I will never forget that day, it was the start of the greatest friendship I will ever have.

‘So, you fancy him, do you?’

‘No, I fancy you Maurice,’ I answered, trying to make a joke out of it. But I was beginning to get a little irritated with Maurice. We both knew why he’d offered me this trip home, and I was getting tired of him just not getting to it.

‘But you do fancy him, don’t you?’ Maurice persisted. ‘I mean you have nothing against mixed Orientals, have you? What would you say? A fourth White Russian, half northern Chinese, a fourth Thai, I would say. And I’ve been around in the region taking on deck hands long enough to be a pretty good judge of that.’

‘Yes, I suppose that could be right. Hell, I don’t anything about that. I’d only been in Singapore two weeks when you and I met.’

‘I was very selective, Paul. I always am,’ Maurice continued. If he could tell I was on the edge of irritation, he wasn’t admitting it. We were in the dining room of his container ship bound from Singapore to Miami by way of India, South Africa, and up the coast of South America. ‘Nine days and eight nights to Mumbai, India,’ Maurice was saying. ‘Eight deckhands taken on in Singapore and exchanged in Mumbai for the run to Cape Town with a new set. In each port, a new set. Just like always. Carefully picked.’

I wasn’t half listening to what Maurice was saying. He owned this container ship – and apparently several others – all plying the equator route, picking up here and letting off there, enabling the exchange of goods by countries across the tropics. I guess that made him quite wealthy. He was egalitarian, though. The passenger accommodations on the ship had proven to be surprisingly comfortable and plush. He must have had at least ten well-appointed cabins for passengers beyond the ship’s crew, but only he and I occupied any of these cabins on this run. And all, owner, passenger, and crew alike, took their regular meals in the common dining room.

I looked over at the sailor Maurice was prompting me to show interest in. It didn’t take much effort to show interest in him. He was a well over six feet and muscle hardened, as a veteran commercial sailor had to be. Maybe thirty-five, maybe older. As Maurice noted, he seemed to have enough of the Oriental in him to be somewhat inscrutable, but to my eyes, he was mainly Slavic. Maurice had mentioned he came from Harbin and claimed to be a descent of tsarist refugees. Certainly enough White Russian in him to have a sturdy, if extremely well-toned, physique and a well-chiseled face. And his hearty laugh and the way the others at his table responded and accepted him – obviously a well-liked man of good humor.

David hadn’t been like that. As he’d gotten older – and especially as he came to choose to think that I never aged along with him – and his maladies had set in, he’d gotten more ill-humored and snappish. ‘When will you grow into looking like a man,’ he’d mutter at me whenever we had a fight. But what was I supposed to do about that? There were certain attributes that made for a horse jockey type. The grand tour of Asia was supposed to make him happier. Well, that didn’t happen.

‘So, you fancy him, don’t you? Our quarter White Russian.’

‘Yes, yes, I fancy him,’ I answered in barely controlled exasperation.

* * * *

‘So, you fancy him, do you?’

‘Excuse me?’ I responded. Surprised to hear myself addressed. It was midday in the Raffles Hotel Long Bar, and I hadn’t realized that anyone was sitting at my elbow. I was slinging gin and tonics down in some sort of wake, although I had no idea how an official wake should go. I didn’t even like gin and tonics. But this is what David drank, so this is what I was drinking. It was, after all, David’s wake.

‘The bartender. You two have been chatting it up and you both look quite good. I thought you were working up to getting it on.’

‘No, no, of course not,’ I said. I might have been a little short with him, but the barkeep and I had been saying enough for him to know what our preferences were.

I turned and focused on the man sitting beside me at the bar who had asked me this strange question. He was maybe pushing fifty, but he didn’t drive a desk, I could tell. He had that hands-on worker aspect about him. Salt and pepper hair, and a lot of it. Thick curlings at the V of his open sports shirt and matting on the backs of his thick-fingered hands where they extended from his sports coat. But he also exuded money and power. Germanic would be what I’d guess if I had to make a guess. I wasn’t surprised he was chatting me up. I seem to have something that attracts these older men. David had been about his age when he had transitioned from me riding his horses to him riding me and eventually asking me to move my toothbrush into the main house.

‘No,’ I started again. ‘I just needed someone to talk to, I guess – to share a last salute with. And I thought the bartender was the only one here. I didn’t see you at the bar.’

‘I wasn’t at the bar. I was over there in the corner. Waiting for you to come in.’

I didn’t have time to process this, because he continued.

‘Someone to share a last salute with. I don’t . . .’

‘My companion . . . Oh, hell, my lover, the man who fed and clothed me . . . died the other day here in the Raffles Hotel. In bed . . . with me. I’ve just now gotten the paperwork finished and seen his body off for the States. But there wasn’t room for me in the box to Boston. So, I’m here, high and dry. I don’t know if I’m here to mourn him or to feel sorry for myself.’

What was I saying? I blushed in embarrassment. ‘I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said all of that. I guess I’m still in shock. I hope I didn’t say that to the bartender. I just don’t remember. Too many gin and tonics, I guess. I’m such a bore.’

‘No, no, you aren’t a bore at all. You’re endearing. And, yes, you did mention to the bartender that you had been a racing jockey some years past. That caught me by surprise. You don’t look hardly old enough to have had a past – or to be in this bar, for that matter. And you’ve said enough to the bartender that I thought you might fancy each other.’

I could tell a pass when I heard one. I started wondering whether I might string my Singapore stay out for another meal and a night. That was pretty hard as nails of me, I knew. But after tonight my suitcase would be in the hall, and Singapore’s welcome mat would be jerked out from underneath me, and I had no more prospect of leaving Singapore than I had of staying here. It was unfair, really, I thought. I’d given up a promising Jockeying career to go with David; you didn’t just dip in and out of that, you had to have a progression of recent successful rides to get anywhere. And I’d been nursemaid and lover to him for nearly ten years – all to the horror of his family. There would be no succor in that direction. I’d not get a dime from any of them to get home on, even though I’d been more family to him for nearly a decade than any of them had been.

The man beside me backed right off of what he was getting into saying, though. His whole expression changed. He became jocular, as if he was afraid he’d been too forward. But in my straits, I’m not sure what too forward would look like. I’d given out for my keep for some time now; I hadn’t honed any other skills.

‘Say, I’m starving,’ he said – as if he’d been thinking for some time how to move this proposition along and this was the best he could come up with. ‘You wouldn’t like to join me for a bit to eat in the Palm Court, would you? I hate to eat alone.’

‘Umm, the Palm Court isn’t exactly in my budge at . . .’ I mumbled.

‘Oh bother that,’ he said. ‘My treat, of course. My name’s Maurice, by the way. And yours is . . .’

‘Paul . . . just Paul.’

‘Well, Just Paul, tell me, do you fancy the bartender?’

I must have given him a very peculiar look, because he immediately steamed back into the conversation.

‘Ummm, well. Pity that. But come, the Palm Court awaits us.’

Over dinner Maurice established that he owned container ships plying around the world in the tropic zones and that he had one he was taking to Miami via the India, Africa, and South America route that was about to set sail.

‘I get the impression your David’s sudden death has left you here high and dry,’ he said over coffee. ‘Would it help to get you to Miami?’

Would it ever. I’d do just about anything for him to get passage to Miami.

‘It wouldn’t be the fastest route, of course. It would take more than a month actually . . . but if you’re interested, I could take you on board tomorrow. No, no problem, no cost to you. It would just be good to have someone to talk with during the journey. I’m not taking on any other passengers this time; you’d be no added cost to me; more than enough provisions are already on board, and what’s not consumed will just have to be thrown out.’

Manna dropped from heaven. I didn’t even try to pretend that I wouldn’t jump at the offer.

‘Would you like me to come up to your room with you tonight?’ I asked as we were rising from the dinner table. I didn’t want there to be any misunderstanding how grateful I was and what he had a right to ask of me in return.

‘No, no. Not tonight. That’s not necessary. Have your bags down by 9:30 tomorrow and we’ll leave straight for the docks.’

* * * *

We hadn’t set down to our evening meal in the container ship’s dining room until we had cleared the Singapore Straits and were steaming into the Indian sea. All alone now on the sea; no land and no other ships in sight in any direction. The sun was still bright outside; it wouldn’t set for another couple of hours. The ship’s mate came into the dining room as deserts were being handed out to report that we also seemed to be steaming into a squall. All hands were called on deck to methodically walk through the stacks of metal containers as big as box cars and ensure that all of the cabling holding them in place was as tight as could be. One container dislodged could roll the whole ship over in a high sea. It was going to be hard work and the sun was still hot, so all of the hands pushed their desert plates aside, stripped down to their waists, and headed for the hatchway.

I sucked in my breath at the look of the White Russian’s physique when he was stripped down. Heavily muscled, bulking, a regular Zeus. In fact, all of the deckhands were large-boned, particularly well muscled; and strong looking; it obviously was a career necessity.

Maurice left with them, but he returned in a few minutes, and we finished our deserts and coffee in an otherwise deserted dining room. He was being extremely polite and solicitous – almost fatherly – toward me. Not for the first time did I feel embarrassment at my slight size and young looks. I wondered how I was going to get past him treating me like I might break in two if he touched me. David had never shown me this regard.

Over the day on board, Maurice had grown on me. I was used to going with older men, and, although ‘of an age,’ he seemed in better shape than most. And his curly salt and pepper hair intrigued me. I wondered if he was as hairy under that shirt as the back of his hands and the V at his neck implied. And whether he had such a luxuriant bush at his pubes – and how low he was hung. The hair leading me down that path. I was resisting the urge to run my hands under the hem of his shirt and up to his nipples and trying to start the inevitable process of the taking – right here on the dining table. I leaned in a bit toward him and moved my hand to the edge of the table near him.

But then Maurice abruptly rose again from the table and took a step back. ‘We should turn in early,’ he said. ‘If we run into the squall, it will be a rough sailing night.’

‘Shall I come to your room tonight?’ I asked. Maurice had still not openly expressed the price of my passage, and I wanted to make clear that I knew what I owed. I also knew from how he looked at me that he wanted me, even though he was withdrawing from every signal I was sending him.

‘No, no. It’s not necessary,’ he answered.

I found this very frustrating. David – at least after my jockey career was shot when I stopped competing and putting horses through their paces so that I could respond to his every whim – had never let me forget that sex was my price for any favor or spending money. I hadn’t needed to beg for the responsibility or right to pay my own way with the only coin available to me with David. I couldn’t figure Maurice out.

My confusion and funk continued after I had gone back to my cabin, stripped down to my sleeping shorts, and tried, unsuccessfully, to read from one of the paperbacks I’d brought. The ship wasn’t churning in the disquieted seas too violently yet, but it was pitching and yawing enough so that my eyes couldn’t remain focused on the small print of the paperback. I had left the night lights on as Maurice had cautioned me to do with the comment that you never could tell where the furniture would wind up at night at sea and it would be best to be able to get your bearings if you had to get up in the night. But the lights cast an eerie red glow around the cabin and fought hard with every attempt I made to sleep.

I rose and padded barefooted out to the covered deck at the back of the passenger cabins, overlooking the wide span of the open hold in which the containers were stacked. Those of the deck crew who so recently had been heartily eating and laughing in the communal dining room were still hard at work, checking cables and tightening up anything loose on deck. It had grown dark now, as much from the black clouds scudding in from overhead as from the end of day. The White Russian, still naked to the waist, torso gleaming from sweat and salt water spray in the lights beaming down from the bridge, was there, not more than ten yards from where I was standing at the railing of the covered passenger deck. What came next came to me as if in a dream.

* * * *

He has come to me in the darkness of night in a stormy sea, riding me on the crest of the waves. I have had to raise the side the rails to stay in the berth as the ship struggles through the squall, rolling and churning through the stormy sea. He comes down heavily on my back as I’m stretched out in the berth on my belly. He is heavy with undulating, insistent muscle, invading, consuming.

Unable to sleep in the tossing sea, I had come to the rail and watched the deckhands moving like dancers, tightening the ropes, securing the cargo. I watched him, the burly White Russian, for hours as the ship raced toward the twilight horizon, just ahead of the storm, losing the race by the minute, inevitably being enfolded from behind in consuming embrace.

Stripped to the waist, he worked hard with ropes at the bow of the ship, letting his muscles and hands work as they knew so masterfully to do. Beauty in motion. Sensual. Arousing. No longer watching what he was doing, because he was watching me.

‘What was that you said?’ I called out over tumult.

‘Your cabin number?’ he called back. ‘I can come soon. I want to fuck you.’

‘Fuck me?’ I cried out in shock. Maurice had told him, had told the White Russian I fancied him.

‘Your cabin number,’ He called back. No longer a question.

I wonder if he would have come anyway, even if I had not told him the number.

Heavy, stretched out, covering me. Wet and salty, just come from the sea. Too strong for me, even if I had wanted to struggle. He gives me no choice, however. His strong arms lace under my armpits and back over my shoulders and make a fist with his hands at the nape of my neck.

His knees are forcing my thighs apart. His club of a dick is at my channel, pushing, pushing, pushing. Entering and rising up inside me. And he just holds me there, letting the rolling and lurching of the tossing, storm-cast sea move him deeper, deeper inside me, Rolling this way and that, the hot bulb of his cock kissing and assaulting my sensitive inner walls at all angles in the rhythm of the tossing sea. Ahhhhhhh.

* * * *

He was grunting hard and I was groaning even harder. I felt the bulk of him slip away from me and both heard and felt the slurping of his impaled dick pull out of me, and I thought he’d finished with me, short of my release. Short, I was sure, of his own. I had not invited him in, but I felt a sudden loss of him.

But he wasn’t leaving me; his weight momentarily removed, he turned me over on my back, and in one swift movement pushed his knees between my thighs and grabbed me above the hips, his hands so big and my waist so thin that his fingers almost met, and pulled my torso down hard into him as he thrust his dick strongly up in me once again. I cried out and arched my back, writhing and trembling under his new, stronger assault. I reached over my head and grabbed the rungs of the headboard to hold myself in place against the tossing ship and the White Russian’s digging cock.

My head lolled to one side, and that’s when I saw him. Maurice, sitting in a chair across the cabin. Naked under a robe, which was hanging open at his sides. Sitting there, one leg hooked over the arm of the chair to give him a wide stance, intensely watching the White Russian fuck me, a little smile on his face, his hand pulling slowly, rhythmically on his meat. The reddish glow of the night lights made the curled wisps of his heavily matted silver-colored chest hair stand out prominently. He was breathing heavily, his barrel chest expanding and contracting, bringing movement to the thatch of chest hair that reminded me of a breeze passing over a field of wheat. His engorged cock was big and thick, extending from a luxurious bush, its bulbous head angry red in the glow of the night lights – and glistening with precum. His eyes glued to the spectacle of the slight me being manhandled and fucked by the burly White Russian deckhand.

The rolling of the ship and the thrusting of the White Russian’s cock was too much for me. I gave a gasp and my muscles tightened, and then I gave a little scream, collapsed under the relentless pounding, and released my seed up into the muscular, flat belly muscle of the thrusting deckhand. He, in turn, roared in triumph and jerked and ejaculated deep inside me.

Then he was gone but was almost immediately replaced by Maurice, who took up the just-vacated position, his knees pushing under my ass cheeks and thighs, his strong hands digging into my hips, a thicker cock than the deckhand’s thrusting inside me. And thrusting and thrusting. Fucking me hard, the rolling of the disquieted sea tossing and turning and churning me on his relentless cock. I ran my hands up through the enticing thick hair on his chest and took his nipples between my fingers and gently squeezed. I smiled into his face, a smile of welcome, of gratitude for the free passage. Wanting him to enjoy the fuck. Enjoying the fuck myself.

But Maurice had worked himself up into a frenzy in his voyeuristic foreplay. My welcoming him wasn’t really the image and the fulfilled fantasy he was seeking.

‘Fight me,’ he demanded. ‘Struggle for your freedom or I’ll fuck you unconscious.’ Then he backhanded me across the face, and I began to writhe under him, trying to escape. But this was probably why he had selected me. I was small and light, and although I was strong, I wasn’t strong enough for the White Russian or for Maurice.

I did manage to dislodge his cock and scramble over to the side, but the safety slats on the side of the bed were insurmountable, especially as the ship had taken that moment to lurch to port and roll me back into Maurice.

He laughed and grabbed me around the waist with one hand and scooped up two pillows with the other. He turned me on my face and forced the pillows under my belly, raising my hips to him. The lurching of the ship was tossing us about, but Maurice was used to this. He crouched up over my hips, his thighs encasing mine. I felt his hand positioning his angry red knob at my hole, and then he reared his pelvis back and brutally thrust inside me and started pumping me hard. Going with the lurching of the ship, using the ship’s motion to delve deeper into my channel and assault and caress every inch of my channel walls as he drove up inside me. Driving me to distraction. Sensations I’d never felt before. Completely taken, wholly controlled and invaded.

He was riding me like a jockey in a closely contested race, the image not lost to either one of us. He ran the fingers of one hand into my hair, and grabbed, and lifted my head up toward his face, arching my back painfully. Bringing my ear to his lips, he whispered in a throaty, lust-driven tone, ‘Did your David ride you like this, my little filly? Was he this big and thick, and did he thrust like this . . . and . . . umph . . . like this . . . and like THIS?’ Each brutal thrust made me jerk and spasm. Then he bit me on the earlobe.

I gasped and yelped a reply, but he wasn’t listening to me. He wasn’t interested in what I had to say. He had been so reserved and mannerly in the light of day. In the light of the reddish night light and on the tossing sea, he was something else altogether. He was a vengeful god; King Neptune. And he was splitting me asunder with his spear. I was completely in thrall to him. Alone out here on the sea. Completely at his mercy.

And his mercy was very thin at the moment. He was riding me like a rodeo bull performer, tossed by the wallowing ship, duplicating the fury of the gale thrusting against the creaking ship. He was slapping my butt cheeks with stinging blows from his hands, and pistoning inside me, and riding . . . riding . . . riding.

* * * *

The next morning, the sea was calm as glass. I remarked on this to the third mate as I was entering the dining room, and he said, ‘Yes, that’s not unusual. But the weather charts say to expect another rough night at sea tonight.’

The deckhands – and the ship owner and passenger as well – were quiet and a bit groggy after a hard night at sea – harder for some than others; harder in a different way for one than for the others.

We were all withdrawn into ourselves, needing that first cup of coffee before we could even think of being decent to each other or to struggle for something to say.

Maurice was already there, nursing a steaming mug, when I fairly hobbled in, not all from lack of sea legs.

The eight deckhands were huddled over their own coffee, hoarding their cups from each other like they were treasure chests. They all looked at me as I came in. They had had their heads together, listening to the White Russian whispering, when I entered the room. He stopped whispering as soon as he saw me come in.

I went over and sat next to Maurice, not saying a word. I was trying to think of something to say, when I felt the nudge of a hand against the one I had laid on the table top. I looked up into the eyes of a smiling, blond giant of an Australian. Open smile, a gleam in his eye. A steaming coffee mug in his hand.

‘A cup of Joe, mate?’ he asked. All smiles, super friendly.

I smiled wanly back at him and took the cup. ‘Thanks . . . mate,’ I managed.

He smiled again and backed his way to the table of the deckhands and slowly sank into his seat, his eyes still on me. The eyes of all eight on me. One set satiated; seven sets in lip-licking anticipation.

I turned my eyes to Maurice, who was also giving me ‘that look.’

‘So, you fancy him, do you?’ Maurice said, gesturing toward the Australian, his eyes telling me all I needed to know about the rough nights at sea with Maurice.

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My evening was already starting off wrong, I had forgotten that Marty, the boss, wouldn’t be in tonight and I would be running the lounge, and the bar. To top it all off it was my birthday and I had really wanted off. I was going balistic, the other waiter had called in sick and I was going to be running the bar, and waiting tables by myself. All I could hope for was a slow night. I knew that Jerry was going to do this to me, he had found a new boyfriend, and he was planning to spend some time with him, Jerry was a little male slut, and since Marty would be gone tonight it was just like him to pull this crap.

Well all I could do was just grab myself by the boot straps and get on with the evening.

Grab my boot straps, what a cliche, one week ago I was setting up camp at Fort Leonard Wood in Southern Missouri, I was on my yearly two week active duty stint in the Army Reserves. The memories was awesome, there on the base, expecially in the showers, god was there ever some awesome looking studs. I can still see their awesome bodys strutting around the locker rooms, naked, I really had a problem keeping my cock from standing straight up like it was looking for something to attack.

I noticed as the memories came flooding into my mind, that I was standing behind the counter with a very hard cock stretching my black work slacks, and I have a very nice hunk of meat between my legs, something I have always been proud of.

I looked up and saw a couple guys walking into the bar and came up to the bar and asked for a couple beers, I served them, and they set down at a table, and started holding a conversation.

I was really doing a great job, clients were not that heavy this evening.

I heard the door open around seven o’clock that night and In walked an absolute god of a man. He was carrying a briefcase and was dressed to the nines, God he looked awesome. I had met him a couple times before, I knew he was married, he had a wedding ring on. But he would come to the bar, get himself a drink, and set down, open his brief case and start working on something, What? I don’t know.

I had held a converstation with him about three nights before this, and I found out his name was Andrea Conelli, and he was gorgeous, He had these very dark Italian eyes, but he told me that he was French Italian, but he had Italian features. His hair was almost black, he had dark eyes, his face was very handsome looking, he looked like he had a mustach and beard, but it looked more like he hadn’t shaved for several days. His suite was definately Armani, because I had seen the label when he reached into his lapel pocket to hand me his credit card to pay with.

It was a silver grey looking awesomely tailored suit, a white shirt, and a gorgeous yellow tie. He looked like a model from GQ, I was awestruck with him. I was stareing at his body as we spoke and I took his order.

I just took complete inventory of his body with my eyes, His waist was trim and his chest was rather large and very masculine and muscular looking, and when he set down, I looked down and noticed the outline of a rather impressive cock laying down next to his right leg, It must be a good seven inches soft. I almost swallowed my tongue. This guy had it all, and I was drooling on my self looking at his awesomeness.

I had taken about seven or eight drinks to Andrea, and most of the guys had left the bar, I had almost all of my cleanup done. I walked over to see if he wanted another drink, ‘Why don’t you come over and set with me for a while and have a drink?’ he asked me. I said, ‘well, I guess I could do that, were not too busy right at this time.’

I got a drink and walked over to his little table, he pulled out a chair and I set down.

He looked up and raised up his glass in a salute, I watched as he spoke and said, ‘Hey man, heres to us, and fuck the rest of the world,’ I had wondered why he was drinking like he was, and now there was a real question in my mind, what had brought that statement on.

‘You ever been dumped by someone you loved?’ he said, ‘sure hasn’t everyone at one time or another?’ I answered.

‘you know whats sad? I loved her, and him.’ I said, ‘Her and Him?’ ‘what, a girlfriend and a boyfriend both?’

‘Well kinda, She was my wife, and he was my best friend, I came home from a business trip last week early, and found them in bed together, he had his nine inch cock buried in her asshole.’

‘What really pisses me off tho, is that she wouldn’t even think about doing that with me.’

I said, ‘Wow, man I’m really sorry, That sucks.’

‘Yeah, I know.’ he said.

I noticed Andrea was getting a littly tipsy and talking with a slight slurr.

I said, ‘Man, don’t let it get too you, there are a lot of fish in the sea.’ He just looked at me and said, ‘Man your right, I just need to go fishing, Right?’

Then he just sorta slid down in the chair and almost fell off, I grabbed him and pulled him back up, and set him up in the lounge booth.

I got up and went back and finished up my cleaning, It was almost time to close up the bar and leave.

I finished up and It happen to hit me. He paid me but never gave me a tip, I looked over to him, and thought, ‘Maybe there’s more ways of getting a tip than just getting money.’

I locked up the bar, and lounge, pulled the blinds at the window.

I walked over to Andrea and set down beside him, he was passed out, drunk.

I reached up and took his head into my hands and shook it to see if he was going to awaken.

Then when there was not response, I opened up his suit coats and noticed his awesome looking chest, I undid his tie, then started unbuttoning his shirt, he did not wear an undershirt, god his chest was gorgeous, just enought hair to make his chest astounding looking, I felt the swelling of my cock as I rubbed on his body.

I rubbed his chest and his nipples, I heard him gave him a rather stiffled moan as I sucked on his nipples and licked his stomach, his stomach muscles looked like railroad ties they were so ripped.

I reached down and saw that nice looking cock, laying down beside his leg, I reached down with my left hand to it

and started stroking it, and even tho he was drunk, I felt it start to harden up, and he was just moaning with his eyes closed.

I had gotten his coat off and his shirt and pulled it out of his trousers so that I could get his shirt all the way off.

I was looking at his awesome looking face and I just leaned up and started kissing him with my mouth and tongue, his kisses tasted awesome, I was getting so fucking turned on that I was about to burst, god I was turned on.

Finally as he layed back on the booth seat, I took his belt buckle and started taking his belt loose and then I opened his trousers up and I noticed his ‘abercrombie’ boxers and the slit was standing open, I was so friggin excited, I noticed that gorgeous thick pubic bush, my mouth was watering with anticiaption. I opened his trousers and boxers, I reached into his boxers and wrapped my hand around an awesome feeling, half hard cock,it had a beautiful foreskin, thick, and throbbing and getting harder by the second, I heard Andrea moan, and say, ‘oh yeah, man, fucking yeah. Oh that feels good.’

I leaned over to his body and pulled out his nutsack, he had two very large, egg shaped testicles, I leaned over and started licking his nuts, I wanted to gobble them up, I was so fucking turned on and excited. He raised up on his elbows and said,’Fuck man that feels so fucking good,’ he grabbed my head and started running his fingers thru my hair, as he layed there I took that awesome cock into my mouth and started sucking him, I loved the taste of his cock, he was groaning and moaning his approval as I sucked his cock.

I noticed he was starting to get into this with me. He raised up and stood up and his pants hit the floor, I looked into his eyes and he grabbed me an kissed me.

I was gone now, floating away.

He said, ‘man, your beautiful,’ Now it was my turn, I was wimpering and moaning, he was rubbing the hard cock in my trousers now, he undid my trousers and slid them off, to the floor, along with my briefs. He leaned my back over the table and raised me up on my back and started playing with my asshole, I was about to shoot off from it, I liked my asshole played with and such, damn, I was in heaven.

He wet a finger and slid it into my asshole and found my prostate and started rubbing it, and I wanted to scream, it felt so fucking good. I hadn’t had another guy touch me in months, before I had gone to play weekend warrior.

He leaned down and began to lick my asshole, I want to climb the wall, I felt his awesome tongue as it slid into the inner parts of my intestines. My prostate was throbbing, and I was about to loose it.

About ten minutes into the rimm job, I felt him stop, stand up, and I noticed his cock was like a steel rod, I felt his cock head as it touched my male hole and he spit on his cockhead and started sliding it in. I wanted all he could give me, I just couldn’t get enough of his cock, I was about to explode as he sunk all eight inches of thick, throbbing cock into my asshole.

I felt it as he layed over my body and started kissing me, as he started pumping into my ass, god I was in love, this guy knew how to fuck like a latin Lover. He was awesome.

He was shoving it to the hilt into my love canal, and I was stroking my cock like a madman, I just stared into his eyes as iI watched his face get red and start sweating. I was squeezing his cock with my rectum muscles and he was about to the blast point himself, I heard his last gasp for air as his cock started pumping out a load of hot,sticky, thick, creamy cum and he filled my intestines to the brim.

He was looking into my eyes and said, ‘Thank you, that was Awesome,’ I said, ‘Andrea, your very welcome, I was staring into his eyes as he reached down and took my cock into his hands, his cock still buried in my ass and he pumped my cock to an awesome finish.

Andrea, ask me to come home with him, and I accepted.

The rest of the week was awesome, I got fucked like I had never been fucked before, as well as getting my cock sucked raw, I had found what I had always longed for, Andrea was not only a good sex partner, but he was an exceptional person, so kind and loving and caring. I had found what I wanted and that night I had got the best tip I had ever gotten. Andrea is awesome.

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My name is pete iam 19yrds old and have quite a fit body.

I was starting at a new gym and after the introductory session found myself alone, I tried various equipment and was listening to my i pod when i was conscious of another presence.

I looked up to see a young guy about 18yrs he was very slim and looked a bit like a chaver he had a pair of tracksuit bottoms on and a muscle top he had a piercing in his lip and eyebrow and after a first glance i got on with my work out.

After about ten minutes i noticed that my gym buddy was bending over a bench and pumping weights it was then i noticed how cute his butt was his tight buns seemed to wink at me as he worked the machine.

I was sort of spellbound and when he suddenly finished and sat up he turned around.

it was then that i realised that a he had a mirror on the wall in front of him and had obviously spied me ogling his arse.

Without a word he stood up and stretched out it was then i was treated to the sight of his belly button and a thin wisp of hair disapearing down his tracksuit bottoms and when i noticed the cute bulge in his crotch.

I pretended not to notice and continued my workout.

After i had finished i left the gym and quickly got undressed wrapped in a towel i headed for the steam room which was empty.

I lay down and drifted into a dream about my gym friend i was awoken from my dream when the door opened and my chav friend came in also wrapped in a towel.

Not a word was spoken as he sat across from me i pretended i was still snoozing but sneaked a few peaks at him.

he sat and gradualy opened his legs i could see a bulge under his towel and as he relaxed i was conscious of spotting a blonde bush of pubic hair.

At this point i was sporting an amazing hard on and desperately trying to conceal it,

My steam buddy suddenly got up and let his towel fall oh my god i was aghast he was hung like a donkey he stood hands on hips and for the first time spoke.

Hey man you like my meat,? i was dunbstruck but managed a nod, you wanna suck me ? again i nodded

my new chav god then moved closer and i rose from the bench gently licking his cock end the saltiness of precum assailed my lips as i worked my mouth down his meat, after a while he muttered that he was about to come i grunted and as his balls went rigid spurt after spurt of his young seed pumped down my throat i was in heaven.

When he had finished pumping he grabbed me roughly and turned me over i felt finger assaulting my arse and first one then two found there way into my hole at this he muttered in my ear that he was going to fuck me

I didnt think he would be hard again but then felt the end of his cock as it demanded entry into my butt he pushed and i yelped more and more of his massive cock entered me i was a blur of colours swimming in my eyes as the pain subsided replaced by a feeling of being filled,

he certainly wasnt going to be gentle and started to plough my arse giving an occasional grunt of pleasure.

After a short while i felt him go rigid and the first gush of cum entered my butt, i felt awash as he filled me with his juice

when he was finally spent he withdrew his cock collected his towel and started to leave.

As he got to the door he turned gave a smile and said im Richy and i will see you next time im in the gym my cock needs the exercise and your arse is just right for its workout.

Needless to say that my chaver friend and i have become gym buddies he often works out on my arse when no other members are around and i still enjioy taking his seed down my throat.

We were at college, freshman year. I was sitting a couple of seats along from a guy named Lee. He was tall, with really short brown hair. Cute, in a way that most guys grow out of at like, 16 or so. Lee was a really big guy. Muscly. Not in a toned way, he had flesh covering his muscles so they looked round rather than angular. He was also the class clown, he loved it when people laughed at whatever he was doing.

That day was really hot. It was the last class of the day, and we were in a building that didn’t have proper aircon. Everyone was leaning back in their seats, chatting and joking and stuff. Lee was complaining about the heat, and to be funny, he had undone his pants, and was using his notebook to fan his crotch. He was wearing tight black boxer-briefs, with a red waist-band. Like I said, Lee was a big guy, he was really filled out, and it looked like his underpants were too. It was one of those sights you just couldn’t draw your eyes away from. I looked without really intending to, and I couldn’t help it. He was grinning cheekily, looking around the room, and saying ‘Aw, jeez! My crotch is so hot!’

At our school, it wasn’t really cool to be gay. You wouldn’t get bashed for it, or even ostracised, but it would spread like wildfire, and there would be constant jokes. I was the kid that used to be fat but had shed that as he grew. I was starting to fill out nicely, thanks to rowing since junior school, but there was no way I would be able to pull off open homosexuality.

Fortunately, class ended pretty soon after, and everyone rushed to leave. Someone accidentally brushed against my desk, and scattered my stuff all over the floor. By the time I had picked up all my pens and stuff and left, the corridors were pretty much empty.

To get downstairs, I had to pass the boy’s bathrooms. It had no doors, just a sort of ante-room with the basins, and then around a corner inside that, the cubicles and urinal and everything. As I walked past, a hand shot out and grabbed my arm. It was Lee. He was much stronger than me, so I couldn’t really stop him from pulling me into the boys’ room. Even if I could have, I don’t know whether I would have been able to. I was really surprised and thrown off course by this.

He pushed me along into the room with the cubicles, and then into one. Once inside, I turned around and found him right up in front of me. He was undoing the buttons of his shirt with one hand, and he pushed me back so that i hurriedly sat down on top of the toilet with the other. I had no idea what was happening, but being so close to Lee was kind of turning me on. He grinned at me and said ‘I saw you looking. Did you think I wouldn’t?’ By this time, he had undone the front of his jeans, and i could see his boxers again, this time bulging.

I was turned on so much by now. I had imagined and fantasised about this kind of situation, but had never expected it to happen. Lee pulled down the waist-band of his boxer-briefs, and the biggest penis I had ever seen in my life flopped out. It was also the second erect penis I had seen in the flesh, after my own. My own cock felt harder than it had ever been before, and was virtually bursting out of my pants. His was right in front of my face, kind of twitching there. He grabbed it, and slapped it against my cheek, whispering ‘you want it?’ All I could do was nod weakly.

Lee moved the tip of his cock towards my mouth. I managed to open my lips, and wrap them around it. It felt so hot, both temperature- and sexual-wise. I didn’t really know what I was meant to be doing, and neither did i really care. I don’t think Lee did either. He was leaning on the cubicle door, looking at me with a smile on his face. I started to move my tongue around his dick, and he moaned, and then breathed ‘Don’t worry, I won’t tell’.

One of his hands was on my shoulder, kind of rubbing it as I did my best at working on his massive cock. The other he had on his chest, stroking his big, round pecs, and his ripply abs. Occasionally, he’d caress my hair, or the side of my face, feeling the bulge in my cheek that was his penis with his hand. He had his head back against the door, and with his hot torso framed on each side by his white shirt, he looked like he was in a porno. His chest was covered with the slightest hint of sweat, and he glistened as he ran his hand over it.

All of a sudden, he started to moan slightly louder. He reached down and grabbed my tented pants, and looked straight into my eyes. I couldn’t process the fact that was holding my penis, albeit through a layer or two of fabric. All I could do was feel his cock twitching between my lips.

And then he exploded, and my mouth was full of cum. He had gently placed his hands either side of my jaw, so the only thing I could do was swallow it. All the hot liquid in my mouth had made me shoot in my pants, and my underwear felt like a twitchy, soggy mass of semen. Lee’s seed was trickling out the corner of my mouth and dripping down my neck, there was so much.

Then he pulled out of me. I just leaned back against the cistern, recovering from the single hottest moment of my young life so far. My hair was damp, and there was cum at the corner of my mouth and on my chin, as well as on my shirt. I must have looked like a total slut sitting there.

Lee finished stuffing his still huge cock back into his pants, and punched me on the side of my chin gently. He winked, and grinned ‘Thanks for that Harry. It was great.’ He did up his shirt most of the way and whispered ‘Catch ya round buddy’, turning to go, leaving me to try and clean myself up for the walk home.

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I sat down next to Megan at the senior lunch table and whispered Im gonna kill someone if I cant eat in peace. She laughed and told me to stop worring about what other people thought of me. Its become a bad habbit ever since I came out my sophomore year. I was 19 not ugly but not exactly a stud muffin either I was 5’9ish i always said i was 5’11 about 180lbs not the best body on earth but I had a great pair of legs from running track and playing volleyball. Thats another thing I was the first guy to be on the volleyball team at my small school, which made me kinda popular.

I also had the destict previlage of being best friends with the hottest guy in our school possibly in our town. Nick Best god he was(and still is) hot, Id known him since pre k so of course all the girls wanted to know if i could get them laid by him. Secretely I wanted him all to myself so most of the tim i told them that he was going with some other girl and usually they left me alone. My phoned buzzed a text messaged from Nick reading, Im sorry I didnt meen to let it get so out of hand back there. I wrote back saying, it is what it is you do what you need to do im gonna do what i need to do. I knew that would get his attention I really didnt want a agruement but he pissed me off. It all happened because we went to see a movie the night before and one of his friends had said something like Nick I cant believe you hang out with that fag. That didnt bother me the words that came out of Nicks mouth almost sent me over the edge he said, I dont hes just a fucking fairy that wants my dick. I could feel it coming I knew that if we didnt talk without all his friends around we could end up hating each other.

The next text message he sent me said

‘hey i said i was sorry its the best i could do’

and then it hit me i really liked him I dont know how or why but I started to have real feelings for him i sent him a text saying

‘if thats all you have to say then i guess we’re done talking about it arent we?’

I was tring to catch him off gaurd anything to make him realize that i really wanted to talk. A little bit later while i was in Government class he sent me a text

‘mike i really am sorry can we please talk today after school?’ i had to laugh as I was writting back thinking that my trap had finally worked

‘sorry got practice,but maybe after that?’

I tuned out everything the tacher said and started to day dream about what happen with me and Nick latter on in the day. I came down from cloud nine when i heard someone say Mike I have a pass for you. It was a secretary i took the pass looked at it, it said flip me over. S I flipped it over on the back there was a big smiley face and the words sure thing cant wait and the N.E.B, Nicks signature.

That day after school my mind was on nothing but going over to nicks house. I think everyone noticed my volleyball coach shouted at me a few times but i didnt care i was gonna be with a hunk pretty soon.I decided to go home and take a shower before i went to nicks house so i sent him a text ‘gonna hit the showers then come over’

after i steped of the shower i had one message it was from Nick

‘no dont im working out i dont want to be the only one who stinks just come over’

i had to laugh

‘sorry im already fresh and clean’

I jumped in my car and started to his house. Id been there 100 of times but for some reason i had the biggest knot of anticipation in my stomach like right before i play in a tournament match. I turned down Yarbird trail and turned into the first driveway on my right. I honked once got out of my car and walked up to the front door. Before i could even knock Nick was standing there wearing a tight black tank top that showed every muscle in his chest and torso and running shorts where i could see all his beautifull legs. Before i could say anything i got a hard hit to the arm ‘owwwww what the hell was that for’

‘for taking a shower and making me the only one who stinks’ he said I slyly smiles and whispered

‘dont you always stink?’ another hit for that comment he let me in and i followed him to the wieght room. Nick was 6’1 157lbs had piercing blue eyes and a smile that lit up the room. He was all muscle but not to much just th right about of muscle he was fairly smooth except for the trail of blonde hair that lead from his belly button to the top of his shorts. And his ass was one of the best asses id ever seen like to apples that bounces as he walked. He turned around caught me starring smiled then lead me into the room.

‘Mike i really am sorry about today’ i couldnt read his face and didnt know if he was for real or just faking it so i decided to test the waters ‘Hey its fine im just a fairy remember?’ and then i saw it the look of sadness in his eyes and i knew he was for real.

‘Danm shot down again I guess I really fucked up this time huh?’ he said sitting down on the wooden bench that was facing the wall he refused to look at me.

‘Yeah I guess you did now what’, i put my hand on his shoulder and gave a little squezed. He didnt flench but didnt exactly turn around and say I love you Mike.

‘Mike I dont know what to say I tried to apologize, but you seem to hate me now what can i do…ill do anything’

The same thing that had been runnung threw my mind for the past year flashed again I smiled a devilish smile and said’ANYTHING?’

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