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1st semester I had a gym class with a guy only 2 months younger than me named Kyle. He was just a bit taller than me; 5’7′. When we changed in the locker room I would always glare at what kind of boxers he was wearing every day. His legs were hairy, his pubic trial was easily visible and he had light fuzz growing in between his pecs. He was also very ripped from football. He often joked around about being half naked in the locker room with the other guys, which was when it started to get hard for me – literally. They would talk about which girl was hot, but I noticed Kyle was always a little shy in the subject. They would talk about their dick lengths and how one persons was larger than the others, they were only comfortable with that because of football, they saw each other in the shower on a daily basis. I had never seen any one of them naked. They talked about who was ‘freshly shaven’ when at first I thought they meant their face, but I soon realized I knew they meant under the belt line.

Later in the semester we were to start swimming, like most gay boys I was afraid that I would react in a socially negative way (in my pants) when I saw all the guys in my gym class completely naked. Then I realized that my crush Kyle would also be there, naked. We started the swimming class, and for about a week there was no action between my legs. One day of our swimming unit Kyle mentioned to everyone that we should all just take a shower in the swimming locker room. I realized I really hadn’t gotten to see Kyle full frontal and I was sad, but a little upset with myself. The next day I showed up for gym, with stuff to shower with. Today I took the locker next to Kyle in the locker room. ‘Jeff, you brought shower stuff, I forgot, can I borrow yours after class?’ I said sure. Kyle got naked first, and I timed it out so that my face would be 5 in. away from his cock when I got undressed. He was bigger than me soft… I guessed about 4 in., nothing like what I’ve seen while I was watching porn..

We went through our lame swimming lessons from our instructor for about half an hour. The end of class was nearing and I started to worry about the soon public shower I was about to take with this boy I adored. Ten minutes later, class had ended. We all walked back into the locker room. Kyle announced ‘Shower time!’ I was already a little aroused. I dropped my swimsuit and walked into the shower area, Kyle followed me because we would soon be sharing shower items. I was remaining calm, and still no action between my legs, which I’m sure I could induce while I was in bed later that night. We took a regular shower with four people because all the rest of the boys in our gym class wimped out. We shut off the water, and headed back for the locker room, Kyle right next to me talking to me.

He asked me if we were going to shower again tomorrow and I said I didn’t care, I thought that would be a cool enough answer. Sure enough that night when I was in bed, I hammered myself thinking about fucking Kyle in the shower, imagining how big his cock could get when it was hard. The next day rolled around, and it was time for gym, I walked slowly down the stairs to the pool locker room to make sure Kyle would be there before me. When I arrived in the locker room, he wasn’t there yet. So I started to place my stuff in a locker, when Kyle did arrive, he walked to the locker next to mine, avoiding his football teammates to use the locker next to me. I put my shower stuff in my locker again, ‘Shit, I forgot my shit again, can I borrow yours again?’ I said I didn’t care, still thinking that would be cool. We suffered through our lessons again, and I was getting nervous… again.

Class had ended and I couldn’t wait to take a shower with the kid who probably had the biggest freshmen dick in our school. Then I realized I had to calm myself because my swimming suit which was too small for me started to move a little. I went straight to my locker when our gym teacher said we could shower and change to get ready to go. Kyle showed up also with a towel tied around his waist. I wondered if he had a boner or something he wanted to cover up. He removed it just as I had gotten my hopes up, but nothing was up in his swim trunks. He again said to me ‘Shower time!’ and I agreed we took our swim suits off at almost the same time when our faces met as we bent over. It was awkward. He then said to me, ‘Jeff, I’ll race you to the shower, whoever there is last washes the other pussies back first!’ he started running and I watched his dick flap around and mine started moving, there was nobody in the locker room except for me, no one else had wanted to take a shower today except Kyle and I.

I was almost hard, and realized that I had to go because he would be expecting to use my shower stuff. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist just in time before Kyle got back to see my slight hardon. He asked why I hadn’t even tried to race him, and called me a pussy. I joked and said fuck you! He said, well I guess if it’s such a big deal to you – I thought about his cock – he would was my back first. I said fine, let’s go, hoping that my 1st stage erection was gone. He walked away first and I dropped my towel grabbed my shower stuff and walked to the shower. Kyle talked to me while he scrubbed my back and I noticed my cock getting hard. I didn’t want to turn around to return the favor of washing his back for him in fear of me accidentally poking him with my prick. I washed my hair, while I was turned away from him, and I just glanced over my shoulder to try and read his expression or get a glance of the sea monster below his waste.

When I had looked over, I noticed that he too was turned away. I was looking at his ass; it was kind of bubbly, but still very muscular. While I was looking I caught him peeking over his shoulder. I quickly looked away, but then realized what was going on. He probably had a pole protruding from between his legs too. I asked him what was going on. He didn’t reply, I took my chances and turned to face him. I didn’t say anything, I just turned. I noticed he took another glance over his shoulder and stared. Not at my face, but between my legs. I was pretty sure he noticed that I saw what he was doing. He then turned towards me. His cock tapped mine. We both looked at each other very confused.

I looked away from his swelling erection, to look at his gorgeous face. He was still staring at my 7 erect inches. His jaw kind of dropped and turned me on a little bit more. I was the first to speak. ‘This isn’t the least bit awkward!’ he replied with a mere ‘No…’ I finished washing while he still stood there. I walked out with my boner bouncing slightly. I looked over to catch him staring at my ass to. I wondered if he was gay like I was and he was just hiding it from the rest of the football team or if he was just mesmerized by the fact that he actually saw a real live rock hard cock.

When I got home from school I felt very awkward. I didn’t know what to do, if I should tell anyone or if I should just wait it out and see what happens tomorrow. Later in the evening I got a text from and unfamiliar number, it asked me what I was doing that night, I replied with a ‘Who is this?’ the next text I received revealed that it was Kyle. I told him I wasn’t doing anything, and asked why he asked. He followed up with a no reason, and asked me if was going to bring my shower stuff tomorrow. I replied with an ‘Ok?’ and yes in regards to my shower things.

The next day rolled around and I didn’t know what to expect. I sat through every class waiting for gym so I can get over the nerves, but every time I started to think about the ‘incident’, I started to lose control in my pants. 8th hour was getting closer and closer, but it seemed so slow compared to other days. Eventually gym showed up. I walked to the locker room to find Kyle already in his swimming suit. He was sitting on the bench waiting for our gym teacher to unlock the door to the pool. I felt awkward with him just sitting there, and the rest of the class changing, not knowing if he was attracted to just me, or guys in general, though I was determined it was one of the two. We again dragged through yet another training in basic swimming, and headed back to the locker room. Kyle and I stood there while the rest of the class changed and left. We were alone again. He looked at me and asked ‘Is this cool?’ I said, ‘I’m fucking lovin’ it!’ he replied with ‘I am too!’I was happy to hear that. We dropped our trunks looked each other in the eye and walked to the shower. Everyone’s cocks were calm… for the moment.

I turned on the water; he took the head closest to mine and turned on his too. He turned to me and asks another question, ‘Should we like, do something?’ I could tell he was nervous to say anything while we were naked together. I didn’t reply, but I felt kind of like a jerk for not. I knew I was probably more nervous than him. I looked at him about 2 minutes later and said, ‘What?’ He said that he knew how to do a lot of stuff from watching porn. I asked what kind of porn, and he responded with ‘Anything that has two guys going at it.’ This answered my question, he was gay, just like me.

I grabbed his dick. It felt so good in my hands, warm and tense. He looked at me and smirked. He took my throbbing creamer in his hand also, his hands were big and soft. I started lightly stroking it, when I fell to my knees and wrapped my mouth around it. I looked up at his face, he looked high. He lay down on the shower floor as to place his mouth on my cock. We sixty-nined for a bit, until he came in my mouth, I shortly exploded in to his mouth after. We both swallowed each other’s warm cum. But I didn’t feel any want to quit. I stayed hard. So did he. He bent over; I knew immediately what I had to do. I lowered my face to his little jungle between his muscular ass. I licked his little hole like there was no end. I reached around his leg and started stroking him again.

I stood up and asked him if he was ready. He didn’t answer but I knew he wanted it. He looked back with a perplexed look. I asked him again. This time he nodded. I suggested we change positions so we can sit down and not slip and fall. He agreed again. I was ready to shove my sex driver up his little hole yet. I put my middle finger in his mouth and let him suck on it. I then slowly wiggled it around his butt hole. He moaned. I shoved it a little more and started to fuck him with my finger. I loved it. So did he. He turned to me and begged. Now I was ready, I told him to spit on my cock, and I bend over in a doggie style sex position. He obeyed. I pushed the head of my cock just past the hole. He almost screamed if I didn’t pull it out right away and cover his mouth with my hand. I asked him if he was ready one last time.

Before he answered, I pushed my head past again, penetrating his virgin hole. This time no scream because he knew what to expect. I slowly inched in, he grunted ever movement. He turned his head around trying to watch. I pushed a little more, another moan. I was fucking turned on. I could tell he was enjoying himself because he wasn’t trying to kill me like any other one of the football jocks. With one sweeping action, I pushed all my 7 inches in so my light layer of pubic hair rested on his ass. This time he did yell… loud. I pulled out which made him whale again. He said ‘FUCK! Do it again! FUCK ME!’ I obeyed. No shouting continued until he got behind me.

This sex in the shower continued through the rest of the swimming unit. After swimming ended, he came home with me sometimes to jump in the shower at my house. Or I went with him to jump in the shower at his house. We fucked a lot from the on. Kyle quit football because there were rumors (that were true) going around school about the two freshmen who fucked a couple times in the pool locker room showers.

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I am a thirty-eight yrea old corporate attorney for a large legal firm in town. I am also gay. As I have approached this time in my life I find it more difficult to find guys for sex. It seems everyone wants the young hot muscular studs, not a guy approaching their forties.

I am well built and muscular from working out regularly at the gym. I am considered good looking with just a slight trace of grey at the temples mixed in with my black hair. I am six foot three, weigh one ninety five, hairy chested and sport an eight inch uncut cock any man would be proud to have. Why can’t I find someone that is attracted to me for me? Most say I’m ‘too old’.

Too old my ass! Age is just a number. Hell, I remember right after my eighteenth birthday when I told my dad I was gay, he smile his big beautiful smile at me and said, ‘So am I son.’ He was the age I am now and one hot fucker.

I nearly shit. I had no idea that my dad liked men. He and mom had been divorced for several years and I lived with him. Within a week of our revelations to each other we were in bed together. We have had sex regularly ever since then and still do today and dad is now fifty-eight, still can give me two loads, and doesn’t need viagra.

Anyway, My sex life leaves something to be desired. Yea, I go to the bars and can usually hook up, but all too often they are some young guy looking for a ‘daddy’ to make him do what daddy wants. I’m not into domination.

Or they might be my age and good looking, and the sex is great, but later we find tht we have absolutely nothing in common. So, it was either sex with these types or going to the local bookstore and having annonimous sex with guys there, who were mostly druggies or homeless using the arcade as a shelter. Oh, there were some hot married guys that came in for a blow job and I was more than gled to accomodate them but there weren’t enough that swung both ways.

I remember one night that I was at the bookstore. The signal that you wanted sex was to leave the door to your booth unlocked. Well, this one hot stud came in and casually walked up and down the hall then stepped into a booth right next to where I was standing. I didn’t hear him push the button to lock the door. I waited a few seconds to give him time to find a movie. As I cracked the door and peeked in, he had his pants open and cock out stroking. He motioned for me to join him.

I wentr in, locked the door and took out my cock. We began stroking each other and i noticed a wedding band. I figured I’d blow him and he’d leave. Was I ever wrong. He suddenly squatted down and began sucking my cock. After a while I stopped him and began sucking his. He later pulled me up and gave me the hottest kiss I’d had in ages. ‘Want to go to my hotel room?’ he whispered.

‘Sure. I’ll follow you.’

We put ourselves back together and I followed him out and to the parkling lot. He stopped and said, ‘If we get seperated, I’m at the Marriot down the road, room 524.’

‘Got it,’ I replied.

A traffic light caught me and when it turned green I porceeded to the hotel, going straight to room 524 and knocked. I know this was dangerous as hell but so be it. I wanted to get in bed with him.

He opened the door totally naked and allowed me in. As soon as the door was shut and locked he began kissing me. He was about my age, and equally well built. As we kissed he unbuttoned my shirt and pants. Soon I was naked and we fell onto the bed.

‘Are you in a hurry?’ he asked.

‘Nope. I’ve got all the time you want.’

‘Nice. I’m Greg.’

‘Mike,’ I replied.

That was one fantastic night. We started with a sixty-nine then after we rested and reloaded we fucked each other after rimming each others hot holes.

‘You married?’ I asked.

‘Yea, when I’m home,’ he said with a laugh. ‘You?’

‘Divorced.’

‘Were you doing this before you married?’

‘Yea, I was. I really don’t know why I married except for appearances sake.’

‘Yea, I know the feeling. Same here.’

‘You in town often?’

‘I get here about twice a month.’

‘I’d like to see you again whenever you’re back.’

‘I’d like that too,’ he said.

I gave him my cell number and said,’Just call and give me your room number and I’ll be here.’

‘Great.’ he said and I left.

Greg and I met twice a month for about a year until he was transferred to another sales territory.

Another time at the book store, I went into a booth with a glory hole. After locking my door, I leaned over to peek through anf the guy had his pants off and was stroking. I dropped mine, foung a hot gay movie and began stroking. I peeked through again and the guy had moved closer to the hole. I placed my mouth at the hole and opened it, extending my tongue. I suddenly felt the guys cock cliding into my mouth. I sucked him awhile before he pulled back and motioned me to put mine through. He sucked me off and swallowed and then put his back through. I did the same to him. I pulled up my pants as he uickly put his back on. I stepped out into the hall and waited. I was curious about who I had just had sex with. As I was closing the door to the booth I had exited, he stepped out. Our eyes met and we both froze.

It was my best friend from college, Dean. I was even his best man at his wedding. We both walked outside and talked. We both admitted that we were shocked to learn about the other.

‘Were you doing this when you married?’ I asked.

‘Fuck no. A few years I got drunk at an office party and one of the guys offered to let me stay with him rather than drive home. He called my wife so she wouldn’t worry then took me to his place. Long story made short, we ended up in bed and had sex and I found that I enjoyed it. I go both ways now. How about you?’

‘I’ve been gay since I was eighteen. I always thought you were hot and wanted to do you.’

‘You’re fucking kidding?’

‘Nope. I’d really like to get you in bed and do it right.’

‘Sure. Here’s my card. Give me a call and we’ll see what we can get going.’

I agreed and the net weekend I called him. He came over and we had hot sex, sucking and fucking. This went on for about a month when one day he said, ‘Mike, sex with you is hot as hell but I really prefer my partners younger.’

‘I see. Do you have much luck with that?’

‘Sometimes, Yea. Othertimes, I have to pay for it but I do it anyway.’

We talked and he said that he found some on a website called ‘yng4older.com’. ‘You might try it. I’ve met some damn hot studs on that site.’

I thanked him and said I would. We parted and have never been together again, although I have seen him in the courthouse, and we act like nothing ever happened.

People that know that dad and I have sex wonder why I don’t live with him, rather than have an apartment. You see, a few years ago I was living with dad. He met a guy and we had numerous three ways together, and it was hot as hell. However it got serious and they became lovers. I didn’t want to be ‘in the way’ so I moved out but dad made it clear that he and I would still have sex together whenever we wanted. His lover agreed.

I was sitting out on my balcony at the apartments when I noticed a new maintenance man. Damn, was he ever hot. He was cleaning the pool early that saturday morning and I decided to have my morning coffee by the pool so i could check him out.

I hurriedly put on my speedo and headed down to the pool. I walked over to a table near where he was working and looked him over. He was about six foot, muscular, almost a body builders body, with light brown hair and gright green eyes. He was wearing shorts and a tank top that revealed a hairy chest.

‘Hi. You’re new aren’t you?’

‘Yes, sir. I just started a couple of days ago on a trial basis. It seems I have to ‘prove’ myself before it becomes permanent.’

‘Have you done maintenance before?’

‘Oh yes. I’ve worked construction doing remodeling, and worked for a pool service, but that wasn’t good enough.’

‘Well, maybe I can help. You look like a nice guy and I’m a pretty good judge of character.’

‘Well, how can you help? I’d love it if you could.’

‘I’ll call the office with problems and after you come by to supposedly fix them I’ll call and say how good your work is and how polite you were. Actually, we’ll be sitting there having coffee.’

‘So it would be fausle problems?’

‘Yea, for the most part. Some would be real.’

‘Sir, if you could do that I’d be eternally grateful. By the way, I’m John.

‘Mike. I’m in 306.’

‘Ah, pool side view.’

‘Yep. Close enough to see but far enough to be private.’

We both laughed. I picked up my cell phone and dialed the office.

‘Yes, this is Mike Wilson in 306. My dishwasher is leaking and I was wondering if you could send someone over to check it?’

I looked at John and smiled as I continued, ‘About an hour? that will be perfect, thank you.’

‘Thanks MIke. If this works, I really owe you.’

‘You can pay me back by getting in my bed,’ I thought.

‘No problem,’ I said, ‘but I’ll have to wait a few days before I call again.’

‘Oh, I agree.’

I went back to my apartment and waited. John showed up and we sat at the dining room table as we drank coffee. I found out that he was twenty-nine and single, and lived a few blocks away. If he got the job permanent, he would have the apartment behimd the maintenance rent free.

‘Nice,’ I said.

‘What’s even better is that it faces the back street and is totally private from the rest of the complex.’

‘Even nicer,’ I added.

Every few days I would call with some type of problem not only to help John out but just to see him and be close to him. We were developing a great friendship and as we talked more we both liked camping, fishing and the outdoors.

One saturday, I decided to check out the website that Dean had told me about. I logged on and after bringing up the website, I joined and began my search, putting in my city and state, age preference, sexual likes, hobbies and personal details.

As you searched, all you were given were written details. If you found someone of interest, you would write them and exchange photos privately.

I read for over an hour and found a few and was about to stop when I found one that really caught my attention.

‘SWM-late twenties-brn-grn-blue collar-work out regularly-enjoy quiet dinners either out or at home-ciddling and watching TV-and anything outdoors-looking to meet slightly older SWM-if similar likes, please contact me.’

Off to the side was a spot that said, ‘contact me’. I clicked on it and sent him a message that I was slightly older and enjoyed the same things as he and was pleased to find some with the same interest. I gave him my personal e-mail address to contact me on and asked if he could send a picture. In return I would send one back.

Nervous and excited at the same time, I pressed the ‘send’button’.

Every day I checked my hotmail address. Three days later I had an e-mail from someone I didn’t know. There was a symbol that there was an attachment. I opened the e-mail and began reading.

‘Thanks for responding. I am sending a pic for you to see. I like older men but I do not want a daddy, I want an equal. It’s just that I prefer men slightly older than me (up tp 40) as they are usually mores settled and experienced. I enjoy both oral and anal, plus loads of body contact. If interested, let me know and we can arrange to meet publicly for personal chat.’

I scrolled down to see the picture and when it came into view I froze. I was looking at a picture of John, the maintenance man without a shirt on out camping.

‘Holy shit!’ I said out loud. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. John was gay. I decided not to respond but to go about it a different way.

I called the office and reported that my toilet was leaking and needed to be repaired. John had now been given the position full time. I watched from the windows and when I saw him headed my way, I headed to the bath, turned on the shower and got in. Of course when I didn’t answer the knock, he let himself in and came to the bath.

Realizing I was in the shower, he yelled out, ‘Hey Mike, it’s John. I’ll just come back a little later to check that toilet.’

‘It’s okay. Go ahead and do it now,’ I yelled back.

When I heard him starting to work I quickly shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. I dried myself and made no attempt to cover my nakedness. I noticed the shocked look on his face.

‘I’m not bashful or shy. We’re both men so I hope I didn’t offend you.’

‘No, not at all. I just wasn’t expecting it.’

‘Well, I stay like this most of the time when I’m home. It’s a lot more comfortable.’

‘Yea. Between us, I do the same thing. I really enjoy being nude.’

Changing the subject, I said, ‘Oh, there’s nothing wrong with the toilet. My last gesture of helping you out.’

‘Thanks, I really appreciate all the compliments you gave me.’

He looked at my crotch several times quickly. I could see that he was beginning to get an erection.

‘Say, what time do you get off?’

‘I was just about to call it a day when your call came in. Why?’

‘How would you like to join me for dinner here.’

‘I’m not supposed to socialize with the tennents when I’m off duty,’ he said.

‘I won’t tell. Wait till they all go home then I’m sure you can come up with some sort of disguise and slip back up here.’

With a devilish smile he said, ‘Yea, I could probably pull that off. Sounds good.’

‘One bit of warning. I’ll still be just like this.’

‘Hey man, it’s your apartment.’

‘See you later?’ I asked.

‘Yea.’

He left and I headed for the kitchen to prepare dinner. I decided on Tacos, refried beans and beer.

An hour later I heard a knock at the door. I cracked it open and looked into the face of a man I didn’t recognize. He had a thich moustache, and long black hair and wore baggy pants and sloppy shirt.

‘It’s me, John.’

I let him in saying, ‘Damn man that’s a good disguise. I didn’t even recognize you.’

Once inside he removed the wig and moustache. Looking at me nude he smiled and said, ‘I see you’re a man of his word.’

‘I told you I’d still be like this. Feel free to join me if you want to. How about a beer?’

‘Sound good to me.’

I returned to the kitchen with John standing at the bar watching me. I glanced at him as he pulled the shirt up over his head removing it. I didn’t say anything, just acted like it was normal. He threw it aside and bent to remove his pants, throwing them aside. He walked around the bar and said, ‘I decided to join you.’

‘Now we are both comfortable. I gather you’re like me and have no problem being nude around others?’

‘No, not at all.’

I served dinner and after cleaning up the kitchen with John’s help, I said, ‘You ever look for dates on the internet?’

‘I have but not with much luck.’

‘Come here and let me show you what response I got to an add I answered.’

He followed me over to my computer and I turned the screen on. I had brought up his e-mail to me earlier and simply turned the screen off. When he saw the picture he said ‘Oh shit. That was you?’

‘Yes, it was. I read your add but it never occured to me that it might be you. I nearly shit when I saw your picture.’

‘Well, I guess this is our meeting for personal chat,’ he said.

‘Yea, I guess it is. John, I have to be honest. I’ve wanted you since the first day I met you at the pool. And like yourself, I like quiet dinners, staying at home and cuddling, fishing, camping, the outdoors. I couldn’t believe it when I saw your ad and we were so much alike. I wanted to find out who it was and see if we click.’

‘Mike, I already know we click on our likes, but what about sexually?’

‘I like both anal and oral. Being blunt, I love a good sixty-nine, fucking and getting fucked, kissing and making out and hot naked body contact.’

He moved toward me and smiled before leaning in and kissing me. We explored each others bodies with our hands before settling on the sofa with his head on my shoulder and my arm around him. both our cocks were rock hard, but we weren’t ruching it. After an hour or so of watching TV, he got up and pulled me toward the bedroom and said, ‘Let’s make love and see how we do there.’

We had a hot sixty-nine, exploring each others bodies with our tongues before beginning to suck. We both sucked as if we were starving men. after climaxing and swallowing each other’s man cream, we cuddled in silence for a while before I said, ‘John, fuck me.’

‘Only if you fuck me when I get through.’

‘Gladly,’ I said.

John had right at nine inches and it felt wonderful as he gently slid it into my anal opening. He fucked me with love and gentleness, not with rough, hard fucking that most guys are into. I was in heaven when I felt his load fill my insides with it’s warmth.

I returned the pleasure to him in the same manner.

I knew I wanted to see John again and I said so.

‘I feel the same way,’ he said, ‘but each time I come up here I’m endangering my job.’

‘I know, that’s why I’m going to find another place close by. Then you can come over whenever you want.’

‘I might become a pest.’

‘No way,’ I replied.

I soon found a condo two blocks away and moved in. John and I saw each other nearly nightly. Before long, I asked him if he’d move in.

‘I’d love that. Mike, I love you and want to spend my life with you.’

‘Oh, John, baby I feel the same way. Be my lover.’

‘That I’ll gladly do.’ We kissed and consumated our union. John moved in with me telling the apartment manager that he was moving in with a friend to help him out with rent. Before long, I contacted a contractor I know that is gay and told him I needed a job for my lover.

‘Your what? You mean you found someone?’

‘Yes, I have.’

‘Damn Mike I’m so happy for you. Send him by to see me.’

After John went for the interview I got a call from my friend who said, ‘He’s got the job and are you ever one lucky bastard. Mike he is hot as hell.’

‘I know and even better in bed.’

‘Don’t rub it in.’

That was almost six years ago and John and I are still deeply in love and spend weekends and vacations out in the woods camping or on some lake fishing. Those who say that gys are too old just don’t know what their missing. They’ll find out how it feels some day. Age…it’s just a number.

THE END

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There hadn’t been much of a firefight at all. The Hondurans hadn’t really expected any of our Sandinista bands to strike across the Rio Coco Segovia, the river marking the Nicaragua-Honduras border, so they hadn’t really seriously established a defense of the Gringo mining engineer team at the project in Brus Laguna. The Hondurans apparently hadn’t bothered to read our new manifesto for the year about expanding our operations outside of Nicaragua’s borders. We really didn’t care that much about disrupting the new strip mining operation on the coast of Honduras. But we wanted to make a statement.

We wanted to make the news with the Norte-americanos. We were to capture a few and use them – not kill them – but use them to gain headlines. They hadn’t been taking the Sandinistas seriously up North. A point was to be made, and my band was chosen precisely because of the point we could make.

It took a while to settle on the men we wanted. Most of the foreigners working in places we could access in Honduras were Europeans. But we wanted Americanos. And men of prominent, wealthy families.

We found what we wanted at the start-up strip mining project inland from Brus Laguna. Three Americano engineers, one the son of a federal congressman, and lightly guarded.

We had managed the trek across the Rico Coco Segovia from our base in Waspán in near silence and without encountering a single Honduran, civilian or military. The terrain was remote and a true jungle. And we were hardened soldiers now, experienced in the ways of stealth and steal.

At the first sign of an armed attack, the small band of Honduran soldiers guarding the Gringos melted into the jungle. We would rather have taken care of them there and then, though. They retreated in the direction of the army base at Brus Laguna on the coast. This would mean that the trek back to Nicaragua would have to be faster and more stealthy than our march to this point. The escaped soldiers would raise an alarm and the army would soon be on our scent.

We caught the three Gringos trying to hide in one of the mining operation sheds. We’d attacked at night and they were all stripped down to boxers for comfort under the slow-moving paddle fans in their primitive quarters at the height of the Honduran hot season.

The youngest and most fit of the three, a blond Gringo of athletic build and more bravery than the other two, was crouched between the door and his two compatriots when we kicked our way in. He was shielding a middle-aged man who was starting to go to overindulged fat and a younger, dark-haired man of slight height and build. The blond Gringo was holding a knife, at an experienced ‘kill’ angle. He could see that he was not armed to fight with the AK-47s of ten hardened Sandisnitas, but he obviously was willing to try.

I motioned to Hectoro to feint at him from the left, which drew the young Gringo’s attention, and then I bore in from the right and caught him in the chin with the butt of my AK-47. He went down with a groan. He wasn’t unconscious, but he had dropped the knife.

‘David Winston,’ I barked. ‘Which one David Winston?’ I wanted to know immediately which one was the son of the congressman. He would receive special treatment. And I was the only one in the band conversant in English. This was as planned. I didn’t want there to be any chances of the Gringos getting friendly with any of my men. It was impossible to tell, given our specific mission, whether that might become a problem.

The young blond’s head lolled up at me. He was groggy from the hit on the chin, but he recognized the name when it was spoken. And he was quick witted. I could see that he understood in an instant that this hadn’t been just a random raid.

‘What – ?’

‘No questions,’ I commanded. ‘Get up and get those two up too. Where are your boots?’

Winston gestured in the direction of their sleeping hut, just a few steps from the door of the shed, as he whispered to the other two Gringos to stand up, that they were being directed to go back to their hut and dress. But he didn’t stop there.

‘He asked for David Winston,’ he was quickly adding. ‘This can’t be an accident. They – ‘

‘No talking,’ I barked, shoving the butt of the AK-47 into Winston’s ribs. ‘No talking to each other from now on. If you talk we’ll gag you. In the wet heat of Honduras, you may not survive that. Think about that. Now over to the hut and put socks and boots on. Now! Move!’

We hustled the three out of the shed and into the hut. Since their guards had escaped, there wasn’t much time to get them on the move.

When they got to the hut, the blond started to take khaki trousers and a work shirt off a hook, but I nudged him with the butt of my AK-47 again.

‘No, just the boots and the socks,’ I grunted. ‘And you won’t need this either.’

With that, I took the knife we had seized from the Gringo and I ran it under the waistband of his boxer shorts and cut the material to shreds. Winston gasped and tried to cover himself, but I knocked his hands away with my gun butt. He was magnificent. Not only was he built for power in his torso, arms, and legs, but he had the longest, thickest cock I’d seen on a man, and heavy hanging balls.

This mission wasn’t going to be hard at all.

I handed the knife over to Hectoro, and he quickly had the other two Gringos naked too. The pudgy middle-aged man was hung nicely too, and the dark younger man had a boyish body that would please a few of my men greatly.

Stripping the prisoners was prudent for more reason than one. It not only served the purpose of our mission, but it also helped make them docile and gave them the proper sense of helplessness. We needed to dominate and control them fully and as fast as possible.

Once they were booted, I made them group together, facing us, with their hands at their sides, and then it was Manuel’s turn to ply his craft. Manuel had been the photographer for a newspaper in Managua before joining the Sandinistas.

I had Manuel take several photos of our Gringo prisoners, showing them being held by my men but careful not to show any of the faces of the Sandinistas. He had three cameras; One with good film in it to use later, a video camera, and a Polaroid camera, the latter of which gave us photos to leave for the inevitable Honduran search party to find – once the Honduran cowards had gathered their strength and resolve.

Time was short, though, and I quickly had the band, prodding the prisoners along, their hands tied behind their backs with leather bindings, back into the jungle, for a fast, hard march toward the Rio Coco Segovia River.

We marched the prisoners relentless and mercilessly through the jungle for hours. Twice the pudgy one collapsed and had to be prodded back to his feet. I wanted them to be utterly exhausted before we stopped for the first time. But I especially wanted the blond Gringo, the congressman’s son, to be totally exhausted. And he was proving to be strong and up to the task of hiking.

Being naked and trussed, though, finally got to the blond one before any of my life- and battle-hardened Sandinistas had lagged in energy. At the last, as we entered a fern-floored bowl at the base of a rocky hill, the blond collapsed in total exhaustion. The middle-aged Gringo had given out a long time ago. He was being nearly dragged along between two of my men, two who had gravitated to him. I had some idea what they liked, and I was content to let this order be.

The small dark one had also been chosen by natural selection. He was draped over the shoulder of the biggest, tallest of the band, like a sack of rice. The head and arms of the little one were just flopping back and forth between the Sandinista’s broad, bulky shoulder blades; he appeared to be nearly unconscious, but I could tell he wasn’t completely out, because of the expression on his face. He was in shock and his mouth was open in a look of pain and surprise. This most likely was because both of the big Sandinista’s hands were busy. One was squeezing one of the small Gringo’s pert butt cheeks, and the thumb of the other hand was buried inside the little one’s asshole.

It was obvious that the band was ready to stop here.

I barked an order, and two of the band jumped forward and untied Winston’s bounds, turned him over on the moist, fern-cushioned ground, and then retied his wrists over his head and around the trunk of a small tree. Then they both sprang down on either side of the blond Gringo, at his knees, and spread his legs, each taking a well-muscled calf and lifting it up and out, which rolled his firm, rounded glutes up.

Before this, I’d had all of the Sandinistas pull on their black masks, and then I told Manuel to take out the video camera and to get everything from this phase of the mission on tape.

I opened my fly and pulled out my cock. I was proud of my cock, and I stood between the Gringo’s spread legs and made sure he got a good view of my cock. I had been mentally preparing for this for many kilometers, when I saw that the blond Gringo was, at last, on the verge of exhaustion. And so my fine cock was standing straight out from my body.

I opened the pack on my back and took out a jar of grease. And then I scooped out a glob and gave it over to one of my men holding the Gringo’s legs, and he greased the Gringo’s hole while I greased my pole, lovingly stroking myself up and down while standing above the panting Gringo.

The blond Gringo was panting as much now from the realization of what happened next as from his utter exhaustion. His exhausting kept him from struggling much, but he whimpered some and bellowed his disapproval much, albeit in very weak, almost-spent tones.

I looked around, hearing other cries and moanings and gruntings and whimperings about me.

The two likeminded band members, we liked to call them the Siamese twins for their special proclivity – the ones who had taken to the pudgy middle-aged one and who had virtually carried him to this spot – were sitting on the ferns not far from me, facing each other close, the thighs of one over the thighs of the other. And with the naked pudgy Gringo sandwiched between them. He was floppy as a rag doll, his head lolling and his eyeballs rolling up in his head. Only his weak cries and whimpers told me he was conscious as, with two pair of hands on his waist and sides, the two Sandinistas were pumping him up and down and their ever-disappearing joined cocks in his single asshole.

The mountain man of a Sandinista band member was walking slowly around the perimeter of the open area, humming and laughing and singing lullabies, obviously pleased with himself. The small, dark Gringo was attached to him at the pelvis, his legs flopping back and forth over the hips of the Sandinista monster man. The Sandinista’s big hands were encircling the waist of the small, boyish-figured man, and sliding the small man’s ass up and down on his huge tool. The Gringo’s body was arched away from that of his ravisher, and his head was lolled back and his arms were flopping down from his shoulders. In spite of his exhaustion, his weak screams were quite energetic and convincing.

I instructed Manuel to make sure he got good coverage of the big man’s thick cock appearing and disappearing in the small man’s hole.

With a thrill of excitement, I knelt down and placed one hand under the blond Gringo’s tailbone and held the base of my cock steady with the other hand. I placed the ruby tip of my cock at Winston’s hole, and he whimpered and gave his last argument for being spared, and then I reared my hips back and struck home, strong, fast, and deep.

The blond congressman’s son cried out and his pelvis lifted up, trying to escape me as I drew back again. But he couldn’t evade me. He was fully mine. Exhausted, trussed, dominated, fucked.

‘Take that, Norte-americano Bastard,’ I cried out, as I thrust again, and again and again.

The video rolled, as loud cries and bleatings across the clearing turned to whimpers and moans, the heavy grunts to weak groans. The Gringo’s ass opened to me. The two Sandinistas at his side worked his greased cock with their free fists, and as they sucked him off, his pelvis started to move with my rhythm. I certainly wouldn’t be telling my leader that he seemed to be enjoying his fuck in the end, though.

Both of the other Gringos were unconscious when the video film played out.

The Sandinistas zipped up and took up what were now three burdens, and moved quickly off once more toward Nicaraguan territory.

At the banks of the Patuca River, about half way toward safe territory, we rested for several hours. When we woke, two of the prisoners seemed to be recovering themselves and were whispering stealthy. The pudgy one was still completely docile and doing no more than groaning and moaning, with his eyes tightly shut.

We bustled the prisoners into the three boats, separately, that we had hidden in the rushes upon our trek into Honduras. And when we got to the other side, I let the ‘twins’ double fuck the congressman’s son back into submission and I fucked the small one. His ass had tightened up again. I was covering him bent over a mossy boulder on his stomach, and taking him was like fucking a small woman, all gentle curves and slight frame on the outside and all sweet and creamy inside. He even cried softly like a girl as I took him roughly in long, deep strokes, one of my fists between his shoulder blades and the other buried in his hair and arching his head and torso back up toward me.

I had Manuel take still photos of both takings.

The small, dark one soon was completely cowed again and would not, I was sure, be doing any whispering against my command any time soon. I didn’t complete my fuck, though, because we heard the sound of chopper blades in the distance, toward Brus Lagunda.

We hurriedly broke off our conditioning and propaganda photo op exercise and gathered up the three nearly comatose prisoners and struggled back into the jungle, running now as hard as we could for the Rio Coco Segovia and the welcoming arms of our well-manned base at Waspán, across the border and in Nicaragua. The return trek was no where near as easy as the entry; we were hunted prey now, leaving spoor our trackers could follow – and carrying the dead weights of three fully used Gringos.

They caught up with and cornered us not more than fifty kilometers beyond the Patuca. I sent Manuel and the spent film off on another track toward Waspán. At least the mission we were sent on could be accomplished.

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I’m not sure what happened to any of the others in my band. I was knocked unconscious early in the hand-to-hand fighting. And I woke up here in a cell – I assume at the army base outside Brus Lagunda. At least I assume I was brought back to where it started. That was two nights before. Since then I’ve had two, body-crunching sessions with the Honduran soldiers.

I am hunched on a narrow, hard bed against the back wall of the cell. The wall is clammy, rough, badly stacked bricks, but cool against my cut, aching, naked body. They must have tortured me for hours. They beat and whipped and punched every part of my body, careful not to break anything – yet – although I’m not at all sure about two of my ribs. They ache so badly. I am totally exhausted – physically, but not mentally. I am a Sandinista. And I have accomplished my mission – as long as Manuel has made it back. This will be a propaganda statement for the world as has never been made before. The Norte-americanos can be fucked – can be screwed – by the Central Americans. They can not lift their heads down here in pride ever again now. As long as Manuel and the film made it to safety.

My body aches so badly and I want more than anything else to curl up on the hard wooden bed here and die. But I’m held in this sitting position, my back to the wall, by the shackles at my wrists chained close to the walls and holding my torso up.

I close my eyes, wanting to make it all go away. Listening to every part of my body separately, checking out my wounds, trying to determine whether anything is seriously broken or violated.

But I hear the noise of metal screeching on metal. The door of my cell opening. So, I look up, expecting to see the sneering Honduran captain again.

But there he is. The blond Gringo. The one we’d taken prisoner and fucked for all the world to see. The American congressman’s son. He is walking into the cell unsteadily and with a grimace at each step, bowlegged, his ass stretched and worried hard. But he is moving with the resources of determination I had seen from the beginning that he possessed in full measure.

‘Winston. David Winston,’ I croak.

‘No, dumbass,’ he retorts, his voice full of venom and anger. ‘You stupid insurgents attacked the wrong camp. David Winston’s camp is several miles to the east of ours. We are with a Canadian archeological dig.’

I want to say something, I’m trying to say something, but he is shouting, ‘Just shut the fuck up,’ and then he strikes me hard across the face with an open palm. Nothing compared with what the Honduran captain does.

But then I gasp and watch in horror as he unzips his pants and rolls out that huge, thick cock of his. He is taking a tube of cream from his pants pocket and giving me the most cruel expression. And he is greasing up his monster cock.

My eyes look wildly around the cell, searching for escape, but I know there is none. I hear a noise in the corridor beyond the open door, and I call out for help. But I know there will be no help from that sector.

There, beyond the doorway, crossing the open space, from one side of the yawning opening to the other, being dragged between two burly Honduran soldiers, his feet dragging the ground. Manuel. His head lolling down. Spent. Beaten.

My legs are being roughly parted and spread and lifted, and my bare butt rolls up and the cuts in my back are opened anew as they scrape along the undressed bricks. And, Yiyiyi! Excruciating pain. The violation of my last protected body part. A telephone pole jamming up into me, running far and deep, swiftly, stretching and splitting soft tissue as it fills me and expands and thrusts deeper. Yiyiyi!

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When I was a junior in high school I often fantasized about dressing up like a cheerleader and sucking off the entire basketball team. I would lay on my back and put my legs over my head and jerk off in to my mouth. I loved the taste and feel of my warm sperm in my mouth. One day I was walking home from school and saw a gym bag lying on someones driveway. I looked inside and to my surprise there was a cheerleaders uniform.

I grabbed the bag and headed home. I went straight to my room and stripped off my clothes. I put the skirt and top on and my cock was so hard it pushed out the skirt almost comicaly. I slipped the panties on and that sort of hid my erection, it also felt incredible. Precum was leaking out of my cock and making a wet spot. I looked in the mirror and all I needed was some makeup and to fluff up my long blonde hair. I went to my moms bathroom and put on some lipstick and eyeshadow and poofed up my hair. A beautiful cheerleader was looking back at me from the mirror. I decided right then and there to walk back to school and see if I could find the basketball team. Practice was just ending so I slipped in to the locker room and waited in the shower area. The boys came in to the showers naked and shocked to see a cheerleader waiting for them. All those cocks waiting to be sucked. I got down on my knees and opened my mouth. Without a word they formed a circle around me and started stroking their beautiful cocks. Ten horny sweaty guys with hard cocks surrounding me was better than I had ever fantasized. I took the first cock in my mouth and slid the head down my throat and he started cumming right away. I pulled his cock out so the other guys could see his cum shoot into my mouth. His cum tasted so good. Five or six thick ropes splashed my lips and tounge. The sight of his warm sperm on my red cheerleader lips was too much for two of the guys and they began ejaculating into my mouth. Stream after stream of warm cum landing on my tounge and lips was incredible. The taste and texture of the sperm in my mouth and the sight of all those cocks being stroked made my desire almost too much to bear. Another boy put his cock in my mouth and I started sucking and swirling his beautiful dick when I felt somebody slide my panties down and gently sliding his cock into my ass. It hurt a little but the pressure of his cock in my ass was great. I loved it. The guy in my mouth moaned and started spraying warm sperm all over my tounge. I loved the taste of cum and the feeling of my ass getting fucked. The boy in my ass was thrusting faster and harder and then I felt his sperm shooting in my ass. One of the other boys put his cock in my mouth while another one jammed his cock into my ass. They were both thrusting fast up my ass and down my throat. I felt warm cum flowing into my mouth and I tried to save it in my mouth to savor but was so turned on by the guy fucking my ass that I swallowed it all. The rest of the guys were stroking there cocks in front of my face and began spraying their warm sperm at my mouth. My mouth was full of sperm and I swallowed it and opened my mouth again and it was full of cum again. Over and over I drank their warm sperm. The cock in my ass ejaculated more cum and the next guy jammed his cock in as soon as the last one was out. One of the boys got underneath me and worked his cock in to my ass with the other cock. The feeling of two cocks in my ass was wonderfully filling. Two more guys put their cocks by my face and I started sucking one cock while the other guy stroked his cock and then both boys fit their dicks in my mouth and came streams of warm sperm down my throat. I felt both cocks in my ass cumming at the same time and realised I was full of cum in both ends. My ass hurt when the boys pulled their cocks out and I felt sperm leaking out of my ass. Another boy shoved his cock in my ass and four more guys had their cocks in my face. I licked there balls while they stroked and was rewarded by four loads of warm sperm in my mouth as fast as I could swallow. The guy in my ass was hammering away and the feeling of his cock rubbing my prostate made me cum. I felt my sperm spraying the inside of the skirt. By now the guys were lining up behind me or in front of me filling me up. Hands on my ass and hands on the back of my head as they fucked my mouth and sprayed their warm sperm into my throat and ass. Some of the guys had already cum 2 or 3 times and started showering while the rest of the boys fucked me. One of the guys asked if he could pee on me. I said sure. And he let go with a stream of warm urine into my hair and face and I opened my mouth and tasted some. Not bad but not as good as cum.

He finished pissing in my mouth and two more guys aimed their dicks at my face and stroked till they ejaculated more warm sperm into my mouth. I saved it in my mouth and loved the taste and feeling of a mouthful of cum. The guy fucking my ass started grunting and then I felt jets of his sperm splashing me inside. He pulled out and I saw that all the boys were showering now. So I got up and walked home. When I looked at myself in the mirror I thought I was the most fucked up the ass, pissy, cummy, filthy whore of a cheerleader I had ever seen. I couldnt wait for a re-match with the team.

It all started when I called the telephone number found in a local men magazine that I took from the local bath house. A sexy as hell voice of an apparently young black man answered me and invited me to come Saturday on a crisp October night. He said the rules were simple. Every one must bring 15 dollars. The party is in the nude and anything goes. Cloths will be put in plastic bags with name tag. He asked me to come not earlier than 10 in the evening.

I drove to the place. It was in a large apartment complex in suburb Detroit, Michigan. I knocked at the door. A man opened it and it was totally dark except from some candles. When I entered I saw whom I called couple of hours ago. A gorgeous young black man in his mid twenties and totally naked except his socks! I felt an electric sensation all over my body. I hugged the man and kissed him. He die not mind! He smiled and gave me a plastic bag. I took off all my cloth except my underwear. I was wearing two under wears for the occasion. I tend to get wet easily and so I had two to cover my wet pre-cum! The man made me wet from the moment I saw him.

He played cool and offered me some soft drink. There were three other guests in the place. He would walk around strutting his nude body and smile to every one. He had a marvelous hot muscular butt and a shaved pubic hair. His dick was dangling around and his ball sacks were big and hot. I was burning inside and oozing pre-cum.

I wanted him very badly and I was shy to ask him first. What I noticed though that he was staring at me!

The occasion came when I went to open the fridge and get another soft drink. He was in the kitchen alone. He turned around and smiled at me. He grabbed my balls and said in a very seductive voice. You remind me of some one at high school who I always has a lust for. I could not believe my self! The man wants me too. I held him in my arms and kissed him. He kissed me back. I started to fondle his moist hot dick and ball sacks. Then I moved my hands and inserted them between his ass cheeks. I played with his ass hole. He asked me to follow him inside a room.

I went with no hesitation and took off my underwear. He came with lotions and lubes. I held him and we dragged each other to a near by mattress. I tongue kissed him and I enjoyed his moist hot lips and inside his mouth. We messaged each other naked bodies and kissed like wild dogs. I licked his neck, nipples, chest, arm pits, and moved my tongue across his abdomen

licking and inhaling every inch of his sexy body. I arrived to the pubic area and mouth tongues his dick and ball sacks. They smelled so hot that I almost was going to cum. Then he suddenly turned around and spread his ass for me. I did not hesitate a second to dig my face inside his ass and smell the hot manly aroma of his ass hole. I tongue fucked him for about five minutes. He asked me to fuck him. He said he was never barebacked before and I asked me about my sex history. I told him that I always use condoms and I am disease free. He looked passionately at me and told me that he would never do that with another person. His ass hole was so tempting that I decided to go with it. I came inside him. It was my first time and he was the only man I ever dared to bareback. It happened three years ago.

Since I did it with him I checked my self several times for many diseases and all were negative. It was a fantasy fulfilled and would never be repeated again.

I met with this man for many Saturday nights and I was allowed to stay over. I had the most passionate sex with him and I never recall a man so passionate like him. I will tell you more in my next story. I promise you it will be a blast. The sex and stamina that we both had would be enough to make ten porn movies.

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Dylan had nothing to do this Friday at 6 pm except play on his computer, but that wasn’t so bad, now that Dylan was 18 and could buy gay porn. Dylan purchased a movie called Desperate Husband on the internet and pop popcorn then sat down and watched the movie. After the movie was over it was only 8:30 pm and Dylan still had nothing to do.

‘Wait, I’m a witch I can do whatever I want,’ said Dylan, ‘I think I’ll zap over to Ryan’s house and stir up some trouble.’

Dylan arrived at Ryan’s house invisible and saw that Ryan had Robert, Nick, and Blake over. All four of them were gathered around the TV watching a porno called Desperate Wives.

‘Four straight guys watching a straight porno, how boring,’ Dylan thought himself, ‘Lets make this straight evening more gay.’

Dylan waved his hand and Nick got up dropped his pants and boxer and started stroking his big black cock. Ryan, Robert, and Blake looked at him in disbelieve. ‘Don’t tell me you’re not horny form watching a porno with smoking hot woman,’ Nick said as he stroked his cock. All three guys looked at each other then at Nick ‘You’re absolutely right Nick’ They stood up and dropped their pants and boxers and started stroking their cocks.

‘This is perfect,’ Dylan thought as he watch four straight guys stroke their cocks without them knowing.

After the porno movie was each of them started to cum. After each of them shot of huge ropes of cum they cleaned themselves off and they put on their boxers and pants and decided to put on a non-pornographic called Eagle Eye.

After a while Dylan got bored and waved his hand and Robert moved closer to Nick unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock and started sucking on it and stroking it. ‘What the HELL are you doing,’ Nick yelled. Then Dylan waved his hand and Nick started liking getting his cock sucked and stroked by Robert. Ryan and Blake looked at Robert in disbelieve. ‘What the HELL is going on with you,’ Ryan said as Dylan waved his hand. Blake moved closer to Ryan unzipped his pants and started doing the same thing as Robert. ‘Not you too Blake…’ Ryan started to say, but Dylan waved is hand and Nick and Ryan moved closer to each other and started making out.

‘This is great! I can make them do what ever I want,’ Dylan thought.

‘Robert stop!!! I’m going to cum,’ Nick stop making out with Ryan and yelled then Robert stop, but Dylan waved his hand and Robert started sucking and stroking Nick’s cock again. ‘Robert stop,’ Nick yelled as his cock exploded with cum filling Robert’s mouth with cum. As Robert’s mouth filled with Nick’s cum, Robert started to swallow it. Blake stopped suck Ryan’s cock and join Ryan in amazes at what they just saw.

Robert pulled Nick cock out of his mouth and started gagging at the new taste. ‘That was nasty,’ Robert said as he looked at Nick. ‘If it was nasty, then why did you swallow it?’ said Blake as he started sucking and stroking Ryan’s piece of cock again. This time Ryan was engorging getting his cock sucked and stroked. Then Ryan started having a trembling feeling. ‘Blake I thing I’m going to cum,’ Ryan yelled. Blake stop and started to pull Ryan’s cock from his mouth, but Dylan had a different idea and waved his hand an Blake started sucking and stroking Ryan’s cock. ‘Blake! Now I know I’m going to cum,’ Ryan yelled has he filled Blake’s mouth with his cum. As his mouth became full of Ryan’s cum Blake pulled Ryan’s cock out of his mouth and started swallowing Ryan’s cum. ‘Your right cum taste nasty,’ Blake said as he got up, ‘This never leaves this room, you got that.’ Ryan, Robert, Nick, and Blake went up stairs to get some snacks for watch a horror movie/mini series called Rose Red.

After retrieving snacks from the kitchen Blake, Ryan, Robert, and Nick returned to Ryan’s Bedroom. Ryan grabbed Rose Red from his collection of DVDs and popped the disc into the DVD player and pressed started and muted the volume. Dylan waved his hand so that he could see some hot fucking between Blake and Robert. ‘Before the movies starts I’m going to use the bathroom,’ Blake said as he got up from the floor. ‘I think I going to do the same thing,’ Robert said a he got out of the chair. Blake and Robert headed up towards the bathroom on the second floor. Blake whispered into Robert’s ear, ‘I’m going to fuck you tight straight ass.’ Once in the second floor bathroom Blake and Robert started to strip. Robert got on his knees and tried to suck Blake’s cock, but Blake had another idea in mind. Blake forced Robert up and threw his against the bathroom wall.

‘This is absolutely perfect,’ Dylan thought as he watches Blake insert his harder cock into Roberts ass with lube or a condom.

‘Ahhhhhhhhhhh!’ Robert yelled as Blake shoved his cock deeper and deeper into Robert’s ass. Once Blake has his cock all the way up Robert’s ass Blake started slowly fucking Robert. Robert’s painful screams turned to pleasure moans. With every moan Blake started fucking Robert faster and harder. Robert was not only get fuck by Blake, but he was starting to enjoy the feeling of the man’s cock sliding in and out of him. Robert started having an electrifying feeling in his cock and his balls started to tighten. Robert knew was about to happen. ‘Blake I’m going to cum.’ Robert grabbed his cock and starting stroking it. With one final stroke his cock exploded with cum all over the bathroom wall.

‘I’m loving this, this is perfect,’ Dylan thought as he waved his hand, ‘I never thought that two of the straightest guys would be having gay sex.’

Blake withdrew his cock from Robert’s ass and Robert went to the bathroom counter and laid on his back with his legs up in the air. Blake inserted his cock into Robert’s ass and slowly started to fuck him again. I was long before Blake felt an electrifying feeling in his cock and his balls started to tighten. Blake started to withdraw his cock from Robert’s ass knowing that he was going to cum, but Dylan had other plans. Dylan waved his hand and Blake shoved his cock back in Robert’s and started fucking Robert faster and harder. Robert felt Blake’s body started to timbale. ‘I’m going to cum any second now,’ Blake yelled. ‘Blake don’t you cum into my hole,’ Robert said, but it was too late. Blake’s cock exploded ropes of cum in Robert’s ass. ‘Dude! What the HELL!’ Robert yelled as he felt Blake hot cum pour into his ass. After Blake stopped cum his started to withdraw his cock once more, but with a wave of Dylan’s hand Blake stopped and shoved his cock back up Robert’s ass. ‘Get out of my ass! You already painted it with cum,’ Robert yelled again. Blake fucked his ass faster and harder then withdrew his cock. Robert farted out Blake’s cum. Blake grabbed a towel and cleaned off his cock and Robert’s ass and they both got dressed and headed back to Ryan’s Room.

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Growing up in a midwestern middle sized town was sometimes rather boring, but yet it had its good points. I had been raised by conservative parents, rather religious, and very family oriented, which is not really that bad. I have One Older brother and One older Sister.

Jeremy, My older brother is five years older that I am, and Patricia is six years older than me.

We have always gotten together for the holidays and enjoyed a wonderful time with each other, especilly now that I have nephews and neices to enjoy. It makes the Holidays more exciting especially seeing their faces when they open the presents on Christmas eve.

I was really looking forward to this year because I was now in the Marines, I had been away from home for almost a year and a half and I was getting sorta homesick. But this year was going to be a special year, I got a thirty day leave for the Holidays, Christmas and New Years.

I arrived home about the twentieth of December, Mom and Dad met me at the airport and It was so good to see them, we went out to eat and headed for home.

As we were talking about the town and how it had changed so much in the past two years, actually since I had joined the Marines, Mom interjected that Quinton, the next door neighbor boy that I had grown up with, was home for the Holidays too, He was in the Navy, and had just came back from the Persian Gulf.

I got really excited at that bit of news.

Quinton and I had been best buds for almost as long as I can remember and I was so anxious to see him, actually I had had the hots for him almost since we were teenagers and before I knew anything at all about sex.

Quinton was about three inches shorter than I am, I’m 6’1′ and hes about 5’10’ or there about. Hes sorta blondish and rather well built, as I recall he was always into sports. He ran track and did field sports, played baseball, and some football. Just an alround good athlete.

We got to the House, took all my stuff in and went downstairs to the basement bedroom where I had my bedroom, It was exactly as I had remembered and left it, I even noticed my old Posters of Nascar Drivers that I liked were still plastered on the basement walls. I looked into my private little hidden cubby hole in the wall, and found my old stash of gay magazines that I had hidden there just as I had left them, I opened one up to read and out fell a twenty dollar bill, and then I remembered that I had used it for a book mark, what a thought.

I had just stripped to my briefs, changing clothes into some civilian gigs, and I heard a voice that I recognized coming down the steps to the basement, ‘Hey Little Bro, Hows it hanging,’ My brother asked,’ Then he noticed me in my white briefs, Since I was almost naked getting ready to get dressed.

H stopped short, looked straight at my white briefs and saw my basket and smiled, and said,’Fuck, little bro, it looks like your Hanging pretty heavy there, you’ve damn well matured pretty fucking well.’ I just smiled and looked at Jeremy and said, ‘Hey Big Bro, Don’t get jealous.’

‘Damn, Bro, Just how big are you down there?

‘Almost eight inches hard,’ I said.

‘No Shit, I only got a little over seven, But then Dena don’t seem to have a problem with it, She actually complains its to big sometimes.’

I said, ‘Looking at litte Ryan and Katie, you must have done pretty good with it.’

We chatted back and forth as I got my civilian clothes back on. I really felt proud that I was bigger in the cock department than my older brother, because as a kid I was always stealing a glance at his cock every time I got the chance and wondered what it would feel like to touch it and stroke it, but that never came to be.

We went upstairs and Mom had set out some sandwiches and chips, Iced tea and Pepsi, and made some coffee and we just had a cold cut lunch. It was so good to be back home again.

We had just finished the lunch and I was helping Mom put stuff away when the door bell rang, Dad yelled ‘its open, come on in.’

It opened and I saw Quenton, my stomach gave a lurch, God he was beautiful, I started having such sexually desirous feelings for him as soon as I saw him, Not like I felt when we were younger but a mature heated lustfull compulsion. God he was gorgeous.

Quenton almost ran over to me and grabbed me and we hugged like long lost brothers and told each other how good it was to see one another.

I told him I wanted to get with him and go out and do something, I had to get alone with Quinton.

I was going to finally tell him that I had sexual feelings for him. I always have had. I really don’t think he ever suspected I was gay and wanted him sexually as we grew up, if he did he never let on.

All I could think of was that awesome ass on Quenton, his big balls and that huge cock, I may have just been wishing but it looked like it was six or seven inches soft, and I really wanted to see it angry, altho I had felt him up when he came over for a sleepover, he would be asleep when I did that.

Quenton told me that he had his little sports car, actually it was a Toyota Camry, but he called it a sports car, go figure.

We made arrangements to go to a Movie together that night and for him to spend the night with me in the basement which was really private in the event something developed. Mom hardly ever came down those old steps to the basement and Dad only came down when he needed something or needed to change a fuse in the fuse box.

Quinton came back over about six thirty, I told Mom and Dad not to wait up, I would be back when I got here. Dad said, ‘Son, enjoy yourself, we know your a big boy now,’ and he laughed.

We went and wathed a Movie, which I didn’t really get my mind into, since Quinton was all that was on my mind.

We got back home about eleven that night and went down to the basement bedroom. I was nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking Chairs. We got to the basement and I turned around and said,’Hey Quinton, I Need to tell you something before we get undressed.’ I was looking very serious as I stared into his eyes. He smiled and said, ‘Hey man,whats so important that it couldn’t have waited untill we go into bed?’

I just looked up at him and really nervous like said, ‘Hey man do you remember when we used to have sleepovers and would sleep together?’

‘Yeah, What about em?’ He said smiling at me.

‘Well I need to confess something to you.’ He just smiled and said,’You mean about you reaching over and playing with my hardon while you thought I was asleep?’

‘Damn, You knew about that?’

‘How could I not have, It felt so fucking good, but you would always stop before I got finished.’

‘I didn’t want you to wake up and catch me and maybe loose your friendship, or maybe have you tear my face off.’

‘Loose My Friendship, are you nuts man, I was falling in love with you, but you never would come out and tell me that its what you wanted.’

I just stood there stupified at Quintons words.’You mean you would have liked to get it on with me, even back then?’

‘If you only knew how many times I layed in bed at night and thought of you rubbing my cock when you thought I was asleep, Oh Jesus man, how many time I busted a nut thinking about you rubbing my cock.’

‘I wish I had known that Quinton.’ Do you still feel that way about me?’

‘Even more so now that I’m a grown man. I have never gotten you out of my mind since we were teenagers.’

‘Quenton walked over to me, looked straight into my eyes and grabbed my head, pulled it to his and our lips met, I started to go weak in my knees, and Quinton was just kissing me and working his tongue over my lips, and into my mouth as he took me to the Outer limits.

Quinton started kissing my neck and licking my earlobes whispering how much he had always wanted to do this, I was agreeing with everything he whispered, then we started undressing each other, I was getting so excited, I was like a kid in a candy shop, all I could think of was how sweet Quinton would taste, and how much I wanted him.

Well Evidently Quinton had gotten some experience while in the Navy, he was all over me. God It was absoultely the most exciting day of my life, I felt like a school boy again on his first date.

We both got down to our underwear and we just layed on the bed, Kissing and making out, My cock was aching as it rubbed Qintons leg and we were kissing and licking on each other.

Then Quinton slid down and pulled my briefs off my body and for the first time in my life I wanted to scream, Here was the object of my lifes long desires massagging my nuts and making loving statements to me about how gorgeous my body was and how he had wanted to do this since we were kids.

I found out that I love his touch, and the lips of love had found their target my nuts first were being bathed in his saliva as he sucked and made gentle loving licks at them, then he licked his tongue up my throbbing shaft as light shocking thrills of excitment shot thru my body, and the nerves in the head of my cock were so alive with sensations, then the final touch, His hot wet mouth went over the throbbing tight pinkish purple head of my cock and I almost fainted, the sensation was so fantastic. I was afraid I would awake and find out this was just a wonderful dream and Quinton wasn’t really there.

I told Quinton to lay opposite of me. He shuffled around and I faced that awesome looking crotch of his,his cock was sticking out like a big tree limb. God his cock was gorgeous, it must have been a good seven and a half inches long, dark skinned, with a beautiful dark circumcision scar around it about two inches behind the head on the shaft,and quite thick, it was truly a real masterpeice of art. His nuts looked like they were the size of oval Plums, already laying up against his cock at its base.

Quinton made a loud moan as I took his cocks head into my mouth and I worked his nutsack with my hands. He began moving his hips in a forward pumping motion as his cock slid in and out of my mouth, God it was the most awesome experience of my live.

We silently made love to each others cocks for about fifteen minutes, and I felt him getting closer, I could tell by the way he was jerking and moving that he was really close. his nuts were all but gone inside his body and his cock was like a peice of flint as I rythmicly worked a slow steady movement back and forth on it.

He finally stopped suking my cock long enought to say,’Oh Fuck, IMMMMMMMMMMMMMM CUMMMMMMMMMM! and It started to happen, his stomach jerked a couple times, a I pulled his ass with my hands, and wouldn’t let him back away and his cock started that little jerking dance and firing off into my throat, ‘Oh Shit, Oh Shit, HUMMMMMMMM.’ and he just layed there, not moving as he got his breath, I held his throbbing jerking cock in my mouth as he finished leaking his awesome cum into my mouth.

The word for the taste of Quintons cum was fenominal.

Quinton looked at me and Said, ‘God I love you,’

I just smiled and said, ‘Quinton your delicious.’

Quinton went back to work to finish me off which took me about three more minutes, and the feeling of shooting my load in Quintons mouth was a feeling I could say that only happens in Dreams. It was awesome. Quinton just swallowed every drop and kept up the licking untill every little after drop was gone.

Before Morning Quenton woke me up trying to put his cock up my ass and when I woke up and helped him out it was Katy bar the gate, fenominal, I had never been fucked like Quinton fucked me that night, I was Screwed, Blued, and Tatooed before the sun rose the next morning.

There is a shower stall Dad had installed in the basement for us boys back when we were in High School, so we wouldn’t mess up Moms bathroom.

Quinton and I had awakened to the sunlight comming thru the basement window and we got up, smelling a wild night of pure raw sex and decided to take a nice hot shower together. Quinton washed my back and fingered my asshole and I fucked him in his ass while showering, it had been the most awesome night of my life, and I knew that there would be many more to come.

Quinton and I made an agreement that when we got out of the military that we would get an apartment together and live with each other.

I would like to say to all that Being home for the Holidays this time has been the Best Holiday Season of my life. Happy Holidays everyone.

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Synopsis: Previously Zack was turned out by a gang of surfers, arranged by Beverly, his conniving wife, and her personal trainer, Bruce.

‘Darling’ aren’t you going to clean Zackie up? I’m begging you’ at least give him some more drugs or something to keep him dossal and manageable for the trip home.’ Beverly had switched tactics, reaching back to her roots, as a helpless southern woman.

‘I can do that, but all that dried cum on his body is a big no-can-do!’ Juan snipped his fingers and two young surfers jumped up and ran to Zack.

The boys were part of the ever-growing entourage that gravitated around Juan. Most were expatriates, with a past they wanted to distance themselves from. As recent converts to the gangbang lifestyle, a cum covered Zack had stirring up painful memories of their own blanket party.

‘Hey Juan, what ya want to string him out on ‘GHB, Ecstasy, Ketamine or the old stand by Rohtpnol?’ Sean grinned at his buddy Shep, it hadn’t been that long ago they had their own coming out party, while strung out on Roofies.

Juan looked over at Bev and Bruce; they were entangled in a hot make out session with Zack’s abused body at their feet. ‘Look, any of those drugs will keep him sedated and pliable’ the easiest to score is Roofies. Just about anywhere you find college students, Rohtpnol want be far behind.’

Juan wondered if they were strong enough for the job of extortion. ‘On his first few play dates Zack should be on something; after that you should have the blackmail element up and running. I suggest you have a private screening for Zack, maybe threaten to send the stuff to his teem buddies’ or you can do what most pimps do to control there bitches, string them out on something.’

The watermelon vendor walked up so stealth like no one had notice him squatting over Zack until he spoke. ‘How much ya gimmie to clean this gringo stud up for ya?

All eyes were on Hector, the watermelon man. He was in his late fifties, thin and he had darkly tanned skin.

Bev and Bruce couldn’t believe their luck. They looked at each other and grinned. Bruce stuck out his hand to Hector. ‘Hi, I’m Bruce and this is my girlfriend Beverly’ she’s also the wife of our blanket boy here. So tell me Hector, how much would you charge to clean our boy up?’

Juan and the surfers were listing to Hector sucker the gringos. He took off his hat and slicked back his grey and black hair. ‘Well I’ll tell ya’ getting that much dried dick juice off is a lot of work, especially when it’s caked on’ I’ll do it for $100′ clean ya boy up inside and out’

Bev looked at Bruce and they both giggled. Bruce slapped Hector on the back. ‘Okay my friend, you got yourself a deal’ where you want him.’ Hector pointed to the small thatched roof building about 200 feet away. ‘That old restroom has a water hook up and a bench we can stretch him out on.’

While Bruce was dragging Zack to the shed, Juan and the surfers were doubling over with laughter. They decided not to tell the gringos that Hector would have paid them for the privilege of cleaning the handsome stud.

Bruce draped Zack’s body on the small wood bench, his arms and legs hung over the sides and rested on the concrete floor; he watched Hector attach the garden hose and fill a bucket with a soapy mixture.

‘You need me for anything else before I split?’ Bruce shifted his weight from foot to foot; the small room had no circulation and Zack’s sex garnishment had begun give off a ripe odor.

Hector had an obsessed look on his face. ‘Nope, got everything I need right here’ Now Juan and the boys know that I always work alone’ don’t ya be coming around after I start. I’ll hunt ya down when I’m finished.’

Bruce suspected the old man world have raunchy sex with Zack, and for a brief moment he had misgivings about leaving Zack alone with the seedy beach bum. Suddenly Bruce had a flash, a vision of the kinky sex Zack would be facing later as an escort. The decadent session with the watermelon vendor didn’t seemed so bad now that new light had been shed on issue. He found Bev holding court at the beach bar and went over and stood next to her, all thoughts diabolical sex acts were quickly flushed from his mind.

Hector stripped his ragged clothing and threw on the floor; he straddled the bench Zack was stretched out on; he fisted his hard cock and pointed it in Zack’s face. A stream of yellow piss splashed on Zack’s swollen red lips; he coughed and tried to shield his face with his hand. It was then that Hector began bitch slapping Zack’s face.

‘Move those fucking hands down to your side’ you gringo cocksuckker!’

Zack moved like a robot, obeying Hectors every command. ‘Open ya mother fucking mouth’ yea, swallow that piss!’ Hector put the head of his cock in Zack’s mouth. ‘You know what to do after all those dicks you juiced last night.’

Hector forced his long cock down Zack throat and held it buried to the hilt for what seemed an eternity to Zack. He pulled out almost entirely after Zack begins pounding on Hector’s back. ‘Alright bitch when I pull out you better suck that head like your life depends on it.’

Hector started a slow piston action forcing the entire dick down Zack’s throat then pulling out leaving only the head for Zack to concentrate on.

Finally Hector buried his cock deep in Zack’s throat and pivoted his body around so that his face was next to Zack’s cock. He fisted the cock and pumped it until it was rock hard, then he swallowed it entirely. Zack moaned from intense pleasure and proceeded to double his efforts at sucking.

‘Suck that cock you gorgeous gringo puta!’ Hector started varying his dick sucking techniques and Zack quickly adapted to them. He knew that the jock had climaxed many times during last nights session, but they were forced from over stimulation of his prostate, never once was his cock sucked until he climaxed.

Hector felt Zack’s balls draw up signaling he was near, he twisted his bag. Zack yelled as his dick began to deflate.

‘Oh no ya don’t’ you don’t get to cum ’til I fill your belly with my baby makers’ I’m just ’bout ready’ so suck hard and don’t stop swallowing ’til I pull my dick out of your mouth.’

Zack was an old hand at juicing a tube, after all the expatiate surfer-dick he swallowed last night he could be certified as a first-class cocksucker. He felt Hector’s cock throb and swell in his mouth, moments later the first blast of cum flooded his mouth and dribbled down his cheek. Zack continued sucking the head and jacking his dick for several minutes until Hector pull his dick from his mouth and wiped clean in his red hair.

During the ordeal of sucking Hector off Zack had begun to jack his own dick; he was just at the point of climax when Hector hauled off and slapped his face.

‘I told ya about this’ He slapped him again. ‘I’ll tell ya when to cum! I got to get off two more times and if it feels like it’s supposed to, I’ll let ya cum.’

Hector dug in his pile of things and produced a small diagonal camera and began snapping pictures of Zack. ‘I got a buddy that will pay big bucks for your picture’ big name baseball player and hot as hell.’ He put his dick to Zack’s lips and snaps a picture. ‘Now get to jacking that big dick of yours’ make it get big boy.’

While Hector snapped a few more shorts, he licked his lips thinking what decadence awaited the young man. ‘Okay boy you’ve beat that big cock long enough’ Stop now!’

Zack dropped his arms to his side and moaned with disappointment; he was so close to climax that it actually hurt stopping. ‘Please let finish’

Hector pushed Zack’s muscular legs up as far as they would go. ‘Punta, wrap your arms around those legs and hold them down on your chest.’

Hector started snapping close up pictures of Zack’s bruised ass hole. It was purple and red with dark blue streaks. He removed a suppository from tinfoil and held it in Zack’s face. ‘Gringo, after I cram this little bullet up your pussy you going get dick crazy’ no matter how much cock you took last night, after this baby kicks in you’ll be begging for cock!’

Hector crammed the suppository far into Zack’s anus; he followed with his thick cock. Zack’s entire body trembled as the massive cock pile drive into Zack’s abused ass. The suppository had begun to relax Zack; he reached for his cock and began to jack it. Hector pulled Zack’s hands off and pinned them to sides as he went down on the pulsating cock. He sucked with such force Zack began to shoot his load; sucking the cum out of Zack. Finally as Hector began to blast into the stud’s ass, Zack shot another big load which was eagerly taken.

Hector collapsed on Zack and the two embraced in a tangle of flesh. ‘Damn gringo! I could eat you all night if you was mine’ But ya aunt and I got to get ya ready for them other gringos.’

Zack cringed as the cold water splashed over his body, washing away the traces of his marathon of sex and his introduction into what would become his new lifestyle.

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When I was fourteen, my mom passed away and left Dad and I to take care of each other. Dad was only seventeen when I was born, so we were more like brothers that father and son. There wasn’t anything we couldn’t discuss between us. Well, not much anyway.

My name is Clint Davis. My dad, Don, and I live together in a mid size town, where dad works for a major consulting firm. I’m now nineteen and engaged to be married to Jill Sims, daughter of dad’s boss. Mr. Sims is the president and CEO of Mid-West Consulting.

Jill and I started dating our jumior years in high school. Dating and fucking that is. About the same time I began experimenting with sex with a couple of my buds and discovered that I loved sex with guys as well as women. I loved sucking their cocks, fucking their asses and having mine fucked.

When we announced the engagement, our parents asked us to wait until we were at least twenty and we agreed.

Going back, after I realized that I liked guys also, I was facinated with the bulge my dad always showed when I saw him in his briefs. That’s all he wore when at home. One night I came out of my room totally naked and walked to the kitchen, passing right in front of dad.

‘Forget something?’ he asked.

‘Nope. I’ve decided that this is the way I’m most comfortable and plan to go this way at home. Feel free to join me if you want to.’

Dad laughed but a few days later, when he came in from work, he came out of his room totally naked. Looking at me he smiled and said, ‘You’re right, this is more comfortable.’

We began living in the nude at home, and didn’t try to hide things if we popped a boner.

Shortly after my nineteenth birthday, I sat next to dad on the sofa and said, ‘Dad, I need to talk to you.’

‘It sounds serious. You know you can talk to me about anything. What is it?’

‘Well, I really don’t know how to say it without possibly hurting you.’

‘Just spit it out son.’

‘Dad, I’m bisexual.’

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes, sir, I am. For the last couple of years, I’ve been having sex with a few on my buddies and a couple of their older brothers. I really like it. Oh, I also love fucking Jill. I just like having sex with both sexes. Each one has something different to offer.’

‘Does Jill have any idea about this?’

‘Oh, fuck no. I’ll never tell her.’

‘Good. Don’t. Son, I’m bi also and your mom never knew either.’

‘You’re bi? You have sex with guys?’

‘Yes, I do. That’s where I am on the nights I call and say I’m working late.’

‘So, you’re not upset or disgusted with me?’

‘Fuck no, Clint. HOw could I be if I’m doing the same thing?’

‘What are you doing if I may ask?’

‘I don’t mind you asking. I give and receive oral and anal, kiss, make out, cuddle. Just whatever happens, happens.’

‘Same here. Can I confess something to you?’

‘Why stop now?’ he said with a smile.

‘I’ve wanted to have sex with you ever since you started going nude. I think it would be hot as hell to go down on you.’

‘Well, I’ve been eyeing you also and you are of legal age now,’ he said as he rubbed his crotch.

I leaned toward him and kissed his lips, offering my tongue as I reached down and began stroking his stiffening cock. He reached for mine. We kissed as we stroked each other.

After breaking the kiss,I moved down to his nips, licking and sucking them before working down to his navel, then pubes.

‘Damn, son, you do have some experience.’

I moved to between his spread legs and licked and sucked his large balls before licking up the underside of his cock to the head where I licked off the precum draining out. I soon swallowed his cock and my dream came true as I sucked my own dad to a roaring climax. Taking the complete load in my mouth and holding it, i pulled off dad’s cock and looked up at him and smiled as I swallowed.

‘Son, you don’t know how fucking hot it was to watch you do that,’ Dad said. We then changed positions and dad sucked my cock dry. I was in sheer ecstacy watching my cock go in and out of his mouth. When I climaxed, he did the same as I did…took my load, smiled at me and swallowed.

‘I see what you mean,’ I said.

We kissed more and I looked at him and said, ‘I’m moving into your bed with you at night.’

‘That’s fine with me,’ he answered.

That night after going to bed we fucked each other and that was another trip to ecstacy. Dad and I had sex regularly but not daily.

One weekend, Dad asked if I’d like to go with him to the neighboring city avout fifty miles away and check out the bath house. Since Jill was out of town with her family I said definately. We drove over Friday night and got a motel room. Dad began to fill me in on the bath house.

‘There are rooms you can rent or just use the lockers. There are three huge jacuzzis, a monster sauna and a monster steam room along with a large communal shower room. In back is what is called the maze. It is just that, a maze. There is only black light and yu can’t tell who is there. There are white markings on the baseboards showing the aisles. One area has about a dozen small cubicles with a small stool in each one. You can go in and lock the door and sit on the stool. There is a glory hole on the opposite wall facing the hall. Someone will come by and stick their cock in for you to suck. Also, as you walk in, there is a small dish containing non-toxic water base white paint. Dip your finger in it and then touch the top side of the base of your cock. With the black light all you will see is white dodts floating around, but you’ll know where the cock is without feeling all over the guy which you can do if you want to.’

‘Dad, that sound so fucking hot.’

‘It is son, believe me. Last trip I was in one of the glory hole cubicles and in no time sucked ten cocks.’

‘Holy fuck,’ I said.

We drove in silence for a while when I looked at dad and asked, ‘Dad, how did you get started?’

‘Well, you know that you were born during our senior year of high school. I started truck driving local then state wide and was gone most of the week. I was also taking a correspondence course in consulting. Anyway, one night while I was on the road another driver and I were sitting in his rig talking and having a few beers and one thing led to another and me made a pass at me and I let him. I enjoyed it and reciprocated. I found that I enjoyed that also. I had been curious and wanted to find out what it was all about. I just kept it up on the road but not when I was in town. After your mother died, I swore I’d never love another woman and swore off them. I really didn’t feel like I was cheating if I was with another guy.’

Nothing more was said until we checked into the motel. We went in and changed into shorts and tee shirt but minus any underwear. we wore flip-flops which we would keep on in the bath house.

We arrived and went in and dad showed his ID and was verified as a member. I signed up as a member and dad paid the membership fee for me.

‘You might want to come without me,’ he said as we went to our lockers. We decided to hit the maze first because that is where most of the action was.

Dad and I each placed a white dod on our left shoulder so that we could identify each other. We seperated and began groping cocks. I found the cubicles and went into an empty one. No sooner had I locked the door before a hard cock came through the hole. I began sucking my first cock of the night. There were many more to come.

Close to three the next morning dad and I found each other and decided to head back to the Motel.

As we drove back, dad smiled and asked, ‘Well, how was it?’

‘Fucking fantastic,’ I replied.

‘Did you keep score?’

‘Yea. First time in a glory hole cube I sucked eight. I then roamed around and had three suck on me and I sucked four more off, got fucked six times and went back to the cubes and sucked off five more.’

‘Damn, you got about five more than I did. Friday and Saturday nights are always fairly active. The rest of the week is okay but not like tonight.’

We went back Saturday night and had another round. I lost track of the number of loads that I swallowed that weekend. I began going every two to three weeks, fucking Jill like crazy in the meantime.

Jill and I were married when we turned twenty one.

My best man, dad, and my three groomsmen threw mw a bachlor party in the penthouse of a local motel. The hired two male strippers, without my knowledge, to ‘raid’ the party. They came in and found us all nude and stroking, supposedly ready to arrest us. Soon they were nude also and dancing around before we all ended up in a huge orgy that lasted for hours. That was my last male fling for a while.

Fast forward to right after our second wedding anniversary. Dad and I decided on a camping trip. Jill didn’t mind as she had exams to study for. I had joined her dad’s firm and dad and I worked together, sneaking off to deserted offices occasionally for ‘quickies’.

We headed out on the camping trip to a place owned by one of dad’s friends. Dad warned me about him.

‘Son, he loves to fuck and suck. But be forewarned. He has almost eleven inches and it is thick.’

‘Have you ever taken it?’ I asked.

‘A couple of times but it wasn’t easy. Once it was in and I got used to it it was fantastic. He doesn’t get rough when he fucks. He knows what damage he could do with a cock that size.’

‘I want to try it and see if I can take him balls deep.’

We arrived at Greg’s property and found Greg already had the camp set up and was lounging naked sipping a beer. Dad introduced me to Greg and we quickly stripped. Greg dropped to his knees and began sucking each of us, alternating from one hard cock to the other.

‘I want both of you to cum in my face,’ Greg told us. When we were getting close, Dad and I began jerking and kissing and soon both emptied our loads out into Greg’s face. He was covered in thick white creamy cum. He licked off what he could and left the rest in place.

That night I did the impossible. I took all of Greg’s huge cock up my ass and it felt fantastic. Dad blew his load just watching me get fucked by the massive tool.

It was a wild weekend to say the least. We returned home and dad dropped me off at mine and Jill’s house before heading home.

About a month later, Jill and her mom were out of town on a shopping trip and I decided to go to the bath house.

I drove over, signed in and went to my locker and stripped. I headed for the maze. After a couple hours and numerous cocks, I felt a hand grope my cock.

‘Umm, nice,’ the mystery voice said. I reached for his hard cock and when I felt it I returned the compliment. We began kissing and stroking each other. The chest was hairy and I loved that. Suddenly, they man dropped to his knees and swallowed my entire cock. Damn was he ever goo at sucking. After taking my load he stood up and said, ‘That was delicious. I’d like to have it more often.’

‘Well, we might have to work on that,’ I replied before going down and sucking his larg cock to a climax. As I stood, we kissed and he said, ‘Usually when I come here I get a room at the motel down the street but I didn’t this time due to time limitations. But I definately want to meet you again. How old are you, if I may ask?’

‘Almost twenty-four. And you?’

‘Old enough to be your father. I’m forty-five. Is that a problem?’

‘Fuck no,’ I answered.

‘Next time maybe we can go to my motel room.’

‘I’d like that.’

‘Would you have any objections if my son joined us. He’s just slightly younger than you.’

‘No problem at all. It would be hot to be with a father and son.’

‘Great. Any idea when you might be back?’

‘No, it just depends on when my wife is out of town again.’

‘I know exactly what you mean. I’m married also. Look, when ever you’re here, put two dots of paint on you so I’ll know it’s you. I’ll do the same.’

‘It’s a deal,’ I said.

I sucked a few more cocks before returning home. As I drove the fifty miles back to the house, I thought about the guy I had met. Something seemed familiar about his voice.

It was almost six months before I had a chance to go back to the bath house. Jill was out of town for the week visiting her grandmother. I signed in and remembering what the man had said, I put two white dodt on my lower stomach at the base of my cock. After about an hour, I saw two white dots coming toward me.

‘I see you remembered,’ the voice said.

‘You better believe I did. Is your son with you?’

‘Yes. He’s here somewhere. I’ll tell you what. Let’s meet at the motel in an hour. Room 125. But don’t let anyone else have that huge load of yours.’

‘Deal, and you save your’s for me.’

‘You got it. See you later.’

I checked the dial of my watch. I found a glory hole cube and began sucking cock. When I again looked at my watch, an hour and ten minutes had passed. I hurried out and dressed and drove to the motel. Parking, I hurried to the door of room 125 and knocked.

‘It’s open,’ I heard the familiar voice say. I turned the knob and pushed the door open. As i started to step in I froze.

There on the bed was Tom Sims, my father-in-law getting sucked by Brad, my brother-in-law.

‘Oh shit,’ Tom said. ‘Was that you with the two dots?’

‘Yes, it was.’ I said with difficulty as I stepped in and shut the door. I walked over to the bed and could see two white dots at the base of Tom’s cock.

‘I don’t believe this,’ he said. ‘You might as well get comfortable and join us. All our secrets are out now.’

I stripped and lay on the bed next to Tom, my father-in-law, my boss. Soon that passed as we kissed and Brad sucked on my cock. Soon, Tom and I were in a sixty-nine as Brad fucked my ass. WE all three climaxed at almost the same time.

As we lay talking afterward, Tom looked at me and said, ‘Does Jill have any idea?’

‘Fuck no, not that I know of. She’s never said anything and things are great between us sexually.’

‘That’s good to hear. How about your dad? He’s fucking hot.’

I couldn’t believe that Tom was talking about my dad like that.

‘Yes, he knows.’

‘He has no problem with it?’

‘No, sir. He’s the one that introduced me to the bath house. He’s more gay than bi.’

‘Mother fuck! You mean I might have sucked Don and didn’t know it?’

‘You could have. He goes there a lot.’

‘You think he’d like to make a four-way out of the situation?’

‘He might. I can check it out and let you know.’

‘Do that.’

The rest of the night was spent fucking and sucking. It was a three-way orgy.

The next week, dad and I both got a promotion. Dad was shocked and couldn’t believe it. I knew the reason why.

Talking to dad one day, I said, ‘You know, I find both Mr. Sims and Greg hot as hell. I’d love to do both of them.’

‘I agree about Greg, but I wouldn’t kick Tom out of my bed. I think he wears boxers because one day I’m positive I saw him with a partial boner. Looked nice and big.’

I let the subject drop. The next day, I told Tom what dad had said. We cooked up a scheme to get the four of us together. Tom and Greg lied about a business trip out of town and went to a small motel on the outskirts of town. I told Jill that dad needed some help with some remodeling he was doing and that I’d just spend the night there. No problem.

I told dad what I had told Jill and he thought that I just wanted to spend the night with him.

‘How about a hot four-way?’ I said to dad.

‘What?’

‘I met a couple guys at the bath house and they are in town at a motel and suggested that I bring a friend for a four-way.’

‘Well, sure, if you trust them.’

‘I do. I’ll call them.’ I dialed Tom’s cell number and said, ‘We’re on our way. What room are you in?’

We left and I drove and as we neared the motel, I told dad, ‘They’re in room 15 in the back. They said the door would e unlocked and to go on in and get comfortable.’

‘Where will they be?’

‘They said that they’d probably be in the shower.’

We arrived and parked in front of the room. I walked to the door and as I opened it we heard the shower running.

‘Hello?’ I yelled.

‘Hey Clint. Come on in and get comfortable. We’ll be out in just a minute,’ I heard in a disguised voice.

I locked the door and dad and I began to strip. Once naked we lay on the bed and began watching TV. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and out walked Tom and Greg, both sporting huge erections.

Dad jumped up and said, ‘What the fuck is going on?’

‘Calm down Don,’ Tom said. ‘Everything is cool. Clint, would you like to tell your dad how all this came about?’

I told dad the whole story and he found it humorous after a while. The four of us spent the night having wild sex, fucking and sucking.

Tom now manages to find ‘business trips’ for the four of us to take, from over night to three and four day conferences. Jill is thrilled at the way dad and I get along with her family. Jill and i still fuck like rabbits and she has no idea what so ever that I am also having sex with her dad, brother, and my dad.

I love my dad and in-laws.

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I had been a sort of troubled youth, I lived with my father, who was a really nice looking guy with a very nice build. He had been in the Marines as a younger man, I was only eighteen years younger than he was.

I knew absolutely nothing about where my Mother was, she left my Dad and me when I was really young, I was born when he was eighteen and as soon as he got out of the Marines and got a job, Mom took off. I guess I was about ten when she left.

Dad said she had run off with some younger man that she started having an affair with while he was in the Marines. Then when he was at work one night, she dropped me off at My Uncles house, My Dads older brothers place.

Dad had gotten a call to pick me up there at his place of work and when he got home a lot of our stuff was missing, and there was a letter from my mother on the table. I guess it was what they would use to call a ‘Dear John’ letter.

My Father looked down at the floor, and looked very sad as he reread the letter. He then went to the fridge and got some beer and started drinking, got drunk. He then stripped off naked and walked out back of the house standing in the dark back yard naked as a Jay bird.

That was the first time I had ever seen my Dad drunk, or naked. But I did get a shot at his hairy looking crotch, God man it looked so thick and black, and his cock looked like it was twenty inches long and so damned big it looked like a fence post. Of course I was just a kid then and I guess most mature men would have looked that big to me.

I just set there at the table and my Dad walked in still naked,grabbed me and hugged me, and said, ‘Don’t you worry none boy, your Daddy’s here, and he always will be here for you.’ I felt really safe and secure and a little turned on, altho I didn’t know what this funny feeling was back then. All I really knew was that I really loved my Dad.

For some reason my dad wanted me close to him that night, he took me up to bed and he put me in his bed with him that night. I just layed close and snuggled with my Dad while he held me so tight, I felt so loved and close to him.

Well that seems so long ago, it seems like it was a different life in another time era, but it was part of my past, I never saw my mother again.

Dad worked hard to provide for me and Him. And There were times I remember that Aunt Janice would take me, and watch me for several days at a time, she said that Dad was away on business which was alright with me, he always came back home to me. I personally never wanted for anything.

Several years later and Im eighteen, just graduated High school, not realizing that I was gay, I just knew I like to look at men, every since I had seen my Dad naked that night, I had this thing for older men,I loved looking at their cocks, didn’t really know why I just did.

I thought joining the Marines would help me take my mind off the idea of likeing other men, ‘WRONG’ I never saw so many gorgeous looking young naked men in my life, it was all I could do to not grab one of them by the cock and take them off to a private spot and do the Horizontal Mambo with him.

I had finally met, and had sex with a young Marine while we were on leave, Clint was his name, he was a good looking young man from West Virginia, he could cum like a horse, and was hung like one too.

I had learned to love the taste of a man.

One Friday I had a three day pass and we, Clint and I, had gotten to a motel in a town about sixty miles away from base, just to get away from base and have a weekend of fun somewhere private.

I had rented a few gay videos from a local adult video store there under a fake name of course.

We had gotten a room that had a video player attached to the t.v. and we were all set, a case of beer, some chips, snacks and videos we were ready for a good time.

We had done the strip dance for each other and gotten naked in the motel room, drinking our beer, strutting around with hardons like a couple young studs. I said,’Hey Clint, you ready for this video.’ ‘Fuck yea! man slip that puppy in.’ Clint said. Clint was already sporting a heavy cock it was almost standing straight upright.

Clint said, ‘Man,I’m ready for this tonight.’

I slipped the video in and It was starring a couple guys who’s name I can’t remember, and one guy with a name I can’t forget, ‘Marvin Stiffrod.’ A true porn name. I flipped it on and it came on and started with a white guy on his back and a black man on top with the white guys cock all the way to the balls in this black dudes asshole, and I mean it was buried.

That black guys hole was stretched open wide because Clint just smiled at me and said, ‘Dayum man, look at the cock on that white guy, and that black dude is enjoying it like a mother fucker.’ I said, ‘Damn man, I don’t think outside of your cock Clint, I have ever seen a white one that big before.’ Clint agreed with me.

We watched but never got a good look at the white guys face but, I saw a little tatoo on his right shoulder that I had seen before, I looked a little closer and I said to Clint, ‘Hey man, that dudes got a tatoo just like my dad on his right shoulder, and its in exactly the same place.’ Clint just said, ‘Hey man isn’t that a coincidence.’ I just smiled and said, ‘yea it sure is.’

We watched it for a while and then I started noticing things that were getting me concerned, The action on the screen was really sexy and very hot. Clint was really turned on and then it happened, I saw the face on ‘Marvin Stiffrod,’ Holy mother of God, it was my DAD, I liked to shit. I yelled out to Clint, and said,’Holy Fuck man, Thats my Dad. When the fuck did he do this shit.’

Clint smiled and said, ‘hell Man I don’t know, are you sure? but it sure the fuck is Hot, God man, your Dad is a awesome looking dude, and his cock is enormous.’

I said, ‘Yea I know. I saw it once. But I am sure its him, there, above his left knee, that little scar.’

But I never knew this about my Dad. Clint said, ‘Well you can look at it this way, You and him have a lot in common now.’

I said, ‘Yea a whole lot,’ I just sat down on the edge of the bed bewildered.

Clint and I finally got it on that night, I enjoyed it really well, but I was a little bewildered at what I had seen.

When we went back to base Clint promised not to say anything about this to anyone.

It was about three months later and I got a pass to go home for a couple weeks. I had a lot to talk about with my Dad.

Well it worked out that Clint could go on leave with me and he decided to come home with me.

We got home about Friday night and Dad was just coming home from Market with some groceries.

He gave me a Hug and it was really nice to see him. I introduced him to Clint. He said,’Any friend of Tim’s is a friend of mine, welcome to our home.’

So after supper that night we just set around the table and I was sorta studdering and stammering, nervous as hell, wanting to get to the point about the videos. Dad Looked at me and said, ‘hey man, you got something to say, just say it.’

I said, ‘Alright Dad, You know I love you and all, but I want to ask you about an Adult video I saw one night several months ago, it was entitled ‘A Night in Rio,’ My Dad just looked a little embarassed and looked up at me almost shocked and a little mad looking and said, ‘Son what the fuck are you doing looking at Gay videos?’

‘Sorry to disappoint you Dad, but I’m Gay and we rented it by accident and watched it in a motel room several months ago.’

Dad just smiled, raised his eyebrows and said,’Now ain’t this some shit.’ And he started laughing, ‘So. your Gay?’

I said,’Yeah Dad, I am, I ain’t gonna lie about it.’ I love the taste of cum, and the feel of a hot cock in my mouth, and I also love to feel a nice big, hard cock in my asshole too, I really get off from that.’

My Dad just looked a little funny, leaned back, and said, ‘Well son, I certainly can’t say that I blame you, as you could tell from the videos that I made back then, I did too. I fucking loved it.’

Dad just smiled and said, ‘So do you still love me?’ I said, ‘Hell yeah Dad, nothing could make me not love my Dad.’

Then he said, “I was really considered to be a very well hung man; I guess you might say I was blessed in that area. I met this man in a bar that had heard this about me, he asked me if I’d be interested in makeing some movies, specifically Gay movies for extra cash, When I started out it was “Gay for Pay,” but it turned into “Fucking for Fun” God knows I needed the extra cash. I was bringing you up and all, and your school clothes and books and such, That cash from those videos really helped to support you all those years.” I smiled and said, “Wow, Dad you did that for me?’ He said, “Yes and No, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy the fuck out of getting to fuck and being sucked off by some of the Hottest guys in the country, yes for you, but no it was for me too.”

Well we started really getting it going that weekend, knowing the truth was an awesome feeling for me, I felt like a load had been lifted off me. Clint and I was haveing a great time with my Dad.

That night we went to see a Ball Game at the local park. Then went and Picked up a case of beer at the Liquer store. Clint and I were really enjoying ourself and getting a little light hearted and headed from the Beer, when Clint said to my Dad, ‘Hey man, Your cock looked like it was bigger than mine on the video, You looked pretty big.’ My Dad said,’You Really, want to compare, well the cock size competition was on. We went into the family room and my Dad just undid his jeans and slid them off, he wasn’t wearing any underwear, Clint slid his jogging shorts off too and then shucked his briefs and there they stood, comparing their cocks like two school boys.

Clint reached out and took my Dads cock into his hands and said,’It is thicker than mine, but I think mine is just a little longer,’ Dad said, ‘Yeah, but my nuts are a lot bigger, and I still have my foreskin.’ Clint dropped to the floor and started sucking my Dads nutssack right in front of me, My Dad just layed his head back, and said, ‘Oh Fuck Clint, Its seems like it has been forever since I felt this.

Dad reached down and grabbed the top of Clints head and pushed it into his crotch, I was watching this action and my cock was getting like a throbbing log in my trousers. Watching my Dad get his huge cock sucked by my best friend was better than any video I had ever rented. I slipped my trousers off and Dad said, ‘Yeah, Boy come over here and join in this party.’ God it was awesome, My Dad, Clint and Me. I had never even dreamed that this would happen.

I was watching Dads face as Clint worked on his nuts. But I was so happy when I saw his face go to a pure pleasure mode when Clint took Dads cock to the hilt in his mouth, ‘Oh Fuck man,” Dad said, He just layed his head back and started really enjoying this. Clint was enjoying it too, Clint could swallow it all, taking my Dads Cock to the hilt deep in his throat.

I was still just watching and stroking on my own cock when Dad looked over and again said, ‘Tim, Come over here,’ I walked over and Dad reached down and started stroking my cock like a master cocksman, My Dad knew just the perfect amount of pressure to make it the ultimate pleasure for me. He was kissing my lips and I was feeling like never before, this was my Dad, I didn’t know if it was wrong to do or not, I only know it was something I was enjoying.

I noticed my Dads breathing was getting harder his stomach was going in and out profusely and I heard him start to growl. and he turned me loose and grabbed Clints head and stuffed his cock all the way into Clints mouth, I could tell by how his cock was flexing, and his body was jerking as he was flooding Clints mouth with cum, I was so happy to see my Dad enjoying himself. I stroked about three more times and I shot cum all over Clints head, in his ears and down the side of his face. I was almost exhausted when I finished, I looked down and got a towel and wiped the cum off Clints head.

Clint said,’Tim I want to fuck you Alex.’ I said,’Help yourself.’

Clint got some lube and I leaned over and started sucking on my Dads deflateing cock and Clint got behind me, In one swift stroke he had buried that awesome cock of his to the hilt in my ass hole.

Evidently it sorta sparked something in my Dad, because My Dads cock started hardening up again.

I just kept up the sucking and in about ten minutes Clint was going like a maniac and I could tell he was close to the blast, I was excited as hell and my Dads cock was like flint rock.

I took my dad to the hilt and Clint was burrying it to the hilt when I heard Clint say ‘Oh Shit, Ahmmmmmmmm’ and he started fireing off inside me with his load, at about that same time I guess Dad got the hint and his cock started jerking in my mouth and flooding me with the same cum that had brought me life, it was awesome. My old man, twice in one night, Damn.

Before our two week leave was up, my Dad and I and Clint had totally enjoyed each other. My Dad is an awesome man, and I love him so much, even more now that I have learned the truth about him and told him the truth about me. And Clint has just gone along for a wonderful ride and enjoyed the trip immensley.

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