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It had been awhile since the encounter between me and Lucas, and each time I’d pass him in the hallway, I’d smile to myself, remembering just how incredible it was with him. Being that it was a completely random encounter, and he was intoxicated at the time, part of me felt rather bad that I didn’t stop him since he was drunk, but the other part of me was thankful it happened for whatever reason.

During an extremely hot summer, the power grids in our neighborhood kept overloading due to all of the air conditioners running at full speed. Con Ed warned homeowners to cut back on their usage, but it seems to fall on deaf ears. Every other day, the electricity would peter out for about an hour or two. I didn’t own an air conditioner, since I had a nice cross ventilation coming through the windows. It kept the apartment nice and comfortable, and during the evenings I could smell the faint aroma of roses wafting through the apartment from my neighbor’s window box.

As the kids played on the street, fire hydrants opened to full capacity, showering kids with mists of water like the Trevi Fountain in Rome, I’d sit on the front steps, watching the people walk by, dabbing themselves with hankerchiefs (the elderly women and men) and downing bottles of water (joggers and businessmen). Lucas walked up, his tie undone from his collar, his suit jacket drapd over his shoulder, the white cotton dress shirt soaked in perspiration.

‘Damn, it’s hotter than a mothefucker out here’, he bellowed.

‘Con Ed’s warning everyone to take it easy on their air conditioners again.’ He sighed, and craned his head toward the top of the building.

‘Fuck. Guess i’ll have to leave the damned windows open. No frickin’ air comes through those half the time anyway.’ He began to shuffle up the steps, looking rather dejected. I began to utter something, then stopped. Should I ask him if he’d like to sleep on my couch? Would I be out of line since I knew what had happened last time?

‘Um, listen, Lucas. I’ve got space on my couch, and my apartment is a lot cooler than yours. Would you like to stay at my place tonight? Plenty of room.’ I hesitated for a minute, unsure of the response. He turned around and offered me a broad smile.

‘Dude, I really appreciate that. But i’ve got Cindy coming over, and, well, she needs to be fed, if you know what I mean.’ We both smirked at the comment and I nodded.

‘Just a thought. Listen, the offer is still open in case you change your mind. Hell, why don’t you ask Cindy to come over as well? In fact, you can take my bed and i’ll take the couch’.

‘You’re shittin’ me. You wouldn’t mind? It might get kind of loud’.

‘I live next door to you. It’s a live action porno with you most of the time.’ He stared at me for a second, a blank look coming across his face. He burst out laughing and leaned down, clapping me on the shoulder.

‘Fuck, man. You’re the shit. I’ll ask her. And dude, I so appreciate this. Thanks a million’. He headed up the stairs into the building and I turned to resume my people watching. Sure, it wasn’t Lucas by himself, but i’d be able to close my eyes and remember how good it was that night, with him being a door away.

It was about a quarter of seven, when there was a knock on my door. Lucas was standing in the doorway, clad in nothing more than a white tank and a pair of skimpy running shorts, his huge bulge standing erect against the thin material.

‘She cancelled. Said it was too hot for her, and she didn’t want anyone listening to us while we fucked. I told the bitch, ‘Hey, he hears us anyway through the walls, what’s the difference? So is that offer still good?’

‘Of course. Have you eaten?’

‘Just on the way to work out. Be back later tonight. Maybe we can have dinner together? Smells good’. Ok, kid, breathe in, I told myself. Just breathe.

‘Sure. Chicken alfredo, salad with vinaigrette, and apple flan for dessert.’

‘Sounds damned good. Say 9:30?’

‘See you then.’ I closed the door and fell against it. This was too good to be true. In my apartment, having dinner with me. I rushed to the kitchen like an excited schoolboy and started to work on dinner.

At 9:30 sharp he arrived, clad in a pair of ironed khakis, buttoned dress shirt neatly pressed, and a pair of sandals. He smelled of a musky after shave and he looked absolutely beautiful.

‘Please, come in’. He walked past me and stood in the middle of the living room. I showed him to the table, and we sat down to eat. I lowered the lights and lit two candles which I put on the tablecloth.

‘Saving electricity’, I mumbled. We chatted about his work, my work, our hobbies, family, whatever came to mind. The chilled wine began to relax me, and I didn’t feel as nervous or out of sorts.

Lucas drank several glasses, leaning back in his chair, his legs splayed out like a dog in front of a fire. He looked over at me and gazed at me intently.

‘I wanted to thank you again for the last time. You were very kind to take me in’.

‘No trouble. You’d fallen outside and, well, you’d have probably slept there all night if I hadn’t have heard you’.

‘Probably. And I have to admit, it was pretty hot when I was fucking you’. My hand froze in mid air as I started to pick up a roll. Our eyes locked on each other and I just looked at him, my mouth agape.

‘What did you say?’ I’d heard him the first time, but I had to ask him to repeat it, just to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating. He leaned over, put his hand on the back of my neck and stuck his tongue deep into my throat. I responded passionately, pulling his mouth deeper into mine.

He stood up, blew out the candles, and grabbed me, swooped me up in his massive arms and carried me to the bedroom. Setting me down on the floor, he tore off his shirt and slacks, his beautifully toned body glistening with dampness from the streetlamps. He pulled my clothes from me and pushed me down to my knees.

‘Suck it, boy. Suck my fucking cock. Just like you did last time’. I responded with elan, taking in each inch like a sword swallower. He moaned with pleasure, his hands on the base of my neck, forcing the inches deeper into my throat. His hips swayed as I sucked his cock, and I reached up to cup his balls in my hand.

‘Fuck yeah. Do it. Suck my fuckin’ dick.’ I fellated him for what seemed like hours, his moans getting louder with each stroke of my mouth. He pushed me away and stood me up, taking my arms and pulling me to the door. He closed it and pushed me up against it, my ass facing him.

‘You need that ass fucked. Badly. I can tell. How you’ve been looking at me when we pass in the hall, when I come home from work. Say it. You want me to fuck you.’

‘Yes. Yes. Fuck me, Lucas. Fuck me hard.’ I heard him let out a rather sinister laugh as he pressed his body against my back. He shoved his tool into my ass and began pounding me mercilessly. I responded with cries of joy, begging him to go deeper and deeper within me.

‘You’ve got a fine ass, boy. Yeah, nice and fine.’ He slammed his balls against my ass cheeks and grunted. His hands cupped my nipples and began to pull at them greedily. I threw my head back and screamed.

The heat in the apartment seemed to rise almost 50 degrees, as sweat poured off of our naked bodies. I could taste the salt coming off of my forehead as it dripped against my lips. His sweaty frame back and forth against me, and I closed my eyes, wanting this to continue indefinitely.

The chimes from the church struck midnight, and a cool breeze blew through the bedroom. He pulled out of me and spun me around, delivering a deep, passionate kiss to my salt covered lips.

Without saying a word, he dropped to his knees and took my hard penis into his mouth. I gasped in shock, since I wasn’t expecting this to happen. He was able to take every inch of my member and I fell back into the door once again, letting my body relish in this moment. I grabbed my nipples and began to tug at them, but he reached up and swatted my hands away.

‘You don’t touch.’ He took them in his meaty paws and once again attacked them. My breathing became more labored, and I kept gasping for air. He was, in a cliched sense, taking my literal breath away.

‘I wanna know when you are ready to cum’. I uttered a ‘yes’ and he continued sucking. I felt my balls tighten and the rise of semen starting to approach.

‘Oh, god.’ That was all I spoke. With that, he pulled his mouth off and began to jerk me off. Hot cum came gushing out all over his face, chest like a volcano. He rubbed the head of my dick against his goatee, and licked the shaft. He stood and began to pull on his own cock. I stood back and watched him, his incredible body thrusting with desire, the sweat emanating from our bodies providing lubrication.

‘Fuck yeah. Come and get it’. I leaned down and took his salty load, drinking in his vital fluids. He shuddered as each drop came trickling from his massive tool.

We stood there, dripping in sweat and semen, and I started to head for the bathroom for a towel. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

‘Get your ass in bed. This ain’t over by a long shot. I’m sleeping with you tonight. I’m gonna thank you some more.’ We fell against the cool white sheets, and entangled ourselves in each others arms.

We layed face to face, kissing furtively, laughing and talking, like two school mates on vacation.

‘Lucas, why did you, well, you know, do it with me that night? I mean, you were drunk and I thought you were straight’. He leaned over to me and kissed me once again.

‘I’m only straight on the days that end in ‘Y’. The nights, well, that’s another story’. He fell on top of me and again, we began another round, hopefully going past the stroke of two.

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Tuesday morning at about 9.30 was usually the time unless they changed it. When that happened I often got no warning; so they would turn up take me into a room and just take my pants down. I had to undergo this official inspection every week. Sometimes they would come and do a spot check which could be a bit embarrassing.

It was a couple of years since that encounter with Fernandez the boxer and this was back home so at least no one knew about that. And I was trying to get back to gymnastics because things had got a bit complicated. You know after my failed attempts to take secret pics of those trannies in the shower; well it was Mandy to be exact. She got really angry at first then took advantage of me and that’s how I got sort of compromised. I mean I couldn’t stop them really because they outnumbered me. And I just don’t have that sort of physique when it comes to defending myself physically.

But I can do gymnastics because I’m quite light and that’s the trouble, those sort of sex hormones made me put on weight a bit. It was things like …well.. I have more than men normally do, sort of where their teats are but I’ll come to that later.

Anyway the club wanted me off drugs, whatever they were, if was going to compete. I mean there was no hiding what had happened to me as my state of affairs was quite obvious. Actually I didn’t mind all that much. It certainly attracted a lot of attention from the guys and strangely from some of the girls too. I just wanted to get fit and try to loose some weight but it was difficult because, as guys kept telling me, it was not fat that was making me heavier, it was a sort of change to my whole body.

The authorities were starting to get strict about gender after some female athletes were accused of being men. And now some feminists were saying it wasn’t fare just to test them. What about ‘effeminate guys’ and all that.

I didn’t mind it all too much personally but it was a bit difficult to explain things to the other guys. I think it was the girls who spilt the beans in the end.

‘So what do they do to you in there?’ Jason had asked. He was one of a bunch of weight lifters who seemed to take a lot of interest in me.

‘It’s sort of routine really you know, they insist on once a week so you know it’s some thing I just have to do and …’

Jason cut me off ‘Hey! what actually happens, I mean well..’ he looked round and grinned at several others who were crowding round. ‘I mean do they do some sort of inspection or something or er.. ‘examination’ that’s the word I was looking for’.

‘Do they make you take your pants down?’ Grant is such a huge powerful guy he sort of overpowers me.

‘Must be fucking interesting! Yea what do you reckon? especially with him getting periods and all that sort of thing!’

‘Hey shut up Jack that’s just a rumour, we don’t know if it’s true, give him a chance man!’ Jason had sprung to my defence.

To be honest I actually liked these occasions although some of them could be quite intimidating but the conversation had never gone this far before. Perhaps it was stupid of me to take them up about my periods but I felt I had to set the record straight or the rumours would get even wilder!

‘I mean I don’t really know what some people have been saying but well … you know’ I hesitated as I had talked myself into trouble. ‘Yea well it wouldn’t be possible for me would it? I mean…’

‘You mean what?’ interrupted Grant. He had his arms folded in a way that emphasised the power of his pectorals and naturally he was stripped to the waist but the bulge in his sports short was fearsomely obvious. Grant was excited about me and I suddenly felt myself wanting him. I just couldn’t help it!

‘Look I don’t get this! You let them come and do all this to you; why the hell do you let them do it?’ Jason exclaimed. He was trying to assert himself over Grant then this woman’s voice piped up from behind them.

‘They have to check out his willy don’t they as well as his boobs’ she said turning away and shading her eyes but then her friend added ‘It’s his bum they’re interested in. They’ve got to look up him and do some tests you see’ This one called Shirley, a pole vaulter, was very feminist, she just stood there flicked her hare and maintained a sort defiant and confident look. Then she put came forward and put a hand on my arm saying ‘No offence darling!’

‘So what do you think they’ll find up his bum unless they’re worried about his getting fucked and I don’t know what that has to do with this bunch of busy bodies.’ Jason insisted.

‘It’s not that! It’s those feminizers; are you blind? Don’t tell me you hadn’t noticed his swollen boobs! He hasn’t been injecting anything. They put it up his ass silly! And it doesn’t show up in ordinary drug tests, does it?!’ Shirley was enjoying trying to embarrass the guys but I guessed it only made them more excited.

Then the girls suddenly looked away as Grant pushed forward very aggressively. He had a huge bulge in his shorts. He came closer to me now and in front of the others grabbed my bare arm and looked me very firmly into my eyes.

‘Look here we need to get to the bottom on this period business once and for all!’ Everyone started laughing at the unintended pun. ‘OK! OK! If you don’t have a cunt then what have you got in front? Or is it all round the back?’ the laughing continued. Suddenly I felt I didn’t care, perhaps I could call their bluff.

‘OK I’ll take my pants down right here if you like and you can all have a good look’ I offered putting my thumbs under the elastic.

It did take some by surprise and Jason suggested I should be left alone but I could see they were all excited now including Jason himself.

I had never done it quite like this before. I got a huge thrill out of seeing their eyes going down to my genitals as I very deliberately lowered my pants down to my knees so they could see everything.

‘So he’s got a cock after all’ remarked Jack who was by now feeling me all around my genitals. ‘I think he’s got balls too but they’re very small.’

‘So is his dick! Look at it, you couldn’t fuck a chic with that!’ remarked Doug who had his hands suggestively on his elastic as if he was about to strip down.

‘Nothing wrong with his ass though wow! Look at his cherry it’s all sticky. It’s like he’s been putting cream in his hole’ Grant was fingering me as he said it. ‘So this is what your periods are all about is it? It certainly makes it easier for us eh lads?’ When Grant ripped his pants off I had to catch my breath. I had never seen such a huge and powerful cock in my life.

‘He wants it! He needs it!! And he’s going to fucking get it!!! Let’s get to work!’ Jason tried to restrain him but Grant had already grabbed me. I could do nothing. I just felt this sharp pain as re rammed his cock into my boy-cunt. Everyone gasped as they watched him sink his massive ramrod deep into my bottom. He felt so fucking huge!! It was like a great big piston pumping me. He was right up my rectum now.

And it was all so public right in the middle of the gymnastics area. I could hear the girls giggling but all I could think of was Grant’s massive meat inside me. He was fucking me so hard now, really ramming my ass and stuffing me harder and harder. I was made to bend over and support myself on a vaulting horse. But he had taken complete control of me in every way. He stabbed his knob into my internal gland. Oh Wow! Grant had such a supremely hard dick! It felt so hard and firm like his bulging muscles.

Shirley’s friend had a video camera and was zooming in on my bottom to get close ups when a bunch of stewards arrived and tried to order us all off the premises.

There was a lot of shouting and arguing but not before Grant shot a great flood of fuck fluid right up my rectum. I got this fabulous feeling as he spurted his spunk deep into my bowels. One of these stewards just stood there with his mouth open aghast as Grant completed his fertilisation of my bottom. I noticed he too had a hard on by the end of it.

When Grant eventually withdrew his dick it was like a long fat hose pipe, all pink and slimy from servicing my boy-cunt. We all went to the changing rooms on the orders of the those stewards as Jason insisted we had to be given time to change.

Doug was next, he literally swept me off my feet and lay me down on a low table of spaced boards meant to keep shoes off the floor..

‘Get some clothes to put under him!’ Jason shouted while two others Eric and Sam fetched them over but Doug was already up me. Oh fuck! where do I get more superlatives?!! His cock was long and curved and thick enough to let me know there was another real man inside me.

There was no time to get the clothes under me. It was uncomfortable but when you have someone like Doug up your ass you don’t think of that! I was on my back and he was looking deep into my eyes. His manliness showed in his strength of character as well as his physique. All was quiet and you could hear a sort of sticky sound as he shafted my ass hole with his super streamlined dick. He was on target with my gland every time. I sensed these thrilling surges going through me somewhere deep inside my rectum.

After he whispered something in my ear about getting some manliness into me then he powered up like hell. I could see all his muscles tense up and his biceps were bulging as he suddenly let go. It felt like a tidal surge as he pumped his spunk into me. Oh how I loved him at that moment. This huge powerful man was shooting his virility straight up my bottom!

Jason was next; he was on top of me in no time. I had wanted to suck his cock but as soon as Doug pulled out Jason drove his fuck pole deep into my bum hole. He was screwing me round and round inside and I felt his pubic hairs against my buttocks. Jason had another way of fucking altogether. Eric and Sam were both presenting their cocks and I was trying to take both in my mouth but Jason’s fucking was driving me crazy. I don’t know what he was doing to me; I really don’t! But something happened. It was like I got this massive spasm. It had gripped me somewhere deep inside my rectum.

I can’t quite recall what happened next as I almost chocked on cum which Eric and Sam delivered into my mouth while Jason seemed to be douching me inside like a power hose. There was spunk everywhere! I had the greatest fuck of my life!

Oh yea and the steward, I think he was called Andy, he did me straight after. I remember he just took his pants down and didn’t remove his shirt. Perhaps he was afraid his physique would not compare with the others. But I can tell you there was nothing wrong with his virility! What a fuck he gave me too!!

After that we all agreed to keep things more discrete in future and it seemed like the end of the day’s session. But not so! Shirley stepped forward sporting this huge strap-on and ordered the guys to hold me down while she ‘did a proper job of me’.

I’ve got to say it was embarrassing in front of all the guys. It really is humiliating even for a sissy boy like me. Actually the guys just stood around discussing football. But they stayed on to see I was OK while Shirley was unrelenting and pounded my ass for a full quarter of an hour while telling me what a wimp I was between puffing to catch her breath. Eventually she stopped when Andy started getting insistent.

As for me? Oh boy! I just felt utterly fucked up! But you could say ‘fulfilled’ quite literally I guess!

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I met Jo down at our local allotment. I was just browsing there to see what I could scrump, the week before I found some lovely strawberries, so I aimed to pick a few more – but unfortunately Jo saw me, and they were growing on his allotment.

Well, the consequence of all that, and to cut a long story short (he threatened to tell the police if I didn’t comply) is that he had something for me to do in his allotment shed, some pricking out of some small seedlings he said, ‘do you know how to do it?’

I nodded to the negative but he responded that he’d show me.

‘First you need a suitably sized dibber and a seed box filled with compost, right? –

But I think, because all the sufferance you have given me, I wondered who it was pinching my produce – I reckon you need teaching a real lesson…’

Not sure of what he meant I started to prick out the seedlings as he showed me.

Then I felt his busy fingers scuffling around me, he told me to bend over the bench, that he’d got a very stiff dibber. My eyes watered as he squeezed me down there. ‘You like that, Lad? They’re meant to be squeezed and teased – like this, feel it?’

It all came as such a shock I was truly lost for words, not knowing if to yell back off or go with it, the sensations he was giving me were confusing to say the least, the utter shock of it all yet the feeling of enjoyment.

He guided my hand to his trousers, he had a huge swelling – I closed my eyes and wondered when he would stop, his handling was quite rough and I felt any moment he may hurt me. But then he loosened my belt, took down my jeans to the knees, took hold of my cock like it was a lump of meat and stretched it back so tight, swinging me around to face him for a good gander at it – like he was a doctor examining a patient.

‘You know you ought to wash behind this?’ he said. ‘It will get all cheesy if you don’t and you will get nasty things wrong with you.’ He smiled at me now with that certain look about his eyes, I felt something more was going to happen.

‘Ever seen a man’s full grown prick?’ he asked.

I stumbled with my words, didn’t quite know what to say but felt he was going to show me no matter what I said. He did and no mistake, he opened his trousers and he lifted it up from behind his pants with his hand and out it popped, balls and all and I saw it growing, and every time he squeezed it lurched upwards.

I was plainly shocked and scared, I had never seen another man’s cock in full erection, it was absolutely terrifying, and that combined with the look on his face, like he was going to murder me.

‘Now no need to be scared, Lad – it is just that I want to teach you some fundamentals, want to show you just how it feels with this lodged up your arse. You could say it is another form of pricking out, that I want to plant my seed into your hole, simple as that really, Lad’

I was a little scared and confused, I smelt the combination of freshly un-bagged compost and the pungent odour of his cock as he stretched it firmly back to reveal a huge bulbous knob.

‘What do you think then, lad?’

I was still lost for words.

‘Squeeze and taste, Lad, get the real feel of mature cock, it is just waiting for you, longing to feel your suck and fuck big time.’

I backed away, I was reluctant and scared still.

‘Don’t be a dick head,’ he yelled. Just feel it, come on, give it a go, don’t you like it?

All the time he was working it, pressing it forward, lurching it out almost touching my face, then I sniffed the odour stronger than ever, there appeared to be some white liquid oozing out.

‘That’s okay, that’s just pre-cum, shows it wants your fuck and pronto.’

My senses were alert now, the size of it! And he wanted to get it inside me. I could not bring myself to suck the thing however but he definitely meant business and soon he had me perched front ways over his bench again briskly opening the lid of a jar of Vaseline.

‘This will help first time, Lad. It’s gonna hurt but I will be gentle at first, till you get used to it -then you see, you will love it – and then we can enjoy all sorts of new games together.’ I felt him smooth his hot hands over my rear end again, giving the cheeks a nibble with a slight pinch, he seemed to like playing with it, nudging and kneading it and I felt a crazy sort of wanting, like I was starting to enjoy his pandering, the way he felt me everywhere, the way he licked and sucked my hole, it seemed like I was starting to go into a sort of a magic trance as he worked his mouth and tongue around and into me.

He even noticed, ‘Hmm, Lad you like that eh?’

Oh My God. What could I do? Jo was a big guy, six ft tall at least and I was only an eighteen year old midget.. I was beginning to realise why he was asking all those questions beforehand and he’d found out I wasn’t particularly interested in girls, then asking if I was gay? I didn’t reply. When he mentioned that word I was uncertain Well I had never really thought about it. Does not liking girls always mean you must be the other way inclined! Obviously Joe thought so and now I was beginning to feel him stretching the cheeks of my arse again, so wide, telling me to stretch my legs apart, felt his lusty tongue rim me more and more as his fingers tampered with my balls, then that strange new feeling again when he sucked not only my ass but my cock too, he was licking my ass all over and making strange sounds I’d never before encountered – then he grabbed so tight my hips as he started to manoeuvre his throbbing cock into me, and already |I felt the pain of his its huge head enter me, stretching me until I thought he would rip me apart.

‘Ouch!’ I yelled. That so hurts!

‘Be better when you get used to it, Lad you’ll see. You have got a lovely arse, I knew I wanted it first time I saw you, watching you picking my strawberries, you bending and displaying like that, I said to myself I will be fucking that ‘afor long. Now bend it a little more Lad, let me slide a little deeper up inside you, want you to feel the full throb of hard hot prick up your arse. It was made for a good sound fucking, once you have felt cock up there you will never look back, except when I’m behind (he laughed) just to beg me to take you again. Like this …’ he worked it deeper up me, I could not even begin to imagine he could get it all inside me, it was so huge. But never the less he continued to work on me, as he slid it further he told me to bite my lip and hold my breath, soon I would no longer be a virgin – soon he will get full penetration and I would discover just what fucking ass is all about. I felt a sort of numbness, I grabbed the side of the bench tightly as he hammered into me, everything in the shed was rattling, things falling off the shelves, it was pandemonium and Jo was in a world of his own. fucking and fucking me to his hearts content!

The way he was talking – I reckoned I had a real pervert – the smell of him seemed repugnant but he was so strong I had no option than to be submissive for his needs.

He continued to work his length into me, telling me to help it in, that it would be better for me that way, ‘move it for me, Lad – let’s see how you can move it.’

He began to thrust harder then in and out, sometimes right out which really hurt. And then sometimes missing as he attempted to come back into me, his heavy cock ending up between my crutch, then a moan and a groan and he’d hit the mark second time, and I was full of it again, his huge swelling taking its too out of me. I felt the surge, the pain as he gradually worked it further inside me and the relief when he came away, every time he thrust I heard what seemed likened to the growl if an animal as he surged into me more quickly, his hands beneath me, pulling my balls, nudging my inner thighs as I hoped he would soon be done, the pain was so much now, I wondered if he’d split me, it felt like it. But he was still yelling ‘fuck it, Lad Fuck it ‘ then he stopped thrusting and I felt the bulk of it up inside me, hurting like hell, like I wanted to go to the toilet and quick! He stood there silent, apart from the panting of his breath – then he started to move again, edging me to the side one way and then the other, grunting how good I was, what a great fuck I was, and then he started to thrust again, like he was going to screw right through me and out the other side, it was horrendous – until with relief I felt the final surge, his breath so strong as shot his load into me. I was feeling the warmth of his fluid inside me, numb now as he slowly took his thing out of me.

I was almost crying in agony – it was so painful, but now the pain had changed to a numbness, which strangely was quite pleasant.

‘That was lovely, Lad. You are okay, you will see, you will want it more and more. Feel the pleasure now.’

True it did seem pleasurable, perhaps I was gay after all, it felt too though he was still inside me but instead of pain it was sheer ecstasy now, feeling the stretching as he fucked me deep, wanting it more and more.

Soon he was showing me how to suck a guy, this time I was persuaded to take it into my mouth, for just a quickie I offered. something which had seemed repulsive to me became a delight and I really looked forward to our regular meetings in the allotment shed, to taste him and feel his cock inside my mouth, then up my arse. Always so good the way he stripped and stretched me, finding new and better ways across the bench to access me. And he even brought some cushions to make it more comfortable as I bent my arse high for his enjoyment, feeling the sensation of his tongue licking and stroking my ass and balls, feeling his hand squeeze my cock to cum as I yelled for his deep fuck now, craving for it – hungry for it. I wanted to be of service to him, to give him all the pleasure my body could muster, to be all arse and balls for his.

Soon he was up me again, his hands gripping my hip bones now, holding me firm as he went into me different ways, moving his cock this way and that way to get the sensation of his deep throbbing cock all ways. It was so lovely. And to suck him first now was scrumptious, feeling his full firm balls and lapping up his firm round cock head, teasing his p-hole with the tip of my tongue until he shot his cum right onto my face and mouth. Sometimes he ordered me to lay flat on the floor as he wanked is stiffly over my cock, sometimes over my ass, but I think he really preferred to see it drench my mouth and face, as eventually I took it upon myself to swallow it all down. When I did I knew I had achieved what I wanted to achieve, now I knew the pleasure of being gay, what it meant to be of service to another like that, to be wanted and needed so passionately and to enjoy in so many different ways.

But one day Jo’s secret was blown. He’d just fucked me in the shed, by now he had brought some cushions to make it more comfortable, and it was lovely being all ass for him, he complimented that it was a quality ass and my fuck was equally so.

But Tom, another guy who had his allotment nearby, knocked at the locked door yelling ‘Is that you in there, Jo?’

Poor Jo was still stiff inside me, his cock just coming up to the boil, he pulled it out and I felt the breeze between my cheeks, feeling behind my hole was well wet and still wide open.

He was truly panicking, I guess the last thing he wanted is to be found out he was fucking a young guy in his allotment shed, what would his Mrs. Say, Yes I found out he was married, he reckoned she didn’t give it to him any more so he went for being Bi – less complicated he said.

Anyway I have never seen a guy pull up his trousers so quickly. He whispered for me to hush up, for me to hide in the corner, that he’d go out and lock up, and come back when the coast was clear, or better still he said he’d slide the key under the door so I could reach it and get out. Keep an eye out through the window and when it’s clear vamoose yes, Lad? And I’ll make up to you next time…’

I didn’t have time to reply, he was away and gone and I heard him making a vain excuse as to what was going on.

‘I was banging up some more seed boxes, Tom’ got so many more seedlings to prick out come the Spring eh?’

‘I thought you had a lass ain there or something,’ Tom replied with a mischievous tone.

Later, when the coast was clear I made for my exit, couldn’t see Jo so he must have gone home. I walked up the path to the exit leading to the road where I lived.

Then I heard steps behind. This bearded guy tapped on my shoulder. It came out that he saw me come out of the shed.

‘He was with you, lad – wasn’t he.’

‘Don’t know what you mean’ I covered.

‘No point on fooling me, I am a retired detective,’ he said. And it was plain what was going on, I heard everything, the shed isn’t exactly sound proof you know!’

‘So the games up then, you are going to let the cat out of the bag, Tom – that is your name Isn’t it?’

‘Ah! you know my name, then that proves it, you must have been in the shed when Jo came out, to have heard him call my name!’

Now I’d really put Tom in it.

‘So what will happen now, you gonna shop us or something, it wasn’t exactly a public place was it?’

‘That wasn’t my intention at all, Lad. Buy maybe you would like to come and see my seedlings – and I have a much more comfortable shed than Tom!’ …

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I guess I will start by telling you something about my younger life, I was sixteen when I was caught steeling and sent to a YMRC, ‘Young Mens Rehabilitation Center’ It was the second night there when this guy named Marshall slipped over and crawled into my bed with me and told me not to make a sound.

He told me we would have some fun togther just keep it quite, I wasn’t sure what he was talking about untill he began hugging me, then he grabbed my hand and stuck it down inside his white breifs, god he had a huge cock, he was uncut and he told me to stroke it, I loved the feeling it was making inside my body and then he reached over and slid my briefs down and began to play with my dick, it was the most awesome feeling I had ever felt.

Then he said here, and I felt him turn the opposite direction and he said, do what I do, and he took my dick into his mouth and I almost passed out, it was the most fantastic feeling I had ever felt, he sucked me and I started sucking his cock, it tasted great, and I wanting to take it all but I couldn’t get his big pecker into my mouth I felt his body start doing funny things and his cock started feeling like it was jumping in my mouth and I tasted this funny tasting stuff, I swallowed it, but it was musty and salty tasteing, it was his cum, I had just finished tasting his cum and I felt my own shooting out into his mouth, he swallowed it all, god I love that feeling.

That started a regular thing between me and Marshall, then we progress into fucking each other we were very close there at the YMRC, and kept each other sexually satified.

He was later caught trying to rob a bank and went to prison, I got out and went to school and got a trade. But It starte a way of life of loveing sex with guys. That’s where I got started back several years ago, Now Im twent seven.

I was setting on my Second floor Apartment Patio balcony, looking down at the Apartment Complex Swimming pool, I was one of the Lucky ones, or at least I thought so, being a lover of nice, well built, sexy men, it gave me the opportunity to indulge in my favorite past time, drooling over awesome looking men. My Apartment balcony overlooked the swimming pool.

Just looking at the eye candy had me boned up, and harder than a steel pipe, and I was setting there on the balcony of my apartment with my hand down inside my boxer shorts, working on my hard cock, pre-cum leaking like crazy, slicking up the tip and making me so fucking horny that I would suck the cock on the first guy that comes available, no matter what the guys age.

I had just put the binoculars to my eyes to get a better look at this one hunk, god he was awesome looking, built like an olympic athlete, wearing a pair of yellow speedo’s that sported a very noticable bulge that would make John Holmes jealous. It looked like he had a large cucumber laying to the side in the crotch of his speedo’s.

Looking thru the lens of the binoculars I could see the outline of a beautiful circumcised, thick bulging cockhead, my mouth was watering and I was almost ready to asphyxiate.

Then the door bell rang, I had forgotten that I had ordered a pizza, without thinking, I jumped, up to answer the door.

I opened the door and he walked, he as a fucking dream, and as horny as I was I was about to explode and seeing this young man, Damn, dude, he was awesome looking. Oh Yeah!!! I’d do him, in a fucking heartbeat.

I Looked up at his face and I felt heat rising, his curly almost black hair, his dark eyes, He had this earring in his left ear and a necklace, I was almost speachless.

I told him to come on in, my mind going a million miles an hour.

The young Pizza delivery man, looked to be maybe twenty or twenty one, I was standing there ready to give this gorgeous doll the money for the pizza, and I had thrown in an extra ten bucks for a tip, and without thinking I spoke up and said, ‘Thats not the tip I would really like to give you,’ I saw his face smile and he looked down and sorta hinted with a nod toward my crotch, I looked down and I almost fell in the floor, my hard throbbing, wanting cock was standing straight out, like a diving board and sticking out thru the split in the front of my boxers shining in the sunlight like a fucking beacon light. My face turned about sixteen shades of purple.

I looked up into his eyes and he just smiled and said, ‘Hey man, do you like me or something, or do you always greet the pizza delivery man with your hard cock sticking out of your underwear?’

I really was totally ready to faint, I Stammered and studdered for the words to say.

I started to speak and this young doll, walked over to me, put his finger against my lips and whispered ‘SSHH,’ It’s alright’ he said, and he reached down and wrapped his hand around my aching boner, and gave it a few strokes and I went week in the knees.

I felt him lean over and pull my face to his and he kissed my lips and I felt myself floating away with the passion of the Moment, I could not believe what was happening.

I came to my senses when I felt his hand pushing me backwards onto the couch, and then he slipped my boxers to the floor, I had forgotten about the guy in the pool, and the Pizza too, for that matter.

Before I knew it this young pizza delivery guy, had melaying on the couch and had my uncut aching cock in his mouth, he definitely was not a beginner at deep throating my seven plus inches, and it was a feeling I had not felt in a long time.

I layed there as he licked and sucked my cock and massaged my ball sack, but what sent me over the edge was when his finger began massaging

my asshole with the percision and expertise of a master cocksman.

I was almost unaware of his massaging my cock with his hand until I felt his tongue dive into the love hole between my ass cheeks, almost blew my load right then, He seemed to really know how to eat asshole,I was the recipient of his expertise and I was loving it.

I was almost crying with delight as he took me to heaven, and then I felt him raise up and In haste, he sunk one of the thickest cocks I have ever seen into my love hole In one heavy thrust, he really dilevered a man sized fucking and I was almost delieerious with excitement with being fucked so deeply and passionately, I was almost falling in love with this guy.

I never believed in love at first fuck, but I think I would make an exception in this case.

We layed there with his cock impaling my asshole deeply and hotly feeling his cock sliding in and out of my asshole as he fucked me and slathered kisses on my face neck and ears.

As he fucked my ass, he began to breath harder and more rapidly and grunting and making those sounds that let you know he’s almost there.

I was working the game right along with it.

I could feel our passions and climax coming on with great strength, I was almost there and I could feel his body getting closer, his muscles were getting tighter, and he was ramming that hunk of man meat to the balls with each thrust.

Feeling his balls against my ass with each thrust was what did it, I felt my climax as it built to a crescendo of a powerful climax.

My shot came as I worked his cock with my ass muscles and I felt his cock start jerking with his moaning and gasping and grunting.

It was the most powerful climax I had ever experienced, and just thinking about how it came about was almost unbelieveable.

As he layed ontop of my body gasping for his breath after the awesome climax we had both experiences, I looked at his eyes and smiled and said, ‘That was the real Tip I really wanted to give you.’

He busted laughing and I was too.

Well we both took a shower to wash off the sweat and sex from our bodies, and he got dressed to go back to the Pizza store. I gave him my number and Invited him back and just before He left I said, ‘Hey wait a minute, What’s your names?’

Seth Biggerton.’

‘Well Seth, My name is Ken, and I just want to say that I am so glad to meet you, and hope that this won’t be the last time we see each other.’

‘It won’t and I work every night but Saturday and Sunday. Ask for Seth.’

Well I just want to say I will be ordering quite a lot of Pizza from now on, too.

Well I walked him out to his car and watched as we both seperated very satisfied, and I went back into the house and Microwaved my cold pizza, it was alright, but I will say that he Delivery man, was better tasting than the Pizza, but I will just have to endure, and from that time on, I ate a lot of cold pizza, but I never when very horny after that.

Well now I don’t have to order a pizza to get Seth delivering his goodies. hehe, He’s my man, Oh fuck what a man he is too, he fills my every need, Now that’s what I call a ‘Delivery Man.’

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I told myself that my real reason for wanting to learn to swim was not so I could be surrounded by hot bodied men in their Speedos but that I genuinely wanted to learn how to. I have always been fascinated by the sport but the closest I could get to it was our annual beach trips around the periods of a national holiday, or watching World championship swimming or the Olympics on television. Where I’m from there is no surface water; no rivers that is and we are often taught to shun large bodies of water.

Oh, by the way I’m Jason, and I’m from Jamaica. I’m a University Student in my first year at the time of this story studying to be a lawyer. It’s a 5 year programme spent between Jamaica and Barbados that many find either too competitive or too daunting. I live on the campus of UWI, the island’s and the Caribbean’s largest and most prestigious university.

I made a new resolve to swim last week after discovering while on my way to a football match (Americans call it soccer) that there is an Olympic size swimming pool. The next day I got my gear; hardly appropriate gear for swimming, and I headed out to the pool. I got there signed in and spent the next couple hours watching the sun go down and watching other individuals do their laps up and down the glistening water. I was scared. As much as I loved swimming, perhaps learning to swim was pushing myself a bit too much. Well there I was, caught up in my indecision of to swim or not to swim….listening to the palpitations in my chest. Then I saw him.

He stepped out of a blue Honda Civic but it was almost as though he stepped out of a magazine. He was about 5′ 9”, brown, well built and downright charming. I kept my eyes on him as he entered the pool grounds and sauntered in my direction. I watched him cautiously of course; after all this is Jamaica and I didn’t exactly want to be another statistic of gay bashing. Yet I watched; cautiously, nervously as he approached me. He was a medical student (his uniform gave him away) and a regular too evident in the swimmer’s body he boasted. He came over to the section of the stands where I was sitting and dropped his tote bag casually. Then he spoke.

‘Aren’t you going in?’

I stuttered. The palpitations got louder but for a different reason this time. I tried to speak. I stuttered again and even before I could answer he stretched out his hand. ‘I’m Sean’. ‘J-Jason’. I more or less whispered stretching out my hands to meet him. ‘Jason?’ he repeated. ‘Yea’ I said.

‘So aren’t you going in Jason?’ He asked again. ‘Yea’, I replied…’…’just thinking’. ‘Well hurry and think and get in before the sun goes down and the water gets too cold’. With that Sean grabbed his tote bag and headed to the changing room. Pity he didn’t know what I was thinking. Well maybe, he would knock me out cold if he knew how much I was thinking of taking him back to my room and ravishing him.

Then it occurred to me to follow Sean. I might just be lucky to get a sneak peak of his ass or his cock. I hurried in the direction of the changing room. I was late. Sean was adjusting his Speedos. Clearly he had on no underwear. Above his clean shaved pubic area though was the god Adonis himself. He was a specimen of a man. Ripped abs, square shoulders, his torso a V, with another V-cut at the pubes. I willed my erection down and nervously started to change. We chatted a little. He was studying medicine and was in his final year.

I changed into my running shorts. They pale in comparison to Sean’s Speedos but they were tight enough. He had inspired me so I was going commando as well. We emerged from the changing room, chit chatting and laughing and took a light shower before heading into the pool. All this time, I ogled Sean’s perfect body. ‘Meet me in there’ he said with a grin. His mouth another area of perfection. Just then he ran off and executed a perfect dive into the deep end of the pool. I watched as he reappeared grinning, beckoning to me to enter. I ran and executed what I thought was a perfect dive (after all, I have watched it on TV so many times). I hit the water hard just above my groin and it wasn’t until I was submerged that I remember my reason for being at the pool that day. Not to swim cause I didn’t know how to but rather to learn.

I forced myself back up, again just as I saw them do on TV and broke the surface sputtering, arms flailing. Sean grabbed me and pulled me over to the side of the pool. My secret was out. ‘Your first time huh?’ he asked. That boyish yet sexy grin reappearing. I blushed. ‘Come’ he said.

We spent the entire evening going through basics. Sean I learnt has spent all his life in the pool and was actually a junior national swim champion. He made me comfortable. Perhaps too comfortable as sometimes I would hold on to his hand a little longer than necessary. I loved when he touched my body. I’m 6’0′, 165lbs and have a few abs going for me from my athletic exploits. It was nothing compared to Sean’s and while there going through basic swimming lessons with him, many times my mind wondered off to dreams of his firm body pressing deep into mine. His hairless torso caressing mine, his small lips aggressively taking over my warm mouth.

I was awoken by the lifeguard telling us it’s closing time. I felt dejected. Sean’s final test was to see me swim to the other end of the pool. I did and he cheered me to the end and gave me a big giant hug when I emerged on the other side of the pool. We showered again then went to get dry; Sean laughing at my misses in the pool, me ogling this act of perfection.

Much to my disappointment Sean didn’t strip down. He dried his body thoroughly then put on his shorts and a shirt, his Speedos still on. I however changed in one of the private quarters. I did however made sure I gave Sean a good look at my bulge and my firm ass when I strutted out in my tight, white Polo undies. I wasn’t brave enough to look if he was looking but I was slow to get fully dressed. We walked out together into the cool evening and it felt so great. In that moment I felt as though I had known this man forever and wanted to spend the rest of my forever with him. It all felt so perfect. But he was a stranger and I had to accept that that’s who he really was.

He said something about going off to meet his study group; I was caught up in my imaginations so I didn’t hear. He however gave me a firm handshake and jumped into his Civic, revved it a few times, then blasted off. I was in love. Well, not really but I might as well had been.

Walking home it hit me that I didn’t ask him for his number. Silly me I thought, guess I’ll ask him a next time.

Well, there wasn’t a next time. I didn’t see Sean again. Not at the pool and nowhere on campus. That night I jacked off to visions of Sean and whispered his name as my juices shot in the air and landed on my chest. I still do now sometimes when I remember that day at the pool.

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‘So it’s you again, wanting your fix again I ‘spose, Jerry?’

‘How did you guess,’ I asked like I was trying to be cool, all the while thinking no way will he let me into his life again. Thing is, – well okay I did dump Danny a year ago, it happens, – sometimes a guy needs to move on, search fields anew, thing is the field I searched did not bear oats – it was a lousy choice I made and the guy was a downer anyway, it really made me appreciate Danny and I wanted him back. And then, seeing him standing there in front of me, looking as gorgeous as ever, brought back delicious carnal memories.

‘Well, you’d better come in then – I’ve got nothing else on so you may as well come in and spin a few words with me.’ I almost cracked the usual corny joke about him saying he’d got nothing on, in my mind remembering that and how he looked in his bareness, when we’d had so much fun together, how I missed that, and how I wanted it back, just like it was wish all the trimmings, But would Danny want that too after, lets face it, I did the dirty on him and went for my brand new coloured guy, thinking he would do it all for me big time, when instead he was a flop and he never did gratify me, he was more into cross dressing anyway which wasn’t particularly my thing but each to his own. But apart from that and most important of all, he wouldn’t take – so me wanting that, to give it to him like I did with Danny, it turned out to be a real no go, we couldn’t just go one like wanking each other, it just wasn’t the same without the vital end product of you see what I mean. With Danny the end product was always thrilling and gratifying, he had a quality ass just made for fucking and there was I just wanting to get back inside.

‘So how are you doin’ Jerry and how’s Oliver’

‘Who’s Oliver?’ I replied trying to show he was no longer in my life .But seeing the doubting look on Danny’s face I had to come out with it: ‘It was a mistake, a big mistake, look I will come clean, I want you, only you, I was completely mad to give you up for that dick head!’

Danny looked at me in that condescending way of his, looking as though he didn’t quite believe me, So he had gotten despondent and who could blame him, I had to show him I meant business.

I hated the way he looked at me like that, remembering how he used to look, that certain hunger in his expression that said out loud he wanted me full package.

‘Look, I’m sorry, right Danny Okay? And if it is any condolence, I will never leave you again, I have learnt my lesson, it is plainly you that has that exclusive place in my life.’

‘So what happened to Oliver?’

‘Dunno, don’t care. He is out of my life and that’s definite.’

‘Wasn’t he as good a fuck as you thought he was gonna be then, Jerry, like you texted me to say how he could move and what a great shag he was?’

‘You know and I know, fucking isn’t the be all and end all, it has to be more to make the blood rise up.’

‘You used to rise up for me once, Jerry.’

‘And I want to again, just give me another chance Danny that’s all I ask?’

He looked pensive and unsure. I hated seeing him like that, I needed to just show him that everything was the same as before. I took the bull by the horns and went for it. He was conveniently spread ion the sofa so it didn’t take much for me to spring there beside him and literally touch him up, like I used to, over his jeans, remembering how he always commented on how I just helped myself and how he loved that about me, well I was doing just that, squeezing him through his tight jeans that he looked so good in, as good as ever.

At first, no reaction, no expression even, had I gone too far too quickly, was he about to tell me what to do in no uncertain way?!

For a moment I paused and held my breath, would he respond or not, then I saw his eyes close as I squeezed him down there once more, this time gently unzipping, winkling his ripe cock out and working my thumb up beneath his rising erection, like I used to do, me thinking now he was aroused, me thinking it was okay now.

But then he grasped my hand with his, pulled it away, his erection half mast – like it was between heaven and earth, I wanted to get it to heaven, the natural instinct was to take it in to my mouth and taste his nectar once more as I took in his scent – but he still had doubts,

‘I am not here just for your pleasure you know, Jerry.’ He scowled.

I think he was just trying to show me he had his pride, that he was not that cheap and easy so I explained that I cherished him, he would always be special and I would never ever take advantage of him to meet my own ends.

‘Don’t give me that crap, Jerry. You just want to get your end away and be done with it.’

I was gonna show him I was still in love with him. We always had this understanding of each other, that we could insult each other like hell and still be friends so, right, go for it..

‘Okay I want your ass, I want to feel your fuck big time, I wasn’t to suck your cock till it cums’ I yelled.

Then I followed with a more quieter tone that besides I also wanted his company, his great charisma, that I wanted him complete.

That seemed to do it. He grabbed my hand once more, this time guiding it down to him- prompting me to wank him again. I was soon there lapping up the delightful experience of having him there full in my hand, his huge cock throbbing for it, like it always was, and there was the scent again, quite unique, now I wanted the taste that ripe budding young cock, you know there’s nothing quite like the flavour of fully aroused quality cock, the feel of it rolling inside your mouth, delicious and so fulfilling, stretching the foreskin full back to get the real experience, to realise the nectar of prime cock, to delight in cradling his firm balls as I started to deeply suck him, yes, we were back on course Danny and I and I was back where I belonged.

I was deep in concentration -losing myself with the delightful feel and taste of Danny’s dear cock when came a knock at the door,

Danny sprung to his feet, causing his cock to slide out of my mouth with a loud slurp.

‘Do you have to answer, right now?’ I complained, my mouth feeling so empty all at once.

‘Yep I do, you see it is someone you know,’

I looked, I was puzzled, confused – until Danny opened the door, then I was absolutely stunned. It was Oliver standing there with a huge vindictive smile on his face.

‘You see, Danny , Oliver is like you, a giver – that’s why you couldn’t make it with him.’ He was telling me something I already knew of course, but why, what was Oliver doing there?

‘You mean —?’ I asked losing my words, not believing what I was seeing. But stuttering I managed to find the words that anyway Oliver and I did enjoy some mutual stuff together, okay no penetration but it was good at the time!

‘Come on, Jerry – you know very well a fuck isn’t a fuck unless you go the full hog, and with Oliver, well need I say more, he treats me like a real queen and all I can say he can have my ass whenever he wants.

‘But not me, so this is the way you treat me, sweet revenge Huh’

‘Well you started it, Jerry,’ then as if to make things worse he turned to Oliver asking him to strip, to show me what a real man looks like. Then I remembered how bloody huge he was! ‘See what I mean, Jerry – I mean you could never compete with that, could you.’

I have never felt so humiliated, it all seemed to be going so well before that knock on the door. Me still with the taste of my lover in my mouth. But he was no longer my lover, he was Oliver’s lover for there he was, no shame, stripped and bending bare backed for Oliver’s pleasure. I could stand no more, I just had to leave, I’d got the message.

But the image of Oliver fucking Danny would stay in my mind forever.

But life moves on doesn’t it. Of course there shall never be another Danny – but just lately I have been weighing up this young guy in the office, I know he is of like mind, the way he smiles at me, yes I could go for that. I was intent not to let it get the better of me, convinced that was it, the now Danny and I were truly finished.

‘You don’t have to go you know, Jerry>’

‘What do you mean?,’ I queried seeing that he was now being well pumped by the very well endowed cock I remembered so well.

‘Or maybe you are not up to it?’

‘What are you on about, Danny?’

What was he on about. Wow’ how could he take this new guy like that, the twisting and the turning as he plunged cock in ass like s proverbial steam hammer. And all the time Danny was yelping, asking for more so it seemed a long time I would have to wait for his reply.

But then all at once Oliver made one huge last thrust and he was spent, but I was thinking one comfort, he wore a condom whilst Danny always insisted he did not want me to wear one, that he always preferred to feel bare cock inside him and I was happy with that, we didn’t put it around and made sure we always showered before and after, in fact that was part of the fun as I remember.

‘Look at it this way,’ Danny said between baited breaths. You couldn’t make it work with Oliver because you both have something in common – but, well with the three of us it could work so well, so why not lets make it a threesome in future, that way we can all get some of the action with the added bonus of what that could mean.’

I wasn’t happy with that and told him so.

‘But why, you don’t need to be so possessive, Jerry, I will still love you, in fact I believe the threesome will endorse our relationship and sustain our togetherness even more – and for me it will be the best of both worlds. You see I have often fantasised how it would be with two guys’

‘You have never told me that?’ I queried, still not quite taking in what was happening, but then thinking about it, yes I had been very possessive and perhaps now had come the time to share in another dimension.

‘Well I have had very erotic dreams …’

‘Tell me?’

‘Well when I oral you I have often wondered how it would feel with you fucking my ass at the same time if you see what I mean, But of course that’s impossible, but with three of us?’

No I was stirring again, somehow the disagreeable thought of sharing Danny with another did not seem so repugnant, we could both take our share of him and maybe it will be a new sensation to know that as he sucks me he is being fucked by Oliver and vice versa.

And I tell you what, somehow it worked perfectly. Mind you I think it helped because Oliver and I had been together already as a twosome. But it came to pass that the most delightful thing was to see just how Danny was enjoying the threesome, and how delicious to be between his thighs, him on top sucking Oliver and me spreading those ass cheeks so wide apart, opening up that so delicious well fucked orifice so warm and attractive and pushing my face into him relentlessly getting the absolutely rapturous feel and taste of asshole, cock and balls, tasting licking and even swallowing his juices seemed so wonderfully engaging, and then watching Oliver do the same, yes I think we were onto a great new type of relationship, there was gonna be an awful lot of mutual fucking going on… I’m glad Oliver knocked on that door, it gave my life a whole new perspective.

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hi..i’m jae, cute, handsome and well built, i was 18 at that day when this tall and handsome guy named mike, my best friend, stood next to me when we are in a single line to have play a game. it was really close that i could even feel the heat of his body. upon feeling that heat, my body start to have some feedbacks over mike. i start to have my boner for him. but i didn’t let him notice something that is happening on me. after that everybody went on their own seats for the next event.

upon having the start of the second part of the program. mike went near me, grab my hand and pulled me going inside our house going upstairs. he asked me ‘where is your room?’, i couldn’t say any word but to point only where my room is. after i pointed my room he gradually pulled me again inside.

while we are inside and the party is still going on, i asked him,’dude, what’s the problem and you pulled me here huh?’.

‘happy birthday’ he said.

‘well thank you, mike’i said.’but is that all you want to say?’

‘no actually i wanted to give you a gift, a gift that will last between both of us.’he then said.

‘but what is it then?’ i said.

‘jae, do you want me?’ he said, ‘coz yah know huh i want you.’

my eyes widely opened and i couldn’t even help myself to answer him.

‘uh..uhm…of course mike, i really want you since the first time we met and made friends.’

‘great’he said.

then after sometime talking about how we loved each other. he said’are you ready for my gift?’

i responded quickly and said ‘yes, am always ready buddy.’

then he smiled with some grin. he then pulled his shirt up, pulled his jeans down to his knees, and removed his undies. there sprung a huge cock.’man your hung.’i said coz i didn’t see his full body yet.

‘yah..i know. u ready?’

‘yes. i am’

he came closer to me and said.’now take that cock up boy and accept your gift.’

he stood before me and let me go on my knees. he grabbed his cock and let me smell it first then he said’open your mouth buddy’. i opened and he stuck his 9 inch hard and throbbing cock into my hot and watery mouth. he face fucked me. i chocked often because of the thickness and length of his.i still can’t believe that i am having great time with the guy of my dreams. he is enjoying and absolutely, i also enjoyed it, especially the taste of his flesh. its so great. wonderful. after sometime i heard him groan. and i felt that he is on his climax. his breathing became heavier and heavier until POOF!!burst a heavy load of hot man cream. he loaded my mouth fully and let me swallow it. his cream taste good. and i loved it. after he hot all of his load, he let me lick the remaining cum in his cock. its an awesome experience.

after the party, he slept with me and said’baby, let me return the favor to you’ and he did, he grabbed my cock and sucked it. it felt so good. it was great. he seemed to be a professional. he is very exceptional. he said are u ready for you first fucking experience?

‘yeap,,isaid

then he told me to lean sidewards so that he could manage to slide his cock into my ass. ‘easy baby, it hurts’ i said’

‘yeah i know, but you’ll love it.’

then he came easily and the head popped in and he pushed for more inches to come. i started to feel numbness but then i could manage it. it went softly and easily. he then started to move faster. in and out. until again he reached his climax.’i’m gonna cum’he said

‘go on baby’

then he let out a loud groan and ‘aaaaaahhhh’ he shooot his load in me…its hot but yummy..

after that he again sucked my 8 inch cock and whn i reached my climax, i blew my load in his mouth, he swallowed it also and said i’m pretty delicious. after that we slept nude like newly born babies.

thanks to my birthday party that i recieved my greatest gift. mike and i beacme lovers and until now we still manage to have sex better than before.

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I had felt for a long time the need to be with another guy so I went for it and started chatting on the gay sites on the web. It wasn’t as easy to find someone as I thought. There were many who seemed just to want to talk, exchange pictures and naughty cams on MSN. I almost gave up hope when about three times I arranged to meet someone and they didn’t turn up. I felt absolutely gutted and realised I had been taken for a ride, that they were only using me on the net for their own kinky ends.

Well, I had almost given up, thinking it would never happen, when out of the blue came Danny – and what made it good is that he only lived five miles away.

Well it was on, would he turn up I wondered, it was to be in the supermarket car park, we both had a picture of each other so we could identify and Danny did give me details of his car. He was about forty, ten years older than me.

That day was especial because somehow I just had a feeling in my bones that it would be a good day.

Nervously I entered the car park at about the prearranged time of 10am, I saw a car flash its lights And there he was staring through the windscreen with a nice welcoming smile, that made me feel at ease straight away, he was quite pleasant to look at in real; life, not much different from his pictures – knowing how some try to fool you online.

He opened the passenger door and I sort of gingerly got in, always with the doubt in my mind if I was doing the right thing, but me thinking Pete just let yourself go and follow your basic instincts, you want to meet a guy don’t you, you want to discover what it is like having a relationship with one?

We soon got chatting, mainly about our likes and dislikes. He told me he was divorced, that they broke up because of his turning to homosexuality, although he was still a bisexual and would I mind if occasionally he went with a woman, but that it was most unlikely after his experience with his ex.

I likes him straight away and for being open and honest. I was going to be equally truthful with him, that I was a virgin, that I hadn’t even been with a woman, there was a time at high school when this guy touched me up, we went into the library for a while where it was quiet and just stood there feeling each other, but he soon came in his jeans and that was that, I never saw him again because he left. But I remembered it was quite exiting and thrilling to feel another guy like that.

I explained to Danny just how it was, he smiled, his hand covered mine and guided it to the bulge I saw in his trousers. There was no need to say anything, we both new what we wanted. I boldly squeezed him, he laid back, closed his eyes and murmured something about please don’t stop.

I was surprising myself how bold I was, but was enjoying it, somehow it all seemed so natural and right, and it seemed as though Danny and I had known each other for yonks!

Then I felt an urge I’d never felt before, I had often fantasised what it would be like to suck a guy but never thought I would have the courage to go for it, but with Danny it seemed okay, next thing I knew I had unzipped him and out, through the fly of his boxer shorts, popped his very strong erection.

‘You got it ,Pete, that’s lovely, stretch it back, baby?’

It was lovely, standing there, waiting for attention, I took time to study it, watched Danny jerk it just a little, as if to tantalise me. I took a deep breath in like Danny suggested, breathed in the scent of cock.

And when I did I relished, yes actually relished the smell of it. And me thinking it would be repugnant to me, but somehow the opposite effect made me want to take it deep into my mouth, to suck cock for the very first time, I closed my eyes, opened wide and went for it, edging in the head first – and soon I was sucking Danny like a good’un. It was lovely, soothing and so pliable as he squeezed the base and moved it around in my mouth, gently wanking at the same time

But just as he was getting to a paint of no return some people came bringing their shopping to the car next to ours and Danny asked me to stop, zipping himself up, very conscious I guess about being caught in a public place, I was soon to find out he was very particular about that and realised If we were really going to let ourselves go it would have to be very private.

And I was just getting into it, he must have realised my disappointment.

‘I know a place where we can finish it, will have to be quick though is that okay, Pete?

‘Of course,’ I replied noticing his bulge was still very large beneath his trousers and I had developed a hard on too. As we drove off to this secret place he told me how nice it was to have another guy wank him instead of doing it himself, it is so different.

For the first time I felt his touch as he rubbed me up taking one hand from the wheel for a moment. I felt this wonderful surge come up my spine, the way he massaged me was wonderful, it was so good to have an experienced guy doing it too, just that certain touch and the way he felt me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed something I had never had before, another guy feeling my cock.

Anyway Danny found this small lane off a country road and drove me down it until we came to an opening to a field.

‘Its pretty quiet here, unless the sheep try to interrupt,’ he laughed mischievously, ‘hope you don’t have a thing for sheep!’

We soon found the privacy of a large gap in a hawthorn bush with plenty of cover and I could see that Danny was desperate because in no time at all he had his trousers down to his knees. ‘best thing is for you to kneel before me and enjoy’ he suggested, standing there and cupping himself in his hand, his erection standing proudly out before him, ‘There it is then, Pete – all for you!’

I was still a little nervous, the though of doing this in the open too, but I soon found that with his ripe cock in my mouth all such nervousness had gone and I soothed myself in the pungent taste of his eight inch cock, finding different ways with his help and suggestion, of sucking and licking it , his balls too – and that was different also.

‘I am gonna come big time.’ he cried between baited breath, me feeling his cock pulse so strong tight against my tongue, ‘Just lick my p-hole and watch it cum strong’ he yelled’

I had no idea just how strong the spurt would be but was about to find out, and do you know something, it was absolutely riveting, I actually felt so good I had done him such a wonderful service, that’s what he said, and he even thanked my for a wonderful mouth fuck.

‘Now we shall have to see to you,’ and from thereon I was about discover the true benefits of being with a guy like Danny. I had never ever realised that another guy could fulfil the aspirations I had about sex, he sucked and balled me to the helm, told me I had a wonderful fuckable ass, showed me just what it meant to have this sort of intimacy with another guy who knew what he wanted, that he wanted my fuck, that we should spend a night together in order to achieve that.

And when I came in plenty he took it into his mouth, showed me how it was done, when he’d spurted

I took my mouth away and it spurted over the grass – but I needn’t have felt guilty, ‘It all takes time,’ he assured

‘You taste lovely and I so look forward to our next meeting, if that’s okay = yes, Pete?’

Of course I was all for it. Feeling much more confident now we had broken the ice. But I did have a secret fear when he was talking about how much he was looking forward to fucking me. He was so very huge and the only thing I had put up there was a screwdriver handle which I used to experiment with when I first discovered I had gay tendencies, lots of avid times laying sideway on the bathroom floor looking at myself in a mirror as, with the aid of some baby oil or Vaseline, I struggled to get the bulbous handle inside. But gradually I worked it into me and experimented in slowly pushing it deeper inside and then working my rectal muscles as I pulled it out, it seemed to be the knack was to work your muscles correctly for the best effect, which was quite stimulating, and laying there, fucking myself, I fantasised that it was a guy with a very stiff prick. But now at last, I had the opportunity of discovering just how that would really feel, to have a real live cock up my ass to give me what for, I so wanted that so the size I reckoned I could contend with, remembering that screwdriver handle was nearly the same size.

Mmm roll on when we planned our next meet, to enjoy each other in the comfort of his double bed.

Now, if I have gotten the reader interested, well you have heard nothing yet! Have cock will cum!

It couldn’t come soon enough, I’d met Danny, the ice was broken and already I was having mad dreams about him. He had a very desirable cock which I simply adored and his eyes were very sexy and becoming . He’d felt free to give me his address and knocking at his door was magic, all the electricity was exuberating in my body. And there he was, standing there before me in nothing more than his red and blue boxer shorts. He welcomed me with a wonderful hug and already had a pot of coffee on the coffee table. We soon got to talking about how we were, what we’d been doing since we last met and when it came to Danny asking how many times had I wanked – with him in mind I retorted ‘Thousands’ and he ended up rolled up on the settee.

‘You are lucky, Pete you have a great figure and I love your tight ass, specially in those blue brush jeans.’

I said ‘Thank you, Sir’ and soon he closed to me, asking me to turn on my side. Then the magic and the ecstasy of his touch as his hands wondered all over my thighs and buttocks as he sniffed me with so much gusto and enthusiasm. ‘Does that feel good’ he asked me and of course I replied to the positive, telling him I had ever imagined it could be like this with another guy. I started to feel so right for him as I just chilled there, as he asked me to, feeling his hands explore me over my jeans, feeling myself rise to the occasion as he gently unzipped, sniffed again, licking over my black briefs, telling me how good I looked in them. He just carried on feeling me there and sniffing, complimenting me on my scent, then as anticipated he started to pull my jeans down and over my knees, followed shortly by my briefs which he pressed to his face, closed his eyes and murmured sounds of pleasure.

‘So you say you are a virgin then, Pete?’ He asked as I felt his fingers stretching my cheeks apart, then the ecstasy of his tongue just gently licking between. His fingers starting to rim me …

I wriggled and told him I was, that I always felt I was right for a gay relationship, we’d gone over all the things we did when we were younger, when we used to experiment and he said, hearing about the screwdriver handle, that he would love to prepare me for fucking with a vibrator which he’d bought from Ann Summers. ‘Would you like that, Pete?

‘I would love it,’ I saw that he was heavy in the crutch now and leant out to reach him with my right hand, bunching him through those very becoming boxer shorts.

‘What do you think them?’ He asked looking quite proud of himself, he had every right to be, his cock was so wonderfully proportioned and already having had a taste I wanted more.

‘You suck while I get this working into you, that’ll be divine, Pete’ he said. I glanced around to see the vibrator which I could hear buzzing, it was a good size and shaped like a penis with all the trimmings, I felt this was going to be so good so got myself positioned as he wanted me, on my side, knees up to my chest as he presented his cock and balls to me, pressing then to me, having now dispensed with his boxers and showing me the full works.

For the next half hour we both indulged in a wonderfully shared act of implicit carnal delight, I just so loved the feel of his stiff cock moving gently in my mouth and loved the way it jerked when I licked his p-hole – and each time I did that he pushed and worked the vibrator deeper inside me and I was so surprised that he had managed to do that with so much ease, and it didn’t hurt as I thought it would either, Danny was in his element and so was I, why on earth had we never met before, what a waste! But now we could make up and enjoy each other to the fore and, feeling his firm balls roll in my right hand I held his cock tight with my left and gave him the most wonderful oral job anyone could wish for, his cock raving to my constant deep hungry sucks. Then he pushed the vibrator completely up me, working it, twisting it so giving me maximum sensitivity – I was soon wanting to feel this gorgeous cock still hard deep into my throat surge up into my ass now, good and strong and it was as if Danny knew.

‘Would love to have you over the edge of the bath first time, Okay Pete?’

He led me to the bathroom, that gorgeous cock standing out so proud, it was like some sort of carnal episode where I was being led to slaughter, watching his cock jerk so admirably as he showed me the bathroom.

‘Over the bath with you and we shall shower after, you will need it then believe me!’

All sorts of pictures were coming to mind but I was completely besotted by Danny’s charisma not to mention his physical attributes, and any moment I would be enjoying the pleasure of his fuck. My mind was in a frenzy and I couldn’t wait. I didn’t have to for long, for he had me bending so steep over the bath , feeling his hand explore me again, squeezing his stiff erection into me and then the sensation of that very first poke, that very first so wonderful deep moving hot fuck.

My whole being was shaking like jelly as he hammered into me, I felt a certain numbness as he bent me one way then the other to get the maximum fucking out of me, my cock and balls shaking below as I felt his hand squeeze the stroke them, then his balls slapping against my ass every time he trusted into me. I imagined I could move my rectal muscles inside like I did with the Screwdriver handle, to get that certain feeling, but he was so very big I could not move anything, but not that it mattered because I was well and truly getting the full measure of his very hot fuck.

It did feel so wonderful, didn’t really hurt at all, the stretching was uncomfortable at first but Danny was a considerate lover. And when he asked if he could cum inside me I welcomed it, feeling so good that I had carried him that far, that he wanted to reach his climax there inside me, that I had given him that fulfilment And when he came with that thrusting final surge I thought that was it, took a deep breath and savoured the after fuck feeling I had never quite had like that before.. But that wasn’t the last of it, he led me to the bedroom, his hot cock thrusting out before him, like I was being led to slaughter, but what a slaughter! He fucked me raw, pivoted over him and on my side, knees up and screwed me deep and hard, his balls slapping against my ass he wanked me profusely at the same time until I too shot my load with such frenzy.

It was magnificent, and then we were both exhausted good and proper!

He told me afterwards that for a virgin I had been a great fuck, that it was so easy. And I had to confess that during the night before, I worked myself with lots of lubrication so as not to be a disappointment, he laughed and said that from now on I would be getting much more than a finger inside.

There did come a time though of big decisions, we had always agreed to be open with each other, and we had set no boundaries about our sexual activity except maybe physical pain, we both agreed that was not for us. But a little onto our relationship, when we had spent with each other on several occasions and we’d discovered so much more about each other, he showing me how to work his cock, how to tease and tantalise, how he loved me to splatter him with whipped cream and suck it all off and him doing the same with me. It was rather delightful as was the cock tying, different coloured ribbons (Danny liked red) tied firmly around the base inn order to maintain a very long erection so we could enjoy each other to the full most of the evening, he loved to do things like tie and gag me with his boxer shorts as he fucked me relentlessly, it was all very stimulating and I was feeling that nothing Danny could do would bother me.

But when he mentioned ‘yellow rain’ as he called it – that would I like to pee over him that was another kettle of fish I really had to think about. The whole idea before I met Danny would have been extremely repugnant to me – yet somehow, thinking about it the notion actually seemed attractive, I guess though because I felt I wanted to do anything for Danny to please him, the way he pleased me, but I had to point out that while I was willing to do it on him I would not like it done to me, but by the same token, it came about that when I had asked him to lightly spank me, he also did not find this particular activity a turn on, but he was willing to do it for me, ‘if that’s what you want’ he would say and I enjoyed many a sound spanking across my ass cheeks – usually in my tight jeans which, because he loved to play with me though my jeans before we fucked, it came quite naturally, and he too began to enjoy the way I started to enjoy peeing over him headlong – him kneeling in the bath, and we’d sponge each other down afterwards under a nice hot shower. Another spin off followed all that when he asked if I would Pee into his briefs whilst he still wore them. Another kink I was able to satisfy for which I was generously rewarded with a good stiff wanking afterwards, and a good spurting, me laid back on the edge of the bed facing him, whilst he wanked stiffly over me, spraying my cock and balls with his cream. That was really something again that I never thought I would enjoy, but with Danny my aspirations were changing constantly and it was all so good and natural.

If you aren’t hard by now, you guys who I hope are still reading this -you never will be . I know I am, really throbbing – remembering and writing all this down, and once again I will have to stop for a good hearty wank because I am throbbing and aching something drastic and what do they say about if needs must?

INTERVAL ……………….

Well I am a trifle late in returning to finish this true life account of my relationship with Danny. You see Adrian called. Adrian? Well he chatted me up at the bowling club. He only came around when he wanted to get his end away true but, with a selling still lingering in my pants having just completed the least paragraph I was ripe for his fuck.

He was a anic4e enough guy though and I enjoyed him, even if he was into cross dressing and liked me to dress up like a girl, he was no real match for Danny, sweet adorable Danny, but Danny was on a world tour so I had to be satisfied with second best and Adrian I expect fitted that category.

‘Spect you want me to strips as always, Adrian?’ I asked noticing the lust in his eyes knowing he had seen the swelling in my pants.

‘Well can see you need a good seeing to.’ he said licking his tongue around his lips, me knowing what that meant and he knowing it would turn me on ripe for his fuck.

Okay so I stripped, right down to my bare essentials. Being Adrian he brought something out of his bag, a girl’s taffeta skirt and his custom made undies finished in soft leather and designed to flatten the male gender with a laced aperture in the crutch, the intention being to make my hole look like pussy, I couldn’t quite see how but it is wonderful what imagination can do, so there I was pants pulled up tight, skirt belted at the waist, perched over Arian’s head so he could have his thing about looking under skirts and all that went with it.

It was a lovely turn on, no doubt about it and Adrian got a great thrill out of massaging my cock as he enjoyed me between my thighs, sucking profusely all the time complimenting me on what a lovely ass I have and how it was just like a girls. Me thinking whatever turns you on, it suited him and I was getting the benefit of a stiff wank and a nice deep gratifying fuck afterwards. The sniffing, licking and tasting me had done the trick and like a hound he had me over on all fours to complete the licking, skirt rolled above my waist by that time, and in he went into me – his fuck hot and gasping, having stretched a pink coloured ribbed condom over his cock which felt quite good and certainly did the trick for me.

But having said that I must return to Danny, for he is the real guy in my life…

Our relationship growing even more close it came to the stage when we wanted to live with each other, so that we could have each other when we wanted. Every morning I like to awaken him with a good hearty massaging, it was almost that he anticipated that now because there he was laid on his back with a lump beneath the duvet, like a tent it was and I cam to call it the tent post. It was lovely though, so wonderful satisfying to think it was all on my account, waiting for his morning seeing to.

And no sooner was I under the duvet, smothering his cock and balls into my face, than he woke with a gleaming smile, it was so good, then the way I felt his hand go down to find me as I started to suck cock. ‘That’s lovely, Pete I just love what you do with my cock?’

‘Like this?’ I whispered between breaths – stretching the foreskin tight back, licking my tongue around the head, tasting and spitting on it in order to make it a nice wet and comfortable suck, I loved to suck Danny, I really did, it did me a power of good, then feeling Danny’s sweet fondling of me down under I was in my element, who could want more of your guy, he had everything for me with the occasional surprise, like the peeing and the way he too to enjoying equally the frequent spanking as I steeped across his lap for a good ‘seeing to’ – my ass stung as always but then, as always the stinging changed to that certain wonderful pleasurable feeling when I just wanted to be all ass for Danny, and received his deep throbbing quality fuck deep up inside my hole which w decided to call Marty, so there was Marty and Freddy constantly meeting each other. Freddy: that’s what we called his cock, so wonderfully pliable as I worked it in my mouth, equally so as we n=both worked it inside Marty, that certain feel, that wonderful rhythm we enjoyed as we got deeper into our fuck, the way he would stop awhile, with Freddy well and truly buried up to the brim inside, the feeling of it there as he stilled, n=both of us enjoying the rich ecstasy of the special moment, with cock in ass and my always wanting that, the feel of his gorgeous prick inside, the taunting, the teasing as well, he loved to do that, spurring me on until I was frenzied for the climax, when he’d let everything rip, the dirty talk which all added to the coupling, how he said he wanted to fuck the ass off me, how he wanted to steep and smother me in ass and cock, and how he so loved for me to do that with him, bending over steeply, gradually lowering to let him get his sniff first, then lower to let him taste, and then rolling my cock, balls and asshole into his face until I quizzed his cock into my mouth until we reached that mother of frenzied climax’s – perfection in itself. Who could ever match Danny!

It was always good with Danny but it had to come that he would need to continue his profession, being a TV journalist meant world wide commitment so I had to bear long intervals without him, without the feel of him there beside me in the bed, feeling him harden as he laid behind me, his cock growing and easing its head into me, his hand balling me, then the feel of his throb inside, it was like a wonderful flexible rubber tube matching the bends inside, as I wriggled to help him in, I miss all that, the taste of him, the smell of him, that early morning frenzied mutual sucking.

But so considerate was he that he had a custom made vibrator, moulded to the size of his erect cock and the most delightful pair of balls to match. Of course it is not quite the same but I can imagine, given the photographs I have of Danny beside my bed.

But when occasionally he does have home leave, we both cherish each other to the full, and close the doors to the world outside for a couple of days so we can make up for loss time and venture all.

And by the way if you are thinking I am cheating with Adrian fucking me and all that. Well Danny, being the so considerate guy he is, doesn’t mind – and anyway, I told you he was Bi. He regularly fucks one of the girl camera technicians. I don’t mind that, especially when he reassures me that he still prefers much fuck. And everything else that goes with it, personality, sense if humour, everything.

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This is a compilation of three different stories that I wrote. But they all have a common thread: the neighborhood where I grew up and lived. Some of these places I found out by chance while others I heard about through word of mouth. There were different places to have some fun depending on the situation that I found myself in at the time.

One night a buddy and I had gone to our local watering hole for a few beers but then decided that we were going to visit every ‘hole in the wall’ bar in the city. We would have a beer in one joint and then move on the another.- We hit places that I had never knew existed; some were dingy little dives.- We just left a Hispanic bar and were walking to another ‘watering hole, when we came to a bar that I heard about before, The Golden Greek, so we went in.- We sat down at the bar and ordered a couple beers.- When my eyes adjusted to the low light and smoke, I noticed that some people were dancing above the bar.- I assumed they were you average run of the mill dancers, but as I focused on the them, I realized that they were incredibly hot guys.- We watched the dancers for a while and had a few more beers, I had to take a leak so headed for the john.- The men’s room only had a commode and sink, so guys were lined up in the corridor.- When one guy came out, another went in. – I expected that the men’s room in a gay bar would be the site of wild orgies. That was a misconception. I was distracted by some commotion and looked away.- When I turned back there was no one in front of me.- I figured the guy had gone in and come out, so I opened the door and went inside.- There was no light inside, the place was illuminated from the outside light coming through a small window above the commode. I started to move forward when I realized that someone was in the shadows leaning against the sink.- I made some kind of apology and was ready to leave, when the guy said to take care of my business.- He said he had had too much to drink and needed to clear his head.- I shrugged, unzipped and started to drain my willy.- As I was pissing, my companion moved closer and looked at my deflated dick.- When I saw this, I mentioned that it was small because I hadn’t had any action.- I know, I lied! He said that he could get a rise out of me.- I countered with the fact that he had seen mine, but I hadn’t seen his. He smiled and zipped down and took out his soft cock.- He started to jerk his cock so it would grow.- I pushed his hand aside and said I had a faster way.- I dropped to my knees and took the warm soft sausage into my mouth.- I made slurping sounds as I sucked.- In no time, his dick started to rise and stretch out down my throat.- I sucked him for a few minutes and then he pulled out and pulled me up and dropped to his knees.- He took my now hard cock into his mouth and did to me what I had done to him a few minutes ago. He was really good at his craft.- It felt so good that I couldn’t hold back any longer.- With a lunge and sigh, I emptied my cum down his throat. – I regained my composure and said that it was his turn, but just as I was ready to fall to my knees once again, there was a rap at the door and somebody yelled to hurry up.- He zipped up and said that he would take a rain check.- We both smiled and walked out the door together to the astonishment of the guys waiting in line. Oh, yeah, about the buddy I had gone out with, seems that he got lucky also, but that’s another story.

The next day I decided to get a haircut and then head over to the bank. I had found memories of that barber shop. While I was growing up and experimenting with my new-found sexual desires, I only had encounters with boys my own age. But one of my first adult men when I was 18, was with my barber. I needed a haircut. My barber’s name is Juan. Juan had cut my hair for about ten years, since the times when my dad took me in. His shop is on the south side of the city. He runs a neighborhood shop out of his house; everybody knows everybody else and Juan, somehow, keeps us all separate. When sitting in the chair we’re each individuals. Juan knows what sports team each customer likes and more personal tidbits, as well. I usually got my haircut first thing in the morning, before going to work. One day, however, I spent a long day on the job and was leaving the city late. I passed Juan’s shop on my drive home. It was always dark so was surprised to still see dim lights on that night. He had come in from his home to clean up the shop. I decided to stop in and get a trim. The shop was empty at that hour and even though the blinds were closed, I could make out someone sweeping the floor. The door was locked so I knocked and a voice said that the shop was closed. I knocked again and Juan poked his head around the curtain. He smiled when he saw me and unlocked the door. I went in apologizing for coming so late but he motioned for me to take a seat. When I said that I didn’t think the shop was opened so late, he said it usually isn’t but he had a special customer who sometimes wanted a ‘special’ shave. Juan wrapped the barber’s apron around me and said he would take care of me. He meticulously snipped at my hair, talking about things in general and then focusing on his last customer who he said was a looker. I noticed the outline of a lump through his pants. When he hovered at my right side, it seemed as though he was pressing his lump into my arm, but he kept his eyes glued to my head. As he stepped back to assess his progress, I brushed his lump with my fingertips, making sure to keep my touch light enough that it wouldn’t arouse his suspicion and would seem, if anything, like an accident. But I left my hand in place on the armrest, open and with the palm turned upward on it. As he continued to snip away, he pressed his lump into my open palm every time he stepped closer, I heard him whisper that he liked to be touched like that and once again pressed his hardening cock into my palm. Only this time, he didn’t back away but slowly rocked back and forth. I grabbed his hardening bulge through his trousers and as I did so slid my other hand down under the apron to my crotch to stoke my own stiffening dick is rhythm with his gyrations. Juan took off his smock to give me easier access to his hardening tool. And then flung off the apron covering me and reached down and unzipped me. When my cock sprang free, he dropped to his knees and swallowed my knob. He sucked me until I was on the verge of shooting. I wanted to prolong the sensation, so I cupped his face in my hands and pulled him away. He rose to his feet and told me to stand up, take my pants down and lean over the seat. He was going to give me a special shave. I did as I was told. He grabbed and spread my ass checks and covered them with the warm lather from his machine. I could hear the straight razor slapping up and down the strip of leather that hung off the side of the chair. Very carefully he shaved my ass crack and took my balls gently into one hand and shaved off all the hair off them. Then he told me to turn around so that he could shave my pubes. My pubic hair was fairly long, so first he trimmed them close with a pair of scissors. Then he covered the area with his warm lather and very meticulously shaved off all the hairs around my cock. When he was done shaving, he rubbed lotion into his palms and massaged my naked cock and balls. Then he poured oil over the area and wiped it clean with a soft cloth. When he was through, he dusted me with talc and stepped back to admire his work. He brought out two hand mirrors and showed me my front and back. When I said that it was a fine job, he directed me back to the seat and wrapped a moist terry cloth towel around my stiff cock. The cock pushed its way clear and once again, he applied lotion to his palms. Only this time, he stroked it until I sprayed his forearms with a huge load of my very own brand of shaving cream. After cumming, he cleaned off his arm and wiped me clean. After he was done, I pulled up and zippered my pants and headed for the door with a ‘Thanks that was great.’ As I was leaving his shop, Juan reminded me to come back next month about the same time. I really have to because my haircut never was finished!

Maybe next time we could get comfortable inside his home.

The next morning I headed of to work in a satellite branch of a major bank. The majority of our business was cashing paychecks for the different construction businesses in the area. When it was hot outside, the guys would come in skimpy cutoffs and ripped tee shirts. I would always have a hard on when one of these studs came to my window. I learned a lot of their names from cashing their checks and checking their id’s. One day, this guy Tony comes in to take care of business. He’s in his 20’s. He’s wearing light tan skin-tight shorts that leave nothing to the imagination. He couldn’t even put change in his pockets. As he walked over to my window, I saw the imprint of his hard on. When he got to the counter, he smiled devilishly and said that he wanted to make a deposit. I was tempted to reach over and grab his cock, but resisted the temptation. Tony finished his transaction and left the bank. I was squirming in my seat trying to adjust my cock so that the other tellers would not know that I had this problem. Tony came in several days later. This time, wearing frayed skin tight cutoffs. Damn his cock was hard again! He wanted to know the balance of his account. After I retrieved his information, I leaned over toward him and said, ‘Tony’, if you ever come into this bank again with your cock showing like that, I’ll reach over this counter and check out your assets.’ He didn’t say a word or even pull back he just looked into my eyes and smiled. Then he turned around and left. About a month later, I was working late at a desk away from the counter, alone, it was almost closing time when Tony came back. He said that he came to make another deposit. When he saw that the bank was empty he walked up to me. I reached out and put my hand on the outline of his cock. He smiled, went to the door and locked it, dimmed the lights and returned to where I was waiting. I got up and headed for the break room and told him to follow. He did with no hesitation. When we got into the room, I put my arms around his waist and pulled him close to me. I ran my hands underneath his shirt and up his chest, slowly rubbing it and pinching his nipples. Tony pressed his cock tightly against me. I ran my hand down his chest to his stomach, found a patch of hair around his belly button and gently ran my fingers through them. Then I unzipped his shorts and pulled them down. As they cleared his pubic area, I looked down to discover that he wasn’t wearing underwear. I pulled them down to his ankles and dropped to my knees. He placed his hands behind my head and pulled it toward his massive cock. As he pushed his dick against my lips, I opened my mouth and ran my tongue across his slit, licking the sweet and salty precum ooze. He started to quiver a little, so I took the entire swollen cock into my mouth and started to suck. Tony pushed himself closer to me, forcing the remainder of his dick clear to the back of my throat. I ran my hands up the backs of his legs as he pumped steadily into my mouth. Tony kept this up for about ten minutes before I felt his ass tighten up and the head of his cock get bigger. Sliding my fingers down between his two luscious buns, I pulled them apart, exposing his rosebud. Tony arched his back. His cock was pulsing and I could feel his hot come hit the back of my throat. After releasing five big jets, he lifted me to my feet. By this time my cock was standing at full attention in my pants. He reached down, felt my crotch and swiftly undid my pants. He took my cock in his hands and started to jerk me off. He moved around behind me, still massaging my cock, and I felt the massive head of his dick nudging my hole. With my cock as leverage, he pulled me back with such force that he penetrated my hole with ease and told me that he had one more deposit to make. When he was trough, he pulled his pants back up, headed for the door and said, ‘Thanks for taking my deposits so late. I’ll be back one of these nights to make a withdrawal.’

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I was really hot to trot tonight. I’d had a late workout at the gym and was feeling totally energized. Pumping my muscles and watching myself in the mirror turned me on so much that I usually couldn’t help but get a quick blow job from one of the guys in the gym shower. But not today. Today I was looking for something new. Somebody really muscular and very masculine looking. I wanted somebody who was my perfect type; big and handsome; the bigger the better. Somebody just waiting for me to train them and show them what it takes to worship a god. It had been weeks since I’d had a really perfect one, and I deserved a guy like that once in a while. After all, if I do say myself, I’m gods gift to gay muscledom. Six foot three inches tall, two hundred sixty-three pounds, seven percent body fat, muscles that were literally astonishing, and a face that was to die for. Hell, I was so damn perfect that the guys would line up wishing I would even look at them, or even better, allow them to get on their knees for me. I had a phone list that would allow me to have dozens of guys knocking at me door in minutes hoping to kiss my ass if I wanted it. But tonight I wanted something new, and really special.

At the gym the guys couldn’t keep their eyes off of my spectacular body, but then again, neither could I. Most guys tried to look away when I caught them looking, but the fact is they had their eyes glued to my muscular perfection. Either that or had their eyes glued to the unbelievable bulge in my workout shorts. My shorts were not particularly tight but how the hell do you hide a cock that is nine and a half inches long and really big around? I always wore a jock to hold it in, but even when it was mostly soft it still made quite an impression on the guys. I didn’t so much see envy in their eyes as much as dejection. My magnificent muscular body and my stunningly beautiful face with the arrogance to go with it, almost drove them into despair. A lot of the ones really into body building simply left the gym in shame when I arrived because I made them look like runts by comparison.

Anyway, I was looking for something hot tonight. I knew I was gay, but gay or straight didn’t mean much to me since my favorite past time was fucking hot muscular ‘straight looking’ guys. I liked ’em really butch. I didn’t generally go to the park where the cruising was going on because that really wasn’t my thing to be groping around in the dark and not being able to see what you were getting. Hell, I didn’t want just anybody suckin my cock. I could get a blow job in a minute if I wanted to bother calling someone on my phone list. I had an over abundance of cocksuckers hanging around, but when looking for something new I did my cruising out in the light where I could get a good look at what I was getting. I simply walked around town where there were people, usually near the hotels, until I found the guy I wanted, and then took him. I was twenty-three years old, or at least that’s what I told everybody. If I’d been honest and told them I was nineteen, they’d never have believed me with my incredible muscled body. I liked guys between twenty or so and maybe thirty-five as long as they had hot muscular bodies and were really attractive. There were few things better than looking down at a really pretty face with my prick in his mouth.

Obviously I had to talk a guy up first in order to get him into some secluded place, but once I get him there he was mine. I admit I’ve always been somewhat of a bully. I was a wrestler and a boxer in high school and I was the bully that beat up on the bullies, because I was always the biggest guy around. Nobody could stand up to me.

So I loved beating guys up. And of course I loved fucking. Put the two together, and as you can imagine, I had some really good times. My usual game was to pick up a guy that met my tastes and get him out of the public eye; then I’d slam him around until he was cooperative, and then fuck him. Once I was done working them over, they were pretty much happy to do anything I wanted them to do. Well, maybe not happy, but it was amazing how cooperative a guy could be after you beat the shit out of him and threaten to do worse. I liked big guys but I wanted them to be completely submissive and compliant, ready and willing to take anything I could give. And it usually took me only fifteen minutes or so to get them that way, but let me tell you, having a totally groveling muscle man at your feet begging you to have your way with him was pretty damn terrific.

I was drawing a lot more attention on the street than I liked tonight but there wasn’t a lot I could do about it. With my enormous muscles and handsome face I stuck out like a sore thumb. I was wearing denim jeans and jacket and tonight I was even wearing a shirt; a white T-shirt. But even the shirt couldn’t hide my massive pectoral muscles that were showing through the open jacket.

I’d been wandering around a couple of the main hotels for half an hour or so but it was still early; about ten o-clock. So far I hadn’t seen anything worth my time, but then I saw a guy coming out of the Hilton who looked like a likely prospect. I could see right away he was husky and even from a distance I could see he was devilishly handsome. His tie was loosened, his dress shirt was open at the collar and he was holding his suit jacket over his shoulder. He looked like a young executive and was definitely hunky and butch. He was really my type.

He was walking in my direction and I gave him the eye as we passed and he gave me a once over as well. I stopped and turned around, but he kept going. I’d noticed he was wearing a name tag that said Nolan on it, so he was evidently here for a conference or something. I turned around and started following him. He had given me a good look as he went by and I was not the kind of guy people forgot once they see me, so he was bound to notice me following him. That meant I had to make my move quickly before it became too obvious.

As I began to catch up with him I noticed the cut of his suit showed a real fine ass and his dress shirt was surprisingly tight; showing big shoulders and definite stretching at the biceps. Those arms looked amazing and I felt my cock jump in my pants as I imagined grabbing them and holding on while I fucked him. Oh man, I was getting hot. He looked to be almost six feet, probably four inches shorter than me. He was definitely husky: probably one hundred ninety pounds of solid muscle but still sixty or eighty pounds lighter than me. Wow. He was even hotter than I originally thought and I wanted him bad. If I could get him I already knew this was going to be a night to remember.

‘Excuse me’ I said as I caught up with him. ‘Are you with the small business convention at the Hilton?’

‘No, I’m not’ he said as he stopped and turned to me. ‘Sorry.’ I gave him a big smile which I knew made my whole face light up, and he couldn’t help but smile back.

‘Oh sorry’ I said. ‘I have a friend coming to that convention but I couldn’t remember which hotel it was at.’

‘No, sorry’ he said. ‘I’m here with the purchasing managers group.’

‘So, what’s up?’ I asked. ‘You going out on the town?’

‘No, not really’ he answered. ‘I’m just tired of meetings and wanted to get away for some fresh air before bed. The meetings start again early tomorrow morning.’

‘Well good. We’ll just walk together for a bit then’ I said. ‘My names Porter’ I said as I stuck out my hand.

‘Nolan’ he said as we shook. ‘Glad to meet you.’

I squeezed his hand harder than necessary just to let him know my strength. Then I took his suit coat from him, put my arm around him with my hand on his shoulder and started walking again. He was forced to turn and walk along beside me, and just that quick I knew he was aware that I was in charge. As we walked I held him close so we were just touching. He said nothing about my taking his jacket, and at first he tried to pull away from me but I kept him close and he gave up. I was waiting for him to say something about my hand on his shoulder, but I think he was too embarrassed to even say anything. My obvious dominance had him intimidated already. I got him talking about the convention as we walked a block or two and then I turned a corner heading away from the main drag.

I knew every dark corner of the town where I could work a guy over, and we were only a couple blocks from one of my favorites so I kept him talking and walking. Finally, as I turned him into what was obviously a dark alley, he stopped.

‘Hey! What’s this?’ he said and I dropped his jacket and slammed him in the solar plexus. He bent over groaning and holding his stomach. I grabbed his shoulders, pushed him against the wall and gave him a hard right and left to the stomach again. He screamed in pain leaning over, but I was surprised he was still on his feet. So I grabbed him by the hair, jerked up hard, and gave him a really hard right to the jaw. Now he went down.

I pulled my handcuffs from my back pocket and pushing him onto his stomach, cuffed his hands behind his back. I then pulled him back to his feet. I hadn’t knocked him out, but he was moaning and groaning and I know he wasn’t seeing straight. I grabbed his tie and pulled the knot tight against his throat, and then pulling up on it with my left hand dragged him up on his tip toes while partially strangling him. I was lifting his 190 pounds almost completely off the ground with the strength of my left arm pulling up on his tie. I couldn’t help but smile at my strength and the ease with which I was handling him. Then I slammed my right into his stomach again. And then again.

And then once more, as hard as I could. I was definitely rearranging his intestines. I found from experience that softening a guy up at the very beginning usually made him more amenable later on, without much need of further instruction. He was now gurgling, clearly strangling, and his eyes had moved up into his head, so I let him down a little and loosened the tie. As I let go he fell to his knees gasping desperately for breath and coughing uncontrollably.

I gave him a few seconds before I grabbed the tie and pulled him back to his feet. He was really out of it and I had to hold him up, so I gave him a minute or so to recover. Hell, if I was going to beat him up, I wanted him to be aware that I was doing it.

‘You still with me man?’ I asked. He didn’t say anything but at least he looked at me kinda bleary eyed, and seemed to recognize that I was holding him up. Pulling his tie tight I again pulled him up on his tip toes strangling him and gave him a hard right to the sternum, another just below the ribs, and finally a powerful one to the jaw, and I let him fall again. This time he didn’t move.

So okay. I told you I was a bully, and I told you I liked beating guys up. I’ve had plenty of practice doing this to guys, so I knew that so far I hadn’t done any permanent damage to him. But I was pretty sure I’d now gotten him into the right frame of mind so when I started giving orders he’d be amenable to my desires.

When he finally began to recover I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to his feet. He was kind of wobbly but was able to stand now. Pushing him against the wall, I ripped the dress shirt open popping all the buttons. He was wearing a wife beater, so I ripped that open as well. And, just as I suspected, he was really built. Bulging pecs and ridged abs; this guy spent a lot of time in a gym. He was also really good looking, and probably about thirty years old. He was beautiful.

I dragged him down the alley through the gate into the back yard. I knew this area well, and had used this little courtyard behind this doctors office before. It had a couple wooden benches along a walkway and was surrounded by offices that were closed at night. A perfect place for a hot fuck.

Holding him up with my big hand gripping his neck, I looked him in the eye. ‘Hey Doogie. You still with me?’ He finally focused his eyes and looked at the big grin on my face. I wanted him to know I was having fun.

‘Please man’ he moaned softly. ‘Please man. Don’t.’

Holding his neck with one hand I slapped his face with the other and he yelped. ‘You don’t call me man, Doogie. You call me sir. Now try again.’

‘Oh man…..’ he moaned. ‘Please.’ I slapped him again harder.

‘Sir’ I said.

‘Sir’ he whispered.

‘Good boy Doogie’ I said as I patted his cheek and continued grinning. ‘You’re catching on already.’

‘Now listen to me Doogie’ I said as I held him just inches away and looked him in the eye. ‘I’m out for a hot fuck tonight and I picked you. All you have to do is pay attention and do what you’re told and everything will be okay’ I said as I started squeezing his neck and he started choking. ‘You listening to me Doogie? Huh?’ Squeezing his neck I gave his head a hard shake. ‘You hear me Doogie?’

‘Yes sir’ he croaked. I let go of his neck, grabbed his hair, gave it a good jerk and again held him eye to eye.

‘I tell you to do something Doogie, you jump. And you jump fast. Otherwise it’s going to be very painful for you. Got it?’ I asked as I jerked his hair again.

‘Yes sir’ he said hoarsely.

‘Get on your knees’ I said and waited. He hesitated, trying to clear in his mind what was happening to him and what he had to do. I let him have another left to the solar plexus and a hard right to the jaw and he was down again. I gave him thirty seconds or so to recover, and then dragged him back to his feet.

‘You with me again Doogie?’ I asked holding him close by the hair. ‘Answer me man.’

‘Yes sir’ he whispered. ‘Please sir. Please…. don’t.’

‘Doogie. I love kicking your ass’ I said with a big grin, and I leaned forward and gave him a peck on the lips. ‘Look at me Doogie’ I ordered. ‘This is fun for me and I can keep it up all night.’

‘Now, let’s try again’ I said softly. ‘I tell you to do something, you jump and you jump fast. Got it?’ I said jerking his hair again.

‘Yes sir’ he mumbled in reply.

‘Get on your knees’ I said and he immediately dropped to his knees. So far so good.

‘Stand up’ I ordered, and he struggled back to his feet, which was difficult with his hands cuffed behind his back.

‘Now I’m going to remove those cuffs’ I said as I pulled him around and took them off. ‘I like to have my punk boys submitting to me willingly without restraint. That definitely makes it more fun. Now get on your knees.’ He immediately dropped down to his knees in front of me.

‘See those dirty boots I’m wearing? Kiss ’em’ I ordered. He hesitated for a moment and I reached down and gave him a very hard open handed slap to the side of the head almost knocking him completely over. ‘Kiss ’em’ I ordered again. He bent down and kissed each boot.

Grabbing him by the hair, I backed to the closest bench dragging him with me and sat down. ‘Take my boots off’ I directed. Finally getting it through his head that he had to obey, he pulled my boots off.

‘Kiss my feet Doogie’ I directed. He glanced at me, and when I showed him my clenched fist he bent down and kissed each of my stocking feet. ‘You’re doing good Doogie. Now take my socks off.’ He obeyed and pulled them off. ‘Kiss ’em again Doogie. But this time I want a big wet sloppy kiss with lots of tongue. Do it babe.’ Without even hesitating this time he bent down and kissed my feet and gave them a lick. Oh yeah. He was really getting with the program. ‘Do it some more Doogie. Lot’s of saliva, and lick ’em all over.’ He did what he was told and licked my feet, moving from one to the other and then back again. We’d been at it for fifteen minutes or so now but I knew he wasn’t completely ready to fuck yet. It was definitely too soon and as he was beginning to recover he was probably trying to get up the nerve to fight me. But I was hot and my cock was hard and I couldn’t wait much longer.

Standing up, I grabbed his hair again forcing him to his feet, and then slammed him in the sternum once more. I’d already hit him a number of times in the solar plexus but his abs were so muscled I don’t think I had hurt him that much. It was hard to say if I was really hurting him since he was so solid and muscular. So I gave him a left and a right and then another left as hard as I could and let him fall to the ground. He just lay there without moving, but I could see he was conscious. Now I was ready to fuck and he looked to me like he was ready also. And man was I ever ready. My cock was totally turned on to this handsome muscle man and was trying to tear its way out of my pants..

‘On your feet Doogie’ I said as I grabbed him by the hair again and dragged him up. As he got on his feet I grabbed and arm and twisted it behind his back and started to put on some pressure.

‘Almost ready Doogie’ I said as I put on more pressure. He let out a yell as I twisted the arm and pulled him back against me with my cock pressed against his ass. ‘Tell me you’re going to be a good boy Doogie. Tell me you’re going to do what you’re told. Com’on tell me.’

‘Yes sir. Whatever you want’ he mumbled. Keeping the pressure on his arm, I grabbed his other arm and pulled it around and pushed his hand into my crotch and held it there.

‘See what I got for you Doogie’ I snickered. ‘Feel that cock man? Oh yeah, big muscleman’s cock hot and hard just for you.’ I held his hand there forcing him to feel my enormous sex pistol. ‘Now tell me again you’re going to be a good and do what you’re told. Say exactly that. You’ll be a good boy and do what I tell you.’

‘Please sir’ he moaned through the pain in his arm. ‘I’ll be good and do what I’m told. Please sir. You’re breaking my arm.’

‘Say it the way I told you’ I growled and jerked his arm hard’

‘Yeeaaaoooh. Please, please’ he screamed. ‘I’ll be a good boy. Please, I’ll be a good boy and do what you tell me.’

‘That’s the way’ I said with a laugh as I let go of him. ‘Good boy. Now strip. Down to the buff’ I ordered. He removed his torn shirts, then kicked off his shoes, and reached down and pulled his pants off. As he stood and reached for his Jockey shorts I grabbed him by the shoulders and jerked him around. Grabbing his shorts I ripped the seat out of them, pulled him back against me, and pushed my still covered crotch into his ass crack. Holding him tight with my hands gripping his bulging pecs I humped his ass half a dozen times. God, those big bulging pecs felt good. ‘So fuckin hot’ I said as I bit his neck probably giving him a hickey. Stepping back I ripped the shorts off him and let them fall to the ground.

‘Okay Doogie. Now me. Strip me babe’ I ordered as I slipped out of the denim jacket. He grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it over my head. Then unbuckling my belt and undoing my pants he pulled them down and off. Before he could get up I put my hands on his shoulders, holding him there and pushed my jock covered crotch into his face.

And he just took it without comment. This was great. I usually had to whip a guys ass again at this point before I could get him to cooperate. But not this time. This guy was really tamed. I rubbed my hard cock against his face and the feeling was glorious. And watching his handsome face was absolutely heaven.

‘Kiss it Doogie. Kiss my hard prick. Nice big wet kiss.’ He hesitated. ‘Don’t piss me off now Doogie. Get your mouth on my cock before I decide to whip your ass some more.’ With that he started kissing my jock covered prick. With no further direction he kissed it over and over. ‘Get it wet babe’ I directed. ‘Make those wet kisses and let me feel you suckin it.’ Developing lots of saliva, he started kissing and sucking my cock, drenching the jock with his spit.

‘Now for the real treat babe. Pull ’em down. Pull that jock off.’ I heard him sigh, evidently giving into the inevitable and pulled my jock strap down and off. As he raised back up I pulled his head into my crotch again. ‘Lots of saliva babe. Kiss it and suck it.’ My cock was standing straight up in his face against his nose and my balls were in front of his mouth so as I held him there he had no choice but to lick and suck my balls. I began to gently hump my cock into his face as he worked on my balls.

God, I loved being a dominant stud. A dominant muscular stud bigger and more powerful and more demanding than any of the guys around me. Taking a straight looking muscle man and turning him into my cock loving worshiper and using him for my pleasure was beyond awesome. It was totally fabulous and made me so hot I could hardly stand it. If you ain’t had a gorgeous muscle man of your own, you don’t even know what really hot sex is all about. Having my own personal worshiper who I trained specifically to do my bidding was incredibly exciting. In fact, in my mind it wasn’t even rape anymore. At this point they would do anything I wanted them to do, and they would do it willingly. They would not only do what I wanted willingly, but they were anxious to do it. There was nothing better than a hot guy being totally obedient and offering his body and soul to me for my pleasure.

Nolan was now trained to obey, but the training wasn’t entirely over, because I had to show him how to take my cock. And taking my cock was not an easy proposition. Taking my cock required total attention to my needs, and I demanded complete concentration and devotion as I controlled the action and got my rocks off. You would think that it would hardly seem to be worth all the training to show guys how to service me, but I assure you the end result of screwing a guy while he busted his ass to satisfy me was nothing less than phenomenal. Really good sex was definitely worth getting the guy totally focused and submissive; ready to take any pain or punishment to enthusiastically give me the attention I required.

I stopped humping and pulled back slightly. ‘Okay baby. Start licking my cock. Worship it baby. Show me how much you want it.’ I now took hold of my cock and started rubbing it around his face as he started licking it. I was so fuckin excited that his tongue felt like electric charges shooting through me. And as I told you: I was fuckin huge. I knew this guy was impressed, because everybody was impressed when they saw my sex tool.

‘Look at me Doogie’ I ordered as I watched him licking. He looked up with tears showing in his eyes and a look of total defeat. I took hold of his head with both hands forcing his face straight up, and giving him a big smile I coughed up a wad of saliva and spit it into his face. I pulled his face against my cock smearing the spit around his face, and then pulled him face upwards again.

‘Thank me Doogie’ I said. ‘Thank me for spitting on you.’ I waited a few seconds and then yelled: ‘Do it!’

‘Thank you’ he whispered.

‘Sir.’

‘Thank you sir.’ Still grinning at him, I gathered some more saliva and let it drop into his face, admired it for a minute, and then pulled him back into my crotch and smeared at around again.

I knew he was now ready. ‘Okay baby. Cocksuckin time’ I said as I pushed my thumb between his lips forcing his mouth open. ‘Take me Doogie. Let’s see what you can do.’ I pushed a couple inches of cock into his mouth. ‘Work on it Doogie. Show me you know how to give a blow job.’ And he actually wasn’t bad. Using lots of saliva he started sucking it with a slight jacking motion and licking it with his tongue. Maybe he wasn’t a beginner after all. I just let him go at it for quite a while; maybe ten minutes or so. It felt pretty good, but even better I loved watching him; his handsome face bobbing back and forth with my enormous cock sticking out forcing his mouth open wide. He was fuckin gorgeous.

But all this build up had made me going crazy and I wanted to fuck. ‘Hands behind your back’ I directed as I put my left hand on my hip, and got a good handful of hair with my right and started pulling his face back and forth forcing my cock into his mouth. I stood perfectly still as I dragged his head back and forth, gradually pushing my cock in deeper and deeper. I was hot and knew I could cum at anytime, but I forced my self to hold back and extend the pleasure as long as possible. Besides I wanted his throat. Deep throat fucking was one of my favorite activities, especially if it was a virgin who had to be forced. I spent a good ten minutes of dragging his head back and forth slowly enjoying the feeling of his wet mouth, and the look on his handsome face. Then, without any warning, I jerked him in hard and rammed my crotch forward forcing all nine plus inches deep into his gullet. I stayed for only a couple seconds and pulled him back coughing and choking. I gave him five or six seconds to recover and then did it again, going in deep. And then I did it again. Each time he came up coughing and choking. On the fourth penetration however I held him in tight and jacked my crotch hard into his face a couple times, smashing his nose into my crotch hairs and cramming my cock in as far as it could possibly go. It was so hot that I actually screamed in pleasure.

As I jerked his head back he was whining and gasping and coughing frantically. Still holding his hair with my right hand, I took my cock in my left, jerked it three times and started to shoot. The build up to my ejaculation had been so fantastic that I was screaming with delight and my whole body was shuddering and jerking around and I was dragging Nolan by the hair along with me as I shot wad after wad of cum into his face and hair. The intensity of my ejaculation was beyond belief. I came and came and came as I held Nolan’s face in the line of fire and got him with every shot.

When I finally began to come down from my sexual high I saw that Nolan was still panting madly, but seemed to be getting his breath back. With my hand still in his hair, I pulled him into my crotch and jacked against him a few times smearing my cum all over his face and all over my crotch.

Finally I sat back down on the bench with a sigh and pulled Nolan’s head up so I could look him in the eye. ‘Beautiful baby. Beautiful’ I said as I grinned at him. He was covered with cum and spit and sweat with his hair plastered to his forehead, looking totally bedraggled. I noticed that his prick looked to be hard as a rock but I wasn’t particularly surprised. With my body and my looks and my controlling personality, any guy would be turned on to have me use ’em. Hell, who wouldn’t want to be used by me, an absolute god? I was doing this guy a favor: giving him the most exciting time of his life; something he would remember to his dying day, so of course he was totally turned on.

And the funny thing was, as much as I loved beating the crap out of a guy to get my rocks off, I was amazed to find that most of them loved it as much or even more than I did. They wanted me to hurt them and fuck them, and usually felt honored to have me do it. You wouldn’t believe the number of guys I’d slapped around and fucked who thanked me afterwards and wanted to do it again. And hell, as much as I loved takin a virgin, if the guy was hot enough I was sometimes willing to give him a second go around. Shit, that was what life was all about anyway: having the greatest sex with the most gorgeous guys as often as possible. Hell, this hunk in front of me might be in pain right now, but he’d probably thank me too before I was done.

Giving him a big smile I said: ‘you were wonderful Doogie. Now clean off my cock. Lick it clean babe.’ I finally let go of his hair, gave him a light slap on the back of his head, and he leaned forward and started licking. ‘Look at me babe’ I ordered. He looked up at my grinning face and I went wild with desire. Shit, I loved this. Seeing a good looking muscle guy like this; totally wasted and disheveled, covered with sweat and spit and cum, with tears in his eyes and a look of submission on his face, being forced to lap up my cum. What an incredible turn on.

Leaning back on the bench and relaxing, I pulled Nolan’s face into my crotch. ‘Keep licking Doogie. Lick my crotch clean.’ He kept licking as I relaxed in total contentment for ten or fifteen minutes.

Of course I couldn’t just stop at this point, even though I’d just had the most intense ejaculation I’d had in weeks. I had a lot of time and energy invested in this guy, and I wasn’t about to let him get away with only one ejaculation, no matter how satisfying. Besides he was my perfect type; very handsome and totally muscled, and I didn’t know when I’d be getting another one like him. He definitely was going to provide me with a lot more pleasure before I let him go.

I checked my crotch and it seemed he’d done pretty well at licking it clean. I stood and pulled him to his feet. ‘We ain’t done yet Doogie. You ready for more?’ I said as I grabbed him by the neck and holding him close so I could look him in the eye.

‘Please man….’ he started to say.

‘What?’ I said as I gave his head a jerk.

‘Please sir. No more. Please’ he pleaded. And this is the part I always enjoyed. He knew I could do anything I wanted with him, and was resigned to it, but thought he could talk me out of it by begging. ‘I can’t take any more sir.’

My grin got even bigger as I leaned forward and gave him a peck on the lips. Having a guy, a big guy, begging me not to hurt him was such an incredible turn on that I felt my almost soft cock begin to grow again.

‘You want me to fuck you Doogie? You want me to give it to you up the ass?’ I said with a laugh, totally enjoying myself. ‘Tell me you want it Doogie.’

‘Oh please sir’ he croaked because I’d started squeezing his neck. ‘Please don’t sir. Please don’t. I’ll do whatever you want sir. Please sir.’

‘Of course you’ll do whatever I want Doogie’ I laughed. ‘You’ll do it and love it’ I said as I put my massive arm behind my head showing my armpit, with my bicep bulging magnificently. I let go of his neck, put my hand behind his head, and pulled him in. ‘Worship my armpit Doogie. Lick all that sweat out of there.’ And he really went at it. I was impressed because he seemed to be really putting his soul into it. He probably thought if he did a good job I wouldn’t fuck him, but he’d learn better pretty damn quick.

Beating him up and forcing him to suck me had really got me going and I was dripping with sweat, but he was doing a hell of a job lapping it up. After a few minutes I pulled his face down to my chest and let him lick it for a while, moving him from one bulging pec into the deep indentation between and then to the other, making him lick up every bit of sweat on the way. When I raised my other arm he buried his face into the armpit without me saying a word. See, I told you it wasn’t rape. He wanted to do this, and was doing one hell of a good job of it too.

After I’d had enough, I sat back down on the bench and pulled him down forcing him over my lap. I gave his ass a couple medium hard slaps getting a yelp from him and then spit on my hand. He whimpered aloud but didn’t say anything as I started rubbing the spit against his hole. He knew I was going to fuck his ass and he was now resigned to it. Using lots of spit, I gradually eased one finger and then two into his tight ass hole giving him an occasional slap, so his cheeks were just beginning to turn pink. Shit. A big handsome muscle man with a tight little hole. This was going to be fabulous.

Finally, I dumped him off my lap, grabbed him by the hair, and pulled him back up to my crotch. ‘Get me ready Doogie’ I ordered as I forced his mouth open with my thumb and pushed my cock inside. He was totally obedient now and started sucking and licking it as it began to grow. I put my hands behind my head, leaned back, and just let him go at it, enjoying the feeling of his mouth and tongue as I began to grow towards my full nine and a half inches. ‘Get it wet baby’ I murmured after a while. ‘Lots of saliva.’

Then I pushed him away onto his back on the grass and lifting his legs onto my shoulders, took aim with my big pole and starting pushing. He didn’t actually yell but he moaned and groaned and cried and whimpered as I forced his tight hole to stretch enormously around my hard as steel bludgeon as I crammed it into him. I went slow and easy, and even hesitated a couple times as I continued forcing my fuck stick into the tiny hole.

When I was finally half way in I stopped and let him adjust for a couple minutes. He was still breathing hard and sobbing as I started a gradual in and out motion, slowly sinking my nine and a half inches deeper into his ass with each push. Jesus Christ did that feel good. That tight feeling on my cock was absolutely awesome, and knowing I was raping his virgin ass made it indescribable. He was still whimpering and crying and gasping for breath as I got in deeper, but I think the worst was probably over, and he could perhaps start enjoying it pretty soon. Hell, I know I was. My cock was giving me spasms of delight. Forcing a blow job was great, but there was absolutely nothing like raping a tight ass.

‘Look at me Doogie’ I ordered and he opened his eyes and looked at me. ‘Keep your eyes open babe. I want you watching while I screw your tight little ass’ I said as I grinned at him. I couldn’t help the grin, because watching this muscle man under me, totally under my control and looking so forlorn was wonderful. And the feeling of my cock in has ass as I began to speed up was sending shivers of excitement throughout my body.

And damned if his cock wasn’t hard and dripping. This little fucker was a real masochist, totally turned on to me kicking his ass and fucking him.

Everything was fabulous except I was always on an ego trip and I wanted something more. As much as I loved overpowering and fucking a guy, humiliating him while I was doing it was like frosting on a cake. So, with my cock deep into his ass I stopped and just held it there. I still had him looking me in the eye, but now there was a look of surprise. Continuing to grin at him, I grabbed him by the hair, jerked hard, and gave him a vicious open handed slap to the face. He yelped in pain.

‘Tell me you love it baby’ I ordered. ‘Tell me you love being fucked and dominated by a god.’ Holding his hair I hit him again. ‘Say it baby. Tell me you love it.’ I had him whimpering and crying now, and I found it tremendously exciting. I owned him. He belonged to me. And I could get anything from him that I wanted. Anything!

‘You better say it pretty damn quick babe’ I growled. ‘I’m about to start kicking your ass all over again. Now say you love having me fuck you’ I demanded. ‘NOW’

‘Please man. Please. Anything you want. Please.’

‘You will fuckin well call me Sir and you will tell me you love me fuckin your ass’ I said as I held my clenched fist in his face. It seems that I finally got his attention because now he started jabbering.

‘Yes sir. Yes sir. Yes sir. Please sir’ he yelled all in one quick breath. ‘I love you fucking me sir. Oh god; please, anything you want sir. Please.’ Oh yeah. That was what I wanted. Total subservience and dedicated submission.

‘Good boy. I like that. Now say it again’ I ordered. ‘Tell me how much you love having me fuck you.’

‘Please sir. I love having you fuck me.’

‘Again’ I said with a laugh. Shit, I loved this.

‘I love having you fuck me sir.’

‘Oh yeah. Doogie. That’s what I like’ I said as I reached down, grabbed his hard cock, squeezed it, and jerked it painfully a few times. This guy was really into pain, because just that quick he started shooting. I ignored his moaning and shuddering as he started cuming and I now started to fuck him hard, speeding up and really reaming out his ass. He shot all over himself as I now started going really fast, rammin into his ass as hard as I could as I felt my cock reaching it’s peak. ‘Oh shit’ I screamed as I started to blast my cum into him.

It was exhilarating and incredibly wonderful. Nolan was screeching as I yanked viciously on his hair, totally out of control in the throes of ecstasy. Absolutely the most fulfilling and exciting fuck I’d had for ages.

Finally, with his legs still on my shoulders, I flopped down on top of him as my cock finished shooting. I just lay on top of him for a couple minutes as I felt my cock begin to soften. When it finally popped out of his ass I pushed his legs off my shoulders and rolled over on my back.

Neither one of us even moved for about fifteen minutes.

Finally he spoke. ‘Doogie?’

‘It was either that or bitch or punk, and I like doogie better’ I said with a laugh.

‘Okay, doogie it is.’ He replied. ‘That was five hundred dollars, right?’

‘Yep. Five hundred.’ He reached over to his pants, pulled out a money clip, pealed off five one hundred dollar bills and handed them to me. Then he pealed off two more and handed them over as well.

‘Here’s a two hundred dollar tip for giving me the most incredibly exciting time of my entire life. You were absolutely amazing.’ I laughed at that. Hell, seven hundred dollars for a couple hours of great fucking. That was pretty damn wonderful.

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