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  • Bill and Frank go camping

    It’s Friday night and my buddy Frank Mason and I are going out to the local meat rack tonight hoping to find a couple of foxy ladies in need of a bit of loving. Friday and Saturday nights are the only times we get a chance to cut loose and have some fun.

    We both work a 10 hr, 3pm -1am shift, 4 days a week with Friday, Sat. and Sun. off. With work hours like ours we don’t have many buddies to hang with buto we are close, good friends.

    I’m Bill Boynton, 26 years old single, 5″10″ tall, wt. 170 lbs., dark blond hair, blue eyes and a muscular, athletic body. I’m not the a very handsome man, not ugly but the ladies seem to think I’m cute. Frank and I have been pals since my family moved here when I was 10. On my first day at school a big kid was bullying me trying to get my lunch money and Frank came to my rescue and ran the big kid off. We’ve been tight, best buds since that day.

    that was a life changing day for me, I mad up my mind that day that no one would ever have to come to my rescue because of a bully again. I told my Dad that I wanted to get a set of weights so I could build myself up to where no one would even try to bully me. I set about building myself a body that could take care of most any situation.

    I played football and wrestled in high school. Frank played baseball and basketball. Frank is, 6’3″, weighs 170 lbs or so, has brown hair and the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen. I wouldn’t want to test him in a real fight. He’s one tough dude.

    The ladies think he is quite the handsome young man, when we’re out on the pull together, the ladies swarm around his vying for his attention, When he’s not even trying he can get more ladies than most men could by tossing hundred dollar bills in the air. Frankie is a babe magnet. As his wing man I get a shot at the ones not able to crack through the cordon of women surrounding him. We’re both the same age and we’re like brothers. Well, maybe not now that I think about it.. He and I are completely different than I am with my real brother who is 2 years older.

    Frank and I…we’re best buds, we like to hang out together and I trust him to have my back when I need him. I can’t say that about my blood kin brother though.

    Frank and I have been working this shift for the past five years, we both really liked the work and the 3 days off is well worth a 10 hour shift every day. We take a lot of long weekend trips for fun and we were always on the lookout for the ladies.

    Taking a break we had a weekend of camping and fishing planned at the end of this week. We have reservations at a State Park campsite, we had asked for a secluded or remote tent site far from the lake. Frank had scored a bag of Weed for the trip and we planned to zone out while there.

    We had everything packed in my SUV and left after work to go to the Park. We arrived at the Campsite around dawn, laid the seats back in the truck and took a nap. The sun woke me at about 9:30 and I shook Frank awake and said..

    “Frankie, wake up…we need to set up our camp”

    “Aw, Billy boy, I’m too sleepy, gimme 10 minutes more, okay?”.

    Since we were kids I’ve always called him Frankie when we’re alone and he calls me Billy boy. It’s just always been like that. With anyone else around it’s always Frank and Bill, but alone we’re Frankie and Billy boy. I admit, I really like it, it ours, something that no one else shares, it’s just between us.

    I opened up the tailgate and started unloading our gear. I set the tent up by myself on the pad provided and rigged ropes to haul our food up into the air away from the non-human critters stalking campsites for food. An hour after I started I was setting up our folding chairs and table when Frank stumbled out of the SUV and off into the woods to take a piss. He came back rubbing his eyes and stretching his arms and body. He looked around, seeing everything set up and said…

    Billy boy, why didn’t you wake me to help you with this?”

    I gave him a glaring look…

    “Yeah, Mr. ‘gimme 10 more minutes.’ I tried but you needed your beauty sleep, looks like you need to go back to bed for another 8-10 hours worth. Your beauty nap didn’t work, Frankie.”

    “Get off my case, dude…what do I need to do here?”

    “It’s all done Frankie, we just need to decide what we’re going to do for lunch and probably change into some lighter clothes…it’s going to be a scorcher of a day.”

    “By the way, we’re here at this site alone. The Ranger told me we were the only “Tent Site” reservation for the weekend at this location. That’s why I set up here near the lake. We can skinny dip if we want to.”

    “That’s cool Billy boy, we can set out here in our chairs, smoke a blunt and chill with Ma Nature.”

    “Your bags are in the tent Frankie…I think I want to take a quick dip in the water..coming?”

    I was taking my shirt off and then started on my pants when Frankie asked….

    “You going in bare Billy boy?,”

    “Naw, just in my boxers…never know when a boat will roar by”

    “Okay, I’m right behind you”

    We both took off at a run and ran out into the water a few feet before we dove in and started to swim. The water was cold, when we stopped swimming our teeth were chattering. We turned and headed back to shore and briskly walked into the camp.

    We grabbed towels and were drying off when I looked over at Frankie, he was drying his hair and had the towel to his head; I was staring at his wet boxers clinging to him showing his limp dick hanging down his left leg to about an inch from the hem of his shorts. With his shorts soaked, I could plainly see every detail, even the pinkish helmet of his dick, even soft, Frank’s cock looked huge.

    Junior High was the last time I had seen Frank’s dick. It sure had done some growing since then. At five to six inches limp, it should be eight inches or longer when hard. for some odd reason, I found it hard to take my eyes away. I felt blood surge into my own dick as it started to get hard..wait…I’m straight, why is Frankie’s limp dick such a fascination to me? confused, I forced myself to turn away.

    “Hey, Billy boy, we forgot to get the boat off the top of the SUV. When we’re dry lets get it in the water and scout out the area, okay”

    I had shucked of my wet boxers and tied the towel around my waist. I walked by Frank to get to the tent and he laughed and grabbed at my towel, I tried to grab for the towel but he had it and was laughing as I stood there feeling the blood surge in my cock more.. Damn, don’t get a boner now Bill, NO! NO! NO! I was mortified and ran into the tent as fast as I could.

    “Hey Mr. Modesty…you realize how long it’s been since we’ve seen each other naked?” he called out.

    Tugging on a pair of cutoffs I came out of the tent …

    “Yeah, it was in Junior High…ages ago.”

    “Billy boy, you’ve done some growing, that’s a right nice piece you were swinging dude. What is it? Eight or nine inches when it’s up?”

    “Damn Frankie, how the heck would I know, I stopped measuring my dick when I was in ninth grade, and why on earth are we talking about my dick? We’re not gay!”

    “Hey Billy boy, calm down dude, I was just razzing you, just having some fun.”

    “Well it’s time you stopped having fun with my dick! Shit!…that didn’t come our right, but you know what I mean, right Frankie.”

    “I think I’d have to start having fun with your dick before I could stop having fun with it Billy”

    “Whatever! STOP TALKING ABOUT MY DICK! It weirds me out, Frankie!”

    “Dude, relax, okay already, I’m just teasing you. Come on, I know what will calm your nerves, lets do this blunt, that will chill you out, grab us a beer as you pass the cooler, please.”

    Man what a hassle, Frankie freaked me out when he pulled my towel from my waist, I was just getting a boner looking at his dick in his wet boxers when I ran to the tent. I didn’t want him seeing me getting hard with him standing there naked.

    It’s all just to crazy. He and I are both straight arrow. Never anything sexual between us, even as we went through puberty. No jacking off together, we didn’t even talk about it to each other. Well at least that embarrassing bit is over, I got a couple of beers and we settled into the folding chairs looking out over the lake, smoked the blunt and watched the sunset.

    The shorter the blunt got, the more spectacular the sunset became. A couple more beers and it was almost dark and we were starving. The munchies are a real bitch! We decided to have Tuna sandwiches since it was already made up and in the cooler. Frankie opened some chips and we each wolfed down a couple of sandwiches and a 16 oz bag of chips between us in less than 10 minutes. Then we started on the chocolate chip cookies.

    Frank went into the tent and when he didn’t return immediately I called after him.

    “Frankie…whatcha doing in there?”

    “Just rolling up another one Billy boy”

    “Oh, okay…we’re gonna be wasted dude.”

    “Yeah, that’s why we’re here, right.”

    I guess, just don’t suggest we go for a drive…I don’t think the Ranger would like that.”

    “No prob Billy boy, we’re taking the boat out, remember!”

    “In the dark?

    “Look at that moon, Billy boy, it’s nearly full and not a cloud in the sky…we’ll be able to see just fine. Besides we’re just checking around our site to see if we have close neighbors, we don’t want to get too rowdy if they’re really close.”

    “Get too rowdy? what you planning on doing Frank”

    Who knows, Billy boy, maybe I”ll have some fun with your dick. How about that”

    “FRANK!! STOP IT, NOW!”

    “Billy boy whats wrong with you tonight? Me teasing you doesn’t get you riled up like this usually.”

    “Frankie can we please drop this subject., I don’t like talking or you joking about having fun with my dick, okay”

    “Whatever you say Billy boy. Jeez, you need this, take a big toke, hell take two!!

    We did about half the blunt and got the boat in the water. I had to put the life jacket on Frank or he wasn’t gonna wear one. We stayed close to the shore and sculled up to the right of our site. Not too far away we could see a campfire so we headed to it. As we neared we heard

    “Ahoy there matey” and we laughed out loud, Frank yelled back

    “Ahoy your own self, mate.”

    Two guys came to the shore and waived and asked us to come for a beer. Frank steered us straight to them. We stumbled out, beer bottles in hand and shook hands, they were Steve and Cooper. They both looked to be near our own age, after the intros we all sat around their fire. We told them about ourselves and our jobs, they exchanged their info.

    Cooper got up to get us all another beer and when he came back I noticed how he put his hand on Steve’s shoulder and ran it over to his neck and squeezed it just a bit and sat down beside him and their sides and legs were touching. Steve asked.

    “So Frank, how long have you two been together?”

    Frank passed a blunt around looked him in they eye, put his arm around me and said..

    “We met when we were 10 but we didn’t become a couple until we were almost 17.”

    I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Astonished I started to speak but Frank turned quickly and kissed me on the lips! He whispered to me.

    “Play along Bill, they think we’re gay. Let’s have some fun with them. I mean joking around, not having sex with them.”

    I know my eyes must have looked like saucers but with his face pressed to mine the other guys couldn’t see my disbelief at what Frank was doing. He almost got the giggles then, pressed to my face but told me again to please play along with the gag.

    Steve said “wow, you’ve been together 10 years and you’re only 26! “What’s the secret to keeping your relationship alive this long?”

    Without a blink Frankie said, “Monogamy and Bill’s 10 inch dick”

    I nearly put out the campfire spewing my beer out of my mouth. Frank elbowed me in the ribs to keep me quiet.

    “Damn! 10 inches would keep me in line too!” Cooper said.

    Steve gave him a ‘look’ and Cooper added.

    “But being in love is the most important thing for us”

    That got an approving nod from Steve. I stood up pulling Frank to his feet.

    “We need to go, Frank, it’s getting late. Thanks for the beer guys.”

    Frank stood, thanked them for the beer and company and said that we had to get back to camp and they shouldn’t pay any attention to the noise they hear down our way.

    “Bill gets carried away sometimes when he’s riding me hard.”

    He got an elbow jab to the ribs from me for that one. I know I was beet red from embarrassment and Frank leaned over to me, winked and pecked my on the lips again. I was ready to kill him. It has to be the weed that’s got him so frisky tonight.

    On the way back we were quiet, talking in hushed whispers. Trying not to laugh out loud. I told Frankie that he’d pay for this big time. But now that it was over, it was funny.

    As we paddled back to camp, I started to giggle myself. Knowing us and how we are normally, it was funny, pretending to be a gay couple for a few minutes. The only thing I didn’t quite understand was why Frankie was talking about my dick again. It had to be just him trying to wind me up some more. Back at our campsite we were out of earshot of the guys and we could talk normally.

    “What in hell did you think you were doing back there. Those poor guys think we’re like them, kindred spirits or something. And the last time I saw you in action you were straight Frankie. You playing on the other team now?”

    “Come on Billy boy, lighten up and have fun with me, you knew we were just playing. Let’s get another beer and another smoke and sit and watch the ripples on the water; sweet Billy boy of mine.

    One thing is certain though Billy boy, When I turn gay, your ass is mine, you hear!”

    “FRANKIE!!!”

    Frankie is hopeless, the more I complain the more he’ll tease me. The only way for me to stop it is to give it right back at him, this is gonna be fun, making Frankie squirm. I went into the tent and changed into a tank top and running shorts with a big slit up each leg. When I ran in them you could see my butt cheeks plainly. I didn’t know that when I bought them though. This ought start the tables turning on Frankie. I’m gonna make him think I’m coming on to him. That will stop his teasing. When I came out of the tent Frankie’s eyes got big. he’d never seen me dress like this, ever. He gave a low wolf whistle.

    “What is it Frankie, you see something you like?”

    Frank cracked up. “Okay, so that’s how we’re gonna be, huh?”

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just wanted to be comfortable out here. Where’s that blunt Frankie, we need some more, don’t you think.”

    Frankie gave a nervous chuckle “Here you go Billy boy, knock yourself out. I’ll get you another beer, too”

    He’s supposed to be getting nervous not getting more beer, I thought. He handed me the beer and just stood there looking at me and this outfit..finally he said, quietly…

    “You’ve got a great body now Billy boy, you’ve turned into a real hunk of a man without me even noticing until now.”

    Determined to make him squirm I replied..

    “Thanks Frankie, I thought you’d never notice. I do it all for you, you know.”

    Frank choked on the blunt and went into a coughing fit. I jumped up and began patting him on the back. As the coughing died down I stayed beside him and let my hands begin making circles on his back, Instead of pulling away he closed his eyes and said,..

    “That feels so good Billy boy, please don’t stop”

    Oh Damn, this wasn’t going like I had planned at all.

    “I think we need to lie down” Frank murmured.

    “Okay you go ahead, I’m going to sit here a while and finish my beer, night Frankie”

    “Okay, night babe”

    WHAT! He called me BABE!! What’s happening to us!!

    I began to get worried, Frankie was seeming to like the flirting I was doing and it wasn’t doing what I had meant for it to do. Hopefully he’ll go right to sleep and we’ll laugh about this tomorrow. I waited almost an hour before going into the tent; Frankie lay on his big double sized air mattress with only his boxers on . He had to sleep corner to corner to fit his 6’3′ height. He was breathing steady and slowly and I assumed he was asleep. I noticed that the fly of his shorts was pooched out and open. I saw his dick again for the second time today. I stared at it again, and my dick started getting hard again…What is wrong with me. Why did I get hard looking at my best friends dick. Better yet, why was I staring at my best friends dick? When did I become Captain Perv? Me staring at Frankie’s dick! Me getting hard looking at Frankie’s dick! I’m not gay! What the fuck is going on!!

    I stripped and put on my boxers and laid down to sleep I turned the Coleman Lantern off, pulled the cover over me and lay there wondering what I was going to do about my staring at Frankie’s dick. My own was growing again, I just gave up and let it do whatever.

    I rolled to my side facing away from Frankie. The more I tried to ignore it the harder my dick got, I raised the cover and looked down and as if it had a mind of its own it had worked it way through the fly of my shorts and was standing out from my body. I groaned and the it dawned on me. It’s the weed, it always makes me horny!.

    I’ve heard that hindsight is always 20/20, guess that’s why neither of us thought about being way out in the woods, nobody around, smoking weed and getting horny as billy goats. Weed does that to us every time, take a toke and it goes straight to the ‘Nads. Well now I knew the reason, I wasn’t turning queer for my best bud. I just had a raging case of the “horns”. That meant that Frank had it too. We were going to have a good laugh tomorrow, Finally I dozed off, hard on in hand.

    Sometime later, it was still dark, I stirred and Frankie was spooned against my back with his hard dick poking my backside. I tried moving a way but he threw his arm across me and pulled me to him.

    I spoke to him thinking he was awake: roll over Frankie, you’re on my bed. He grunted and pulled us closer; we both had removed our shirts so it was flesh to flesh from the waist up and he was so warm against me. I tried asking him to roll over again but he didn’t even hear me. I relaxed and just tried to sleep. He did feel good and I can’t remember the last time I slept like this with someone. It was a “being loved” feeling. You knew you were cared for when you slept like this.

    I drifted off, enjoying the feeling of his skin against mine. I would move and push back a little ever so often making soft mmmm sounds in my throat.

    I don’t know how long I dozed but I awoke again and Frank had his hand on my crotch cradling my package in his big hand. My first thought was panic but the hand didn’t move it just held my junk, no movement at all. Suddenly I felt movement but it wasn’t Frankie’s hand, for the 3rd time today I was betrayed by my dick. It was getting harder by the second. Soon Frankie’s’ hand moved to readjust, he felt my hard dick then his hand. moved up my length to the tip and back down again, them wrapped his hand around its girth. I heard a low soft whistle from Frank. I froze as he cuddled closer and said…

    “Wow Billy boy, that quiet a weapon you’ve got there. It so long and big. Why have you kept this such a secret from me, huh?”

    I tried to speak but could only stammer as he stroked my dick, I couldn’t talk. This was Frankie holding on to my dick and telling me he liked it. I didn’t stop him…it did feel good.

    Frankie moved and his hand slipped inside my shorts, he felt my testicles and wrapped his hand around my shaft again and slowly jacked me. My dick began to twitch and my breathing was getting labored. Frankie removed his hand rolled back and pulled me with him. I was now on my back and he moved to be on his side and propped his head on his hand, the hand that had been on my dick now was gently traveling over my stomach and then to my chest.

    “Oh Billy boy, your chest is amazing, your body really turns me on.”

    Finally I stammered…”F F Frank…it’s the weed…it got us horny that why you’re doing this, it’s the weed.”

    “Yeah, the weed got us horny, but I’ve got to tell you something that’s been bothering me, it’s my mind for over a year now. Billy, please, please don’t hate me, but I think I’ve been in love with you for years now. It’s not just the weed tonight. I’ve wanted to make love to you for so long… Please don’t hate me for this…I just can’t help it, I love you, and I crave to hold your beautiful body next to mine.”

    Billy boy, when we were with those two guys tonight and I played along like we were gay…I really want to be your lover. I thought I’d die when I kissed your lips, I know I tricked you into that kiss and I do regret that I had to trick you, but I don’t regret kissing you. I want to do it again right now. I want to hold you close and tell you how I love you. I’m sorry Billy boy, I just can’t help it. Please don’t hate me for it”

    I lay there not believing my ears, Frankie, my best buddy in the world was queer for me. I thought he was such a ladies man and he’s been wanting me. What was I going to do. I glanced over at Frankie without moving my head, I could see his shoulders shaking, was he crying or was he laughing, teasing me again?

    “Damn it Frank will you stop this teasing about gay sex. I’m tired of it Frank! “

    Then I saw his tears…he was crying…oh god…he was really serious? OH SHIT!!

    “Frankie…are you okay…Frank!” I put my hand on his shoulder and pulled him to me and he lay on his back. I looked down at him, his eyes were closed and was mumbling ‘I’m so sorry’ over and over. I crumbled, I couldn’t take it, seeing my best friend hurting like this. I reached over and pulled him again to me so that we lay on our sides face to face. He kept his eyes closed and wouldn’t look at me.

    “It’s okay Frankie, I could never ever hate you. I am really shocked by what you’ve just told me, I’ve never considered that you were anything but straight. But I do know that if I were gay , you’d be the man for me. I love you too. I haven’t thought about us sexually, but…wait a minute. I need to be honest with you here.

    This has been a very crazy day. Things have happened to me for the first time ever and I’ve been very confused. That’s why I’ve been so pissed all day about your kidding me. I’ve been turned on by you all day today.

    Its the first time that’s ever happened to me, it started when we got out of the water, you were drying your hair and I was staring at your dick and mine was getting hard just looking at your soft, limp dick. Your shorts were soaked and clung to your skin. You might as well been naked, even the pink skin of your dick head was plain to see.

    When you pulled off my towel, that’s why I was so upset. I didn’t want you seeing me getting hard over looking at you naked, then tonight when I came into the tent you were sleeping, the fly of your shorts was gaped open and I was staring at your dick again. I got hard again and I turned over to try and get it to go away, but it held firm and I went to sleep with a hard on and thinking about your dick.

    I don’t think that makes me gay but it sure makes me think I’m not as straight as I thought I was. Looking at your dick makes mine get hard. I’ve fought it all day and just keeps happening. So there’s my confession. What are we going to do now?

    Frank was grinning from ear to ear.

    “You were pervin on me Billy! That’s a good start for us, how would you feel about a little experiment, Billy boy? I know you trust me, so if I do anything you don’t want me to just say stop and you know I will.”

    “An experiment? Go on, spill it”

    “I was just thinking that maybe something other than looking at my dick may make you get hard too, what would you say if I kissed you now, not like earlier, I mean a real kiss.”

    Why was I excited? I felt like a kid on his first date. Oh god, I wanted to kiss him!

    “Frankie, umm I…I mean…uh…I think I’ll say okay, kiss me!”

    Frankie pulled me close, our groins, bellies, chests and finally our lips touched. I felt his tongue on my glide across my bottom lip and I opened to let him in, when our tongues touched there was an electric jolt from my head to my toes. Lust, passion, flesh, heat, hard dicks poking at each other, fireworks in my head, prickly skin and goose-flesh tingling all over my body. Oh god..this feels so good. Our arms and legs were entwined and we broke, gasping for air. I looked at Frankie astonished at what I had just felt in that kiss.

    “What…what the fuck was that…I’ve never been kissed like that…Frankie what is it, are you’re crying again Frankie!”

    “Oh Billy, I never knew…how could anything feel like that…as good as that felt…it makes me want you more…I will never ever forget that kiss. WOW!”

    “Frankie…I need to ask you something…okay?”

    “Sure Billy boy, anything”

    “Well…umm…this experiment. well uh…is there…is there anything else besides kissing in it?”

    Frank grinned, “Oh I think we can come up with a few other things, he reached down and felt my hard dick. It Seems that looking at my dick isn’t the only thing that gets you hard. By the way, let me have your hand, I want you to feel what you do to my dick”

    I took hold of Franks big fat dick and it was so hard I could barely move it and it felt so good in my hand, so warm, soft as velvet and hard as steel. This was feeling way better that I could have wished for. I was ready to do anything he asked of meas kong as I could hold and play with his dick. I love the way it feels in my hand, hot, throbbing, hard yet soft. this is way better that holding my own dick.

    I loved the feel of his long, lanky, hard body against me as we lay there, not an inch between our bodies and lips, Frankie puckered up and gave me a little peck on the lips that just about wrecked me . I shook and trembled. That innocent little kiss, playful,yet so full of love and the promise of things to come, told me more about Frankie’s love for me than that first lightning bolt kiss of a few minutes ago. All my inhibitions melted away, I wanted to explore sex with my best friend. All I could think about was how good his big dick felt in my hands when I held it.

    “Well, Billy boy, we’ve established that” #1) Billy looking at my dick makes his hard,

    #2) Me kissing Billy makes his dick get hard ….now we need another test in this experiment… here, let’s try this,” Frank moved and straddled my hips, his butt sitting on my groin. His hands started rubbing and kneading my chest and pecs.

    I lay still and submitted to Frankie, I trust him, he can do what ever he wants to me, with me. Wherever his hands touched my body, his lips and tongue soon followed. When his lips closed around my hard, erect nipple, first he lightly bit it between his teeth, bringing a loud roar from me, in moments he was biting at the other nipple making me thrash around on the air mattress.

    Frank reached behind him and felt Billy’s dick and said..

    “Number 3, Frank nibbling Billy’s nipples makes Billy’s dick hard.”

    I was moving about all over the air mattress, I was feeling things I had never experienced, never even dreamed of and it all felt so wonderful.

    “Billy, the rest of our experiment requires that we both be naked for the remaining tests. Is that okay with you?”

    I felt Billy’s body rise with me still on top of him and he shucked his shorts off.

    “I’m done, your turn Frankie”

    I rolled off him, shucked off my shorts and sat back atop his hips. Billy’s eyes got very big as he stared at my hard dick waving around above his stomach. My dick fascinated him, trance like he stared as his hands hands moved to hold it still, wrapping both his hands around it, he fondled and jacked it gently. Billy was as awestruck as a kid with a long awaited new toy. His hands worshiped my cock, caressing, folding it as if it might break.

    I asked him to let go so I could move my butt back lower onto his thighs and began tracing my tongue over his fantastic six pack of muscles and then to his navel. As I caressed and kissed, his body shivered and trembled. Next I raised myself to look…then trace…my hands over the taut muscles in the space between his navel and his pubic hair.

    The ‘love handles’ on fat, out of shape men, were tight, hard muscle on my Billy Boy. They veered in from above each hip and pointed the way to his now very large, very hard dick. It lay pressed against his stomach and was hard to pry away. Frankie kissed his way down the underside of Billy’s dick, which was now the topside as he lay there.

    When he reached my testicles he took both into his mouth and pulled hard on my sack, making me cry out in a loud moan, he moved back up to my hard dick and licked and kissed there. I told Billy I was going to turn around and that I wasn’t deliberately putting my dick in his face but I had to be in this position to get to him and do what I had to do. I told him he didn’t need to do anything, just lay there and let me love him.

    With that said I lowered myself and took his dick into my mouth, Billy cried out and his body jerked, but I kept sinking his dick into my mouth and throat. As it hit the back of my throat, I gagged but raised up and let the spasm pass. It didn’t take long to figure out how to get that big thing down my throat. When my lips reached his pubic hair and pressed hard against his pelvic bone he groaned louder than ever.

    A long “OOOHHHMIGODFFRRAANNKKIIEE” came from deep within me. Frankie’s constant deep throating and swirling his tongue around the crown soon had me yelling “I’m cumming, pull off, I’m cumming.”

    Frank sank his dick deeper into his throat and worked the muscles there massaging that beautiful, wionderful big dick.

    “Ooooooohhhhhhh Frankie here it comes…PULL OFF! FRANKIE! OOOOHH. FRANKIE…ohmigod…ohmigod.. Frankie, oh Frankie…come here..come.

    My cum shot deep into Frankie’s throat, so much that it seeped out of the corners of his mouth as he tried to swallow it all. Frankie lost himself in the act of bringing me to the most fantastic climax of my life. I’ve never cum so hard and so much, when he raised up to kiss me again he saw cum all over the side of Billy’s face. He had climaxed and hadn’t realized it he was so lost in his Billy shooting his load down his throat.

    He licked Billy face and asked Billy if he wanted to taste his cum, Billy took his face in both hands and hissed him deeply savoring the salty, metallic taste. Frankie broke their silence,

    “#4) a blow job makes Billy’s dick get really hard.” Billy giggled, pulled frank to him and said

    #5) Frankie makes Billy’s dick get hard, and Billy loves it, and Billy loves Frankie too!”

    Frank flipped over and again spooned against Billy’s back. One arm around his chest and one hand holding Billy’s always hard dick.

    “Oh Billy boy, you have no idea what you have done for me tonight. I was so afraid that I would lose you when I told you how I felt. God I love you so much. I loved you as a kid but I fell in love with you a couple of years ago. Damn, what a hunk of man you are, my dick may never be soft again. Your beefy body fits so well against me, think you can sleep with a hard dick poking at your butt”

    “Mmmmm oh yeah as long as you hold me like this, I can do anything Frank.”

    As we were drifting off, Billy mumbled.

    “Frankie, is there any of that weed left for tomorrow?”

    “Sure Babe, we’ve go more than we’ll need, for sure.”

    “Mmm I just wanted to be sure I could get you back into this mood tomorrow in case you forget.”

    Billy boy, I couldn’t ever forget what we’ve started tonight. Billy I’ve always loved you since that first day of school when we met. We’ve always been best friends and now we’ve discovered a new way to love each other. I love you Billy.”

    “And I love you Frankie, G’nite Babe.”

    A little before sunrise Billy woke and squirmed, rubbing all of his body against Frank. It felt so good, but Billy had awakened with a mission. He turned and slid out of Frank’s arms and slid down to nuzzle and kiss his body, Sucking his nips got Frank awake and groaning with pleasure, Bill let his tongue trail between Franks pecs down his flat taut stomach to his pubic hair. Taking hold of his prize he licked and kissed Frankie’s big dick, licking the pre cum from the slit.

    Bill had decided that he really did like the feel of Franks dick soft but hard; he put the head to his lips, took a deep breath and he thought, this is Frank, my Frankie, and I’m putting his hard dick in my mouth and I want him to cum in my mouth. I want to feel him shoot his semen in me, taste it. Looks like I am queer, well it’s certain that I’m queer for my Frankie, no doubt about that.. He sank his mouth onto that soft hardness until his lips circled the base and were buried in pubic hair.

    Frank yelped and thrashed about . “Oh Billy boy, that’s amazing, oh Billy, oh Billy, take it,. take it all…eat my dick Billy. While rubbing Frank’s testicles one of Billy’s fingers slid into the crack of Frank’s butt and brushed against his butt hole. There was a sharp intake of breath from Frank. Billy kept sucking, his finger returned and started playing around Frankies hole. When Frank told him to pull of, he was about to cum, Billy wet the finger and stuck it into Franks butt as far as he could go. Frank screamed and he spewed semen into billy’s mouth, the volume of Franks semen overwhelmed billy, he gagged and semen leaked from his mouth. His own dick shot his cum all over the sheets and Frankie’s thighs and legs. Billy got his nut sucking Frankie’s dick. Frank pulled Billy up- and wrapped him in his arms tightly, still shuddering from his stupendous orgasm.

    “Oh Billy boy, that was the best orgasm of my life. No one could ever take me where you just did. That was the best ever. Just stay with me and we can feel like this forever, Wow! My Billy boy is a born man lover. Such a stud!!”

    “I don’t have a clue how I knew to do what I just did to Frank.” I’d never even seen a porn movie of a dick being sucked. It just came to me naturally.”

    In an off way I was proud, it really was a huge turn on for me to be able to give my Frankie that kind of pleasure. His dick has fascinated me all day now that it was mine too. I just claimed it with what I had done. His dick, his very special dick, created a memory all it’s own today. I would never forget this night, this man, this dick.

    We woke around nine, Frank spooned to me kissed my neck gently as I stirred in his arms stretching and pressing against his body…

    “Morning lover…”

    “Morning Frankie, what a night, you okay?…

    “I’m happier than at anytime I can ever remembe. The person I love most in the world is finally laying in my arms…yes, I’m okay! how about you? Any regrets”

    “Yes, I regret that we didn’t discover this thing between us sooner. I’m sort of in shock to tell the truth. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I would wake up cradled in your arms and wanting you to make love to me over and over again.

    I had to have these feelings for you hidden somewhere in my subconscious mind. I just never dreamed gay sex could be so hot. I want to have you by me and naked all the time. I can’t imagine any thing more than last night. What surprises do you have planned for today, Frankie?”

    “I don’t know, maybe I can think of a few more things to add to our great experiment of things that make Billy boy’s dick hard, that sound alright to you?

    Billy giggled,

    “It was just a few hours ago that I was yelling at you to stop talking about my dick. Now that’s all I want to hear from you. We do need to drive down and take a shower at the Ranger’s station, but first What do you want for breakfast… besides that Frankie”

    After their breakfast and shower the were back at the campsite and had decided to go out in the boat again, and maybe try some fishing. This time they paddled in the opposite direction than last night and soon were casting their lines and fishing. No luck catching anything big enough to eat so they rowed back toward camp, as Frank was pulling the boat out of the water, Cooper and Steve the two guys from last night walked up.

    “Hi guys, been fishing? Steve asked…

    “Yeah, no luck though, must be too warm already, around dawn is the best time to fish. What are you two up to today.”

    Just then Bill came out of the tent walked over and said hi to the guys and came over and wrapped his arms around me and stretched up to kiss my neck. It was like peeing in the bed as a kid. This warm feeling started spreading all over my body, I bent down and pecked his lips lightly, we stood there my arm over his shoulders and his around my waist each holding tightly to the other. I caught Billy staring up at me and he blushed.

    Cooper cleared his throat and said maybe we’d better go back to camp, we don’t want to intrude on you guys.

    ” No, no Billy said, sit down, pay no attention to us.. we like that touchy, feely stuff. Hope you don’t mind. Want a beer anyone? Three voices chimed yes I do” to my beer offer. I got four out of the cooler.

    Frank pulled out a blunt and asked, you guys ready for this.

    “Sure as long as we don’t run you short. last night was the first time in years that we smoked and we sure had a good time after you guys left. We were wondering if you two would like to have dinner with us. Grilled chicken and corn on the cob with a baked potato.”

    “Yes” bill answered, that sounds great. A lot better that more Tuna sandwiches. We’ve got a couple bottles of white wine here, want us to bring them over too”

    Steve laughed “You ever know two gay guys who would turn down free wine!”

    Bill smiled to himself…Not even gay for 24 hours and we’ve been asked to dinner and are taking gifts of wine.

    Cooper looked at Bill and said “

    Bill, what is it, you look like your having a party all by yourself over there.”

    Bill laughed and said” Coop, it’s a long story and maybe I’ll save it for after dinner. There’s something we need to clear up about last night with you guys. We hope you’ll think it as funny as we do, and it may help you understand my odd behavior last night. What time should we be there.

    Cooper said that they liked to eat early especially when camping because that gave them more dark hours to be naked and in bed.

    Bill blushed and Frank grinned, saying that it sounds great to them too. About an hour later a very mellow Cooper and a much less tense Steve wandered off to their campsite. It was still hours before we were due there for dinner so I guess we knew what they were up to.

    Just as I was about to suggest the same to Billy boy, he was tugging on my hand and heading toward the tent…for some reason I thought of my Dad. He had a favorite tape he used to play of this song from the 70’s or 80’s called “Afternoon Delight” and he told me once that it was all about having sex in the afternoon . Wish I could remember the tune now.

    My Billy boy has become an insatiable tiger in bed. He pushed me back on the air mattress and jerked my shorts off and dove into my crotch. This from the guy who 24 hours ago had a fit because I was kidding him about his dick.

    “I know I’ve gone stark raving mad. I can’t get enough of Frankie’s dick. Me, the straight arrow guy from yesterday, craving Frank’s dick in my mouth, my hand, I can’t get enough of how it feels, and the scentl at his crotch drives me wild, I had to be some kind of latent or repressed gay man to be this crazy over having sex with Frankie. Whatever it is, I love it. Just thinking about the feel of his naked, body pressed to mine gets my dick rock hard. I just want to lay in bed naked with him all the time. As I crawled up between his legs I looked up to his face; his crooked little smile and the love in his eyes told me all I needed to know. He wanted me to take him and he wanted it now.

    I fondled his big dick loving the velvety skin covering his hardness. I licked the dewdrop from his tip and ran my tongue around the underside of his glans, bringing shivers to his body. With his glans in my mouth I looked up to his eyes, he nodded slightly and I sank his length into my mouth and throat until my lips were pressed against his pelvic bone. Frank groaned and thrust hard into my throat,. I backed up to the glans and plunged back to his root. Frank was becoming frantic thrusting, moaning crying out my name, he placed his hands in my hair and caressed my cheeks as my head bobbed fasted and faster. Once again I sank down to the root and ground him hard into my throat and his body tensed, rigid and his orgasm rushed out of his dick filling me with his semen as he cried my name over and over.

    Sated for the moment, we lay there with his softening dick in my mouth, my head on his hip and my arms pulling his body closer and closer, Frank reached for me to pull me up so he could kiss me, taste his semen on my tongue and feel our bodies meshed together. As our kiss ended he looked into my eyes.

    “Billy boy, you’re incredible, each time you’ve done that it gets better. You make sex the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever known.”

    Billy grinned sheepishly at him. “Can’t help if Frankie, I love the way your big dick fills my mouth and fills my belly with your cum. I get off on making you cum and call out my name. Just thinking about this big wiener gets me rock hard. Don’t you ever stop having fun with my dick, no matter what I said yesterday, because I’m gonna be having fun with yours that’s for sure. Frank said “speaking of fun with your dick, it’s time I started. Billy smiled and told Frank,

    “Uh Frankie…we may need to wait a bit, okay….I kinda shot my load when you started shooting down my throat…sorry!”.

    “Really, you shot just doing me? Wow that’s hot Billy boy, that’s really hot. And don’t be sorry. That’s just about the biggest compliment I’ve ever received. You getting your rocks because you made me get mine. that’s really a turn on Billy boy.”

    We drove back to the Ranger Station for another shower and were kidded by him about all the showers we were taking. We told him it was the fish smell we had to get off us. He winked and said “yeah, fish, this time of day, go figure`” and winked at us. We dressed in clean shorts and tees and headed over for dinner with Steve and Coop. We got to their site in just a few minutes and Steve yelled out “Ahoy there mateys” again as we got out of the boat. It wasn’t long before we had dinner and were sitting around the fire, bellies full, sipping wine and passing and dragging on a blunt.

    Cooper asked “okay guys, what’s this mystery about last night that you’re going to clear up, huh?”

    Frank looked at me..”This was your idea to tell this so have at it Billy.”

    I blushed and started telling our story to the guys. “When we were here last night we were both really ripped on the weed, and Frank decided to pull my chain and rile me up when you asked how long we’d been together. I don’t know if you noticed how nervous and on edge I was. The reason is that we weren’t gay”. Both Steve and Cooper’s eyebrows shot up and their mouths fell open.

    “The truth is we have been best friends since we were 10 but we were not lovers until we got back to our tent last night”

    Both Steve & Coop had astonished looks on their faces, Steve said

    “I thought something wasn’t quite right last night. When Frank kissed you, there was some tension between you two then.”

    I laughed “tension is putting it mildly, I had never though of having sex with a man and was not believing my ears when this Doofus here told you we were Gay!” He was telling me to play along while he was trying to kiss me, I was too stunned to resist at that moment. We’ve been best friends, go out every weekend looking for women and this butt head tells you we’re gay! Well we had quite q discussion in whispers as we left and then back at our camp we were laughing and cutting up smoking more. I came up with a plan”

    “Yesterday after we went swimming I started getting hard watching Franks dick while he dried his hair, embarrassed and not wanting him to see, I started for the tent. As I passed Frank grabbed the towel from my waist and I was terrified he’s see my dick getting stiff. I made it to the tent, put on some shorts and he starts in about how my dick has grown since he last saw it in Jr. High. I get mad and he tells me he’s just teasing and having fun. I tell him to stop having fun with my dick and immediately knew that I’d said it wrong , but Frank says that he’d have to have fun with it before he could stop. That just made me madder. “I decided that the only way to stop him was to give him back the same treatment so I put on a tank top and flimsy sexy running shorts and got Franks attention. The more I flirted the more he liked it. It wasn’tsupposed to happen that way.

    Finally the beer and the smoke got him sleepy and he went to bed. I stayed by the fire waiting for him to go to sleep. He was sleeping when I entered the tent an I saw that his fly was open and there was his dick again and I stared and got fully hard this time. I couldn’t figure it out and turned away from him and finally got to sleep. The next thing I know, I wake with Frank’s hand on my crotch, just holding my package, not moving. Then my dick starts getting hard. He moves his hand, feeling and checking out my hard dick then comments on its size and wants to know why I’ve kept my dick a secret from him.”

    “Then Frank confessed his love for me and that he had been this way for a couple of years. I was stunned, couldn’t even respond to him. He begged my not to hate him and I just laid there unable to speak. He took it for rejection and rolled over away from me. I pulled him back and told him it was okay, I couldn’t hate him if I tried.

    As I was telling him how I had never had any gay thoughts it dawned on me that I was lying to him. That’s when I told him about getting a hard-on staring at his dick twice.. He started grinning like the Cheshire cat and started an experiment to find out what other things make my dick hard. Trust me, it’s a long list. So to wrap this up. Last night was the first time either of us had had sex with a guy. I can tell you for certain that it will not be the last.

    The best sex of my life prior to last night pales in comparison to what Frank made me feel. I plan on us being up late tonight, I just can’t get enough of him” So you see, we lied to you last night and we are sorry for that, but without that little joke of Frank’s, we might have remained friends but without benefits if you catch my drift. If we hadn’t met you last night it might have taken years for us to make love. So we hope you forgive us, because we will always remember you. Your simple question about how long we’d been together got us started. I hadn’t thought about it but we must have looked like a couple to you or you wouldn’t have asked that question. I Guess we weren’t as straight acting as we thought we were. What matters though is we managed to get together and I am so happy we did.”

    “Wow, that’s quite a tale” Steve said.” A story to tell your grand dogs”

    Cooper added. “If we get too nosy just tell us. But I’m curious, did you do oral or anal or both last night. “Oral only” we both said at once.

    Frank added, we really don’t know what we’re doing. It just sort of comes to me when I stick my face in his crotch.”

    “Well, Frank” Cooper said..”it’s about the same when you stick you face up his ass. It’ll just come to you.” Wait, I’ve got a gift for you, I’ll be right back.”

    Billy and Frank had a quizzical look of their faces as Coop ran back and handed Frank a small brown paper bag. Frank looked in and broke in to a big grin.

    “Thank you coop this is so nice of you, we thank you, from the heart our bottoms”

    Everyone laughed at Franks joke. The bag held a new bottle of strawberry flavored butt lube! Frank looked to Bill smiled and said

    “I’m going to eat you alive tonight Billy boy!”

    As the Sunset deepened we rose to go back to our camp. We thanked them for the Dinner, the gift and for getting us moving toward each other last night. Frank held up the brown bag and said

    “We’ll name the first two after you guys, Steve & Cooper.”

    Bill blushed a very deep red at that comment. We agreed that they would come to our camp tomorrow and eat with us. Gay for half a day and we already have a “gay couple” as friends.

    When we got back to our camp the sun had set and darkness was closing in. The Full Moon was already out and starting it’s trek across the night sky. I lit the firewood and we soon had a comfortable blaze going. Frank brought us beers, picked up a chair and sat it down right beside mine. He sat down and took my hand and just held it, we looked at the moon shining on the water and were quiet.

    Every so often one of us would squeeze the others hand just a bit, reaffirming our connection or raise them up and kiss the back of the others hand. I realized that I was content. There was no where I’d rather be and no one I’d rather be with. A big sigh escaped my chest.

    “What’s up, Babe” “you okay” Frank asked.

    “Frankie, I’m so okay it’s freaking unbelievable. I was just thinking how content I am. This place, the new ‘us’, how much I crave sex with you. I think about that a lot. You are one sexy man. Oops, I’ve started getting hard just thinking about you again.”

    “Well, Billy boy just say the word and I’ll shuck off these shorts and you can stare at my dick as much as you want. Anytime, anywhere. I really like this new sexy side of you. I only hope you keep perving on me. It’s such a turn on for me to have this stud muffin wanting in my pants. You know I’ve always loved you Billy boy, but being ‘in love’ with you is so freaking good. I know what a risk I took telling you how I’ve been feeling for a while now but it was time. And it worked. When you started telling me about staring at my dick I new we were going to be okay. Then after we made love, oh my god, I never dreamed anything could feel that good. Just remember this; I love you Billy boy, you are my Guy.”

    Billy squeezed Frank’s hand while he was talking, He was content and just wanted to get to their bed and be naked with Frankie. He had never been like this, with women, he wanted out of the bed as soon as it was over. He never wanted to get out of bed if Frankie was in it with him. Then he remembered the gift.”

    “Say Frankie? What are we supposed to do with that strawberry stuff Coop gave us, got any ideas?

    “You are kidding me …right Billy boy?”

    “No, I’m not kidding, I don’t know what it’s for. do you?

    “Yeah, Billy boy, I do. I’ll give you a choice, I can tell ya or I’ll show ya, what’s it gonna be? “

    “Well, I know you’re not going to do something that would hurt me so I’m gonna go with ‘Show Me”

    “This is gonna blow your mind Billy boy, I promise. I need to do some things to get ready so smoke on this while I’m away. I need to run down to the Rangers station and the restroom there. You’re not gonna run away or anything are you”

    “Frankie, you’re taking my truck, what am I gonna do row that boat to run away? Beside, If I do any running, I’ll be running to you not away from you. Drive Slowly, I don’t want you getting to know that Ranger any better for a while. He’s kinda hot for an older guy”

    “Older Guy!” he our age or younger I’ll bet”

    “Nah, he’s got to be at least 30, you know, older.”

    Frank grabbed the bag with the lube and headed to the restroom area. Cooper was a gem, in addition to the Lube there was a reminder note that the passive one should prepare himself for penetration. That mean a good cleaning. He wouldn’t have thought of that but it made perfect sense.

    Frank was excited and nervous. He had never thought of having anyone fuck him. He never considered that it could even feel good. But he had been looking at Gay Porn on his laptop since he had been lusting after his Billy boy. He knew how to do it and to expect pain, but he wanted Billy inside him. That thought sent a shiver of anticipation up his spine. Billy’s big fat dick up his ass. Oh that sounded good, Billy inside him..

    Frank had a huge hard on when he got to the restroom area.. On his way back, Frank detoured and drove to Steve and Coopers campsite. They were sitting by their fire kissing as he drove up. At first they thought something was wrong but Frank said all was well. He thanked them for the lube and the note. He just wanted to ask them if there were any first time rules or precautions he should take, he told them that Billy didn’t know it yet but he was going to top Frank in a few minutes. They both put their arm around his shoulders and gave him the necessary pointers.

    He thanked them again and told them that they must exchange numbers before they left. He and Billy wanted to keep in touch with their first gay friends.

    Billy smoked the blunt and thought about the new direction his life had taken. He had to admit, he must have been wanting this but had kept it suppressed. All he wanted to do since yesterday was suck Franks dick, rub their bodies together and kiss him, oh those kisses, Frank’s kisses could get him to do just about anything; He wasn’t sure what this strawberry stuff was for but hoped that he would like it since Frank seemed so eager to show him what they were supposed to do. He heard the SUV roaring up the road and hoped that the Ranger was no where near. They are very strict on the speed limits in the park.

    Frank drove into their camp fairly fast, the truck slid to a stop. He ran over to Billy, grabbed his hand and pulled him up and toward the tent. Inside they both stood facing the other slowing stripping of their clothes and teasing the other and kissing just because they could, soon they were naked. Frank told Billy what he wanted him to do and then Billy knew what the strawberry stuff was for. At first he was hesitant about rubbing this stuff on Frankie’s butt hole and sticking his fingers in, but why was it strawberry flavored? He’d heard of this but never ever believed it was possible how could Frank take his big 10″ dick up his ass.? It just didn’t seem possible. He followed Franks instructions and soon had forgotten his questions and worries. Billy was fascinated with the way Frank felt inside. So hot, so soft. He really got into the lubing and his fingers stretching and probing inside Frankie’s butt..

    Frank looked back at him and said #7) his fingers up Frankie’s butt make Billy boy’s dick hard. Billy chuckled.

    “you are freaking crazy, Frankie, and that makes my dick hard too.”

    Folks we have #8) Frank laughed.

    Frank told Billy he was ready. He turned and lay on his back, told Billy to grab under his knees and push his legs back onto his chest As he did this Frank lubed Billy’s sheathed dick and guided it to his entrance. Frank pushed out and Billy pushed in and soon the head popped through the ass ring.

    Billy Stopped and let Frank relax. Billy leaned over and lightly bit nipple causing Frank to move on the dick up his butt. Billy moved higher and began a long soulful kiss. before it was over Billy felt Franks hands on the backs of his thighs pulling him in. Billy’s eyes got big as his dick slowly slid into Frank’s heat. So hot, so soft, so good. The head of Billy’s dick was alive with new sensations, how could anything feel this wonderful? Frank’s eyes were closed tightly, as Billy descended into him deliciously slow. It seemed like forever before the head slipped past Frank’s sphincter…after that the most incredible sensations gradually enveloped his dick.

    At last Billy’s balls rested atop Frank’s. Billy ground his dick hard into Frank’s groin locking them tightly together. Frank’s eyes flew open, the incredible feeling of .fullness overwhelmed him. He wanted more, he wanted it deeper, harder more, more. Billy withdrew and slid back down to grind his dick into Frank’s ass. Again, then again. Billy fell into a rhythm as old as time, faster, he moved in and out. With a slight shift in his position he unknowingly changed the angle of his assault on Frank’s ass and began ramming the prostate.

    Frank was meeting his downward thrusts, throwing his ass up to meet that cock as it plunged deep onto him. Billy was lost in the feel of his dick up Frankie’s ass. So hot, so soft, the sensations starting at his glans and ran back through his hard as steel dick entering his body and like a star burst going to every nook and cranny of his body, creating a tingling that filled his body and mind like nothing else ever could. Billy pounded into Frank, both were soaked with sweat, and consumed by their passion.

    There was nothing outside their tent, the universe consisted of that small space and the joining of their bodies and souls. Frank had progressed to a crazed state. His center, his core was in his ass, what Billy was doing to him completely amazed him. How , why..it’s like no other sensation. He needed it, he needed more he needed it harder. faster. Oh Billy boy, oh Billy.

    Frank made his need plain enough, Billy grabbed Frank’s ankles, raised on his knees and gave a violent thrust as Frank gave voice to jagged, soulful moans…Frank came alive, riding Billy’s dick he sighed, he moaned, laughed and yelled…”that’s it Billy Fuck me, oh yeah Billy boy fuck your Frankie, fuck me. Then it happened, Billy rushed headlong into climax and joined Frank at the brink. Their ejaculations were nanoseconds apart as they spewed come, Billy’s into Frank’s perfect butt and Frank’s all over their chests, stomachs and a few drops on Frank’s face. Drenched with sweat, lungs burning for want of more air, their minds short circuited by such intense sexual pleasure. they both knew that this was the highlight of their sexual life neither of them had ever experienced an orgasm like this.

    No words or gestures could express what they had felt. They did not know how long they lay in their stupor. As feelings began to return to their mind and body, the first overwhelming sensations was an unimaginable love for their partner. As they gazed into each others eyes they new that somehow that orgasm had They couldn’t speak yet, they settled for desperately holding each other in a tight embrace, as more faculties were restored, a long soulful kiss was shared.

    Some time during that act of making love, there was a profound change, a deeper understanding of what they had become. Billy knew that this union was a gift from Frank, an ultimate expression of love and trust. He knew that he had to give the same gift to Frank. When they both had shared this gift they would be complete. Their love had expanded and magnified. They drifted into sleep each holding the other close so that nothing could take them away, They slept.

    It was almost dark when they roused still exhausted from the mental and physical workout they had experienced. Billy opened his eyes to find Frank’s smiling at him.

    “Hey Frankie, ..what’s happened to us, that was beyond anything I could have ever dreamed. Do all gay guys go around having sex like this all the time? Geez, when the word gets out about this every man on the planet will be lined up for this. WOW!!!”

    “I don’t know Billy boy there must be more to it than just having sex. I think that the ‘love’ part has more to do with it than we know. Whatever…it’s out of this world, huh?”

    “Frankie I was watching your face while we were so intense. Did it really feel as good to you as it showed on your face?”

    “Billy boy, in a word, yes. but there’s no way I can describe the pleasure I felt when your 10” dick was pounding my butt. Nothing in my life has ever felt so good and getting my nut with your hard, throbbing dick up my ass,

    Sex wise, It’s the best, most satisfying feeling I’ve ever had. Billy, you are a born top. One time and you’ve earned your degree in butt fucking. I have a sore but very happy butt right now..”

    “Hey Frankie?”

    “Yeah Babe? “

    #10) your butt hole makes my dick stay hard.”

    ” Well, Billy, I think our great experiment can stop now if you’ll admit it’s not just the weed that makes your dick hard.”

    “Okay, I agree, but can’t we try just one more thing”

    “Sure Billy boy anything you want.”

    “Uh..I..umm Frankie, I uh I want you to stick your dick up my butt too. I need to feel you fucking me. You liked mine in you so much I just know I’ll be the same as you. I love you Frankie, I want you in me Babe.”

    “Sure Billy, we just have to rest up a bit first, okay. You know I’ll do anything you want or that will please you.”

    “Whoa..oh my gosh” Billy said! I almost forgot….the guys are coming over in just a few minutes. What are we going to feed them. How about we go to a real restaurant and have a great meal. I remember seeing one on the way up here, It can’t be more than 20 miles away. Sure that’s fine with me, if they’re up to it.”

    Frank replied. “uh oh, I hear them now Bill”.

    “Hey guys..we’re dressing we’ll be out in a jiffy, get a beer and have a seat..be right there. Frank came out of the tent and Steve and Cooper broke out into gales of laughter…..What?…Frank asked. They couldn’t stop laughing, just the Billy came out and Frank knew why they were laughing. Billy’s and Franks hair was quite a mess, Frank’s Jeans were wrong side out his shirt buttons in the wrong button holes and Billy was just as bad.

    “Wow, Steve remember how it felt that first few days together, that’s whats going on here. Well it’s fairly obvious that you tried out our gift. How did it go boys, no broken bones I trust. I can guess from the looks of you two that you sorta liked it, huh?”

    Billy was beet red from embarrassment, Frank was laughing just as hard as Steve and Cooper.

    “Yeah, it was okay,” Frank said which started Billy to howling with laughter.

    “Okay, …Frank?” I seem to recall higher praise than just ‘okay’ about two minutes ago.”

    Oh well” Frank laughed “it was Fanfuckingtastic.” That suit you Billy boy?”

    “Sure Billy replied, “I just want recognition of my efforts you know.”

    ” I already told you that you earned your Butt Fucking degree first time out.”

    “Yeah you did!”

    “It’s kinda hard to be cool wearing your pants inside out. Have your fun guys cause we sure did have ours. WOW! That was something.”

    “Hey, since we’re such a mess here how would you guys like to go to that Steak House a few miles down the road.” After what we’ve just experienced in that tent, I can’t swear that we’d have our mind on cooking as long as we’re near that tent. We need the rest too.”

    “Sure that sounds great. you guys tidy up and we’ll watch the sunset.”

    “Here this helps to focus” Frank said handing them a blunt.

    We were ready in ten minutes and only needed a quick stop at the rangers station before heading out to eat. The more they were together the more they all liked each other. Steve and Frank had a lot of similar interest as did Cooper and Billy. After the meal they stopped and picked up a few more bottles of wine and returned to camp. They stopped at the guys camp for them to change into sweatpants and pullovers, they were too full to wear tight clothes and belts.

    Back at Frank and bill’s campsite they sat around the fire chatting, drinking beer and smoking blunts. Billy was antsy, wanting to grab Frank and drag him off to bed. He thought about how this trip had changed their lives completely. Sex with Frank was so natural to him now. He realized just how repressed he had been. As enthusiastic as he was now about doing things to Franks body, he was that uptight just two days ago even mentioning their bodies.

    Now when he didn’t have his face in Franks crotch he was thinking about it being there. He kept giving sneaking looks at Frank while he was talking to the guys and Frank wasn’t looking at him. It was still his friend of a couple of days ago. But now it was like Frankie had a Billy magnet in his crotch. Billy was drawn to him without reason, or so he thought. In truth, it was sixteen years of repressed love coming to the surface and releasing the years of his pent up sexual desire for this man.

    This time, just looking at Franks handsome face made Billy’s dick get hard. Frank noticed Billy watching him and his squirming in his seat.

    “Whats up, Babe?” Frank asked…

    “Oh just sitting here perving on you again, can’t help it. You get me hot.”

    Cooper looked at Steve and leaned in kissed him lightly on his lips and said

    “you get me hot too, Steve. I want you to saddle up and ride my butt hard tonight. Seeing these two falling in love makes me remember us and how we couldn’t stay out of the bedroom. Remember how we were. Let’s go ravage each other like the old days. This weed’s got me horned up and I need you to fuck me hard.”

    Just listening to Coop has Steve taking ragged breaths, his eyes glazed over..

    “god yes I remember, thinking back it’s a wonder we survived. Seems like we lived on cum for days. I want that beautiful butt of yours now.”

    “Ahem” Cooper cleared his throat..uh… Frank, Billy …um… we really had a great time, thanks for the terrific dinne …we…uh..need to…well we’re so horny we just gotta go and do our thing. Okay, I see in Billy’s eyes that he’s ready for you Frank.”

    We’ll talk tomorrow, thanks again and good night. Steve and Cooper almost ran back to their camp.

    “Frankie we’ve still got one last experiment to do, remember.”

    “I was just thinking about that Billy boy, tonight your tight little round butt is mine. Ready”

    “god yes, I’m ready..I thought about it all through dinner and sitting here round the fire. Let’s go grab a shower and get back here quick.”

    Back at the camp they undressed and lay together, their naked flesh pressed together sent a shiver through Billy’s body, he was both scared and anxious to try this last new sensation. Watching Frankie’s face as he fucked him for the first time, Billy knew he had to try it. The very thought of Frankie’s dick in his body was enough to make him cum. He fought to calm himself. He lay on his stomach as Frank asked and Frank crawled up between his legs. Franks hands started at his shoulders massaging and touching and kissing. He gradually worked down Billy’s muscular back, rubbing and feeling those lats that veed down to that incredible 29″ waist.

    Frank’s big hands could almost encircle Billy’s waist. Frank stopped and moved his body farther down and now Billy’s perfect, little round butt hovered in front of his face. Remembering what he’d seen in the porno tapes Frank leaned in and lightly kissed one cheek, he blew a breath across those furred cheeks bringing goose-flesh up on each cheek. With one hand on each cheek Frank massaged and rubbed them gently spreading them to see the fur covered opening waiting his arrival.

    Opening the cheeks wider Frank led with his tongue and scored a bulls eye as he speared the wrinkled opening. Billy screamed and nearly jumped off the bed. He wasn’t expecting a tongue to be rimming his hole. In nanoseconds Billy was clawing at the mattress, making noises Frank didn’t understand while his tongue licked and stabbed at Billy’s wrinkled opening. Frank eased up and took the strawberry lube and worked a finger into Billy causing a long ooooohhhhhh to escape his chest. when Frank had three fingers inside him, Billy was getting lose, backing up on Franks Fingers. Frank pulled out and told Billy…”this is why this stuff is flavored babe”…and again heattacked Billy’s ass with his mouth. He managed to suck on Billy’s hole and spear his tongue inside him at the same time. Bill was frantic with these new sensations, who ever could have known that these feelings could come from his butt hole. He had to ask Frank to stop before he shot his load.

    Frank explained how he was going to enter and that there would be some pain but if Billy relaxed there would be pleasure beyond description soon to follow. Billy flipped to his back, Frank pushed his legs up and knee walked his dick to the entrance. More lube, more fingers and he could see on Billy’s face that he’d found the G-spot, Billy was loving his ass being worked over. Nothing had ever felt like this. Frank leaned down to kiss him and began pushing at his entrance. He told Billy to push out and soon the glans of Franks big dick popped through and Billy screamed. Frank held still, kissed him deeply and talked to Billy telling him to relax, how much he loved him, how great this time together was, how lucky he was to have Billy want him,,,then Frank felt a little tug on his thighs. Billy wanted more dick in him. Slowly Frank pushed into the heat and tightness of his Billy boy. Billy’s eyes were clinched shut. His grimace at the pain slowly relaxing. At last Frank was all in, his balls atop Billy’s balls. As he ground his dick in Billy’s eyes flew open, “

    “Ooohhh Jeezus Frankie you’re inside me, I’m so full, you fill me up. you feels so good in me.”

    Billy circled his hips moving on the rigid dick in his ass.

    ‘OOOOHHH YEAH.”

    Frank slowly pulled back all the way to the anal ring then back down as Billy groaned, “aaaaahhhhhh.”

    A few more stokes and Billy was loose. Frank began faster strokes bringing cries from Billy,

    “Faster Frankie, faster. Ohmigod Who knew we could do this? Frankie babe, fuck me baby, fuck me hard Frankie,,,oh fuck it frank, Fuck my butt,,,ohmigod, nothing ever felt this good before, fuck mye baby, don’t ever stop…fuck me forever, Franking…oh god how I love you. my frankie!””

    Frank was at a frantic pace as was Billy. Every thrust down Frank made was met by Billy throwing up his hips and ass to meet the thrust and grind on it. When Frank shifted and began ramming Billy’s prostate he yelled each time Frank touched it. Pre cum had Billy’s dick and stomach slick, Frank leaned in a licked the nectar from his slit and did a quick bob driving Billy’s dick down his throat, Again Billy yelled, Frank kept pounding harder, Billy began to chant, “

    “fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me. Oh Frankie don’t ever stop, fuck me fuck me fuck me…oh babe fuck me fuck me fuck me…FRANKIE!!!! HERE IT COMES! ARRGGHH! OH, OH, OH, UUUUNNNNGGGHHH. FRANKIE I FEEL YOU SHOOTING IN ME!!! I FEEL IT!!!! FILL ME UP . I WANT YOU IN ME FRANKIE, I LOVE YOU FRANKIE, I LOVE YOU. I love you, I love you….Frankie, oh god. Frankie..come here Frankie, come here baby.”

    Frank collapsed on Billy’s chest, Billy’s arms encircled him gently rocking him. “I didn’t know…what…how….oh Frankie…you’re the best….you’re mine Frankie, you’re mine…I love you baby,. you are mine!!

    They slept for hours, the sun was up when they woke. Frank went out and make coffee. He was sitting in his chair looking at the lake and sipping his coffee when Billy’s beautiful face popped out of the tent.

    “There you are…I missed you babe. I don’t like waking up without you there now.”

    “You okay Billy boy”

    “Oh yes, Babe I’m the okay-est I have ever been. You fill me up, complete me, thrill me and finish off by telling me you love me over and over.”

    “That’s heaven to hear you say that Billy boy, Heaven! Knowing and loving you as my friend and best pal for sixteen years and now this. Pure Heaven!”

    Billy stood behind him, hands on his shoulders,

    “I know Baby, I know. There’s nothing I can say about last night. it was beyond everything. Too wonderful. I kinda feel a bit guilty that I got so very much pleasure from you, like it was more that anyone was ever supposed to have.”

    They heard someone call out. “Anyone awake” it was Steve & Cooper.

    Yeah here we are.

    “Good morning, wee I guess there is no crisis Steve”

    Billy and Frank both looked puzzled,

    “We heard screams and a lot of Fuck Me’s over here last night and just wanted to be sure you are okay. So Billy, do you think you’ll eventually get to where you like anal sex?” Cooper asked.

    Frank choked on his coffee,laughing, Billy blushed

    “Was I that loud?”

    “Yep you had a great time. We heard it.”

    Just then the Ranger’s truck pulled in and stopped.

    “Oh god, surely he didn’t hear me all the way down to his station!!”

    The other three were rolling with laughter, Billy was mortified.

    “Morning” the Ranger said. everyone is okay I see. One of the campers on the other side of the lake said they heard something screaming last night, might have been a Bobcat, you guys hear anything?”

    Cooper said, “Yes,it did sound like a large cat, but it was far away from us.”

    “Glad it was far away the Ranger said. Well I must make my rounds, see you guys at shower time.”

    Frank, Cooper and Steve were just about to burst trying to hold off laughing until the ranger was out of sight. When they let loose, Billy had to join in, too.

    “That was funny. Thanks for covering for me Cooper” said Billy. “

    You guys want coffee”

    “No we’d better get back. just wanted to make sure no “Wildcats’ got you guys in the night. We need to say thanks to you too. Watching you two fall in love has sorta given a spark back to us remembering how we felt falling in love. You weren’t the only one screaming Billy, Cooper got in a few good ones too. We had great sex last night too. When will you guys be leaving to go back to your homes.”

    “Early in the morning before dawn” Frank said. Oh, here this is our address and phone numbers we really want to keep in touch”

    “Billy doesn’t know it yet but we will both be moving, but our cell numbers will still be good. We will be getting a place together as soon as possible. Don’t want him wandering off with some stranger. Gotta keep him close to me.”

    “Thanks,” Steve said we feel the same. “Here’s our numbers. You guys drive safely and we’ll call you to come to dinner in a week or so, okay?”

    “You bet”, Billy replied. “We’ll bring the wine and a blunt or too if you like.”

    “Yes, we like” Cooper said. “See you guys soon”

    “I can’t believe they heard me” Billy said.

    “Well what I find hard to believe is that people across the lake heard you”

    Frank laughed. Billy blushed again, Frank pulled him to him, kissed him with a long soulful kiss then said…

    “Billy boy, you can scream all you want. I’ll take care of any complainers”

    “So Frankie, you want us to live together, huh?”

    “Yes I do! Don’t you?”

    “Oh yeah, almost as much as I want to drag you back into the tent right now. You know you’ve created a sex maniac don’t you?”

    “I guess it just one of those things that we have to put up with, “I’m

    ready, take me to your bed, you maniac.”

    To be continued.


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  • Peter the Great

    I’ve been fucked before! But never like this. I was cruising last night on my favourite hook up site when Peter – a young man of 26 that I hadn’t heard from in more than 2 months IMd me asking if he could come over. I had lent him some money the last time we were together and honestly thought I would never see that money again and had serious doubts if I would ever see Peter. I know he never would have asked me for the cash if he didn’t really need it. His family had all but abandoned him financially and emotionally. I am far from a wealth man but when I see a young person in need I want to help – call it my fatherly instincts.

    I wasn’t looking for anything (kind of tired from earlier in the week *_* ), but when he contacted me asking to come over, memories of our times together came flooding back. That and his supple young body made me accept his request. Peter is a tall 6’1″ 150lb slender (you might even call him skinny) young man with a huge 8+” thick cock and a gorgeous ass – the kind that you can dive into and just spend all day rimming. His smooth body is the thing that dreams are made of and make grown men swoon and want to take him into their arms and hold and explore for hours on end.

    The funny thing is I am not really his type – he prefers guys his own age or at least close to. I don’t even remember how we first met but whenever he initiates contact I always respond. The times we have done anything sexual it is almost always with just me sucking his cock and rimming his ass – I can be fine with that because those are two of my favourite pass times. Surprisingly on the last occasion we were together he wanted to get fucked despite the fact he considers himself a top. Of course I was more than willing to fill his desires to explore new frontiers. There have been a few times when we have been together and we find another to share; usually someone more to his profile desires and often times I sit and watch or simply caress body parts while they fuck like rabbits. I do enjoy the live sex shows!

    When Peter came into my new apartment my cock began to stir – he looked as good as he ever did; maybe better. In the past when we got together we were always in somewhat of a hurry but now since I have separated from my wife and in my own place, time was not a concern. We sat and talked for over an hour just catching up – nothing sexual was even mentioned. Peter is very intelligent and I love to hear his views of the world. I actually think this may be his attraction to me; the fact that I can just sit and talk and listen. After talking for what really only seemed like minutes he connected his computer to my large 43″ plasma TV and put on some of his downloaded porn for us to enjoy. Then he asked if we could look for someone to join us from squirt. There were a number of guys that returned out IMs but it already being past 10 at night it seemed hard to get anyone that wanted to come over. Finally we found another young man in the area and he was closer to the demographics Peter normally looks for though a few years older.

    Bruce knew the score when he came in – that is that Peter wanted to get fucked and I might or might not join in; in some capacity. Bruce though nice looking was no Peter but what he did have is a large thick un-cut cock. We began by sitting watching the hot porn as it unfolded and I felt up Peter’s smooth trim body getting more and more aroused. I didn’t want Bruce to be left out so while Peter watched in amazement I moved over and swallowed every thick tasty inch of Bruce’s cock getting it nice and wet and ready to fuck my young friend’s ass. His eyes were rolling back in his head as I bobbed up and down on his turgid piece. After some time I feared he might be getting too close to coming so reluctantly came off. Peter decided to take over where I left off and leaned over Bruce leaving those lushes cheeks exposed. Naturally I did what I enjoy so much and that is I started to rim his tasty slightly musky ass. I looked up and saw Bruce enjoying Peter’s efforts and the moans and squirming of Peter’s ass on my probing tongue told me my efforts were not going unappreciated.

    Bruce must have been getting close to cumming as he forced Peter off his cock and lay down on the floor inviting Peter to mount him. I sat there and watched that big cock disappear inside Peter’s wet tight ass and marvelled that such a specimen could fit into such a small opening. Peter began to ride him while I allowed my fingers to roam over their two heaving bodies – touching Peter’s ass at just the point of entry and playing with Bruce’s hairy nut sack. My other hand tweaked Peter’s nipples and ran over his taut belly and slight pecs. After some time they decided to change positions and Peter got on all fours offering his ass up for Bruce to assault.

    I continued to touch and feel the sweaty bodies as their moans and groans filled the room finally deciding to just sit back and watch the show while I jerked my own pre-cum soaked dick. I knew Bruce wasn’t going to last long in that tight boy pussy after all I had travelled that road before. As he fucked in and out I could see the contorted look of his face that warned of the impending orgasm. With one last loud grunt Bruce filled Peter with his load and I could see that it was felt by its recipient. Bruce soon excused himself to go and shower while Peter and I sat and continued to jerk our cocks. I so wanted to pounce on his dick but knew he needed some time to come down from his euphoria of just being fucked by this stud.

    When Bruce re-emerged the three of us sat around again for more than an hour talking about everything and anything until Bruce decided he had to go. I had already told Peter he could stay for the night if he chose and he wasn’t ready to go anywhere – yet. Peter and I continued to sit around watch porn jerking and searching squirt to see if there were any others that wanted to join us. At now past 3 in the morning the pickings were slim and I was getting tired. (Not as young as I used to be) I told Peter I was going to bed and he was welcome to join me or he could stay out and continue to watch porn and surf – he chose the latter.

    I drifted off to sleep for how long I don’t know. I felt Peter nuzzle up to me in bed as his arm swept over my torso. It felt nice to have his hard cock nestled between our naked bodies. I glanced over at the clock it was 4:30 in the morning. I pushed back into his warm body. I could have been happy just sleeping like this but I knew he wanted to fuck me – I wanted it too. I’ve been fucked before but it has been a long time and never by someone quite as large. When I say that I’ve been fucked that isn’t completely true – I’ve had a cock in my ass but it never usually lasts long. I’ve watched Peter fuck others before and know he has the stamina worthy of his youth. We didn’t even speak as he greased up my ass – I could feel he was already prepared. With his hand draped over my torso and holding onto my belly he forced himself in with surprising ease. I was in heaven; Peters cock filled me like no one had ever done before. His hard cock truly felt like it was made for my ass – it/he felt like he completed me.

    Slowly Peter began to fuck my ass thrusting himself in and out of my not so well used butt. I began to push back onto him as he retreated with each piston like movement. I didn’t want that amazing cock to escape my loins. He was tender and violent and loving and animalistic all at the same time. He couldn’t seem to get enough of my ass and I couldn’t get enough of that hard prick. I was jerking on my cock allowing the pre-cum to soak the bed sheets beneath us. It seemed to go on forever and I never wanted it to end.

    We shifted positions now so that I was on my back. Peter re-entered me and I could see the look on his face of sheer bliss a look of lust filled his eyes as he picked up his onslaught on my tender hole. I was taking great pride in the pleasure that I could see sweep over his angular face as his short hair was now soaked with sweat as it dript to my torso. I wanted this to go on all night and it seemed like it had already. I felt the first volley of his seed as it splashed deep inside me before I saw the wide eyed mouth agape silent scream from my young lover. This gorgeous satyr that had long been my desire had finally fucked me truly like I needed to be – like no other had ever before him.

    As we drifted off to sleep I looked at the clock again and it was just after 6 now. Peter had been fucking me for almost an hour and a half and it seemed like mere moments had slipped by. I fell asleep with a smile on my face and Peter in my arms hoping for a repeat performance. I had not cum all night but could care less I was far more satisfied than any orgasm could have meant. When he left in the morning every penny I had loaned him was on my dresser.


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  • Gym Workout

    Moving to a new florida for university left me with very few choices to encounters such as the one with sean again. It wasn’t that I had a lack of chances but the fact that in university news travels fast which could have put me in danger of being ousted so I completely let my horniness be treated by random sluts from the university where in a state of drunkenness I would be being fingered rather than the one boning the chicks. Thankfully though none of the girls were sober enough to ever remember,

    however coming back to the subject, one of my new pals at the university; scott, was my new crush however the cute guy type crush nothing for me to be all horny over. He was jus a bit chubby which sometimes put me off, but hey not all the guys in the wold are gonna be perfect greek gods. So scott coincidently lived int h same area as me, and we had never met before. When summer vacations finally came about, scott and me went back home and started seeing hanging out a lot. I had even went to his home but never noticed any siblings so I assumed he must be a single child.

    One day scott called me saying he had got the new modern warfare ps3 game and wanted me to come over to play with him, attempting to get closer to scott I had to jump at every chance to hang out so I agreed immediately.

    Going to his home, I was now such a frequent visitor that I didn’t even have to knock on the door, I went straight into his room and lo and behold guess who was playing he game with scott. Sean was sitting there playing with scott.

    Once the initial greetings were exchanged I found out that sean was scott;s brother who also went to university in new york and had just graduated this year completing his bachelors.

    I couldn’t help but keeping my boner the whole time I was playing at scott’s even after sean left to catch up with some of his buddies.

    So casually I asked scott in conversation wether sean had any girl and scott’s immediate reply was no, saying that sean was too much into his career path to date girls although he brought the random girls over christmas home but none of them were serious enough.

    The next day I went to scott’s home again unannounced to discover that scott had gone on a date but sean was all for playing games without even a hint about our sexy encounter in the gym.

    He acted as if he never knew me before scott introduced us.

    It had ben hours since we’d been playing games on the ps3 and listening to songs when sean finally got up and asked me if I wanted to eat anything I said sure, completely over the fact that sean even remembered me now.

    When sean came back he set a plate full go heated pizza slices front he night before and sat down on the bed beside me. Slowly he put his hands over m shoulder and kissed my neck.

    You could guess my reaction, I totally freaked out!!!!

    I couldn’t understand what I felt, horny, excited he remembered me, scared that scott might walk in on us and also a bit mad that he didn’t mention anything at all before.

    However the sexy’s eyes were too mesmerizing for me to let go and I returned the kiss passionately. Suddenly remembering that scott might come back any moment, I asked him if he was sure it was safe since someone might walk in on us, he told me that all the doors were locked so no one could get in unless he let them in. We had the home to ourselves since his parents had also gone out.

    We had a lon conversation and make out sessions as well in between explaining all that we’ve been doing since and catching up. We finally agreed to take it slow reason being scott and it being a late night full of drunkenness, so it was best if played safe rather than hurry. However we didn’t stop at that we agreed to meet up the next day alone at a cheap motel and finish what we had started 2 years ago.

    After all pounding each others ass did not account for passionate sex in our books but rather a fuck session. We wanted the real deal this time, to make love rather than a bathroom stall fuck.

    Scott conveniently came in right after we made our deal but he and his girlfriend were drunk and obviously needed the room. Upon me exiting the room , I could immediately hear scott pounding his girl like a rabbit and her screams were enough a cue that if I didn’t leave soon me and sean might do something in our horni-ness that we might regret later if someone found out.

    I left sean’s house, but not before a passionate long kiss from sean on the balcony. I just had a feeling that this time will not be a quick fuck session but something much more meaning full……

    Till next time


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  • The Club initiation

    Dino pulled into The Club parking lot on his bicycle, his trim frame moving muscularly on the pedals as he came to a stop, his ponytail lying down across one shoulder. He had heard about this club from a friend of his, Marcus, and decided he had to check it out. He parked the bike on the rack outside the revolving doors and walked in.

    The lobby was clean, spacious, well-carpeted and full of plants. A well-dressed younger man sat behind the counter, typing on a computer and looked up at him through his glasses as he approached him.

    “Um, hello. My name is Dino and-“

    “Let me guess” he said, breaking into a warm smile. “This is your first time here?”

    “Yes, it is. And it’s not quite what I expected”.

    “We get that a lot” he chuckled. “We’re not some fly-by-night group nor a bunch of shabby trench coat-wearing pervs. This place is more… gentile. Would you like a short tour? I can see if Thom isn’t busy?”

    Dino thought about it for a moment, then replied, “Sure. I’m done working for the day”.

    “Oh” he said as he dialed the extension. “What do you do?”

    “I’m a burgeoning author. I write children’s books, sci-fi, horror fiction, fantasy, etc”

    “Erotica?” he teased, smiling.

    “Um, sometimes” Dino said, blushing slightly. “But that’s been mostly… personal.”

    “Sometimes that’s the best kind. And here he is. Thom? This is Dino and he would like a tour, if that’s possible?”

    Dino and Thom looked over each other, sizing each other up. Dino saw a muscular but not overly so tall man in his early fifties, maybe, sporting a well-trimmed goatee and salt and pepper hair, wearing an expensive suit as if he had been born to it. Thom saw a very tall man with long black hair in a pony tail, dressed in expensive biking shorts and shoes with a dual-layer top revealing just enough of what appeared to be developed pecs. Dino had two piercings, one on each side, in his nose but had no other visible ones.

    Thom smiled and beckoned Dino to follow him. They walked down a short hallway and entered an open door into what was obviously his office. Thom sat behind the desk in the big leather chair while Dino sat in the more sparse but still comfortable chair in front of the desk.

    “Can I say something first?” Dino asked hesitantly.

    “Sure, go ahead.”

    “Well… I guess the only way to say it is to say it bluntly. I’m

    just eighteen. My birthday was this week.

    “I know” Thom said, calmly. “You’re not our first birthday boy to check out the club and we have many members who are… like yourself.”

    “Oh, okay” Dino said, with obvious relief. “I just wanted to make sure I could… I could fit in”.

    “Sure” Thom said, handing Dino a laptop. “Could you fill out these introductory questions while I go see if the tour rooms are ready? It won’t take you long. It’s not too invasive, I hope. Mostly medical questions, dates for being tested, etc. We run a clean place here.”

    “Sure” Dino said, taking the laptop and opening it up. He got up from the desk and walked out of the office, saying he’d be back very shortly.

    ‘Hmmm’, Dino thought as he typed out the answers to the questionnaire he’d given him. ‘Not too invasive, no, but lots of questions on fetishes. And the usual identification data. Of course, with the type of club, that’d be a given.’ Dino worked on the questions for a few moments, but began being aware of an increasing feeling of being watched. He looked around the office but saw no obvious two-way mirrors or cameras and went back to his typing.

    About fifteen minutes after Dino had answered the questions and set the laptop on the desk, Thom came back into the room with the young man from the front desk. The young man picked up the laptop as Thom motioned for Dino to get up and follow him.

    “The first room is right across the hall here” Thom said, opening the door into a larger, well-lit room. On hooks on the walls were varying types of paddles, handcuffs, ball gags and other restraints. “This beginner’s tour won’t cost you anything except a little time.”

    Dino walked to the wall with the paddles and stood there as he fingered one for a moment, lovingly, then turned his attention back to the obvious centerpiece of the room. It was a saddle of sorts, on a pedestal somewhat over three feet tall, clearly designed to hold someone on top of it. There were straps and buckles and rings and all sorts of things hanging off from it. He bent sideways and looked underneath. It had a sort of pedestal that could be raised up and down and the saddle itself appeared to be on a large spring, designed so that the saddle could lean forward, back, from side to side or in just about any direction. When he stood back up, he noticed a large screen TV in front of the saddle.

    “What’s that for?” Dino asked.

    “Sometimes the … participant on the saddle likes to watch themselves”. He watched him for a moment, a bemused look on his face, then asked,

    “Would you like to try the saddle out, just for fit? It wouldn’t cost anything and wouldn’t take but a second”.

    Dino hesitated, then said, “Why not? That’s what I came here for, isn’t it, to check things out?”

    He stepped up on a low stool, obviously placed there for that purpose, then leaned over the saddle. It even had four extension pieces to help rest the base of the arms and legs. He slid around for a moment, then rested his chin on the chin rest in the front, relaxing as he shifted slightly, checking for fit. The middle of the saddle was open, obviously built so as to not crush a woman’s breasts… or allow access to them.

    “I’m a little long for it, aren’t I?” he asked, turning his head to look at Thom as he walked around behind him.

    “Possibly. Let’s put on the straps and see if it fits.”

    In a moment he had the straps buckled on, leather straps like belt buckles, snugging him to the saddle like a second skin. He couldn’t move any part except his head and his arms and legs below the elbow and knees.

    “Can you move?”

    “No, I can’t. It fits really well.”

    “Are you sure you can’t move?” Thom asked, a strange catch in his throat.

    “No, like I said, I can’t. It fits well. Can I get down now?”

    “Oh, no” Thom said, smiling. “We’re just beginning. You see, I told you that the tour wouldn’t cost you anything and I wasn’t quite… truthful”. He took a box down from one of the shelves and opened it up, taking out a long sharp-bladed dagger.

    Dino’s throat caught. “You’re- you’re not going to use that on me, are you?” he asked, trembling slightly in fear.

    ‘This? Oh, no” Thom said. “On your questionnaire, you said you couldn’t accept bloodplay. You said nothing about edge play, though”.

    “My questionnaire?”

    “Yes. the information age is so efficient. We’ve already checked on your test dates and so on and everything came up, clean”.

    Thom took the knife and slid it lovingly, slowly, up the back of his thigh, then in one quick sharp movement, slit Dino’s biking shorts wide open, exposing his buttocks. He then took the knife and sliced his shirt up the back, cutting through it like flimsy paper.

    “We’ve got suitable clothing for you when you leave. However, this will make the … rest of the club feel more appreciative.”

    “Rest of the club? What rest of the club?” Dino asked, eyes wide.

    Suddenly a door in the wall opposite where he came in opened up and a group of men began filing in, clad only in boxers. Tall men, shorter men, black men, white men, till the room was fairly full of them.

    “This rest of the club. You see, Dino, in order to join our club, there is an… initiation of sorts.”

    While Thom talked, Dino saw one man drop his boxers to the floor then walk behind him. Suddenly he felt hands on his buttocks, lifting them up as if for inspection then parting them slightly. At the same time, one of the men in front of him dropped his shorts and then walked up to directly in front of him, his already stiffening cock right in front of Dino’s face.

    “Initiation? What is the-” Dino’s words were cut off abruptly as the man in front of him grabbed his ponytail and shoved his cock into Dino’s mouth. He gagged for a moment, not able to breathe, then tried to get air in around his cock as he began pumping in and out of his mouth. At the same time, Dino felt his buttocks lifted up, then a cock slammed deep inside him, hurting him, filling him, making him moan around the engorged penis he was trying to suck so he could get more air.

    “Why, the initiation is simply this, Dino.” Thom looked around the room for a moment, then back at the man wildly gyrating on the saddle, his hands and feet flailing in obvious distress, his body shuddering under the impact of the two men.

    “There’s about fifteen men here. Take them all, satisfy them all, swallow them all and you get the first month of membership free. Let one drop of cum fall to the floor, however, and you will be barred from membership. Either way, however, the men will not stop until they’re done.”

    After a minute of watching the men fuck Dino on the saddle, he saw that the man in front was very close to cumming. He grabbed Dino’s head and shoved it down on the man’s cock, gagging him, filling his cheeks with cock as the man began to explode inside his mouth. Dino swallowed every drop of the salty fluid, however and then, swallowing the last drop, looked up just as the man who’d been behind him walked in front of him, slid off the condom he’d been wearing and shoved his cock into his wet mouth. Less than a minute later, he also came and he also swallowed it all.

    After catching his breath for a moment, Dino looked up at him, cum still on his lips and smiled slightly.

    “I can do this”Dino said, his voice a little husky. “It’s not my first time sucking cock”.

    “Oh, Dino, that’s not the answer you should have given.” He pushed a button on the side of the television screen and it lit up, replaying what was obviously a camera video of Dino getting fucked by the two men.

    “You see, we like our members to be submissive here and you’ve not quite gotten the hang of it, yet. So the entire club membership that’s here now and not otherwise busy will come down and partake of our newest potential member.”

    “Entire club?” Dino said timidly as the next two men stepped up to the saddle, one behind and one in front. They gave no warning and just began ramming their cocks into his, front and back.

    Thom leaned down to stop the man in front for a moment and whispered into Dino’s ear without letting the cock out of his mouth.

    “Yes, the entire club. About forty members free at the moment, I think”.

    Dino stood up and the two men began fucking him again, the man in back ramming his cock so hard into him that his ass raised up off the saddle with each stroke, the man in front with a firm grip on his ponytail and pumping into his mouth so deep he was almost putting his balls into his mouth as well. He walked toward the doorway and through it, pausing for a moment just before he shut the door.

    “Fuck him till he’s full. Then fuck him some more”. Thom shut the door and walked away. The muffled moans, swallowing and gagging sounds as the men lined up in front of Dino to take their turn emptying themselves into him. They wanted to let Dino know that that he would not forget this first visit to The Club for a long, long time.

  • First Job

    Cory, my boss, had me working with him at his house. One thing leads to another and we end up in bed with me telling him I’ve never been with another guy before. He teaches me to kiss and soon is taking it to another level.

    Now to continue with the story…………

    After telling Cory to do what he wanted, he kissed me again then ever so gently began to kiss and lick his way down my body. I had never had any type of sex with a man and to be honest, I was loving it.

    He kissed and licked my neck then moved to my chest. When he reached my nipples, he sucked gently on one while massaging the other between his finger and thumb. I moaned loudly at the pleasure.

    After working both nipples, he licked his way lower, pausing at my navel then continuing lower. He reached the base of my cock and licked around it before moving to my balls.

    Changing his position, he got between my spread legs and lowered his head, gently sucking my right nut into his mouth. I arched my back and moaned. After a few moments he moved to the left one and sucked it gently. I was moaning almost continually.

    He stopped sucking my balls and slowly and gently began raising my legs and pushing them up and onto my chest. I feared he was going to fuck me and I wasn’t sure I was ready for that this soon.

    “Hold them for me,” he said. I did, and as I looked down I saw his face disappear just as an electrical charge shot through my body from his tongue licking my hole.

    “MOTHER FUCK!” I exacted loudly. He licked it a second then a third time before drilling his tongue as deep as possible into it.

    “Fuck yea!” I said in a softer voice.

    He ate my ass for several minutes before going back to my balls for a short time. Then, gently lifting my cock, he began licking up the bottom side and as he reached the tip, he quickly licked up the precum flowing from the slit.

    Then, I watched as he slowly swallowed my entire cock. As he buried his nose in my pubic bush, I felt the tip of my cock ease down his throat. Again, I moaned.

    Slowly at first, he began sucking my rock hard cock. Never had I been this hard before or felt such pleasure. It felt awesome and I loved it. He soon picked up his speed and was quickly bringing me to a roaring climax.

    As my climax neared, I began breathing heavily. Then when it was inevitable, I called out, “I’m close, Cory. I’m about to shoot. Oh fuck, man, it’s almost there. FUCK! I’M CUUUUMMMMIINNGG! I yelled as my cock exploded violently into his eager waiting mouth.

    As my climax subsided, he gently milked every last drop from my cock. Through cloudy eyes, I watched as he looked at me, smiled, and slowly swallowed my load.

    “Fantastic!” he said as he lay back beside me. “You doing okay?”

    “Of fuck! I think so. I’ve never climaxed like that before. That was awesome.”

    “Only a man can totally satisfy another man,” he said.

    “I certainly can believe that.”

    I’m glad you enjoyed it, because I sure did. I’ve wanted to do that since I hired you.”

    “Well, boss, you can do it again anytime you want to,” I said before leaning over and kissing him. I could taste the remnants of my cum in his mouth and liked it.

    After the kiss he smiled and asked, “Want to take a break?”

    “Yea. I need to recover after all that.”

    We went to the pool and relaxed as we drank a beer.

    He looked at me and asked, “Do you have a problem working for a guy that will always be hot or your body?”

    “Not in the least,” I replied with a smile.

    Before long we headed back to his bedroom and the beer had relaxed me and given me some nerve. We lay on the bed and kissed and I began doing to him what he had previously done to me.

    I worked my way down to his balls and gently sucked them. Then, after raising his legs, I took a deep breath and went for it. I began licking his hole as he moaned. Then, I began drilling him with my tongue. Surprisingly, I didn’t fine it repulsive. Instead, I found it erotic and exciting. I totally enjoyed doing it.

    I soon moved to his cock and began sucking him and taking as much as I could. After a few tries, I managed to swallow it all. I worked on his as he had done me and soon brought him to a climax. He warned me that he was close but I kept sucking. Seconds later he gasped and his cock exploded into my mouth. I collected it all savoring the taste and found that I loved it. As I pulled off, I looked at him and swallowed.

    After laying back beside him and kissing him he asked, “How the fuck did you know what to do?”

    “Well, first i copied what you had done,” I said, then told him about what i had seen my roommate in college and his friends do in front of me.

    “I won’t give you their names because they are fairly well known in the sports world and I promised to keep their secret.”

    “I respect you even more for honoring your word,” he said, “but would they happen to be in the sports world?”

    “Yes, and I won’t say any more.”

    “I don’t want you to.”

    We cuddled for a while before he asked, “Mark, would you like to sleep with me tonight? If not, I’ll understand.”

    “I’d like that, Cory,” I replied.

    he turned out the lights and we cuddled together, soon falling to sleep.

    The next morning I awoke to the feel of him kissing my cheek lightly.

    “Good morning,” I said, pulling him to me and deep throat tongue kissing him.

    After he kiss, he smiled and said “Wow, what a morning greeting. Good morning to you, too.”

    We cuddled and I wanted to suck him again, mainly to see if I still liked it of if maybe it had been the beers. When i started down on him he had me wait until he had flipped around into a sixty-nine position. we sucked each other eagerly and climaxed seconds apart. I know then that it wasn’t the beers. I enjoyed it just as much as the night before.

    We showered and ate breakfast then did some work. We were finished by noon and went for a swim. Afterward, he asked me to fuck him which I did. His ass was so hot and tight.

    Then to his surprise, I asked him to fuck me. He told me of the pain Id experience before it turned to pleasure. I said to do it.

    Before long, he was easing his cock into my ass. The pain was beyond anything I had ever experienced but eventually turned to pleasure. As he drew near his climax, I was enjoying it and wanting him to fill my ass with his love potion. He soon did and I loved it.

    We later had another sixty-nine, before I left and returned to my apartment.

    The next morning at work we passed each other in the hall with just a normal ‘good morning’.

    After lunch, his secretary called my office saying he needed me in a meeting in his office at two. I wondered if it was really a meeting or if it was for sex.

    At two sharp, I arrived and was sent into his office. Inside with him was another man in his late forties or early fifties. After telling me to shut the door, he introduced the man to me as John Jacobs, the owner of the company I had worked on over the weekend.

    “Mark, would you please go over what you found for Mr. Jacobs?”

    “Yes, sir.”

    I went over everything showing him all the documentation and where the difference had been transferred to a separate account.

    “I just can’t believe Sam would do that but here’s the proof,” he said.

    Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. His secretary entered saying the district attorney had arrived. I went over everything with him and he said he wuld start proceedings and have the man arrested and charged with embezzlement.

    Mr. Jacobs said he would contact his insurance company to recover his loss and would be in touch.

    “Cory, when his is all settled, I’ll have a nice surprise for you and this young man. He’s something special.”

    “Yes, I know,” Cory replied. Mr. Jacobs just smiled at him.

    On Thursday, Cory called my office and asked, “Want to come over for the weekend?”

    “Does a bear shit in the woods?” I replied.

    Laughing loudly, he said, “Bring a change of clothes to work tomorrow and follow me home.”

    “Will do.”

    I did and we had dinner then sex. Then a swim then more sex. Then a shower and cuddling. On Saturday, we had more sex most of the day before going out to dinner. Sunday was more sex.

    Before I left on Sunday, he laughed and said, “Damn it Mark, I do think I’ve unleashed a male nympho. You are unreal.”

    “Maybe I’m just making up for lost time.”

    “Oh, don’t get me wrong. I couldn’t be happier.”

    That night, I got home and called Seth. We had kept in touch, and I came out to him and filled him in on everything. He said the whole time we roomed together he was wanting to have sex with me.

    “If you get time off and are this way, we can fulfil that wish,” I told him.

    “Believe me, I’ll hold you to that offer.”

    Cory and I spent every weekend together, getting closer and closer.

    The embezzlement trial came up and I had to testify. Sam was convicted and received a lengthy sentence.

    A few days later I was again called to Cory’s office. I was informed that I was being promoted to Chief Accountant. I was given an office connected to Cory’s.

    Then a month later we had another meeting with Mr. Jacobs.

    He presented Cory with a bonus check of fifty thousand dollars and then turned to me and handed me a check. “This is a token of my great appreciation.”

    I looked at it and it was for twenty five thousand dollars. I nearly passed out right there in front of them.

    “Also,” he said, “I’ll pick you two up at Cory’s on Saturday morning at ten. I’m taking you two to my private island for a week. I’ll just stay one night then send the jet back for you when the week is over.”

    We thanked him and after he left, Cory said, “I should have told you sooner about him.”

    “Told me what?”

    “He’s gay also but only has sex with guys under twenty-nine. All he wants to do is service them. He’s expecting you to share his bed that first night and let him suck you all he wants and make love to your body. He’ll want your cock in his ass and mouth. You won’t have to suck him.”

    “Hey, for twenty-five thousand he can do anything he wants to me,” I replied.

    “You slut!” Cory said, laughing.

    Mr. Jacobs picked us up and we few to his private island. Once in the air, he said, “I’ve had the boats gassed up for you and the house stocked with food. The staff has been given the week off so you will be there all by yourselves. I’m sure you two can figure out how to use the radio if you need anything.”

    We arrived and the three of us went to the main house while the flight crew went to a smaller cabin. That night, I spent in bed with Mr. Jacobs. I found out he wanted me to dominate him, telling him what to do for me. I did, but couldn’t wait for him to leave.

    Finally, Cory and I were all alone on the island. Nude, we went for a walk along the beach, hand in hand.

    On Tuesday as we sat on the beach he asked, “Mark, how would you like to move in with me. I’d love having you around and not just for sex. We have so much in common.”

    We did have a lot in common and I was thrilled at the offer and readily accepted.

    “Keep in mind that we’d both be free to have sex with others if we so chose to.”

    “Absolutely,” I replied.

    “Great,” he said. “I’m tired of living alone.”

    We returned and I moved in with Cory. A month later I got a call from Seth. He was going to visit. I informed Cory of my guest and he was anxious to meet him.

    When I introduced Cory to Seth, Cory smiled and said, “Fuck it all, man. You’re the best quarterback in the NFL, and hot as hell besides.”

    I had my first sex with Seth that night and it was awesome. On his second night, he suggested a three way with us and Cory. Cory loved it.

    The three of us went to dinner and as we ate, Cory said, “I have an announcement to make. I waited until Seth was here to make it. Mark, I’m making you Executive Vice President, second only to me.”

    “Cory, you have employees that have been with yo longer than I have. I’m sure one of them is just as qualified.”

    “Maybe so, but I trust you to look out for the company more than I do them. Yes, I’ll piss some off and some may quit but if they can’t accept my decisions then I don’t need them.”

    Seth left and on the following Monday Cory made the announcement. There were some hard feelings but no resignations.

    Cory and I slept together almost every night unless we had gone to a bar and one of us had met another guy for sex.

    On the first anniversary of my moving in with Cory, he said he needed to talk to me.

    We sat by the pool after dinner and he began with, “You remember me telling you that the empty closet in my room was for that someone special that I wanted in my life forever?”

    “Yes, I do. You said you had someone in mind.”

    “I did, and still do. Mark, you’re going to have to move.”

    “Sure, I understand it might be awkward to have me living here with someone else here.”

    “No. What I meant was you have to move your things from your bedroom into that closet. I want you to be my life partner.”

    “Oh, Cory, yes! Fuck yes!” I replied.

    Together, we moved my things into ‘our’ room.

    Cory has now made me a forty-nine percent partner in the company and we have come out to the employees that we are life partners and they all accepted us well.

    Seth still visits and we have hot three ways. He even has a key to the house in case he arrives when we’re not home and has the code to the gate and alarm.

    My first job appears to be my only job. I couldn’t think of leaving the company or Cory. I love him more than life itself.

    THE END


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  • Riding Out the Hurricane

    Shit, shit, shit.

    I was trying to get out of Key West on my Harley and chances were I would end up in Cuba doing the Dorothy thing in Wizard of Oz since a hurricane was heading straight for my ass and ‘getting out of Key West’ meant driving east for three hours through the Keys before I could get to any real land.

    Yesterday afternoon, I heard there was a tropical storm way to the south supposedly heading far west so I didn’t even think about it as I headed out to the bar to find a hot hairy stud who was major league hungry for a muscle boy with a big dick and fitting the bill enough to satisfy the slut, we ended up closed up in his place for the night and a big portion of the day before he begged to be left alone, although with a very satisfied smile on his face.

    I wish I could pat myself on the back for being such a stud, but the fact is I’ve been transformed by a dude a couple of years ago which changed me into this two hundred pounds of rock hard muscle who has the sexual equipment and stamina that any red blooded queer would appreciate.

    I brought some things to the table, but it keeps any ego in check when I fuck my way through wherever I’m at.

    A hot shower later, I was on my motorcycle ready to leave town with the wind picking up and the rain starting to hit, not quite a downpour yet, when a cop pulled me over to give me the lovely news the tropical storm was now a hurricane heading straight this way.

    Fuck.

    The cop had one of those plastic ponchos on and the only thing I could tell was that he was big, had a short trimmed beard probably around forty and even with the news, rain, and everything else I found myself hardening up as I sat astride my bike trying to figure out what to do.

    “It’s time for me to go to ground as well, and I was going to head over to a warehouse not too far from here and if you’re interested, you can follow me and we can park your motorcycle inside and you’ll see it’s a brick building on a little higher ground so we should be able to ride it out without any problems.”

    I nodded since I really didn’t have a fucking choice, so the dude jumped in his car with me following behind and within a few minutes we pulled up to a big door that opened up with the two of us rushing in since the rain and wind was beginning to pick up and once inside I helped the dude close the door behind us.

    The door was heavy and once closed, the place went quiet, almost hurting my ears from the change in pressure.

    I stood there like an idiot since the door closer didn’t know me from Adam, until the police officer walked over.

    “Mark this is ….”

    “Sorry, Gil. Gil Walker,” reaching out a hand to shake.

    Mark was shorter than my six feet, but wide with a sleeveless flannel shirt and some hot, tight 501’s caressing his thick legs.

    The cop let him in how I got to be following and they both looked at me.

    “Didn’t you hear the weather reports?”

    I laughed, “Sorry was distracted the past twenty-four hours.”

    “Yeah, Charlie can be pretty hungry when he finds the right stud to take care of him.”

    I stared at the cop who was grinning.

    “I was coming into Saloon One last night as the two of you were leaving.”

    I nodded. I recognized him now, dimly remembering a daddy type with a nice build holding the door when Charlie and I left, but didn’t connect with him was now in uniform.

    Daddy bear in a police uniform, damn I was getting hard again.

    Grabbing me by the back of the neck, “By the way, he mentioned you didn’t seem anywhere done when you left him just now.”

    I laughed, then looked over, since how in the hell….?

    “After I recognized you, I called him to make sure he knew about the hurricane since it was obviously news to you,” starting to chuckle.

    “Initially he was pissed, because he was already asleep trying to rest up after what he called was a marathon fuck session,” and I laughed as well since the dude had been crawling into bed as I was drying myself off from the shower which had been a shame since, I had been thinking…maybe one more round before I go would have been nice.

    Looking over at Mark, “He said the stud walked out of the bathroom with his dick as hard as it was when they first walked in the place last night,” looking over with me shrugging.

    It was what it was.

    “Why don’t you strip down?”

    What?

    “Dude, you’re soaked completely through.”

    Oh. Uh, yeah.

    Okay, so I’m not thinking too straight.

    I went back over to my Harley stripping out of my leathers. Leather jacket and chaps over a skin tight tank top and 501’s with Carhartt boots was what I was wearing, all completely soaked through even though I had only been on my bike for fifteen minutes in the downpour.

    Part of why I wasn’t thinking too well had to do with the fact I was trying to get out of this damn weather, but another part had to do with where my head was at.

    Charlie had been a confirmed bottom boy, but he was also a guy that liked to worship muscle and a big part of last evening and day was spent with the stud working his mouth and hands over my rock hard body.

    I’m a big boy with even bigger arms looking like a husky Popeye and the other thing most people notice is my nipples which are large areolas house nubs that have been abused for years displaying thick, meaty stubs that have a lot of queer’s mouths watering.

    That they are sensitive and even some light licking with a sandpapery tongue will have me moaning like a whore in heat and Charlie had the time of his life as he licked, sucked and chewed my body, especially those tits that so turned him on throughout our play.

    Hairless torso, with a little trim over my dick, nice six pak with a hard meaty ass, and with legs spread you see my round, pink rosebud wanting action and the stud last night gave me a rimjob for the ages which had me climbing the walls and while my nips are sensitive, a good rimming has me panting to get fucked and a fantastic rimjob has me looking for a group of guys to do me and Charlie had been beyond fantastic, so I was still dealing with an ass craving for manmeat as well as nipples still sore from his attention the past night and day.

    All of that came together and I had planned on riding through the Keys and hitting a favorite bathhouse called Club Bar in Ft. Lauderdale hoping I’d get the attention my butt and body needed thanks to the dude.

    But now? Damn.

    I was stripped down next to my bike with Mark and the cop who finally told me his name was Carl standing nearby not bothering to hide their staring at my frame as I discovered my saddle bags hadn’t kept anything dry, so everything was soaked.

    “Dammit.”

    Carl grinned, “Don’t worry about it. It’s just us guys here.”

    “Just the three of us?”

    “Not quite. Put your boots on and maybe Mark can find some overalls or something in the back, what do you say Mark?”

    “Oh, I’ll find something.”

    I was busy hanging the clothes around on poles and boxes to dry not knowing how long I’ll be here, but figured even if they end up only damp, it will be better than sopping wet and wasn’t paying much attention to the two of them talking since dwelling on last night as well as what I was missing in Lauderdale was plumping my tool up.

    The three of us walked toward the back of the warehouse with Mark beside me, “we’re going to camp out in the men’s locker area since it’s also got concrete walls around so we’ll be doubly protected,” and I shrugged as we entered a hallway.

    “Hold on guys,” and turning I was shoved and flattened against a wall by Carl the cop.

    “What the…?”

    Forearm across my chest, Carl was grinning a sexy smile, “Relax stud, we just need to understand some things before you meet the other guys,” so I nodded for him to go ahead getting a broader smile from the hot cop.

    Taking his arm off my chest, the hand dragged across as his thumb and forefinger stopped to squeeze my right stub making me gasp.

    “You see we think it’s not going to be until early am before we’ll be able to vacate and we were wondering how you’ll fit in with the group, since its always important to have everyone on the same page when you’re closely confined, don’t you think Mark?”

    The warehouse stud had been busy the whole time cop Carl was talking by leaning near and flicking my other available nipple while his other hand played with my ass circling towards my aching hole. First he brought two fingers up for me to wet down, then went back with down one finger inside me as the other working to join his mate when Carl gave my tit a rough twist making me moan and letting the second finger slide in.

    Mark was now talking some bullshit about compatibility and crap that I was barely hearing since Carl had taken his free hand tracing it down the center of my abs, and lubricated his finger with my leaking jizz as it swirled around my piss slit then continued down scraping his nail across my perineum.

    Without thinking, I spread my legs to accommodate his attack as the finger found its prize and still wet joined Mark’s two digits inside me as I let out a low growl of need making the two studs grin.

    “We may have all the answer we need, don’t you think Mark?”

    Great, a fucking comedy team and letting another growl out I grabbed the back of Mark’s head to bring him in for a long, hot kiss which had the stud whimpering before I let him go, first making eye contact to see his eyes open in surprise at what just happened before shoving him down to my chest where he began working over my nub with his tongue

    Turning my head and nodding to acknowledge Carl, I had my hand ready to pull him in, but I needn’t have worried as the stud closed in to make out, as his hands still did their work on my body and the both of us looking a little dazed when we released and looked at each other.

    “So any rules we should know about?”

    I shrugged, “Holes need to be clean….” I shrugged again since I’m pretty much an anything, anywhere, anytime kind of guy.

    Wiggling his fingers in my own spotless chute, “What about this?”

    “With the rimming I got from Charlie and what you two are doing, if you guys don’t take care of it, I just may have to go out and find someone who will, hurricane or no hurricane,” getting chuckles from the pair of studs.

    Carl pushed down on my shoulders in that universal queer gesture and I sank to my knees as Mark pulled open the front of his jeans to reveal a nice slab of meat that was rapidly coming to full attention a couple inches from my face.

    “Boy, you know what to do with it.”

    I grinned to myself thinking about the ‘boy’ word as I wrapped my lips around Mark’s juicy cock hearing a groan from above.

    Burly cop Carl was becoming more demanding as he established the pecking order and I didn’t fucking care as long as there would be lots of man sex and getting a little spurt of pre-cum in my mouth I was primed and ready for anything.

    The transformation I went through a few years ago not only gave me this big, hot body, but turned me into a sex machine. I was a pretty horny guy before, but now my sex drive was so amped that I needed to do the nasty a couple times a week or I’d be going nuts. And last year I did some construction work in a gay motel in Vegas where I was getting it a couple times a day with a series of wild orgy rooms at the motel making sure my libido was never wanting.

    My dick was big and thick, never went down and I will generate enough thick, creamy jizz nonstop, along with an ass that can take almost anything, but still remain tight around any studs shaft.

    I was built for sex and it was times like this that I needed it bad.

    I’ve been sliding over Mark’s fat pole and taking all of him and remained at the hilt for a few seconds as his rod pulsated in my mouth earning me a low groan until grabbing my hair and pulled me off as his body was heaving in any attempt to hold off his orgasm.

    Carl yanked me up while I watched Mark regain control muttering out a ‘Geezus’ as I grinned, getting a light slap from the cop to gain my attention.

    Back against the wall with a hand on my throat I wasn’t going anywhere, but noticing his shirt opened my hands came up to feel the big policeman’s body up finding some big, hard nipples parked on the stud’s chest so I flicked them with my thumbnails getting a low growl from the dude.

    “Yeah, I like to play hard, do you have a problem with that?”

    In response, I pulled his hand off my neck setting it on my chest where he grabbed a meaty nipple and pulled hard making me wince, opening my eyes back up to return his stare as I grinned.

    “No, I guess you wouldn’t. But whatever you did last night with Charlie you’re going to be the bottom whore for the next few hours….”

    Still roughly toying with now both my plump chest stubs, I cocked my head like I was waiting for him to say something I’d give a damn about as he chuckled giving a last hard twist before moving his hands off my chest after another light slap on the face.

    His body was easing up getting ready to move when I grabbed his head with both hands bringing him in for a solid, tongue dueling, toe curling kiss which he first resisted before diving in to enjoy it as we locked lips until….

    “ahem,” looking over to see Mark grinning, “Shall we join the others or do you want to hog him to yourself Carl?”

    The cop looked at me understanding the message I had just given him which was that I had no problem being his bitch for the next few hours, but don’t confuse me with some dude needing to be bossed around.

    “Ah no,” with the cop throwing a wry look in my direction, “in fact I’m thinking I probably wouldn’t be able to handle the stud by myself, what do you think Mark?”

    Laughing, “After what I just saw, I’d tend to agree, shall we go?”

    As the three of us continued walking I was thinking this was going to be one hell of a hurricane party.

    I had been following Mark and after entering the back room, he moved to the side for me to see a thing of beauty.

    It was a large, dimly lit room with a wall of lockers, a corner with an open shower and a couple of shower heads with another wall of toilet stalls and urinals and benches around for guys to use, but what caught my eye in the center of the room was a big muscle stud on his hands and knees getting skewered at both ends by what looked like some huge slabs of meat as they moved in and out of his holes.

    The two tops had lean muscles, one looking like some kind of skater dude with the other heavily tatted, but I was interrupted in my thoughts as a hand on my back shoved me forward, with a ‘the party hasn’t even started’ comment and looking around I saw Mark stripping down so I went to my knees to suck him in.

    “Oh no,” reaching down and slapping my ass making it clear what he wanted.

    I shrugged, “Where do you want me?” with the nicely muscled stud gesturing me over to a wooden bench and on my back lifting my legs and sliding his fat lubed dick inside wasting no time.

    It was a bit rough, but he wanted to get off at this point and I was so horned up I didn’t mind the couple seconds of pain from his penetration.

    My legs were handed off to someone near my head as a big, leaking cock came into my view and I lifted my head to lick the juice dribbling off the meat as it angled down for me to take it in my mouth.

    Hot cop Carl was naked, but I wasn’t seeing what he looked like at this point as the shaft inside me plowed my hole then slamming in and hearing a grunt, warm liquid began pumping into my guts as I purred in contentment around Carl’s shaft.

    “Geezus!”

    The rod was yanked out of my mouth and bending down Carl lightly slapped my cheek, chuckling.

    “That was me boy, you were vibrating around my boner and I almost lost it and I’m not ready for that yet,” giving me a kiss as the shaft dismounted from my tunnel and my cop moved around to take possession shoving his pole in getting a little deeper than Mark had been.

    “Why don’t you clean up Mark?” was heard overhead and I did get a view of Carl’s hard, lightly haired muscle body before Mark’s coated cock made it’s way down my throat and he must be using some kind of edible lube since between that and the cum coating his meat, the stud was tasty and I sucked hard on the man’s tool returning him to full strength in no time as Carl’s manmeat pummeled my ass until another grunt pulling out to rain down on my torso as Mark pulled out to do the same from the top end which was disappointing since I’d really like to swallow a healthy load of jizz.

    Hearing applause I turned my head to see muscle man, skater boy and tat dude standing around watching the three of us doing the dirty deed.

    “Me first,” which came from all people, the big muscle dude, who threw a leg over the bench and grabbing my legs sank a nice thick pole down my chute as he continued leaning in for a long, deep, riveting kiss that practically made me cum right there.

    Pulling back a few inches he smiled like he knew what had happened as he gyrated his hips to start moving around my tunnel earning a low moan from me.

    Pushing himself up further, his hands were on my chest, finger flicking my distended nubs, hearing a ‘sweet’ as he picked up speed hearing a ‘daaaamn’ from the audience.

    Muscle man was a masculine, good looking guy with a nice coating of trimmed fur on his torso not hiding his big chest, puffy nips and eight pak as he continued to show me he had no problem topping as he fucked my ass until he started with a low growl coming down for another killer make out session that also had my own hard dick wedged between the two of us.

    All the friction set me off getting a grunt from the stud above as my ass clamped down on his shaft, the both of us started firing away as we continued to lock lips through our volcanic eruptions.

    Moving slightly off I heard a muted ‘fuuuck’ as I chuckled muttering ‘ditto’ cracking the big guy up as he moved his heavy body off mine holding a hand out for me to stand up to meet Trey, the muscle dude along with Craig and Dan, skater and tat dudes who were definitely sporting some major meat between their legs and seeing me drooling over their rods had the guys laughing.

    “Looks like there’s a bigger dick whore than you Trey!” with the two of us looking at each other and smiling when we both shrugged at the same time.

    Mark handed me a bottle of water and we stood around for a few minutes with the young studs letting me know they wanted a piece of me since we weren’t going anywhere soon and refreshed from the water I went over to the bench where Craig the skater dude was sitting.

    Getting on my knees I swallowed his big pole taking about half in, knowing I was going to have to relax my throat for this monster as I felt the head of a big schlong touching my opening and looking back,

    Dan was almost ready before taking a hit from some poppers before handing them over to his buddy who stuck them under my nose first so I took a hit with him going to my other nostril.

    Uh-oh.

    Since my transformation, poppers hit me like a major drug with a good half hour of high that has me desperate for sex and this time was no different as I dived on Craig’s pole riding it like I wanted his cum just as soon as I could suck it out, hearing grunts from both of the dudes.

    Through my haze I heard a ‘work his tits, he loves it,’ to have tatted boys hands reach around and once finding them, he began squeezing and realizing the rougher he was, the more I moaned so before I knew it, I was being pinched hard as the huge rod fucked my insides as Craig took more control and raising up a bit to fuck my face with his fat pole.

    I had seen the way they had treated Trey so I wasn’t too surprised and the fact that my own boner was rock hard and leaking streams of jizz made it clear to them I wasn’t objecting to any of their treatment so my hole continued to get jackhammered for the next few minutes until I could feel streams of spooge coating my insides while he fucked through his orgasm finally pulling out.

    “Damn Craig, you need to get some of this,” and they switched places as I was given Dan’s cock to clean off as skater boy rammed inside me assaulting my ass from the very first as Dan bowed out after he was cleaned up and an unfamiliar dick claimed my mouth.

    Leaning in, Craig talked in a low voice next to my ear as he pounded my hole, “we’ve been calling some friends nearby, so anytime the weather lets up there might be more horny studs who show up to take you and Trey for rides,” chuckling when he heard my happy moans.

    Suddenly, my ass fucker was yanking his huge pole out of me and spraying my back as the stud in front pushed my head down on his stalk giving me my first load of spooge down my throat and I avidly swallowed everything I could coming up for air to notice there were three new guys, all good looking who told me their names and I wasn’t paying too much attention.

    Although a couple were close to my size, Trey and I were the two biggest guys here, and while the storm was pounding the building outside, the studs inside spent the next few hours pounding Trey and I.

    It didn’t matter what position whether I was on my hands and knees getting fucked, on my knees almost straight sucking cum out of a stud standing upright or leaning against a wall or on my back on a bench or the concrete floor as big cocks thrust inside my still tight tunnel dumping endless loads of jizz up my chute and down my throat.

    They quickly discovered how to keep me in major slut mode, which was roughing up my tits, so any position meant at least fingers squeezing and pinching my hard, increasingly swollen and sore nubs and then there was the little brown bottle where they’d be a quick pause to have me inhale and I’d be screaming for more dick inside me.

    Trey was even a better kisser than Carl and we locked lips whenever we could often having our asses pummeled as we kissed, but the crew objected since that left holes unavailable for their own use, so we’d break off to get a couple of meaty tools shoved down in our mouths.

    Other guys did suck each other off as we moved into the late night, but the only butts used were the big muscle stud and I with neither one of us objecting.

    Trey started taking longer breaks, although he enjoyed coming over and chewing on my nips to goad me on and while both he and cop Carl had some pretty abused tits of their own, they both admitted no one would get the same moans out of either of them that they were getting out of me as more studs continued the task of stretching, pinching and chewing on my little stalks.

    By midnight during a break, I noticed my stubs were about puffed up about twice their normal size due to the abuse they’ve been getting by the horny studs.

    Two more guys showed up and while some took breaks sitting on the benches and stroking themselves watching the show in front of them, both Trey and I ended up being double fucked to accommodate all the hungry meat in the room

    It was apparent that not all the guys were queer which didn’t stop any dick from invading our holes, but you could tell by the reluctance in kissing or reciprocation, some of the dudes would only go so far, but they were few and far between.

    The night wore on with the wind and rain faintly howling even in the bunkered room, but there wasn’t anything else to do except to fuck the muscle whores through the night, so these boys took full advantage of the circumstances.

    Trey was the first one first impaling himself on a big dick before leaning forward to take another slab of meat inside his hole, but skater boy grabbed my face and pointing it in the direction of Trey and his two fuckers asked me what I thought.

    I shrug and a ‘whoop’ later, I was over skater boy as dick number two slid next two him.

    Apparently most of the studs have never double teamed before, but horn dogs they were, every one of them wanted to try out doubling up in our hungry holes as my rosebud was stretched for hours as pairs of studs reveled in the sensations of two slabs of meat rubbing against each other inside me and if I showed signs of lagging, my tits would get some heavy treatment as well as poppers would be stuck under my nose and I was soon yelling for more man dick.

    By the time I came off my latest popper buzz I looked around to see a room of exhausted studs when hot cop Carl and big man Trey walked up to tweak my aching tits as each closed in for a kiss, both good, but Trey was extreme.

    “I think we’re done here.”

    I grinned looking around the room seeing the guys practically passed out on the benches or against the walls, “ya think?” getting some chuckles.

    “More than that stud, listen,” and it was all quiet outside.

    “It’s passed, so there’s no reason for you to stay, although….”

    Trey spoke up, “I live on the next Key over on Boca Chica and could use a ride over if you’re willing and you can crash at my place for awhile, that is, if it’s still there,” making us both grin at the comment, even though it could be true at this point.

    We dressed with me in still soggy jeans and tank top stuffing the still damp leathers in my bags and headed out with it still so early the sky was just beginning to lighten up as Trey kept screwing with my nipples as we drove through Key West.

    Way too much water in the streets and a few trees down as well as power lines, so I had to do a little jogging around, but all in all, it looked like it wasn’t hit all that bad while cop Carl was reporting back to work.

    We crossed the bridge and headed down a street to see a house on stilts on an inlet with a tree down and a lot of branches covering the property, but otherwise there was no damage to the house and I stuck around to help Trey clear the tree and other stuff up piling it up in one corner.

    The stud had us first change, so it was gloves, boots and tiny black nylon shorts which worked out since the morning was turning out to be very hot and humid and the two of us helped some of his neighbors move some of their downed junk as well.

    By late morning we had done our good deed along with getting a huge breakfast in gratitude for the work so we headed back to his place.

    The living quarters were all on the second floor with the open stairs in the middle and the rest a carport and some sheds underneath.

    Climbing the stairs, there was a landing halfway up that turned you around and Trey abruptly stopped in front of me and I bumped into him since I had been focusing on his incredible ass and turning he looked down to grin and slapping my face lightly telling me to ‘open up,’ he dribbled some spit in my mouth.

    “Damn you are a pig,” with me shrugging, since it wasn’t anything I could or would even bother to deny.

    Resuming our journey we made it to the landing with the big guy stopping and turning again to close in for a hot, heavy kiss and tired as I was it still got me hard and noticing, the stud laughed at the two of us.

    “Turn around,” shoving me against a wall on the landing and I threw my hands up bracing myself as the stud knelt down behind me and pulling the shorts down attacked my puffy, saturated hole with his tongue.

    Trey was getting more authoritative, slapping my ass, telling me to open up as he’d dive in to suck any cum out of my ass and chuckling as my moans got louder as he drove deeper down my chute.

    This side of the landing was somewhat private, but anybody could walk through the carport and up the stairs but that didn’t stop the muscle stud from working my rosebud and standing, ramming his good sized tool inside me as both of us groaned.

    Fully inside Trey grabbed my shoulders to throw me a commanding fuck as the slapping of our bodies resounding in the tight space until he pulled me up and twisting my head for a hot kiss as he buried his meat inside me to spurt more cream in my much used cavern.

    Head against my shoulder, I felt a light kiss on my trap with a weak ‘fuck dude’ as he slid out and the two of us were done. Except for a few hours at Charlie’s, I’ve been awake for most of the last forty-eight hours and most of it was having sex.

    Damn.

    Although the two of us reeked I was realizing Trey was as big of a pig as I was when he didn’t want us to shower and we headed out to the balcony off the back that was very private and had a big platform’ed mattress in one corner where we lay down and sixty-nined and once unloading in each others mouths spent some time making out exchanging our loads back and forth until we both fell back and crashed.

    “Isn’t that sweet.”

    I struggled awake, realizing I had been spooning the big stud to see hot cop Carl standing at the end of the bed.

    “Hey hon,” which was Trey coming awake.

    “Did I miss anything?”

    Trey laughed and slapping my ass, “Only that the stud is insatiable.”

    “I have some sandwiches,” and my stomach growled in response, cracking all three of us up as we went into the house to see a table full of sandwiches watching the two studs gave what was obviously a partner’s kiss in greeting.

    I stuck around in the afternoon finally called over to my buddy in St. Petersburg telling him I’d be a few days late.

    He and I were rehabbing a house there, so I couldn’t get in trouble with any boss while I spent the next couple of days playing with Trey and Carl who liked to play pretty rough with a little dungeon gear in a spare bedroom with Trey normally being the commanding one.

    Go figure, but then of course they both teamed up on me.

    After a couple of days, Trey had to go to work back at the warehouse we had met and with my body now hugely sore and clothes and leathers finally dry, I made my way through the Keys and back to the west coast.

    The original plan had been some time with the boys in Lauderdale, but I was pretty satiated for now thanks to Carl, Trey and the dozen other big dicked boys in the warehouse.

    That hurricane season, I watched the weather closely almost tempted to ride my bike down to the Keys any time they were threatened with bad weather, but the hurricane I screwed my way through was the last big one for the year.

    Can’t win ’em all.


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  • My Best Friend

    Brad Davis moved into the neighborhood just before we started our sophomore year of high school. We were both fifteen at the time and I met him down at the neighborhood park.

    Brad was quiet and very withdrawn when we met, but there was something about him that made me want him as a friend. He was slim and underweight for his height and age. I started talking to him and after several meetings he began to open up some.

    I found out that his mother was dead and his father was an abusive alcoholic. he had been removed from his father’s house by the Children’s Protective Services (CPS) and placed in a foster home. There, the peoples birth son, didn’t want him there and would pick fights then blame Brad for starting it.

    He was moved to another where he was taken out after the father beat him for minor infractions of rules. he was then placed in his current foster home.

    He began telling me that there were three other foster kids there and his foster parents would prepare dinner for themselves then feed the kids TV dinners.

    I really felt sorry for him and talked to my parents about his situation.

    “Son, we can report it but if the investigator doesn’t see it and the kids don’t say anything, it will only make it harder on Brad,” my dad had said. they had met Brad and really liked him. he was very polite and courteous.

    I began inviting Brad over for weekend stays where he could get decent meals and he and I would work out with my set of weights. Soon, he began to fill out and look more human.

    It was during that sophomore year that we discovered that we both enjoyed seeing others guys nude. It was during one of his stay-overs when we ‘caught’ each other staring at each other’s cocks. One thing led to another and we were soon sucking each other and swallowing, as well as kissing. By the end of the school year we were also performing anal sex on each other.

    We would have sex at my house after school and go out on weekends to the woods and have sex there. We were doing it all to and with each other.

    It wasn’t long before Brad was spending more time at my house that his foster home. His foster parents didn’t care.

    One night at dinner, Brad told us that he had heard his foster parents say that they were glad he was out of the house and all that mattered to them was the monthly check they received for his care.

    My dad went ballistic when he heard this. Looking at Brad he asked, “Do you think you could talk to the other kids and get them to be honest and tell the social worker what really goes on?”

    “Maybe,” he said.

    Dad bought him a voice activated recorder and told him to keep it with him whenever his foster parents were around and record what they said.

    He did and also talked to the other kids. they agreed and a plan was put in place.

    After finding what time they fed the kids the TV dinners, Mom and Dad went to the social worker taking Brad with them. He told his story and dad played the tape of them saying they just wanted the money. The social worker agreed to make a surprise visit at dinner time. Brad made sure he was there that night.

    To make it short, brad and the kids were removed from their care and welfare fraud charges were filed against the parents.

    Mom and dad stepped up and said that they would like to have Brad live with us. They pointed out how his grades had gone from D’s and F’s to being on the honor role. Brad was asked if he wanted to stay with us and he said definitely. The social worker did admit that Brad had come out of his shell and was more like a normal teen. Dad even said he didn’t want to be paid for taking care of Brad. After she agreed, we all went out to dinner to celebrate.

    Brad and I considered ourselves brothers. We were inseparable.

    During the summer between our junior and senior years of high school, Brad and I pledged our love for each other. We agreed to be lovers.

    During that summer, we both took summer jobs doing yard work for a lawn company. One of our customers was U.S. Congressman Tom Wilkes.

    One day as we broke for lunch, we began talking about college. We both wanted to attend and get a degree.

    “Mark, your parents are paying for your college but being alone without parents, I’ll have to try and work during school to get my degree and who knows how long that will take.”

    “We’ll figure something out,” I said.

    Little did we know that the Congressman had overheard our conversation. Two weeks later, he came up to us and told us he had heard our conversation.

    Then looking at Brad, he said, “Brad, I’ve checked you out. Yes, you have had some minor problems with the law but nothing serious. The last three years you have not been in any trouble and I found out it’s all because of Mark and his family. You grades are excellent.”

    “Thank you, sir,” he said.

    “If you’re willing to serve your country in the Army, I feel sure I can get you an appointment to West Point, all expenses paid. I can only make one request or I’d be trying to get you both in.”

    “Sir, Brad needs your help more than I do. get him in.”

    “You interested?” the congressman asked.

    “Well, yes, I guess so.”

    The congressman took our address and later that week he visited to talk with our parents, with application in hand.

    Near the end of our senior year, Brad got a letter that he had been accepted. We were all in tears. Brad even called the social worker.

    We reached our eighteenth birthday, me first. Then on Brad’s birthday, the social worker showed up and informed Brad that he was no longer under their jurisdiction and was free to go and do what ever he wanted.

    “Mrs, Roberts, I have a home here if they will have me. Why should I leave when I love them so much?”

    Mom began crying as dad said, “Brad, this is your home and we all love you. We all hope you’ll stay.”

    “Thanks. This is the first real home I’ve ever had.”

    We graduated and six weeks later disaster struck. Both of my parents were killed in an auto accident. I was now on my own also.

    Brad and I buried them, clinging to each other for support. Later, I found that not only had dad set up a college fund for me when I was born that would more than cover my education, but everything came to me. Not counting the house, their combined insurance policies totalled one million dollars. Plus, the had almost sixty thousand in savings.

    Brad and I talked and I decided to attend college as close to West Point as possible. I found a small state college in nearby Connecticut. I sold the house and all the furnishings.

    When Brad entered West Point, I rented an apartment near my college. We talked daily and had agreed that although we were lovers, during our separation, we were both free to find sex elsewhere. I knew I’d have more luck than he would.

    When he could get time off, we’d meet half way between schools and spend the weekend together. he told me that he had met two other cadets that were also gay and they would sneak off to deserted spots on campus for sex. He even brought them with him a few times and sex was wild.

    We survived and Brad had received his degree in Accounting and Finance. Mine was in Criminal Justice. I couldn’t have been prouder when I heard them call ‘Lt. Bradley Wayne Davis’.

    His first assignment was at Ft. Sam Houston in San Antonio. We moved and got an apartment and I applied with the police department. I was hired and went to the academy, and was soon on patrol.

    We knew that sooner or later,Brad would be sent to the middle east to fight. It came about a year after he arrived in San Antonio. He was given combat training and sent to Iraq. He was there for fourteen months before coming home. But,all too soon, he was sent back.

    While he was gone, I had discovered another patrol officer that was gay. We would meet frequently and he had introduced me to a couple of firemen as well as a state cop, all gay.

    He had been gone on his second deployment for seven months and I missed him more than ever. He had been promoted to Captain and I had this inner fear that something was going to go wrong.

    One Saturday afternoon Tim and Cory, the two firemen were at the apartment watching a ball game with me when there was a knock at the door. I went to answer it and froze.

    “Mr. Mark Lewis?” one guy in dress uniform asked.

    “Yes,”I replied, my heart racing, knowing what they were going to say.

    “Mr. Lewis, you’ve been listed as next of kin for Capt. Bradley Wayne Davis. I’m sorry to inform you that Capt. Davis is missing in action and presumed dead.”

    I held back my tears and asked what had happened.

    “Their Humvee ran over a roadside bomb. There are three men unaccounted for. The others were all killed. If we get further news we’ll be in touch.”

    I thanked them and shut the door. Tim and Cory had heard the news and came to me as I totally broke down.

    “Mark, remember, they said he was missing not dead,” Tim said as he held me.

    My world had fallen apart. The love of my life was missing and presumed dead. I wanted to be alone.

    Over the next few months, my friends would try to get me to go out but most of the time I refused. Not a day went by that I didn’t cry. I missed him so much.

    Then, one Saturday, Tim and Cory as well as Josh, the other patrol officer and Tony, the state cop, all showed up at my door and said I was going with them to spend an evening enjoying the Riverwalk and having dinner. I tried to refuse but it was no use.

    Finally near eight, I said that if they didn’t take me home I was calling a cab. Josh, the city cop, said he needed to make a phone call and excused himself. When he came back, he said, “One more drink, then we’ll take you home.” He had a strange look on his face.

    We all had another drink before heading back to my apartment. They insisted on coming in as I unlocked the door. I wanted to be alone but it was no use.

    They helped themselves to a beer as I sat in my chair. After they had all sat down and began chatting, I suddenly heard a voice from behind me ask, “May I join this party?”

    I immediately recognized the voice, jumped up and turned. There facing me at the opening leading down the hallway, stood Brad, leaning on a cane.

    I burst into tears and ran to him, hugging and kissing him wildly. When I finally regained my composure, I asked, “What happened? Where have you been? Why haven’t you called me?”

    “One question at a time,” he said easing past me and greeting the others.

    He continued as he sat down, “We were on patrol when we ran over a roadside bomb. Three of us were thrown out of the Humvee when it blew apart. The Taliban as approaching and some friendly Iraqis were close and took us to safety. They took care of us as best they could before turning us over to the Americans. We were treated then shipped out to Germany. My leg was in bad shape and they didn’t think they would be able to save it.”

    “Why didn’t you call me. I’d have flown over.”

    “That’s why I didn’t. There was nothing you could do and I didn’t want you to endanger your job. The army wanted to call and let you know but I forbid it. When I was released and knew when I would be here I called Josh and set this all up. I wanted to surprise you.”

    Turning to Josh, I said, “You mother fucker! I’ll get even with you somehow.”

    Then turning back to Brad I asked, “How is the leg?”

    “They managed to save it but I’ll have to use the cane from now on. I can stay in the Army if I want or take a disability discharge. I’m planning on staying in but I won’t be going back to combat. I plan to do my twenty and retiring.”

    We visited and all had another beer before the guys said, “We’re going to leave and let you two have some time together. Welcome back, Brad.”

    They left and I asked Brad how long he would be home. He said thirty days then he was being assigned back here at Ft. Sam Houston.

    “Well, Monday I’m going in and putting in my request for my three weeks vacation. But for now, I just want to hold you.”

    “i sat next to him wrapping him in my arms and resting my head on his shoulders.

    “I’ve missed you so much, baby,” he said.

    “I’ve been in a living hell since I got word you were missing. I don’t know if I can forgive you for not calling and letting me know you were alive.”

    “I’m sorry, baby. I’m really surprised Josh didn’t let it slip.”

    “He didn’t and I’m going to kill him for not saying anything.

    “Well enough of that,” he said. “Sit up.”

    I did and he stood up and said, “If you still want me, I’ll be in bed waiting.”

    “Want you?” I asked rushing past him to the bed. by the time he got there I was already half undressed. When I was nude, he looked at me and said, “You’re even hotter than when I left.”

    I wanted to help him undress but knew that he was extremely independent and wouldn’t let me.

    Soon we were in bed, kissing passionately before going into a hot sixty nine. After the sixty-nine, we cuddled and talked and later lovingly fucked each other.

    Sunday, we stayed nude and had sex frequently. His leg was badly scared but I considered it beautiful.

    Monday when I went in for patrol I put in for my three eeks vacation. The sergeant told me that in order to take it all at once I needed the approval of the chief. I set up an appointment with him for after my patrol.

    When we met he asked why I wanted it all at once.

    “Chief, as I’m sure you know, my brother was listed as missing in action. Well, he got home Saturday. I thought we’d take a vacation and relax for a while.”

    “Mark, you say he’s your brother but you have different last names. Would you explain that.”

    “He has been a foster child since his teens. When i met him he was extremely withdrawn. he started spending time with me and came out of it.”

    I continued telling him all that had happened and how his foster parents were just in it for the money.

    “When the services took him out of their home, my dad asked if he could live with us. We were like brothers. He’s all I’ve got now.”

    “Mark, for some reason, I think there is more to it than what you’re telling me. Is he more than just a brother to you?”

    I didn’t know what to say. I decided to tell him the truth.

    “Yes, sir, he is. No one else knows this but he and I have been lovers since we were eighteen or so. We’re both gay.”

    “I see,” he said.

    “If you want, I’ll give my resignation right now.”

    “Calm down, Mark. I don’t want your resignation. There is something that no one else around here knows and I’m trusting you to keep my secret. I’m gay also and have a partner, so I know exactly how you feel. I’m sure you and I aren’t the only two on the force that are gay. Gays can serve just as well as straights can. My advice to you is to keep it secret. some of the officers are not very tolerant and if they know and you put out a call for officer needs assistance, they might not respond.”

    Shocked,I said, “Chief, I had no idea you were gay also.”

    “Well,I am, so give me that vacation request and let me approve it.”

    I did, and as he handed it back to me he said, “Give that brave soldier a kiss for me.”

    “Sir, why don’t you stop by and give it to him yourself. I’m sure he’d appreciate it.”

    “You know, I just might do that. My partner and I will stop by tonight about seven if that’s okay with you.”

    “Sure thing. See you then.”

    I left and had my vacation scheduled. It was to begin on the following Friday after my shift.

    I got home and told Brad about my meeting with the Chief.

    “Holy shit! He’s gay also?”

    “Yes. I told him to give you that kiss himself so don’t be surprised when he does it.”

    The chief arrived at seven sharp and we greeted him and when I saw his partner I nearly shit. It was the head of the training academy.

    After introductions, I said, “Chief, I think you have something to give Brad.”

    He shook Brad’s hand and thanked him for his service then gave him a hot wet kiss on the lips. Then Capt. Booker did the same.

    They stayed and had a beer and while there Capt. Booker said, “I wasn’t totally sure about you in training but I suspected you might be part of the crowd. There are several others I think might be also.”

    We went on a two week cruise and had a great time. Our cabin steward showed no reaction when we requested that he convert the two twin beds into one king bed. He just smiled.

    I never revealed the Chief’s secret to Josh. Brad finished out his twenty years in the Army and retired. I served my twenty on the force and also retired. Here we were, both thirty nine and retired.

    We bought a place in the Texas hill country an hour or so northwest of San Antonio and frequently had Tim, Cory, Josh, and Tony out to visit. After the chief passed away, I did finally tell Josh about him and Capt. Booker. He couldn’t believe it.

    We purchased a large tract of land and built a small motel on the lake and made it clothing optional and for members only. We say booked months in advance.

    Brad still uses the cane some but has been able to do without it quite often. We still love each other deeply and I never let him out of my sight. Not because he might cheat which we both do at the lodge, but because I almost lost him once. I don’t want to be without him again.

    THE END


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  • The Prank

    New Year’s Day, 2012:

    As I face the judge, I am heartened by the ‘leniency’ he’d shown to Josh. I fully expect to be fined and sternly rebuked by the judge and then released back to my parents who watch anxiously from the public gallery of the court-room.

    All I want is to put my foolish New Year prank behind me and to move on from here – much chastened by infinitely wiser.

    “Matthew Driscoll!”

    The judge peers at me over the top of his glasses as he loudly calls out my name to gain my attention.

    “Matthew Driscoll. It pains me to see a young man of your standing appearing before me charged with such a serious breach of public order.”

    Suddenly, the judge’s words and the way he delivers them warn me that all is not going well for me. I feel a chill sweep over my body and I begin to tremble. My knees sag and I feel that I am about to collapse. Desperately, I grab hold of the dock rail and hold on with white knuckled determination.

    “You stand in the dock with your friend Joshua Macklin and both of you have been charged with two most serious offences. I have already delivered my judgement of the defendant, Joshua Macklin and believe me when I say that I derived no pleasure from doing so. His offence was of such a nature that required a harsh penalty. And your offence is no less so. In fact, you are guilty of the type of reprehensible behaviour that can’t be tolerated in our society and left unpunished. Quite deliberately, you chose to act in a lewd and obscene manner in that you bared your buttocks in a public place. What prompted you to act so foolishly is immaterial. Whether it was alcohol-fuelled or simply a response to a stupid challenge doesn’t concern me. What matters is that you did so. Our society demands modesty from its citizens. It requires that young men remain chaste and its young women stay virtuous. The exposure of so intimate a part of your body flouts these most basic tenets of our community’s standards, Therefore, I find you guilty of the most vile and lascivious behaviour. But before I pass judgment on you, I must be absolutely certain of your guilt. You will therefore remove yourself from the dock and stand before me facing the public gallery. There, you will remove all your clothing and present your back to me so that I can judge beyond a shadow of a doubt that the buttocks in the picture presented to this court do in fact, match your own. STEP DOWN!”

    Even though the judge’s words don’t immediately register with me, I hear the audible gasp of surprise from the spectators and I hear a strangled sob – I think from my mother. But in my dazed state I can’t be sure that it came from her.

    Uncomprehending, I stand in the dock and hear the judge’s instruction to his bailiff.

    “Bailiff! Remove the defendant from the dock and if necessary help him disrobe.”

    I offer no resistance as the bailiff takes hold of me and leads me from the dock to a spot immediately in front of the judge’s bench. He places his hands on my shoulders and turns me so that I am facing towards the public with my back to the judge.

    I see my parents’ anguish as my father enfolds my mother in an embrace of support and once more my tears flow for them. I have brought so much shame and pain to them and the knowledge that I, their only child, could do this to them wounds me deeply.

    By comparison, I see the relieved expressions on the faces of Mr and Mrs Macklin that their son has been treated leniently. And is it my imagination but have they moved apart from my parents in an attempt to distance them from what is to follow? Is their friendship that fickle?

    The atmosphere is electric in anticipation of my very public humiliation. Bewildered – and unbelieving – I stand motionless and I don’t see the bailiff looking up to the judge for guidance. Nor do I see the judge nod his head but I am aware of the bailiff grabbing hold of my shirt and roughly pulling it up over my head exposing my naked, upper body to view. Quietly and efficiently he unbuttons my trousers and allows them to fall in a crumpled heap around my ankles. Then, in one swift movement he tugs my underpants down over my legs to join my trousers at my ankles.

    My re-action is immediate and involuntary. Modestly, I cup my cock and balls in my hands in an attempt to cover my nakedness.

    But the judge isn’t finished with me and he orders me to step out of my crumpled trousers and underpants. When I have done so, he instructs the bailiff to take charge of my wrist watch and any other personal items. I wait as my watch – a present from my parents on my very recent eighteenth birthday – is removed from my wrist and placed with my clothing now nicely folded and in a neat heap on the bailiff’s table.

    Next, the judge tells to remove my shoes and socks – the only items of clothing I’m still wearing. To do so means I must uncover myself and use my hands. Quickly, I work out how best to do this. If I bend at the waist then my ass is on full view to the judge and even that most private and intimate part of my body will be opened to his gaze. But if I squat, I can maintain a small degree of dignity. True my ass will still be on show – but less so than if I bend at the waist – and my upper body, bent forward as I untie and remove my shoes and socks, will partly obscure my genitals. I go with the second option.

    It is ironic; last night, I had no sense of modesty as I bared my all out of the car window. This morning, I am very conscious of my public nakedness and my shame scorches my body and reddens my face. Within seconds, I am as naked as the day I was born.

    The bailiff orders me to my feet and once more I’m made to face the public. Shamefaced, I once more use my cupped hands to cover my cock and balls; as I do so I see my parents avert their eyes from my direction. I know they do this out of their love for me and to save me embarrassment. The same can’t be said of the other spectators. I hear their scornful sniggering as the crane forward for a better look at me.

    “Stand up straight with your feet together and place your hands on top of your head.”

    The tone of the judge’s words leave me in no doubt that I must obey. Hastily, I assume the position he demanded of me and wait.

    Time hangs ominously over me as I wait on the judge. With my back to him, I can’t see what he’s doing. If I could do so, I would see that alternatively he studies the photo used as evidence against me before peering intently over the top of his rimless glasses at my naked back. He is taking his time and the court waits on him with baited breath. Suddenly, the uncertainty gets the better of me and I begin to tremble. My body is chilled by a cold sweat and my bladder and bowels turn to water. My need to piss overwhelms me and I fight the desire to do so with every fibre of my being. I won’t disgrace myself or my parents.

    Silence reigns in the courtroom and in the background I hear the loud ticking of a clock counting out the seconds and minutes as we wait on the judge. To my fevered mind each tick is laden with doom. What is to happen to me? Desperately, I hope for the court’s mercy.

    Surely, the judge has punished me enough by publicly humiliating me in his court. Hopefully, he did this as a salutary lesson to me – and if that was his intention – then he has been successful. My remorse is boundless. Perhaps he’ll impose a heavy fine just as he did with Josh and let me leave the court with my parents.

    Suddenly, the judge is ready to give his findings and his words are delivered with magisterial precision.

    “In my mind, there is no doubt whatsoever that the subject matter in the photograph tendered by the prosecuting police officer as evidence is a true portrayal of the defendant, Matthew Driscoll. Therefore, I find the prosecution’s case proved and I find the defendant guilty.”

    The judge calls for silence as the courtroom erupts into a buzz of conversation. Once order has been restored he turns his attention to my friend Josh.

    “Joshua Macklin, I dismiss and you are free to leave the court.”

    Josh moves quickly out of the dock and into the care of his waiting parents. Without a backward glance Josh and his parents hurry from the courtroom. Suddenly, without Josh’s presence, I feel very alone and vulnerable.

    “Matthew Driscoll, you have been found guilty of violating a Law of Morality. Do you have anything to say before I pass sentence on you?”

    What can I say other that I regret my actions and apologise for them.

    “Your Honour! I’m truly sorry for my offensive actions. I really am sorry and I apologise to you, this court, and the officers who arrested me and to the community at large. I apologise to my parents who I have let down very badly.” I turn to face my parents and tearfully tell them. “I’m sorry Dad! I’m so sorry Mom! Please forgive me? I have learned my lesson and I will never; never do anything like this again. I promise.”

    “Your remorse does you credit, young man and I don’t doubt that you are sorry for your foolish escapade. But that doesn’t in anyway mitigate your guilt. You knew the laws concerning immoral behaviour. Yet, you deliberately chose to ignore those rules and flout convention. You are a corrupting influence in our godly society and in that society there is no place for you. I am about to remove you from the society that you held in contempt and deliver you to a place where perhaps you can consider your foolishness and contribute something back to the society whose laws you so flagrantly disregarded. And you are right when you say that you will never repeat them. The sentence I am about to give you will ensure that you will never do so. It is the maximum that the law allows for your crime. It is harsh – but necessarily so – and it gives me no pleasure in applying it to you. But the law is there to protect the innocent and punish the guilty. I have adjudged you guilty and so I must punish you to the fullest extent of the law.”

    My heart sinks and I know that I am in trouble. I just know the judge is to send me to prison. There is no doubt in my mind that I am to serve a custodial sentence. The question is for what duration. Will it be three months or six months? I must now wait for the judge to tell me.

    “Your Honour! May I speak?”

    “And you are?”

    “Driscoll, Your Honour! William Driscoll. I am Matthew’s father and I ask that you let me speak on his behalf.”

    “Usually, I don’t allow such interruptions to my court’s proceedings. But in this instance I’m inclined to let you speak. After all, I am a father of three teenaged boys and my sympathies are with you Mr Driscoll. Although, I should warn you, I’m not of a mind to be persuaded from my findings. But courtesy dictates that I at least listen to what you have to say.”

    “Thank you, Your Honour! Matthew is guilty of the offence with which he’s been charged. We can’t dispute that but could I just say that his actions are completely out of character. Matthew is a good boy. Civil and courteous to everyone with whom he comes into contact. I’m sure his teachers and the Minister of our church would vouch for that. He is conscientious and hardworking at school and he’s due to start an IT course at university in a few weeks’ time. I ask that Your Honour consider these things in deciding Matthew’s punishment. Please Your Honour, Matthew is our only child and I throw myself on the mercy of the court and ask that Mathew be punished but not excessively so. A prison term would jeopardise his tertiary studies and ruin his life.”

    “Mr Driscoll, you argue eloquently on your son’s behalf and it does you credit as a father. And it pains me that you have had to do this. But please bear in mind that my options are limited. Your son is guilty of a serious offence and the law dictates that he must be punished. I am merely the instrument of the law and it is my sorrowful duty to deliver judgement on a young man who evidently comes from a good home and loving parents. But let me put your mind at rest. I’m not about to send Matthew to prison.”

    My heart skips a beat and I am relieved that I’m not being sent to prison. I have read – and heard – many salacious stories of what happens to young first time offenders sent to jail. I am to be spared these horrors. For that I am grateful and all that now remains is for the judge to set my fine and allow me to dress and go home. No matter how large the fine, I promise myself that I will work hard to repay my father. As soon as the New Year’s holiday is over, I will look for a part time job.

    “Mathew Driscoll! Turn and face the bench!”

    I turn and face the judge with more confidence than I’d felt just a few minutes ago. No doubt he’ll sternly rebuke me – as he’d done with Josh – set the amount of my fine and dismiss me from his court free to return home with my parents. I know that when we do arrive home that my father will soundly chew my ass. But I don’t care as my stupidity warrants his anger. I will take whatever punishment he decides upon. Whatever it is it will be well deserved. And I have learned my lesson.

    “Matthew Driscoll, I have listened to your father’s heartfelt plea that I treat you leniently. However it is my judgement that you are no longer fit to live in our society and should be removed from the company of decent, law abiding people. Therefore, I bestow upon you the maximum sentence that the law allows for your abominable crime. I hereby sentence you to lifelong servitude as an indentured servant. You will be taken from this court and conveyed to the court appointed dealership where you will be processed into slavery and sold at the next available auction. The clothing and other personal items you wore to the court are forfeited and will be donated to a charity for the poor and destitute. This case is now closed. Bailiff, take the prisoner to the holding cells to await transfer to …. Bailiff, who are the current court appointed agents?”

    “Michelson and Hansen, Your Honour. They have the contract to process and sell all court sentenced slaves.”

    “Very well bailiff. I’ll leave the prisoner in your hands.”

    The consequence of the judgement leaves me numb and I can’t comprehend it. Somewhere in the fog of my confusion, I hear my mother’s anguished cry of protest.

    Two of the court’s security guards take hold of my arms and lead me from the court. As I am taken through the door into a passageway leading to the holding cells I turn back and see my parents perhaps for the last time. My father has been stunned into silence. Ashen-faced he holds my sobbing mother in a tight, comforting embrace.

    I call out to them…. “MOM! DAD! Help me, please!”

    One of the guards slaps my ass and it echoes around the now empty court-room; empty that is except for my grieving parents.

    “Shut it boy!” The guard tells me. “They ain’t your parents anymore. You’re a slave now and slaves don’t have family.”

    Then, as I am lead down the passage way, he condescendingly pats my ass and laughingly tells me.

    “Remember boy! This is what got you into trouble last night. You hung it out of a car window for others to see. Well now, as a slave, it will be on permanent display for everyone to look at. I gotta say though it’s cute and worth lookin’ at.”

    I am paying a high price for my New Year Eve’s prank!

    End

  • Straight Gets Bent

    I met up with another American in Rome, it happened like this. I was in the baths in the Hilton reading a newspaper again, it was my chance to catch up on news after being in darkest Africa. A young guy threw himself down on the chaise next to me. I noticed his body out of the corner of my eye, pretty neat, very neat indeed. He didn’t wrap himself from head to toe in the Roman style, in fact his towel was draped lightly across his hips barely covering his crotch. My eyes kept straying off the edge of the paper making it more

    and more difficult to concentrate on the news. When I let one section drop on the floor between us he looked down at it.

    “Is that an English paper?” he asked. “May I have a look?”

    “Sure, help yourself.” He reached down to pick it up. As he leaned over his penis slipped out from under the towel, then his balls slid across his inner thigh to hang down in a long, silken sac against his hip. The cock looked delicious, clean, cut and suckable: his balls were big, low hanging and hairless.

    When he sat back on the chaise he didn’t bothered to cover his gear, it was all lying there in full view, but to enjoy the view I had to turn my head. So, although I kept up the pretense of reading for a while, I wasn’t being very convincing. Finally I put down the paper and contrived to get into conversation. He was a ballet dancer with an American dance troupe touring Europe, that accounted for the body. He said it was his first night in Rome, and after a bit of chatting I took him to the same restaurant I took Bryn. It went real easy. I asked him where he was from, some place I’d never heard of in Middle America. He hadn’t said anything about being gay, but I decided to take a chance.

    “Do your family know that you’re gay?” I asked as though it was the most

    natural thing in the world.

    “They know, but they don’t want to know. They made it clear that they don’t ever want me to come back.” It confirmed what I had been told about the attitude of Middle America to gays. He accepted an invitation back to my room for a drink.

    I didn’t even have to suggest that he make himself comfortable, by the time I’d poured out two glasses of wine he was naked, and hard too. Now that I could really look at him I saw just how well built he was, not surprising I suppose when you consider how the male dancers have to hoist the females up without any apparent effort. He downed the first glass very quickly as we got to know each other very intimately. As he started on his second glass he was telling me about the physical strain of dancing. It was the perfect opening, I suggested that he lie face down on the bed for a massage. As I went through my routine starting at his feet I was looking at the tight buns that I intended to slip my cock between. I’d got up to his neck and was working my way south towards that special slot when he rolled away form me.

    “Your turn now,” he said.

    “But I’m not through yet,” I protested.

    “No problem, we can keep changing places.” Well that seemed alright too so I lay face down on the bed. He knelt astride my body, starting work on my shoulders. It was good massage, perhaps too relaxing, I was anticipating the feel of his sphincter around my cock, could almost feel the heat already. His hands slid down my arms to my wrists. Suddenly both wrists were twisted behind my back and up between my shoulder blades.

    “Hey, take it easy!” I protested. He took no notice but pulled my right wrist further up, crossing over the left one. Now he was able to let go of my left arm, it was trapped. I felt him trying to get his cock into my ass, feeling for the opening.

    “No wait! I can’t take it!” It was about three months since Bryn had fucked me, and I still remembered how much my sphincter had tightened up on that occasion. If I was going to be fucked at least we could do it right.

    “Just shut the fuck up,” he snarled. “You know you want it. I know you want it. You’re going to take it.” His voice had changed completely, this wasn’t the nice guy I’d had dinner with; this guy was mean.

    I thought very fast indeed. I was in no position to get into a fight, even a bruise on my face would take some explaining. A minor injury which would be an inconvenience to most guys could put me out of flying temporarily, even permanently. I might be able to break free if I rolled suddenly, but if there was a struggle there was no way of knowing how it might end. If a bedside table or lamp was knocked over someone in the next room might call security. If the telephone was knocked off the cradle and left hanging security would be alerted, that’s part of the security routine in most big hotels. I’d have had great difficulty explaining how we came to be naked in the room together, and since I was in the hotel most weeks I was well known to the staff. The word would get around.

    “Listen, if it’s money you want my wallet’s in my pants.”

    “I don’t want your fucking money, I want your ass.” I didn’t know if that made me feel better or worse. I struggled some, but the pain in my arms was terrible.

    “OK… Listen, there’s some KY in the draw… Use it please,” I knew I was going to be fucked, he was big, but if he used some lubrication I could take him.

    “You’re going to get all the cream you need. Just shut the fuck up and hold your ass up.”

    With his free hand he was trying to line up his cock in my hole, I kept struggling, pleading with him to use the KY. Finally he lost his cool, reached under my body and grabbed my nuts. He had a powerful grip. This made me struggle even more, I couldn’t help it. He was stabbing at my ass with his spike, each time it found the opening I twisted in pain and it slipped out. This went on for ages, or it seemed like ages to me. Inevitably with the twisting and bucking there came a point at which my hole and his cock lined up as he thrust forward. I felt like I’d been split open and froze. He slammed in again, and again, each thrust driving his penis further in.

    There was no escape now. To try to minimize the damage I lifted my ass to take it straight, a couple more thrusts and I felt his balls slapping against mine. I was sure he’d make a thorough job of the fucking, that he’d rake my rectum until I was bleeding. But then I felt his balls tightening up and to my amazement he came just a few seconds later. What happened next was even more surprising; he fell asleep on my back. Honestly, I mean would I make up something like that? He fell sound asleep! I was sore, mentally and literally. I struggled out from under his weight my arms aching as bad as my hole. I looked at him lying there, one knee bent up, his penis softening, still with a large bead of jellied cum at the tip. His balls, loose now, hung down to rest on the sheet. I just wanted him out. I kicked him: he didn’t stir. For an awful moment I thought he might have had a heart attack and died, but he was breathing normally. I kicked again, still no movement. I couldn’t call security so I was at a loss for what to do. I was angry, I wanted to get even, but something else was going on in my mind. The more I looked at his body the more horny I became. Finally I realized that I could get even, and get my rocks off at the same time. I pulled his legs apart and jammed my cock into his ass. I didn’t bother with the KY either, just ripped into the soft opening being as rough as I could. Still he didn’t move. Once I was buried in him I went for his balls, I was vicious, I wrecked them. Still there was not the slightest reaction. All I can think is that he’d taken some drug which turned him on fast, then left him unconscious. Actually it was very disappointing, I’d wanted to hear him cry out as I hurt him, still I guess his balls ached next day.

    After raping him I still felt aggrieved, I was tired too, but I didn’t want to go to sleep with this guy in the room. Eventually I packed all my stuff into my suitcase, locked it and used my tie to attach the handle to my

    wrist. Eventually I did doze off, but woke before five, it was still dark. I was pleased to see that he was still asleep so I gave him another kick. He came round, very groggy. I told him to get dressed and get out.

    “Where am I?” he asked looking puzzled.

    “You’re in my room, now fuck off back to your own.” I wasn’t in a sympathetic mood. He still looked groggy and puzzled.

    “Which hotel is this?”

    “The Hilton. You’re in Rome… remember?” He really was out of it.

    “But we’re not staying in the Hilton. We’re in the Holiday Inn.”

    “I don’t care where you’re staying, just fuck off”

    “But what time is it?”

    “Five in the morning.”

    “How can I get to the Holiday Inn at this time of day?”

    “I don’t know,” I said without pity, “but if you’re not out of my room in one minute I’ll have security arrest you.” It was a bluff of course, but he wasn’t thinking clearly, he dressed and hurried away. Pity, it could have been a wonderful night for both of us.

    What else happened in Rome? I read about a nudist beach in Sparticus. It was at Ostia, a coastal town about fifteen miles from Rome. Just reading about it got my loins tingling. The very first thought that occurred to me was, ‘Would I have the balls to go?’ By this time of course I had spent many long nights in gay baths, I was used to being naked among other naked men, but the baths weren’t the same as a public beach. For one thing every man in the baths was there for one thing, sex. And although they were places that anyone could go it wasn’t the same as being naked in public. Another thing that concerned me was that I’d never managed to go to a bathhouse without getting an erection from the moment I stripped off, not once, and I stayed hard all night. I always wished that I could look like all those other guys, soft, relaxed, casual, but I couldn’t. In the baths of course it didn’t matter, in fact I’m sure it got me a lot of attention. So although a stiff cock didn’t matter in the baths, how about a public beach? I knew it would be a problem, but I had to try it at least once.

    As usual Sparticus gave me a bum steer. “Take the number 7 bus south from Ostia,) get off at the terminus: walk a few hundred yards: the beach is on the right.” I took the number 7, most of the other passengers were elderly, not encouraging, but there were two younger men. I eyed them surreptitiously, maybe! As the bus headed south along the coast all the other passengers, including the two men, got off one by one. At the terminus I was alone. I walked, and walked, and walked some more. There was a beach behind a barbed wire fence, but no sign of life. I cursed myself for not reading the instructions properly. An hour or so later the next number 7 pulled into the terminus and I rode it back. When I finally made it back to the hotel I was surprised to find that I had done exactly as the book said.

    Later I went out to Ostia again, there had to be an explanation. I discovered that there were three varieties of number 7 buses: the siete (7), the siete barré (7/) and the siete crocé (7X). It was a toss up, I tried the 7/, no good, it went further along the coast road but again at the terminus I was alone. It was some weeks before I got another chance, the 7X was crowded, about an equal mixture of men and women, mostly young. Hardly

    anyone got off before the end of the line which was much further down the coast than the other two busses had gone. When we piled out I followed the crowd. Sure enough in just a few minutes we were walking through the sand dunes covered in tufts of coarse grass. Between each of the dunes there were naked men lying around, not lying on their stomachs, everything on view! Right up to this point I wasn’t sure as to what lay ahead, I might have been at the wrong beach, just any old beach, but now I knew! ‘Oh shit,’ I thought, ‘this is for real…it is a fucking nudist beach and I’m going to have to strip off…in broad daylight!’ Needless to say my stomach churned The girls in the crowd filed past these delectable sights without seeming to notice. Suddenly we came to the edge of the dunes, ahead and below the beach stretched out to the sea about two hundred yards away. Now I could see that the crowd on the beach was mixed male and female, all naked, whilst in the dunes it was exclusively male.

    I looked for a hollow in the sand. I had to choose carefully, didn’t want it to be too secluded, I’d come here to experience public nudity so there was no point in cowering in a deep hollow. On the other hand I didn’t want to be too much on view either. I spread my towel in a niche, I was only wearing shorts, a tee-shirt and flip-flops so it didn’t take long to get naked, but I still felt pretty self-conscious before I got down into the safety of the hollow. Once I was horizontal I realized that I was really well hidden, too well hidden. It took a while, but I eventually got up and moved my things to the top of a hummock, then lay down again. OK, I admit it, I lay face down, but I was going to turn over as soon as my cock subsided a bit.

    There were some lovely sights from the top of my sand castle. Amongst the dunes there were lots of cocks, and twice as many balls, all toasting in the bright sunshine. Below me the flat beach stretched to the sea about two hundred yards away. More sights, gorgeous girls, fantastic figures, cavorting with gorgeous men, all naked as the day they were born. There was a mixed group playing volley ball, tits, cocks and balls all bouncing around, how those guys remained flaccid I’ll never know. And not far from them a group of young men played with a Frisbee, two or three of them trying to make each catch which often ended in a wrestling match in the sand,. They were clearly stimulated by the full body contact, their penises definitely stretched, but still they weren’t sticking up and hard like mine. How did they remain soft? I never found out, the sight of naked bodies always got me hard, still does.

    I was really enjoying the warmth and the sights. I spread an ample covering of high value sun-block over my butt and balls. The last thing I needed on the next ten to twelve hour flight was a burned ass. But after an hour or so I realized that my back needed protection too, up between my shoulder blades where I couldn’t spread the cream properly. I rehearsed what I’d say in Italian. The nearest guy was asleep. I got up, well I actually kept as low as I could without crawling, and went over to another man a little further away, and made my request. I must have got my pronouns crossed, he seemed to think I was suggesting that he needed the protection. I tried again. He made it absolutely clear that whatever it was that I was trying to give him he

    didn’t want it. I gave up.

    A little while later a young man stripped and threw himself down just a few feet away. I decided to ask him to apply the cream. I was trying to re-word my request when he spoke to me.

    “Questa ora prego?” I knew perfectly well what he was asking, ‘What’s the time?’ but for some reason I was quite unable to come up with an answer to this simple question. On a street I’d have answered him straight off. Now, just because we were both naked, my brain seized up. I mumbled, started again, finally got up and went over to show him my watch. As I moved towards him his eyes latched on to my crotch. By the time I sat down the time wasn’t the only thing on his mind. He applied the cream, all the way from my shoulders to the creamy white outline of the bikini swim togs that I normally wore. We talked in a mixture of two languages, luckily his English was a little better than my Italian. He said his name was Ayo, that’s what he wrote in the sand when I couldn’t grasp what he was saying. Maybe short for something, but I don’t know what. He explained that the dunes, where we were, was for gays, the flat beach was for straights.

    After sometime Ayo suggested a swim in the sea. It was a hell of a long way to the safety of the water, but I couldn’t immediately think of any reason for not joining him, so I agreed in what I hoped was an off hand manner. He stood up to go, it was too late to change my mind so we set off together. As we came down from the dunes the sea seemed to be even further away than I had thought. It wasn’t of course, but there was a lot of open space, and a lot of people, between us and the water. During our stilted conversation my dick had wilted some, it wasn’t exactly soft, but it was 45º below horizontal as opposed to the usual 45º above. By continuing to talk as we walked I managed to hold the status quo for a while, then what I saw ahead brought it back up hard. There was this couple, she was lying on her back, he was kneeling beside her spreading oil all over her body. And what a body! Beautiful breasts, glistening with oil, a very flat stomach, virtually no

    pubic hair, long, long legs. He was rubbing oil over breasts when I first saw them, but as we got nearer his hand moved down between her parted legs. By the time we were beside them he was working the oil into her cunt with his middle finger. From that point on I didn’t have a chance, my cock was out of control, I broke into a run. Even having made it to the water the slope of the beach continued to be almost imperceptible so I still had a long way to go before my cock was hidden.

    Eventually I was in deep enough, hidden, and could relax. I might have if there hadn’t been any surf, but even though the waves weren’t big they produced millions of bubbles which swirled around my body. In my mind I was right back in Tangiers where it had all begun. I was in the water for a long time trying to relax, and from time to time I did soften a bit. Ayo had long since departed, but every time I thought about the walk back to the dunes my cock came up. Eventually I began to get cold, my fingers were wrinkling, I just had to go. If the walk down had been bad, going back was much worse. I felt every eye appraising my gear, still hard, but impressive it wasn’t after all that time in cold water.

    Back in the dunes I dragged my towel over close to Ayo’s. We resumed our awkward chat. He told me that his girlfriend was away on holiday in Tunisia, but that his passport had been confiscated by the Italian authorities after he was thrown out of Morocco for being in possession of cannabis. The story of having a girlfriend may seem at odds with the fact that he’d chosen to stay in the gay area of the beach, but as I have explained, a lot of Italian men do have sex with both men and women. We also taught each other all the

    most interesting words that you don’t find in tourist guides, like cock, balls, assholes and fucking. The only ones I can still remember are pene for penis, and boule for ball. Now that the conversation had taken an

    interesting turn I asked him if he’d ever had sex with a man. He became a bit embarrassed, but admitted he had. When I told him that I’d had sex with many men, and many women, he seemed more comfortable. I asked what he’d done with men. With gestures he indicated that he’d sucked, and been sucked.

    “And anything else?” I asked.

    “No….” It wasn’t a short no, it just sort of hung there. He was looking down at the sand, I sensed the tension.

    “Maybe you’d like to try?” There was a long pause. He didn’t say yes, nor did he say no, but I wasn’t going to give up that easily. “But we can’t do it here?” I added. It wasn’t really a question, the Sparticus guide had said that sex on the beach was banned, but that there was an area in the woods just inland of the road where couples went for sex.

    “No,” he confirmed, “not here.” Then he seemed to come to a decision. “I will show you.” He got up, pulled on his shorts and gathered his things. I did the same and followed him back through the dunes towards the road. There were so many tanned bodies lying around by this time, one in every nook and

    cranny. I’d like to say that they all looked like the statues of naked men that adorn the streets and squares of Rome, but they didn’t. In fact too many of them looked like stranded whales that had been left behind by the

    tide.

    When we got to the road there was a steady stream of traffic in both directions. As we waited to cross Ayo did something that surprised me, he took hold of my hand, just the way you see couples in the street. There were quite a few people about, some walking along the road, some waiting for a bus. We crossed at a run when there was a brief gap in the traffic, then went down the unpaved road that was right opposite the entrance to the beach. I was very conscious of all the eyes watching us heading into the woods, there couldn’t have been much doubt in their minds about what we were going to do.

    After about fifty yards the road turned right, from this point on it was no more than a narrow track. The surface was just sand, an extension of the beach really. There were trees and bushes on both sides of us, and every few yards I could just make out small clearings on the left and right, each no more than a couple of yards across, big enough for a couple and nicely secluded. Ayo took no notice of the clearings, went straight on by, still holding my hand as though he was leading me someplace. We went round a bend to the left. Another hundred yards on we came to a wide open sandy space perhaps a hundred yards across. I guess it was a fire-break because there wasn’t a tree nor a bush and the break extended for a hundred yards in both directions. When we started across this open space I assumed that we’d come to a more secluded area on the far side, but to my surprise Ayo threw down his stuff and spread out his towel on the sandy surface right out in the middle. Why he wanted sex just here I have no idea, maybe he was making a statement, do it out in the open, we certainly would have been seen by anyone coming along the track as we’d just done, maybe he even wanted to be seen. This struck me as odd, everything I’d learned about Italian men told me that although they did enjoy man-on-man sex it was always a very secretive affair. Whatever the reason he just stood there on his towel looking at me. I spread my towel beside his to give us a bigger area to play on. He was still standing, completely passive, waiting. I came close to him and released his belt, he didn’t move. I undid the waistband of his shorts, still no reaction. I undid his flies and they fell away. In just seconds I was naked too.

    I dropped to my knees in front of him, at last I saw his cock the way it was meant to be seen, curving up out of his pubes and rigid. It was a fine specimen, about seven inches, strongly curved with a flaring head. I took

    the head into my mouth and played with it with my tongue. He whimpered. I reached around with both hands to grasp him by the buns and pulled min in all the way. He gasped and thrust his hips forward to sink his penis in my willing mouth. I worked on him for a few minutes and was wondering if he wanted to come in my mouth. When I moved my hands from his butt to his balls he put his hand on my forehead and stopped me.

    “I lie down?” Ayo asked.

    “Sure, any way you want,” I replied. As he got down to the ground it looked as though he was going to lie on his back, that is the way he started, but before I could take his cock again he rolled over on to his stomach. I caressed his neat, tight buns.

    “I want you…” he stopped.

    “You want me to what?” I asked, hoping I was going to get my cock into that sweet slot.

    “You do fuck me?”

    “Oh yes,” I said happily. “If that’s what you want I’ll fuck you.”

    “Yes… I want…”

    I spread his legs wide and I knelt between them, then bending forward I pulled the cheeks apart and let a large drop of spit fall right on target. As I spread it around and up into his hole his sphinctre gripped tightly on my finger.

    ‘This,’ I thought, ‘is one tight ass, it’ll be one good fuck.’

    Ayo put his head down on the towel, then raised his arms on either side as though surrendering, his whole sweet young body was mine for the taking. I wedged my cock-head in his hole, then came down on his back pressing steadily. He let out a gasp. I pressed a bit harder. He cried out.

    “Have you been fucked before?” I asked. He didn’t respond, but I wasn’t sure he understood what I’d asked. “Is this first the time?”

    “Si,” he said quietly.

    I knew just what he was feeling, I’d been there myself, but now that I’d started I really wanted to fuck him. I thought of the suntan lotion. I aimed it at his hole and squeezed out a large squirt. I remembered how that guy from Fort Laramie had eased his monster cock into my tight ass by rocking from side to side as he pressed it in. I tried to do the same. With my weight balanced on my arms and knees it wasn’t as easy to keep a steady pressure on his sphincter, either I pressed too hard and he gasped, or I backed off too much and my cock didn’t penetrate at all. This went on for quite a while with sharp gasps exploding from Ayo every minute or two and I still hadn’t broken through. Eventually he turned his head to look at me over his shoulder.

    “You do it now! You just do!”

    “No, I don’t want to hurt you. We take it easy.”

    “No easy! You do!”

    That’s what he wanted, that’s what he got. I increased the pressure slowly but steadily. His head reared backwards, his shoulders flexed, hands clenched, but he didn’t utter a sound. Suddenly I broke his resistance, I was through. I stopped with my cockhead just inside his sphinctre and waited for him to relax. We lay absolutely still for two minutes, maybe three, then I felt the cheeks of his ass soften under my hips. I eased my cock in another inch, he tightened up. Another wait; he relaxed; another inch. This way I worked my way right up into his body and waited again. When he relaxed again I started to pump his ass with long slow strokes. Now he was making little whimpering sounds, like a puppy. I raised myself to look down at his body and to see my cock as it plunged in and out of his tight crack. It was a strange feeling fucking not just out in the open, but in a position where neither of us could have seen anyone approaching. But by this time I’d been hard for hours, my balls were aching, nature superseded common sense, I needed to fuck. Using my hands to massage his back as I pumped I felt his whole body go limp. Now I knew I could do as I wished, he was in heaven. I knew I wasn’t going to keep this up for much longer so I came down on his back again and reached under him with both hands to get at his cock and balls. His curved cock was as hard as a pole. I was able to make a hollow in the soft sand under the towel, his balls fell into my hands. As I took hold of them he grunted, but he didn’t struggle, so I played with them, not real rough. He came about five seconds later with a roar. The cum was still pumping out so I didn’t let up. I held his balls, one in the fingers of each hand and kept thrusting hard and deep into his hole. When I came he got a heavy load.

    As we lay there, my cock still lodged in his hole, the juice that had been building up all day long in my balls slowly seeped out of his asshole. I found the pool of cum that he’d pumped into the towel, it was still jellied

    so spread it all over his softening balls. Ayo moaned. Eventually I rolled off him and we lay side by side. He raised himself to look at my cock, still pretty stiff. He said something I couldn’t understand, then reached down and ran his finger down the length of my urethra. A drop of jelly oozed out of the slit. He moved down my body. First he licked up the drop, then took the head of my cock into his mouth. He sucked the head for a minute or so then continued on down the shaft to take the whole length of my penis. To me that was so hot, I just had to show him how much it meant to me. I reached down, took hold of his head, brought his face up to meet mine, then gave him a deep, penetrating kiss. We must have rocked and twisted in each other’s arms

    for quite a while, by the time we broke apart we were both ready for more. He’d already cleaned up my cock so now I licked all the cum off his balls, right down to the entrance to his hole, then we sucked each other off. That was one ejaculation! Had there been pips in my testicles they’d have been squeaking.


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  • That Feeling

    The feeling of confusion, fear, exhileration, and helplessness. These are the feelings I had the first time I was sexually assaulted by my younger relative.

    Please don’t misunderstand me, I am glad that it happened. I found out alot about myself that first time. I had to admit alot about myself and my inner feelings.

    Let me tell you what happened, maybe some of these feelings will surface in you. It is hard to remember everything precisely, but I will try.

    My younger relative and I were very close growing up. He was about 14 months younger than I and he would experience growing pains right after me, if you know what I mean.

    I had just started changing. My privates were growing at an alarming rate and hair was starting to grow all over. Muscles were expanding all over my body. I have always been very athletic and it was showing.

    The girls at achool noticed. I was very shy, and some of the girls I had grown up with could not seem to keep their hands off of me. They would find any excuse to touch my arms and chest.

    This scared the hell out of me. I was shy to the point of being a phobia. I would blush and find some excuse to get away from them. Of course, I would have a raging hard on I was trying to hide as I walked away.

    I had also noticed lately that when I woke up, I would often have a raging hard on and would have this liquid leaking out of the end of my dick. I had not had an orgasm yet and did not know what it was, but it did not hurt, so I chose to ignore it.

    My relative and I often spent the night together. We would be assigned to baby sit his infant sister while our parents went to social events.

    We always slept in the same bed, usually on the back porch screened in area. We always pretended we were camping out. We had everything out there, a refrigerator, a TV, toys, etc.

    I had noticed a change in him lately. He, to seemed to be finding excuses to touch my body. He was always grabing my arms and rubbing on them. I just shrugged it off and took for granted it was just some sort of show of friedship.

    As I said, we often stayed overnight. But this night was to be totally different.

    We got his sister to bed and went to the back porch area as we always did. He seemed to be in a hurry to get to bed this night. Ususaly, we stayed up and watched late movies. But he wanted to go to bed and he stripped down to his underwear and jumped into bed.

    Thinking he was tired, I too stripped down and crawled into bed. He immediately moved next to me saying he was a little cold. I allowed him to snuggle up next to me for warmth.

    After a few minutes, I drifted off to sleep. I had played baseball earlier and I must have been tired myself.

    I woke up sometime later. I had that feeling I get when I wake up with a hard on, but this felt different. Someone was touching me and it felt really great!

    I was still disoriented not realizing at first exactly where I was at. Then it dawned on me where I was and I realized this was my relative doing this. I was kind of in shock and I remained still, feighning sleep.

    I could not see well, but the moon was full and I could make out some of what was going on. Apparently, he had managed to take my underwear off without waking me. He to was completely naked.

    He was on his knees, kneeling next to me. He had my dick and balls in his right hand gently fondling me. He was fondling his dick and balls with his left hand. He was kind of slow rolling his head around and seemed to be enjoying himself immensely.

    As my eyes adjusted to the moonlight, I could see, he too, had started to grow. His dick was nearly as big as mine. Apparently, he was going through puberty at the same time as I.

    As I lay there, all kinds of emotions were going through me. I thought, is this supposed to happen. Aren’t girls and guys supposed to be doing this, not guys and guys? The confusion was intense. But it felt so good, I did not want it to stop.

    Suddenly, I felt that liquid seeping out of me again. I just knew he would stop as soon as he felt it. Instead, he rubbed all over my dick and he started stroking up and down my shaft.

    I did not realize it, but he knew I was awake. He must have been able to see my eyes open in the moonlight. He spoke. He said,”I hope you aren’t mad at me. I don’t know why, but I just had to touch it, as he wiggled my dick,”

    Again, I was stunned speachless. I did not know what to say. I had let him do it and he knew it. So protesting now would seem fake.

    He then aske if it felt good? Finally, I decided to talk. I said, “yea, it feels great. When do you start changing?”

    I could feel the tension leave him. I think he was frightened of my response to all of this. He said, “a few weeks ago. My dick is three times as big as then.”

    While we were talking, he never stopped playing with my cock. It was feeling better than it ever had before. It was throbing and seeping precum,as I later discovered, like a small fountain.

    He asked me to touch him. I thought about it and decide to try it. I was very excited at this point and felt a need to do something.

    I had never touched another persons privates, so I know I was pretty awkward at it. I first grabbed his shaft and started slowly stroking him. It felt odd from this angle, everything seemed backwards. But it felt warm, soft, and somehow exciting.

    It dawned on me, I was enjoying giving him pleasure. I could hear low moans and again his head was rolling around.

    Suddenly, I felt this overwhelming pressure building up. I started gasping for air, I layed back and started hunching against his hand.

    Then, it happened! My first orgasm. My dick started pumping creamy sperm all over the place. He pulled back as if startled. I could not stop and I did not want to stop. It seemed like it lasted forever and I felt totally out of control of it.

    Finally it stopped. My stomach was covered with cum. He was giggling and looking at all of the cum.

    He said, “I guess I did something right, look at all the cum.” This is when I learned what cum was. Seems he was being schooled by one of his older uncles

    He told me of all the things his uncle was doing with him. He told me how he knew how to suck a guy off and how his uncle was screwing him like a girl in the butt. He explained how he loved it and had dreamed of me often while he was doing it.

    His uncle had recently moved away and he missed this. He knew he wanted me and finally had built up the nerve to try.

    He told me he had not had an orgasm yet, but he too had been having precum lately. He then asked if he could screw me, thinking he may be able to cum too.

    I was a little frightened. We talked for awhile about this. He explained how he would put KY jelly, which his uncle had provided for him, on his dick and my butt. He did admit it might feel a little uncomfortable at first, but the trick was not to tense up and it would slike right in, at least that was the way when his uncle screwed him.

    Finally, I agreed to try. While we were talking, I had become hard again and I found the thought of being screwed, exciting.

    He did as he said, after prepairing us both, he put me on all fours, positioned himself between my feet, and placed the head of his dick against my anus.

    I felt his start pushing. I could feel my anus start to open. I guess my anus automatically pushed back. He explained, I had to concentrate on not squeezing shut or it might hurt.

    On his next push, I force myself not to tense up. He slid right in. I felt a little uncomfortalble at first. It did not hurt though. I could feel his red hot dick inside me. Slowly, he began fucking me. He was going in and out. I could feel a tingling, warm sensation as he did.

    I felt him grab my dick and he started stroking my cock as he fucked me. I was going crazy from all of the different sensations I was feeling.

    It did not take long. I felt him get really hard and he started fucking me real hard with strong lunges. He was stroking my cock faster and faster.

    The I felt it. He was cumming in my ass. It felt really great. The warm cum splashing inside me.

    He fell on my back and held himself inside me. He started stroking me again and after a little while, I came all over the sheets. His being inside me made this orgasm way more intense than the first one.

    Wow, what a night! I hope you enjoyed this. By the way, this is a true story.


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