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  • Seduced by a Straight Guy

    Working in a local government office isn’t everyone’s idea of a great job but the pay’s not bad and the promotion prospects are good too. Obviously it’s not for high flyers but it gets me by. Now that I’m 26 I have a reasonable standard of living and with a sexy little 18 year old boyfriend I have some thing to go home to at night. The reason I make a thing about the “18 year old” part is that when he started to chat me up in the bar, I insisted on proof of ID before I responded, so cute and young did he look. Not the most original chat up line but I didn’t want to fall for him only to find he was jail bait.

    He had moved to town to go to university and whether he saw me as inexpensive board and lodgings or not, I didn’t care, he was hot! Kieran was 5 feet 8 inches tall, 29 inch waist, the cutest ash blonde hair, cut medium in a modern attempt at a Beatles haircut, and a bubble butt. His uncut cock was in proportion at 6 inches dead! He was horny and inexperienced and wanted sex 24/7.

    Now 26 isn’t old but I’m more your 6 feet tall, short dark haired guy who likes to jog now and then and though I have dark hair, my pubes tend to be a little on the red side. I don’t get any complaints about my 7 inches either as it’s nice and thick.

    Kieran had played around with his peers in the country area he came from but I realised being his first pick-up in the big city I may not be able to hold him. Give him his due he was up for absolutely anything and in our 6 months together we had fucked each other, tried sex in the great outdoors, done a bit of watersports (at his request) and had three threesomes. Funnily enough for some reason the threesomes really turned me on. Seeing him being taken to heights by someone else was oddly erotic and watching guys getting off just being with him did the same. We were careful not to do threesomes with guys from the local gay bar and we had looked for them more than we had found them, on local swingers sites either in the gay or bisexual section.

    Now you must think I’m some “out” gay guy but in fact I’m not. I don’t talk about my lifestyle at work and Kieran is mentioned only as a flat-mate who pays rent so it came as a shock when the office was organising a night out pre Christmas, that it was suggested I bring my “flat-mate” along as most of the people there would have boyfriends, girlfriends, wives and husbands. I wasn’t keen but Kieran saw it as an opportunity to understand who the people I worked with were and put faces to names so I grudgingly agreed!

    “No camp!” I told him, “and no affection in public!”

    “What do you taken me for David? I’ll be the epitome of manliness,” he assured me.

    How manly a slim, 5 feet 8 inch, blonde teen could be was definitely up for debate.

    We dressed a normally as we could and went to the office restaurant where the event was being held. Everyone was very friendly and, as usual, the office girls were fawning over Kieran and he convincingly, fawned and flirted back. Everything went well and when the music started, I hardly saw Kieran as he seemed to have a list of admirers queueing to dance with him.

    “David, isn’t it?” said the voice from behind me.

    I turned to see a guy I half recognised from the next department to mine. He was quite fit, around 30 years old and a dazzling smile. He looked very married.

    “Ray Stevenson, accounts,” he said, holding out his hand.

    I shook it with as firm a grip as I got. My Gaydar bells were ringing and I didn’t know why. There was absolutely nothing about him that said anything other than, “it’s good to meet you.” His piercing blue eyes bore into me as he talked and chatted about the usual office matters.

    “I’m here with the wife but she’s a bit of a chatterbox and I haven’t seen her for at least 30 minutes,” he said. “Are you with someone?”

    “Eh yes, in a way. I just brought along my young flatmate to keep me company and he seems to be the life and soul so, like you I’ve been left to my own devices.”

    “Oh yes I saw him. He’s a fine looking young lad, isn’t he?”

    “Well the girls seem to think so,” I said, sidestepping any possibly dangers in the loaded question.

    “Has he been your…flatmate….for long?”

    The hesitation and the emphasis on the word ‘flatmate’ was definitely innuendo.

    “Six months,” I said. “He was looking for accommodation while he is here at university and I needed help with the mortgage so it was a win win situation.”

    “I’m sure it is,” he again said in a “nudge-nudge, wink-wink” kind of way.

    “I hope he’s useful about the house. Young lads can spend a lot of the day on their back can’t they?”

    The rhetoric question was making me uncomfortable and I was glad his rather pretty wife came along and asked to be introduced. The conversation quickly normalised though his wife, Nicole, did at one time look over at Kieran and say, “He’s a popular young lad, isn’t he?”

    Ray quickly advised her that he was my flatmate.

    We drifted apart, Kieran came back to me and I brought him up to speed with my odd conversation.

    “He’s a hunk,” said Kieran when I pointed Ray out. “Can you imagine him riding my backside?”

    I could, and the thought started an erection in my pants so I quickly changed the subject.

    The party had been on a Friday and on the following Monday I returned to my office after a meeting to find Ray standing there.

    “Good night on Friday, wasn’t it?”

    “I’m not much of a party-person but it was good to meet everyone socially,” I said.

    “I think you get to know people better when you meet socially don’t you?”

    “I suppose so,” I said, not sure where he was heading with this.

    The conversation continued clumsily until he said, “Are you having lunch in or out today?”

    I told him I was heading across to the snack bar in the square and he asked if he could join me. I said it was fine. Though I found the guy attractive, I was finding the conversation difficult and hoped I could cope with a whole lunch hour in his company. During lunch he asked what I thought of Nicole, his wife. I was easily able to say she was an attractive woman with a bubbly personality.

    “She is,” he said. “Like a lot of wives these days we don’t have fun like we used to.”

    “It takes two to tango,” I said. “You should plan more nights out.”

    “Not that kind of fun,” he said.

    “Oh,” I said uncomfortably.

    “You single guys can get it when you want whereas we married guys have to be good little boys even when the wife has gone off the idea. Do you guys go out socially together?”

    “Yes,” I said.

    “Ever pull the same girl?”

    “No not really,” I replied.

    “Of course, Kieran is much younger than you so will have different tastes. Does he like younger girls or older woman or something else?”

    “I don’t interfere with his personal life,” I said and changed the subject.

    “They are always so horny at that age. I can remember what I was like. I would screw anything with two legs.”

    “You’re not exactly ancient now,” I said.

    “So you think I still have it then? I’m certainly still as randy as I was. Just nowhere to stick the little guy these days. Bet you do better than I do?”

    Again I attempted to change the subject.

    “Anytime you guys are heading out, I wouldn’t mind an invitation. Nicole doesn’t mind me going out with friends.”

    “Eh OK then, I’ll remember,” I said brushing him off slightly.

    All afternoon my mind started to wander. I wasn’t sure if he was trying to meet friends to get out on the pull to find a woman on the side, whether he was making a play for me, making a play for Kieran or hoping to get in the sack with both of us. I thought it over and over until I realised my cock was brick hard and I didn’t know why. Then again, perhaps I did!

    I talked it over with Kieran that night.

    “Maybe we should risk a “lad’s night out” and see where it takes us,” he said. “I wouldn’t mind being in a sandwich with him. He is a hunk. Even better he’s a married, straight hunk and just my type.”

    There was still two weeks to Christmas and on the Wednesday Ray appeared again. “Nicole’s going to see her parents this weekend and I wondered if you two fancied a night on the town?”

    “I’ll ask Kieran,” I said.

    Kieran was all for it. His high expectation of us having a hot threesome with a straight guy contrasting sharply with my thoughts of the two of us watching women’s bottoms and pretending we were interested.

    When I told Ray we could have a meal in town and then go along to some of the bars he was really excited. He then suggested that if there wasn’t much going on at the bars we could all go back to his place for a few drinks afterwards. Again my eyebrows raised.

    I won’t go into the evening too much but the town was awash with Christmas night out groups and noisy girls in mini-skirts, wearing far too little for such a cold night. After the meal we hit a bar in town and I was surprised that Ray was more interested in talking to us, and particularly Kieran, than watching the scantily clad girls screaming around us.

    “I hope you’re not offended Kieran but when I saw you with the office girls last week, I thought you were a girl. You have really pale soft skin.”

    “Thank you kind sir,” said Kieran, batting his eyelids quite camply.

    “I bet you’re a model flatmate and David’s lucky to have found you,” he said, continuing the slightly awkward compliments.

    As we drank a little more, Kieran began to flirt a little, sometimes gripping Ray’s knee or patting his back when he laughed at one of his jokes.

    Ray suddenly said how much he was enjoying being in all male company again. “I often asked Nicole to perhaps stretch our sex lives a little and perhaps bring another guy……em, or girl, in to give us some excitement but she says though she finds looking at other guys fun she doesn’t want one fucking her!”

    He said the last line rather venomously.

    “How would you feel David, if you had a partner and they wanted you to bring someone else into your relationship for some wild sex?”

    His eyes glanced to Kieran.

    “Of course Kieran is too young and virginal to get involved in such sordid things, aren’t you Kieran?”

    Kieran’s face lit up and his white teeth flashed as he said, “Don’t be so sure!”

    “Oh, I’d love to hear what you mean,” said Ray.

    “It’s after 11.00,” I suddenly said.

    Much as sex with this guy would be fun, this was taking forever and I still wasn’t sure he wasn’t going to scream “poofs” if we touched him.

    “Back to mine for a nightcap,” he said standing up and drinking his wine in one gulp.

    Kieran was on his feet and ready to go so reluctantly I followed.

    Back in his rather attractive, close to centre, old warehouse to executive flat conversion we were opening yet another bottle of Saivignon Blanc. Shoes were kicked off and Ray suddenly jumped up and went into the bedroom. He returned with his laptop and a small bag.

    “This is what we were like a few years ago,” he said.

    I was shocked to find him showing us revealing pictures of Nicole, stark naked, legs apart stretching her cunt lips for the camera. It went on to some pics of her doggy style, arse in the air then a few with a large black dildo in her cunt. The next was a shot looking down as she sucked a cock. It was obviously Ray’s and though I could only make out the head, it looked big. There was another of him inside her, again taken from above and then, the picture I was hoping to see, of him naked and his erect cock in hand. It was big. I figured about 8 or 9 inches, thick and uncut. Kieran gasped loudly.

    “Like it Kieran?” he said.

    Kieran mumbled something about being surprised how well blessed he was.

    The final shot was Nicole with a generous splattering of cum all over her face, hair and tits. It looked like two guys had done it rather than one. I was erect!

    “I so would love to see her being fucked. I so would like to fuck someone else.” The someone was emphasised as Ray said it.

    “When did you last have sex boys?” he said.

    “Last weekend,” said Kieran, “And that’s all I’m saying.”

    Ray looked at us both, the drink obviously getting the better of him. I noticed an erection in his jeans.

    “Did David cum on your face then Kieran?”

    There was silence.

    “I’m hoping I’m right,” said Ray. “I so need a fuck and I so want to dump my load on someone’s face.”

    Silence.

    Kieran got up and knelt between his legs, pulling his head down and kissing him fully on the lips. He became an animal throwing Kieran back on to the floor. I thought he was attacking him at first and jumped up to protect him until I realised his lips were once again grinding down on Kieran’s. I stood alongside as they rolled on the floor then Ray suddenly got to his knees and grabbed my belt, unbuckling it, pulling down my fly, and then in one swoop pulling down my jeans and pants to release my cock. His mouth wrapped completely over it and he sucked as though he was eating food, a low growl coming from the back of his throat.

    Kieran slid out and stood up, peeling off all his clothes and standing, the epitome of perfection, in front of Ray. Ray stopped sucking and looked.

    “Fucking stunning,” he said, as he turned to slurp on Kieran’s cock and balls.

    I stripped naked and let Ray suckle us both, one after the other. Both our cocks were stiff and Kieran’s eager erection curved upwards against his flat belly, the foreskin sliding gently back to reveal his head. I felt Ray’s finger enter my arse and I let him. Much as I hadn’t thought anything was going to happen, we had both prepared ourselves thoroughly for the possibility that it might.

    I let Kieran strip him and when his not-very-sexy shorts were eventually lowered the brute that hung there was awesome. It wasn’t so much it’s length, which was impressive enough, but its girth. It couldn’t stand fully erect because of the weight and so hung downwards at a 45 degree angle even though it was hard. Kieran was on it. He loved cocks and though I was the biggest he had taken, we had a dildo that he loved inside him. That’s when I noticed the open bag and the large black dildo that Ray had brought from the room.

    “Boys, can we have sex in our bed. I want to play a video I took of Nicole and I so I can hear her in the background and then, I want to fuck you both.”

    We went through to the room and Ray stripped naked and taking some KY jelly, lubricated the dildo.

    “After this, every time I use this on her, I’ll know you have both had it in you,” he said.

    Kieran lifted his legs and allowed Ray to lube him. The dildo took a little time to insert but soon almost all of if was stretched into his hole. I was behind Ray, rimming him, something that seemed to drive him through the roof. My hand were cupping his balls through his legs and I stretched up and under to stroke his awesome cock. Kieran was groaning as the dildo went in and out. Ray then leaned over to kiss him allowing me even better access to his hole with my tongue.

    “Your turn now,” he said as he pushed me on the bed.

    Kieran lubed me and Ray started to insert the dildo. I had had a big cock before but that had been about a year ago and the dildo was difficult to insert. Kieran was now behind Ray and rubbing his stiff member up and down on his arse in simulated fucking fashion. Ray was panting like a hungry animal.

    “David, will you fuck Kieran? I so want to watch two guys fucking.”

    This was easy and I put Kieran on the bed and lifted his legs up in the air. I grabbed a condom as we still used them, and lubed it. My cock slid into Kieran easily and Ray’s face was so close to the action I thought he was going to get crushed between us. I started a steady fucking rhythm, holding one leg in each hand. I felt Ray’s finger enter my arse and realised he was lubricating me further. I heard the condom being ripped open and continued to fuck, leaving my arse exposed as I did so and waiting for the injection of meat.

    When it came, I had to stop and ask him to take it easy. Slowly he slid the head in and out, pushing a little further each time. It took almost 10 minutes before I had the entire length in me and, as he fucked, I fucked Kieran. I felt so full. Eventually I had to withdraw from Kieran to let him really get going and soon I was doggy-fashion on the bed, his stiff cock hammering into my arse and his big hands gripping my hips as he did so. Kieran’s cock was stuck in his mouth as he stood alongside us.

    “I need to stop or I’m going to cum,” said Ray. “I want to fuck Kieran. I’ve thought if nothing else since Friday.”

    I stood up and let him enjoy the moment. Stroking my cock I wanted to watch and savour every minute of my pretty little Kieran being defiled by this large, straight man, 12 years his senior. I watched carefully and held Ray’s cock as he started to enter Kieran. It slid in a great deal easier than it had to me and soon he was pumping my boy’s arse, his legs up in the air in a “V” shape. I knelt over Kieran and kissed him passionately as he was being screwed relentlessly, his face screwed up in pleasure.

    “That is so fucking fabulous,” said Kieran.

    As Ray pushed Kieran’s legs even further back, his arse was once again exposed to me and I gently lubricated it as though I was just teasing his prostate. I did this for about 10 minutes as he fucked in and out of my finger. I pulled on the condom and lubricated it and began to gently tease towards his hole.

    Poor Ray took that moment to go for a real hard plunge into Kieran and as he pulled back, my cock sunk straight inside him on one go. His yelp convinced me he was definitely not used to being fucked and as he tried to extracate himself from my cock, he fell flat on top of Kieran and I fell on top of him pushing my dick even further up his arse. I tried to pull back but he held me.

    “No, wait!” he said.

    We all lay perfectly still.

    “Move it a little!”

    I did.

    “Now slowly start to fuck me!”

    Within a short space of time, this 30 year old virgin was being heartily fucked as his cock was embedded into Kieran. Once we got the pace going my thrusts were fucking Kieran using Ray’s cock.

    “I’m going to cum,” said Ray.

    “On Kieran’s face,” I said quickly.

    I just love seeing Kieran’s sweet little round face being plastered with cum.

    He obliged and aimed his weapon at Kieran as I positioned myself off to the side to add to the mess and also to watch. Kieran lay like a hungry puppy with his mouth open and his eyes half closed ready to seal them against the cum bath. The cum bath came. I was first with a healthy jet of liquid which even surprised me in its volume spraying Kieran from the right cheek, across his nose and into his blonde hair. Just as my second of five spurts hit him. Ray blasted a thick load which surprised both of us in its force. The “splat” of the first blast was audible on Kieran’s chin, mouth, nose, forehead and hair and as the following six or seven blasts hit him, Kieran was awash with semen. His own little rocket blasted with the help of his own fair hand and hit Ray right up his back.

    The bed covers were dripping with cum.

    “I assume a quick laundry might be in order,” I said.

    “You’re right. Sleeping in dried cum might give the game away to Nicole,” he said.

    In the afterglow Ray confessed that he had pursued me as he heard I was gay from someone else in the office. When he saw Kieran he was doubly smitten feeling that he wasn’t two-timing Nicole if he had not only a couple, but a couple of guys. I didn’t quite follow his logic as two-timing is two-timing but I was glad we had had the chance anyway.

    Ray called us the next day to beg me to keep quiet about it to anyone which I, of course said I would on condition he gave us another session which he said he would.

    Part 2 – Ray wants a lot more

    It was about 3 weeks after Christmas. You know that time when the nights are long, money’s short and everyone’s bored. Ray cornered me in the canteen after having avoided me since our hot threesome.

    “Nicole has pepped up a bit,” he said. “Sex has been unbelieveable since Christmas.”

    “That’s nice for you,” I said while thinking “I wonder if perhaps it’s you who’s perked up since you got some cock up your hole and you’re taking it out on your wife?”

    “She has been absolutely great and we’ve been doing some really naughty things. I even got her to dildo me the other night and it was amazing to see her being slutty.”

    “I really am pleased for you,” I said. “Kieran and I are always trying out new things and for his age he has a pretty dirty mind.”

    “I figured that,” said Ray. “I told Nicole you were both gay and also that we had met for a drink where you told me all about your sex life. I missed the bit about me being involved, obviously!”

    I was a bit pissed off as I take exception to straight people talking about and pitying the poor gays.

    “Nicole then asked me if I thought you were both attractive.”

    “What did you say?”

    “I said I wouldn’t really know if a guy was attractive or sexy and she said that she thought you were both a waste to heterosexual society!”

    I told him I didn’t feel like a waste and we both laughed.

    It was a few days later and Ray was back standing over my desk. He was making stupid small talk and I was trying hard to catch up on a backlog.

    “I need to get on with this Ray as I’m running late with this report,” I said to him.

    “Oh sorry mate I’m just chattering on here. Can we talk during the afternoon break?”

    “Yes, fine,” I said.

    At teabreak he told me that he and Nicole had been having such a great sex life since “the event” and he had never felt hornier. She had started to branch out a bit too and they had even spoked about getting another guy along for a threesome.

    “Wow that’s quite a turnaround,” I said.

    “You bet,” said Ray. “She was quite a horny one when we first met but she had gone off the boil recently so I’m glad to get this spark into our sex life.”

    “So do you fancy the idea of seeing her with another guy?” I said.

    “Well yes and no. She actually fancies seeing me with another guy,” He replied.

    “Well that’s a turn up for the book. Has she guessed about you?”

    “No, I think she has selfish reasons for suggesting it.”

    “And what are these?”

    “She fancies Kieran like mad, and thinks you’re cute too and figures the only way she might get to see you both naked is having sex with me.”

    “Wait a minute, she wants US to have sex with you in front of her!”

    “Well….yes,” He said.

    “Now I HAVE heard everything,” I said. “I can’t see that ever working out. Apart from the fact that I have never been naked in front of a female since a botched fingering job when I was 15, I’m not sure I could get hard with a woman present.”

    “Could you do me a massive favour and run it past Kieran for me,” Said Ray, his eyes looking like a puppydog waiting for a snack. “What we were going to do, is to ask you to do a movie of us having sex together and see if it develops from that. So you wouldn’t even have to strip if you didn’t feel like it.”

    I agreed whilst secretly annoyed that he should even ask.

    “That sounds cool,” said Kieran when I mentioned it.

    “You MUST be joking?” said I. “You perhaps getting fucked up the arse while a woman watches you?”

    “Stop it,” he said, “You’re making me hard. It’s just so……debauched!”

    “Are you really serious?”

    “Never been more serious in my life. It’s something I have always fantasised about, having sex with a guy in front of his wife.”

    I thought I knew Kieran but obiously his kinky ways were even kinkier than I had thought. The more I thought about it, the more I thought I might manage it, especially if Kieran was hard and being seduced in front of me. I also had to secretly admit that watching a married guy fuck his wife had a certain guilty pleasure for me. I frequently wanked off to straight porn seeing a straight guy as horny as he can be.

    I told Ray we would meet him and his wife one day for lunch only to get to know each other and discuss what the perameters were. When we got together this pretty woman was talking dirty, really dirty. It came as quite a shock to me. She told me she wanted Kieran and I to see Ray fucking her, she would love to see one of us being fucked and particularly wanted to see her husband getting cum over his face. The meeting convinced me that it might work. Kieran didn’t need convincing and I had to fuck his brains out when we got home.

    “Why is this turning us on?” I asked Kieran as we lay in bed.

    “I have no idea but I have an adage and that is ‘If your body wants to do it, do it!” he said.

    I thought, “The innocence and horniness of youth.” Guys of Kieran’s age do it if they want to without wondering if it’s something they should. Somewhere between 18 and 26 I had started to worry about everything and anything and, of course, I was worried that the whole sex thing with a woman present might suddenly become unsexy and show me up when my cock went down! It was then I remembered a single 100mg Viagra tablet someone had given me at a party the year before and I hoped I could still find it. I was well aware that two things were driving me to do this. One was a long held fantasy of having a straight guy in the straightest of scenarios, in front of his wife and the second I had not discussed with Kieran in case it scared him and that was to see him fuck a woman. Two slightly perverted scenes but both were my reasons for being there at all. I hadn’t even thought about my involvement except for perhaps having to perform gay sex in front of a married couple!

    Ray and Nicole had it all worked out on the night. When we arrived at their house they were both dressed simply. Him in a pair of casual shorts and t-shirt and Nicole in a t-shirt, short cotton skirt with panties clearly visible through the white fabric. Both Kieran and I were in jeans and cotton short sleeved shirts. We sat around slightly awkwardly having a beer and making small talk for about 30 minutes before Ray brought things to a head. He was noticeably horny and an erection clearly showing in his shorts. Thankfully my half Viagra tablet seemed to be working too.

    “Here’s our camera David. Nicole and I are keen to start and looking forward to being watched. You two do whatever you wish from just watching, to wanking to fucking – whatever!”

    Ray handed me the camera.

    Almost immediately he started to kiss Nicole. His hands were on her legs as they both sat on the sofa with Kieran and I watching while I filmed with the compact camera. I soon had the hang of it and was zooming in to see his right hand ride up her skirt while his left pulled off her t-shirt. Her breasts were firm and quite pert for a thirty-something, the large nipples dark brown against her white skin. His mouth came down on her nipples, left then right and I assumed from her groaning that his finger had found her slit though I couldn’t see and was far too polite to stand up and go across to zoom in on it! I was slightly embarrassed but when I looked at Kieran he was rubbing the front of his jeans where there was an obvious erection. We hadn’t actually discussed our part in the night’s proceedings in any detail so I wasn’t fully sure what was going to happen.

    Nicole’s panties had now been removed and her legs were wide open and facing me. I had my first ever view of a sexually aroused vagina. The slit was bigger and slightly darker than I expected. Her hair was trim and the lips quite generous. Ray was between them licking. I decided to take my photographic role more seriously and stood up to get closer to the action. Ray had somehow kicked off his shorts and was trying to pull off his Armani pants. I helped him as his erection sprung upwards, finally free of its enclosure. He still had on his t-shirt and his manly bum was facing me, a light dark fuzz covering it and his arsehole spread and clearly visible to me and the camera. I stood alongside and filmed when I felt my crotch being groped, looking down to see Nicole squeezing me. I almost jumped with fright! She smiled and commented on the size of my semi-erect cock.

    Soon they were both naked and going at it oblivious to us. I saw Ray’s cock getting ready to enter her and went really close to watch as it disappeared easily into the wet depths of her cunt. The massive cock looked amazing as it stretched and entered her. It fucking made wet slurping sounds along with Nicole’s grunting each time Ray slapped into her. I looked around to see if Kieran was all right to find him stripped to his white CK shorts, wanking his erection.

    “Strip!” he commanded me.

    I gave him the camera and started to strip and he walked close to the action. Nicole reached out and grabbed his cock, pulling it towards her and lifting her head to suck it. My cock suddenly had life and sprung to full erection. Kieran started to face fuck Nicole and Ray leaned forward to lick Kieran’s balls. The camera was carefully placed, still running, on a display unit, aimed at the sofa.

    I walked over and started to kiss Kieran’s shoulders and he turned and kissed me fully on the lips before dropping and sucking my cock in full view of the couple on the sofa. I held his head as he sucked. Soon both of us were writhing on the floor and Kieran was begging me to fuck him.

    I lubricated him and turned him over doggy fashion to insert my cock. It slid in surprisingly easy, but then it always did when he was horny. Soon I was fucking him hard, holding his hips and then gripping his hair with my right hand as I fucked. I realised that Ray and Nicole had stopped and both were watching us, Ray casually wanking and Nicole fingering herself.

    “That is just so horny,” said Nicole.

    She came over and placed her hands between Kieran’s legs from the front, brushing his balls and gripping the base of my cock, her fingers gently probing his arsehole as I fucked him. The feeling was weird and erotic.

    “I have to stop, Kieran,” I said. “I’m so close to cumming.”

    I pulled out and went to stand up as Ray knelt down and without a word, pushed his cock straight into Kieran. He started fucking him hard.

    Nicole took my hand and led me to the couch. “Fuck me!” she said.

    I was in a daze and still erect from fucking Kieran. I looked over and saw him being fucked mercilessly and I pushed Nicole down and unceremoniously rammed my cock into her. Following Ray’s big cock my entry was easy. It was softer than an arse and much wetter and I remember thinking how little grip their was. It was like fucking a velvet bag! I seemed to be doing something right as Nicole was really groaning now and started to wail as though in pain. When I stopped to ask her how she was she screamed at me to keep fucking. I did and assumed I had just made her cum! Her nails were embedded in my back so she obviously thought it wasn’t bad.

    I withdrew and stood up just as Ray pulled from Kieran.

    “Fuck her Kieran,” I said.

    “Me?”

    “Fuck her!” I commanded.

    I grabbed the camera as he lay between her legs and surprised me by going between them with his mouth, licking the flowing liquid and using his tongue on her clitoris. Nicole was whimpering now and Ray was wanking like mad, obviously very turned on. I had a feeling both of us older lechers were getting our kick in seeing a woman over 30 being fucked by a slim 18 year old, girlish boy.

    Kieran was good at it though and when he fucked her, smaller cock or not, the response from Nicole was way ahead of that for Ray or I. Kieran was into it in a big way. Her legs were up in the air, his hands holding them high and his cock was clearly visibly fucking into this older woman. Nicole climaxed again and Kieran didn’t slow to let it flow over her, he just kept hammering into her cunt. Her groans were like short bursts of breath as Kieran’s thrusts pushed the air out of her lungs in an “Ah, Ah, Ah,” sound.

    As I knelt to get a better angle, Ray’s tongue found my hole and he started licking me. The sensations his firm hands held me and his tongue invaded me, was amazing, I let the feeling wash over me as I heard his wife climb down from whatever cloud Kieran had taken her to.

    “Cum over Ray please,” Nicole said. “I’ll film it!”

    She took the camera and Ray rolled on his back looking up as Kieran and I stood over him wanking, close to his neck and face. He stroked his own cock. I was very close and knew he was in for a shock as I could be a very heavy cummer when I was highly aroused. I bent my legs and aimed my cock at his face and neck just as my cock erupted. I heard the comments as the stream of semen sprayed wildly over Ray’s chest, cheeks, nose and forehead, a large dollop landing in his hair. It kept cumming and after around 8 spurts, slowed to a final drip. Kieran fired off immediately and his thinner cum came out like a hosepipe the splat hitting Ray straight on the nose and deflecting upwards aver his forehead and hair.

    When we finished, Nicole came across, straddled Ray’s cock and sat on him, riding up and down while she leaned forward and started to lick the cum off his face. It really didn’t take long and the two of them coordinated as they both came, Ray inside and Nicole with Ray’s cock in her and Kieran’s finger working at her little nub as they fucked.

    When we calmed down and mopped up Nicole spoke.

    “I always wanted fucked by a young teen. I always wanted to see Ray fuck a guy. I always wanted to see him getting cum on him and I always wanted to see two gay guys fuck.”

    I said, “I always wanted to see a straight guy fuck his wife and I always wanted to try a woman but, more importantly I have fantasised about Kieran fucking a woman since we met.”

    Ray said,” I’ve always wanted Nicole fucked by a young guy and by more than one guy. It being two gays guys is perverse and amazing. Nicole knows I had a fascination for cum and wanted me basted in it. You did me proud.”

    Kieran said, “I loved it all but I’m still gay!!”

    We laughed but I had a feeling deep down that this was not the beginning of an odd relationship with Ray and Nicole but perhaps a one-off that we all felt we had to do for different reasons.

    Lady luck intervened and Ray’s whole department was transferred to another building some three months later and, though it wasn’t far away, it was enough to break the contact. In a way I was glad. I had really enjoyed the experience, I had the film to prove I had enjoyed it but I wasn’t sure it was something I wanted to keep doing. Kieran and I had a few other little scenarios we wanted to try anyway and women were not involved in them!


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  • Capitol Takes

    Gordy was a pushover. From the moment that Bryan Albertson entered the Wilson apparel and gear tent at the Legg Mason tennis tournament in Washington, D.C., the tennis star knew the cute young twink who was modeling tennis apparel and helping at the ball serve exhibit was his for the asking.

    This wasn’t the first time today that Bryan had seen Gordy. The first time was out in the players’ and staff parking lot, where Bryan was standing at the players’ booth and picking up his credentials. A BMW convertible driven by an older guy of about forty or so had motored into the lot and over near the staff tent, and this really great-looking younger guy had unfolded himself from the passenger side and leaned over and given the older guy a big sloppy kiss.

    Bryan had then recognized that the older guy was a TV anchorman for one of the news programs based in Washington. Wally Haimer, Bryan thought. He’d heard rumors about Haimer. It looked like the rumors were true. In any case, he’d gotten himself some really nice tail in this young guy. He was a tall blond with blue eyes and a good build. He had a sunny smile and an “oh my gosh” aura to him. Bryan doubted he was more than nineteen or twenty, and he looked fresh, barely broken in. Surely an old guy like Haimer couldn’t have given him the ride he deserved.

    Bryan had hung around just beyond the gate and followed the young guy to the Wilson Sports retail tent and looked in there from afar long enough to see that this was probably where the young guy was working. Bryan didn’t want to stay out in the open like this for long, because tennis fans were beginning to recognize him and a few had already asked him to sign their programs or tennis balls. So, he turned and retreated to the locker rooms under the stands.

    He wasn’t playing until the next morning, being one of three players who had gotten a bye in the first round. But he’d wanted to get in some practice today. His coach wasn’t coming in until the next morning, though, so he’d have to try to pick up one of the other players. Maybe one of the Ergon brothers – a Turkish men’s doubles team. He’d been in a tournament with them in Munich a couple of months previously. They had a good fuck session there with one of the eighteen year olds that tournament used for ball boys. That young guy certainly could yowl. Of course it had been the three of them at him, and the ball boy fucked like it was his first time. Bryan had hoped to get it on with the two Turks again here – they’d been a lot of fun and had nice, big cocks. And maybe this young guy in the Wilson tent would be just the ticket. It was a tennis fetish of Albertson’s. He had to have a good fuck the night before a match to do well.

    Nobody he knew was in the locker room. In fact, the place was almost deserted. There were players out on the court, but it was pretty early in the day and in the tournament, and momentum hadn’t started to roll here at Washington’s Carter Barron tennis complex yet. Bryan went back out onto the concourse and walked over to the Wilson tent. All of the players had agreed to float around to the vendor tents for a few hours during the tournament anyway, and he decided he might get some of that out of the way sooner than later.

    He wandered around and stopped and posed for photos and signed autographs here and there, but he found himself zeroing in on the Wilson tent. He really wanted to get up close to that young blond he’d seen. When he entered the tent, the blond guy looked up from the serving cage that had been set off to one side as a come-on to get people into the tent to buy apparel and tennis gear. There was a camera at the end of the cage and a big bull’s eye on the back wall, and whoever was serving was told to try to hit a certain mark on the bull’s eye and the camera would record the speed of the serve. There wasn’t any prize – just bragging rights if those standing around saw you give a good, fast serve.

    Bryan walked to the spotlighted circle where the players were to stand to give autographs. Some children began to form around him for autographs, but he could see immediately that he’d also caught the attention of the young blond guy from the parking lot, who flashed him a warm smile. When Bryan had worked his way over to the serving cage, he found the blond guy busy demonstrating how the exhibit worked to a couple of Hispanic dudes.

    “Hey, not bad,” he said when the blond guy had hit the perfect spot on the bull’s eye at a 98 mph speed.

    “Uh, thank you,” the blond guy said as he looked up and then did a double take when seeing that it was one of the top seeds in the tournament who had delivered the compliment. “We, of course, can’t get the higher speeds here. The conditions aren’t really comparable to being on the court. You’re Bryan Albertson, aren’t you?” He asked the question as if he couldn’t believe Bryan Albertson would be on the same planet with him, let alone standing next to him.

    “I was when I woke up this morning. And you are . . . ?”

    “Uh, sorry. I’m Gordy. Gordy Martin.”

    Bryan put his hand out, and Gordy awkwardly took it in his hand. Bryan could feel that Gordy was trembling at the touch.

    The Hispanic dudes lost interest in trying the serve at least long enough for Bryan to sign the sleeves of their T-shirts. As he did so, he continued to look at Gordy and converse directly with him.

    “Do you play well on the real court?”

    “I hold my own pretty well,” Gordy answered.

    “I need someone to hit balls with me for a half hour or so. My practice court time is coming up and I can’t find anyone in the locker room to hit with me. If I asked your manager real nice if he could spare you for an hour or so and I stood you for a cool one before that, would you like to hit with me?”

    “Uh, yeah. Of course,” was Gordy’s response – although it came out a little tongue tied. He was completely star struck.

    “This is gonna be a piece of cake,” Bryan thought, quite satisfied with himself, as Gordy preceded him to the back of the tent where the manager’s desk was set up. As they walked, Bryan put a palm on Gordy’s butt. And although he felt the young blond shudder, Gordy didn’t make any move to separate Bryan’s hand and his butt.

    “You from Washington?” Bryan asked, as they sat in front of the Singha concession at a high-top table and sipped beer. Every couple of minutes a tennis fan recognized Bryan and stopped by for an autograph and a “best wishes” for Bryan’s chances at taking the tournament. Bryan could tell that Gordy was duly impressed at the attention.

    “Naw, I’m a California coast guy,” Gordy answered. “Play a lot of tennis and got a chance at modeling for Wilson, though, and I thought I’d take a look see at this side of the world.”

    “So, modeling is your gig?”

    “At least until my goal of being a movie maker takes off.”

    “Which is why you’re living in California?”

    “Yeah, but I like to travel like this; it gives me ideas for movies. And how about you? Do you call anyplace home?”

    “Just the tennis court, and . . .” at this he looked Gordy in the eye and laid a hand on his knee under the surface of the table “. . . and in the bedroom.”

    Gordy blushed, but, again, he didn’t brush the hand away. “So, you’re not a home-based kind of guy?”

    “No. Pretty much a hit and runner, always going to the next tournament. When I’m not playing, I’m working out at Bollittieri’s setup in Florida. I usually find someone to bunk with when I’m there. Whoever I bunk with, he never complains.”

    Gordy said nothing. He didn’t really have an opportunity at that point, because another fan had seen Bryan and sauntered over for an autograph.

    When the fan had drifted off, Bryan turned to Gordy and said, “I won’t beat around the bush. I need to get laid today. It always helps my game, and if not you, I’ll need to hook up with someone else soon. Do you take cock or do you give it?”

    “Excuse me?” Gordy was suddenly coy – and his face blushing virginally.

    “I don’t think I guessed wrong,” Bryan continued, still cocky, “I saw you smooching up that TV commentator out in the parking lot before you came in. Top or bottom? Give good head, do you?”

    “Umm, I don’t really do much . . .”

    “Top or bottom?”

    “Uh . . . bottom . . . I guess. But I don’t often . . .”

    “Here, feel this. You want it, it’s yours.” Bryan had taken one of Gordy’s hands and placed it on his basket. “You don’t think you can take it, tell me now. Isn’t a dream of yours to get laid by a hung tennis champion?”

    Gordy was trembling, but he didn’t take his hand away from the basket – at least until he noticed another fan zeroing in on Bryan. And he didn’t say no, either.

    After the fan had left the table, Bryan downed his beer and stood up. “It’s time for that practice session. It’s hot as hell in Washington in August. So, let’s play skins. It will give the spectators a thrill, and I want to see you move half naked – and I want you to see me move as well. Afterward, we’ll hit the showers here and I’ll fuck your lights out. I like that, I’ll take you home with me tonight. Problems with any of that?”

    Gordy was speechless, but he stood up from the table and, evidently cowed by Bryan’s directness and assured arrogance, the young blond meekly followed Bryan to the practice courts. And he didn’t do badly in hitting with Bryan during the practice, which was a miracle considering how keyed up Bryan had made him. Seeing Bryan shirtless and moving around the court, magnificence in motion, made him pant, though – along with a two-deep crowd of young women – and not a few men – clinging to the wire fence around the periphery of the court.

    * * * *

    “Oh, god . . . I don’t know if I can . . .”

    “You can. Just watch the teeth; unhinge your jaw; keep ’em out of the way. There like that. Ahhhh, yes. Oh, fuck, yes. Open to me!”

    Gordy gagged and pulled off Bryan’s cock, but after a couple of coughs, he opened to Bryan again, who slid inside Gordy’s mouth, the access much easier now – and deeper – and, holding Gordy’s head to his crotch under the cascading water of the shower cubicle under the tennis stadium stands with his hands, he began a slow pump.

    “There, that’s good. For never doing this before, you’re doing just fine. Ahhhh, yes.”

    Gordy had a wild-eyed look about him as Bryan pulled him erect with hands on his waist and then turned him and gave the command, “Bend over. Grab your ankles.”

    Bryan was loving this. He’d rarely taken a guy – certainly not a guy this hot – who seemed so new to it. Bryan was feeling like he was the first with this blond hottie, and his cock was all the harder for the sensation.

    “Oh shit . . . . oh fuck!” Gordy cried out as Bryan slowly plowed up into him. Gordy initially almost collapsed, his knees going to rubber, but Bryan held him up with hands clutching the young blond’s waist. Gordy reached up, though, and grabbed the towel bars on the wall with his fists and arched his back and whimpered and moaned as Bryan continued driving his cock up inside him.

    When Bryan started to slow pump, Gordy arched his back up to Bryan’s chest and wrapped his wrists behind Bryan’s neck. He turned his face toward Bryan’s and, as the two kissed deeply, a charge of electricity ran up through Bryan’s body from his cock up to the top of his head. Gordy was moving his hips, back and forth, on Bryan’s skewering cock. Fucking him now. And now Bryan’s moans and sighs were merging with Gordy’s. It was as if Gordy was a pro at this. Bryan knew now that he’d be taking Gordy back to the hotel for the night. This was the prematch fuck he’d been looking for; he could almost guarantee victory in his second-round match now.

    Bryan was also thinking that Gordy was too good to be keeping to himself, as his thoughts went to his last really great fuck – in Munich. He’d won that tournament – which was what had given him the great seeding in this one. The Turkish brothers had won the men’s doubles too.

    * * * *

    “God, I don’t know,” Gordy said as they were dressing in the tennis stadium locker room. “It’s all a little overwhelming. I’m so sore. I’ve hardly ever – “

    “That TV guy, Wally Haimer, fucked you last night, didn’t he?”

    Gordy didn’t answer. His eyes were downcast in evident embarrassment.

    “Was that your first time?”

    “Uhh.” That and nothing more from Gordy, his eyes still downcast.

    Bryan reached over and put his arms around Gordy and lifted his chin so that he could take Gordy’s lips with his. It was a sweet kiss.

    “Is he picking you up here this evening?”

    “No. No, certainly not. It was an accident, really. I didn’t intend . . . he just . . .”

    “Was so seductive?”

    “Yes.”

    “And did he fuck you better than I did? His cock possess you deep inside as well as I did?”

    “Please . . . I don’t want to talk – “

    “Did he?” Bryan had grabbed one of Gordy’s hands and placed it on his basket. Gordy was trembling, but he didn’t take his hand away.

    “No.” The answer, when it came, was almost a whimper.

    “I’ll pay you $100 if you’ll come back to the hotel and sleep with me tonight.”

    “I . . . I don’t . . . know.”

    “Yes you do. You know, don’t you? You want to. You want me again.”

    “Yes.” It was a whisper.

    * * * *

    Bryan was in the hotel room bathroom showering again. Gordy would be next. Bryan had suggested they shower together again, but Gordy said he knew that would lead to sex and he wanted Bryan in bed. He had blushed and pointed out that there was a mirror beside the bed and he wanted to watch this time. Bryan had just laughed and muttered something about Gordy being on the fast track in learning to be a slut and had sauntered off to the bathroom, bare buttocks undulating and a towel flipped over his shoulder. If someone was being described as the cock of the walk, that would be Bryan walking to the bathroom.

    While Bryan showered, Gordy moved around the room nervously, looking at this and that on the wall and behind the drapes at the window. He stopped in front of the wall opposite the one with the mirror on it – on the other side of the bed – and examined the painting on the wall. It was quite a colorful and “busy” one. Lots of abstract circles in different sizes. Gordy smiled, lifted the painting off the wall, and reached into his pocket for his pocketknife.

    Later, when it was Gordy’s turn to come out of the bathroom, after his shower, naked and toweling his hair, he did a double take and almost fell backward into the bathroom again.

    “Relax, Gordy,” Bryan said. He had been standing close by the bathroom door and moved behind Gordy and encircled his chest with his arms, pinning Gordy’s arms to his sides. “These are friends of mine. Surely you recognize them. Doubles partners. Mehmet and Mahfouz Ergon. They play with me. They want to play with you too. You’ll enjoy them. I know they’ll enjoy you.”

    All three of the men Gordy encountered in the room were naked – all already crowned with condoms, so Gordy was left with no doubt what the three intended.

    “No . . . please, Bryan,” Gordy whimpered. “I told you that I . . . oh, god, oh shit!”

    “It’ll be a fast $300, Gordy. I wouldn’t ask you to do it for what I said I’d pay just for me.”

    “Oh, god,” Gordy whimpered.

    “We’ll take that as I yes, shall we?” Bryan said, with a big smile. “Good. ‘Cause you comin’ out of the bathroom looking that good, I think it would happen anyway.”

    One of the Ergons was kneeling in front of Gordy and had taken the blond youth’s cock in his mouth and was expertly going down on it. Gordy struggled a bit, but when Bryan took possession of his lips in a deep kiss, Gordy settled down.

    He was writhing again, though, as, with Bryan still holding his arms and torso prisoner, the Turkish tennis player stood and lifted and spread Gordy’s legs and began working his cock inside Gordy’s passage. The second Turk came over and stood beside Gordy and worked the young blond’s cock with his hand while his brother fucked him and Bryan held him close and worked his mouth. Neither of the Turks were as long as Bryan, but they both were thicker – and were more brutal and pistoning in their taking.

    When the first Turk – Mahfouz, Gordy caught the name correctly – was finished, they carried Gordy to the bed and pushed him down on his back, his butt at the foot of the bed. Bryan crouched between Gordy’s legs and fucked him second, while the other Turk – Mehmet – straddled Gordy’s chest and fed his cock into Gordy’s mouth.

    Gordy whimpered and pleaded, but the three kept at him, laughing and joking among themselves and commenting on what a nice, young, fresh piece of ass they had to work this time.

    When Bryan was finished between his legs, Mehmet pulled Gordy off the bed and pushed the blond youth onto the floor on all fours and mounted him and fucked him like a dog.

    The Turks took him in another round on the bed, with Gordy having reached the stage where he just flopped back and moaned and gave no opposition or help at all. The Turks offered Gordy to Bryan at the start of the second round, but Bryan just laughed and said he had Gordy for the rest of the night and for them to each have another fucking before showering and leaving.

    As the Turkish brothers showered – together – Bryan laid stretched against Gordy’s panting and whimpering body and held him close and whispered in his ear what they’d do together when they were alone. Gordy, in obvious exhaustion, merely murmured unintelligible words back at Bryan and drifted off into a state of semiconsciousness. Bryan found him so luscious in that state that he went up on his knees, lifted one of Gordy’s legs and side split him in a quick fuck. Gordy remained comatose.

    When Gordy started to become aware of his surroundings again, Bryan and the Turks were at the hotel room door, joking and talking tennis and of their coming matches and their prospects for victory. The Turks were dressed and Bryan had a towel wrapped around his waist. When the Turks had gone, Bryan went into the bathroom and closed the door.

    Gordy waited for the shower to start pumping water and then he sprang off the bed – seemingly rejuvenated. He was smiling and not moving at all like a newly initiated guy who had just been gangbanged for a couple of hours by three virile and demanding cocks.

    He strode over to the painting beside the bed, pulled it off the wall, and extracted the miniature, wide-angled video camera he’d attached to the back of the painting with its lens against the hole he’d cut into the busy-design painting with his pocketknife.

    Bryan was still under the shower stream and singing happily to himself when Gordy finished dressing, swept the $300 Bryan had promised him off the dresser, quietly exited the hotel room, and clicked the door shut behind him.

    “Not bad for less than a week,” he was thinking. “First that pitcher with the Washington Nationals baseball team, and then that TV anchorman. Three pro tennis players was a bonus here. And I’ve already got a hookup arranged with that Republican congressman tomorrow night. A couple of more days of video editing and splicing and my “Capitol Takes” movie is gonna be ready to go viral in the gay movie houses.”


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  • Life is Like a Box of Chocolates

    Forest Gump’s mother was right, life is indeed like a box of chocolates you really don’t know what your going to get! Its not like i planned on liking men sexually, it just sort of happend. 

    My name is Chris, Chris Whitehorn  in the last few months before my twenty first birthday, after reading a book about a marine whos girlfriend left him for another guy and how he got over it and moved on i looked back and reflected on the events that had happened in the short life that i had lived.

    I always felt out of place at primary school and i didnt fit in when i got to secondry school either, i slowly found my feet and had a good circle of friends. I was looked at as the leader of the pack and that set me up as the target for the bullies, see in school, i was in the middle i knew almost everybody in my year and they all knew me, you had your popular people and the not so popular and i was in the middle of the two, i wouldnt say people were jelous bu more intimidated, i knew how to talk to girls and had a lot of real close friends that were female and their boyfriends didnt like that, at all. They would bully me but i wouldnt show that it upset me, they all knew i could get their girlfriends to dump them in a instance so they were intimidated big time. 

    Half way through secodry school i entered a relationship with my first true live Kayley Weaver, she was curvy in all the right places nice bum, nice breasts and a wining smile, ill never forget how we met, i had slagged of a friend of hers an she came storming up to me and had a huge row with me, we got over it and in time we strated hanging out in school i got her number from a friend and started to text her one day we text for hours wasting all of our credit -as contract phones wernt big back then- she sent me a text that said who do you fancy? i said another girl from our school an asked her the same question she said another guy from our school. Soon after i had no credit so i rang her we chatted for hours and then i just said “i lied” she kept nagging me to eplain more so i did, i said that i fancied her and not the girl i text her saying that i did and she confessed the same thing saying that she fancied me and not who she text about. 

    Monday morning came and i saw her she flashed me her smile and i melted inside, i walked right up to her took her in my arms, and said “i need you in my life, will you be my girlfriend?” she accepted and the relationship went on from there.

     Ater a year things started going wrong and i invited my two best friends over, Joe and Kyle, we began drinking cider and watching films an then decided to play spin the bottle, i dared my friend to set light to his arm pit hair and he did, my god did that stink! After another hour of drinking and stupidness with spin the bottle it landed on me, joe dared kyle and i to kiss for ten seconds and we did, it meant nothing it was just a dare but when we pulled apart our eyes met, it felt like a lifetime and thoughts started to rush around my head, a strange feeling came over me and my stomach longed for us to kiss again.

    The following weekend i just invited kyle to stay this time we were alone.

    “last weekend was pretty neat.” i said wishing for a reply that meant he enjoyed it too

    “yeah was well good, how about that kiss” he said laughing 

    “oh my god i had completly forgotten about that” i lied hoping for a signal to try it again

    “well ill have to jog your memory.” with that he leaned over and pressed his lips against mine, his tongue searching for my lips. I was stunned, i opened my mouth and our tongues met lashing against each other exploring his mouth as we parted he smiled and said 

    “do you remember now?”

    “im not sure, might have to have another go” i said sarcastically and i leaned back in pressing my lips against his.

    He pulled back and said 

    “have you ever ha a blow job?”

    “no, have you?” i queried  

    I hadnt got to that stage with Kayley. With that he laid me back on the bed and began unbuttining my jeans then realising i had a blet on “fucking belt” he shouts after he had undone my jeans and faffed with my belt he went down and took m cock in his mouth, it was warm and moist and felt fucking amazing, he tried to deep thoat me but gagged alot coming up for air he said “how fucking big are you?” i wasnt that big only about seven and a half eight inches at best but it made me smile and he webt back down he sucked me for ages and i was in heaven with pleasure he rose up and said “I’m not doing any more until you have had ago on my cock!” so i laid him back and started pulling his trackie bottoms down out popped this beautiful cock it wasn’t buge only about five and a half,six inches long but mighty thick, i cupped and playdd with his balls and gently kissed the end of his cock his pre-cum so good and then i took his cock in my mouth, it was my first ever blowjob and it was wonderful he was moaning softly and all of a sudden his cock throbbed and my tongue lashed around the head of his cock in my mouth and all of the sudden his he threw his head back, lifted his hips forcing his cock deeper into my throat and what seemed a bucket load of cum filled my mouth, he held his hands on the back of head forcing me to keep on his cock and to swallow and i happily did, my god it tasted wonderful and i wanted more! 


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  • My experience in space

    Have you ever been in a place that was very quiet? So quiet that when you hold your breath the only sound you hear is the beating of you heart? Outer space is quiet like that. The smallest of sounds can seem so loud. Some people might find silence like that a little too quiet but I love it. No horns from cars that echo off of buildings. No Neighbors fighting next door to you. Just utter silence.

    I’m stationed at the Gemini Space Station for the next six months and already I can tell I’m going to be just fine. Back in San Diego I was pilot for the Navy. Flying has been my passion ever since I was a kid. I figured why not do what I love for and do it for the military. When I learned that I was chosen to go to the Gemini I was excited. Going into outer space was a dream come true. While I’m here at the space station my task, along with my group is to learn the pattern of meteor showers. This will be great because I’ll be learning something that’s very mysterious. As I’m exiting the shuttle shortly after arriving to the Gemini the bridge is made of plexiglass and all around me I see nothing but stars. It’s so beautiful. When you’re on earth you can’t see as many stars because of all the light from towns and cities but up here the stars are endless. I walk across the bridge not watching where I’m walking and I run into what seems like a wall. I drop my bag from the impact, bounce back and in front of me stands a tall broad shouldered man. His uniform looked like it’s cutting off the circulation to his arms. “Watch your step newbee!” He says with a deep baritone voice. “Excuse me Lieutenant.” I tell him. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going”. I reach down to pick up my bag, as I’m coming back up I take a quick glance at this man. His shoes are flawlessly shined, and his pants are perfectly creased. “Just make sure it doesn’t happen again” he tells me and walks away. I turn around, checking him out as his round muscular ass sways side to side. I turn back around and head into the base to get directions to my barracks. On the outside wall there are some windows that look like mirrors and they’re impossible to see through from where I’m entering. When I get inside I see to my left a female officer. “Is this your first time here?” She asks me. “Yes ma’am, it’s my first day.” I tell her. She smiles and says. “Well then let me introduce myself. I’m Officer Nicole McKenzie but you can call me Nicole.” Feeling a little confused I ask “why don’t I have to address you by your rank?” She says “captains orders are that we call each other by our first names. It’s his way of making us feel comfortable”. I couldn’t argue with that. “Oh, that’s pretty cool” I tell her. “What’s your name?” she asked me. “My name is Timothy Michaels, uh who was that big guy I bumped into?” She looks out the window “That is Brandon Jensen. He can be kind of intimidating but he’s harmless.” Yeah he is intimidating.” I say as I stare at him from the window. “Ok” Nicole says as she giggles. “If you’ve had enough eye candy for the day, I can show you where you’ll be staying”. I blush, clear my throat and say “Yeah ok, that’ll be great.” “This way” She says. As we walk I keep my eyes on the ground. “So tell me Timothy, how do you think you’ll handle being out here for so long?” Nicole asks me. I think for a moment and say. “I should be ok, I’ve been looking forward to coming out here and working hard.” She tells me “You’ll fit right in then, we have nothing but hard workers here.” We finally get to my barrack and I’m expecting to see beds together in one big room like they are on a regular base. These barracks however are single rooms. The two adjacent sides of the room are actual walls made of thick steel. Looking towards the back of the room, that wall is all plexiglass, which is mirrored from the outside. That made me happy cause whenever I have the urge to jack off, no one can see inside.

    I start unpacking all my belongings, get comfortable and hop in the shower. As the hot water beats down on my skin I run my fingers through my hair. The steam in the bathroom gets my blood running fast. Grabbing the bar of soap I began soaping my chest slowly, spreading soap down to my shaft and balls. The soap lathers quickly and my dick starts to get hard. Softly I stroke my shaft while rubbing my stomach with my other hand. I kneel down and lay in the tub, water splashing from the top of my head down to my lower chest. I can feel blood pumping through my dick as it throbs. Speeding up my stroke I concentrate on the head of my cock, the sensation I feel as my body tenses is overwhelming. Suddenly I burst with the first shot so powerful it hits my hair and forehead. A second shot blasts my lips and I lick it off as three more shots squirt onto my stomach and run down each side of me. My hand is covered in cum and I can’t resist licking every drop from my fingers. My body convulses as the orgasm gradually ends. Feeling relaxed I rinse off get out of the shower and lay in the bed falling into a deep sleep. When I wake up in the morning I get my self together and head out to my station. Nicole is waiting for me when I get to my station. “Good morning Timothy.” She says. “I hope you got enough sleep because we have a lot to do today.” I smile and say “I sure did, lets get the day started.” Sitting at my computer I monitor my radar, looking for any unusual movement that could be caused by meteors. I happen to look up and across the room is Brandon walking slowly in my direction making sure everyone is in top of their jobs. He walks past my desk and I look him in the eyes. He looks back at me briefly, looks away and looks back to see if I’m still looking at him. When he notices that I still am I say “How are you doing?” “Fine thanks, how’s it going over here?” He asks me with a tone that suggests I’m doing nothing. “It’s going good” I tell him. “Not too much action happening on my screen.” The entire time he looks at me he shows no expression. Trying to make conversation I ask him where he’s from originally. “I’m from Baltimore.” He says. “Baltimore huh? That’s nice. How long have you been here at the Gemini?” I ask him. Surprised I’m asking him questions he hesitantly answers “About a year now, why do you ask?” Feeling like I’m getting to personal with him I change my tone to a shy one and answer “Just trying to make friendly conversation, if we’re going to be working in the same place for a while I’d like to get to know the people I’m working with.” A small grin forms on his face and he says “Ok, that’s fair enough, but working hours aren’t for getting to know your coworkers.” He walks away leaving me feeling kind of confused. Did I say something wrong that upset him? I didn’t know how to feel so I just let it go and continued my work. My shift was long and I learned so much throughout the day. I shut off my computer, clear my desk and meet up with Nicole and get a few handbooks from her to study over the night. Back in my barrack the silence is perfect. I can read each section in peace and I soak up a ton of information. Then I get a knock at my door. Thinking it was Nicole I walk to the door with my eyes in the handbook, open the door and without looking to see who was there I say “Hey what’s up Nicole?” I look up and Brandon is standing in my doorway wearing a jogging suit that’s zipped halfway up. Underneath the jacket I can see a white tank top and the dark brown hair from his chest is showing. It’s such a sexy sight to see, him standing there with his hot muscular body in front of me.

    I want to reach my hands out and rub his chest. “Oh….. Brandon what’s up? What are you doing here?” I ask him in a surprised way. He says, “It’s part of my job to make sure that you’re adjusting fine. Are you adjusting fine?” He asks me. “Yeah I’m ok, just going over some work stuff and keeping myself busy.” I tell him. He looks down at my feet and says “Hmm ok that’s good.” He looks into my eyes for about five seconds leans back and looks to his left then to his right as if he’s making sure no one is around then looks back at me. I thought it was a little strange but didn’t pay it much mind.” You’re Timothy, right?” He says. “Yes”. I respond. “Ok Timothy, well I don’t want to keep you from your work for too long so I’ll be on my way.” He turns around to leave “Wait, I don’t really know anyone here except Nicole, and I’d like to know if you’d want to show me around the Gemini. Of course after work hours.” I tell him. “Sure, why not? That would be a good idea.” He tells me. I smile and say, “Cool, how about tomorrow?” I ask. “Tomorrow sounds good.” He says. When he leaves I close the door feeling happy and excited. I think to myself, this guy is sort of mysterious and hard to read. Most guys I can tell if they’re curious but he was difficult to figure out. I was determined to find out, to know if I could get to know him on a more personal level. So I decided that I would test my luck and see how far I could get with him.

    The next day I’m at my desk finishing up my observation of possible meteor showers in the area. Brandon is making his usual round in my section. Hoping that he’ll speak to me when he walks by I pretend to not see him and find something to organize on my desk. When I look up Brandon has already passed my desk and didn’t say a word. Did he not want to talk to me? Maybe he forgot about showing me around the base. You’re over reacting Timothy. Just wait until later, let him come to you, I think to myself. When I finish my research for the day I go back to my barrack feeling worn out from such a long day. I get to my door and there stands Brandon leaning against the wall with his back towards me. “What are you doing here?” I ask him pretending I’d forgotten. He turns around and says, “I was hoping you still wanted me to show you around, unless you have other plans?” “No, not at all.” I tell him in a surprised voice. “Let me go inside and change, and I’ll be right out.” “Take your time.” He tells me. I slam the door get undressed and take a quick shower. I throw on some jeans forgetting to put on underwear, finished getting dressed and head out. Brandon begins showing me all around the pace station. He tells me everything there is to know about the Gemini, explaining the differences between a Military base on earth and a space station. While he’s talking to me I listen to his voice and discretely watch his gestures. Some of the movements Brandon makes when he talks tell me that beneath this rock exterior of his is a big muscular bear that desires to be touched in a way that only another man can do. With those thoughts in mind I’m curious to know if I can get persuade him into doing something, so I play it cool. “I can see you know your job pretty well.” I tell him. “You must get a little stressed sometimes with all this information, don’t you?” I ask.

    He stops walking, turns to and places his hand on my shoulder and says. “You have no idea how overwhelming my job is. I don’t get much sleep because my mind is constantly on over drive with making sure everyone is on top of their jobs, nit to mention having to do my own.” Brandon started opening up to me. He was venting all of his frustrations out to me. I had him right where I wanted him. As he continues talking to me I give him all of my attention I don’t think he’s realized I’ve walked us back towards my barrack. I wasn’t expecting to here him run his mouth so much but it was all part of the plan, to get him to feel comfortable with me. When we get to my room he’s still talking and I interrupt him. “Would you like to come inside for a while? Just to relax for a bit?” He doesn’t think twice before he says. “Hell yeah, do you have anything to drink?” “Uh, yeah I do.” I tell him. “Why don’t you come inside and make yourself at home and I’ll get you something to drink.” We go inside and he takes a seat on a chair I have next to my closet. “Brandon, so tell me what do you do to get rid of all that stress and frustration after a long day?” I ask. “I work out all the time, you don’t get muscles like these just by sitting around.” He tells me as he flexes his arms and chest. Anxious to see him shirtless I say “How about you take off that shirt and let me see what killing yourself in the gym does.” He looks at me funny and says “…. I guess that’s cool.” He stands up and uses both hands to raise his shirt up and lift it over his head. His body is amazing, with a chest that’s bulky and covered in light brown curly hair. The upper part of his washboard abs have no hair but just below, around his naval is a thin bush of hair that trails down into his pants. I try to visualize the way his cock looks bundled in his underwear. Then I wondered if he was wearing boxers, and if so I can picture his balls resting on the inner part of his thigh. In awe I saw “Wow you don’t mess around when it comes to working out do you?” Felling proud of his body he says “No way man, when it comes to pumping iron I do it till it hurts.” Immediately I envision him pounding my ass making me his little bitch. Feeling I could talk him into something I say “I have a way to relax you, if you’re up for it?” He gives me a look of uncertainty and asks. “What did you have in mind?” “It’s very simple.” I explain to him. I’ve been told that I’m very good with my hands and I would like to give you a massage.” Without hesitation he says “Ok look, I’m not gay and I don’t feel to comfortable with a guy touching me like that.” I smile and say “Let’s try this, sit back in that chair relax and take a deep breath.” He does so. “Now I want you to close your eyes and clear your mind. I’m going to start and if at all you feel uncomfortable don’t hesitate to tell me to stop and I’ll stop, ok?” “O, ok.” He says. I stand behind the chair and softly place my hands on his shoulders. I gently caress his shoulders and feel him start to sweat. “You feel kind of tense on your shoulders.” I tell him. He doesn’t respond but I continue with my thumbs going in small circles on his upper back and my fingers from each hand rubbing between is neck and shoulders. Brandon lets out a sigh of relief and says. “You really are good with you hands.” Convinced that he’s pleased , I tell him “I’d like you to lay on the bed for me on your stomach, I can do much more than with you in this chair if you wouldn’t mind.” He gets up and goes to lie on the bed. My dick has gotten hard just from touching him. I don’t want to scare him with my boner so I adjust my dick in my pants and stand on the side of the bed and continue to massage him. Slowly I make my way up and down his back for a good 15 minutes. I gradually move my hands down careful not to touch his butt and begin massaging the back of his thighs. As he lets out a moan of enjoyment he says. “No one has ever touched me this way before. I could lay here all day.” “I wouldn’t mind if you did.” I say under my breath. “What was that?” He said. I clear my throat and say “Oh nothing.” Continuing down his legs I get to his feet. Take off his shoes and start rubbing the bottom of each foot, on at a time. After five minutes pulls his feet away from, turns over and looks at me with a look of lust I’ve never seen before. Quickly he begins unbuttoning his pants, pulls them down to his ankles along with his underwear, grabs my hands pulling me down to my knees and between his legs. “I want you to suck my cock.” Happy but surprised I say nothing. I grasp the shaft of his cock and place my tongue on the head of his dick. I can feel his dick throbbing as pre cum oozes onto my taste buds. My lips wrap slowly around his dick welcoming it into my mouth and down my throat. “Fuck yeah, take it all the way down.” He tells me as his right hand grabs the back of my head forcing his dick into my mouth. The feel of his hand on the back of my head makes me much more horny. My bower briefs are soaked pre cum and it’s beginning to run down my leg. Coming up for breath I ask. “Have you ever had you dick sucked this way before?” He raises hi head off the bed and says. “UGH FUCK DUDE, no ones ever given me head like this before, ever.” Happy that he’s enjoying me I say, “when you’re about to cum, don’t hold back. I want to feel it shoot down my throat.” I continue to suck on his dick as he holds my head and thrusts his pelvis up and down fucking my mouth. “I cum like a geyser, I hope you’re ready.” He tells. Trying to hold his orgasm to the last second. ‘OH fuck I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. OH SHIT” He yells out. His pelvis stops moving. One of his hands is on the back of my head and the other tightly grabs my right wrist. The explosion of cum that hits the back of my throat catches me buy surprise. I pull my head up and Brandon grabs his dick, stroking it as he shoots my face with the rest of his warm thick load. That turns me on so much that I cum without having to touch myself. A minute passes and Brandon says. “I don’t feel like I’m finished.” My body feels relaxed but I want to see what else he has in store. “Really?” I ask. “OK, hold on a second and don’t move.” I tell him. When I first arrived here I remember seeing a green button on my wall that’s meant to turn of the gravity. I go and press the button and almost instantly we start to float in mid air. I make my way back towards the bed area to see Brandon floating just in front of me with his dick still rock hard. “Close your eyes and try not to move.” I tell him. He closes his eyes and I struggle to get to a bag I have. I pull out a bottle of lube, covering his shaft then spread some all over and inside my tight fuck hole. While both of us are floating I position my self on top of him. Grabbing his dick I slide it inside of me. He opens his eyes to see what’s happening. “Damn this is tight.” He moans as he starts to pump my ass. The feeling of his cock inside me is incredible. Not much time goes by before he says. “I’m about to cum again.” I pick myself off of him positioning my face close to his dick. “You must really enjoy cum in you mouth don’t you?” He asks. “Hell yeah.” I tell him. With no gravity a long stream of cum shoots out towards my face and floats in the air. I thrust my body forward to catch his load in my mouth and to my surprise Brandon moves himself towards me kissing me with his cum in my mouth. Our tongues wrestle with sperm between them.

    “That was the best experience I’ve ever had.” He tells me as he dresses himself. “Please Timothy, don’t tell anyone about this. I have a reputation to uphold.” “Your secret is safe with me, but under one condition.” I tell him. “Whenever you feel horny I’ll be here.” He laughs and says. “I can definitely do that, this was better than any girl I’ve been with.” My confidence jumps through the roof. I didn’t expect a meteor shower like Brandon had given me. I was looking forward to the rest of my six months here at the Gemini Space Station.


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  • The Ring

    I was in vacation with my parents and my sister, we were in Greece and the guide was going on and on about this and that god and stuff like that. I’ve always thought that was bullshit and just wanted to see the beaches and the hot girls that my friends told me about.

    “And this is the temple of Aphrodite, aslo known as the goddness of love and beauty. It’s said that she used to have a ring that would give beauty and fill the hearts of men with lust towards who wears it. No one have ever found such a ring but if the legend is true, she was beautiful enough to do that with or without the ring haha….. “

    “Man i can’t stand this anymore, there’re no such gods or whatever, I wanna go to the beach!”

    “Shut up lil bro, i wanna hear that. Would be sooo cool if i had a ring like that.”

    “Haha, yeah, you sure could use some beauty…” Jenny hit me on the shoulder when i said that but it was tottaly worth it.

    As the group moved on I stayed back to take a better look at the beauty god statue. It was kinda hot actually. As i got closer, i saw something shinning on the left foot of the statue. I got closer and then realized there was a ring around it’s thumb.

    “Oh, great, I just found her ring haha” i said to myself. “Someone must have put it on the statue as a joke or something… It’s a cool ring though, maybe i could get it and give to Jenny or Zooey.” I looked back to see where was the group and after i checked that there wasn’t anyone looking i got closer and took it off. It was harder than I thought it would be and i think i took off part of the thumb with it. I sure wasn’t going to stay long to check it so i went to the group again.

    “Hey Jen, check this out!”

    “Oh it’s beautiful, where did u find it?”

    “Aphrodite’s foot.”

    “Haha, I’m not that stupid Jake, you wasted your money.”

    “I’m telling the truth but if you don’t want it I can give it to Zooey.”

    “Again, you can keep it. It’s too heavy anyway, and too big. Next time buy a girl’s ring ok?”

    I wasn’t going to argue with her if she didn’t want it so I kept it to myself and put it around my thumb. It fit just right there, which made me think Jenny was probably right.

    The rest of the trip went pretty smooth, we saw a lot of nice places and the food was tasty. There was just this one thing that i was getting really horny, but i figured it was because i was sharing a room with my sis so i couldn’t jerk off as much as i would do at home.

    We were on the plane home now and there was a lot of time to talk till we got back to Los Angeles.

    “Meh, it must be kinda frustrating to live there, so many hot guys and most of them gay…” Jen said to me.

    “What are you talking about? How could you be sure they were gay?”

    “They kept looking at you the way they should look at me…. thrust me, i know the difference.”

    “Fuck you, i don’t look gay and there wasn’t anyone looking at me!”

    “You’re so immature Jake, you should take that as a compliment, hot gay men were checking you out!”

    “Nah, thks, I don’t want gay guys checking me out.”

    We chatted for a while and then I told her i wanted to get some sleep. I wasn’t really sleepy but i wanted to think about what she said, I know I’m kinda hot, but I don’t think I’m hot enough to get much attention on the streets. I’m 5’8″, about 150lbs and with a hint of a sixpack, short dark brown hair, brown eyes and square faced. Anyway, getting attention of gay guys isn’t what a straight guy would want but i guess it’s better then nothing right?

    “Come on man, tell me what you’re taking! You know i wanna get bigger too!”

    “I told you i’m not taking anything, I’m just working out as usual.”

    “Bullshit, u’ve definetly got bigger in the last two weeks. You’ve told me you’re weighting 172! u’ve got 20 of muscles in two weeks and u say u’re not taking anything? fuck you!”

    “Hey Marc, i’m not taking anything, you know i would tell you if i was! Hell, i would share it with ya, but i’m not… i guess it’s just a phase or something.”

    Marc is my best friend, he used to have a better built than me but somehow my body just kept getting bigger and more ripped. He kept going over that topic and i was really getting tired of it. But i must agree with him, my body was going through some weird changings… First, it was way more ripped that it used to be. Second, my nipples were bigger and overly sensitive. Third, my body hair was getting thinner on some places and hairier on other… like my beard was filling out faster and my butt was pretty smooth. And forth, I was always so fucking horny! Actually there was yet another thing… sometimes when i was jerking off i couldn’t help but think about someone fucking me in the ass and then realizing i was somehow fingering myself with my left hand.

    My mom was also worring about me, she already asked me if i was using some protein shake and once i found her in my room, looking for something. With all that in mind, i decided i should go see a doctor, maybe there was something wrong with my hormones… I talked to my dad and he agreed i should check it out and set an appointment with an endrocinologist.

    I was sitting on there on the mattress, waiting for the doctor when a guy entered the room. He was blond, blue eyes and pretty muscular. I guessed his age to be around 30.

    “Hey, you must be Jake, let me just put on my coat and i’ll check you out.”

    I was surprised that he was the doctor but since i was here to see about my testerone i guessed he was just the right guy.

    “So, what’s your problem Jake?”

    “Ah, Mr…”

    “Sorry, call me Jeff.”

    “Oh, ok. So there’s one thing that my mom is worried about that it’s I’m getting too much muscles too fast. You see, i was 150lbs two weeks ago and I’m not taking anything and i haven’t changed my diet either.”

    “Wow, i see… but there must be something else, guys usually don’t come see me if they’re getting too hot”

    I thought it was weird how he said it but i figured he wanted to lighten up the mood so i forgot about it and told about my nipples and with a bit of uneasyness about how i was constantly horny.

    “Mhm, a horny teenager… that’s so unusuall hahaha. But let’s check out your chest, let’s take out that shirt of yours”

    He just got closer to me and pulled my shirt off, let out a gasp, and then put each thumb in one nipple and began to rub them.

    “Damn, they sure a big. How do they feel now?”

    “Ah… mhm nice, they feel very nice…”

    “It’s not hurting then… what if i pull it like this?”

    He then, started to pull my nipples and squeeze them. I let out a moan and my cock began to get hard.

    “Man… it hurts a bit, but not in a bad way…. it’s kinda hot actually” I couldn’t believe I said that to a doctor but he was making me feel so good!

    Jeff kept doing that for a while, and then looked like he forced himself to stop.

    “Ah, sorry. Ok, it seems to be alright there but they do are bigger than normal, and since you said they weren’t always like that… This is going to sound a bit awkward but i need to do a prostrate exam on you.”

    “Gosh, you serious you need to do that?”

    “I’d better do, it doens’t look like there’s anything wrong with you but i must check it anyway. Take off your pants and bend over the desk, will you?”

    As I was removing my pants, my face got closer to his waist and I noticed something that really looked like a boner inside his pants. That got me worried but I took it out of my mind because he was a doctor and must do that all the time. My dick was still sorta pumped but not hard so he didn’t say anything, but i do think he checked it out…

    “That thing on my nipples got me kinda hot, sorry”

    “Hell, no problem man, that’s completly normal… This might get you hot too so don’t freak out if you get hard ok?”

    “Ah, yeah, I know…” He smiled and then i realized what i just said.

    “I mean, I heard about it! I don’t…” damn, why did i say that? now he must think i’m used to have things up my ass, i’m so stupid!

    “Just bend over ok?”

    I did as he said and soon felt his hands on my butt. I’m not sure but i guess he didn’t need to do that much gropping but again, he was the doctor, not me. I then felt his finger probing on my asshole and if i was right, his face was pretty close because i could feel his breath on my butt.

    “So smooth, is it natural?”

    “ah, yeah, I forgot to tell you about that, it’s another thing that has changed in these weeks. mhm” i let out another moan and i felt his finger go deeper.

    “Am I hurting you?”

    “No, it’s ok. oh gosh” what was happening to me? couldn’t i just shut the fuck up? And worst, my dick was fucking hard alredy.

    He obviously knew i was liking it so he just got bolder and now there wasn’t anything medical about it. He was slowly finger fucking my asshole, and unfortunelty to me, it was making me so hot i was pushing my ass against his finger, clearly wanting more of it.

    “Oh yeah, man, ask for more. Show me how hot i’m making you!”

    “uh mhm, oh…”

    “C’mon Jake, say it.”

    “Oh man”

    He then took his finger out of my ass and stood up. I looked back to see where did his finger go and saw he was taking off his pants. He then let out a fucking hard big dick, leaking precum.

    “You’re so hot Jake, I can’t wait to fuck you. But i’m not going to do it unless u ask for it.” After he said that, he aimed his dick at my hole but just hold it there, pushing a little bit, teasing me with it. I couldn’t help it, i just wanted it so bad! I tried to push my ass against it but he moved away.

    “Say it Jake, you know you want it as bad as i do.”

    “Oh fuck… Fine, fuck me Jeff, fuck me hard!”

    “Sure will stud! You’ll come back for more later.”

    I felt his dick push through my asshole, its head was wide and my ass gripped his shaft after it passed through. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would, but it still hurt a lot. But it wasn’t a bad pain, it made me fucking hot and I was feeling full now, somehow complete.

    It was pretty intense, after he got all of his dick, about 8 inches i guess, inside me he began to fuck me with slow and deep strokes, building strength and speed as my ass got more adjusted to his dick. All the time i was moaning and asking for more, leaking precum all over his desk. After about 5 minutes like that, he took his dick out and mentined me to get up and lie on my back. I did it and grabbed my legs, offering my butt to him, which he took in a hurry.

    Soon he was fucking me hard and then he almost drove me mad as he squeezed my nipples as he fucked me. I could hold on any longer, i grabbed his neck and pulled him closer for a kiss and we made out as i shot all over myself. As i did it, my ass must have done something to his dick because he too let out a groan and cummed deep inside me. We made out for a bit longer and then just rested in the position, with his big dick still inside me.

    “Wow stud, that was fucking hot! Please tell me we can do it again.”

    I didn’t say anything, i was still concentrating on just breathing because i felt as if i did anything else my world would crumble down. I looked into his eyes, deep blue, waiting for an answer and all i could do was kiss him again. Damn, all I wanted to do was kiss him like that, with his dick inside me, with my ass well fucked and my body covered with cum.

    “Jake, you ok? Don’t tell me I was your first…?”

    “Yeah, you were. This was the first time i ever did anything with a guy… But it sure won’t be the last!”

    “Haha, I do hope i can be part of your future fuckings. Oh, about your prostrate, there’s nothing wrong with it, or with you. Maybe these changings are just my wish coming true. I always wanted a perfect bottom boy to myself! hahaha”

    “Oh shut up and kiss me!” We did make out for about 5 minutes and then he pulled his dick out of my ass and got a towel to clean ourselves.


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  • Brotherly love…or is it?

    The names in this story are fictional. The story & its characters though are real

    I met Dane while on a student exchange program in Florida back in 09. We first met at a welcome party we normally host for new recruits. We didn’t pay much attention to each other then, but as time went by, we started hanging out and party together. Dane and I never missed an opportunity to do things together: shopping, visiting themed attractions, going to the movies, pizza by the pool, just stuff friends would do to get to know each other better. The more we got to know about each other, the closer we grew until we eventually became best friends.

    When at work, we made sure we spent time with each other. Dane never had his work breaks the same time I had mine so he tended to swop out his breaks with his colleagues so he could have his break when I was on mine. We talked about a lot of stuff: life, our families, work, things that others say/do to upset….sex! Dane had this thing that he joked around about us fucking and having fun, but at times I never took it seriously.

    I eventually graduated from our exchange program, leaving Dane behind and returning home to the motherland Namibia. Dane and I kept in touch but he was always out and about and never really replied to my Facebook wall posts on time. He returned home to South Africa after leaving the exchange program and we kept in touch a lot more often. When I was at work and got on Facebook and he was online, we would catch each other and chat time away. At times our chats would turn sexual, with us teasing each other about what we would do to each other when we saw each other again. We invited each other on mxit to stay in touch a lot more. One night while I was at home chilling with a girlfriend, Dane contacted me on mxit. He told me that he was horny and wanted me to call him cause he wanted me to fuck him. That’s when I realised that he was real serious about us getting together sexually

    Since then I always had these sexual fantasies. I would always fantasize about me fucking Dane hard as he always wanted, with me masturbating to the fantasies. He never actually shared his fantasies with me, nor did I with him, only that we always talked about what we would do to each other when we met again. I planned a trip to visit him in June of 2010. I stayed at his & his parents for 2 weeks. Dane and I partied and hung out a lot during that time. He had a girlfriend then, and mind you, I always thought that he was different, that he was bisexual. He always fought that off with anyone who asked him if he was bi. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m a bisexual and I know he is although he tends to fight it off.

    One night Dane and I planned a boys night out. His girlfriend Lisa wouldve joined us but she ended up not coming. We slept the afternoon and got up 8pm, had dinner, took separate showers, put up some loud music while getting ready for the night. Dane smoked, so we sat on the patio and talked more. He told me that he was glad that Lisa wasn’t gonna join us cause he wanted to spend more time with his best buddy…me! So we went out and had fun. We got real drunk and I decided it was time for us to head home. When we got home we made us a late night snack cause with all the booze we had, we both got a little dried out & hungry. Dane started doing sexual advances. We got to his room and made out. We got into our separate beds and talked. I was so drunk & tired that I literally passed out. 5 minutes into my sleep, I dreamt about Dane & I getting it off. He came over to my bed, felt my hard dick through my blanket and went back to his bed. I couldve sworn that it was real. When we woke up the next morning to coffee on the patio, asked him whether we felt each other hard when we went to bed. He didn’t say it didn’t happen, nor did he say it did. He just remarked: ‘ and your point is?’ 3 days after I left for home. Dane and I shared an intimate moment the night I left. We opened up our brotherly feelings to each other and ensured we understood our feelings for each other. That’s when we adopted each other as BF’s…for life! To this day, Dane and I never had a sensually sexual encounter, but with the feelings we have for each other, the next time we meet again, I’m sure something will go down. And who knows, maybe then I will give him the hard fucking he always wanted me to give him.

    …To be continued…


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  • Summer Shower

    It felt great to float like this, lazily, on my back, looking up at Stan as he bounced on the springboard above me. He loved to bounce on the board. Just bounce. Up and down. Up and down. Again and again. He didn’t dive. I don’t think he even knew how to dive. He just enjoyed bouncing, until gradually, one bounce at a time, his crotch would grow fuller against the material of his white swim-trunks, and I could observe an erection forming.

    Before the hardon really became noticeable to anyone not watching him as intently as I was, he’d fling himself into the pool with a cannonball. Though he’d miss me by inches, he was trying energetically but good-naturedly to drown me as he’d grab at me and pull me under with him. We’d come up sputtering and laughing, and play around together in the water for a while, but then he’d climb back up onto the springboard and our game would start all over again.

    It was tremendous fun. It was also overwhelmingly erotic. What I felt sure looked like innocent child’s play to the casual observer was, in reality, heady sexual by-play between the two of us, allowing hours of looking at and touching one another without drawing attention to ourselves. Or so we thought.

    We were both 18-year old soldiers awaiting reassignment after having completed some months of special training. We were free every afternoon and we chose to spend our time at this military pool which was used only by fellow soldiers. Usually, by late afternoon, the pool became fairly deserted because soldiers don’t like to miss dinner.

    After his latest cannonball, Stan swam to the edge of the pool near the deep end and clung to the side. After a few moments, he motioned me over with a smirk and a toss of his head.

    “This is great,” he said with a sigh and a sexy expression on his handsome face as I swam near.

    “What is?” I asked, grabbing the edge of the pool with one hand and floating near him.

    “A big jet of recirculating water comes out the side of the pool, right here. It’s force is aimed right at my… uh…” he hesitated, grinning, “…here…” he said, floating slightly to the side, “…see what it feels like to you.”

    I couldn’t see anything in the clear blue water, but as I slid over to the spot he had vacated I suddenly felt a firm jet of water, three or four inches in diameter, hit my hip. I moved cautiously. First my abdomen and then my crotch received the full force of the jet. I allowed it to push my body away from the side of the pool as I held onto the side, then I pulled myself forwards against its strength. It was almost powerful enough to hurt, but its massaging action was extremely sensual.

    “Back away, man,” Stan said impatiently after a very short time. He pushed me aside, gruffly, and repositioned himself in front of the jet with a far away look in his eye. After a while, he whispered, “God, this feels good,” in a husky, emotion filled voice. “Here…” he said, pushing away from the jet again, “…look. Here’s proof.”

    As I slid into the jet, he pulled the waistband of his swim-trunks away from his body. Through the distorting angles of the water I could clearly see his full erection. The cockhead was up right next to the thumb that tugged on the swimsuit. I felt my chin drop in surprise. It was one of those moments in life when the impact of true sexual pleasure sears a scene into memory. His bold display of the big, colorful erection, framed in the white of the swim-trunks, with a background of pink flesh and golden pubic hair, and highlighted by the swirling aqua-blue water, sent a jolt of desire through me as forcibly as anything I had ever experienced.

    He pushed me away and slid back into the jet. “What about you?” he asked, with a sexy, playful glint in his eye.

    I pulled my tight nylon Speedo away from my body and my cock lurched out and up, springing immediately into full erection in the cool water. My briefs were much smaller than his trunks.

    “Wow!” he whispered, peering down into the blue water.

    “Shit!” I responded.

    “Anything wrong?” he asked with a big grin. He saw what the problem was. My swimsuit wasn’t nearly big enough to envelop an entire erection. The cockhead plus six or seven inches of shaft now stood up uncovered, unprotected. The jet of cool water and the sight of Stan’s erection had so stimulated me that as soon as my partially aroused cock was released from confinement it had become as stiff as steel. So stiff, in fact, I couldn’t even push it to the side to attempt to cover it with some of the narrow material. Stan laughed at my predicament.

    Suddenly, a deep masculine voice asked from over our heads, “What are you two fuckers up to?”

    I looked up immediately, shocked. A lifeguard was standing right above us at the edge of the pool, feet wide apart, hands on hips. Normally, these lifeguards wore Army issue khaki-colored swim-trunks, but this one was wearing a baggy pair of tan shorts and from my position, I was looking right up his leg at a large testicle and a hairy crotch. The guy was naked but for the shorts.

    “Enjoying yourselves?” he asked in a voice filled with sarcasm.

    I just kept staring up at him with my mouth hanging open in surprise. So did Stan.

    “Horny little bastards, ain’t ya,” he added with a grin. Then, looking directly at Stan, he asked, “See anything you want?”

    Stan gulped and looked at me, an expression of astonishment on his face. I looked back up at the lifeguard. He reached down into his shorts and adjusted himself. I was now staring up at a very fat cockhead, which appeared moist with excitement and looked right down at me as if winking. I realized that Stan had seen that fat cock moments before.

    “What about you?” the lifeguard now asked me. “See anything you like?”

    It was a truly lascivious gesture. I didn’t know what to make of it. Was this guy offering me his cock? My head reeled with disbelief. What could he be up to? Discretion was vital for survival in the military and here was a muscular military lifeguard fairly flaunting a big cock at Stan and at me. I didn’t know what to do. I glanced around nervously to see who was watching, but found that the place suddenly seemed completely deserted.

    Stan cleared his throat nervously and asked, “Wadda ya mean, ‘horny little bastards’?”

    The lifeguard grinned lewdly. “I’ve been watchin’ you two for several days, now. You don’t fool me! You’ve been playing grab-ass and sproutin’ hard-ons and fuckin’ around with each other. Right now you’re jerkin’ off in the recirculating spout, just like I’ve done often enough. Well, I want in on the action or I’ll turn your asses in.” With that surprising announcement, his cockhead slid downward, reaching beyond the hem of his shorts. It was growing. It was big!

    “Holy Shit!” I said softly. I was more than amazed.

    Stan laughed uneasily. “You’re not serious.”

    “I ain’t kiddin’,” the lifeguard said in an earnest tone.

    I could barely breathe.

    “Well, jump right in between us…” Stan offered grandly, floating away from me, opening up a space between us. He winked at me.

    “Geez!” I said softly.

    “…but ain’t you afraid somebody’ll catch us?” Stan continued boldly.

    “Naw, I’ve closed up the pool for the day. We’re alone,” the lifeguard announced, still standing spread-eagled above me.

    “Hey, how can you do that?” I asked.

    “Fuck, I run this place,” he replied. “I can do whatever I want, and right now I want the two of you to get your asses out of the pool and to come with me into the change-house. And, if you’re real good, I’ll even show you the peephole I looked through as I watched the two of you jerkin’ off together yesterday.” His erection was becoming much larger even though it was still pointing down at me.

    Stan’s voice was strained as he asked, climbing out of the pool and standing next to the lifeguard, “You watched us jack off? Through a peephole? Where is it?” It was weird. We had felt so sure that we were alone when we fooled around yesterday.

    “Right in the last booth in the latrine. The same one that has the glory hole.”

    “Glory hole!?” Both Stan and I said the words together. Stan said it as a question. I said it in surprise, because I knew exactly what it was from past experience.

    “Guess you two just peed when you went into the latrine. Or do you pee in my pool?” He was grinning, his head turned sideways to look at Stan, who was standing next to him dripping water, arms folded protectively across his chest. I couldn’t help but notice his erection clearly outlined up the front of his wet trunks. The lifeguard didn’t change his position, so I figured he wanted to keep his cock pointed down at me, but I caught him eyeballing Stan’s erection, too.

    “Gimme a hand,” I requested and held up an arm. Both of them reached down and, with a hand under each armpit, together they hauled me straight up out of the water. Stan laughed and raised and lowered his eyebrows suggestively, looking at my groin. I looked down. My erection was still standing up out of my Speedo. I had not taken notice of it since the lifeguard arrived and I had sort of expected it would have deflated in face of such unexpected intrusion, but there it was, boldly taking this all in, proudly erect.

    “Hot damn!” the lifeguard said excitedly. “You two sure are sexy. I came twice watching you fuck around yesterday.”

    “You mean you jacked off along with us?” I asked in surprise, stating the obvious.

    “Sure did. You two sure looked like you were enjoying yourselves, jackin’ off together so boldly like that. I realized that you didn’t know I was watching but, though I wanted to join in, I figured you’d be scared off by any interference from me. This is what I really wanted to do…” and with that he dropped to one knee in front of me and kissed the head of my cock as he wrapped a hand around the shaft. He pulled the cock towards his face and sucked the head into his mouth with a noisy slurp before I could react. I was frozen in place in amazement.

    I have to admit that every fiber of my being delighted in the feelings that overtook me. In that instant, I became intensely aware of everything that was happening. My cock was being sucked by a handsome lifeguard as my best friend and jack-off buddy watched in astonishment. I felt the warmth of the low lying sun on my back; the breezes on my wet, naked skin; the hand tugging at my swimsuit in front of my balls, and the other hand on the shaft of my cock, jacking it erotically; the silky, smooth, hot textures of the wet mouth on my cock; the full, muscular lips pressing around the shaft behind the corona; and the rough surfaces of the tongue swirling around and around the cockhead. I smelled the chlorinated water; the fresh, clean late-afternoon air; the suntan lotion the lifeguard used; even the hair oil Stan used. I heard sexy sucking noises, quiet whimpers, and groans of pleasure from the talented lifeguard. I felt my nipples harden, my skin tingle, and my scrotum tighten. My balls lifted in their sac. My muscles tensed. I was even aware of the texture of the wet concrete under my bare feet. I can’t remember ever before having felt so intensely alert and alive as at that very moment.

    Stan’s hand slid onto my upper arm. Its touch was exciting. “What the fuck are you doing?” he asked. “We’re outdoors. Anyone lookin’ in will see us, for Christ’s sake. You two want to get caught?” His voice was calm and his strong hand massaged my shoulder affectionately. He made sense. I came out of my euphoria.

    “Don’t,” I pleaded, looking down at the top of the head of the lifeguard and trying to pull back with my hips and tug myself free of the firm erotic grip on my cock. “Please stop.”

    He came off my cock with a smack of his lips. “Only if you’ll let me finish you off, inside. Whadda ya say? You taste fantastic. What a cock, man!” He smiled up at me lewdly but didn’t loosen the grip of his fist. I was astounded but at the same time very proud. I couldn’t get over the fact that here was a guy who looked so straight, so muscular, so athletic, and so masculine but yet was down on his knees in front of me, pleading with me to let him continue sucking my cock.

    I looked at Stan. He wore a big grin and still had that giant bulge in his trunks. A full erection, my practiced eye told me. I hadn’t expected much of an argument from him.

    “Let’s get inside, Jack, and see what happens,” Stan said hurriedly. “He saw us jack off. He’s got us ‘by the balls’.” He laughed again, still rubbing my arm. He was enjoying this. I was aware that I was, indeed, being held by the balls.

    “Ok, let’s go inside,” I agreed quickly.”

    I guess it was natural for Stan to lead us into the shower room. He and I were wet and needed to rinse off the chlorinated pool water. We stripped, as the lifeguard watched, and started showers next to one another.

    Through all of this, Stan had maintained a full erection. Exposed now, it looked fantastic. Large. Solid. Rigid. Unswaying, as the forceful water spray pummeled his crotch, flattening the light cockhair and streaming off his big balls. For several months, now, I’d known he loved to jack off whenever the occasion arose. We’d become jack-off buddies the very first day we met one another. But Stan had seemed hesitant to take our sex-play any further than mutual masturbation, which was fine with me just as long as I could be with him. Being pushy about trying new things seemed to me to be the quickest way to wreck our developing fondness for one another. Watching him now, aware that the lifeguard was hovering over us like some hungry sexy vulture, I wondered how he was reacting to the idea of cocksucking. He had seemed excited watching the lifeguard take my cock in his mouth. I was hoping this would be the opportunity to broaden Stan’s sexual horizons I had been awaiting.

    “Looks like we’re in this boat together, Jack,” Stan commented, looking at my crotch.

    I looked down and, once more to my continuing surprise, saw that my stiff erection belied any anxiety I might have felt about the situation we were in.

    “Yeah,” the lifeguard said huskily, behind us, “a boat full of candlestick makers.” He chuckled.

    We looked over our shoulders at him. What a sight! He was naked, a huge, solid erection pulsating invitingly. It was a candlestick easily as big as my own, slightly larger than Stan’s. His feet were spread wide. His balls hung low in a large, full sac. His hands were on his hips, which were thrust forward, giving the cock an even larger appearance. The cockhead was swollen to a glowing sheen, and a drop of viscous, clear fluid was slowly sliding downward between the thick-flanged, inverted “V” facing us. Where the vision of Stan’s hard-on in the water had enflamed in me a sexual longing for him, even a love, here this utter male sexual power being emitted from the lifeguard awakened a level of lust and abandonment in me I had never thought could be exposed. He wasn’t offering love, just pure, unconditional sex. There for the taking. No questions asked. Looking at him, sensing his uninhibited willingness, his eagerness, to fuck around with both Stan and me, realizing that for me this would be my first true adult male sexual encounter, not just some shy, quick teenage messing around, gave me such a wallop to the gut that I almost came standing there. “Jeez,” I said quietly.

    “Wow!” Stan said with feeling, next to me, reaching out without looking away to turn off his shower. I turned mine off, too.

    Simultaneously, we turned to face the lifeguard. He looked us up and down, smiling appreciatively. “I don’t know which of you looks better, but I know who’ll be first. Come here, you,” he said. Both Stan and I closed the distance to him. Neither of us knew whom he meant, but I expected it would be me in order to finish off what he had started by the pool. I was wrong.

    “Let’s see if you taste as great as your buddy,” he said as he dove down onto Stan’s throbbing meat. I watched in awe as the cockhead and several inches of shaft disappeared between the thick lips of the muscular cocksucker almost before Stan could think to protest, and then I felt a surge of envy course through me. I realized that I wanted Stan for myself.

    Stan hissed with excitement and enjoyment, sucking in his breath. He was looking at me with an expression of longing I had never seen before. In a flash of understanding, I realized that he had been wanting me to suck his cock, but neither of us had quite known how to maneuver the other from one level of enjoyment to a different one. Looking into his eyes, right now, I suddenly thought of having his lips around my cock and I trembled with excitement. My cock expanded to its absolute maximum arousal and pulsated strongly, oozing thick pre-cum syrup as Stan stared at it. He looked back into my eyes and licked his lips!

    My mouth dropped open.

    “Looks good enough to eat, man,” he whispered, the sound echoing in the tile-lined room and reverberating through my skull.

    “Yes.” I said, moving a step closer to him.

    He started to lean over towards my cock. The lifeguard suddenly came off Stan’s cock with a “pop”. “You two want to get it on together, eh?” he asked, leaning back on his haunches. “Well, I’ll tell you somethin’. I’ve been hankerin’ for a taste of this sweet ass, here…” he admitted, reaching out and running his hand up and over a cheek of my ass, “…so you two do whatever you want, and I’ll just…”

    With that, he buried his face between my asscheeks and began tonguing every surface he could reach, aiming more and more directly towards the pucker of my asshole, spreading my cheeks with kneading movements of his strong hands.

    Stan would have witnessed the expression of pleasure that crossed my face had he not been so engrossed in studying my cock, up close. His fingers wrapped around the shaft and he tugged slightly, testing the strength of my erection. He jacked the skin lightly, as if seeing how the organ worked. Then, suddenly, he kissed the tip and sucked on the slit, drawing out a rich supply of pre-cum from the tube. I gasped with pleasure. The tongue at my asshole probed inward. I gasped again. Stan opened his mouth and sucked in the entire cockhead, rasping it erotically with his swirling tongue and sucking with a pressure that startled me. It felt exquisite. I lurched forward, humped my hips twice, and came without warning.

    Shot after shot after shot of my semen spurted into Stan’s mouth. He swallowed and sucked for more as I pumped into him till I was dry. My asshole clamped down on the tongue as I came. The lifeguard knew I was coming and hummed into me, vibrating my flesh exotically.

    Stan straightened up and looked at me excitedly. “Jack, please,” he whispered huskily, “I’m gonna shoot, too!” He thrust his hips at me, offering me the beautiful, throbbing cock gleaming potently in the bright lights of the shower.

    I had no hesitation whatsoever as I bent down to take the large organ into my eager mouth. He humped cock into me. It went quickly to the back of my mouth, but, before I could adjust to accommodate the big weapon, immediately began spraying the back of my throat with heavy jets of rich, hot cream. I swallowed, got the cockhead up on my tongue, sucked, and received shot after shot of his cum. It was wonderful! I love the feeling of a spurting cock pumping cum into me. It seemed to last forever.

    I assumed that Stan and I would want to leave, now that we’d come. You know how quickly interests can flag once the pressure to reach orgasm is passed. But I was wrong.

    Suddenly, the lifeguard tongued his way to my neck as he rose, pressing his body against me and sliding the length of his big erection up between my ass cheeks to pulse and throb against my flesh. His arms encircled my chest and he played erotically with my sensitive nipples. He smiled at Stan from beside my neck and said, “A quick first cum makes the next one even better.”

    Stan winked at him and grinned. “You know it,” he responded enthusiastically. “And I’ll betcha Jack, here, can come three or four times without pausing for a break.” He grabbed my cock and toyed with it affectionately, pulling on it, skinning it back, drawing blood into the head with firm, knowing tugs, watching it swell and grow in his fist. He worked it expertly, like it was his own. After a moment or two, I couldn’t resist grabbing his and doubling our pleasure, amazed at how freely responsive we had both become to a sexual openness we had never before experienced between ourselves. I instinctively attributed this openness to the erotic presence of the sexy lifeguard, which acted like a catalyst on our sex drives and annihilated our inhibitions.

    The lifeguard sucked on my neck and nibbled at my ear. He was jabbing little thrusts of his hips at me, silently slipping the big erection up and down between the cheeks of my ass in minute fucking motions. So much was happening to me so quickly, I became fascinated at my body’s ability to expand my pleasures without ignoring one or another of them. My friend was pumping my cock as I tasted his cum on my tongue and played with his cock. I was being played like a musical instrument by the muscular lifeguard as he licked and sucked, tickled and pinched, humped and probed. Suddenly, I realized that I was going to get fucked in the ass. The thought filled me with excitement, but concern. Interest, but apprehension. Then, overwhelmingly, with lust. The thought was getting me hot.

    “Hmmm,” whispered the lifeguard in my ear, reading my reactions clearly, “gettin’ excited? Like this hot cock in your rear?” He humped more energetically, really forcing me to feel the entire length of the big cock sliding against me. “Wanna get fucked in the butt, man? I really wanna give it to ya.”

    “Oh, Jack!” Stan whispered excitedly, “you ain’t gonna let him fuck you with that big thing, are you? Jesus, it’d kill you. I wouldn’t let…” He stopped as he looked into my eyes. He could see my excitement. I swear I saw a wave of lust wash over his expression. It was as though he were saying, Well, if you can do it, so can I.

    “Spread your legs and bend your knees, man,” the lifeguard instructed. I did as I was told. Immediately, I felt the thick head of his cock at my portal. He didn’t force himself into me as I had feared, but rather, he poked and probed, circled and brushed against, withdrew and parried, until my body was almost begging him to shove it to me, almost sucking the big thing in. I was aware that his maneuvers were lubricating my entrance with a rich coating of slippery pre-cum from his heavy flow. Both bodies became moist with the sticky, viscous liquid. “Open yourself to my cock, man,” he insisted, huskily. “Take it into your ass by yourself.”

    It was a lewd instruction that made Stan’s eyes widen. He watched as my face reddened with effort while I pushed my ass down on the immovable, fat cockhead. I opened up to the cock and the entire cockhead went in without stopping. Suddenly, I felt full, stretched to the limit, almost hurt but able to withstand the intrusion. I tried to pull off of the hot organ but in doing so, felt my sphincter clamp down tightly behind the thick flanges of the big corona. The first two inches of my rectum could feel the entire swollen cockhead perfectly. I had known that I’d be able to enjoy such an intimate contact from past experience, but had only been fearful of his size. I relaxed. He slowly slid more of the cock into me until I winced. He stopped. I relaxed. I could feel the shaft inside me, now, but was aware that the cockhead had moved into a hot interior that I could only sense rather than feel. He humped slightly. I felt the cockhead slide against my prostate gland. A rush of energy surged throughout my body and I thought I was going to come.

    “Wow!” Stan said in awe, “you like that, Jack. I can see it in your expression. It must feel good.” He smiled warmly.

    “It feels fantastic, Stan. You’ve got to try it. He just hit a spot inside me, just now, and I almost came.”

    “Your prostate, man,” the lifeguard whispered. “I feel it with the head of my dick. What a hot ass you’ve got, babe!” He humped more energetically and I felt a long length of the cock enter me. “I’m almost all the way home, now, man.”

    “You’re takin’ all of his cock, Jack,” Stan said in a tone of disbelief. His cock, in my hand, had returned to its most fully erect stage, leaking voluminous lubricant. Mine was equally erect and wet. We were both holding the other’s weapon, but we had stopped jacking, knowing we were once again becoming very stimulated by what was happening.

    Ugh… Uh… Ah…” the lifeguard groaned as he fucked the last inches of cock into me. “There! In to the balls!” he grunted, triumphantly. He was holding me by the hips, but now slid a hand around to massage and pinch my pecs and nipples. “What an ass!”

    Stan let out a groan of excitement.

    “You look like you’d like to give it a try, man,” the lifeguard grunted to him. “Why don’t you spin around a sit on this?” His other hand grabbed my cock under Stan’s grip on it. Stan let go in surprise. The lifeguard waggled my cock erotically as Stan looked first at it, then at me. I smiled, wondering if he’d get angry. He surprised me. He turned his back to me!

    The lifeguard bent his knees further, lowering the both of us. “Do what I did,” he instructed.

    “Spread you legs and bend your knees, man,” I said huskily, remembering how the lifeguard had instructed me. Stan did, immediately contacting the head of my cock. We paused as I rubbed and circled, poked and probed, brushing my thick lubricant onto him until both of us were richly moist with it.

    “Open yourself to my cock, man, and take it into your ass by yourself.”

    “Right on!” the lifeguard hissed at my ear. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, pulsing to the beat of his heart, which I could feel as it thudded against my back.

    Stan relaxed and pressed himself down against my rock-solid cockhead. The realization that he was willing to let me fuck him almost made me come. As his ass slowly sank upon my cock, feeling amazingly hot, excruciatingly erotic, wonderfully sensual, and fantastically tight, I wrapped my arms around his strong body, hugged him strongly and realized that I was indeed in love with him.

    As I rose upward, straining to press further into his heat, I felt the lifeguard rise upward, too, keeping his cock deep in my ass. The sensations of being fucked while fucking my friend were spectacular! Stan mumbled something about my being too big, but he conquered any reservations he might have had and began riding my organ with abandonment. Every movement I made caused intensive sexual pleasure for me, both from the cock in my ass and from my cock in my friend’s ass.

    Such extreme pleasures could not fail to lift me, all too quickly, to previously unreached heights of absolute carnal delight. When I tried to pump into Stan, my prostate received a pounding from the stiff, thick cock rubbing against it. This caused me to pull back, only to feel the exquisite pressure of Stan’s tight channel on my oversensitive cockhead. My skin tingled with the pressures of the lifeguard behind me and of Stan’s sexy back rubbing against the front of me. I groaned and knew I was about to have the orgasm of my life.

    “Geez!” I hissed, unable to say more. My body went rigid. Every muscle tensed. As my cock stiffened to its rock-hard extreme, I felt the muscles of my ass grip the cock within me so tightly all movement was stopped. Then, it seemed, an electrical shock wave fired off through every nerve fiber in my body. From the top of my scalp downward, and from the soles of my feet upward, it sped through me, combining its strength and force in my abdomen and exploding into my balls and prostate. Sperm shot through my cock into Stan. Wave after wave of electrical energy triggered shot after shot of semen into him.

    When I jack off, which is often, it’s like I can control the individual shots of sperm as I come, grunting, and watching, and counting them individually. But now, with a cock up my ass throbbing against my prostate gland and my cock buried in Stan’s exquisite heat, the power of my orgasm seemed uncontrollable, uncontrolled, and overwhelming. It felt like one long, unending rope of sperm was being spurted into my friend’s ass with no interruption. It was astounding!

    “My God!” the lifeguard whimpered, “I’m coming!” His body tensed, he grabbed my hips with both hands, and he forced himself into me as deeply as possible. I felt the tube of his cock expand at my asshole and I knew he was coming. The mighty organ throbbed and expanded an impressive number of times as his sperm was pumped deeply into me. “What a fuck! What a fuck!” he began repeating rhythmically, deliriously, lost in his orgasmic pleasures.

    My fist slipped over Stan’s cockhead and slid down the thick, rigid organ. Stan groaned and came. I saw a shot of sperm sail upward above the height of Stan’s head, followed immediately by another shot of equal height. Realizing from our past intimacies that we both were forceful shooters, spurting very high, I wondered idly just how deeply my sperm had traveled up his ass, but I knew I wanted to feel his sperm shooting into my ass regardless of how far up it might go. I had fallen in love with Stan. I viewed the lifeguard’s intimate presence as a sexy means of improving the level of intimacy between Stan and me, and felt grateful to him.

    Fortunately, as I was to learn, Stan felt exactly the same way. The three-way with the lifeguard was something we often talked about, sometimes as a way of getting our engines revved up, but we had moved onto that wonderful level of sexual and emotional maturity which bound us one to the other in an enduring commitment. And the variety and intensity of sex between us grew during the next few months. Then, unhappily, we were assigned to different posts overseas and never again got together. But my frequent jack off bouts often prominently featured visions of my times with Stan.

    As for the lifeguard, well, Stan and I made a point of getting together with him at least once a week until we left the post. You can bet your sweet ass those times made for great jack off memories, too!

  • The Freshman 13

    This is a true story, names have been changed to protect privacy

    My name is Jason and this story dates back about 2 years. I was a junior at a small liberal arts university in the American Midwest. I had just transferred to this school from a larger state university that had a terrible program for my field of study. As a transfer student with limited means, I was assigned to the freshman dormitory. The university felt this appropriate since I was new to the school and the freshman were new to college in general, but I digress.

    My roommate’s name was Brandon and he was recruited on a basketball scholarship. Now I’m not a bad looking guy (a tad on the short side maybe). I’m 21, 5’8″, 155 lbs, lean, toned but not defined, smooth, green eyes with blond hair. Perhaps slightly more important I’m 7″ long, cut, and of average girth. This guy completely blew me out of the water. He’s 18, 6’6″, 210 lbs, lean, muscularly defined beyond belief, smooth, blue eyes with blond hair. His most impressive asset was between his legs. 7″ cut soft. In my impartial 😉 opinion the concept of Adonis had nothing on him.

    Prior to my arrival, I contacted the Residency office to get permission to move in early. They said it wasn’t a problem as my roommate had already moved in. I then went through the tedious process of moving my things up four floors of stairs (no elevator) and have everything piled outside my room. Up to this point I haven’t heard a sound from inside so I figured that Brandon is out and about. I turn the key and walk in to get settled. The first thing I lay eyes on is Brandon’s naked form fast asleep in the arms of some girl. Obviously they had been having sex only a short while ago, because his dick was still in her.

    After a moment or so of gaping, I went over to his bed and pulled a blanket over him and her. Then I tapped him on the shoulder a few times till he woke up. The girl also wakes up to see me, and literally squeaks in embarrassment. She tosses on her underwear, grabs her clothes and flees the room. “Umm, Hi, I’m Jason your roommate. Res Life said they would let you know that I was moving in early. Sorry about walking in on you like that, I didn’t think you were here.” He tosses off the blanket and sits up on his bed apparently completely at ease with the fact that he is naked in front of someone he met not 5 minutes ago.

    Now I considered myself to be bisexual at that point and was doing my level best to drink in the sight of him without being too obvious about it. Watching his chiseled form move was starting to make me get hard (Thank God I was holding a box at waist level). “No big dude, we’re both guys and its nothing we haven’t seen before. My name’s Brandon by the way, nice to meet you” “Likewise I’m sure” I responded while mentally screaming at myself to calm down. “Let me help you with those boxes,” he offered. He got up still naked with his dick swinging as he walked to the hall and grabbed some of my stuff.

    “Thanks dude, this building is a beast without an elevator.” “Don’t I know it, but its the oldest building on campus so they give it to us freshman.” “Oh, not a freshman here, I just transferred in as a junior. They have better teachers and curriculum here.” “Ah, got it, got it,” he says as he bend over and I get perfect view of his tight ass. Man, I wanted him so bad but he was obviously straight and I wasn’t out in any sense about hooking up with guys occasionally.

    Fast forward two weeks, and we had become fast friends. We settled down into a routine between classes, activities and athletic events. He wasn’t the sharpest when it came to his school work, but I think nearly every girl on campus wanted him. He’d bring back a different one every night without fail. He asked if I cared, but I told him I was a deep sleeper (A little white lie…) so it didn’t matter as long as I wasn’t awake when he got back with her. Once they got into it, I’d crack my eyes open and watch them fuck. He had amazing stamina and his dick was the biggest I’d ever seen!

    The girls would moan so loudly at times that he’d cover their faces with pillows. I found out quickly that he didn’t care for condoms since he was too big for most that you find at the market and didn’t like spending the money for something more suited to him. I was perfectly alright with it, because watching a girl dismount from his dick would get me a raging hard on that I would have to jerk off. I’d watch his massive pulsing shaft standing straight in the air, glistening with her juices and his.

    This continued for a solid two months till about mid-terms. I was walking in from the quad when I overheard a group of girls gossiping about just how big he was. The one he had fucked the night before said that she had measured him at 13 inches and that she was so tight around him that she’d cum with nearly every thrust of his. I was rocked to my core and I’m pretty sure my mouth was watering as I pictured him in my mind. I rushed up to my room hoping to jerk-off while he was in class. As I ran in, I barely registered the fact that his computer screen was on.

    I locked the room and got under my blankets. I’m getting closer and closer to my climax, and then I hear the door click. My awareness gets shocked back into the present and I know that I have an obvious tent under the sheet. He walks in with a towel around him and his bath caddy. I’m becoming more and more red with every second. “Dude, I know what you were doing, I’d just jacked off a few minutes ago cuz that last girl couldn’t get me off. That’s why I needed a shower just now.” My embarrassment subsided somewhat and I asked, “What was wrong with her?” “Every time I’d go into her, she’d go wild and start kicking, screaming, and slapping.

    Normally I don’t mind but she was too much. But now that I think about it, I could probably use another jacking, mind if I join you?” I couldn’t believe my ears, “What?!” “Its no big, we all need to give ourselves some attention now and again. I’ll go pop some porn in.” He picked out some video with girls squirting (I could barely think straight out of shock). He took off his towel and pull his chair over next to me. He was already semi hard “Brandon, I hope you don’t mind my asking, but how big are you, bro? That is the biggest dick I’ve ever seen including porn stars!” “Haha, its cool, I’ve got 13 inches here, all natural too.” The movie got going and we both focused on the porn.

    I kept sneaking peeks at his incredible dick and his rock hard abs as they kept flexing with his breathing. I kept going till I shot my load all over my chest and I even got a shot up to my mouth. “Haha, nice aim Jason. You like the taste of jizz? JK, JK!” I laughed off the comment. “Now its your turn, bastard! Let see you do me better!” I really didn’t care but it was an excuse for me to watch him openly without being called a homo or something. His breathing became deeper and I gazed longingly as his cock tensed up. Within seconds he was firing off massive streams of white gold from his raging cock.

    Each shot landed on his abs/pecs and 10 shots later he was fairly coated in his warm cum. “Holy Fuck! No wonder all the girls chase after you!” He just smiled sheepishly and reached for his towel. You have absolutely no idea how badly I wanted to lick the cum off his chest and to suck him dry… but through nearly super human feat of self control I held myself back.

    Following mid-terms, we became very decidedly open with each other. We’d bounce our experiences and exploits off of each other. One particular night, I was avidly watching him fuck his latest conquest through slitted eyes and jerking off. As I was watching I felt a peculiar sensation like I was being watched. I tried to turn my head subtly towards the source of the sensation and then I heard “OMFG! I think your fucking roommate’s watching us!” The girl jumped off him and ran out of the room. I barely noticed this as I thought that my entire world was coming to a rapid end. I’d been exposed and worse would be spoken of all across our campus as a total creep. I kept trying to plan futile excuses in my mind, when I heard the lock click shut.

    Brandon walked over to me, his fully erect cock mere inches from my mouth as I continued to feign sleep. In mind’s eye, I could see it throbbing so close to me and I could smell the manly scent wafting from him. “Jason, I know you’re awake, I’ve known for a while now.” My eyes snapped open to see him staring at me with an intensity in his eyes that I had never seen there before. “I’ve seen the way you look at me you know,” he said with his voice low, ” You try to hide it but when we are in here with each other, I can see the wheels spinning in your head that you hide from everyone else. Is this what you want?” He waved his dick in my face.

    This was the moment, my mind said, “You’ve lost everything else at this school but at least you can get this much before you go.” With that thought resonating between my ears, I let all my inhibitions go and reached out for his shaft. I felt him boring holes into me with his eyes as I grabbed him, squeezed tight, and pulled him closer. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed his entire head. I heard his sudden intake of breath but I was not going to lose this. I immediately started running my tongue all over his enormous mushroom shaped head paying particular attention just underneath his head and his slit. My hand, though awkwardly positioned started jerking him hard and fast.

    He groaned slightly as I pumped him and I chanced looking back up at him. He had an encouraging smile on his face and he started to rub his hands gently through my hair. “I never knew a guy could do this for me better than a girl. Your mouth is amazing.” I continued to lavish his cock with attention and used my free hand to gesticulate in such a way that he understood that I wanted him to climb on to my bed. My cock was beyond hard at this point without me touching it, I had the cock of my beautiful roommate in my mouth and I was giving him the pleasure he wanted. He reached behind him to grab my cock and start vigorously stroking me.

    This would’ve made me moan with pleasure but my mouth was completely filled with Brandon’s pulsing meat, so in lieu of moaning I swallowed as much of his cock as I could manage. I ate 7 inches of his delicious meat and felt an additional thrill as he started face fucking me to get more of himself down my warm and inviting throat. The combo of him making me deep throat him while simultaneously jerking me was too much. My back arched as I fired off my most spectacular load of jizz with such force that I coated most of his back in my warm seed. As my lips locked around him even more tightly, I felt the tension shoot up his dick and within seconds he was blasting shot after shot of cum into my receptive mouth.

    This boy could produce, I swallowed 3 times and still he kept pouring himself into my mouth in what seemed an endless stream of salty goodness. Finally he seemed to subside and I let go of his dick after relieving him of every drop I could coax out. He had a broad grin on his face as he leaned down and kissed me. We swapped his cum back and forth as we tongue wrestled.

    “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever gotten.” He said to me when we finally uncoupled our tongues. “And you’ve got the best cock, I’ve ever sucked.” I said as I reached down to gently stroke his still firm dick. I felt him get harder under my hand and I kissed him on his nipples alternating every few seconds to keep him at his peak. ” Fuck me,” I whispered to him, “Please, I’ve waited too long for you.” I once again swallowed him just to lube him up a bit. After a moment he pulled out and used his dickhead to play with my asshole. He took position above me like he was going to do push ups and I used my hand to guide his now rock hard prong to my warm man-pussy. He pushed his head into me and I thought I would faint from pain. In our eagerness, he hadn’t stretched me out and he was the most massive guy I’d ever been with.

    But he didn’t seem to realize that he was hurting me, absorbed as he was in the sensation of my ass closing around his dick. As he started to move a couple more inches in I told him to slow down and hold after every 2 inches because he was too big for me to handle otherwise. He was in his element and didn’t want to slow down the pleasure that he was getting but he nodded his acceptance of my request. Eventually he had buried more than a foot of cock into my ass and I could feel my muscles working to squeeze the life out of him. My every twitch made his dick feel something exceedingly intense in terms of pressure being applied to him.

    “I can handle it now just fuck the living daylights out of me!” I demanded while in the grips of intense pleasure. He started out slowly and as he built speed, I felt him gliding over my G-spot. His every thrust into me brought me to the verge of cumming. I begged for more and he shoved a pillow into my face. I must have been louder than I thought. He increased pace and it felt like a jack hammer was being unleashed in my ass. Without warning and in the throes of exquisite ecstasy, I came hard enough to hit his chin and my mouth. I was nearly delirious with please as I saw him tighten up and felt his dick grow even larger inside me.

    My ass closed around him like a vice. “I’m fucking cumming!” he said as his first shot hit my anal walls like a gunshot. Shot after shot of his ivory juices poured out into me with such rampant force and succession that my ass began to overflow. He quietly laughed to himself and bent down to kiss my mouth clean of my own cum. He began to pull out but I couldn’t deal with the thought of feeling hollowed out by his absence. I clutched his ass and pushed him back inside me. “Its OK, I won’t go anywhere if this is where you want me, Jason. Thank you for giving me the best night of my life.” We quickly subsided to sleep. The following morning we woke up entwined with each other on my bed. I kissed him awake and he fucked me again. “Morning wood” he said with a wink. He left me to go shower.

    This is when reality caught up to me again. I had just had the most incredible sexual experience of my life and here I was going to lose it because I had to move. I couldn’t deal with the thought of facing my floor mates and just quickly began packing with no goal other than a hasty departure from the school. I was nearly finished when Brandon came back in. His eyes widened at the sight of my boxes everywhere. “Where do you think you’re going?!” “Bro, last night was the most amazing of my life and while I’ll never ever forget it, people here will make my life hell!” “What cuz of Tina (the girl from last night)?! Nobody’ll believe her, I’ll see to that right now.” “Brandon don’t do something stupid, I don’t want you to ruin yourself over my account.”

    “Drop the boxes or I’ll kick your ass up and down the hall! Come to the Cafeteria in 2 hours and you’ll see just what I mean.” I decided to humor him while I arranged for some movers to come help me. Imagine my surprise when I went to the cafeteria, only to be nearly knocked over by Tina, who was running out with tears streaming down her eyes. “What did he do?” I thought to myself. I walked in, no one said a word or so much as gave me a sideways glance. It seemed business as usual. I went to sit with a couple of my friends, when Brandon waved me over to the table with his jock friends.

    I pulled a seat over and joined them. “Did you see what just happened?” asked Brayden, a mutual friend of ours. “Not at all,” I said. “Brandon just exposed her as the worst lay he had ever had and called her out for being a total slut, which we said too since we’ve all had her at one point or another. She went flying out of here like a bat out of hell!” I glared at Brandon and he simply smiled idyllically.

    When we got back to the room after lunch, I turned on him. “How could you do that to her?!” “Calm down, its 100% true and this way no one is talking about you and me AND no one will ever believe anything she has to say. Now you have no excuse to leave here and me!” I laughed out loud and said, “You had that much fun did you?” “Jason, I felt things last night that I never thought existed and I’m not going to lose that, no matter the cost. Its going to be you and me from now on” “Awwww come here you horny romantic fuck.”

    We shared the remainder of the semester fucking every chance we could get. At the end of term, I opted to get an off campus apartment and Brandon decided to join me. Its been 2 years and the sex is still incredible. Brandon fulfills my every need and I do my best for him. I even ended up going to grad school here just so I could stay with him.

    No End In Sight

    This is my first contribution, any and all feedback would be appreciated…

  • Moving to San Diego

    I arrived in Amarillo and found a motel. I was taking longer that expected to make the drive and knew I had to ‘pick up the pace’, but the sex had been awesome.

    My motel was near a small older truck stop and I waked the short distance for dinner. I was starved and ate dinner first before checking out the restroom.

    So many of the smaller, older truck stops had glory holes and this one wasn’t any different. There were three stalls and when I checked them out, I found that the center one had nice holes opening to both the other stalls. Naturally, I chose it.

    After ten minutes or so, a driver came in and took the stall to my left. After a few moments, he was slowly stroking his hard cock. Just as I motioned him to put his cock through to me, another driver entered. He went into the stall on my right. As he sat down, I could tell that he took a quick look through the hole. I made no attempt to hide my hard cock.

    Moments later, he was stroking his. I watched and simultaneously motioned for each to put their cocks through the holes. They did and I grasped each one and began stroking them. After a moment, I began sucking the one to my left as I continued stroking the one to my right. After a minute or so, I traded cocks and began sucking the one to my right.

    Then I went back to sucking the one to my left. As I did, the man to the right pulled back and I turned toward his booth and saw him watching me suck the other guys cock. I soon got the guy off and motioned for him to put his back through. Instead, he slipped me a note telling me to give my cock to the guy I just sucked and see if he would suck me. I did and the man to my left began sucking me. I gave the other driver a ‘thumbs up’ to indicate that I was indeed getting sucked.

    The driver to my right then put his cock back through. I pulled back and turned and began sucking him as the driver to my left watched. When i got him off, I slipped my cock through to him. He also began sucking me.

    After a moment, he stopped and quickly pulled up his jeans. As he did, the man to my left did the same. The exited their booths seconds apart.

    Then, I heard them talking.

    “You lying son-of-a bitch. I thought you said that you’d never let a guy blow you,” one said.

    “Well, you said the same and you even sucked him.”

    “So did you, Mac. I watched.”

    “Well, now we know that about each other, what are we going to do about it?”

    “Whenever we get two loads to deliver to the same customer, we can share a bunk if you want to.”

    “That’s what I was thinking. But for now, we need to get these two loads delivered by ten tomorrow. We need to roll.”

    They left and I quickly pulled up my jeans and followed them out. I watched as they each got into separate rigs, driving for the same company. They pulled out and one followed the other onto the highway.

    I had to laugh. Here were two drivers, both playing it straight in front of the other but who were both at least bi and agreeing to do each other.

    I returned to the restroom and sucked off a couple more before. The second sucked me in return.

    Returning to my room, I crawled into bed and slept soundly.

    The following day, I pushed it, planning on making Las Vegas by night fall. Outside Flagstaff, I spotted a young shirtless built cowboy on the side of the road thumbing a ride.

    His wide brimmed straw cowboy hat shielded his face but I could tell he was damn good looking.

    My urges took over and I quickly pulled to the side of the road then began backing up. As I did, I saw him grab his bag and begin trotting toward me.

    I lowered the passenger window and as he came up next to me I asked, “Where ya’ headed?”

    “San Diego, sir.”

    “Hop in. So am I.”

    “Fuck! Thank you,?” he said tossing his bag onto the back seat. “Sorry about my language.”

    “No problem, forget it. That’s one of my favorite words.”

    He climbed in next to me and said his name was Cory. I gave him mine and asked if he had family in San Diego.

    “Yea, my brother. It’s just me and him now that our parents are gone. He’s in the Marines and has been gone for a year. He said if I could make it out, he’d pay for my motel room. I’m in college, and having to work to pay my tuition so there is no extra money for bus fare or a motel.”

    We talked and I found that he was twenty and his brother twenty-two. As we drove, I noticed him glance over at me a few times and suddenly remembered that I had unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans most of the way to make driving more comfortable. I wondered if I should say anything or not.

    I decided I would and see his reaction.

    “Sorry for the was I’ve got my jeans open. It makes it more comfortable for driving.”

    “Hey, I totally understand and agree with you. Done it myself before,” he said with a sexy devilish smile.

    “Well, feel free to join me if it would be more comfortable for you,” I replied.

    We later stopped for lunch and he was just going to order a grilled cheese, the cheapest thing on the menu.

    “Nonsense, order whatever you want. I’m buying.”

    He did, and after eating, we returned to the car. Then, just before pulling back onto the road, I stopped and reopened my jeans. As I pulled out, he did the same, folding the sides of his zipper back. It was obvious he was commando as his dark pubic hairs were clearly visible.

    We continued to talk and get to know each other. He was majoring in agriculture and working full time as a bartender. I told him why I was going to San Diego. As the sun began to set, we still had about three hours before reaching Las Vegas.

    Every so often, he’d reach down and casually scratch his pubic area. It turned me on and my own cock stiffened slightly. He noticed and after a moment, he surprised me by leaning over toward me and rubbing it saying, “It looks like he needs some attention. May I?”

    “Sure, if you want to,” I replied, my heart racing.

    I raised my hips to make it easier for him to get to my cock. Once he had it out, he said, “Very nice,” the slowly went down and began sucking it slowly and lovingly. It was obvious that it wasn’t his first time sucking cock. He knew exactly what to do and how to do it. I held back as long as possible then told him I was about to shoot. He sped up and soon brought me to my climax. Holding my cock in his mouth, he collected my entire load and held it as he milked the last remnants out. Raising up, he swallowed and said, “Fucking awesome!”

    “Sure was,” I replied as I reached over and put my hand on his neck and gently pulled him to me. He didn’t resist and soon we were tongue kissing as we barreled down the highway at seventy miles per hour.

    After we separated, I said, “When we stop in Vegas, I’ll get the room. Hope you don’t mind if there is just one bed for us to share.”

    “Not at all,” he replied with a smile.

    I asked how long he had been sucking cock and he said he started at fourteen with a close bud of his. I asked if his brother knew that he was gay and he said, “Oh yea. He’s cool with it.”

    We arrived in Vegas and got the room. Once inside, I pulled him to me and we kissed again. As we kissed, I opened his jeans and let them fall before dropping to my knees and sucking his beautiful cock dry.

    “I need to shower, then we’ll go get a bite to eat,”I said.

    As I stripped, he did also. I went to the bathroom and stepped into the shower and seconds later he came n and as he pulled the shower curtain back said, “Move over.”

    We showered together and bathed each other as we kissed. Afterward we dried each other then dressed ad went to dinner. It was almost eleven and we found a small bar just off the strip. It turned out to be a gay bar and in the restroom we each sucked off a few cocks, mostly guys in town on business.

    Returning to the room, we immediately stripped, and he had me lay on the bed. Standing at the foot of the bed he spread my legs then got between them. Leaning down he began sucking mu steadily rising cock. Once it was hard,he straddled me and sat on it. Once the head had slipped in, he dropped, taking the entire shaft up his ass in one swift movement.

    “Oh, fuck, yea!”he exclaimed. I need this bad.”

    He began to ride me and somehow we managed to roll over with him on his back, legs pulled up ad me on top.

    “Fuck me, Mark. Fuck my ass. I need it bad. It’s been so long.”

    As I fucked his hot ass, I leaned down and we kissed. I soon filled his ass with my cream and he moaned softly in pleasure.

    “That was fucking fantastic. Thanks,” he said.

    “My pleasure. Now I want you to do the same to me.”

    We switched positions and he was soon fucking my ass, breeding me like a wild stallion, soon filling me with his hot thick huge load.

    We slept soundly and I awoke the next morning to find him sucking my cock. We switched to a sixty-nine and serviced each other. We checked out of the motel and continued our trip.

    As we did, I asked when his brother was due to arrive in port.

    “Erik is not due in for three days. I wasn’t expecting to get into town this early.”

    “Well, then, until he arrives, you will stay with me and help me find a place to live.”

    “Cool,” he said.

    We made it into San Diego around two and checked into a motel near the Marine base. I began checking the papers for a rental to look at.

    I saw several listed by a realtor and called him explaining my need. he said he would have several to show me the next day and we agreed that he would pick me up at nine the following morning.

    He did and we began the search. The first two were in high-rise buildings. I said that I’d prefer a small house on a lot all to itself. he said he had one come available the day before and thought it would be perfect for me.

    It was a three bedroom two bath home on an average size lot with a small pool in the back yard. when I saw it I was impressed. It had a large drive and two car attached garage. The back yard is what convinced me. There was a ten foot high concrete block wall completely surrounding it. I would have total privacy. We settled on a price and I signed the papers, pending a credit check. Cory was very impressed and it was on a small side street just a quarter mile from the main gate to the Marine base.

    We returned to the motel and spent the rest of the day in bed. I don’t need to tell you what we did.

    The next day, the realtor called and said everything was fine and he was bringing me the keys. I called the storage company that had my furniture and arranged for them to meet me immediately. I had to agree to extra delivery charges to get immediate service but I didn’t mind.

    My things were moved in and Cory and I spent that night and the next day settling in. We broke the house in that night having sex in the den overlooking the pool, outside by the pool and in the bedroom.

    The following day I took Cory to meet Erik, telling him that I would like to meet him when they had a chance.

    Once alone in my new place, I called Buck, the ranch hand from Knoxville, and Brad and Roy that I met at the gay resort, and gave them my address telling all that they were welcome anytime.

    I began learning my way around and found my office which turned out to be just over a mile from the house, however much of my work would be done on the bases.

    I had two and a half weeks to learn the best places to find sex in the area. I knew that the military personnel had to be careful as to where they went, especially if they were looking for gay company.

    Three days later there was a knock at my door shortly after three in the afternoon. Looking through the door viewer, I saw Cory and immediately opened the door and invited him in. It was then I saw the figure with him in full Marine camo fatigues.

    They entered and Cory said, “Mark, I’d like you to meet Erik, my brother.”

    We shook hands as he removed his cap. There before me was a Greek god in uniform. Erik stood close to six-four and had auburn hair. He was super muscular and damn good looking, his face looking like it had been chiseled from stone. My heart began to race like it never had before.

    Erik looked into my eyes and said, “It’s nice to meet you and I ant to thank you for getting Cory here and looking after him until I got in.”

    “It was my pleasure and I enjoyed his company.”

    “So I’ve heard, more than necessary,” he said stepping closer, almost chest to chest.

    I was scared I was about to get beat up. The look on his face as a cold stare. I was about to back away and say that Cory made the first move, when I felt his hand on my crotch.

    “He told me all about what you two did and now i want to see if he as right about you being exceptional.”

    With that I glanced at Cory, who was smiling, as Erik dropped to his knees and began opening my jeans and sliding them down. Suddenly, his hot wet mouth was sucking my soft cock into its darkness. He was as good at sucking as Cory, and my cock quickly stiffened. Erik began deep throating it as Cory stepped closer and began kissing me. I relaxed and my cock soon responded and fed Erik my hot thick load.

    After Erik swallowed and stood he said, “He was right. Your load is sweet and delicious.”

    “You’re gay also?”I asked.

    “Totally,” Erik answered.

    I looked at Erik and then Cory who spoke up and said, “Mark, I wanted to tell you but Erik prefers to keep it secret for obvious reasons. He likes to make the decision as to who knows about him. I assured him that you could be trusted.”

    “Man, when he started talking, I was scared shitless,” I said.

    “Sorry,” Erik replied, “but I wanted to tell you in my own way.”

    “Well, come on in. Would either of you like a beer?”

    They both answered yes and as we sat drinking,Cory said, “Mark, why don’t we all get comfortable.”

    “Sure, I think that would be great.”

    Cory stood and immediately began stripping. I did the same as Erik watched the two of us. After we were both nude, Erik began stripping.

    First his shirt, then tee shirt, revealing a light dusting of red hair on his chest. Then came his combat boots and socks then his pants.

    His hard cock was making a nice tent in his boxers and as he removed them it sprang to attention. It was right at eight inches and jutted out from a bright red large thick bush. Looking at it I asked, “Should I salute it?”

    “Do whatever you want to or with it,” Erik replied as he sat back down.

    I immediately got between his legs and began sucking him as Cory slowly stroked his cock.

    Erik moaned and said, “Bro, you were right. He is good. Glad you found him.”

    As I sucked Erik, me motioned Cory closer and began sucking him. Looking up, it was hot to see one brother sucking the other.

    I soon got Erik’s load as he got Cory’s. Afterward, Cory said, “You remember me saying that I started with my closest friend. Well, you just sucked him.”

    They said that Erik was already sucking cock and Cory walked in on Erik sucking one of his buds. Cory said he wanted to do it and they started doing each other daily both oral and anal and it had never stopped.

    Looking at Erik, I asked, “Are there any others on base that you know of that play?”

    “Sure, quite a few,although some just like to get blown by a guy and nothing else.”

    “That’s cool with me,” I said. “I’d love to meet them if you could arrange it. Maybe you could go out with some one night and bring them here. None need to know you suck if you don’t want them to. I could just service all of you, orally ad anally.”

    “I might be able to arrange something.”

    “If you want give them my address and tell them to stop by any day after six and all day on weekends. If I see a uniform at the door, I’ll know that they at lest want to get sucked.”

    “Sure. Some might be Navy personnel, though.”

    “That’s fine with me.”

    After another beer, I had Erik fuck me and it was awesome. Like Cory, he new what he was doing. As soon as he pulled out, Cory went in and added his load to Erik’s. Then Erik had me fuck him.

    I asked how long they could stay. Erik said that he had leave until the following day at midnight. I asked if they would like to spend it with me. They both quickly agreed.

    Later, I told them that I just had to watch them do each other. the agreed and had a sixty nine and later fucked each other.

    We went out to dinner and afterward, Erik had me drive around showing me the gay bars and straight bars that military guys went to to find sex, saying that the gay crown was aware of it, and explained how it worked.

    While they were with me the next day, sex was frequent. I told both that they were welcome anytime.

    Within three days, I started having guys in uniform knocking on my door. both Marines and Sailors. I was getting cock regularly and it amazed me at how many sucked in return. On weekends I sometimes get two or more at a time just wanting to get sucked after a night out. They would be on their way back to the base after striking out with the ladies and were horny.

    My job began and after work I frequently had visitors. Cory returned to his job and college but Erik visited one to two times a week.

    Then six months later I got a call from Brad saying that he and Roy were taking vacation and coming to see me. I made sure Erik was available for them. They arrived and offered their mouths and asses to all my visitors. When Erik visited, I let he and Brad and Roy have the privacy of my guest room while I serviced the others that stopped by.

    Then surprisingly, Buck visited, saying that he had accepted a job as bartender at a country bar nearby. I invited him to stay with me a while and he couldn’t believe the cock I was getting. Some wanted my mouth and some wanted my ass. Of course, I shared with him,but since he mainly worked nights, I got most of it except during the day on weekends.

    Well, I’ve been in San Diego for three years now and my visitors now include officers, both married and single. Some are even with the military police. They stop by on their way out to check on the bars.

    I don’t think I’ll ever leave San Diego,although my visitors are constantly changing. Regulars get transferred out and new ones are transferred in.

    I often see my visitors out on the streets but I respect them and never openly acknowledge knowing them.

    What a life!!!!!!!!!!

    THE END


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  • The Warehouse

    Baker Distributing is a general wholesale distributor. They carry housewares, hardware, nuts, bolts, sporting goods, and builders hardware which includes door locks and cabinet hardware. Their main customers are the local neighborhood hardware stores in several states.

    I began working there when I was eighteen, puling orders for items in the hardware department. I worked hard, never missed work, and my work was accurate. After three years, I was promoted to department manager, overseeing the employees in the hardware section of the warehouse.

    Then, three years later, on a Friday afternoon, the intercom chimed signaling a message.

    “Mark Rivers, please report to Mr. Baker’s office right away.”

    I immediately stopped what I was doing in the order office and headed to the offices upstairs. I arrived at Mr. baker’s office and Carol, his secretary, told me to go right in. I did, and upon entering, Mr. Baker smiled and stood ad asked me to close the door.

    I did and we shook hands before he told me to have a seat. Seeing my concern, he smiled again and said, “Relax, you’re not in any trouble. In fact, it’s just the opposite.”

    I took a deep breath and relaxed as he began speaking.

    “Mark, I’ve been keeping a close eye on you and your work and have been extremely impressed. Jim Davis, the warehouse general manager, has informed me that he is retiring at the end of the month. I need someone capable of taking over his position when he leaves and I feel you are that person. Are you interested?”

    I sat stunned and finally managed to say, “Yes, Sir, I am and I appreciate your confidence in me.”

    “I was hoping you would say yes. I have no doubts that you can do the job.”

    He proceeded to explain my duties and inform me of my new salary. It was half again of what I was currently making.

    “If orders get out on time and complete on a monthly basis, there will also be a bonus for you.”

    I thanked him and we shook hands. “There is just one thing. Please do not say anything to anyone until I make the announcement to the rest of the employees.”

    “No problem, Sir,” I replied.

    “I’ll make the announcement on the Monday of his last week, and at that time, you will work with Jim. He’ll show you everything you need to know. And just so you know, you were his choice for his replacement also.”

    “Really?” I asked. “I’m honored.”

    “Remember, keep this to yourself.”

    I said I would and turned to leave his office. I stopped and turned and asked, “Since we’re closed on weekends, would it be possible in any way for me to come in and start going through the other departments and see exactly what they carry and where it’s located?”

    “Sure. I’ll call Jim and tell him to hang around a few minutes and wait for you. I’ll have him give you an extra set of keys and the code to the alarm system. Take all the time you need checking things out.”

    I returned to my office in a state of astonishment. I couldn’t believe that I’d be overseeing all the shipments going out.

    At quitting time, some of my crew joked with me saying I was in trouble and got called to the office. I simply responded with “Oh, it’s no big deal. I just got chewed on a little.”

    I met Jim and got the keys and code and spent the weekend going through the different departments. I did this every weekend until the Monday morning Mr. Baker made the announcement.

    That Monday, shortly after starting to work, Mr. Baker called my phone.

    “Mark, as soon as I make the announcement, tell Chad that he is to take over your position until further notice, then go to Jim’s office.”

    “Yes, Sir,’ I replied.

    Seconds later, the intercom chimed and Mr.Baker’s voice resonated through the warehouse.

    “May I have your attention please. It is with sadness that I announce the retirement of Jim Davis, our warehouse manager at the end of the week. I know you all join me in wishing him well in his retirement. Also, it is with pleasure and pride that I inform you that Mark Rivers, our hardware manager will be taking Jim’s position as the new manager. I ask that you all give him your support and congratulations.”

    The intercom clicked off, and everyone in the office with me began congratulating me. As soon as I could I called Chad to the side and told him he was temporary manager.

    Chad was twenty-four and had worked in my department for two years. He was sharp and accurate in his work and hot as hell. he was very muscular, had a short neatly trimmed black mustache and goatee. His eyes were an emerald green and his smile would melt butter. I would have given anything to get him in my bed but from what he told everyone, he had girls waiting in line for his attention.

    He shook my hand and I headed for Jim’s office, where everyone there was wishing him well. When I arrived, they started congratulating me.

    We got down to work as Jim began explaining everything. Once the orders were filled in the department and labeled, they were brought to our area where they were checked and verified, sealed up and placed with other boxes going to the same store.

    Jim said he made regular trips through all departments checking to see if everyone was on schedule or having problems locating merchandise.

    We worked side by side all week and that weekend I came in, going over all the paper work Jim had shown me. I didn’t want to loo like a fool on my first day.

    Everything went well, and Mr. Baker stopped by later in the afternoon to see how it was going. One of the packers spoke up and said it was as if Jim was still there because things were going so smoothly.

    As the next couple of weeks went by thing got even smoother. Only a couple of times, certain departments were late getting their items to the dock barely making the shipping deadline. I decided to check out why this was happening.

    The following week I made trips almost daily to the hardware department and the sporting goods department.

    Then the following week, I found one of the problems. And what I found shocked and stunned me.

    As I silently made my way through the old warehouse. As I neared a secluded corner, I heard soft moans. Easing my way back, I peeked through the racks and froze. There in the corner was Chad and Tim, a nineteen year old order puller who had been working with us for just six months. They were in a hot embrace, kissing and sucking on each others tongues as the groped each others crotch. Seconds later, Tim extracted Chads cock and began sucking him. As he did, Chad said that on their next break he wanted to suck him in return.

    I watched as Tim brought Chad to his climax and swallowed. As he stood, Chad put his cock back into his jeans and they kissed. I quickly eased away silently and was near the department office when Chad returned.

    Seeing me, he was obviously nervous as I asked where he had been.

    “Tim was having a problem finding some items and I was giving him a hand.”

    “Oh, okay, very good,” I replied and left, deciding to do some follow up investigating.

    Later in the day, I watched from a distance, waiting. I soon saw Chad leave his office and look around. He headed back into the warehouse and I followed at a distance. He went back to the secluded corner in Tim’s area. When I reached my observation point, I saw them kissing passionately. Soon, Chad knelt and opened Tim’s jeans and once he had his cock out, Chad swallowed it completely. Tim moaned softly and Chad began sucking. Before long, Tim climaxed and Chad accepted it all before swallowing. Chad stood and they kissed. As Tim put himself back together he said, “If my lover knew I was doing this with you, he’d kill me.”

    “Don’t tell him,” Chad said with a laugh.

    “I don’t intend to.”

    As I started to slip back out, I heard Chad say, “You want to meet tomorrow during our lunch break? We will have time to do each other then.”

    “Sounds good,” Tim replied.

    That afternoon after everyone was gone, I went back to the corner and looked around for a better vantage point. There in the corner was an old unused storage room with a wooden ladder built onto the side. I climbed it and checked it out. The top was in complete shadow and the view it gave of their play area was perfect.

    The following day, I told the people in my office I would be gone for a while. Everyone took lunch from twelve to one. At half passed eleven, I eased back into the corner, climbed the ladder and hid, waiting.

    Just a few minutes after twelve, Tim arrived and seconds later Chad arrived. I took out my cell phone and began videoing their actions.

    After a passionate kiss, they both dropped their pants. I expected them to start sucking each other but to my surprise, Chad turned Tim around and began to hungrily eat his ass.

    My cock was rock hard and in a very uncomfortable position but for fear of being discovered, I left it where it was.

    Moments later, Chad stood and Tim knelt and began eating Chad’s ass. After another few moments, he stopped and they lay on the floor and began a hot sixty-nine, both climaxing seconds apart.

    When it was over, the stood and as they pulled up their jeans, Tim said, “One of these days I want to feel you cock up my ass. I want you to fuck me.”

    “Gladly,” Chad said, “if you’ll fuck me in return.”

    “Hell yea, you fucking stud.”

    I waited until they were both gone and quietly descended the squeaking ladder. Returning to my office, I privately watched my video. Everything was crystal clear and the audio was very satisfactory.

    I waited a couple of days and on Friday afternoon, I called Chad in his office and asked him to see me before he left.

    Coming to my office, he walked in and said, “Hey Mark. What’s up?”

    Everyone was gone in my area and I motioned for Chad to have a seat. “I’ve got something I need to discuss with you.”

    “What’s that?” he asked.

    I got up and picked up my cell phone, before walking up in front of him.

    “I’ve got something I want you to watch, but I don’t want you to say a word until it’s over, okay?”

    “Uh, yea, sure,” he replied.

    I started the video and turned the screen toward him. As it began, his face turned a ghostly white. He began sweating heavily as he watched.

    Once it was over, I returned to my chair behind my desk and asked, “What have you got to say about this?”

    “Nothing. I guess it speaks for itself. I assume you want my resignation.”

    “Not at all. What I want is for you to do your job. If you like to suck cock, eat cum, and get fucked, I don’t give a flying fuck. Some of my best friends are gay but don’t do it at work. what you do after you leave here is your business.”

    “I promise I won’t do anything here again,” he said. I could tell he had one question and I knew what it was.

    “I know your wondering if I’m going to say anything to Mr. Baker. If you keep your word, the answer is no. In fact, I’m planning on telling him that I think you should have the position permanently.”

    “What about Tim?” he asked.

    “It’s up to you if you want to tell him I know. I wouldn’t, but if he suggest meeting again just tell him no and that you think it’s just too dangerous.”

    “Mark, I don’t know how to thank you,” he said.

    “You can thank me by keeping your promise, and if Tim does suggest meeting, let me know what he says when you say no.”

    “I will,” he said. “Is there anything else?”

    “Yes, just one thing.” I picked up my cell phone and brought up the video. I had him watch as I pressed the ‘delete’ button. He looked at me and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.

    “Go home,” I said. “This is past history.”

    He shook my hand and as he did I looked at him and said, “Do you know how fucking shocked I was to find out you were gay?”

    “I’m sure with all the bullshit I dish out to hide that fact.”

    “Have a good weekend,” I said.

    Monday morning he came to my office and said that Tim had wanted to meet again at noon. he said that when he told him Tim was very disappointed and said that he always looked forward to their meetings because his lover was so ‘vanilla’ as he put it.

    I watched Chad for the next two weeks and so far he had kept his promise to me. On the Friday of the second week, I called him to my office.

    When he came in, he had a questioning look on his face. “Am I in trouble again?”

    “Hell no! Just so you know we’re cool, I was wondering if you had plans for tomorrow afternoon and evening.”

    “No, why?”

    “How about coming over to my place for burgers.”

    “Hell yea. I’ll bring the beer.”

    “And bring our swimsuit. We’ll hit the pool at the apartment for a while then go back to my place and cook the burgers.”

    “Hey, man, that sounds great.”

    “I want to warn you ahead of time. There are some darn good looking guys living there.’

    He smiled and turned a bright red. “I’ll try to control myself,” he said laughing.

    I smiled back and said “Please do.” I wrote down my address and gave him the gate code to get in, saying, See you about two?”

    “Yea,” he replied, then looking straight at me he said, “Mark, it is so cool that I can be myself around you, but only when we’re alone.”

    “You can, and tomorrow come very casual.”

    On Saturday, he arrived right at two. I greeted him wearing just my swimsuit. I had wanted him to bring his because I wanted to see his big hairy muscular chest.

    He handed me the already cold beer and as I put a few in a cooler with ice, I told him to get changed. “You can use my bedroom or the bath or do it right here. Your choice.”

    He began removing his shirt as he smiled and said, “Hell,you’ve already seen me,so why get bashful now?”

    He quickly removed his shorts and as he took his speedo out of a bag, I got a nice close look at his cock. I knew I wanted it.

    Once he had everything tucked in place, he said, “Ready when you are.”

    I grabbed my keys as he grabbed the cooler. After locking the door, we headed for the pool. finding two lounges together we settled down and took in some sun. As we sipped our beer, he leaned over to me and said softly, “I see what you meant.”

    “Down boy,” I whispered back.

    He laughed and whispered, “You’re so fucking cool.”

    We took in some sun then swam a while before going back to my place. Once inside, I said, “I’m staying like I am. Why don’t you?

    We may decide to go back after we eat.”

    “Sounds good to me,” he said.

    I prepared the burgers as he sliced the tomatoes and lettuce. Going out on the patio with our beers we sat and talked as the burgers cooked.

    Looking at me he said, “You’re totally at ease with a gay man aren’t you?”

    “Yes. Like I said, I have several gay friends. Sexual preference makes no difference to me.”

    “That puts me so much at ease.”

    “Chad, do you mind if I ask how long you’ve been gay?”

    “Not at all. I feel completely comfortable talking to you. I was eighteen and a senior in high school. I was on the football team and several guys had said that they thought the coach was gay because of the way he looked at us in the showers after practice or a game. I had become curious about other guys and did my own checking out of others. Anyway, one day I worked out later than the others. I thought everyone was gone and went to the showers. Coach walked in to find me jerking off. He was nude and boned. He smiled and said I was in the same shape as him. He came to the shower next to me and started jerking his. After a moment he asked if I minded if he did it for me. I said okay, just to see what it was like. Before I knew it he was on his knees sucking me. He got me off and swallowed and stood up. Like I said, I was curious so i knelt and did him. I liked it and for the rest of the year we did each other a few times a week. After a while he introduced me to anal sex and I liked it also. Been at it ever since, but play the straight role to hide it. I do occasionally go out of town and go to the gay bars there.”

    “Interesting,” I said.

    We ate and afterwards he helped me clean the kitchen. As we finished up, he was wiping the counter. I stepped up to him and as he turned toward me, i put my quickly devised plan into motion.

    We were fact to face and I quickly leaned in and with my right hand around his neck, I pressed my lips to his, offering my tongue. As I did, my left hand went to his crotch. He jumped but quickly offered his tongue. After a moment, we separated and I asked, “You want to go back to the pool or stay here?”

    “Fuck! Stay here,” he replied kissing me again and reaching for my crotch.

    After another hot kiss, he pulled back and asked, “You gay or curious?”

    “Let’s go to the bedroom and get comfortable and I’ll show you.”

    He followed me to the bedroom and watched as I slowly removed my swim trunks revealing my rock hard cock. Smiling, he quickly removed his speedo, freeing his own hard cock.

    I lay him on the bed and eased between his spread legs and quickly began sucking his cock. He moaned loudly as I began working on it. He moaned even louder when I raised his legs and began eating his ass. I soon returned to his cock and brought him to a roaring climax. After swallowing his rich thick creamy load, I moved up and kissed him.

    After our kiss, he said, “That not fucking curiosity. That’s fucking experience. Why didn’t you tell me when we talked in your office?”

    “I wanted to but didn’t think it was the time or place.”

    “Well, like you said about me, I never dreamed that you might be gay. I admit that I’ve cruised you and desired to get you in bed even if you didn’t do anything to me. Now, it’s my turn.”

    With that, he rolled me off of him and went between my legs, quickly swallowing my cock. He sucked a while them rimmed me some before returning to my cock and bringing me to an awesome climax. he devoured my load before kissing me. As we lay cuddled in each others arms, I asked, “Can you stay the night?”

    “Hell, yea. I had no other plans.”

    He did and later we fucked each other like wild animals. First thing Sunday morning we had a hot wild sixty-nine.

    After he left, I wondered what things would be like at work the next day. I had never done anything with a coworker before.

    I was relieved when we saw each other and he acted as if nothing had happened. everything was totally normal and business like.

    That Friday afternoon he came to my office at quitting time and asked if I had plans for the weekend. I said no and he smiled.

    “Okay, what’s up?” I asked.

    “Go home and through a some clothes in a bag. I’ll pick you up in half hour or so.”

    “Where are we going? I’ll also need to shower.”

    “Don’t ask questions. We can shower later.”

    He picked me up and took of down the highway, finally saying he was taking me to his favorite gay bar. I smiled knowing it would be hot to be seen with him.

    As we drove, he said, “Mark, so many there have dates with them. I’ve been telling them I have a guy I’m dating but he is away on business. I tell that to some who have been after me but are very fem and I have no interest in them. I was wondering if tonight I could introduce you as my lover and get them off my back.”

    “Sure, I have no problem being your lover for tonight, especially since we’ll be lovers later in bed.”

    Smiling he said, “If not sooner in the shower.”

    We arrived at the motel and he checked us in. he said he asked for one king bed and the clerk smiled. “We’re just three blocks from the gay bar and on weekends most of the rooms are occupied by guys from the bar.”

    We showered and sucked each other there before dressing and going to eat at a diner frequented by the gay crowd.. After eating,we headed for the gay bar and Chad introduced me to others as his lover. I could tell the fems were very disappointed when I made it obvious to them that he was mine.

    We had a great weekend and returned late Sunday afternoon.

    Chad and I got together often on weekends and really enjoyed each others company. I did recommend him for his position on a permanent basis and Mr. Baker agreed.

    Chad and I dated regularly, often going out to sports events or out of town on weekends.

    It’s been about six months or so since our first encounter together. I’ve fallen in love with him and think he feels the same toward me. This weekend, I think I’ll ask him to be my life partner and move in with me.

    THE END……….


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