Author: admin

  • Conquest of a Straight Stud

    Disclaimer: This story is a fanfic of another piece of fiction. It takes off from Chapter 7 of that story so follow the link if you want the introductory details. The storyline was too good to pass up. If you like this work please read and vote for the original author’s so I won’t feel bad about borrowing the concept. Happy to write more if desired. All characters are fictional and 18+.


    After a third furious make-out session I finally had to come up for breath. Matheus was incredible. His lips were soft and full and he knew exactly where to put them and how to use them. His kiss was passionate but ended softly, leaving me wanting more. Much more.

    I was almost panting. I needed a breather. Instead of going back in for more I laid my head on his chest and stroked his abs with my hand. I marveled at his dark smooth skin and stunning muscle definition. He was an incredible specimen.

    “How are you doing, Ava?” Matheus asked. His Brazilian accent had a hint of cockiness to it. I punched his tight abs jokingly and he laughed. If I knew I was going to get this kind of action I would have started a workout regimen. Matheus had clearly been practicing.

    Suddenly the box that had felt so crowded when I had first been trapped in it now felt comfortable. Initially, being in a box with two nearly males who looked like supermodels and were wearing nothing but tight spandex-like shorts was intimidating. Making out with Matheus, however, had definitely put me at ease. He had almost made me forget that we were in the midst of a competition for our lives.

    I glanced down at Erik. He was squeezed into the bottom end of the box. The tall blond-haired Swede was still unconscious after being given knock-out drugs by the Black Team. I could see his eight-pack abs and bulging groin and suddenly had a desire to make out with him as well. My mind buzzed with the thought of having a sexual experience with both males. Having the soft brown eyes as well as the piercing blue ones staring at me in the heat of passion would be very satisfying. I had already felt up both boys’ packages while they were unconscious. Matheus’s cock was enormous but Erik had a large one as well. Both had testicles that felt as large as plums. The more I thought about it the more desperate I was to have both males inside of me. But how could I manage it?

    “Matheus,” I said, “I had an interesting experience today. Chris came onto me and while we were making out he told me to say that I was his. It seemed somewhat possessive to me and I am an ardent feminist. So, I put my hand down his pants and gave his nuts a little squeeze. He became very submissive after that. I am pretty new to physical intimacy and I’m not sure whether it is common for one person to try to dominate the other. What’s your experience?”

    Matheus laughed. “Well,” he said, “I’m not surprised that he became submissive. That’s evil. But I guess when it comes to sexual relationships one person does sometimes try to dominate the other. Sometimes when I am with girls who are particularly feisty I enjoy the challenge of taming them. It’s arousing”

    “Is that so?” I said. I let my hand drop lower and began to caress his cock. It quickly swelled up in his shorts. “And do you often succeed?”

    “Always,” Matheus said with a cocky smile. Even in the dark I could see his gleaming teeth against his dark skin. His beautiful eyes and amazingly cute face were looking down at me. “Girls can play whatever game they want to but ultimately I get to put my penis inside them. After they have been penetrated by my big cock they understand who wears the pants.”

    I ignored the display of bravado and chauvinism. I had a more important goal in mind. Now I just needed to work Erik into our conversation.

    “That doesn’t seem like much of a challenge,” I said as I played with his cock.

    “What do you mean?” he asked.

    “Well you’re a beautiful man. Of course girls are going to want to have sex with you and that means they have to get penetrated by your big tool.” I gave his cock a squeeze to emphasize my point. He groaned with pleasure. “But it would be very different if a girl was not attracted to you. Then how would you establish your dominance?”

    Matheus frowned. “You mean lesbians?” he asked quizzically. “I’ve had a few of them. There is no one I cannot seduce.”

    With a body like his, I believed it. Admitting that, however, did not serve my cause. “Really? Nobody?” I said. “I don’t believe it.”

    Matheus caressed my body with his hand. “Challenge me,” he said seductively.

    For a moment, I desperately wanted to. I thought about crushing those big plums between his legs and seeing how cocky he was then. No, I had to keep my focus on the prize. “Okay,” I said. “Remember, you were the one who said you could dominate anyone. Erik should be waking up soon. I challenge you to dominate him. If you can stick you big tool inside of him I will give you the best blowjob of your life.”

    “A man?” Matheus said. “But I’m not gay.”

    “You are the sexiest man I have ever seen,” I said. “If anyone can do it you can. Or are you telling me that Erik is your equal? Or maybe he is the dominant male. Maybe I should be having sex with him.”

    “No,” Matheus said firmly. “I can dominate anyone. It’s a deal. I expect one amazing blowjob after I win.”

    I gave his cock another squeeze and felt a thrill of excitement go through me. No I needed to work myself more into the action. “You got it. And I tell you what. Since you’ve been so gracious about accepting this challenge I will give you a jumpstart. When Erik wakes up just pretend like you are still unconscious. I will get him aroused. I bring him to the point where he can’t even think straight and then you swoop in and finish him off. You can make love to both of us. I think it will be fun.”

    Matheus smiled viciously. “Let’s do it,” he said. “I am going to impale him on my massive cock. I am going to take his manhood away and turn him into pussy for me to screw. After I’m done with him he’s going to know that I own him and have made him into a little girl. Then you are going to suck my cock and I am going to give you the best sex of your life.”

    I almost could not contain my excitement. I was going to get to watch two of the most attractive studs I had ever seen engage in a competition of sexual conquest. If everything worked out I might get to have very dirty sex with both of them.

    * * *

    Erik opened his eyes slowly. He had a pounding headache. He tried to move but found himself constrained by tight walls on either side of him. Then he felt sweaty legs beneath him. “Argh,” he groaned, “where am I?”

    “How are you feeling?” he heard Ava ask in a concerned voice. He glanced up and saw her staring down at him. Matheus was lying beside her. He seemed unconscious.

    “What happened?” he asked as he fumbled around to try to feel his head with his hands. His head hurt so badly that he felt like something had crashed into it.

    “The Black Team females gave you some drugs that knocked you unconscious,” Ava said. “Then they gave Matheus some when he tried to save you. He’s still unconscious. Luckily, Gabrielle was able to get to you all before the Black Team killed you. She brought you here. This was my last stop for the day so we are all locked in here together until tomorrow.”

    “Oh,” Erik said. He was extremely uncomfortable and wanted to stretch out and find something to drink. The next few hours were going to be excruciating. He was desperate for some distraction to keep his mind off his discomfort.

    “So Erik,” Ava said as she slid down to the other end of the box to be at eye level with him, “I was thinking. Matheus is unconscious so it’s really just you and me in this awful box. Sorry, I’m nervous about this, I don’t know quite how to say what I want to say.”

    “Say what?” Erik asked in confusion. Ava’s face was now just centimeters from his.

    “Well, let’s be honest, you are a very attractive man,” Ava said. “I’m sure that you have had sex with a lot of girls.”

    The question took Erik completely off guard but then it suddenly made sense. The poor girl was hopelessly in love with him. That happened a lot. If he was being honest, Erik had to admit that he was probably better looking than any other guy he had ever met. In Sweden, girls desperately threw themselves at him. He had his pick. None of those girls were here, however, and Ava was not at all bad looking. In fact, she had a pretty fantastic body. Screwing her would certainly take his mind off his discomfort. Yeah, that would be fun. She definitely wanted it. After all, he was wearing nothing but tight red spandex shorts. She could see how impressive his package was.

    “Some,” Erik said coyly. “But none had your amazing personality. Hey, since Matheus is asleep and certainly won’t mind, do you want to fool around at bit?”

    Ava smiled broadly and Erik knew he had her. “Sure,” she said. “How did you want to start?”

    Erik was dying for a good blowjob. It had been nearly a week since his last one. Making this girl swallow his huge load appealed to him. He gave her a smile and nodded down at his bulging package. “How about you start there and release some tension with your mouth?” he said.

    Ava bit her lip. “Oh,” she said. “I would really like to but I have never done it before. I don’t have much experience with, you know, a man’s penis. I’m afraid that I wouldn’t do it properly.”

    Erik laughed. “Don’t worry,” he said. “It’s not hard. I’ll teach you how I like it. It’s actually refreshing to start with a blank slate. No bad habits.”

    Ava’s eyes brightened. “That would be wonderful,” she said eagerly. “Do you think you could show me with Matheus? Like you said, he’s asleep and certainly won’t mind.”

    “I don’t understand,” Erik said in confusion. “What do you want me to show you with Matheus?”

    “Give him a blowjob so I can watch and learn,” Ava said.

    Erik nearly vomited at the thought. “I’m straight,” he protested. “I can’t suck another guy’s cock.”

    “Why not?” Ava asked, sounding perplexed. “He won’t know it and I am certainly not going to tell him. It will be our little secret.”

    “No, it’s disgusting,” Erik said. The idea sickened him.

    “Okay, well then I don’t think I can give you one,” Ava said. “I would just be too embarrassed.”

    That gave him pause. He was already looking forward to the blowjob. The thought of not having it was excruciating. Maybe he could get away with mimicking it on Matheus. That might give her the confidence and motivation that she needed.

    “Okay,” he said. “I’ll show you how it’s done.”

    He grabbed Matheus’s shorts and tugged them off. One of the biggest cocks he had ever seen flopped out. Erik had to contain his shock. He knew instantly that Matheus was bigger than he was. He had never seen someone larger than him. Well, once he was hard Ava would not know the difference.

    “Could you start with his balls?” Ava asked. “I’ve heard that some guys like those sucked as well.”

    “That’s not necessary,” Erik said. Then he saw the disappointed look on Ava’s face. “Okay,” he said. “Look, you just stick his balls in your mouth and suck gently. Just like this.” He put his face as close as he could manage to Matheus’s groin without throwing up and mimicked the sucking motion by puffing out his cheeks.

    “What?” Ava exclaimed. “I don’t get it. You need to actually do it or I won’t know how it really works.”

    Erik was stricken. He really wanted that blowjob now. Would sucking another guy’s balls for one brief moment make him gay? Of course not. He would just do it for a second and then he would get his well-earned reward.

    “Fine,” he said. “Watch closely.” He opened his mouth wide and, after an agonizing moment of hesitation, took the plunge. He sucked Matheus’s balls in and closed his lips around the base of Matheus’s scrotum.

    Matheus’s masculine aroma instantly filled Erik’s nostrils. Matheus’s sack was warm and salty with sweat. Well, it wasn’t pleasant but it wasn’t as bad as Erik had thought it would be. He began to suck the testicles softly. At least they were hairless. They were so large that they filled his entire mouth. He knew he must look ridiculous but his curiosity was actually somewhat piqued. He had never touched another guy’s balls before except for an occasional prank slap in the locker room. Tasting them was kind of fascinating.

    He pulled his lips off Matheus’s balls after a few minutes. “That was great!” Ava said enthusiastically. “I learned so much. No for the really important part.”

    “No way,” Erik said. “I am not sucking another guy’s cock.”

    “Well then all I will be able to do is suck your balls,” Ava said. “Don’t you want a blowjob?”

    Erik groaned and then opened his mouth again. He lowered it onto Matheus’s massive cock.

    The cock tasted much like the balls did. “You have to suck awhile before it gets hard,” Erik mumbled out of the side of his mouth. He didn’t even think a sleeping man could get hard. A moment later, however, that idea was dispelled. Matheus’s cock swelled up to it full size. It was enormous. Erik nearly joked. It filled his entire mouth.

    Erik began to lick the tip of Mathues’s cock. In particular, he concentrated on the foreskin and sensitive point below the tip. He loved it when girls did that and so few seemed to know how to do it right. He wanted to make sure that Ava knew how to do it just like he liked it. Plus, he wanted to finish sucking Matheus’s cock before Matheus came. There was no way he was going to let himself taste another man’s cum.

    Erik could see Ava smiling encouragingly at him out of the corner of his eye. She was positively beaming. He started to get excited. It was fun to have an enthusiastic cocksucker. Just a few more licks would do it. He licked Matheus’s piss slit and tasted something new. It was wet and salty. Erik’s mind did not process the taste at first. It was so foreign. Then his eyes flew open. It was semen. He ripped his mouth away from the cock and began gagging into the edge of the box.

    “What is it?” Ava asked quickly. Her concerned tone had returned.

    “Cum,” Erik sputtered. He tried to spit out the taste but it seemed to be all over his tongue.

    “What?” Ava said. “But it didn’t look like he shot his load. I didn’t even see anything come out.”

    “It’s pre-cum,” Erik said, disgusted.

    “Of course,” Ava said. “I learned about that in a sex-ed class. Before a boy cums sometimes some cum oozes out.”

    “Yeah, well that’s what happened,” Erik said. “Okay, I’ve shown you everything you need to know. It’s your turn.” Now he was upset. He was going to blow a monster load in her mouth and make her swallow all of it. In fact, he was even going to make her go in for seconds. That thought restored his spirits.

    “Of course,” she said sweetly. “But first, you need to scoot up so I can get my mouth to your cock. Just lie on top of Matheus.”

    Erik didn’t like that idea of being on top of the Brazilian but he realized that there was no other way for Ava to suck his cock. He pulled his shorts off and then slid himself up Matheus’s body. It was still wet with sweat so Erik moved easily over Matheus’s smooth skin. Then he felt something long and hard pressed against his ass crack. What was that? Then he realized with horror that it was Matheus’s still-hard cock.

    “No, this is not going to work,” he exclaimed. “I can feel his cock touching my ass. That’s gay.”

    “Don’t be a baby,” Ava said. “He’s not even awake and it’s not in your anus or anything. It’s totally not gay. Now I just need to tie you up.”

    Erik had to laugh. “So you’re naughty. Well I appreciate the thought but we don’t have any rope.” In fact, Erik never went in for the tie-up stuff. He liked to be the one in charge. Too many girls liked to pull their mouths away during blow jobs and finish with their hands. He would force their heads down so they had to finish him off with their mouths. He liked to see them swallow his load.

    “Just trust me,” Ava said. She grabbed Erik’s shorts and took a vial out of her sports bra.

    “Isn’t that the knock out drug?” Erik asked.

    “Yes, just wait,” Ava said. “It’s a surprise.” She rubbed some of the liquid on the shorts. “Give me your hands,” she said. Erik hesitated but Ava had slid up so that she was next to him. He felt her breasts pressing against him and the sensation excited him. He held out his hands for her. Maybe if he indulged her she would get on with the sucking. Whatever she rigged up could not really restrain him. He would get his hands loose before he had to cum and make her take his load.

    Ava pulled the shorts down over Erik’s hands. He still was not sure what this was supposed to accomplish. Then he felt material close in around his wrists.

    “What the hell is this?” he exclaimed.

    “I figured it out by accident,” Ava said. “The shorts that the Tamon Arians designed are organic. They react negatively to the drug and open up a hole that you can stick a body part through. Then the material closes up again and forms a seal around you skin. It’s just like handcuffs. Watch.” She pulled Erik’s arms up and hooked them onto some sort of hook where the box’s power card was. “Now try to get your hands free.”

    Irritated, Erik pulled as hard as he could against the material. It didn’t budge. Growing a little alarmed, he redoubled his efforts. He broke into a sweat but the material still did not budge.

    Now he was really uncomfortable. This girl had immobilized him and he had a massive cock pressed against his ass. That was not at all how he imagined this blow job going.

    Thankfully, Ava slid back down and after a moment he felt her warm lips close around his cock. He sighed and tried to relax. His lesson must have helped because Ava was very good. He was soon hard. He relished the feeling of her pretty little mouth on his cock. He felt her warm saliva all over his cock. It was amazing.

    Soon he was ready to explode. He smiled at the thought of filling Ava’s mouth with his seed. He wondered how the virgin would like that.

    Suddenly she pulled her mouth off and squeezed his penis just below the head.

    “What are you doing?” he exclaimed.

    “I heard that this releases some blood in the penis,” Ava said. “If I do that and wait 30 seconds or so you won’t cum.”

    “But that’s the point of a blowjob,” Erik retorted in frustration.

    “Oh but I want to have more fun with you than that,” Ava said. “I’ve got you right where I want you and there is a bunch of things I want to try out. For example, I want to see how a guy reacts when you give him so-called blue balls.”

    “No,” Erik cried. “That was not our deal. You need to…”

    “Hush,” Ava interrupted. “I am taking charge now. Here, why don’t you suck on these for a while? Erik heard Ava rustling around and then she pulled something over his head. He opened his mouth to protest but Ava pushed something into it. A moment later he felt material fill in around his mouth. Erik realized that she must have put Matheus’s shorts on his head. He felt her tie some part of it behind his head.

    “There you go,” Ava said. “I used some more liquid to create a hole in the crotch of Matheus’s shorts. It filled in nicely and I was able to tie the leg openings behind your head. Actually, right now the material you have in your mouth is the same part that Matheus’s has had cradling his balls for the last two days. He’s been doing a lot of sweating so you are most likely tasting his ball sweat right now.”

    Erik tried to yell at her but all everything was muffled by the material. The aroma of Matheus’s balls was thick on the material and he could taste the salt from Matheus’s ball sweat. It was too much.

    Ava laughed. “I bet you aren’t used to getting dominated by a girl like this. Well just hold on, the fun is just getting started.”

    She stroked his chest and abs and then patted his balls. Erik groaned as the pats sent warning pangs of pain through his body. Ava laughed again and began to suck his cock.

    Erik was just starting to enjoy the sensation again when she pulled her mouth off and pinched the sensitive part of his cock just below the head. He groaned in irritation. Ava, however, waited 30 seconds and then resumed her careful work.

    Ava repeated the process over and over again. Erik was in excruciating agony. He felt like his balls were about to shrivel up and die they were in so much pain. His body was shaking with sexual anticipation and frustration. Alternating waves of cold and hot wracked his body. He tried to think of a way out of his torture but Ava was proving very effective at scrambling his thoughts. All he could think about was pain in his groin, the feeling of Ava’s wet mouth, and the leftover taste and smell of Matheus’s balls.

    Erik tried again to yell through his shorts-turned-gag. All that came out was his muffled groans.

    Suddenly he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders. That was impossible; Ava’s mouth was still on his cock. There was no way she could have reached his shoulders.

    Erik’s eyes shot open in horror. The hands belonged to Matheus. He was awake.

    Erik hollered into the gag. He tried to convey with his urgent tone that this was no longer okay for him. Now that Matheus was awake this had veered dangerously close to threesome territory and the only threesomes he tolerated were those with himself and two very hot girls.

    “Shh,” Matheus whispered in Erik’s ear in an easy, low voice. “Just relax and enjoy it.” Matheus’s hands began to deeply massage Erik’s shoulders. At first it was painful but then it started to feel good. Erik tried to tense his shoulders to fend the Brazilian off but Matheus’s hands were too powerful. Erik felt the large strong hands kneading into his muscles. The massage was starting to give him an endorphin rush. At the same time, he had reached a new pinnacle of arousal from Ava sucking his cock. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all. He tried to let himself relax and enjoy the multiple sensations.

    Then something happened that Erik was definitely not okay with. He felt Matheus’s hand on his ass. Then a powerful male finger started to work its way up Erik’s ass chute.

    Erik yelled into the gag and tried to tense his anus. He desperately pulled on his hand restraints but they still would not budge

    “Come on baby, relax,” Matheus said. “Trust me, you’ll like this.” As Matheus finished talking he shoved is hand further up Erik’s chute. Erik yelled as loudly as he could as the finger penetrated his virgin asshole.

    The finger worked its way up to Erik’s prostate and began to put pressure on it. The pain Erik was feeling was suddenly laced with a sensation of extreme pleasure. He felt his balls churning. Yes, he was seconds away from blowing his load. Finally, this was it. His long torture was nearly over.

    Ava chose that moment to take her mouth off his cock and pinch his penis. Erik screamed in frustration into his gag. Ava giggled and stroked his abs. “Sorry baby,” she said, “Not yet. You have even more fun coming your way.”

    The moment she finished talking Matheus jammed another finger up Erik’s ass. He began to ram the fingers in and out of Erik’s hole. “Yeah, do you like that?” Matheus said into Erik’s ear. “That’s what I do to my girls to get them ready for my big cock. You are my girl now. I didn’t think you would actually suck my balls and cock but you did a really good job. Maybe afterwards I will let you give me more blow jobs. But first I am going to show you what a real cock feels like inside of you. All girls should feel that.”

    Matheus reached around with his other hand and grabbed Erik’s balls. Erik felt Matheus’s smooth palm encompass his sensitive jewels and roll them around. Then Matheus started to squeeze.

    Erik’s balls were already in agony. The squeezing was too much. Though Matheus did not squeeze too hard, even the gentle squeeze was excruciating.

    “Ask me to stick my cock in you,” Matheus said. “If you want it just nod your head. All this pain and sexual frustration can be over. You will be my girl and I always treat my girls nicely. Just nod your head.”

    Tears were now rolling down Erik’s face. He was so confused. He was the man. He was the one who penetrated girls and made them worship his cock. Every man wanted to be him and every woman wanted to be with him. Except now this other male was in control. Erik had already sucked his balls and his dick and now had the taste of both in his mouth. The scent of Matheus’s balls was still strong in his nostrils. Erik had been beaten. He had screamed himself horse. The only thing else he could do was nod.

    He gave the smallest nod of his head possible.

    Matheus laughed. “Good girl,” he said. The two fingers plunging into and out of Erik’s asshole disappeared. Erik had only the smallest moment of respite before he felt the head of Matheus’s cock against his asshole. Erik began to shake his head in fear. He didn’t want this anymore. He needed to stop this. But it was too late. Matheus thrust his hips upwards and his massive cock exploded into Erik.

    Erik screamed into his gag. It was his loudest scream yet. Both Matheus and Ava laughed. Erik started to kick his feet in desperation but the box was too short and the move accomplished nothing. He tried to bridge his back so that his butt was up in the air and away from Matheus’s cock but he could not plant his feet and only succeeded in jiggling around on Matheus like a helpless virgin girl not sure what to do. Matheus thrust his hips again and Erik felt that massive cock impaling him.

    “Hey dude, I popped your cherry,” Matheus said. “You are doing so well I think you deserve a treat. Ava, I’m going to milk my friend here. Would you mind collecting his cum?”

    Matheus started pumping Erik’s cock while at the same time ramming his own cock into and out of Erik’s asshole. After all that teasing it did not take long before Erik was ready to cum. A second later he exploded. It was the most sexually satisfying feeling he had ever felt in his life. It felt a bit like letting go of a piss he had been holding in for days but with extreme pleasure as well. Erik shot what was easily the biggest load of his life.

    Then Matheus grabbed Erik’s balls and squeezed incredibly hard. It was like he was trying to milk Erik’s balls dry. Erik screamed and shot another load. Then Matheus licked his hand and began rubbing it around the bottom of the box. Erik had no idea what he was doing and at that moment he didn’t care until Matheus put his hand back on Erik’s cock. Then Erik realized that Matheus had used his wet hand to pick up the pieces of sand from the beach that fallen off their bodies when they got into the box. Matheus began pumping Erik’s cock. The sand felt like sandpaper against his sensitive skin. The sand worked its way into Erik’s uncut foreskin. He screamed again.

    “Come on baby,” Matheus said in a cocky voice. “Let’s have some more milk. You’re my girl now so I want you to be dry. Don’t worry about that pain. You’re not going to need your little cock anymore.”

    Erik exploded one more time. The cum shot out of his penis. Three times. He had never came three times in one sexual encounter. His balls felt completely empty. His penis felt painful, irritated, and swollen.

    Matheus was ramming his own cock harder and harder inside Erik. “Ava, did you get his cum?” he asked.

    “As much of it as I could,” Ava said. “There was way more than this vial could hold.”

    “Good,” Matheus said. “Dump the vial over his face. Massage the cum into his hair and face. Make sure he gets some in his mouth. Then run everything else he jacked out over his body. Massage it into his skin real good. I want him to feel his lost manhood on every part of his body.”

    Erik struggled to move his head but it was no use. Ava dumped the cum onto his face. He felt the hot sticky liquid roll down his cheeks and into his eyes. Then Ava began massaging in into his face and scalp. She rubbed it on his lips and it dribbled into the corners of his mouth so that he tasted his own cum. From there she began massaging the rest of it into his body, carefully making sure that she got it into every nook and cranny that her fingers encountered.

    “Now it’s my turn,” Matheus said and suddenly he gave an enormous thrust. Erik felt like the Brazilian’s cock was splitting him in two. Then he felt a warm gooey liquid inside of him and knew that he had been used just like he had used many girls before.

    Matheus’s ejaculation seemed to last forever. The cum kept on coming and coming so that Erik felt like he was full of it. Matheus kept bucking his hips and pumping more and more in.

    Then, finally, Matheus was finished. His hips stopped bucking and he laid still and panted. One of his big hands felt out Erik’s penis again and began stroking it. Erik squirmed away as the hand irritated the sensitive battered skin but there was nothing he could do. Matheus kept stroking it lightly, sending more waves of pain up Erik’s body. It was as if Matheus wanted to remind Erik that cock had been nullified. At least for now, Erik would not be able to pleasure any women without feeling overwhelming pain that would keep him limp.

    “That’s a good girl,” Matheus said in Erik’s ear. He sounded as though he were soothing a pet. “You are my pretty little blonde now. I think I am going to call you Erin. Ava promised me a blow job but seeing as how my cock was up your ass I think I am going to let you do the honors of cleaning it off. You are going to suck my cock for me and I am going to put more cum inside of you. I’m going to watch you drink it and then you are going to pleasure Ava. Then you can pleasure both of us while we have sex. You belong to me now, do you understand?

    Erik was too terrified and defeated to even consider offering any resistance. He just wanted to shut his mind off and do whatever Matheus told him to do. He was almost happy and relieved to have Matheus make all the decisions. This time his nod was unmistakable. All three of them knew that the domination was complete.


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  • Bitchy Beach

    It was a really hot day. Me and Danny were lying on the beach talking about girls. We both were really horny. As the sun fell our erection went bigger. Danny touched the zipper of my trousers and started stroking it gently. My penis started to go wet and sticky. It felt like arousing in my pants in a pro-cum condition. Danny unzipped my trousers. He stroke my underwear and he told me he wanted to be sure that had grew hard and big as much as he wanted it to be ready.

    Ready for what? I asked

    You know… and if you don’t, I’ll let you-he told me.

    Then he took off his pants and then his underwear. Under the moonlight, it glowed bright and sticky. He had a REALLY big cock.

    Kiss it he said. I beg you kiss it. It’s all yours.

    A feeling like electric shock passed through my mind and into my great hard-on dick and pressed my desire to kiss it.

    So that was-i was 19 in my first intercourse with a man. And what a man! He had the larger and thicker tool I had ever seen. More big than a banana it almost looked like a small but proud type of an eggplant. I was a little afraid as I dreamed it penetrating my little hole.

    Then I kissed it. I smelled and it smelled like sea its taste was salted too as I started licking and sucking the head and then lower to the balls and the back to the head of the penis. He had it wet too. And the liquids that his erection produced taste really sweet and salted.

    Then he started shaking his waist making his cock pulsating in my mouth. More and more faster he fucked my head and I helped the situation as I pulled my tongue out making him ecstatic as I played with his cock.

    You’re doing a very good job, buddy,

    He told me with a soft voice full of lust.

    Then he said: stop-stop! I want to cum!

    Ok I said and I slowly allowed him to take his dick off my mouth.

    Oh now! I thought

    Fuck he said!

    His dick exploded like a volcano and the white hot lava filled my mouth, my tongue and my lips.

    That was not good enough yet he said. I want to have another erection-but I know how it will happen-you’ll help me.

    Ok tell me, I said.

    He didn’t speak but he turned around offering towards my head his great gorgeous ass.

    Lick it now please lick it I cannot stand that feeling. It feels so horny from behind almost like a pussy.

    I examined his “pussy” with my finger. His hole was big enough for three of my fingers to stick into-and my fingers are somewhat far more sized than the medium hand size.

    I spit on his asshole and then started to stroking it with my fingers. Then after kissing his left chick of his ass I kissed his right one and then I opened his ass like a big fruit and tasted his seedy hole. It tasted a little bitter but it tasted nice. He started whispering sounds of pleasure as I fucked him with my tongue. Inside-out and then again, faster and faster. That’s it he said no I’m horny again!

    Turn around you pussy licker!

    He ordered me brutally.

    He quickly took all of my clothes, made me turn, pulled me down, put a condom, spitted on my asshole and before realizing what was going to happen I fell the skin of his dick stroking my ass chicks and then my hole. Then he pushed it, I started screaming.

    That’s it baby-he said, that’s it i want your ass to be mine! MINE! He shouted.

    He then pushed it harder I screamed even more louder and after less than 8 seconds I had that huge unreal dick inside my hot ass.

    He started slowly but gradually faster fucking me off.

    Oh shit! He said!

    The condom had been broken!

    And a heavy load of cum landed inside my ass.

    Then he took his dick off, pushed four and then five fingers in my poor asshole stretching it so deep that two dicks could penetrated together. He then called a friend from his mobile phone. His friend, Joe was 15 years older than me, and he fucked me much better than Danny.

    Joe had brought with him a big bottle of lubricant.

    I want you both! I requested lustfully.

    I’ll have to open this hole a little more then! Joe said.

    After wearing a glove he played with my hole, then he stick 1, then 3 and finally 5 fingers in my ass.

    Please relax! I don’t want to damage anything Joe requested.

    He pushed again, and softly with lot of lube I felt my ass opening as wide as never before.

    He had really stretched my hole so much that his big hand was ALL inside me.

    He then took it out gently, told Danny to start the thing we had planned. And exactly that happened, having token chems, my relaxed-opened hole welcomed in its opening two gorgeous cocks. It was so fucking stimulating. We screamed and then one after the other came. Me on the sand of the beach and Danny and Joe in my creamy, wrecked asshole.

    Before leaving, they both started licking my ass drinking their cum that my ass ejected like a soft white type of shit. We really felt so relieved. The moon was full and my ass brighter, the beach was silent but that made me grew harder every time I am thinking of that night which was the best orgy of my life. And the best things in life do not always happen according to plan; I had searched for a girl lover that evening and I was fucked off by my too best friends.

  • The Story of Us

    The day of The Dance finally came. Actually, come to think of it, it was not a dance at all! It was just a huge party that was held annually at one of the mansions in the neighborhood and everyone was invited to it. Nobody knows when the exact date of The Dance was. Hell, none of us knew who the organizers were because the mansion where The Dance was held had no records of any owners, dead or alive. The mansion stayed empty throughout the year, except for one night, the night everyone looked forward to. Whoever the organizers were, they threw a heck of a party because it would be, without a doubt, the most talked about party before the next one, hence, the name. All of us would only know about The Dance the day before, when posters of it would be plastered everywhere around the neighborhood with the details of The Dance emblazoned on its’ black background. This year The Dance had the theme of a Costume Masquerade set out. And that was where the problem laid. 

    I had been thinking of coming up with a decent outfit with the clothes I already had, but everything that I matched together was just not good enough. I could buy a costume, I had seen an amazing Knight costume at the store, but I was saving up for university. I worked as both a barista at Starbucks and a roofer. Ever since my parents split up, I had been living independently in my own apartment. I sighed. I guessed it was just fate that I would give this year’s a miss. 

    I walked into the bathroom and stripped my clothes off my body before stuffing them into the laundry basket. I stood in the shower, turned on the tap and there was a loud gushing noise as a torrent of warm water rained down on me from the shower head. The torrent cascaded down my body and I could feel each and every water droplet race down my torso, taking away all the tension as well as stress in my muscles, leaving nothing but comfort. I stood under the shower for awhile and let the warmth of the water seep into my skin. When I figured I was warm enough, I stepped out and towelled myself dry. 

    I entered my room in a cloud of steam and put on a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers. Clad in my boxers, I took out a bottle of absinthe from the mini fridge in my room and I could feel my eyes widen in delight as I feasted my eyes on the emerald green liquid. I walked back to my desk and pulled open a drawer. Nestled in the deep soft folds of black velvet was a single flute glass as well as a slotted spoon that had a dragon motif cut out through the centre of it. I took both of them out and placed them on the desk. I reached deeper into the drawer and took out a small sachet of sugar cubes that had been soaked in absinthe for eight weeks earlier. With all the materials I needed, I was ready for the ritual. 

    Some called it a gimmick, but it worked fine for me. I closed my eyes and centred my breathing, slowing it down to the steady regular beat of my heart to form a harmonious melody. I siphoned my mind of any thoughts, clearing any unwanted stray thoughts, leaving behind a black void of nothing. I opened my eyes, ready. I did everything slowly and patiently, not rushing into it. I wanted the ritual to calm me and centre my inner being. I unscrewed the bottle of absinthe and measured a shot of it into the flute glass, watching the green liquid swirl in the flute glass. I placed the slotted spoon on the rim of the flute glass and placed a single soaked sugar cube on it. I stroke a match, brought it close to the sugar cube and watched it catch fire instantly. Calmly, I dropped the sugar cube into the flute glass and the alcohol in the absinthe shot caught on fire. Tongues of green flames leapt up from the flute glass as the alcohol burnt brilliantly. I kept my breathing slow and steady as I waited for all the alcohol to burn, watching the dancing emerald flames. When the tongues of emerald flames were extinguished, I took the slotted spoon off the rim and swirled the flute glass thrice. I brought the flute glass to my lips and took a sip. I closed my eyes. 

    I rolled my tongue all over the sip, tasting the Holy Trinity as they sang angelically on my taste buds. They serenaded with delight and my heart sang out with pride as minute explosions of flavors exploded onto my tongue, tasting grande wormwood, green anise and florence fennel. I swallowed the fiery concoction and I could feel it leave behind a trail of blazing white fire on my throat as it slid down. I opened my eyes. Now, that was good absinthe. And that was when it hit me. I knew what to wear for The Dance. It may not be the best outfit out there, but it was a showstopper, at least I hope it to be. 

    I put on a tight fitting black shirt and slipped into a pair of black running tights that ended just before my knees. I laced up a pair of white Nike sneakers and pulled on a pair of black fingerless leather gloves. Finally, I put on a black Venetian masquerade eye mask before appraising my twenty-two year old reflection in the mirror. I was quite pleased with the end result. 

    The tight fitting black shirt I had on was able to capture the amazing body I had underneath as the soft black fabric subtly defined the contours of each and every one of my abdominal muscles, bringing a smile onto my lips. Not being egoistic or anything, but I was proud of my body, it was all natural, not a result of something pharmaceutical, unlike some of the gym rats I knew. The black running tights I wore hugged my legs like a second skin as they showcased my calves in honor, they were my pride and joy. My silky smooth chocolate brown hair, like warm hot cocoa frozen in time, was neatly spiked up on the crown of my head. I was blessed with alabaster white skin that had neither a hint nor a speck of imperfection, making me look, as my friends described, like I had been a marble statue in Greece that had been brought to life by the hands of a skilled artist. I have a Greek nose, perfectly straight with no curves or hook like shape, and I guessed that enhanced the descriptions my friends gave me. The mask hid the fine outlines of my cheekbones but it did place a much bigger emphasis on my angular jaw. I guess the only thing that gave my identity away were my eyes. I have mismatched eyes as a result of a rare birth defect, yellow on the left and gold on the right. Growing up had been a wild ride for me. 

    I was bullied in school for my sexuality and my eyes. I remembered when I was young, especially in my teens, I used to be ashamed of my eyes because I was teased about it in school. Weirdo, alien, freak, those few words continuously echoed in my mind, haunting my sleeps as I was bombarded by them every day. I remembered wearing sunglasses to school, hiding my eyes from the world, yet I was still taunted about it. As time passed, I learned to embrace them, shedding my sunglasses and boasted them to the world. It gave me a sense of individuality and made me feel unique. As for my sexuality, I remembered being labelled “Queer” in school, being bullied in more ways than one to the point that I even contemplated suicide. But then, I thought to myself, if I did just that, I would let them win and I refused to bow down to them. So, I chose to ignore them, putting on an expressionless face when they insulted me, being stoic to their tease. And you know what? It stopped. I took all of it, my strengths, my weaknesses, my sexuality, everything into my stride and accepted them because they made me who I am today. I learnt that it was these small imperfections that make people different and beautiful in their own way. 

    I finished the rest of my drink and I could feel my insides burn as the rocket fuel ignited my body, keeping my body warm. Satisfied with my outfit, I left my apartment without a backward glance and made my way towards the mansion. I was the only person out on the streets at night. I guessed I was one of the late ones, but who cares? When it came to partying, time ceased to exist. I calmly walked towards the mansion, enjoying the winter night time scenery with nothing but the heat of the absinthe keeping me warm. Before I knew it, I reached the mansion and could hear Rihanna’s “Where Have You Been” blasting out of speakers as splashes of neon lights as well as strobe lights illuminated out of the mansion’s windows. I made my way into the mansion and headed straight for the open bar, pushing through dancing sweaty bodies, as they jumped to the next fist-pumping up-beat techno music. 

    “Hey!” 

    “Watch it, ass!” 

    “Dude, what the fuck?” Those were the kind of eruptions I heard behind me as I shoved my way through the throbbing mass of flesh but I did not care. I was just a nonentity in the dark fabric of time. I finally reached the open bar and saw the bartender looking at me as he took in my outfit. He was garbed in a black hooded robe and was wearing a skull mask as he held onto a fake bloodstained scythe. I smiled at the thought of looking Death in the eye. 

    “Not bad. What’ll you have?” he drawled in a thick Southern accent. Unfortunately, the open bar did not serve absinthe for that year because of its’ high alcoholic content and made people pass out too early last year, destroying the fun of The Dance. Disappointed, I decided to order the Seven Deadly Sins and did not regret it. 

    It was chocolate served seven different ways, it could not get any better than that, now, could it? It was chocolate liquor served in a glass made out of Belgian dark chocolate and it came with a straw of the same make as well as a Swiss milk chocolate mousse swirl floating on the liquor. It was garnished with a drizzle of homemade dark chocolate ganache, a thick blanket of chocolate powder and a rain of Swiss milk chocolate bits. I took a sip and it was as though I had been lifted off my seat before being whisked away to Heaven. The drink was simply the epitome of decadence. I worked my way through it slowly, letting each piece of chocolate interact with one another as I committed the Heavenly sinful treat to my memory, savoring every bite and crumble as I licked the plate clean. It was every chocoholic’s dream and I enjoyed every moment of it. 

    I turned my back towards the bar and looked onto the dance floor, eyeing for a treat as I felt the aphrodisiac working its magic, spiking my blood as well as my inner being with testosterone. I could feel the pain in my groin build up as I felt my erect cock grow hard, forming an obvious bulge in my black running tights. I needed a steal, I figured, something that would make me remember the night. 

    “Enchante,” a voice called out to me. I turned to my right and realized I was so caught up in finding a treat that I had not seen one slide up to me. He was wearing a soft black turtleneck that subtly hinted at the body he had underneath and a pair of black baggy jeans that managed to delicately outline his muscular legs. He was wearing a pair of black leather gloves as well as a pair of black combat boots. I would have been able to see his face if he was not wearing a black ski mask and where his eyes were, sat a pair of black mirrored wraparound sunglasses, masking him in a shroud of anonymity that exuded an immense amount of power as he analyzed me, taking in every single detail as he committed them to memory. Somehow, his entire being stirred something within me and I could feel my tights growing tighter at certain areas. I squirmed around, trying to hide my cock that was increasingly getting harder and forming a huge bulge, but it was no use, the bulge was way too apparent. I could not help it. 

    He was my darkest fantasy realized, one that prowled my sleepless nights when I would stroke my own cock to it. I could hear his light regular breathing, a stark contrast to mine that was hard and rapid at the close proximity between us. I gasped sharply when he grabbed my bulge and massaged it sensually with a black leather gloved hand as he leaned in close to my ear.

    “Do you need a hand?” he asked and I could almost hear the smile in his voice.

    “Yes,” I gasped out hungrily. He took me by the wrist, firmly but softly, and I felt my skin buzz with electricity at the feel of his black leather gloved hand on my skin. He led me deeper into the mansion, bringing me through the labyrinth of corridors. Doors leading to endless rooms past us as the music of the party slowly ebbed away before totally disappearing, leaving us in silence except for the sound of our breathing.

    “Where are you taking me?” I asked. He stopped before a door and turned to look at me. I tried to decipher the eyes behind those black mirrored wraparound sunglasses but all I got was my reflections staring back at me.

    “Hell,” he replied. I opened my mouth to reply but he grabbed my arms and we burst through the door. He threw me onto the bed roughly and kicked the door closed behind him. We peeled off each others’ clothes off but he left me in my black Calvin Klein boxers only. I left him in his black Armani boxers and kept his ski mask as well as his black leather gloves on him. Damn it, he was beautiful. He had skin the color of warm caramel and it was so flawless that it put mine to shame as it glistened with his natural oils. He had large pectoral muscles on his chest, but it was really his abdominal muscles that stole the show, they were beautifully cut and majestically ripped as they gleamed in the moonlight. He had huge arm muscles the size of baseballs, flaunting the immense power he had in them. He had magnificent leg muscles that looked so succulent as they rippled gracefully with every move he made, surely he was the envy of every guy and the yearn of every woman. Tonight, my fantasy would be truly realized.

    He held my hips down onto the bed and slipped the black Calvin Klein boxers off my legs, letting the smooth cotton play across my skin as my body rocked with lust. He released my cock like a wild animal from its’ cage and it stood in the pristine white moonlight that filtered through the window, all eight inches erected proudly before him as he rolled up his ski mask, just enough to reveal the soft tender full lips that he had been hiding underneath, as though he had been anticipating that very moment. Without any hesitation, he leaned in, his soft tender lips, that looked so luscious in the moonlight, parting. The next thing I knew, I was lost in hot wetness and suction.

    Better than any weed I smoked, better than any of my regular fucks, or jacking off sessions with my friends, for that matter, his oral abilities were absolutely amazing! I could feel thin rivulets of my own precum slide down the length of my shaft only to be licked by the soft mass that was his tongue. He wrapped his tongue around my shaft slowly, letting the soft caress of his tongue and the skin of my cock merge into a single being that made me moan with desire repeatedly. He pressed the tip of my cock onto his tongue and it sent endless waves of passion down the length of my spine as it sent lecherous pulses to every point in my body. My God, that was amazing!

    I felt my eyes rolled up in sheer ecstasy as I felt every pulse hit every erogenous points within me. He returned to my cock, slowly sliding himself in and out of me as he sucked eagerly, making me harder than I ever was before. I gasped at the pain but it only fuelled him further, his speed growing faster and faster. I felt it building up within me, a warm sensation that slowly spread through my body, like a dragon slowly unfurling its’ wings in all of its’ majestic glory. “I’m about…” I panted, and still he went faster. I exploded into him, hot spurts of my white hot precious cum entered his throat. “Mmmm…” he sighed as he licked all of it up.

    He slid out with a slurp and crawled onto me as I panted from my explosive release. I draped my arms around his neck and he held my arms down onto the bed as we leaned close to each other, our lips inches away. Suddenly, I felt a warm spray all over my face, jarring me out of the moment. I thought he had swallowed my cum, but he had only collected it in his mouth and had sprayed it all over me. He leaned down into my face and I moaned with pleasure as I felt him trail his swift tongue along my entire face, licking up all of my cum again as he slobbered all over me, setting my whole face ablaze wherever his tongue touched.

    I felt his soft tender lips sucking on the skin of my neck and I sighed with concupiscence as my body spasmed in his strong arms. I pulled him off my neck, peeling him away from my neck as he flicked out his tongue hungrily at me. I planted a huge kiss on his lips and we danced in each others’ mouth. I chased him in his own mouth, touching every crevice and fissure with my tongue, making sure that I left my mark in his mouth as I explored the foreign land before me. He tasted heavenly, of my own cum, and what a deliciously sweet erotic flavor it was! It fuelled our salacious drive as we carried on. He managed to gracefully evade my capture multiple times. I pushed his head deeper into me and slipped my tongue into his throat, letting the tip touch the back of it before sliding down into it. He gagged slightly and it gave him newfound energy to conquer me. He slowly wrapped my tongue with his and I moaned into him as he sucked on me earnestly. We parted and I saw that his lips were swollen, as was mine.

    “Fuck me,” I told him greedily. “Fuck me senseless, please,” I begged him. He grabbed a fistful of my hair in his black leather gloved hand and I winced.

    “When I’m done with you, you won’t be able to walk, asswipe,” he snarled in a husky whisper. I gulped. I have to admit, that was frightening. He flipped me onto my stomach, exposing my ass towards him. He slapped them and I felt pinpricks of pain explode onto my skin from the sting as they turned a bright scarlet.

    “Nice ass, kid,” he told me, but all I managed to reply was a moan. He slapped my cheeks repeatedly, going harder and faster with every slap he landed on me, turning my moans of pain into ones that were of joy. My cheeks stung and I could feel them vibrate after the torment, but I did not care. Suddenly, I felt a soft mass probing my hole and I sighed into the sheets as he excavated every nook and cranny within me with his tongue. I felt him spread my cheeks wide as he drove deeper into me and I pushed my butt into him. His long tongue touched my special spot and I kicked my heels with euphoria as I let a long moan escape my lips. He landed another blow to my cheeks, the hardest one yet, and I cried out in anguish as he rubbed them sensually with his black leather gloved hands, soothing me.

    “Yeah, nice and sweet, just how I like them to be,” he told me. He reached under me and brought out my hard cock. It was then did I realize he had taken off his black leather gloves. I could feel it throb with the thirst of an orgasm in his fingertips and I knew he had noticed it too.

    “Look at that sucker go!” he purred and he began stroking me sensuously, letting the silky soft cool skin of his fingertips unite with the skin of my cock to form a whole new entity that made me sigh as I kicked my heels, an attempt to quench that lewd thirst, to sate that lascivious appetite. He gradually increased his pace and before long, I knew both my cock as well as his hand was gleaming with my precum as I heard the squeak of his rhythm against it. I felt the familiar sentient build up within me, feeling the dragon slowly unfurl its’ wings in all of its’ majestic glory within me as the warm sensation spread through my entire system. I found myself sliding myself in and out of his grasp and I realized how badly I wanted it, how badly I wanted him.

    “Ahh…” I let out as I felt hot spurts of my own cum shoot out of my system and onto the sheets. Just as relief washed over me, I felt an agonizing explosion of indescribable pain burst out within me as he shoved an entire fist into my hole. I let out a scream of agony and it was quickly stifled by a clamp of his glossy hand over my mouth.

    He laid on top of my back and whispered huskily into my ear, “Shh… Breathe, kid,” he told me. Somehow, the feel of the heat of his breath on my ear seemed to calm me and I did as I was told. I breathed slowly, inhaling the erotic smell of my own cum in his slick hand as he slid his hand in and out of my hole, slowly turning my throes of torment into raptures of ravishment. I flicked out my tongue and brushed it lightly against his hand, tasting my deliciously sweet cum as I melted into him. He reached deeper and I winced at the pain, but once he touched my special spot, relief washed over me like how a constructive wave crashed onto the shore, bringing with it the rich sediments as well as silt. He slid out of me and it was finally over, or so I thought.

    He grabbed a fistful of my hair in his hand and roughly pulled me to the floor. I fell in a crumpled heap as he stood over me, clad in nothing but his black Armani boxers as well as his ski mask. There was a large wet spot on his black Armani boxers and I realized it was his precum. My God. His cock was splendid. It was rock hard and erect, a grand length of ten inches, pressed against his boxers as they pulsated with lasciviousness, and I could see every popped vein in it. I swallowed. Truly, he was one of God’s finest gifts to mankind and it was humbling to be in his presence. It was an honor to bask in his air of confidence that radiated from his very core. I grabbed the hem of his black Armani boxers and pulled it down, liberating his hard erect cock, like a lazy panther stretching out in the warm caress of the Sun, as it dripped with his own precum. As I watched the tiny streams of his gold dribble down the length of his shaft, I felt my mouth salivate as a voracious hunger was rekindled in me. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him within me. I gladly took the entire thing into my mouth, feeling the tip touch the back of my throat as I fought my natural gag reflex. Surprisingly, he pushed himself deeper into me and I could feel the tip sliding down into my throat, inducing a soft gag from me. I slid out to regain myself and I did not see it coming.

    It came swift and hard as he backhanded me, sending me flying to the floor. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and held my face close to his masked face as I let out a cry.

    “Listen, asshole,” he sneered. “You take this cock like a man, or I will break your neck like it was toothpick. Understand?” he commanded. I glanced at his arm muscles, seeing their veins popping and I nodded silently. I believed him. I returned to his cock. I slowly wrapped my tongue along the length of his shaft, letting the lump of flesh that was my tongue send him tingles of zest before sucking on it eagerly, licking up his deliciously sweet gold as I heard his light regular breathing change to passionate sighs and gasps. He grabbed my hair tightly in his hands as I slid in and out of him while he thrusted himself into me. I licked ardently, not wasting a single drop of his gold which made me crave for the greatness of his white gold, making me even more keen at milking him. His cock gleamed with my saliva and I increased my pace.

    “You had better swallow, you shameless bastard,” his voice came out raspy. He exploded into me. I felt a river of his white hot precious white gold enter my mouth and man, was it tasty! It was sweeter than honey or sugar, stronger than the alcohol in absinthe or the caffeine in coffee, creamier than any dessert I had ever eaten. My God, he was a walking elixir. I swallowed graciously and could feel the thick creamy white gold slide down my throat smoothly, as though it belonged there. I cleaned him up nicely and slid out. Spent and exhausted, we lay in each others’ arms on the bed, as we melted into one another. I was facing his masked face. He ran the back of his hand down the side of my face before tracing the lines of my cheekbones, rocking my body with pleasure as I felt goosebumps appear along the length of my back. I took his hand and brought them close to my lips before kissing them tenderly.

    “So,” I began. “Do I get to see my masked stranger?” He remained silent. I reached for his ski mask hesitantly as a scene of him backhanding me again flashed before my mind’s eye. But I could not feel any hostility from him, only affectionate and love seemed to rule his entire being. I slipped the ski mask off his head and I felt my breath being taken away from me.

    He had mismatched yellow-gold eyes, just like mine, and both of them showed an unknown inner fire that burned with a steel determination to overcome any of life’s endeavors with headstrong willpower. They were lively; laughing, dancing eyes that were full of maturity mixed with a little mischief. He had an aristocratic nose that made me believe that he had been a part of a royal family in his past life, which I was sure he was. Sharp high cheekbones and an angular jaw framed his finely drawn sensitive face, making it the most priceless work of art drawn by the deft hands of an artisan. He had spiky jet black hair that even though he had been wearing a mask earlier, it still remained neatly spiked and tidy. It was as though no matter how hard the wind blew, it was always perfect. His soft sensual lips burst into a devilish grin. It was simply magic. You had to see it. The sight of it, even a glimpse, melted my heart as though it was an ice cube on a hot summer’s day. I finally had a full image of him. His beautiful face, his stunning physique and with the moonlight behind him, he looked as though he was a youthful deity that had come down to Earth just to attend The Dance. His eyes seemed to glow brightly with amusement as he looked at my dazed self.

    “Hi there, my name is Xand Black, but people call me Zul, for short,” he introduced himself. That slapped me out of my stupor.

    “I… uh… Hey, my name is Tyler Knight,” I stammered as I introduced myself. I was totally drowned in his beauty.

    “Tyler,” he said, as though he was tasting the name on his lips. He smiled fondly towards me, “Well, Tyler, I think we should hang together often, don’t you?” I cuddled closer towards his huge pectoral muscles as he wrapped his strong arms around me. It somehow provided me with a blanket of comfort and security, just being in his presence. “Right?” he prompted me when I remained silent and I could see a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

    Hey, if you had seen him, you would have just stared at him too. No one is that beautiful, but he was, and it was amazing, truly. I smiled, “Yeah, we should hang out together.” There was no stammering or stuttering and it was an accomplishment, I thought, at that moment. We spent the rest of the night getting to know each other and time was just a nonentity, it barely existed. It was truly the best Dance ever. Surely, something that both of us would remember as it had been the start of a crazy roller coaster ride that we were proud to be riding.

  • my brothers jock friend

    Coming back from college for winter break I became in charge of taking my brothers to their sport practices and back. Today I had to pick up my younger brother who is 15 and his friend from lacrosse practice. They both get in the car and I drop my brother off first and start to take his friend over. We start talking and he starts to ask me if it is easy to get a lot of girls in college. I tell him that im sure that he would never have a problem trying to get laid because he is a good-looking kid. His name is Joe his is about 5’10 160 pounds of nice toned muscle with sandy blond hair and hazel eyes. Now I am gay but he didn’t know that so that I just kept going on with the conversation. I look down and notice that he has a little tent growing in his shorts. I also notice that his has a jockstrap on and I make a comment that is really cool that he still wears jocks. He starts to tell me how they are the most amazing thing and how he has a big package and it keeps it in place and how he has a whole collection of them. As we continue talking about jockstraps he asks if I want to come in and see them. Being really curious to were this is going I decided since nobody is home what would be the harm in seeing my brothers hot friends jockstrap collection.

    We go into his room and he opens his top draw and I can see a lot of different jockstraps some just plain white others in colors and a few with a thong like back to them. I tell him that is really cool. He notices my raging hard on that I have at this point and he says so do you like guys in jockstraps because your cock sure does. My mouth dropped I could not believe that he had said this before I could say anything he was already naked in his jock. I look down and star e at his perfect 6 pack leading into a big bulge in his jock. I say your right it does look like you need a jockstrap to help support that big cock of yours. He asks if I have ever done stuff with another guys cock and I tell him that yes I have and that I am actually gay. He responds by saying I thought so that’s why I invited you up here I want to try some things out. I walk over to him grab it bulge and stat to make out with him he takes my shirt and pants off and grabs my 7 in hard on. I start to kiss my way down his amazing body and get to the top of his jock strap. I pull it down and a thick 7.5 in cock flops out, I start sucking on the tip of his cock. I grab the shaft and start to work my mouth down his amazing boy cock swallowing it whole. I continue to bob for a little and I stand up. He gets down on his knees and grabs my cock and starts to jerk it off and begins to kiss it. He tells me this is his first time and I tell him there’s nothing to it just suck on it and lick it. He opens his mouth and I slide my cock inside his warm mouth. He moves his tong around and begins to bob up and down on my cock. He continues to suck on my cock for 5 more mintues. I pick it up and bring him to his bed were I bend him over and start rimming his big fat jock ass. He starts to moan really load as I lick and his kiss his smooth ass. I start to rub my fingers on his hole and stick on it. I work it in well getting ready to enter my second. After about a minute of fingering he starts to beg me to fuck him.

    I turn him around and lay him on his back I pick his legs in the air and start to slowly slip my dick inside him. I look into his eyes and start to pump in faster and harder. I begin to start pounding his ass and he his screaming in pleasure I decide to switch it up so I lay on my back and have him sit on my dick. He starts to bounce up and down as he fat cock keeps hitting my chest. I keep fucking him harder and harder and then shoot all inside him as my cum is running out of his ass. I flop him around and start to suck on his cock with alittle jerking in no time he was filling my mouth with all of his cum. I swallowed as much as good with some running down my mouth he bent over and licked it all.

    He suggested that we go shower off. We walk into his big steam shower and I start soaping his back up and rubbing his abs getting him all clean. I work my way down his body and start to rub his cock and clean his ass. I start to finger his ass an deeply clean it but then he turns around and drops down to his knees and begins to suck on my cock swallowing it whole. i pick up up and bend him over and start to fuck him. his big tight ass swallows my cock and i start to move faster in and out i shoot my load in him we clean off and leave the bathroom


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  • Scally thug in trouble

    Troy, a nuisance thug with a criminal record to prove it. Troy liked to think he was the bad boy in town, however he was about to learn a lesson he’d never learned before!

    It was a unbearably hot day, as usual Troy was out, thieving, vandalizing, smoking skunk and intimidating anyone in his path. He returned to his digs after seeing his usual dealer, looking forward to a totally stoned evening. Troy had his beer in the chiller and his smoke rolled. What could go wrong? So he has a cold shower to cool off and spreads on the couch in nothing but a jock.Troy heard the floors creaking, before he could hide his smoke he noticed an officer before him. Without resistance troy held his hands out for the cuffs and waited to be arrested, no words were spoken (Troy new the drill too well). The officer smiled as Troy was cuffed behind the back, seconds later officer Hank used brute force upon Troy and had him blindfolded. Troy felt leather gloves squeeze his cheeks firmly so his lips were pushed up and showing teeth, he trembled in fear. Before he had a chance to cry for help he had a large solid red ball gag pushed in his mouth and tightly buckled, at this point Troy knew he was in trouble. He then felt heavy leather around his neck, Hank had Troy under complete control and no amount of struggling, kicking and screaming was going to change this, Troy felt humiliated. The perverted officer was taking photographs of Troy struggling and drooling, he was helpless! Hank was loving every second.

    Troy was confused, what made the whole ordeal worse was he had the thick padded blindfold on so couldn’t see what was coming next! Nothing happened for sometime. He heard officer Hank kick the chiller door closed, he was bewildered as to why he’d been left. Soon after he feels his man hood being clenched in Hanks large strong cop hands and attempts to scream but his screams are muffled through his drooling gag. Troy is yanked by the collar and pushed over a cold steel coffee bench. Before he knew it his legs were secured in with gaffa tape to the legs of the coffee bench and the collar chained to the front. Hank shoves a red dildo in Troy’s virgin crack and takes more humiliating photographs.

    After some time Troy can hear Hanks heavy leather boots creak closer and closer. The thought of a being in a cell for the night was heavenly at this point but he was in a different type of custody. Hank unzips his pants to reveal a giant 10″ cock almost throbbing through his tight boxer shorts, of course Troy had no idea this monster was out to do business.

    Hank spreads Troy’s crack and breaks in to him slowly before pounding him deep and fast, Troy is crying and drooling but completely helpless. Every deep thrust was depleting all of Troy’s bad boy pride. After what felt like a lifetime for Troy it finally stopped.

    Hank got close to Troy’s face, Troy could feel Hank’s breathing in his face but unable to look the man who violated him in the eye (the blindfold seen to that). Next Hank kissed Troy over the drooling gag, before removing it, Hank replaced it with an open tube gag and forced his huge tongue right into Troys mouth, then released him from the coffee bench.

    Troy was thrown into a chair and secured with gaffa tape. Hank began to Milk Troy, eventually Hanks cop gloves were covered in Troy’s juices. Hank forced Troy to eat his own jizz, sliding every last jizzed leather gloved finger into the tube gag. Hank began to jerk him self rapidly until he was almost ready, then he pulled Troy buy the collar and jizzed what seemed like gallons right into Troy’s mouth, with the open tube gag Troy was unable to resist, jizz almost overflowing from the tube. Hank felt satisfied with Troys punishment and left. Troy was feeling crushed and humiliated.

    Many months after the whole situation began to repeat. All except this time Troy had a hidden smiling grin to start with.


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  • Shoe shine boy

    Here I am shining boots and shoes in an oil boom town out in the middle of nowhere, this afternoon I am with my favorite customer, a young engineer who always likes to look his best. He is awfully nice to me and very good looking, something about him that makes me want to shine his boots and shoes more than any other of my customers.

    Every afternoon at four I come over after school to shine shoes, I go from apartment to apartment looking for customers. I have my regulars and know how they like their shoes. I am a Mexican born boy living with my mom who works cleaning apartments while I go to school. We are legal here, but just the same, many treat us as if we shouldn’t be around here.

    But not our customers, they love us and the work we do for them, right now it is summer and the sun is hot, I am outside on the patio shinning these shoes and boots and enjoying it. There is something about them that I haven’t figured out; I love their feel not only outside but inside as well. In fact I love to smell them and it excites me to do so. Nobody can see me enjoy myself alone with a bunch of boots and shoes.

    All of a sudden the man of my dreams interrupts my dream, I found out his name is Roger and is 22 years old. He has an athletic slim body, just like mine, but bigger and whiter than I. In fact I have brown skin and black eyes and straight short hair and he is pink white with blue eyes and light brown curly hair. “Man you are sweating, why don’t you come in and finish in the cool air inside, oh and have some iced tea, I am having some too”

    He helped me in with his shoes and I carried his boots. “I am done now sir, but I will take you up on the ice tea” He closed the door behind me and while I went to his bedroom to put away the boots and shoes, he prepared the ice tea for both of us. “Take a break and sit down” I did and he sat down next too me on his couch. My whole body shivered with excitement.

    “Sir, may I ask a favor” “Hey don’t sir me, just call me Roger and you are?” “Maikol”

    “What can I do for you Maikol?” “Gulp, would you let me take a shower, there is a broken pipe in our building and I haven’t showered in a couple of days” “Sure dude, no problem, and by the way, you aren’t going to wear those sweaty clothes again, are you? I can put them in the washer and dryer for you” “Gee thanks Roger”

    I undressed in the bathroom, handed him my clothes, and got in the shower with a raging hard on. I was never so excited before in my life even when I first jacked off. Now I knew for sure I attracted to men, not any man, but him, Roger, the man of my dreams. I longed to be closer to him, would he feel what I felt? I did not know, but wanted to find out sooner than later.

    My chance arrived; there was no soap in the shower. “Roger, I called out, where is the soap?” “Just a second Maikol, sorry I forgot to get a new bar” He came in just in his briefs, with the soap bar. ” I put my clothes in the washer too, I was going to shower anyway” I opened the shower curtain to get the soap and let him see me naked with my raging hard on.

    “Wow Maikol, you sure are hot, looks like you need to get cooled down” “Come in the shower with me Roger and do it”. He pulled down his briefs and I liked what I saw, a big boner on him too. He stepped in and I just turned my face up against his and kissed his showering lips. I hugged him and felt his hard white body against my brown one. What a contrast. With what passion I hugged him.

    Our hard wet dicks were greeting each other at last, my hands clutching his ass cheeks and his mine. “Let’s get the soap work out of the way,” I said as I eagerly began to soap his hairy ass. I soaped a finger and easily pushed it up his manhole. He didn’t object, just smiled and said, “Let me do yours too” and I gave him the soap bar. His fingers deftly left me feeling very clean all over as he soaped my whole body. My hard on was bigger than ever and I nearly shot my load when he soaped my cock.

    “You got a tight ass Maikol” “You do to” I said. “Virgin” we both answered together. He kissed me now and said “I want it now” “It’s yours Roger anytime”. He reached out of the shower into his cabinet for baby oil, put on his cock and my ass hole, and proceeded to drive his big dick slowly into me. I winced, I had no idea he wanted me so badly, to fuck me in the shower. “Ever since you came to shine my shoes the first time, I lusted for you, dreamt about you and jacked off with this same oil to your picture.

    “My picture. When, where” “On my night table, but it faces the bed, you did not see it when you came in the bathroom, but you will see it on your way out, after you are mine.” “Ohhh fuck me Roger, yes fuck me and make me yours” His cock was pleasuring my boy hole now. I loved the feeling. There was something so intense about his lovemaking. I could feel something strange and wonderful as he continued to pound my ass, I felt his. I wanted to be his.

    Then it happened, he began to spasm all over and I knew he was breeding me, giving me his seed, making me his boy. I shook all over too and began shooting my cum helplessly against the shower wall. He noticed it; put his hand around my cock head capturing my creamy boy juice. He brought it up to our faces, he sniffed it and smiling said “taste it with me” we did together, put our lips on my seed and kissed each other. It was awesome, his cock still inside me giving me the last of his hot seed and we both hugging and kissing under the warm shower tasting my Mexican seed.

    He pulled his shaft out of me; I turned off the shower and went down on my knees to worship his spear. Sucked and tasted his cum and licked his cock dry. It tasted so good; I had to share it with him. I stood up and we kissed again this time on my cummy mouth and lips. I turned on the shower once more and we finished rinsing off.

    “I want to now Roger; I want to fuck you real bad. I want you to be my man, my daddy. You know, I never had a daddy, but I do now, if you say yes” Roger looked at me in my eyes and said “Yes, let’s go to my bed” I got a hard on right away, to think I would fuck Roger, the man of my dreams and now my daddy. We dried each other off with his towel. “Next time I’ll be prepared with soap and towel for you” he stammered. “No need daddy, I like it more this way, sharing yours.”

    I put my arm around his waist, grabbed the baby oil and took him to his bed. There I saw my smiling brown face on his night table. I kissed him and pushing him down and back I decided I wanted to see me fuck him. I raised his legs, and stared at his gorgeous plump white ass with its golden brown bush hiding his manhole from view. I was surprised when he pulled his ass cheeks apart for me to see his virgin cherry.

    Oh wow! I really felt like a man now. My cock hard and leaking precum inches from his bushy cherry. I savored the sight. “Can I take a picture?” “Sure Maikol if you share it with me” I grabbed my cell phone, got back into position and took a great pic, in fact more as I lubed his ass with one, then, two and finally three fingers. I did not want to hurt him with my massive brown fuck tool I was going to use for the first time.

    The excitedly I entered him and distinctly heard or felt a pop as my cock helmet pierced his O-ring, and his cherry was mine. He moaned softly and said, “Now fuck me good and hard Maikol. I really want to feel you all the way in” I began pumping in and out excitedly. It sure was a wonderful feeling to have him in my power giving him what he craved. I felt so manly, so mature fucking away with lust and abandon.

    Then I got the urge to mount him, top him, and feel his big white body under my smaller brown one. It was an incredible need. I pushed his legs to the mattress and got on top of him without pulling out and all the time driving my cock deeper and deeper into Roger. We kissed passionately now he wrapped his legs around me and grabbed my ass pulling it toward him. We were now one mass of humanity enjoying each other for the first time.

    Oh Roger I’m cumming I cried out as I started to shoot volley after volley of my seed into him. He clutched me harder and whispered into my ear “Breed me baby, I want to be your bitch too” Tears came to my eyes as I realized all we had done together. “Stay the night baby, will you” It was Friday night, and we both could. I texted mom not to worry and would spend the night at my best friends place as we were going to watch a baseball game on TV and he let me use his shower.

    We were both sweating again after this fantastic first fuck of mine. Shower time again, this was a quickie. He gave me thong of his to wear and he put on another. We went to take care of the laundry and fix some supper. I helped him, just as I helped mom, and soon we sat down to a nice meal. Being with him was like being home. I felt so comfy. “How about going out to the woods tomorrow and spending the day together” “Yes” was my eager reply, for I knew I needed a man like him in my life.

    We tuned in the baseball game and watched it lovingly embraced, what a new life for us.


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  • Levi and Nick

    Author’s Note: All characters mentioned are 18 or older. Thank you for the encouraging comments you guys left on part one. I’m just letting you guys know, that your comments mean a lot to me.


    I didn’t want to wake Nick up so I just relaxed and went back to sleep. I began waking up again in an hour. It is now 10:32; Nick is sitting up right with his back against the backboard playing another game. I was still a bit drowsy and sat up next to him and rub my eyes gently.

    “Morning Levi.” Nick said in his sexy morning voice.

    “Morning to you too nick. How long have you been up?” I smiled slightly and looked at him.

    “Uh, about 15 minutes, just stated playing.” Nick said.

    “Ah.” I said.

    Nick looked so sexy first thing in the morning. I looked at the flat screen TV across the room on the wall and look at what he was playing. It looked a little familiar, just couldn’t put my finger on it.

    “Hey, what game is this?” I asked.

    “Lollipop Chainsaw” Nick said.

    That’s what it was. That chick is bad-ass. I look at what was on her chain attached to her skirt. He was her boyfriends severed head.

    “AHHHHHH!” said the guy with only his head in the game.

    He can talk? The fuck.

    “How is he even able to say something?” I asked curiously.

    “Her boyfriend was bitten by a zombie. So she did a zombie slayer ritual on him so that he can still be with her. He can talk to her and blah blah blah. You can put his head on certain zombies and he will clear a path for you.” Nick said.

    “That’s interesting.” I said and laughed a little.

    I watching him play the game a little more. The girl does a split and comes up and cuts him in half. She is badass. My stomach begins to growl. Nick seemed to have noticed and said something.

    “Want to go downstairs and get some breakfast?” Nick asked me.

    “Sure.” I said in a perky tone.

    I was still dressed in what I had on yesterday, I was so caught up in coming to Nick’s I forgot my sleeping clothes. I saw that Nick was in his pajamas, lucky. We walk down the stairs and he walks into the pantry and hands me the pancake mix and I asked him something.

    “Where are your parents?” I asked.

    “They’re out celebrating their anniversary for a couple of days.” Nick said.

    “Where did they go for the anniversary?” I asked.

    “They’re in Bahamas. My dad got a discount like he does every year, since he is a pilot and all.” Nick said as he handed me some cinnamon.

    I wasn’t much of a cooker and the only thing I was good at making was eggs and bacon. He just wanted me to take the dogs out in the fenced yard to use the bathroom and just relax. Once the dogs were done I walked in sat on the couch and turned on the TV. I watched as both the dogs run past the couch and into the kitchen, and stayed near him like a they were his shadow. They were begging for food. I began to eyeball Nick in his Pajamas. His nice muscular firm ass hidden under the thin fuzzy clothing. He was shirtless so I could admire his muscles while he cooked. His back dimples, broad shoulders, muscular biceps were putting me in a trance. His body is absolutely amazing. I turn around trying to get my head screwed on right before I get a boner. I start flipping through the channels and I choose to watch something on HBO. 10 minutes later Nick calls me over and we begin eating breakfast.

    Fluffy pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, and orange juice. Man is there anything wrong with this guy. Nick is the total package. We finish eating and he asks me;

    “Hey, do you want to go to Busch Gardens with me today? Just another way to blow off some time.” Nick said.

    “I don’t have a pass.” I said.

    “Well I’ll buy you a two-day pass.” Nick said.

    “Oh, you don’t have to do that.” I said because I didn’t want to have to owe him something.

    “No it’s fine. We have plenty of money to buy you a ticket.” Nick said insisting that I go with him.

    “Alright, well ill need to get ready.” I said.

    “I’ll drive you to your house then I’ll just come back in an hour to pick you up.” Nick said.

    We got in his car and drove up the neighborhood and he already knew where to go because we would have sleep overs at each others house. I got out of the car and told him;

    “See you, in an hour.” I said.

    “Yup, see ya!” Nick said.

    I walked up to the garage and punched in the code and the garage door opened and I walked inside the house closing the garage door behind me. I pulled out a Neff Dead Mau5 Shirt, light colored cargo shorts, 2 pairs of black large tube socks so I could do double Nike, and took out my all black Sperry’s top sider. Laid out my Bath and Body Works Ocean lotion and body spray. I grab a towel and Ocean body wash and went into the shower.

    I walk back into my room and looked at the clock. He should be getting here in 30 minutes. I throw on my clothes, shaked the lotion in the bottle and put it on my hands. I rubbed it on my hands to get rid of my after shower ash. I squirt some more on my hands and rubs it on my legs. And did the same with my arms. I put on my shorts and my t-shirt and socks then slid on my shoes and looked at the clock again while spraying the body spray on me. 12:54, I might want to go outside and wait for him. Sure enough he pulled up in about 3 minutes. I open the door to get in and sat down and was greeted to his Hollister cologne.

    “You ready to have some fun Levi?” He said in a bright tone.

    “Yuppers.” I said to him.

    We were on the highway to get to the amusement park and I was still a bit tired and laid my head on the window and fell asleep right as the song ‘Please don’t go’ came on. I began to wake up right as we pulled into the parking lot and was directed to go park. Packed as usual and entered the amusement parked and hit as many rides as possible. It was 10 PM and that’s when they open up the 18+ club. So we go in and the music is booming and smoke was in the air. We were on the dance floor with each other in close contact because of it being clouded. It was somewhat dark but they had black light over the dance floor and strobe lights flashing at us from the DJ’s station. I get bumped into Nick and I look up at him and he leaned down and kissed me. Ghosts N’ Stuff playing in the background. He full lips on mine. We stop kissing and I look into his eyes and he gave me the signal that he wanted leave.

    We were in the car almost at the neighborhood, and he asked me if I wanted to have a sleep over again. I said yes knowing what he wanted to do tonight. Trying to get his dick wet. Mhm. I texted my mom letting her know I was having another sleep over. We pull up to a Sonic and order some food. We drive to his house and eat all the French fries, because we knew they would be cold and limp by the time we got to the house. We ate our food at the dinner table and we head up into his room and play a few games. While we’re playing Halo 4 he leans over next to me and kisses me again. His tongue tries to gain access past my lips and I let him in. His tongue lashes at my tongue and my hands are wrapped around his neck while the other was on the side of his face. One of his hands roamed up my back pulling up my shirt slightly and the other on my hips while I lay on top of him.

    We stopped kissing long enough for us to take off all our clothes. I kiss my way down his abs and gently hold onto his dick. Looked about 8 inches, but he was still extremely thick. I pulled his foreskin back and liked the pink head. I licked from the base to the tip and attempted to take most of his dick in my throat. It was already hard enough to wrap my mouth around his dick but only got 5 inches in my mouth and began to gag. I didn’t go any further down on his dick and just bobbed my head up and down. Every time my head would go up to the tip I would swirl my tongue around his dick. He started running his fingers through my hair. And began to rip it and started to fuck my face. I held back most of the gagging but my jaw was so sore. I kept saying to myself;

    “Fuck, it’s hard to make you cum! I said in my head.

    But yet I wanted him to continue. I loved peering up and seeing pure pleasure from me. He started to tense up and I knew he was going to cum. He erupted in my mouth and I had swallowed the entire load that took me 3 swallows. He flipped me over and kissed me. He was now on top of me and started to kiss and bite my neck. Making me moan, he started to slide down to my dick. My dick was pretty big but not like his. 7 inches long and it’s not that thick though. He slid his mouth onto my dick and I felt as if I was going to pass out. It felt so good to have his warm wet mouth wrapped around my dick. He deep throated me like a champ and I didn’t know how much longer I was going to last. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, arched my back and came in his mouth. He came up from sucking my now softening dick and kissed me. I could taste my cum in his mouth. I got under the covers with him and went to sleep with Nick.

    He woke me up and ate 3 AM and took me by the hair and just made me suck on his dick under the covers. Had a hot 69 at 5 AM. We finally went asleep. I had made him cum 3 times and he drained me 4 times. We fell asleep and with his arms wrapped around me and under the covers.

  • Rainbow Eyes

    Hello, my name is Elliot, but everyone calls me Eli. I’m 19 years old. I’m also a college student who got a free ride on a academic scholarship. I have few friends, and the ones I do have i trust very well. I’m openly gay so almost everyone knows. Oh, i forgot to mention that i am mixed with black and Hispanic. 5’11, 160( i worked to put weight on to fight off bullies), with hazel eyes that i get from my mom.

    My roommate was out at a party, and i had to study for a huge test in writing composition. About half way through my roomie called and told me to come down to the party. I figured since i had studied enough i deserved a break. Grabbed my jacket, closed the door and left. When i arrived they where playing a throw back song; Rhiana- Please don’t stop the music. I walked in’ and i saw my roomie dancing with some chicks, and a bunch of people standing around talking. I saw my best friend Jessie, she was wearing her black long skirt with the split to show off her very strong but feminine legs. She waved at me and walked over.

    “Hey, Eli i thought you had to study?” “I was, but i needed a break and decided to come here.” She sipped out of her cup and gave me a hug and whispered in my ear “There’s this really cute guy here and he has these really unique eyes.” I looked at her with a smirk on my face, and giggled, “why would you tell me that? you know i’m a sucker for colorful eyes.” She just giggled and danced away. So after a few drinks and dances with Jess, i was ready to leave. As i was about to leave, someone bumped into me and i spun around to find him!!!

    “Sorry dude, I really need to watch where i step.” As he spoke i just stared at how beautiful he was, his smile was beautiful, he had to be about 180, pure muscle from what i could tell. He was the perfect shade of brown, and from his accent, Hispanic. He was rubbing the back of his head, when i looked into his dazzling purple eyes. I started to instantly melt, that’s when i realized he asked me my name. I responded ” Elliot Williams.” he smiled that angelic smile, “My name is Darius, nice to meet you Elliot.” I just shook my head and continued to stare. “Well guess i better be going. See you around Elliot.” Once again i just shook my head, and watched as he walked away waving.

    Jess walked over and snapped her fingers in front of my face. “Earth to Eli!!! Any body home?!!” I shook my head, and woke to see Jess staring at me weirdly. “What’s wrong, is there something on my face?” “No, you just had a outer space moment. But I did see you talking to him!” I looked back out into the party, and saw him the guy of my affection. There he was, a tall handsome guy, who would never fall for me, even if he was gay, or even curious.

    I returned to my room that night, and had dreams of Darius. I imagined him holding me in his long, strong but sensual arms. His chiseled mustached face next to mine. Him whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Suddenly i here a weird noise coming from out side my bedroom door. When I open my door I’m shocked to see what awaits me….


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  • My First Date of School

    It was my first day of school and was not looking forward to it. My name is Josh I’m 18 years old, I’m in my last year of high school and of course I was new to town and not to mention openly gay. So I was always worried about how kids at school would treat me. My parents had moved us to Long Beach in California. My Dad is a C.E.O. of a very successful company and my mother was a lawyer who owned three firms in L.A, Boston, and Washington. So they did not take money lightly. We did have a big home in a wealthy neighborhood, but they never let it get to their heads. If I wanted something or needed money they would make me do chores to earn it. While when it came to my education my parents would do checks on the nearest schools and pick the best one and spare no expense. But I am getting of the topic.

    As I drove to school I was just worried about making friends, not many people are as accepting as some so making friends is not always the easiest thing. As I arrived, I headed straight for the main office. It was my first time in a private school so things were different. As I was walking I became distracted by the look of the school and crashed into someone dropping my transcripts. Oh sorry about that. No it was my bad I was distracted. Ahh so you must be new. You could tell? Every new kid gets that way. By the way my name is Cameron. Josh. How old are you? 18. Cool I’m 19 I got held back a year. Oh, Let me help with that. As he helped me pick up my stuff I could not help but stare. I quickly caught myself hoping he did not notice. But that was not the case. At that moment my heart started to race as I thought I was about to get chewed out. So how about a date? I was overly surprised at what he had just asked me. What? You heard me a date. Sure okay. Great here’s my number text me your address and be there at six, see you then. My heart was racing even louder than before this time with excitement.

    Through my first two classes things had been fine but I couldn’t keep my mind off of Cameron. I never met someone like him, but then again I wasn’t new to dating so this was rare. As I entered P.E. my thoughts became interrupted when all of a sudden my hand was grabbed by the person I was thinking about. Hey there cutie miss me. I just gave him a light laugh. It felt as if we had been a couple since ninth grade. As P.E. went on we began talking. I got to learn more about him other than the fact he was the first person to talk to me. As school ended Cameron had escorted me to my car. As I said my goodbyes all I could think about was think about the date.

    It was six and no one was home dad fad to fly to Boston to meet with a business associate of his, and mom would be pulling an all nighter at her new firm. Seeing how it was one of hers. All of a sudden the door bell began to ring. When I opened the door I was happy to see Cameron, and before I could even greet him I was surprised with a kiss. As we went on the kiss got deeper and more intense. It felt as if I were melting in his arms with no regards. We then stopped as I closed the door and led him upstairs to my room. As we got to my bed he began to take my shirt off kissing down my neck to my now erected nipples. As he began nibbling on my nipples I began screaming in pure ecstasy. I then kissed his neck even as I removed his shirt. He then returned back to my lips to play with my tongue some more. As he started taking my pants off kissing down my torso finding every sensitive spot he could until he reached his goal. Without any hesitation he devoured my now fully erected 7 inch cock, which made me go wild. I’m so close. Upon hearing that he picked up the pace to the point I could not take it anymore. I-I’m Cumming. It felt like I had exploded cum as he gave me a taste of my own seed in a passionate kiss. I then followed suit and began swallowing his 10 inches drooling all over to get it nice and wet. Wait I don’t want to cum just yet. I then stopped as requested. Do you have any lube? I then went to my drawer and pulled out a tube of the stuff as he spread it all over his fingers. As he began to finger me he added a second and then a third followed. When he felt that I had been loosened up he then spread lube on his cock and without warning shoved all ten inches in me. The pain did not last long and he began pounding away at me. Oh god oh god yes fuck me harder give it to me. I want you to cum in me. With that his pace picked up hitting my prostate sending me into overdrive. He then released his cum into my waiting ass with me right behind him. As we came down from our sex high he just asks, so what do you want to do for our second date?

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  • Life it is

    Communication is what makes up the interaction between humans while asking and answering questions is like wood to fire for communication. I’m sure I’ve been asked tens of thousands of questions, but only two really stuck to my mind: ‘What represents my life’ and ‘What do I want in my life’.

    I have always known about the things that represent my life, work, work and work. Lame answer, huh? But that’s the truth. I hardly have anything in my life except work. Throughout these years, work has gotten the better of me; and having to work long hours everyday has already drained me off, leaving me not much time for rest.

    What really bothers me though is what I want in life, because I don’t really know what I wanted. Sometimes, I’m pretty confident I know the answer to that question, but soon enough I’d be put back into confusion. But if you ask for the first thing that come up my mind right now? It’d totally be sex. Even though I’m not a super horny guy, but when you have a whole month without any of that and not even beating off yourself, you’d no doubt need some, and I certainly want some now, because the last time I did it was already two months ago, the night before I broke up with my girlfriend.

    That’s a saddening story that I don’t want to tell, and you probably won’t want to listen to, so back to business. My work is totally boring, typing out documents, thinking of innovative ideas for the promotion of products, you know what I mean. But if I have to name one thing that this company impresses me, it is the washroom. The washroom is well-designed and well-equipped; and pretty hard to believe, it is cleaner than our office space. Apart from the impressing washroom, I have to admit that it is a well-paid job, but we have to work overtime quite a lot, just like today. We have a major project that dues this weekend, so everyone is working late at night; in face of this massive project, the company even cut off the tea breaks, so the only time left for us to get some air are the bathroom breaks, and I definitely need one now.

    As I get into the washroom, I take the furthest urinal and unzip my pants. Just as I take my half hard penis and aim it at the urinal, the washroom door opens and Jake comes in, taking the second to last urinal, which is the one to my direct right. Jake is one of the junior secretaries in the next department, and junior secretaries seldom have to work this late, so this project is really big and important to have even the junior secretaries work over time.

    ‘Hey how are thing in your department.’ He starts a conversation while I am concentrating on aiming my piss.

    ‘Things are going as planned, how about yours?’

    ‘We are on schedule. So I guess we don’t have to rush back to work then.’

    ‘Yeah, take your time, but do remember the faster we’re done with the tasks for the day, the earlier we can head home.’ That’s what I want, to head home get a couple hours of precious sleep.

    I cleared my bladder and am ready to zip up and head to the sinks; but out of nowhere, Jake turns over and presses his hand on my chest, pushing me to the wall, which I am totally taken aback.

    ‘What are you doing, Jake?’

    ‘You said we can take our time, and the people out there won’t notice if we are missing for a couple minutes, will they?’

    ‘What do you mean we can take our time, I said you can take your time pissing, now get your hands off me, I need to get back to work.’

    ‘Relax man, I just saw something that I can help you out with,’ indicating the bulge in my pants while saying, ‘looks like you haven’t gotten off in a long time.’

    Then, he pulls me into a stall and locks the door while dragging his pants along the floor the whole time.

    ‘Wait, I’m not gay, let me get out of here.’

    ‘Shut up and let me do all the work.’ is his reply to my protest before he gets on his knees facing the bulge in my pants. ‘You are not gay, I am. And don’t worry; it will not take long, so you can go back to work.’

    He unzips my pants, pulls down my boxer, getting my cock in his hands. It feels so cold at first, but then he starts to rub and stroke my cock that it becomes rock hard in no time. And I can tell he is really good at doing this.

    ‘Ready to get a blow job from a guy?’

    And before I can answer, he squeezes my cock and sticks his tongue out to tease my piss hole. It feels so amazing that my body gives response to his treatment and I let out a long and deep moan, ‘Oh… It feels so great, I love the way your work on my dick, keep going.’ I’ve two months’ worth of storage in there and I know I will get over the edge pretty quick.

    And he probably knows that too, as he waited no more to get more entire cock in his mouth. Just as I feel my cock hits the back of his throat; I know I am going to cum, so I tries to pull my penis out of his mouth, but he grabs my hips and go back on my hard cock, engulfing the whole of it just before semen starts to ejaculate into his mouth. I shoot jets after jets of cum and you can tell he tries really hard to swallow it all. But in face of two months’ worth of cum, there is still some that leaked out between his lips and my penis. After swallowing as hard as he can, he keeps on sucking every drop of cum out of my cock.

    ‘That’s so hot, I wish I can last longer though, maybe we should do it again sometime.’

    Having to hear me say that, he smiles while licking the cum on his lips ‘I have wanted your cock in my mouth since I got in this company, you just so turn me on. We definitely should do it again if you don’t mind, I’d like to show you my ropes and give you the best blow job ever.’

    Coming soon: the office gets a little messier and life gets more confusing (don’t assume I’ll turn everyone gay though)

    Please feel free to give me good or bad comments Also tell me what you want to see happen next and it may just be what’s gonna happen. Names for upcoming characters are also welcome.

    And I know some of the contents doesn’t suit with what biology tells us, but who the hell cares, right?


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