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I met Dominic at the beginning of my sophomore year of high school. The moment he entered the classroom for the first time, I felt an immediate attraction to him. I had already struggled with and accepted the fact that I was gay through out my Middle School years. Dominic was about 5’11” Dark Hair, Olive Skin, and Hazel Eyes, he was a bit chubby but his broad shoulders and defined masculine face made him appear less so.

He had moved across town and had just joined our school. I noticed that afternoon that he also boarded my bus so I knew he had to live somewhere near me. I offered him a seat with me and he accepted. We chatted.

We began spending more time together at school and even visiting one another’s homes. Later, that fall he decided that he wanted to begin attending the gym and running so I offered to join him being that I could use some toning up. So we met daily and went for a run and later my parents or his would take us to the gym downtown. We both got into good shape.

Over the months we exercised together and got really close and I began to fall in love with Dominic. After school was out for Summer Holiday we were constantly together and I hoped that we could become more than friends as I secretly pined for him. We stayed every night together and even slept in the same bed. I was torn apart. I wanted him so badly but I didn’t want to destroy our friendship if he rejected me. So, after a long internal battle, I finally got my emotions in check and continued our normal friendship for years.

By the time Dominic and I had turned 23 we had slowly drifted apart. He had met a really nice girl that I really liked, I wanted to be happy for him, and I had been through all of his other relationships fine, but this one I knew and He knew he was going to Marry. So, I again started going through my emotional mess because I had really just repressed my feelings and this news was making them resurface. They were married and he moved across the state. Our friendship was pretty much severed.

Around the time of the wedding, Dominic’s parents moved into the house next door to me and I still maintained contact with them since I had become another son to them. And a result of their new location to me and my contact with them was that Dominic’s younger brother who was now 18 began hanging around my house constantly. At first this really irritated me but that was only because when Dominic and I were younger he was a constant nuisance to us. But I slowly began to warm up to him.

I started to pass baseball with him since he was on the baseball team for the High School. I took him to the movies with me and my friends. And he became like the younger sibling I never had. As I got to know him better, I started to become attracted to him, I now realize it was a kind of transference of my feelings for his brother onto him.

Dominic’s brother, Josh, was about 5’9″, Sandy blond shaggy hairy, Greenish Gray Eyes, tanned skin and had an awesomely toned body with 6-pack abs. He was really the opposite of Dominic when I first met him when we were 15.

Josh and I started to go out and rent movies and stay at my house all night and watch them or play games ect. The first night he stayed with me I got out a blanket and a pillow for him to sleep on the couch but he said he wanted to sleep in the bed with me, which at that time I didn’t see anything wrong with it, Dominic and I had done it for years. But as time progressed and I got more and more attracted to him I wanted to resist him but he was always persistent.

I started to lay and watch him sleep and dream about initiating the first touch that would lead us into a night of erotica but I would not let myself proceed. I really didn’t know what his orientation was and I did not want to intimidate him into it or anything. I went through two months of this and I tried to pull away from him but he was always there waiting for me to get home and would have already gotten his stuff together to stay with me. I took this as a sign that he may share my orientation but I wanted him to make the first move so I waited.

I woke suddenly one night out of a dream, and suddenly noticed that Josh had placed his hand just under my cock shaft on my balls. I already had a hard on from the dream and my cock had already curved up onto my stomach under my pants. I stayed very still. I tried to breathe like I was asleep. I felt his fingers give a light squeeze on my sac and my cock jumped. I think he took this as permission to move on and slid his hand slowly up to the root of my shaft and wrapped his fingers lightly around the base. I took this as the first move so I jolted my cock again, this time voluntarily. I reached over and stroked his face and he opened his eyes and looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back as I pulled him up to me.

Our lips met and parted as I explored his mouth with my tongue. He sucked and then he entered my mouth as I sucked on his tongue. I pulled my lips away from him and asked if he was sure he was ready. He grabbed me and gave me a rapturous kiss. This was a yes!

I ran my hand down his body and rubbed his cock through his shorts. I could feel it hard as a rock with a sharp curve upward. I pulled his shirt off and began kissing his neck and worked down to his collar bone and began nibbling and sucking his right nipple, he let out a quick breath and I moved to the other he breathed harder. I released his nipple and began feeling his tight abs and he removed my shirt and began rubbing my toned chest. Running his fingers through the little bit of hair I had there. He only had a light patch of hair around his navel and a light happy trail leading into his shorts.

Josh pushed me down on my back and began pulling down my shorts. He had to raise the waistband up to get them off my cock. As soon as my cock was freed it slapped against my stomach. My thick 6.5″ uncut boner was throbbing. I reached down and pulled Josh on top of me grinding my cock into his boner through his shorts and he started humping me. He bent down and started to lick my right nipple, I could feel the pleasure ripple through me. He began to nibble at it and pull on it lightly with his teeth he gave my other nipple the same service and by this time I was extremely aroused. I tossed him onto the other side of the bed onto his back and I ripped his shorts down.

Josh’s gleaming cock looked delicious. Josh had an average but beautiful 6″ cut cock. I spit into my palm and started working his meat. I got down beside him and started licking his lips and sliding my tongue in and out of his mouth. He grabbed my head and pulled me into his lips and rammed his extra long tongue to the back of my throat and he explored my mouth more. I pulled away. I asked if he wanted to go farther. He replied saying he wanted to go all the way. I started kissing his stomach and around his navel and started licking my tongue along his trail of hair.

I reached the beautiful head of his cock, which rested curved upward on his stomach, and flicked the piss slit a few times tasting his awesome boy juice. He jerked a little from the sensation but I continued down the underside of his upright cock. I reached the base and slowly took in one of his balls into my mouth and started lightly massaging it with my tongue. His breath had already begun to elevate but he started to let out small grunts. After I had finished caressing his ball I told him to let out his moans, we were alone no reason to hold back. I then took the other ball into my mouth and worked it. I paid his sack a little more attention with my mouth and then I used a hand to massage his balls and hooked a finger on my other hand under his shaft.

I pulled Josh’s cock down from his stomach so it was pointing at the ceiling. I moistened my lips and held them tightly as I slowly pushed his head into them and then parted them slightly so that the head would slowly start to glide in with some friction so that every nerve would give him pleasure. He let out a deep moan. I placed the head of his cock into the roof of my mouth so the ridges would rub it as I caressed the underside with my tongue. The sensitivity of his head caused his legs to spasm some but I maintained my hold. I then pushed his cock deeper into my mouth using my tongue to add pressure and friction. After his entire boner was in my mouth and lodged the head into my throat I started pumping slightly. The sensation of cock in throat and his extra sensitive head cause him to finally loose his inhibition and he began to moan louder. He begged me to go faster and deeper.

I bobbed with his head in my throat for a bit longer, but then I pulled my head off and started to lick his shaft and dick ridge. I then reinserted his cock into my throat and bobbed once more. I felt Josh’s muscles getting tighter and his breathing get faster. He said he was getting close so I bobbed more and faster. He yelled I’m Cumming and I felt a shot of his juice hit the back of my throat and I pulled up some so that he could shoot directly on my tongue. He was so sweet. He shot five loads which I happily swallowed, or mostly swallowed. I asked him if he had ever tasted cum before. He said he had so I lead upward and kissed him and pushed the remains of his cum onto his tongue. I asked if that was his first cum kiss and he said it was and it was great.

During all of the time I had been working Josh’s cock mine was dripping profusely. The head beneath my hood was drenched and it has spilled out and ran down my shaft. After our cum kiss I flipped over onto my back. He grabbed my cock and started pumping it and flicked my nipples with his tongue. I asked if he wanted to ride me. His eyes got big he looked down at my cock and back into my eyes. I could tell he was apprehensive so I told him that he didn’t have too. He said he wanted to but was afraid. I assured him that he would have control over the speed of penetration since he was going to be sitting on it. He still was somewhat frightened.

I told him to get on his hands in knees and spread his cheeks. He really looked ghostly now. I assured him that I would not penetrate him so he followed my request. I got up and came around behind him and spread his cheeks opening up so I could see his rosebud. I dived into his ass face first and started to dig out his ass with my tongue. This really put him to moaning. He started working his hips around as my tongue poked into his hole and lapped at the side of it. I got him good and wet and then flipped back over. And told him that his ass was ready when he was; he worked my cock a little more spreading my precum all over it. He crossed his legs over my stomach and edged back so that when he sat completely down my boner fit into the ridge between his ass and my stomach. He then rose back up and reached behind him and grabbed my cock. I raised up some to help him position my cock. I relaxed his legs some lowing himself so that my glistening head was poking at his rosebud.

He easily pushed into my cock and the head started squeezing its way in. He pushed a little harder and then stopped. I told him to relax and take it easy. I started rubbing his chest, tweaking his nipples and then started stoking his cock which was at half mast again. After a few moments of adjusting to my cock he began pushing me in some more. I was now past the anal ring and my shaft started sliding in smoothly. He wiggled it all the way in. Sweat was pouring form him and he was breathing hard. I told him that when It got all the way in take a break. I then felt his ass settle onto my skin. He was in. He sat there breathing hard and opened his eyes and looked into my eyes. At this moment he was the most stunning person I’d ever seen. As his ass started to get used to my cock being there he became even more relaxed and the he started to smile at me. I smiled in return and gave him a wink.

He slowly started working my cock with his ass. I grabbed onto his hips and watched him bounce up and down on me. His tight virgin ass felt so great wrapped around my cock. The sensations started making me moan out. I told him to fuck it, fuck it fuck it. And he started really getting into it he started making bigger ranges of motion, sliding my cock farther out and slamming down onto it pushing it in. He was moaning and screaming. Calling my name, calling for my cum. His rock hard cock was now jumping up and down slapping my stomach and then his. He started working even faster and hard and he let out a long scream and his cock started firing off shot after shot. Being covered with his cum really done it for me and I started firing shot after shot into his hot ass. He pumped and pumped until I shot my last rope. He leaned over, squashing his cum between us and started kissing me……

My cock slipped out of Josh’s hot ass and my cum started leaking down onto my cock and balls. He kissed my neck then worked his way down and started nibbling my nipples. I told him that I could tell that he wasn’t done yet. He looked up and gave me the cutest smile and wink. I grabbed him and pulled him up to me and I planted my lips back onto his. I was beginning to feel the life come back into my cock again and I could feel that Josh’s cock was once again raging as he rubbed it into my stomach.

Josh pulled away from my lips and set up. I was just admiring how striking he was as he looked down at me while sitting back onto my cock wedging it between the cheeks of his ass. I bucked him off of me and pushed him down onto the bed. I pushed his legs open and crawled between them. I kissed up his calf to his thighs and then nibbled them as I slowly made my way to the joint of his leg. I transitioned from his leg to his sack. I liked my thumb and finger of my left hand and started massaging the head of his cock between them as I prodded his sack and balls with my tongue. I used my free hand to start tugging at his sack as I sucked a ball into my mouth to savor. I could taste cum and sweat, this exhilarated me.

I pulled Josh’s cock down and started swirling the pre-cum soaked head around my lips. Josh began to squirm as the sensations sent sparks through his body. I used my tongue and began working his dick ridge paying attention to his circumcision scar. Josh’s leg began to lift some as the sensations caused involuntary contractions of his muscles. I then shoved his cock deep into my throat suddenly; I buried it to the hilt. He began breathing hard as I made small jerking movements and began moaning out. I pulled up on his cock to get a breath and he began exploding in my mouth. Squirt after squirt filled my mouth with his scrumptious teen spunk. I swallowed it all. As I milked the last of his load out of his cock, I made my way back up over top of him. I held myself over him and we just looked into one another’s eyes. I told Josh that he surprised me that time. He said that was the best orgasm that he had ever had, as the orgasm built he said that he felt like his entire body was on fire.

I bent my head down and we made lip contact once again. He explored my mouth for any un-swallowed cum with his tongue. I then fell over to the side of him. He reached down and grabbed my throbbing hard-on and started stroking it. I put my hands back behind my head and relaxed. Josh got up on his knees and moved down between my legs. He grabbed my cock and pulled it to point it at the ceiling and began examining it. He pulled at my foreskin, the pulled it back exposing my engorged head, he spit into his hand and began massaging the head of my cock as I did his. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the attention. I suddenly felt something warm and wet rubbing my cock ridge and opened my eyes to see him getting his first taste of my cock. He must have liked it because he was soon sucking the head like a lollypop and licking at my piss slit with his tongue, this drove me crazy. As he licked and sucked on the head he began to stroke the shaft and it didn’t take much before I felt the cum building. I warned him that I was about to explode but he kept working it. Suddenly my muscles locked up and I started grunting out rope after rope of cum into Josh’s mouth. He swallowed some and some ran out onto his chin dripping onto my balls. He let my cock slide out of his mouth and he crawled up to me and I started licking my cum off his chin and then he kissed me pushing more cum into my mouth. We stayed there kissing for a while.

Josh rolled off of me and snuggled up beside me. I put my arm around him and pulled him closer to me and we drifted off to sleep together.

The next morning I awoke with my buddy still snuggled beside me. He was awake stroking my face and neck. I smiled at him and said good morning handsome. He kissed my arm and I bent my head to kiss him. We lay there next to one another for a bit. We got up and went to the bathroom and got into the shower. I the shower I lathered him up as he lathered me up and we stroked each others bodies. Our morning hard-ons had not subsided yet but we never really touched each others cocks for very long just to wash them. We did “play swords” some and slapped our cocks together. Before we got out of the shower we stroked each other off and shot into the shower floor and it ran down the drain (I know what a waste).

After breakfast, Josh went home after we rubbed on each other a little more. For the next few months Josh stayed the night with me as much as he could…..

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Michael drank all of the major loads and then sucked the remaining cum from the cock and came up with his tongue out to Drew and Drew opened his mouth and they began kissing…………

They continued to kiss for several minutes before Michael pulled away from the kiss and said, “We had better get some sleep, we need to be there when the opening manager gets there tomorrow morning.”

Drew bend forward and pecked Michael on the lips and said, “Good Night”.

The both go up and pulled down the bed sheets and each turned out the lights nearest their side of the bed. They climbed into bed and Drew turned on his side with his back toward Michael, and stared at the shapes the light the escaped the curtains made on the walls. Michael scooted closer and put his arm over Drew’s side and curled it up and rubbed his chest.

Michael whispered, “This okay?”

“It’s great Drew replied.”

The adrenaline was still pulsing through Drew, he wasn’t one of those guys that fit the saying “After he lets the jizz fly, he must get some shut eye”. Drew thought, “I had wanted this to happen forever, but now I feel, I don’t know. He is married for shit’s sake. He just had a child. It’s not like he would leave his wife for you. But damn he is hot, but being hot is not enough I want someone to stay with me, not just use me for a good fuck when he gets tired of the monotony of his wife. What the hell am I thinking, I’m thinking like a woman. Fuck it, he’s hot, and I want more of him.”

Drew let these thoughts linger for a while but he eventually drifted to sleep.

The alarm clock blaring made Drew jolt upright the next morning, Michael was still laying there either sleeping through the alarm or just ignoring it. He had kicked the blanket off of him and his rock hard cock was in plain view, this got Drew’s semi morning wood rock hard. Drew reached over and stroked Michael’s morning wood a few times and Michael smiled without opening his eyes.

Drew rolled closer and snuggled up to Michael’s neck and whispered, “Good morning.”

Michael bent his head down and kissed Drew. Then got up out of the bed and turned off the alarm. He picked up his shorts and swatted Drew’s rear with them and said, “Come on let’s get a shower”.

Drew was up in a second following Michael to the shower. The shower was almost too small for two guys to fit into together but the managed it. Drew put soap in his hand and began lathering up Michael’s body and Michael began lathering Drew. They rubbed each other all over and each paid special attention to each other’s cocks. They finished their lathering with each shooting cum onto the shower floor and then rinsed and got out. They dressed for work, and left for the store.

On the short drive to the store Drew asked, “Have you fooled around with guys much?”

“My roommate during my last year of college, we just jerked together and gave each other blowjobs periodically. It was a casual thing, neither of us knew what we were doing really we just enjoyed each other.”

Drew said, “I’m glad that it is not awkward this morning. I worried about that last night before going to sleep. I was afraid that you would regret what happened between us.”

“No regrets, last night was great, I’ve wanted to be with a guy for a little while now, just a nagging in the back of my head.”

“I was glad to spend this time with you.”

“Was? We still have three more days together.”

They then pulled into the parking lot of the store. They got out of the truck and unlocked the store. Again, they worked. They both acted as normal as possible, just occasionally making eye contact and smirking at one another. At around 7 pm Michael asked if Drew was ready to get out of there. They made their way to the fast food restaurant they ate at the previous night and then returned to their motel room.

When they entered the room, the housekeeping staff had divided the beds and changed the sheets. Drew grabbed his comfort clothes and went to the bathroom. He took a shit, and used a douche to clean himself out. He was really hoping to be fucked tonight so he wanted to be as ready as possible for this semi-newbie.

When he came back into the main room, Michael had pushed the beds together again and had on just the pair of shorts from the night before. He didn’t have his shirt on tonight and his defined chest and flat stomach were mesmerizing. Drew walked up to Michael and pulled him to him and began kissing him, while putting his hands on Michaels pecs then running his hands down to Michaels hips and then pulling the hips in to meet with his. The stood their grinding against one another tongues battling for dominance in each other’s mouths.

Drew then hooked his fingers under the waistband of Michaels shorts and began pulling them down. Michael’s hard 6.5″ prick flipped up then hung out from his stomach a bit due to his standing position. Drew kissed each nipple, the navel, and then slid the head of Michael’s dick into his mouth. He began his magic on Michaels cock. Michael let his head fall back and knees bend as he enjoyed the pleasures Drew was giving him. Drew worked the cock in and out of his mouth then licked on the balls for a bit then started moving Michael to the bed. Michael lay back on the bed and Drew removed his pants and shirt exposing his rock hard cock. Michael reached up and gave it a few strokes before Drew pushed his hand away and said “Not Yet”.

Drew sat across Michaels legs stoking Michael cock.

Drew asked, “You gonna fuck me?”

Michael got a hungry look in his eyes but asked, “Are you sure? I’ve never fucked a guy before”

“I’ve never been so sure. But there is one hitch; I don’t have any condoms with me.”

“Me either, I haven’t carried one since I got married.”

“Are you opposed to doing it without one? I’ve never done it bareback but I want you to fuck me.” It was true that Drew had never barebacked before, but even if he had a condom he want Michael to fuck him skin to skin.

Michael thought for a minute, his hard on was softening so Drew began stroking him again. “Okay, we’ll do it without one.”

“Okay, let me lube you up.”

Since Drew had not brought any lube either, he got as much saliva in his mouth as possible and used his tongue to lube up Michaels cock. Drew’s ass was still wet inside from the douche he had used just a few minute prior, so that should suffice.

After Michael’s cock was slick Drew rose up onto his knees moved forward and put Michael’s cockhead at the entrance of his hole. He asked Michael to reach up and pull his ass cheeks apart as he guided Michaels cock to the sweet spot and then lowered his hips to push the head in. The head of Michaels cock slowly worked in then it “popped” past the anal sphincter and they were home. Drew slowly sat down onto Michael and let the cock glide in as far as possible, then sat there as he adjusted to the feeling. Michael’s eyes were closed.

Michael whispered, “You feel so good and are so tight.”

Drew began using his hips and knees to work Michaels cock around inside him. He started the slow rhythm and each time pulling farther up Michaels cock. He worked it up to bring the head of Michaels cock to the point that it almost popped out and then thrust back down. Drew began riding the cock as is rubbed over and over again across his sweet spot. Michael began moaning out and Drew was breathing roughly. Drew pumped up and down Michaels cock harder and harder, feeling his prostate swell and feel even more pleasure with each thrust.

Drew then sat completely down on Michaels cock and told him to roll to the right so that he was on top. As they made the transition of positions Drew pulled his legs up and Michael took control of the thrusting. Now that Drew had his legs opened and Michael was thrusting down into him he was getting full pleasure. Drew began moaning out then as Michael pounded into him. Michael leaned into Drew and then began kissing as Michael pounded deeper. Between kisses Drew said, “Drive it deeper, plough me.” This encouraged Michael and he began slamming his hips again Drew’s ass and Drew was on cloud nine. After a few more minutes doing this, Michael slowed down, then pushed in as far as possible and lay against Drew.

“I’ve gotta stop for a minute, or I’m gonna blow.” Michael explained.

“I was getting close too, but I didn’t want to stop you.” Drew said. “Pull out and let me get up on my knees and you get behind me, doggie style.”

Michael pulled his cock out and Drew got up on his knees. Michael got behind Drew and pushed his cock back in. Michael began thrusting into Drew again, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed. Michael bent down and wrapped his arms around Drew and then began rubbing Drew chest. Drew rose up and Michael continued pounding away. Drew turned his head so that they could begin kissing again as they fucked.

As Drew neared climax, from only being fucked, he told Michael to go harder and faster. Michael started pounding with all he had. Drew’s muscles clinched and then he exploded all over the bed. Volley after volley of cum splattered the bed in front of him. The site and feel of Drew’s load leaving his body made Michael’s body tense; he pushed his cock in as far as possible and unloaded 6 volleys of cum into Drew. Drew just flattened out onto the cum soaked bed and Michael fell on top of him. They were both drenched with sweat and breathing hard. Michael began kissing the back of Drew’s neck.

Drew said, “That was great. You really throw those hips into it.”

“You are one great fuck.” Michael said.

Michael got up off of Drew and Drew rolled over. Michael lay down on top of Drew. They lay there face to face. Drew winked at Michael and Michael started kissing Drew again…….

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Corporate Rivals- Part Six

Acquiescence

The Monday following his thrashing of Mark Riggs, Jim cornered me in my office. He, like everyone else, had learned of Mark’s resignation. I guess he figured he was on a victory roll and wanted to keep his momentum going.

“I told you he would not come back here after I took him, Tim. I made him promise that while I ground him out. He was in pain, he was struggling to breathe and his cock wanted release all at the same time. I told him the only way to end it was to shoot and promise to resign. I asked him in as many ways as I could imagine if he understood and would comply. He said ‘yes’ over and over again.”

“Ahh, so those were the sweet nothings you were whispering into his ear…I could hear him saying ‘yes’ but I could not hear what you were saying to him. I have to say that you did actually destroy him.” My cock was becoming hard again just recalling the sight of Jim’s shoulders obviously straining as he crushed and claimed Mark.

“Tim, officially, we are tied. We have one win apiece. I do not think there is any doubt, but I know you and we need to officially find out who is the Top Cock between us. No stakes other than the acknowledgement of the Top Cock”, said Jim as he grabbed my eyes with his own. I felt like he had ‘tractor beamed’ me.

Though I was fond of Jim in many ways and he knew it, I knew it was time for me to rescue him from himself. He was becoming a bit arrogant, in my opinion. He was getting way ahead of himself with regard to the interaction between us. Too presumptive. He likely thought he was my equal. He needed to be taught that he was not.

I knew there had to be stakes on the outcome of our final match even if they went unexpressed in words. He would eventually try to usurp me at the office. I could see that coming. I knew that would be the eventuality.

“Right. My place Friday then, Jim. It’s on.”

“Well, I was actually thinking that we would need a bit more space, boss.” Did I detect a sneer on his face and a touch of sarcasm in his voice when he said ‘boss’? “How about your padded lair? It won’t be so…intimate there. Or is my recent destruction of your surfer boy still too fresh in your mind to not intimidate you?

Cheeky bastard! I wanted to put my hands around his throat right then and there, but I bore up. I saw myself as the bigger man. In all respects. “Room for me to maneuver is something you should avoid at all costs, Jim, but it’s your choice mate. Friday 7pm at the discipline room.” I emphasized my name for the padded space by showing my teeth as I said it.

The tactic worked and his eyes betrayed him as he turned to leave my office. As long as he had just a tinge of doubt about his sway over me, he would crumble under my stronger arms. I would make certain of that.

Round Three

Jim showed up in a one- ton pick-up truck. I wondered why that was. He only had a snazzy little sports car as far as I knew.

“Hey Tim, come out and help me with these, would you?”

I could see what looked like a large, thin mirror lying reflective side up in the back of the bed of the truck. Upon closer inspection, I could see that there was more than one in a short stack.

Following Jim’s lead, we eventually carried in three large mirrors from the bed of the truck and set them edge-to-edge against one wall of my padded room. Each of them was about 4 feet wide and 6 feet tall. I was impressed with his forethought and liked where this was going. He would be able to see my cock dominate his. He wanted to see my cock dominate his.

As we each began to prepare ourselves for the match, Jim insisted that we undress each other one piece of clothing at a time and he spoke softly to me as we did so. He told me why he wanted me. He explained what came over him every time he thought about me. He told me that we were best as a team. He told me that all he wanted to do was make me his over and over again. He reminded me in great detail of the second match that he and I had had. The one where I ended up helplessly submitting to him. He told me that he wanted to come to my place every day after work and have me take his shoes off and massage and kiss his tired feet after a long day. Then perhaps he would just take me up against the front door quickly to get the lust out of the way so we could do it slowly later. But no matter what, he wanted just to hear me submit to him every day.

My mind was spinning from this one-sided discussion. I knew he was in my head and I needed to get him out. I also knew why we were where we were. I knew it was time for Jim’s return to Earth. He was to be just the most recent of of those who thought they might exercise some modicum of control over me and my emotions and have their hopes dashed. I was loath to do it because I really liked Jim, but it was time. He needed and wanted to be re-calibrated. I was ready.

Once we were both completely undressed, Jim confidently got down on his knees and beckoned for me to do the same. I assessed that he would be ready to act without warning and strike like lightening once I was down on both knees. I knew him and would let him feel that he had caught me off guard. That notwithstanding, I wanted to play with him a bit. Draw it out a little.

So, I got down on one knee only and stretched a bit. I looked him in the eye as I did so.

While on the one knee, I also flexed my cock. He had to break my stare since his eyes had a will of their own and stole down to my already throbbing member. I could see a bit of perspiration at his hairline.

I finally stopped my show and dropped my other knee. As I did so, Jim quickly moved in and took control and put me onto my back with his arms between me and the floor (I had witnessed this maneuver once before when he did it to Mark). His legs were spayed at about a 45-degree angle outboard of each of mine. I conceded this opening move but kept my arms ready to thwart anything further.

I expected the attack from Jim to be as quick and vicious as it was with Mark. Unlike his match with Mark, however, it became clear that Jim did not wish to batter my self esteem or my body. He wanted to make this conquest a sensual one. He established a very nice rhythmic grind cock-to-cock while his lips grazed mine.

Confident in my ability to handle a good rub and mount a cock offensive at will, I let Jim grind on me. I felt his hands grab my glutes and knead them like dough. He was breathing into my mouth and his eyes were locked onto mine intently.

After about ten minutes of gently grinding me while mouth-to-mouth, Jim moved his face so that he was gently rubbing his nicely trimmed beard on my right cheek. He let out a very sensual “mmmmm” as he did so.

“I can feel very inch of you, Tim. I really like this feeling. Do you like the feeling of my cock claiming yours?” So, he wanted to play that type of game…

“I would not exactly say your cock was claiming mine. I would say yours is enjoying a fantasy ride for the moment, but Big Daddy is ready to assert himself at a moment’s notice.”

I could see his eyes harden as they locked again onto mine. I prepared to launch my counter, anticipating his next move.

He brought his legs into mine and turned his feet inward so as to cup mine. He then stuck his tongue deep into my mouth. Simultaneously, he flexed and ground his nice pecs into mine. Those perfect little slightly hairy mounds of hard muscle, I could feel grinding into mine continuously.

I could taste his mouth, feel his pecs and his feet on mine while he ground his cock into mine. I knew that I should change the situation or I might be doomed. I also knew that what I was feeling was absolutely sublime.

While Jim kept up his sensual assault, my will to resist it began melting away. The muscles in my strong biceps were no longer charged up and at the ready. My body was relaxing under Jim’s and my breath was becoming short.

After ten minutes of the most sultry, electric grind I had ever experienced up until that moment, Jim withdrew his arms from behind my back and positioned his hands in a wide stance on either side of my head. He then began an intense thrust which left me gasping.

Intellectually, I knew that the outcome of this match was already clear. I would surrender without a single attempt at offense. Emotionally, I was torn about this. Physically, I was simply overcome.

As I felt my cum churning in my balls and beginning to clamor for release, Jim’s silky voice directed my eyes to the wall of mirrors where I could watch him humping me. Now I could see why his thrust was so powerful. His hips had a terrific range of movement. On the “up,” his beautiful ass was well up into the air. On the “down,” he looked like a wasp stinging his prey. His hips had to be at the least at a 45-degree angle to his shoulders when he pushed down onto my cock. The sight was one from which I simply could not tear my eyes.

He humped me relentlessly while he watched my eyes intently. My eyes would have served me better had they been locked to his. Unfortunately, while he was watching me, I was watching myself get humped to within an inch of my life. It was the hottest thing I have ever experienced.

To make matters worse, Jim would periodically lean in and hump my tongue with his to the same rhythm he was using to good effect on my cock. So, I could see myself getting worked and taste him while he did it.

As I cried out my submission to him while shooting my load, I would have admitted to anything; I would have said whatever he wanted me to say. I was his and he knew it. So, he did not need any ‘stakes’ for this match. We both knew the stakes without verbally expressing them: I was now his.

He watched my body shivering during my release. As my head was clearing, he leaned in close to my left ear: “Jim, you cannot imagine the sense of power I experience when my cock tops your bigger cock, when my smaller pecs grind into yours, when my smaller arms hold yours at bay. The way your face looks when you finally submit to me.”

With that, he let go of his cum and was careful to coat my cock completely with his seed.

Then, spent but triumphant, he again leaned into my ear and said “I officially resign from Simi as of this moment, Tim. If I am going to do to you every day exactly what I just did to you, we can’t work in the same office. I will want to be on top of you all day, every day, and I cannot promise that I will not be…aggressive.”

My head was spinning…The physical sensation was off the charts, but was I even remotely ready for this mentally or emotionally? Was a sensual conquest too “queenie” for me to handle?…

Please tell me how you liked my first attempt to write erotic fiction with the “Corporate Rivals” series.

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Two weeks after being kicked out of his house, Phil finally adjusted to our way of life. We had to break him of some bad habits. For instance, if he had a problem, he had to talk about it. In his old house, he had to bottle his feelings and suppress them. He became a much happier person. After Mom reminded me of graduation, that night I applied for Berkeley for both Phil and me. I check their standards and I accidentally fit the bill. So did Phil. I looked into scholarships and because we’re both in the top 5% of our class, we can both get full rides and other grants. College will be no problem for us.

I was awoken with full, plump lips on my cock. “I could get used to this every morning,” I thought to myself. I seems like he’d been working on it for a while because I was already about to blow. I held his head on my cock and let him have it. He came up to meet my lips with his and we snowballed the cum between the both of us. We both wanted it, so we silently agreed to split it and swallow.

Phil broke the silence. “Good morning, babe.”

“Morning.”

“Hey, I laid out your your clothes.” I took a good look at him. He was wearing a burgundy sweater with a white shirt paired with dark jeans and brown boat shoes. “Your mom and I cook breakfast. We had an hour ’til we have to be at school.” Where was this coming from. This guy was a MAN’S MAN. Now he’s laying out clothes and cook breakfast. No to mention the early blowjob. “Get your ass out of bed!” Okay. Now he was back.

I got ready and headed drove to school. We walked through the doors, and Phil grabbed my hand. We walked through the hall together until he stopped, took me by my waist and pulled me into an aggressive, hot kiss. Everyone’s mouths hit the floor. Some people even cheered! After the kiss, I grabbed his ass for the last touch before getting to his locker. He walked me to first period and gave me a goodbye kiss…for five minutes.

A guest speaker came in and talked to us about graduation. I got a text from the coach that said, “Come to my office during your study hall tomorrow. Bring Phil.” I had a full pack of teacher’s passes and was great at forging signatures. Getting out of class would be easy. Especially since it’s the last day if school.

Later that day, when we got home, Mom brought in the mail. Two giant envelopes. I had to come clean.

“Phil, I applied for Berkeley.”

“Oh. Well I hope you get in,” Phil said with watery eyes. He thought there was no way he could get in.

“I applied for you too.”

“Really? Thanks.”

“Let’s open them at the same time.”

“Sure.” We both tore open the envelopes. We both read at the same time:

“Dear Applicant, we are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted into The University of Berkeley.”

Phil’s excitement was short lived. “How are we going to pay for it. How am I going to pay for it?” Dad brought in the rest of the mail. A giant mound of smaller envelopes.

“I applied for a couple scholarships as well,” I understated. “We don’t have to worry about finances. All we have to know is where we want to live. Books, classes, dorms. All paid for.”

“Did you want to try for an apartment instead?”

“I was hoping you would say that.” We hugged each other because we knew we would have four years with each other. We hoped for a lifetime.

My parents decided to go on a date, so Phil and I knew what tonight was. The second the door closed, Phil said, “Practice was hard today. I should take a shower.”

“Me too,” I agreed.

“We should take one together to keep the water bill down.”

“Yeah, to keep the water bill down.” We sat there for a couple of seconds and then ripped each others clothes off. He kissed each other all the way to the bathroom. While lip-locked, I felt around for the shower knob. I found it, turned it, and stepped in (all while making out with the man with whom I wanted to grow old. I grabbed the soap and lathered in my hands. I rubbed it all across his chest. I knelt down and fondled his legs. I worked my way up from his feet to his prick. His was already extremely hard, but I decided to tease him. “You’re not allowed to cum until I allow you to.”

“Okay, babe,” he replied. I began planting kisses on his cock. “This is going to be harder than I thought.”

“Just warn me when you’re close.”

“K, hun.” I proceed. Then I take his length in my mouth. I have to deepthroat it. I loosen and contract my throat muscles to give him the BJ of his life. He and I moaned uncontrollably. “Baby, I’m gonna cum.” I quickly pulled off and turned him around. I spread his legs a little and separated his ass cheeks. I brushed my finger across his anus and he shuttered. I lightly brushed my tongue against it. “Oh baby, don’t stop. Don’t stop!”

“I wasn’t planning on it.” I turned him back around, after playing with his ass for a while. I wrapped my arms around his neck and had him pick me up. Legs on either side of his body, he pushed his prick in my slowly. When he got fully inside me, I whispered in his ear, “You may cum now.” This lit a fire under him. He fucked me like the Tasmanian Devil. He put me down and pulled out.

He turned off the shower and said, “I don’t want to become a prune.”

“Okay. Lets go to our room.” He looked at my funny, but apparently disregarded whatever thought that had flown into his head. We picked up our clothes and ran to our room. We jumped on our bed, and then I realized: I’d started calling ‘my’ things ‘our’ things. I put him on his back and rode his cock until I felt him shooting in my ass. We fell asleep naked, holding each other through the night.

We woke up spooning (me the little spoon.) I turned around, gave him a peck on the lips, and snuck out of the bed. It was so early, but I needed to get ready for school. He did too, but he usually wakes up later than me. Knowing that today is the last day in high school made me anxious. I was excited for the new experience but scared about the unknown.

The morning went like usual. I had my study hall when I remembered to go to Coach’s office with Phil. I used the pass Coach gave me to get out of class. I went to Etymology and said, “Principal Rowlings wants I see Phil. He says it’s extremely important.” When we were out of the room I said, “I have a surprise for you.”

We got to the office and saw the Coach’s desk with only a chest. “Looks like the surprise is mine as well,” I said to myself. The chest had a letter:

“From Mr. Heilman and Coach Ryans. We are so grateful for all of the good times you’ve shown us, Brett. We know you and Phil are meant for each other and will stay for a long time. It’s time we tell you that we, Ryans and Heilman, are lovers. Actually, we’re married. We got married right out of high school. We’ve decided to give each of you $5,000 to start of your college years right. Know that our doors are open at all times and we are here for you whenever you need for whatever you need.”

I had said I had a surprise, but it was actually Phil that had the surprise. He dug around in his pockets and then got a satisfied look on his face. He got down on one knee and said, “Do I have to say it, or do you know?”

“Yes!”

“Ye ‘you know’ or yes ‘you’ll marry me’?

“Both!”

We decided to skip the graduation ceremony and move into our apartment in California. Now we’re going to try married life in college.

Stay tuned for chapter 7.

“Okay. Here goes.” I took a deep breath before starting, my head swimming from my hammering pulse.

Henry just looked at me and smiled softly, but the smile didn’t touch his eyes. Either he was expecting the worst, or he was worried about me. I made myself believe that it was the latter.

I forced myself to continue. “My mother and father never married; they were teen parents. I was born in Kentucky to a very poor family. No siblings, no cousins, and no grandparents that I knew of. My parents were both alcoholics and weren’t very kind to me.” Saying that they weren’t very kind to me was an understatement.

My voice trailed off as Henry stood up abruptly, walked over to the large marble sculpture of Athena against the far wall, and stood facing it, his broad back to me. Noting my silence, he turned his head slightly to me and gestured for me to continue.

“I’m listening,” he said softly, half of his beautiful face cast in shadow.

“Anyway, they weren’t very kind to me; they obviously didn’t love me and blamed me for every hardship they had to endure. As if their drinking and occasional drug use didn’t ruin their lives enough,” I scoffed. I took another deep breath before revealing the rest. “I was seven when the beatings started—“

I saw a flash of white in my peripheral vision and heard the deafening crash as ancient marble met sturdy wood paneling. I covered my face to protect myself from flying shards and sank to my knees on the carpet.

After a period of stunned silence, I stood up and assessed the damage. Directly across the living room, the statue of Athena lay shattered and crumbling, it’s once lustrous glow now dimmed.

“That was from the acropolis,” I whispered, the history buff in me making an appearance.

Henry said nothing. He just stood there staring at me, his chest heaving and his face twisted with inhuman rage. His teeth curled into a snarl, revealing deceptively benign white teeth; I took an involuntary step back.

“How long did this go on?” he ground out.

I stood perfectly still. “Until I moved out. I was 16.”

His breath was slowly becoming more regular, but his rage was still apparent. “Did they ever…. touch you?”

It was the one question I had hoped he wouldn’t ask– my deepest secret. I hadn’t planned on ever telling him or anyone. “A few times,” I whispered, looking down at the floor. “They used to… sell me… to their friends whenever they needed money.”

He sucked in a sharp breath. “MY FUCKING GOD,” he roared.

I leaned against the wall and waiting for the new wave of anger to abate, my face lowered in shame.

Eventually, I felt the air stir as he crossed the room with supernatural speed. He quickly took me in his arms. “You never tried to get help? You never told anyone?”

“How could I? I was ashamed, and I would’ve been ignored. The system for dealing with abused and neglected children isn’t exactly infallible. Or efficient,” I answered. He tensed, and I could feel waves of renewed anger rolling off him.

We stood in silence for a while. “Are you okay now?” I asked.

“No,” he growled, “but I will be.”

Surprisingly, I hadn’t shed a tear. I was holding myself together very well. Several years of self-therapy clearly paid off.

“Will you promise me one thing though?” I asked.

“Anything,” he answered.

“Don’t track my parents down or anything like that. Please. It’s a part of my life that’s over now. Although I’ll carry the memory and the scars with me forever, I’ve put it behind me. Or at least tried to.”

His body tensed again. “I make no promises on that.”

“Please.” I said more firmly, reaching up and taking his face in my hands. Something in my expression clearly had an effect on him and he nodded, lowering his eyes with a sigh.

I felt drained. The mental and emotional stress had caught up with me and I was almost ready to drop. “I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.”

“I’ll be waiting for you,” he said as I extricated myself from his arms. I was hoping that he would take one with me. I needed him. And I wanted him.

I got the water so hot that it was almost burning my skin, but I didn’t care; my body needed cleansing. The memories of my past years made me feel dirty, but I quickly blocked them out. I was never gong back there again. I was safe now. I was with Henry…

A sudden noise disturbed my thoughts and I jumped. I felt two cool arms wrap around my waist from behind.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay. I thought you might need me,” Henry said softly in my ear.

“I do,” I said as I lifted his hand and kissed it.

I turned in his arms and lifted my eyes to his. I could see traces of anger in his soft grey eyes, but they were mainly filled with worry for me. “Everything’s alright now,” I said as I lifted up on my toes to kiss him. This was one of those moments where I wished I were closer to his height, instead of being a full head shorter than him.

“As long as you’re sure,” he said against my lips before my kiss cut off verbal communication completely.

This kiss was different, more primal. Before the night’s revelations, Henry had usually given me fairly chaste kisses unless I took them further. This time, though, he was in control. His hands, warmed slightly by the steamy water, settled lightly on my hips, almost as if he were afraid of breaking me.

“You don’t have to be unnecessarily gentle. I’m way tougher than I look,” I said lightly, laughing when I saw his wry smile.

“I’ll take mental notes for next time,” he growled.

“Oh, so there will be a next time? This isn’t just a rare moment of horniness?” I asked, feeling his apparent, and quite impressive, answer against my leg.

“Just be quiet and let me work my magic,” he whispered against my shoulder, giving it a VERY careful nick with his teeth.

He maneuvered me away from the spray of warm water and against the granite tile of the shower. I yelped as my skin came in contact with the glacial tile.

Henry pulled back quickly, “What happened?”

“Nothing. The wall is just really cold,” I gasped before claiming his mouth once again.

His cool hand snaked its way down my hipbone to rest against my ass, softly pinching me. He chuckled as I stifled my gasp. In return, I brought my hand up to his chest and tweaked his nipple, which elicited a groan that would make a normal person come from the mere sound of it. Feeling a bit more confident, I brought my hand down between his thighs, obviously seeking something much more important.

When my hand wrapped around his raging hard on, he groaned into my mouth and wrapped his arms tighter around me. My hand travelled slowly up and down his thick cock, feeling its coolness, which would take a little while to get used to. All too soon, he pulled my hand away.

“You were getting me too close,” he said shyly, avoiding my eyes.

He was embarrassed? Now? After what we had already done? I laughed, “Don’t be shy. I’ll try not to corrupt you too much.”

He kissed me quickly before replying, his tongue flicking against my lips, “It’s not you I’m worried about; it’s me. Right now, I want to gather you up, take you to my bed, and make love to you until you pass out with exhaustion.”

My body temperature reached an all time high. “Let’s go then,” I said desperately, heading for the shower door.

His hand wrapped around my wrist and gently pulled me back. “Not yet. I want to the anticipation to build a little more.”

“Tease,” I grumbled angrily.

He chuckled softly, “Just think how good it’ll be when the time comes, my love.”

My mind sort of froze for a minute. His love? Did that mean that he loved me? I mentally shook myself as he kissed down my cheek toward my throat once more.

I could feel the inevitable response coming, almost like a word barf. I tried to stifle it, but I couldn’t. He said it, so why couldn’t I?

“I love you,” I breathed.

Henry froze. Slowly bringing his eyes up to meet mine, he whispered, “What?”

“Um, I love you?” I said uncertainly.

His whole faced softened and I leaned into him, but almost as quickly as it appeared, the happy face vanished. He took a small step away from me. Shaking his head in disbelief, he mechanically opened the shower door, stepped out, and walked out of the bathroom totally naked.

I stood under the warm water, feeling cold as I watched the perfect male specimen walk away from me. He had shunned me. Shunned my love. What the hell was I going to do now?

He didn’t come to bed that night. Not that he needed sleep, but he would usually lay there with me and hold me until I fell asleep. His absence left me all alone with my thoughts; vile, self-deprecating thoughts, might I add. I berated myself for scaring him away with the “L word” because it was obviously too soon. His reaction had made that very clear.

But, after much deliberation, I realized that, this time, it was not my fault. He had called me “his love.” That usually entails love, right? Or was I just crazy to think that? I had put my feelings out there and he rejected them. I knew I couldn’t stay there anymore because, since he apparently didn’t return my affections, I was just a burden, someone who just hangs around annoying people.

I threw the blanket off me and began to gather my few belongings. I went to bed in sweat pants and a hoodie because I knew from the beginning that I would probably leave that night. True to fashion, I did not disappoint myself. After I had put everything in my duffle and checked the bedroom and bathroom for anything I had forgotten, I walked towards the door, but I decided to leave one last thing.

I found a notepad and pen from the nightstand and quickly scrawled out a note that read:

Thank you for everything. Saving me, looking after me, feeding me, caring for me, just…. everything. Don’t feel guilty or anything. Be happy. I wish you all the best because you certainly made me happy in the short time that I was with you.

I do love you. A lot. Promise you won’t forget me.

-Jacob

With that done, I quickly dashed the traitorous tears from my eyes and tiptoed out of the room. If I went quietly enough, he might not hear me. I immediately felt stupid. Of course he would hear me. With his supernatural hearing, he could hear my heartbeat from across the apartment.

I made it to the door before I heard Henry clear his throat behind me. I turned around quickly and saw him silhouetted against the light from his office. His hands were braced on both sides of the doorway, his broad shoulders almost blocking out the light from the room. He had on jeans and a V-neck t-shirt, which made me wonder where they came from—he was naked when I last saw him.

Smiling weakly when he lowered his head in shame, I turned to the door and reached for the knob. I could feel him walk slowly towards me, but I yanked the door open and ducked out quickly, shutting the paneled double doors firmly behind me. I felt a twinge of guilt for running, but I knew that if he touched me, I would either stay or cry, which didn’t sound appealing. Yeah, show you’re emotional instability—that’ll make him love you forever, I thought. The fact that he didn’t come after me made it even easier. It was like I could almost wipe him out of my life. I would never forget him or stop loving him, but I would act as if he were just a figment of my imagination.

I pressed the down button on the elevator quickly, willing the slow car to hurry up and reach my floor. I debated taking the stairs to expedite the process, but I would probably just fall and Henry would find me dead at the bottom of a flight of stairs. The thought of his pain at finding me dead filled me with a savage happiness, but I stifled those feelings. I was not angry at him, just hurt.

Finally, the elevator made a noise that announced its arrival, and I quickly stepped in, sinking down into the velvet settee in the corner. I caught one last glimpse of the wood paneled doors before the doors closed—the doors that lead to my happiness. Sadly, that happiness had slipped from my fingers. I brought my knees up to my chest and rested my head on them as I made me long descent to the lobby.

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This here is my dressing room. Most of the bitches who work here are jealous because I get a dressing room all to my lonesome, but those bitches need to realize that Sugga Walz has been the headliner at this club since before some of them were even shot out their daddy’s dicks.

Oh did I make you blush, you gotta excuse me baby, and Sugga does tend to have a nasty mouth. Been cussing since I was a youngin; bout the same amount of time I’ve been wearing women’s clothes. Don’t get me wrong, I ain’t one of those confused tranny bitches crying about they was born in the wrong body. I just always thought that they made better looking clothes for women. I also always loved to entertain, mix all that with being gay and what the fuck else was there for me to be in this world but a drag queen. And I am a fierce one. You saw some of them busted bitches they allowed on stage before me. Somebody oughta call the law on some of those heifers. Baby, no tea no shade, but the fate white one’s been doing drag for 12 years; tell me why her big ass don’t know how to beat her face by now. Tragic! And these bitches wonder why I’m still headlining.

I see you’re staring at my picture baby. He is phine, or should I say was. He’s been gone about five years now. A little young rough neck that my old ass had no business fucking with, so naturally I did. His name was Emanuel, but I called him Man, cause baby he was all man. He was nothing like the little sissy boys I’d gotten used to. Those guys looked hard as hell, but soon as I got them home they was begging me to put them in drag; and baby I have never been into kai kai.

Man was different. I didn’t even meet him in the club. I met him at the bank where I was cashing one of my hefty checks. As smooth as you please this sexy assed blatino boy walked up o me and asked me for my phone number. At first I thought he was fooled because let me tell ya baby Miss Sugga was serving fish. I had on my platinum bob wig, a Christian Dior black mini dress and a pair of silver Christian Louboutin red soled stilettos. My face was beat to the mother fucken max right down to my shimmering lip gloss.

“Young man,” I whispered to him not wanting to embarrass the pretty young thang. “I think you might be a bit confused by what you see.”

“Naw, I know you got a dick.” He whispered back. “It won’t even matter once you see mine.” Needless to say, I gave old boy the digits and we exchanged names. Now again I must state that my old ass had no business having the slightest bit of interest in one so young and tender, but he walked and talked like he had something mighty big betwixt his legs and my old bones were aching , aching child for a good dick down.

I know you’re probably thinking that we hooked up that night and he tore my ass out the frame; right. Wrong baby; I didn’t even see or hear from him again for almost a month. And what a miserable month it was, because I swore that I wouldn’t fuck anyone else until I’d had a roll in the hay with Emanuel. Child I was so fucking horny I’d literally wake up at night gnashing my teeth and in a cold sweat, but I wouldn’t even finger myself because I was determined that I was going to be fucked by the sexy blatino boy from the bank.

Just when I was at my wit’s end and was so damn horny I woulda fucked the devil in hell, Emanuel called my phone. Child my asshole damn near turned to water when he told me how he’d been locked up for almost a month on a probation violation and that he was staying at the motel on 21st street. Honey, I did something that night Miss Sugga had never done before or since; I left the club without doing my closing number.

When I got to his motel, room 69, no joke, he only had on a pair of grey sweat pants and a pair of white footie socks. His chest and abs were ripped like a mutha fucka. He’d grown a little stubble on his face that only served to enhance his sexiness. He didn’t waste no time feeling on my ass.

“Goddamn it is real.’ He said with the excitement of a child opening a toy on Christmas day. His hands found their way into my panties and all over my ass. My ass hadn’t been groped like that since I was sixteen, and believe me, Boo, that was a looooong time ago. He started kissing me all around my neck while he continued to run his hands all up and down and around my smooth supple ass.

He became more and more aroused as his hands explored my ass, and child let me tell ya, what was protruding in the front of those sweat pants would have made a male horse romp and stomp with jealousy. I stepped out of my skirt and panties so that he could have full access to it, also hoping that he would take off those sweat pants because I wanted to see him fully naked mighty bad. I would have to wait, because he threw me across his weed and Newport smelling bed, spread my legs apart and began to eat my ass like it was the last Krispy Kreme doughnut. His tongue was so thick and so damn deep; it was like having a dick up in me. Speaking of dicks; my own had come alive. Quiet as its kept baby, Miss Sugga has a monster cock, and though I don’t use it, encounters like that one often makes it come alive. I was so fucken hard from this pretty little boy tongue fucking the shit out of me. I erupted spraying my chest and stomach.

“Good.” He smiled. “I can use that for lube cause I’m finna go balls deep in this sweet mussy. Mussy, child that word sounded so fucken sexy coming out of his mouth, especially since he had the slight southern drawl. He stepped out of those sweat pants and Oh My Fucken God! It was so damn hard and shiny it looked varnished. The boy’s dick was a good eleven inches, and believe me; Miss Sugga has lived long enough and had enough dick to be able to tell a man’s size without having to bust out a ruler. Equally impressive was the thickness. He was about 8 inches thick. I wanted to suck it so bad, but he was ready to smash and after the way he’d licked my mussy and made me spill my milk, there was no way I could delay him any longer. He scooped the cum from my chest and stomach with the edge of his right hand and lubed his veined beast with it. I got into the doggy style position, because that’s what most guys like but he quickly maneuvered me back onto my back with my legs up.

“I told you I was going balls deep.” He reminded me. Goddamn, I had no idea his thuggish ass meant he would do it in the first thrust. Child miss Sugga went all out Banshee up in that place. That period of celibacy had me tight as a drum and his sudden ram rod was more than a girl could bear out the gate. If he’s heard my scream, it didn’t faze him. Mr. Emanuel was almost in a trance; he groped my ass and continued to push his cock all up in my guts. It could have been a disastrous experience, if I didn’t have years of cock working on my side. I knew oh to well how to slow down a speeding train. You need to listen real well to this part baby because you may find yourself in the situation Miss Sugga was in. The first thing I did was gained control by tightening my ass muscles around his dick. I clamped it so tight it restricted his ability to move in and out. The next thing I did was maneuver him onto his back and me on top. Slowly I eased up my grip, keeping it tight, but not as vise like as before, Slowly, I began to work myself on his dick, forcing him to mimic my rhythm. Once he understood that slow and steady was going to win the race, the pleasure began for both of us. When he was back on top he pumped at a more reasonable pace. His dick was so big there was no way to avoid feeling pain, but it was a good pain, because once the boy acted like he had some since, he did a mighty decent job of laying pipe. And when he’d finally become just too much for me to take, I finished him off by sucking his ginormous dick. The taste of my own ass and cum, mixed with the gaminess of his probably hadn’t been bathed in a minute cock damn near sent me over the edge and I sucked his dick like it was the last freeze pop on a summer day. His dick got harder…harder… until he went full out banshee up in there as he shot his load all over my face and chest. Goddamn his nut tasted good.

I would like to tell you that a whirlwind romance ensued after that, but it didn’t. Truth be told we never saw or spoke to each other again. The very next day he got hit by a car and killed trying to run from the police. Sad.

Oh, you want to know how I got his picture. I’m a drag queen baby, you know we steal shit. Soon as he fell asleep I went through his wallet. Poor baby ain’t have nothing but some pictures of his family, this picture and an ID. I took this picture and I’m damn glad I did, because though he wasn’t the absolute best fuck I’d ever had, he was pretty damn close, and since I don’t remember what the best looked like , it’s good to have an image of the one who came close.

I can’t say that I love him. I didn’t really know him, but me and my mussy will never forget him. Maybe that doe make him the best.

Anyway, child, just watch who you hang with and watch how you carry or burry a bone in this place. Miss Sugga’s done told you a lot and I don’t expect to hear it back out none of these bitches’ mouths. Run along now, Miss Sugga’s got to do her makeup, and I absolutely do not share my makeup tips. Good luck tonight baby, and have a good first show.

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On the trip home from the mall, I opted to keep silent while Jesse drove. I could tell that he was curious as to what happened in the exchange between Brendan and I but I wasn’t about to budge. My whole mind was a blur. I couldn’t think straight.

Brendan was my first love and he always will be. But I loved Theo now. Brendan had his shot and that was the end of it. Well, that’s how I wish it would be. Simple.

We finally got home from what seemed like an endless car trip when in reality it was 10 minutes tops and I dashed up to my bedroom.I looked at my bed and the images of Brendan and I sleeping together and making love on it invaded my mind. I laid down and shut my eyes and attempted to shut my mind, but it was impossible.

‘Rayney, are you alright?’

Jesse walked in and sat at the end of my bed with a concerned expression on his face.

‘I’m fine,’ I lied.

‘What happened? Did he hurt you?’

‘No,’ I said. He had already hurt me enough. ‘We just talked and it was… strange.’

‘How was it strange? Talk to brother Jesse.’

‘Well, I just hadn’t expected to see him and wasn’t ready for it. It was strange.’

‘Do you still have feelings for him, Rayne?’

I didn’t bother replying to that and looked away from the penetrating gaze of my brother.

‘You do, don’t you?’

‘Is that bad?’ I said, automatically thinking of my loving boyfriend Theo at home.

‘No, it’s not bad,’ said Jesse reassuringly, ‘you didn’t exactly get closure on your break up with him. It’s completely normal to still have feelings for him, especially after everything you two have been through together.’

‘What should I do?’

‘Talk to him. I suggest you get everything off your chest, talk to him, and maybe you’ll get some sort of clarity on the situation and hopefully you can move on with Theo.’

Jesse smiled at me and I was so thankful for having the best brother in the world. I thanked him for his advice and excused myself so I could call Brendan. My heart was pounding as the phone began to dial and my heart stopped as Brendan picked up.

‘Hello? Rayne?’

‘Hi Brendan, how are you?’

‘I’m good. How are you?’

‘Swell. Listen, I really want to… I really have to talk to you. We need to talk. Can we meet up tonight?’

‘Sure. Wanna go for a bite to eat?’

I mulled this thought over in my head and thought it was too date-y for two people just to ‘talk’, but Brendan insisted that that was the least he could do.

‘Cool,’ he replied after I had finally agreed to it, ‘I’ll pick you up at 7’.

And he was on time as usual. He looked so handsome in his casual short sleeve button up shirt and jeans while I opted for an even more casual look with a black v-neck tee and denim shorts.

‘Hi Rayne,’ he said with an awkward smile.

He looked at me and stretched his hand out after an awkward exchange of glances; I knew we were better than that so I wrapped my arms around him and inhaled the sweet scent of Brendan that I had missed so much.

‘You ready?’ he whispered, my touch seemingly making him uncomfortable.

I followed him into his car and the whole entire trip was silent; I dared to look at him out of the corner of my eye and it seemed as if he was doing the same.

I followed Brendan into our old favourite restaurant and I saw that he had reserved “our” table, a sweet touch to our “talk” meeting.

‘So, what’s on your mind?’ Brendan asked me after we had ordered our meals.

‘Well, I had a talk with Jesse and…’ I hesitated. I didn’t know how I was going to word this.

‘Are you okay?’ Brendan asked me, his eyes making me feel all warm inside.

‘He thought we should have a talk, as in the talk. He thinks I need clarity.’

I could see in Brendan’s eyes that there was a glimmer of hope that had just shattered and I wanted nothing more than to reach out and brush the side of his face with my hand.

‘I’m sorry,’ he mumbled, ‘I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you through.’

I couldn’t muster up any kind of reply so I simply smiled back at him.

‘After what happened in Perth, I sought help. I went to an alcoholics anonymous group and it has really helped. I’ve been sober for nearly 6 months and my life has been incredible because of it.’

‘Really? That’s great Brendan!’

Brendan smiled and looked away and I looked away from him. Our conversation had gotten off to a good start but we had hit a road block.

‘Can we just put all of our cards on the table?’ suggested Brendan.

‘Sure,’ I said, relieved to have the stalemate silence broken.

‘Are you happy?’ he asked me.

‘I am.’

‘Good. I am happy that you are happy.’ Brendan paused and sighed before he continued. ‘I can make you happy, I know I can. Rayne, I’m not holding back… I love you. I always have and I have loved you every day since we first got together and I have loved you more with each day. After we had broken up, I thought I could get over you but I can’t and I have still loved you since then.’

My heart stopped. I couldn’t believe he was saying this to me.

‘Rayne Marshall, I love you and I will not stop loving you. You bring out the best in me and I feel happy when I’m with you. I feel like a better man when I’m around you.’

‘Brendan…’

‘Rayne, I love you. I have never stopped loving you, not for one second.’

A tear fell out of my eye and Brendan reached over and caught it before it could hit the ground.

‘I have to go,’ I said.

I slid out of my chair and headed for the exit. I managed to get out of the door before Brendan’s hand gripped my shoulder to stop me.

‘Brendan, please,’ I cried.

‘Do you love me, Rayne?’ he asked.

I looked away and tried to escape but Brendan wasn’t having any of it.

‘Rayne, do you love me?’ he repeated himself.

I looked down at the ground as tears rolled down my face.

‘Yes,’ I admitted, ‘I have never stopped loving you either.’

‘Does he make you happy?’ he asked in reference to Theo.

‘He does,’ I whispered.

‘I can make you happy as well. Just like you bring the good out of me, I know I can bring the good out of you,’ he said.

He put his hand under my jaw and tilted my head up so I was looking at him.

‘Say it,’ he said, ‘say you love me.’

‘I…’ I couldn’t do it.

‘Say it,’ he insisted.

‘I love you Brendan. I really do. I need to get out of here.’

I got out of Brendan’s grip and ran away, I didn’t know where but I just ran and I was happy that Brendan wasn’t going to stop me. I found a seat and sat down and buried my head in my hands.

Who was I trying to kid?

I was still in love with Brendan Thatcher.

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‘Damn it’ I said to myself as yet another car drove past. Does not even a uniform get you picked up anymore? I had just got a four week leave from the marines and was hitch-hiking home to see my dad. I had made it to only 50 miles away from my home town but it was getting late and fewer and fewer cars were passing by. I made a decision to just stay in a motel for the night and finish my journey tomorrow; the only problem was I could not see a motel anywhere near.

I didn’t really know where I was in this town and so I picked a direction to walk in and hoped that would find me something. After walking for about 10 minutes I finally came across ‘Tony’s motel’ which looked fine and was obviously busy as there were a lot of cars in the lot.

‘Hey, how much is a room?’ I asked a big, kinda scary looking tattooed guy.

‘$50 for a night but you can get a membership and it will be cheaper’

‘Just the night is fine, I’m just passing through’ I replied, why would anyone want a motel membership?

‘Ok, are you military?’

‘Yes sir, Marines’

‘Well you can have it for $40’

‘I appreciate that, thank you’

‘No problem, a lot of military pass through here and give me a lot of business’ I paid the man my money and he gave me a key, directing me to my room.

‘I think you’re gonna enjoy your stay’

‘Haha thanks’ I said as I made my way to my room. I passed a couple of guys who smiled at me and winked, which I thought was kind of strange before I arrived at my room. The room wasn’t too bad, I had stayed in worse, the bed was big and there was a nice bathroom. On the table next to the bed there was big folder giving information on all the motel facilities. I picked up and was surprised to what else the motel had; there was a pool, steam room, hot tub and bar.

I thought I might as well make the most of what they had, especially as it wasn’t that late yet so I grabbed my towel and some shorts I could use to swim in. I decided to go via the bar and get a beer that I could take with me in the hot tub. There were a few other guys sat at small tables around the bar but I went straight up and ordered a beer.

‘You military too?’ I spun around to see another guy in uniform sat at the bar.

‘Yes, Marines, you?

‘Army, I’m Kody by the way’ He stuck out his hand which I shook.

‘Nick’

‘So this is a pretty cool place, it’s nice to let loose a little don’t ya think?’ He asked.

‘Um I guess so, It’s nice the motel has a bar’ I replied.

‘Come on man, you know what I mean’ he laughed.

‘No not really’

‘So you don’t know what this place is?’

‘A motel’

‘Well come and find me when you work it out’ He said and got up and left, leaving me puzzled at his comments. I remained at the bar, drinking my beer in silence. I ordered another one and decided to head out and try the hot tub. There was a small locker room next to the pool where I quickly took off my uniform and pulled on my shorts. I headed back out to the hot tub where there were already 2 guys in there, talking to each other.

‘Mind if I join you?’ I asked.

‘Sure but you gotta lose the shorts’ one of them replied in a deep voice.

‘What?’ I would have normally thought he was joking but he sounded dead serious.

‘Look at the sign, nude only policy’ he continued and I turned to see a big sign stating: ‘NO SWIMWEAR IN HOT TUB. NUDE ONLY’.

‘Even if there are women?’

‘Not much risk of that’ he replied and they both laughed looking around at each other.

I decided to follow along with the rules and pulled my shorts down, revealing my flaccid cock. I knew they were all watching me but I wasn’t embarrassed as I had spent the last 2 years surrounded my other men. I slowly sank into the warm water, took a sip from my beer and began to relax. However my rest was not long-lasting as I soon learned that if you were in the tub you were made to join the conversation.

I introduced myself and learned who the other men were; Sam who was 35 and Jim who was 44. They all seemed pretty cool guys and we had a lot to talk about, especially sport.

‘So you’re military’ Jim asked.

‘Yes, marines. How did you know that?’

‘I can tell by your hair and also by the tags around your neck’

‘Oh yeah’ I laughed.

‘Bet your horny all the time, surrounded by all that testosterone’ Sam joined in.

‘Well I guess most men are’ I replied not sure what he was implying by the question.

‘I reckon we could help you out with that’ Jim said and placed his hand high on my thigh.

‘What the fuck, man?’ I jumped away at his touch.

‘Come on wasn’t this what you were wanting coming to a place like this?’

‘This isn’t just a motel is it?’ A sudden realisation dawned over me and I realised how dumb I had been. It was obviously a gay motel where men came for sex.

‘No, it’s not’ Jim smiled at me.

‘Damn’

‘Well are you going to make the most of the situation, all these men want to please you and when was the last time you got laid?’ He replaced his hand on my leg, this time I didn’t flinch and he began to rub up and down.

‘I can’t even remember’ I replied, which was the truth. My cock was beginning to respond to his touch and was slowly beginning to stiffen.

‘Well you can either go back to your room or let us provide you with the most satisfying sex you will ever have’

‘I’ve never done anything like this before but I have heard dudes give better blowjobs’

‘Oh we do, let me prove it’

Jim beckoned me to sit on the edge if the tub and pulled my lower body out if the water, revealing my now rock hard 8 inches. I’m not quite sure why I was going along with it but the couple of beers had reduced by inhibitions and hell, I was kind of curious and how many times would I have an opportunity like this? Jim slowly pumped my dick before taking it in his mouth and in one motion took it all down his throat.

‘Oh fuck’ I moaned.

‘The chicks aren’t quite as good as this are they? Sam asked as he came over.

‘Fuck no, no one has ever taken it all the way like that’

Sam sat next to me and began to suck on my nipple, a ripple of pleasure shot through me. I never knew my nipples were so sensitive and I moaned even louder as Jim expertly worked on my dick. I was having so much pleasure I hadn’t noticed the man standing behind me until his dick slapped me in the face.

‘What the fuck?’ I turned to see Kody, the army guy I met in the bar earlier.

‘You finally figured out what this place is?’

‘Looks like it’

‘You wanna help me out?’ He asked slapping his dick against my face again.

‘I’ve never done that before’

‘First time for everything’ he smiled.

I don’t know why but I stuck out my tongue and licked across the head, getting a taste of his salty precum. I guess I was kind of curious to try and when was I gonna get another chance like this? So I opened my mouth wide and Kody slid his cock into me. I gagged a little as he tried to push his fat dick down my throat but I soon managed to accommodate him and was now happily sucking his cock.

There was something quite erotic about it and I was actually enjoying it, it was a bit like eating pussy but also totally different. Kody was moaning loudly with his hand on my head, gently pushing me further onto his cock. Jim and Sam were both now working on my cock and balls and I knew I was going to blow my load very soon.

My balls contracted and I felt my load shoot out my cock and into a nice warm mouth. I was so into my own orgasm I had hardly realised that the dick in my mouth was releasing a load down my throat until I felt something hit the back of my throat. I quickly pulled back and the rest of his cum hit my face but most of it was in my mouth.

‘Don’t waste it man’ Kody said.

He shocked me by crouching and down and licking the cum off my face and then in leaned in to kiss me. I didn’t kiss me back for a moment but soon let his tongue enter and we shared the cum in my mouth and I found I actually kind of liked the taste. I saw him swallow as we broke the kiss so I followed him and did the same.

‘Thanks man, maybe I’ll see you later’ Kody said and left.

‘How was that?’ I turned to see Sam and Jim stood next to me, smiling and pumping their hard dicks.

‘I’m not sure, I don’t even know how that happened’

‘I think you need to try it again then’

They walked even closer to me offering me their cocks, I grabbed both of them and started to jerk them before leaning in and taking Jim’s fat dick in my mouth. I hungrily sucked on his for a moment before switching over to Sam’s and then alternating between the two. I can’t believe I was actually enjoying sucking theses dude’s dicks and I even tried to take them both in my mouth at the same time; playing with their cock heads.

‘Oh shit, I’m gonna cum’ Jim growled as he grabbed the back of my head, holding me down onto his dick, unleashing his load down my throat which I quickly swallowed. Sam then grabbed my head and forced me down onto his cock as it spewed its big load into me. I cleaned the cum off both the dicks, savouring the taste before swallowing it down.

‘Damn, I think you liked it’ Sam laughed as he pulled away.

‘I guess I did’ I replied, kind of shocked at what had happened.

‘Alright we gotta go, but you have fun tonight’ Jim said, putting his arm around Sam and they walked off together.

I stood up and decided to go to the steam room, a place where I hoped I could have a quiet sit down and think to myself. My dick was still rock hard even though I had already cum but I tried to ignore it as I thought about what had happened, I let a guy suck me off, I had sucked 3 dicks and eaten cum but the weirdest thing I was I didn’t feel ashamed or disgusted, I thought it was fucking hot.

However, my plans for a quiet sit down were quickly changed when I opened the steam room door. Inside were at least 10 other guys, all involved in some kind of sex, some were just sucking each other but others were also fucking. A big bodybuilder in front of me, who I later found out was called Jason, had his face buried between a guy’s cheeks and it looked like he was eating his ass hole, but when he heard me enter he quickly stood up.

‘You the virgin?’ He asked.

‘How do you know that?’

‘News travels fast around here’

‘I can tell’

‘You want to fuck your first man ass?’

‘Ummmmm…’

‘Come on man, you know you want to. You’ve already sucked dick’

‘Ok, sure’ I replied, kind of a little shocked that he already knew what had happened but he was right, I did want to try it.

‘Ok well you gotta eat what you’re gonna fuck first’

‘Umm ok’

I crouched down behind the ass in front of me and I realised it belonged to Kody, who smiled at me and pulled his legs up to reveal his hole. It looked inviting but I wasn’t sure what to do so I stuck my tongue out tentatively licked across his ass. His hole felt nice on my tongue and the manly smell was arousing so I lapped across his ass again.

‘Come on man, eat his fucking hole.’ Jason said and pushed the back of my head deep between Kody’s cheeks. This time I slathered my tongue around his ass and poked it at his hole. I knew I was doing it right when Kody began moaning loudly and the other man kept encouraging me. His ass actually tasted fucking nice and I was loving eating his hot manhole.

‘Yeah man, now fuck me’ Kody moaned and I pulled away from his ass. I stood behind him and lined my cock up with ass and began to push against his hole, but nothing happened.

‘You gotta push it in harder, it’s not like pussy. He can take it, he’s a real man.’ Jason told me.

I grabbed Kody’s hips and pushed even harder against his ass, this time I felt the muscle give way and my cock entered his man hole. Kody let out a yell as I slowly pushed deeper into him and I couldn’t tell if it was from pleasure or from pain but as soon as my balls slapped his ass he begged me to fuck him. I had never fucked anything as tight and warm and it felt like his hole was milking my cock, it was gonna take a lot of control not to blow my load right away.

I started to pound harder and harder, as Kody moaned like a bitch telling me to fuck him harder and faster. I knew he was loving it as his cock was rock hard and leaking, without anyone touching it and it was hot to see his tags bouncing around his neck as I pounded him. I suddenly felt his ass clench and saw his dick shoot a load all over his well-defined abs, the feeling around my dick was just too good and I moaned loudly as I filled his ass with warm cum.

‘Yeah load my ass’ Kody moaned as I shot rope after rope inside him.

When I finished I slowly pulled out, revealing a cummy mess that Jason quickly bent down and cleaned up. He licked my all the cum off my cock before pushing his face into Kody’s ass, lapping up the cum that was running out. I was taken aback when he then got up and kissed Kody, giving him a taste of the cum straight from his ass.

‘You wanna try it now?’ Jason asked as he stood up.

‘Oh yeah’ I replied. I was a bit shocked at how quickly I replied but it was true, I wanted to get fucked. I guess I was caught up in the moment but I had seen how much Kody enjoyed it and I knew it felt good when girls had pushed their finger in there.

‘Alright, you didn’t need much persuasion this time’ He laughed, ‘Come with me, popping your cherry needs a bigger audience’

We left the steam room and I followed Jason back to the bar, however it now looked totally different than before. There must have been over 50 guys all engaged in some kind of sexual activity, there were sex slings now up and I saw a guy with an half an arm up his ass. There was also some guys in the corner pissing all over each other and swallowing it down. Jason beckoned me to lie down on my back on a bench, and pull my legs up to reveal my hole.

‘Guys I got a first timer here’ Jason announced and a few guys looked up before coming over.

‘I think as the owner, I get to go first’ A big tattooed guy stepped over and I recognised him as the guy from the desk when I came in.

‘Ok Tony, as long as I get to go next’ Jason said and stood aside.

‘I knew you were going to enjoy it here’ Tony smiled at me before dropping down and putting his face in my ass.

‘Oh shit’ I moaned as he began to eat my ass. It felt so fucking good I was whimpering in pleasure his tongue prodded my hole, getting it to open up. My cock was still real hard even though I had already cum twice tonight and precum started to pour out when I felt a finger penetrate. His finger managed to reach a spot that made me feel so fucking good and a second finger made it feel even better. Tony gradually parted my hole by pulling his fingers apart, making it easier for his tongue to penetrate inside me. He eagerly lapped at my insides as my cock leaked even more and more precum.

‘I think this fine muscle ass is ready for a good fucking’ Tony said as he pulled away and stood up.

‘Go easy on me, I’ve never done this before’

‘Don’t worry stud’

Tony grabbed his dick and aimed it at my ass and for the first time I got a view of how big it was. I would say it was at least 8 inches and pretty fat, I knew it was gonna hurt as he pushed against my hole.

‘Oh fuuuuuck’ I yelled as he cock head popped through.

‘Someone put something in his mouth to keep him quiet’

I felt a cock slap across my face and I quickly opened my mouth to let in. I tried to concentrate on sucking the dick to distract from the pain as Tony slowly slid into me.

‘Alright you’ve got it all’ he said and I felt his balls whack my ass cheeks. ‘You ready to get fucked now?’

I tried to respond and tell him to take it slow but unfortunately the cock in my mouth meant that all that could be heard was a muffled moan.

‘I’ll take that as a yes’ Tony laughed and began to pump in and out my ass.

I started to moan loudly as he picked his rhythm up, getting faster and faster. It was actually starting to feel good, there was something inside that sent a shiver of pleasure through me every time as his dick rubbed against it. I suddenly heard Tony groan and felt him slam hard into me. I realised he was cumming inside my ass felt his cock pulse and his load hit my insides.

‘Damn, I wish I could have lasted longer but that tight virgin ass was too fucking good’ he said as he pulled out.

‘My turn now’ I heard Jason say and felt another cock plunge into me.

The rest of the evening continued like this, once one guy shot his load in me, another would quickly take his place. They would rotate between my mouth as well, making me get their cocks ready for fucking or cleaning it off after they had fucked me, which I gladly did. I guessed I got fucked by at least 10 guys and each one of them shot a load inside me.

After the final guy pulled out of me, I looked up and saw it was Kody. By now my cock was so hard and aching to shoot a another load. A puddle of precum had formed between my abs I was so horny.

‘Let me take care of that for you’ he said and crouched down, taking my dick straight down his throat. It didn’t take long for me to cum and he took it all in his mouth. He then went down to my ass and cleaned up all the cum that was running out my asshole. Afterwards he came up to me and I knew what was coming as his face came towards mine. We kissed passionately sharing the load between us before we both swallowed.

‘So I guess you figured out what this place is’ Kody laughed as we broke apart.

‘I guess I did’

‘But the important question is did you enjoy it?’

‘Put it this way, I’ll definitely be back’

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Taking the big one I had always dreamed of having a huge cock up my ass. The biggest I had before was about nine and a half inches. Then I met Samuel. He was hung like a horse. When he was hard he was twelve inches long and thick as a beer bottle. And did he ever know how to fuck. He could bring unbelievable sensations of pure pleasure to me. And he was quite good looking too. He had wavy blonde hair and a nice six Pac too. Here is a picture of him and his huge cock. He knew he had a pleasure tool that could satisfy my every lustful fantasy. I met him a few weeks ago . He was jogging in the local park and I could see his man rod swinging in his sweat pants. I was at the time sitting on the park bench at the side of the pathway. I couldn’t help but stare at his crotch and the huge basket he showed. Well I guess I stared a bit too long because he came to a stop and approached me. The sun was low in the horizon as it was early morning. As he strode towards me I could see his cock in his sweatpants. The sun was behind him and it showed the silhouette of his hanging pole. I looked at it again. Then I looked up into his face. He had a big smile on his face and his Blue/Green eyes twinkled as he looked at me.

When he reached me he spoke out in a hot sexy deep baritone voice. “Hey there, it seems that you found something that you like. You want to come back to my house and have a closer look? I think you will like what you see.”

HE reached down with his hand and tugged on his crotch fluffy it up a bit. He stuck out his other hand to shake mine and said “The name is Trevor, pleased to meet you.”

I eagerly took a hold of his hand and shook it replying to him, “I’m Dex, and yes I would love to come back to your place and get a closer look at your package.”

Trevor pulled me up out of the bench and put his arm around my shoulder and led me down the path towards his house. He was a bit taller than my five foot ten inches. He was about six foot tall. It felt great to his masculine arm around me. His touch sent tingles throughout my body. It only took about ten minutes to reach his place. When we got there he opened the front door and ushered me in. Then after he closed the door behind us he spun me around and planted a big kiss on my mouth. His tongue parted my lips and he began to tongue wrestle with me. I loved it. He dropped his hands to my butt and squeezed it affectionately. After a few moments he stopped the romantic kiss and led me over to the couch. Then he reached down and dropped his sweatpants to the floor, opened his plaid shirt to expose his fine chest and then sat on the edge of the couch with his cock dangling down in front of him. It looked magnificent.

“Can I touch it Trevor? Feel and fondle it.” I pleaded of him

“Sure go for it dude, Play with my dick and get it nice and hard.” Trevor told me.

I went over to him and gentle took the throbbing pole in my hand. It was glorious. The excitement was building up in me. I could hardly believe my luck of meeting this hung stallion. Then Trevor lay back on the couch and told me to Taste him. I obeyed him immediately. I climbed on the couch over top of him and planted my mouth on the tip of his cock. Damn it was big. I could hardly rap my mouth around it. I took as much as I could into my throat and Trevor let out a low moan of pleasure> I slurped and sucked his growing cock; it just kept getting bigger and bigger. Finally it was at its full girth of twelve long hard inches. I sucked him as best as I could. But he was so big. I was almost gagging. Then Trevor bade me to stand up and strip for him. I obeyed him.

When I stood before him totally nude he looked up and down my body admiring it. He nodded his head and spoke out, “You sure are in fine shape Dex. Turn around I want to see your firm butt.”

I obliged him and turned around with my back towards him. Then I bent over and put my hands to my butt cheeks and spread them exposing my tight hole.

“Nice, Nice” Trevor remarked. “I think I will enjoy using that pretty little hole of yours. You think you can take this man rod up that fuck chute of yours?”

“I can certainly try. I’ve never had as big as you before but I am very willing to give it a go. “I eagerly answered him with anticipation.

He patted the seat beside him and urged me to sit down . I went back to the couch and sat down beside him. I could feel the heat and warmth of his manly body next to me.

Trevor then said, “Let’s get high. He reached into the drawer of the small table at the end of the couch and took out a big fat joint. He lit it and took a puff then handed it to me. I imitated him and took a long drag of it. Wow this was good stuff. Trevor was running his hand up and down my back. I was trembling with excitement.

When we finished the joint my head was spinning and I was really high. I felt good.

Then Trevor gently pushed me down onto the couch on my back. He reached into the drawer again and took out a bottle of poppers saying to me, “Here sniff these, it should help you to take my cock easier.

He handed them to me and then I took s few deep sniffs. As my head started to spin more I raised my legs up in the air and spread my hole inviting him to come on in. He Reached into the drawer again and took out a tube of KY lubricating jelly. He uncapped it and placed it against my ass entrance. He pushed in about 2 inches and then squeezed out some of the gel. My ass filled up with it. Then he put the tube back on the table and reached between my legs with one of his hands. His finger found my fuck channel. And he inserted it in right up to above the knuckle. I was quivering with enjoyment. Then he pushed in another finger to open me up a bit more he spread them and twirled them around inside of me. Next in went the last two fingers. He had all four of them in my butt. He spread them wide apart getting me listened up. Getting me ready for his huge cock. He had them inside me to about four inches, twisting and turning bringing me all kinds of pleasure.

Finally he smiled down at me and said, “I think that your ass is ready for my cock, it’s all nice a lubed and warm. Do you want my cock now?”

“Oh yes Sir Trevor. Please take me, I am yours. Make me your fuck toy. ” I begged him with earnest. Then Trevor pulled out his fingers and I took another couple of sniffs of the poppers. He placed the bulging head of his cock against my now moist asshole and then without hesitation started to push it in. I thought he would rip me apart but I was so excited I hardly noticed the bit of pain as he entered me. Slowly but steadily he pushed his cock in me going deeper and deeper. Spread my ass wider than it had ever been stretched before. HE didn’t stop until his massive balls were lying against my ass cheeks. HE was all the way in. I was in heaven it felt so good.

“Are you Ok?” Trevor inquired of me.

“Oh yes, Trevor, I feel great. Your cock belongs in me. Please use my hole. Fuck me like a dog in heat. Fuck me hard. Please.” I pleaded. A Trevor then pulled his cock almost all the way out to the tip and then he rammed it back in. HE did this over and over again. He was stretching my hole to the limit. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. His big balls were slapping hard against my ass cheeks as he thrust with all his power. I was becoming his fuck toy. I wanted nothing more than to serve this stud.

He had a lot of stamina. He just kept fucking me for a good hour; I never wanted it to end. Then he switched tactics.

He pulled his cock completely out of my ass and rolled me over onto my knees so he could fuck me doggy style.

My asshole stayed wide open for him. He just leaned forward put his hands on my hips and entered me easily. He was plunging deep inside of me. Pulling all the way out and then ramming back in. Over and over again. Another hour went by. He was sweating profusely and it was dripping and splashing all over my back. I was in total ecstasy. Then he let out a deep man roar and exclaimed in his hot sexy baritone voice, “Oh fucking damn, Dex I am going to shoot my load. Take my sweet ambrosia. And with one final deep plunge he rammed to the hilt and his cock started to vibrate and pulsate in my bowels. Then he shot. It felt like bullets HE just kept gushing, filling me up with his hot sweet juices. He came in buckets and it was running out my ass and dripping down my legs. His cock was all the while pulsating deep inside of me. Then I too began to shoot my load. Orgasms of pure delight traveled throughout my body. It was truly glorious.

Then Trevor collapsed on top of me with his man cock still deep inside me. We lay that way for a long time, both of us panting trying to catch our breath. Then Trevor pulled out of me and lay nestled against me with his arms wrapped around me. I was so content.

He nibbled on my ear and whispered, “Dex that was wonderful. You have one hell of a nice ass. I hope I will get to use it again.”

I reached down to my ass and felt my hole, it was still wide open. He had made me a Fuck toy. I stuck one of my fingers inside and felt the moist cum filled channel.

“Are you kidding Trevor, I have never been fucked like that before, it was truly stupendous. My ass now belongs to you. Anytime you want it, it is yours for the taking. I will never be the same. Your huge cock has possessed me. I have become yours and yours alone. No one else will ever satisfy me like you have. Please be my mate.” I begged him endearingly.

Trevor tilted his head back and let out a loud joyful laugh. “Yes Dex, you are mine. Your ass is mine. I am never going to let you go.”

Then with his arms still around me went fell asleep. Content in each other’s embrace. A new life had started for me. I at last was complete.

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The first dorm on your right houses a husky italian jock, and a slim, but athletic black boy. The black boy wakes up, rubbing his eyes. He adjusts his semi-hard dick beneath a pair of plaid boxers, looking over to see his roommate still sleeping. He quietly gets out of bed and you see his thick hardon protruding from the opening in his boxers. He tucks it back in, but it’s pressing against the opening still. He grabs a towel, and wraps it around his waist, grabbing a nylon drawstring bag, and leaving the dorm, headed toward the stairs. He walks up the stairwell, and enters the 2nd story. Just inside the 2nd story is the shower room. He enters, seeing that no one is around, taking off the towel, revealing his morning wood beneath the plaid boxers. He stops and listens, slowly pushing the boxers down, and entering a shower stall to his left. He turns the water on, draping his towel over the bar, and opening the nylon bag, retrieving shower gel and shampoo He steps under the shower, setting the items on the floor. He begins to wet his entire body, closing his eyes, and leaving his dick to stand straight out from him.

Meanwhile, his roommate wakes in the dorm below, rubbing his eyes, and looking at his phone. He glances over to see his roommate has left already. He looks at his phone again, and kicks his legs up, to reveal a chiseled, and perfectly hairy torso. He is also wearing boxers, and there is a clear outline of a massive Italian dick. He looks up, seeing that the dorm door is ajar, jumps down out of bed, and closes the door, locking it. He quickly jumps back up into his bed, and slips his boxers down. He is hairy, thick, and uncut. He starts to slowly jack his thick uncut dick, running his left hand through his tousled hair, flexing his arms as he does. He speeds up his actions, and reaches under his pillow, retrieving a cum towel. He drapes it loosely over his hairy abs, and quickens his strokes, exploding in a massive cumshot, quickly darkening the cloth over his abs. He hurriedly wipes up the mess and jumps out of his bed, tucking his cum towel under his pillow. He unlocks the door, and opens is slightly. He adjusts his dick comfortably between his legs, while he rummages for some fresh boxers and a tee shirt. He grabs a plastic bag, towel, and a pair of jeans, and walks out into the hall, letting his dick swing freely beneath the plaid boxers. Dark drops appear in the inner legs of the boxers, as he is still leaking cum. He goes out into the stairwell and heads up to the showers on the 2nd floor.

The black boy is covered in shower gel, and rubs the oily suds all over his body, careful not to touch his dick. He has already shampooed and is working the gel into his neck and underarms. He rinses off, and squirts a drop into his right palm, reaching down, and taking hold of his large, thick meaty dick. He slowly starts to jerk, being careful to listen for other shower goers. He’s accustomed to taking his time, but realizes he is not in a private place, and hurries his speed. He feels the rush of orgasm, and reaches up to hold onto the hot shower head. He leans his head back, letting the water pour over his face and down his chest, and shoots his load against the tiled wall, holding his breath as to not let out a peep. He continues jacking, as he tilts his head down and opens his eyes, watching his hand move back and forth over his shiny, thick rod. He sees the splatter of jizz on the tiles, and splashed water at it, watching his cum run slowly down the tiles, and to the floor, circling the drain, and disappearing down the piping. He relaxes his body, and allows the water to soothe over him. He slowly turns to turn the water off, and steps out, toweling himself off just inside the cubicle. He sees a shadow walk past, and the opening and closing of a curtain door just a few feet away .He wraps his towel around his body, closing the nylon drawstring bag, and heads back downstairs.

The italian enters the showers, and hears the familiar rhythm of water being splashed by a jerking hand. He smirks and leans against the wall just inside the door, imagining what it must be like to be caught jacking. He gets a tingling feeling and feels his dick start to rise. He instinctively looks over his shoulder, to see if anyone is behind him. The coat is clear and he turns around, listening for the giveaway. He hears the splashing increase and then nothing. He smirks again and walks around the corner, stopping at a mirror to see if he needs to shave or not. He’s got a 5 o’clock shadow, but decides he’ll save time and just shower this morning. He hears the water turn off, and quickly makes his way down the row of showers, to not be obvious. He walks past the first stall on the left, glancing briefly through the curtain opening, to see his roommate toweling off. He chooses a stall just a few feet up the row, and opens the curtain stepping in. He closes the curtain behind him, realizing he now has a full on boner. He pulls his boxers off, stepping into the shower cubicle and turns on the water, feeling the blast of cold, an practically jumping at the shock. He likes the cold water against his dick, and feels the urge to jack off again. He reaches down, and starts to jerk his loose skin over his hard shaft, quickly feeling the rise of an orgasm, as his foreskin glides up and over his head. He moans quietly, and leans back against the wall, feeling the pulsating water hit directly over his foreskin covered head. The vibration sends him over the edge and he cums into the stream of cool water. He slumps down, almost losing his balance, continuing to pump cum into the downward stream of water, watching white blobs of cum swirl down into the drain. He regains his posture, and continues to wash off, shampooing his thick locks, and running the suds through his body hair, and down over his muscles. He feels the water warm, and relaxes, allowing the fountain of warmth to envelope him. He closes his eyes, and relaxes, as he hears the sounds of voices walking into the shower room…

2nd dorm to your right is a red headed marketing major. He’s hefty, with freckled white skin, and a beer belly. He prefers to sleep in the nude, but since coming to college, has resorted to commando with pajama pants. His roommate is on the swim team, and a quiet journalist major with tan skin and jet black hair, that hangs at the base of his neck and falls in his face. He wears thick black frames, and has a soul patch of shiny black hair under his thick bottom lip. He’s native american and hispanic, with a typical swimmer’s build, and practically hairless, except for a shadow of razor trimmed pubic hair, which surrounds his long, thick, pierced dick. His girlfriend had persuaded him to get the piercing, although he liked taking it out when they fucked. He was a great swimmer, and adopted the nickname Sly, since he made quick and sneaky recoveries during meets. He didn’t mind the red head as a roommate, although he always heard him jacking off at night, and wished there was a way to hint to him that he was too loud for a shared room. This morning, he decides will be his time to teach the red head a lesson.

He glances over, watching the heaving belly of white freckled skin move up and down. There was the slight giveaway of morning wood beneath the striped sheets, and the redhead always slept with a pillow over his face. The Hispanic Indian turns toward the wall, and waits for signs of the redhead waking. He hears a snort, and mumbling, along with a yawn, and reaches down to take hold of his prepped cock. He didn’t sleep with the piercing in, and always enjoyed the feeling of his fingertips along the stubble of pubes surrounding his shaft. He starts to stroke slowly, just lightly rustling the sheets, enough to make it obvious, but not entirely awkward. He hears nothing from the other side of the room, and continues to stroke himself under the sheets. It feels so good, he actually forgets about the chubby redhead across the room. He glances down, seeing the sheets flapping open to reveal his massive dick being jerked by hand. He closes his eyes and lets out a brief moan. He hears rustling from across the room, and a grunt. He glances over his shoulder, seeing the redhead watching him from across the room. He stops and questions him. “How long have you been watching?” “Just now, s-s-sorry dude.” “Man, it’s fine, I hear you jackin all the time. Dude we gotta figure out a schedule or somethin.” The redhead doesn’t say anything, and the Hispanic Indian jumps down out of his bed, holding his hand over his crotch, knowing there’s no way to completely conceal himself. He sees the redhead’s eyes shift up and down his body, and he kind of enjoys it. He walks over to his dresser, and grabs the towel from the hook beside it, wrapping it tightly around his body. He finds his shampoo and shower gel, and says “brb” as he walks out into the hall. He runs into the redneck from the dorm across the hall, who is also headed toward the showers, with a tank top and jeans on, towel and toiletries in hand. They greet and talk about their 2:30 class they have together, and head on up to the shower.

The redhead turns on his back, and waits for the stairwell door to close loudly, then reaches down and takes hold of his short dick. He’s only about 4 inches long, but he enjoys masturbating regularly, usually at night, but seeing his roommate jacking off made him hard. He understood the feeling of getting off with someone else in the room, and was hoping his roommate would finish while he watched, but none-the-less, he was left alone. He glances down, but only sees his freckled belly, running his left hand down, to play with his red pubes, and pull at his balls, while he jerks with his right hand. He pushes his pajama pants down, revealing his stubby dick to the cool dorm air. He sighs loudly, feeling the warmth of arousal rise up from his groin. He starts to quickly pump his little dick, and feels the squirting of orgasm. He feels the wetness surround his dick shaft, and cover his hands. He pulls his pajama pants up and slowly slides out of bed, plopping both feet on the cold floor below. He feels the wetness spread down his thighs, and looks quickly for a towel or at least kleenes. He finds some paper towel, and rolls a wad around his hand, mopping at the other with the sheets of thin paper toweling. He reaches the wad inside his pajama pants and soaks up as much cum as he can, dropping the wad in the garbage can by his dresser. He’d have to take care of it later. He gathers up his shower stuff, and grabs a towel on his way out the door, making his way up to the showers.

The first dorm on your left is a redneck white boy from Mississippi with a heavy drawl, chiseled physique and farmer’s tan. He’s got muscular arms, coverd in blonde hairs, and thick thighs and calves. He’s packin about an 8 pack of abs, covered in a darker blonde fur, which works its way up his chiseled body to his protruding pecs, thickly covering both nipples. He has a tattoo of a topless mermaid on his left bicep, with the word Miss tattooed around her waist. He’s got an average dick, surrounded by light brown pubes, and keeps his face clean shaven, except for a thick strap around his jawline and chin. He’s got glistening white teeth and piercing blue eyes, with short straight blonde hair. He dorms with another white guy from the football team. He’s from Minnesota, and talks funny. He’s got broad shoulders, massive chest, and thick, hard waist. His thighs and legs are also thick, and he often wears sweat suits, since they’re the only thing that accommodates his massive form. He’s about 6’6″ and 350 lbs. He’s got sandy brown hair, kept short, and the only hair on his body is under his huge arms, and around his dick. He shaves his legs, cause he likes the feeling of the fleece against his smooth skin. Girls don’t mind, cause he’s got an 8″ cut dick to please them with. They both decided on a twin over double bunk, since Minnesota couldn’t sleep in a loft, for fear of falling through. And besides, the last time he slept in a twin bed was when he was 10, before th egrowth spurt. He has bushy eyebrows and dark brown eyes, a crooked smile and puffy lips. He’s actually one of the nicest guys in the dorm, and hasn’t met anyone he couldn’t out eat.

The redneck wakes up with a snort, seeing the sun shining through the small window, directly in his face. He covers his face with a pillow, and turns toward the wall. He slowly starts to dose off, when he feels the bed start to shake a little. Minnesota must be waking up. He shifts his body, facing out toward the room. He closes his eyes and tries to fall asleep again, but the bed shakes again. It’s a little vibration, but enough to keep Mississippi up. He figures Minnesota’s havin a wank, and contemplates wankin himself. They were pretty open minded, and even had a dick measuring contest. Minnesota won by 3 inches, and his balls won by two. He heard Minnesota start to breathe a little deeper, and he let out a little grunt, and mumbled something, just to give fair warning. The vibration stopped, and he heard the rustle of sheets below. The bed shifts again, and he hears Minnesota’s breathing up through the crack between the bed and the wall. Mississippi kicks off his sheets, and looks down to see his briefs had fallen down slightly, revealing the semi-hard shaft of his dick. He quickly pulls them up, and adjust himself down under his balls, which only makes him start to harden faster. He rolls his eyes and turns to jump out of bed. He stretches, and innocently turns to say good morning to Minnesota, who is facing away. He has his sheets and blanket wrapped loosely around his frame, but his bubbled ass is half hangin out, revealing some dark fur growing from its cheeks. Missippi says “Crack kills Hoss,” and laughs as Minnesota reaches back to pull the sheets up. He turns over his shoulder and greets his roommate, who’s pullin a tank top over his head. He waits til Missippi leaves the room, and the door closes. He hears voices in the hall, fading as they walk away.

Minnesota turns to face the bottom of the top bunk, pushing the sheets and blanket down, pulling his 8 inch dick through the opening of his pajamas. He prefers to jack in the nude, but doesn’t want to risk getting walked in on. It’s one thing to be seen naked while changing, but to be mid-cum would be horrific. He grabs his dick, and slaps it up against his hard stomach. He moans softly, as he jerks his meat quickly and rapidly. He’s flexing his chest, and feeling the surge of adrenaline as he pumps faster and faster. He was so close to getting caught this morning, it made him want to, but he had stopped himself. He heard the bed start to creak, and slows his strokes down, just enough to stop the noise. He feels his cum rising within his thick dick, and looks down to watch the fountain of cum spray from his member. He hits himself in the face, and curses, waiting for the rest of his orgasm to completely. He’s throbbing within the closed fist of his hand, and he can taste his cum dripping into his mouth. He closes his mouth, tasting the sweetness of jizz, and licks his lips. “Not bad” he thinks. He continues to lick around his lips while he shoots out another rope of cum, and lets go of his dick, feeling it slide into a puddle of jizz. He licks at his fingers, and then helps himself to the rest. Easy cleanup, and he never knew what cum tasted like. He wondered if that’s why some of the girls didn’t mind if he came in their mouths. He smiled thinking about it. He rolls over, and stands up from the bed, looking around for his cum rag. He reaches under the bed frame, and finds it balled up behind his suitcase. He pulls it out, and mops at his stomach and chest, and neck. He gets enough of it cleaned off, and goes to his closet to get his shower things. His dick is still rock hard, hanging out of the pajama pants, but he waits for it to slowly soften, enough for him to conceal beneath the fabric of his pants. He walks out into the hall, and sees the chubby redhead from across the hall, just entering the stairwell. He didn’t mind showering with other guys, but that kid was always a little weird.

The Italian turns off the water, and steps out, wrapping his towel around his waist. He uses his shirt to dry his hair, and grabs his stuff, forgetting his boxers on the floor. He walks out, to see Sly and redneck from acros the hall walk past, nodding as they walk by. He leaves the shower room, and makes his way downstairs to his dorm. When he enters, his roommate is standing naked at his dresser, just pulling on some briefs. He doesn’t say anything, but sees the look of shock on his face. He says good morning, and drops his towel, squatting to dig through his bottom drawer for some socks. He hears his roommate quickly dress and leave, then stands up, and turns to shut the door. He enjoys air drying, and waits a few minutes to dress. He still have half an hour before class, and sits in the tv chair to check his phone before leaving.

Sly steps into the first shower on the left, and Mississippi across they way. They talk loudly about classes and laughing at one of the profs who has a habit of biting his nails and chewing on them during lectures. Sly turns the water on, dropping his towel. He’s no longer rock hard, but his dick is still semi, and he still would like to jerk a load before class. He waits for the water to warm, while fingering his balls, and making little jerks at his thick shaft. He rubs his fingers tips along the stubbly pubes, and instantly feels himself grow thicker, and harder. He glances over his shoulder in habit, only seeing the little openings on either side of the curtain, and hearing Mississippi still talking about the prof with the bad habit. He steps into the water, and squirts shower gel in his hand, coating his upper body, and under his arms with suds. He slides his hands down his muscular frame, and takes hold of his dick. He uses both hands, one on top of the other, to jerk up and down the pole. It feels so good, with the lubricating gel, and the warm water coursing over his body. He hadn’t jerked off in the shower since his junior year in highschool. He had the house to himself, since both parents worked, and had been naked the entire day. He watched porn on his laptop, and jerked off in almost every room of the house, including the attic. He even dared to step onto the 3 seasons porch at the back of their house, fully hard and nude, walking along the dark side of the porch against the outer wall of the house. He heard lawn mowers going, and an occasional car driving past. They had a pretty big yard, but lived in a pretty crowded subdivision, surrounded by working families. He had cut it too close, when the neighbor next door rode past on his riding lawn mower. He was a man in his 40s with a wife and a dog. He was in pretty good shape, and always had his shirt off, with cut off shorts almost every day. His wife was an attorney, and he stayed at home to keep the house up. He hadn’t noticed Sly, but was literally a few feet from the porch when he passed. Sly gave himself a couple jerks, and waited til the neighbor was almost at the edge of the lawn where he would turn around to come back this way, then Sly quickly ran back into the house, not knowing if his back side had been visible. He had gotten so horned up at that moment that he ran to the nearest bathroom, and turned the shower on cold, to have a quick jerk. He came hard, spraying the back of the shower casing, and quickly got out, toweling off, and cleaning the back of the shower casing, removing all evidence.

He smiled, remembering that day, and made quick strokes with his right hand over the head of his dick, while the left hand swirled around the base of his shaft, rubbing consistently over the stubbled pubes, causing arousing friction to shoot up through the shaft. He let out a moan and quickly came hard. He couldn’t believe how powerful his cumshots were, they shot straight up, almost to the heigh of the curtain rod, and landed on his chest, and down to the cement floor of the shower basin. He kept cumming, shot after shot, almost all of them shooting high up above his head. He kept jerking, until he was sure he wouldn’t cum anymore, letting go of his dick. He pressed his hands on the wall before him, tilting his head, and breathing deep breaths, allowing the water to cascade down over him. He had completely forgotten about Mississippi, who was now just a few sounds of water dripping, and gargling. He wondered if his gasp had been loud enough to hear over the water streams, and quickly forced the though out of his mind. He turned to face the shower, and brushed his still hard dick against the vinyl shower curtain, sending another arousing wave through his dick. “Ooohhhhh” he couldn’t control himself, and he came again, this time just a couple short cumshots against the vinyl curtain. He grabbed his dick, aiming it down, letting the rest of the cum ooze down, to be washed down the drain. He covered his mouth, sure that he’d been heard that time. He heard Mississippi laugh out loud. “Hoss, havin fun over there are ya?” “Dude, that’s embarrassing.” “Nah, I stroked on out too, but obviously not as hard as you did.” He couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It was an awkward occurrence, but he felt at ease. Everyone did it after all.

Mississippi closed the curtain, feeling his dick throbbing in his jeans. He was so fuckin horny, and wanted to bust a nut as soon as he could. He turned the water on, peeling off the tank top, and unbuttoning his jeans, draping them over the small bench in the cubicle. He took off his briefs letting his dick spring forth, straight out in front of him. It was average, but the perfect shape. The head was curved, and the shaft got thicker toward his body. He knew how to work it in good when he fucked, so he never heard any complaints about his size. He kept talking with Sly about the prof with the weird nail biting habit, pretending to laugh and the quips, and commenting on their fucked up schedule. He heard Sly start splashin under the water, and figured this was a good enough time. He spit into his hand, takin hold of his dick, and slowly started to stroke himself. “Oh yeah, this is it.” he thought to himself. He kept watching for anyone who may have entered the showers after He and Sly. They kept talking, and eventually Sly stopped responding, so Mississippi figured he was either wankin, or just grew tired of the conversation. All he heard was the splashing of water from Sly’s shower across the way. He bit his bottom lip, and looked down, watching his dick move with his strokes, his spit looking slick and wet across the veiny upper shaft. He braced himself with his left hand pressed against the cubicle wall. He was getting into his rhythm, and closed his eyes, rhythmically stroking to the sound of the splashes across the way. He figured Sly was strokin too, and realized how hot that was. He was going to do something he’d never done before, time their orgasms, and cumming at the same time. If Sly was anything like him, he would speed up his motions just before bustin. He listened intently, getting more and more horny with each stroke. He heard the splashes get faster, and picked up his speed. He thought he heard a moan, let himself go. He bit his lower lip, feeling a moan from deep within try to escape. His breathing was intense, as he shot a few thick ropes of cum out, against the cubicle wall. He couldn’t believe how intense this was! He was cumming over and over, and kept strokin, even though his dick was turning red. He watched his cum drip down the wall, and he let go of his dick, pushing back with his hand, standing straight up, letting his dick throb on its own, and push out the little bit of cum that was left. He quickly stepped in under the shower, which was now a borderline scalding hot. He jumped back and adjusted the water, to a comfortable warm. He started to soap up, when he heard a groan from across the way, laughing out loud…

The redhead made it to the 2nd floor, panting and breathing deep. He opened the hall door, and stepped around the corner, entering the shower room. He heard Sly and Mississippi talking loudly, and the sound of water splashing. He figured he’d quickly walk by and get the furthest shower back. He walked down toward the showers, and saw the shadow of Mississippi just inside the curtain. He could see a peek of his backside, and stopped, pressing against the wall. Should he leave? He waited to see if Mississippi would get in the shower. It was a couple minutes, and he could still see the shadow. He peeked in from behind, and saw Mississippi had his hand up on the wall and he was jerking his dick. “OMG” he thought. He peeked a little more, and watched Mississippi’s ass muscles flexing, wondering how it felt for a muscular guy to jerk off. He was a quick cummer, but figured it was because of all the fat around his dick, which left only the more sensitive areas exposed. He kept watching, and ducked back, when he thought Mississippi was going to turn around. He waited a few seconds then peeked back. He heard familiar rhythmic splashing coming from Sly’s shower and figured he was doing the same thing. It sucked living in the dorms. You could either jack off in bed, or in the shower. He thought back to a time when he had jacked off in the garage, with the door open. He was standing behind his Dad’s suv, in broad daylight, jacking off to a porn he found back there. He came quickly, and saw a neighbor walk by with her dog. She glanced over briefly but kept walking. He thought that she may have known what he was doing, and he couldn’t wait to do it again. Sadly he never got the chance before going off to school.

Mississippi was breathing heavier, and the redhead could hear it. He could also hear the splashing quicken across the way, and wondered when these guys would be done. He grew impatient, but wanted to see this all play out. He was curious as to how long Mississippi and Sly would last. He heard Sly breathing loudly, and even thought he heard a moan. He kept watching MMississippi, and saw his arm move faster and heard his breathing get louder. He was shocked to see cum spraying against the wall. It was kind of hot, and there was so much of it, he thought! Mississippi pushed back and the redhead watched his cum slide down the wall. He heard Mississippi get into the shower, and quickly walked past. He heard a louder moan come from Sly’s and they started laughing, and talking about what just happened. He started his shower, and stepped into the warmth, feeling the sticky residue of his cum wash down off of his body.

Minnesota made his way up the stairs to the showers. He opened the door and walked around the corner, hearing laughter. He stopped, and listened as Mississippi talked about cumming along with Sly. “Douchebag” he thought, and laughed to himself. He shuffled into the room, slapping at the curtain on the right. “You ladies have a good time with yourselves?” “Man, fuck you, it was accidental.” Mississippi was chuckling to himself. Minnesota picked a shower a couple feet away, and stepped into the cubicle, seeing a pair of boxers on the floor. He closed the curtain behind him, squatting to pick up the boxers. He saw the dark spots around the crotch, and examined them, judging by the density and texture, it must’ve been cum. He instinctively raised the boxers to his face, and stuck his tongue out, to taste the drops. They tasted bitter, and salty. He spit on the floor, and dropped the boxers down. Apparently cum didn’t all taste the same. He reached in, and turned the shower on, stripping off his pajama pants. His meaty dick swung loosely as he folded his pants, and prepped his toiletries. He stretched up, and touched the ceiling, arching his back. He felt a tingle in his groin, and did some minor back and leg stretches while the water warmed. He glanced down at the boxers again, curious as to whose they were. He picked them up, and put one foot in over the other, pulling the boxers up over his meaty dick, and squeezing each bubbled ass cheek in the back. They were definitely not XL, and he was bulging out everywhere, which was hot. He rubbed his dick through the material, feeling the wet spots against his semi-hard shaft. He flexed his thighs and ass, feeling the fabric tense over his frame. He chuckled to himself, and then slowly stripped them off, watching his dick spring out of them. He saw a little wet spot at the head of his dick, and rubbed at it, spreading the cum in a little streak. He started to harden, at the thought of spreading another man’s cum on his dick. He wasn’t gay, but how hot would that be to have cum to use as lube? He started jerking his dick, reaching up to grab the shower curtain rod, and accidentally pulling it out of the wall. “Shit!” He tried to put it back, but it was broken. He dropped it, and turned off the water, picking up his things. He stepped out into the shower room, to go across the way. Mississippi and Sly were toweling off, and Mississippi glanced up, “Dude, morning glory and hallelujah!” “Shit” Minnesota though, as he felt his rock hard dick bouncing as he walked. He couldn’t stop now, so he quickly entered the opposite stall, and closed the curtain behind him, dropping his things on the small bench. He started the water and stepped in. He quickly showered off, and shampooed, and reached out to check his phone. He had about 20 minutes to get ready to leave so he grabbed his still hard dick, and pumped a few times, feeling the blood rush to the head and back down the shaft, hardening entirely. He rubbed his right hand up and over his massive chest and rock hard stomach, while he pumped with his left. He quickly came, and saw a few squirts splash agains the wall. He let go of his dick, and rinsed off a little more, splashing water on the wall to wash off the cum. He stepped out, and toweled off, wrapping it tightly around his waist and made his way back to his dorm.

The redhead rinsed off, and shut the water off, hearing water still running from down the way. He quietly toweled off, humming to himself. He heard the water quiet, figuring someone was done. He stopped humming and toweled under his stomach, and around his back. He heard a loud crash, and jumped, hearing the big guy curse. He peeked out around the wall of his cubicle, and saw Mississippi and Sly toweling off, naked. He wished his dick were as big as Sly’s, but it would never be. Suddenly he saw the big guy walk out, with the biggest dick he’d ever seen, bobbing up and down in front of him. Mississippi laughed at him, and he paused briefly. The redhead took it all in, gaping at the mouth, and quickly ducked back into the stall. He heard another curtain close and water start. He pulled his pajama pants back on and pulled a shirt over his head, gathering up his things and walked out of the shower room toward the stairs…

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