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Bill sulked around his apartment. He missed Jacob but he needed to stay firm on his dicision not to make him choose between him or his family. He loved Jake. More than he loved any other man. If he could, he’d ask Jake to marry him. That was all over now and he needed to move on with his life. But how? Everything he did and everywhere he went reminded him of Jake. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. When he opened it he was suprised to see Jake’s brother Amile standing there. “I have come to apologoze. I never ment to drive you away.” Bill invited him in and they sat. “You didn’t. I made a choice.” Amile nodded. “Now that choice is hurting my brother.” Bill felt his heart clench. “What do u mean?” Amile frowned. “He wont eat, or drink. He just lays on his bed and says nothing. When I ask him if there is anything he needs or wants he nodds” I felt I knew the answer but I needed to hear it. “What does he say?” Amile touched his shoulder. “He needs you.” Bill nodded. “Let’s go.”

Bill pulled into the drive of the farm and got out. He didn’t think he’d ever see this place again. He followed Amile into the house and up the stairs. Jake was laying on the bed. “Jacob, I brought someone to see you.” ” I dont want to see anyone” he said without looking at his brother. “I think you’ll wanna see me” Bill said. Jake sat up. “You’re here? It’s really you?” Bill sat on the bed. “Yes, I’m really here.” Amile left and closed the door. Jake threw his arms around Bill. “I thought I’d never see you again.” Bill smiled. “I left because I couldn’t make you choose between you’re family and me but I realized I can’t live without you.” They kissed. “Take me home!” Bill nodded.

When they entered their apartment it was like a tornado had ripped their clothes off their bodies. As one they fell onto the couch. Bill on top. He kissed Jake tenderly. “God, I missed you!” Jake smiled. “I missed you too, now shut up and fuck me!” Bill chuckled as his mouth went down Jake’s smooth, sculpted body. When he came to the cock he had been aching to suck he paused. “I’m really going to enjoy this!” Without another word, he devoured Jake’s hard cock. “Holy fuck!” Jake exclaimed. Bill went to work moving his head up and down on Jake’s rod. It felt wonderful. The feel of the smooth, slightly salty skin sliding in and out of his mouth was like heaven. “MMM! Yeah! Suck my cock!” Jake moaned. He waited until Jake began panting before he slipped a finger into his anus. “OOHH!” Jake squealed. Bill inserted another finger and found his love nut. “Oh yeah, keep doing that! I’m gonna cum!!” Jake warned. Bill moved his fingers faster and faster. “FUCK, I’M GONNA….” before he could finish Jake’s body was rocked by the most intense orgasm he had ever felt and his cock exploaded, spewing his hot, sweet boy cream over Bills taste buds and down his throat. “UUUUHHHH!!!” he grunted.

When Bill had cleaned off his cum soaked cock he sat up. “Damn!” Jake exclaimed. Bill laughed. “Now do u see how much I’ve missed you?” Jake nodded. “Take me upstairs and fuck my brains out!” Bill stood and helped Jake to stand. They both went upstairs. Bills rock hard cock swung between his legs. When they got to the bedroom Bill pushed Jake gently down onto the bed. He reached into the nightstand and got the bottle of lube and a condom. He rolled the condom onto Jakes alredy hard cock and slathered on some lube. He reached behind him and lubed up his ass.

He straddled Jake and slowly lowered himself onto his cock. “MMM!!” he purred. “I’ve missed you’re cock!” When he was all the way in he slowly began riding him. Jake placed a hand on each of Bill’s cheeks to pry them further apart. He thrust upward every time Bill went down. “OOOHH YEAH! FUCK ME!” Bill moaned. Soon they were both sweating and panting. Jake thrust hard upward and uloaded his spunk into the condom. Bill feeling Jake’s cock twitching inside him, came all over Jake’s smooth chest. They sat there catching their breath. “We should fight like this more often!” Bill exclaimed chuckling. Jake smiled. “Yes we should!” he pulled Bill down to him and their lips met.

The End

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Good afternoon, gentlemen! My name is Aron and I’m a singer. I perform in a show that features all good looking men. To some, it’s just a job. But to me, it’s a way of life! Singing is my passion, and I can sing the highest notes in the show.

As I got ready for my show one afternoon, I caught my reflection in a mirror. I stopped to check some things out. Not because I’m conceited, but because I’d been going to the gym recently to try and get back my college body. It hasn’t been that long since I’ve graduated, but once you stop running and lifting weights all year long, you somehow lose your toned physique.

I stared at my reflection. A 5’8″ tall 25 year old stared back. A 25 year old with dark brown hair, blue eyes, and who was slowly getting his abs back! I was thrilled to find them again, without flexing too hard. My butt was getting bigger too.

[in the good way]

As I began flexing my arms to see how they were coming along, another singer entered the room. Looking over to see who it was, I shuddered.

Chip.

Now, this wasn’t a good shudder. Chip Hanson was a jerk, and thought he was the best singer in the entire world. Even though he was a good singer, people always preferred me to sing over him. It made him furious, and he made my life a living hell.

Even if he was about 6’3″, lean, blonde, and had a gorgeous smile. I’d totally be into him if he wasn’t such a prick!

Anyway, I immediately went back to my place to get dressed, after having been ogling myself in my underwear long enough. Chip’s eyes darted over in my direction, and he smirked.

‘Checking on your non-existent progress at the gym?’ he asked me, every word dripping with venom.

‘Fuck you. Just because you’re God’s gift to women doesn’t mean you have to rub it in my face,’ I replied. ‘Besides, I’m slowly seeing results.’

‘Well, whatever makes you sleep at night,’ he slurred. ‘God’s gift to women, you’re a riot,’ he muttered as he exited.

He made me furious! This exchange had been tame compared to some of our others, but he just knew how to push my buttons. I really hadn’t been kidding. He was extremely handsome! So tall and blonde…and his smile. That was one of the best parts about him, and I’d seen most of them…you can’t share a dressing room and not see someone’s entire birthday suit…

The show went well, until one of the producers came up to me and informed me that Chip had requested to sing the lead in our medley of Beatles songs. The lead that I always did. He, the producer, said that it might go over better with the younger crowd if thy had a good looking guy sing it. Which pissed me off entirely!

‘I am good looking!’ I threw back in her face! And I meant it. Even though I was shorter than most of the guys, I still had handsome features, and had just the right amount of body hair and knew how to use my…well, you know. I was getting leaner by the day and hardly had any body fat!

To make a long story short, I let Chip have his damn solos. I was so worked up I left without saying anything and headed to the place where I could get some anger out: the gym.

Thank God I had switched to a 24 hour fitness facility. It had saved me from a lot of bad moods. Not to mention the later I went, the less people were there.

Tonight, the place was deserted. I turned on the lights, got on a treadmill, and started running. My iPod was playing some Eminem, and that really helped. After about 20 minutes, I got off of the treadmill and turned around for a cup of water, when I realized someone else was there. I crept around to the weight room and saw the one person I was trying to get away from.

Chip.

‘Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me!’ I shouted. He nearly dropped his weights.

‘Shit, Aron! You scared the hell out of me!’

‘What are you doing here?’ I asked.

He just stared at me. ‘I’m working out, what does it look like I’m doing?’

‘Are you following me around on purpose? Because you are the one person I don’t want to be around right now,’ I admitted.

He looked stunned, and for a moment I felt bad.

For a moment.

‘Are you mad at me or something?’ he inquired.

‘Seriously? You take my solo and you expect me to not be upset? How did you get Jennifer [that producer] to give you that solo? Did you sleep with her? She’s desperate enough and you’re the best looking guy in town!’

The words kept flying out. It was as if every bad thought about him I’d ever had was flowing out of my mouth and my brain was just letting it continue. After I was done, a silence stretched out between us. Then, he smiled.

Damn it.

‘You think I slept with someone to get a solo? Seriously? What if I just got it based on talent? An what if they suddenly saw that you had most of the solos in the show and thought that someone else deserved a shot at fame and glory? Stop being so conceited, Aron! We’re part of a team!’

His words cut me like a knife. Was I really that conceited? I felt shame welling up inside me.

‘Wow,’ I said. ‘I’m sorry.’

‘It’s okay, I guess. I’m just sick of hearing everyone there treat me like the bad guy!’ he said, softer and in a more understanding tone.

‘Well, I’ll let you get in with your workout then. Lord knows you need it,’ I said, and I smiled.

So did he. I turned to go, and then he stopped me.

‘Hey, if the solo means that much to you, you wanna wrestle for it?’

‘What?’ I stammered out.

‘You used to be a wrestler, didn’t you? Why don’t we fight it out like men for this solo? Unless you’re too afraid.’

That pissed me off. I took off my sweat soaked t-shirt and slammed it down. ‘Bring it on.’

He stared at me. I saw his eyes travel up an down my pale body. He looked like he enjoyed the view, and I didn’t feel uncomfortable. Which struck me as odd; I’d never thought I’d like a guy. Or that this one might like me.

‘Huh, I guess your working out is paying off. I was wrong earlier,’ he said. ‘But it won’t help you win!’

And he took his shirt off too. A tanned 8 pack of abs and perfect pecs met my eyes. I could feel my mouth drop, and he chuckled. ‘Like what you see?’

‘No, let’s get this over with so I can have my solo back!’

And we started to circle. My instincts kicked in, and I went for his legs. He caught me at first, but then he lost his balance. He immediately rolled over to his stomach and I climbed on top of him, attempting to roll him over for the pin. As I tried to force him over, I started to notice just how nice his ass felt under my groin.

In those few seconds of hesitation, Chip was able to flip me over onto my back and straddle me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get up, and he had my hands pinned to the ground.

‘You give up? Or are you hungry for more?’ he said, his face inches away from mine.

‘How about round two?’ I choked out.

‘My thoughts exactly,’ he said, smiling.

And then he kissed me.

It felt glorious! All of those questions I’d had about myself over the years made sense! When Chip pulled away, he looked worried, but then I grinned, and he did too.

‘I knew it,’ he said. ‘I thought you were and I knew it!’

‘Hey, I just figured it out myself, okay? Give me a break! I-‘

He cut me off with another kiss, this one more intense. It was like he was searching my mouth with his tongue, wanting to find every inch…I felt my dick growing in my gym shorts, and he grabbed it with his hand.

‘Mmm, a big one, huh? Let me take care of that.’

I didn’t ask. His mouth felt so good as it traveled down past my neck, my chest, over my nipples, down past my newly formed abs, and then he pulled my shorts and jock down with his teeth. My 8 inch cock flopped out and he immediately took it into his mouth.

I cried out with pleasure! I’d never felt like this before! It was so hot, and it felt so good! Thank God this place was abandoned!

I took a moment to look down at him, and our eyes met. His green eyes locked on to mine, and I couldn’t help but reach out and push his head down onto my hard dick. It’d been too long since I’d even jacked off, and I was getting close. I guess he could feel me tensing, because he took a moment to say, ‘I want every drop.’ and went back to sucking.

A rushing I’d not felt before came into my ears and intense pleasure washed over me as I shot my cum down his throat. An inhuman noise escaped my throat and I kept shuddering. The good kind, this time. Chip let go of my tip and came back up to kiss me. I was ready for him, but not ready for the semen in his mouth. My cum, in both of our mouths. It was so wrong, but so fucking hot! It ran down my cheek and onto the pale blue floor of the weight room.

After a few moments of him kissing me and the both of us laying on the cool floor, he said ‘Damn man, your cock is awesome!’

‘You’re good at handling it,’ I crooned at him. ‘Kiss me again.’

And he did.

After a full five minutes, he broke off, and got to his feet.

‘Come on you, let’s go shower.’

We stepped into the same stall and washed each other’s sweaty bodies. I explored every inch of his perfect figure. After we toweled off and changed back into our normal clothes, we left the gym. We stood by our cars and kissed a few more times. As he went over to leave, I felt him shove something into my pocket.

‘What is that?’ I asked.

‘My card. It’s got my phone number on it. You ever want to so this again, let me know.’

‘You’re a singer and you have a business card? Seriously?’

‘Hey, don’t judge.’

‘Eh, I’m not. I guess singing’s not the only good thing you can do with your mouth.’

He laughed, a pleasant sound. Could I be falling for him?

‘Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, stud,’ he said. Maybe tomorrow night I’ll teach you how to hit those high notes.’

And he got in his car and pulled away. I was almost offended on two levels. One, he didn’t kiss me, and two, he thought I needed help singing. Only when I got home ten minutes later did I realize what he meant. We were going to go further…

Before closing my eyes that night, I sent one final text message, using the business card. I’d hoped he’d take it as a sign that I was interested in going further…

”Keep the solo ;-)”

I then shut my phone off and climbed under the covers, mind swimming with images and sensations of my great gym session.

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It was late summer on one of the last perfect days before the weather would inevitably change. We had been having an unusual warm spell and the forecast didn’t look good for the next week. So I decided to take advantage of what could be my last chance for a bike ride. Since it was Friday I left work early, went home to change and load up my bike on the car. I drove out to the outer part of town where I could get on the trail.

The trail was a converted rail line that was paved and ran several miles through a number of small and medium sized towns. You could bike for hours and this time of year saw very few people. I unloaded the bike and headed out of town. I loved being out here with no one around. And since I rode shirtless and commando in fairly short, loose shorts, it was nice to be able to feel the breeze blowing up into them without worrying about anyone seeing anything. Though, secretly I kind of wanted that to happen even though I’m too shy for that sort of thing.

The ride out was pleasant. I passed only 2 people. Eventually I decided it was time to turn back so I could make it back before sunset. When I was a mile or 2 from my car, I saw up ahead of me, a guy sitting on the side of the trail. As I got closer I could tell he was having trouble with his roller blades. I stopped and asked, “Are you having trouble?”

“Yeah. I think I got a rock jammed in one of the wheels when I walked through that gravel” he said without looking up. There was a patch of unpaved trail where they had been working on something.

I started noticing this guy was really good looking. Early twenties, must be a student at the college that the trail ran by a few miles away in the other direction from where I had been riding. He was sitting in the grass, with 1 skate off and in his lap. His shirt was off and tucked into the waistband of his shorts. He had dark blonde, wavy hair, a smooth chest that looked toned but not very muscular, and 2 quarter sized beautiful dark pink nipples.

“I’ve got some tools in my bike bag. Maybe this ‘super tool’ will help” I said as I reached in and found my combination tool. I climbed off my bike, put down the kickstand and stepped over to hand him the tool.

For the first time he looked up at me as he reached out to take it. He was in the perfect position to see up my shorts and the prize inside. He obviously didn’t expect to see that. His eyes widened and he quickly turned away as he took the tool. “Th.. thanks,” he said blushing and a little embarrassed.

I carried on as if nothing had happened, but I tried to place myself so that he could get a better look the next time. “Do you think you can get the rock out with the pliers?” I asked.

“I think so.” And after a couple minutes he continued, “There. That’s better. It spins now.” He put his skate back on.

“I’ll ride with you a bit in case you still have trouble,” I said.

“That’s OK. I don’t want to keep you from your ride,” he answered apologetically.

“It’s no problem. I’m almost done anyway. Besides, you might need some help.” With that I got back on my bike and slowly rode along with him. Now I could see what a wonderful body he had. We chatted a bit. I introduced myself and he told me his name was Alex. I was right about him being at college. But it was obvious there was still something wrong with his skate. After about a mile we stopped again. “I don’t know much about skates, but it seems like there’s still something wrong.”

“Yeah I think the wheel’s busted.”

“Can you get a replacement?”

“Yeah but it’ll take me a while to get one. I was hoping to skate a few more times this year.” he said.

“Well I don’t think you’re going to make it back to campus.”

“I’ll just walk if I have to.” There was a little worry in his voice.

“No way.” I said quickly. “It’ll be dark soon. I’m not going to leave you to try and make it back. My car is just up ahead, not far. I’ll give you a ride back.” I could tell Alex was about to say I didn’t have to do that, but I stopped him. “I’m giving you a ride and that’s that. Just say ‘yes’.”

He gave me a smile of relief, and then chuckled, “OK. Yes. And thanks, Nate.”

“No problem,” I said smiling back.

We got to my car a few minutes later. By now the sun was setting. I unlocked the door. “Go ahead and get in while I load up the bike.” He sat down and took his skates off while I got the bike rack out and attached it to the car. When I sat down in the driver’s seat I noted to myself that it was warm enough for both of us to still be shirtless. I took a quick look at his nice chest and started the car. “OK, so where am I taking you?”

“Do you know the Cottages?” he asked. The Cottages were housing on the edge of campus for students who paid a little more so they didn’t have to live in the dorms. Each Cottage had 4-5 people living in it, and have their own kitchens.

“Yeah. Never been in them but I know where they are,” I answered. As we drove I asked him things about school and stuff. Just chit chat. It seemed like he had something to say but couldn’t quite bring himself to say it. So I asked, “Is there something on your mind?”

“Kinda,” came his hesitant reply.

“Sometimes it’s best to just say it. Don’t worry you won’t offend me or anything,” I said.

“Well… it’s just… well…. back on the trail I noticed your…. uhhhh… well you weren’t wearing anything under your shorts,” he finally said.

“I’m still not,” I joked trying to help him relax. He smiled a little. “Seriously though, I always do that when I’m riding. It feels good.”

“I know what you mean.” Alex seemed to be relaxing. “I do that, too when I skate.” With that he reached down and readjusted things in his pants. My penis jumped and I had to do the same. Then he blurted out, “Are you married?”

“Nope.”

“Girlfriend?”

“Nope,” I answered. Then, sensing where he might be going I added “No boyfriend, either. It’s just me.”

Then he started to get nervous again. “Uhhh… can I ask you something?”

“Absolutely. Ask anything you like. I don’t mind. Really.” I tried to be reassuring. “Sounds like there’s more on your mind.”

“Have you ever done anything with a guy?” he asked timidly.

“A little, but I wouldn’t say I’m an expert. I consider myself curious. How about you?”

“I’ve never done anything with girls OR guys.” There was a tone of regret or sadness in his voice.

“There”s nothing wrong with that, Alex. You’ll find someone. Just give it time.” At that moment we turned on the last street where the Cottages were. “OK so which place is yours?” He directed me to the very last unit on the left. There was a big campus field on the other side. There didn’t seem to be much activity for a Friday night. “OK here you go. I hope you get your skate fixed.”

“Thanks so much for your help,” he said. “Ummm… would you like to come in and hang out for a bit?”

“Wouldn’t that be a little awkward with your roommates?”

“Nah. All 3 of them went home for the weekend. And there’s nothing going on anywhere tonight.”

“OK. Sure. I’ll come in for a bit.” We went inside. There was a large open common area with the kitchen beyond and a hallway going to a back room. The ceiling was vaulted over the stairs that went to the upper level where I could see a few doors. “Wow. These places aren’t bad.”

“Yeah. We all like it,” he said as he tossed his skates aside and motioned for me to take a seat. A few seconds later he said, “What you said in the car… about being curious. I think I am, too.” He was sitting several feet away but was looking right into my eyes. I didn’t realize what nice blue eyes he had. My gosh he was cute. His face was almost begging me to hold him.

“Are you saying you’d like me to help you find out?”

He nodded just slightly, never breaking eye contact. “Can I see your…. ?”

“Sure,” I smiled. Then I slid my shorts off. My penis was getting a little hard from the conversation.

“Would you let me…. s…. suck it?” he asked kind of scared.

“Sure. But I’m still pretty ripe from biking,” I replied. “Are you sure you want that?”

His eyes widened as if he just had the greatest idea ever. “We could go shower first!” he exclaimed with a big grin.

I smiled back. “Well I can hardly turn down an offer like that.” How could I turn down a chance to see this beautiful boy’s entire naked body?

Alex was obviously glad I said that. He jumped up, grabbed me by the arm and took me down the hallway I’d noticed earlier. “The other guys’ rooms are upstairs. I get this one and it’s got its own bathroom.” He led me into his room which looked like a typical college guy’s room. Maybe a little neater. Posters on the wall, desk, computer, bed, etc. The bathroom was attached and it was fairly large with a walk in shower that could easily hold 2 people. He turned on the water to get it hot. When he turned around, I stepped forward, put my hands on his shoulders and looked deep into his eyes. His body relaxed. My hands slowly slid down his arms to his waistband. Then I slowly slipped his shorts down to the floor. The most beautiful penis greeted me. It was cut, not fully hard but would easily get to 7.5″. Behind was a low hanging, smooth sack. I gave his cock a light squeeze and stood back up. He returned the favor. When my slightly more than average cock sprang out, his eyes got real big.

Neither of us spoke as we stepped into the shower. I began by lathering him up from head to toe. I made sure to pay special attention to his round butt cheeks and I caressed his balls. He let out a soft whimper. After I covered every part of his body, he took the soap and did the exact same things to me. He seemed to enjoy looking at my body. I’m tall and thin. Not at all muscular, but not scrawny either. A little chest hair, and more pubes than I like so I shave them.

When he finished washing me, I held him close to me. I gently kissed his neck and my hands started caressing his back. Alex closed his eyes. I licked his wonderful nipples. He responded with, “Mmmmmmm.” My hands and tongue moved down… down… down, until I cupped his balls and began licking his shaft. Alex moaned. What a nice sound. After teasing his head, I took him all the way into my mouth. He let out a loud sigh. I pumped him a while getting him nice and hard. His hips joined my rhythm. I let him enjoy that a while then I stood up, embraced him, and kissed him on his luscious lips. Then I let go, turned off the shower, reached for the towel, dried him off and he dried me.

Alex started to reach for my cock but I stopped him. I led him to the bed where we got into position to 69. We spent what felt like forever just licking each others shafts and balls. I told him he shouldn’t be in a hurry to take a guy’s whole cock into his mouth. “Instead, ” I said, “tease it. Savor all of the parts. Lick all around the base of the head. Take your time and enjoy it. Try to drive him crazy.” He learned quickly. Then he started to get less shy. He rolled me onto my back and began to explore my whole body. He let his tongue explore all over my chest and stomach and then focused on my cock. Wow. I wouldn’t have guessed he never did this before. His enthusiasm was incredible. He quickly had me getting close.

“Oh Alex,” I moaned. “I’m going to cum soon. Do you want it in your mouth or what?”

“I want to taste it, but I want to watch you shoot your huge load,” he said. He continued sucking.

“OK. OK. I’m gonna cum!” I yelled. He switched to his hand stroking me and a moment later jets of cum were shooting out of my hard cock and onto my chest. I was panting so hard. “Wow, Alex, have you really never done that before? It was fantastic.”

He smiled a proud smile. “Nope. Glad you liked it.” Then he grabbed the towel and wiped me off.

“Oh I did. And now it’s your turn.” His grin was huge. I wrapped my arms around him and laid him back on the bed. I started kissing him on the lips and fondled his balls at the same time. His moaning was electrifying. I again worked my way down until I was licking his nice hard cock again. Alex began convulsing with pleasure. He thrust his hips with me and his moans got louder.

Soon he was yelling, “I’m gonna cum! Oh man, I’m gonna cum! Oh Nate please don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

That just made me work harder and harder until he let out an incredible scream of pleasure. His cock shot load after load. It felt like gallons. I thought he was never going to stop. I managed to swallow most of it, but I couldn’t keep up with him. When it finally ended, I put my body on top of his and we kissed some more. We cuddled for a few minutes. Than he looked me in the eye and said, “Thanks for stopping to help me on the trail.” And he smiled a huge smile.

“My pleasure,” I smiled back. “We’ll have to go out together from now on.”

“Ummmm…” he started again as if he was back to the shy guy from earlier. “Do you have to leave? Or can you hang out a while? We could order a pizza, watch a movie….. and…. maybe do this again.” His eyes seemed to be begging me.

“You order the pizza, I’ll pay,” I said still smiling. His whole face brightened up and we walked out to the common room, naked. “We should probably put our clothes back on before the delivery guy gets here.”

He laughed. “Maybe we shouldn’t. Maybe he’ll want to ‘cum’ in and join us.”

And that was the first of many fun encounters Alex and I had together.

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Josh paused. He stood in the dimly lit corridoor outside the Rami brother’s twelth-floor apartment and as he waited for the elevator doors to open he ajusted his folded dick by tugging at the crouch of his tight jeans. With his back to the middle aged Irainian identical-twins’ door he could hear a multitude of heavy locks being closed and he smiled.

“Good afternoon Mrs Goldberg,” he said politely to the short elderly woman struggling to get her little shopping trolly off the lift. “Let me give you a hand with that.”

“Thank you dear.” she replied smiling, “your such a good young lad Josh, your mother must be so very proud of you. Are you enjoying your parsi lessons?”

“Yes Ma’am. I admit, I do look forward to every Tuesday morning. Even though it’s a bit of a stretch… getting here on time; I mean.”

Then Josh smiled again; only for a vastly different reason.

“…and how could I go any longer than a week without seeing my beautiful Nessuah.” he added just as the elevator doors closed before him.

The old woman turned away blushing sheepishly.

As soon as Josh reached the curb he waved down a passing cab.

Sitting on the rear seat he looked down at his overly expensive watch and said.

“Four-O-two on Park please. Quick as you can.”

He pulled a small notebook diary from his backpack, counted the eighteen hundred dollars he had pulled from his pocket and then made a notation at the end of a long column on page two-hundred and three.

“Are you having a good day Josh?” The driver asked with rather too much familarilty.

“Jesus Christ!” Josh said in a startled yell as he looked up. “Rhamos? Shit how are you man, I haven’t seen you since…”

“Your father caught us fucking and fired me, yes, almost exactly two years now!”

“Are you doing alright? How’s the wife and kids?”

“Good, good. Little Maria started at school this year and Jose’s still growing like a weed.

“Say,” Josh had said after a few more minitues of idle and inuendo laden conversation, “do you fancy a new job?”

“With full benefits?” Rhamos asked with a less than subtle chuckle.

“Pull in here. Up on the left and we’ll…,” Josh paused as he lifted up his tee-shirt and unbuckled his not emporio but real Armani belt, “…disscuss it.”

The damp shadowy grey of the bare concrete envloped the eighth level of the parking structure as Rhamos pulled the brightly painted taxi into a secluded bay at the far end of the floor. Once the engine had died the only sounds were the low humming rattle of the ventilators and the odd screaching of tyres echoing up from the levels below them. Rhamos was at the rear door even before Josh could finish kicking-off his shoes!

“Fuck kid,” the thick necked Latino man said as he crawled across the seat running his large hands along Josh’s slightly spread legs. “I never stoped dreaming of you.”

“Come to me el daddy-o,” Josh said with his arms raised, “your little gringo boy’s been waiting far too long!”

The thirty-four year old man lifted the nineteen year-old onto his lap and held him in his hairy muscled arms. He slid one hand under the boy’s shirt and felt his way across the smooth pale skin toward Josh’s left nipple.

“God Josh, you still look so fuck’n young,” Rhamos whispered as his lips carressed a flawlessly aristocratic cheek and neck.

“It’s why I can charge all those pervs’ top dollar;” Josh replied as he eagerly kissed and gropped across the man who had been the very first adult to fill his ass with sperm. “They get all the fun without risking the jail time.”

Rhamos fell backward his partially unbuttioned shirt ripping fully open as it got caught on the edge of the perspex safety screen. He scrambled for the latch, opened the car door and left quickly. Firstly he stood still and then he paced beside the open door with his hands raised to his head. His motion exposing his proudly muscled bulk and the tightly curled jet black pubic hairs that had bunched around the band of his underwear now that the top of his fly was opened.

“What the hell?” Josh called as he slid across the slightly damp black vinal.

“SHIT!” Rhamos yelled before speaking in a sort of muffled shout. “You mean your a pro?!” he was gesturing wildly, his hands cutting through the air as he spoke. “But, but, but… you’re… .” he stammered, somehow he managed to look both hunky and foolish at the same time.

“Filthy rich?” Josh sat on the edge of the seat pulling his briefs and jeans from his bent knees up over his waxed hairless genetials. “So fucking what,” he added, “you know better than most how much I like arse-fucking and our family didn’t exactly get all that money by giving things away!” Josh smiled at that; he remembered that it was his great-grandfather who first put the toys into breakfast cereal boxes.

“But?”

“Look. Remember,” Josh stood, his bare lean torso was proped against the cab’s open door as he reached out and taking the taxi driver’s hand placed it on his boyishly thin hip. He dragged his fingers around Rhamos’s belt and then slid them down between the large latino man’s pants and his hard hairy flesh.

“Remember,” he said – almost lecturing really, “I’m the one who came down to the garrage that first night, fuck it Ramy I’m the one who suduced you out of your pregnant wife’s bed! Although as I recall; it didn’t exactly take that much doing?” He smiled again.

“But all those other times? In the towncar every single morning that I drove you to school or all over the appartment when you got home again, your dad’s yacht, Jesus – all those times? Hell over-and-over again; we were naked for weeks up in the Hamptons! What about that?”

“Now-now,” Josh leaned closer and kissed him, “you know we wern’t the only ones up at the house that summer, and as I recall you made for a very popular addition to that normally all prep-school boys’ fuck show.”

Now, after several rapid flashes of memory, Rhamos smiled too.

Josh’s flattened palm had made it’s way around the bulky waist and now he slid it down beyond the partially opened fly. Unexpectily, he was very excited to be holding this particular huge hunk of hispanic cock again.

“Do you expect me to pay?” Rhamos asked while fishing in his pocket. He withdrew a crumpled twenty and half a dozen singles. “It’s not much Jojo but I can find some more.”

“No!” Josh laughed while closing the man’s thick fingers around the cash. “I want nothing from you; but then I do expect your fucking monstrous throbbing cock to spray gallons of that thick and shiny Mexican spunk juice all over me.”

“Just like you remember aye Jojo?”

“Just like I miss; you fucking cherry-popping hunk!”

Josh let go his grip and turned. When half-bent down to get back inside the cab he felt a strong hand grip tightly to his thin upper arm.

“Oh no you don’t Jojo. If I’m gonna get you for free, then your gonna get fucked real hard.”

“…and nasty?” Josh pleaded without physically reacting.

Josh fell against the hood with an audiable wack. His naked chest lying across the still warm steel as his legs hung down over the fender. There was no affection in the way Rhamos wrenched the jeans from this whore. Josh grunted as his body was twisted and pulled, he also smiled.

“Oh, what an ass,” Rhamos said standing back to admire the small round pink spheres, “I’ve never found a better one – not ever.” He grabbed hold and yanked the buttocks apart. “Sweet, sweet little hole, how I’ve missed you” he whispered in the instant before he dove onto it.

His stubbled face was burried deep in the young crack, Rhamos used his tougne to fondle the kid’s opening while he used both his hands to fondle himself! Josh squirmed kicking one foot against the tyre each time the rough tongue ran over his tingling puckered hole.

“Lube me up Ramy, yeah rim this fuckn’ slut’s arse. Shit I’m so fuckn’ hard!”

Rhamos reached up between the kid and the car and pulled Josh’s erect dick back between the boy’s legs. Held out against the normal direction of things Josh’s nuts had to squeeze out over each side of his full shaft, the moment of sharp pain was thrilling but nothing like the feeling of his latino lover sharing the attention between his A-hole and the head of his prick!

Still holding the genitals out backwards Rhamos lowered his large naked body across Josh’s back. He kissed the back of Josh’s neck and then whispered into the teen’s ear.

“Does Jojo want a taste of Ramy’s big fat dick?” He asked.

Before there was time to answer Rhamos grabbed each of Josh’s shoulders and dragged the kid off the car and down onto the bare cool cement at his feet.

Face to dick with that dripping dark brown monster Josh took a second to wonder how he had ever taken it so deep inside him that first time. Now, at least, he had no more worries about that!

In it went hitting hard against the inside of his cheek as the heavy foreskin rolled back and forth over his teeth and the sweet liqour dribbling from it’s tip was quickly wiped away by an expertly roaming broad tongue.

With his hands on each side of Josh’s head Rhamos pushed his pelvis forward and held himself there. Josh gagged and coughed around the long thick dick blocking the depths of his throat. He coughed again as it slid back out coated in dripping ribbons of spit. He hardly had time to catch his breath before the bulging shaft returned, and withdrew and came back in again, every forth or fifth stroke burried its full length down the kid’s willing neck, the Mexican’s heavy nuts slapping against Josh’s chin with every stroke of the face fucking! That dark tightly curled mass of hair sourounding Rhamos’s wet shaft started to glisten with sweat and spit.

Rhamos’s well defined naked body easily lifted the scrawny Josh back atop the taxi’s hood. Josh streached his arms out over his head and shuffled his butt down the metal curve toward the edge of the grille; he knew what was comming next and he was almost unbearably happy about it too!

Rhamos was siliuetted against a gap in the concrete walls, his bulging outline augmented by an incrediable upward curve as he turned toward the front of the car. He bent down between Josh’s raised legs and kissed the teenager’s lips, it was a passion laden deep and wet kiss.

“Fuck me Ramy,” Josh whispered. “…Please,” he added quickly after.

Rhamos held his cock firmly and drew back his forskin. He rolled his exposed head across Josh’s opening and pressed forward bunching the boy’s ass along his broad veined shaft.

“Let me in Jojo,” he whispered again, his large chest pressed against Josh’s hard nipples. “Any other whore would be able to take me in him easily.”

Josh kissed him and Rhomos tried a slightly different angle. With Josh’s hands spreading his butt-cheeks and a little more force the bulbous pink head parted the ways and then, for the first time outside of two years of fantasies, he was back inside his beautiful young rich boy.

“Oh Christ Jojo,” Rhamos whimpered as he withdrew a little and then pushed forward a little further.

“Go all the way in baby,” Josh cried as he held the heaving muscled body close to himself. “I want you so deep in my arse that I can taste that big dick of yours!”

Holding each other tightly Rhamos fucked slowly. Josh tilted his head aside, he closed his eyes and gently moaned each time he took in a full nine inch power-stroke.

Then without a word of warning Josh was lifted into the air and while still impailed was spun around and forced up againt the cold concrete wall. Rhamos grabbed his hair and pulled back hard, his lips locked onto a spot on Josh’s neck just below his dimpled chin. Josh could feel his back grating against the rough cast cement as the faster upward thrusts of a thick curved cock hit home against his gripping sphincter.

“Ramy,” Josh said impatiently. “Ramy!” He slapped the man’s rounded shoulder.

Rhamos grunted his disapproval and fucked the warm and soft streaching rectum even faster.

“Ramy! Someone’s comming!”

“Well it sure as hell ‘aint me, at least not just yet.”

“No look at the firedoor, the lights are on, somebody’s comming up the stairs.”

“I’m not gonna stop fucking you just ’cause we’re getting a live studio audience.”

“But this is my dad’s building, what if they recoginse me?

“Then I guess you’ll have to add them to your client list.” Rhamos answered in low grunts as Josh looked confused.

“Can’t we just stay quiet here in the dark until they leave?”

The muscular Mexican grinned and he immeditaely carried Josh from the wall and out of the shoadows that had been hiding them. He walked under one of the fluresent bar lights and after lifting the kid’s right leg over his shoulder remounted Josh from the side so that he exposed the boy’s full and flawless nakedness in the direction of the stairwell.

“This shouldn’t be a problem for a shit-assed little bitch whore like you!”

“Ramy?” Josh pleaded as he braced himself against the yellow cab’s trunk, his bent arms absorbing the impact of the full withdraws and brutally deep returning thrusts.

They both heard the heavy blue firedoor swing open.

With briefcase in hand and iPhone buds in his ears the young blond guy in the expensive suit didn’t even bother to look up as he headded off in the opposite direction engrosed in his live Bloomberg feed. Josh sighed in relief and relaxed a little, he even started to get an aching erection again.

“Yeah, take it you fucking boy-whore” Rhamos yelled, “take my big fat dick right up your ass!”

Instantly the guy turnned on his heals. He paused for a moment and then grinned as he began to walk closer. Josh tried to hide his face but even he found it hard to ignore the twenty-something’s blond haired, blue eyed and square jawed beauty or, according to his rapidly tenting trousers, his apprent interest in what he was approching.

The unspoken guy placed his case between his feet and lent against a close-by concrete pillar. Not Josh nor Rhamos had noticed that the guy was holding his phone at a rather peculiar angle at his side.

“Hey pal, you wanna take a ride? This little slut’s up for pretty much anything.”

The hansome guy just shook his head slowly from side-to-side and then continued to watch.

Rhamos’s grunting started to end in a short nasal whistle and Josh remembered what that siginaled. They had been watched for about five miniutes now and the show was about to literally cum to an end! Rhamos came first. Josh reached over his own back and held onto both of the throbbing nuts pressed against his ass. He squeezed them hard and made his Mexican man howl with pleasure.

“Hell yeah boy, fuckn’ shit, that’s the way! Milk dady’s nuts, Oh shit kid!”

Josh felt the spunk explode deep inside him. He closed his eyes and licked his lips as the warmth of the flowing pluses of sperm spread past his twitching rectum and raced through the rest of his skinny naked body.

Just as soon as the initial orgasmic shock had left him Rhamos began fucking again. Each slow thrilling slide in and out of that sweet ass pumped his seed back down the outside of his still spasaming shaft where it clung onto his dark pubes like strings of white rubber.

When he finally withdrew for the last time he turned to show the handsome young stranger his semi-flacid sperm slickened prick. The guy flicked his head in the direction of Josh now sitting on the rear bumper and quickly masturbating; Rhamos smiled.

“Clean up this mess whore,” Rhamos said holding his hanging package in front of Josh’s face.

The blonde dude grinned as Josh went to work. He watched eagerly as the kid licked, sucked and eventually took each testicle and then the whole floppy dick it’s self into his mouth, all while continuing to beat himself off in a steady languid rhythm.

“I’m gonna cum.” Josh said quietly as he knelt over Rhamos’s happy face. The teenager aimed his hairless prick into the waiting open mouth and shot a decient enough spray down the latino man’s throat. Rhamos closed his lips around the boy’s exposed glans and started sucking every last drop of cream from the depths of his lover’s teenage balls. Neither of them had noticed the stranger leave immediately after that.

“Oh Josh,” Rhamos said as the two drove out of the building and into the midday Manhattan sunshine. “About that job?”

“Yes?”

“I’ll take it!”

“Yes, I thought you might.”

“So, at what time do you want me to pick you up in the morning?”

“Oh Ramy,” Josh chuckled, “I don’t need a driver, I need to expand my business.”

“What?” Rhamos asked bluntly while breaking hard for the red traficlight.

“Shit Ramy, you’re going to become a fuckn’ expensive arse-whore – just like me!”

June 2012.

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To paraphrase the old TV show: only the names and places have been changed in order to protect… well me really; that JKR is one litegous bitch!

When they said he was to get a big corner office Barry Porter should have known it would be something like this. Sitting down at his cubicle in the corner of the otherwise unpopulated sub-basement seventy-three of the Ministry of Magic he wondered how at only thirty-years old his life had come to a standstill like this.

The glory days when his name was synonymous with saving the world over-and-over again seemed a lot longer ago than the mere five years since he had first taken this job.

“Getting yourself in on the ground floor, that’s the way to greatness my boy!” is what Bumbleport said to Barry before he had levitated away from Sowpimple College for the last time.

Well if Barry had started on the ground floor why was he now seventy-three floors below it? Advancement they had called it, but the only advancing Barry ever did was shifting the paperwork from the ‘in’ side of his desk to the ‘out’ side. And since the Ministry of Magic has a very strictly enforced ‘no magic within its walls’ policy he had to physically shift all that paperwork too.

A fortnight ago; and since the long-grey-beards up-upstairs had introduced a time dilation to increase productivity that’ll be sixteen and a half days, the five enchanted mice that had been weaving fibre cables through the huge multi-dimensional building for several years and nine hours had finally reached sub-basement seventy-three (now you would think these magical mice would pose a problem but since their business was ‘in’ rather than ‘within’ the walls they clearly fell outside of the stated ministerial policy) and then three whole days later the muddles from tech support had arrived to hook-up Barry’s M-Mac to the presumably still sunlit outside world.

So with the humming central air conditioning unit come dimension stabilization plant come main photocopier toner distribution pump below his feet making the only other sound in the vast empty room Barry had quickly found the one advantage to being hidden away all alone for eight hours-a-day; eight and a quarter days-a-week.

That advantage, providing that the always suspicious and all seeing Blazing Vertical Partition Committee (since they met in a room were the walls were literally ablaze the BVPC was more commonly known as the firewall) didn’t mind, was uninterrupted, uncapped and unsupervised all-day-long access to wizards on muddles (all one word) dot spl.

Barry’s wife had banned him from visiting his favorite of his favorites at home after she had caught him late one night trying to increase his bandwidth! So now while at work Barry’s wireless headphones continually sang with the sounds of willing warlocks and their multiples of muddles on an often hours long magical mystery tour; or thanks to one particularly popular fetish catagory – magical misery tour.

Distracted for a moment while dragging a stack of files into the (since the dimension stabilization plant was acting up again) literally endless distance it was an inflection in a voice that Barry thought he recognized. Scattering the mound of papers as he flew back across the room he landed in his chair far too excited to hope no one had noticed the spike in the Ministry’s magical ether.Ctrl+F12 completely filled Barry’s twenty-two HD inches with a rather too large swinging ballsack for his particular liking – a large pale, be-freckled and sparsely ginger-haired swinging ballsack!

“I know those!” He yelled while pointing at the screen as if there had been someone to show the digitalized event to.

The memories of sharing rooms at the school, of teen-age boys returning from the shower block and of one particular incident when his ardent request for a tea-bag was completely misunderstood all instantly appeared in Barry’s brain.

Then sure enough; just as the camera angle panned and the three people hovering about four feet above the bed rotated around each other the contorted freckled face of Don Beasley appeared from between the legs of… of… .

“By The Great Zort’s ghost,” Barry exclaimed loudly, “it’s another dude!”

“Well I never.” Barry slumped in his ergonomic chair which in detecting his incorrect posture immediately tipped him onto the floor. Well at least Don looks like he’s enjoying himself – Barry thought while knelling at his desk; taking it like a man really.

“Wow! Now he’s actually taking it from a man…, now two men!” he chuckled to himself.

Yet as Don Beasley’s passionate groanings flowed from Barry’s headphones and echoed from another memory of Sowpimple’s darkened dormroom Barry Porter couldn’t stop himself from giggling like a novice witch – or from watching; come to that!

“Damn!!!” Barry exclaimed far too loudly, “fuck’n buffering… !”

March 2010.

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I guided Cody to my bedroom where I turned to face him and said, “We’ll start slow.”

With that statement, I moved closer to him and as I began to slowly undress him, I leaned forward and gently pressed my lips to his. He didn’t pull back so as I continued to unbutton his shirt, I began easing my tongue between his lips.

A second later he parted his lips and we began a slow deep throat tongue kiss. He seemed to really be getting into it by the time I removed his shirt.

I moved to his shorts and unbuckled and unzipped them, letting them fall to the floor as we continued to kiss. His briefs, however, got hooked on his rock hard cock as it protruded straight out. Soon they were on the floor also.

Without me telling him anything, he picked up on the action and began undressing me. Soon, I was totally nude also and guided him to the bed.

We lay down and began another hot tongue kiss as hour hands explored each others body. After a few minutes, I began working my way down his body with my tongue. As I did, he moaned softly. I caressed and sucked each nipple slowly and gently. Then I moved lower soon reaching his cock and balls and as I licked of the large clear drop of precum from his cock tip he gasped loudly.

I moved on to his balls and gently sucked one then the other into my mouth and caressed each with my tongue.

Now it was time for the ‘main event’.

I moved back up and after lifting his cock from his stomach, I slowly swallowed all eight inches until I had my nose buried in his thick dark bush.

“MOTHER FUCK!!!” he exclaimed loudly.

I began sucking his beautiful delicious tool and before long I was being fed a huge sweet thick load of his cum as he said “Oh shit!” over and over.

I moved back up next to him and began kissing him again, letting him get a taste of his own cum that I hadn’t swallowed.

After the kiss, he began doing the same thing to me as I had done to him, even licking off the drops of precum. He sucked my balls for a while then returned to my cock.

After taking a deep breath, he began taking my cock into his mouth. He began sucking my cock and ever so slowly he took more and more into his mouth until he buried his nose in my bush.

“Fuck, yea,” I said softly. “That’s the way.”

He continued sucking my hard cock and soon brought me to a raging climax. As my cock exploded, sending the first huge stream into his virgin mouth, I screamed out in pleasure, “Fuck, yea. Eat it, eat it all.”

And eat it all he did before coming back up to me and kissing me.

After the kiss, I asked “Well?”

He looked at me for a moment then said, “Getting sucked was awesome. I honestly think it was better that fucking a tight cunt. As fr the sucking it was definitely different but erotic. I admit that I did like the taste. Will I do it again, I don’t know, but probably.”

We kissed and cuddled for a while then began fondling each other. Soon we were both hard.

Then, without warning, Cody dove for my cock and again swallowed it and began sucking me. After a moment I stopped him and flipped around into a sixty-nine. Soon we were eagerly feeding each other our loads.

For the next several meetings, we sucked and kissed for hours. Then, I couldn’t hold out any longer. After looking at houses until mid afternoon, we went to Cody’s place. Once undressed and in bed, I looked into his face and said, “I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock up my ass.”

“Really?”

“Hell yea.”

I flipped onto my back and raised my legs. I hadn’t yet introduced him to rimming so I spit onto my fingers and lubed my hole then sucked on his cock, getting it moist.

He got into position and began his insertion. Once the head was in, I grabbed his hips and pulled hard, forcing his entire cock deep into my hole. “Fuck me stud,” I exclaimed.

And fuck me he did! His rhythm drove me wild and soon he filled my hole with his huge load.

After pulling out, he looked at me and said, “I guess it’s only fair that I let you fuck me.”

“Not at all if you don’t want it. It’s a personal preference.”

“I’d like to at least see what it’s like. You sure seemed to enjoy it.”

I agreed to fuck him and retrieved my lube from my bedside table. I lubed my fingers and began working his ass with my fingers. Before long, I had my cock lubed and was ready to enter his virgin hole.

He got into position as did I and when my cock head entered his hole he yelled out, “HOLY SHIT!”

I asked if he wanted me to pull out and he said no. I let him adjust and after a while I began to slowly go deeper into his ass. After a few minutes he asked how much was left to go in.

“Baby, you’ve had it all for the last three or four minutes.”

“Fuck me. I want to feel you shoot in me.”

I did and as I fired my load up his ass he smiled and said, “Fuck yea. It feels fucking awesome.”

From that day on we sucked and fucked regularly. I also introduced him to rimming and he took right to it. he soon admitted to me that he was totally into male sex and considered himself gay.

None of the houses he showed me gave me the privacy I wanted. He agreed to keep looking.

Then, one Wednesday morning he called me.

I know you’re at work but a house just came on the market and it is perfect for you. It’s an estate sale so it won’t last long. I’ll pick you up in fifteen minutes.

He did and as we drove to see the house he filled me in.

“The owner passed away about a month ago and her kids live out of town and don’t want the house so it will probably go cheap. It has a formal living room and dining room as well as family room, kitchen, breakfast area, as well as four bedrooms and four and a half baths. However, the best part is that it sits on forty heavily wooded acres, so you will have plenty of privacy.”

“Sounds perfect,” I said.

Soon we arrived at the house and as we entered the family room, I looked through the large glass windows at a beautiful pool.

I turned to Cody and as he smiled he said, “I thought I’d surprise you.”

We went through the house and it was perfect. I told him I wanted to put in a bid.

Anxiously, I waited for three weeks when Cody finally called me.

“I’ve got some news,” he said with sorrow in his voice.

I knew I missed out on the house. “Well?” I said.

“May I list your townhouse when you move into your new home?”

“You mean I got it?”

“Yes, and there is more. They said you could keep what ever furniture you wanted.”

I chose the furniture in the living room and dining room and in the three extra bedrooms plus the patio furniture.

Three weeks later, I signed the papers. I packed up and called the movers. Once they arrived and everything was unloaded, I called Jake and Billy to come out and help me unpack. They did and afterwards we all three stripped and hit the pool. I excused myself and went in to get us each a beer. I also called Cody.

I knew how Jake had the hots for Cody so with great difficulty I refrained from telling him that I had introduced Cody to male sex.

It was planned that we would all be by the pool nude when Cody arrived and joined us pool side.

Thirty minutes later, as the three of us sat by the pool boned from talking about having sex in the pool, Cody arrived and came through the house and onto the patio.

“Hello everyone,” he said, with a beer in hand.

Both Jake and Billy attempted to cover themselves as Cody approached me and as I stood, began tongue kissing me.

“What the fuck?” Jake asked.

I just smiled as Cody removed his tank top and shorts. He was commando and his cock was half hard.

I had told him that Jake had the hots for him and he put our plan into action after sipping his beer. Very casually he waked over to Jake and introduced himself before quickly dropping and swallowing Jake’s cock. After bringing Jake to a roaring climax, he did the same to Billy.

As Cody sucked both guys off, I told them all about how Cody and I began having sex and how he was originally a total virgin to man sex.

After Cody finished Billy, he walked back over to Jake and said, “I understand you have been wanting something I have.” As he said it he waved his hard cock in Jake’s face.

Jake wasted no time in swallowing Cody’s cock and sucking like a wild man. Billy came to me and began sucking me as Cody and I kissed passionately.

After we climaxed, I prepared burgers on the grill. After eating, Jake looked at me and said, “I guess I’ll forgive you for keeping a secret from me since I’ve kept one from you.”

“And what would that secret be?” I asked.

“Three weeks ago I asked Billy to be my partner and he accepted. He’s moved in with me.”

Cody and I congratulated them and wished them well. I asked Jake if the boss knew that they lived together.

“Yes, he does. When Billy told him he was moving, he asked why and Billy told him he was moving in with me. then the old fart wished us well and admitted that he had seen Billy and I having sex a few months before. He said he hoped we would be as happy as his son and his partner are.”

“Holy shit! His son is gay also?”

“It seems that way,”

All three spent the night and we had complete uninhibited sex in the den.

Every weekend the three would visit for dinner and sex.

A month later, I announced that Cody and I were now lovers. Jake and Billy were happy for us.

That was five years ago and we are all still happily committed. Every summer we vacation together.

Both couples will have sex with other singles and couples but never have one on one sex with single guys. We always have sex together.

THE END

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I nod my head.

‘It’s okay, that’s what many start off as.’

He leans back and puts his hands in the back of his head. We proceed talking. I come to learn that his name is actually Oscar. I also come to learn how him and Rachel became friends, which I didnt really pay much attention to.

Somewhere in the middle of our conversation, I accidentally drop my cellphone. I quickly reach down for it, but not before bumping foreheads with Oscar.

We both laugh in unison. I start raising back up, when I feel a hand grip my neck. I turn to Oscar and barely have time to gaze at him when I feel his lips clash with mine…

His lips were amazingly soft and warm. It felt like we were like that for a long time, but it was no longer than 5 second. I immediately react by pushing him away…

‘I’m so sorry! I don’t know what took over me. I swear to you I-‘

I grip his shirt and clash my lips with his again. His eyes give out the amusement that hes feeling. I break the kiss once again. He looks at me… speechless. My lips were aching for more of Oscar. I felt weird feeling that way for a guy. But I couldn’t help it.

I grab oscar by the hand, who is still speechless, and guide him upstairs. I rush him to the farthest corner of Rachels house and sit him against a wall. He looks at me with excitement. I sit right next to him and proceed with kissing him. I couldn’t get enough of him. His tongue explores with mine. He grabs me by my hips and pulls me in closer. I feel his hand touch my stomach, trying to yank my shirt. I get a tight grip on his wrist

‘I’m not ready for that yet…’

he nods and lets out a breathless okay.

His lips start connecting with my neck. The smooth touch of his cheek against my jawline makes my cock pulse. Followed by his lips dragging from across my neck to my shoulder. I put my thighs together to stop my cock from tenting. Good lord, where have I been all my life?! This felt so right. So erotic. So splendid. So soft. So…

‘Elizar?’ I hear a voice call from behind me.

I tighten my eyes closed and hold my breath. I knew exactly who that was.

Walter…

I turn around to find two surprising eyes gazing at me. My mouth goes dry, no sound comes out of me. Oscar, who looks at Walter with confusion, also remains speechless.

‘Sorry, I was just gonna… Sorry.’ Walter said breaking the silence and not finishing his sentence, walks away.

Oscar and I rest our head on the wall.

‘Now what?’ he asks.

‘I… I don’t know.’ I say letting out a heavy sigh.

After 20 minutes of panicking up here with Oscar. Victoria calls from down the hallway. I put a finger in my lips as a signal for Oscar to not say anything. Before going, I lean down to whisper in his ear.

‘Thanks for making me try something new.’ I say winking at him.

He smiles and his adorable dimples reveal. I was scared out of my brains. But that didnt mean I had to blame Oscar for everything.

I walk downstairs and find the house empty. Geez, how long were we up there? I meet Rachel, Victoria, and Rodger at the door.

‘Wheres Walter?’ I ask, gulping down saliva built up in my mouth from all the nerves.

‘Hes in the car, hes driving since he didnt drink at all tonight.’ Rodger says.

Walking to the car seemed to take forever. each of my steps echoeing. I decide to let Victoria sit in the passenger seat with all the tension going on tonight. Rodger opens the back seat door, I take a deep breath, and go in.

I avoid gazing at Walter through the whole ride. But find him staring at me through the central rear view mirror at times… with angry or disappointed eyes. I felt like a kid being punished… but I didnt know what for..

We all walk in silence into the house and each of us into our room. I try to fast walk into my room to avoid talking to Walter, but fail to do so.

‘Elizar…’

I hold my breath once again and turn to face him.

‘Can we talk?’

I nod my head feeling as nervous as a child in trouble.

I enter his room once again and sit on the corner of his bed. Silence takes over the room. Cold frightening silence.

‘So… may I please be told what I saw over there?’ he asks

‘I… I kissed a guy.’ I whisper

‘Well you dont say?… I thought you were checking to see if his tongue was working fine.’ he said sarcastically.

My anger started raising.

‘Why are you so mad?!’ I ask frusturated and confused. ‘What does my life have to do with you?’

‘If we are gonna live under the same roof, then you should atleast be honest with me.’

‘What do you want me to be honest with you about?!?!’ I nearly yell.

‘ABOUT YOUR SEX PREFERENCE!!’

‘WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY?!’

‘SAY WHAT YOU REALLY ARE!!’

‘IM GAY!!!’

The room went quiet… the world went quiet.

‘Im…. gay’ I repeat whispering this time.

‘And I have no problem with that.’ Walter said laying a hand on my shoulder.

I respond with a smile and a thanks.

‘Neither do we’ I hear a high familiar pitched voice come from the door.

Rodger and Victoria stood in the doorway.

‘We heard everything’ Rodger said showing a supporting smile.

I had no words to say. No way to feel. I felt blank.

‘I think we should… give you some time alone?’ Walter asks unsure.

I nod and head to my room.

I sigh with relief and get into bed. I stay up for an hour or so… thinking about today…

wow… I’m gay.

…. I’m gay… I’m gay!

(Hey guys, I know once again I’ve taken long in submitting my stories, but I have had a busy schedule. As always, I will TRY to update as soon as possible. -Robbie)

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Austin and Perry stood between the familar over-sized wodden coffee table and the open fireplace that sparked and hissed as the glowing embers started to flame around the dry logs that Perry had just laid atop them. Austin reached out and stroked Perry’s exposed arm; after the more than ten years of passion and sex the two shared with each other Austin knew that when Perry bent over like that, with his ass high in the air, he wanted more wood than just the split bits of old apple tree from the large wicker basket!

The two twenty-something men embraced one another tightly and although Austin was only sixteen months older than his little brother he still had to bend-down to start kissing him.

As their tongues danced around one-another each sibling reached between their colliding bodies to work quickly at unbuckling belts before attacking shirt buttons, shoes and jean zippers; they were forcefully peeling themselves from their clothes as they continued kissing. It seemed like that within a very well practiced few seconds both young brothers were in their tight brightly patterned briefs; each piece of thin fabric barely able to restrain the physical reaction to their fully obvious passion for each other as, once again, their now exposed lean bare bodies collided and they tightly held onto one another.

The two brothers were working their lips along necks and around ears as their hands roamed across the lean curves that had been so well explored long before they had ever been this muscular. Soon their palms were sliding down deep behind out-streached waistbands and the two boys finally started looking like a couple of your typical Abercrombie models whose photoshoot was getting just a little too homoerotic for the catalogue!

Perry was the first to break-away. “Christ ‘Tin,” he stammered. “How the hell do you still make me feel like this?”

Austin reached over and cupping his open hand across the back of his little brother’s neck began stroking his thumb along the top inch of Perry’s upper spine.

“I could ask the very same of you too, Pear.” He replied.

The short Minnesota fall evening had quickly become night and by only the light of the dancing fire the Samuels’ boys stepped out of their underwear; each brother grinning as they admired the erect naked male perfection they both saw.

“I couldn’t want for anything more than this,” Austin whispered.

“What?” Perry asked. “Stuck at home on a Saturday night with no date and nothing worth watching on the box?”

“…And with my stark naked little brother,” Austin added stepping forward.

The two siblings fell together and then tripped backward onto the wide green leather couch. Austin reached-up behind them and the room was almost immediately flooded with light from all directions.

“You were always so… beautiful,” Austin said quietly as he reached down and in one large hand took hold of both of their achingly erect cocks. “So pretty,” he added after a couple of strokes.

As his big brother bagan masturbating them both Perry held his brother’s head to his left nipple, his large square pectoral muscle was twitching as the tight hairless skin was pulled away between Austin’s teeth. Perry reached down and ran his index finger along his brother’s crack, drove it down between the rock-hard hemispheres and then ran the tip of his finger nail across and around Austin’s flinching puckered arsehole. His brother bit him hard – twice!

“Oh, would you just look at that!” Austin yelled as his slow oral decent of his little brother’s flawless nude flesh had finally reached home. “Well done Pear!” He added just short of sarcastically.

Perry’s eyes were glazed, his athletic body was ridgid and he breathed only in short gasps; it was as if completely blowing his nut this early had come as just as big a surprise to him as it had everyone else!

“Right in my god-damned eye,” Austin laughed as he wiped the warm thick spunk away with the corner of Perry’s discarded silk shirt. “Shit, it’s all in my hair, over my fuckn’ tits,” Austin felt someting wet and lifted-up his muscular arm, “fuck you man – my armpit? How the fuck do you cum in my bloody armpit?”

The entire room reverberated with riotous laughter!

“Fuck me ‘Tin.” Perry spoke flatly but with a dedicated tone that made it plain that ejaculating an entire biblical flood of semen didn’t mark the end of his fornicating needs.

Austin carried his brother to the coffee table and slid him forward so that his butt was hangging just over the edge. He lifted Perry’s left leg to his shoulder and in a fit of erotic inspiration dragged his ridgid gently curved dick across the pool of his younger brother’s sticky wet sperm trapped in the corner of his brother’s favorite yellow shirt. His thought of pumping his little brother’s seed back deep inside of him was eagerly accepted by Perry grabbing his buttocks and spreading his ass to expose his waiting, willing and more-than-ready little hole.

Austin lent his hips forward and braced his torso against the thick muscles of his younger brother’s raised leg. Then as the head of his bare circumcised and sperm lubricated prick easily disappeared past Perry’s young but well used ring both brothers’ moaned in the combined pleasure of an overly experienced couple of lovers.

Austin groaned; well, really a long low rutting growl just as his slow first full insertion gently pressed his tight nutsacks against his brother’s ass.

“You have the best fuckn’ boi-cunt ever lit’l brother.” Austin started to quicken his pace.

“Lock n’ key,” Perry whispered back.

Every-so-often Austin’s long run of fast and agressive thrusting would slow down or even come to a stop as an increasingly sweat stained Austin would enjoy a gentle fleshy anal spasm massaging his fully encased and overly stimulated pole. Then, holding too tightly to Perry’s narrow hips he would drag his little brother back down the varnished table and begin the full assult all over again!

Perry’s raised leg dropped to his older brother’s hip as Austin lent forward and again the two sibling’s lips met in a long and damp passion laden kiss.

“Oh ‘Tin,” Perry mumbled, “fill me up man; just like that very first time, shit man, spray my guts full of yer wounderful hot spunk!”

Laying his wet steaming body atop the full length of his sprawled little brother Austin Samuels worked his arms under Perry’s shoulders and held tightly to the back of his head as he bagan to rapidly work his way to an awesome climax. With each faster and harder forward pounding of his pelvis the entwined young couple were both forced further up over the sweat slickened tabletop.

Austin broke from his brother’s kiss and arched his back in an exaggerated curve that threw his head up too. His face was strained and contorted, his lower lip was curled back over his bottom teeth.

“Fuck!!!” he screamed somewhat too loudly for a suburban livingroom!

He stayed there, held ridgidly in the waves of an orgasm far too strong too even cry out against. With the two of them almost unbreathing you could swear that the room was silent enough to hear Austin’s balls once again pumping away against the parted sphincter of his little brother Perry.

As the older Samuels brother bagan to reclaim himself Perry gently stroked his brother’s heaving shaved chest and swaying abdominal curves.

“Why don’t you come back down here?” He asked.

Smiling like the Cheshire cat Austin slowly lowered himself back along his beautifully used and now completely satisfied younger brother. He stroked his brother’s wet face and ran his fingers through the kids long blonde hair just as a set of final twitching spasms made sure that the very last of his available load ended up in the undeniably right place.

“Fuck it man, I’m so glad we still get to do this shit,” Perry said happily.

Austin gave his little brother a few pecking kisses as he eased his backside up and slid his bloated dick from the soft, warm and inviting rectum he knew so very well. Kneeling between his brother’s parted thighs he was again amazed at the gaping open hole he had always left in Perry’s tight tiny ass.

As he stood up Austin’s hanging genitals sparkled in the harshly lit room. The mixture of both the Samuels boys’ spunk covered his cock, nuts and trimmed pale yellow pubic hairs with a sheen of glistening almost metalic looking silver.

“Yeah, I don’t think I could survive if we ever had to stop fucking each other,” he replied as he aided his well used little brother to his feet.

“Well then; I bet your glad the economy fuckn’ sucks so much and you both had to come back home after graduation.”

“What do you mean?” Asked Austin and Perry together; flatly.

“Don’t get me wrong guys; I’m sure glad you two are back home, we both are. Aren’t we honey?”

“Delighted! Now you two go and get yourselves cleaned-up while your mom and dad tidy up all this mess that their lovely little boys’ just made.”

Lining-up as they passed-by the sofa before headding for the hallway each sex-stained son dutifully kissed their parents cheek.

A little later with the fire again just glowing embers in the harth the entwined Samuels family sat on the couch and watched the late news together. The sexually exhausted and still butt naked boys, soon after, falling asleep in their parents soft loving embrace.

“Shit I’d almost forgotten how great Perry’s cum filled ass-hole looks,” their father whispered.

“…and Austin’s cock;” their mother spoke quietly too, “shit no matter how big these kid’s get we still made a hell of a couple of great spunk making machines, dear.”

From behind their boys’ the middle-aged couple lent together and gently kissed.

“…and they say you can’t relive the glory days.” Austin’s father let his open hand slide up along his son’s strong naked thigh and then slowly he gently wrapped his fingers around his sleeping boy’s limp shaft. Then, he turned his head and quietly kissed his youngest son on the forehead.

As she had done countless times before their mother slowly slid from under her nude sleeping son. She stood-up and looking down she smiled broadly at all three of her lovely men.

“Coffee?” She asked her husband quietly.

Her husband cocked his head to the left and raised his right eyebrow.

“Blow-job?” He answered back.

January 2012.

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The day I made my Employee Mine

I owned my own Moving Service Company, Men with Muscles Movers Inc.

It was located in the suburbs of Vancouver BC.

I have learned over the years to treat people right, respect their property, and things will go well for you. We succeeded in doing this and referrals were pouring in so much that I could almost not keep up.

I was lucky to have working for me an eager energetic man of about thirty two or so. He is very conscientious in what he does, and took to the job without a problem. He always has a cheery smile on his face, and nothing seemed to get him down. And the best part was that he was a real piece of eye candy. He was a real head turner. He was perfect in almost every way, from his deep masculine baritone voice to his sunny disposition and his incredibly radiant piercing blue eyes. When he looked at you he almost hypnotised you and you immediately liked him and felt like you would do anything for him.

I noticed the way he often watched me out of the corner of his eye.

I really wasn’t quite sure if he was checking me out and maybe just maybe he was open to doing more with me than just working together. I tried not to get my hopes up.

We were just finishing off the move we were working on, Darian, that was his name, had climbed into the back of the truck and I handed him the tarps to place in the forward part of the truck bed.

Darian was wearing a tight form fitting tank top showing off his powerful masculine chest, abs and pecs. He was a perfect specimen of a man. He had on a pair of cut off 501 button denim shorts that hugged his plush full butt. I had never seen him nude but he also sported a huge basket, he didn’t wear underwear or he must wear boxer shorts because his cock always hung down the right side of his leg. He must have a good sized rod in his package as it always hung down at least four inches.

To make matters worse he would often wait until I was behind him and then he would find some reason to causally bend over at the waist and place something down on the floor or pick something up. His ass would be stuck up in the air and it seemed to me that he was doing his best to show it to me.

Damn he really had me getting hot and horny and I had to try extremely hard not to get a boner. All I wanted to do was run up behind him grab him around the waist and rip off his shorts, bend him over and ram my gargantuan eight and a half inch cock deep inside his hot ass. Taking him and making him my fuck toy.

But for now all I could do was drool and lick my lips.

Darian stood up and turned around to look at me. I barely had time to pull my tongue back into my mouth and look quickly away or pretend I was doing something.

He stretched his arms up high over his head flexing his hot body, exposing his firm eight Pac, yes I said eight Pac. He had the perfect set and they just bulged in front of me. He had a slight trail of hair running up his chest and between his pecs. Damn I could hardly control myself. I just wanted to bury my face in his chest and lick him all over.

He had a smirk on his face as he said, “Another good job Boss. We really know how to get it done right. We make a damn good team.”

It was late Friday afternoon and we were done for the day. I thought for a moment and then decided to bite the bullet; maybe I could get this stud into some fun for the weekend.

“Darian” I inquired, “You got anything planned for the weekend? I was thinking on heading up to my cottage and spending a relaxing time just boating and swimming and whatever.” I figured I would throw the word whatever in just to leave things open. Maybe I could entice Darian up to my cottage and then I could have my way with him.

Darin dropped his hand to his head and scratched it thinking and then answered me in an that excited cocksure manly baritone voice of his, “Well boss I don’t have anything really planned, I think I am open to some pleasureful time with my Boss at the cottage. I think it will be fun. Just so long as there is no work to do.” He cracked a big smile at me and his baby blue eyes were just sparkling.

Fuck I decided then and there I was going to have this stud anyway I could get him. Besides it sounded like he in a roundabout sort of way was coming on to me. Maybe this would be a great weekend after all.

“Stupendous” I purred, “Then it is settled, it’s just you and me for the weekend, boy’s time out. I really look forward to this.”

Darian strode toward me and jumped down out of the back of the truck, put his arm around my shoulder and drawled out, “Yup, it’s gonna be a weekend to remember.”

We got into the front cab of the truck and I drove Darian home. He said he needed about half an hour to get ready and he would meet me at back at my place at six PM.

I went home with all kinds of lustful erotic thoughts flowing through my head. My cock was getting hard just with anticipation of things to come.

Promptly at six there was a knock on the door and there was Darian with a duffle bag full of his gear. God he was just so fucking hot looking, a man to die for.

I had changed into my cut off wranglers with no underwear so that my huge uncut cock hung down the side of my leg. I was quite well endowed. Five inches soft and when I got hard, well let’s just say I had a real pleasure tool worth having. I was in quite good shape for my forty five year old body. I kept fit and exercised regularly. I also had on a tight form fitting jet black tank top. Displaying my well-shaped upper body.

As I led him towards my jeep I glanced in the side mirror on the door. Wow was he checking me out? Was there really a chance that I would get this stud where I wanted him? Maybe this would turn out to be one of the best weekends ever.

It didn’t take long to throw the gear in the back, climb into my jeep and then we were off to the cottage.

My cottage was about three hours north of the city on a small island in a lake. There was only one other cottage on the island beside mine and the owner hardly ever used it so I mostly had the island to myself. I had it stocked with all sorts of supplies and we would want for nothing. There was a portable generator that ran the electricity for the place. It had all the comforts of home.

Darian was really impressed with it. “Wow Boss” He blurted out in an almost jealous voice, “You have every fucking thing that a guy would want. I wish that I had something like this.”

Well if things went the right way and I succeeded in seducing this stallion, he would have something like this. I was willing to share.

We went up the porch and I unlocked the cabin door. Putting my arm around Darian I ushered into my parlour.

“Well, come in, come in.” I said as I opened the door wider for him. He stepped past me through the doorway. I noticed him glance down at my crotch. I smiled inwardly to myself.

Darian’s jaw dropped as he looked around. “Wow,” He exclaimed, “This is fucking amazing dude!!”

The place was nothing really spectacular but it was homey. It was about 40′ by 40′. Had a small open kitchen, washroom off to the side and a big fireplace that engulfed the at least half of one of the walls. There was a small table with chairs in the breakfast nook and a comfy couch and chair in front of the fireplace. Off to the side was a door leading to my bedroom with a huge queen-sized bed in it.

I turned to Darian and said, “I hope you don`t mind, but I am afraid that I only have one bedroom and we will have to sleep together. Or if you want the couch is a pull out bed and you could sleep there.”

I really hoped he would say he would sleep with me and it turned out I was in luck.

“Hey Man” He laughed, “I’m not shy. I wouldn’t mind shacking up with you. You don’t bite do you?”

I chuckled back at him, “Well at least not hard, but just know I am really a vampire and plan on making you one of my minions.” I opened my lips and gritted my teeth and made playful growls at him.

We had a good laugh at that. So it was settled. We would sleep together. I showed him into my bedroom and we unpacked and got ready for our stay.

When we were done, Darian threw one of his arms around me and we walked back into the main room. It felt so good to have his arm around me. Damn it sent tingles up and down my spine.

We walked toward the kitchen. “How would you like to start off the weekend with a few good stiff drinks? How about it? I have some over proof rum from Jamaica. Hey it’s our special weekend. No holds barred, anything goes. Let’s get blitzed.” I looked deeply into his beautiful baby blues and hoped he took the hint.

Darian laughed and said, “Shit Ya, No holds barred let’s get blitzed together. Get to know each other really well. all the way.”

He came towards me and leaned forward put his hands behind my head and then placed his forehead against mine and just starred deeply into my eyes. We stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity. Then out of the blue Darian closed his eyes, turned his head to the side and leaned closer to me. He placed his lips against mine and eagerly parted them and stuck his tongue into my mouth. I let out a gasp. Was he really doing this to me? We embraced for a long few minutes, just relishing in each other’s clasp. My head was spinning, I felt so good, so at ease.

We parted a moment later and then Darian looked me full in the face and smiled a deep wonderful smile saying, “Ya know Boss I have been trying to get up enough courage to do that for a long time. You are a truly amazing handsome man. I have lusted for you since I started working for you, but the occasion never arose for me to make a move on you. I think I have read the signs and you also lust for me. I am going to show you the weekend of your life. Please say you feel the same way.”

I replied in a stuttering voice, “Oh Darian, I thought this would never happen, yes I want you, I need you. Let us explore each other’s bodies this weekend. Become a pair.”

Clearing his throat he slowly spoke out in that hot baritone voice of his. “I didn’t realize how built you are. You don’t usually wear such tight fitting clothes. The loose work clothes hide your fine body.”

“OK,” he shrugged changing the subject. “What about that Rum. I sure could use a stiff drink right about now.” He said in a shy embarrassed voice.

I turned towards the pantry and grabbed the bottle of rum. Got out a pitcher, poured in about five or so shots of rum, put in some ice and then topped it off with some coke. Since the rum was ovenproof what I had really put in would be the equivalent of about twenty shots. This was one potent pitcher of a cocktail. Then I reached for two frosted glass mugs from the freezer and filled them to the brim with the cocktail. I handed one to Darian and we toasted and then took a big swig of the brew. We both immediately started to cough. Damn that was harsh stuff. But it slowly mellowed to a good taste and we took another sip. This was more controlled and this time we didn’t cough.

We took a few more swigs and then Darian said, “Damn that is good stuff Boss, I am already starting to get a buzz.

I smiled and then took another sip, watching him take a drink, and then as one our eyes brightened as we stared at each other and then as one we quickly downed the whole rest of our mugs. Shit that was good, it burned but it was damn good.

“SSSHHHHIIIIIITTTT” Darian bellowed out. “FUUUUCCCKKKDDDDAAAMMMMMNNNN that was wicked.” As he shook his head back and forth.

I picked up the pitcher and refilled our glasses.

He stared at me for a moment, “This is pretty powerful. I probably shouldn’t. I really don’t know what I will do. I don’t want to get too crazy on you. But, it tastes really good. And you did say let’s get blitzed.”

We clinked our glasses together and a bit slower drained them again. The buzz began to set in.

Then I couldn’t control myself any longer. I grabbed a hold of Darian in a power hug and squeezed him tightly. I walked him backward to the bedroom and kicked open the door with my foot. I planted my mouth against his and sucked some of the rum juices out of him. We ground our lips together.

As we kissed deeply we struggled to take off each other’s clothes we parted lips and ripped our tanks off over our heads. Our chests were dripping and glistening with sweat. Then we just bent down and tugged off our shorts. We were stark naked. We stood a moment taking in each other’s bodies. We were so hot looking, a perfect pair of Stud Stallions. We were in full heat for each other.

I moaned as he reached forward with his hand and gently began stroking my hardening cock.

I looked into his eyes and immediately fell into lust at that moment. I licked my finger getting it lubed and then I reached out and grabbed him, pulling him to me. With my mouth open, my tongue forced its way past his lips, forcing his mouth open. I explored every inch of his hot mouth with my tongue over the top of his and deep into the recesses of the back of his throat, making him moan in pleasure.

My hands slid around down his back, pulling him into me. I then slid one down to his tight puckering crack.

I could feel him submitting to my dominance. Our cocks were rubbing against each other and then I found the entrance to his hole with my finger. He moaned out loudly as I touched his hole.

His hands were roaming up and down my sides and back. He started to whimper as I probed further into his opening. He pulled his face back to get a breath, looking up at the ceiling with a look of pure rapture on his face.

“Oh, fuck, Ya.” He moaned, “Take my ass, make it your possession, please take my ass, I give it freely to you it is yours.”

And take it I did, pushing my finger all the way into his hole. He spread his legs out a little more, giving me better access.

Slowly he started to back towards the bed pulling me with him. He fell out of my arms onto the bed and moved to the edge of the bed; he lay back, lifting his legs up into the air and grasped then with his hands.

“I want you inside of me.” He begged in a servile voice.

Well I could nothing but obey his order. I dropped to my knees in front of his melon cheeks and then spread then wide with my hands. His hole puckered at me, he used his butt muscles and made it wink at me. Oh ya, he was gonna get a good work over. I leaned eagerly forward and plunged my tongue into his hole. He let out a moan of pleasure.

Damn he tasted so good; apparently he had anticipated things to happen like this and had cleaned himself out before we had left for the cottage. He was so clean I could practically eat dinner out of him. I chewed and licked his pleasure channel and made him quiver in total rapture.

After about fifteen minutes of relishing in his musky chute, I pulled my face off of him and then licking my finger placed it against his hole again, pushing it inside of him, I leaned forward towards his neck and started to nibble on his neck and then ear. He was moaning as my finger was going in and out of him, and then I slowly put in a second finger. He groaned even louder. His ass was so moist.

I called out to him, “Darian, have you ever done this before. Had your hole played with by guys’ fingers and then fucked by his cock?”

“No” he yelled out, “But I want you. I want you to take me.”

As I nibbled on his ear I whispered into it, “I know of a way to make it a bit easier for you. I have some 5% xilocaine ointment, it’s the stuff that Dentists use to freeze your mouth but instead of liquid form it is in cream form. People use it to help ease the pain of their hemorrhoids. Let me smear some it on your asshole and it will deaden the pain somewhat so you will be able to take my cock easily. Also I have some stuff called Poppers, You sniff some and it makes your head spin with pleasure and let down your inhibitions. Have you ever tried some before?”

Darian looked deeply into my eyes and nodded his head no and then answered me in a trustful voice. “I want you so badly; I will do anything you ask. I trust you impeccably. All you have to do is ask and I will obey. Please teach me, I want to learn.”

With my free hand I reached in to the end table drawer and took out the tube of Xilocaine.

I slowly pulled my fingers out of his now quivering ass and applied a good ¼ tube of the cream to my fingers. Then I reached back between his legs and inserted them again, massaging and spreading the cream throughout and deep inside his hole. Darian was moaning out loudly ass I worked his ass getting it ready for my monster cock.

He hadn’t seen the size of my cock yet. Not when it was fully hard. My fingers went in past the knuckles.

I spread them wide inside of him stretching his hole and he was rocking his head from side to side and moaning out in sheer pleasure. He really loved it. And his ass was so hot and moist.

“I think we should wait.” I murmured into his ear. “After all, you may change your mind when you see how big my cock really gets when it is hard.”

It was already getting harder by the minute.

“No, fuck no. I love it.” He breathed heavily. “Give me your cock. Put it in me, please. You can’t be much bigger than your fingers and I can take that. And I can feel my ass loosening up, that cream is really working. “

Darian hunched up on his elbow and looked down at my now rock hard monster cock. His mouth dropped open and he let out a small gasp.

“Holy Crap,” He spoke out, “That is huge. It must be nine inches long and it is as thick as a coke can. Now I definitely want it. I want you to take me and make me yours, all the way. I know it will be a bit difficult, but I really do want it. Please be careful though.”

Using my free hand again, I reached into the drawer again and took out the bottle of poppers and I handed them to him.

“You need to hold one of your nostrils closed with your finger and take a few deep sniffs through the other one. Then switch nostrils. In a few second you will begin to get very high and your head will start spinning with pleasure. You will feel like you have the power to do anything, take anything. Let me know when you are ready for my cock.”

I had taken my fingers out of his hole and had placed the pulsating tip of my cock at his ready entrance.

He took the poppers from me, unstopped the bottle cap on them and then placed them against his left nostril, plugging his other one with his finger. He took two or three deep sniffs, then put the bottle to the other nostril and repeated his action.

Slowly a big smile came over his face, he laughed out loud and cried out in pure erotic happiness,”Fuck I feel fucken ggggreaaattttt, I feel like I am flying. My ass is twitching, please don’t make me wait. Take me, Take me PPPLLLLLEEEAAAASSSSSEEEE.” He whined like a puppy.

I moved forward pushing slowly up and in. It slowly broke through his cherry opening, his head fell back and he cried out, “OOOOOHHHHHHHH GGGGOOOOOOOODDD!” he screamed out.

I had just taken his virginity, I waited a minute to let him adjust to me being inside, then as I felt his ass muscles relax. I pushed some more of my girth into him, and then he started to moan in rapture.

“Is it OK?” I softly inquired of him. “Do you want me to pull out.”

“No don’t you dare stop. Give me all the rest of it.” He pleaded with his teeth tightly clenched, “I want it all. Don’t stop. Please don’t fucken stop? I want to be taken completely by you. I know I can take it.”

Even though I thought I was hurting him, I obliged. I slowly penetrated him further, inch by inch. His gates parted for me, accepted me, and invited me in. My cock was going where it needed and wanted to be.

Finally I had completely filled him with my total thickness and length.

He whimpered, as I slowly started to pull back out, then plunge it back in. He knew I had taken him. I had possessed his very sole. He was mine totally and unconditionally.

“Like it?” I asked, as I power drove him with my gargantuan tool. His ass had completely opened up and accepted every thick inch of my rod.

“Oh, fuck, yes. I crave it I need it. I don’t know how I lived without it up to now. I want it in me till the end of time.” He whimpered out as I brutally used his hot eager butt. I thrust in as hard as I could; my balls were making loud slapping noises against his butt cheeks. The headboard was banging hard against the wall behind it. Every once in a while I would slap his ass with the palm of my hand. Not hard but in a loving lustful way. I knew it was bringing untold pleasure to him.

“I want to be with you always, please fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, and fuck me.” He was chanting as he pleaded to me.

He was so turning me on so much with his lustful chanting talk, and the way his ass muscles hugged my cock. Each time he chanted Fuck me I rammed into the hilt. I built up speed and power, my body was a blur. I almost felt like I could put my whole body into his depths.

“Oh Boss, I want you to Fucken cum in me. I want to feel you shoot deep inside me. Fuck YA, YA. Oh, Boss, fuck me,” He continued to beg of me.

I was losing control rapidly; he was making me plunge into him like a jackhammer.

“Oh Yes, harder, harder. Pound my Fucken ass, your fucken ass.” he moaned uncontrollably as he submitted to my power. I had become his God. His Apollo.

He was quivering and shaking, I knew I was hitting his prostate, his love button. His ass had opened up so much for me that I could pull all the way out of him and his hole would stay wide open I didn’t even have to hold my cock with my hand to steer it into him. There seemed to be a suction coming from deep within him. My cock just plunged forward and found the opening. Like a strong vacuum my cock was sucked right in. I continued to take my cock completely out and then ram back in. Darian was thrashing his head from side to side as he dried out in pleasureful whimpering sounds.

I was sweating in droves and was dripping all over his stud stallion body.

From deep inside him a loud moaning howling animalistic roar sounded and built up to a huge credenda, as I pounded his/now my butt, over and over again.

“Oh, Boss man, my Boss man, I can taste you, I feel it in my throat. Fuck man you’re gonna make me CCCCUUUUMMMMM…” He Howl bellowed at the top of his voice.

I felt his ass clench my cock tightly as it began to pulsate and his body shook. I was taken to heights that were unbelievable. Then I lost control, my body shuttered spasmodically. I was moving at the speed of light but it was almost like slow motion. Then as one we erupted. My hot lava like jism started to fill his depths. His equally hot load began to gush over our chests and faces. His sperm shot high into the air, at least eight feet, it almost touched the ceiling. Then it rained down all over us covering us in a rain of his hot fluids. We had become one, completely together. We were in throws of pure and utter ecstasy. I kept ramming deep into him, as I filled him with the last of my load.

Then as one we collapsed. We were panting and shaking like leaves in a high wind, so much so that we passed out in each other’s arms.

Hours later I came to, I was lying on top of Darian and my cock was still deep inside his butt. It felt so right, so at home. It truly belonged there.

With my stirring, Darian’s eyes slowly opened.

He smiled at once and reached up to cradle my head. There was pure want and full adulation in his baby blue eyes. They were glistening and glowing. He was radiant. I felt so much love for him.

I slowly pulled my semi hard cock out of his ass with a loud sucking sound and fell to the bed beside him.

He snuggled into my chest and whispered in a content satisfying voice, “OH God, Boss, what have you done to me? I have never in my life felt this way before. I love you more than life itself. My ass feels so empty without you inside of it. I wish to be joined with you forever. You are my everything.”

He tilted his head up and his eyes penetrated mine, it seemed he was looking dreamily into my very sole.

I reached down to him and cradled his head in my hand and said emotionally. “Darian, OH my Darian. I love you too. So much that it hurts. Never leave me. I could not bear to lose you. Please say that you will be mine, forever.”

“Yes, My Boss, Yes, Forever. Forever.”

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For the last three months I spied him, sitting with his backpack between his legs and leaning back, eyes closed. The ten-minute ride from when I got on the train until he got off was the best part of my day, Monday, Wednesday and Friday. As creatures of habit he was sitting in the same spot, or close to it, every time. Of course I chose a spot that provided the best view without drawing attention. I could sit and look at him, as if in that daze people have when leaving work, and take in his beauty.

He was about twenty, short dark brown hair, pale skin of a guy who wasn’t outside in the sun all day and these amazing lips. They had a natural red color to them that was intoxicating.

It wasn’t easy to tell what his build was under the jackets and sweaters of a cold spring but I could tell he was trim in the waist and a nice stocky build of a young man who was no stranger to physical exercise of some sort. I would imagine him playing rugby or wrestling or swimming naked in the crystal clear water of a lagoon. Until his stop came and he left. His exit would vary, sometimes he would walk toward be to the door, other times away from me. Each was a gift allowing me to check out his bulge or his ass. Unfortunately his pants weren’t always tight. A young man such as he should be mandated by law to wear tight pants or jeans. When they were, the bulge was appealing and his ass, mouthwatering.

The week of finals for the college students came and he wasn’t on the train. It was a long week. The Monday following was the first truly warm day of spring and people shed the jackets and heavy clothing for tee shirts and shorts. For gay men such as myself it was the start of lusting season. Beautiful men wearing clothing that would show off their bodies for the next three months or so, allowing gay men to lust after them. It should be an official sport. They could make it a catch and release activity.

Back to that Monday. When I got on the train he was in his spot again. Shorts and a tee shirt. He was stunning. He didn’t have any tattoos or scars, not much hair on his arms or legs. His tee was loose, draped over the torso of a young stud. His shorts were baggy, hiding the treasures he possessed but teasing with firm calves. He was leaning back, his head resting against the window, eyes closed. His stop came and he remained. Was he asleep? I was tempted to call out to him and wake him, but didn’t want to reveal my close attention to him. My ten-minute ride watching this gorgeous youth last eighteen minutes, when the train reached my stop.

That night I thought about him as I stroked my cock; His beautiful lips around my shaft as my hands running through his dark hair.

Entering the train on Tuesday I didn’t see my young hunk. Deflated I sat down and rode the eighteen minutes to my stop wondering if I had seen the last of him. The term was over and his schedule could change so his ride home, or wherever he was going would be different.

Waiting for the train to pull up I stood at the same place on the platform and boarded the train and my eyes lit up. There he was! Sitting in that dreamy position, head back, body relaxed, backpack between his feet. His shorts weren’t quite as baggy and he was wearing a tee that was snug. That wonderful twitch that happens to your cock signaled I was turned on. I love when my cock twitches. His eyes were closed allowing me to gaze at him. His chest rose and sank with his breath. As it raised the fabric of his t-shirt stretched just a little bit. If I was closer I am sure his nipples would be visible. His stomach was flat. His arms were solid. He was surely an athlete at one point. Maybe he played on a team now? The train slowed as it reached his station. How could ten minutes go by so quickly? Adverting my eyes I looked out the window while keeping him in site. I had to see him walking to the door, see his taunt body while moving.

The train jerked to a stop. He opened his eyes, leaned forward and reached for his backpack. Standing up with the grace and strength of a racehorse he turned toward the door only a few feet in front of me. His snug tee was not quite a second skin, but damn close. I couldn’t resist turning my head toward him. I couldn’t resist scanning his body, looking at his bulge. He turned toward the door. Before I could turn away he looked over at me. His eyes met mine. I was busted. He caught me. I felt my face become warm. The doors opened. The next thing he did was smile at me.

I looked down as fast as I could, embarrassed and guilty. What was a man my age doing? Forty-five years old and ogling a young hunk, being caught, busted, and left to deal with the shame!

Waiting for the train the next day I contemplated riding in a different car to avoid seeing him and try to save face. The train pulled up, I stood still, and the desire to see my dreamy young stud was too great. Alas my worry was for naught. He wasn’t there. Had I seen the last of him? That thought stayed with me all evening and all day while at work. Was he gone? Would I see him again? Would a new young student equally as attractive take his place?

The last hour of work was terribly stressful. The anticipation grew, co-workers noticed and asked if I had something special planned. I pawned it off on being an amazingly beautiful day and a Friday and I was looking forward to the weekend. My heart was beating harder as I stood and waited for the train. Trying not to peer into the windows as it pulled in I looked at the ground. Walking on the train I tried not to look around for him, but I did. Taking my seat in the usual spot I felt my heart sink. He wasn’t there.

It was a long eighteen minutes to my stop. The thought that he was gone left me feeling sad. I knew I would end up surfing the Internet for porn. Seeking a site of young men in various stages of dress, hoping to find one that looked like my dream man. Stepping off the train at my stop I didn’t feel the excitement that had been with me al day. The beautiful weather meant little as a consolation prize. Walking slowly toward the platform exit my gaze was toward the ground. A pair of legs, shorts, just like he wore on Wednesday came into view. I looked up. He smiled. I looked behind me to see whom he was smiling at; there was no one there. Looking back he smiled again.

“Hi.”

He spoke to me! I stopped walking a few feet from him unsure of what to do.

“I’m William.” His voice was young, not too deep and terribly sexy in an innocent way.

“Kenneth.” My ability to think was faltering. One word was all I could manage.

“Kenneth, I like it. You have been watching me. I noticed it a while back. But you never said hi.”

Busted, completely and totally busted. “Sorry William. I didn’t mean to, please forgive me.”

“You didn’t?”

“No. Well…I will take a later train. It wasn’t right.” I started walking. The guilty feelings swept over me.

“Wait. Kenneth. I’m not upset. I…I was…I thought that maybe you were attracted to me.”

I stopped. He wasn’t going to allow me to escape. I turned to face him. “William. You seem like a very nice young man. My behavior was inappropriate. I won’t be bothering you in the future.”

“You weren’t bothering me. Not at all. But I am still curious if you attracted to me.”

“Yes William. You are attractive. I find you attractive and I couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing, please.” William took a step closer to me. I prepared to move away quickly incase he was planning on striking me. He took another step. “Kenneth. I find you very attractive. I have been riding that same train, same car, same time all term wondering if you were interested in me.”

Mind racing I looked at him. His brown eyes were clear and sparkled in the sunlight.

“You are interested in me aren’t you?”

It was impossible for me to deny it so I didn’t say a word.

“Kenneth. I find men your age very attractive. I find you very attractive.”

My mouth dropped open, just a little bit. Was this young man possibly gay? Was he really interested in me?

He stepped closer and nearly whispering he spoke. “I would love to follow you home if would have me.”

My cock twitched. Still looking in his beautiful brown eyes I began to smile. My gaze moved to his red lips. Then down to his strong neck with his soft skin. His white tank top was snug, his shoulders broad, and his chest solid. Was he really asking to come home with me? Was he possibly interested in being naked with me? Was I really facing the opportunity to touch this beautiful young man?

“It’s not far.” I smiled and began to walk. He could leave. He could jump me. He could follow me. The choice was his. A moment later he was walking next to me. We walked in silence until we reached my place. Fumbling with the keys I opened the door and we entered. My heart was racing. What did he want?

Putting my things down and taking off my suit coat I asked if he wanted anything to drink. Pouring us each a glass of water I walked back to the hallway to find him missing. Turning I found him standing in my living room. Young men his age are stunning. The youth, their energy, their beauty, their mere presence was captivating. Handing him the glass of water I wasn’t sure if he wanted to sit, to talk or what.

“Kenneth. I am rather nervous. I’m not a virgin. I’ve had sex with guys my age but never with an older man. When I realized you were watching me I became excited thinking that maybe you were interested in me so I made sure to take the same train home each day. But you looked away every time I looked at you. I want to be with you.”

His words were spellbinding. If he was lying he was doing an outstanding job but his voice was so earnest, so convincing I found myself believing him. He put the glass down and pulled off his tank top. As the skin of his belly was exposed I gasped. Smooth, flat, he had abs; damn youth don’t realize how lucky they are to have abs like that. A slight trail of hair just peeking above the waist of his shorts. He raised the fabric slowly until his chest was exposed. Smooth, firm and perfect. His nipples were small and pert, aroused. His movements were executed with confidence and ease. He dropped the tank top on the floor.

Staring at his body I felt mine begin to tingle. He reached for the front of his shorts, unbuttoned them, unzipped them and let them fall to the floor. His boxer briefs were a dark blue and he was clearly aroused. He walked to me and reached out. His touch was confident, strong yet gentle. “I want you inside of me.” He whispered just inches from my ear before his lips moved to mine. That was all it took. My arms were around his solid body, his skin soft, warm. He tasted sweet, like pear. His kiss was confident. I wanted to be inside of him.

My hands moved over his back to his ass. Damn. Like the abs the young men don’t know how a firm tight young ass with soft skin is a true gift to be enjoyed. Left hand slides up to his shoulder and along his bicep, squeezing. His arm moves off my shoulder and he begins to undo my tie. In a moment he is unbuttoning my dress shirt as I explore his ass with hand and his chest with the other. Our kiss continues and the pace builds. He finishes with the buttons and I pull my shirt off. He reaches for the lower front of my t-shirt and pulls it out of my slacks.

Our kiss breaks as I pull the tee off. His hands are immediately on my chest. “Damn! I have never felt such a furry chest. It is so sexy. I love it.” He says as he caresses my chest. His hands slide down to my pants and he opens them. Dropping to his knees he pushes the pants down, slides one hand up my leg while reaching for my cock still covered in my briefs. “Hairy. Do you know how sexy a hairy man is?” He exclaims as his hand closes in on my hard cock. “Guys my age, no hair or they shave off the little they do have. Hairy guys turn me on.”

He leans in and kisses my cock through the fabric of my briefs. I moan. He may be young but he isn’t new to cock. He reaches into the waistband and pulls it down releasing my hard on. “Nice! You have pubes! Fucking love it!” By the time the words leave his lips he has them kissing the underside of my cock. It springs up, bouncing at the thrill of his mouth so close to being around my member.

I reach for his head to steady myself as he begins to suck on my swollen cock. The excitement of not only seeing my young stud again but speaking with him, having him in my home, having him half naked and sucking on my cock is a mixture that is almost too much to handle. I want him. I want to touch him, feel him, suck him, and fuck him. I want to show him how sex can be with a man who has experience, years of experience. I may not have the body of a twenty-year-old athlete but what I do have can’t be found in a gym or genetics. It comes from practicing and exploring sex, for years.

Not wanting to shoot my load into his mouth I pull out of him and smile. His eyes, those beautiful deep brown eyes are sparkling, smiling, as are his luscious red lips. “Stand up.” I command him and he listens. I pull him in to me and kiss those lips. The taste is as sweet as I imagined mixed with the faint taste of my own cock. My hands explore his body as we kiss. Skin so soft tightly covering muscle, it’s almost magic. Leading him into my bedroom I turn to him and begin to remove my tie and shirt. His erection is trapped in his boxer briefs. As I look at his crotch he slowly removes them, releasing a nice size cock. He has trimmed up his pubes and his balls are smooth. His cock is just the right size to easily swallow its entire length.

He smiles at me. “Anything you want I will do, just cover it.”

“Not a problem.” My smile is undoubtedly huge. Pulling him to me we kiss again. I turn until the bed is behind him and push him back on to it. Crawling on top of him I begin to explore his youthful body.

Guys claim to have sex for hours and I believe them as much as I believe they have nine inches. A lot of boasting and seldom true. After forty minutes we have both exploded, cum all over his chest and abs. I like it up, savoring the taste of clean young sperm. Is it my imagination that young sperm from a man his age tastes better? Relaxing on the bed he turns his head to me and smiles. “Thank you. A real man is so much better in bed. I think you may have turned me off guys my age!” He laughs a little. “My classes end later on Fridays this next term. I would love to come home with you, have you teach me.” He pauses as my mind bursts into fireworks. “If you want to.” Looking at him I see his eyes actually look fearful I will say no.

“Fridays would be wonderful.”

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