Author: admin

  • Dougie’s Day

    As Officer Meyer was telling Clark and Dougie about his previous fun adventures, he had laid back on the bed so that Clark would, and could, have total access to his crotch. Clark was laying with his face firmly planted in the officer’s crotch, and was anxiously chewing on the policeman’s crotch, even though it was still firmly and fully clothed.

    “Hey you know what Dougie?” Daddy asked, as he looked down toward Clark. “I do kind of have a feeling that Clarkie never heard a damn word we were talking about. I kind of think his mind is way off someplace else.

    God, man! Look at the crotch of my uniform pants. Poor little hungry anxious Clarkie has gotten my crotch completely wet with him chewing on it.

    Dougie, I really do think we had better let this young man get to the real thing pretty soon or he is liable to chew completely though these pants and leave a hole where my dick is trying to hide.”

    “I agree!” Dougie answered back. “Let’s see if we can get his face out of your crotch, and ask him if he wants to undress you, one item at a time, like I did the first night I was with you.”

    “Hey Clark.” Dougie said. “Daddy and I think maybe you need to undress Daddy and get to his real man meat. What do you think?”

    “Oh yea! Oh yea, I need to man! Oh Doug, I have never felt like this before! Oh, Doug! Yea, I want to play with both of you guys, but Oh Doug! I’ve got to feel your Daddy’s bare body. I want to feel his skin and his muscles! I want to feel him all over!”

    “Oh Sir! Oh sir, may I please feel you all over?” Clark rather needlessly pleaded to his police officer “Sir”.

    “Yea Clarkie, you sure can! You rub your hands anywhere on me that you want to boy! I’m starting to get real anxious myself to feel your face buried up in my crotch and having it pushing up between the cheeks of my ass, but I think we need to get you all naked and bare first, though.”

    Daddy replied to Clark.

    After he had to rather pick Clark up and move him out of the way, Daddy got up from laying prone on the bed, and he then removed Clark’s shirt off of his body by pulling it off over his head, even though it was a button up style shirt. While Daddy was removing Clark’s shirt, Dougie removed Clark’s shoes and socks and Officer Meyer then stood Clark up in front of himself, to unfasten Clark’s belt, his pants buttons, and then slide Clark’s pants down off of his waist, off of his hips, and down past his knees.

    Daddy then did the same with Clark’s white cotton briefs and as Daddy bent over to lift each of Clark’s legs and feet out of his pants and shorts, he allowed Clark’s hard-on to slap him in the face, as it was released from the inside of the briefs.

    Before Officer Meyer tossed Clark’s white underbriefs to the side, he put them to his face and inhaled deeply. “Ah, the nice fresh smell of a nice young male virgin crotch!” He exclaimed.

    Clark grabbed for Daddy’s shoulders as he felt himself getting weak in the knees from the excitement that was now rushing through his body. An excitement like he had never experienced before.

    “OK man.” Daddy said to Clark. “Now it is time for you to do some work and get your Sir all naked and ready so he can have some fun with your bare body. Start getting this uniform off of me! Start getting me all naked! Start with my shirt, then my shoes and socks and get to my pants last. I’ve got to save my major prize for the last. It’s now all up to you, because while you are getting me all stripped and ready, I am going to be doing some sucky face with my Dougie boy, and make sure he knows how damn happy I am that he surprised me by having you here tonight, –for me, and him, to start breaking you into the real, men-play-with-men type of living. Boy, you are going to have some real fun tonight. Get me all undressed. My body is getting real anxious for you.”

    As Officer Meyer instructed Clarkie to start getting the police uniform off of him, one piece at a time, he grabbed his Dougie around the neck and pulled him up close, to give him a big, strong, hug and a kiss.

    “Dougie my man! You have done a real goodie tonight! Until right now, your cute, hot, sexy, body was the last, young, raw, untrained, virgin, pure and untouched boy toy that I’ve had my fun with, and now you have given me a new recruit to enjoy and break in tonight, and this is really turning out to be one great night!”

    “I’m going to let Clarkie get me all naked, and as long as he doesn’t pass out from the lack of blood on the brain, then you and I are going to make sure he gets one good night of “male-to-male” sex learning before he has to go home, and then, probably jerk himself off again, before he can calm back down long enough to go to sleep.”

    Officer Meyer attempted, the best that he could, to get Dougie all undressed as he himself was being stripped bare by his new, young meat, playmate, Clarkie. Rather quickly, both men had their attention returned completely to Clark, and enjoyed not only the feeling of each other’s skin, but started rubbing Clark’s bare body too. Clark was already supporting a very firm hard-on, but this additional attention from these two hunky guys, simply made his dick quiver with excitement.

    Clark now realized, probably for the first time, that he was being man-handled, played with, and taken care of by a man that was called Daddy, and his “partner” that got called Boy. Clark now realized that maybe he was becoming part of a “Daddy and Boy” relationship, and that he could become “Boy number two,” if he played right.

    As Clark removed Officer Meyer’s shirt, he laid his head and face up against the bare skin of Officer Meyer’s chest and then ran his tongue down close to his waist and back to the middle of the officer’s back. As he moved to the back, his tongue on the rich mahogany skin of the officer, and feeling each and every crevice and bulge created by the muscular structure of the officer’s body, he reached around to the front of his Sir’s chest and so very gently and tenderly put a finger and a thumb on each of his officer’s tits. He pinched ever so slightly and lovingly.

    Officer Meyer lowered his arms in pleasure and let out a very long, low and loving moan, to let his Clarkie boy know that he was making his Officer Sir, feel very, very good.

    As he did so, Dougie had to slightly back up and allow Clark’s hands to approach their desired positions. As he did, he gained an internal grin of realizing that this night was the very first time that he and another person were sharing, together, the joys of playing with his Officer Meyer’s muscular, strong, structured and toned body. Dougie had a deep feeling that he was the giver in this situation. He did know that if he had not wanted to, or did not feel secure about doing it, that he definitely did not need to share his Daddy’s body with any other guy, for any reason at all. He knew that Daddy was his, and his for the taking.

    Dougie knew that he had successfully become Daddy’s only boy toy!

    Dougie was feeling very proud and excited that he kind of felt that he had some say, over just who, and when, some other guy could have his hands on his officer Daddy. Dougie had this feeling of sharing something that nobody else could offer. He also knew that to enjoy his Daddy’s body as much as he always did, that, now, to have another person playing with it at the same time, was becoming a complete turn on to him. He was actually getting all turned on, by simply knowing that his friend Clark was experiencing some new, previously unexperienced, unusual and exciting sexual feelings, simply by touching his daddy, his beautiful skin and all of his bulging manly muscles!.

    The thoughts were racing through Dougie’s mind about how he just knew, so many, very many other guys could do no more, than just dream about being able to,— even maybe talk dirty, with someone that looked like his Daddy, let alone being a uniformed police officer. Dougie truly did feel like he had been given something that all men, yes–even the ones that profess they never look at another guy, would love to have just one sex session with. A hot, strong, musculared, tall black man that just happens to be hung like a horse, and –yea—to also be a policeman, was way too much to believe was even a slight possibility.

    Dougie thought! “So many, many guys dream about making it with a policeman, and here I am, “skin to skin”, and “dick in mouth and dick in ass,” with what is probably the hottest cop on the force, and it’s me and him! He is a cop! He is a married man! He is damn near one of the hottest looking and best built guys walking the face of the world, and he lets me play with him! He lets me get up in his ass and he gets up in my ass! Oh shit man! I can’t even believe it! And to think that just a few short weeks ago, I had no idea of what I was missing! No wonder I felt like my life was plain boring!”

    Clarkie had moved himself down to Officer Meyer’s boots and as he removed each boot, he hugged it as if that individual item had been his main quest.

    After removing both boots, and both socks, which Clarkie did place up to his face and sniff before putting them on the top of the officer’s boots, he then reached up from his position on the floor, and started so slowly and deliberately, to unfasten the strong and thick belt buckle that he simply knew, was the champion item of quest. The item that every gay guy in the world had, at one time or another, or still continues to do so, wishes he had the honor and privilege of having his hands on. He simply knew that to be offered the opportunity to remove a policeman’s belt, simply meant that the next item to be removed, would be, the much desired and admired, officer’s tight form fitting, leg and crotch hugging, uniform pants. Clark actually felt slightly faint as he consciously realized that he, an unexperienced, never had gay sex before guy, was being told by this policeman to actually take his pants off of him. He realized that this policeman had actually given him orders to, and was anxious for him, to take the policeman’s pants down, and let his cock come out. Clark knew that he was being given a gift of unexplainable proportions. Something that he knew he would remember for the rest of his life.

    Clark thought, “Oh how in such a very short period of time, how a person’s life can change. Just a few minutes ago, I was a meak little boy, and now less than an hour later, I am man enough to be told by a policeman, —take my pants off!”

    Clark took a very long and deep breath as he started to unbuckle the belt. Dougie and Officer Meyer knew the significance of what was happening at that special moment. Dougie remembered his, “gifted time of the first time,” and Officer Meyer was definitely experienced enough, to know that for some guy, that had never previously ever had any man-to-man sex, let alone with a policeman, this action was something requiring some nerves and at the same time, some very tense true excitement. He allowed Dougie to rather pull himself back and out of the way, and he also allowed the very young and inexperienced young man, that was down on his knees, and with his face placed immediately right in front of his crotch, the necessary time to enjoy the joys of being allowed to do such a very, very personal thing to an officer of the law. Officer Meyer knew the importance of this action, to any individual, that was allowed such an opportunity.

    He knew that his Clarkie simply had to have the feelings that he was actually raping an officer of the law. He knew his Clarkie was breathing very hard and was very nervous. He also knew that this was the only time in Clarkie’s life that he would ever be able to remember back to,—- as the first time, that I got to take his pants off of him.”

    Dougie did feel rather envious of Clark. He realized that by watching Clark, and listening to what he had been saying, that Clark had really been internally anxious and hopeful of something like this happening to him, at some time, for quite some time now! Dougie remembered that when he was in this position, during his first session with Officer Meyer, that even though he did always like to admire the tight form fitting uniform pants of some officer like Officer Meyer, he had never actually thought of himself as a true possible gay guy, and he had not been real anxious to get to the meat. His feelings, that night, were much more total fear for his safety and personal care, than sexual excitement. He smiled at Clark as he wished that his first experience with his Daddy, and his Daddy’s hot body, had been as sexually exciting as it was turning out for Clark.

    Officer Meyer was anxious for Clarkie to completely enjoy what was happening, and at the same time have Dougie watch another man undress him, and make him skinned bare assed naked, as he simply stood there and allowed another man to have his way with him and his naked and exposed body. This excited Officer Meyer. He truly enjoyed the double attention, and the double admiration, but not without return.

    Officer Meyer had always truly admired Dougie’s smaller white body, and he admired the contract between the appearance of the two male structures. With Clarkie, the shear knowledge of knowing that another young man, one with a good body, but not an outstanding body, was all agasp at the opportunity of putting his hands and his mouth on his personal being. Being so closely admired and knowing that another man is anxious to feel him, be close to him and simply enjoy the company of him was always exciting to him. For any person to desire, and to lust, to have sex with him, was even that much more exciting! He felt that perhaps that excitment was the real reason that he had accepted his position of being a

    “part-time” gay guy. The “activity men” in his life simply gave him much more admiration and physical love than his straight marriage offered or gave him. Getting married as early in life as he had, he had now decided was a big mistake. “I wish I had known me better,” he thought to himself.

    Clarkie undid the belt buckle. He raised up a little more straightly, looked up at Officer Meyer and Dougie, and rather requested an approval of his actions, with the look on his face. His Sir and his now much closer friend, than he had been even slightly earlier in the day, Dougie, looked back down at him and with each expressing a slight grin, silently expressed their individual approval of what he was about to do.

    Dougie looked down and said, “It’s OK Clark. I know you are nervous and scared, but it’s OK. Daddy wants you to pull his pants down.

    He wants you to grab his dick, and you’ve got to get his pants out of the way first. Do it Clark! Unbutton those pants and get that dick out! He is waiting for you to grab it. He knows you want to feel it. He knows you are nervous and kind of scared, but it’s OK man. He is the one telling you to get in there and get it. He wants to feel you squeeze it. He wants to feel your hand grab it and jerk it!”

    With Clark on the floor between the two men, they could not hug quite as closely as desired, but each had his personal attention rather directed to the very nervous and scared young man that was about to have his very first gay experience,— and not with just any guy, but rather, with a very hot looking, very muscular and very well built tall black man, one that is right at twice his age and a man that is a policeman! He could not believe that his first gay experience was gathering together so many items of desire, that he simply knew most guys can only dream about. He realized that from this night onward, he would always be able to make a true statement that his very first gay experience was with a hot, older, cop, that told him to take his uniform pants off of him.

    Clark nervously did as he was told. He turned his face toward the crotch that he had earlier had his face chewing on, but at that time he did not have the fear in his heart about what was he going to do with it, once it was out of the pants. Right now, Clark was wondering very quickly all of the items such as, what is it actually going to look like, how black is it going to be, is it going to be a cut dick or an uncut dick, how thick will it be, and what am I supposed to do with it once it is right in front of me? He already knew from the bulge in the crotch front of his Officer Sir, that it was already hard. Very hard! “Oh God!” He thought to himself. “Oh God. I have wondered about this or something like this for a long time. I’ve always wondered what my first time would be like if I ever got to take ahold of another guy’s dick, and Oh God, I did not expect it to be anything like this! Oh God! Please don’t let me act like real stupid or scared or something else, all wrong! Oh God! I can not believe that I am undressing a policeman. That a policeman, in his uniform, is my first guy to play with! Oh God! –Here I go! I’m going to open his pants! Oh God, don’t let me pass out!”

    Office Meyer and Dougie continued to watch Clark make his slow and scared moves. Clark finished opening the belt, then the top button, he pulled down the zipper and then pulled the fly open. As he did, he also took ahold of the top of the uniform pants and started to pull them more open and rather down a little.

    All of a sudden Officer Meyer’s 9 1/2-10″ human steel rod came flying out. It brushed the side of Clark’s face as it flew by.

    “Shit man!” Dougie exclaimed. “You don’t have any briefs on tonight Daddy! Daddy, I thought you were always supposed to wear briefs when you are in uniform! Why don’t you have any briefs on?”

    “Because baby”, Office Meyer replied. “I knew I was coming over here tonight, and I wanted you to have a little bit of a surprise when you undid me and it jumped out at you. I just did not know that I was going to be having a new young calf to be the one that unzipped me. But I still think everything worked out OK, don’t you?”

    “Hell yes!” Dougie replied. “Hell Daddy! I think it probably worked out better than originally expected. I guess you must have figured it would work out pretty good for me too, since you did not tell me you were without part of your required uniform. Shit man, sure surprised me when that dick came flying out.”

    Clark could only sit there and stare at the rod. Over and over he kept saying, “Oh God! Oh my God it is so big! Oh my God it is so big! Oh my God it is so big!”

    Officer Sir’s rod was now completely out, standing at a very rigid attention, and bobbing up and down from his personal excitment of letting this new, unused and virgin boy get to it and pull it out of it’s safe storage spot.

    Clark now had a face full of a big, long, thick, black, cock and actually did not know what to do. He pushed Officer Meyer’s uniform pants on down and grabbed an ankle to let his Sir know that he wanted to slip them off of his feet. Left foot first, then the right, and finally Clarkie had his Officer Sir totally and completely naked and bare assed. Never in his entire life had he ever been up real close to a grown and completely naked man. Not only naked, but swinging a raging hard-on, and standing immediately above his head, as he knelt on his knees right in front of the man’s crotch. Clark realized that many times previously, he had kind of imagined something like this happening to him, but then realized that to even think something, so wild, as this, was to only be dreaming. This was not dreaming,—this was reality! His heart was pounding wildly! He could feel his chest beat. He could tell that he was needing to take very deep breaths. His head did feel faint. He did feel that he needed to grab ahold of that dick to keep from falling over in faint! He felt that to grab that cock was his only way of not falling over. He was damn scared and damn nervous, but he knew he simply just had to grab it!

    All of a sudden he remembered what his feelings had been just a little while earlier when Dougie opened the front door and had only his skimpy shorts on, and how that had gotten him all excited. To be this excited, almost sitting at the feet of this beautifully naked statue of a man, looking up at him, all of his height, all of his muscles, realizing that this man was at least twice his age and still looking so damn hot, and also looking at his stick of a telephone pole sticking out, was almost to much to completely grasp and accept as not being a dream. And, to realize that this hunk of a guy had that big hard-on all because he had been the guy to undress him, made Clark even that much more excited and hot. Hot to start playing with the man. Something that he had never allowed himself the luxury of doing before!

    “Me, a skinny kid compared to him! Me, I made this goddess of a man get all hot and bothered and I’m the one that made him have a hard-on!”

    Clark thought to himself. “I’ve got to grab it. I’ve got to touch it!

    I’ve got to let him know how excited I am just looking at it!”

    Office Meyer and Dougie continued to stand above him and they watched Clark attempt to figure out just what he was expected to do, or at least should attempt to do next.

    Clark squatted there and for a moment or two more, just looked at the big black rod that was jumping up and down in front of his face. He took big deep breaths. He looked up at Dougie and all of a sudden realized that his Officer Sir was not the only man with a cock sticking out and reaching out for him to grab. Dougie’s man meat was hot and ready too.

    “Oh shit man! Oh shit man! I did not realize that you were naked too.” He exclaimed to Dougie. “Shit man! You’ve got a hard-on too!

    Dougie, you’ve got a big dick for a white guy! Shit man! I did not know you were so well hung for a white guy! Shit man, I was kind of hopeing that if I was going to try and learn how to get fucked tonight, that I could start with a smaller dick, but shit man, yours is almost as big as his! Shit man, both of you guys have really big cocks! Shit, if I get fucked tonight, it’s going to be with a big dick, isn’t it?”

    As Clark finished his exclamations about how much bigger Dougie’s dick was than he expected, he finally gained enough nerve to reach up and grab ahold of Officer Sir’s rod. He gently grabbed it at first, as if it might break off, then once he had it in his hand, he actually grabbed ahold of it with some force as if to say, “Hey man! This feels good!”

    Clark then put his other hand on the shaft. He had ahold of Officer Meyer’s cock with both hands, and still had enough extra length left that when Dougie reached down and also took ahold, there was way enough room for all three hands to have ahold of it without problem.

    “One dick, three hands! Not a bad thing, right Clark?’ Dougie asked.

    Dougie then guided the tip of his Daddy’s dick over toward Clark’s face.

    “Hey, stick you tongue out just a little, Clark.” Dougie instructed. It won’t bite you. Just stick you tongue out far enough to kind of let the tip of your tongue touch it. Believe me man, when the tip of your tongue touches it, you will be surprised of how that will make it jump. Daddy is anxious to feel your tongue touch it. Just kind of let your tongue out a little and then slowly move your head toward his dick.

    We’ve been headed toward this all evening, so no reason to put if off now.

    Clark, you know as well as I do about how you have dreamt about doing this to some hot guy for a long time now, and now you’ve got the hottest man in town, standing right in front of you completely nude and hanging a big strong stiff hard-on, just waiting on you to kind of lick it, so don’t act scared now. Lick it!”

    As Dougie rather yelled, but nicely yelled, “Lick it!” Clark leaned over and put his tongue on his Officer Sir’s stiff dick. He allowed his tongue to touch it, and then immediately pulled away. But he did act as if he was disgusted with himself for pulling away. He re-approached the shaft and make a longer lasting lick. Dougie removed his hand. Clark removed his left hand and directed the rod with his right hand, and directed the tip of it toward his open mouth. He moved his head toward the direction of the stiff rod. He made three moves licking the dick along the side three times, and each time the lick as a little longer than the previous. Then all of a sudden, he put his left hand over his mouth, took a very deep breath and as quickly as he removed his hand from his mouth, he immediately dove his head toward the shaft and put the tip of his Office Sir’s dick between his teeth and slid down on about 2 or 3 inches of the shaft. He closed his lips around the part of the dick that he had in his mouth. The girth of his Sir’s dick completely filled Clark’s open mouth.

    He took a deep breath through his nose. He then pulled off of the dick, and looked up with kind of a sight of relief, but with a definite smile on his face.

    “So,– did not bite you, did it?” Dougie asked.

    “No, no it didn’t!” Clark said. “Oh man! Oh man–I never thought I’d ever have a man’s dick stuck in my mouth! Oh Doug! Doug! I never thought I’d ever do this! Doug, you won’t tell anybody I did this will you? Oh Doug, I put his cock in my mouth. Oh Doug, I just sucked on a guy’s dick! I never thought I would ever do that!”

    “No Clark, it is nobody else’s business of what we do. Nobody will be told. How do you feel? You OK? You want to do it again?”

    “Oh yea–I’m OK. I just feel kind of like I am out of breath, but I’m OK. Yea, I do want to do it again. I know I never thought I’d ever do anything like that, but you know, now that I have finally done it once, I can’t ever say I never will, so now I’m anxious to see what a whole lot of dick in my mouth is like. Yea, I want to see if I can take a lot of it.”

    Then looking up and over at his Officer Sir, he asked. “Oh Sir!

    May I? Sir, may I please put your dick back in my mouth? Sir, I’m sorry, I may not have done it right that time. I don’t know what I am supposed to do!”

    Officer Sir replied. “Hey Clarkie boy, you did fine! Yea, you can do it again, and all you need to do is to just try and see how much of it you can put in your mouth. Don’t worry about how much is in there, just put in as much as you can take. Breath through your nose, and then just try to push on it as far as you can. I’m going to just stand here, so however far you can go onto it is all up to you. OK?”

    “Yea. OK”. Clarkie replied. Then directed toward Dougie, he asked. “Hey Doug, how much of this did you get in your mouth the first time you tried? Did you get very much of it in your mouth?”

    “You know Clark,” Doug replied. “Clark I actually am not sure how much of his cock I got in my mouth the first time. All I can remember is that by that time I was so damn anxious for him to do any damn thing to me that he wanted, that I’m not sure how far down my throat I let him ram it.

    All I can remember is I did feel like I had a mouth full! Just take as much as you can, and don’t worry if you are getting the whole thing or not.

    Clark, you’ve got to remember, the first part of our first night together, I was sure I was going to be totally ripped apart because of the size of that damn thing, so I was a hell of a lot more concerned about poor little me, and my poor little white ass, than being as excited as you are. You’ve got to remember that when he and I started that night, I swore I was not gay. I swore I was a straight guy that did not want cock. I didn’t want that big thing in my mouth and I sure as hell did not want him ramming it up in my ass. Fortunately I finally realized how damn wrong I was! I found out real fast how much I did want that cock in my mouth and all of it rammed up in my ass. I just had to learn I was OK. My Daddy is giving you his body and his big cock to enjoy and learn with tonight, so enjoy the gold of the cop crop! You are one lucky boy right now! It’s there for the taking boy, go for it! Take it! Eat it! Enjoy it! Swallow it man!”

    Clark then put his arm around Doug’s leg and pulled him in closer to himself, and placed his mouth on the tip of Officer Sir’s big rod. As he squeezed Doug’s leg, as if for support, he then pushed his mouth onto the big stick and attempted to force his face as far back onto the dick as possible. He let loose of the dick with his right hand and placed it on Officer Sir’s butt and attempted to pull his body forward to help force as much dick into his throat as possible. Clark choked and gagged. He pulled off of his Sir’s dick. He gasped for air.

    “Hey good boy!” Officer Meyer exclaimed. “You did good boy! You had a lot of my dick in your mouth. You never need to be ashamed of how much cock you can stick in your mouth. Hey boy, you’ve go another one right there beside your face. It’s a little thinner. Why don’t you do your friend Dougie a favor, and chew on his dick for a minute or so. I know he’d like to feel your virgin mouth wrap tightly around his dick too.”

    Clark turned toward Doug’s dick, took it in his left hand and aimed it for his mouth. This time without much pre-planning or thinking, Clark pushed his mouth down on Doug’s dick as far and as fast as he could.

    “Shit man!” Doug exclaimed. “Shit man! Daddy, I think this guy has sucked on dicks before. Shit man, I thought he went down on your dick pretty far for being a baby mouth for this, but shit man, –look at how much of mine he has stuck down his throat.”

    Clark grabbed Dougie’s ass and pulled him forward, the same as he had just done to his Sir. He did swallow the majority of Doug’s cock and stayed on it longer than Doug expected him to, without gagging and needing to come up for air.

    “Shit man!” Doug exclaimed as Clark turned toward his Sir, and rammed his mouth down on almost the entire length of his Daddy’s big rod.

    “You are a true cocksucker, aren’t you man? Daddy, I think all we needed to do was to build his confidence. I think he will be eating your entire dick before this night is over. Shit man! He is doing a hell of a lot better taking that steamship than I did when I was trying the first few times. Damn! Maybe I should not have invited him over here tonight. He’s turning out to be a much better cocksucker than I am! Hell, I never knew I’d want to classify myself as a great cocksucker, but shit man, I can’t have him doing better than I do!”

    The three men continued to enjoy Clark’s new found excitement of putting a man’s dick in his mouth, and ramming it down in as far as he could force it. Clark used first, his Sir’s cock, and then would switch over to use Dougie’s stick of meat. He continued to switch back and forth, enjoying the new unexpected excitement of having part of another man inside of himself. Nobody said anything. The two tops were simply enjoying the actions that their respective dicks were receiving, and Clark was placing himself in an ‘imaginary heaven’ as he finally accepted the true fact that being a cocksucker was his true existence, and he realized that he was now headed down a completely new, but exciting, road in life.

    As Clark removed his mouth from his Sir’s large meaty stick, he looked up at the two men and asked. “Can I get a hug too? I want to hug both of you guys!”

    Officer Meyer said, “Of course you can get a hug Clarkie. Come here. Stand up boy. We will give you a hug too!”

    As Clark stood up, the three men went into an immediate group hug, and a hugging session of three hot and very bare bodies rubbing against each other. All three men continued to hug and rub, as each man truly did enjoy the pleasure of feeling the other men’s bare skin. Clark’s hands ran the gamut of feeling the bare bodies of both Dougie and Officer Meyer.

    Clark’s hands were on a rapid roar feeling as much of each of the two bare male bodies beside him, as was possible. Clark took advantage of the position to feel as much man skin as he could reach. After rubbing the back of their necks, down the length of their backs and pulling each of them closer to himself as he reached their waists, he then got up the nerve to put his hands in the butt crevices of his two hot male partners. The two men that were being felt up, each leaned toward Clark to make it just a little easier for him to extend his reach down even a little further, and be able to get his hands deeper between their butt cheeks. By leaning forward, they were also letting Clarkie know that for him to put his hands in the crack of their butts, was perfectly an OK thing to do, and that they too were enjoying his roaming, feeling, hands on their bodies.

    Clark said, “Oh man! Hey guys, I never, ever, thought that I would ever get to do something like this and not get slugged by some guy. I can not believe that you two are letting me do this to each of you. I have to admit now, that I know I have wanted to do this with some guy for years now, but I just never thought that there were any guys around that would let me feel them like this, let me put my hands up in their butts, let alone let me suck on their dicks. Oh men! I’ve wanted to put my hands on some guy’s butt and feel it like that for a long, long time now! Oh guys, I guess I’ve been a hell of a lot more anxious to really get the chance to play with some guy than I ever realized. Yea–I know there are some gay guys around town, but I always thought they were just the weird guys, not guys like you two. Both of you are so hot and so hunky to me, and to get and play with you both like I am is way too much for me to comprehend. I can not believe this is actually happening to me. God I am so afraid that I might wake up and find out this was all just a dream. Oh God! Please do make this be a real thing!”

    “Well Clarkie boy, it is happening, and you are the center of it tonight.” Officer Meyer said, as he then looked at Dougie and continued.

    “You know Dougie, I kind of think that maybe, just maybe we have opened up the doors of a new true living to Clarkie tonight, but I’ve still got one big question in my mind about this nice little tender guy.”

    Looking at his Daddy, Dougie very quickly asked, “What? What question have you got about Clark? What?”

    “Well, the obvious is,—how quickly and how deeply can he take a police officer’s big black rod up his ass, without screaming and yelling out loud and long. He just found out what a joy it is to suck on both of our big strong man meat, and roll our cocks around in his mouth, so now I think it is time that we throw him down on that bed and let him find out what a joy it is to get some big strong man meat, rammed up in his ass. I just know he is damned anxious to get stuffed full. His ass is hungry and anxious, I just know! What do you think, Dougie? Time for us to make sure he can take it in the back-end, as well as he likes it down the throat?

    Throw his ass on that bed,—– it’s time for the big policeman and his own personal boy toy, to fuck the new recruit! It’s time for us to fuck, our new number two boy, and to fuck his virgin ass good and strong!”


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  • The Age of Consent

    “Where is everybody?” Mr. Phillips asked me. He was at my house for my 18th birthday party, which none of the people I invited, except for him, came to. Mr. Phillips was my high school yoga and gym teacher, and he was my favorite of all of my teachers. Mostly because he was drop-dead gorgeous. His recent tan left his skin a light bronze and his eyes were a lapiz lazuli blue with gold flecks on them. His teeth were pearly white and his cheekbones were perfectly sculpted. Besides his face, he was 6’2″ with above average muscles and a well-rounded ass. His calves were as tough as stone and his abs and pecs as hard as cement. He sometimes let the other girls and boys in his class feel his biceps, and I knew for a fact they were able to lift 2 times his size. “Can I come in?”

    I nodded nervously. I had a crush on him since freshmen year, when I peeked into his office and he was wearing short briefs that went halfway up his buttcheeks.

    He took a seat on the couch and I took a seat next to him. We talked for a few hours, mainly about gym and yoga, then he stopped talking.

    “Where are your parents?” He asked me.

    “They said they’d leave me alone with my party until one o’clock.” I responded. I looked at my phone’s clock. It was two. He must’ve noticed my disappointment because he put his hand on my knee. I looked at his hand, which had started massaging my knee slowly. Then he took out a wrapped box from behind his back.

    “Happy birthday.” He said. It was a sunday, so I hadn’t seen my friends, and my parents left the night before yesterday, so this was the only Happy Birthday I had gotten on my actual birthday.

    I tore open the wrapping paper and opened the lid off the box. It was a silk black jockstrap with silk black trim.

    “I thought when you opened it you could try it on for everyone or you could wear it during football.” He told me. Nobody was here though. Just us. I smiled at him gratefully.

    Then I stood up and went into the bathroom, and smiled at my pearly whites and dark brown eyes. I touched my tanned face and lips, then ran my fingers through my dark brown, slightly curly hair. Then I pulled off my flannel and my my jeans so I was in a deep violet v-neck that had a collar down to my chest. My boxer briefs were sky blue with neon pink trim. I felt my abs and chest through my shirt, which U proceeded to take off. I loved looking at myself in the mirror. Then I pulled my boxer briefs down to my ankles and looked at the man meat in between my legs. It was 8 inches flaccid and as thick as a water bottle when erect. I stepped out of my boxer briefs and wrapped my fingers around my dick, then fit it into the jockstrap, looking at myself in the mirror.

    “Damien? What’s up in there?” I heard from the other room. I realized I had been in there for thirty minutes and hadn’t told him what I was doing. I left the bathroom in the jockstrap.

    “Everything’s fine.” I told him. I walked out in front of him and turned around letting him look. Then I sat down. He whistled.

    “Looks good.” He told me. He put his hand on my knee again, and massaged it. I looked at his hand as it slowly moved up my leg. My gaze shifted from his hand to his face, and he was looking at me, grinning. “You’re my favorite student, you know that?”

    “Why?” I asked.

    “Well, you’re funny, kind, selfless, athletic, and very sexyy-” He stopped mid-sentence. I kissed him, and he kissed me back. The world melted away in my mind. It was only me and him. He started to unbutton his shirt, then I pulled back.

    “Is this legal?” I asked.

    “You’re 18 now, it’s the age of consent. Its legal now.”

    So we kissed again, and I thought I tasted alcohol on his breath. That’s when we heard an engine in the driveway.

    “It’s my parents! Button up your shirt, I’ll go put on pajamas.” I told him. So I ran to the bathroom and grabbed my clothes, then I ran to my room and put on sweatpants. When I got out, Mr. Phillips was gone. So I turned off all the lights and got to my room. I went to bed, and shut my window, realizing it was the way my gym teacher left.

    The next day I skipped school. I felt terrible. I had taken advantage of a drunk man who I knew I would see again. But the next day, I couldn’t avoid skipping school, so I suffered through 4 periods of the day until yoga. I changed into my school sweatpants and a t-shirt. Then I went into the mini gym attached to the side of the whole gym. Mr. Phillips was there, and so were a few other boys and a whole room of girls. I walked up to Mr. Phillips.

    “I um, missed school yesterday. Sorry, can I make it up?” I asked him.

    He smiled his dazzling smile at me. “Of course, come back in here after school.”

  • Ryan’s Journey For Acceptance

    Four months ago, I decided at great risk of being alienated from my family, friends and church, to find someone to teach me about what it was like being an active Gay man. I really wanted to have my first man on man sex. After I got off work at 5 PM on a Saturday 16 weeks ago, I went to the Castro District in San Francisco looking for action.

    I am above average looking guy. I am 6-feet tall, weigh 160 pounds, dark brown hair, brown eyes, slim built and have been blessed with a thick big 8-inch cut cock.

    I walked around the district looking at cute guys going in and out of Gay bars and xxx bookstores. I was so excited to be around so many gorgeous Gay guys.

    When a group of four rough looking dudes approached me, I got very nervous. They pinned me up against a wall and asked if I had any drugs. I know I was in trouble but I got lucky as two police officer came around the corner and the guys fled. I got in my car and rushed home.

    All the next week, I could not think of anything else except going back to the district for possible action or at least go into a bookstore and see all the sexual material.

    The next Saturday I went back to the district but a littler wiser as I immediately entered a very large adult bookstore and began going down the isles looking at all the sexual materials. There were many handsome guys in the store but they looked at me with what I considered pity as I was shy and nervous. I stood out like a sore thumb. The guys knew what they were doing and often left the store on the arm of some hunk.

    I was not ready to give up. I began checking out the magazines, toys and xxx DVD’s. After about 30 minutes, this cute guy came up to me. He was about my size.

    “Hi, my name is Neil. Do you come here very often?”

    “Howdy, I am Ryan. No, as a matter of fact, this is my first time in this bookstore. I have found it very exciting. I guess you can see that I am a novice at this Gay thing. It show’s doesn’t it?”

    “Oh Man, relax. Everyone has their first time exploring their sexuality. You are not the first. I find you cute. You actually turn me on.”

    “WOW, OH my goodness, Neil, you make me blush but I am really happy to meet you. You are really hot. I must confess that I come from a family that is adamantly opposed to this Gay thing and I have been scared to death to come here. I am Gay and I have wanted to know how it feels to have sex with a man. But if my family finds out, I will be disowned.”

    “Oh Man, I am so sorry. Maybe I can help you. I have seen this same predicament in other guys. I tell you what. Let me buy you a couple of magazines that illustrate several sexual scenes and how to for example give a hot blowjob. You will be just fine. Here are two great ones. Take them and I will pay for them.”

    “Man, I am so lucky to have run into you. Thanks a million.”

    “Oh no problem Ryan. I have to go as my boyfriend is getting off work and I have to pick him up. Now I do not know what your favorite sexual acts will be but let me suggest two things. You can say no if you do not like my ideas. To get started, let me rent one of the rooms down the hall in here, you can go in and wait for a guy to enter in the next room. He will stick his hot cock through what is called a glory hole. He will want you to suck him off, or you can stick what seems to be a big cock you have through the hole and he will suck you off, or you can take turns sucking off each other. He will never know who you are or you will not know who he is. This will be a good way for you to break the ice the first time. Also look at the magazines to learn a few tricks while you are waiting.”

    “Neil, I am excited. Yes, get me one of the rooms. I am so horny and I thank you so much. You are the best.”

    Neil paid for the room, took me to it and showed me what would happen. I started looking through the magazines with great excitement. I was about to have my first Gay experience.

    “Great Ryan, good luck tonight. Maybe my boyfriend and I will see you here at another time.”

    I spent about 20 minutes looking at the magazines when I heard the door open in the next room, someone approached the glory hole, unzipped his pants and stuck his huge gorgeous dark cock through the hole. He was either African American or Hispanic. What a beautiful big cock. I became instantly hard anticipating that I was about to have my first cock in my mouth. I got down on my knees and began kissing the big head of his cock. Soon he was leaking precum into my mouth. It tasted salty but very delicious.

    I had never seen a more beautiful body part. The cock was long, very thick, a dark mushroom head, circumcised cock and a very wide open piss slit. He pushed his big sac holding his large balls through the hole as well. This had turned me into my first voyeuristic encounter. I was horny as hell.

    I grabbed the base of his cock and slowly lapped my tongue around his juicy cock head. Soon I was going all the way down on his rock hard cock as I sucked him harder and faster. I would withdraw and then thrust my throat all the way back down to the base of his really hot cock. I was holding his balls in one hand.

    “Hell yes, Dude, suck my cock. Fondle my balls. Oh Shit, you are a terrific cock sucker. Make me come in your hot mouth. Let me feed you a cum meal. Oh Fuck, that feels so good.”

    I became wild with lust and confidence as I gave his cock my best sucking powers. I sucked him for at least five minutes when I felt his cock swell larger in my mouth. I felt him thrust his cock deep into my throat and his breath became rapid. Soon he erupted with a series of huge blasts down my throat. It felt like a gallon of warm cum. My first cum bath.

    “Thanks man for a super blowjob,” a voice from the other room said. I heard him zip up his pants. Then I pushed my aching cock through the hole in anticipation of the first mouth on my cock. But I was disappointed as I heard him exit the room. I thought that was somewhat selfish on his part.

    I decided to remain and hoped I would have better with with the next guy. I had to wait only about five minutes when I heard the door open. This time I made the first move and stuck my hot leaking cock through the glory hole. I would get sucked or he would not get my mouth on his cock.

    Soon I felt this wet velvet mouth come down on my cock. His soft sweaty hand grabbed the base of my cock as he swallowed my entire cock inch by inch. I almost lost conscience as he moved on and off my cock with great speed. He was a pro in my mind. I could feel his hot breath on my rigid cock.

    He must have been extremely horny as he sucked me with great speed and force. His mouth felt like a vacuum cleaner. The power of his sucking soon took me over the edge as I blasted load after load of cum deep into his throat. This was the most powerful orgasm I had ever had. I would have to come back here again soon.

    “Thanks Man. You were the first man to suck my cock. It was great.”

    “WOW, you turn me on. Really, I was the first guy to suck your cock. Man, that is awesome. Now suck my cock, please.”

    He pushed this huge cock through the hole. It was big with a purple head and it was already leaking precum. This would be my second cum from a man tonight. WOW, I like this experience. I kissed

    his cock head, stuck my tongue into his piss slit and went all the way down on the monstrous tool. I managed to get the entire tree trunk sized cock in my throat. I wildly sucked this boner and was in a hurry to have him blast a big cum load in my mouth. Before long, he let out a huge grunt and his cock enlarged in my mouth. Next he dump a giant load of hot cum down my throat. I was able to take it all with great pleasure.We both zipped up and I waited for him to leave before i left my room so we would not meet.

    I rushed home before my parents became curious as to where I had been after work. How long could I kept up this facade. Time would tell.

    TO BE CONTINUED

  • Queer Happenings II

    ‘I think you’d better explain yourself!’ the guy said, dropping the professor to the ground.

    Blood began to flow from the professor’s nose, as Andrew continued to hold my hand, squeezing it. I glanced over at him and he gave me an assuring look, but he looked just as nervous.

    ‘What the fuck is this?’ the same guy shouted. ‘Did you bring is here to die?’

    ‘No! I had no idea what was going to happen!’ squealed the professor, blood gushing through his hands. ‘My intention was only psychological!’

    ‘What the hell does that mean?’ spat Summer. Wow, this girl was tough!

    ‘I invited random people to my family’s home to see how well you would adjust to each other and how long it would take you to become friends! Given enough food and alcohol, it wouldn’t take too long, I thought.’

    ‘Are you telling me,’ began one of the girls, ‘that we are part of an experiment?’

    ‘Yes!’ said the professor. ‘If you all made it through the night successfully, I was prepared to pay you each ten thousand dollars! All of the checks are made out to cash, though. If anyone became angry and left, everyone else could split the money! I didn’t expect anyone to die!’

    ‘Well, who did this? Who murdered Helga?’

    ‘Now that, I don’t know,’ said the professor. ‘As far as I know, she was alone. I invited eight of you. Myself, and Helga, were to oversee everything. I’m so confused!’

    ‘We should search the house!’ screamed one of the guys.

    ‘Whoa!’ I said, finally over my shock over seeing Helga. ‘Have you ever seen any scary movies?’

    ‘Well if we don’t, how are we supposed to find out what’s going on? We can travel in threes! That way no one is one on one with someone.’

    I had to give him that one.

    We decided to split up into three groups of three. Summer, Andrew, and I would be a team. The guy who punched the professor (his name was Matt) and the professor teamed up with Maria, one of the girls. Finally, Bobby, the only guy left teamed up with Krista and Kelly, the final two girls.

    Our teams made, we all set out through the house after exchanging numbers with at least one person in each group. Andrew didn’t let go of my hand, and Summer noticed, but didn’t say anything until we were on our own.

    ‘So, are you guys an item or something?’

    ‘What?’ I asked, then I noticed our hands. ‘Oh! No, we just met tonight.’

    ‘We could be,’ Andrew said, putting on his best charm, which was indeed adorably hard to resist. ‘But someone refuses to take down barriers.’

    I sighed. Could I be honest with this guy I barely knew? I weighed my options…

    I could be dead by morning with no one close to me, or I could be the only one left in the morning and have no experiences to share other than the fact that I survived. I may as well make some friends out of this!

    ‘Since you keep bringing up baggage, and since you’re incredibly handsome and hard to resist, I’ll tell you,’ I began. ‘But please, don’t tell the others!’

    ‘I swear I won’t,’ said Andrew.

    ‘I’ll take it to the grave,’ Summer joked.

    ‘Well, it’s nothing that serious,’ I took a deep breath, ‘but I just got out of an abusive relationship, and my father kicked me out. Happy?’

    They both just looked at me.

    ‘What?’

    ‘I am so sorry, James,’ said Summer. ‘That’s horrible!’

    ‘No wonder you have walls,’ said Andrew. ‘Sorry you had to go through that, mate.’

    ‘Well, I’m fine now. I’d be better if he hadn’t threatened to kill me.’

    ‘What?’ Andrew shouted. ‘Did you report him?’

    ‘Of course I did. The police wouldn’t take my case because it was my word against his, and there were no witnesses.’

    Andrew just looked at me, stopping my forward motion.

    ‘What?’ I asked.

    And he said nothing.

    He just hugged me. It caught me off guard at first, but it was so nice to be close to someone again. I hugged him right back. After what seemed like an eternity, he backed away and just looked into my face.

    ‘Thanks,’ I said. ‘You’ve been so nice to me.’

    His lips looked so kissable.

    ‘You’re welcome,’ he said, still looking into my eyes. ‘Now, let’s see if-‘

    I stopped his mouth with a kiss. He seemed shocked at first, but then he returned the kiss with gusto. His hands found the back of my head, and my hands reached down to his tight ass, and I grabbed. It felt so nice! His tongue probed into my mouth, exploring it like he wanted to commit it to memory.

    Then, without warning, a scream broke the silence. We broke apart, and we hadn’t even noticed that Summer had left us behind. We gave each other a kind of embarrassed look, and ran toward the sound, expecting to find Summer’s throat cut.

    Rounding a corner, we found her, but not how we expected. She was kneeling over two bodies, both with knives in their backs.

    ‘Oh my God!’ she screamed. ‘It’s Krista and Bobby!’

    Sure enough, it was them. Deep puncture wounds in their backs told us that they had been stabbed multiple times.

    ‘Come on,’ I said. ‘We don’t want to be found here.’

    Sure enough, we rounded another corner and we could hear voices approaching. We ran away and found the corridor of bedrooms again. I was getting confused. This house was like a giant maze!

    ‘Here, you guys get into your rooms, and I’ll get to mine. Lock the door, and we’ll all be safe there!’ Summer said. ‘If the others need us, they can call our phones.’

    ‘Good idea,’ said Andrew.

    With that, Summer entered her room, which was one down from Andrew’s.

    ‘Stay with me?’ I asked him. For some reason, I felt needy.

    ‘Of course,’ he said, following me into my room.

    Locking the door behind him, he followed me over to the bed. I half wanted him to throw me down and have his way with me, but we needed to talk about what had happened.

    ‘So,’ he began, ‘that was some kiss.’

    I chuckled. ‘Sure was. I enjoyed it.’

    ‘So did I.’

    ‘I would like to do it again, but I think we should talk about what happened out there. Bobby and Krista are dead.’

    ‘And, as sad as that makes me, I just want to kiss you again.’

    I couldn’t resist.

    His mouth met mine, and again his tongue entered my mouth. It felt so good! He kept kissing my neck and ear and it was driving me crazy! He certainly knew how to turn me on! Soon, I lay back on the bed and he lay over me, never missing a beat. His knees spread my legs apart and I could feel his prick rising under his jeans. My own was, too. His hand reached down and felt it. I moaned in between kisses.

    He smiled a bit, and I took his shirt off. Once again, his tattoos were on display, and I loved every inch of his skin. Soon, my shirt was off as well, and then his pants were off. I discovered that he wasn’t wearing underwear. His beautiful 7 inch cock was stiff, and he approached my face.

    I took him in my mouth, after kissing the tip gently. His moan of pleasure turned me on even more.

    Soon, I felt him tense up and couldn’t believe he was exploding already, but sure enough, he did, quite noisily. I swallowed his cum, and he shook with pleasure. Bending back down, he kissed me again, sharing his seed.

    It was so hot! So wrong!

    I loved it!

    ‘Nice, mate,’ he said. ‘Now, let’s get you off!’

    A smirk appeared on his face, and he started to remove my pants, when suddenly a loud bang erupted on the other side of the door.

    ‘Oh shit!’ I exclaimed, jumping from the bed as Andrew hurried to put his clothes back on.

    I hesitated as I reached the door, not sure of what I might find on the other side.

    ‘James,’ he said, ‘Don’t open the door.’

    ‘I have to, Andrew. I need to know what that was!’

    I slowly turned the lock on the door, it’s clicking seemed ten times louder in the tension. I swung the door open, only to find no one there. Nothing was there.

    ‘Oh, thank God for that,’ said Andrew, panting. ‘I thought you were a goner! Now, come back over here.’

    Something just wasn’t right. The tapestry right next to my door had been moved.

    ‘Andrew, come here,’ I said, and I felt him move behind me, grabbing my waist as he did so. ‘Help me with this tapestry. I think it’s been moved!’

    Hardly believing me ( I knew thanks to the look on his face), he reached up with me, and slowly we untacked the tapestry from the wall, dropping it near our feet. What we saw surprised us. I had always thought there was a solid wall here.

    It wasn’t.

    There was a door.

    …to be continued…


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  • Me and Dad and the Photo Shoot

    Me and Dad and the Photo Shoot

    Hi. My name is Josh. I’m 20 years old and live at home with my Dad while I attend State University.

    I’m 6 foot tall and weigh a trim but firm 160 pounds. With brown hair and hazel eyes, you can probably call me cute. At last that’s what my couple of past girlfriends usually say. Being of Italian descent, I have a nice Mediterranean complexion but unlike most of my male relatives, I have hardly any body hair. They say that part came from my mother’s side. And there’s the rub – I don’t have one and don’t care. Well, I do have a mother, or as I say, “muthah.” She and Dad dated when they were in high school and she got pregnant with me. They were both 15. Although they got married and lived with my dad’s parents, she left us after a year. They say she ran off with some trucker. Good riddance. So my Dad, now 36, has always been my best friend. We talk about everything and have always been together. He is so cool, and actually kind of cute, if I’m allowed to say that about my father. He’s maybe 6’2, a nice frame at 180 pounds, and a nice patch of chest hair which he likes to keep trimmed. My major in school is marketing.

    So one night at home, I’m at the kitchen table with my books kind of staring out to space when Dad walks in.

    “What’s up, Josh? You look lost?”

    “Geez Dad, I’m kind of stumped,” I answered. “I have this marketing assignment for a new product and I have a great written presentation but I need visual displays, but they gave me this dumb product. Its a lint roller brush! How do I make that interesting?” I looked up at him.

    Dad looked down for a moment and then smiled and looked back at me. “Do an ad! Lets take a few photos and we can print them on my large format printer in the basement. We you can have some nice color 8 x 12’s! to show at class.”

    “Of a lint brush?”

    “No, silly boy, of you USING a lint brush!” Dad explained. “Go get me one of those brushes I’m sure you have and go change into a suit. White shirt, tie, the works!”

    “But Dad! For real?” I complained.

    “Just do it, and I’ll get my good digital camera ready,” he said.

    We ran off in our own directions and when we came back he had his camera ready and waiting. He positioned me to stand by the fireplace in my suit and directed me to start using the brush on my jacket sleeve, then a side pocket, and then along my legs. He took the snaps and afterwards, he showed them to me on the back screen of the camera.

    I grinned. “I get it! Using the product, not just showing the product!”

    “Right,” he answered. “Now take off the jacket and we’ll take a few more. Use the brush on the front of the shirt, and your pants again. Be sure to look at the camera and smile some.”

    Happy to be without the jacket, I continued posing. I looked at Dad enviously wearing a pair of Dockers and a polo shirt and being barefoot.

    A few more shots and he stopped. “Go change. Um, maybe some jeans and a t shirt. Lets go casual,” he directed.

    back in my room, I flew out of my clothes and got into the jeans and a red t shirt and returned barefoot like him.

    “Ready,” I said, as I began posing again. I totally understood where this was going. Kind of like playing dress up with Dad. This was fun. I felt real good about my project now.

    “I think we got it Josh.”

    No way! I was having fun. I didn’t want it to end.

    “Hey, lemme take some picture of you Dad, just for fun!”

    “Well, I guess we can.” He handed me the camera and I gave him the brush. I took some pictures and really enjoyed focusing on his smiling face. Before I knew it, I was looking a bit closer then usual at his body. His broad shoulders and firm chest. Those nice legs below his trim waist. I had to see more.

    “Hey dad, lose the shirt. Lets see some sexy!”

    It really wasn’t a big deal. We had seen each other getting dressed and getting undressed and going to the bathroom and showering since I could remember.

    He hesitated then shrugged his shoulders and peeled off his shirt. Wow, I was impressed. He kept his shape really well and that chest was kind of hot. I loved the dark fuzz across his pecs.

    I picked up the camera and he started to pose, but he seemed to stare at the camera a bit more seriously – or was he staring at me? We talked about the birds and the bees and he always answered my questions, but it never got too personal. Now I felt some sexual tension. It was scary – but kind of fun also!

    After I took some really good pictures, he walked towards me with his hand out and a grin.

    “What?” I asked.

    “Your turn. Lose the shirt and give me the camera,” he directed.

    “One sec,” I yelled as I ran out of the room leaving him confused.

    Thinking I might have some more fun, I ran to my room and stripped. I put on a pair of my trim black bikini underpants and pulled over them my new white baggy running shorts. I stayed shirtless of course.

    “All set,” I announced as I took my place in the center of the room to face Dad and the camera. I started to pose and gave him back that serious stare. After a few poses I tugged on my shorts, showing off the black waist band of the bikini undies. Being so much lower then my outer shorts, I had to pull the shorts down pretty far. Dad laughed when they finally fell off but I could tell by his flushed face he was getting into this as much as I was. My bikinis swelled in the front as I felt my self get hard. I saw Dad take a deep gulp a couple of times when he aimed the camera much lower then where my face was. Damn, I guessed Dad was really aroused by this – by me!

    After a few more poses I stopped and walked over to him taking the camera away. Underwear pose for you now Dad! I thought he might say we were done. Instead he grinned and left the room.

    I heard some drawers open and close until he proudly marched in wearing some very snug white Speedos. Holy fuck was all I could think. He was so damn hot. And those Speedos let you know just how big he was down there. Although I don’t remember him being so big when I saw him in the shower last week. Whoa! He’s boned!

    This was getting too hot. I doubt if a single picture came out due to my hands shaking and quivering every time I aimed the camera lower then his face! I remember now he had told me that he was also on the swim team in college. I bet that’s his original swimming suit when they all wore those sexy Speedos. His look of satisfaction beamed on his face as he knew how hot and bothered he was getting me. But I had a plan.

    “Hang on,” I said as I put down the camera and walked into the kitchen. In my hand was the water bottle atomizer we used to spray the leaves of the plants to give them water. I faced him with a mischievous grin and walked towards him.

    “No way! You wouldn’t! Would you Josh? Oh shit, you would! You’ll pay I promise,” he grinned.

    With my eyebrows raised I sprayed the water across the front of his Speedos. I gulped as I watched them become nearly see-thru. How the heck did the school let the team wear such revealing suits? Then I remembered that the swimmers had to wear those dorky white robes after each race.

    But here was my Dad, in all his glory. I think my heart skipped a few beats as I stumbled to pick up the camera and try to take some pictures. My hand shook so much I actually started to giggle with excitement watching Dad get a hard-on. His cock looked like it was trying to escape that tight constrictive suit. Then it hit me, I was also getting hard in something restrictive. I looked down and almost died. My cock was hard and the head was sticking straight up past the waist band. I looked at Dad who was holding back a laugh and then I pointed to his Speedos with a grin. His cock head was also sticking up past the waist band – but his looked like it was gasping for air!

    “You better lose them Speedos before you cut your cock head off!” I said stunned as I had been so forward with dad! Jeez! What was I thinking?

    “So you’re worried about my cock?” He asked, giving me a wide grin as he pulled his Speedo off and kicked it off his feet. His cock grew to full attention as he played with his balls. So wanna take a few more pictures before its your turn?” I gulped as I stammered a yes.

    I went back to taking some pictures with a very, very wobbly hand and watched as dad began to fondle himself and slowly jack himself off, while giving me some very sexy stares. I cold barely stand it as I took one hand off the camera and peeled off by own black bikini briefs to free my aching imprisoned cock. So much for me teasing him. I think if we kept score he sure would be the one winning! But I sure as hell was enjoying the show.

    Fuck, I thought. Two can play this game and I put down the camera and turned to face him as I licked up my palm really slow and sexy, our eyes locked, and my hand lowered to begin jacking off myself.

    We were maybe 6 feet apart facing each other with flushed faces and we continued to pleasure ourselves. Every once in a while, one of us took a step towards the other. Quite soon we could hear and feel the heavy breaths the other was taking as we both neared our climax. He looked at me and grinned and stopped jacking, putting his hands to his sides. I understood immediately as I dropped to my knees and looking up to him, leaned forward to lick the tip of his throbbing purple headed cock. For my first cock, I think I did rather well, hearing him moan and pant as he started to caress my head. My sucking technique improved as I went. He gasped once or twice so I knew he was close, but I stood up and crossed my arms in front of my chest with a wide grin.

    “And so?” I asked.

    He smiled knowingly and dropped to his knees as he began to suck me, and holy cow, this guy knew what he was doing! My knees almost buckled as he expertly brought my aching cock to the hardest its ever been in my entire life. I can only imagine his swim team in the locker room with those see-through Speedos. So I asked.

    “The swim team experience, huh Dad?”

    He could only grunt and nod in the affirmative with my hard pulsing cock jammed down his throat. With that my legs finally buckled as I tumbled into him. Within moments on the floor, we found ourselves in a 69 position, each hungrily devouring the others rock hard cock. Time seemed suspended as I felt like I was floating. Suddenly the cock in my mouth seemed to get harder and bigger as my Dad’s hips pushed forward and froze. His actions made me feel a strong surge rising down below and my hips thrust forward and I could feel myself shoot out wave after wave of my spunk. At the same time, Dad came – and came – and came – and came! I furiously swallowed as best I could but I felt some dribble out of my mouth. We licked each other clean as our pounding hearts calmed and our breathing returned to normal and our bodies relaxed. We pulled away slowly and wiggled on the floor until we were lying naked next to each other, heads turned toward the other, with contented grins on our faces.

    “Um Dad? Maybe I shouldn’t use all of those pictures we took.”

    “Ya think so, wise guy?” he answered.

    “Well, I may keep one or two for a future assignment,” I said with a dirty laugh.

    “So we okay kiddo?” he asked.

    “Hell yeah Dad, more then okay. Mind if I have you help me with school assignments more often?”

    “Hell yeah Josh,” he said still smiling. “So you think you may need some help in the yoga class you’re taking?” he asked with a grin dirtier then mine.


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  • Paradise Island

    “The Prophet is here. Let the prophecy be fulfilled.”

    That was the last thing I heard before passing out. I was told later that Hunter, Jacob and Aaron picked me up and took me into the tent. The rest went back to their tents when the guards came into the camp area.

    I awoke about an hour latter lying on my bed area. It appeared to be somewhat of a mattress and I was covered with a couple sheets and a light blanket. As I opened my eyes, I could see Jacob and Aaron kneeling at my side and Hunter was standing over them.

    “Welcome back, buddy” Hunter spoke as my eyes focused in. “Are you OK?” Aaron offered me water and I drank it.

    “I think so.” I wanted answers but at the moment I could not wrap all the events around my brain to begin to ask questions. It also appeared to be darker now. It must be evening.

    “Alright, let’s get some sleep and we can talk more in the morning. Jacob, to bed.” With that Jacob got up and moved to the other bed where Hunter had walked to and they cuddle in together kissing and Hunter running his hands over Jacob’s smooth back down to his ass.

    I looked at Aaron and motion for him to lay down with me which is what I thought was supposed to happen. Aaron got up and moved into the bed and wrapped his arms around me and moved into to kiss me as his hands worked on my head and back. I moved my hands to Aarons back and they found their way to his ass. Oh so smooth. It was not long before I was hard and aroused.

    Aaron moved off my lips to my chest and kissed his way down my chest and abs, not as well as Hunters, but I had been working on them. As he reached my cock, he put his mouth on it gently and began to suck. Oh, what a feeling that I had not felt in a long time or maybe even ever. He moved slowly up and down my cock moving until it all was in his beautiful mouth. From the sounds coming from the other end of the tent, Hunter was being sucked as well. As I laid back and enjoyed, the sounds of satisfaction came from outside in the camp and it sounded like every tent was enjoying some action.

    Aaron moved up and down many times before moving up and positioning his beautiful ass above my cock and proceeds to sit down on it and take it all in his ass. As he moved up and down, I felt heavenly feelings that I had never felt before. Hunter had also moved Jacob to his knees and was fucking his ass with much aggression. Aaron moved at a pace that was just perfect and after some time, I uploaded my load into his ass as he shot his on my chest and a portion of his load landed on my lips. With my cock still in his ass, he leaned over and kissed me cleaning up his cum from my lips. As I fell asleep for the night, Aaron moved on top of me cuddling our bodies together, cum and all, as we drifted into a restful night.

    I awoke in the morning with Aaron washing my body as I lay in bed. Hunter and Jacob were nowhere to be found in the tent but they soon arrived with breakfast, scrambled eggs and fresh fruit. I sat up and Aaron fed me breakfast as Jacob fed Hunter. It was somewhat sexual and I think we would have gone farther but halfway through our food, there were shouts outside and we stepped out and stood in front of our tent as Hunter instructed. It seemed everyone else was doing it as well. There appeared to be 10 tents that I could see.

    Soon this man approached and stopped in front of our tent. He motioned for two guys following him to take us or some of us. The two guys approached the tent and took me and Aaron and led us away. “Be strong, Prophet.” I heard Hunter yell as we were led away to the right and everyone else was directed the other direction by other guys in uniform as well. I turned around, looking back, and saw them led to a bus at the end of camp and got on board. As I turned back around to the way I was walking, Aaron and I were led to a SUV looking vehicle and put in the back seat. We were taken away from the camp and taken to a large living complex further inland from the beach area. I turned around once but was told to keep looking forward. Aaron reaches out and held my hand and all seemed well.

    We were taken out of the vehicle and led into a large common area. There the others told us to wait and left us standing naked in what looked like a fancy house foyer.

    It wasn’t long before a man about late twenties in age came down the stair case toward us. He was wearing khaki shorts and a purple colored buttoned down shirt.

    “Welcome,” he said as he approached us. “Mine name is Kyle and I am the master of the house. You will be working for me.” He then directed Aaron to go through a door to the right and join others his age. I was told to follow into a living room like setting. As we got into the room, he stopped and turned toward me. He now had a gun facing me.

    “So, you are the prophet?”

    I paused a little and then answered. “I honestly don’t know what of they speak.” There was fear in my voice as I spoke but also a sense of calm.

    “Well, goodbye prophet.” He said as he pulled back the trigger.

    There were shouts from the direction we had come and in a quick second, I was surrounded by eight other boys and Aaron, all about the same age, naked and trying to protect me.

    Aaron stopped and pulled the gun back. Also at the same time, what appeared to be security surrounded the room with guns drawn on me and the boys standing in front of me.

    “What is this? You guys get back to work. Now”

    “We can’t,” spoke Aaron from in front of me and moving outside of the others. “The prophet is here to free us all from your slavery. You will not kill him and you will not have any more power over us.”

    Oh, that did not appear to sit well with Kyle. He got this evil smile on his face and stepped back toward security that were behind him.

    “Very well.” He spoke quietly. He turned to look at the guy to his right. “Kill them all,” he said and as the security began to pull their triggers, there was a shout from a very authoritative voice that filled the room.

    “NO. Wait. No one is being killed.” It was a powerful booming voice and it soon dawned on me after I heard it, that it had come from……..

    Me…….

    And it seemed to work. The security guys had stopped and did not shoot. After a second of two, they put down their guns and it seemed that all eyes except for my teenage boy barricade were on me.

    “What did you say?” Kyle finally spoke and moved toward me.

    “You will not kill these boys, nor will you kill me. Who will do the work? We are here to do a job and we will do it. Let us get back to work. There will be no killing today.”

    I have no idea where those words came from but it was I who was saying them. Kyle looked at me in much shock. I am not sure he had been spoken to before. He had still been walking toward me. As he stopped, his hands that were on his side, moves one to his crotch and the other to his chest. Something I have said has seemed to turn him on. I was standing their naked, nine teenage boys around me naked and I knew I was even a little hard aroused by the entire goings on.

    After a few seconds, another security person came in and called for Kyle snapping him back to reality. “Kyle, you must come. The factory has stopped working. Come.”

    With that he motioned for us to come as well and I and the boys were tossed into an SUV vehicle and we drove off following another. We arrived at this building complex that looked like a manufacturing plant. We were led to follow Kyle into the factory, where there on the floor, with Hunter and Jacob at the front, sat all the workers naked on the floor. They were surrounded by security and staff in khaki shorts and purple shirts.

    “What is going on here? Get back to work! Now. Or you all shall be killed on the spot.”

    Hunter stood up and addressed Kyle. “We shall no more work for you. The Prophet is here to set us free.” And with that he sat back down.

    Kyle stepped back to where I was standing and grabbed me by the arm and led me to in front of the workers. He pushed me to my knees in front of him to his right.

    “Is this your prophet? Is this the man whom is going to save you? Look at him. He is naked, on his knees in front of his master.” With that he stepped in front of me and dropped his shorts. His cock sprang out and hit me in the face. “Watch as your Prophet sucks his master’s cock.” He reaches down and took my head and moved my mouth toward his cock. “Open up and suck it, or I will kill them all.”

    I opened my mouth and anticipated his cock in my mouth. It was not clean but I began to suck and lick it as it entered my mouth. For five minutes or so, Kyle face fucked me, holding my head, in front of all the people. There were some tears. But before getting overly aroused, he stopped.

    As he pulled out, he pulled up his pants and moved back to the boys standing in front of several of his security. He turned, faces me and the rest of the workers and speaks. “Kill them all.” As he began to walk out with the boys and the security moved into place, I stood up and faced them.

    “This is not going to happen, Kyle.” I spoke as he walked out but then he stopped and moved back in with security around him, each with a boy in his arms. As they came back to the same place, Aaron ran free and stood at my side.

    “No one is going to die today.” I turned to the workers. “Go to your tents. Go home. Tomorrow we will return ready to work and ready to serve. Now go.” Without missing a beat the workers arose and moved toward the exit. Security stood everywhere watching as they walked out.

    “As for you Kyle, go home. Aaron and I will go home and tonight he is going to educate me on this prophet legend. Tomorrow we will return, put your factory back to work, your home back to work and the island back to work. We will discuss the future and we will move on.”

    As I finished speaking, the security began to move slowly out of the factory area. Soon Aaron, Kyle, the eight boys and I were alone standing in the silence. As the lights in the factory dimmed, I noticed a light from a room not far from the ceiling. There was a silhouette of a man standing watching. As I looked up, the light went off. Aaron grabbed me and moved me and the rest of the boys to our tent. We left Kyle standing in the factory in shock.

    Maybe Kyle was not the master of Paradise Island…………………..

    To be continued


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  • Apartment 117

    “Oh God Stan, that feels so fucking good! Good man, good! Hell man, if it’s been some time since you’ve eaten some guy’s rod, you sure as hell remember how to do it! Suck it man, suck it! Come on man, make me blow my wade, I wanna use that ass hole of yours like I use to use the knotholes in the fence. I ain’t fucked some ass standing up for a long time, and I wanna do that today! Ya man, yea, suck on it! Swallow that pole! Yea man, yea, take it deep! Come on man, you’re getting me close, you’re really doing me! Yea, suck it , suck it! Come on make me flood your throat with my juice! Yea, oh yes Stan, you’re doing it man, your doing it! Come on, —suck hard, real hard! Yea, get ready for me, get ready! You’r gonna get a mouth full when it explodes, and it’s getting close, —it’s getting close! Oh Stan, get ready man, get ready! Oh man—yea—yea —here it comes,-here it comes———–! Oh shit man!

    Damn man! Oh crap man that was good! Oh Stan, suck it dry, suck it dry!

    Oh man! Hey you are gonna be one good sucking cop man, one good sucking cop! Oh Stan,–yea man,–yea! Wow! Boy, oh boy! That sure as the hell took it out of me! Lick it clean man, can you lick it clean?”

    Looking up at Jack, smiling and at the same time licking cum from his lips, the extra cum that just didn’t fit into his mouth, Stan laid his head up against Jack’s crotch and slightly licked the top of his dick and the fuzzy bush surrounding it. Slowly he lowered his face down and under Jack’s bag of nuts, and lovingly, sucked Jack’s left cum nut into his mouth.

    “Oh yes man, oh yes!” Jack expounded with pleasure as he felt his nut slip and slide into Stan’s mouth. “Oh man, suck it, –suck it, –suck it! Suck it hard! Yea man, that’s good, that’s good!”

    As Jack was almost yelling for Stan to suck on his nut, Stan then opened his mouth up wider and sucked in the right nut. He had a mouth full, and had to be very careful that he did not bite one of the nuts, too strongly, all in accident.

    “Oh Stan, that’s good That’s real good! Yea man, yea! Do that!

    Yea, bite on `em, bite on `em! Oh Stan, I love that! Man, you sure as hell know how to make a man happy, especially if you ain’t done this lately! Man, you must have been hungry for this, weren’t you?”

    Gently moving back, Stan continued to hug Jack’s massive legs, but did allow Jack’s nuts to slide out of his mouth, one at a time. He looked up at Jack and said, “I’m living the wrong life man, —I am! I know I am!

    Jack, I’ve forced myself to stay away from guys for years now, and I’ve wanted to feel some guy’s dick pushed down in my throat and have him load me full, like you just did, —for years now! Oh Jack, I should’a been doing this all along! Oh man, you are making me feel so fucking good!

    Come on man, I gotta feel that telephone pole or yours going up in my ass!

    I gotta take that man, I gotta take that! Freddie, one of my old Army buddies that I never got to do anything with, was hung like you are, and I’ve dreampt of wanting to get that one up in my ass for years now, and now I’m gonna get yours and take yours! Put that think up in me, —but if I call you Freddie, I don’t mean it, but I’ll probably close my eyes and make believe it’s his big black sausage that I’m finally, finally, getting.

    I’ve gone to sleep dreaming about wanting his dick going up in my ass for so many years now, I just can’t believe I’m finally getting one that looks like his did! Hey Jack, if I call you the wrong name, I’m sorry, but I’ve wanted Freddie’s big dick up in my ass and for it to fuck my ass for so long now, I know I’m gonna think it’s his dick going up in me! Do me man, do me! Ram my ass with this fucking big thing! I want it, I want it! Oh god it is so big and pretty! It’s like a hunk of gold!”

    As Stan finished begging for Jack to fuck his ass, he lowered his face down and kissed both sides of Jack big meat stick. Jack reached down and lifted Stan up by the arm pits, and told him. “Hey guy, stand up against the shower wall there. Lean on the wall. I’ve got me a small tube of KY lube in the bottom of my tool kit, and I’m gonna grab it and push some up in that tight ass of yours, so you can take my dick and make believe it’s Freddie back here, drilling you a new ass hole with his big black rod!”

    Turning his head slightly, Stan asked, “You’ve got KY lube in your tool box? You kidding man, you kidding?”

    “No I’m not kidding. I’ve got it! Hey, like I told you earlier, the reason I’m working here at this complex is the number of hungry ass holes that’re walking around here, and a good maintenance man always comes prepared.”

    As Stan was getting his ass plugged with a good supply of KY he asked, “You serious man? There a lot of guys around here that play with each other?”

    Leaning into Stan, and sliding some KY up into his ass, using two fingers so he could also slightly start to open Stan’s chute, Jack replied!

    “Well man, on my list of playmates, you’re gonna make the baker’s dozen.

    In the short time I’ve been here, I’ve already got personal notes on twelve guys, and so you are gonna make number thirteen, the baker’s dozen! If you’re gonna be a gay friendly active cop, you sure are living in the right apartment complex. I’m kind of thinking there’s more gay guys living in this complex than the rest of the town’s got all over, anywhere else. And if you’re not aware of it yet, I’m sure every gay guy around here has wet the front of his jeans by just watching you walking through, with your tight uniform pants on, and the ass of those pants kissing that tight ass of yours and the front hugging and kissing that big dick that shows so well. Hell man, when I told Jim that the security guy was making moves for me, he knew immediately which guy I was talking about. He wants you, and he wants you badly! You’re gonna have to play with Jimmy and Sammy.

    They’ll eat you up! They’re both hot and fun! I think it’s kinda funny that all you guys were living around each other and none of you knew about the other guy, until I came along, and now everybody’s finding out about all the other players that they could have been doing, if they had only known.”

    “Oh Jack, I can feel your fingers up in there! Oh man, that is feeling so good! Yea man, move `em around up in there! Yea man, put another finger up in there! Poke my hole with your fingers, yea! Yea-push up in there! Yea man, I like that, that feels good! Oh yea, —poke me man, yea poke me!”

    “Hang tight man, hand tight! Think maybe my fingers have done what I wanted! Here comes the little hot dog you’ve been begging for! Ready?

    Ready to close your eyes and make believe your ole Army buddy Freddie is moving in on you? Just think, it’s gonna be just like ole Freddie doing you and your tight ass!”

    “Oh yea, yea! But it sure as hell can’t be called some little hot dog! More like a fucking steer dick on some fucking ragging bull! Oh man, do it! Do me! Yea, I’ve gotta take this and I want this! Oh man, feed me, –feed me! Poke my hole! Push it up in me! Yea, yea! Oh Jack—oh Jack! Yea man-yea! Oh god all mighty man, —that is feeling so fucking good! Oh I feel like my ass is so fucking full! Oh yea rip my ass and make me feel it! Do it man, do it! Yea-push it in me, push it up in me!

    Oh Jack, this is great, this is fucking great! Oh Jack, put all of it in me! Push it in me hard! Yea-slam my ass, slam my ass! Oh fill me up, fill me up! Oh Jack, I love this! I love this! Oh shit man, this is great, this is great! Oh shit I wish I could have talked old Freddie onto doing this to me back when I was in the Army! I wanted him to fuck me so badly, I did! Oh man, this is great! Yea-oh yea! Oh yea —poke my hole —poke my hole —poke my hole!! Slam my ass! Drill me man, drill me!

    Oh Jack, –Jack this is better than anything that I’ve ever done! Oh man, oh Jack, — poke me, —poke me! Hard!”

    “Stan my man, I’m doing everything back here I can do! I swear man, I think I’ve even gotten my dick to stretch out about another inch or more trying to give you everything you want! You took that pole without so much as a whimper. Man your ass has been needing this for a hell of a long time, I can tell. I’ve never gone up and in some guy’s ass that fast, that far before! Especially an ass that’s not been fucked recently. Shit man, that ass of yours was standing open like the sewer line out on the street!

    Why in the hell did I ever think you needed some lube up in there? Hell man, I could have stuck my head up in there and I’m sure it would have fit!

    Man, your ass was on its hands and knees begging for that! Stan, did you know you were that fucking anxious to get rammed that hard and that deep back here?”

    As Stan continued to stand there, leaning on the shower wall with his hands up toward the ceiling, and his ass pushing back, continuing to beg for more stiff, thick, muscular, action, he replied, “Jack, I knew before I called the office that I wanted to do some playing around with you, well obviously since I kinda set this whole thing up, but after I started to remembering Freddie and how I had prayed and prayed for years of wishing he would have poked me, then I just lost it man, I lost it! My ass could have taken an eighteen wheeler up in there right then. I’ve wished for years and years that Freddie would have fucked me, and today, I finally got it, and actually I think I got it from a bigger cock than Freddie had!

    One hell of a lot thicker, I know that for damn sure! Your dick is like a big fat zucchini squash! Damn man it felt good! Fucking good!”

    “Well let me tell you something young man, —your ass can take it!

    Right now I think if I had a baseball bat handy, you’d be begging for that up in there! How you feeling? Feeling OK?”

    “Yea, I’m okay, but I want some more! Hey, can we like lay down out there on the hallway floor and pump me some more? I wanna feel you laying down on me! I wanna feel all of you laying on top of me and feel all your muscles rubbing on me. I wanna feel your body all over me! Can we, please, do you mind?”

    “Hell yea we can man. If that’s what you want to do, of course, yes we can! Here, let’s take these towels and spread `em out so we don’t get the floor too wet, and come on, –let’s do it!”

    Stand and Jack grabbed a couple of towels, slightly dried themselves, then spread the towels out on the floor in the hallway, and Stan immediately laid down and spread his legs, showing once again that he was anxious and hungry to feel Jack’s thick, long, stiff male shaft going back up inside of himself.

    “Hey man, ready? Ready to take this thing again?” Jack asked as he laid down on Stan’s back and gently and lovingly started to slip his eleven incher up, and into Stan’s ass. He slowly laid himself down and drove himself up into Stan, as he once again took possession of that tight little white ass that he had just so feverously rammed the hell out of while standing in the shower. After the slow and loving entry, and his hugging Stan around his chest, so that Stand could feel all of his muscles laying on his back like he had asked for and said he wanted, Jack then actually started ramming his rod up and into Stan, without waiting for an answer to his question of if he was ready or not. Jack knew that as hungry and anxious as Stan was for his dick, he was ready! He was ready, he was anxious, he wanted it, and he wanted it badly!”

    “Oh Jack, do me, do me! Oh man your dick up in there is so fucking good! Oh man, ram my ass, ram me! Give me your dick! Give it to me, make me know I’ve got all of you up in me! Oh Jack, oh man, we gotta do this all the time! I’m serious man, I’m gonna need this all the time! I love this!”

    “Hey Stan my man, you are gonna get it all the time! I’m gonna make sure you do man, I’m gonna make sure you do! I’m gonna be the man that gets to take your new policeman uniform off of you and fuck your ass while you lay there and bury your face in those policeman pants, aren’t I?

    I’m gonna be the man that gets to fuck you the night you become a full fledged policeman, right? You gonna let me do that man? Do I get to fuck my cop that night?”

    “Oh yes man oh yes! Oh Jack that sounds so fucking hot to me man, oh yes you can! Oh yea, I’ll lay there and put my nose in the crotch of my police pants and let you put your dick up in me while I lay there and sniff my own pants! Oh Jack, oh god man, that sounds so fucking hot to me, yea-we gotta do that!”

    “Oh tell you what Stan man, tell you what!” Jack whispered into Stan’s ear as he pounded his ass and at the same time made mad passionate love to all of Stan’s body, not only his ass. “Tell you what I think we ought to do. I think Jimmy, Sammy and I should come to your academy graduation ceremony, and just sit there as if we were long time friends, and let you look at us, knowing that later that night after all the celebrating, we’re all gonna be fucking you and your new policeman’s ass!

    Hey, what do you think about that? Like that? Wanna stand up there and look out at us knowing that before the night is over, all three of us guys are gonna take care of that new cop ass? Like that?”

    “Oh my god Jack, oh shit! Oh Jack that is turning me on man, that is so fucking hot! Jack, I’d be up there, on the stage with everybody sitting there, watching me graduate and I’d know that you three guys were all gonna be fucking my ass yet that same night! Oh Jack, –Barbara and both of my parents are gonna be there too, and we’d have this big, big secret of what’s really gonna happen to me and my ass later that night! Oh Jack fuck my ass, fuck me hard! That idea has got me just about crazy, just thinking about it! Oh man, I’d just wanna stand up there and yell out, `Those three guys are gonna fuck me when this is over!’ Oh Jack, you think Jimmy and Sammy would do that? We could use their place, right? Oh god man, that is turning me on like shit! Oh god man, I wish that was today! Oh man, that is so fucking hot to just think about!”

    “Yea man, just think! You standing up there on the stage, being the center of attention, you in your nice new tight fitting policeman pants, and when you look out and see us three with our anxious dicks looking up at you, your ole boner starts showing right through those cop pants! Oh man, I’d love to see that happen, I’d love that! I can see the newspaper the next day, —headlines say, “New cop shows the city he’s got a big dick, right there on the graduation stage!” Yea, I want you to have a hard on when you graduate man, I do! I wanna sit out there in the audience and watch your dick get hard in those tight pants! Oh shit man, I hope that happens! I hope like hell it does! Oh god man, I gotta take a camera with me so I can take a picture of you standing there, showing the whole world your big stiff cop hard on!”

    “Oh fuck me, fuck me! Jack, pound me hard! If you have to man, take your dick off and leave it up inside of me! Make me have it man, make me have it! You’ve got me so fucking hot, I won’t be able to do anything until that day except think about that happening! Oh Jack, you sure Jimmy and that Sammy will do that? Oh man, just thinking I’ll be standing there with Barbara and my Mom and Dad looking at me, and I’ll be knowing that you three guys are there, in the same room, and you’re gonna be fucking my ass like crazy in just a little while! Oh man, what in the hell will I do if I do get a hard on? What in the hell would I do? I know damn well it will show through those pants if I get hard! Oh man, what in the hell am I gonna do if I do get hard? Oh man, oh shit, I never thought I’d ever be thinking about something like that! Oh shit man, I can’t wait! You sure those two guys will do that? Just knowing that I’ve got three guys, sitting there, watching the graduation, and you’re in there waiting on me, so you can take me home and fuck my ass! What a fucking turn on that is!

    Oh shit man, what a fucking turn on! You sure those two guys will do that?”

    “Oh yea, oh yea! Oh hell yea man, hell yea! Hey, Jimmy already told me this morning how he wanted me to tell you to just go find apartment number 117 whenever you needed some action, so hell yes, I know they will!

    They like to play with guys and you’ll like playing with them! We’ll fuck the hell out of you that night so that you know you can take whatever those other cops wanta give you some night, —when you’re out on late night patrol! Cops love to fuck other cops, and man, with the tight little muscle body on you, and this tight little ass I’m pounding the hell out of right now, you are gonna be good hunk of meat for them guys! You just gotta remember that whenever you find out which of your buddies is game, you gotta get me with `em. I love cop ass and I ain’t had any for way too long! I need to know I’ve got me a couple of the city’s finest available to me! You’re gonna be a big help to me man, a big help! White cops love black asses and black dicks, so you gotta help me let `em know I’m their man whenever they get hungry for black!”

    “Oh Jack, why in the hell would I let them know about you when I know damn well I’m gonna need this all the time myself! Oh Jack, make me feel your dick way up in my throat! Jack push that thing up in me so it comes out of my throat! Oh fuck me, —fuck me, —fuck me!!!”

    “Hey hon, I am, and from the way I’m starting to feel right now, you’re just about to get another load up in you! You ready to to get bred again man, you ready, I’m getting damn close. Oh Stan, I’m gonna do you man, I’m gonna do you! Hang on, hang on! Oh Stan—-oh Stan here it comes, I’m cumin man, I’m cumin man! Oh shit your ass feels so fucknig good! Damn you’ve got a good ass! Oh Stan your ass is unbelievable man, —totally unbelievable, —totally unbelievable! Oh shit, what a fucking ass! Damn man, god, hope I can get some work done today! Oh Stan, I love fucking this ass! Hey man, just think——–I’m gonna fuck it on your graduation night, right? Right? I get to be the first guy to fuck the new cop, right, –right?”

    “Oh yea man , Oh yes! Oh that idea has got me so fucking hot, —so fucking hot! Hey Jack, let me roll over and you suck my dick some, OK? My dick’s wanting to cum and I need to watch you going down on it!

    Would you?”

    “Hell yea man, roll over! Let me have that dick! I love sucking on that dick! Oh yea, I’m gonna suck on a new cop’s dick! Yea, I want this thing man, give it to me!”

    “Oh Jack, yea! Yea suck me man, suck me! Oh Jack, I can feel your cum running out of my ass! Oh man, I can feel it! I can feel it!”

    Jack pulled off of Stan’s rod just long enough to look up at him and say, “Hey man, good thing we put those towels down then man, good thing!” He immediately took Stan’s meat back into his mouth and sucked hard and strong!

    “Oh Jack, I’m gonna cum man, I’m gonna cum! Here it comes man, I’m cumin, —I’m cummmmin! Oh suck me, my dick feel likes it’s about twice the size it really is! Oh man, it feels so fucking big! Oh thanks man, thanks! Not only for this cum shot but for everything man, everything! I said earlier I’m living the wrong life, and I know now, damn well, I am!

    Oh man, I’ve needed this for a hell of a long time! Oh Jack, please tell me we will be doing this all the time! Please promise me this will only be the first of a lot of times! Oh I love feeling you and having you up inside of me! Jack, —thanks man, thanks! You’re my fucker man, you’re my fucker! I love this! Oh Jack, I wish Freddie would have done this to me years ago! I wish he had. My whole life would be different right now, I know damn well it would’ve been!”

    “Well Stan. Did Freddie play with any guys that you know of? Did he play around with guys?”

    “You know, I don’t know! I really don’t! He was such a hot stud, he could have, whenever he wanted to, and with any guy or gal he wanted to, but I was a puny little guy back then, and I know I sure didn’t turn him on any, so I just don’t know. I saw him and some of the other big hunky guys goofing around with each other, but just like grabbing or wrestling with each other, but I never saw him having any kind of sex with `em. I tried every way I could think of to get him to do me, but I guess I sure wasn’t the right one for him! The whole time we were on the same base, I wanted him to just grab me, if nothing else! I wanted him to feel me, so I could feel him. I just wanted to feel his hands on me someplace, anyplace! I just wanted to know he had touched me, someplace! It’s all cause of Freddie that I spent the thousand and thousand of hours working out in the weight room so that I could finally get me a playmate and have sex with a man like him, —well, like you! Jack, I’ve had a hard on for you, ever since that first day I saw you! Today was finally my payoff day, and damn it, it was worth it man, totally worth it!”

    “Stan. If you’re built like you are all because of that Freddie guy, you owe him a lot! You are one hot tight muscle man, and you look good! Maybe it’s better that Freddie never did you! If he’d had done you, you would never have built yourself up to be the little god you are!

    Today, you can get any guy you want, and you are gonna be one hot looking cop. You’re gonna be what all the gay guys are wanting, so just decided that whenever you want it or need it, you’re gonna have a line of guys wanting it, and wanting it from you, like you wanted from Freddie! You’re hot, man, real hot!”

    “Thanks man, thanks! That’s good coming from someone that’s built like you, and of course hung like you! Come on, let’s shower down and get cleaned up. It’s just about nine o’clock, and I want you to call that Jimmy and Sammy and see if maybe you and I can stop in their place today sometime so I can meet `em. Will you? Can you? Oh yea, maybe we can ask them if they’ll come to the graduation ceremony and kinda make sure that’s all gonna work out, —OK?”

    “Yea, sounds like a good idea. Hey, tell you what. I’ll call Jimmy and just tell him you and I wanna come over there for lunch! He’ll be more than glad to feed us lunch, and anything else that happens to, —come up!”

    “Oh Jack, that sounds good, that’s great! I’m anxious to meet

    `em.” And with a very big grin on his face, Stan added, “Oh yea, also, thanks for fixing the toilet! I hope it breaks again! I’ve never met a maintenance man just quite like you! Hell man, I don’t think that are any others quite like you! You got one hell of a fucking tool just hanging on you! What a fucking muscle man you are. You’re the first guy I’ve done anything with in years, my first muscle guy, and of course my first black man. What a prize man, what a prize! And of course you damn well know that’s the first time I’ve even seen an eleven inch dick! What a fucker, —what a fucker you are! Down my throat and up my ass, both! Damn man, —thanks, —you are good! You sure as the hell have changed my life for me! And I’m sure I’m not the first one, and sure as hell won’t be the last one, either! Right?”


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  • My MCM

    I woke up cozy this morning, feeling Joe’s breath on my back, and his hand cradled in my crotch, fingers grazing against my shortly trimmed pubes, underneath the band of my pajama pants. I was hard of course, and instinctively started to grind my hips, thrusting my shaft smoothly against his fingertips. They twitched a little, which sent an arousing jolt through my groin. I reached up behind me, rubbing his bristly face, and he stirred softly, his lips pressing lightly against the back of my neck. I felt goosebumps rise down my spine and around my chest. I leaned back, into his warm body, pushing my shaft further up, feeling his fingertips trail down its underside, grazing my tight balls. I sighed out loud, and pressed my ass against him. I felt his dick twitch against me, and continued to grind. It continued to twitch, and I felt a warm wetness against me. I stopped, as it continued to spread around my lower back, and ass. I giggled, at the thought of him jizzing his pants, and turned to kiss him. He was still asleep! I pulled back the blankets, to see a large cum spot on the front of his pj pants, and it kept growing. He turned on his back, with a snort, as his dick head appeared in the plastered flap of his pants. It dribbled out some more cum (or pre cum?) and I lifted and pulled down his pants waistband. He didn’t wake up, but started making sleep murmuring sounds. I watched curiously as he continued to dribble out cum. I haven’t had a wet dream in forever, and he must have been dreaming about sex or something.

    We’d had a quickie the night before, and he’d fallen asleep inside me. I woke up around 3, and put my pajamas on, as well as pulling his pants on. That man could sleep through another hurricane. I didn’t know you could still have a wet dream, even after having sex, so I was really interested in how this worked.

    I started to run my hand up and down his shaft, as more cum dribbled out. I wasn’t sure if it was just pre cum, since it was pretty transparent. He moved his hand over, lightly grazing my arm, and made more sleep murmurs. I continued to stroke him up and down, watching the constant flow of cum. It had been a few minutes now, so this was one amazing orgasm, if that’s what it was. I wanted to sit down on it, and feel him fill me up, but then I would be missing the visual of it. The dribbling stopped, and I felt his dick get even more hard, as his balls rose up against his shaft. I let go of it, and watched it rise, and flex independently. He was rock hard, and at full attention at this point, and I wasn’t sure if he was going to shoot or something, but I was enjoying the close up 😉 I reached out and grabbed his shaft, and felt the warmth and wetness of it against my palm. I worked my fist up toward the head, and back down. “Mmm…baby, whats up?” I looked up, and he was watching me, with a sleepy grin on his face. “I didn’t know you were awake Joe. You came in your sleep I think, and I was checking it out.” “Whaaa? I feel like I could cum now baby, get on top.” I slid up and kissed his lips, pulling my pajamas off, and straddling him. I slid down on top of him, bracing myself against his chest. My hands were trembling, as he pushed deep into me. His eyes closed and he licked his lips. I leaned forward, resting my chest against his, giving him full access to my deepest zone. He thrust in and out, moaning and breathing loudly.

    He turned us on our sides, and then on my back, he raised my thighs up, cradling my legs to his sides. He slowly, and methodically pushed deeper, and deeper, meeting my prostate with the soft hardness of his dick. He was biting and kissing at my neck and chest, as my fingers ran through his shortly clipped hair, feeling his stubbly face, and caressing his neck, and ears. I moaned out loud, and felt my universe exploding with pleasure. “God, you’re so fucking incredible Joe.” I stammered out. He moaned in my ear, nibbling at the lobe, and pulled back to guide me to my side. He entered me again, pushing my right leg up against my chest, sliding fully in at the side, sending more jolts of arousal through my entire body.

    I felt my dick spasming pre cum against my stomach, and I knew I’d cum soon. I wanted to ride this orgasm out to its fullest, but the need to cum felt so great. I reached up, pressing my hands against the head board, and feeling him bumping against my prostate again and again. “Fuck baby, I’m cumming Joe, I’m cumming.” I blew straight up, hitting myself in the chin, and wetting the sheets under me, splattering cum against my chest and stomach as well. I couldn’t help myself, letting out moans and groans of pleasure. He pushed himself all the way in, and I felt him spasm and throb inside, shooting cum into me. “God dammmnnnn baby….mmm…” I felt him push against me, his bush cushioning between our bodies, his balls resting against mine. He continued to throb into me, as he rested his face against mine, breathing deeply, and sighing loudly.

    He flexed a few more times, before he pulled out slowly, kissing down my side, running his hand back and forth over my thigh. I turned on my back, and he pressed against me, spreading the wetness of my orgasm around our bodies. He kissed my forehead, down my nose, to my lips, as our eyes met. I felt his warmth envelope me, and I pulled his face to mine, nibbling at his lips. “Babe, we have an hour to shower.” “OMG, you did not just rhyme.” “Haha, I didn’t mean to, but since we rappin, how bout you get that booty smackin?” I pushed at his chest, “Ok Eminem, that’s enough.” I scooted past him, sliding off the bed, and walking toward the closet. “Damn shorty, with that fine ass.” I turned, and he was grinding into the air, with his dick bobbing around loosely. Rolling my eyes, I went in, selecting a Yohji quilted blazer, and St Laurent leather moto jeans. I felt Joe press against me, kissing the back of my neck, and turned, dropping the clothes to the floor, having a quick make out session. He was pushing me against the racks, and I had to stop him, so we wouldn’t get cum all over our clothes.

    He pulled my hand, and led me to the bathroom, where we continued making out, clumbsily turning on the shower heads and embracing in the fog of steam. He washed me off from head to toe, as I returned the favor. I took his freshly washed dick in my mouth, sucking out the last drop of cum, feeling him get hard again. I stood up, pecking him on the cheek, and turned to walk out. “Oh, that’s how you thank the dick? After all he did for you?” I laughed as I toweled off. “We have to go, and I’ll see you…and him later today.” He stood before me, while I toweled off, flexing his dick at me. “Look, he’s a little sad now.” I playfully slapped it, and it bounced back, staring right at me. I could ride his dick til I died.

    My day flew by, and Joe picked me up with a smile. I got in, and leaned over to kiss him. I noticed his Belstaff trousers were unbuttoned and open, with his dick standing straight up, resting against the base of the steering column. I laughed, and kissed him lightly, giving him a quick clench of my fist, and sitting back to put my seat belt on. He started to whistle lightly while he drove, just leaving his dick out. The windows are tinted, so I wasn’t afraid of being seen, but it was exciting anyway. He was still rock hard when we arrived, and as the valet walked around, he closed his overcoat, and adjusted himself. As soon as we got in the elevator, Joe let his coat flap open. I waited, while we rode, and tried not to glance over, for fear of instinctively getting on my knees. The doors opened, and we walked out into the hall. Joe left his jacket open the entire way to the apartment, and as soon as we got inside, our clothes came off…


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  • Sweaty Sex

    The sauna was full, so I couldn’t lean back. Joe was sitting across from me, against the wall, and we both smiled at each other occasionally. A couple of the older guys who lived in the building were talking about the economy, and investments, blah blah. My towel was plastered to my thighs, and I felt the comforting ooze of sweat, pouring out of me.

    A couple of the guys left, probably since the economy talk is such a downer. I was able to scoot over sluggishly, and relax a little. I noticed Joe loosen up a bit too. He leaned back, and I could see up his towel. His balls were loose and resting flat against the hard bench, and his shaft looked full and long. It made me horny…

    I crossed my leg over, and watched Joe’s eyes wander down to my crotch. I leaned back to give him a better view, and winked at him across the room. He smirked, and crossed his leg too. His shaft shifted out, so it was almost pointed right at me. He pretended to check out his toe, as his towel fell all the way open, and he put his foot back down on the floor. I heard the older guys stop their conversation, and then carry on in a low whisper. Joe sat there, unashamed, completely exposed. I stood up to pour water over the rocks, and let my towel fall as well. I bent down to pick it up, but instead of wrapping it around myself, I loosely held it in my other hand. I returned to my spot, and draped the towel down over the bench. I leaned back, and enjoyed the fresh steam.

    The room fogged up quickly, and I noticed a few more guys leaving. The air from the locker room seemed cool, and refreshing. I got up to pour more water, and sat next to Joe when I got back. There was only one other man in the room at this point, and he seemed to be unconscious. “We should move over to the corner,” Joe whispered to me. I agreed, and got up to move to the dark corner near the rocks. I poured extra water, and the room fogged up even more. We were in the darkest spot of the already dim room, almost invisible to anyone walking by. The man near the front snorted a little, and Joe and I giggled. I got up, and sat on Joe’s lap. His hands moved up my sweaty sides, and around my chest, playfully pinching at my nipples. He slid his mouth across my shoulder blades, and softly bit my shoulder. I got hard instantly. I arched my back slightly, while he worked his finger tips down my spine, kneading a little into my back muscles, in a light massaging method.

    I was holding onto his hairy, muscular thighs, and slowly moved my hands closer together, meeting over his hairy crotch. I scooted further back, feeling the bristly wetness of his bush against my cheeks. I felt him shift, and spread his thighs, so that I slid down a little, in between them. I felt his sweaty hardon twitch up to meet me. The man across the room moved a little, creaking the bench. We stopped and waited. He drooped his head again, and I got up to pour more water. I could hardly breathe, but I felt the intensity of postponement and anticipation.

    Joe leaned back, running one hand up and down my spine, while I slowly clenched my cheeks over his shaft. I felt him nestled tightly inside the crevice of my ass. I wanted him in the worst way. I got up and turned, getting down on my knees, and leaning forward to take him in my mouth. He sighed loudly, and grabbed the back of my head. I felt the saltiness of his sweaty dick enter my lips, and I lowered my head, to feel him slide across my tongue and roof of my mouth, til he pressed against the back of my throat. I tickled the underside of his shaft with some tongue flicks, and started to swallow, sucking in the tip of his head into the softness of my esophagus.

    I was deep throating him, softly gagging, but it was so erotic. I felt like I could pass out, but the excitement of it all was arousing me more and more. I had his dick so slicked with spit, and tasting his pre cum, urged me to take all of him into my deepest parts. I got up and straddled him. He pulled me closer, pulling my face to his. His tongue explored my lips and inside of my mouth. He enjoyed the taste of himself on me. I reached behind, taking hold of his shaft, and guiding it to my craving hole. He slid in roughly at first, and then smoothly slid in. I heard the slick sounds of him entering me, and turned to see if the man at the front was still sleeping. He was…

    I rocked up and down, feeling him pound inside me, over and over. He was moaning quietly in my ear. His hard, hairy chest was comforting against mine, and his hands digging into my lower back, pulling me down again and again, onto his throbbing dick. I was panting heavily, feeling myself surge toward my orgasm. I buried my face in his shoulder, and came hard between our bodies. I felt my dick spasm a few time, shooting cum between our sweaty bodies. “Mmmm here I come baby…Here I cum…Oooh yeahhhhhhh fuckkkkk” Joe moaned as he blew inside me. I felt him throbbing, and pulsing repeatedly spasming in the soft tissue of my insides. My prostate convulsed in response, and my ass clenched uncontrollably, massaging his thick shaft.

    We made out for a few seconds, while he softened inside me, and I got up to wipe myself off. I almost fell over, and he grabbed my arm, “Whoa, that good huh?” I slicked my hand across my stomach, and wiped cum across his mouth. He bit my hand playfully, and I wiped him off. I was wrapping the towel around my waist, when the door opened, and a couple of mid 30s looking guys walked in and sat down by the door. I could smell my cum in the air, and I think they recognized the odor, as they both looked over, while Joe and I adjusted our towels and walked past them to the door.

    We picked a stall at the end of the locker area, and made out some more, under the pulsing hot water. I could feel him oozing out of me, and pushed his hand behind me, so he could finger me a bit, while we kissed. He had two fingers in, softly fucking me, lubed by his own cum. He found my prostate, and rubbed out another orgasm from me. I came softly, but deeply, clenching his fingers inside me, and biting his lower lip. He pulled his fingers out, and played with his cum a bit, before wiping them across my nipple. He leaned over, biting at it, and licking at my hardening areola. He soaped me up, and washed my dick and stomach off again.

    We shut the shower off, and went out to towel off, and dress. I felt limp and limber as we walked to the stairwell to the lobby. He kept grabbing and pinching at my ass while we walked up. We got up to the apartment, just as the phone rang. Our dinner had arrived, and I set the table. We spent the rest of the evening on the sofa, watching my favorite childhood movie “Jingle all the way”. Happy ending to a happy ending 🙂


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  • My Wrestler; My Nemesis

    Time stopped the moment my eyes had closed.

    I’m not sure how long I was asleep, but a gleam of sunlight crept through the drawn window shade and was making its way across my face. I squinted and held my hand up to deflect it and sit up. That’s when the pull against Mr. Locke’s stitches woke me completely. Working through the pain, I slowly sat up. I was still in the back bedroom of his house, and I was freezing. Sweat trickled down my chest and over the newly sewn flesh.

    I felt awful.

    I drank from a glass of water left on the bedside table but quickly realized it was peroxide and spat it on to the floor.

    “What are you doing?”

    In the doorway stood coach holding a cup of coffee.

    “What did you do to me coach?”

    “What I had to do. What I always do.”

    I glanced to the floor at his feet; a wave of guilt and shame washed over me. The tone in his voice was too familiar. As if I had been to the wrestling mat, battled for him, and lost. I dropped my head into my hands and leaned onto my knees. My head was spinning. What did he want me to say?

    I heard him cross the floor and take a seat next to me on the bed.

    “Jesus Doug, you’re soaked.” His rough skinned hand swept across my back, “you’re on fire.”

    I was breathing heavier now and I felt I was going to break into tears at any moment, but I had to hold it back. Couch didn’t tolerate anyone on the team feeling weak, lest we shed a tear even when injured. All of his boys were tough. He made sure of it.

    “God dammit – you’ve got a fever.”

    He reached across the front of me and opened an orange bottle on the table next to the glass of peroxide.

    “You need to take two of these and I’ll get you some water.”

    I took the pills, swallowed them whole, and lay back into the pillow, “…no need – I got ’em down.”

    Coach was seated next to me on the bed, drinking from his cup.

    I lay there looking beyond the doorway of the room wondering where Kyle had gone. The house was quiet. Sweat trickled down my sides and I shivered. The hairs on my arms and chest stood up as a chill took me. I wanted to cover up, but he was sitting on the top sheet. I didn’t dare ask. Except for my blue boxers, I lay there naked and exposed.

    Coach sat quietly sipping his coffee intently watching me; like an artist admiring his own work. The light that had woke me earlier was making its way down the bed. I could feel its warmth on my neck and chest. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

    “Are you feeling any better?”

    “A little…”

    “Good.”

    I flinched when his hand grasp my upper thigh firmly. “You know Doug, despite your recent fuck ups with that Shaw kid, I have to admit your accomplishments are substantial.”

    His hand moved inward on my upper thigh, slowly down under my knee and cupped my calf.

    “I take great pride in what we’ve been able to do. Wouldn’t you agree?”

    “I guess…” I shifted away from him, but his grip on my leg tightened. When I looked towards him, his eyes were fixed on mine. Our stare was intense and I felt my inside start to stir – not in a good way.

    “You guess? You guess!!” He removed his hand and turned on the bed to face the door. He inhaled deeply – as if he were about to blow a house down, then stood and left.

    I couldn’t help but feel some relief at his absence. Coach Locke had done a lot for me, but it came with a price. A sometimes painful and unpleasant price. I rolled onto my side to face the window and pulled the sheet up over me. The goofy sensation of the pills was making me tired again. I closed my eyes and tried to forget what was going on but it was difficult. I could hear him in the next room (a door being pushed open and hitting its jam as it ricocheted back against a solid hand, drawers slamming shut, and then loud footsteps in the hall).

    He was coming back – and this time he was pissed. I clenched my eyes shut in fear of what was about to happen. I only hoped the numbness I was feeling from the medication would make it pass more easily.

    Mr. Locke was a wrestling coach for a reason. Something you probably don’t have to guess to hard at by now. He liked it rough, and he gave it rough. Sometimes I liked it and sometimes I didn’t. Today wasn’t one of the days I was going to enjoy it – or so I thought. When I heard his voice behind me, I turned and felt myself shrink into the bed.

    Coach stood naked in the doorway of back bedroom. His tall solid frame glistened with sweat, his chest heaving in angered breath, his hands clenched – like some raging bull hulk. For an older guy, coach made the time to take care of himself. His pecks were formidable yet sagged just a little, his love handles (while empty) hung slightly flaccid at his waist, the crest of his pelvic bones prominently on his torso, his lower abdominals tight, his thighs bulging, and his cock and balls swathed in a thick nest of black and gray pubic hair. The icing on this cake was the black leather chaps he put on while in the other room.

    In my head I could hear my self say, ‘oh fuck’.

    He rushed to the edge of the bed, tore the sheet back, and tugged at my legs until I was laying cross ways on the bed.

    “You guess. Well you know what Doug – I’m guessing you need a little reminder of how I run things on this team. What do you think?”

    “…oh fuck… Coach, I’m sorry!”

    “You’re sorry? I don’t want to hear that kind of bullshit; you pathetic little fuck.”

    He grabbed at the fly on my boxers and tugged hard. The fabric tore away easily, exposing my cock.

    “You know what I want!?!”

    “Yes sir – I do.”

    He paused for a moment, regaining his composure and then smiled.

    “Good – then you know what to do.”

    “Yes sir”

    He stood up straight, his cock protruding further up and away from its black nest of hair as it grew. Coach had a huge dick, especially when he was really worked up – like he was now. This is when things can get pretty intense. I was intimidated by the leather, but I knew what coach expected. As best I could, I pulled my knees to my chest, tore my boxers even further and lifted my ass for him.

    Coach loved to eat ass and there were advantages to being with an older man. He knew what he was doing. I will never forget the first time he tongue fucked me. Oh my god! He set the bar so high; I’ve always been disappointed by anyone else who has stuck there nose up my backside.

    Coach knelt down, grabbed me around the waist, and pulled me across the bed so to raise my ass to his face. My neck bent hard with my chin to my chest and my legs flopped down on either side of my head. The feel of his course chest hair against my back was warm and familiar. The heat of his breath scorched the underside of my nuts and the feel of his chin stubble against my ass cheeks sent me reeling. He spat at my asshole twice before running his tongue around my hole and slipping it inside me.

    I gasped, closed my eyes and groaned as he ate away at my fuck hole.

    “…oh fuck yeah…” I moaned as he shook his face back and forth between the cheeks of my butt. His tongue darting in and out, then slowly swiping across the soft pink skin of my sphincter. His grip on me was intense and I was locked against him.

    My cock became engorged with blood, the head of my prick brushed against the thick hair on his forearms, and my nuts spun inside their sack. I had hoped that my senses would have been numbed by the pills he had given me, but it only gave me more pleasure as he used me. My arms flopped back over my head, the scent of my underarms was pungent from not having bathed – but it made it all the better. I was lost in the fury of our sex. The sounds, the touch, the smells, it all coalesced into the most amazing feeling of ecstasy.

    That’s what it was. That’s what it must have been – rapture.

    Coaches tongue started its short journey from my pink fuck hole to the base of my ball sack, and with fierce intensity, he sucked my nuts into his mouth and tugged firmly at them.

    He moaned and groaned as he ate my ass.

    Across my lower back, I felt the coach’s swollen prick grind against me, he was oozing and dripping down my back. My own sweet nectar dripped from the slit in my cock onto my chest and face I caught what I could and savored it.

    The root of my dick protruded from under my scrotum and swelled to its maximum girth. I could feel it throbbing deep in my innards; a thick long swollen cock ready to explode. Coach knew me and could tell it was time.

    Time for him to get what he really wanted.


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