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 We both were wearing our fatigues and bundled up against the fall night air at the edge of the woods behind the mess hall. So far there was no reason to adjust our warm clothing beyond my fly being unbuttoned. My cock was out as I leaned back against a tree trunk, but it was being kept warm by Corporal Hart’s mouth enveloping it.

Corporal Hart was just one of my willing boys. We’d come a long way together to Berlin and beyond from the landing at Anzio, and many of us had become as close and comforting and interested in and willing for mutual release as men could be who were on the move on their feet for two years and subject to being shot on the spot for finding their relief in women encountered along the trek across Europe. Not that it wasn’t equally dangerous to be caught engaging in the release we did.

Hart looked up into my eyes, his with a pleading expression on them, asking, I knew, if I was ready to belly him against the tree, cover his back, and give him the full length and girth of my cock.

I was, and would have done so, if it hadn’t been for the commotion coming from the back door of the mess hall, by the trashcans, where Cook was speaking gruffly to someone in the shadows.

“Hey, what yer doin’ there? And who are you? You’re not from the camp, are you? A local. A Kraut, I think.”

With a sigh, I gently pushed Ted Hart back on his haunches, folded my cock back into my pants, and buttoned up as I walked toward the mess hall. Duty called. It already was nearly pitch black here below a cliff of Kehlstein Mountain in the German Alps, in the most remote southeast corner of Bavaria. Only the light from the mess hall kitchen windows, cast across the shadows of two men, one rather small and struggling and the other tall and heavy and grasping the smaller figure close, provided any context to Cook’s gruff voice and answering whimpers in German. My immediate thought as I approached this tableau was that there would be some sentry I’d have to dress down. German nationals weren’t allowed in the camp without escort–and not at night at all.

In fact, we had license to shoot them on sight. There were signs, in German, explaining that plastered on the compound fences.

“I found this Kraut rummaging around in the trashcans,” Cook said as I walked up. “I told you that I thought there was a wild animal at the cans for the last week. Turns out it’s only this little guy.”

“Well, let me see what we have here,” I said, as I reached them. “He doesn’t look so dangerous.”

And, indeed, he didn’t look dangerous at all. He looked so weak and emaciated that he might be on his last legs. Pity that, I thought. He was quite a good-looking young man. Not young, young, of course. Maybe his late twenties or early thirties, but life obviously was being cruel to him. It hadn’t been all that rewarding to any of us as World War II was winding down across Europe. And some of us had to walk here from the toe of the boot that was Italy.

I had taken my guys all the way to Berlin to help cut off the head of the snake there the previous May, not losing one soldier in the process. For our reward, we were sent up here into the far reaches of Bavaria to sit in a temporary camp between the mountain town of Obersalzberg, up against the lower cliffs of the Kehlstein Mountain and in the shadow of the third highest peak in the German Alps, Watzman Mountain. I don’t wish to sneer at the assignment we received as we waited to be shipped home–nearly all of us to wives and children no matter what we’d gotten into for solace and relief during the last two years marching from Italy to here. We actually had a plum assignment. Obersalzberg had been the winter retreat for Adolf Hitler himself and his sycophants, built up here on the lower slopes of the Kehlstein as a retreat for the führer during the 1936 Olympics in nearby Garmish-Partenkircher.

Hitler had spent more and more time up here in the waning years of the war, and he’d stashed a lot of the loot up here that he and his cronies had pulled out of art museums all across Europe during the German occupation. My unit’s job was to guard and inventory this stash until it could be properly dispersed again. We were not far from the end of accomplishing this, which was a good thing, because the winter of 1945-46 was pressing in on us, and this place would be one snow-covered iceberg come December.

And a look at the obviously starving young man in the tattered clothing and overcoat who Cook was holding by the scruff of the neck told me that it was unlikely he could survive the winter.

His eyes showed a mixture of fear and resignation. My heart turned over. I’d seen far too much of the suffering among civilians in this war. There was nothing about him that spoke soldier. He fit the bill of starving artist more. The complete look of surrender and vulnerability in his eyes moved me–and not just my heart. Cleaned up and fed he would have been almost irresistible to me and my appetites.

“Who are you and how did you get into the camp?” I asked. He looked at me with a complete lack of comprehension. So, a German refugee no doubt. Certainly not American and most certainly not belonging in this camp. I knew all of my men–more than a few of them I knew biblically.

“Are you hungry. Were you looking in the trashcans for food?”

There was a flash of recognition in his eyes, but still he said nothing. He probably knew that rummaging for food here was inviting a death bullet. He had to have been totally desperate to even contemplate risking it. At that point the assistant cook, Private Green came to the kitchen door.

“Kyle,” I said to him. “Is anything left over from the night’s mess?”

“We have a bit ham left and there’s bread,” the private answered.

“Can you make a sandwich with that please–a big one–and give it to this man, and then escort him back to the main gate, please? I’m too tired tonight to write up an incident report. But on your way back, please make a round of the sentries, let them know a civilian got into the camp. Tell them to look at every inch of fencing for a breach and report to me tomorrow. And tell them that, despite the breach, I haven’t released any orders permitting target practice.”

“Yes, sir,” Kyle answered. When he came back with the sandwich, wrapped in a newspaper, and handed it to the young man, Cook let loose of him and I drew both Cook’s attention and that of Kyle to me to ask them just not to say anything to anyone about this. We were not supposed to offer any help at all to German civilians. In the moment it took for me to do that, though, the young German had disappeared.

I sighed. I’d have to write up some sort of report after all. “I still want you to go to the sentries, Kyle, I said. I hope to God one of them doesn’t shoot the young man while he’s trying to get back out of the camp. But there’s a breach in the fencing someplace. The only side not covered is the cliff below the Kehlstein, and that’s a sheer rock wall.”

A little sad now–at what war does to us all–and slightly irritated that I’d have to write up an incident report, I returned to the edge of the forest where Corporal Hart was waiting for me in the dark. Reverting to an earlier stage of our preparation, we engaged in a bit of lip play and groping before he sucked me off again. It was with weary thoughts of all we’d been through and the toll it had taken on people like that young man at the mess hall, whose hands I’d seen–the hands of a professional or artisan, not of a farmer of soldier–that I embraced Ted Hart from behind as he leaned into a tree and spread his legs, entered him deep to his moans and groans, and worked him hard to give both of us release and something more pleasant to think of than what we’d been through in the last two years.

I was finishing with Ted, holding him close in my embrace, his head turned to me, our lips meeting, and the last short spurts of my cum ejaculating into the quick of his passage when I floated up out of our “transported elsewhere” time separated from the present and slowly became aware of our surroundings again.

As I drifted back into reality, I sensed that the two of us weren’t alone–that we were being observed. I slowly rotated my head around, not wanting to spook off whoever it was. But just that slight turn was enough for me to hear the crackle of pine needles underfoot deeper into the forested area. Just the glimpse I saw was of tattered clothes in browns and grays and black, and I instantaneously thought of the young German who had been caught at the trashcans.

I released Ted, who slumped against the tree trunk, and, after an affectionate stroke of his cheek, strode out in the direction in which I sensed we had been watched. But of course when I got to the tree I had marked as the figure’s hiding place, no one was there.

* * * *

Cook approached me in the mess hall two evenings later as the dinner hour was drawing down and men were leaving the hall. We were in a state of unaccustomed limbo here at the base of the German Alps. The men had been warily trudging through fields, avoiding roads, where ambushes could be set, and being ever aware of their environment for years before landing here in the small camp near Obersalzberg below the Eagle’s Nest, Hitler’s famous mountaintop tea house that was carved out of the rock of the Kehlstein. Here, the march was over. The war was over. Presumably the danger was over, although there continued to be whispers of “lost cause” partisan cells that kept the Americans close to their camps and bases. There was little for the men to do in the evening after dinner and before night when they could surreptitiously move about their barracks into each other’s beds. They lingered in the mess hall, but it was dark and growing late.

I habitually ate late, walking around to the tables earlier in the meal, coffee in hand, checking on the well-being of the men–and frequently making assignations with one or two of them for meetings in my separate room in the night.

“Excuse me, Captain,” Cook said, his voice hesitant.

“Yes? Is there a problem? I saw the supply truck come in today. We were shortchanged in some rations?”

“No, Captain, that is all good. It’s the German refugee from the other night.”

“The young man who somehow got into and out of the camp without alerting one of the sentries?” I was still chaffing over that happening. I had doubled the sentries. I also was chaffing a bit from having gone soft and giving him something to eat. I was somewhat surprised that I didn’t have half the population of Obersalzberg at the front gate the next morning begging to receive what he had.

“Yes, the same,” Cook said. “He returned. I caught him going through the trash again.”

“And did he run off when you found him–like the other night? I can call out the men to search the camp for him. We need to know how he’s getting in.”

“No, sir. I have detained him.”

“Detained him?” A chill went up my spine. The regulations were to summarily shoot any German invading a camp to steal anything, especially food. I thought it was barbaric, but I had been assured that it was the only way to keep the starving population from trying to overrun the camps. An example ran through my mind that had been spread around the country and, I had been assured by high command, was true and was repeated as a deterrent. The story went that a young German boy earned scraps of food at a U.S. base near Heidelberg shortly after the fall of Berlin by shining the shoes of the base commander. He was seen running out of the commander’s tent with a pair of shoes in his hand and was shot by a sentry who didn’t know of the arrangement. Just beyond where he fell was a rock on which the shoe polish and brush were neatly arranged. He had just decided to shine them outside rather than inside the tent that day.

Deterrent perhaps, but it choked me up each time I thought of the cruelty of war. I knew I could have shot the young German scavenger two nights previously–and that perhaps some of the men would have expected me to do so and would think it weakness that I didn’t. That was probably why I only told who I had to about the incident. So, part of me was relieved that he had escaped.

But now he was back, and under control, if I understood Cook correctly.

“Yes, sir, I have him locked in the storage room.”

“Well, I guess we’d better attend to him, then,” I said, with a deep sigh. “Let’s not let the whole camp hear about this, though.” I had absolutely no resolve to shoot the young man. After trying to discern how he was getting into the camp, I’d send him on his way. I was still struggling in my mind whether to send him away with food or not. If I fed him again, I knew he’d be back. If I didn’t feed him, maybe he would realize this was a blind alley for him. What I was really struggling with in my mind, I knew, was whether I wanted him to come back again–and where that might lead. I hadn’t been able to get him out of my mind.

When the storage door was open, I was torn between crying and laughing. The young man was sitting on the floor, in the dark, and had found and torn into a sack of raw potatoes. He was munching on one. He looked up at me in the doorway with a panicked look on his face, but he was holding onto to half a raw potato as if his life depended on it. I didn’t think he was going to give up the rest of the sack without a fight to the death either. And, as he looked even more emaciated than he had two nights previously, it’s possible that his life did depend on it.

There was nothing else I could do. I turned to Cook. “Is there still stew in the pot from the evening’s meal?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Dish up a bowl of it–and a chunk of bread and some coffee. And bring it to our guest in the mess hall. And, Private Green,” I said, turning to the assistant cook, “See if you can rustle up some civilian clothes that will fit this young man. Put them in my room.”

I went into the storage room and bent down, and pulled the young man up to his feet. He was as light as a feather. “Kommen mit mir, bitte,” I said, hoping my tortured German was understandable. “Sie mussen essen.”

He looked at me with glazed eyes, but he allowed me to guide him into the now-empty mess hall. He was still clutching the sack of potatoes under his arm and I made no move to take it away from him.

After he’d polished off the second bowl of stew and I motioned that any more would probably make him sick and he’d lose it all, I attempted to communicate with him again. “Konnen Sie sagen mir–?”

“Perhaps we should speak English,” he suddenly said. “I appreciate your attempts at German, but  . . .”

I was too shocked to speak in any language for a few seconds. “You speak English. And I mean English English, and your accent is impeccable.”

“Thank you. I have lived in both London and Paris.”

This just made it all the more tragic for me. He was educated and spoke with a refined accent. And he’d been brought this low.

“What are you doing here then? And are you English?”

“I’m German. I was painting abroad when the war started. But I had to come back . . . for my family.”

Ah, I was right. An artist. He was a painter. “And did you find your family?”

“No,” he said softly. “I’m Jewish. My family was gone by the time I returned.”

“Oh. My name is Trent. Yours is–?”

“You can call me Jake. But I see that you are a captain. So I must call you captain.”

“OK, then, Jake. You can call me Captain Carter. I’ve asked that some cleaner clothes be found for you and you can come back to my room. I have a bath. You can shower there. I take it where you live doesn’t have washing facilities?” Of course I wanted him to tell me where he lived and how he was able to get in the camp without being seen by a sentry–and possibly shot.

“I couldn’t possibly . . . but thank you for the meal. I should go now.”

We both rose from the table. “Are you going to leave that sack of potatoes here?” I asked. And when he looked lovingly at it, I said, “You can have the potatoes, Jake. But you have to stop coming into the camp. We are supposed to shoot anyone who does that.”

“Being shot is not the worst thing that can happen here in this time,” he said simply, his eyes downcast. But he picked up the sack of potatoes.

“Winter is going to be bad here,” I said. “We should only be here for another month or so, but if you promise not to come into camp to go through the trashcans again–and if you don’t tell others of it–I will see to it that you can have some food left for you every evening.”

He stood there stolidly, with down-cast eyes, although I discerned a slight tremble in his body that might have be caused by emotion. I was struck with how beautiful he was, even in this condition, and my body was stirring.

“The food must be left outside the camp, though. Do you know of the track up the mountain from here, and the religious shrine about a 100 yards beyond the main gate at the side of the road–the one with a closed wooden container at its base?”

He merely nodded.

“You will fine food there for as long as we’re camped here.”

I told myself I wasn’t doing this because he moved me to desire–and certainly not because he was German–but because he was Jewish and had been in freedom and had returned despite the danger to find his family. And because he hadn’t found them. The war in Europe was over now–justice and humanity needed to be brought back into the world. Even if only in small ways at the beginning.

“But I have a condition for leaving you food periodically.”

“What?”

“You must get cleaned up tonight and take a new set of clothes. Those are in tatters.”

When he had showered in the bathroom attached to my room–having my own facilities being the privilege of rank and command even if my unit was a small one–he padded out into my room in the nude. His body was perfectly formed and even as thin as he’d become, he retained muscle tone. He was beautifully equipped.

“Are you going to take me to your bed now?” he asked simply, in a low voice, his eyes, with the long, curly dark eyelashes fluttering.

“Excuse me?” I said. I had taken an overcoat I had replaced out of a closet, and I held it between him and me defensively, wondering wildly how he’d know that I’d developed a hard on from the knowledge that he was naked, in my shower.

“I saw you the other night, with the young man, in the forest. I saw that you made sex with men. If you want me clean, it must be because you wish to use me. You may to do. I will lie under you. I am sorry that I am too thin to be desirable now, but you are being kind to me, and–”

“No, please. That’s not necessary,” I said, embarrassed–embarrassed mostly because all the time he’d been in the shower I’d been fantasizing about fucking him, thoughts that only ran rampant when he came into the room naked. “I assure you that I have no designs on you. Just put on these clothes and go, please. I’ll have someone escort you to the main gate. And take the food from the shrine; don’t try coming in to go through the trash. You may be shot for trying.”

“I am sorry if I have presumed–or if I have displeased you,” he said with downcast eyes.

“Not at all,” I answered. “I would not dream of taking advantage of you, though.”

“It would not be taking advantage,” he murmured. “I do lie under men.”

This was my opening, but I was too shocked and obsessed with my responsibility to answer. And not having responded at once became the answer.

I stood, quaking, after he’d left. I wanted him even more now than I had before he’d offered himself to me and I had turned him away. It was only after he’d gone that I considered that what I’d told him meant that, under other circumstances, I would want to fuck him.

I hadn’t done what I had for him to get my cock inside him. Surely I hadn’t. I didn’t want to believe that this might have been a motive, even subconsciously. I wasn’t that much of a using predator. Thinking on that made me think beyond that. All that time walking from Italy to here. I was in command. I fucked what, five or six of my men regularly. Was that because they wanted it as much as I did? Had I been fooling myself? Taking advantage of my position. Surely the army would see it that way.

It snowed steadily although lightly for the next two days, accumulating maybe three inches of snow, but promising a blizzard in the not-too-far-distant future. I was under the covers–a pile of covers–reaching “warm” for the first time that day in this indifferently constructed group of temporary camp buildings. I was nearly asleep, when I felt the draft of the covers being raised and a body slipping in under the covers.

Earlier, Corporal Hart–Ted–has been with me in my bed. We had writhed against each other on top of the sheets, as we often did, not being able to be satiated enough with the touch, and smell, and taste of each other. As was also often the case, I had speared him in a side split and moved in and out of him deeply until he was putty in my embrace–relaxed and completely open so that he took me to the root, murmuring his surrender to me. I turned onto my back, pulling him with me so that he was full length on top of me, both of us bending our legs so that we could get leverage off the surface of the bed with the balls or heels of our feet for me to thrust up into him and him to rear back into my pelvis to meet the thrusts.

I embraced his chest with one arm, latched onto the lobe of an ear with my teeth, and fisted and jacked off his cock as I pounded his ass. We came almost simultaneously, Ted first spouting toward the ceiling and splashing on his belly and chest, and me creaming his channel deep.

As we lay there, panting, the cold of the room crept in to push away the heat of our sex, and, reluctantly, he said, he left me.

I hadn’t called for Ted to attend me; he had come to me on his own in the night. I had felt so guilty about the possibility that the men I fucked only allowed me to do so because of my rank that I hadn’t been with any of them for two days. Concerned when yet another body burrowed under the covers with me several minutes after the corporal had left my bed, I moved my hand toward the nightstand where I had laced my service revolver, but a hand gripped my wrist.

“Please, Captain Carter, you said I’d only be shot for entering the camp again if I was going through the trashcans. I came for you, not the trash. I meant what I said when I said it wouldn’t be taking advantage.”

“I told you . . . you don’t need to–” I didn’t finish that sentence as I was overtaken by a moan as the mouth of the young German who had told me to call him Jake found and enveloped my cock.

When he had subdued me into an irrevocable want of him, which didn’t take long, he lifted his head and said, “Although I am grateful, I’m not here because of that; I’m here because I want you inside me. I have lusted for you since I watched you fuck that young soldier against the tree–and then again just now, as I watched you two through your window. I want your cock. I want what you gave that young soldier just now.” He slid his lips over my cock again and, with a sigh, I gave in to his ministrations.

With me on my back, he rode my cock for what seemed to be hours. We lay and murmured to each other as we rested between fuckings.

“You do this like a pro,” I whispered. “I thought you said you had a family here you’d come back for. I had assumed a wife . . . and children.”

“One does what one has to to survive in wartime. All I had for the last year that was marketable was what the guards of the führer’s winter house craved. I acquired, first an expertise and then a taste, and then a need for it myself. Yes, I had a wife and children,” he answered. “I think of you as having a wife and children too back in your country. You do have a family, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I admitted, “I do.”

“It’s the war. It’s the same for both of us, I think. It’s just the war. A man has his needs, no matter the circumstances he finds himself in.”

“Yes, it’s just the war,” I answered, as he brought his face down to mine for a kiss. But it wasn’t just the war. Not with this man. It was more than that. I couldn’t fool myself about that. “We’ll be leaving in four more weeks,” I said, not knowing why I’d brought it up. But, in fact, knowing why. And then, many minutes later, when the panting and rhythm of the fuck had abated into a mutual flow and we were lying there, recovering, knowing we weren’t done, only taking a rest to recover, I whispered, “I will miss these mountains.” I couldn’t tell him what I’d now discovered I’d really miss.

“You don’t have mountains where you come from?”

“Yes,” I answered, with a laugh. “I come from the Rocky Mountains, running down the middle of America.”

“I’ve heard about those. Like our alps, but not as tall.”

“Yes. I’ll miss the tallness of these mountains.”

“And I’ll miss the longness and thickness of you–the vigor and musky scent of you,” he said, after a hesitating. “But we’ll have these four weeks, if you’ll let me come again.”

“Yes, we’ll have these four weeks. But then we’ll be gone and it will be the middle of the winter. There’ll be no more food to put out for you.”

“There wasn’t food before you came. Afterward I don’t think it will be the food I miss from your going.”

We fucked again then, tenderly, me holding him under me on his belly, and languidly mining his ass passage.

He thought I was asleep when he slipped out of the bed, dressed, and left. But I wasn’t. I still needed to learn how he was getting into the camp past the fences and guards. I quickly pulled on my fatigues and followed him at a distance, aided by watching for his tracks in the recently fallen snow. I followed his footsteps up to the base of the Kehlstein Mountain towering over the camp to the south, but then lost the track where the rock started. Still, it all looked like a sheer rock wall to me. That’s why we hadn’t bothered to fence it in.

Three weeks and five visits from him later, I discovered where he went and how he got there. I managed that by staking out the shrine where the food was left for him and following him from there. His trek took him up a rocky incline at the base of the Kehlstein and then descending by a circuitous channel with rock walls on each side into the back of the camp. Another, nearly invisible, crevice in the rock was accessible by moving sideways. This passage opened up and ascended the mountainside to a glade of trees. A shack close to collapse was hidden in the trees.

I stood at the door as he mussed with the food over a small table, turned away from me so that he didn’t see me for the longest time. The room contained the table, a rickety straight chair, and a cot. The rest of the room was taken up with painting supplies. An unfinished oil painting sat on an easel.

The painting was of the nearby Zugspitz, the tallest mountain in the German Alps. The mountain commanded the distance. Nearly centered in the foreground was a ravine leading down toward the base of the mountain and rising on either side of the canvas. Mist enveloped the floor of the ravine. On the left, rising out of a rock outcropping on the side of the ravine, roots clinging to hard-won crevices in the rock, was a lone pine tree. The branches of the tree were nearly barren, although there was a hint that it was still fighting for life even though its only grounding was solid rock.

Although the painting obviously was of the Zugspitz, upon closer inspection, I knew the painting really was about that lone pine, clinging to the last vestiges of life by tenacious and hopeful roots buried in the crevices of hard, unforgiving rock. The mountain of the painting reminded me so much of the mountain rising above my family ranch in Colorado that it choked me up and I briefly entertained the thought that he’d been to the Rockies. That must have made an audible sound, as Jake turned in surprise.

I expected him to be angry. I had ferreted out his lair, which he obviously had wanted to keep as a secret.

He merely smiled a sad smile though, and started to undress and move to the cot, where I fucked him like the end of the world was at hand.

And for us, it was. I had to inform him that it would be too dangerous for him to visit the camp again, and that I’d now be too busy to break away to visit him here. The orders to pack out had arrived and the last week in the camp would be chaos.

He let me go with a tender kiss at the door of his shack. He said nothing about what this departure meant for him–either in the lost sex or the end to his food supply. And I said nothing either. I didn’t want to think about it, and there didn’t seem to be anything to say about it. But in subsequent years I was haunted by not having found some way to protect him.

The night before the transport convoy arrived to take us away for the flight home, one of my men came to my office.

“This parcel was left for you at the gate, Captain,” he said.

“Who–?”

“It was a German guy, but he didn’t give a name. But he’s the guy who has been coming into camp at your order.” The soldier knew what Jake and I had been doing, of course. All of the men probably knew.

When I unfolded the yellowed, German-language newspaper print away from the parcel, it was revealed to be the painting of the Zugspitz I’d seen on the easel in Jake’s shack. It had been finished. In my melancholy at parting from Jake, the lone pine stood out of the painting even more now than it ever had done.

Regardless of what else had to be done, I left my office immediately and, after some fruitless searching, finally found the entrance of the ravine at the back of the camp that led me to the doorstep of Jake’s shack. The shack was deserted. I decided that he probably was right–that good-bye was inevitable and prolonging it would only add to the grief.

Since he wasn’t there, I told myself that he had gone into the town and would find shelter and sustenance there. I kept telling myself that for some time. I don’t think I ever convinced myself that he’d done so, though.

* * * *

Like many a soldier before me, I returned to the States, to my lucrative cattle ranch, and to my wife and two children. I fell immediately into a normal, straight life. Like so many others–the lucky ones–I was able to compartment off my war years from the home life I had gone to war to preserve. And like so many others, I wasn’t quick to respond to my children’s innocent questions of “What did you do in the war, Daddy?” because I had gone to war to save them from knowing what one has to do in war and the totally different person it demands you be.

It was only when I was feeling vulnerable or nostalgic that I thought back on what I had done with men during the war–and inevitably my thoughts at these times went to Jake.

I shouldn’t have rewrapped the painting in the yellowed German-language newspaper print. In shipping it had clotted with what must have been still-damp paint on a hip of stone on the side of the Zugspitz and took the top layer of paint away, leaving an impression of the printing on the newspaper. For a year or more I searched for an artist who would touch the painting up for me. All of them in the Denver and even the Los Angeles area said that the work was too fine for them to touch.

They all asked me where I’d gotten it. I, of course, was vague with my answer. After a while, considering the interest the painting evoked from other artists, I began to fear that someone would think that I had raided the art stash in Bavaria that my unit had been assigned to protect and I hid the painting away. I could not forget it, though, and each time I took it out to look at and my eyes went to the lone pine, I remembered–and I felt myself go hard. The painting kept pulling me back to it and, nearly a year later, when I had occasion to go to New York City on business, I decided to make another effort to have the damage to the painting repaired.

A prestigious gallery in New York said they had an artist who could attempt a touchup. “But I doubt that anyone can match the delicacy and tone of the original artist. You’ll be able to tell the difference.”

“Do the best you can,” I said. “It pains me to see it like it is now. It looks wounded, and I don’t want to think of it that way.”

“By the way, do you have any idea what you have here?” the gallery official asked.

“Yes, it’s of the Zugspitz in the German Alps. I served near there at the end of the war. It looks just like the real thing. It was given to me by a refugee, in exchange for food.”

“Yes, it would look like the real thing,” she said. “You have here a Jacob Gelmen painting. There’s his mark down in the corner. This painting is worth a big fortune, even with the flaw. Very few Gelmens survived the war, although he was the toast of London galleries when the war started. It was ironic, but the London studio where he worked and where most of his paintings were stored was bombed out by a German rocket during the London blitz.”

“A famous artist?”

“Absolutely,” she said. “A real tragedy. He was Jewish, you know. He was safely away in London–well, as safe as London was under rocketing conditions. But his family was in Germany. He left London to go find them long after everyone knew that would be suicide–he was Jewish, you know. Yes, I already told you that. Sometime in 1943, I think. Yes, indeed. Should you ever want to sell this, Sothbys would be delighted to handle an auction for you.”

“Thank you, but I don’t think I could ever bear to part with it,” had been my answer. I was so choked up that I barely could get the words out. Besides the fact that if I did try to sell it, the question of how I got it when I was in charge of protecting an art stash would crop up again, there’s no way I would ever give it up.

I almost didn’t ask, but I couldn’t bear not to. “The artist, Gelmen. Did he stop painting?”

“He must have been killed in the war when he returned to Germany,” she answered. “Nothing has been reported of him since the war. This looks like the paintings of his later work. It may have been one of the last pieces he painted.”

The gallery’s artist did a decent job of touching the painting up–at least it was better than the mar of the paint removed by the newsprint–but the real benefit of having it retouched was that the touchup only highlighted how much finer the original artwork was.

And, even more than before, it no longer offered a “marred” focal point to take away from the centrality of that lone pine, clinging to life on its rock.

Before the end of the decade, I found an excuse to fly back to Germany–and to Bavaria–on my own. On the ruse of wanting to hike in the German Alps, I went back to Obersalzberg, being able to stay in the U.S. Army’s General Walker Hotel thanks to having maintained reserve status and risen to the rank of major. I found where our camp had been, now, I was happy to see, returned to productive farmland. And I found the opening in the rock wall at the base of the Kehlstein.

I found the shack, but the roof had caved in and there was no sign that anyone had been there for years. The winter of 1945-46 had been a rough one in Germany. It was hard to conceive that Jacob Gelmen could have survived if he had remained here. I almost poked around in the ruins of the shack but decided not to, being very afraid of what I might find.

But if he had survived, there would have been no reason for him not to have resurfaced in the art world and taken his rightful place and enjoyed his international reputation.

I both didn’t want to think about it and wanted to cherish the memory of the short time we’d had together–in what now was a world that was closed to me and taboo to mention to anyone.

The painting, though–and the art gallery official had shown me on the back where it had been titled as “Mountain Memory”–was mounted over the fireplace in the living room of the ranch house.

There was a fire in that section of the rambling, log-sided ranch house in 1952. The only object I was able to save in addition to getting the family out before the roof collapsed was “Mountain Memory.”

I had saved from that fire all that was precious to me, though.

 

 

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Derek is assigned to tutor big hot football defensive back Jerry, a 19-year-old sophomore majoring in physical education and a sexy hunk who is struggling to stay academically eligible to continue on the football team for the remainder of the season.

The second athlete is 21-year-old Bo, a 177 pound member of the university wrestling team. He is a very intelligent student in his junior year majoring in psychology having trouble with the zoology class. He is built like a Greek god with movie star qualities.

The third student is 22-year-old Ryan majoring in theater arts and is a team member of the tennis team in his senior year. He is tall, lanky, slim, not a great stylish dresser, somewhat plain facial features and yet has an aroma of sexual heat.

The fourth athlete is 19-year-old Donnie, a sophomore majoring in business and a starting guard on the university basketball team. He is a hell of a good-looking average sized perfect athlete.

Finally, the fifth student is 20-year-old Tommy, a sophomore majoring in political science and a  handsome 5′ 6″ outstanding member of the soccer team.

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During this five-part series, Derek will share with the GD readers his tutoring sessions with each jocck starting with instructions from the textbook but then watch for some hands on demonstartions as to the guys’ sexual organs and how to produce volcanic orgasms.

My name is Derek and here is my story as a paid tutor to five hot jocks at the university.

As I prepared for my first tutoring lesson with Jerry, the hot football player, I promised myself that I would control my lust as a campus slut and be totally professional as a paid tutor even though my favorite fuck buddies were muscled jocks. Man did they know how to use their athletic builds and cocks to bang ass.

During my four years as an undergraduate and now in my first year as a 23-year-old graduate student at this large university, I’d been the bitch for at least 200 hot straight, gay and bi-sexual studs (I’d lost count so maybe more than 200 studs) including several straight married upperclassmen. As a true bottom, I’d been banged by ever type and shape of cocks from a 5-incher up to a big 11-inch horse cock, long thick girths to slim slick cock shafts. I had learned from my fucking buddies that it was not the size of the cock but rather did the dude know how to use his cock to explore ever inch of my ass and a pro at using his tool to drive me wild massaging my sensitive big prostate, as well as if he was a great kisser and cock sucker.

I contacted Jerry and made my first appointment to meet him for a session in his dorm room.

I arrived around 6:30 PM after dinner. When Jerry opened his dorm door, shit I felt my cock stiffen. Jerry stood 6-feet and 2-inches tall, weighed some 210 rock hard pounds, light brown well-trimmed hair stretching down to the collar of his dress shirt, deep brown sexy eyes, huge biceps and an incredible bulge in his tight fitting black slacks.

“Hi I’m Derek and I’ve been hired by the athletic department to tutor you in your zoology class. I understand that this week you are studying the male sexual reproductive functions and system. May I come in?”

“Hi Derek, I’m Jerry and yea thanks for helping me try to understand the male sexual functions and organs. Lets sat at my desk and you take me through that chapter in the textbook.”

“Well Jerry,  this chapter is discussing hormonal regulations of males including hormones, or androgens, that are secreted primarily by the interstitial cells of the testes. Usually between ages of 13 and 15 a guy’s genitals and penis reach full proportions, semen production becomes full blown and the capacity for strong erections and ejaculations is complete.”

This must have completed turned on Jerry as he took a hand and grabbed my over heating crotch and yea my now full erect cock that I had managed to hide from him until this moment. As he began to rub my stone hard cock through my pants, he said: “Is this what you are talking about Derek and getting a full erection and producing lots of male semen? Man this lesson has me fucking horny. I know about your reputation as the campus slut. You’ve been fucked by several of my football teammates. They tell me you have the most hard round bubble ass, the deepest ass channel for a big cock like mine to drive all the way in and you are an expert of how to use your ass muscles to squeeze a cock to empty a guys nuts of all that warm cum. And look how handsome you are standing 5-feet and 11-inches, weighing about 160 hard body pounds from your daily work outs at the gym, gorgeous dark brown eyes and coal black curly hair down to your shoulder blades. Fuck your cock is so hard and I hear it is about 8-inches long with a beer can sized girth and that you know how to face fuck a guy with that snake. Come on lets suck cock and let me fuck that man pussy with my big hard huge dick.”

“Hey Jerry, I’m a fucking slut that loves cock up my ass but we need to remain professional and stick to our lesson plan. I badly need the pay from being a tutor. I don’t want to loose my job. I admit you are hot as hell and I’m so turned on by your big handsome body, that huge cock and your sexy face.”

“Shit Derek, this will be our secret. Don’t you know that I need your instructions to pass this fucking course and stay eligible for the team. I love playing football. It is my life. We can have our cake and eat it too. Speaking of eating, let me suck that sexy cock of yours before I fuck the hell out of that pussy of yours.”

Before I could answer Jerry, he grabbed the back of my neck, pulled my mouth and lips up tight against his juicy red lips and pushed his hot tongue down my throat. He began to use his tongue to play with my tongue as he French kissed me with his rough tongue penetration deep in my throat as we produced gobs of sloppy spit. He took his other hand and I felt him began to unzip my pants. He found my pulsating cock, pulled it out of my shorts and began to masturbate my leaking cock while giving me the roughest kisses I’d ever experienced. He was like some wild beast devouring his prey.  Hell, I’d just become his bitch and I surrendered to what was happening. I knew than I had to have his big 10-inch cock with a barrel sized girth up my worn ass.

After some ten minutes of the hottest kissing and having my cock jerked off, we got up and Jerry rushed to remove all my clothes followed by his removing of all his clothes while I became dizzy with lust and as horny as I’d ever been. Now just in our birthday suits, he stood before me with his awesome cock standing straight out looking at me with drips of warm pre-cum that had landed on his cock head. His body was laced with ribbed muscles, he had very light fuzzy thin light brown body hair from his chest to his crotch with light brown well-trimmed pubic hair and light brown fuzz on his sexy legs. He was not a bear but just enough light hair to make him a real man.

It became clear to me that he was now in charge and I’d become his obedient bitch. He got down on his knees, put his big hot hands on my butt cheeks, pushed my crotch forward into his face and started placing his sexy lips on the tip of my cock. Holy shit, Jerry began to clamp down hard with his lips tight on my cock head and he started sucking my cock as if he was a baby sucking his mother’s breasts for milk. Soon he had me leaking a growing amount of warm pre-cum that he swallowed as I groaned while I put my hands on the back of his head and drove his mouth further down my red purple blood filled cock. I felt his warm tongue massaging my cock as he took his hands and began to play and squeeze my red-hot balls and then he used a big finger to fuck my ass as he drove first one then two and then three fingers up my ass and spread my pussy wide open.

“OH BABY, suck my cock, finger my ass, yea that is it. Oh don’t stop you horny big stud. Make me come. Milk me dry. Oh I love those fucking fingers spreading my ass. Yea I want your cock inside me. Oh Baby, you smell so great. Give it to me as if I was on the other football team and you had to block and down me. Have no mercy, you hunk of a beast.”

As I got close to coming, Jerry felt my cock began to throb and my ass puckering on his fingers so he stopped and got up. Shit I wanted him to keep sucking my aching cock so I could shoot a big load down his sexy warm throat but he had other plans for us.

“No my little fucking horny slut, not yet. I’ll let you know when it is time for you to shoot that big load. I’m going to fuck you so hard that you will blast a huge load while my cock is still up that hot ass of yours and I’m drilling that pussy of yours. Your experienced ass has sucked the milk cream out of many hard cocks inside your ass. When you began to milk the cum out of my rock hard cock inside that hot pussy of yours then you can shoot a big load too. Got it slut?”

This did it for me. I’d never wanted any man to fuck me more than this hunk of a football player. Whether he was straight, gay or bi-sexual did not matter. He was going to give me a rough fucking that I craved.

He lifted me up in his big hard arms, placed me on his bed on my back, he spread my legs far apart exposing my ass for him, he took a bottle of lube, soaked my pulsating ass, drove the lube inside my ass with his hot finger, lubed his blood filled red purple cock and put the tip of his hot cock at the entrance to my ass. He reached down and began to give me the hottest sloppy kisses, licked my ear lobes, licked my neck and sucked hard on my neck leaving those red sex spots and I felt his cock began to part my ass walls and go inch by inch down my ass chute.

I felt his huge stone hard cock drive all the way down my ass channel until his balls rubbed against my ass. He began thrusting his cock harder and harder into my pussy using his huge hard hips to drive that tool home. He moved his cock all around my ass, the walls of  my ass and yea he spent lots of time driving his really hot hard cock across my prostate. He must have fucked lots of guys’ asses as he was a pro at how to use that penis to satisfy my ass while he took his hard chest and drove it down on top of my chest. He fucked my ass, humped my body with great force, used his tongue to fuck my mouth while pounding my ass with his pet cock. This was the roughest, hottest and sweatiest fuck I’d ever had.

I moaned, grunted and tried to talk with his big tongue deep in my throat. My whole body was reeling with an on coming orgasm that had me fileld with chills, shivers and pure lust. Man, this was the greatest sex.

After some twenty minutes of literally two hot bodies melted together, I felt Jerry’s cock actually swell even more inside my ass, his balls tightened up against my butt, his face drew, his breathing became rapid and he began to bang my ass with that cock in almost painful thrusts. I knew he was about to explode inside me. The feel of his sweaty body, the swexy body odors and his swelled cock inside me caused my cock to swell even more. I felt my warm thick cum gather in my balls and the cum began to rush up my cock shaft. As I blasted a huge load between our tight bodies, I felt Jerry unleash a monstrous load of semen deep inside my pussy. May ass was filled to the brim with his thick warm cum and my white thick cum had covered our entangled bodies.

Finally, Jerry pulled his still erect cock out of my ass and he laid down beside me. He began to lick the cum off our bodies and kissed me with his cum covered lips. Then he got down between my sweaty legs and ate my ass, as he rimmed my ass, he gathered up his leaking cum out of my ass and spit the salty sweet cum in my mouth. We kissed some more to share the cum meal.

We showered and as we got back to the studies in the textbook and his lesson, he said: “I bet you would like to know if I’m gay or not?”

“Yea Jerry, are you gay?”

“Hell yea, I’m gay but have only got to fuck five guys before you. I’ll never be able to break your remarkable record of that many cocks. Lets continue to let me fuck that awesome ass of yours each time you come over for a tutoring lesson. I promise not to tell anyone.”

“Hell yea Jerry, yea lets do that. You are the best fuck I’ve ever had. Man, you know how to use that horse cock in a guy’s ass. I want more of that cock, man it is awesome. But if you tell anyone, I’ll not be able to help you pass this fucking zoology course. I have four other fuckign athletes that I’m going to tutor but I must control my libido with them. You fucking my ass can help me resist their hot cocks lf those four dudes, maybe?”

WHAT WILL BE NEXT IN MY SLUT LIFE ON CAMPUS?
In part 2, I will be tutoring the hot wrestler, BO.

 

Miguel, Silve and I returned to the apartment. The entire Garza family met us at the door. Each hugged me and welcomed me home.

I couldn’t understand a single word Mama Rosa was saying, but I could tell every word was filled with love. I looked over at Silve. She had a “Don’t look at me!” expression. I learned later that nobody understood Rosa when she lapsed into Portuguese. (I lost my parents not long after I started working for Jackie. Rosa learned of this soon after I moved in. She soon decided I was her newest daughter. Mia and Nina became my sisters. We shared many secrets. We went to movies and shopped together. Until recently, only Mama Rosa knew I was transsexual. The girls learned about me and were very accepting.)

. Mama Rosa held me at arm’s length looking me over. “Go clean up. Dinner will be ready in 30 minutes.” She kissed my cheek then swatted my bottom to hurry me.

Supper consisted of chili dogs, salad, and a nice wine. She prepared gingerbread (another favorite!) for dessert. We all sat talking and celebrating my return. I truly felt I was home!

Soon after, Miguel excused himself. His driver was at the door to take him to the airport. Not long after that the Garzas returned to their apartments. Silve and I talked a while, sipping the wine.

 “I’m so sorry, Silve! I’ve been such a fool!”

 “We’ve both been very foolish, but that is in the past, now. Let’s start anew. I’m looking forward to getting to know you better.”

We retired to her bedroom. We held each other and kissed awhile. Silve asked if we could just snuggle, she was very tired, but still wanted me in her bed.

I was okay with that. I wanted to go slowly till we worked out any difficulties.

Later that night, Silve asked, “Are you awake?” When I answered, she whispered, “I love you,” then snuggled close.

“I love you, too,” I whispered to her sleeping face.

Early the next morning, Silve kissed me awake. “Good morning,” she softly purred.

“I’ll show you a good morning,” I replied and started to move down to her pussy.

She stopped me, saying, “Not today. Today is about pleasing you!” 

I lay back as she slowly kissed her way down my body. She lavished my breasts with soft kisses, occasionally sucking and gently biting my nipples. She flicked her tongue across my navel as if she were savoring a pussy. The hollows of my hips received special loving attention.

Soon she ran her tongue up and down the underside of my cock. I was at fullest attention! She lightly licked and kissed the head. She only took a little of my cock past the head and sucked, moving up and down. She would take it all in and lick my balls for 2-3 strokes and go back to the head. She would squeeze the base whenever it seemed I might be coming. She would part her lips to take my cock head into her mouth and back off. Only the head was getting sucked. When the head was fully in her lips, she would flick her tongue across the slit.

I was nearing coming again when she stopped sucking, holding the head in her lips, and flicking her tongue underneath. I soon filled her mouth with my cum. She waited a moment and started sucking the head again. I was sensitive enough that it was almost painful, but, at the same time, it felt sooooo good. 

She stroked my balls with her nails and I soon emptied another load into her mouth! She sucked me with deeper strokes until I was drained. I could tell she was swallowing it all!She moved up and kissed me. I smiled and returned her kiss.

 “I’m glad you liked it. This is the only way I can take Miguel. He’s just too big!”

 “Maybe we can figure a way for us to suck him at the same time.”

 She brightened and said, “I like that idea!”

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 After we showered, we went into breakfast. Rosa had prepared a soufflé for us. Her knowing look told us she knew we were getting along better. Silve and Rosa looked at me pointedly when I didn’t leave for school. I told her I was on semester break this week. Rosa nodded. Nina was on semester break, too. (We had an art history class together.

“Why don’t the four of us go shopping? We can eat a late lunch and get dessert at that café I told you about!” Silve suggested.

Rosa declined, saying she had too much to do, but Silve soon convinced her to go. Silve called a cab and we were laughing as we rode the elevator down. We crowded close as others joined us on the lower floors. Nina was next to me and let her hand linger on my bottom a little too long to be accidental. I decided to ignore it and pretend I didn’t notice. Unfortunately, Silve and Rosa did

They pulled me aside when Nina said she forgot her purse and went back upstairs.  “What was that all about?” Silve asked. “Are you two….?”

“No, she’s never touched me like that before. And, yes, she and Mia know about me.” I told them about the visit earlier in the we

Both women frowned at this, but Rosa said, “Mia told me about this. She said she pestered you until you showed them. She also said Nina has been looking at you strangely for several weeks, when she thought no one else was looking. I thought it was a passing thing so I didn’t mention it. I’m sorry.

“She came on to me once, several months ago, but I gently discouraged her. She’s a daughter I never had,” Silve said.

“Nina and Mia are the only siblings I’ve ever known. I didn’t have any growing up. I ruin it with my sisters!”

“If you do end up in bed with her, don’t do it here. And, please, don’t hurt her,” Rosa implored

We acted like nothing happened when Nina returned. The day was pleasant. Silve helped Rosa buy some new dresses, While Nina and I tried on jeans and tops. Her touch lingered often when she helped smooth out wrinkles. She seemed surprised when I didn’t return the gestures. She soon stopped and the morning improved. We ate lunch at a sidewalk café, enjoying the pleasant weather.

After lunch, Silve and Rosa looked at scarves while Nina and I looked at necklaces. She stood behind me and fastened an elaborate Grecian style necklace.

She kissed my neck and said, “This would like lovely against your bare skin!”

I turned around and held her face while looking into her eyes.

“Please, don’t do this where they can see! You’re my sister! I don’t want them to be hurt.”

Nina pulled away, pouting, but promised to behave. Things became less tense, I thought, but I was wrong! We were enjoying coffee and pastries at another café when Silve slipped off her shoe and played footsy with me, staring pointedly at Nina. I was hers and she was marking her territory! Nina got the hint and backed away slightly. Rosa pretended not to notice. 

The afternoon was winding down and we returned to the apartment. Rosa called Felipe and asked him to set a casserole in the oven and make a salad. We thanked Silve for everything.

She laughed and said, “Miguel has deep pockets. He complains that I don’t spend enough on myself. Wait till he sees this month’s VISA bill!” The mood was more relaxed after that. We were chatting amicably on the way up.

The Garzas joined us for supper. Mia was upset she missed out until Silve brought out a couple of scarves and some new earrings. She squealed with delight. Silve handed Felipe some new cufflinks. His eyes brightened as he thanked her.

Soon supper was over and Rosa shooed us from the dining room so she could clean up. Silve and I were seated on the couch sipping wine when we noticed Nina standing back, looking at us nervously. Silve motioned her closer.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks. “I’m sorry. I was out of line today. I feel so foolish! Can you forgive me?”

Silve said, “It’s already forgotten.”

Nina sat on the floor and put her head in my lap, sobs wracking her body. Rosa looked upset, but I held my hand up, letting her know it was okay.

“Of course, I forgive you! How can I not forgive my sister?” I said.

I stroked her hair s she cried herself out. When she finally looked up, I kissed her forehead. “I love you, Sis,” I said.

Later, that night in bed, Silve said, “I didn’t see it before, but she loves you much more than as a sister.”

“I can see that, too! What do I do? I don’t want to ruin what I have here!” I answered.

“Let’s wait and see what happens and handle it from there. Maybe she will outgrow this. But I can agree with her on one thing! I love you very much!”

“And I you!”

We kissed a moment before Silve pulled me on top.

“Fuck me now. No foreplay. Just so I can relax.”

I pushed in, but it was difficult, since she was a little dry. She pulled my hips in. I thrust several times before her natural juices lubed her. I managed to last a few minute before I came. She had me roll off and kissed me good night.

The next morning, I kissed her cheek before I left for work. Later that day she called to say she needed to fly home but would be back Saturday.

“Plan something special,” She said before she hung up.

 

 

Hitch Hiking in the Rain

I went to college about 100 miles or so from my home. About once a month I’d go home for the weekend, bringing my laundry with me in a battered brown suit case that had once belonged to my father. I’m sure my mother noticed the dried pale yellow stains on my t-shirts and jockeys but she mercifully never said a word.

Because I didn’t own a car, I had to take a couple of busses and then hitchhike the remaining 30 miles. Back in those days, hitchhiking was more common and safer. So one cold, rainy November night, I found myself standing beside the highway at my last bus stop. My breath mixed with the unrelenting drizzle and after half-an-hour I wondered if I’d ever catch a ride. But after another fifteen minutes a big, late-model Chrysler pulled over. I opened the rear door and tossed in my case, then got into the front seat.

“Hellova night for hitchhiking,” said the driver. He was a tall, heavily-built, 40ish, well-dressed man.

“It sure is,” I said. “Thanks for stopping.”

He didn’t bother to introduce himself and neither did I. He asked where I as headed and when I told him, he said that dropping me off at my home would only take him a few miles out of his way. He explained that he was a travelling salesman and made a trip through this part of the state about every two weeks. 

Following an awkward silence, he offered me a hip flask he’d been holding between his thighs.

“Maybe this’ll take the chill off,” he said. “And this might help, too” he said as he turned up the heat and directed most of it to my side of the car.

“Thanks,” I said, and hesitantly took a small swig from the flask. The whisky was like liquid fire and I almost choked but managed to swallow it.

“Don’t be shy,” the man said. “I’ve got a fifth in my suitcase that I can always refill the flask from.” 

So I took another swig and noticed that I was indeed beginning to warm up. I handed the flask back to him and he took a swig himself.

“You need to know something about me right off the bat,” he said. “I’m very direct, some might say blunt… and nosy, too. But you don’t have to answer any of my questions if you don’t want to. I get lonely on the road and this is a rare opportunity to talk. Are you O.K. with that?”

“Yeah, I guess so,” I replied. “So what do you want to know?”

“Well, for starters,” he said, “what’s in the case? Laundry for your mom to wash?”

“Yeah,” I answered.

“And will she find some strange, crusty stains on it?” he asked.

“What the hell kind of question is that?!” I said. 

He reminded me that he was direct, blunt and nosy and that I shouldn’t be shocked.

“Look,” he said, “when I was your age, I jerked off a lot and my mom probably washed a ton of underclothes, sheets and pillowcases just like yours. It’s no big deal, okay? We’re a couple of strangers who will never see each other again, so why not level with me?”

“Okay,” I replied. “You’re right, most of what’s in that case has dried cum on it.”

Next he asked me how often I jerked off, where and when and so on. 

My initial uneasiness had somehow diminished, probably due to the whisky but also due to his remark that we’d never see each other again. So I answered each of his questions less and less reluctantly, even though they grew progressively more personal and probing.

“What’s your cock like?” he asked. By then this kind of question didn’t faze me.

“What do you mean?” I replied. “It’s like everybody else’s, I suppose, except probably smaller.”

He said that he wanted to know if I was cut or uncut, terms I’d never heard before, so he had to explain what the terms meant. I told him that I was cut and he said that he was too. He took another swig from his flask and offered me some. I took another swig too, by now somewhat used to the burn and actually enjoying the mild buzz I was developing.

“If I showed you my cock, would you show me yours?” he asked. “You don’t really know yours is smaller than average unless you’ve got something to compare it against, right? Whaddya say?”

I hesitated. This was getting very strange. But while I hesitated, he took his foot of the gas so he could brace both feet on the floor. Lifting his hips off the seat, he unzipped his fly and pulled out his semi-erect cock.

“There,” he said. “Take a good look. Then when you’re ready, whip yours out.”

I stared at his 8-inch cock for about 10 seconds before summoning the nerve to unzip and expose mine, which looked miniscule in comparison. Then I started looking at his cock again. We drove in silence for half-a-mile while he darted glances at my cock. The driving rain didn’t allow him to take his eyes off the road for too long.

“Would you mind moving over towards me some more?” he asked. “I’d really like to have a good look at that cock of yours.” So I slid toward the middle of the front seat, all the while watching his cock and wondering what the guy was up to. I soon found out.

“Will you look at that rain outside?! Man oh man, it’s coming down in sheets!” he said, gesturing toward the passenger-side window with his thumb. I turned my head to look and that’s when I felt his right hand seize my cock in a tight, almost painful grip.

Before I could say anything, he said, “Okay, kid, just relax. Don’t struggle and don’t try to pull away. I’m not going to hurt you. As a matter of fact, I’m going to make you feel really good. But that’s only if you cooperate. We’re still a long ways from your home, and I could dump you out here in the middle of nowhere if I felt like it. Think how tough it would be to catch another ride out here.”

He was right. I stayed still and thought about what he’d said. Meanwhile, he loosened his grip slightly, and I could feel my cock responding to his touch, growing harder and twitching occasionally.

“See that, kid?” he said. “Your cock can think better than your brain can. So I’m ready for your answer. Will you do as I say or will you take your chances out there?”

“I’ll do what you say,” I replied. I had no idea what this guy had in mind, but the thought of being cold and wet all over again wasn’t an alternative now.

“O.K.” he said. “What I want is to find someplace out of this rain where we can have some undisturbed fun. So do you know someplace around here we could park without being bothered?”

By now we were close enough to my home that I knew my way around. I said that if we drove another two miles and turned right on a dirt road, we’d soon come to an abandoned farm. The barn was still standing, and one of the sliding doors had fallen off years ago. There wasn’t any farm machinery parked inside, so we could drive right in and park undetected for as long as he liked.

“That’s great!” he said, finally letting go of my cock after giving it a last playful squeeze. He told me to start getting ready by undressing and stowing my clothes in the back seat. I did as I was told, actually grateful to get out of my soaked clothes. The warm air blasting from the car’s heater felt good.

Soon enough we arrived at the barn. The salesman drove in and killed the lights. He told me to get out and leave the passenger side door open. While I stood outside the car in the cold, damp air, he went back to the trunk and retrieved a bath towel from his suitcase. Then he sat on the passenger side facing out through the door, with his legs spread apart. He motioned for me to stand between his legs and rest my forearms on the car’s roof.

He spread the towel over his legs and the front of his suit, about halfway up his chest. Then he reached for my now-shriveled cock and began to stroke it. I didn’t resist; it was pointless, and the longer he stroked the less inclined I was to resist.

“In addition to enjoying this, I want you to pay attention to what I’m doing and how I’m doing it,” he said. “Because after you cum, I’d like you to make me cum the same way.”

“But I’ve never done that, or anything like that in my life!” I protested.

“Listen, kid, it’s easy. You’ve already admitted you jerk off, so jerking off another guy shouldn’t be all that different. But for now, relax and enjoy what I’m doing to you.”

And I did. My cock grew progressively harder, and the sweet, tickling sensations stronger. As he stroked, I was aware of the dried dirt of the barn floor beneath my bare feet, the lingering aroma of manure from cows long gone, and the hooting of an owl in the forest behind the barn.

The sensations in my cock brought me out of my trance. “I’m gonna cum,” I hissed and so he began stroking harder and faster, bringing me to a climax that spurted a surprising amount of cum on the towel covering his lap, more than I’d ever produced on my own.

“Atta boy!” the salesman laughed. “That was a spectacular load for a kid your age and size. How did it feel? Did you enjoy that?”

I had to admit I did. I laid my forehead on the cool metal of the car roof, waiting for my breathing and heartbeat to recede to a more normal rate. While I was recovering, he slid back into the car and got out on the driver’s side. I heard the clink of his belt buckle as he undressed. Once he was naked, he came around to the passenger side and told me to sit down where he’d been. When I asked for the towel he said “No, I want to cum on you. You can wipe it off later.”

He stood between my parted thighs and I saw his massive cock clearly for the first time. The excitement of jerking me off had clearly affected him, because the head already glistened with pre-cum. I nervously grasped his cock and started awkwardly stroking it. He told me what felt best and following his suggestions I adjusted my grip or stroke. Soon I could feel the tension and pulsing of his cock as he approached his own climax. I hated him for what he was making me do, but I confess that I felt his power when I touched him. 

“Okay kid,” he grunted. “Get ready, ’cause I’m gonna cum any second now!”

As I stroked him, I don’t know where it came from, but suddenly went to my knees in the dried dirt of the barn floor.  Again I was conscious of the lingering aroma of manure as I opened my mouth and swallowed half his big cock. For a virgin and never having suck a cock before I was working on instincts when I started moving my head up and down. I tightened my lips and slid farther down his shaft with each swallow. I felt his cock crashing into the back of my throat and I was as thrilled by it as the salesman seemed to be.

The barn was filled with slurping sounds as I picked up the pace and my head was bobbing up and down faster and faster.
 
 

“Oh god, here it comes,” he wailed.  “Oh god I’m going to cum,” he moaned and reached with one hand to hold my head in place. And cum he did. He shot load after load of his hot thick cum down my throat. I hadn’t planned on sucking his cock so I’d given no thought about what I was going to do with his cum. But I had no choice. He was holding me so tight in place, it just kinda went down my throat on it’s on.

When he let go of my head I continued to lick and suck his cock. My mouth was so full that it was leaking out of my mouth and down on to my chin and cheek.

I was strangely proud of what I’d just done and envious of how much the man could spurt. 

The salesman rested just as I’d done and I watched his cock grow flaccid, oozing a final bead of cum that sagged and hung from a translucent thread before dropping onto the dirt floor.

After he recovered, the salesman walked back to the open trunk and got some moist wipes for me to clean my face. He told me, “Get dressed,” and he got dressed himself. We both got into the car and sat there for several minutes without speaking.

Finally, the salesman said, “I really didn’t expect that…but I damn sure enjoyed it. I hope you did too.”

“I did,” I replied, “both times.”

He nodded, started the car, and backed out onto the dirt road. We didn’t talk again until we got about a mile from my home. Then he asked, “Would you like to do this again sometime?”

I surprised myself by saying, “Yes I would.”

We made arrangements to meet later back in the town where I went to college. He still didn’t introduce himself. But he gave me his business card with his name and cell phone number on it.

The end…

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I am a live-in mistress to Miguel and Silve. I was 22yrs old at the time of this story. The Garzas, Felipe and Rosa, are long time family servants that manage their apartment where I live. They have their own apartment next door. I spend a lot of time with them when Miguel and Silve are at their home in Florida.

 “Mama” Rosa decided I was her newest daughter, looking after me as she would her own two daughters. She knows I’m a transsexual, but doesn’t seem to mind. Silve says Rosa never treated the previous mistresses as well as she does me. Rosa is very protective of me.

Mia and Nina are Mama Rosa’s daughters. Both girls welcomed me into their family as another sister. Since I was slightly older, I became ‘Big Sister” to them. We shared many pleasant times together. They comforted me when I recently thought I was going to leave. I love them both very much and wouldn’t do anything to spoil our relationship.

Mia is 17. She is short like Rosa, and built much like her. Mia is voluptuous, with full breast and wide hips. She is very precocious and thinks me having a cock is the coolest thing ever! She often pesters me about life as a transsexual. She also flaunts her body around the apartment, much to Rosa’s chagrin!

Nina is 21, tall and slender, like her father. She is built similar to me with small breasts and narrow hips. She is very beautiful. Unfortunately, she seems to have a sexual interest in me which I try to discourage. Silve is a little jealous of the attention Nina pays me. It doesn’t help that Nina and I have the same art history class at the local college.

I figured if I ever had a problem, it would be with Nina. Boy, was I ever wrong!

One afternoon, I was sitting on the couch researching a term paper. Rosa was out grocery shopping and would be gone several hours. Mia came bouncing in wearing a tee shirt that did little to conceal her charms. And she was naked underneath. She often dresses like that when her parents were out.

She sit on my lap straddling me. She took me face in her hands and looked me in the eyes. She often does that when she wants something: usually one of my soft drinks, or some of the candy Miguel brings on his visits. Not this time, however!

“I want you to kiss my bottom! I’ve seen you kissing Silve’s and she always seem to like it! I would ask Nina, but she would only think it was gross!”

I was flabbergasted and tried to tell her it wasn’t a good idea! She was my sister!

“I’m not asking you to fuck me! I want to see why Silve likes it so much! Besides, I know Mama is visiting Aunt Gina this afternoon and won’t be in till late. Please! Please! Please!”

She got up and removed the tee and walked saucily to my room. That full bottom was turning me on. If she wasn’t my sister, I’d fuck that ass till she couldn’t walk! What the hell! 

I followed her into my room. She was laying facedown legs spread wide with a pillow under her hips. I lay down behind her reaching under her thighs around to hold her hips. I spent the next hour kissing that marvelous bottom! I can spend hours lavishing kisses on Silve’s fine ass, but Mia’s fuller bottom was the best I had tasted. I could feel her quiver as I covered her beautiful bottom with kisses. I lightly licked her between kisses. I would even take bites. I could make her a regular part of my diet!

Mia finally stopped me. Either she was getting turned on or was afraid I might be. She sat up and stretched, showing me her firm, full breasts “That was very nice! Maybe we can do that again sometime!” She bounced out of the room, grabbed her tee and returned to her apartment.

I’m glad she didn’t notice my erection. I masturbated and came twice before my erection faded. Man, did I feel guilty and confused!

It was a couple of weeks before she pranced in again. She started towards me, but Rosa came in, unexpectedly, and Mia left before she could be spotted. I was a little disappointed. I was hoping to kiss that ass again!

Silve came in for a few days. When she’s in town, I share her bed. . Occasionally, I fuck her. I spend many hours eating her pussy and ass. Some nights, we just cuddle. 

We were sitting on the couch, enjoying some of Miguel’s jazz CDs and sipping wine. Mia often comes in to tell me goodnight. She came in behind Silve, leaned over and kissed her cheek. She then came around the couch to kiss me goodnight. The sleep tee concealed nothing and barley covered her marvelous ass. She straddled me to give me a hug when the tee rode above her hips!

“You go put some clothes on, right now, young lady!” Silve growled. Mia ran out of the room, shirt still above her hips.

“Please tell me you aren’t fucking her!” she growled, again. (Silve was pissed!) Then she sighed, “Miguel and I have both told you we don’t mind who you fuck when we’re away, but, she’s so young!” I wisely kept my mouth shut and didn’t remind her how young I was.

We went to bed and I massaged her back and shoulders. We kissed and snuggled a while before I ate her to orgasm. She responded to my light licking with purrs of pleasure. I soon had her writhing on the bed. She grabbed my head and pulled me in close. I stuck my tongue inside and drew it out slowly. I kissed her pussy and licked until she came. It was a quiet (for her) orgasm. I lay there and blew my warm breath on her clit.

“If keep doing this to me regularly, I guess you could have Mia, if she’s really willing,” she purred. 

She had an early flight out the next morning and soon fell asleep. I was already missing her!

A week later, Mia, wearing the same top, straddled me again! And again, her top rode up uncovering her hips. She ground against me. I knew she could feel my erection beneath her.

“I could tell you like me like this!” she purred. “I can feel you against me. This is fun!”

She got up and removed her shirt and saucily walked towards my room.

“Come kiss my bottom like a good sister, please. Mama’s getting her hair done and then going shopping. She left pizza money.”

She lay across my bed like the last time. This time I started at her thighs and worked up to kiss her back and neck. I was hoping to scare her a little by being a little more aggressive, but she only sighed! I moved back down to savor her bottom. I was tempted to lick her ass hole, but held back.

I worshipped that marvelous ass for over an hour. And moved back up to kiss her neck before I stopped. I forgot I had an erection. She felt it through my light dress.

She turned over and looked at me and said, “I think we need to do something about that, don’t we.”

I was embarrassed and started pulling away. This had gone way past inappropriate! We were looking at inappropriate in the rear view mirror!

“Let me give you a blowjob,” Mia suggested. It’s only fair I return the favor. I really enjoyed your mouth on me. Besides, I need to learn some time.”

“What about your boyfriend?” I’m sure he would let you practice.” I said, trying to dissuade her.

“He won’t kiss my bottom! He just wants to make out and feel my breasts, but he won’t kiss me where I want him too!”

She was eyeing my throbbing cock. “I know we’re sisters, and I love you and don’t want that to change. But, just maybe we can be sisters with ’benefits’”, she said coyly.

When I didn’t protest again she knelt between my legs and took me into her mouth. She was a little clumsy at first, but she listened to my moans and fine-tuned her technique. She was soon deep throating me with every stroke. (I’m only 5 inches, it wasn’t difficult for her.)

I wasn’t going to last long. I warned her I was about to come, and that she might not like the taste. I emptied into her mouth. She pulled back and made a face.

“This isn’t how I expected it to taste, but I could learn to get used to it. Does Silve swallow?” When I nodded yes, she said, “Then I guess I’ll learn to do it, too?”

“You came quickly, but, you spent a lot of time pleasing me. I can do better!”

She took me into her mouth again. I ran my hands through her hair, enjoying every moment, but also feeling very guilty! However, I didn’t stop her from sucking. She sucked like she was trying to drink a very thick milkshake. After about 15-20 minutes I came again. She kept sucking until I was drained. She sat up and opened her mouth to show she had swallowed it all.

“That was nice. I like sucking you.”

She dressed and sat on the bed’s edge.

“Oh, I have sucked my boyfriends. I just didn’t think you would let me suck you if I told you that. Besides, I like sucking you because you will kiss my bottom.” As she was leaving, she asked, “Can you help me with my math homework later?”

Maybe “sisters with benefits’ might not be so bad!

 

 

DAVIS and JIMBO (EDITED AND REVISED)

Written by:  Bill Hudley

DAVIS

It’s the start of my third year at UT in Knoxville, the Summer Semester starts on Monday. It’s Saturday afternoon, I arrived about an hour ago from my home in Memphis, a five hour drive.  I’m taking only one elective class during this summer session and I’m using the University’s facilities to train for the Diving Team, my regular classes will begin again in the fall.  

I’m in my new dorm room unpacking my things, as I passed by the window I saw a flash of red and turned to look.  I caught a fleeting glimpse of an amazingly athletic guy, clad only in a red headband and a very skimpy pair of‭ red‬ nylon shorts with side vents split to the hip, running by my building.‭  ‬The deeply split side vents gave a tantalizing view of a white jockstrap band cupping a hard, round, dimpled butt cheek on alternate steps.

His tanned body glistened with sweat in the afternoon sun,‭ from my second floor window I couldn’t guess at his height or‭ ‬his weight,‭ ‬whatever it was,‭ it ‬was perfect for him.‭  I’m fascinated by his m‬uscled physique, perfect pectorals,‭ ‬a hard, rippled stomach, a trim,‭ ‬slim waist, sexy, muscled, beautifully shaped legs, all artfully covered with a lush mat of dark brown chest hair with a tantalizing treasure trail plunging into the red shorts.  My last glimpse was of him was his quintessential bubble butt.‭  ‬

‬I wanted to run after him just to watch his body move and to see the flash of his butt cheek,‭ ‬tanned the same color as the rest of him.   ‬I gasped, sucking in air, as I watched each long, loping stride he took in those outrageous shorts.‭  ‬I tried to open the window but he was out of sight before I could force it to open.‭   I thought to myself,‭ this is great!  I’m here less than an hour and already I’ve a mysterious running man to fantasize about tonight.  I caught myself gripping my stiffening cock with my free hand in my jeans,

I removed my hand and mentally added another image to my crowded memory closet of gorgeous men I’ll never be with sexually.  ‬It occurred to me that he might run by here every day or so and I might somehow get the chance to meet this man with the body that is so perfect in my eyes.  I knew for sure I’d be looking out for him.  With a sigh I returned to my unpacking,‭ my thoughts ran wild for a few moments, ‬imagining being with him‭ ‬and thinking of what I would do with his magnificent body.  

I was dancing in place to the music playing on my iPod, and ‬I didn’t hear the door open.   When I turned to set an empty box aside I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw a half naked man standing just inside my room.‭  ‬A smile grew across his handsome face.‭  ‬The man in the red shorts was in my room‭!  ‬I was too stunned to speak at first,‭ ‬he was pointing to his ears and I had no idea what he was doing until I noticed‭  ‬his lips were moving and I couldn’t hear a word.‭  ‬Like a drunk,‭ ‬it took a second or two for my brain to process  that if I took out the ear buds I could hear him speak.‭  ‬Jerking the wire hanging from my ear buds I started blabbering.‭

“I’m sorry,‭ ‬I didn’t know anyone was around,‭ ‬can I help you‭?

As I looked him up and down he looked even better than he did out the window.‭  ‬I hoped he was in this dorm and that I could get a glimpse of him showering.  H

‭“ Hi, I’m  Jimbo Jenkins, I’m guessing that you are my new room mate.”

‭He stepped forward and held out his hand and when mine touched his there was a shock of static electricity causing both of us to jump back.  

‭”Wow, what a way to meet, sparks flying already!  This may be interesting.” he said laughing.  

My Room mate!  I felt weak,‭ ‬I know my knees were shaking,‭ ‬was this fantastic luck or what‭!  ‬I stammered.

‭“‬Uh, er, H!  I’m Davis, uh, Davis Dawson,‭ ‬and I guess that I am your new roommate.‭  ‬Pleased to meet you Jim‭ ‬or Jimbo.‭”

“I see that you’re almost done unpacking, unless there’s more boxes to come.  Do you need any help Davis?”

Jimbo made his way to the bathroom and came back rubbing his body with a towel.‭  ‬As he came toward me I saw the movement at his crotch as his package shifted as he walked.‭  ‬Uh oh, forget that I thought,‭ ‬there’s no way I can think about that if he’s my roommate.‭  ‬As I watched him rub the towel over his body, I saw his muscles flex, then relax, and knew for sure that I was in deep trouble here.‭  ‬How could I live with this handsome man, whose furry body makes me bone up just looking at him.‭  ‬I decided that the only way I could make this work would be to tell him upfront that I’m gay.  That way any unpleasantness that could come later might be avoided and‭ ‬I could be myself and not worry about him discovering my secret.‭  

“Thanks for the offer, but I’m through after this box.‭  ‬A quick nap and a shower and I’ll be off to find dinner.‭”

“Great,‭ ‬do you mind if I tag along with you Davis? ‭ ‬I really don’t like eating alone.‭”

“I’d like that.‭  ‬I’m glad to hear you don’t like to eat alone,‭ ‬I’m the same way.‭  ‬Growing up,‭ ‬the dinner table was where we all communicated best with each other,‭ ‬I miss it sometimes here as school.‭”

‭This is good I thought, I can tell him I’m gay while we’re out to eat.

“I’m gonna go grab a quick shower, I know I must be a little too ripe after that run,‭ ‬don’t want to stink up the room on your first day.  Will you shower now or later‭?” He asked.

“Later for me,‭ ‬I just want to lie down for a while,‭ ‬the five hour drive,‭ ‬the unloading and the unpacking have me a bit worn out for right now.  I’ll call the folks and tell them I’m here safe and sound; then grab a quick nap to recharge the batteries. ‭”

I knew I wasn’t ready for a communal shower with Jimbo tonight.‭   ‬His body is too perfect,‭ ‬plus his brilliant green‭ eyes seemed to bore right through me.  ‭ ‬He is a a bit shorter than my‭ ‬5′ 11″,‭ ‬maybe‭ ‬5‭’‬8‭” ‬or‭ ‬5’9″‭ and he’s just as cute as he is handsome.   ‬I’ll tell him tonight over dinner that I am gay.  I must.

Jimbo headed out to the showers down the hall and I laid back on my bed.‭  ‬Good Grief is he ever a handsome man.‭  ‬If anyone had asked me to describe the‭ ‘‬perfect guy‭’ ‬yesterday I would have rattled off a description very closely resembling Jimbo.  ‬I closed my eyes and thought of him taking his shower, visualizing every detail of his body as I drifted off to dreamland.

JIMBO

I finished up my‭ ‬5‭ ‬mile run and headed back to my room.‭  ‬When I opened the door there stood a guy with his back to me,‭ ‬earbuds in place, singing and dancing to his tunes as he unpacked.‭  ‬I smiled to myself thinking with relief, that‭ he’s a fun type of guy,‭ ‬my roommate last year was so stuffy and serious,‭ ‬I don’t remember him laughing all year.‭  ‬I could only see this guy’s backside but he was a bit taller than me,‭ ‬wide shoulders and a vee shaped torso down into his‭ ‬501‭‘‬s,‭ a ‬slim waist and a‭ ‬small rounded butt atop long legs.‭ ‬From the rear his body looked as if he took good care of himself which pleased me, I need a good running partner, to push me to do more.

I knew without‭ speaking to him that already we have more in common than I did with Fred from last year.‭  ‬I stood there watching him dance about when suddenly he turned,‭ ‬saw me and was so startled  to find a stranger there in the room that he jumped and had that look of a deer in the headlights.  When he turned around,‭ ‬I was surprised, I wasn’t expecting him to be such a good looking dude.‭  ‬He’s a blue eyed blond stud who will draw the ladies‭ ‬to him like bees to honey.‭  ‬Thank goodness he’s not a giant six footer or more, there’s just a few inches difference in our heights.‭  ‬I am always the little guy, the short one, ‬but Davis and I will look normal together walking around campus.‭  ‬I pointed to my ears to remind him of the the ear buds to the iPod so he could hear me but he was too startled to catch on at first.‭  ‬Finally he yanked the earbuds out and stammered that he didn’t know I was there.

He told me his name and that he was almost through packing.‭  We did a bit of chit chat as I toweled myself off from the run, then I went off down the hall to the showers.‭  ‬I took my time enjoying the feel of the water running over my skin,‭ ‬soothing the well used muscles after a long run.‭  ‬When I returned to our room,‭ ‬Davis was out cold,‭ ‬sound asleep.  From the looks of his tented‭ ‬501‭‘‬s he was having a great dream, ‬I started for the bathroom to hang up my towel but did a double take as I walked past his bed, I saw the tent in his jeans jump and stand taller.‭  ‬Damn,‭ ‬this guys sure enough packing a serious piece in those‭ ‬501‭‘‬s,‭ ‬I thought.‭ ‬The ladies had better watch out‭!

Davis had mentioned a‭ ‬5‭ ‬hour drive so I just let him nap,‭ ‬we still had a couple of hours before dinner time anyway.‭  ‬I stretched out on my bunk in a tee-shirt and boxers and I was soon in la la land myself.‭  ‬Sometime later I woke and heard Davis mumbling in his sleep,‭ ‬I couldn’t understand much until I heard him say…

‭“‬Oh god, suck it,‭ ‬suck me,‭ ‬take it all.‭”

I really didn’t want to hear anymore of his private dreams so I started making noises puttering about to wake him.‭  ‬I even resorted to dropping a heavy book on the floor and the loud noise it made did the job as Davis jerked upright on his bed.

‭“Oops, sorry I woke you,‭ ‬I dropped my book, is everything okay Davis‭?”

“Huh‭?‬…oh yeah…fine‭.‬..just drowsy still.”

I saw him look down at his crotch,‭ ‬blush bright pink and cross his legs to try to hide the woodie he had from his nap.

I sat down on my bunk and asked him if he’d like to head out to dinner soon,‭ ‬he nodded yes and got up,‭ ‬gathered his shower kit and a towel and headed out saying he’d grab a quick shower first.

‭“‬I’ll be back in‭ ‬5-6‭ ‬minutes Jim,‭ ‬okay.‭”

“You bet,‭ ‬I’ll get some jeans on.‭”

‭Davis came back from the shower and put on 501’s, a UT orange Swim Team polo and a well worn pair of Weejuns.  

‭“‬So Davis where would you like to eat‭?”

“How about the S‭ & ‬S Cafeteria out on Kingston Pike,‭ ‬I need a real meal tonight.‭”

“That’s great man,‭ ‬it’s just about my favorite place to eat.‭”

I learned that Davis was from Memphis,‭ ‬has a brother‭ ‬4‭ ‬years younger and a sister two years older;  ‬I laughed with him,‭ ‬we’re both the middle child of our families.‭  ‬He’ a Diver on the Swim Team here, which explains that toned body.‭  ‬I’m on the Tennis Team.‭  ‬

His Dad is a Pharmacist and his Mom a‭ ‬High School teacher.‭  ‬My Dad is a Dentist and my Mom‭ ‬an executive with the Red Cross.‭  ‬His brother is married and his sister is engaged. ‭ ‬My brother and sister are both still single.‭  ‬He’s working on his Master’s Degree, studying to be an Architect.‭  ‬I’m in my third year studying Veterinary Medicine and Animal Husbandry.‭ ‬

Davis doesn’t have a girlfriend at the moment, he is more concerned with his classes, grades and diving for Swim Team than with the ladies right now.‭  ‬No girlfriend for‭ me either and for much the same, reasons.  Good grades and the Tennis Team are my top priority this year.

DAVIS

Woohoo! ‭ ‬I’ve hit the roommate lottery Jackpot.‭  ‬Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would have a roommate who looked like Jimbo.‭  When I came back from my shower he was just buttoning his jeans,  his is the body that Jeans were made for, he fills them out to perfection.  Packed in front and back.  A few dark curls of brown hair showing at the neck of his tee-shirt.  

Good Jeans and a tee-shirt on a well built man can render me senseless at times.   This is one of those times, Jimbo’s body is simply awesome!  I felt my cock boning up just looking at his perfect little butt in those jeans.  His bright, UT Orange, tee shirt complemented his olive complexion and chestnut hair.  On our way to his car I almost made a joking comment that we were dressed alike in Denim and UT orange shirts but I let it pass.  

In addition to him being the man and body of my dreams, we really seem to have really hit it off well,‭ already I knew that I really liked him, and I’m sure he’ll be good a friend.‭  ‬We had a great dinner with good food and good conversation.‭ ‬This made it harder for me to tell him but I decided to charge right in.‭  

“Jim there something I have to tell you before we get to be good friends.‭  ‬I hope this doesn’t upset you or cause you to want to change rooms but I need to let you know that I’m gay, have been as long as I can remember.‭”

“Really‭?  Gee!  That’s a real surprise, but honestly,‭ ‬it doesn’t matter to me.‭  ‬ I have a gay Uncle and the verdict isn’t in yet on Jason, my brother.‭   ‬I’ve lived with gay people around me and in my family all my life.‭”  ‬He laughed.  ‬This explains what I heard when I got back from my shower, do you know you talk in your sleep Davis.‭”

“Oh god,‭ ‬what did you hear‭?”

“Judging by the big tent in your jeans and you mumbling a lot that I couldn’t understand, but I won’t embarrass you further by repeating the only words I understood.‭  ‬I’ll just say that you were having a good dream,‭ ‬and you were getting what every man, straight or gay wants,‭ ‬okay.‭”

I must have been crimson all over I was so embarrassed.‭  ‬I remember that dream very well,‭ ‬it was about him.‭  ‬Well about‭ ‬us, me and him, ‬having sex,‭ ‬oops, I have to change the subject quick, I don’t need another boner if front of him.

‭“‬Jez, I’m sorry, this is so embarrassing.  I hope I didn’t call out any names‭ or offend you in some way, and thank you for not being homophobic.‭  ‬I always dread telling anyone about being gay but with us living together I had to tell you,‭ ‬it’s only fair.‭”

“Well unless you burst into a flamer around good looking guys,‭ or have hair and makeup parties in our room, no one here is going to guess that you’re gay just by looking at you.‭  ‬You’re a freaking‭’ ‬stud,‭ ‬Davis.‭”

I know my mouth was hanging open, this guy that could make men and women stop in their track as he walks past them just said I was a stud‭!  ‬Wow! I had a warm warm feeling all over.‭  ‬Stop it I thought to myself. he only made a comment, don’t make it into something it’s not.‭  ‬Just chill, and remember that he’s straight.  Always remember that.

Over dinner I got a lesson in horses and horsemanship, just listening to him talk about his Granddad’s stables and show horses.‭  ‬The Farm & Stables are near Cleveland,‭ ‬Tennessee, just over 80 miles from Campus.  Jimbo promised to take me there one weekend when we were both free.‭  Jimbo rides his Granddad’s’ horses at shows all over the south, starting in late spring and going throughout the summer.  ‬In fact he has two more horse shows before fall and asked if I would like to come along.‭  ‬I knew a little of what he was telling me about the show horses, my Mom loved to see them perform.  I’ve been to several shows with her and Dad.‭  ‬I could just imagine the dashing figure Jimbo made riding some magnificent stallion.‭  

Jimbo told me that his paternal Grandfather trains American Saddle Bred Show Horses,  and has been the source of his love for all animals, horses in particular.‭  ‬He’s spent his summers at his Gramps stables since he was six.‭  ‬The summer he turned‭ ‬10‭ ‬he went to work mucking out stables,‭ ‬carrying feed and hay to the stalls and keeping water in each stall bucket.‭  ‬He always had a pony to ride but his favorite thing was to go with his Gramps to watch the horses do their daily workout in the exercise ring.‭  

‬He soaked up everything he heard his Gramps say about how to judge a horse by looking at conformation and their natural gait.  By watching and studying he learned how his Gramps trained‭ ‬them to be the best show horse they could be.‭  Jimbo explained that for him, the excitement came that moment when his horse entered the show ring going at its best Park Trot, it ‬always gets his adrenaline flowing.‭  The horses enter through a  fenced off area that allowed the horse to reach its best speed for the show trot.  They burst into the brightly lit show ring to large crowds cheering and applauding as each entered.  Horse and rider were both pumped up in an adrenalin rush.

‭Jimbo‬ explained the gaits and how they were done.‭  ‬Saddle Bred show horses were trained to do up to five different types of gaits.‭  ‬That is the way that they put their feet to the ground as they make a circuit around the show ring.‭  ‬Ideally‭  ‬the horse would lift it legs and feet well over two feet off the ground making a stylish, prancing gait.‭  ‬There were five gaited,‭ ‬three gaited,‭ ‬Fine Harness to buggy and Roadster to Bike classes.‭  ‬All with amateur,‭ Juvenile,‬Ladies and Open classes.‭  ‬The five gaited horses did a prancing type of Walk,‭ ‬the Park Trot,‭ ‬Canter (a slow, controlled gallop),‭ a ‬Slow Gait and the Rack.‭  ‬With the Trot,‭ ‬Walk and Canter the front left foot and right rear foot would strike the ground together,‭ ‬with the Slow Gait and Rack only one foot struck the ground at a time.‭  The only difference in the Slow Gait and the Rack is the speed at which it is performed with the Rack being fastest.  ‬

The Fine Harness horses do a prancing walk and a high stepping Park trot, pulling a single seat four wheeled buggy.‭   ‬Beauty and Elegance is what this class is all about.  With their black patent leather harness, colored ribbons braided into flowing manes, white leather boots fitted around their front hooves. Their slow elegant trot is beautiful to behold‭  ‬The Road Horses do a walk,‭ ‬regular trot and‭ ‬a full out,‭ ‬fast as they can go trot.

The summer when Jimbo was twelve his Gramps put him up on a three gaited show pony to learn to ride,‭ ‬he surprised and pleased his Grand Dad with his ability to control the pony and his already polished riding skills.‭  ‬He was posting in the stirrups like he’d been born to it without any instruction.‭  

His Granddad was impressed.‭  ‬There’s a lot to do when you are up on a show horse, to workout and practice to prepare for the show ring.‭  ‬By the middle of summer his Granddad told him he was ready to ride the pony in a real horse show and that it would be the following weekend.‭  Jimbo was hooked from the moment he entered the ring for the first time on that three gaited pony.  Jimbo didn’t know it but his entire family was there for his first time in the show ring.  He nearly fell off the pony when his number was called for first place  With the ribbon between his teeth he did a turn around the ring to applause from the crowd and he saw his Mom, Dad, Sister and brother standing there cheering for him as he neared the exit.

Since that time,‭ ‬he’s ridden in shows every year from May to September.‭  ‬He graduated from ponies to horses and he won from the start.  He has the gift of getting the horse to perform it’s best for him.‭  ‬He consistently won riding for his Granddad’s stable and on his Granddad’s horses.‭  ‬Occasionally he would get up on a client’s horse when the owner was unable to ride for the show.‭  ‬More often than not Jimbo would place the client’s horse higher than the client had ever managed.‭  ‬I looked forward to seeing him ride.‭  

In many ways horses were more important to Jimbo than people.‭  ‬He could trust a horse to do expected things.‭  ‬In his experience the same could not be said for people.‭  ‬He too had been betrayed, had his heart broken because he trusted and believed‭ ‬in the wrong persons.

JIMBO

I was truly surprised when Davis told me he was gay.‭  ‬It doesn’t make any difference to me, other than knowing that he is an honest and courageous person to volunteer that on the first day we meet.  I genuinely like him and think that we will become great friends.‭  ‬I’m afraid I did most of the talking though.‭  ‬Davis made the mistake of asking about the horses after I had mentioned them earlier and I talked non-stop for almost an hour.‭  ‬He and his parents had actually been to a few horse shows, he said his Mom loves going to the shows.‭  

Davis and I settled into a good routine each exercising for our sports and for studying.‭  ‬We were almost perfect roommates;  both of us being committed to our studies as well as training for our sports.‭  ‬We were together more often than not.‭  ‬Eating all our meals together,‭ ‬studying together.‭  ‬I saw all of his‭ ‬home swim meets‭ ‬and he saw my home Tennis matches.‭  ‬Our away matches/meets were just about the only times we were apart and even then there were text messages‭ ‬both ways every hour or so.

I don’t know when it began but I found myself watching him when he wasn’t looking.‭  ‬Sometime in our few weeks together I realized that I kinda had a big old man crush on Davis.‭  ‬Opposites attract,‭ ‬he’s fair skinned,‭ ‬blond,‭ ‬the deepest blue eyes I’ve ever seen and quite a hunk looks wise.  Tall, fair skinned, blond and blue eyed, everything that I am not.  ‬My complexion is dark,‭ ‬I always look tanned, ‬dark brown hair,‭ ‬green eyes, the polar opposite of Davis.‭  ‬I thought it is ironic that me,‭ ‬the straight one,‭ ‬has a man crush on the gay one.‭  ‬Oh well,‭ ‬ this too shall pass, or so I thought.

We’re going to Asheville,‭ ‬NC Friday for a horse show.‭  ‬Davis is stoked, about getting to see me ride and being around the horses.‭  ‬It is only‭ ‬85‭ ‬miles away and we left at noon and were there before three and we had stopped for lunch on our way.‭  ‬When we drove onto the show grounds I asked Davis to help me look for a white horse transport with‭ “‬Green Valley Farms‭” ‬on the side.‭  ‬It wasn’t hard to find and we drove right to the barn where Gramps was stabled.‭  ‬He came walking toward the Jimbo’s SUV, ‬I met him and he pulled me into a bear hug lifting me off the ground.‭  ‬

I introduced him to Davis and as they shook hands Davis told Granddad that he would gladly help out if there was anything he could do.‭  ‬He knew we would all be busy and just wanted to help if he could.‭  ‬Gramps beamed,‭ ‬looked at me and said.

‭“‬Where did you find this guy Jimbo, you’ve never brought anyone around that volunteered to help out‭”

Turning to Davis he smiled.  ‭“‬Thanks son,‭ ‬we can always use extra hands.‭  ‬See those switches in the tack room…er…those fake horse tails…we call them switches…you can brush them out and then add the brilliantine oil to make them shine.‭”  

“Jimbo,‭ ‬you go find Ernie and get up on Magic and work him for five minutes or so,‭ ‬just to calm his nerves and let him know you’re here.‭  ‬He always shows his best with you in the saddle.  Ernie will tell you which is next after Magic.‭

‬You’ve got six classes tonight Son,‭ ‬Bud Mason won’t be here so you’ll be up on his three gaited horse tonight.‭  ‬This might be the best chance for that horse to win with Bud not here.‭  ‬You can make that horse show better than anyone.‭  ‬Bud knows it too but he just can’t give up riding.‭”

I took Davis to the tack room and showed him how to do the switches like Gramps wanted it done and told him I’d check back when I could.‭  ‬Gramps has‭ ‬10‭ ‬horses to show tonight, I’ll ride six of them  and the others have their owners here to ride.‭  ‬At  ‬6pm‭ ‬I met Davis and we went to eat dinner, like always, ‬Gramps had brought baskets full of fried chicken and potato salad to feed everyone.‭  ‬There were‭ ‬10‭ ‬grooms, 4‭ ‬riders,‭ 3 ‬hot walkers and others I know I’m forgetting.‭  ‬This is a big show to take on the road, but Gramps has done it most of his life.‭  

After dinner, when Davis had finished with the switches, ‬Gramps put him to work polishing hooves as the horses were groomed for the show ring.‭  ‬The first class starts at‭ ‬7:30‭ ‬pm‭ ‬and I’ll ride in the first,‭ ‬third,‭ ‬sixth,‭ eighth, ‬ninth and tenth classes.‭  ‬I didn’t learn until later that Davis missed seeing the first two classes I rode in because he was polishing hooves.‭  ‬We managed a second and a first place in those two.‭  

I asked Gramps to relieve Davis so he could have some fun and he told me that he had already sent Davis to shower and freshen up.‭  ‬My next ride was the sixth class and I would be up on Gramps promising three year old Three Gaited mare,‭ ‬Gustaves‭’ ‬Madame Bovary.‭  

I had not seen Davis since dinner when ‬I caught sight of him as I was mounting up on Emma‭ (‬We called the mare Emma, which was Madame Bovary’s given name‭)‬.‭  Davis ‬had never seen me this dressed up,‭ ‬my navy riding habit fit me perfectly.‭  ‬I wore a white shirt with a red, blue and yellow striped tie, a Navy Derby hat, black riding gloves and boots with a red carnation in my lapel.‭  ‬I saw the astonished look on his face as Emma was led out to the practice ring beside the barn.‭  ‬I put her through her gaits briefly,‭ ‬and then we were called to the show ring.

‭“‬Calling Three Gaited Mares to the show ring please,‭ ‬Three gaited Mares.‭” ‬said the announcer.

Emma’s groom held the bit as he ran beside her as we trotted up to speed entering the ring.  He let go and yelled “Show Emma” as we entered the ring to applause.  ‬It is impressive and I’ve done it  and seen it done hundreds of times,‭ ‬but entering the show ring on a good horse still sends a shiver up my spine.‭  ‬This is a large class tonight, with nine mares and not a bad one in the bunch.‭  ‬I can’t remember Emma ever showing better, she was in her groove this night.  When the announcer called our number for first place I heard a loud‭ “‬GO JIMBO‭!” ‬from near the gate over the crowd’s applause.‭  ‬That has to be Davis!‭  

‬For the ninth class I’m driving Gramps Fine Harness Stallion‭ ‬Jimbeaux’s High Jinxs‭.  ‬A few years back Gramps had named a stallion ‘Jimbeaux’ after me.  The horse turned out to be a great stallion for breeding and his mares have produced fine show prospects.  Jinxs took first place,‭ ‬as Gramps expected, and I hurried back to mount up on Magic for the last class.

Jimbeaux’s Making’ ‬Magic is Gramps’ Champion Five Gaited Stallion and his biggest dream.  The World Championship Horse Show in Louisville later this month.‭  ‬I love this horse.‭  ‬He knows he’s the Star of the Show.‭  ‬He know his stuff and how to show it off, he’s always different on show night,  more on edge, more up on his toes.  It’s like he knows he gets to show off tonight, ‭‬he loves being in the show ring and hearing the crowd.‭  ‬

The crowd knows him too!  As he entered the show ring there was a loud roar, then cheers and applause as he trotted into the show ring looking absolutely regal.  Somehow, the horse seems to know that the cheers and applause was all for him.  Magic responded by giving his best performance ever this night.  I felt the change immediately, everything he did was ‭more precise, his legs were lifted higher, his head ears and neck were perfectly still, frozen in the perfect position, his tail (with the extended switch Davis had combed and oiled) flowing behind him.  I just held the reins, he knew what to do and did it better than he ever had.  ‬There were twelve horses in this class and the competition was stiff, with all but four horses in the ring having won a Championship at various large horse shows across the south, over the past few years.‭  

After the mandatory five gaits done once in each direction we lined up for judging.  Grooms and ‬handlers came in to take the saddles off so that the the judges could rate each horse’s conformation.‭  ‬With saddles back on, the judges called for a four horse workout.  Usually, one of the horses in a ‘work out’ would be the winner.  ‬Our number was the last called for the work out (to an outburst of cheers and applause.)‭  ‬The horses not in the workout gathered in the infield.  With only four horses, I had plenty of room to get the judges undivided attention as we made our passes by them.‭  ‬After the workout there was a brief delay as the judges decided on the  placings for‭ ‬First through Six.‭  

The crowd erupted when Magic’s number was called for first place,‭ ‬We rode to center ring to pick up the first place ribbon and had our picture taken with the Ribbon and Trophy.  ‬Magic posed for his pictures like a model,‭ ‬he is a real camera hog, ‭‬he loves it.‭  ‬ We made one trip around the ring at the Slow Gait, after the last turn, on the way to the exit I gave Magic the signal to Rack, (the fasted gait, with only one hoof to the ground at a time) and the crowd came to their feet with cheers and applause.‭  ‬Magic and I could have stayed there in that ring all night, this crowd absolutely loved him.

I caught Davis’ ‬eye as I was dismounting,‭ ‬he had a strange look on his face.‭  ‬I looked at him and raised one eyebrow and he gave me a thumbs up.‭  ‬But that look was still there.‭  ‬Gramps was all over me patting my back and critiquing my ride.‭  ‬His eyes were sparkling.‭  ‬I smiled at him and asked.

‭“‬Did you see it,‭ ‬Gramps?  When we entered the ring and the crowd cheered, did you see the change,‭ ‬I felt it,‭ ‬it was like he went into another gear,‭ ‬I’ve never felt him do that before.‭”

“Yes I saw it Jimbo,‭ ‬his hock action increased the most but he was surely turned on by that crowd tonight.‭  He was the best he’s ever been tonight.  ‬You’re going to Louisville,‭ ‬Right‭?  ‬Magic knows you,‭ ‬he works his butt off for you.‭  ‬How would you like to have your number called as the Grand Champion in the Five Gaited World Championship at the end of the month.‭  ‬We earned our right to enter two months ago but now we’re on our way,‭ ‬fingers crossed!”

“I’d like that almost as much as you’re going to like hearing your name called as Owner/Trainer of the World Champion! ‭ ‬Gramps you know I‘ll be there.‭“

He put his arm around my shoulders and said.

‭“‬Bring your friend Davis along Son,‭ ‬he may be our good luck charm.‭”

As Gramps walked away I heard feet shuffle and I turned to see Davis.‭  ‬He still had that look I couldn’t figure out.

‭“Well Davis,‭ ‬what did you think‭?”

“Jimbo…I had no idea…you were magnificent…and who ever named that horse sure was right.‭  ‬You two were Making ‬Magic in that show ring.‭  ‬I’m a bit awe struck.‭  ‬I wish you could see how you look sitting up on that horse when the two of you are in your groove,‭  your smile is a mile wide and you are sure enough a handsome fucker sitting on that horse.‭  ‬You stirred up this gay guy’s hormones out there tonight.‭  ‬Who knew watching a man ride a horse could be so sexy‭?”

I laughed, ‭“Whoa there big fella…at least wait till we get back to our room before you ravage my body”

I punched his upper arm like guys do but I did it lightly.‭  ‬He blushed crimson again.‭  ‬Sexual thoughts about Davis and I had been occurring frequently the past few months,‭ ‬the thoughts  weren’t just curiosity now, like it was a year or so ago before I knew him.‭  ‬It was Davis,‭ ‬that’s why.‭  ‬I’ve come to know and respect‭ ‬him and I’ve become attracted to him these past months.‭  ‬

I still feel weird thinking about him sexually sometimes, but when I looked back over at him just now, I see the hunger in his eyes and I felt my cock stiffen in my pants.‭  ‬That’s never happened thinking about a guy.‭  ‬My turn to blush now.‭  ‬He saw it and gave a sly smile,‭ ‬he knew I saw his hunger, he wanted me to see it.‭  ‬Trying to buy some time and get out of this awkward situation, ‬I told Davis that I needed to change out of these clothes.‭  He smiled a snarky little smile at me and said.

‭“‬Why don’t you bring them with you Jim, you never know when the opportunity to ride might come up.‭”

I laughed out loud again.‭  ‬Davis had started a month or so ago making a double entendre from the most innocent things, always suggesting something sexual between us but never quite saying it.‭  ‬He did it jokingly but as it continued I began to wonder, then later I knew that it wasn’t a joke to me.‭  Every time our eyes meet lately I see that look,‭ the hunger, it haunts and arouses me at the same time.‭  ‬At first I thought it was just innocent playfulness, but now I’m beginning to return these sexual jabs at him and it seems to me that we’re not joking anymore.‭  ‬Not wanting him to have the last laugh I fired back at him.

‭“‬Nah, I won’t need it, nothing is gonna be getting out of the barn anymore tonight‭!”

Davis grinned and raised an eyebrow.

‭“‬Really?  You’re all done then,‭ ‬huh.‭”

“I guess so.  I doubt that there will be anymore‭ ‘‬Making ‬Magic‭’ ‬tonight.‭  ‬You about ready to head out Davis,‭ it’s almost one AM‭”

“Okay,‭ ‬but I sure am keyed up.‭  ‬Don’t you have to come down from an adrenaline rush after a show like that‭?”  ‬You seem to calm.‭”  

“Yeah,‭ ‬usually a hot shower does the trick and I need one now,‭ ‬I can smell my own stink‭ even ‬standing here in a barn full of horse shit.‭  ‬Don’t you smell it.‭?”

He stared straight into my eyes as he said…

‭”Which,‭ ‬you or the horse shit‭?”

”Me,‭ ‬smart ass!‭”

“Yeah,‭ ‬I can smell you,‭ ‬it’s a real turn on too‭!’

“Pervert!  You’re getting off on my stink?   What are you gonna come up with next‭!”

“That’s up to you Jimbo,‭ ‬that’s‭ ‬all up to you.‭”

That rattled me a bit and I got nervous and edgy.‭  ‬Thinking back over the time this playful banter between us has been going on, he has made it clear that he would not initiate any sexual move toward me.‭  ‬I respected his consideration for me.‭  ‬He knew I would not welcome an unwanted or ill timed advance, so he would wait for me to make the move.‭  ‬This way there would be no excuses.‭  ‬I knew I had to want to become sexually involved with Davis before it would happen.

I had a idea that we would wind up in bed together, sooner rather than later, and now it doesn’t bother me,‭ ‬in a perverted way I look forward to it.‭  ‬It seems natural that our friendship would be headed that way.‭  ‬We’ve both had this attraction from that first day we met, plus my long held curiosity about gay sex‭ seems to be drawing me to him.  It’s a bit strange,‭ ‬but it is also very erotic for me.‭ ‬I have jacked off many times thinking of his body in that scrap of spandex he calls a Speedo that he wears to dive.  ‬His face,‭ ‬his mind,‭ ‬his head in my crotch;‭ ‬Uh oh, here I go getting hard again.  It looks like I’ve a decision to make and soon.‭  ‬I know that the only decision is when.‭  ‬I know it,‭ ‬he knows it,‭ ‬it’s  going to happen,‭ ‬the date is the only question.

DAVIS

I was stoked that Jimbo asked me to go to the Asheville Horse show with him.‭  ‬I was eager to see it but more eager to spend that time with him,‭ ‬we left on Friday afternoon.‭  ‬Our teasing, sexually charged banter with each other, back and forth over the past few weeks started out as fun,‭ ‬but now there’s a tension in the comments,‭ ‬an anticipation of something more.‭ ‬SEX‭!  ‬It hangs in the air between us like a flashing neon motel sign and we’re just waiting for the‭ ‘‬vacancy‭’ ‬sign to light up.

His Granddad took me up on my offer to help and I did a few chores for him to help get the horses ready for the ring.‭  ‬His Gramps has a horse in every class tonight and tomorrow night, ‬Jimbo rode in six of them.‭  ‬I did enjoy myself and the afternoon hours passed quickly.‭  ‬At six pm Jim came to where I was blacking the hooves of‭ ‘‬Emma‭’ ‬the three gaited mare.‭  

“Dude..look at you,‭  ‬you’ll be up after my rides soon at the rate you’re catching on.‭  ‬Come on it’s time for a light dinner‭‬,‭ ‬you hungry yet.‭”

“Yeah,‭ ‬but I gotta finish up with Emma here before I can go.‭”

I wasn’t mentally prepared for the sight of Jimbo mounted on those beautiful animals.‭  ‬He cuts an imposing figure putting the horses through their paces and keeping them focused.‭  ‬But it was that last class that did me in.‭  ‬The stallion’s name is Jimbeaux’s Making’ ‬Magic and that is exactly what horse and rider did in that show ring.‭  ‬As the class started I was watching from the rail at about the middle of the ring.‭  

When Jimbo and Magic entered at a full on trot with tail flying behind him I heard audible gasps from the crowd around the railings,‭ ‬then cheers and then applause.‭  ‬Magic twitched his ears back and forth then set them straight ahead and started stepping even higher than before,‭ ‬really putting on his show.‭  ‬Jim looked serious,‭ ‬I later learned that he was very busy up there keeping Magic focused,‭ ‬watching out for other horse traffic and getting and keeping the Judges attention as Magic made his passes by them.

I have no idea why it happened but looking at Jim ride that horse gave me the boner from hell, my balls ached watching him ride.‭  ‬For this class he had swapped the bowler hat for a Navy Fedora set at an angle on his head.‭  ‬All dressed‭ ‬out in that tailor-made riding habit and with that big beautiful stallion between his legs,‭ ‬he was just too sexy,‭ ‬my boner stayed for the duration,‭ ‬my Jimbo crush reached new heights tonight.

Even I could tell that Magic was the better horse by just watching his performance.‭  ‬Magic is in another league than this competition.‭  ‬I started back to the stables before they announced the winner,‭ but when I heard his number called for first place I quickly moved back to the rail.  After the pictures were made and Jim took Magic on a lap around the ring in that slow gait, I held my breath.  When he signaled Magic into the faster Rack gait, I thought my cock would burst.  Jimbo riding Magic was as sexy as any porn I’ve ever watched.  ‬Back at the barn, I wanted to slip into an empty stall and jackoff but I stood and watched Jimbo and his Granddad while the groom was taking off the saddle and bridle so the stable lad could hot walk him to cool down.‭

When Jimbo asked me how I liked the show I was awestruck.‭  ‬I even told him how how sexy he was handling that big stallion.‭  ‬He said he needed to change and I made one of my jokes that really wasn’t a joke telling that he might need his riding clothes later on.‭  ‬Over the past few weeks we had developed this sexual repartee that was half teasing and half serious and always sexually charged.‭  

Back at our motel room Jimbo wanted a hot shower,‭ ‬He turned the water on and came back and started undressing for the shower.‭  ‬He left his underwear on and seeing his chiseled,‭ ‬hairy body, clad in only a pair of‭ ‘‬tightie whities‭’ ‬as he put away his clothes, was a true test of my will.‭  ‬I may have mentioned before that his body is perfect‭; ‬but I was not prepared for the sight of his round little butt in those white briefs,‭ ‬against his hairy dark complexion.‭  ‬I couldn’t help myself,‭ ‬I groaned out loud when he bent over to pick up his shoes.

‭“‬What was that Davis‭?”

“You’re killing me here Jimbo,‭ ‬you know what your body does to me and those packed‭ ‘‬tightie whities‭’ ‬you’re wearing just about give me a heart attack.‭  ‬You have no idea how seeing you like this‭ ‬affects me.‭  ‬I’m so hard it aches.‭  ‬One of these days I’m gonna snap and jump your bones.‭”

I think I startled him,‭ ‬he truly has no idea how sexy he looks to others, he’s‭ too modest for his own good.‭  ‬I think he felt bad after he realized how he inadvertently stirred up my desires for him.‭  With a serious look on his face as he went to the shower.‭  ‬I changed and put on a tee shirt and baggy gym shorts.‭  ‬I was lying on my bed watching TV when he came out of the shower with a white towel around his waist.‭  ‬He looked over to me and said.

“Your turn,‭ ‬you need one too,‭ ‬I’m through smelling horses for the night‭”

When I returned from my shower Jimbo was asleep on his bed with the towel still around his waist.  I stood and looked at him, admiring his wonderful chest and hairy legs.  I’m always shaved smooth during the Swim Meet/Diving season.  I pulled the bedspread up and over him and went to my bed.

I came wide awake at 3am:  Jimbo was in my bed with me, and he was spooned against my back with his arm across my chest, his face and lips at my neck;  I’m stone hard.  Dear god his body feels so wonderful against me.  I wiggled just a bit hoping to feel his hard cock against me, I pushed back just a tiny bit and and I felt a large hard object.  If that is his cock, it is big!  I lay there both in fear that he would wake and trying to find a way to wake him and will him to make the first move.

I know my heart rate increased, I could hear it in my ears as I tried to lay still.  Oh god!  His hand just moved down to the top of my boxers.  He pulled on my stomach and his cock pressed harder against my butt.  I felt and heard his breathing change, becoming faster.  I gave just the tiniest push back against him and he pulled me closer again and his lips kissed my neck as his hand pressed down on my stomach as his fingers slipped under the elastic band on my shorts coming to a stop in my pubes.

I couldn’t help it, I gasped when he moved his fingers through my pubic hair, I felt his lips kiss my neck again and heard him whisper.

’Relax.’

“You gotta be kidding me!  Relax?  Now?”

Oh Jeez, it’s finally happening.  After what seemed like an eternity later I felt his hand grasp my hard cock and I moaned aloud.  

“Davis do you want me to stop” he whispered.

I quickly turned and pulled him into a kiss, my tongue insistent to get inside his mouth.  He opened his lips and I drove my tongue into every nook and corner of his mouth and he moaned aloud this time.  Our bodies pressed together, cocks rubbing and grinding against each other.  His arm went around me and pulled me tighter to him, his tongue now battling to get into my mouth.  I surrendered, I let him do this his way.   I knew that anything he did, I would welcome.

I’ve dreamed this happening hundreds of times and wished for it hundreds more.  He rolled his body and lay on top of me; his thick mat of chest hair felt so good against me.  Suddenly he pulled back and raised himself on his arms.  

“I just need to know that this is okay with you before we go further Davis.  We both know this has been building, you with your little remarks and double entendres always suggesting but never acting.  I’ll stop right now if you want, we’ll always be friends, regardless of what happens here.”

“Oh Jimbo please!  Don’t ever stop this.  Please.”

With a huge smile he said.  “I’ll take that as a yes”

He lowered his head for another soul searing kiss.  When we broke for air he raised up again and tugged my shorts down,I raised a bit to let them come free of my butt, then he stood and dropped his briefs and returned to the bed. He took my cock in his right hand and ran his left over my abdomen and chest.  

“I’ve never touched another man’s cock before, but I love the way yours feels in my hand.”

I reached for him and my fingers wouldn’t meet around his fat cock!  It was about 7 inches or so long I thought, and it might be that much or even more than that much in circumference.  WOW!   And most likely OW, when that thing gets in me.  We jacked each other slowly and I coaxed him to lie down and let me do some things that I thought he might like.

I recognized that he wasn’t sure what he was expected to do so I thought I could lead him by example and I dived for one of his nipples buried in that mat of hair, when my tongue found it he squirmed and raised his chest up for more, one hand behind my head pulling me hard against his chest as I laved and nipped at his nipple.  I nibbled lightly then alternated to tonguing, then back to nibble a bit more on his hard nips.  This got him very vocal and I could tell that he had never a clue his nips were so sensitive and were wired directly to his throbbing cock.

While my nibbling carried on, my free hand found that huge cock and started palming the corona, spreading the pre-cum around for lubrication and making him moan and thrash about on the bed.  To give him a rest from the nipple action I started my ‘trip around the world of Jimbo’.  My tongue led my hands down his furry body, stopping to inhale at his pubes gathering in all of his musky scent my lungs could hold.  His scent is a powerful stimulus to me, the most intoxicating man scent I’ve ever encountered (not that I’ve encountered very many at all, it’s just him that turns my crank).  I had to partially lay across his leg to keep him still, as I nibbled at his inner thighs.  When I raised up to suck a testicle in my mouth his moan was more nearly a scream.  When I’d I managed to get both of his testicles into my mouth, I closed my lips tightly and reared back, stretching his scrotum taught bringing him that delicious ache of pleasure/pain inside them.

“Oh my god,  Ungh!   Jeeezzzuuusss!  That hurt’s so good!  Aww Fuck!  DAVIS!  AAGGRRHH!”

I let him catch his breath while I moved on down his leg, nibbling and kissing the tender insides of his thighs, then opening wide to suck on his kneecap.  He gave out a gasp of surprise followed by a shuddering tremor throughout his body.  I made a mental note to remember his knees as a ‘hot spot’.  Continuing down the leg and onto his foot, he began to writhe again, I soon learned that all five of his toes in my mouth was just too much sensation for him.  He begged me to stop so he wouldn’t ejaculate too soon.  

Reluctantly, I moved on, kissing and licking on the other foot and lower leg, I did suck on his other knee for a bit before nibbling the inner thigh.  I nuzzled my nose into the crevice where leg and groin meet, licking and smelling his intoxicating aroma at his crotch again.  I took his engorged penis into my hand and pulled it down to my lips and licked the clear pearl drops at his slit.  He moaned again as I looked into his eyes and opened wide to take his cock about halfway into my throat.

Jimbo was all over the bed, bucking and thrashing but he always returned to our stare, eye to eye.  I felt his strong hands gently pushing on my head as I tried to get more of him into me.  

I knew I had to changed positions into the 69 position to have any chance of getting more of him down my throat.  I managed to turn and lay so that he couldn’t easily get to my cock except with his hand.  I don’t know if he would go that far but I knew if he did, it would stop being about his first time and I would cum in his mouth in seconds.  I wasn’t ready for that.  His big cock is my number one priority.  I had to take it all to the root, it took me three tries but when his corona popped into my throat he was mine!  I could barely breathe but he was all in me!

On the first head bob he screamed my name, on the fourth he filled me with his semen, I pulled back to savor his taste then plunged him back deep and worked that fat cock with my aching throat muscles.  He kept cumming and I kept swallowing, I wasn’t letting any of this seep out of my mouth.  My god!  What a cock this man has!  Um mm.   I finally pulled back and just lay there suckling at his cock in my mouth, getting all his nectar until he was soft again.

I turned to lay beside him and his arms grabbed me to him as he held me tightly.

“II never knew!  Nothing has ever felt like that, ever!  Davis, that was the best ever, but I don’t know how I can ever make you feel that good.”

“Once you try I think you might be surprised at what you will end up doing to me Jimbo.  There’s no pressure for you to do anything.  Please know that.  We can go to sleep now, satisfied and contented, both of us.  You do not have to do anything you do not want to do.”

“You won’t get off that easy, let me catch my breath and we’ll just see what old Jimbo is capable of, that okay with you?

“Anything you do will be a bonus to this fantastic night.”  I replied.

We drifted off to sleep and were so exhausted we slept until the alarm went off at nine a.m.

We were up and out hunting down a place for breakfast by 9:30 am.  We found a Denny’s and pulled in.  We both ordered and I felt Jimbo’s feet against mine under the table, I looked up at him and he smiled and his face flushed a bit.

“Last night changed things Davis, I want to sit over there beside you and feel our bodies touching, being close to you is suddenly very important like a compulsion.  I’m so sorry we fell asleep, I want to make you feel what I did if I can.  I have this glad and happy feeling in me today, like I can do anything.  It’s you, I know, you’ve bewitched me, you have me under your spell.”

He grinned with the last bit about being under a spell.  I just laughed it off.

“Ha!  payback at last.  I’ve been under the Jimbo spell since the day we met.  I hope you’re getting a taste of what I’ve felt for you.”

He went into a full blush then.

“I just never knew.  I’ve only had intercourse three times with girls.  Now I see it was just a sort of masturbation compared to what happened to me last night.  I hope I can satisfy you like that Davis.”

Trust me, you will Jim, you will.  The fact that you came to my bed shows me that we’ll be alright, we’ll make this work.  I’ve chased you until finally, you caught me.”

We sat there, silent, just looking into the others eyes for some time,  the server bringing our food broke our contact.

“Damn Davis, you sure say a lot with your eyes.  We need to finish here and get back to our room.  I need to hold you,  hurry and eat.”

We were out the door in ten minutes and I had to talk him into slowing the car down, for fear of a speeding ticket.  It was a mad dash from the restaurant back to our motel room.  I was in his arms before the door was locked.  Once our lips joined, his hands went to my jeans and began fumbling with the buttons, the polo shirt came over my head and the jeans to my ankles as he lay me on the bed.  In seconds he was free of his clothing and gently lay on top of my body.  

“This may be the best feeling ever!   Touching our naked bodies together and making love is the only thing that matters now Davis.”

He kissed me deeply then started moving down my body, working both nipples to get me started and my cock turned to stone.  He loved the ripples on my stomach and spent a good deal of time kissing and tonguing each one.  He had his hand on my cock, slowly jacking as he worked on my abs.   Seeing a clear pearl at my slit he bent to lick it up then ran his tongue around the corona, he put his lips to the head and kissed, then he pulled back a bit and studied and inspected my cock closely.

He licked the shaft, fondled my testicles, then took me into his mouth about half way, he remembered to look up and seeing me watch him brought a deep moan from him.  Me too!  Seeing the man I’m so crazy for with his mouth full of my cock is the ultimate turn on.  

I could tell that Jimbo liked sucking my cock.  Soon his eyes were back on the object of his desire as his mouth made sweet, sweet love to my cock.  I knew he was just learning but damn he was good at this.  He knew just what to do to make me groan and toss about on the bed.  

In a few moments I felt his face grinding against my groin.  He had me completely down his throat.  I lost it as he began constricting his throat muscles, a few head bobs and I was shouting

“I’m coming, I’m coming…awgh…ohmigod!  JIMBO!  OH!

He choked as the first volley hit the back of his throat with a force he had not expected.  To his credit he swallowed and kept up with the flow.  He liked my cum as well as he liked playing with my cock it seems.  After he  nursed every drop from me, I pulled him up and kissed him long and deeply.

“See, I told you would be surprised at what you can do.”

“You do realize that everything between us has changed now.  We’re no longer just roomies.   We’re going to be doing a lot of what we did last night and this right now.  You’ve got a lot to teach me and I plan for us to practice hard and long at it.”  

“Yes, I know we’ve changed and I think it is wonderful.  We are wonderful together, we found that out last night.  Just wait till you get to do what I’m going to show you tonight.  It’s even better than what we did last night.  I can hardly wait to watch your face as you fuck my butt.”

After servicing  my morning after needs, we headed back to the horse show grounds for more workouts, cleaning and polishing equipment and preparing to do it all again tonight.  Like people, horses can have a bad day and those that won on Friday are not guaranteed to win on Saturday.

As Jimbo drove I had my arm on the console between us,  he reached over and clasped our hands together,  I looked over to him and he smiled and gave my hand a little squeeze, nothing was said.  He just needed to be touching me.  I know I had a mile wide grin on my face.  I couldn’t remember being this happy.

JIMBO

At the stables Gramps came out of the tack room just as we walked into the barn, he started to say something but just stopped and looked at us.

“There’s something different about you two today, can put my finger on it…as yet, but there’s definitely a change in the two of you.  Come on, work is waiting.”

I showed Davis how to clean, oil, and wipe down the patent leather harness for High Jinxs, when I went off to find Ernie and start the work outs for the five horses I was showing tonight.   I was just getting up on Emma for her workout when Gramps came up where Ernie and I were.

“Hold up a minute son…I just got a phone call, Whitney Whitson took ill this morning and you’ll need to ride her 3 gaited gelding in class 4 so you guys will need to work him out too.  He’s a nice horse, I’m anxious to see what you can get him to do Jimbo.  Say!  If you win in all six classes I’ll double your pay”

“Aww gee Gramps, that’s just swell…do you really mean it?”

He laughed at the sarcasm in my voice.  He never has and probably never will pay me for riding his horses.  He sends money to my Mom for my gas and lodging money, for her to pay on the credit card I use while I’m at school and trips and lodgings for the shows.  He wants me to stay in an Amateur Status for reasons like what has just happened.  If I were a paid professional I couldn’t sub for Whitney tonight in an amateur class.  Anyway, his plan is for me to take over here one day and I’m sure that this is what I want to do.

After working out three of the six horses I’ll ride tonight, I went back to the tack room to check on Davis and the harness Gramps wanted cleaned.  At least that’s what I told myself but when I entered the tack room  I closed the door and pulled him into a deep kiss, startling him just a bit.   When we broke from our embrace I left to go find Ernie and continue the work outs.  About an hour and a half later Gramps came to the practice ring where Ernie and I were.

“Jimbo, is Davis on drugs?  He’s already cleaned two sets of harness, four saddles & bridles and is upset because it’s too early for him to paint hooves yet.  That boy sure is a working fool, he’d be a big asset to any man’s barn.  Well, back to work for you two, tonight is a big night, A win for Magic or Jinx and we’re off to Louisville, it sure would be nice to take both of them.”  

He nodded and winked at me when he said that.  I wasn’t sure how to interpret the wink.  Was he talking about the chances of taking both horses to Louisville or was it about Davis and I?   Already he’s commented that we were different today.  I laughed to myself and thought, either way he’s right, I do plan for Davis to be ‘working in my barn’ so to speak, for a very long time.

As Granddad walked away Ernie laughed.

“Don’t you pay no mind to that old man Jimbo.  He been planning on takin’ them two to the big show since last fall.  You just ride these hosses like we knows you can and we all be going to Kentucky.  He be right though, yo friend sho nuff is a hard worker round heah.  You could do lots worse than that boy Davis.”

WHAT!  Now Ernie is giving me the same talk as Gramps did.  I gave Whit’s horse the signals to move out and we did a good twenty minutes in the workout ring.  Gramps was right about this little guy, he’s really a nice horse, just barely over 15 hands at the withers (a hand measurement is 4 inches and the withers are where the shoulders and neck of the horse meet.)  After I finished the workouts I went back in search of Davis, as I neared the tack room I heard Gramps talking to him.

“Thank you Davis, you’ve done a big share of the work here these two days and nights.  Have you given any thought to what you will do when you’re out of school?”

“Well sir I’m studying to be an Architect.  Being here has given me some ideas about drawing up a State of the Art Stable complex.  I’d really appreciate any pointers you could give me.  I pretty much know the basics or at least how to find out what the basics are but what I need is to talk with a man like you, who makes his living in one of these structures.  You’re bound to have a long wish list for things in your barns that would make life easier for you,your crew and the horses.”

“Hmm, a Horse Barn Architect!  That could be fun to draw up a dream barn, trainers  

 are constantly repairing and and patching up their barns and out buildings. There are lots of Horse folks working hard to keep up their properties.  I’ll think on it;  and while we’re in Kentucky next month, you ought to visit some farms there.  I’ve got some friends and acquaintances there and I’ll fix it so that you can see their barns and ask them about their wish lists.  I like you Davis, you’re a great young man. I’m glad that Grandson of mine had enough sense to recognize that you’re good people.”

Davis came and watched the last two workouts with High Jinx and Making Magic, we headed over to Gramp’s dinner spread after finishing.   He had a local caterer bring in  the food for this second night, the cook at the stables at home packed last night’s fried chicken and potato salad meal.  Back at the stables we had pulled pork barbecue, baked beans, potato salad and gallons of sweet tea.  After our meal, Davis was polishing hooves and I was dressed in my riding habit getting ready for the 4th class with Whitson Bay, Whitney’s three gaited horse, a good looking bay with a black mane and tail, smallish ears and a finely chiseled head.  Her horse was bred well and showed real promise in the show ring.  Before I mounted up, I asked Gramps to let Davis off to see all the show tonight, and he reluctantly agreed.

The call for Three Gaited Amateur’s came a few minutes after eight just as Ernie and I were ending up a brief warm-up in the workout ring.  Whit’s horse was really keyed up, he knew it wasn’t Whitney in the saddle and I had schooled him hard in the afternoon.  He was all business when he entered the ring.  Some time on the second lap of the show ring, I felt the tension leave the horse and he settled in to doing the show of his life.  He was fantastic.  As I rode out of the ring with the Blue Ribbon I saw Gramps on the phone, he gave me a thumbs up as Ernie reached  to grab the bridle and  lead him to the barn.

Next it was Emma’s turn, she stepped up her game this night too winning the Three gaited mares class, Bud Mason’s three gaited horse won the Amateur Class also.  Gramps was relaxed not showing any outward signs of doubt about any of his horses. 

High Jinx was harnessed and waiting when I got back to the barn and we managed a few circuits around the practice ring before the class was called.  We ended the night with five first place and one second, a big black stallion beat out High Jinx but Gramps  wasn’t discouraged, he knew one of the judges and the reason he had low-balled Jinx.  The Judge tried for a year to buy Jinx and Gramps refused to sell to him.

“That judge hasn’t got the stuff to be in the ring at Kentucky.  After her performance  tonight,  Emma earned her trip to Louisville too, looks like we’ll be going with all three of them, Emma, Jinx and Magic.  Hot damn Son!  We’re finally on the way to the World Championships!”

I hugged him to me. “Congratulations, I know how much this means to you.”

“To us. Son, to us.  This is as much your doing as mine.  It’s you that gets these horses to trust you and makes them work so well for you.  Gramps saw Davis standing near and opened one arm and pulled him into our hug.

“Listen you guys, we’re gonna take home some big money in Kentucky.  Emma and Jinx both can very possibly with their classes.  I’ll be happy with the Reserve from Magic.  It’s very hard to unseat a returning Champion, especially in the 5-gaited class, but that Mare that won last year won’t be there and Magic will give that Kalarama horse a good run for the money. We’ve only got three weeks to prep for Kentucky.  You come on the weekends if you can Jimbo, you need all the saddle time you can get too.  You come with him Davis, I want you in Kentucky with us.”

“Yes Sir, I wouldn’t want to miss it.  My folks will likely be there too when I tell them about the Championship Show.”  

It was already after 1:00 AM when we started to go back to our motel, Jimbo was quiet on the way, I thought he was thinking about the Kentucky show.  Then he turned and asked.

“So am I going to meet your folks in Kentucky?”

“Well yeah, but you’ll meet them first in Knoxville this week.  They’re driving to Charlotte to visit my Uncle, Dad’s brother, and they’re stopping to take us to dinner and then spend the night with one of Mom’s friends from her college days.”

“Us?”

“Yes us!  They know about you, they know about the horses and that you’re my friend as well as my roommate.  They don’t know that we’re, you know, involved like we are after this weekend, uh, or maybe we were;  but we just hadn’t made it physical yet.  Any way they know I’m gay so they might suspect it but even if they do it won’t matter a bit to them, if I’m happy that’s all they care about.  They know if I’m happy, I’ll do well with my studies as well as personally.  And Dude, I’m the happiest guy on the planet now.  Anyway, Friday night we go to dinner with them and Mom’s college friend and her family.  But that’s a week away.  I’ve got plans for you and I back at the motel.  I hope you’re gonna like what we’re gonna do, I know I will.”

Once we’re back in the room, Jimbo pulled me into his arms, kissing and  holding me tightly, needless to say, I’m up on about cloud 29 by now.  In mid kiss I started unbuckling his belt, wanting him naked, pronto.  I’ve been dreaming about getting his fat cock in me since last night.  It’s been ages since anyone has topped me.

We broke the kissing for a few moments and tugged each others clothes off.  Naked at last we moved to the bed, Jimbo smiled and said.

“Tell me what to do Davis, this is all new to me.  I want to learn, I want to be able to give you what you want from me.  I want to do it so well that you’ll never ever think about doing this with someone else.  I want you to be mine Davis.  I’m selfish, I don’t share well at all.”

“Anytime you want to get me in the mood for some loving, you just slip into those red shorts and I’ll be ready for anything you want to do to me.  I’m crazy for you Jimbo, have been since I first laid eyes on you running by our dorm window that weekend before classes started.”

I could feel Jim’s pulsing cock as it oozed pre-cum onto my thigh and legs.  We kissed and made out like kids for almost an hour.  Finally

Let me suck on that cock a bit and then you can put that long fat thing inside  me, slowly babe….Ungh!  OH…that’s it your in…just wait till I get used to all that.  You need to enter slowly so I don’t tear, that cock of yours needs this,  it was made for this,  you’re gonna like this babe.  I know.”

‭I reached for his thighs and pulled on the backs of them getting him to begin his entry.  I tried my best not to but I winced in pain as he got about a third of his cock in me.   These next couple of inches were the widest part of his cock and once he passed that part his thrust had him in all the way in a hurry.  I groaned aloud, I felt a fullness like I had never know.  

‭Jim moaned in ecstasy as he began to rock back and forth inside me.  After I heard Davis groan when I  bent over to pick up my shoes I knew it was time.‭  ‬I was ready.‭  ‬Tonight was the night that Davis and I begin our sexual relationship.‭  ‬When Davis was finished showering he came out wrapped in a towel.  I walked right up to him making him stop.‭  ‬I was studying his face for any sign that would clue me into his thoughts,‭ ‬anything at all that would stop me from doing what I was about to do.‭  

I raised both hands and held his face in my hands,‭ ‬I stepped closer,‭ ‬tilted my head forward and kissed his lips.‭  ‬Before I could gather my wits his tongue was tapping at my lip for entry.‭  ‬My entire body trembled the instant our tongues touched.‭  ‬I heard myself moan deeply as our first kiss short circuited my brain.‭  ‬Our tongues battled with a hunger that surprised each of us.‭  ‬How,‭ ‬why…‭ ‬had this taken so long.‭  

‬We fell onto the bed,‭ ‬lips still locked and both towels now were loosely between us.‭   ‬Nothing or no one had‭  ever given me feelings such as I felt with my hairy chest rubbing on his ripped and toned body.‭  ‬The silky light blond hair on his body was almost invisible but I could feel it against me.   I thought I might cum without another touch from him.‭  ‬I fought to keep my orgasm at bay.

We broke from the kiss with loud gasps trying to get air back in our lungs so we could kiss again.  I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly to me.‭  ‬I raised my head and looked into his eyes,‭ ‬seeking,‭ ‬searching trying to grasp why that kiss affected me so.‭  ‬Davis spoke first.

‭“‬You never dreamed that kissing a guy would feel like that did you‭?‬.‭  ‬That’s pretty damn hot,‭ ‬huh‭!”

“Yes you are,‭ ‬so much hotter that I could ever have imagined.‭  ‬I’ve never done that before,‭ ‬kiss a guy I mean.‭  ‬I’ll bet we’ll have a long list of things I had never done before when this night is over.  This has been building up for a long time now,‭ ‬I knew this was coming I just didn’t know it would be tonight.”

More kissing…ohmigod did this ever feel good.   Jimbo continued talking to me

“I heard you talk about your sexual desires.‭  ‬I don’t know how much of that was just talk.‭   ‬But Before we take this any further now is the time to speak up if you don’t want to put intimate sexual relations into our friendship.‭  ‬For my part,‭ ‬I’m certain that if we do this it will not be a one time thing.‭  ‬I urge you to speak your mind Davis,‭ ‬because your friendship is more important to me than a one night sexual affair.‭  ‬If you’re thinking of a one and done,‭ ‬I don’t want us to do that.‭  ‬I don’t mean to put undue pressure on us.‭  ‬It may not work out, but if we do this,‭ ‬I’m all in.‭  ‬I want us to add this dimension to Davis and Jim.‭  ‬This will change who we are together Davis,‭ ‬are you ready for that‭?”

“YES,‭ ‬I want us to be more,‭ ‬I’m ready to be more than your friend.‭  ‬It will work out,‭ ‬I can see it in your eyes.‭  ‬No ‘one night stands’ for me,‭ ‬one and forever,‭ is my goal ‬Jimbo.‭  ‬We’ll be fine.‭  ‬There’s only one thing that I ask and need you to do for me.‭”

“Davis you know I will do anything within my power to please you,‭ ‬what is it I need to do‭?”

“Jim you have to promise me that at least once a month you will come back from your daily run wearing those red shorts you had on the day we met and have your way with me.‭  ‬Promise‭!”

I gave him my serious look again as I started getting up from the bed and grabbing at my towel‭  ‬with one hand.‭  ‬I took a few steps back still looking very serious and straight into his eyes and I let the towel drop…

‭“‬You mean these old rags‭?”

I stood there wearing the red shorts I was wearing the day we met.  the difference was that tonight they were taut and tented where my stone hard cock strained at the thin material.  My cock visibly throbbed in anticipation.‭  

“I hoped these might get you into an amorous mood so I slipped them on while you were in the shower.‭”

Before I could move Davis was on his knees with his arms wrapped around my hips,‭ ‬his cheek pressed against my groin,‭  He rubbed his face across my rock hard cock‬.‭  Davis said that he had wanted to do this that first instant he saw me‭ ‬running by the window in our dorm room the day we met.‭  ‬I felt his tongue and lips  at the waistband as he slowly pulled my  shorts down with the waistband in his teeth.  With the shorts at my knees, he nuzzled his nose against my scrotum, licking and inhaling deep lungs full at my crotch.  Finally, with his mouth and tongue very busy at my crotch, he pulled the red shorts off my knees and to the floor.‭  ‬He gasped aloud as my cock slapped against his chin.‭ ‬Wrapping one hand around my cock his fingers didn’t meet.‭  ‬He looked up at me,‭ ‬puzzled and then back to my cock.

‭“‬It…it’s…huge!‭  You should be called Jumbo not Jimbo.‭ ‬You little guys sure do pack some big surprises.‭  ‬Whew,‭ ‬I’m gonna need a lot of practice with this.‭”  ‬Davis whispered.‭  

With that said he opened wide and sank at least four of my nine plus inches into his mouth and throat.‭  ‬I almost fell over,‭ ‬letting out a howl and my body trembling as his tongue played with the sensitive nerves just under my glans, then‭ ‬swirled around the helmet and plunged deep into his throat.  I placed my hands on his head and thrust deep into his mouth,‭ ‬the second thrust sent me over the edge and I filled him to overflowing with semen that wouldn’t stop gushing from my cock.

There were no spurts,‭ ‬my semen flowed out in one continuous stream,‭ ‬he couldn’t swallow fast enough to keep up.‭  ‬I edged toward the bed and fell backwards as I tried to keep my cock lodged in his throat.‭  ‬It wasn’t long until I was begging him to stop,‭ ‬my cock was too sensitive for him to continue milking with his tongue‭.  ‬We lay there,‭ ‬his cheek on my hip,‭ ‬my testicles cradled in his hand until I was breathing evenly again.

I looked up at Davis as he barked out…

‭“‬Roll over,‭ ‬I’m not waiting another another minute to get my hands on that perfect little round butt of yours.‭”

Another sharp intake of breath came from him as my fur covered butt filled his view.‭  ‬He placed a hand on each cheek,‭ ‬spread them apart and put his mouth and tongue onto my wrinkled hole.‭  ‬A loud yell came from me as I thrashed about on the bed,‭  ‬Two more jabs with his tongue and I was pressing my butt hard against his mouth and tongue,‭ ‬writhing‭ ‬,‭ ‬grinding,‭ ‬moaning and tossing about.‭  ‬His tongue at my anus brought undreamed  of sensations to me, at this moment, with Davis’ face buried up my butt, my ass was ruling my whole world.  Davis kept up his assault, I grew limp with all my brain circuits cross-wired and all sensations were centered on my butt and what Davis was doing to me.

He pulled on my hips until I was on my knees,‭ ‬spreading my legs apart, he took both of my testicles into his mouth.‭  ‬This had me moaning more and when he closed his lips tightly and reared back pulling my sac taut,‭ ‬stretching the inner cords there I‭  ‬screamed his name.  I lost myself in the ecstasy of the ‘pleasure-pain’ that had hijacked my brain and my body.  The only thing I could do was lay there and let him eat his way into me. I feared I was about to cum, intuitively, Davis eased off and lay across the backs of my thighs, stroking and kissing my butt.  With one hand he began inserting fingers into my ass.  Still at maximum overload, I lay back on the bed and called to Davis.

‭“‬Come to me Davis,‭ ‬I need you up here‭”  ‬I said quietly

He moved into my arms as I held him tightly to my chest.‭  

I’m sorry, but that is just too intense.  I was about to cum too quickly,‭ ‬it’s…I’ve never felt anything so intensely before.‭  ‬Girls never made me feel like that.‭  ‬I thought I knew all there was t know about sex…now I’m learning I was still in the kiddie pool.‭  ‬You’ll have to teach me,‭ ‬I don’t have a clue as to what to do to make you feel what I just felt.‭”

He told me to relax and just do what feels good.‭  ‭”‬Somehow the right thing to do just comes to you when you want to give your partner pleasure.‭ ‬Remember that you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.‭  ‬Just speak up,‭ ‬I won’t be upset or offended.‭  ‬I’m going to be doing things to you that I know you will not want to do to me.‭  ‬That last little bit I did eating at your cute little butt is probably one of them.‭  It’s all just foreplay leading up top the main event.  That first time you ask me to fuck you harder, deeper.  That time will come, maybe even now as we start up again.

Just remember it’s okay.‭ ‬I don’t expect you to do anything.‭  ‬After all you’re still mostly straight, or you were earlier last night.‭  ‬There are other things we will be doing that I don’t expect you to even try.‭  ‬It’s no big deal Jimbo.‭  ‬Just stay in your comfort zone and let me give you sexual‭ ‬pleasure like you never dreamed could be possible.‭ ‬You’ve already made me a very happy man,‭ ‬I have you inside me now where you belong.‭”

DAVIS

The Horse Show was a wonderful treat,‭ ‬the sight of Jim dressed in his riding gear gave me a hard on that wouldn’t go away.‭  ‬I was busy doing things for his Gramps earlier and missed the first two classes Jim rode in,‭  ‬but I was stunned as I saw him mount up for the third class.‭  ‬His riding clothes looked like a business suit modified with tapered pants legs and the jacket had long flared tails,‭ ‬add a crisp white shirt‭ & a brightly colored ‬tie, topped of with an English derby hat with yellow feather.  Hot damn, he was such a sexy, good looking man.  Instant boner time!‭  Jimbo is riding Emma, the mare that I had polished hooves on earlier.‭  ‬They were quite a sight as the groom held the bridle and ran alongside leading her to the show ring.‭  ‬

These horses are all so beautiful and when they enter the ring doing their best gait it’s thrilling to watch.‭  ‬I was very happy when Emma placed first.‭  ‬Jimbo had two more classes,‭ ‬the Fine harness in the‭ ‬9th with Jimbeaux’s High Jinx and Five Gaited Open (meaning the class had no restriction, Mares and stallions, amateurs and professionals were all eligible for this class) in the‭ ‬10th with Gramps big hope for the World Championship, Jimbeaux’s Making’ ‬Magic.‭ ‬They both won but it was Making’ ‬Magic that absolutely stole the show.‭  ‬Out of‭ ‬10‭ ‬classes Green Valley Stables had eight first place ribbons,‭ ‬one second and one third.‭  ‬Jimbo’s rides had four firsts and one second.‭  ‬With a wink, Jim told me to keep the last weekend in September open because we were on our way to Louisville and the World Championships with Emma,‭ ‬Jinx and ‬Magic.

It was almost 1:30 am when we got to our motel room.  Our sexual banter had been going on all night and I was really turned on by Jimbo tonight.  He was so sexy on those horses and now he was undressing to take a shower.  After sliding his pants off he was standing there with his back to me wearing only a pair of ‘tightie whities’.  When he bent over to pick up his shoes and socks I couldn’t help it and groan escaped my throat.  The sight of his perfect round butt in those briefs gave me an instant boner, again.  He seemed a little embarrassed after he asked what was wrong and I told him how seeing him in those briefs affected me.  He had a serious look when he went to the shower.  When he came out he told me I needed one too so I jumped in the shower and got the horse smell off my body too.

When I got out and went into the room Jim walked right up to me, reached up and held my face in his hands and kissed me.  Desire had my tongue begging him to open his mouth.  When our tongues touched electric shocks set my body to humming.  He told me he wanted us to be more than a one night affair and I agreed.  Kidding with him I told him he had to wear his Red Shorts at least once a month to feed my fetish.  He stood and let his towel fall and he was wearing those shorts.  He had put them on when I was in the shower, hoping to get me turned on.  

IT WORKED!  Quickly I was on my knees with my arms  around his hips, my face rubbing his hard cock in those shorts.  Slowly my hands found the waistband and I gently pulled the shorts off his hips and let them drop to the floor.  

I was stunned when his huge nine inch cock slapped my cheek.  I had no clue he was so big.  Well, I thought, I like a challenge and taking this will be a big one, anywhere I try to put it.  Looking into his eyes I opened and took his big cock into my throat as far as I could.  Bobbing my head I managed to get more and more in until finally I relaxed my throat muscles and his cock went down into my throat.  A loud moan rose from Jimbo as I ground my lips hard into his pubic hair and that cock down my throat.  It only took three head bobs, deep throating him each time, set him off; his semen flowed in a continuous stream.

The horse wasn’t the only one making magic this night.‭  ‬In the time  between leaving the stables and arriving at our motel room,‭ ‬I had hoped that tonight was the night.‭  The night that Jimbo‬ and I would finally put all the double entendres and sexual teasing behind us and start a new chapter in our lives as lovers as well as best friends.‭  ‬Back at our motel room we both took a shower.‭   My first sight of Jimbo was outside our dorm room wearing those red shorts that drive me to distraction.  I know I’ve pumped out a gallon of my cum thinking of him in those shorts.  As a joke I asked him to promise to wear those shorts at least once a month as he had his way with me.

As a surprise for me and because he knew the shorts would be a real turn on for me, he had put the shorts on and covered them with his towel.‭  When I‬ finished my shower and walked back into the room, he walked up to me,‭ ‬held my face in my hands and kissed me.‭  My‬ shocked look lasted a good two seconds then I took the kiss over,‭ my‬ tongue urgently sought entry and when our tongues met I felt as if my head would explode.‭  Jim‬ wasn’t prepared for the raw sexual power of that kiss.‭  ‬Even though it was the first time he had ever kissed a man he knew it was the prelude to sex.‭  ‬It was happening,‭ ‬now. At last.

Before we went any further  Jim told me that now was the time to say no if I

wasn’t sure,‭  he said he would rather have me as a friend that as a one night stand.

I didn’t want us to be a one night affair,‭ ‬I knew we would last together.‭  ‬He wanted there to be‭ ‘‬us‭’ ‬as much as I did.‭  I did things with my mouth and his body that amazed and thrilled him, at one point he screamed my name as he ground his butt back onto my mouth and tongue.  Two head bobs deep throating him and grinding against his pubes set him off and his cum flowed in a stream into me.

‭JIMBO

‭My body felt like I was touching a live electric wire.  I tingled and trembled all over.  I’ve never felt any sensation as erotic as when his tongue stabbed at my anus.  I screamed out Davis’ name and ground my butt against his mouth.  Then when he deep throated all of my nine plus inches of hard cock I blew my load on the second time.

‭I have never felt such intensity during sex, I felt a bit lost, I didn’t know how or what to do to reciprocate.  I wanted to take Davis like he had me.  I was just afraid that I wouldn’t be able to make him feel like he made me feel.  This Man Sex was altogether different that anything I had ever known.  Erotic, raw, lust, powerful, demanding and sensual beyond description.   

‭Recovered enough to begin my taking of Davis, I lightly bit at a nipple and ran my hands over his pectorals roughly, squeezing and pushing.  Pushing his arms over his head I attacked his arm pits wishing them to erogenous zones also.  He tossed and writhed as my hairy chest and torso rubbed against him.  I lay for a  moment with my cheek on his abdomen and ran little wet circles around his navel with my tongue.  Finally I took his cock into my hand.  The feel of him sent a shiver through my body.  I moved my face lower and caught the slightest whiff of his intoxicating man scent.  I shoved my face into his groin licking and kissing where he legs joined his torso, tasting him, savoring him with my tongue.  

‭I had reached what I can only describe as a ‘sexual frenzy’ I had my mouth and hands everywhere.  I roughly pried his cock from against his stomach and took as much as I could into my mouth.  I was stunned, the taste and feel of his cock in my mouth was wonderful, I loved the way his cock felt against my tongue.  Like a child with a prized toy, I made love to his big cock with my lips, tongue and mouth.  I would crave sucking this cock from this moment on.

‭The longer I worked on his cock the louder his moans and groans became, his breathing became ragged and I felt his balls rise up into firing position.  ‭Davis gasped…‭”Oh JIM…I’m gonna cum.”

‭That only made me work harder on his big cock.  I turned and was able to get all of him into my throat just as his first blast of semen went down my throat.  I pulled back so I could taste his semen, I came again sucking his cock as he shot me full of his cum.  I’ve never liked anything so much as I like sucking Davis’ cock.  I didn’t want it to end.

Davis collapsed back onto the bed while I continued nursing on his cock drawing out every bit of his cum.  Finally I just lay there with his soft cock filling my mouth.  Occasionally I let my tongue would swirl around his cock but mostly I just held in in my mouth, not ever wanting to let it go.  Davis roused and pulled me up by my shoulders, I whimpered like a scolded pup when his cock pulled away from my lips.

‭”See, I told you it would just come to you.  You did that like a pro Jimbo.  I think you might like sucking cock the way you did that.”

‭”Mmm I like sucking that cock, your cock, that’s why I liked it so much, it’s you.  I never had a clue that sex with you would be this way.  We’ve wasted a lot of time.”

‭DAVIS

‭”No Jim, we didn’t waste any time.  That was the build up or the foundation of our beginning that led us to tonight.   Every moment we’ve spent together was responsible for those fantastic orgasms.  I can’t wait to see your face after you’ve experienced fucking my butt.”  

‭”It will have to be very special to top me sucking that wonderful cock of yours Davis.  Mmm…I want more of it.’

‭”Later babe…I have to recuperate first.”

‭”But couldn’t I just hold it in my mouth?”

‭”If you do that I can’t kiss you and hug up against you.”  

‭”Well, I do like the kissing part too.  But you’ll tell me when you’re ready to be sucked again won’t you.?”

‭”I promise Jim, I promise.  Now will you just hold me for a few minutes…I know how sexed up you are but a little break and I’ll be good as new and you too.  I know you shot as much as I did a minute ago.  That was so sexy you getting off while sucking me off.  Hot dude, sexy hot!”

‭I turned in Jim’s arms and now he was spooned up to my back, his arms around me holding me to him and he was kissing and nibbling on my neck.  I felt his cock hardening against me.  I couldn’t help myself, I wiggled my butt, wedging his cock between my cheeks.  Jim moaned loudly.  

‭”Fuck Davis, you’re killing me here, babe.  I’ve never wanted anything like I want to make love with you.  This had better settle down or I’m gonna be in big trouble school wise.”

‭”Don’t worry about it Jim, relax, it’s just your first time.  You’ll get to do this just about anytime you want.  I can’t imagine me not ever being ready to make love with you.”

‭I reached behind me and took Jim’s fat cock in my hand and felt it surge bigger immediately, looks like he’s ready.  I turned to face him, the look on his face was priceless.  I could see his eagerness to do more, his insecurity about what we were about to do and over it all, his love.  I knew he cares for me, just looking into those eyes.  I felt like I was glowing, I was so happy.  He pulled me close and kissed me, it was one of those that started slowly, tenderly and ended up frantic and smoking hot.  

‭I flipped to my back, spread my legs and  led him through lubricating my butt.  I fitted a condom over his cock and made a mental note to by the XL’s next time. It didn’t take him long to like having his fingers in my butt.  His cock was hard and throbbing and he cooed, and sweet talked to me lubing my butt.  He turned his hand a bit and crooked a finger and hit my magic button.  I yelled out as he stroked my prostate and cum oozed from my slit with each stroke.  

‭With a maniacal grin  he winked at me and slurped up each spurt as he stroked my gland.  Some time while he was slurping the cum, I started telling him I was ready.  

‭”Now Jim,  It’s time.”

He positioned himself and knee walked up as I pulled my thighs to my chest.  I guided his cock to my opening and he leaned over me to kiss me as I slowly pulled him into me with my heels on his butt.  Suddenly he thrust all the way in and back out quickly, making me wince and moan.  A look of bewilderment crossed his face as if he didn’t believe what had just happened.    Without waiting for my signal he pulled back all the way to my anal ring and plunged back down, causing me to whimper in pleasure and Jim’s eyes went wide with surprise at the sensations assaulting  the head of his cock.

‭”Oh migod…Davis…oh…fuck…what was that…I…I’ve never …felt..oh shit…I’ve never felt anything like …jeez…this…oh babe…fuuuccckkk that feels so good.   Davis…are you okay babe…do you feel this too?  Oh fuck!”

‭Jim had found his pace and settled into that rhythm as old as mankind, the rhythm of the fuck, and he was a natural.  Pulling back slowly and plunging in fast, grinding ‭hard.  Jim was slick with sweat, his breathing loud gasps as he talked to me and made me know how special this was between us.  Reaching down he took my testicles in his hand and pulled hard making me shout with the pleasure/pain I felt. His pulling hard on my ball sac triggered my release, no stopping now, I had to cum.

‭”JIM!  it’s started…I’m gonna cum…baby…cum with me…JIMBO!  NOW… unghhh!  ‭OH FUCKKK!  JIM!  

‭Without missing a stroke Jim leaned onto me and kissed me hard as I shot my hot cum between us while he filled my butt with his semen.  

‭”DAVIS!…BABE!…OHMIGOD…FUCKKK…oh baby…Davis…Umm.  Good.  You’re so good…ungh…babe…oh…umm.  I’ve never…ever… I didn’t know… oh babe…whew…man …I never knew sex could feel like that.  You okay Babe…did I do you okay…was it good for you, too?”

‭I couldn’t talk yet…Davis wasn’t alone, I never knew it would feel like that either.  But I already knew why, what was so different.  I have never been sexual with anyone that I love before.  That was it…I’ve know it since the Asheville Horse Show.  I love him.  It is truly unbelievable the difference that four letter word makes in making love to one you love.  I have to be careful here.  Can’t tell him yet, might frighten him away…it’s all new to him…oh damn…I’m a goner…heels over head, literally.  In Love!

JIMBO

Davis lay with his head at my hips,‭ ‬his cheek pressed against my groin,‭  He rubbed his face across my rock hard cock‬.‭  Davis said that he had wanted to do this that first instant he saw me‭  running by the window in

 our dorm room the day we met.‭  ‬I felt his fingertips at the waistband of the shorts as he slowly pulled my  shorts down off my hips and to the floor.‭  ‬He gasped aloud as my cock slapped against his chin.‭ ‬Wrapping one hand around my cock his fingers didn’t meet.‭  ‬He looked up at me,‭ ‬puzzled and then back to my cock.

‭“‬It…it’s…so..big,‭  ‬you should be called Jumbo not Jimbo.‭ ‬You little guys sure do pack some big surprises.‭  ‬Whew,‭ ‬I’m gonna need a lot of practice with this.‭”  ‬Davis whispered.‭  

With that said he opened wide and sank at least four of my nine plus inches into his mouth and throat.‭  ‬I almost fell over,‭ ‬letting out a howl and trembling as his tongue played with the sensitive nerves just under the glans,‭ ‬swirled around the helmet and then plunged deep into his throat.  I placed my hands on his head and thrust deep into his mouth,‭ ‬the second thrust sent me over the edge and I filled him to overflowing with semen that wouldn’t stop gushing from my cock.

There were no spurts,‭ ‬my semen flowed out in one continuous stream,‭ ‬he couldn’t swallow fast enough to keep up.‭  ‬I edged toward the bed and fell backwards as I tried to keep my cock lodged in his throat.‭  ‬It wasn’t long until I was begging him to stop,‭ ‬my cock was too sensitive for him to continue milking with his tongue‭  ‬We lay there,‭ ‬his cheek on my hip,‭ ‬my testicles cradled in his hand until I was breathing evenly again.

I looked down at Davis as he barked out…

‭“‬Roll over,‭ ‬I’m not waiting another another minute to get my hands on that perfect little round butt of yours.‭”

Another sharp intake of breath came from him as my fur covered butt filled his view.‭  ‬He placed a hand on each cheek,‭ ‬spread them apart and put his mouth and tongue to my wrinkled hole.‭  My shout of surprise dissolved into moans of ecstasy as he continued tonguing my squirming, wiggling butt as I thrashed about on the bed.‭  ‬Two more jabs with his tongue and I was pressing my butt hard against his mouth and tongue,‭I reached back with one hand palming his head and pulling his face hard against butt while I was ‬writhing‬,‭ ‬grinding,‭ ‬moaning and tossing about.‭  ‬He pulled up on my hips until I‭ was on my knees,‭ ‬spreading my legs apart, he took both of my testicles into his mouth.‭  ‬This had me moaning more and when he closed his lips tightly and reared back pulling my sac taut,‭ ‬stretching the inner cords there I‭  ‬screamed his name in ecstasy and gave myself over to the pleasure/pain I was feeling.

‭Come to me Davis,‭ ‬I need you up here‭”  ‬I said with raspy breath.

He moved into my arms as I held him tightly to my chest.‭  

“I’m sorry but that was so intense I was about to cum too quickly,‭ ‬it’s, uh, I’ve never felt anything that intense before.‭  ‬I never knew I could experience such feelings.‭  ‬I thought I knew all there was to know about sex but now I’m learning I was still in the kiddie pool.‭  ‬You’ll have to teach me,‭ ‬I don’t have a clue as to what to do to make you feel what I just felt.‭”

He told me to relax and just do what feels good to me.‭

‭”‬Somehow the right thing to do just comes to you when you want to give your partner pleasure.‭  ‬Remember that you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.‭  ‬Just speak up,‭ ‬I won’t be upset or offended.‭  ‬I’m going to be doing things to you that I know you will not want to do to me.‭  ‬That last little bit I did with your butt is probably one of them.‭  

Just remember it’s okay.‭ ‬I don’t expect you to do anything.‭  ‬After all you’re still mostly straight.‭  ‬There are other things we will be doing that I don’t expect you to even try.‭  ‬It’s no big deal Jimbo.‭  ‬Just stay in your comfort zone and let me give you sexual‭ ‬pleasure like you never dreamed could be possible.‭ ‬You’ve already made me a very happy man,‭ ‬I have you inside me now where you belong.‭”

I laughed.  “Mostly straight my hairy ass!  I am definitely queer for you Davis, we’re going to be doing a lot of this.  We’ll have to move out of the dorms and find an apartment or house, we’re gonna make too much noise for the dorm.”

DAVIS

The Horse Show was wonderful,‭ ‬the sight of Jim dressed in his riding gear gave me a hard on that wouldn’t go away.‭  ‬I was busy doing things for his Gramps and missed the first two classes Jim rode in,‭  ‬but I was stunned when I saw him mount up for the third class.‭  ‬His riding clothes looked like a business suit but modified with tapered pants legs with suede patches on the insides of his lower legs, plus the jacket had long flared tails,‭ ‬add a shirt‭ & ‬tie and a bowler hat.‭  

Showing horses in this manner was derived from the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, when Gentlemen of means rode and drove their horses on weekends in the parks when city folk gathered to socialize.  The clothing of course, changed with the fashions of the day, but the high stepping, prancing horse marked a man as a Gentleman to be admired.

‬Damn! Jimbo is so damned handsome sitting on that Mare!  He’s up on Emma, the mare that I had polished hooves on earlier.‭  ‬They were quite a sight as the groom held the bridle and ran alongside leading her to the show ring.‭  ‬

These horses are all so beautiful and when they enter the ring doing their best gait, it’s thrilling to watch.‭  ‬I was very happy when Emma placed first.‭  ‬Jimbo had two more classes,‭ ‬the Fine harness in the‭ ‬9th with Jimbeaux’s High Jinx and Five Gaited open in the‭ ‬10th with Gramps big hope for the World Championship, Jimbeaux’s Makin‭’ ‬Magic.‭ ‬They both won but it was Makin‭’ ‬Magic that absolutely stole the show.‭  ‬Out of‭ ‬10‭ ‬classes Green Valley Stables had eight first place ribbons,‭ ‬one second and one third.‭  ‬Jimbo’s rides had five firsts and a second.‭  ‬Jim told me to keep the last weekend in September open because we were on our way to Louisville and the Gaited Horse World Championships with Emma,‭ ‬Jinx and Makin‭’ ‬Magic.

It was almost 1:30 am when we got to our motel room.  Our sexual banter had been going on all night and I was really turned on by Jimbo tonight.  He was so sexy on those horses and now he was undressing to take a shower.  After sliding his pants off he was standing there with his back to me wearing only a pair of ‘tightie whities’.  When he bent over to pick up his shoes and socks I couldn’t help it and groan escaped my throat.  The sight of his perfect round butt in those briefs gave me an instant boner.  He seemed a little embarrassed after he asked what was wrong and I told him how those briefs affected me.  He had a serious look when he went to the shower.  When he came out he told me I needed one too so I jumped in the shower and got the horse smell off my body too.

When I got out and went into the room Jim walked right up to me, reached up and held my face in his hands and kissed me.  Desire had my tongue begging him to open his mouth.  When our tongues touched electric shocks set my body to humming.  He told me he wanted us to be more than a one night affair and I agreed.  Kidding him, I said that he had to wear his Red Shorts at least once a month to feed my fetish.  He stepped back and let his towel fall and he was wearing those shorts.  He had put them on when I was in the shower, hoping to get me turned on.  

IT WORKED!  Quickly I was on my knees with my arms  around his hips, my face rubbing his hard cock in those shorts.  Slowly my hands found the waistband and I gently pulled the shorts off his hips and let them drop to the floor.  

I was stunned when his huge nine inch cock slapped my cheek.  I had no clue he was so big.  Well, I thought, I do like a challenge,  taking this will be a big one, anywhere I try it.  Looking into his eyes I opened and took his big cock into my throat as far as I could.  Bobbing my head I managed to get more and more in until finally my throat relaxed and his cock went down into my throat.  A loud moan rose from Jimbo as I ground my lips hard into his pubic hair and that cock down my throat.  It only took two head bobs, deep throating him each time, to set him off.  His semen flowed in a continuous stream.

The horse wasn’t the only one making magic this night.‭  ‬Somehow between leaving the stables and arriving at our motel room,‭ ‬I had hoped that tonight would be the night.‭  The night that Jimbo‬ and I would finally put all the double entendres and sexual teasing behind us and start a new chapter in our lives as lovers as well as best friends.‭  ‬Back at our motel room we both took a shower.‭   My first sight of Jimbo was outside our dorm room wearing those red shorts that drive me to distraction.  I know I’ve pumped out a gallon of my cum thinking of him in those shorts.  

When I‬ finished my shower and walked back into the room, he walked up to me,‭ ‬held my face in my hands and kissed me.‭  My‬ shocked look lasted a good two seconds then I took the kiss over,‭ my‬ tongue urgently sought entry and when our tongues met I felt as if my head would explode.‭  Jim‬ wasn’t prepared for the raw sexual power of that kiss.‭  ‬Even though it was the first time he had ever kissed a man he knew it was the prelude to sex.‭  ‬It was happening,‭ ‬now. At last.

Before we went any further Jim told me that now was the time to say no if I

wasn’t sure,‭  he said he would rather have me as a friend than as a one night stand.

I didn’t want us to be a one night affair,‭ ‬I knew we would last together.‭  ‬He wanted there to be‭ ‘‬us‭’ ‬as much as I did.‭  I did things with my mouth and his body that amazed and thrilled him, at one point he screamed my name as he ground his butt back onto my mouth and tongue.  Two head bobs deep throating him and grinding against his pubes set him off and his cum flowed in a stream into me.

‭JIMBO

‭My body felt like I was touching a live electric wire.  I tingled and trembled all over.  I’ve never felt any sensation as erotic as when his tongue speared my anus, I screamed out his name and ground my butt against his mouth.  Then when he deep throated all of my nine plus inches of hard cock I blew my load the second time he swallowed my cock down his throat, he swallowed all my semen shooting into his mouth and throat.

‭I have never felt such intensity during sex, I felt a bit lost, I didn’t know how or what to do to reciprocate.  I wanted to take Davis like he had me.  I was just afraid that I wouldn’t be able to make him feel like he did me.  This Man Sex was altogether different that anything I had ever known.  Erotic, raw, an unbelievable craving for him, carnal lust, powerful, demanding and sensual.   

‭Recovered enough to begin my taking of Davis, I lightly bit at a nipple and ran my hands over his pectorals roughly, squeezing and pushing.  Pushing his arms over his head I attacked his armpits, he tossed and writhed as my hairy chest and torso rubbed against him.  I lay for a  moment with my cheek on his abdomen and ran little wet circles around his navel with my tongue.  Finally I took his cock into my hand.  The feel of him sent a shiver through my body.  I moved my face lower and caught the slightest whiff of his intoxicating man scent.  I shoved my face into his groin licking and kissing where he legs joined his torso, tasting him, savoring him with my lips and tongue.  

‭I had reached what I can only describe as a ‘sexual frenzy’,  my mouth and hands everywhere.  I roughly pried his cock from against his stomach and took as much as I could into my mouth.  I was stunned, the taste and feel of his cock in my mouth was wonderful, I loved the way his cock felt on my tongue.  Like a child with a prized toy, I made love to his cock with my hands, lips, tongue and mouth.  I knew I would crave sucking this cock, his cock,  from this moment on.

‭The longer I worked on his cock the louder his moans and groans became, his breathing became ragged and I felt his balls rise up into firing position.  

‭Davis gasped.  ‭”Oh JIM I’m gonna cum.”

‭That only made me work harder on his big cock.  I turned and was able to get all of him into my throat just as his first blast of semen went into my throat.  I came again sucking his cock as he shot me full of his cum.  I had never liked anything so much as I did sucking Davis’ cock.  I didn’t want it to end.

‭After Davis collapsed back onto the bed I continued nursing on his cock drawing out every bit of his cum.  Finally I just lay there with his soft cock filling my mouth.  Occasionally I let my tongue would swirl around his cock but mostly I just held in in my mouth, not ever wanting to let it go.  Davis roused and pulled me up by my shoulders, I whimpered like a scolded pup when his cock pulled away from my lips.

‭”See, I told you it would just come to you.  You did that like a pro Jimbo.  I think you might like sucking cock the way you did that.”

‭”Mmm I like sucking that cock, it’s you.  I never had a clue that sex with you could be this way.  We’ve wasted a lot of time.”

‭DAVIS

‭”No Jim, we didn’t waste any time.  That was the build up or the foundation of our beginning that led us to tonight.   Every moment we’ve spent together was responsible for those fantastic orgasms we both experienced tonight.  I can hardly wait to see your face when you’re fucking my butt.”   

‭”Later babe, we have to recuperate first.”

‭”Now just hold me for a few minutes, I know how sexed up you are but a little break and I’ll be good as new and you too.  I know you shot as much as I did a minute ago.  That was so sexy,  you getting off while sucking me off.  Your one hot dude, Jimbo!”

‭I turned in Jim’s arms, now he’s spooned up to my back, his arms around me holding me to him and he was kissing and nibbling on my neck.  I felt his cock hardening against me.  I couldn’t help myself, I wiggled my butt, wedging his cock between my cheeks.  Jim moaned loudly.  

‭”Fuck Davis, you’re killing me here, babe.  I’ve never wanted anything like I want to make love with you.  This had better settle down or I’m gonna be in big trouble school wise.”

‭”Don’t worry about it Jim, relax, it’s just your first time.  You’ll get to do this just about anytime you want.  I can’t imagine me not ever being ready to make love with you.”

‭I reached behind me and took Jim’s fat cock in my hand and felt it surge bigger immediately, looks like he’s ready.  I turned to face him, the look on his face was priceless.  I could see his eagerness for us to do more, and his insecurity about what we were about.  I know he cares for me, just by looking into those eyes.  I feel like I’m glowing, I’m so happy.  He pulled me close and kissed me, it was one of those that started slowly, tenderly and ended up frantic and smoking hot.  

‭I flipped to my back, spread my legs and  led him through lubricating my butt.  I fitted a condom over his cock and made a mental note to buy the XL’s next time. It didn’t take him long to like having his fingers up my butt.  His cock was hard and throbbing and he cooed, and sweet talked to me lubing my butt.  He turned his head a bit and crooked a finger and hit my magic button.  I yelled out as he stroked my prostate and cum oozed from my slit with each stroke.  

With a maniacal grin  he winked at me and slurped up each spurt as he stroked my gland.  Some time while he was slurping the cum, I started telling him I was ready.  

‭”Now Jim,  It’s time, lube your cock a bit and put that long fat thing in me, slowly babe….ungh!  OH, god, that’s it your in.  Ooo…just give me a few seconds babe… wait till I get used to all that.    You’re huge!  You need to enter slowly, that cock of yours belongs inside me Jimbo, that’s where you  belong,  inside me.  You’re gonna love this babe, trust me.”

‭I reached for his thighs and pulled on the backs of them getting him to begin his entry.  I tried my best not to, but I winced in pain as he got about a third of his cock in me.  These next couple of inches are the widest part of his cock and once he’s passed that part his thrust had him in all the way in a hurry.  I groaned aloud at the fullness I felt, I’ve never felt like this before.  

‭Jim moaned in ecstasy as he began to grind into my butt as hard as he could.  Without waiting for my signal he pulled back all the way my anal ring and plunged back down, causing me to whimper in pleasure and Jim’s eyes went wide with surprise at the sensations assaulting  the head of his cock.

‭”Oh my god!  Davis!  OH FUCK!  JEEZ!  What was that! I, ungh OH shit, I’ve never, ung…felt, ohmigod, ohmigod…oh shit babe, I’ve never felt anything like this, jeezus, this…oh baby…fuuuccckkk you feel so good.   Davis…you okay babe…you feel this too?  Oh fuck!”

‭Jim had found his pace and settled into that rhythm as old as mankind, the rhythm of the fuck, and he was a natural.  Pulling back slowly and plunging in fast, grinding ‭hard.  Jim was slick with sweat, he breathed in loud gasps as he talked to me and made me know how special this was between us.  Reaching behind him, he found my testicles and pulled hard, stretching them and making me shout aloud with the pleasure/pain I felt. His pulling hard on my ball sac triggered my release, no stopping now, I had to cum.

‭”JIM!  it’s started…I’m gonna cum…baby…cum with me…JIMBO!  NOW…unghhh!  ‭OH FUCKKK!  JIM!  

‭Without missing a stroke Jim leaned onto me and kissed me hard as I shot my hot cum between us while he filled my butt with his hot semen.  

‭”DAVIS!…BABE!…OHMIGOD…FUCKKK…oh baby…Davis…umm.  Good.  Your so good…ungh…babe…oh…umm.  I’ve never…ever… I didn’t know…oh babe…whew!  Oh man…I never knew sex could feel like that.  You okay Babe…did I do you okay…was it good for you, too?”

‭I couldn’t talk yet…Jimbo wasn’t alone, I never knew it would feel like that either.  But I already knew why, what was so different, I’ve never been fucked by anyone that I love before.  That was it…I’ve known it since the the first couple of weeks together.  I love him.  It is truly unbelievable the difference that four letter word makes, when making love with the one you love.  I have to be careful here.  Can’t say it yet, I don’t want to frighten him away…it’s all new to him…oh damn…I’m a goner…heels over head, literally.  I’m in Love!

‭JIMBO

Gramps was really impressed with the way Davis always just walked in and started doing things.  He said that Davis is a natural around the animals.  

“Jimbo, your friend has the touch.  The horses trust him, he trusts them, he does anything we ask of him,  he does what needs to be done without asking or being told what to start.  He’ll make a good horse trainer one day.   Be proud he’s your friend son, he’s a good young man.”

“I know Sir, we get along well together, one sort of compliments the other in just about all we do.  We’ll be friends for many years I believe.”

“Good friends are one of life’s greatest gifts Son, never throw one away.”

His demeanor changed as he looked directly into my eyes and said.

“Whatever you and Davis have done, it’s plain to see that it suits both of you.  I only want you to be happy son.  You and Davis do compliment each other,  even an old man like me can see that.”

Sunday was the day that Gramps packed up and headed back to the stables.  He had an extra spring is his step today.  Taking three of his own horses to the Championship has him about to pop all his buttons.

Davis and I packed his SUV and headed back to school.  We both had a hard time keeping our eyes off each other.  We even held hands for a while, then once we were on I-26 south of Asheville, Davis opened my pants and spent the next 30 miles or so with his head in my lap, sucking my cock.

 

At mile marker 49 I pulled into a rest stop and parked far from the other cars and trucks.  I was ready to blow, Davis’ oral ministrations had me ready to cum when I put the car into park.  I pushed my seat back and lowered the backrest giving him more room.  When he pulled my testicles free of my shorts and laved them with his tongue my orgasm started.

“Oh fuck…I’m coming Davis…aw god yes,  I’m coming…DAVIS! UNGH, Davis!  My cum leaked from his mouth as he tried to get all.  It felt like I pumped a gallon into him.  His mouth on my cock makes me crazy, it feels so good.”

Davis finally sat upright and smiled at me, I leaned over and licked the cum from his chin, then kissed him, my tongue tasting my jizm still fresh in his mouth.  We straightened ourselves and  went to the restroom, then to the vending kiosks for drinks and snacks.  Near constant sex makes me hungry.  We carried our drinks and snacks back to the SUV, just as I unlocked the doors, I looked to Davis.

“Hmm, wanna drive a while Davis?  I think I need to lie down for a while, I said with a raised eyebrow and silly grin on my face.  Davis jumped in behind the wheel.  Before he started the car, he loosened the top button on his jeans and unzipped them.

“Just getting comfortable.”  he said.

The normal three hour drive back to school took us almost six hours to complete;  each of us pretended to not want to drive so he could play in the others lap while we made our way back to campus.

Back at school our Dorm became the hub of all our activities, our room became sort of a gathering place for the guys and girls on our floor.  One of the guys down the hall brought an Asheville paper to our room to show everyone the articles about the horse show and there was a great picture of Jimbo leaving the Ring on Emma, the First Place Ribbon between his teeth, ribbon streamers flying behind him.  

There was an article about Green Valley Farms and all the ribbons and prize money they won over the weekend.  An interview with Gramps confirmed that three of the horses shown Friday and Saturday nights would be entered in the World Championship toward the end of the month.  The guys and girls in the room were impressed, they had no idea that Jimbo was a horseman.  Nothing was ever said to either of us but there was a feeling of acceptance from our school friends that we were a couple.  

DAVIS

The week flew by and suddenly it was Friday Night, my parents had called and were scheduled to arrive on campus close to five PM.  Jimbo had camped out for the past hour in our Dorm common area on the main floor, saving a place at a corner table for us to meet with my folks, when my family arrived, my brother and sister weren’t with them.  Mom explained that both of them had school events that required their attendance.  My Mom went straight to Jimbo, hugging him like he was one of her own, and fawning over him like he was a movie star.

“You must be Jimbo!  Davis has told us so much about you, I feel like we’ve known you forever.   Oh, yes, congratulations, Davis told us all about your success at the Asheville Horse Show.  He neglected to tell us what a handsome young man you are though.”  

I introduced Jimbo to my dad, sister, and younger brother, while Mom was giving Jimbo the third degree about his family.  I had to force myself to not stare at Davis’ dad, except for their age difference, they could be twins.  I knew I was seeing what Davis will look like in about 20 years.  I only hope I can look half as good as his Dad in twenty years time.  

After about an hour of chat and catching up with each other we all left to go to the restaurant to meet up with Mrs. Dawson’s college friend, They were roommates for three years at Chapel Hill.  Mrs. Dawson’s friend,Caroline Oliver had all of her family present for the dinner also.  She introduced the girls, Sarah 19, a Freshman at UNC and Ella 16, graduating from High School in the spring.  Mr. Oliver and my dad have known each other for years.

The meal was much more enjoyable that I ever imagined it could be.  Sarah was full of questions about college life for Jimbo and me.  Ella was a bit timid but I think her shyness was due to her infatuation with my brother.  I noticed that even with her head down, she would look up at him without moving.  After dinner, the Moms & Dads chatted over coffee while the four of us talked about school and the horses.  It was after nine PM when we said our goodbyes, Jim and I went back to our dorm and the Dawson’s  spent the night with the Oliver’s.  I was so proud of Jimbo, he hit it off well with Mom, then Dad and the girls.  He seemed to genuinely enjoy the evening.  I thanked him and told him how impressed my folks were with him.  

Dad was very interested in the big Horse Show coming up in three week, saying that they would be there to for cheer Green Valley Farms.  Jim slipped out for a moment at the restaurant and called his Gramps to ask if there were six tickets to the World Championship available.  Gramps had more than a dozen tickets available because none of the owners he trains for planned on going this year.

The end of August is here, it’s time to head to Kentucky.  Both of us have been on edge all week.  We leave on Wednesday for the drive to Louisville and the World Championship Horse Show.  Gramps has called each day since we left the farm Sunday afternoon.  It’s crazy how the show has evolved, there was a time not too long ago where only the stable hands slept in the barns with the horses.  Now portions of the stables are closed off with elaborate tents, creating rooms for relaxation hidden from the view of the spectators.  

Jimbo has been unusually quiet, thinking about the shows, I know.  As for me, I’ll be working with preparing the horses as before, I’m nervous for Jimbo and Gramps, they’ve spent a good part of their lives getting ready for this show.  Our hotel is located downtown, the Fairgrounds where the show will be held is too near the airport and the Interstate Highways to be restful.  

All three horses were scheduled to show three times during the week, our Emma was the surprise of the show.  She won both preliminary classes then surprised everyone by winning the Three Gaited World Championship!  Gramps just shook his head, he was completely blindsided by her win.  Jinx placed second the two early classes and was the Reserve Champion (Second Place) in the Fine Harness Championship.

Gramps was shattered when Magic place second in both of his preliminary events.  

The Five Gaited Championship is always the last event of the show.  It took the judges three two horse workouts to decide the Championship.  When Jimbo’s number was called as the winner, he nearly fell off Magic, Gramps hung on to the rail for a moment before he could head out to the Trophy presentation.  After all the ribbons were given out, Jimbo took Magic around the arena, the crowd came to their feet cheering and applauding.  Going against tradition, while the crowd still cheered, he shook the reins and Magic went into the Rack as he sped around the arena a second time toward the exit.  The crowd roared as Magic put on his show.

Back to the barn Gramps nearly pulled Jim off of Magic and gave him a bear hug.  Tears welled up in both their eyes.  Jimbo pushed Gramps shoulders back and laughed.  “He did it Gramps!  What a show he put on.  By the time the groom was walking Magic in his cool down,  Davis’ parents and mine were rushing toward us, all squeals and laughter.  A crowd of Gramps friends, competitors, and prospective clients jammed our area in the barn to congratulate him.  Jimbo and I left the next morning for Knoxville.

While we were in Kentucky, Gramps had lined up three well known thoroughbred trainers who agreed to let me pick their brains for what would make the ideal Horse Barn for trainers.  Back at school I worked on the architectural drawings and plans, this barn project would be my final exam, composing 33 percent of my grade.  

I sent my copyrighted barn plans to all three of the trainers who had spoken with me.  Needless to say, I was dumbfounded when I got a commission to have my plans built from a trainer in Florida.  The trainer explained that she had seen the plans while at the Keeneland Horse sales.  She told me that my plans were the hit of the season in Horse Country.    

Back at school Jim parked the Cherokee and we started off to our room.  I reached for his hand and touched him before I remembered that we were on campus and it wouldn’t be cool to be seen holding hands while walking to our room.  Once inside, Jim shut the door and pushed me up against it, as his mouth devoured me, his passionate kisses short circuit my brain at times.

Joined together by arms and mouths, we made our way to a bed and fell on it, never breaking the kiss.  Jim was getting more and more frantic, ripping my belt open and pushing my pants to mid thigh.  One hand slowly jacked my cock while his lips and tongue brought me the height of passion too.  Suddenly Jimbo broke away, stood and started shedding his clothes, I quickly followed and in moments, we were naked together on the bed, me on my back and Jim on hands and knees, with his head at my crotch as we sucked each other.

When we finally changed positions, I put Jim on his back and pushed his legs up and speared his hairy, cute little butt with my tongue.  He buried his face in a pillow as I licked and stabbed his sphincter with my tongue.  He responded by pulling his legs to his chest, raising his but to the level of my cock.

“Do me Davis.  I’m ready, I want you inside me.  Please, I want you in me, make me feel the way you did.  I’ll never forget the look on your face that first time I was inside you.  I want to feel that.  Make love to me Davis, show me, make me know we’re really together”

Remember Jim, push on my thighs to make me stop, pull on the to get more of my cock inside you.  I’ll stop when I see you’re in pain. it will pass, I promise you.  Use plenty of lube, squirt some inside you.”

Rise up and lean forward Davis, let me get your cock good and wet he said, as he swallowed most of my cock in one gulp.  A second try had his nose in my pubic bush and left me fighting for control, it would have been so easy to let the orgasm take over right then, but I fought it off.  I have to please Jimbo, shown him how much I love him.

I knee walked up to his furry butt, he reached down and guided my cock to his sphincter.  I bumped against his anus a few times, letting him know that I’m there and waiting at the gate to paradise.  When I felt him tug at my thighs I pushed and the glans of my cock slid inside him.  I saw his eyes go wide, they blinked a couple of times and he groaned and pulled on my thighs again.  He groaned again, much louder this time, I handed him a pillow to cover his mouth so that everyone on our floor wouldn’t hear us.

I was easing into him slowly, stopping when he winced and when he moaned.  I began gently rocking back and forth, not moving more than an inch or so, he seemed to come alive, the rocking motion felt good to him.  When he pulled at my legs again, I went all in, as deep as I could go.  His eyes opened and he smiled at me.  I ground against him hard, pushing my cock inside him another centimeter or so.  Jim moaned again, putting his arms around my neck, he pulled me into another of his passion kisses.  By the time we broke for air, I was plunging in and out of his cock hungry butt like we had done this for ages.  His Moans and near screams into his pillow were not from pain.  Jimbo has a knack for getting fucked.  Why is it that the guys with the huge cocks,  prefer to bottom?   Having a preference for bottoming myself, I know the answer to that question.  Once a man has an orgasm with a hard cock up his ass, nothing else will ever satisfy that deep down itch.

We were both drenched in sweat, I wanted to shout and roar as I fucked the man I love.  Jimbo was hyper-active, his hips meeting my thrusts, he fucked hard against the hard spike in his guts.  Moments before I would feel my orgasm start, Jimbo was off in never never land.  He was in that place where the cock inside him is all he knows.  His only desire is more cock, longer, fatter, harder, faster.  I hear his muffled cry from beneath his pillow.  

“FUCK ME…oh god…FUCK ME DAVIS, Oh…UNGH…I’M GONNA BLOW, I’M CUMMING…DAVIS…UNGH!!!  BABY!!!”

Our bodies simultaneously stiffened in the throes of orgasm.  Me as deep inside him as I could possible go; and Jimbo, hips pistoning hard as he fucked against my hard cock.

“OH SWEET JEEZUS!  ARGH!….DAVIS!”  He cried into the pillow as he cock shot cum all about the room.  

I collapsed atop him, both of us gasping for air.  I rolled off to lie on my side as we held each other tightly.   I woke sometime later, it was after midnight.  I was watching him sleep when his eyes opened, he smiled, then nestled up close, his head on my chest.  We held each other, quiet, not talking, just basking in the afterglow of mind blowing love making.  Jim raised his head from my chest, leaned back a bit and looked directly into my eyes.

“I love you, Davis.”

“And I love you Jimbo”    

We drifted off to sleep again, waking sometime before sunup, with me spooned against Jimbo’s backside, my arm across his chest and my hard cock pressed into the cleft of Jimbo’s furry butt.

There would be many, many more morning awakenings like this one.  Jimbo and I graduated from college and moved to his Gramps Horse Training Facility.  Jimbo was assisting his Gramps with the training and learning the management side of the business.  Word travels fast in the Horse business and I had nearly a dozen inquiries about my Horse Barn plans in two months.  The day that I received my second commission to submit plans for a new barn  I knew I was on my way.  

It was eight years to the day that Magic won the Championship that Gramps had a cerebral hemorrhage and fell dead watching a horse work out.  Jimbo took Gramps passing hard.  I think that everyone there who saw Jimbo turn to me for comfort realized then what we meant to each other.  Everyone connected with the stable, from hot walkers to clients, paid their respect to Gran and Jimbo.  They all knew that he was running the show now.

Green Valley Farms has grown a good deal since Jimbo became the trainer here.

We built our own ‘Dream barn’ and the number of clients has grown. Jimbo has ridden in two other Championship shows in Louisville, winning the Reserve Champion  in the Fine Harness and Three Gaited classes. He is still breeding show horses and hoping for another like ‘Magic’ to come along.

Then End.

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My First Grinder Hook Up.

My name is Josh. I’ve been working as a contractor for the US Navy after my discharge two years back. I’ve been working in Italy doing quality control for drinking water for the bases around Europe, and my boss has decided to send me to Virginia Tech to get some training in water treatment to further my understanding in the processes.

I jumped all over this opportunity, I hadn’t been in the states in two years and my Italian is pretty week making it very are to communicate with the men here. Did I mention that I’m gay? Its super hard to get laid when you have trouble just talking to someone.

So I went to Virginia. On the plan ride i watched the movie Hit and Run, in it a gay cop talks about this gay hook up app called Grindr and I got a little curious.

After I got settled into the hotel I downloaded the app and gave it a shot. after uploading a few picture of myself i started getting messages from some really cute guys and a few creepy ones too. But one in particular caught my attention.

He was way handsome, tall about 6ft slightly muscular and mixed black. We got to chatting and I divulged to him that i was a bottom and slightly submissive. Which must have peeked his interest because he started asking for fresh pictures of me, which I gladly sent. But then he started asking me for dirtier pictures and I started to feel a bit slutty but in a good way and exciting way.

He told me he wanted a picture of mu cock so i obliged in turn I asked for his and he delivered and oh my damn when I say this was a beautiful specimen 8in long nice and thick beautifully cut cock. my mouth watered. He then requested to see my ass so I sent him the picture he wanted with a little bit of added flare, what he got was a picture of my firm white cheeks with two fingers up my ass. 

That’s when he asked if we could meet.

I was stunned, but of course I said yes and immediately started to get nervous. I took a shower and got my self nice and clean and prepped for this hung -caramel god that was coming to see me.

After an hour of waiting he messaged me to let me know that he was in the lobby, I sent him my room number and waited. My nerves were on edge, my entire body was on fire with anticipation.

KNOCK KNOCK

He was there just on the other side of the door.

I opened it and he was better looking than the photo gave him credit for broad shoulders short curly hair he was wearing a red t-shirt and basket ball shorts.

“Hello, please come in” I said

He walked in and introduced himself.”I’m Jessie”

“Josh” I said

“Its been a very long tome since I’ve done this so I’m am so nervous right now”

“That’s ok” he says as he takes of his tennis shoes and empties his pockets on the coffee table. He was so confident.

“So how would you like to start?”n I asked him nervously.

He didn’t say a word just stepped up to me and started rubbing on my cock. His touch was electric and I got hard almost immediately. I started rubbing on his member though his shorts and it felt a lot bigger than it looked and it was so firm.

After a few minuets of this teasing game i dropped to my knees in from of him, I could smell him though his shorts  and the bulge was just so prominent. i puled his shorts down to his ankles and revealed the monster that swung between his legs. I gasped. Looking up to him I said ” Damn this thing looks so much bigger in person”

He just chuckled a little then put his hand on the back of my head so I obediently moved in taking burst his large heavy balls into my mouth,. They tasted so good and felt to full the skin of his sack  and the cushion of his pubic hair was like a nest for my mouth and I went to work. First licking his left nut then the right and sucking on his sack like I was going to lose it. Then I kissed and licked my way up the shaft of his giant cock until i reached the large head, it was a beautiful sight poking straight at me my hand on the base of his shaft a single jewel of precum formed on the tip, I liked it off with a flick of my tongue then took him into my mouth, only about half at first bobbing my head back and forth on his large inflamed member rubbing and twirling my tongue all over the shaft and head while he held my head in his hands almost face fucking me. 

After about five minuets hell it could of been an hour I don’t know I was in ecstasy, I decided to try and deep throat this monstrous thing and found that I could and hardly gagged at all. So I decided to climb upon the  bed and lay on my back with my head hanging off the side. He knew exactly what I wanted and he then came over and put his meat in my mouth and started to skull fuck me driving his large dick into my through and his heavy balls onto my face. then to my surprise I felt his beautiful lips on my cock sucking in rhythm as he fucked my eager mouth.

This must have gone on for about 10 minuets and he stopped stood up and flipped me around and put my legs in the air, I thought it was time that he was ready for the main event but instead he dropped to his knees and start eating my ass while he worked my cock. It was amazing he had a long wide tongue and he worked my hole so good and started using his fingers to first one the two and finally three prodding and twisting readying me for the beast between his legs. He then stood up and put on a condom Magnum that is he pushed up against my eager hole but I had to stop him he was just a little to big and enthusiastic so he climbed on the bed and lay down I got on top of him and eased it in slowly feeling the fiery pain shoot through me from my fuck hole and out into my body but it only lasted a minuet or two and the I was riding that big black dick slowly at first only going in and out about half way until he grabbed my hips and forced me down balls deep oh my god did it hurt but the pain gave way to sheer ecstasy in a flash and i picked up the pace I was bouncing and grinding on his dick while he grabbed and smacked my ass then he took control flipping me on my back his huge rod pulling free from the grips of my boy pussy as he did leaving my feeling momentarily empty but he soon replaced it back to where it belonged and with one leg out beside him and the other on his shoulder he fucked me real good fast paced hard slams every other one hurt but the ones in between sending ripple of intense pleasure through my body making it hard to notice any pain at all.

After a moment that felt like and eternity and an instant he flipped me over and started pounding my white ass from behind gripping my hips with one hand and pushing down on my back with the other ramming and fucking me hard I could feel him rubbing against my prostate as he slammed into me bringing me near to orgasm with just his magnificent cock.

 I cried out ” OH GODDAMN YES FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS!” 

That’s when he said “I’m about to cum.

” CUM IN MY MOUTH!

He pulled his throbbing rod out of my used and and stretched ass as I rolled onto my back waiting for my reward. As he pulled the condom off I noticed that he had already start shooting into it and I started to get disappointed until he pulled the Trogan Magnum free dropping it on my chest and still managed to squirt three large spurts of hot delicious cum into my mouth I savored it keeping it in my mouth as i sucked the remaing drops from his softening cock jerking my own while doing so.

He spun me around and took my hard cock into his mouth using his mouth and fist the suck/jerk me off and finger banging my still open asshole at the same time. I swallowed the cum I still had in my mouth then picked the condom up off my chest ans sucked the nice load out off it swallowing that as well. now feeling overwhelmed with the massive load of cum sliding down my throat three of his large fingers in my ass and his strong mouth on my cock I started to feel my orgasm come forth.

“OH GOD IM GONNA CUM! IM GONNA CUM!” I shouted as he pulled his mouth off my cock (very disappointing) and he jerked my cock off onto my stomach a bigger stronger load than I usually shoot. I even managed to get some of it on my own face.

It was amazing and I wanted more but he was already getting dressed as I sat up a little drained but ready for more he said his thanks then left.

I felt kinda used and dirty and you know what? It turned me on even more. I’m totally going to use Grindr a lot in the future…..

THE END

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Sharing a Gloryhole 

I’ve sucked cock and been sucked by other men for years, but my wife Barbara didn’t know. I wanted to tell her, but couldn’t find a way to bring it up. It occurred to me that whenever we watched a porn flick, she made the same remark, “They always shows girl-on-girl, but never show guys sucking other guys.” So I just needed to make my move after our next porn movie.     

 We went to the local porn theatre, wearing our usual, easy-access clothing. During an average flick, I could finger Barbara to 2 or 3 orgasms. She would pull my cock, but I usually waited until we got home to drop my load. She was always hot when we left the theatre and when she was hot, she thought just about anything of a sexual nature was a good idea. This time, I worked her to 2 orgasms, but kept her from going over the edge for the third time. So when we left she was hot and ready.   

I had parked our car slightly further from the theatre than usual so that we had to walk past the adult bookstore that was my favorite glory hole hunting ground. Just as I expected, Barbara said, “They never show two guys sucking.” 

I told her, “I’d suck a cock if you want to see it.

“What? No you wouldn’t!” she stammered. By now, we’re walking into the Adult Bookstore. “What are we doing here?” 

Without answering, I lead her in the door, stop at the counter and got $5 worth of tokens, to go with the two rolls over quarters in my pockets. We ‘browsed’ for a minute or two and then headed for the arcade section and the viewing booths.  We were hit with the smell – cigarettes, sweat, cum, piss, disinfectant, latex, leather, lube and aromas. Then there was that fear that somehow you shouldn’t be here,

The arcade area consisted of two hallways, and each hallway was lined with booths. It was very dark back there, so it took some time for our eye to adjust. There were little lights above the doors that indicated whether or not it the booth was occupied. We started to wander the hallways until we finally chose an empty booth right in the middle of one of the aisles and they locked the door behind us.

The booth was bigger than Barbara expected.  About 4×4. Some have a bench built into the wall and others like this one includes a chair. Most chairs looks like something the thrift store would reject. They will have a TV, typically behind a piece of glass or Plexiglas and a slot for your dollars or tokens. The doors typically have a lock and unless you want unexpected company, you lock your door. And they were waist high from the floor and 6-inches in diameter.

Several men were cruising the hallway and all watched as we stepped into a booth that I knew had a gloryhole. A pretty young woman was a rarity here, especially back then.  

 “What the holy hell are we doing here?” Barbara asked again.  

“I’m going to suck a cock. If you really want to, that is.” 

The discussion would have gone on, but the guy in the next booth wasn’t waiting for an invitation. I pointed to the hole in the wall and Barbara was shocked to see the purplish head of a very nice cock peeking into our booth.

I reached up and lightly stroked the head with my fingertips. We heard a groan, “Uuuuuuugh,” from the other side of the wall as the stranger pushed his cock all the way in! It was a nice one, 7-inches or so, cut and thick. I asked Barbara, “Yes or no?”

“Yes…hell yesss,” she murmured. 

I was on my knees instantly, about to suck this beautiful cock, while my wife watched. I looked into Barbara’s eyes as I licked that cock up one side and down the other. When I got back to the top, I opened my mouth and slipped my lips over the head. Tightening my lips I slid my mouth down his thick shaft. By the third bob the head hit the back of my throat.

She licked her lips and slipped her right hand up her dress. I didn’t know who would cum first, but the next groan, “Uuuuuuuuuum,” from the booth next door solved that. I was on a down stroke when he started cumming.

I motioned to Barbara and she was there in a second, kneeling in the goo and slim beside me and sharing the cum.

Gawd, I love this woman.

We licked him clean and then kissed each other wildly, sharing every drop of his cum.

We were so excited that we didn’t even notice when he had left or that another man had entered the booth until his cock was waving in our faces. I sat back on the chair and told Barbara, “This one was all hers.” 

My balls were about to explode as I watched Barbara suck this new stranger. She’d sucked me off so many times that I knew what he was experiencing. Barbara can really suck. It wasn’t long and I could hear Barbara gulping down his hot load. Spent, he pulled out and was gone. 

As we shared more salty kisses, I asked, “Would you like to see me get fucked?”

By now, she knew I wasn’t joking about any of this. I showed her the small tube of KY that I’d brought along. Excitedly she greased up my ass as we waited for our next guest.

Barbara pointed and laughed at the huge black cock suddenly sticking through the hole! No way was that thing going up my ass. It was long, but that was OK. It was black, but I didn’t care about that either. But it was way too thick for my ass. One look and I said, “No way in hell. You fuck this one.”

Barbara’s eyes lit up as she hiked up her dress and backed up to the hole. We both guided that monster up her soaking wet pussy. What a glorious sight. I had a close up view of this big black cock stretching and slamming in and out of my wife’s pussy. 

I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I kneaded and played with her breasts and fingered her clit as Barbara had the longest and hardest orgasm I’ve ever seen her have. 

With a loud, “Uuuuuuugh,” he buried the monster deep into her and filled her with his cum.

We stayed until we’d used all $25 worth of the tokens and quarters I had, plus all the quarters Barbara had in her purse. I licked two loads of cum out of her pussy and took two loads up my ass. We lost track of how many anonymous cocks we sucked.

We’ve made many more trips back to that bookstore and others that were recommended to us. 

We started taking a Polaroid camera along to document our adventures. We have several photo albums that remind us of the days before sex became unsafe. I miss those days.

The end…

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Blood racing through my body, my breath quickening I follow Him towards the exit of the station. As I pass through the barriers, I glance around quickly at all the regular commuters, totally unaware of what I’m about to do. I feel a surge of excitement and feel my cock begin to get hard in my pants.

He reaches the exit door, steps out into the street, and pauses. I stop. He doesn’t turn around, instead sets his bag down on the ground and slowly removes his suit jacket. As I guessed, his rippling body pops in all the right places as he does this. I see biceps, triceps and abs flex tight under his crisp shirt. He picks up his bag again and takes a left, away from the throng of people heading for the nearby supermarket.

My heart still racing, I follow closely behind. He takes another left, this time down a small alleyway. The entrance is mostly overgrown with weeds with litter scattered on the ground. He leads the way confidently, so I think nothing of the slightly dingy location. As I step through into the alley, I realise we’re heading around the back of the tube station, to a row of lock-ups and maintenance sheds that I presume serve the station. This part of the track is above ground, so from this vantage point I can see down onto the tracks below, I can even see people getting on and off the train that has just pulled in. He stops.

‘Get on your knees’. He commands. I comply.

I hastily fall to my knees in front of him. He steps forwards and pushes me back with one strong hand. I shuffle backwards towards a low wall behind me. From down on the platform I am completely obscured, and he must just look like he’s standing on his own. He pushes his crotch up against my face and for the first time I inhale the deep, amazing smell of his cock. Pushed up against my face, even through two layers of fabric I feel like I can taste it. I stick my tongue out, but as soon as I do he pulls away sharply and shakes his head.

‘No touching.’ He tells me.

Desperate to touch this incredible man, but being told I’m not allowed drives me nuts. I shift on my knees and lick my lips. My eyes stay transfixed on his bulge. I must look like the horniest slut he has ever seen!

He steps closer again (this time I do as I’m told and remain motionless) slowly unbuckles his belt, and pulls it off. Holding the belt in one hand, he unzips his trousers with the other. His trousers don’t fall down because his meaty dick is holding them up.

‘You can pull down the trousers,’ he says authoritatively, ‘but not the pants. They stay on, you hear me?’ I barely hear what he says as I greedily pull down his trouser to reveal a tight white pair of boxer shorts, bulging at the seams with what looks like the biggest bulge I have ever seen.

‘Please?’ I plead with him, reaching for his pants, desperate to taste his thick dark meat in my mouth. ‘Not yet, slut’. He tells me, batting my hand away.

‘Put your hands behind your back,’ he continues.’ I do as I’m told and clasp my hands together behind me back. He leans over me, pushing his crotch into my face as he reaches behind me and wraps his belt around my wrists, then pulls it tight. The leather stings as it catches my skin, but I’m so consumed by having face full of his bulge that I don’t care. He straightens back up, one end of the belt still in hand, and smiles at me.

‘No hands,’ he says, ‘fags like you always waste time with your hands when it’s your mouth and pussy that we want.’ My breathing gets heavier as I realise just how much I want to be his fag, his fuck toy, his bottom slut. ‘Now,’ he says slowly, ‘you’re going to worship my dick’.

With one hand he slowly pulls down his tight boxers. As he does so, the biggest, thickest dick I’ve ever seen springs out, already semi-hard, and points directly at me. I don’t have a tape measure to hand, but I know from experience that it’s at least 9.5 inches long and so thick I can barely get my head around how I’m going to suck it. His balls are big and heavy, hanging low between his legs like a bull. His foreskin, pulled back, reveals a large glistening helmet ready for licking.

Without another word he steps forward, I open my mouth, and he plunges all 9.5 inches of his thick black cock deep into my mouth. I gag as he continues to push into my mouth, his cock edging further and further down my throat. I splutter and my eyes begin to water, but he just tightens the belt and pushes more. With his free hand he grabs the back of my head and pulls my throat onto him. I struggle to breathe at first, but learn to take quick breaths through my nose as he refuses to do anything but push further and deeper with his cock. Once he has pushed as far as he can, and my throat can take no more, he stops. Holding his dick in place he looks down at me, tears streaming down my face, saliva dripping from my mouth, and I look up at him. We make eye contact again and I suddenly realise that I’ve spent my whole life waiting for a black God like this to make me his bitch. He smiles at me, showing his perfect white teeth, and says, ‘now we’re gonna see how good you are at sucking cock’.

A tiny spike of fear rises in me as I realise what’s coming. His eyes glisten as he slowly pulls his cock out of my mouth. I feel a sense of relief as he pulls out inch after inch of meat, but also a deep longing for it to return. I know what’s coming, I know he’s going to fuck my throat as hard as he can. I know I’m going to gag and choke and cough but I don’t care. As soon as he has pulled his dick out of my mouth completely I feel empty. I keep my mouth wide open as his lets his dick hover just millimeters from my lips. I see it twitch, I see the precum dripping from the head. He gently pushes it up against my lips, letting me kiss it, before pulling back. I’m desperate now, I need it back inside me. I edge closer, lick my lips and gesture for him to let me suck again. He lines up his dick with my mouth, guided this time by his hand, and once again forces his meat back into my mouth.

‘Open wide,’ he says, ‘this is going to get rough’.

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It was nearing the end of the night ata flat in bristol. Three boys sat on the floor in a loft conversionas people fell asleep downstairs after a night of drinking. They allhadnt seen each other for a long while after parting ways after graduation.

 Jake a tall, slim, hippie type was sat with his back against a bed clutching a bottle of red wine, across from him sat cross legged was Myles a guy who took care of his appearance but still stayed very modest and at times shy, he spent a lot of time in the gym and had the most developed body of the three boys. The third was a cute dark haired boy named lewis, with a very similar body type to jake but where jake had very little body hair, Lewis had a layer of dark hair over his chest and legs.

 All three boys were exited to being each others company again and talked and laughed into the early hours. The topic turned at one point, led by Jake, to nudity. Jake was going on one of his classic rants about how stupid it is we hide our naked bodys from each other.

 “like I know exactly what you guys have got and you know what iv got so why do we bother hiding such an unimportant part of ourselves from each other.” the other two boys laughed and agreed. Jake continued “i mean I usually feel so comfortable being naked with people, like you know you can be completely honest with them”. Lewis was the only gay guy of the three and his heart started to race at the thought of what jake wassaying. Lewis had had many fantasies about both the other two boy sand was struggling to keep a clear head.

 Myles added “yeah sort of you cant have anything to hide from each other”. There was a pause and Myles jokingly said “ is this the part where we all get naked then?”

 Jake the only one not looking a little nervous said “ if I had the energy I totally would.” 

Lewis wanted to know how far this would go and said “ I guess we could just all show each other our dicks, if that would count” he said it as if it were a joke so to not seem too keen. Myles laughed and took a swig of his drink. There was another pause and then Jake confidently reached down his pants and pulled out his dick and balls. He hooked his trousers under his balls and lent back on the bed. Myles and Lewis laughed with nervousness and shock. Lewis had a rush of excitement shoot down his spine into his groin, he tried to suppress it as he was sure if the others knew he was getting aroused, the excitement would surely end.

 Jake looked at the other two “see no big deal. I feel totallycomfortable with you guys, your my friends and I have nothing to hide from you.” Myles was the most nervous of them all. He had allways been slightly intimidated by Jakes free spiritedness, and admired his confidence. He decided to do something very uncharictaristic and followed Jakes lead. He unbuttoned his jeans shuffled them down slightly and pulled out his dick and balls allso. Jake put his hand up to Myles for a high five “ see? feels fine right?” Myles high fived Jake and laughed. He tried to seem natural but his heart was racing with nervs.

 Lewis couldnt help taking a few lustfull glances at the other two while he tried to compose himself. He allways felt slightly on the outside for being gay and was worried the other two would feel uncomfortable with him if he was obviously turned on. He wanted to curl his legs up and keep his crotch hidden but that would only have made it obvious. “well now I feel left out.” said Lewis.

 “just do it man” replied Jake.

 Lewis knelt up and pulled down his trousers and pants to his knees. He had managed to keep his erection to a slight cemi no one would notice. All three boys cheered then laughed. “it does feel pretty liberating” lewis said. 

The three boys sat there talking and laughing with all there privates on show for several minuts, befor Dave, whos flat and bedroom it was opened the trap door and enterd the room. He was a fun party guy with a cute face, some facial hair. He was the shortest of all the guys but had good muscle tone. He turned to face the others on the floor with a can in his hand and it took him a few seconds to relise what he was seeing. The three boys on the floor looked up at him with cheeky smiles waiting for a reaction. When Dave noticed all three of his friends had their dicks out he froze in shock and then started laughing. “What the fuck? Uuuhh what have I just walked in on?”

Jake answered in the same placid dreamy tone he allways spoke in “just chillin with our dicks out.”

 Dave was unsure what to do fora moment then responded “any reason?”

 “we were gunna get naked but none of us could be bothered.” all four guys laughed at the absurdity of the situation. Dave sat down on the floor aswell “Okay.This is totally not what I expected to see coming up here but whatever.” he was very surprised and couldnt help looking at each guys privates, he was quite a hit with the girls but he so rarely saw other men naked, he was very curious but didnt want to show it. “So did you guys start on ass’s and work up to balls?”

 For Lewis the tention was fading away with all the laughter. “no we thought we would cut out the middle man.” Myles who was Daves closest friend felt more comfortable having him there. “a bit weird weve seen each others cocks but not asses.”

 there was a brief silence as no one was sure what to say but it was broken by Jake confidently standing up turning around and dropping his pants to the ground. Dave laughed again and Lewis felt another wave of arousal at the sight of Jakes ass, jake was very skinny but his butt looked firm, squeezable. Completely hairless. He forced his head away and tried to think of something els. He looked at Myles and Dave and they were both staring at Jakes behind aswell. Jake put his hands on his hips in a casual way. He really was completely comfortable with nudity. Myles jokingly reached across and slapped Jakes ass. All four boys laughed and Jake sat back down, but this time he remover his trousers and pants completely. “whos next then?” Jake asked leaning back on the bed with his legs bent at the knee but spread wide.

 Lewis wondered what was going on in the others heads. The other three were supposedly straight but he wondered wether they were enjoying this as much as he was. He suddenly felt he wanted the others to know how he was feeling, he wanted them to look at him the way they had just looked at Jake. He knelt up turned around and pulled down his pants, lifted his shirt. The other three started to laugh as they all slaped Lewis’s bare ass at the same time. Lewis felt more turned on than he had since he was a young teenager, he wanted them to do it again. The feeling of there hands on his ass lingered and Lewis shut his eyes for a second to fully remember it. His dick still wasnt fully hard but it was noticably bigger. He turned back and sat down half covering himself.

 Dave looked at Myles “you go first.” Myles looked nervous. He had gone red and was looking at the floor, he took a swig and stood up. Myles had a great body he worked out and his butt was muscular, Lewis had fantasised about Myles’s ass a lot. Befor he did anything Dave made a comment about who would get to slap Myles ass. He slowly pulled his waistband over his butt and continued it to the floor. Lewis gazed in paralysing excitement his ass was big, round and pale. Lewis desperatly wanted to grab and squeez it.

Dave was the one to reach out and make contact, he slapped and then held his hand there “fucking hell dude, your ass is hard as a rock.” the atmosphear was getting increasingly confusing. All four was wondering where this joke would end. “my turn I guess” said Dave who at this point had been fully clothed the whole time. He quickly jumped over kneeling away pulled down his pants. He cheekily spanked himself, lent forward and playfully pulled apart his ass  cheeks,  jake took the opportunity to spank dave rigt on his asshole, to the sound of everyone laughing and cheering. Dave turned to sit back in the circle and started laughing in supprise “Lewis has an erection” he pointed at Lewis’s cock which was sticking straight up.

 Being sat across from dave bending over, looking at his hot pink asshole had made Lewiss dick too hard to cover up. Lewis was unsure what to say and obviously looked embarrassed. Jake looked, laughed,and said “dont worry man. I think were impressed you made it this long”. Lewis breathed a huge sigh of relief and was surprised they didnt seem to mind him being obviously aroused.

 “was this your plan all along Lewis?” said dave. 

“hey it was Jakes idea I was just happy to go along with it.” lewis looked down to see he was probably harder than he ever had been. He had to fight the idea of grabbing it and jacking off. He looked up at the others and noticed something. “ hey Myles is looking pretty hard too, thats definatly a lot fatter than earlyer, sorry myles had to take some of the hea toff me.”

 “wow Myles im impressed.” said Jake “ quite a big one you got there.” everyone was laughing. The ridiculous of thesituation was suddenly apparent. Then Jake supprised everyone and reached forward and grabed Lewiss cock in one hand and Myless in the other. The laughing stoped as everone stared wide eyed at the scene.“yeah Lewiss is still harder”.

 Dave burst out in laughter “oh my god Jake. Now I feel left out haha.” Jake smiled at Dave and dave knelt up for Jake. Jake grabed daves dick and squeezed it, then he playfully pulled down daves erect penis to let it slap against hiss stomach. They all lent back to there seating positions and sat in silence for a moment. The momentum seemed to keep escelating. No one knowing where it would end. All four boys now had hard cocks and none seemed embarased. Jake lay his legs flat at gestured to his cock and balls while looking at everyone. Laughing once again at what was going on, they all reached over. 

Lewis said “okay il go for the balls, Myles you go for the shaft, dave handle the tip.” Jake sat back as the other three of his close friends now closer than ever played with his dick and balls. He enjoyed watching as miles squeezed his thick dick with his strong hands and dave played with jakes forskin, pulling it up and down over the head. Jake, unintentional whispered “fuck”under his breath. dave heard and he suddenly felt proud of makeing Jake say that, he looked at Jake’s face as he played with the tip of his cock. watched Jake lick his full lips. Jake felt like an alpha male having the other three boys pleasuring him.

“oh god where is this going to end”said dave.

“your the one who was so keen to show us his asshole” replyed Myles.

 “oh come one if anyones getting fucked tonight its lewis.”

Lewis was allmost brought to climax just at dave saying this. Allfour boys now had hard cocks. Dave and Myles gently stroked there own erections. “oh come on” answerd Lewis “im gunna be pretty pised off id I dont at least get a pinky in someones ass…. anyone?”

 “if it means not having a dick in my ass il take the pinky.”replied Myles. 

“come on then” said Jake “ les talk more pinky. Bend over myles,  lets see that hole boy.” Myles, unsure if they were actually going to do anything still stood up removed his trousers and boxers they all gazed up and his huge thick dick. He then turned over on all fours.  The other three crouded around. Jake slapped his ass with both hands and spread his cheeks apart. Jake stared for a moment at Myles hole, followed it down his hairy gooch to his balls hanging between his legs.  Lewis leant over and spit on myles hole. Miles arched his back in suprise. Dave then did the same leaning over and spitting on myles hole while jake squeezed his cheecks. Then jake couldnt help himself, he burried his face between his huge muscular ass cheecks and licked his hole. Myles moned he suddenly felt a little scared at how ravenous his ass had turned the other boys 

“just a pinky right?” jake leaned back as lewis rubbed his index finger over the tight wet hole then pushed it in, the boys all watched closely lewis’s finger going in and out.

 “think you can handle two?” said Lewis. Myles laughed now vary tense at what a vulnerable position he was in.

 “i can take it” he tried to seem like he was wasnt phased. lewis smiled at dave, then dave grinned and  slowly inserted a finger next to lewis.followed by jake, all three fingering myles at the same time. Myles loudly moaned. Jake reached between his legs and pulled back Myles hard dick, which made him arch his back further, as jake let go it slapped against his stomach. he was sudenly scared of his close friends they would fuck him. Pound his fat virgin ass one after another. Fill his hole with hot jizz. “FUCK ME FUCK ME” he screamed out. To his own supprise.

Dave then pushed the others aside as lust took over him he had to have that ass. He slid the head of his erection over the tight wet hole and pushed his rock hard cock in all the way making myles howel.

 “ tell me you love my dick” shouted dave. 

“i loveit I love it” whined myles. 

Dave grabed Myles shoulders and rammed his ass slapping against his round cheeks “i love you myles I love you myles.”

 “i love youto dave fuck me dave.”

 dave got faster and faster “ I love you myles your my best friend and im fucking you harder than any girl iv ever fucked. I love you I love you.”dave shot more cum inside myles ass that he ever came befor. Myles loved it.

 As myles lay worn outwith jizz all over and in his ass jake pounced on him lifting him up by his legs and licking the jizz of his ass. Sucking daves warm jizz out myles ass hole and fucked myles mouth while he rubed his face in myles ass. Myles gagged a few times as jake pushed his dick in all the way. Jake fucked myles face until he came . Cum overflowed out myles mouth over his face. Myles lay in an exhausted heap on the floor panting. 

Then it was lewis’s turn he flipped myles over on his front and spread his fat cheeks and stared at his wet hole. Then he slowly slid his cock in while myles let out a moan. Lewis loved the feeling of slamming into those big ass cheeks, his balls slapping against myles’s. Dave stood in front and held myles head up as he rubbed his cemi hard dick over his face. Myles stuck out his tongue and panted like a dog as Dave rubbed his balls and dick over his face and wet tongue. Jake stradled Myles arched back and kissed dave hard. then he turned around and did the same to lewis. Jakes tounge in his mouth made him cum. he came deep into Myles hole. Myles collapsed face down exhausted. all four lied down naked and went to sleep in a big wet heap as the sun was just rising outside.

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