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It was the first set of pole dancing Saturday night and both Danny and Diego were on the poles. This was Danny’s only set. Sam had said he’d do the Saturday night specials only once a month. He wasn’t being solicitous toward Danny on this; he had decided that he’d make more money by having the regular patrons’ tongues hanging out for the rarity of a once-a-month fix. Diego would take the second, complete strip down set as well as the last, sex show.

The crowd was loud and rowdy, the room full of smoke, and Danny was slow dancing the pole in a red sequined thong, focusing his attention on the guys muscling each other for position below the stage, the guys leering and talking dirty. He watched for the flash of greenbacks, trying to see the denomination, and whenever he saw a ten or twenty, he’d swing out from the pole close to the edge to let some tongue-wagging guy stuff a bill into his waistband and, if he wanted, to get a quick grope.

Thus it was that he didn’t see them come in and find a table near the back of the room until they were settled. There were Kyle and Billy, but there also was Lawrence, the guy from the gray-wood, soaring beach mansion with the turquoise patio furniture. The guy who was married to some woman with a turquoise bathing suit and a light-blue Lexis SUV who had a couple of teenage children–and who had made Danny fantasize about having a home and stability. That was unfair, Danny knew. Lawrence hadn’t really offered him a home or stability and there was no reason why he couldn’t fuck Danny and be married too. Danny knew he’d done the come on, standing out there on the beach outside the guy’s house and putting himself on display–on offer. But Danny didn’t feel rational now.

It irritated him too to see Lawrence with Kyle and Billy, who had a relationship that Danny envied.

Danny decided to tease Lawrence, to punish him with an exhibition of what he was missing. He stopped just dancing on the pole. He started to make love to it, slow love to the sound of “Bolero” now being spun by the DJ on the audio system. He embraced the pole and ran his hands up and down the pole. He kissed it, making love to it. Making it come alive as an entirely different kind of pole. The crowd noticed the change in his relationship to the pole and they were panting for it.

He straddled the pole with his legs and began rubbing his thighs up and down on the pole. “Somehow” the snaps at the sides of his thong became undone, and a gasp went through the swirl of watchers as the thong dropped to the floor of the stage and Danny started to run the underside of his cock up and down the pole. He used a vision of what he’d done with Lawrence and what he’d seen Kyle do with Billy to harden himself up. He arched his torso out from the pole and slung his head back, so that the crowd could see the ecstasy in his face.

Another gasp and cheers rippled through the crowd as he ejaculated up the pole.

He was beyond the beaded curtain and nearly to the door to his room, when Lawrence caught up with him and spun him around.

“I want you. Where–?”

“What were you going to do when your family arrived yesterday? Lock me in that room in the basement?” Danny answered, angry. Knowing there was no reason why he should be. He was just a fuck boy. Lawrence had no obligations to him.

“They showed up unexpectedly. Cynthia and I are divorcing. But the kids wanted a weekend at the beach. They didn’t call that they were coming.”

“So, you should be there with them,” Danny answered.

“God, that pole dance. I want you in the worst way. What’s through this door?”

“Lawrence. No. I don’t want . . . this isn’t what I wanted from you.”

“This is what you’re getting from me.” Lawrence had his cock out, poking at Danny’s belly. He had Danny crowded against the wall, next to the door into his room. Danny wasn’t about to let Lawrence know, though, that they could slip into Danny’s room. If Lawrence was going to force him, it could be right here where Jose had taken him the first night. Lawrence was no better than Jose. They were both takers.

Lawrence was showing every indication that’s exactly how he was going to take Danny. There in the hallway, against the wall.

“I know you want it. Monday afternoon you’ll be back on the beach begging for me to give it to you again,” Lawrence growled. He was forcing his pelvis between Danny’s thighs, lifting Danny off the floor and, with hands under his thighs, spreading them and rolling Danny’s butt up to the bulb of his hard, jutting cock.

But then he was being pulled off Danny and spun away, and Danny went down on the hard, wood floor of the dark corridor like a sack of potatoes.

“Get off him, Larry,” a rich, baritone voice was demanding. “He said no. Get out of here before the bouncers show up and give you a beating.”

It didn’t take any longer than that for Lawrence to dissolve. Kyle gently pulled Danny up from the floor. “You OK? He didn’t hurt you?”

“No, I’m fine,” Danny said. There was a catch in his voice, though, and his eyes looked like those of a wounded calf as Kyle looked down in his face. Kyle’s arms had been wrapped around Danny’s torso as he lifted him. Now, rather than parting, he was embracing the naked pole dancer even closer. Danny could not hide his arousal–indeed, he had no want to do so.

Danny’s face was exhibiting so much want and he was trembling so in Kyle’s embrace, that, out of pure instinct, Kyle lowered his face to Danny’s and they went into a deep, searching, full-of-mutual need kiss.

“My room is here, just here,” Danny whispered when Kyle freed his lips. “No charge. I just need . . . I just need . . .”

Kyle’s face was full of embarrassment and concern. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m committed. I’m so sorry.”

And then he was gone.

* * * *

Danny agonized through Sunday. He had finally been touched by a man who not only was totally arousing–the daddy Danny now admitted to himself that he was seeking–but who valued commitment. Danny also now realized that this was what he was searching for. Not casual or kinky sex, but a sense of home, stability, commitment. But with great sex too.

Realizing that was what he wanted, though, wasn’t bringing it to him. He had brushed against it with Kyle Saturday night, and it had sailed on by him. Danny pouted through much of Sunday, but that night he was castigating himself, telling himself that he wasn’t worth a Kyle, that he had no reason to raise his sights and his hopes above the reality that was his life.

And in the night, the need had started to gnaw at him too. He’d told Sam he needed a couple of days to himself. And Sam was respecting that. In the night, Danny listened for the sound of the knob turning and the squeak of his door and Sam covering his body and entering him, giving him relief. But it didn’t happen. And sometime in the night, not being able to help himself, Danny began to think of Lawrence. He was a daddy who met many of Danny’s wants and needs. He was a one-time fuck and not affectionate, but he was a hunk of a daddy with a capability of reaching Danny’s depths with his cock. Lawrence hadn’t lied to him about having a family. The evidence had been there if Danny had been open to looking for it. And Lawrence said he was getting a divorce. Maybe. Maybe it could work out. It wouldn’t be fully satisfying, but it was probably more than Danny deserved. Certainly more than he should except.

But Lawrence had said, with a smirk on his face, that Danny would be back on Monday, standing on the beach outside the house, waiting for Lawrence to come down to him. If he returned, Danny wondered if they would start under the pier again–if he had to build up again to being let back into the house.

But why think of that? Danny agonized. Lawrence had sneered, sure of himself. Danny wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. Early in the morning of Monday, Danny finally was able to go to sleep. But even then he tossed and turned.

At 2:00 p.m. on Monday Danny was standing east of the Kismet pier, on the beach, turned away from the water of the bay and toward the soaring gray-wood house with the turquoise patio furniture. He started to move toward the house but stopped in his tracks when he saw them. Lawrence and Billy on the lower deck. Billy lying on his back on a turquoise patio table, and Lawrence standing between his spread thighs. Fucking him hard.

* * * *

Standing on another beach, in Cherry Grove now, his back to the water and staring at another gray-wood beach house with soaring, sail-like rooflines.

Kyle walked slowly, deliberately out onto the beach to meet Danny. He was wearing white boxer swim shorts; nothing else. Danny shivered at the Zeus-like beauty of the man. His deep tan, the patches of curly dark hair swirling around his nipples and moving in a line down his sternum and into the low-slung line of his waistband. A hint of more luxurious curls there. The same curls on his forearms and his legs. A lock of hair drooping down on his forehead. Sad eyes.

Danny didn’t realize until now how arousing a hirsute man was to him. A mature man. A man who had kept his body in great shape.

“You know where I live,” Kyle said when he reached Danny.

“Yes, I’ve been here before. I’ve seen you and Billy . . . on the deck.”

“Billy’s left me.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“Yes, I’ve seen him with Lawrence. At Lawrence’s house in Kismet.”

“I designed Lawrence’s beach house. His wife, Cynthia, is my cousin.”

“She likes turquoise.”

“I know,” Kyle said. He laughed then, relaxing a bit. “I couldn’t convince her to tone it down.”

“Lawrence told me they were getting a divorce.”

“First I heard. She’s the one with the money. I can’t see Lawrence giving that up.”

“Billy couldn’t make a commitment to you?”

“No he couldn’t–or at least he wouldn’t. He said he did, but then I’d catch him giving it out to some young stud. I’m too old for him. I couldn’t see beyond the lies. My loss, but I think he and Lawrence make a good pair. I’ve been worried for some time it would come to that.”

“I don’t think it’s your loss, and you’re not too old. You’re a hunk. You showed me how important commitment is. You helped me realize how important it is to me too. Home. Stability. Commitment. Just one lover.”

“Just one?”

“Yes, just one. One lover to hold me and to give me stability. To love me so I’ll be too well loved to take on anyone else. A sexy, mature man.”

“May I kiss you again?” Kyle asked.

“Yes, please, I ache for it.”

Kyle pulled Danny into his chest and they engaged in a kiss, longer, even more sweet than the one in Sam’s Bar. Afterward Danny, shorter than Kyle, went back down off his tiptoes and buried his face in Kyle’s chest hair. Kissing and tonguing, finding his taut nipples.

“Will you come up to the house with me?” Kyle’s voice was hoarse, needy. “What I mean is will you come into my bed?”

* * * *

They lay stretched out, embracing, on the king-sized bed in the master bedroom.

“I don’t know if it’s wise,” Kyle murmured, holding back, having second thoughts. “I don’t know if I can do this again. Billy wasn’t the first. None of them worked out. Fire Island is just too open, too hedonist. Maybe if we had met elsewhere.”

“Is it because you saw me at Sam’s Bar?”

“No. Yes, maybe a little. Oh, I don’t know. Maybe we just shouldn’t start into . . .”

“That wasn’t me. I was only there three weeks. I came to the island searching for something. Here, now, with you, I have found it.”

“It’s easy to say that now, but–”

“A sign of commitment? Is that what you need?” Danny asked, lifting his torso off of Kyle’s and looking down into his eyes.

Kyle didn’t answer. But in not answering, he was giving an answer.

“I have nothing in life. Just a duffle bag with a few clothes in it. And a dirty book about Fire Island that I suspect you don’t need to read. This is the only thing of value to me,” Danny said. His hand was clutching the dog tags dangling down and nestling in the matted hair between Kyle’s pecs.

“So,” he continued, “The best I can give you as a token of commitment are these. They’re all I have of my dad. It’s all of him that came back from Iraq. I need a daddy, Kyle. A strong daddy. A daddy who will take me to heaven and ride me on the clouds–forever. This is my commitment to a man who will do that for me. I am not Billy.” Danny took the chain off his neck. Kyle, his eyes, full of tears, lifted his head off the pillow to permit Danny to put the chain around his neck. He reached up and took the dog tags in his hand, brought them to his lips, and kissed them.

Danny began working his lips and hands down the line of Kyle’s body, as the man shuddered under his touch and groaned his pleasure. His hard cock was thick and long. Danny could hardly get his lips around it, but he managed, and Kyle moaned for him. Danny’s mouth moved down to Kyle’s balls and he took the ball sack into his mouth and rolled the balls around with his tongue.

One. Two . . . three. Three? Danny slurped the sack out and looked up the line of Kyle’s now-heaving body. Kyle smiled down at him.

“You said something about riding the clouds forever. I hope you’re up to it. I don’t know if having more than two makes a difference, but . . .”

“Show me.”

Danny was laying on his back at the edge of the bed, Kyle holding his legs out, clasping Danny’s ankles. Kyle had said he wanted to watch Danny’s face the first time he took him. Danny was arching his back and moaning as Kyle slowly entered him, just to where his bulb rubbed across Danny’s prostate, relentlessly working the spot until, with a jerk and a lurch, Danny ejaculated. Kyle moved deeper inside him them, fucking in earnest. Danny cried out in passion, clutching at the hair on Kyle’s chest, digging for the nipples. Kyle lowered his torso on Danny’s and they kissed. Danny’s hands went around to Kyle’s shoulder blades, hanging onto the hair there too, as Kyle pumped him hard to a second coming. Kyle kept on pumping to a climax of his own.

Danny was panting, whispering how good it had been–and meaning it–as Kyle pulled out of him and slipped the spent condom off his cock. The younger man moaned as he watched the older stud roll another one on, his cock still hard.

“A bull. You’re a bull.”

“You need me to stop?”

“Oh, shit no. But you’re a bull. No man . . .”

“All of those men at Sam’s, and none of them–?”

“Not anywhere close. It’s you. Fuck me again, Daddy.”

Kyle grabbed Danny’s waist with his hands; turned him, belly down on the bed; and moved up onto the bed on his knees. He pulled Danny’s inert, fully satisfied body up the bed to where he was fully on it, grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under Danny’s belly, which raised Danny’s buttocks. Straddling Danny’s hips with his knees, Kyle was inside him again. Pumping again. Danny moaned. He was on those clouds. After an eternity, Kyle was jerking and puffing out an exclamation of satisfaction, filling out the bulb of his condom once more.

The older man lowered his chest on Danny’s back and Danny turned his head so that they could kiss.

“Exhausted? You need to rest?”

“No. No, please. Fuck me to heaven.”

Kyle laughed. He went up on his knees again, ran one hand under Danny to his belly, and pulled him farther up onto his knees. The other hand snaked under Danny and encased his cock. Danny came again after several minutes with a jerk and a low moan. Kyle let him fall back to the bed, grabbed his wrists and pulled Danny’s torso off the bed and up toward him, and started to rock Danny’s body on his buried cock. Kyle ejaculated again but only pulled out of Danny’s channel long enough to change condoms and then he brought Danny up to his hands and knees and started fucking him doggie style.

Danny’s rocks were aching–empty but challenged to flow again–and his knees were shaking and grew weak enough that he collapsed on the bed. Kyle rode down with him. With a laugh Kyle turned his body half circle on Danny’s, grabbed Danny’s ankles, and, stretching his own body out in an arc, fucked down into Danny at a reverse angle. Danny had never had this done to him before. He never even knew it could be done. The different angle of the thrusting and pulsating cock inside him was punishing entirely new surfaces of his channel. Danny moaned deeply, aroused, but too drained to harden up. Somehow this didn’t matter, though. It made him ride the clouds of pleasure in an entirely different dimension. Kyle, still hard as a rock, just kept on fucking to another climax.

This time he stretched along Danny’s body, pulling the fully exhausted, more than satiated body into his. He kissed Danny in the hollow of his neck and then on the lips when Danny turned his face to him.

“Have I used you up? Can’t take any more of me?” Kyle whispered.

“Never enough,” Danny whispered back. “I can’t . . . and if you can’t . . . but never enough of you.”

“What I wanted to hear,” Kyle murmured. And then, while he was adjusting, changing condoms again, “You are so sweet. It’s like I’m taking a virgin each time. Your tight channel–even after all those men. But just right. Taking all of those has made you ready for me, able to take me at long stretches. Billy never fully satisfied my need. But you, innocent and tough at the same time. You send me over the sun each time.”

“Oh, god. Oh, shit, oh, yesss,” Danny cried out. Kyle, behind him, was lifting his upper leg and working his thick, hard cock into Danny’s hole again in a side split. Kyle tightened a hand on his belly, and, huffing, Danny wrapped an arm around the back of Kyle’s neck and moaned for the taking.

“Here we go again! Deeper! Yes!”

Later, both panting heavily, cooling down, Kyle still fully embracing Danny.

“You can sleep here, with me, of course. But you’ll have a room of your own. You can set it up anyway you like. It can be private. You don’t have to let me in. We’ll have a lock–”

“Can you fuck me there too? Late at night? Wake me up fucking me?”

“If you want. That would suit me. My balls ache when I don’t get it a couple of times a day.”

Danny moaned. But it was a good moan.

“And an allowance. You can have money of your own. No need to work at Sam’s or anywhere else. I’ll go back with you to get your–”

“There’s nothing there I want. Everything I want, need, is right here.” The dog tags were brushing against Danny’s cheek, but that isn’t what he meant either.

“Kyle?”

“Yes?”

“I can’t believe Billy gave this up.” But he was only saying that to assuage Kyle’s ego. He very much could see Billy giving up relentless fucking in exchange for Lawrence’s one shots, as long as Billy got the same number of toys from each. That was Billy, though, not Danny. But, thinking of that beach at Kismet, Danny had another thought. “Do you have a sailboat?”

“I own a marina. Of course I have a sailboat. You can learn how to run the marina. And we’ll get you registered at the junior college here. I’ll take good care of you.”

“Can you take me out on the water sometime? Fuck me on the sailboat?”

“Wherever you want. Whenever you want. Right now again, unless you tell me to stop.”

Danny pulled Kyle over on top of him, kissing him all over his face, licking his chest hair and nipping at his nipples, while Kyle fumbled around changing his condom once more.

Then it was Kyle kneeling between Danny’s thighs, knees under Danny’s buttocks, and Kyle running his hands up and down Danny’s legs stretched up Kyle’s chest. Fucking him hard and deep again. Their eyes locked in a dance of lust, of love.

Danny riding the clouds. Forever.

– Fini –

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“Get up, my little sleepy head,” Walt said, then playfully slapped my bottom. “You don’t want to be late!”

I was graduating college, today! Not only was I getting my art history degree, I was also getting my Masters! Nina was getting her degree, also. Miguel and Silve, the Garza’s, Jackie, and Tracy would be there. Roger and Stephanie planned to attend. Walt was taking us all to dinner afterwards.

We were showering together. I love showers with Walt. He pays particular attention to all of me, soaping me thoroughly. You’d be surprised how difficult it is to cover me with soap when I have my arms wrapped around your neck and kissing you passionately! My bottom gets most the attention then. He tells me my eyes shine brighter when I’m wet. I love him washing my long hair! His hands are in my hair, our mouths joined ,and my hands are wrapped around his huge eleven inch cock. That’s all I usually soap. After all, this is about me! I wonder if he ever wishes he’d hooked up with someone closer to his age rather than with me. He’s twenty years older, but I don’t care for men my age.

He soon came in my hands, and then it was time to get out. I was ready to fuck, but he reminded me of the time. Walt made me dress nicely since we were going to a very nice restaurant for an early supper after graduation. Before we left he handed me a small box. Inside was a beautiful pearl necklace and matching earrings!

As he helped me with the necklace, he whispered in my ear, “Maybe you’ll model these for me later.” Translation: “I want to see these on your naked body!”

Graduation went well. Nina and I hugged afterwards. Walt took us all to a very expensive restaurant. I could tell Miguel and Silve were impressed. Walt is well off, but not wealthy. He must have saved for a long time for this! I was suitably impressed!

—————–

Later that night, as I lay next to him, Walt asked my plans. I discussed teaching in a junior college. He offered to pay if I wanted to continue my education.

“Would you like to get your doctorate, or maybe consider another field? Say, architecture?” He asked.

“Could you afford both?” I teased.

“If you want.”

I got out of bed and grabbed one of my textbooks. I lay on my stomach and opened it up.

“What are you doing?” he asked with a confused looking.

“The only part of my art degree you really followed was my ass!” I teased. “Otherwise, you would have noticed, I minored in architecture and design. I only need a couple of semesters to get another major.”

I wiggled my ass enticingly. “Come fuck me, and I will tell you all about it.”

Walt lubed and pushed his fat cock head in. As usual, it hurt like hell at first. As he slid further in, the pain diminished. He fucked me slowly, making sure I took his entire eleven inches! He would look over my shoulder as I explained the different building styles and the engineering involved in their construction. He ground his pelvis against my bottom as he filled my ass completely.

Finally, he said, “Angie, please shut up and let me fuck you in peace!”

I laughed, “Start fucking me harder and I’ll moan for you, instead.”

He started nibbling my neck and shoulders and thrust harder. He hit the end of my chute so hard, I yelped. He started to pull out, but I thrust my ass back against him. I begged him to keep fucking me. I was okay! I gripped the bedsheets and buried my face in the pillow to muffle my moans. Walt acts like he’s afraid I’ll break. I hide my pain, because I also feel very good when he fucks me. He can tell when I’m close to coming. My moans become softer and I relax underneath him. He’d learned to fuck me a little faster to push me over the top. This time was no different as I came all over the sheets. (I wash a lot of sheets!)

“Darling, I want to face you, now” I purred quietly. “I want to see your face.”

I wrapped my legs around him, rocking my ass to match his thrusts. As he fucked harder, it hurt a little more when he hit the end of my channel. I always flinch a little.

“Babe, am I hurting you? He asked.

“Don’t call me ‘Babe’,” I snapped. I really hate being called babe or baby! I also hate ‘the little woman’ and ‘ole lady’! I knew I’d hurt his feelings. He wants to use terms of endearment, and I love hearing them, just not those.

I softened my tone as I pulled his face close. “My darling, if you aren’t hurting me just a little, then you aren’t really fucking me like you’re supposed to. You’re not fucking me like I want! I promise, I will tell you if you’re hurting me too much!”

I bit his ear as I whispered, “Fuck me hard enough and I might scream out your name in passion!”

He started thrusting harder and harder. I could feel that baseball-like cock head travelling the length of my channel. I feel so full when he is inside. He’s ruined me for other men. I held him close, anticipating every thrust!

“Oohhh, Waaaalt!” I screamed. “I feeeel sooooo goooood!”

My eyes must have glazed over. He started fucking harder, getting close to coming. Damn! He was fucking me with a baseball bat, he was so hard!

I like it when he comes inside me. His hot load hitting the end of my chute and flowing out my hole around his cock is unlike anything I’ve ever felt with another cock or dildo! I came a second time, covering both our stomachs.

———–

“We have intern positions in our office, if you’re interested,” Walt informed me over breakfast.

“I’d be more than happy to intern under you anytime!” I purred.

“It might be better if you interred in another group. I don’t think I’d get anything accomplished with you bent over my desk.”

“Keeping me well fucked is an accomplishment of its own!”

———————-

Carolyn, one of the partners, agreed to let me intern with her group. Her teams worked a different floor, so I probably wouldn’t see Walt very often. She assigned me to an older woman, Maddie, as specialist in home renovations. Maddie asked to see my portfolio. All I had were a few sketches I made of ideas I had for Walt’s wing of the offices and of ideas I had for our apartment. She admitted she’d read my papers Walt had in his office. She questioned me most the morning and took me to lunch.

After lunch, she took me by a house she was working and asked my ideas. I shared my thoughts on several aspects. She liked my ideas for the kitchen and bathrooms. We tossed around ideas for the rest of the house.

When she asked about bedrooms, I replied, “Bedrooms are for sleep and sex.” She laughed at that and said, “Well, it’s been a long time since I last had sex.” She then motioned me to the car.

When I asked whose house it was, she replied, “mine. You’re hired. You have until the fall semester. I’m moving in then.”

——-

Walt and I discussed my first day at dinner. He paled when I told him I was Maddie’s intern.

Every morning, I would meet with Maddie and discuss the previous day’s work. She would ask why I did some things, and occasionally offered suggestions and question me about the suggestions. I learned a great deal from her. She went on weekends and inspected the work. She was impressed at how few things needed changing.

When my schedule started slipping, I decided to go one weekend and paint. As usual, I was wearing my cutoffs and an old Hello Kitty tee shirt, my painting clothes.

I was on a ladder when I heard, “I can see why Walt desires you. You’re very pretty.” (Funny, only women call me ‘pretty’. Men tell me I’m beautiful.) “Walt told me I’d find you here.”

Maddie was dressed in old jeans and shirt. She grabbed another brush and started painting. We said very little that afternoon as we painted. I was soon back on schedule. That evening she pulled out a basket and handed me a sandwich and a beer.

“Do you find me attractive?” Maddie asked. When I replied I hadn’t thought about it she said, “Good answer. I’d have fired you if you said yes. You won’t get ahead fucking the boss.”

Then her features softened, “Woman to woman, do you find me attractive?”

“Yes,” I said. To which she replied thank you.

We had another beer when she surprised me, and asked, “Is what I hear about you true? That you’re……?”

“That I’m transsexual?” I laughed. “Actually, I’m a transgendered woman. I think of myself as a woman, I live as a woman. Is that going to be an issue?”

“Nope! Just being nosey.” Then, “When’s the last time you and Walt fucked? Don’t you think you should be getting on home?”

When I looked at her funny, she laughed and said, “I overheard him tell Wren you’ve been so busy, he hardly sees you now!”

———————-

Walt was napping when I got home. I saw flowers in a vase on the table and a bottle of wine on ice. He doesn’t care for wine, so I knew he really missed me. I leaned over and kissed him.

“Sweetheart, I need a bath. Come scrub my back, please!”

Sex in the shower is great, but a leisurely bath is even better! I leaned back against Walt in the deep tub. It was my front that ended up being scrubbed! His cock stiffened behind me and I could feel him squirming, trying to fuck my back. I raised up and sat on his cock, forcing it in my ass. He washed my breasts and my hair with his cock in my ass! I finally leaned over the tub so he could fuck me doggy style. He grabbed my waist and thrust deeply, with long strokes. It hurt more than usual, but he wanted me so badly he didn’t realize he was hurting me.

I wasn’t going to say no, even though I’d promised. I wanted him as much as he wanted me! He was fucking me so hard my small breasts and cock were swinging. I and to hold the edge of the tub to keep from being driven into to wall! The soap had dried me out so much, I hurt badly. I was nearing telling him to stop when he grabbed me hard and with one final thrusts emptied into me. Fortunately, he pulled out and pulled me to his lap kissing me passionately. I faced him allowing him to finally scrub my back!

The next morning, Walt said very little, just stared at me smiling. He helped me with the cleaning and we sat back on the sofa.

“Angie, would you…….would you take me in your mouth?” He shyly asked. It’s funny, he’ll say fuck and pussy and ass, but he can’t bring himself to say blowjob! I smiled and undressed.

He sat on the edge of the sofa, with his pants unzipped and his flagpole exposed. I took the head in my mouth and ran my tongue around the head and across the slit. He came very quickly, filling my mouth with his hot, salty cum. But I wasn’t done. I swallowed his load and started sucking again. I ran my lips over the head. Kissing the tip and sliding back down. I tickled his balls and used both hands to stroke his thick cock. He moaned in pleasure, running his hands through my hair. I would twist my hands as I stroked and sucked him. His TV show went through several commercial breaks before he dumped another large load into my hungry mouth!

Walt tried to have me sit so he could suck me, but I refused. I made him sit back down then sat on his lap. (I wonder if he tires of me sitting on his lap. I rarely sit on a chair when his lap is available!)

“You can play with my breasts while you kiss me. And when you tire of my breasts, you can play with my cock!” I said.

I leaned to him as he played with my breasts. They’re small, but round, with nice nipples. Walt plays with them any chance he gets, and I make sure he gets plenty of chances! I finally had to move his hand down to my cock. He kissed me continuously as he gently stroked me. I came in his hand and drew it to my lips, licking off some of my cum. I looked into his eyes as I did this. He returned my gaze then licked the rest of my cum from his fingers.

I snuggled into his shoulder, content.

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I’d finished my project without any further slippage. This one was actually easy. Next summer, I would have to manage two or more projects! Maddie asked me over to celebrate. She prepared a light meal in her new kitchen and we ate in her new dining area. We drank wine by the fire in her main room.

After a while Maddie said, “I won’t be upset if you say no, but, would you like to celebrate my new bedroom with me?”

I called Walt and told him I was spending the night. I went over and kissed Maddie, then led her to her room and slowly undressed her. She is my height, but much larger. She had wide, inviting hips, and very large and full breasts. Very full figured, but very sexy! I slowly undressed for her.

I started at her mouth and slowly worked my way down, exploring her voluptuous body with my mouth. When I reached her hairy pussy, I didn’t like the feel of her hair on my face, but I licked and nibbled till she came. When she started coming, I stuck a finger inside. She moaned loudly and started thrashing around on the bed.

I let her rest a moment before I resumed kissing upwards. When I reached her mouth, she reached between my legs and stroked my cock. When it was hard enough, she guided me in.

“Please, go easy, “She asked. “I haven’t been with anyone for several years. Not since my husband died.” I realized I knew very little about this supposedly hard woman.

I eased in slowly, savoring how tight her pussy was. She gasped, at first, but slowly relaxed as I slid all the way in. I managed to last about five minutes before I emptied into her. I pulled out and started to work my way back down, intending to lick her clean, but she stopped me.

“Please, lay beside me. This feels very nice, and it’s been too long since someone has held me close.”

I held her a while and savored her warmth. While I prefer men, especially Walt, I enjoy women, too. Walt is comfortable with my occasional flings. He knows I’m insatiable! He is the only man in my life.

Maddie kissed me and fondled a breast. “May I?” She asked. I smiled and she proceeded to kiss and nibble each one. She kissed down my stomach until she reached my cock. She was surprised I had no balls, but took me in her mouth. It may have been a long time, but Maddie remembered how to suck a dick. She would take all me in and run her tongue along the area where my balls used to be. I find I am still sensitive there and a tongue or finger lingering in there often makes me harder. Not to mention it feels wonderful!

As she sucked upward, her tongue ran underneath my shaft. She would nibble and kiss the head. She gave me a very slow blowjob. I ran my hands through her hair and squirmed beneath her. I love long blowjobs. I’d rather have, and give, a long one, rather than several quick ones.

As I came I said, “Please don’t swallow, share with me.”

Maddie kissed me, opening her mouth and allowing some of my cum to dribble into my mouth. Our tongues explored each other until all was gone. We fell asleep intertwined.

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I woke around 7 the next morning and Maddie had already left. She always goes in early. She left me a note instructing me to be at her office by 1 for final evaluation.

Maddie and I met with Carolyn, her boss, and Martin, another partner. Walt sat in the back, silently encouraging me with his presence. He wouldn’t play a part in this evaluation. Maddie was rough, but fair in her criticisms. She emphasized where I needed improvement, yet praised the things I got right. Martin and Carolyn asked why I did what I did and if I’d do anything different.

I left the room while they discussed me. Walt waited with me, holding my hand. After what seemed like ages. We were called back in.

Martin spoke first. “Maddie recommends we offer you a continuing internship during the school year and summers until you graduate.”

Carolyn explained I would work Thursdays and Fridays in her group, rotating between different senior architects. Everyone congratulated me and left the office.

Maddie held me back. “Thank you for last night. That said, back to business. I expect you to work even harder but you can handle it.” She ushered me to the door and said with a smile, “Go celebrate. See you in two weeks.” She then swatted my bottom and said, “Go!”

Why does everyone like to swat my bottom? I’m in my late twenties! (Of course, Walt can do it anytime he likes.)

Over dinner, Walt told me how proud he was! If I can impress Wren and Maddie, I was past the worst. Maddie is frequently brutal, and she isn’t afraid of any of the partners.

After dinner, Walt said he needed to return to his office, briefly. He locked the door behind me and asked, “Feel like taking dictation?”

“Anytime, my love, anytime!”

I raised my skirt, bent over his desk, and took notes as he fucked me with his magnificent cock. (I doubt he could read my writing, but I tried! You try writing when someone is plowing your ass with a huge cock!)

Hey guys, this is my first story on here, I’d appreciate any constructive feedback so I can continue to improve them,what you like and what you don’t.

Through high school I had always pretty much assumed I was straight, I had a girlfriend for a few months, nothing too serious but I had never really questioned my sexuality.  As my senior year rolls around I start to notice that my eyes being draw to hot guys in gym class and the feeling I get isn’t “normal”; well not for someone who’s straight anyways.

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This all starts my freshman year of college, ended up going to a state school about an hour from home.  My roommate was a good friend of mine from high school but not one I’ve ever had any attraction to.  I made the club soccer team and one the first week of practice I realized I wasn’t going to be able to tell myself I’m straight any longer…

I continued to walk through the gym complex, totally lost looking for the soccer locker rooms, when I finally see another person.  “Hey do you know where the locker rooms are for soccer?” I asked, as I look up at him I realize how cute he was, he must’ve been a freshman too because he looked just as lost as I was. “uhh no I’ve been looking for the past 10 minutes too bro, I’m Kevin by the way.” still distracted by his looks I just said “oh nice to meet you” he smiles at me and laughs “and your name is…” snapping back into reality I smile back and stick out my hand to shake ” Hey my name’s Andrew”.

We started talking with each other as we searched for the locker room together.  Turns out he’s from Texas and is also a freshman.  I couldn’t  seem to stop staring at his body, it was hard to tell since he had his sweatshirt on but I had the feeling he had a slim toned body underneath it.  a few minutes of walking and we finally found our way to the locker room and met the rest of the freshman.  Immediately the coach told us to get changed and partner up, we were going for a run.  

I’m about 5’11” and 150 pounds, I’m slim and toned but I’ve been trying to gain muscle for the past couple years, I hated always being the skinny kid.  As me and Kevin started unpacking our things I put my shorts on and then took off my sweatshirt and put on my practice jersey.  As I pulled the jersey over my head I caught Kevin staring at my chest but as soon as I made eye contact he turned away immediately, didn’t think much of it, pretty normal locker room behavior I guess.  As I was lacing up my shoes Kevin was across from me stripping down, since we got lost on the way here we were the only two left changing.  I couldn’t help but stare as he stripped all the way down to his boxer briefs, as my eyes scanned up his body I caught eye contact.  I had just checked out his body for a solid 10 seconds and he knew it.  Still staring I opened my mouth to muster up some excuse and he just laughs and says “take a picture it’ll last longer” smiles and then pulls his jersey on.  “Sorry man just kinda zoned out” I said finally explaining myself.  “No worries, you ready for a run?” he jokingly said as he pulled his shorts up.  I nodded back and we headed outside to the field.  

I was expecting to be doing laps around the track but as soon as we made it outside coach told us both that we would be running a 5 mile trail and pointed us down a dirt path.  

As we ran we talked some more, turns out Kevin’s father is military so he used to move around every year or so and he never really made many friends because of it, but was happy to be at college finally.  I saw my opportunity here and asked if he wanted to hang out later tonight, being the first weekend of college I definitely didn’t want to spend it alone in my dorm.  He happily agreed and we found a stump to take a quick break.

I grabbed a drink of my water and as I did kevin turns about halfway away facing off the trail, pulls down his shorts and pulls his dick out.  Caught off guard I awkwardly said “uhh what are you doing?”

“I’m taking a leak… unless you see a bathroom somewhere in the woods”  I felt like an idiot, still caught off guard I didn’t know what else to do so I went about 5 feet down the trail and did the same.  I made sure to look straight ahead and not make the situation any more awkward than it was.  As I started to pulled up my shorts I turned towards Kevin and saw him turn his head away quickly as I did.  

Now I know that I’m gay or at least curious, so I can explain my own awkward looks at him but this was the second time I caught him looking, and as much as I hoped he might be gay or curious he just seemed really straight.

“You ready to keep going?” he asked.  “Yeah lets hit it” and we finished off the last couple miles of the run.  For the last few miles he took the lead and the way back I was just looking at his ass, in the tight soccer shorts I couldn’t help myslef from getting hard and had to look away.  We didn’t say much till we got back, at this point we were already out of breath anyways.

Since we were the last to start we were also the last to finish, we checked in with our coach at his office and he said it was just the run today but staring Monday we would have full practice every day.  Relieved we were getting out already we headed to the lockers and grabbed our stuff for the showers.

Now at my high school we always showered after practice but there were Individual stalls so it wasn’t really any different from showering at home, but as we walked back with our towels and gear I realized this was one big open one with a few different heads.  As soon as I noticed this I stopped, there was no way I was gonna be able to shower right next to this kid without being rock hard the whole time.

  Kevin took his shirt off and then turned around when he noticed I had stopped.  Confused he asked “what’s wrong man you look like you just saw a ghost” instead of looking him in the eye I looked at his abs which were glistening with sweat. “uhm I guess I’m just not used to the whole communal shower thing” he smiles to me as he took his shorts and briefs off in one motion “it’s not that bad you’ll get used to it, besides it not like you have any reason to be self conscious” he said as he turns away and turns the showers head on.  

I stood there for another minute watching the water roll down his body, his ass was now starring me in the face.  With no real alternative I stripped down and went the the head that furthest away, only about 10 feet.  I did my best to keep from looking at him and as I turned to sneak a quick look there he was standing buck naked 2 feet away from me.  He must’ve seen he startled me because he put his hand on my arm “didn’t mean to scare you, but can I grab your shampoo, I totally forgot mine?” as soon as he touched my arm I felt my cock start to swell up “uh yeah I ju-” I started to say.  “bro you’re bleeding! Kevin says and points down to my leg, he suddenly kneels down and grabs my leg “yeah you’ve got a thorn stuck, I’m gonna pull it out” at this point his head is right in front of my crotch as he pulls a thorn out of my calf. “got it!” as he stands up my cock slides across his arm.  I can’t think of anything to say other than thanks, the last thing I was expecting was to have his face inches from my cock when I got in the shower. “No problem” he smiles at me and grabs my shampoo, instead of walking back to the head he was at before, he turns in the one right next to me and starts to wash his short blond hair.  He’s got a military cut, short on top and buzzed on the sides.

  I can’t keep my silence any longer “so do you have a girlfriend back home?” “No I’ve never actually had one” he said.  “really, you’re honestly really hot I feel like you’d get girls really easily” I finally showed that I at least think he’s attractive.He looks over at me, notices I’m rock hard and looks up at me almost disgusted and says “like I said I never stayed at a school for more than a year, it’s not that I don’t want one.” Right after he said that he turned off his shower and grabbed his towel and headed out of the stall.

Disgusted with how I handled that, I rinsed off and headed back to the lockers.  There I saw Kevin already half dressed, we silently got dressed next to each other and headed out.”so which dorm do you live in?” I asked him.”I’m in Baptist hall, still haven’t met my roommate yet” “No way I’m in there too room 206, which are you?””Oh cool I’m 314″ he replied”So you still want to hang out tonight?” I asked.  He looked a bit confused “yeah of course, why wouldn’t I?” he said as we got the dorm building.”No reason I guess, I’m gonna lay down and rest for like an hour if you wanna come down to my room then?  my roommate is out for the weekend.”     “ok sounds good!” he said as he smiled and walked up the stairs to his room.

When I got to my room I sat on my bed and slid my sweatpants down, my cock springing up, still hard from the shower.  I don’t want to loose this kid as a friend just because I want to fuck a straight guy.  I start to jerk off hoping it will stop me from getting hard around him tonight again.  Just the thought of Kevin’s wet body in the shower is enough I was just about to cum when I heard a knock on my door.  “hold on-” I start to shout as the door opens up and kevin walks in with a bottle of vodka.  The smile on his face immediately vanished as he sees me cock in hand on my bed. I just look at him speechless, my hand still grabbing my hard cocky.”Shit sorry bro!” he says as he walks in and closes and locks the door (something I apparently forgot to do).”I guess this is why you wanted an hour haha” he says half smiling Still sitting literally with my pants down all I can muster is an “uh-huh…”

Thanks for reading, please leave feedback, and ch.2 will be soon to come

From Part 1……………………..

Moments later, Capt. Rogers pulled up in a jeep and after telling us to “Climb aboard,” he told us to keep a sharp eye out for insurgents.  We headed out and after an hour, he stopped the jeep. After telling us to climb down, he also stepped out of the jeep.  

Moments later he began unbuttoning his shirt.

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Part 2……….

We looked around and found that there was absolutely nothing in sight of our location.  Looking back at Captain Rogers, we found that  he had his shirt and undershirt completely off and was removing his boots.

As he removed his boots, he said, “Out here we go by first names.  I’m Jim, and I need you two to strip naked with me.  We’re going to have some fun.”

Josh and I looked at each other and immediately knew what Jim had in mind.  He was down to his boxers when he stopped and watched Josh and I remove our clothes.  We could see his huge cock stiffening in his boxers, and it made our cocks begin to stiffen.  Then, all at the same time, we slid down our boxers, tossing them into the jeep with the rest of our gear.

“Fuck! Carl was right.  You two are fucking hot,” he said as he stepped closer, grasping our hard cocks, one in each hand.  Then, leaning forward he first began tongue kissing me for a moment before going to Josh, and together, we fondled his hard cock.

After a moment he pulled away and said, “Give me a hand  and lets cover this sand.”  together we spread out four blankets forming a huge square to play on. Moments later, Jim had Josh and I laying side by side on our backs and was hungrily going back and forth between our cocks eagerly sucking them as Josh and I eagerly kissed each other.

Moments later, Jim had Josh start fucking his ass while I fucked his mouth.   Soon, josh climaxed deep in Jim’s ass.  Jim continued sucking my cock as Josh dove into Jim’s ass and began sucking his own load out.  Seeing that made me reach my climax in seconds and I loudly filled Jim’s mouth with my load.

Jim collected it in his mouth and held it as me managed to tell Josh to feed him what was in his mouth.  Josh began kissing Jim, feeding him the huge cum load he had sucked out of Jim’s ass.  We watched as Jim swirled both loads around in his mouth before smiling and swallowing both.

Jim then lay on his back and Josh and I lay with him, one on each side.  As Jim went back and forth sucking on our cocks and balls, we began stroking his eight inch cock.  Moments later he began to moan softly and we knew he was nearing his climax.  We watched as his cock erupted sending numerous huge loads out onto his stomach and chest, with one volley landing on his lips.  Before we could react, he quickly used his tongue to lick it up and eat it.  Josh and I then leaned forward and began licking him totally clean, each eating half his huge load.

Afterward, we lay cuddled together and asked Jim why he stayed married if he loved men so much.

“Guys, I do love my wife, however she is terminally ill, but since a week before we married, her dad and I have been having sex.  It started when he happened to stop by my place and catch me sucking a close bud of mine.  It ended up in a three way.  Sam and I began having regular sex and he made me a deal.  He said that if I stayed married to his daughter and made her happy for the time she had left, he and I could continue having sex and he would leave his construction company to me when he passed.  He and I are secret lovers.”

We asked how long his wife had left and he said about two years and he would be out of the Marines in a year.  he said after she was gone her dad wanted him to move in with him so they could have sex daily.  He asked about the relationship Josh and I had and Josh quickly replied, “Mark and I are lovers.”  I smiled broadly.

“That’s nice and hot.  Let me watch you two have sex while I jerk off.”

Josh and I began making out, then took turns fucking each other before ending in a sixty-nine.  Just as Josh and I fed each other, Jim busted his nuts, sending another huge load out onto his stomach and chest. Again we licked him clean, but this time he insisted we feed it to him. It was hot watching him eat his own cum.  

It was soon time to leave, and after folding the blankets and putting them in the jeep, Josh said he needed to piss.  I spoke up and said I needed to also.  Immediately, Jim told us to hold it.  He instructed us to stand in the rear of the jeep facing out as he got on his knees in the sand below us, looking up at us.

“This is an order.  Piss all over me including my face and in my mouth.”

Josh and I looked at each other then down at Jim.  He knelt there, his mouth open.  Almost simultaneously, Josh and I started pissing at the same time, directing our streams into Jim’s face.  Eagerly, he began drinking all that went into his mouth.  By the time we were through, his body was soaked in our piss and he was saying how much he enjoyed it.

On the way back to our post, he said that his father-in-law was also into water sports.  But he also made us promise to keep what happened just between the three of us.  “Carl know nothing other that the fact that I suck cock and get fucked.  I want to keep it that way.”  We agreed.

At times, Jim would call either josh or I into his office and give us a quick blow job or drink our piss load.  Only one other time did the three of us have another party in the desert, before he mustered out.  However, he did give us his address and made us promise to visit when we got out.

Josh and I managed to have some private sessions together before our return to the states. We had one other tour overseas before we got out, and after we became civilians, we called Jim and asked if he would like some company.  He said definitely. He also informed us that his wife had passed and he was now living as a couple with her dad.

“I told Roy about you two and he is anxious to meet you.”

Three days later we arrived and when they came out to greet us they were both naked. Seeing the shock on our face, Jim quickly said, “Since it is totally private out here, we live this way.”  He then introduced us to Roy.  Although Roy was older, he was still in great shape and hot as hell as well as good looking.

We were shown to out room and immediately stripped and joined them poolside.  As we sat side by side on the edge of the pool with out feet in the water. Roy swam up to us ad said with a smile, “I want to see if you two taste as good as Jim says you do.”  Immediately he began alternating between our cocks.  Before long, we both fed him our loads, and after he had swallowed each, he said, “Jim. you were right.  They are both totally delicious.”

We spent four days with them and by the time we left, we had both taken several loads from each in both our mouths and asses.  At the same time we had both given them many loads in their ass and mouths.  However the hottest thing to watch was both of them kneeing in front of us mouths open and eagerly drinking our piss. It totally amazed us.

Josh and I returned home and went to work for his dad.  It was a severe shock to his dad when we told him that we were gay and lived as husband and husband.  However, after a few weeks, he accepted it totally.

A year later, Josh’s dad passed and to our surprise his dad had left the business to Josh and I together on a fifty-fifty split.  He said in his will that he was leaving the business to his two loving sons.

Then disaster struck.  Nine months later, Josh was returning home from the store and was hit head on by an 18-wheeler driver who had lost control and entered the lane Josh was in.  He was killed instantly.

I managed to get through the funeral but it wasn’t easy.  Other than leaving the house for work, I became a hermit, even refusing to join friends for a drink.  It was almost a year before our best friends, Brad and Greg, another gay couple, finally forced me out to dinner with them and a friend of theirs, Jack.

I had to admit that it was a great evening and that I had enjoyed the company.  They had told me in advance that Jack knew everything that had happened and was sensitive to my situation.

A couple weeks later, Jack called and invited me to a ball game and I accepted, not knowing why.  I was now in my late twenties and Jack was in his mid-thirties. He didn’t look or act his age.  He seamed closer to my age.

We dated for months but only going to sports events or dinner.  Sex was never mentioned.  Then, one evening when we returned to my place, I kissed Jack in a friendly manner and before I realized it, I had invited him to spend the night.  He accepted.

That night, I had sex for the first time in over a year and a half.  It was almost like the first time all over again.  Jack was extremely patient with me and I appreciated it.

Jack and I saw each other two to three times  month for dinner and sex, but I wouldn’t let my feeling for him go past friendship. I just couldn’t.

Then, one afternoon I decided to stop for a beer at a local bar where the clientele was fifty-fifty, gay and straight.  As I sat at the bar,  a man close to my age came in and took the stool next to me.  I turned to acknowledge him and gasped.  It was amazing at how much he reminded me of Josh.  He looked at me questioningly and I explained about how much he reminded me of my deceased lover.  He expressed his condolences and said he understood.  We began to talk and it was a relief to be able to talk with him and get some things off my chest.

We began meeting regularly for dinner and to talk. I could talk to him openly and without reservation.  Then I began telling him about Jack and how close we had become.

“Do you love him?” he asked. 

“I care for him, but I’m not sure if I can ever love again, not like I loved Josh.” I looked down at my feet, almost in tears.

“You could, if you let yourself,” I heard him say.  I looked up at him and saw his face change and seconds later I was looking into Josh’s face.

“Mark, let yourself love him.  He loves you.  I know how much you love me, because I love you the same way.  I’ll always be with you in your heart, but Jack is good for you.  You make a beautiful couple.  Let him into your heart.  There s room for both of us. I’ll always love you.”  Then, as I looked at him, he gradually faded and turned to vapor and disappeared.  I couldn’t explain what had happened or how he had let others see him when we went to dinner.

Jack and I were to go to dinner the next night, but I insisted that I cook and we spend the evening at my place.

He arrived and after a hello kiss, I finished dinner and we ate.  After we had cleaned the dishes and were sitting side by side on the sofa holding hands, I said, “I have something that I need to say.”

“What is it?” he asked.

As I turned to look him in the face, I could see Josh’s figure behind him smiling broadly.  After taking a deep breath, I said, “Jack, I realize that I have fallen in love with you and hope you feel the same for me and I would be honored if you would be my life partner.”

I could see Josh’s ghostly figure smile and give me a thumbs up as Jack softly replied, “Mark, I have loved you for months but didn’t want to rush it.  I would be honored to be your partner.”

As I leaned in to kiss Jack, I saw Josh’s figure disburse and disappear, all while smiling.

Jack moved in with me that next weekend and we began our life together.  I contacted Jim and Roy and let them know and they insisted we visit.  We did and they were in awe as I told them of my encounter with Josh’s spirit and what he told me.

To all who are alone, for whatever reason, there is love out there if you let yourself find it.

THE END………….

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“One of my conditions for internship is that you keep your grades up!” Maddie insisted. I’d been making straight ‘A’s, but lately slipped a grade!. “I know you can do better!”

We were in Walt’s office. I would study there when he had to work late. Unfortunately, I’d been spending too much time taking dictation, or more precisely, taking his huge dick up my ass! Unfortunately, Maddie knew this! She then proceeded to chew out Walt for letting me have my way! I would study in the firm’s library, or at home until I could show I could keep my grades up! Walt and I agreed.

The next night she came to our apartment. She saw that I usually sat next to Walt when I studied. She asked what was wrong with the study Walt built for me! I showed her the study.

“Hmmph!” She snorted. “Walt’s good, but you’re a better designer!” I love that room! Walt put a lot of love into it!

Maddie asked, “what changes would you make? This room is wasted if you won’t use it!”

I looked over imploringly at Walt, but he only shrugged. “I’d remove the shelves by the windows and put a desk and table there.”

Maddie said, “do it!” I looked at Walt and he shrugged okay.

“Since you’ll still study in the front room, what will you do differently?” She asked.

“Study at the table.” And when she looked piercingly, I said “and not sit on Walt’s lap to study.”

She smiled and left.

A few days later, two men from Walt’s crew arrived with a desk and table. It was a beautiful small roll top from his firm! It wasn’t being used. He must have noticed me drooling over it! The note said, ” I don’t think I can bend you over this one!”

Once I pulled my grades back up, and showed I would keep them there, I was allowed to study in Walt’s office. I would show him my grades and he would bend me over his desk for dictation before we went home.

I spent more time in my study. Walt would often read his paper and sit quietly observing me. I worked harder and still had Walt’s company. He would bring me coffee when I needed a break. He was very proud of my accomplishments and encouraged me often.

One Friday, I had studied late finishing an important paper. This night, I was wearing one of his old work shirts. I had removed my panties before Walt came home. He was in my big easy chair, about to fall asleep. I sat on his lap and kissed him. I like my chair, but I love his lap! He unbuttoned my shirt and cupped a breast.

“You haven’t fucked me in here yet,” I purred. I straddled him and finished unbuttoning the shirt. He now had full access to my breasts. I raised up slightly to allow him to suck them. He ran his hand down my back and cupped my ass cheeks. I held his head close, encouraging him to enjoy me. Tingles run down my spine when he lightly flicks his tongue across a nipple. He gently kisses and bites them.

I stood in my chair and placed my cock against his lips. I held onto his head as he slowly sucked me until I came. I was still hard, so I commanded him to be still. I did something I’d never done before. I held his head and fucked his mouth. He was very good and let me fuck him nearly twenty minutes before I came again. I held his head close, forcing him to swallow.

I stood before him and removed my shirt, wearing only my large glasses.

I removed his cock from his pants. His flagpole was at full attention. “Your turn,” I said, lowering my mouth.

He stopped me turned me around and plopped my ass down onto his cock. The head popped in before I knew it. I screamed in pain! I had never hurt this bad! Walt immediately pushed me off. He kept apologizing while I lay there crying.

I turned around and started swinging wildly! Her grabbed my wrists but I fought him until he let go. I stood there glaring at him and breathing hard.

He started to follow when I stomped out the room, but I turned around and pointed at the chair. “STAY!!!” I commanded.

I returned with some lube and covered his now deflated cock. I kept stroking it until he was hard again! Walt was really confused at this point. I straddled him with his cock against my asshole.

I grabbed his face and glared at him. Through gritted teeth, I said, “Don’t you EVER push me off again, if I don’t tell you to. If you would really look in my eyes, you would see my pain go away. You would see the pleasure you give me! Now, grab my hips and FUCK ME!”

I rested my hands on his chest, ready to push away if the pain was too much!. I glared at poor Walt as he pulled me down. I moaned in pain when the head popped in. I stared in his eyes as I slid down his shaft. I rode him until the pain melted away. Walt could see my glazed expression as the pleasure took over. I was soon smiling at Walt, breathing heavily.

“See?” I asked. “I don’t hurt right now. I feel very good!” I rode him, savoring his huge cock buried deep in my aching ass.

I pushed off and had him stand behind me. I bent over and grabbed the arms of my chair. I wiggled my ass invitingly. He grabbed my hips and drove it balls deep into me. I didn’t yelp.

“Like that, Walt, just like that!” I exclaimed as he hammered my sore ass. He moved his hands to my waist and fucked me mercilessly. I was having the time of my life! I was being pounded balls deep by a thick eleven inch cock! My breasts and cock were swinging with each powerful thrust! I came, spraying my chair and the floor with my cum. Still Walt kept pounding. I was beginning to yelp when he hit the end of my chute. He pushed me up against my bookcase and fucked me standing. My feet barely touched the floor as he thrust up into me. He managed to fuck me an hour before he finished. His cum pushed out around his cock and ran down my legs.

He carried me to our room, me still impaled on his throbbing monster! I was helpless as he threw my face down on our bed. He held my wrists above my head as he began grinding into me again! My bottom rolled with his thrusts as I tried to match his movements.

Suddenly, things went sour. Walt was breathing very hard and his face was getting red. He looked near passing out! He’d never fucked me this hard for this long!

“Walt! Please stop!” I screamed, suddenly frightened for him. “Oh, Walt, Please! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please stop!!”

He rolled off me and lay there, breathing hard. Exhaustion showing in his eyes.

I lay on his shoulder sobbing. “Please, Walt, I’m so sorry! Please!” I cried over and over.

“Will you please shut up and let me rest?” he growled. I looked over to see him smiling, very tired. “You know you can be a real bitch sometimes, don’t you?”

“I suppose I am, but I’m a bitch in heat. And I’m YOUR bitch in heat.” I replied softly, still very worried about him.

He smiled. “Let me sleep. you can be in heat tomorrow!”

As he fell asleep, I lay there thankful I had such a lover!

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The next morning, I let Walt sleep in. He’s normally an early riser, but he was exhausted. I checked on him around nine and my darling was still sleeping. At eleven, I became concerned! He never slept that late before!

“Walt?” I asked, “Are you okay? Would you like to eat”

He opened one eye and growled, “No, I don’t want to fuck!”, and rolled over falling asleep again.

I crawled into bed with him and snuggled. I didn’t sleep but lay there worrying. Walt is nearly fifty, twenty years older than I.

I must have fallen asleep. The next thing I knew, Walt was kissing my cheek. “Wake up, sleepyhead. Can’t sleep all day.”

“Walt, it’s 7:30” “So?” “PM”, I replied.

“Wow! Why didn’t you wake me?” “You growled at me and said you didn’t want to fuck me!”

“Didn’t you get enough last night?” “I asked if you wanted to eat.”

He lay there a moment. “Oh.” Then a moment later, “I’m hungry, now!”

I started to get up, but he pulled me back to bed. “No. Hungry for you!” He smiled.

He rolled me onto my stomach and spread my legs. I soon felt his tongue probing my asshole. I felt bad because I hadn’t taken a shower earlier, but he didn’t seem to mind. His strong arms held me open, holding me close. He licked around my rim and nibbled my cheeks. His tongue slid in side and flicked around. I’d like to say I was tight, but after last night, I was pretty loose. If he chose to fuck me, he’d slide in with little trouble.

I enjoy having him eat my ass. Previous lovers would do it, but not for long. Walt and Stephanie were the only ones who were willing to eat me for long periods. Walt liked going down on me, making me squirm in delight. He would often spend an hour or more eating my ass!

Walt’s oral fixation was nearly as strong as mine! He would spend long periods eating his ex-wife, hoping she would loosen up enough for him to fuck her. She enjoyed his tongue, but hated his huge cock! Once Walt got used to the idea my sex organs were different, he would gladly explore my body with his mouth.

I got up to fix a late supper, but Walt was asleep before I could even put my shirt on. I just climbed back in bed.

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The next morning, I woke to find Walt already up. I smelled coffee and stumbled into the kitchen. Walt started laughing. I hadn’t brushed my hair and I looked a mess. I stuck my tongue out at him and walked back to our room with an exaggerated sway to my hips. After my shower, Walt lay on the bed and watched me brush my hair. He seems to enjoy the little domestic routines I do.

Walt suggested a drive in the country. We stopped at a little place for breakfast and bought a picnic lunch. Walt proceeded to drive up into the mountains. I was wearing one of my summer dresses. Since they are very short, he gets to see a lot of leg. He often drives with a hand on my thigh.

He was lightly stroking the inside of my thigh. I was ready for him to fuck me! We drove up to a secluded state park. It was unusually empty for this time of year. Walt found an area towards the back and we walked to a little meadow. He grabbed a blanket from the back of his SUV and followed me. I walked with a little sway to my hips. I know how to walk to entice a man and Walt often tells me he likes watching me walk. I could feel his eyes on my ass.

After lunch, we lay back and watched clouds. I rolled over and kissed him, then lay back. Walt reached over and unbuttoned my dress. He unhooked my bra and played with my breasts. He soon reached under my dress and stroked my cock while sucking a nipple. I raised my bottom enough to slide my dress up. I felt a moist finger working my asshole, lubing my and loosening me.

Walt climbed on top and I guided his huge cock into my waiting ass.

“I’m pretty sore, today. Please be gentle,” I asked.

I gasped a little as he slowly slid in. I could feel that baseball head as it travelled the length of my channel, finally hitting the end. Even though I was sore, I didn’t hurt as much as I thought I would. I smiled at Walt letting him know I was okay. We had never fucked fully clothed before. I’m always naked, even if he isn’t. The novel sensation felt wonderful.

Walt fucked me with slow, deep thrusts. He prefers this to rough. He is such a gentle man. He still hadn’t recovered from the other night and was rapidly tiring.

“Walt, honey, I’m getting pretty sore. Would you mind…..?”

He smiled and rolled off. We kissed a while and packed our basket. We were half way to the car when it started raining. We ran back to the SUV and climbed in the back. I was shivering with the cold. My wet dress clung to me. Walt was staring at me with unconcealed lust! I undressed and wrapped myself in another blanket. Walt held me until I warmed up.

“Walt, I want you to fuck me”

“Aren’t you too sore?” He asked.

“Maybe a little,” I smiled. “This is nice, though. And I really want you in my ass!”

I was still lubed, and he slid in easily. We’d never fucked in his car before. His warm body and the sound of the rain relaxed me. The pleasure of his cock in me outweighed what little pain I was feeling. He managed to thrust shallower, and not hit the end of my chute. I arched my bottom up to match his thrusts. My breathing grew shallow as I surrendered to the wonderful sensations. I can’t get enough cock, I will probably wear Walt out!

Walt managed to fuck me on and off for over an hour. He was tiring again and apologized.

“I’m satisfied,” I smiled. I held him close until the rain stopped.

I had to wear one of his shirts home. We picked up a couple of burgers and ate in his car.

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I was naked and stretched sinuously before him. I slowly walked to him and sat on his lap. He picked me up and carried me into my study. He had me kneel on my easy chair and rest my head on the back. He licked my asshole a few minutes, then grabbed some lube and worked his fingers into my ass. Soon, I felt my asshole being stretched open. I gasped as the head slid in. He grabbed my hips and started thrusting into me.

“Angie, would you mind if I fucked you hard this time?” he asked. (Music to my ears!)

“Please do!”

I smiled at the thought that I was in for a serious pounding!

I think I like my new study!

I entered my house, Damien not far behind me. We were instantly greeted by my mother.

 “Hello boys! How was school?” She asked, setting a plate of sandwiches on the kitchen table.

 “It was great for me, but Kaden failed his math test.” Damien joked. My mother’s cheerful expression faded. I elbowed the muscular football player in the arm as hard as I could, but he seemed unmoved.

 “He’s kidding, Ma. But we have some studying to do, we have a-“

 “Oh well surely you two have time for a snack?” She insisted.

 “Well not real-” I began, but was instantly interrupted.

 “Whew! I’m famished!” Damien said as he headed towards the table. I shot evil glares at him, but I’m sure they were deflected by his firm bubble butt. I groaned as I sat across from him at the table. He smiled at me as he bit into the corner of a sandwich, his hazel eyes seemingly smiling with him. I rolled my eyes, mouthing the word “asshole”.

 “Kaden, aren’t you going to eat?” My mother asked as she set two glasses of lemonade in front of us.

 “No thank you, I’m not hungry.”

 “Don’t worry, Sarah, I’ll eat it for him.” Damien smiled to her. She returned it and exited to the living room. I waited until I was sure that she was gone.

 “If you kiss ass any harder, you’re gonna be eatin’ shit instead of sandwiches.” I said through gritted teeth, trying to hide my smirk. He covered his mouth and stifled his laughter. He ran a hand through his short brown hair as he took a sip of his beverage.

 “You wanna go upstairs and uhh.. Study?” He said after a short pause. I answered him by standing and heading to my room. As I entered, so did he seconds later.

 “Lock the door and get your fucking clothes off.” I ordered him.

 “Yes sir!” He grinned as he locked the door and removed his shirt. He approached me and put his arms around my waist. I soon felt his hands gripping and squeezing at my plump ass. He bit his lip. “This is what I’m really hungry for.” He groaned sexily as he began invading my mouth with his own. I reached my hands up and felt every curve and dip of his tight, toned chest. I soon found his nipples and gave them slight pinches and tugs. I felt Damien moan into my mouth. That’s his favorite spot.

 I began fumbling with his belt and soon got it undone along with his black skinny jeans, and let them fall to the floor. He practically ripped my shirt off of me. There was a noticeable large tent in his blue briefs. He noticed me looking and a sly grin plastered itself on his face. He grabbed his hardening cock and gave it a couple shakes.

 “You want this dick, don’t you boy?” I looked him in the eyes nodded furiously. “Tell me how bad you want it.”

 “I want your big dick so bad, daddy.” I practically moaned. His smile widened.

 “That’s what I like to hear. Now get down and suck on daddy’s dick.” He ordered. I dropped down to my knees and pulled down Damien’s briefs, revealing his nine inch, thick cock. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it, feeling it throb and swell in my hand. I leaned forward and sucked on the head, flicking my tongue against it and lapping up the few droplets of precum. I felt his hand on my head, guiding me farther down onto his stiff rod. I had about four inches of it in my mouth. I gripped hard at the base and began to move my head back and forth, running my tongue against the underside of his cock as I did so, just how he likes.

 “Fuck yeah, suck my dick just like that.” He moaned. He thrust his hips a little, forcing more of his hard dick down my throat. I choked and spat, but kept going until I felt his pubes against my lips. “Swallow.” He ordered, and I attempted to close my throat around his cock, evoking more moans from him. I pulled back, coughing and gasping for air, leaving strings of my spit hanging from his member. “It’s a good thing you didn’t eat.” He laughed. He slapped his wet dick against my face. “Open.” He commanded me, and I did so, opening my mouth wide. He grabbed a handful of my ginger hair and started violently facefucking me. I looked up at him as I continued to take his cock like his little bitch. He withdrew and pulled me up to my feet.

 He yanked down my pants and underwear as he pushed me over my bed so my chest was against it and my ass was being presented to him. Damien slapped his dick against my hole. He spit onto it and pushed his thumb inside of me. I moaned as I felt him prodding around. He smacked my ass with his free hand, earning him another moan.

 “I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t walk. I think you like the sound of that.” He continued to finger me.

 “Yes daddy! Please fuck me!” I sighed with pleasure. He removed his finger and spread my ass as he pushed his cock head in. I groaned as I felt the familiar stretching.

 “Fuck yourself on that dick, boy.” He said. I slowly began rocking myself back, his thick dick sliding deeper within me. Finally I felt my ass hit his hips and he grabbed my side and grinded his cock against my prostate. I moaned loudly and I could feel goosebumps rising all over my body.

 “Again.” I did as he asked and pulled off of his dick, then slid back down, over and over again. He was moaning loudly. “God damn you’re so fucking tight. You like riding daddy’s big dick?”

 “Y-Yes daddy.” I stammered through my gasps. I looked back as I continued riding him. His hands were behind his back as he watched his cock slide in and out of me. He grabbed on to my hips and took over, shoving his dick deep inside me, pulling almost all the way out, then slamming back in again.

 “Oh fuck, Damien!” I moaned. He gave my ass a hard slap and proceeded to fuck me even harder and slower. “You know that’s not what you call me.” His voice was more serious now, and I can’t tell if it scared me or turned me on. He grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back. He clenched my hair and started to fuck me at an increased speed. The sound of his thighs and balls slapping against my ass filled the air along with my near screams.

 “Yeah take that fucking dick you little bitch.” My legs felt like they were going to give out from the intense fuck. “What’s my name?” He asked as he pumped my ass even harder. I couldn’t hold it. I felt cum spraying my stomach and bed.

 “Daddy!” I nearly screamed. He slapped my ass again.

 “I said what’s my fucking name?” He growled.

 “Daddy! Fuck me daddy! Fuck me!” I couldn’t hold back my loud moans and I was sure my mother had heard us.

 “Yeah that’s right you fucking bitch. You ready for this cum?” He moaned.

 “Yes daddy! Cum deep inside me! I begged.” With one fierce groan and a hard thrust, I felt his cock pulsing and then the warmth fill me. He pulled out and sprayed a few remaining shots on my back. The room was silent now, except for our exasperated breathing.

 “Fuck, that was even better than last time.” He sighed. I could feel his seed trickling down my leg. “When’s your mom gonna leave so we can fuck in the kitchen again?” He asked. I scoffed and turned to stand. My legs were shaking furiously and I knew walking would be impossible. I sighed.

 “Can we actually study now?” I asked. He leaned down and kissed me.

 “I think I’ll be ready for round two in another ten minutes.” He chuckled into my lips.

 “Jesus Christ, do you ever stop?”

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Walt and I had been together a few years when we were invited to spend Xmas holidays with Miguel and Silve. The Garzas would be there. Nina and her husband were coming and Mia was bringing her current boyfriend. Silve purchased a large vacation home in the mountains near Lake Tahoe. This place was bigger than their apartment! And their apartment was big enough for three families!

I went ahead with Nina and the Garzas to get the place ready. Walt had to finish a last minute job but would be up a couple of days later. I haven’t slept apart from him in months. I intended to hang mistletoe all over our room! Mama Rosa supervised decorating and put me and Nina to work. It was fun spending time with Nina again. I hadn’t seen her as often since she married. Rosa had to go back into town and Felipe would drive her. They would also get Mia and the guys at the airport. Nina and I would finish tidying the place.

Not long after they left, Felipe called and said the snows had closed the road and they would have to stay in town overnight. They would be able to return the next day after the roads were cleared. We had plenty of food and firewood: we’d be okay for several days.

I built a fire and we ate a light supper. We made cocoa and toasted marshmallows, things sisters would do. We talked about Walt and her husband. Soon we were ready for bed.

I said I wanted to sleep by the fire and she asked if she could join me. We snuggled together under the quilt, on the fake bearskin rug. (I would dearly love for Walt to fuck me on this rug!) We were soon fast asleep

Later, I felt Nina’s hand on my breast. She caressed me through my thin tee, slowly moving down to stroke my cock. I felt her warm breath on my neck. I turned to look at her. She was naked! She got up and put more wood on the fire. She was beautiful, her tall, slender form lit by the fire.

“I hated to see such a romantic setting go to waste. And I couldn’t think of someone better to share this with!” She exclaimed.

I hadn’t been with Stephanie for a few weeks. I was ready for a woman, right now. Nina had offered herself to me many times in the past, but I declined, her being like a sister to me. She and Mia had both suggested being sisters with benefits. I didn’t see how that would work.

Tonight, however, I was missing Walt and ready for a woman. Walt knew, and accepted, of my affairs with Stephanie and other women. I drew Nina to me and kissed her long and deep. Nina is a couple of inches taller than I. She has fuller breasts and narrower hips! I desired her, even though I tried not to let her know. However, I think she knew all along!

We kissed for an eternity before I moved down to kiss and nibble her breasts. I slowly worked down to lick her navel. I kissed the hollows of her hips and dived into her wet pussy. I licked, sucked, and nibbled her clit. I ran my tongue inside her. I fucked her with my fingers while I sucked her clit. When she came, she bucked and thrashed, holding my head to her dripping pussy. She arched her back then finally collapsed. I slowly kissed my way up to her mouth.

I lay on my back allowing Nina to ride me. I like women to ride me the same way I ride Walt. I love playing with breasts, and Nina has nice breasts.. She reached down and played with mine, slowly rocking on me. She asked me to warn her if I was near coming. She would stop long enough to let the sensation to fade. Then she would start again. She repeated this cycle several times over the next hour before I reached the point where I could no longer hold back. My orgasm was very intense. I felt as if I was pumping gallons of cum onto her!

Nina rolled around and placed her dripping pussy inches away from my mouth. I grabbed her hips and pulled her close, savoring her aroma. I opened my mouth wide to accept my cum into my hungry mouth! She ground her pussy on my face as I eagerly lapped my cum from her. I don’t know how long she rode my face before she came. After she came, she sucked me clean while I continued to eat her. All I needed was for Walt to be hammering my ass with his huge cock!

“Mia and I flipped a coin to see who would have you first,” Nina told me. “She’s not going to be happy: she won, but I got here first!”

Secretly, I wished it had been Mia. I’d already spent a few afternoon’s kissing her bottom. She’d sucked me off several times before I met Walt. Mia is short and voluptuous, with a nice round bottom and full breasts. She tried very hard to get me to go further. I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of sleeping with my “sisters”. Evidently, they felt no such qualms!

While we snuggled, Nina told me they had fantasized about sex with me, talking about the things we might do. Mia finally confessed about our activities. Nina was hurt at first: I had rebuffed her advances, but not Mia’s. Mia is more persistent and usually gets what she wants. Nina was curious about how it felt to have her bottom kissed and Mia demonstrated. It wasn’t long before they were exploring each other’s bodies. They began to finding opportunities to play together, even to meeting at my old apartment!

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Even though we went to sleep very late, we woke up early the next morning. Nina stretched then put more logs on the fire. I remembered my time with Silve at another lodge.

” I want you to kiss my bottom,” Nina commanded. “If you do a good job, I might let you fuck my ass!” It appeared she’d developed a dominant streak!

She lay down and raised her bottom slightly. I slipped my arms around her thighs and held her legs apart. She asked for it and now she was going to get it! I lavished kisses all over that beautiful bottom. I had her squirming with pleasure. I reached up and pulled her cheeks apart, flicking my tongue across her tight hole. I pushed my tongue in causing her to squeal!

“That feels soooo goooood,” she exclaimed. “Is this what you did to Mia? Oh, please! Don’t stop!”

I kept probing with my tongue, slowly loosening her. I alternated kissing and nibbling her bottom and licking her asshole. She reached between her legs and fingered herself until she came. She collapsed on the rug.

When she’d rested, Nina reached behind her, spreading her cheeks. “I want to feel you in my ass.”

I took some lube and worked it into her ass. I could only get one finger in. I worked her asshole several minutes before she ordered me to fuck her. I guided my cock into her, but it was difficult. She was tighter than Walt had been! Nina kept rotating her hips until I finally slid into her very tight ass. I fucked her slowly, savoring the warmth of her ass. She bucked against me and moaned as I increased the pace. I lasted only a few minutes before I came inside her.

“I didn’t expect it to hurt this much!” she exclaimed! “I like it, though.”

“You’ve never had a cock up your ass?” I asked, incredulously!

“Mia and I decided we would save our first anal experience for you! I’m glad I did!”

I didn’t know what to say to this gift! I moved down to lick my cum from her hole. She started moaning again. I ate her long enough for her to finger herself to a couple more orgasms.

“I think I’m going to get Barry ( her husband) to do this! I really like this!” She said. “Think you might be interested in a threesome with us?”

I told her I’d think on it, but I haven’t let another man fuck me since I began my relationship with Walt. I wouldn’t want to unless I knew he’d be okay with it, but I wouldn’t be the one to bring it up!

“Mia and I used to watch you and Silve together. There were a lot of places we could hide and watch you play. I used to masturbate while you ate her pussy. I offered to be another lover, but she just laughed and reminded me we were “family”. (After what I’d experienced near the end, I’m glad Silve declined. She would have broken Nina.)

Nina sat on the sofa and had me lay across her lap. She then played with my bottom a while and then proceeded to run a finger around the rim of my asshole. I purred with delight and wiggled my hips, inviting her to stick her finger inside. She used some of my lube and coated her fingers. She started with one finger, probing gently, then added a second. I was really enjoying this! Soon I wanted more!

“Nina, I can take more. Your fingers are long, but your hand is small. I can take your entire hand!”

She slowly worked four finger’s inside. Not much later she slid her hand inside and stroked my channel wall. It wasn’t as good as Walt fucking me, but I was having a really goooood time!

Soon she was caressing the right spot! “Yesssss, there!” I cried. She massaged that spot causing me to shoot a load into her lap and making her flinch. “That was great, but, please, don’t stop!”

She slowly massaged me and a few minutes later, I came again! I had her make a fist inside me and fuck me with her fist. She filled my nicely, but it still wasn’t Walt’s huge cock in me! I still came one last time before I was spent. I was going to need a good rest before I was ready to fuck again!

I had Nina lay in her back. I sucked a nipple while I slowly worked my finger’s into her pussy. I kept working until my hand was inside. She gasped and moaned, coming while I fucked her. I gently made a fist while inside and fucked several strokes. Her eyes went wide as she gasped in pain! I quickly unfolded and pulled out until only a couple of fingers were left inside. I massaged her until her pain receded and she had her last orgasm.

“That’s what it’s like when Walt fucks me,” I said rather smugly.

“Wow! I had no idea how big he is! How do you stand the pain?”

“I’m slowly getting able to take him. I like a little pain, but I can take a lot with him. He tries very hard not to hurt me!” I smiled, wishing he were here right now!

I told her that she could probably make Barry come with just one finger in his ass: she just had to massage the same area in him! Nina liked that idea. I have a feeling she may be the one that wears the “pants” in that relationship!

With Nina on her back, I lifted one of her legs over my shoulder and started licking her clit and pussy again. I stuck my thumb in her pussy and a finger in her ass, stroking the wall between. She gasped and writhed and rewarded me with another orgasm. But I didn’t stop. I focused on her clit, kissing, licking, and nibbling while I continued to massage her. I worked her into another orgasm. But this time, it was followed by two more, in rapid succession! She finally begged me to stop!

Later, we lay snuggling and kissing. “I hate you,” she said with a smile. “I’ll be thinking of you when Barry fucks me.”

“I love you, too, Sis!”

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Later that day, the Garzas returned with Barry and Mia. Mia’s boyfriend didn’t come: she’d broken up with him right before the flight. She didn’t seem too upset, though. She’s very rough on relationships. Miguel and Silve were coming the next day. Walt called and said he’d be up a couple of days later. I offered to come home, but he said he was looking forward to being with me in the mountains.

That night, I woke to sounds from the front room. I could tell someone was fucking on the rug in front of the fire. I returned to bed, depressed and lonely, Nina was great, but I really wanted Walt!

The next morning, we came out of our rooms to find Felipe and Rosa asleep on the rug. The noise woke them and Rosa sat up suddenly exposing her breasts. She cried out and ran naked to their room! Felipe got up and sauntered after her, a very smug look on his face. His fully erect and nice sized cock indicated Rosa might not be fixing breakfast that morning. They came to breakfast much later. She looked rumpled, but very well fucked. He had a very pleased-with-himself expression. We applauded, Rosa turned beet red and Felipe bowed.

Since this was supposed to be a holiday, everyone would help out. Rosa needed a break, too! Nina, Mia and I had finished cleaning the kitchen when Miguel and Silve arrived. Hugs and kisses all around! Nina introduced me to Barry. He’s cute and very nice, but no Walt. If we ever split, I would have a very difficult time finding another like him! The guys sat on the porch and drank coffee. The girls drank hot cocoa by the fire and visited.

The remainder of the day saw the couples together and Mia and I together. That night, I was envious of the other couples. Mia retired early, leaving me to myself. I’m pretty sure Miguel and Silve spent the night by the fire fucking. The next day was pretty much the same way, the couples going their own ways. Mia and I took care of the minor chores. I decided to retire early. I know Walt has to work, but I really resented his absence!

Later, Mia crawled naked into my bed. “Being alone with these couples really sucks!” She exclaimed. “It’s been too long since you last kissed my bottom! Maybe you should kiss it like you did Nina!”

I was ready. She has a very nice round ass! I rolled her on her stomach and placed several light kisses over that luscious bottom. I don’t know how long I worshipped that ass before she reached behind her spreading her cheeks and exposing her asshole. I gladly licked and kissed the rim before I stuck my tongue in. She was delicious. I forgot Walt temporarily as I indulged my oral inclinations.

When she had enough, she rolled on top, planting her pussy on my mouth and taking my cock in hers. I’d never eaten her pussy and was pleased with her taste. She was more pungent than Nina. She also liked to suck me long and slow, often delaying my coming. Mia loves being in control when we’re together. She hadn’t sucked me since I had my balls removed. She lightly stroked the space between my cock and asshole. Her touch was electrifying and I came in her mouth.

“You came to soon!” She complained. “I want more!” She resumed sucking me. I ran my hands down her sides and across her bottom. When she purred, I nearly came again! She is a really good cocksucker. I missed her talented mouth!

Whenever I was close to coming, she would clamp down on the base of my cock. When she was close, she would rise from my tongue. When she finally came, she moaned around me cock and I quickly emptied into her hungry mouth.

“We should have done this years ago!” Mia exclaimed. “Now, I want this!” she said as she rolled on top and ground against my cock

She kissed me and stroked my cock until it stiffened. She mounted me and rode me, grabbing my breasts. I reached up and played with hers. This went on for several minutes and I was near coming when she rolled off and said, “not yet.”

She lay on her back and pulled me to her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me while I fucked her. She bucked and twisted beneath me meeting my thrusts with her own! She raked and clawed my back, biting my lip. She was the wildest thing I’d ever fucked. Mia would stop me before I could come and start the process over. I lost count of the times she stopped me. I really wanted to come! She had me roll off. I wanted desperately to fill her pussy with my hot load! She rolled onto her stomach, offering me her fabulous ass!

“Go ahead and fuck me hard!” She commanded.

She didn’t flinch as I pushed in. “Wow! That does feel good!” I agreed most wholeheartedly! This was even better than fucking Stephanie’ ass! I managed to last about five minutes before I emptied into her, totally spent.

“Now lick me clean! And be very thorough! ” Sometime before morning, she returned to her room.

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Walt was arriving this morning and I anxiously awaited him. I drove down to the airport to meet him. He looked exhausted, but brightened when he saw me. I ran up to him and threw myself into his arms, kissing him over and over. We kissed awhile before he pushed me back.

“I really need a bath and a shave, ” he said. “But, most of all, I really want you! I’ve really missed you!”

I smiled and said, “then shut up and kiss me!” We stood in the airport holding each other close and kissing passionately. We heard some clapping and whistles around us. I was so happy he was finally here!

He napped on the ride back. He greeted everyone, but I could see how exhausted he looked. I led him into our room. He lay back and he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. I sat by him, watching him, happy to have him here! When he woke, I drew a hot bath for us.

He rubbed his face and said, “I really need a shave. He hadn’t shaved in a week. His beard grows fast.

“Let me shave you”, I asked. He looked at me questioningly. “I used to shave Miguel. He and Silve taught me.” I went to borrow Miguel’s razor while Walt undressed.

I sat across from Walt in the tub. I had to hold his face still as I shaved him. He was struggling not to grab my naked body. It was delicious torturing him so! I left him a moustache and just enough beard to frame his mouth and chin.

I showed him a mirror. “I like this on you,” I said. “You look like a pirate or a highwayman!”

“Then I want your booty!”

“Oooh! Booty call! I like that idea! But first, you get to shave me!” He looked doubtful. He’d never seen me shave!

I have almost no body hair, but I have some around my crotch. I usually use cream to remove it. I sat on the edge of the tub and spread my legs. He was very gentle. The sensation was nice, but I’ll stick to the cream. It took us over an hour to finish our bath. We finished when the water got too cold.

“Let’s eat and visit with the others,” I suggested. “You can collect all my booty you want tonight.”

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That night, we all were sitting by the fire, enjoying some wine and catching up. I crawled onto Walt’s lap and snuggled close. Soon Nina was in Barry’s, Silve on Miguel’s, and Rosa on Felipe’s. Mia had already retired for the night.

Walt whispered, “I’ve really missed you!” “Me, too,” I responded. “Now take me bed and show me how much you missed me, and it better take all night!”

Walt stood with me in his arms, my arms around his neck, and me smiling brightly.

“If you’ll excuse us, Angie wants me to fuck her!” Everyone laughed as I buried my face in his shoulder.

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I was snuggled next to Walt after a very thorough fucking. He was stroking my back, feeling the scratches, when he asked, “Who gave you these?” I tensed, but he seemed relaxed and calm.

“Mia,” I replied nervously. “Yes, she is rather passionate when she fucks, isn’t she!” he laughed.

I sat up suddenly, very angry! I was swinging wildly trying to hit him. He laughed and put up his hands, grabbing my wrists.

“No, I haven’t slept with her!” he laughed. I must have really looked confused. I am too damned insecure if I can’t handle the idea of Walt fucking someone else! I’m extremely jealous of his ex wife, and she didn’t like fucking him!

“I overheard her and Nina talking about seducing you and not having much luck. They didn’t try harder because they were afraid of Silve. She made sure to let them know who you belonged with! And neither wanted to make trouble between you and me. But, you know Mia. She usually gets what she wants! I was over there one morning after you left. Mia had on one of Miguel’s old shirts and nothing else. She crawled on my lap like she does when she wants something very badly. She took my face in her hands and said, ‘Uncle Walt, Nina and I want to have sex with Angie! And we want your permission!’ I had a hard time keeping a straight face! Then she said, ” you can fuck me if you want!” I pushed her off and swatted her butt telling her to put some clothes on! She prissed away then stuck her tongue out at me, saying, “I WILL fuck her!” Then she stomped off. I guess they didn’t have an opportunity until this trip.”

“Mama Rosa asked me not to hurt them!”

Walt laughed, “Rosa was protecting you from them! Besides, it was you who was concerned about my feelings and I love you dearly for that. But you can fuck any woman you want, except my secretary. Wren’s too valuable to me!”

“I’m not sure, but I think they both fucked ME!” I laughed and snuggled against him.

Later, I said, “I really missed you. Feel like fucking me some more?”

When he smiled, I rolled on my back and raised my legs behind my head. “I’m lubed enough. Please fuck me hard!”

I pulled his face to mine as he entered so he wouldn’t see any pain on my face. I was surprised at how little I pain I actually felt! I lowered my legs and wrapped them around his waist thrust against him, trying to match my thrusts to his. Whenever one of us seemed close to coming, I would make us pause. When he would resume, I would moan softly. We fucked until I could see the morning light peaking through the shades. We both came at nearly the same time, then spent collapsed. We didn’t wake until lunch.

It was now Xmas Eve. I was 27, and Walt 49.

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That afternoon, Walt pulled Rosa and Felipe aside. Barry, the girls, and I played a board game. I noticed Walt and the Garza’s looking at me occasionally. When Walt returned, I asked about his conversation. All he said was “later.”

That evening, Barry played the piano while we sang carols and drank eggnog. I had a warm feeling. This was the best Xmas I’d had in a long time! Around 9, the others excused themselves and drifted off to their rooms. Nina and Mia came and kissed me goodnight. Rosa had a funny look and tears in her eyes when she said goodnight.

“Angie, what would you like for Xmas?”

I looked at Walt and said, “You, my darling. And what do you want?”

Walt answered by handing me a small box, inside a ring! It had belonged to his grandmother!

“Only you, my love! ………Angela Nikita Kutuzov………, will you marry me?”

“Angela Schumann. I like that! Yes! Yes! Yes, I will marry you!”

Tonight, I didn’t want sex. I wanted him to hold me tightly and never let go! Later, I modeled the ring, and only the ring, for him!

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Mama Rosa cried when I showed her the ring. Walt had asked the Garza’s for my hand, since I had no family and they had accepted me as another daughter. Mia, Nina, and Silve made a big fuss over my ring. The men congratulated Walt. We exchanged small Xmas gifts, but Walt’s was the very best present! I couldn’t wait to show Stephanie!

The next day, every one else was headed home. Mia and Nina said we would get together and “celebrate” soon! Walt and I were spending one more night.

That night, I lay on the rug facing the fire, Walt behind me. He kissed my neck while gently stroking my side and hips. His fingers lightly brushed my breasts and traveled down to my cock. My skin tingled under his caresses. His warm breath in my ear gave me goosebumps. All he did was stroke my body and I was putty in his hands!

Walt lay back and I straddled him, my mouth at his cock. I held his shaft and licked the head like an ice cream cone. I ran my tongue across the slit and lightly kissed it. While I licked him, he was gently teasing my asshole with his finger. He slowly worked it in and massaged that magical spot! I was fighting coming until I could make him come. He squirmed beneath me while I writhed on him! We played like this for ten or fifteen minutes before he emptied his hot full load into my waiting mouth. I shot my load between us, covering both our stomachs.

I lay on my stomach as Walt started at my neck and shoulders, kissing his way down my back to my bottom then down my thighs. He worked his way back up and lavished kisses on my bottom. He covered every inch of my round bottom with his moist, light kisses. He reached behind me and spread my cheeks. I didn’t care if it was his tongue or his cock, as long something penetrated my asshole! I was rewarded with his magic tongue! He held me and licked and nibbled my rim. I arched my ass towards him, wanting more.

It felt as if he licked me for ages before resuming kissing up my back, ending at my neck and shoulders. He worked two fingers in me, loosening my asshole. He slowly worked rest of his fingers inside, kissing and biting my neck and shoulders. He crawled behind me and placed the head of his massive cock against my ass, pushing in. I felt a brief pain as the head slid past the rim, then pleasure as he slid balls deep into me.

I gasped and said, “this feels soooo goooood! Please, don’t stop!”

He fucked me with long, slow thrusts. Maybe I was getting finally getting used to his size, or maybe, I was now fully surrendering completely to the man I deeply love! I’d never felt this good getting fucked! Walt took his time, enjoying fucking me as much I was enjoying being filled by him. He emptied into my ass and rolled off spent. We cuddled and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I felt Walt’s mouth on a nipple as he gently woke me! I rolled onto my back and pulled him to me. I didn’t wait for him to ask. I spread my legs and guided him in. I was very sore from the previous night. It hurt like hell when he entered, but I was holding him tight as he kissed me, blocking his view of my face. The pain lessened considerably the longer he fucked me. He filled me, his balls slapping where mine used to be. I let him ride me as long as he wanted. He felt so good in my sore ass, I never wanted him to stop, but he was tiring.

“I think I’ve had enough to last me the trip home. Thank you, my wonderful man!”

He slept the entire flight, and the drive back to our apartment. I helped him into bed and lay next to him till he drifted off to sleep. Tonight, I’m glad he needs to recharge and my sore ass needs a rest. Tomorrow, I might change my mind.

“I know by now how to pull the applications to find just the right one. I have been doing this for some time now. Young, who lives in a poor neighborhood with little qualifications. As the owner of Melvin’s Mini Market I can hire and fire who ever I want. Most of my people are paid under the table which allows me to get away with a lot”

It’s 9 am and the day is just beginning Melvin sits in his upper office with his slacks and polo ironed and pressed looking threw the job database. He isn’t actually looking for anyone to hire, there is enough staff. He is looking for some one desperate and wiling. At thirty seven years old 5’11, successful , black and charming. One would think Melvin can find a nice girl or guy to settle down with. But he is comfortable with his life and having people at his disposal. Melvin clicks on an application Tyree Phillips, 19 African American on Vine st. (The Hood) last job over a year ago at a Burger chain.

“Perrrrrfect” Says Melvin slow and deep

“Hello” says a low raspy voice

“Hi, can I speak to Tyree Please

“Dis him”

“Hey Tyree this is Melvin calling from the Mini Market on Sundale Dr”

“Oh hey, about my application?”

“Yeap, about your app. What time can I get you in here today?”

“Bout one ?”

“Okay 1:00PM works for me. I’ll see you then just ask for Melvin”

“Aight, thank you sir”

Hearing Tyree answer him with Yes sir made Melvin hard in his slacks. Most of the people that worked at the Market were older people. No one ever suspected anything from interviewing younger people. Everyone knew they needed someone for the things they couldn’t do. Right now Charlie handles all of the labor. Charlie is twenty two years old, very chubby and as dark as night. He hardly says anything to anyone. Charlie’s mother work at the market and got Charlie his job there.

Melvin is sitting in his office waiting for 1:00PM to approach. His bulge already in place, and everything in the office positioned just right. He looks Tyree up on Facebook to see if he can find him but nothing pops up.

Tyree parks his bike in front of the Market. The Brown skin boy with round eyes and big pouty lips, about 5′ 9″ slightly stocky. He walks up to Brenda as she wipes off the glass.

“I’m here to see Marvin”

“You mean Melvin? Yes baby, go to the blue door walk to the very top of the stairs and he’ll buzz you in suga foot”

Tyree nervously walked to the top of the well lit stairs, he really liked how everything was light green trimmed in blue. He thought about how new everything would feel if his room at home was painted in such way. He press the bell his heart racing. Melvin is laced with excitement, he buzzes Tyree in the office from his desk. Tyree pauses and looks around at how nice the office is. Everything is black, leather and Chrome.

“Come in Tyree take a seat, I’m Melvin I am the owner and operator of Mel’s Mini Market”

“I went over you app and wanted to be sure to get you in for and interview, tell me a little about your work history”

Melvin already knew the answer to this question he had Tyree’s job application right in front of him.

“I use to work a Better Buger, I ain’t there no more because I wasn’t gettin’ no good hours”

“Why do you want to work for the Market, have you had many other interviews?”

“I see the sign for this place on all the bus stop and stuff, I haven’t really got no call backs. I want to work here cause it’s a friendly place and seem like a nice job “

“Hmmm, okay okay. I’ve been looking over your application and you don’t have many qualifications that I’d normally be looking for.”

“I can learn anything and I can learn fast, I just need a job”

Seeing the desperation in Tyree’s eyes, Melvin sits toward the edge of the deal directly in front of Tyree. He bulge showing extremely well in his slacks. Tyree starts to feel a little uncomfortable having a man this close and with a juicy bulge.

“So you can learn fast huh? And you really need a job?” Melvin said as he grabbed his bulge

“Ye Ye yes sir”

Tyree was a little scared at what Melvin may be implying. His heart started to race. Melvin grabbed his bulge and gave it a shake, unbuckled his slacks and plopped out his thick meaty dick and huge balls. Tyree wanted to jump up but his body wouldn’t let him move. He looked up at Melvin and back down at the meat in Melvin’s hand.

“I don’t think I’m right for this job”

Tyree barely getting up from his seat, legs feeling weak he made it to the door. Melvin still sitting at the edge of the desk with a hand full on dick.

“imagine how proud your Mother would be of you. Bringing in an income, helping out the family? It’s your call”

This is just a sample/teaser to see if this is something the readers would like. I would love to receive emails about other stories or subject matter. I like to write and have a very wild imagination. So I am very open to new ideas. Let me know if you want more.

T PEREZ

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Another Music City Miracle

Written By:  Bill Hudley

Six months ago today I began a new chapter in my life. I started a new job, in a new city and I began my life anew, fresh and ready for new adventures.  My mostly happy life in Los Angeles ended when my partner of five years, decided one day that he really isn’t gay and that he wants to get married and raise a family.  I was completely mystified. There was nothing in my five plus years of knowing and living with Anson that ever suggested that he was not completely, totally gay.

Once I overcame my shock and disappointment, I realized I have an opportunity to make changes in my life that I’ve secretly longed for, even when Anson and I were at our best together.  I’ve never liked living in L.A., I love the climate but other than my job, that is about all I really enjoyed there.  Everything and mostly everyone, there seemed phony to me, not trustworthy nor truthful when it really matters.  Just like in the movies, everything was all smoke and mirrors, nothing nor anyone seemed real.  Money, Fame, and Power are the Hollywood Triumvirate, the only firm truth in the entire town.  Personal relationships are well down the list of things to nurture and cherish.

While attending a work seminar in Tennessee, I decided that I would take time off and travel to other cities in the Eastern part of the country to find a new place to call home. I visited Atlanta, Miami, Tampa, St. Pete, Charlotte, Clearwater, Dunedin, New Orléans and Savannah.  In the end, I chose Nashville. I feel more comfortable here and the people are the friendliest I’ve ever encountered. People here go about their business with a smile, even with no one near, they’re still smiling.

In my search for a home, I saw many fine houses both inside and outside of the city but I only fell in love with one. It is a cottage style older home up on Love circle, the highest point in the city, just off Acklen near West End Ave. I have spectacular night-time views of the city lights and skyline, plus the house is convenient to everything I do in the city. There are four bedrooms, a four-car detached garage, a finished basement with game room. On the main floor is the living room, dining room, study, laundry/mud room, kitchen and sun-room, the bedrooms are all on the top floor and the family room is on the lower level.  I love every inch of it.

The icing on the cake is that the house on Love Circle cost less than a third of the money I got from the sale of my two bedroom loft condo in West Hollywood.  I plan to renovate and open up the kitchen, dining and living rooms into an open concept with french doors and balconies overlooking the city, and a patio and swimming pool .

I’m Steven Allan Chapman, 32 years old, I’m about average in height at 5’10” and a bit on the thin side at 135 pounds, and I’ve brown hair and green eyes. I’m no gym rat, but I do run almost daily, my body is decent, slim to thin, lightly toned, no bulging muscles or 6 pack abs, but I’m firm and have a medium skin tone, not dark, nor pale.  

I grew up being told to always present myself to others as best as I could.  I do make an effort to look neat and to dress well, even when just running errands in jeans, my mother always admonished me that being neat and well dressed makes people remember you, I’m always aware of how I present myself professionally and socially.

In California, I was a sound engineer with a large film studio, with my background and experience, I found work in the recording industry in Nashville quickly.  I’ve always worked with both the famous and the unknowns, in Hollywood as well and the new job here.  Most of my work here is with the Country Music Industry but there’s plenty of other work like recording session work with the city’s abundant Country Music talent, recording sessions with the City’s award winning Symphony Orchestra, Choral groups, Choirs and demo recordings for aspiring singers, songwriters and musicians.

I now work in Live Sound Engineering, testing and developing monitor mixers and house mixers that fine tune the venue for the best possible live sound for performances in stadiums and concert halls.

After six months here I’ve considered switching to studio recording because of all the travel involved in the Live Performance field. Live Sound Engineering requires that I travel to the venue, in Hollywood I worked more in studio than on location, I traveled only a few times a year there. Here in Nashville, most all of my company’s clients now perform live.  I now travel at least three days a week and always on weekends.  My travel schedule leaves precious little personal time for life’s necessities like love and sex…I need to talk with my boss and see what we can work out.  Things need to change for me.

Tim, my boss, is really laid back and easy to talk with. He has four road crews of sound pros working for him and he’s always treated each of us fairly and with respect.  He laughed when I broached the topic of not traveling so much and moving into studio work.

“Steven, besides being a great sound man, are you a mind reader too?  Our best Studio engineer will be retiring in a couple of months and with your experience, I think you’re the guy for the job.  This is great, we’ll both be happy.  You’re scheduled to work the Chesney Indianapolis show, after that I can bring you into the studio to work with Larry his last few weeks. There will be an increase in your salary too, it looks like it’ll be another hundred bucks a week. This sound okay to you Steven?”

“You bet Tim, this is great!  Thank you I truly appreciate your confidence in me.  I won’t let you down.”

I was walking on air when I left Tim’s office.  I have only been here six months and I’m getting promoted to the recording studio.  No more weekly travel!

When I pulled into the parking lot at the liquor store my heart started racing, two spaces over from my SUV sat the British Racing Green, vintage Jaguar that belongs to the blond hunk I saw as he was leaving, the last time I stopped here.  He’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen; a little taller than me, maybe six feet, slim to thin, with wiry muscled arms, blond hair with lighter streaks on top, a golden mustache and goatee, both neatly trimmed.  Golden curls spilled over the neck of his Tee-shirt, and a well worn and faded pair of 501 jeans were drawn tight over his high, round little butt. The first time I saw him I had to sit in my SUV and take deep breaths to keep from cumming in my shorts watching him walk  to his car from the store.

Inside, I told the clerk I needed a case of my brand of Moscato and the blond hunk, just a few feet away turned to look at me.

“Great choice, that’s my favorite wine too!”

I turned to him and he gave me a 10,000 watt smile.  I leaned my thighs forward to brace against the counter, my knees were weak from his smile.  I wanted to ask him to come help me drink the wine  but I don’t have that kind of nerve out in public.  Jeez, just looking at him makes me want to do all manner of sexual things to his beautiful self.  Yeah, he makes my cock go hard as stone.  I saw his eyes skim down my body and back up, he stopped and stared at my crotch and slowly looked up to my eyes, a sly smile crossed his face as mine flushed crimson, I know he saw the hard lump in my pants.  I’m sure it isn’t anything new to him, there are plenty of men that will get a hard on while looking at him.  As I started to the door Mr. Gorgeous stepped over and opened the door for me.

“Here, let me get the door for you, you’re carrying precious cargo with all that wine, Green Eyes.”

He said ‘Green Eyes’ softly for only me to hear. I felt the heat rise as I blushed once more.

“Uh…th…thank you…I…uh…appreciate your help.”

“Sure no problem.” he said as he stepped out behind me.

“Which is your ride?” he asked, then before I could answer he nodded toward the older black Classic at the left.

“You’re driving that Classic Studebaker, right?”

I grinned and nodded “Yeah, that’s my old jalopy.”

“Wow, it’s a beauty, is it a ’63, or ’64?”

“It’s a ’64 Gran Turismo, last year they were made.”

“What a beauty she is, a 289 V-8 right?” he asked.

“Right, you know your old cars well, my friend. I’m Steven Chapman”

“Well Steven, what do I have to do for you to let me drive this jewel?”

He actually winked at me when he asked that.  Now I was flustered. I reached into my jeans pocket and pushed the button to release the trunk. As I sat the case of wine into the trunk he was leaning in the window looking the car over.

“Whoa!  Even I know that they didn’t have a remote trunk release in 1964; what else have you done to this fantastic vehicle?

“It’s now a RestoMod, all everything mechanical, plus the electrical system is new or updated, everything but the body is now new and up to current standards.  I changed the upholstery from the stock red vinyl interior to the saddle tan leather you see.  It has Chrysler Sebring Convertible power seats with built-in three point seat belts, power windows, a GPS and a custom console that separates the seats in front and back.  It’s a dream to drive, too.”

“Like I asked earlier, what do I have to do for you to get you to let me drive this beautiful machine?”

“Get in and try her on.” I said.

He jumped into the driver’s seat and closed the door. I stood outside leaning down to look at him in the car. He turned to me and our faces were only inches apart, he looked directly into my eyes and said.

“Get in Green Eyes, it won’t be any fun without you.”

He stuck out his hand, I’m Hank Hartsfield, pleased to meet you Green Eyes.  Again I’m blushing as I shook his hand.  Uh…I’m Stephen Chapman.  He held my eyes with his just a bit too long.  I knew at that moment he is gay. I held up the keys and jingled them once.

“I’ll have to think about what might be a proper payment, but you can go ahead and drive her while I work that out in my head. That okay with you?”

“Yeah that will be okay, come on, let’s take a ride Green eyes.”

I walked around and got into the passenger seat.

“All the bits and pieces are new, it’s just the body that is 52 years old. She has all the modern conveniences added, disc brakes, up-to-date suspension and tires, as well as a new power train.  You don’t have to go easy on her, she’s got the goods to get on down the highway.”

He turned right onto McGavock off 17th and onto the I-65 / I-40 inner loop at exit 209 and accelerated up to 65 mph quickly, we drove the loop around downtown. While we were cruising I kept cutting my eyes over to look at him when he wasn’t talking (which wasn’t often). He raved about the way the old Stude handled and performed. I learned that his name is Henry Harrison Hartsfield and that we live less than a mile apart, him on Acklen Avenue, me up on Love Circle. All too soon we were exiting off the loop at 17th and back in the liquor store parking lot.

“Here’s the address on Acklen and my cell number. Why don’t you come by for a drink tonight, anytime after 7:30, I have a business meeting that starts after work and it will be about 7:00 before I get free.  We’ll have a drink and a nosh, and get to know each other a bit.”

“Great, I should have your payment worked out by then. Thanks, I’ll see you around 8:00 then.”

“Come earlier if you want, that will give us more time together.”

Damn! I’m trembling, this incredible man wants me to come for drinks.  When he said come early and we’d have more time together my stomach did a little flip flop but I managed to stutter out nervously…

“See you later Hank.”

We said our goodbyes and agreed on 7:45.  I was so occupied by thoughts of Hank Hartsfield that I barely remember any part of the drive out West End and up to Love Circle.

I put the wine away, turned the computer on and played a Mahjong Game for a while.  Later I turned on the shower and took my time, letting the water soothe and calm me.  i thought a lot about Mr. Hartsfield as I stood in the massaging needle spray of the shower head.  Once out of the shower and dried off, I went to my closet to decide what to wear.  It’s a nice late summer evening, not so hot as it was just a few weeks ago at the beginning of August.

I chose a V-neck emerald green cashmere pullover, mostly because it shows of my green eyes and the silky brown curls of chest hair just below my neck. Plus, I love the way the cashmere feels against my skin, without a tee shirt underneath the soft wool keeps my nipples erect and hard.  I picked a pair of tan slacks that compliments the green pullover.  This particular pair of slacks were purported to ‘show off my assets’ so the store clerk told me in a conspiratorial tone. They fit tightly across my ass and are tailored well enough in front to show a promise of my manhood without being vulgar.  I chose Cordovan slippers and no socks. (it’s a Southern thing I’ve learned, I’m told that one has to be a Southerner to understand.)

While I was dressing the phone rang and it was Tim, my boss, at the recording studio. The guy who has taken my job with with the road crew has been rushed to the hospital with an attack of appendicitis and was rushed into surgery just hours before the sold out Chris Young concert in Indianapolis.  I threw things into a bag and drove to the airport.  I tried to call Hank Hartsfield but I must have copied his number wrong, I kept getting a Korean family in Donelson.  I even called the liquor store but they wouldn’t give me any information.  I kept trying to call until the Korean man threatened to call the police if I didn’t stop harassing them.

I was anxious all weekend, and once back in Nashville, I drove straight to Hank Harrison’s house from the airport. There was no answer to my ringing the doorbell and finally I wrote a note explaining why I had missed our date.  I never heard back from him.

On the bright side, my co-worker, Andrew Upton recovered from his surgery and took over the traveling sound crew again after a couple of weeks recuperation.  Meanwhile, the days then weeks went by with no word from dreamboat Hank, and I wrote it off as a another missed opportunity, one I was certain I would regret for a very long.

I concentrated on the house, doing the things I can do, like painting, caulking, clearing the yard, etcetera.  I found an architect, through a mutual acquaintance, who is with one of the most progressive firms in the city, he does exciting, creative work, and is reported to be very easy on the eyes as well, though a rumor is circulating that he has recently acquired a partner, according to Bernie, my friend and Studio Musician at work.  Bernie and his artist brother are purported to know every gay man in town.  

The Architect is Carter Conway with  C and K Designs, he will be coming to meet with me later this week with his in initial drawings. My only direction for him is that I want to open up the back of the house with a wall of windows, with decks that look out onto the city and of course my budget for the renovations.  I’ve learned by doing and attending the the local Home Improvement store’s “How to Classes” for tile flooring, back splashes, new kitchen cabinets, I had can lights put in the kitchen prep areas and over the island.  Outside, I started at the front entrance, tearing out scrubby shrubs and trimming the overgrown ones back to a reasonable size.  I had to call in one of my former crew at work with his pickup truck to pull some of the bushes from the ground.

A car I didn’t recognize pulled into the drive while I was working Thursday afternoon, at first all I saw was his backside as he bent over to retrieve his portfolio from the back seat of his car.  When he turned to face me I knew the rumors about his looks were true.  Mr. Carter Conway is quite the handsome young man.

We moved toward each other with hands extended for our initial handshake.  

“Mr.  Conway I presume.”  I said with a smile.

“Hello Mr. Chapman, it’s good to finally meet the owner of this wonderful home.  I must confess, that I was overjoyed when I learned I would be working with you on this house.  When I was in Grad School at Vanderbilt, I came here often when this house was vacant and for sale.   I’ve drawn and redrawn this place many, many times.  I think you are a very lucky man to own this place.  I’ve drawn up what you wanted, but I’ve also brought along some of the drawings I did those years long ago when I was a student.”

“First, let’s dispense with the Mister titles, please call me Stephen.”

“Only if you’ll call me Carter.”

I invited him in and poured us two glasses of sweet iced tea (one of my very favorite things about the South.)  We moved to the dining room table and he opened his portfolio.  The first elevation shown was the rear of the house with glass walls and decking on each of the three floors.  He said that each panel could be moved in its track, giving me a variety of open door options.  Plus the glass will be coated like that in skyscrapers to reflect the sunlight and keep the inside cooler.

The decks he planned were wonderful, spacious, places with sun, places with shade and all with a nighttime view of the city lights.  At the front of the house, the major change was the addition of a covered portico at the front door and a circular drive with adjacent parking for four or five cars.  At the front door a fish pond stretched almost the length of the house.  There was a gang plank like bridge from the portico to the front door.  The fish swam up to meet guests.

His early drawings as a student were captivating, focusing mainly on the front facade with four different elevation drawings.  I asked if I could buy copies of these early drawings, I want to frame them for a wall gallery in the bedroom and hallway.  We studied both the new and the older designs, settling on four drawings for the front entrance and garden and the first new drawing of the rear facade with the decks and sliding doors.  The only thing left for me to do is to choose which look I like best for the front facade.  My problem is that I truly love all of them.

In the end, I chose the front elevation with the huge portico, fish pond entry and flanked on each side with Italian Cypress.  All windows were to be replaced with floor to ceiling double pane, insulating glass, the circular drive, and the Italian Cypress trees will line the front as well as each side of the property  The driveways will be paved with brick-like pavers, the landscaping company will be chosen later.  

Carter came back the following week with his newest drawing and I actually gasped when I saw them.  He’s transformed this place from it’s dated, 1930’s Craftsman look into a modern version of the same.  When I finally looked up from the drawing  I said.

“That’s it!  It’s exactly what I want Carter.”

The rear of the house was just as perfect.  Exactly what I wanted.  How Carter knew the style and general ‘look’ that I prefer was beyond me, but he absolutely got everything just as I wanted.  I did have to leave the house for a week while the original hardwood floors were refinished in a dark coffee brown.  I talked with Tim at work and I took a week off to relax before I started my new recording duties as work.  

After almost seven months without sex, I’m climbing the walls needing a sexual release, masturbation just isn’t enough.  I went out to a local dance place called Club Blu on Church street downtown.  I Met up with a guy there, went home with him, got my rocks off and left.  All in all, it was a very disappointing night out.  I made a couple more nights out like that and suddenly it was winter, only two weeks until Christmas.  

Bernie, our studio songwriter and musician, invited me to the Christmas Party he and his brother host each year.  Bernie is the musician and his brother Philip is a very accomplished artist whose work is on permanent exhibit at the Guggenheim Museum as well as being on a permanent exhibit locally at the Parthenon Gallery in Centennial Park.  At first I intended to blow it off and not go, but the Christmas blues set in and I began feeling sorry for ‘poor little me,’  alone at Christmas and with no prospects of a date, not to mention a boyfriend or a prospective companion/partner.  

I dressed to look my best in a cashmere dove grey turtleneck under a Navy blazer with grey slacks and black accessories.  Bernie had told me that their party would have a high concentration of gay men among the invitees for a  party consisting mostly of musicians and artists.  I grabbed up a couple of bottles of wine plus a bottle of Courvoisier for my Hosts and off I went to the party.  

When I arrived at their place on Old Hickory Boulevard I was amazed at the number of cars parked along the road.  Once I stepped in the front door the place was wall to wall men; Bernie rushed over to welcome me, thanked me for the wine and asked that I put it in the kitchen while he stashed the Cognac in a safe place to be savored later after the crowd was gone.  Bernie then stayed near the front door to greet his guests as they arrived.  I was propositioned five times before I reached the kitchen to put the wine in the cooler, plus a couple of anonymous grabs at my butt as I made my way to the food table.

Bernie came swooping by, took me by the arm.  “Oh my, now I need to take you away for a few moments, , there’s single men for you to meet yet.”

Several men introduced themselves and chatted me up, trying to find out who the new face belonged to mostly.  I was pleased that the crowd was mainly business people and not an event for those so inclined, to come in ‘Drag.’  There was an inordinate amount of good looking men at this party, making me realize that I must get out and about more in the gay community if I ever want to find the man for me.  Luckily, these friendly people made me feel welcome and a few piqued my interest.  I exchanged cards with four men whom I would like to get to know.  

As I made my way through the rooms, all filled with guys drinking and chatting,  I realized that this house is huge.  It’s an impressive Tudor three story style with a round turret entry.  I counted eight rooms on the main floor and Bernie once told me his brother has a studio in a third floor loft.  The bedrooms, I presumed, are all on the second floor.  I made my way back to the kitchen/family room for a refill of wine.  I stood looking out the wall of windows at the back of the house.  There were two decks, an upper one off the family room/kitchen  with a broad staircase leading down to another, much larger deck adjacent to the pool.

I saw that the booth decks were just as crowded as in the house, there were even groups gathered around  each side of the covered, winterized pool.   As I scanned the crowd, I saw him, his backside anyway, the blonde hair hiding the collar of his jacket and the sideburns when he turned his head, let me know it was Hank Hartsfield, in the flesh.  I watched as the churning in my gut subsided a bit.  Hank was laughing and talking with a group or eight or so men, adroitly stepping away from the several hands that strayed to his beautiful little butt.  I felt a pang of jealousy, I wanted to the the one caressing that butt.

I moved out to the upper deck and stood along the railing, trying to will him to turn around and see me standing there.  It never happened and eventually I went back to the kitchen to refill my wine glass.  I met up with Bernie, my host, and he took me around introducing me to everyone we met.  He introduced me as the new Sound Guru for the studio, brought in from Hollywood, and told all who would listen that musical artists were flying in from all over the country to work with me (a bit of an exaggeration but not entirely untrue.)  I was talking with Bernie’s brother, the artist, when he excused himself to go greet some newcomers to the party.  I raised my glass to take a sip of wine when I felt a warm breath on my neck and heard a very sexy voice say.

‘At last we  meet again, Green Eyes!’

I felt the flip flop in my gut then turned to see his smiling  face.

“I tried to call you but I kept getting a Korean family in Donelson, I even left a note at your house when I got back to town.  I was called away by my boss to fill in for a coworker who was stricken with appendicitis.  I hope you will give me another chance, I want to get to know you Hank, and at the least, maybe we’ll become good friends, who knows what could happen.”

“I was pissed that night we were supposed to meet, no phone call or anything.  Then about a month later, when I was doing yard work, I found your note in the shrubbery.  It had blown away from the storm door.  By then I figured that we’d cross paths again and put it in the back of my mind until just a few minutes ago.  One of the guys in our group outside saw you on the deck and became so excited we all turned to see who had him so worked up.  I saw you only a few seconds before you turned to go back inside.  I broke away from the group and came looking for you, I had planned to stay here for only an hour or so before leaving for home, but now I think that you and I should go to dinner tonight.”

“Yes!  Anywhere you like and thank you.  It’s been a long time since I’ve regretted missing a date with anyone, like I’ve regretting missing that one with you.”

Hank took my elbow in hand and led me to a sofa in the library, we sat and talked for almost an hour, when Bernie stuck his head  he said.

“Here you naughty boys are.  Many of the guests are asking who you are and where I’ve been hiding you Steven.  I’ve only told them that you’re our new sound man at the studio. Have you and our Hank met before?  I’m sure there are just as many guests  looking for him as well.  Why don’t you boys make a quick tour through saying your goodbyes and go have a nice dinner and a good long talk.  I can imagine that there are much quieter places you two would rather be than in this crowd tonight.”

We both thanked Bernie and went in search of Philip, the artist.  We found him back in the kitchen where joined us.  As we stood there thanking them, Hank had his arm around my waist, holding me closely.  I noticed that when he glanced down and saw Hank holding me to him, Bernie’s eyes went wide and his eyebrows nearly reached his toupee as he leaned over and spoke quietly to me.

“Oh my, I’ve known him for many years Steven, I’ve never seen Hank Hartsfield show any overt interest in anyone like he has you.   He’s a good man and the prize catch of the city, plus you two certainly do look good together.  Good luck and I expect details Monday at work!  Now go have a good time.”

We left in Hank’s XKE Jaguar Roadster, after making a quick phone call to secure a table, he drove us to the Loveless Motel Restaurant out on Highway 100 past  Bellevue.   I’ve heard of this place from the guys at work but until tonight, I haven’t been there.  Hank had their signature dish of Country Ham & eggs with fried apples, Cat-head biscuits and Red-eye Gravy.  I played it safe with the fried chicken, mashed potatoes and green beans.  I have to admit that when Hank convinced me to try the biscuit with Red Eye Gravy I was hooked.  I knew I’d be back to try the country Ham dinner Plate soon!

We talked a good bit about our work, Hank is an Electrical Engineer, working with one of the best Architects in the Southern States.  Like me, he’s getting tired of the travel and trying to find a position that lets him be home more.  Also like me, he never married, and like me, he also encountered ‘the witch’ once he placed a ring on her finger.  His engagement was shorter at three weeks, where mine lasted 3 months.  

I suspect that both of us were relieved to have had an excuse to call off our expected marriages.  I now know that I was getting married only because that is what was done where I came from.  I knew it wasn’t what I wanted.   No matter that my desires were for a man, not a woman; I did manage to keep that secret for a long while after leaving my hometown.  Now, I live as a gay man, not a flag waver or Gay Pride marcher, just an ordinary working guy that will tell the truth if asked about sexuality and preferences.  I’m not a fighter by any means but I can and will protect myself if needed.  I’ve taken instruction in a couple of  self defense courses.

Hank is a local, born and raised here in the city.  His family owns a nursery and landscaping business.  His younger brother Kenneth, works with their Dad and will take over the business when their Dad retires.  Hank’s situation was similar to mine in feeling that marriage was what we were supposed to do.  We did learn that we have many similar interests, besides our passion for classic cars.  We share similar beliefs in religion, politics, good wine, family values and our personal goals and dreams.  Before tonight’s dinner, Hank Hartsfield was just someone I lusted over in the privacy of my bedroom.  After spending an evening with him, now he is someone I want to know, someone I want to spend time with.  We both enjoyed our dinner date and getting to know each other.  

When he took me back to my car, we both sat looking at the other, no words, just memorizing every feature and remembering the evening’s conversation.  I know I want to see more of him and I want it sooner than later.  I was the first to speak.

“I want to return your hospitality, Hank.  When can I make a home cooked meal for you?  I’ve thoroughly enjoyed this time with you and hope that you feel the same.”

“Yes, I’ve enjoyed our evening, and I’ll gladly come to dinner any night you ask.  I don’t like eating alone, nor do I like sleeping alone, and I am very particular about whom I choose to do either with.  If you’re willing, I think we should date a bit and explore this attraction we have for each other.”

I smiled at him.  “How about you coming over at 7:00  tomorrow and we’ll cook and eat around 8:00 or so?”

“You’re on Steven, 7:00 it is.

I scribbled out my address and phone number and handed the paper to him.  He read the address and looked up smiling.

“I’ve always wanted a place on Love Circle, there a house there that I’d love to own.”  He said.

“When I first came here I looked at homes from Hendersonville to Franklin, and from Mt. Juliet to Bellvue.  I’m sure I looked at more than fifty houses, I fell in love with the Love Circle house when I walked in the front door.  It was like the house claimed me, I knew immediately that I was home, this is where I’m supposed to be.

I’ve called in an Architect and he has done some wonderful drawings.  He left me a stack of sketches he did of my place when he was a student at Vanderbilt.  

Each time I think I’ve made up my mind, I see something else he’s drawn that I like as well. The place was built in the 1930’s and it has great ‘bones’, I want to open up the back side with window walls and decks, but I have to be careful to not change the things that attracted me to the place the first time I stepped inside.  I’ll  refurbish the kitchen and bathrooms for sure, I’ll need help to cull out some of the drawings.  Say, maybe you can give me ideas…Oh, I mean ideas about the house…I’ve already got a mind full of ideas about you.”

Hank smiled and even blushed a bit which really surprised me.  Looking as he does, I know he must get ‘hit on’ every time he leaves his house.  I would think he’s heard every come on imaginable.

After getting home I made a list of things for dinner and early on Sunday  Morning I was in the grocery store getting Filet Mignon and all the trimmings.  We would have the steaks, a Caesar salad with the usual ingredients plus bits of Peaches, raisins and Feta cheese.  The wine I chose was a Petite Si rah, a compliment to the lean, red meat.

I had the house picked up and looking fairly good.  I had my idea sketches and clippings on the coffee table of the things I think I might want to do with the house, as well at the Architect’s drawings.  I sat down and was sipping my wine, looked over at the clock and saw it is only 3:00 PM.  I picked up the phone and called Hank.  When he answered my gut did a flip flop when I heard his voice.

“Hey handsome.  I’ve got all the prep work for dinner done and I’m just sitting here alone, drinking wine and thinking about last night.  Come when you want, the heck with waiting until 7:00 PM, unless you’re busy.”  I said.

“I just got out of the shower, I’ll be there in 15 to 20 minutes, tops.  Are we dressing for going out or is it jeans and tees casual?  He asked.

“Let’s go for jeans and tees, it we decide to go out we can stop by your place for you to change.”

“Great!  See you in a bit babe.”

My gut did that flip flop again when he said ‘babe.’

I gulped down the wine left in my glass and reached for the bottle to pour another, but stopped when I remembered that Hank hadn’t seen my prized possession as yet.  I knew we’d be going for another drive around the city’s inner loop.  I’m a Muscle Car nut, absolutely bonkers for old cars from the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s.  In addition to the ’64 Studebaker, I have a ’69 Oldsmobile Cutlass 442 Convertible, Old Gold with white top and white leather interior, I replaced the leatherette (vinyl) with leather during the restoration, it’s a RestoMod also.  I went to the garage, took the California duster to the car and wiped the Olds down good.  I Put the top down and the boot cover on, and brought it up to the front drive and parked it in the shade.  When I heard him drive up I went to greet him.  When I opened the door he was greatly excited.

“I know this house and I know that car!  This house is the one I mentioned that I would love to own.  I’m jealous as all hell now.  I’ve seen you drive that car a couple of times, both times the top was up and I didn’t see you, but I remember this car.  It’s a good thing I didn’t get a good look at you, I might have ‘accidentally’ bumped into you, it would have been worth a few hundred dollars in damages just to get your phone number, once I even followed you out West End just to listen to that exhaust note;  damn man, who are you…Mr. Moneybags? Two fantastic classics to drive around in and this wonderful old house to come home to.

I pulled the front door closed and tossed him the keys, crank her up and let’s take a ride Hank.  It’s all a part of my evil scheme, getting you indebted to me as I decide what your repayment for driving these cars.  

“That’s right…we never settled that debt.  It’s a deal Steven!  But promise you’ll go easy on me.”

“Drive, Hank” I said as I slid into the passenger seat.

After a left turn on West End we were soon on the I-440 outer loop, top down and cruising along at 70 and Hank was all smiles.  I watched his profile, blond hair swirling in the wind, his handsome, chiseled  facial features, the golden mustache and goatee, and wearing his sexy, retro Aviator sunglasses.  I’m getting hard again just looking at him. I noticed that we were dressed alike, the only difference was the color of our pullovers, mine emerald green and his burgundy. It seemed that just as I got his image burned into my brain he was stopping the car in my driveway.

“I’m green with envy Steven, these wonderful cars, your fantastic home.”

“The cars are just adult toys, something to occupy my spare time and help fill in the huge hole in my life.”

Hank’s grin faded and he looked very serious.

“I know Steven.  I’m in a very similar position, we’ve both got our cars, the boy toys that we dive into to keep from thinking about the one thing that would make us whole.  We’ve both known the pain of loneliness and the fear of never finding our soulmate.   But things are looking up for a change, we’re becoming good friends and we’ve managed to have the hottest sex of my life these few short days.  I think we’ve a great chance at finding what we want…together.  I know I want us to try to make it…together…I’m already crazy about you. You are what I want Steven.”

I was truly surprised, he wants everything that I want, my eyes brimmed with tears when he said he wants me.  I have to show him that I want him too, just as much as he wants me.

Back at my house, I grabbed him and hugged him to me before the door was closed.  Our kiss was tender at first but building fast toward frantic passion, Hank started backing away from the door while we were still locked in our embrace.  

“The bedroom…where’s the bedroom, he muttered between kisses.”

I guided us, still embraced in our kiss.  Once there we laid down still dressed and touched and kissed, soon we were too warm and the pullovers came off. Seeing his mat of golden chest hair turned me on even more and I pulled us together, chests rubbing and mouths devouring the other. That tipped the scales, I had been content to kiss and make out but now I was opening his pants and he was tugging at mine.

With his pants unbuttoned and the zipper halfway down I thrust my hand under the waistband of his shorts and took his hard cock into my hand, my fingers did not meet, his cock was so fat. The length was only six or seven inches but the girth was huge. As I was rubbing my chest against him, kissing him hard, his hand took hold of my cock, I froze, afraid that I would ejaculate on the spot. I fought to keep from climaxing and slowly the urge ebbed away.

I stood and pushed my pants and shorts to the floor, I grabbed at the cuffs of Hanks pants and pulled them from his beautiful body and crawled atop him, the feel of his hairy body against my bare skin was exquisite. To my surprise Hanks legs spread wide and I looked up to his face .

“Steven, I feel it, this is different, with you, there something special, a connection beyond just sex.  I want to hold on to this moment. Take me Steven, make love to me.  Please I want you inside me, I need you there.  You need to be there.  Let’s make love and see how high we can go, please.”

Instinctively, even though it is his first time in my bed, he knew where to find the necessities, he reached for the bedside drawer and pulled out the lube.  While I lubed his butt with two fingers he was lovingly caressing my throbbing cock, staring into my eyes every second.  Still lubing him, now with three fingers in and out of his butt, I leaned over his body and kissed him again.  More passion seized us and a now four fingers and most of my hand were pistoning in and out of his writhing butt.  When I started tweaking his prostate he began to moan, low and guttural and said.

“Now. Fuck me…now…fuck me now…fuck me now…ohmigod, now…NOW!”

Out came the fingers and I knee walked into position as he wiped my fingers with a towel.  I pushed at his anus, then again, harder. Suddenly he pulled hard on my thighs and I was inside him.  I stopped still to let him adjust to my cock, and I felt the heat inside him, it was tremendous.  As I slid further into him the hotter he became, the heat and the velvet softness of his anal canal sent wonderful sensations to the sensitive head of my cock. The feel of being inside him overwhelmed me.

The look on his face as he passed from the pain to the pleasure was pure bliss.  I felt humbled and awed that I could give him that much pleasure.  As if he read my thoughts he reached and pulled my face into a kiss and his hips bucked and circled on my hard cock deep inside him.  He moaned into our kiss as I ground hard against his bucking and thrusting hips.  Hank began to grunt loudly each time we ground hard together.  He locked his ankles behind my butt and pulled me deeper, harder against him. At first he was quietly mouthing a word then slowly and softly it became a chant rising from him.  Fuck me…fuck me… fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me….fuck me…fuck me…OH FUCK…YEAH, FUCK…OHMIGOD…FUCKME!

I reveled in the feel of him, long slow strokes up to his anal ring and hard fast strokes back to grind deep in his beautiful butt. His eyes were rolled back and he was lost to his pleasure. The only thing that matters to him now is my cock and how could he get more of it inside him.

There are no boundaries to a man’s sexual pleasure, no matter how deep the penetration, how hard the thrust, or how big the cock inside him, it’s never enough, he always wants more, he needs more, he wants it bigger, longer, harder, deeper.  He needs MORE COCK!

Hank was drenched in sweat his head thrown back, his back arched in exquisite pleasure when suddenly his eyes opened wide and he looked into my eyes.

“I’m gonna cum…Steven, cum with me…fill me…cum in me Steven… cum with me.  Oh migod it’s so good, fuck me Steven, ohmigod you fuck me so good…OH…NOW…CUM WITH ME…STEVEN. I’M gonna cum I’m CUMMING!  AARRGGHH… UNGH!…I FEEL YOU…HOT CUM… OOOHHH!…OHMIGOD! STEVEN… STEVEN….SO GOOD…OH Babe, omigod…oh…ummm…Jeezus… whew… good grief…oh baby…that was wonderful Steven…I can’t remember the last time I came that hard. I never even touch my cock I just held onto the bed while you fucked the cum out of me, that’s never happened before. Damn, Steven, you may have to do that again in a little while. Holy fuck that was fantastic.

He wrapped both arms around me and held me tight to him. He stared at me for a moment then kissed me so tenderly a whimper escaped my throat and my body trembled.  My cock had slipped out of him a few minutes back but it was hard as stone again as we kissed.   When  we broke from the kiss he was looking at me and stroking my cheek gently.

“That was a powerfully intense orgasm Steven, you’ve absolutely rocked my world.  No one has ever made love to me so powerfully or so sweetly.  You can do that again anytime the mood strikes you mister. Wow.”

“You inspired me Hank.  You are a beautiful man and a more wonderful person, I’m learning.  I could get used to this, I can’t imagine anything better than what we just shared. Mmm your hairy chest feels so good, your whole body has this golden halo shining about you, a magical glow all over your rockin’ body.”

Hank’s hand found my hard cock and held it, his touch kept me aroused. We slowly drifted into a brief sleep, cuddled together as close as we could get, him spooned to my back, one arm under me clutching me to him the other over my hip holding my hard cock. I felt his golden hair touching me from my neck to my ankles.  Hank was kissing my neck and making little nibbles under my ear, I pushed back to get more of him touching me and slowly wiggled my butt against his soft cock. It made him groan and a little laugh came from him.

”I know babe, just a minute or two of rest for me and I’ll take on that hot little butt of yours”.

We napped again, when I woke I had no idea what time it was but it was still dark. Hank was still sleeping but his cock was on duty, hard and ready, poking at my rear.  Hank woke with the head of his cock at my entrance and me pushing back against him.  Without speaking he pulled away, rolled me to my stomach and spread my legs wide. The next sensation I felt almost made me jump out of bed. In one fluid motion Hank’s hands spread my cheeks and his face and tongue were up my butt. I yelled and writhed about the bed, soon I had my knees under me and my butt in the air as Hank licked, laved and stabbed with his tongue at my anus.  With every moan I pushed harder against his face and tongue.  Finally I was begging him to fuck me…he took the lube and prepped me.  I turned on my back and spread my legs wide as he nestled his cock against my opening.

Hank leaned forward and kissed me as he pushed into me.  It took us a while to get his beer can sized cock inside me.  I tried every muscle relaxation trick I know and it was just too wide to get in me. More lube, he even put the tube against my anus and squirted me full.  That did the trick, on the second try he went about halfway into me. My eyes slammed shut as I grimaced with the pain that feels like no other.

Hank was cooing and sweet talking me, telling me how good we were until I finally relaxed.  

I steadily pulled on his thighs until he was in me all the way. I‘ve been fucked several times and I do love it, but never have I felt so stretched nor so completely full.  When Hank eased into his rhythm I was off in another zone. His wide, fat cock battered my prostate with every stroke, making a puddle of cum form on my belly.

At some point I rolled us over, with me on top riding him hard, his fat prong filling me. Now my hips went wild moving back and forth in a blur of speed.  Astride his hips, riding my prize, I looked down to the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, his body and face caught up in the rapture of our fuck.  I rode his cock and worked all of him inside me, I needed more. I wanted all of him in me.  I love his fat cock in me. He’s ruined me for any other, I’ll always crave this fat hard cock of this wonderful man.

Hank began to moan and groan as my hips worked their magic on his hard cock. I held his testicles in my hand behind me and I felt them move, inside his scrotum; I hoped Hank would reach another orgasm with me.  I rolled us again, me on my back again as he raised to his knees and power fucked my hungry butt. He never slowed but his cries told me he was rushing to orgasm.    When I felt the first hot jets of his cum splash inside me.  I lost control shooting cum over my shoulder, another splashed onto my left nipple and the rest pooled in the crevices of my abdominal muscles.  

Completely spent, Hank collapsed atop me and I held him in my arms, whispering to him how wonderful he had made me feel, how good he felt when he’s inside me.

I know it had to be the thickness of his cock that made me so crazy with every stroke he made.  Near the end, I was wild, throwing my ass at his cock on each down stroke, circling my hips milking his cock with my anal muscles.

There is no other feeling like a man’s orgasm with a hard, fat cock up his butt.  Once a man has experienced that feeling he’ll always want it again and again.  We collapsed in a heap of gasping, semen smeared bodies, getting that next breath was a major concern for a few moments, then as our breathing eased, we drifted off to sleep.

The next thing I remember, Hank’s alarm clock was waking us.  I didn’t want to move. I wanted to stay right here with him forever.  I heard him slap the alarm off and he cuddled back up against me, lips kissing at my neck again.

“Good morning, lover”

“Mmm…good morning to you”  I stretched and moved against his hairy body, instantly I was rock hard again.  I turned in his arms to face him and he pulled me closer, hugging me tightly to his body.

“You feel so good against me, I like waking up with you in my arms. How would you feel about us doing this again tonight Steven?”

My heart soared when he said those words. I pulled back just enough to look at him.

“I would feel like the luckiest man in the world, I want more and more of what you did to me last night.  I felt things last night that I never knew existed.  Yes. I’ll be with you tonight.  Oh yes.”

Hank smiled and kissed the tip of my nose.

“You were an absolute wild man last night. It was my cock inside you but you fucked me mister, no mistake about that.  You fucked me like I’ve never been fucked before. And I’ll need more of that.

He just lay there, looking intently into my eyes, as if he was searching for something, I thought of how he looked last night as I sat on his cock and rode him hard. The pleasure on his face. I felt all warm and fuzzy knowing how I made him feel.  His stare changed and his face broke into a big smile.

“There it is, that’s what I was looking for. I can see into your heart when you let me in.  I just saw love in your eyes Steven. Please tell me, what you were thinking of just then.”

“Oh…uh..really?…I was thinking of how you looked when I was astride your hips, riding you hard.  I looked down and you were the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, your face contorted with absolute pleasure, I’ll never forget that moment or how you looked then.”

“Gosh, Steven, it’s hard to believe this is happening. You’ve touched me like no other ever has.  Do you feel this…it’s hard to describe….it more than a feeling…a connection…that’s more like what I feel. Like we’re connected other than the physical which, by the way, was freaking unbelievable itself.”

“Yes…I know, Hank…I felt it the first time you called me ‘Green Eyes.’ On some level, somehow, I knew then that we would be so good together, you excite me beyond words.”

“Oh thank goodness…you’re with me…these feelings…the connection…you too?

“Yes Hank, me too. Everything…I feel it all too. Uh oh…tell me now…what were you just thinking Hank…tell me, please.”

“I don’t want to jinx us, Steven…it’s too soon to say those words but I can’t help feeling it, you did too, I saw it.”

Hank hugged me tighter, and I heard him say softly.  

“We’re in for a fantastic ride Steven. Sometimes stuff happens and you just know when it’s right.  The two of us together feels ‘right’ and we have to do this. It could be our last chance. Don’t let go of us.  Now when do you have to be at work?”

“Today at 9 am. I gotta get moving.”

We pulled apart and got out of bed, I grabbed my clothes and put them on.  Hank walked with me to the garage and I scribbled my cell number down on a notepad on the island counter as we passed. Before he opened the garage door he held my face in his hands and kissed me so tenderly and soft I thought I might cry. My feelings for him seem to double every few minutes.  When we parted he saw my eyes brimming with tears.

“Yes…me too. I feel it all too, Steven.  See you tonight, babe. Call me when you can.”

Another quick kiss and I was on my way, back at my place in only minutes.  I showered and dressed and was out the door in less than 30 minutes.  Driving into work I felt my phone vibrating two separate times, when I pulled into the parking lot I looked and there were two text messages from Hank.  One said ‘thank you’ and the other said ‘hurry back, I miss U.”

I was all smiles walking into the building. Tim was the first person I saw and he laughed when he saw me.

“Steven, I’m not being critical, in fact I’m jealous…but just looking at you I’d say you got laid really, really good last night. You’re glowing. Hell, from the look on your face, you may be in love already!”

“Gosh Tim, I can’t help it.  Last night was the best night of my life. I don’t know what to do about it.”

“Steven, nothing is scheduled today, go back home and spend the day with him.  Maybe that’s all you need, don’t worry, I’ll cover anything that comes up.  Go!  Go be with him.   I wish I could feel like that again.  I remember, be careful…I’ll see you on Monday”

I had forgotten that today was Friday. Outside I quickly called Hank. When he picked up the phone I asked for Mr. Henry Hartsfield in my deepest voice.

“This is Hank Hartsfield, how can I help you?”

“Well sir, do you think you could fuck the cum out of me again in a few minutes?”

“Wha….STEVEN!!!  You had me going there for a minute. What’s up babe.

“My boss gave me the day off because I look like someone fucked me all night long.  I just wanted to say hello, I don’t have anything to do all day.”

“Really?…Well I’ve got a job for you right here in my hand, think you can get here soon?”

“Oh yeah, open the garage door, I just turned onto Acklen, see you in a sec.”

As soon as I cut off the car, he closed the garage door. Hank had me in his arms as I stepped into the kitchen.

“Remind me to send your boss a Thank You card. This is such a surprise.”

I pulled him into a long passionate kiss, getting both of us steamed up.  Looking into his eyes I held his stare as I slowly descended down his body, he was still in his boxers and freshly showered. I pushed the shorts to the floor and lifted his hardening cock to my lips, still holding his gaze. My tongue circled his glans and he shivered, when I opened my mouth and finally managed to get all of his cock inside, he moaned and reached to brace himself on the island.  

With my head bobbing quickly on his fat cock I felt his body tensing, I grabbed his testicles in one hand and pulled down hard as I sucked frantically on his cock. He roared loudly and grabbed fistfuls of my hair.

“Oh my god!  Steven, you’re making me cum again, oh, OH!  STEVEN arrgh!  Oh baby…STEVEN OOOHHH…OOHH…oohh…Steven.”

I had a hard time swallowing all his semen, that fat cock pumps it out by the gallon it seems.  After I had licked him clean, he tugged on my shoulders and pulled me up into a tight, loving embrace.

“Steven…you’re gonna kill me with all this sex, but what a way to go!”

“I know Hank, me too. You’re my Music City Miracle.  Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would find someone like you. The fun part is that it’s only going to get better, Babe. I guess we’re going to have a fun weekend.”

“First things first…I think I need to drain off some of that protein solution you seem to have so much of.  Come with me little boy, there’s candy in my bedroom.”

I was naked before we got to the bed, Hank pushed me back and covered me with his body. I could lay like this for ever, with his hairy body atop me. He reached for the condoms and lube and surprised me when he put the condom on me. I know I looked at him oddly but he just smiled, sat across my hips and sank his butt onto my hard cock.

It was his time to ride my cock and ride it he did.  His hips made  moves I couldn’t even describe as he drove my cock as deep inside him as he could go.  I fought to keep from climaxing so soon.  But with the moves he was making with his pelvis it was hard to manage. Finally I gave in and let it happen, now my hips were in motion and I nearly bucked him off as he brought me to orgasm. I held up my arms and he collapsed atop, panting hard.

“Wow, each time is so intense! If we live through this weekend we should be okay.  Maybe we should keep a journal of this week, something to read to our grand dogs one day.”

“Sure that sounds great, you can write and I will fuck you and get fucked by you. Technically we’ve already made love four times today and I get the distinct impression that there will be more before this day is over.”

We were both quiet for a moment and when I turned to look at him he was grinning, it made me laugh and then he started laughing and we both roared with laughter until tears poured from our eyes. As we calmed down there were a few snickers here and there until finally we were quiet again.

“Steven, you just make me feel so damn good.  I haven’t a care in the world when I lie here with you. I had forgotten what it is to be happy like this. Thank you my beautiful Steven. Thank you.”

I couldn’t respond to that in words, it touched me deeply.  I just held him to me closely, I did manage a shaky “thank you” into his ear. Later Hank got up to go to the bath, flushed the filled condom and cleaned himself up.  He stuck his head out of the bath and said.

“Shower time, you sexy dude move it”  Hank growled,

We spent a good deal of time, just holding each other in the shower, the warm water felt almost as good as being in each other’s arms.  

Back in the kitchen I started picking up the trail of clothes I had left earlier when took me to his bed.  

“Let’s go out for breakfast”  Hank said.

“Sure, what are you craving big guy.” I asked.

“I crave you Steven, but I need some sausage and pancakes”

“You drive Hank, I’m with you today.  Oh!  Does the Loveless Restaurant serve breakfast?  That might be fun.

“Sure thing, we’ll go there.”

For the entire trip, I had my hand lying on his inner thigh as he drove.  every so often, I extended a finger and rubbed against his semi-hard cock.  Once I blatantly groped him but he couldn’t concentrate enough to drive us safely.  As he parked the car at the restaurant he looked over trying to be stern when he said.

“You’re a devil Stephen Chapman, just wait until I get you home.”

“Well then, we need to eat fast and get back home.  I’ve been thinking about your big cock the whole drive out here.  Do they have Take out here?”

“You’re impossible Stephen!  We need to eat so we will have the energy to do those things again and again.”

Inside the restaurant we ordered and sat with our coffee while our order was prepared.  I slipped off one of my shoes and was sliding my foot up his pant leg.  I have a compulsion to be touching him all the time.  There’s no doubt  in my mind any longer.  I know now, I’m in love.   I love him already.

The huge breakfast was delicious but we both ate enough for two people and we were lethargic all afternoon.  We spent most of the day cuddled together on the sofa, or spooned together on the bed napping.   The telephone rang a bit after 3:00 pm, it was  Carter wanting to drop by with some samples materials and fabrics.  

“My partner is with me, is it okay if he comes along, he’s heard me rave about your home and would like to see it.”

“Certainly, we’ve been lazy, laying around all afternoon.  Give us about thirty minutes and we’ll clean up and have the cocktails ready.”

“Aha!  now I’ll get to meet the Architect hunk you’ve been meeting with.  I suppose he’s movie star handsome himself.”  Hank teased.

“He said his ‘partner’ is with him , Bernie, from work had told me that he had heard that Carter had met someone.”

“Let’s get a move on then,  I’ll get the dirty dishes into the washer and you can straighten up and put things where they belong.”

It was 3:45 when the doorbell rang,   Hank joined me at the door and we ushered them in. with his hand extended to shake, Hank was the first to speak.

“Hello guys, I’m Hank Hartsfield, Stephen’s partner.”

My head snapped around to look at him and he leaned over and kissed my neck.  He whispered in my ear.  “You know I’m crazy about you Stephen, I want to be wherever you are.”

“Sorry guys, we’re really just getting started together, and we’re still in the goofy stage in a lot of the time and in the lustful stage the rest of the time it seems.  There’s nothing like new love, huh?”

Carter introduced his partner Stephen Bartolini.

“We’re just starting our fifth month together, Stephen moved here from Atlanta last August.”

With the introductions done we made our way to the kitchen island and made cocktails,  Carter’s Stephen was at the windows looking out toward downtown.  He was ooing and ahhing about the view.  Carter and I spread out the drawing on the dining table while Hank took Stephen over to the chairs facing out toward the deck.   When Hank asked Stephen how he and Carter met, he launched into the story about his visit with his friends Campbell and Cullen, and how Carter was best friends with his brother, Ronnie.

In turn, Hank related our first meeting at the liquor store and the story about me having to fly off and miss our dinner date.  Then the months without any contact until the Christmas party.  Just before he finished telling that story Carter and Stephen finished up and came to join us.  It was nearing five pm and we were beginning to get hungry.  We were all dressed in jeans and tees so going out wasn’t really in the cards.  I pulled out one of the cards given to me at Bernie and Philip’s party, the Impromptu Gourmet.  I pulled up the menu online and we were all drooling looking at the pictures and food descriptions.

With input from everyone I ordered our meal.  french onion Soup, Bacon wrapped, stuffed shrimp brochette, Tortellini  Ala Panna – tender beef and pork with strips of Panna Ham, English peas all covered in a creamy Alfredo Sauce , Cavatappi, a Roasted Vegetable Casserole of carrots, red onions, mushrooms and curly Cavatappi pasta with smoky Monterrey Jack grated cheese and sauteed Spinach with pine nuts.   I opened several bottles of wine for our meal.  Amazingly, our dinner feast was delivered in just under one hour.  The food was unbelievably delicious.  I’m sure all of us will be ordering from  impromptu Gourmet again…and soon.  all of us were very pleased with such a delicious dinner.

It was almost nine pm when Carter and Stephen left us.  Hank loaded the dishwasher again and I picked up and straightened the sketches and renderings.

With everything done, Hank came to me and gave me a kiss, sweet and tender and I felt myself melting into his arms.  I looked up into those startling blue eyes of his.  

“I love you Hank, you’re everything I’ve always wanted.  Thank you.”

“And I love you Stephen, you’re more tha I ever expected, we’re going to have such a wonderful life together.”

“Come with me  to the bedroom Hank, you have something I need!”

The End

Bill Hudley    

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Two weeks before the wedding, I went to stay with Maddie. I stayed there, overnight, whenever Walt was away on business. I saw Walt every day, but wasn’t going to sleep with him until our wedding night. I wanted us to be so horny we’d fuck all night! (Of course, I’m horny most the time!)

Stephanie, Nina, Mia, and Maddie, my boss, decided to throw a bachelorette party for me. They decided I wouldn’t need a lingerie shower, or even lingerie!

Nobody could decide on what to do. Nina suggested a male stripper, but finding one with a bigger cock than Walt’s might be difficult!

Maddie offered to let us use her house.

The big night, we went to eat at a nice restaurant, then returned to Maddie’s for drinks. We sat around complaining about no naked men being around. Maddie jokingly  reminded us two of us had cocks! Stephanie and I were soon naked, and Nina and Mia soon followed suit. Maddie hung back, a little nervous.

I whispered in her ear, “I find you very attractive, and very sexy! Go ahead!”

She shrugged, and soon was naked, too. The others went and hugged her, Nina kissed her, and soon Maddie relaxed.

Maddie put on some slow music and we danced with each other. Nina and Maddie hit it off quite well. I noticed Maddie was definitely interested in her. Mia and Stephanie were turned on by each other. Mia had her arms around Steph’s neck, kissing her, while Steph’s hands were on her bottom pulling her close.

When I danced with Maddie, I soon had an erection. (I don’t get these very often since I had my balls removed.) I could see she was interested.

“After the party,” she whispered.

We’d had several glasses of wine when Stephanie announced a game.

“We’re going to play ‘Pin the Tail on the Donkey’. with Angie being the donkey!” She produced a blindfold, some earmuffs, and a harness with a small cock. “It’s the same size as mine. Each of us will fuck her a couple of minutes. Angie has to guess correctly who fucked her. If she guesses correctly, that person will suck her a couple of minutes. If she guesses wrong, we move to the next person. We all will have chances to fuck her!”

This was going to be hard! Stephanie fucks me regularly, but hadn’t in several weeks. I was hoping to guess Mia: she’s a really talented cocksucker.

They all fucked me several times before I guessed Maddie correctly. She got on her knees to take me into her mouth. Before she did, she gasped. Nina had slid between her legs and started licking her pussy.

“I forgot to mention,” Stephanie added, “some of us were going to eat whoever was sucking your cock!” She then buried her tongue in Maddie’s voluptuous ass. This was almost too much for Maddie! She’d never been in a threesome, much less a small orgy! She was nearly overwhelmed by all the attention those two mouths were giving. She forgot all about sucking me!

I guided her mouth back to my cock. She sucked, but couldn’t focus as she came. Mia suggested the others might want to trade places with Maddie. Stephanie, Nina, and Mia switched places several times while Maddie watched. No one, however, sucked me enough to make me come!

“New game!” Stephanie cried out. “Angie has to eat each of us till we come while she’s getting fucked!”

I ate Nina first while Stephanie fucked me. Nina locked her legs around my head while I lapped her juices. Maddie fucked me with the strap-on until Stephanie filled my mouth with her salty load. Mia fucked me while I ate Maddie, Then Nina fucked me while I ate Mia. I really love Mia’s pungent taste! I could eat her for hours!

Mia wanted to fuck me again while I sucked Stephanie to another orgasm. My reward was another mouthful of salty goodness! Steph held my head close until I had swallowed all of it.

We noticed Nina and Maddie in the floor, eating each other’s pussy. Maddie turned bright red from the top of her head to the top of her very full breasts when she saw us watching and grinning!

The girls needed to get home, even though Maddie offered the use of her guest rooms. We kissed goodnight and I thanked them for the wonderful party!

I offered to help Maddie clean up, but she said later. she then led me back to the sofa.

“I noticed you never came!” she said. “Let me take care of that,” she smiled.

Maddie got on her knees and took me into her mouth. She has a generous mouth, wider than mine. I wondered if she could take Walt in her mouth. She slowly and lightly sucked. I came all to quickly. She climbed up to kiss me, sharing my load with me, then moved back down and started again.

This time, she kissed and licked the head, nibbling down the shaft. She kissed and licked between my cock and asshole. She slid her tongue up my shaft like she was licking an ice cream cone. When I emptied my second load, she sucked me like she was drinking a milkshake through a straw!

After a moment, she stroked the skin between my cock and balls, then suddenly stuck a finger into my asshole. She tickled the right spot and I immediately stiffened.

“My husband used to love it when I did this,” she said, before she resumed sucking. Between the stroking and sucking, I dumped one last load, which covered her face.

I kissed and licked her face until every last drop was gone. We kissed for a while, then finally went to bed.

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The next morning, I woke to Maddie’s smiling face. She was gently stroking my cock.

“Feel like fucking me?” she asked.

I smiled and crawled on top of her. She guided my cock into her wet pussy. She moaned with pleasure as I slowly thrust into her. I could feel her pussy muscles milking me. I soon came.

I rolled off and allowed her to straddle my face. I licked and nibbled until she came. She ground her pussy onto my mouth,telling me to keep licking her. A second orgasm quickly followed the first.

Maddie turned around so she could suck my cock while I ate her. All I needed was Walt’s eleven inches in my ass and I would be in paradise! She came two or three more times before I emptied into her hungry mouth.

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 “I heard Stephanie say you often lick her ass. She seems to greatly enjoy it,” Maddie commented.

“Walt licks mine, since I don’t have a pussy. I REALLY enjoy it when he licks mine!” I responded.

“Would you……would you lick mine?” she tentatively asked.

I smiled and rolled her onto her stomach. I spread her cheeks and licked and nibbled around her asshole. I worked my tongue inside: she was very tight. She soon started moaning and pushing back against my mouth. I found most the women and Trannies I’ve licked really enjoy having their asses rimmed. The few men I rimmed treated it like I was in submission to them. They just wanted to dominate me. Walt was just uncomfortable with me doing it to him. He’d rather do me! And I’m willing to let him anytime he wants!

“This feels nice,” Maddie said.

“It will feel better if you play with yourself at the same time!” I replied.

She arched her hips up as she reached between her legs. I buried my face between her ample cheeks. I could her cries as she reached another orgasm, this one the strongest yet! She collapsed onto the bed.

I nibbled and kissed my way up her back until my face was beside hers and my cock was riding her crack. I could feel her tense slightly.  I slowly fucked her crack as I nibble and kissed her ears. Fucking my boss was one thing: fucking her in her ass might have been to much! The sensation of just the bottom of my shaft rubbing against her felt wonderful and I soon came. I rolled off slightly and rubbed my cum into her bottom as if it were a lotion.

She smiled and purred as I caressed her bottom. I’d made the right move.

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Later that day – “Nina left this package for you. Said you’d understand what to do with it,” Maddie said and handed over a box. The tag on top read “For Practice!” inside was a seven inch dildo about 1-1/2 inches thick. It also had a smaller cock angled up to fit inside a pussy. Maddie looked confused.

“This is to help me loosen up for Walt! I think you are supposed to fuck me with this.” I explained. “Probably an hour a day should do it!”

I got on all fours and wriggled my ass enticingly. Maddie smiled and put on the harness then worked the cock in. As she fucked me, the smaller cock was stroking inside her. I could see her flushed face as she fucked me. She went much longer than an hour! After a brief rest, I asked her to do it again!

“Aren’t you sore?” she asked.

“If I’m not sore, you’re not fucking me hard enough”

She smiled wickedly and fucked me again. She was more than willing to fuck my ass over and over. Maddie really liked this. She fucked me a couple of times daily until the wedding.

She handed me the dildo as I was packing but I said, “Keep it here, for when I stay over. I’m sure Nina and Mia both have one of their own! You might even ask Nina over to play!”

Maddie laughed and smiled brightly. That cock will definitely get regular use!