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A month or more ago I posted on here that I was invited to a ‘Speedo Pool Party’ that a guy down in Sydney organizes.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to make it and I really wish I could have.  The guy who organized the party seems like a really cool guy and he was respectful about my own privacy and discretion.  Since I couldn’t make it, I asked him if he would like to share what happened at the Speedo Pool Party.

Here is his account of what they got up to…. there will be more to cum I’m sure.

Dave, I’m happy to contribute the below details of the meet (unfortunately now that autumn is here – the speedo concept / pool party is likely to be put on hold until we hit spring again).

Will change the names / location so that the group and members of the group are not identified.

The afternoon went as follows…

As the meet host, I sent an email to all the guys who had confirmed their attendance to the speedo party on the morning of the meet. Proceedings kicked off with us all meeting in the beer garden of my local pub (let’s say at Bondi)… as some of the guys are not out, the pub of choice is a straight pub to avoid any anxiety such a meet might bring on. So 2pm rolled around and the guys turned up one by one at the designated meeting spot in the pub. Some had been to previous meets so were more comfortable than the newbies attending for the first time. Thankfully the sun was out and it was warm enough to enjoy a beer with each other to put everyone at ease… of the regulars, Kenny, Ben and Stewart were there along with Michael, Pete and Mark and myself. (I can go into more detail about each fellow perhaps in another edition!)… Brett, Brad and Kyle were the newbies… I knew this party would be one to remember… this collection of guys were hot… Brad was the last to show up at the pub and boy were we excited to meet him… he is a surf lifesaver at a local beach and had the perfect Aussie beach body, blond hair and tanned bod… I had seen pics of him in speedos prior to the meet so knew the other boys would be excited to meet Brad. Kyle was also a hit with the lads, tall, olive complexion with a gym-toned physique. No doubt each of the guys were sizing up each other and wondering what might be under each of their shorts.

We agreed to leave the pub around a half hour later as the guys had a drink or two under their belts. The last member to join us was Johnny – he was too shy to meet us in the pub so he met us in the street up the road from the pub. Being 25 and the youngest member of the group, Johnny was very anxious about how the afternoon would go. My apartment was a short 5 minute stroll from the pub. On arrival at my pad, we would strip down to our speedos as the sun was shining and the boys were keen for a splash around in the pool in my apartment complex. Some guys had their speedos on already under their shorts… some of the other guys changed in to them in my apartment… just about all the guys looked gym-toned to various degrees. This was going to be fun.

Brad had a bod to die for. He looked so chiselled in his blue surf lifesaving speedos. He filled them out well too… I gave him a playful tap on the backside as we were about to head poolside… Johnny was the only one to wear boardies – he was scared of the water temps impacting on the size of his manhood  Kyle looked hot in his black adidas speedos (white stripes on side)… Stewart wore a pair of red speedos (stitching down the middle of his bum crack) and was a keen swimmer so looked great with his swimmer build. Ben, Pete and myself all wore traditional black endurance speedos… mine with the drawstrings neatly crossed outside of my speedos (don’t particularly like tucking them inside my speedos)… each of the lads brought a towel and thongs and we headed out to the pool… we agreed to go for a quick swim and come back soon after for more beers & fun… some of the lads were quickly in the pool… fortunately there were no neighbours out in the pool area so we had the space to ourselves… some of the lads were just keen to sit poolside and work on their tans with their feet in the water… the sun was out and the temp would have been around 25 celsius… the pool temp was actually a little bit cooler given that we had just moved into autumn.

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OK guys, I’m going to leave it there – will post the next installment next week.

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Eli the Thief

Eli secured his foot in the crease between two stones. It was the third time he was scalling the side of Lord Rose’s mansion. It wasn’t very high, only three stories, but the masion was fairly new so the ivy wasn’t thick in the plaster between stones almost intact. Eli was a good climber but even he could only find this one spot that was good enough to make a quick climb. Luckiliy, this spot was well located. The first two stories were a living room and a hallway at this spot but the third story was occupied by Lord’s own bedroom. Eli crouched on the baclony near the windows and made sure the room was empty. Like the two times before, it was empty and dark. He made sure he saw the Lord’s personal carriage leave before he went up. He gently pried open the window and moved inside soundlessly. Eli didn’t like to go back stealing more than once to same house but finding the flaws in the wards of this mansion had been arduous and he wanted the bounty to be worth it. He would have stolen more a few jeweled rings and bangles at a time but the difficult climb made it hard to bring back anything bigger and if he was to come back he couldn’t take more than a few at a time or the rich nobleman might notice. Tonight however but be the final night. He would steal everything valuable he could fit in his satchel and never come back. He made sure to step lightly but even he didn’t the plush carpets would most likely swallow every sound. Eli walked to the jewelry bow on the Lord’s dresser and opened it. To his horror the box was empty. Perhaps not empty, but full of worthless copper coins instead of jewels and gemstones.

‘’Is this not your liking?’’

Eli froze, considering his options. The voice came from across the room behind him. The person was too far to catch him if he bolted toward the window. Or maybe he knock the person out and take the time to find something valuable before leaving. The lights flared up and Eli started toward the exit. At the last second he noticed a shimmer between him and the open air of the balconny but he had to much momentum and still crashed into the invisible ward. He managed to keep his feet but his shoulder and elbows were aching with pain after taking most of the blow. A quick glance around the room told him to ward extended all around the room. No escape.

‘’Don’t try to wiggle your way out like with the outside wards, I can make them fullproof on this smaller scale and you would only hurt yourself.’’

‘’You’re a magi!?’’

Those able to practice magic were rare and generaly stayed at the king’s castle or the academy except to peform expensive spells for those who can afford it. Shocked, Eli looked at the other person for the first time. When the other spoke the first time, Eli thought it might be a butler, a zealous servant or even one of the gladiators Lord Rose kept around.

‘’Oh I don’t think I qualify as a full-fledged magi but I do have a few trick up my sleeves.’’

Eli was now stunned. The person was none other than the lord himself. He was longing casually in an oversized armchair and smirking at Eli. His expression was playful but his eyes had a faint danger to them. Eli swallowed hard. The lord had seen his face and could comandeer legions to catch him IF he managed to escape. Fighting him seemed like an even worse scenario. Never mind the fact the he was at least  6 inches taller than Eli, he had admitted to knowing magic and injuring him would put him on the most wanted list. Guards had to be coming soon to get him now, pehaps he could use that moment to dash outside the wards and escape. Eli glanced at the door and tried to listen for incoming footprints.

‘’Are you expeting someone?’’

He said it with a tone that suggested no one was coming.

‘’ Someone has to come at some point unless you plan on keeping us here forever.’’

‘’You seem awfully eager to be rid of me. I’m the one you’ve been stealing from so if want to start begging for your life,now would be a good time.’’

‘’I won’t beg.’’

Eli had begged enough for this lifetime.

‘’Suits me fine, I don’t respond well to begging anyway.’’

The lord rose from his seet, straightend his embellished jacket and walked slowly toward Eli.

‘’But I’m sure we can find something I would respond favorably too.’’

Of course. This was nothing more than a game to a rich nobleman. He caught the mouse and now he would fuck it. Eli watched the lord come closer. He was tall and graceful. Not exactly Eli’s type but he supposed the lord was handsome… So he crossed what space was left between them and sensully brought his hands inside the lords jacket and carresed his sides thorught the thin white shirt underneath and gave him his most sultry look.

‘’I’ll do whatever you need of me my lord.’’

The lord gripped his shoulder and whispered in his ear:

‘’That’s what I wanted to hear. But you can take your hands off me. You work at the Love Palace so if I wanted to fuck you I could just pay for it.’’

Eli took a quick step back and tried to hide his worry. The lord already knew who he was, where he worked. This was not a random thing, he had been waiting for Eli.

‘’What do you want from me?’’

The words came harsher than he wanted them too but the lord seemed unfased.

‘’I have a task for you. One that requires your skills and I’m not talking about sex. I think you’re worth much more than that.’’

The lord said the last part with a fake smile but his voice had an edge of sincerity to it that stuck Eli harder that he would have expected. Eli had been used in many ways before but it’s the first time someone openly acknowleged he was worth something. The words gave him shivers and he grinded his teeth trying to repress kinds of emotions he didn’t want to feel for someone who was blackmailing him.

The lord walked over to a cabinet, took a small vial with red liquid from it and handed it to Eli.

‘’In exactly three days, I want you to enter the residence of Prince Oro of the summer islands and make sure in ingests the contents of this vial. Don’t worry about the color, it becomes transparet when diluted. ‘’

Eli knew better than to ask what the liquid did.

‘’ Am I suppose to break in or… seduce my way in.’’

‘’Oh I just want it done. But I’d rather you didn’t sully yourself. I wouldn’t want anyone remembering seeing your pretty face there. ’’

‘’And what’s in it for me?’’

Eli knew he was more than pushing it. But at the very least, he wanted it to be said aloud that the lord wouldn’t come after him for the thefts.

‘’What’s in it for you?’’

The lord’s dangerous leer was back has he walked toward Eli again.

‘’You can keep what you’ve already stolen.’’ That was worryingly unexpected.

One step closer.

‘’You can take that box of copper coins.’’ Cold sweats were now runing down Eli’s back.

One step closer.

‘’And you will earn my respect.’’ He langourously ran his hands through Eli’s short curl. ‘’And if you’re half has smart has you ought to be to be standing here, you should that is more valuable than the rest.’’

Eli dropped his gaze. The lord was too intimidating to look in the eyes anymore.  But he wouldn’t be ignored. The broght his hand under Eli’s chin and tipped his back to force him to him in the eyes while he rubbed his thumb along his jaw.

‘’What’s wrong? Are you doubting my generosity? Doesn’t a sweet boy like you deserve as much?’’

Eli flushed red against his will and the lord started patting down the muscles of Eli’s right arm.

‘’ Maybe you want me to show you I’m a good guy.’’

Now the lord was opening Eli’s shirt halfway down his chest where the buttons stop.

‘’I don’t hurt does useful to me. I tend to take good care of them.’’

The lord had his hand lazily brushing inside his shirt and when he grazed a nipple, Eli couldn’t hold back a lusty sigh and lord responded with a small clear laugh.

‘’Do you want me to take good care of you?’’

This time lord Rose took his groin in a delightlfully firm grasp and Eli gave a loud pent up moan. Eli gripped the lord’s shoulder to hold himself has he started to massage his crotch. He was pleasuring Eli through his pants with one hand while expertly unlacing his pants with his thumb. The lord was using his other hand to pull Eli’s head back by his hair so that he could all the sexual sensations play on his face. When his hand finally entered his pants and gripped the bare skin of Eli’s penis, he could keep himslef from kissing the lord. The made out slowly and slopilly until the lord pulled Eli’s shirt over his head and began runing his unoccupied hand across his smooth chest.

Eli was in erotic bliss and felt himself get to close to completion already so he took a step back and fell to his knee. Unlacing breeches was second nature to Eli to his a split second he was welcoming the lord’s large tool in his mouth. He worked and slurped dutifully on it. He made it so wet with saliva it was dripping down his chest and soaking the lords balls. The lord ran his hand through Eli’s short curls and enjoyed himself soudlessly until Eli was able to get a moan out of him by deapthroating him.

A few minutes of oral pleasure later, the Rose gently pulled Eli back up by his hair and locked lips with him. Eli didn’t care about looking tough and unimpressed anymore and simply wraped his arm around the lord’s neck. Then he was lifted off the ground and he locked his naked legs around the taller man’s waist. Rose grabbed Eli’s juicy butt to hold him and walked them to the bed with surprinsing grace considering he still had his pants around his ankle.

The lord tossed them both on the bed and rolled on top of Eli to maintain their making out. Rose’s cock was now dangerously rubbing against Eli’s hole and Eli was welcoming it loudly. The lord pulled back just enough to remove his jacket and shirt and  then fell back on Eli. The lords hand disapeared from fondling Eli for a short second during wich his pentrated him. The full length of the lord’s thick 8 inches inside him in a single thrust made Eli gasp and whimper with surprise, pleasure and sweet pain. Eli hadn’t considered the lord a manly man, far from it. But at this moment, Eli had never met a man more virile than him as he gave Eli such satisfying pleasure with confidant thrusts.

Eli couldn’t tell how much time had passed exactly but no more than 3 or 4 minutes of sharp to and fro must have gone by before Eli locked his legs tighter around the lord’s narrow waist as his thrust got harder and deeper. Their was no holding it back so Eli came and moaned loudly has he ejaculated all over his own stomach. The lord gave a short laugh and proped himself more comfartably on his hands has he fucked Eli in controlled paces that brought him to climax too. He pulled himself out Eli and squeezed  a hot load in three suirts across Eli’s chest and throat.

The lord took a minute to catch his breath with his dick still sticky in his hand, then he hopped off the bed and pulled his pants up since they never left his ankle. He wiped his hand and cock before re-lacing his pants and shrugging his jacked and shirt back on.

‘’ Well that was certainly enjoyable but I have a meeting in a few minutes.  There is a bathroom attached to this room so feel free to use it.’’

He walked toward the door ready to leave.

‘’Oh and you may use the front door now, when you leave.’’

Eli was left naked and filthy on Rose’s bed. He smiled to himself and went to the bathroom to wash himslef. Under the warm water of the shower, Eli couldn’t help thinking about those few great minutes of fucking. Without realising, he was hard again and stroking his sensible member. He thought of the lord’s perfectly shaped penis. He thought of it inside him,  of it in his mouth,in his hands, of it pressed against his own, of it slapping his ass or rubbed against his face. All jerked off and panting from a second orgasm, Eli begun washing himslef a second time.

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ARMY BASE BAR

by Mighty Mouth

    I live in a city of 50,000 souls in the deep South. We are fortunate to have an army base at the edge of town. It helps to bring in badly needed revenue for the city. By the time I reached 50, I had made a bundle as an accountant, and had also inherited money from my parents. So I decided to desert accountancy and do something different.

    The street facing the army base was commercial, with stores selling items of interest to soldiers. I decided to open a bar on that street. Fortunately one of the stores was vacant, and it suited my purpose. With the owner’s permission, I did a complete renovation. The job took six months, and cost a pretty penny. But it was worth it. In the weeks before the opening I hired a kid to stand in front of the base and pass out flyers about the new bar. I knew that I would have a steady clientele. I didn’t want a gay bar, but because of my master plan I hired a gay bartender and a gay janitor who doubled as a bouncer. I anxiously awaited the gorgeous and hunky young soldiers that I knew would frequent my bar.

    The bar was long enough to accommodate 12 people. There were ten tables and an area for a pool table. I equipped a small room between the bar and the men’s room at the back that would be the porno viewing room. I planned the men’s room with two urinals and two stalls. I personally drilled a glory hole between the two stalls and a peep hole in the stall next to the urinals. On the wall in front of the urinals I hand lettered the notice, “get a blow job in the hole between the stalls.”  In each stall I drew a mouth around the glory hole to emphasize the point.

    I deliberately planned the smallest and most uncomfortable women’s room possible, adjacent to the men’s room. I reluctantly added the women’s room because of a city ordinance requiring me to have one.

    To cut down on any competition for my planned services, I posted a big sign inside the front door, which stated, “Prostitutes not welcome. If you solicit here, we will call the police.” The pussy hunters would simply have to go to another bar to find what they wanted. I was also worried about soldier-hungry faggots frequenting the bar.

    Sure enough, on opening night, a Friday, the bar was packed. I was in cocksucker’s heaven, thinking about all of the possible dicks I might get to suck. Soldiers of every stripe came. I sat at one of the tables to take in the scenery. No one knew that I was the owner. When a cute stud would go to the bathroom, I would follow, and enter the stall beside the urinals. I don’t know whether anyone noticed my frequent trips to the men’s room, but in bars this is common. Many guys would just piss and leave, but some took the bait and went into stall beside mine. They were ready and so was I. When I put my mouth to the hole, they stuck their member through immediately and I wrapped my sweet lips around their tool. Some would tell their buddies that they just got a blow job in the men’s room, through the hole between the stalls. As the evening wore on, a steady stream of guys came in to use the urinals.

    A couple of weeks after opening, an occasional gay would wander in. I guess word got around about the new soldier bar. We couldn’t refuse service to them, but we made it very uncomfortable for them. I left that to my janitor, who was a hulk of a guy, but a woman inside. If he caught a faggot lurking in the toilet, he would curse them out and ask them to leave the premises immediately. The bartender did his part as well. If he noticed a guy trying to make out with a soldier at the bar, he would deliberately take forever to give him refills.

    Monday night became porno night, because it is the slowest night of the week. I made no effort to advertise it, but my bartender would discreetly pass the word on to his favorites. Needless to say, the porno worked its magic. I just stayed in the toilet waiting for them to come. And of course they came! By the end of an average night I had swallowed five or six loads.

    To stimulate business, once a week I held a lottery. The first place winner would receive a week of free booze, and the runner-up would get a 50% discount on his liquor.  

    After six months I realized that I was making money hand over fist and was having a great time doing so. I had fulfilled two of my dreams; to make even more money and get all of the cocks I needed to supply my greedy cocksucker’s appetite..

“I don’t even know your name!”

I lay snuggled next to Walt. I was deliciously sore from his thick eleven inch cock thoroughly plowing my ass. I was feeling wonderful, then this question.

While we talked a lot, we still knew relatively little about each other. I knew he’d been married once. I knew it ended badly for him. After ten years, he still felt the hurt. Several times he has told me I’m the best thing that has ever happened to him. I knew he had a daughter by an older woman when he was in high school. He seldom saw her. She was also older than me by a handful of years. I knew about his parents and sister. I knew more about him than he knew of me.

All he knew was that I was the mistress of a very wealthy couple. And…..my first name.

I was afraid, but if I wanted Walt to trust me, I would have to tell him everything. Before he asked. No matter how sordid or painful. I took a deep breath and took the leap.

“My full name is Angela Nikita Kutuzov.”

“Angela Nikita Kutuzov…….that’s a lovely name,” he commented. “But what’s your real name?”

“I was born Andrew Nikita Smith, 1990, to Brian and Anna Smith.”

He looked bemused.

“I was named after both grandfathers. I took my mother’s maiden name when I became Angie. I had it legally changed.”

Walt asked if I had any pictures of me as Andrew. I got up and pulled out a box from under the bed. I handed him my last picture as Andrew. I was with a group of boys at a school function. Walt studied it a long time, then look at me before returning to the photograph. He lightly caressed my face, then returned to the photo.

“Don’t tease me,” I pleaded.

“I’m not, “he replied.

Walt got up and had me come to the mirror. I stood there, sheet wrapped around me, and looked at myself. He placed the picture next to my reflection. My hair was much longer, now, my face a little fuller. I could find me, but I could see how Walt couldn’t. I wasn’t smiling in the photo. I smile a lot for Walt.

He couldn’t believe it when I told him. We spent the morning at the table looking through old family photos.

“Please, don’t be offended, but you look better as a woman,’ he said, then added. “You were a happy child, but in your teens, you never smile. You also started showing more feminine features.”

I smiled sadly as he caressed my cheek. Although, I was happier, now, my recent past haunted me. I needed to come clean.

“Are you happy, now?” he asked. “With me?” he asked a little more tentatively.

“Very” I replied. “But I want us to stay happy together. I need to tell you everything. I want you to have no doubts about me.”

Walt looked apprehensive, but waited until I’d cleared the table and returned with fresh coffee.

I told him of my first time, with Dave, and how he’d used me and sold me. Walt looked stunned as I relived all the experiences in the adult bookstore. The group sex, all the strangers. How I accepted “gifts” from the older married men I dated. About being “sold” to Jackie’s clients. 

About Miguel and Silve.

Walt darkened at this. He told me that he’d won my services for a night from Miguel in a poker game. He never collected. 

Months later, I seduced him when he renovated Miguel’s new apartment. Even then, he’d wondered if Miguel, or Silve, had set me up to seduce him. The two weeks he spent with me convinced him I genuinely wanted him. He also told me Miguel had openly bragged about buying me from Jackie.

I was stunned at the revelation. I hadn’t realized how little I’d really meant to Miguel. I was so ashamed, I wanted to run, but Walt took me in his arms and gently stroked my hair. Walt was very concerned about me, but I saw a fleeting thought cross his features.

“Walt, I have been tested every three months since I was twenty. Since I started working for Jackie. I’ve been extremely foolish, but also extremely lucky. And I will keep testing myself.”

Walt tried to hide his relief. I pretended not to notice. I gave him a lot to think about, but I was about to hand him a whole lot more.

I brought my laptop to the table and called up a couple of porn sites. Walt had never expressed any interest in porn. I never found a single men’s magazine in his place.

“Walt, there are videos of me on the web. I want you to….no…..I need you to see what I was like…how far I was willing to go.”

Walt stared silently at the movies of me with other trannies, or women. He paled a little at the movies were I was used by two men at a time. He stared in horror at the videos of me being gang banged and the BDSM. He watched as men brutally fucked my ass and made me suck them clean. He saw men lined up to fuck me, stepping up whenever the on before them finished. He watched as men covered my face and body with their cum. He wept silently as men, and other trannies tied me and whipped me. He turned his face away when I asked if there were any more waiting, begging for more! All made before I started working for Jackie. All filmed by Dave. Fortunately for me, he’d made a phony screen name for me.

I wept in shame as Walt sat silently. I’d lost him and prepared to leave.

“It might be best if I moved back to my apartment for a while”, I said tearfully. I felt lower than I ever had.

As I reached the door I heard Walt pleading with me to stay. He looked as forlorn as I felt. I waited as he came to me and took me in his arms.

“Angie, I want you to stay. You can leave any time you want, but I hope you won’t. I love you.”

Walt had whispered his love when he thought I couldn’t hear him. He needed to express himself, but didn’t want to put pressure on me. He didn’t know it wasn’t pressure, it was an anchor, a lifeline to a dying heart.

I turned and cried, “How can you live a whore? A dirty…..cheap…..whore?”

“I don’t love a whore,” he whispered. “I love a deeply troubled young woman. I love you!”

He added, “Maybe someday, you’ll love me, too!”

I already did. I was too much a coward to tell him, though. It would be many more weeks before I finally admitted my feelings to him out loud.

“Please, I need a little time to myself,” I said as I walked out the door.

I walked around a couple of hours and ended up sitting on a bench by a pond, watching kids feeding the ducks. I must have sat there most the afternoon. Late in the day, Walt sat down next to me, not saying a word. Just having him sit quietly by my side gave me comfort.

As the sun set, I took his hand and said, “Let’s go home.”

As I lay next to him that night, I desperately needed to feel his cock in me. I wanted to pleasure of a very sore ass. But all he did was hold me close. I wanted his cock to know his love. Instead, he gave me what I needed.

“I don’t care about your past. I don’t care who you were. I don’t care what you did! All I know is that I love you. The sweet loving woman you are now.”

A few weeks later, I came home from classes to find a blown glass rose on the bar. The note read:

As this rose will never fade, neither will my love for you.

That night I told Walt how much I loved him. 

This would be the first of many such roses over our years together. I have one in every room of our house, and one in my office. An ever present reminder of how much Walt loves me.

We fuck whenever passion overtakes us. He rams that big cock up my ass whenever lust overwhelms us. But our best sex is when we share our bodies with each other. When he spends the time sucking my small cock. When he spends an hour licking my ass, making sure I’m satisfied. When he holds me tight, kissing me deeply, as he slowly and steadily fucks me with that wonderfully large cock most the night.

Although, I once told him I wanted other women and transsexuals, I only slept with one, Stephanie. Later, I would sleep with one other man, but only with Walt’s permission. I no longer felt the need to sleep around. I no longer had to give my body to feel loved and cherished.

– Angela Kutuzov Schumann 

Johnny had been restless since going to bed.  His younger cousin Steve was staying overnight as he did quite often during the summer.  Being a junior, Johnny was always thinking of some form of sex.  Since he was a preteen Johnny had realized that he wanted to try sex with a man.  He didn’t know why, but the thought of a man naked with a large hard penis had always fascinated him.  

Often he masturbated to the fantasy of one of the truckers that drove along Route 50 in front of his house would stop and let him suck their cock.   Johnny would masturbate while staring out the window imagining the trucker pulling over because his rig had broken down.  Johnny would see him walking across the yard and up to the front door.  Once there, he would knock on the door, where Johnny would answer, completely nude and hard, his naked hairless body ready to serve a rugged, well-endowed man.  

Johnny imagined the trucker would be shocked and attempt to mumble out his reason for knocking.  Inviting the trucker in, he would ask, “Where’s your parents?”  Happy with the answer he would follow the young naked boy back to his bedroom.  There, Johnny would climb onto the bed and wait while the trucker quickly undressed.   Johnny imagined this man pulling off his clothes while staring at Johnny’s hard cock.  Johnny would gasp when the trucker’s 7-inch cock, jutting out, would flop as he released it from his boxers.  The trucker moved forward and knelt on the bed in front of Johnny.  

Reaching out Johnny slipped his young fingers around the first penis other than his own.  Johnny slid his hand up and down the hard cock squeezing the trucker’s pre-cum out the slit.  Seeing this Johnny leaned forward and licked the man’s cock head tasting his sweet pre-cum and pursing his lips against the tip of the man’s penis.  He continued to lick around the head taking more and more into his mouth.   By then Johnny would usually climax ending his fantasy thought.   

Johnny was so horny for a hard cock that he even started exposing himself to truckers and pickup trucks from the front porch of his house along Route 50.  Too scared to be too obvious, Johnny would lie naked on the warm concrete of the porch, stroking his young, hard cock while watching the cars go by.  A person with just the right view at the right time might see young Johnny touching himself while lying there; or exposing his young manhood while sitting on the steps with his legs spread.  Sometimes he would run naked from the porch to the corner of the house, thrilled by the feeling of being nude outside and possibly exposed, maybe even to a classmate driving by with their parents. 

Tonight as he lay in bed watching his cousin Steve get undressed for bed, Johnny fantasized about sucking Steve’s cock.  He could tell that Steve had a nice size cock by the bulge of his underwear.  As Steve climbed under the covers, Johnny decided he needed to at least try and suck Steve’s man size cock.  As they lay in bed, Johnny brought up the subject of sex.  They must have talked for 30 minutes about the different girls they liked and even talked about some of their fantasies with girls.  Getting up his nerve, Johnny asked Steve if he had ever had someone suck his cock.  Steve admitted that he had not, but really would love for it to happen.  

Without another moments thought, Johnny reached out and grabbed Steve’s hard cock encompassed in his underwear. Steve jerked from the initial touch, but then relaxed a little as Johnny started pumping and squeezing Steve’s cock.  After a minute of rubbing his cock on the outside, Johnny slid his hand under the waistband of Steve’s underwear and grasped his throbbing 6-inch naked cock.  Johnny immediately started manipulating Steve’s hard cock just as he had his own cock so many times.  Stroking up and down and rubbing the cock head with his thumb, Johnny took his cousin to a higher level.   Steve was now bucking his hips to the stroking of his older cousin.  

Suddenly, feeling the blankets thrown off him, Steve looked down to see Johnny kneeling by his side, his hand still stroking Steve’s hard cock while Johnny used his other hand to pull Steve’s underwear down.  Closing his eyes, Steve felt Johnny lean down and then wrap his lips around the head of his cock.   Feeling Johnny’s tongue darting around his cock head and slit drove Steve wild.  Steve opened his eyes when he felt his hips bang Johnny’s head and the sight almost pushed him over the edge. But he wanted to get at least three or four good thrusts down that wonderful throat before he unloaded his thick supply of sweetness. So he slowly pulled back all the way to the head and slowly pushed back in again, all the time watching to see if Johnny showed any signs of distress. When he saw none, he knew that he would be over the edge on his fourth plunge so he decided to just go for it. 

Johnny also knew from that second push that it was going to be easy to let that cock slide in and out as fast as it wanted and he was ready.   With each stroke outward he kept his tongue along the underside of the cock and then quickly swirled it around the head before it started pressing forward again. With this all happening to his prick, Steve was hard as rock and his eyes were glazing over. His knees felt like jelly and his balls were on fire. He pulled out for the third time and quickly rammed it home again all the way to the root and when he started to back off for the fourth time his toes curled up and he felt liquid fire racing along the length of his cock.  He quickly pushed it back in that cavern of joy and there it was. Great thick globs of cum were firing out of the end his prick. 

Johnny was caught a little by surprise by the sudden push by his cousin. But then he felt the cock twitch and swell even more so as he pulled on Steve’s hips. Johnny forced the throbbing cock into his throat and just as he did it let go with its first spurt of liquid treasure. This went right past his tongue and down his gullet. Johnny was a little surprised at how much actually came out. It felt like he had already swallowed a whole cup full and it was starting to spasm again. By this time Steve was out of control. All he knew was that he wanted to plunge his cock in and out as much as possible before the electricity that was running from his toes to his scalp stopped. So he pulled out for another plunge. When he did this, his second spasm shot his load full onto Johnny’s tongue. Johnny had never imagined that the human body could make something that tasted this delicious. It was like ambrosia. It was hot, but it was so sweet that it made his head spin. He hoped that there was more. So to help it along he started sucking again. 

When Steve felt the renewed sucking it was all he could do not to yell out.  But instead he just piston his cock into those lips like a battering ram. When he shot his third load it just sort of trickled out of the head and the electricity in his back kind of ran out with it. But he gave one final thrust to be sure there was no more and then he just leaned over and rested his head on his cousin’s stomach to catch his breath. But Johnny was so caught up in the act that he was still sucking that wondrous meat trying to get another few drops across his tongue. He must have sucked for another minute or two when he realized that his cousin was through and just as he was letting the now soft prick slide from his lips he caught one last drop from the head that he quickly licked away and rolled around his mouth. 

After that, while lying in bed, I told Steve of my fantasy to suck a trucker.  As I went into detail about what I fantasized he popped up and told me that I could live out my fantasy down at the truck stop not ½ mile from my house.  Though I had thought about this previously, now with Steve’s encouragement, I decided to do it.  

The next morning Steve and I jumped on our motorcycles and drove to the truck stop.  Parking in the rest stop across the highway, we ran across the highway that would soon supply me with my fantasy cock.  The truck stop had a gas station and separate restaurant.  I decided to hang around the gas station first, hoping I would get a trucker coming in for refueling and needing to take a leak.  Steve went to the restaurant to watch me out the window. I did not have to wait long.  Within 5 minutes the first truck came rolling down the highway, its brakes hissing as he slowed for the turn into the station.  My cock got hard just thinking about what may happen.  I wasn’t sure what I would do, but I had to try something.  

Hanging around the corner of the station near the men’s room, I waited until the trucker pulled up to the station, barked out his instructions to the attendant, and then jumped down from his rig.  It was then that I saw my trucker target.  He was headed my way.  I quickly backed up and stepped up to the men’s room door.  It was then that I realized the restroom was made for only one person.  Not sure what to do, I quickly stepped in to the men’s room and looked around.  There was a toilet and urinal along one wall and a sink across from them in the corner.  Almost out of time as the trucker would be there within 15 seconds, I quickly pulled down my pants and underwear. My hard cock popped out, dripping pre-cum like never before.  Pulling my t-shirt over my head, I stood there naked except for my jeans and underwear around my ankles.  

I heard a step up to the door and then someone pulling the door open.  The bright light of the morning sun filled the room and highlighted my naked body, exposed to anyone standing at the door.  The trucker stopped entering and stared at me for a good 10 seconds.  Soon a smile appeared and he continued into the restroom.  He didn’t lock the door, and the thought of someone else walking in only made me throb and cause my cock to bounce with excitement. The trucker looked to be in his 30’s or early 40’s, in good shape, and rugged looking handsome.  Walking over to the urinal, the trucker popped open his pants button and then pulled down his zipper.  He was angled so that I could see his every move.  Pulling open his pants I could see that he was wearing blue briefs and better yet, a swelling that traveled the length of his cock.  Instead of pulling his cock through the opening, he pushed the briefs down pulling them over his swelling cock.   

There, hanging in my view was the first man cock I had ever seen.  The trucker stopped and turned to look at me, reached down and stroked his cock a few times and then stepped up to the urinal.  He aimed his cock and let loose with a thick stream of piss.  All the time I stood there watching him, staring at his cock.  I was stroking my cock while I watched.  I slipped off my tennis shoes and stepped out of my pants and underwear. I took one step towards the man and dropped to my knees.  I looked at his cock.  It was about 6 inches long and not even hard.  He had large balls and a lot of black pubic hair surrounding his crotch.  The last drops of urine were dripping from the slit.  

Reaching over I took his penis in my hand.  It was hot and soft, filling my hand while still not hard.  Pulling him toward me with his penis, the trucker turned to face me as I leaned in to lick the head of his cock.  I could taste the remnants of his piss coming from the slit as my tongue darted around the swelling head. I sucked in his hardening cock, taking as much as I could as I enjoyed the feeling of his swelling cock in my mouth.  Pulling back to hold the head in my mouth, I could see that he had grown to 7-8 inches and still was not completely erect.  

Reaching out with my right hand I took his balls into my hand and with the left I pulled his pants down so that they dropped below his knees.  I sucked up and down on his cock, now fully erect and a good 8 inches long and thick at the base, tapering to a head that pursed out just right for my lips.    Wrapping my left hand around the base of his cock left about 4 hard inches sticking out.  I licked and sucked up and down that hard trucker cock, tugging at his balls as I sucked him off.  Moaning and groaning, the trucker took my head in his hands and started fucking my mouth, pumping faster as I sucked along the length.  Releasing his cock so he could pump his cock completely into my mouth, I grabbed his waist and pulled him in and out, fucking his sweet hard cock with my mouth.   

It was then that I heard the restroom door open.  Light flooded in but I kept on sucking, too excited to stop.  The door closed as someone stepped in.  The trucker only hesitated momentarily and then continued pumping.  Looking at who had entered, I was surprised to see my dad’s friend Don.  Don took in the sight and then stepped up in front of me.  Reaching over, I stroked his crotch through his pants as I kept sucking my trucker.  Don’s cock quickly swelled in his pants as I squeezed and stroked its length.  He opened his pants and pulled down his pants with both hands, leaving him in boxers with his cock head sticking through the crotch. I grabbed his cock and pulled him closer.  

Reaching over I slipped his boxers down over his hips as he pumped his crotch toward me.  His cock came into view, hard and long, at least 7 inches, but slender like Don.  I pulled him next to the trucker and then slipped him into my mouth.  Don moaned, “Oh Johnny!” as I licked down his length to his balls and then back up to wrap my lips around the head.  As I bopped on Don’s cock, the trucker slipped behind me and lifted my hips up until I was standing, but bent at the waist with my ass up and open.   I never stopped sucking Don as my trucker stepped up and pushed the slippery head of his cock up against my asshole.  I groaned as I felt him probe my asshole with the wet pre-cum and spit covered 8-inch cock.  

Holding my hips I felt him line up and then push forward.  I pushed back at the same time and felt his cock slide into my ass at least 2 inches.  My cherry ass hurt, but the excitement pushed me on and slowly I pushed back against my trucker lover.  As I got 4 inches into my ass Don and my trucker teamed up and both pushed in at the same time.   Don’s 7 inch cock slid down my throat as my trucker’s hard 8 inch cock slid completely into my ass until I felt both of them pubic hair deep into my young body.  They took control then and started fucking my young man body with uncontrollable lust.  Don kept moaning my name as he slammed his cock in and out of my mouth.  This turned me on to know that I was sucking a family friend whom I had masturbated to in many fantasies.  

My trucker had me by the hips and was stroking me quickly and fully, pushing balls deep with each thrust.   They both man handled me just as I had dreamed.  I felt the trucker grab my hips and pull himself deep into my ass as the first burst of cum hit my bowels.  His cock swelled with each release of his man juice, grinding deeply as he launched each volley.  As Don watched the ass fucking scene before him he too let loose with a flood of hot cum.  The first shot hit me deep in the throat and I swallowed with all my might.  Don pulled back a bit as I wrapped my lips around his pulsing cock.  Shot after shot landed on my tongue and in the back of my mouth as I milked his sweet cock.  His hard cock slid in and out as I brought him back to reality.  Pulling back, his cock slid from my mouth.  

My trucker was still slowly pumping my ass, keeping his cock hard.  As Don stepped to the door I pulled off the hard dripping cock and slipped to my knees, taking the trucker into my mouth to clean off our love juices.  Don, with his pants at his ankles, slowly stroked his cock back to hardness.  As I sucked my trucker I felt hands grab my hips.

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I was about thirty five, already married and happily so. But much to my sorrow, I’d been having these fantasies about having sex with another man.  Then my high school class reunion came up and I drove to the party, only men, no wives or girlfriends with Wayne a high school buddy of mine. 

We had way too many drinks and then on the way back, it was a long drive on a mountain road.  I was very drunk and driving and talking to Wayne when out of the blue I just had the urge to reach out and grab his crotch. I was just drunk enough to do it. As my hand lay in his lap, Wayne stayed very still. Very surprised, I think, but not reject me.  

Trying to drive with one hand, I boldly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As he pulled his legs apart I reached inside and grabbed his cock, which by now was hard.

As I slowly stroked his cock, Wayne was very quiet.  Encouraged I kept stroking until we arrived at his place.  He had separated from his wife Julie recently and was living alone. Disheartened because it was time to drop him off, I pulled up in his driveway and watched as he adjusted his pants.

The door swung open and he turned in his seat. With his feet on the ground but still sitting down, Wayne asked, “Would you like to come in for a nightcap?”

I quickly and happily said, “Yes,” so inside we went.

Serving drinks, he then went to his bedroom and was there for what seemed to me like a long time. When he came back he’d stripped off his clothes and was wearing this sort of Japanese robe.

With a solemn expression Wayne told me that since I was so drunk I couldn’t drive home safely, so if I wanted to I could take a nap and sober up a little.

Then Wayne took me to his big bed and lay next to me and appeared to fall asleep immediately. 

Of course after the little incident in the car I couldn’t constrain myself.  I reached inside his robe and as I’d guessed he was totally naked underneath it.

Wayne was probably really asleep, because when I got no reaction when I grabbed his limp cock. With his hot cock in my soft hands, I slipped the purple-red head of his still limp cock between my lips, and ran my tongue all around it in my mouth. I heard Wayne moan as I looked up at him. 

His cock still soft, I took it all the way into my mouth. I slowly sucked it in and out with just the pressure of my lips and my mouth. As it got rock hard, I wasn’t so drunk anymore and I started feeling this mix of emotions, guilt, fear, shame, etc.  So I just sucked it for a little while, then got up and left.

Mid morning the next day I was at home with my wife Linda. I had a terrible hangover and even worse feeling of guilt.

When Wayne called my wife Linda answered. After talking to him for a few minutes Linda said, “It Wayne and he wants to talk to you.”

I just about fainted with guilt and fear. When I got on the phone, Wayne was all happy and cheery, telling me how much he’d enjoyed our time together. I was scared as hell so I told Wayne, “Look I can’t remember anything about last night. I was so drunk after we left the party that I can’t remember a thing.  How did I get to your house? What time was it? I was playing the fool the whole time.” 

Astonished, wayne stammered, “What the fuck is going on here, is this for real or just bull-shit” so we just leave it at that and never mention it ever again.”

I could hear what he was saying, but in my mind, I kept thinking about last night, a big conflict between my sex driven instincts and my rigid catholic upbringing.

Let me tell you, it took me a few years to get rid of all the guilt and actually suck a dick. The kids were away for the weekend so I’d stopped at my favorite adult bookstore to pick up a DVD for Linda and me to watch that night. While I was browsing I noticed a guy browsing in the same section. 

He was the picture of fitness and for some reason I was drawn to him like I’d been drawn to Wayne years before. He was six foot three inches tall with broad shoulders that tapered into a narrow waist. When he stooped down to look at DVDs on the lower shelf I could tell by the way his pants hugged his legs that he had well defined quadriceps and calves. He looked like an athlete that kept himself very fit. His dark brown hair matched his mysterious dark brown eyes. 

The stranger and I made eye contact and then soon he headed into arcade and I followed him.  In the back he got a booth with a gloryhole and I got the one beside him. 

I dropped to my knees to watch through the hole as the stranger stripped. Very slowly, he reached down and stroked his fingers across the growing bulge in his pants. Now that he had my attention the stranger slowly undid his belt, sliding it free. Teasingly, he unbuttoned his pants, slid the zipper down slowly. 

Reaching inside his boxers, he wrapped his fingers around his growing cock. It looked huge in his hand, thick and long. Eight inch, pulsing with blood. Pulling it free of his boxers and pants, the stranger ran his fingers over the tip of his head and then down the side. I groaned quietly as I watched his cock pulsing in his fingers.

He stroked it a few times and then stepped toward the hole and pushed his semi hard dick through the opening. As soon as it came through I grabbed hold of it and took it in my mouth. Though soft, I slowly and softly suck it in and out with just pressure of my lips and mouth. 

Once I’d sucked it rock hard, I start to slowly rhythmically take more and more of its length into my mouth. I slowly slide his dick deeper into my mouth, the head bumping the back of my throat. Then I slowly went from tip to base over and over.

At one point during the sucking I started moan as I bobbed my mouth up and down, I knew others outside the booth heard me, I wanted them to. It didn’t take long before the tall stranger’s cock swelled even larger and I felt the first blast hit the back of my mouth. I had the head deep in my mouth and had to back up to receive his load. 

The stranger pulled back.  I sat there on my knees his cum dripping down my chin. As I watched through the hole he started to jerk it off for his final load.  Not knowing what to do, I stuck my tongue through the hole.  I felt the head of his cock rest on my tongue as his cock again began to spew out more cum.

Then the stranger pushed his dick back through the hole and left it as I finished sucking it limp. 

That was the first of many trips to the bookstore and the viewing booths.

On the way out, because we both like them I picked up a lesbian DVD and after we watched it Linda and I screwed like two teenagers on prom night.

Now I am older, wiser, and I know and I accept the fact that I am bi-sexual, I like having sex with men and also with women. 

It is a totally different experience, what I get from sex with men is different from what I get from sex with women. But I like it both ways, and I know now life is too short to worry about what the fuck people are going to think about me.  Or, even worse, what I’m going to think about myself.  If I’m just doing what I like…who the fuck cares?  Yeah, I love sucking cocks and I love fucking pussies too; so, who the fuck gives a fuck?  And if someone does, I don’t give a fuck? 

Now despite what others think I’ll just keep fucking women and sucking off men.  It makes me happy and that’s that. In the end, it’s called mental health…and balance.     

The end…

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It was around 1993, I was 32 when I finally got up the nerve to follow through on a desire that I have had since I was much younger.  It all started during my daily masturbation sessions.  I was living with a sweet Cambodian girl named Stephanie.  She was hot and our sex life was great, but I held a secret desire that she could not fulfill.  I was jerking off to a local sex magazine for singles and couples interested in getting together for sex.  As I looked through the magazine at the numerous cocks men had submitted for posting, I found myself getting more and more lust filled to fulfill my desire. 

I came across one advertisement that did not have a picture, but it had a local number to call to contact.  The ad was a man looking for other men to get together for “good times”.  I decided in my lustful state to call the number.  I called and left a message with my cell phone number.  Never expecting a call back, I was surprised when I received a call early the same evening.  I don’t even recall the guy’s name at this time, but we spoke briefly and found that we both had a few hours until our ladies came home.  He invited me to his apartment complex that he managed.  He instructed me to follow the walkway to the back where there was a clubhouse with a pool, sauna, etc.  I was to meet him in the clubhouse.  The whole drive there was a bit euphoric as I thought about what I was getting ready to do or at least imagine what was to happen.  As I walked into the back area by the pool I found 2 guys sitting drinking a beer and talking.  Having never met the guy I was to meet, I thought that perhaps one of them was my “date”.  We exchanged hellos, but they said nothing more so I made my way to the clubhouse door. 

As I approached the door it swung open allowing me to meet the first man I had ever planned to have sex with.  He greeted me with a “James?” in which I replied “yes”.  He looked to be in his mid forties, nice wavy black hair, a strong jawbone and in great shape.  He was a good-looking guy, definitely acceptable for my first experience.  In retrospect, he reminded me of my friend Ron whom I knew in the Army.  He escorted me into the clubhouse and closed the door, locking it for privacy.  We exchanged pleasantries as we scoped each other out.  He asked if I wanted to go to the sauna where we would have more privacy.  Stepping into an outer room adjacent to the sauna we paused to remove our clothing.  Though this was my first time I quickly undressed completely, exposing my already hard 6-inch cock to a man for the first time.  I watched as he undressed and saw that he was in great shape with strong-arms, a tight waist, muscular legs, and a nice bulge in his black thong underwear.

I learned later that he was a body builder, which is why he kept his chest, stomach and legs shaved.  He didn’t remove his thong as he escorted me into the sauna.  Laying a towel on the bench for us to sit on, I took a seat and he sat next to me to my left.  We made small talk for a minute or two as I told him this was my first time with a man.

Looking at his bulging black thong I reached out and stroked him through his thong, running my fingers along the first cock I had ever touched other than my own.  He leaned back against the wall relaxing as he enjoyed my touch.  I continued to play with his covered cock, watching it slowly grow as I ran my fingertips along the bulging head.  Deciding to get started with what I had come for I knelt down between his muscular legs and reached for the waistband of his black thong underwear.  Pulling out and away I slowly exposed his cock to my view. 

He lifted his ass as I pulled down his underwear, exposing a cock that went from thick at the base to a small cock head, tapered most of his length.  He had a nice bush of black pubic hair surrounding his cock and lightly covering his heavy balls.  With his underwear at mid-thigh I could wait no longer.  Leaning forward I could smell his manliness, clean, but with a light sexually sweet smell.  He was still not completely hard, about 5 inches long at this point and growing.

Taking hold of his naked cock I brought it up and lightly stroked it as I examined my first cock and balls, eye level to me kneeling between his legs.  By now he was fully erect.  Damn it was so hot looking, about seven inches long, very thick at the base, but tapered to a small head and leaking a drop of pre-cum.  Leaning forward I licked the head of his cock for my first taste of man.  Thinking, “I can’t believe I am really doing this” I took the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked my first man.  I remember him groaning and lifting his hips pushing more of his cock into my mouth. 

I took about 3 inches in my mouth and ran my tongue all around the head of his cock, exploring his manhood.  I sucked his cock trying to give what I had only received in the past.  As I sucked him he asked that I suck his balls too.  Not wanting to disappoint my first male lover I went down his cock, licking as I went along his 7-inch length, down to his balls.  I licked his ball sack as I rubbed and stroked his hard cock, finally taking one nut, then the other and finally both.  I held this man’s nuts in my mouth sucking in while running my tongue all around his full ball sack.  This really set him off as he had very sensitive balls. 

Going back up, I licked and sucked his cock, running my lips and tongue along the thick vein of his cock.  Taking him in my mouth again I started bobbing up and down, emulating what women had done for me in the past.  I sucked him for 10-15 minutes, trading off between his balls and sucking as much of his cock in my mouth as possible.  I actually did deep-throat his cock taking all seven inches in my mouth and throat.  As I bobbed up and down my saliva and his pre-cum were leaking out of my mouth making my mouth a hot wet man pussy.  I was so turned on by sucking him that I did not even realize that he came in my mouth.  He finally pulled me off his cock telling me he couldn’t take the sensation any longer.  Looking at his cock I saw his fully distended cock, red and swollen, covered in my saliva and his cum.  I licked all around his cock sucking up the juices, nursing his cock until he slowly lost his erection.  He asked me a few times afterwards if this was really the first time I had ever given a blowjob.  Confirming to him that it was, I smiled as I kept fondling and stroking his cock and balls.

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A friend of mine at work told me he had an app on his phone called Grindr. He talked about this app all the time and about all of the really cool people he met through it.  I had never heard about it or been on any of the online sites but thought what the hell and after talking got on the iTunes store and downloaded it and set up a profile. I was on my lunch and did not expect much from it so opened the app and spent about 2 minutes creating my online profile and getting online to look around.

I was amazed that after about 4 minutes I got a request from a guy nearby. We chatted for a bit and exchanged several pictures through the text feature. I was scared to death but threw caution to the wind and agreed to meet at a coffee shop just up the street from my office. By the time I got to the shop it was already about 12:30 pm and I had only about 30 minutes left on my lunch before I had to be back in the office and at a meeting. I was thinking I must be completely crazy doing this. I had never met anyone online and up until this point all of my male to male connections were with people I knew well. But, it was lunch time in a crowded downtown coffee shop a block from my office so not like anything was going to happen other than meet.

The guy arrived about two minutes after me and we chatted briefly and then moved into the restroom. It was private and we locked the door. He pulled his jeans down and out popped a larger than life hard cock. He asked me if I had ever sucked a dick before or been sucked off by a man. I told him yes and he pushed his cock toward me.  He reached out and un-fastened my belt and then proceeded to unlatch my pants and pull them off my hips letting my smaller sized cock that was also rock hard spring to life. He pushed my shoulders downward and I sank to my knees with his cock in my face. My heart was racing and everything felt almost surreal at what was happening.

I knew I was pushed for time and took him into my hands and then started working my tongue around his cock before taking him into my mouth. Once I got going it felt really good and natural so I kept going doing my best to make him moan. I continued using my hands to massage his balls and taking his cock in my mouth until I felt him tense up and suddenly shoot a massive load into my mouth. I had to swallow fast to keep any of his cum from leaking and possibly getting onto my dress shirt or tie. A couple times I thought I would gag on the volume of his cum but finally it stopped and I swallowed the last drops as I stood up with my hand still wrapped around his softening shaft. He offered to suck me dry but looking at my watch I knew I needed to hurry if I was going to make it back into the office and to my meeting in the next nine minutes.

He thanked me and he left as I locked the door behind him. I pulled my pants back up and fastened them making sure my shirt was tucked in and then quickly looked to make sure there were no signs of cum on my shirt or face. I raced back to the office without time to eat or even grab a drink as I walked into the conference room as the meeting started. I sat through the meeting for an hour and a half with a raging hard on and still tasting and smelling cum. It was wild, hot and erotic and I could not wait to get onto the site again.

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A Mistake
Part-1-of-1

So a girl is trying to talk you and your wife to swing. This is very bad advice.  Don’t start swinging. In fact the girl that you are talking about reminds me of the girl that first invited us for a threesome only to ditch me. 

Like all guys I thought swinging would mean getting all the strange pussy that I wanted. So for a year or so I tried to convince my wife Barbara to give it a try. I guess I finally convinced her because for my birthday Barbara offered to set us up with a threesome. We tried strip clubs and escorts but it was never the right situation. Then we met a girl named Linda online and she invited us over to a swinger’s party at someone’s house, in Arlington. 

Linda turned out to be very rude and nasty and not into me at all but every guy there was all over my wife. This is indicative of the type of rude insulting pushy people you’ll run into at these sorts of parties. My wife Barbara and Linda disappeared with my car and I had to call my sister Michelle to come drive me home. 

When I got home Barbara was in bed with Linda and some guy I later found out was named Bruce. I couldn’t believe my eyes. 

Linda was sitting on the floor leaning against the side of the bed, with her legs spread, smoking a funny smelling cigarette. Like a magnet my eyes were drawn to her crotch, a thing of beauty, trimmed so neatly, and glistening with wetness.

Barbara was on her hands and knees slowly crawl towards her wide spread legs. Linda’s eyes were half closed and her free hand planted firmly on the carpeted floor, her breathing heavy and deep with anticipation. 

I watched intently as Barbara moved between Linda’s open thighs and started to gently stroke the hot flesh of her legs. Her hands travelled the length of her long, tapered limbs, down to her feet, massaging her toes softly and then slowly back up tracing gentle patterns with her fingernails. Further up and up Barbara’s hands travelled until they were on the insides of Linda’s thighs again only inches from her visible wet pussy. 

“Wow,” Barbara exclaimed, “This is the first time I’ve ever really taken a look at someone down there.” 

Linda moaned, “Uuuuuuuuuum,” out loud as she felt Barbara gently work the folds of her pussy open with her fingers to examine her more closely. Her inner lips were swollen with excitement and protruded beyond the thick outer lips.

I shifted uncomfortably where I stood. Linda’s clit wasn’t the only thing in the room engorged. I suddenly realized that while I’d been watching the show that was being put on, I’d developed an erection that was straining painfully to burst out of my pants. 

I threw a fleeting look at their male companion and realized that he was sporting a major boner as well. Not surprising really, I thought.

He and I both watched closely as my prude of a wife Barbara’s head sank lower and lower between Linda’s open thighs. Linda howled, “Ohmifuckinggod,” and I knew that Barbara’s tongue had made contact.

“Oh…yes….lick me…suck me baby,” Linda murmured.

For a second, Barbara raised her head and smacked her lips. The broad smile on her face told how much fun she was having.

“Just lie back and enjoy, baby,” cooed Barbara.

And then her head was gone again; buried between Linda’s thighs and loud slurping and sucking noises echoed around the room. Linda, it seemed, was finding it tough to keep still. Her head rocked back and forth as she received a tongue bath from my wife. Her hips bounced raising her butt off the floor and almost presenting her pussy as a gift to Barbara. 

I’d never really thought of my wife Barbara as bisexual and a part of me wondered if this revelation would change anything between us. I didn’t really know the answer to that, all I did know was that I would be more than happy for her to entertain me in this fashion as often as she wanted to.
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“Oh God, Barbara…I’m gonna….cum….Oh, God…..Yes…yes…Yes…YESSSSSSSSSS,” shrieked Linda.
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As her orgasm ripped through her body, Linda’s hips jumped up and down like a kid on a trampoline. Barbara had slipped her hands under her new lover’s butt to support Linda as she orgasmed, flooded Barbara’s face with fluid.
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They were having so much fun that they tried to get me to join in. I did a little at first but the guy had such a big dick…nine inch, thick, uncut cock with great big low-hanging balls. I was so intimidated that I just gave up. I watched a little, in shock but then just went to sleep on the couch.
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Barbara stayed in touch with most of the group from the party. She and Linda went out with them all the time. 

I can’t tell you how rude and thoughtless some of these people were. They’d come over late at night drunk, uninvited. Eat our food, drink our booze and fuck my wife Barbara. 

Even she gets pissed off at some of this rude behavior. 

The week after, Barbara was playing with Linda and Bruce, a girl named Wanda came by. 

“Linda suggested that I come by,” she said, “She seemed to think we’d hit it off.” Then she took Barbara’s hand and with me following, led her to our bedroom.

When we got into our bedroom we all sat down on the bed. 

I did not know what to do or where to start. I think Wanda realized this because she started rubbing Barbara’s thigh and she put her hand on my already hard cock. 

Let me explain that Barbara and I (or at least I did) actually thought a FMF three some would be me kissing and playing with both of the girls and they doing the same with me and then I would fuck both of them.

This is exactly what started to happen. I kissed and played with Wanda then kissed and played with Barbara for a while. 

They did some touching of each other.  They played with each other’s breasts and such but not pussies. 

Then the two of them started playing with me and rubbing as well as kissing me all over. Barbara would suck on my cock while Wanda kissed me and licked or sucked my nipples. Then they switched and Wanda sucked my cock while Barbara kissed me and licked and sucked my nipples. 

Then they both played with my cock and balls together. 

After a while, Wanda whispered for me to fuck Barbara. 

I smiled and crawled between Barbara’s legs. I started licking Barbara’s pussy. She purred and moaned as this was happening. Then, Wanda started licking Barbara’s breasts and sucking and biting her nipples. This pushed Barbara over the edge causing her to cum several times. 

I then stopped eating her and placed my throbbing cock against her wet pussy. Wanda took hold of my cock and slowly pulled me towards that hot, wet and swollen pussy. As the head entered, Barbara moaned and thrust her pussy at me causing me to ram it deep inside her. 

We started fucking slowly at first and it felt great. 

Wanda started kissing me and playing with Barbara’s breasts. 

Barbara was thrusting at me and moaning, “ugh, ugh, uuuugh,” in pleasure. 

After about ten minutes, Wanda moved to Barbara’s breasts and started licking and nipping them. Barbara cried out and started cumming. She was having multiple orgasms causing me to lose it. As her hot cum was squirting around my cock, I started shooting and shooting my hot cum into her very hot pussy. When I finished shooting into Barbara, I lay there holding her. Wanda and I kissed her as well as each other. Finally, I got off Barbara and just lay there

I felt movement on the bed and looked to see Wanda between Barbara’s open legs. She was slowly licking Barbara’s inner thighs; moving towards her swollen pussy lips. I could see my cum was oozing out of Barbara’s pussy. 

Pushing Barbara’s legs further apart, Wanda started licking my cum as it seeped out. With a contented sigh, Barbara put her hands on Wanda’s head, gently caressing it. 

Barbara is a shy-sweet, innocent, adorable, chubby little cherubic girl next door-pouty cupid bow lips and a little round spank-able bottom. She’s only five foot two and weighs one hundred and fifteen pounds, has brown eyes and medium length brown hair that at times looks reddish in certain light. Her skin is very pale and she has a lot of reddish freckles on her breasts and shoulders. Her breasts are a natural B cup topped with light brown/pinkish nipples that get about a half an inch long when she is aroused.

Wanda on the other was anything but shy and innocent. She did have a spank-able bottom though. Where Barbara was short Wanda was probably about five foot ten or eleven inches tall and was very slim maybe one hundred and twenty five or thirty pounds but very strong. She had milky white skin with cute little freckles all over her body, long slim legs, and although sparse, the softest pubic that I’d ever rubbed my face in. and like all true redheads her pubic hair was more orange than red.

There was quite a contrast between them physically. Wanda was so tall and Barbara was so short that Wanda made Barbara look like a child. Seeing Wanda’s redhead between Barbara’s legs was a sight to behold. 

Seeing this peaked my interest so I lay there and watch the two ladies enjoying each other’s body. 

Wanda was kissing and licking all around the outside of Barbara’s pussy as well as pushing her tongue deep inside her inner folds, cleaning mine and Barbara’s cum out of her pussy. 

It wasn’t long before I felt my cock getting hard again. Slowly, I moved around and started kissing and nibbling on Barbara’s breasts and very hard nipples. She started wiggling her hips around and moaning. As her moans got louder, Wanda continued licking and kissing her swollen pussy. 

Shortly, Barbara started cumming again. Immediately afterward Barbara had cummed, Wanda rolled over and lay there panting. Her face was flush…in the way only a pale skin redhead is flush…pink with white splotches…and she was playing with her own pussy.

Moving between her legs, I took hold of Wanda’s skinny ankles and lifted her legs up and forced them back until her knees were almost beside her head.  This almost bent her double, curling her spine up so that her crotch was pointing at the ceiling, her pussy tilted up and open in front of me. She had long, thin pussy lips, now spread slightly open, her whole glistening pussy a nice bright pink color. I found myself fascinated by the sight so I moved even closer to get a good view.

Lowering my face, I started licking and kissing Wanda’s inner thighs. She moaned wantonly, bent her knees and spread her thighs further apart. I slowly worked my way up towards her sweet orange haired pussy. 

The lips were open and her juices were oozing out and running down her butt crack towards her asshole. 

When I started licking her delicate pink lips and she opened her thighs even wider; exposing her puckered little pink asshole. It was so clean looking with her juices shining that I couldn’t resist. My tongue flicked out and started lapping there also. Wanda gasped, moaning, “Yessssss, oh god, please, ugh, don’t, ugh, stop.” 

I continued this for a couple seconds more then stopped and shoved two fingers inside her wet pussy. Once I got them lubricated and pulled them out. 

Then I started alternately rubbing her wet juices onto her asshole and pushing my fingers back inside her. Moving closer, I positioned myself to insert my rock hard cock into the entrance of her pussy.  

Whimpering, Wanda pulled the petals of her delicate-lips open, the vivid red of her nail polish like an explanation point against the bubble gum pink of her pussy. Her clit was so fat and erect that its tip poked up like a pencil eraser, rising far beyond the dark folds of her clit hood. Unable to resist the sight, I started teasing her by rubbing the head around her clit. 

Just as I started to slide inside her, Wanda wrapped her legs around my waist pulling me deeply inside her. She was very wet and my seven inch cock buried deeply inside her made her feel tight…very tight. 

We lay there for a couple of minutes entwined in each other’s arms just enjoying the feel of each other’s lustful bodies. 

Then I felt her start squeezing my cock with her inner muscles. It felt great, like she was jacking me off with her pussy. 

As I started slowly pulling out and pushing in, I also slipped my still wet index finger into Wanda’s asshole. She was so tight she gasped and bucked hard against me as it entered her. 

All of a sudden, I felt Barbara’s hand playing with my balls. Looking down, I saw that she was playing with my balls and feeling Wanda’s pussy at the same time. 

As I continued enjoying the feeling of Wanda’s hot pussy, I felt her quivering in the throes of passion. 

Moving around, Barbara attacked Wanda’s breasts with gentle caresses, soft squeezes and the easy pulls and pinches on her nipples causing Wanda to moan deep in her throat. 

This was all it took. Wanda screamed, “I’m cummmmming, oh God…..this is great.” Her thrusting hips and squeezing pussy set me off too. 

We both exploded into hard orgasms. As I shot spurt after spurt of lava like cum into her, she was in the throes of multiple orgasms. 

I rolled off of Wanda gasping for breath. As soon as I left, Barbara moved in and started eating Wanda’s cum filled pussy. Even though she went at it like she had been eating pussy all of her life, I knew this was only her second pussy eating experience…Linda being the first. 

I watched this for a few moments then got up to get hot, wet and warm wash cloths as well as towels for both of them. 

When I returned, they were lying together softly exchanging kisses and holding each other. 

I gently wiped both of them, cleaning dried cum off their spent bodies. They both looked at me, eyes shining and smiling happily.

They call in the middle of the night and Barbara will have to get out of bed and go meet them at McGee’s, or the Shack. She sleeps naked so when Barbara gets these late night calls she usually doesn’t even bother to put on a bra and panties. She just put on a sundress and a pair of heels and away she’d go. When I complain Barbara just say’s that being a swinger was all my idea and I have to live with it. 

When she’d get home, Barbara would spread her legs and her pussy would be gaping wide open from the fucking she’d just got. Her love lips were always swollen and puffy and stretched apart revealing the wet pinkness of her delicate folds within. Her bushy pubic hair would be matted with wetness and leaking love juices. As Barbara opened her legs even wider a trickle of some stranger’s white cum would be visible at the entrance to her pussy.

“Go on cum eater,” Barbara laughed, “You know what you want to do now.”

Resigned to my fate, I brushed my tongue downwards over her belly heading towards her moist pussy. As I brushed my tongue over Barbara’s smooth belly I left a trail of my wet saliva as I licked past her belly button. I continued my progress down the bed until my body was situated between her wide open legs, and my face was level with her hairy pussy. 

“Lick me out then darling, get your tongue inside me and lick up all of those men’s sticky cum,” I was firmly told.

I breathed in deeply and savored the heady smell of sweat, love juice and the other men’s fresh thick cum.

“Lick it all up cum sucker, before it leaks out and makes a mess all over our bed,” Barbara said assertively as she put her hand on the back of my head and pushed my head between her open thighs.

As usual I did exactly as I was told. I moved forward and poked my tongue out to lick Barbara’s slippery wet slit. As my tongue made contact with the wet folds of her sensitive flesh Barbara let out a low moan. As I probed inside her pussy with my tongue Barbara squeezed her tight pussy muscles and forced a large globule of the other men’s sticky cum into my waiting mouth. I eagerly gulped the mixture of the strange men’s and her juices down feeling the hot cummy mixture coating my tongue and the back of my throat.

“Eat it all cum slut,” Barbara moaned as my tongue brushed the sensitive area around her clit. “Suck it all out of me and then make me cum my lovely cum eater.”

I licked her pussy alternating between circling my tongue round the sensitive little bud of her clit and licking deep inside her sticky hole. Each lick in her juicy pussy brought more of the salty, slightly bitter cummy mixture into my mouth. Then I eagerly swallowed. As I licked her pussy I looked up and watched as Barbara pinched her own nipples and rolled the engorged breasts between her thumb and finger. 

I circled her clit with my tongue with increasing pressure and as she moaned in appreciation I brought her off with my gentle nibbles on her clit.

“God, oh, yes,” Barbara whimpered as an orgasm ripped through her and her body shuddered. I hadn’t been told to stop so I continued on licking her wet pussy as she calmed down. When she had finished and told me that I could stop, I moved up the bed and we embraced, holding each other’s spent bodies until we contentedly fell asleep.

We were already in bed one night when one of Barbara’s friends came over. He didn’t even knock. He just walked in and came over to our bed. His was already naked and his cock was getting harder with each step. He pulled back the sheet and slid in beside us.

Barbara’s pale blue nightie was so sheer he could see there was no bra strap but she was wearing panties, the same shade of light blue. 

He took her by the shoulder and turned her toward him.

Barbara’s eyes opened as he kissed her and moved his hand to her breast.

As I watched her nipple got hard. He tweaked it between his thumb and forefinger. 

His cock was now full and hard and pressing against Barbara’s leg. She shook her head away from his mouth. “Stop!” she teased, “We can’t do this! It’s wrong. My husband is watching.” 

“Oh yes we can,” he said. He was like a train and nothing was going to stop him. He kissed her again, squeezing her breast, making her moan. 

“Please stop,” Barbara teased, hearing the fake anxiety in her voice. He moved his hand up under her nightie, down the front of her panties and down to her pussy.  Barbara’s legs tight together.  His fingers combed through her full bush and then his finger slipping between her lips. 

“Please honey! Don’t,” she moaned.  

But I thought I heard a slight weakening of her resistance. 

“You know we want it,” he laughed. 

I was so excited from watching them that I was breathing hard but still calm and focused. 

“It’s time,” he whispered, talking fast. “I have to have you.” 

He kissed her again. And Barbara relaxed and kissed me back. He moved his hand away from her pussy back to her breast, pulling her nightie up, and cupped her other breast, squeezing and rubbing her nipple. Barbara was breathing so much faster. He kissed her again, this time pushing his tongue in her mouth and she responded, kissing me back, a full lovers’ kiss. Her hands went around his neck and down his back and then up again. 

He pulled her nightie up and off and then slid her panties down. Breathing hard, Barbara lifted her hips a little to help him. If the panties had snagged he would have ripped them off. 

He moved over her, his cock against her pussy.  Letting his weight down on her lightly, feeling her soft flesh, her warm belly, her pubic hair against him, her breasts against his chest. He kissed her again, and her resistance was gone. “Oh,” Barbara said. He was rubbing his body on hers, sort of up and down and back and forth, in a kind of circle, his cock massaging her pussy lips. 

He kissed her again and she kissed him back hard, her hands now on his back and neck, pulling him to her. Barbara opened her legs. “Baby, yes, hurry baby …fuck me.”

“Oh, you feel so good,” he moaned.   

“You too, baby, but hurry,” Barbara said, opening her legs wider and then brought them up to where her knees were near her ears, ass in the air. She brought her hands down to his bottom and pulled him against her.

Excited and wanting to watch, I reached between them and used my hand to guide his cock to Barbara’s pussy. When the head touched her slit, I naturally moved it up and down in the hot wetness that was oozing from her.

 “Push,” I told him and Barbara’s breath left her body in a whoosh as his cock rammed deep inside her. 

Barbara’s long legs were soon up over his shoulders and she was moaning and gasping in time with his steady powerful thrusting. Her fingers dug into the cheeks of his ass, urging him on, as if trying to pull him in deeper each time he plunged into her. 

As I watched in awe, he was pumping her methodically, pushing all the way in. The almost applauded as he slowly pulled it almost all the way out and then almost brutally ramming it back in so hard and deep that their flesh made slapping noises as their bodies connected.

As I watch my wife fucked her good friend. 

Barbara started working her hips, ramming her pussy up, meeting his thrusts halfway. In seconds, amid her garbled moaning, I heard Barbara choke out the words, “I’m cumming, oh god, I’m cumming.” 

Her stud friend could barely hold himself back any longer and finally gave in to the moment. Gripping her hips tightly, he bucked into Barbara uncontrollably as he cummed long and hard. Barbara’s gorgeous ass bounced wildly on his cock, her clutching pussy sucking the cum out of him as if it were a mouth. 

The two of them collapsed on the bed, still caressing each other while they caught their breath.

It didn’t stop there. Barbara started dating tourists that visit from out of town. I never knew when a strange guys show up at our door looking for a quickie in their car. I did my best to fit in. One night when Barbara was out and a car load of tourists showed up looking for quickies, I filled in for her by giving them blowjobs.  I’d never sucked a dick before and even though I thought it was a disgusting act, I did it to fit in. 

Barbara thought it was funny because when she got home I was they were sitting around the living and I was sucking the fourth ones dick. She laughed her ass off, the patted me on the head and sat around chatting with the guys while I finished blowing the last three.

A guy came over one night I thought looking for Barbara. When I told him she wasn’t home. As he unzipping pants and took out his cock, he said, “I’m not looking for Barbara I’m looking for you.”

“Me.”

“Yes, I’ve heard how good you suck dick, so I want a sample.”

I licked my lips as I stared at his cock. Then bowing to the inevitable, I went to my knees again feeling totally defeated, almost sobbing as my lips wrapped around his flaccid but growing cock. I tasted something different. 

He said, “Do you like that cocksucker I fuck your wife before I came here.”  He started getting vulgar, talking nasty but that only got me hornier for his cock. The smell made me so horny. 

Then he said, “I fucked her pussy for a while then her ass and cummed in her ass. Do you like the taste?”
Wondering how much of his cum I’d licked out of Barbara’s pussy, I moaned, “Yes.”

Using my hair, he pulled my mouth off his cock said, “Wait,” and kicked his shoes off.  Then took unbuttoned, unzipped and took off his pants and boxers. Then he sat down on the sofa, spread his legs wide said, “Come and get it.” Then with his hand on the back of my head he pulled my face to his cock. 

I engulfed it licking and sucking on his throbbing shaft. Laughing, he pushed me down his shaft all the way to his big balls. Holding me there he said, “Lick my balls.”

As my tongue danced all over his nuts he said, “Now suck them.”

I took turns sucking one then the other. 

Pushing me further down, he said, “Do what my wife won’t do…rim me.”

I slid lower and kneaded the cheeks of his ass. My lips grazed across them and my tongue slithered along his tan line tasting the salt from his flesh. Lifting his legs and laid them on my shoulders as I licked the crease of his ass.  I pulled his butt cheeks apart and looked at his clean tight asshole. 

I had licked Barbara’s asshole numerous times and we both always enjoyed it. 

My tongue slid wetly down his ass crack making him moan loudly. I licked his tight puckered asshole and he groaned with pleasure. My tongue slithered from his musky balls across his taint to his asshole before jabbing inside his ass and tongue fucking him as he writhed with pleasure.  I buried my face between his butt cheeks and sticking my tongue deep into his asshole. 

I must have hit his prostate because he groaned and cummed all over the arm of the sofa. 

Then I went back to sucking his cock, working it good. He finely gave up me a load, shooting it down my hungry throat. I played with his balls with his shrinking cock in my mouth. 

He push my off and said, “You’re a good cock sucking bitch. I’ll be back again.”
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When he was gone, I went to the bathroom and slide my pants down releasing my hard tiny cock. Then I jerked off on the floor with his taste still in my mouth.

I came home from work and some guy will be on the couch while Barbara was getting ready to go out. When she heard me come in she yelled from the bedroom, “Bruce is really horny tonight. Will you be a dear and suck his dick while I finished getting dressed?”

I knelt between my wife Barbara’s date’s outstretched legs and lowered his zipper, unbuckle his belt, unbutton the snap, pulled open his pants and there in Bruce’s shorts was a nice tent.  When I started to pull his pants and his jockey shorts down, Bruce raised his ass to help me.

Do you have any idea how embarrassing it was when the doorbell ring and its three more of Barbara’s male friends and when they saw me sucking Bruce’s dick they wanted equal time.

When I finished off Bruce one of his buddies was already sitting beside him on the sofa with his dick out. Moving from Bruce’s dick to his, I started licking the head of his cock, sticking my supple little tongue in the piss-hole.
“Mmmmmm,” I moaned, “You’ve got a big one, with nice thick veins.”

I paused to run a finger down a pulsing vein. Suddenly I opened my mouth wide and swallowed half his cock. My mouth was so hot and wet that he moaned that it felt like a pussy. I started moving my head up and down. I slid farther down his thick shaft with each swallow. I felt his cock crashing into the back of my throat and he seemed to be as thrilled by it as I was.  

I kept banging him harder and harder with my mouth. The thrill was too much for him to handle and almost from the start, he could feel an extraordinarily delicious tension in his balls. He just couldn’t believe how good my mouth felt. He’d never experienced such perfection in a blowjob. He said that I was talented. 

Catching my breath I move across to my easy chair and again lean over and took another hard cock in my mouth and started sucking it with complete abandonment. My head was bobbing up and down and my fingers lightly caressing his balls. 

I stop sucking, pausing to lick the underside of the head and shaft of his cock right where guys are the most sensitive. 

Caught up in the lust of the moment I wanted to suck him off. I want him to cum as much as he could in my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum and feel it running down my throat. 

My mouth descended again down his shaft, making soft noises of wetness. It was my eagerness to please him that had him so aroused that his cock felt like it would burst. 

I could feel the volcanic rise and tingle of his coming orgasm. As my tongue licked under the head, the first spurt rushes into my mouth, followed quickly by another, then another. My hand pulls his cock out of my mouth as another gush of cum splashed against my lips and chin. I slide up some and come to a half sitting position, bringing my breast up to your still gushing cock. 

Barbara and I have been swingers for about a year. During that year I have no idea how many guys Barbara has fucked or how many pussies she’s eaten but I must have sucked over 50 dicks and haven’t gotten to fuck a single girl.

As I said, swinging is a nightmare. If you don’t like or don’t want to suck dicks…don’t swing.   

The end…

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I had spent a few days with a buddy and was on my way home. I was almost home when I got stranded in this small town after failing to get a lift. It started to rain, the only place I could get into from the rain was a bar. I’m Harry I’m gay. 21 years old, I look younger. Blonde hair, Hazel eyes, 120lbs, 5’ 6″ tall, slim swimmers body. 

The warm smoky atmosphere hit me as I pushed open the bar door. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone as I made my way to the bar. From the corner of my eyes I could see guys playing pool, they were shouting and cursing as they were bending and swaying their bodies over the pool tables. The place was crowded. Empty and partly full bottles and glasses littered the tables. It was a testosterone laden; alcohol intoxicated male dominated atmosphere.

There were several guys leaning up against the bar, the way they looked at me made me feel anxious and intimidated.  The barmen gave me an indifferent look as I asked for a beer. “You don’t look old enough to be in here boy, you have any identification?”  In a nervous voice I replied, “yeah”. It’s a constant humiliation having to prove I’m 21 years old. I showed him my student identity card. He looked at it then at me and grinned as he handed it back. “To me you look only to be 16 years old.” I just pulled a face and put it back in my pocket.

Looking 16 and wearing skinny blue jeans, white T-shirt and my college jacket made me stand out. It was not long before two guys came up to the bar and stood either side of me. “We don’t get beautiful cute sexy boys like you in here”, said one of the guys as he looked directly into my eyes and licked his lips. The other guy reached out behind me and stroked his hand slowly down my back and over my butt as he said, “gorgeous sexy body!” The barmen had an anxious look on his face, but didn’t say or do anything. They continued to tease me getting more tactile and sexually verbal. I could smell the alcohol on the guys warm breath as he said close up to my face. “Nice hard butt, like to fuck that raw an empty my balls into you, you like that? I fill you with my juices.” “Yeah while you suck my dick”, said the other guy. I repeatedly pushed them away and told them to fuck off. That only encouraged them to sexually taunt me more.  I was shit scared. Some guys glanced towards us now and then. They were too engrossed in doing their own stuff and drinking. No help would come from them.

Suddenly I heard. “Leave him alone.” It was repeated more loudly and assertively. “I said leave him alone.” They looked in the direction the voice came from and immediately let go of me. A tall muscular guy approached them. “Now fuck off.” He said as he pushed them away from me. They soon scurried off. “You all right boy?”  “Y-yeahh”, I replied, feeling shaken and scared. “Here boy”, said the barmen as he shoved a bottle of beer towards me. “It’s on the house”.  “Thanks”.  I was nearly in tears as I downed several mouthfuls of beer, it had been the most frightening experience I had ever lived through. I was thinking they were going to beat me up or rape me! My heart was racing pumping adrenaline through my veins. 

“You from this area?”  “No”, I said. He laughed as he said “didn’t think so we don’t get college boys in here.”  “I’m Elliot”, he said. I started to relax, Elliot appeared to be a nice guy.  Elliot was about 40ish 6’ plus about 230lbs, broad shoulders muscular build. Dark tanned skin. He had his hair in a ponytail. Elliot radiated a calm with his most gorgeous green eyes and a perfect smile. Shivers of delight were running up and down my spine. “They should not have done that, trying to scare the shit out of you, they got too rough”. Elliot said 

“Why are you in these parts”?  “I was on my way home and my lift dropped me here, I was hoping to get a lift from here, no luck, then it started to rain”. “So where are you heading”?  I told him. “Some way yet then,” he said. “Yeah”. “Folk don’t give lifts so easy now especially when it’s getting dark”. “Yeah I know from experience”. “Dangerous a boy like you hitch hiking this late. I live a few blocks away your welcome to stay the night.” 

I took him up on his offer and we started to walk the short distance to Elliot’s house.  On the way he told me he had been a boxer in his younger days. “Women and drink got the better of me, I went through a bad period in my life doing bad stuff.  Now I’m a personal trainer and work in security. The work and the money keep me out of trouble. I’m respected in the area. No one messes with me! Here we are”, he said pointing at his house with a smile on his face.  Elliot’s house was in an area that had known better times.

When we went in he closed the door behind us. I suddenly felt tense and nervous. “You want a drink? Whisky or coffee or both”. he said with a smile. “Whisky please” I said with a smile. I thought it would help calm my nerves. We chatted for awhile, which gave me the chance to check him out more. He was such a gorgeous looking guy a fitti and hotti. He had the largest bulge in his pants I’d ever seen. I felt stirrings in my groin.

“Come”, he said as he crooked a finger at me to follow “Let me show you my bed”.  We walked into his bedroom. “What you think, is it bigger enough for both of us or do you want me to make a bed in another room for you? You decide”, he said. “Looks big enough for two to me”. He had a big grin across his face when he said, “good.” He stripped down to his boxers. His body was in good shape; he sure knows how to take care of himself. He was not freakishly muscled but well toned. “I need to use the bathroom”.  “Feel free, it’s just over the hallway”. When I came out the bathroom I caught the musk smell of his body as he brushed by me on his way to the bathroom.  I was just stripping down to my boxers when Elliot came out of the bathroom. He seemed to be in a fixed gaze standing there looking at me. He shook himself out of the gaze and smiled at me as he pulled the ponytail holder off and let his hair fall loosely to his shoulders. Wow!!  with his hair down he looked even more gorgeous.

Just before he got into bed he pulled his boxers off, revealing his large fat cock and hairy balls. Now it was my turn to inhale deeply and stare. I knew I was looking where I should not, I just could not take my eyes off his enormous cock. He sat down on the edge of the bed with his legs apart and pulled me towards him so that I stood between his muscular hairy legs. I could feel my cock swelling and my body was trembling as he ran his hands slowly down my back. “We don’t need to waste time do we?” He said as he gazed into my eyes. I could not speak I just nodded my head from side to side. “I don’t think you need to have these on,” he said as he ran his fingers inside the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down to my feet. My cock sprung up as it was released from its confinement in my boxers. I stepped out of my boxers. He stroked his hands slowly over my hips, butt and thighs. “Yeah you have a delicious gorgeous sexy body. Just like the guys said in the bar.”  He licked and kissed my naked belly and chest, up to my nipples. Nibbling and sucking each one individually. It was an intense overwhelming and surreal moment. My heart was racing causing me to inhale and exhale rapidly. I was so excited that my body trembled uncontrollably and copious amounts of precum dripped out my pee slit. 

I reached out and started to stroke his fat warm heavy cock. “Kiss it”, he said. I got down on my knees and kissed and licked it. Then I started to suck it, taking most of it deep down my throat. It quickly started to swell making me gag. It was only semi-hard. My lips were almost fully stretched as he slowly slid it as deep as I could take it down my throat. I stroked his hairy muscular legs slowly with my hands; making him sigh deeply. I slid my lips up and down the shaft of his now rock hard cock. I looked up at him he had a smile on his face as he said, “my cock feels good and looks good in your mouth.”  I could taste his precum in my mouth as he tried to get me to take it deeper. Now and then he would pull it all the way out to let me breath. His cock was dripping with a mixture of my saliva and his precum. Tears were in my eyes The more he worked on my throat the more my throat muscles relaxed, enabling him to penetrate my throat deeper. 

I felt his hand on my hard cock he was going to milk me as he face fucked me.  I was near to coming I could not hold back any longer, I gave out a muffled moan as my whole body convulsed.  Squirt after squirt of cum shot into the palm of his hand.  I felt his hand slide along my ass crack. His fat finger circled my hole before penetrating me. I inhale deeply as he continued to face fuck me and lubed my hole ready for him to fuck me. My hole was warm and tight as he continued to finger fuck me. With one finger then two, loosening me up a little so I could take his enormous cock up my ass. I was experiencing a feeling of ecstasy   

He was near to cuming as he held my head firmly between his hands and face-fucked me more vigorously. “Aaaawwwwwwww I’m going to cum,” he shouted as he thrust harder with his hips. I was struggling to breathe and started pushing with my hands against his thighs. A strong jet of cum hit the back of my throat filling my mouth spilling out the corners of my mouth and down my nostrils, making me gasp for air. I managed to pull away. The next jet of cum struck me hard in the face, partly blinding me. Elliot held his cock and shoved it in my mouth. Several more powerful jets of cum shot into my mouth spilling out my mouth and running down my chin. I swallowed as much as I could. Elliot fell back onto the bed he was breathing heavily. I stroked his thighs and licked and sucked his cock until it was limp. I could hear him sighing with delight. He raised his legs and rolled further onto the bed.

Elliot lay on his back. I knelt between his legs and sucked on his limp cock until it was hard. He told me to lie on my back. He was on his knees leaning over me lifting my legs so they rested on his shoulders. He leaned into me so my ass raised up more, making it better for his cock to line up with my hole so he could penetrate me more easily. He reached over and scooped some cum juice off my face and smeared it over the shaft of his cock. Then leaned forward and kissed me. 

Penetrating my hole was not going to be easy my hole was tight his cock was enormous. I knew I would feel pain before the pleasure. He was gentle with me and took his time trying to make it as less painful as possible. It took a while before my hole opened up allowing the head of his cock to penetrate me.  For a brief moment it felt like the wind had been knocked out of me as the head suddenly slipped in.  I threw my head back and gave out a loud groan. I could see the look of concern on Elliot’s face as he looked down at me. He leaned forward and stroked his hands through my hair and kissed me “you ok babe”?  “Yeah I’m ok your cock feels fantastic inside me. Fuck me! Fuck me!”  “I will babe, I’ll fuck you good”.  He continued to kiss me as he gently thrust his cock deeper into me. I could feel it sliding deeper into my gut. Pain had already given way to an overwhelming feeling of pleasure. He was sweating as he used more force to open up my sphincter. I was moaning with each thrust. Elliot was sighing and grunting. I enjoyed stroking my hands over his muscular back and hard ass cheeks. I could see his ass cheeks relax and tense as he slowly fucked me. His cock was all the way into me to the hilt. Elliot was licking and biting my neck and shoulders as he ran his fingers through my hair and stroked the sides of my face. Gradually he started to fuck me more vigorously as he began to lose control, just prior to climaxing. This was a surreal moment having Elliot thrust into me with all the power of his body. He gave out a loud moan as I felt his cock throbbing inside me delivering his live sperm deep in me. He made sure I got every last drop of his sperm juice. We lay there kissing and cuddling until we fell off to sleep

His cock swelling inside my gut woke me in the morning. Elliot wrapped his powerful arms around me and kissed and cuddled me as he once again slowly fucked me. I was in no hurry to get home. I stayed a few days then Elliot drove me home.  My parents instantly liked Elliot and thought he was a good influence on me a roll model. He comes and stays with us occasionally. My parents make a fuss of him and always say, “we hope Harry gets some of your good in him”. I do but they don’t know Elliot fucks me. I like it best when Elliot collects me from home and I spend a few days with him.  

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