Author: admin

I’ve got my latte in hand at the Chapters book store, and I’m wondering why the fuck I still come here. Most of the books have vanished. In their place are gadgets, like this single salt shaker. Its delicate crystals sparkle under its own spotlight, as if it were haut couture and not simply $30 worth of pink salt.

I ignore it in protest, and head for the free magazines. I’ve been meaning to catch up on Harvard Business Review and the Economist so I can appear to be informed at work. I grab a thick stack of favourites and settle into the wicker chair.

I’ve barely gotten through my third article in Maxim (hot sex tips from college women) when my phone buzzes. It’s only been a half hour since I had my throat slammed, but I’ve forgotten to turn off grindr. I get ready to tell whoever it is to buzz off.

I know him. He is a rare treat and I change my mind when he offers to drive. It’s nice to be desired. Yes, I think some car fun would be exciting today.

When he pulls up in a blue SUV. I hop in. He grins at me, eyes sparkling with anticipation. His arm is draped over the steering wheel. The asian 23 year old’s straight black hair is thick and well groomed. He’s wearing a blue T-shirt and some tin grey jogging pants, somewhat rumpled. It looks like he threw on whatever he had on the floor.

The first time I sucked him, I’ll never forget the look on his face. It seemed like it was life changing for him. He later confided that he felt terrible because of his boyfriend, and he stayed good for a while. But inevitably, he would come back to me and I was happy to oblige. All told, we’ve been together eight times, and each time is perfect. He doesn’t take too long, shoots a good load, and he really appreciates it. I can see it in his face afterwards. He doesn’t need to say it. Oh, and don’t worry about the boyfriend. He’s gone now.

“Sweet car,” I tell him. My own car is too small for action. I could do a lot with a car like this.

I don’t know his name and I don’t want to tell him mine… or anything about me… which makes small talk difficult. I’m purely in this for thrills and spills.

“Where we go to?” he asks, in accented english.

“There’s a hotel up the street. I read that it’s being torn down soon up but has a huge parking lot.. We should check it out.”

We leave the Chapters lot and turn onto the street. I’m trying to remember how to get there. “I think you have to turn into the used car dealership to get to it. That’s fucked up, isn’t it? It was hard to find. I think that’s why it’s closing.” He doesn’t talk much, so I babble.

The hotel is a large building, but only three storeys high. It sits in the middle of a giant property. It had a swimming pool, corporate meeting rooms and until a few years ago, University Town’s best brunch buffet. Now the windows are covered in plastic and the front door is boarded up with spray painted pine.

We drive by a bulldozer. I quip, “Thank god, we’re not too late!” and he laughs. “Pull around the back,” I tell him. “There’s lots of space there, and it may be more private.”

The back of the building opens onto a grassy field, about a kilometer wide, and the only privacy offered is due to the sheer size of the emptiness. I squint in the bright afternoon sun, I can see into some office buildings in the distance.

He drives slowly to the corner of the lot and parks. He turns off the car and unbuckles his seat belt. It’s only then that notice that he’s already got his dick out. It’s brown and enticing, and I can’t wait to get my mouth around it. It pokes out of his jogging pants, which seem to be the official uniform for car fun. My mind flashes back to my first time, just over a year ago. It was eerily similar to this, and my tummy flutters.

He pushes his seat back and shimmies his pants and underwear down to his knees, exposing his thighs and a thick tuft of straight black pubes. I lay my hand on his abdomen, feeling the ridges between his hard muscles. My own cock shifts in my pants.

I lower my head and take him into my mouth, and true to form he gasps and bucks his hips up trying to get more into me. I torture him for a minute, barely touching it, just letting his tender penis get used to the host moistness of my mouth. He’s hard as hell.

“Somebody coming,” he says and jerks up, pulling down his shirt. I raise my head and I’m staring straight into the eyes of a fat brown guy wearing a turban and a dress shirt. Shit. How do I know him? Former coworker? Family acquaintance? He’s on a bike, and he swerves around the car and heads through the parking lot towards the street. FUCK! He stared straight at me and there’s only one thing I could’ve been doing. Looking for my contact lenses – in my friend’s crotch.

We’ve parked right in front of a bike trail. The car’s been off for a few minutes and it’s damn hot today. The air assaults my body, but neither of us wants to move the car. I can see there’s none else coming for now, and the damage is done, so I get back to my task.

Our skin is slick now and my cheek rubs easily against his thigh. It is satisfying to listen to his moans and gasps as he responds to every flick of my tongue. I bring him to the peak of ecstasy. A bead of sweat forms on my temples and drips onto his pants, creating a small dark dot.

I feel him shooting, deliciously and thick. When the spasms stop, I swallow it slowly and gently get the rest out as he moans and relaxes on the leather seat, stroking my hair.

“Thank you,” he says, pulling up his pants, and gives me a look that is every bit as good as the first time.

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i walked into my history class, and saw mr. Karper. he made me hurt like hell because of how bad my boner always got. he was like a greek god. his face looked chiseled with his sharp chin and detailed cheek bones. he was really fit and always looked like he had a great tan. he always wore something that showed off his body well. 

one day i needed some help on a homework assignment, and so i went to his room after school. i walked in and saw him jerking off low key under his desk. i blushed and looked away, and said sorry. he put his cock away and walked over to me. he put his hand on my shoulder and said that he had seen me adjusting my boner in his class everyday. he asked if that was caused by him. i said yeah. and he grabbed my crotch and pulled me over to his desk. he sat down and asked me if i wanted to suck his dick. i said yes and i kneeled down. i pulled his cock out of his fly and licked his head really slowly. this drew a moan from him. i slowly took him into my mouth, and then pulled off from him slowly, and then opened his piss slit a little with my tongue and was awarded with a little drop off his pre cum. i slurped noisily on this and then went back down much faster this time, and started bobbing up and down. 

i slowed down and rolled his head around on my tongue and then pulled off completely. i pulled his pants and under wear a little farther down and went down to his balls. i licked up the sack and then took one into my mouth and swirled it around my mouth for a couple of seconds. then i did the same thing to his other one, and managed to suck them both into my mouth after a couple of tries. i went back up to his dick and started to lick up the eight inch shaft. i sucked his head in and licked that a few more times. he laid his hand on my shoulder and i looked up at him. he told me to get up and i did. he pulled his pants up and walked me over to his other desk, and bent me over it. he pulled my pants down and licked at my hole. he licked the outside and went in small circles. he finally puched his tongue into my hole and then pulled out. 

he spit on his fingers and started to insert one at a time into my hole. he stretched me out just enough for me to take him. he stood up and pulled his pants down. he pushed his cock against my tight hole, and then pushed in a little bit. he popped in and started to go in faster and deeper. he hit my prostate and i started to leak pre cum. he was moving really fast and all of a sudden he asked me if i wanted it in my ass or mouth i said mouth and he stopped fucking me and turned me around i looked att his cock and tthen swallowed it tto his bush. i sttared really bobbing up and down fastt now. i wantted his seed, and i would gett it. he suddenly gott reallyy hard and grabbed my shoulders and startted tthrustting in and out while i went up and down. he startted tto cum so i pulled off of him almostt all of the way. i caught his cum on myy tongue and tthe first few jetts hitt myy throatt. i stared to swallow his cock and his cum all at once and managed to get a litttle more out of his cock. i sucked him until he wentt limp, and he pulled out of me. he grinned down at me and i thanked him. he said no problem and thanked me. he pulled up his pantts and i did he same. i asked him myy question and then left. the late bus was on its way.

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I fucked a guy named Asher once. He worked at a kosher meat processing company, and he was a sexy motherfucker. He had long lashes, he stood over me at least 5 inches. Tallest Jewish guy I’ve ever met, and hung like a fuckin horse. I mean, you could see his thickness through the dickies jeans he wore for work. I met him one time on the F train. Don’t ask how the hell we started talkin. I was on my way to an appintment, and he was on his way home. He kept looking at me up and down like, and I knew he knew he wanted a piece of my ass. 

I worked my way down to him, and waited for the broad to get up next to him, so I could have a seat. A few minutes later I’m practically in his lap, and he’s asking about my life. I met him later for beverages, and we fucked in the alley behind the joint. He fucked me so good, I came first, and I didn’t even touch myself. He fucked me so good, I called him the next day. He came over to the apartment, and had on some jean shorts and a loose tank top. His build was decent, and he wasn’t too hairy. He had on a trucker cap and some aviators, which I took off immediately, to look up into his gorgeous brown eyes. Thick lips, and a lighter complexion. I swear to fuck, I would’ve had his babies if it were physically possible. And not in a fuckin sissy shit kinda way. I wanted this man for the rest of my life, and I didn’t even know it. 

He followed me upstairs, and we went to my room. I pulled off my top blanket, and stripped down to nothing, while he watched. He came in for a kiss, and actually held me. Literally, held me. He was soft and gentle, clearly not like he’d been the night before. I felt his heart beat against my face, and actually breathed in his fragrance. Burberry Rhythm, and sweat. He took his hat off, kissing me, like they did back in the black and white movie days, really romantic and shit. He peeled off his tank top, and I felt him up. Little patch of chest hair, and some dark sexy tummy hair. He wasn’t ripped, but he had some sexy muscular hips, and those fucking amazing lines that dip down to the dick line. Holy fuck. I unbuttoned his jean shorts, and he wasn’t wearing underwear, so I reached into his sexy dark bush, and groped him for a few minutes while we kissed. 

He was hard instantly, and so was I. I pushed him back toward the bed, and he lay down, with me climbing on top. I reached over to get my lube from the table next to my bed, and used half a bottle on that glorious cock of his. I lubed his shaft, head, balls, and myself too. I put a condom on him, but it only went half way down. I wet that too, and I slid down his pole, like a kid at a carnival. My ass must’ve been craving that cock, cause the whole thick thing popped up in my man pussy without a struggle.

It wasn’t but a few bucks of his hips, that he had me cumming again. I rode him til I felt him bust up in that condom, twitching his dick against my prostate. Almost made me cum again, except one of my fuckin roommates banged on the door telling me I had a delivery. Fuckin timing. He was still cumming, when I slid off his dick, whipping the door open. Tim looked over and saw Asher, and backed up immediately. “Holy mother of fuck.” “Yeah, thanks for the interruption douche cunt, what do you want?” “You have a delivery.” I rolled my eyes, pulling my robe on, and followed him down the stairs, dick still dripping cum. It was from my Ma. “What the fuck Tim? I was having the best sex of the summer up there, with the God of cock, and you interrupt me with some bullshit delivery?” He apologized and I walked away.

I got up to my room, and Asher was pulling on his jean shorts. “Fuck, please stay.” “No, you got a house full now, and I don’t want to be rude.” “Nah, just my fuckin roommates. They’re fine, as long as one of them has a bucket of chicken, and the others have a bucket of porn.” He smiled, and kissed me. “I’ll just text you later. Thanks for the ride babe.” I honestly didn’t mind him calling me that, but this would only end badly. I blocked his number when he left. I can’t have a man liking me. I don’t know what I even want in life right now. Fuck sake, i live with an apartment of gays, I don’t need one more.

I met this guy at work the following weekend. He came in with his girlfriend, and when she got up to go to the ladies’ room, he asked for my number. I asked him why, and he said I was cute, and he wanted to mess around. I said he was fuckin nuts, cause he needs to articulate this to his girlfriend. He said she wanted to wait til marriage, and I told him to fuckin leave her ass at the bakery he picked her up at. No really, she makes cupcakes and donuts, and bread. She made an order for his office party, and when he picked them up, he ‘fell in love’. She’s cute, but there are thousands of girls out here who would give him the pussy. He was cute, red hair (nice red, not evil red). He had a trimmed beard, and wore circle specs. 

I gave him my number, thinking he was going to fuck me that night. Turns out he wanted to play and jack off together. Fuck that. I asked what else he was interested in, and he said he’d never been fucked by a guy before. I love being fucked, but he was too cute to pass up, so I said I’d do it. He seemed surprised, but I told him he looked good, why not. 

That night, he picked me up after my other job downtown. He drives a BMW 6 series, and it totally matches his personality. He’s not too baller, but successful business type is what I’m saying. He took me to a hotel in china town. Obviously not my cup of tea, but it’s cheap, and they don’t ask questions. We got to our room, and immediately made out. He got naked in a couple minutes, and had a decent build. He had some body fat, but it was sexy, with his reddish armpits and pubes. He had freckles all over, and an average dick and balls. I played with them a little, and sucked his dick for a little bit, til he turned around and wanted me to rim his ass. 

I don’t play that well with assholes, so I fingered him instead. It was hot, and hairy, and he made a lot of noise. I mean, his moans could’ve been knocked down a few notches. I didn’t give a fuck, but it would’ve been nice to have a conversation about what felt good, and what not, instead of him moaning like Donald Trump at the sound of his own voice.

I stroked him a few times while I finger fucked him, but he told me to stop, cause he wanted to cum with me. I was hard of course, so I told him to get me ready. He got on his knees, and hungrily sucked and licked my dick. He had a sweet mouth, and didn’t use any teeth. Like mouth fucking a pro. He put a condom on me, and lubed me up with some cheap shit he’d picked up at walgreens. I lay back on the flimsy ass bed, and he awkwardly got on top. He whimpered and bitched about the pain for a second, and then I started thrusting up at the hips, while he tried to talk dirty to me. 

I’d been fucking him for almost half an hour, and listening to his fucking dirty talk was annoying the fuck out of me. I told him I had to piss so could he cum already? He bounced up and down a few more times, while strokin his dick, and finally busted all over my chest. I pushed him off me, and jerked off til I came too. I rolled over, letting the cum soak into the polyester sheets, and got up and dressed. He was basking on the cum soaked bed, asking why I was in a hurry. I told him I’d had a long day, but honestly, he just wouldn’t shut the fuck up. 

He dropped me off at my building, and sped off, when I thanked him for the night. He wanted me to call him. What am I, your Mother? I’m not callin his sorry ass, get the fuck outta here. Hot car tho. I got upstairs and took a shower right away. I forgot to grab a towel, so I just walked out to air dry. The boys were home, and made cat calls and whistles, like a bunch of pansies. I took my clothes upstairs, and dropped them in my hamper. I slept naked that night, and woke up with a hardon. I jacked off watching some asian dudes stroking off in bed. One sat behind the other, and he had his hands tied behind his back. Fuckin hot. I got off while he moaned and writhed, while the other guy jerked him off.

I came in my hand, and then wiped it on one of the towels in the hamper. I lay back down and fell asleep again. I got up later and pulled on some jeans and a tee. I headed down and talked to Stephen. He said he was going to go to the mall, if I wanted to join. I ran up and slipped on some shoes, and headed back down. We took a taxi, and split the fee. We picked up some cheap shit from h&m and jcpenney, and headed to bath & body works. They had a sale going on, so we picked up some room sprays for the bathroom, and some three wick candles for our rooms. We saw a couple hotties headed toward the food court, so we followed, just to watch their cakes in their skinny jeans.

We ate some mcd’s and headed toward the main entrance. I dropped my bag, and heard a crack, quickly picking up my bags, and realizing I broke one of the candles from b&bw. We went back, hoping they’d be able to do an exchange. There was a cute guy working behind the counter, that I hadn’t seen before. He said they should’ve wrapped the candle carefully, and that he’d exchange it for me. He was about my height, and had curly black hair, and blue eyes. He was about my same build, except I could see a little bit of chub around his mid section. 

He talked to me about a new expansion they were doing, and I didn’t give a flying fuck, but I listened and nodded. I wanted the dick. I ended up getting his number, and bummed around til he was done. Stephen headed back upstairs, taking my hint that I wanted to bone in the bathroom. We found a family restroom, and went in. I threw a condom at him, and he started to blush. “You don’t wanna fuck me?” “No, I do, it’s just…” “Just what?” “Just…I’ve been told I’m too big.” “Bitch, let me see.” He pulled his shirt up, exposing a dark happy trail, and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down. Holy fuck, this kid was packin. 

He smiled, and I nodded approvingly. Challenge accepted. He started jerking off, and I gave him some tongue action at the roof of his mouth. I moaned in his ear, telling him I wanted his big man meat in my tight boy pussy. He coughed a couple times, nervously, but kept stroking. He had to be at least 9 inches and maybe an extra quarter inch. Swear to fuck. He was dripping pre cum from his big ol’ mushroom head dick, and I helped him put the condom on. I didn’t have any lube, so we used soap from the dispenser by the sink. I lubed my asshole and his dick, and bent over, expectantly waiting. He sure as shit almost ripped me a new one. 

I moaned loudly, and almost cried a little it hurt so fuckin good. He literally couldn’t fit it in at first, until I slowly opened up for him. Inch after inch, he split into me. Once he was in, he said he could feel my contractions and that I was going to make him bust if I didn’t hold it together. Honest to fuck I couldn’t. My ass was contracting like a fuckin virgin, I was shaking so bad. I felt his cold hands on my sides, as he grabbed hold of me, and told me he was going to cum. Neither one of us moved, but that moster cock of his shook and jumped inside my deepest parts. 

He moaned a few times, and pulled out almost immediately after, aftraid the condom was broken. It wasn’t, but damn sure looked like we’d tried to. I helped him slide it off, and admired his thick load. He was quite the shot, and admittedly it wouldn’t been fun seeing him shoot it across the small bathroom. I washed up, feeling itchy around my asshole. I knew the soap was a fucking mistake, but shit, that was the biggest horse cock i’d ever seen, or felt rammed up in my ass, in my life.

I limped back to Stephen, and b&bw guy went back upstairs. I don’t remember his fucking name, but that dick, I’ll never forget. I’m Jagger, and I’m a sex addict.

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I get out of the car into the blackness of night and hear a thousand crickets screaming. This narrow street was carved out of a thick forest with hopeless optimism by some long dead city planner. The windows of the ancient brick houses are empty and dark.

For the first time in a while, I’m scared. I walk behind the drooping branches of some weeping willow trees, out of sight.

The light from my phone assaults my eyes as I scroll through the last message from him. There it is, gleaming in blue:

“Finally i can facefuck u”

“Here.” I text, and turn off the screen.

A minute later a tall dark figure slinks from down the road. He’s wearing dark track pants and a skimpy black tank top. I walk briskly to catch up with him.

“Hi, I’m here to meet someone,” I say, flashing the orange screen on my phone.

“Yeah,” the 18yo smiles, “You’re here to meet me. Is this your car?” He wants to drive somewhere. Okay.

We get in my small two-door Toyota and he looks out the window. “Sorry, I just don’t want to be seen. Actually, can I ride in the back?”

I glance behind at the huge Graco baby seat. “No, not much room. Just crouch down.”  

He bends over, head scrunched against my glove compartment. As I drive he directs me down the narrow road and around the corner. Gravel crackles under my tires when I slow to a stop in front of a small dilapidated chapel.

“Please tell me, is there anybody around?” he asks.  

“Nobody.”

“Okay.” He unfolds himself and we step out of the car, slowly closing the doors until they just click. He turns and disappears into the thick forest.

There’s no moon tonight, and I stumble over some fallen branches to chase after him.

“Don’t worry, I know this place. I used to come here with my ex.” He lights the way, just barely, with his phone’s screen.

As we walk, he gets close to me and slides his hand across the front of my shorts. I reach over and feel the curve of his ass, and caress his bulge. I’m happily surprised when I touch the smooth rigid head of his penis. It peeks out, pinned against his abs by the elastic of his track pants.

We‘re deep in the woods now. Just when I lose the sense of where the road was, we finally stop in front of a musty moss-covered log.

“Here’s good,” he says.

“Sure.” I take off my shirt and toss it on the leafy ground. We embrace, feeling each-other’s bodies. Then he shoves me down to my knees.

His cock is thick and cut, just as advertised. His glans is like a giant bell at the end, much bigger than the shaft. I run my hands on it. Hard as oak.

Suddenly, he reaches down to my cheek. “Suck it, bitch.” Slap.

Ow. Hot. I take it all in without gagging, silently pleased with my new skill.  I feel his hands pressing on the back of my skull, holding me to him. His thick pubic hair scratches my nostrils.

“Yeah, like that,” he breathes. He leans into me, and I’m holding up his weight with my face. The only reason I don’t fall over is my big toe, which is bent backwards on the soft ground behind me. It’s flexed beyond it limits, and I can’t keep my balance for very long. I push his pelvis away and focus on moving up and down, letting my tongue dance against the substantial underside of his cock.

He rewards me with another slap on the cheek. “Stand up.” He yanks me up, then pushes my shorts down. He grabs my penis and gives it a few strokes, but not enough. Then he turns around and falls into me, pushes his ass against my penis. I reach around and keep stroking him. He lays his head back onto my shoulder, exposing his long smooth neck. I gently nibble on him, moving slowly up to his cheek. It looks like we’re going to kiss, but he breaks away.

“You’ve been drinking?” he asks.

“Yeah, a couple of beers earlier.” The only reason I could come out late was because of a rare meetup with old school friends. All of us are in our 30s, and we drank fancy beers and ate tiny plates of gourmet smoked poutine until they tired at 9:30. My wife doesn’t expect me home until midnight.

He pushes me down again, and sharp stones cut into my knees. He raises his tank top, revealing outline of his flat tummy. My eyes are used to the dark now. He stands there and lets me admire his body. His arms and pecs have the defined bulges of a care-free teenager with no body fat. Small muscles, and proud of them. He stares into my eyes and smiles with glee, flashing his white teeth. He reaches down, as if to caress me.

Instead, he slaps my face again. “I said suck it, bitch.”

He shoves his dick into my mouth, and I do my best to not let his giant bell catch on my molars.

“Fuck,” he says. Encouraged, I give it everything, caressing his balls and moving my tongue around his shaft.

“Oh fuck!” he says again, exhales in frustration. “These damn mosquitoes!”

Gotta change it up. I let him slide all the way in, and I feel his penis enter my throat. No more gagging. I try to swallow it down for as long as I can, then I’m forced to let up for air.

“Use more suction,” he demands.

Suction? I’ve never used suction before. That’s interesting! I mentally file this away, then I start sucking. Like this? I stare up into his eyes. My cheeks pinch in on the out-stroke.

“Yeah, that’s good. Like really good.”

After a minute he pulls out and holds it in front of my face. “Spit on it.”

I spit, and pity the circumcised men of the world. He arches back, and wet skin smacks together as the teenager coaxes himself toward imminent release.

“Okay, take it in your mouth. Now.” he orders. He stabs it through my lips, and starts to face-fuck me. 

Too soon, he stops thrusting, groans, and pumps out a watery load of bitter cum. I swallow it down, and move to get my shorts back on.

In a flash, he bashes his palm against my shoulder, shoving me back to the ground. I get another slap on the cheek. “Clean it up.”

Okay. I put my mouth on it gingerly.

“No! Don’t suck, just clean it.”

Chagrined, I gently swab the tip of his softening penis with my tongue. He holds it out for me, turning it this way and that as it softens and droops. I stay there, my back and knees aching, until all trace of the bitterness is gone.

Back in my car, he crouches in the seat again, cowering. I drop him off in the dark corner of the street, and he vanishes into the night.

I can still taste his twink cum, and I love it.

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What Could I Say?

First off I have to say I have a fantastic sex life with my wife Deborah … when she wants sex, that is. We argue quite a bit about my over-the-top desires for sex with her and her being only in the mood two to three times a month, but when we do have sex its heart pounding good. 

I’ve always wanted to have a threesome. And like most guys I wanted a MFF threesome but Deborah didn’t seem like she’d ever want one.  A MMF was something I didn’t even think about asking for even though the thought was a huge turn-on for me.

So I decided to do the unthinkable … Craigslist. Yeah I know, I know…

I placed the ad as a MWM looking for a fit couple my age for some NSA discrete fun. 

I got no replies at first and had almost forgot about the ad when I got a reply about three weeks later from Bruce and Paige. They were a couple that were located very close to my work and since I have a sixty minute commute, far enough away from where I live to be safe. 

We decided to meet for coffee the next day at a small coffee shop in a strip mall close by my work. 

I described myself as five foot ten, one hundred and eighty pounds, fit/muscular, black hair, blue eyes, clean shaven, full head of hair and very good looking. 

I also told them what I’d be wearing. 

When they came into the coffee shop, they had apprehensive looks on their face and looked around.  When she spotted me in the back, her face lit up.  

When she smacked Bruce on the chest and pointed at me, he smiled with relief that I’d been truthful in my description and not one of the unattractive people in the coffee shop. 

They sat down with me and we made small talked a few minutes, then Bruce just blurted out that I was perfect and that Paige and he wanted me to meet them at their house for lunch the next day. What could I say? 

I was so eager that I took a half-day of vacation so we would have plenty of time to play and then arrived at their home a few minutes early. I nervously knocked on the door.

When Bruce answered he said, “Hi. Come on in.”

When Paige came out she was dressed so hot, in short cut off Daisy-Duke jeans and a wife beater t-shirt with no bra. 

They sat down on both sides of me on the couch and we started chatting about how they were new at this but both had a fantasy about having a MMF three some. 

I was nervous too until Paige pulled on my chin to turned my head so she could kiss me. Our lips met and her warm mouth devoured mine, her tongue flicking mine as she bit on my lip.  Our lips and tongues danced to each other’s passions.

With that kiss all hell broke loose. Paige got really aggressive, kissing me hard and rubbing her hands all over me.  

When she opened my shirt and saw my tattoos, Paige went nuts licking them. 

Then she sudden stopped and got off of me. 

As I watched in awe, Paige stood up and announced, “I need to get out of these clothes,” as she slowly started to sensuously peel off her clothes.

“She was a dancer,” bragged Bruce, “Until she quit to be a housewife.”

I could believe it, because she obviously had the sexy moves. Even thought I knew it was coming I was still shocked. I watched as Paige gyrated, rolling her hips slowly pulled her wife beater t-shirt up over her head and off, revealing her perfect breasts. 

I’d literally never seen breasts so beautiful, pale and perfect with delectable fully engorged dusky/rosy acerolas and nipples. I couldn’t stop myself from staring… openly as she gave me a sultry look and tweaked her nipples, pulling on them with her red-nailed fingers. 

Staring into my eyes, Paige lifted one of her breasts and erotically sucked her own nipple. 

Then Paige un-snapped and un-zipped her Daisy-Dukes, revealing her sexy powder blue lace panties.  

There was a wet spot on the lacy fabric. 

Kicking off her shoes, Paige slid her Daisy-Dukes off her hips, her knees and down her legs to her ankles. 

Then making sure that I had a nice view of her shapely butt, Paige slowly bent down and pulled down her jeans the rest of the way off.    
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Planting her feet about shoulder’s-width apart, Paige looked over her shoulder at me with a naughty grin, as she provocatively hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. 

“Mmmm,” she moaned, super-heated beyond reason at this point. 

A second or two later, Paige sighed sexily and wiggled as she was slowly sliding the lacy garment down over her hips, her thighs and pushing them down to her knees. 

Pulling her thumbs out, Paige let the skimpy garment flutter down around her ankles. She stepped out of them one foot at a time as she slipped her panties off her ankles. 

When she stood back up Paige was completely naked.

Unable to contain myself, I bent down and grabbed the discarded garment. As I straightened, I felt the bit of lace and then put it to my nose and inhaled it, languorously. 

Then Paige ordered Bruce and me to both, “Get naked …now.”

As soon as I was naked and sat back down on the couch, Paige pushed me flat and crawled up, put her knees on both sides of my head cowgirl fashion and planted her sweet clean-shaven pussy right on my mouth. 

I couldn’t stop myself from eating her like it was the last clam on earth. 

Paige certainly seemed to take to being eaten. Her pussy quivered as I mashed my face between her creamy thighs. 

Her clit throbbed against my nose and her taste was as sweet as any I’d ever eaten. 

My tongue went to work, titillating her to the brink of orgasm, then beyond. 

Paige shuddered spasmodically against my face, clutching hard at my head to hold me there so I felt ever shiver.

As I lick her pussy, I felt Paige’s tongue start to lick down my belly. Then she grabbed my cock and started licking it like it was a lollipop. 

I’m completely shaven so she commented on how smooth it was and started to take my balls in her mouth. 

When I moaned, “Ugh, ugh, uuuugh,” it seemed to ignite a fire in Paige as she sucked first one then the other ball into her mouth and gently rolling them around with her tongue. 

It felt so natural and yet so forbidden at the same time to have my balls in a strange ladies mouth. 

Then Paige let them slip out of her mouth and held them in her hand as she started kissing and nipping at my stiff cock, running her tongue across the veins on the underside. 

My cock was hard and throbbing, jumping and bouncing against her lips.  

Then Paige opened her mouth and plunged her mouth down on my cock. 

I felt Paige’s nose and lips buried in my pubic hair so I knew all seven and a half inches of my cock was down her throat. 

She sucked my cock in deeper and then started bobbing her head up and down on my shaft like all she wanted was for me to cum. 

I felt Paige tonguing my balls again and savored the feel. 

Then I realized that my cock was still in her mouth. 

It was then that it hit me that Bruce liked boys too. 

As Bruce kept licking my balls, I have to admit that it felt great having two mouths working on me. 

Soon they started sharing my cock, both taking turns sucking on me. 

I could hear Paige telling him how hot watching him was making her. 

Then they both had their lips on my cock at the same time going up and down in unison. I started to feel myself getting read to cum so I cried, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, OOHHHHHH God I’m cumming.”

“I get the first one, remember?” sang out Paige as she pressed her lips on the head and started stroking my cock even harder. 

At the same time I felt Bruce gently squeezing my balls and licking my taint and trying to lick my asshole (which actually I like) and I started to cum hard. Paige had a hard time keeping up swallowing my cum without drooling it out. She managed to keep it all in and kept slobbering all over my cock and sucking hard to get every drop out. 

Then she looked back at me with an impish grin and said, “Now its time for round two.” 

Slipping nimbly off couch, Paige lay down on the floor and as she spread her legs, gave me that ‘come hither’ look. 

I was off the couch and crawling between her long shapely legs in seconds. 

Reaching between us, Paige grabbed my cock and guided it to her juicy pussy. Sliding my hard cock into her soaking wet pussy, I started to slowly fuck her. 

Since I had at least an inch of girth on her husband Bruce, her pussy was tight. Paige was moaning, “ooooohhhhh,” like it was her first time feeling a cock in her pussy. 

When Bruce crawled up to her head and put his dick in her mouth, Paige eagerly started to suck it. 

Bruce was fingering her clit and fucking her face while I was still slowly fucking her pussy. 

By the time I felt Paige shutter to another orgasm I was on my knees with her ankles were around my neck and my balls were slapping against her ass. 

But to tell you the truth, I think Paige’s orgasm had happened more than twice by now but I wasn’t really counting anymore. 

As I watched her blowing him, Bruce’s pace picked up and all of a sudden Bruce pulled out of her mouth and started jerking off. 

His cock was pointed at her face, so when he went off the first shot hit Paige’s forehead. The next shot hit her cheek and then the last shot hit her chin and her mouth.

Trying to get every drop, Paige licked her lips. 

Then Bruce leaned over and cleaned the rest of his cum off her with his tongue. 

I got so turned on by watching this that I felt myself getting close. When Paige felt me getting bigger she told Bruce to lick her clit while I was fucking her. 

He jumped at the chance. When he jammed his head between us, I could feel Bruce’s tongue rubbing against my cock as I was sliding in and out of Paige’s pussy. 

Finally I groaned, “Oh fuck, I’m about to cum.”

Giggling, Paige said, “This one is yours Bruce,” as she slid back and my cock popped out of her. 

As soon as it was free Bruce put his mouth in place of Paige’s pussy so I just kept fucking his mouth. 

Paige came up behind me and pressed her body against mine as she reached around me and gripped my cock at the base like a cock-ring. 

I kept face fucking Bruce’s mouth until I grunted and then she tightened her grip to keep me from cumming. 

Paige sang out excitedly, “Here baby, let me see you eat our friends cum,” as she released her grip, letting my cum shot out into his mouth and on his face like a fire hose. 

Bruce gobbled up all he could and then Paige helped him clean off my cock and then licked his face clean. 

When I fell backwards Paige jumped on top of me and pressed her cum coated lips against mine as she thanked me. 

As we got up and dressed, they said, “We’re sorry that we didn’t tell you that you were gonna be shared.”

I said, “Its fine and actually quite a turn on.”

“Would you,” they asked, “Like to make this a weekly lunch date?”
 
What could I say?

I was pretty blown away…literally…by what had happened with Paige and Bruce. 

I never dreamed that I’d let a guy touch me much less blow me. What was more amazing was that it didn’t bother me at all.  Instead it felt natural. 

Two mornings later I got an email from Paige telling me how incredible our ‘lunch’ was and wondering if I’d come by again that day at lunch. She didn’t want to wait another week and since I cummed a few times with them it would last longer. Little did she know that I’d fucked my wife Deborah twice and jerked off about three times just think about our lunch? 

I got to the house and rang the bell no one answered. Then I saw Paige peek her head over the fence and say, “Come around back.” 

When I walked through the gate, I caught a glimpse of her rounding the corner of the house…buck naked. 

As hard as it was I contained myself and followed. 

When I walked onto the deck she was in the hot tub. I looked around and not a single house could be seen through the eight foot privacy fence and shrubs that surrounded the place. 

“Where,” I asked, “Is hubby?”

“He’s getting us drinks,” Paige answered, Then she added, “Since we only have an hour you should just strip and get in the tub.”

Of course, why not? 

I quickly stripped and slide into the tub.

Paige just started telling me how hot she thought I was, how she loved this part and how I walked and talked and smiled.  She was really gushing over me. 

And then as Bruce walk up and she asked, “Don’t you agree?”

He said, “Of course dear, that’s the only reason he’s here.” 

He added, “It’s cool to have a bud that didn’t mind being touched and is respectful my wife.” 

Then he put the drinks on the edge of the tub and crawled in. 

Paige immediately sat down between us, grabbed out cocks and started stroking. 

Then she standing up, without letting go of our cocks, turned around to face us.

As Paige closed her eyes and licked her lips, I saw her ass moving in the water. She was riding a jet. She opened her mouth and I could tell she was starting to cum from the jet shooting water on her clit. 

Paige then stood up with one foot on either side of my hips and said, “Now I’m ready,” as she moved her pussy towards my face. 

I could see Paige’s delicate pink lips pouting open, moisture pooling at the entrance, her clit straining to get out from between her engorged lips. 

I pushed my face between her legs and ran my tongue the entire length of her slit. 

Paige certainly seemed to take to being eaten with a new delight. Her pussy quivered as I mashed my face between her creamy thighs. Her clit throbbed against my nose and her taste was as sweet as any I’d ever eaten. 

My tongue went to work.  As I slurped her juices, I fastened his lips on her clit, sucking it into my mouth. 

Paige shuddered spasmodically against my face, clutching hard at my head to hold me there so I’d feel ever shiver. 

As my tongue fell into a nice pace on her clit, I felt what I knew was coming.

Bruce lips touched the head of my cock and then he ran his tongue down my shaft and to my balls. 

This time I knew it was coming so I just relaxed and enjoy it. 

His tongue flicked rapidly on my balls licking them all over and then he sucked them into his mouth. I moaned, “Uuuuuuuuuum,” into Paige’s pussy and arched my back up towards him as Bruce worked my testicles.

I felt Paige start to shake again and then she moaned, “Ohmifuckinggod,” loud enough to let me know that she’d cummed hard from my tongue fucking. 

Then she turned and sat down on the bank so she could watch Bruce work on my cock. 

By now, Bruce had worked his way back up my shaft and was running his tongue over the head of my cock. I groaned as he teased my pee hole his tongue. Then I almost whimpered as he slowly engulfed my cock into his warm mouth.

Bruce was now sucking my cock slow and easy so that we’d both get the maximum pleasure out of it and I’d last as long as possible. His awesome slow oral talent lasted around five minutes and now I getting close to an orgasm and Bruce could sense it. 

The air was filled with slurping sounds as Bruce picked up the pace, his head bobbing up and down faster and faster. 

“Oh god, here it comes, oh god I’m going to cum,” I moaned as I reached down with one hand to hold his head in place.

Leaning closer, Paige told Bruce to get every drop. 

Caught up in the moment, Bruce grasped my balls with one hand and started jerking with the other. I felt my cum start to boil and then I shot load after load of thick hot cum down his throat. As Bruce made swallowing noises, I could tell from the facial expression that it was quite a load. 

When I let go of his head Bruce continued to lick and suck my cock. 

Despite Paige’s warning about spilling a single drop, cum was getting stuck to his chin and cheeks as he continued to suck and cleaned my cock until it went soft. 

Paige had me lay on my back and she knelt on top of me in a 69-position so I could continue eating her pussy. 

Then she had Bruce mount her from behind ‘dog-style’ and start fucking her. 

I thought this was great until I realized that my tongue and Bruce’s cock would be occupying her pussy at the same time. 

Ok, I thought … I could do this. 

Paige’s pussy was so tight that I found myself licking the bottom of Bruce’s cock as it pumped in and out. 

Things were happening so fast that I wasn’t sure how I felt about licking Bruce’s cock. It wasn’t as unpleasant as I expected. Bruce’s cock was hard as a rock, but his skin felt velvety as it glided across my tongue … and it tasted kinda salty. 

Paige loved it.

I know because she cummed at least once maybe more but my mind was wondering. I realized that as I was eating her my tongue was massaging Bruce’s cock. And that was why they were both going nuts. 

Manning up, I decided that I’d have to try this. I’d have to suck my first cock. It was a lot like mine, shaved balls, nice shape, cut, not weird looking at all. Just a bit smaller. So I took my tongue out Paige’s pussy and slide it between Bruce’s legs to his hairy balls. 

Paige was watching and said, “If you do it I’ll make it worth your while.”

Bravely. I ran my hands up Bruce’s thighs and touched his balls and cock at the same time and then I started to stroke him. 

Then I did it.  I parted my lips and put Bruce’s cock in my mouth. 

Not too bad I thought, doesn’t taste funny, just hard and soft at the same time. 

Not really knowing what I was doing, I started doing what Paige did with ours cocks. I started bobbing, stroking and licking. 

Suddenly I realized that I was really enjoying myself and I could tell from my own experience that Bruce was getting harder and that he was going to cum soon. 

Bruce grunted and moaned, “I’m cumming.” 

I was happy he told us because Paige had told me not to swallow it because she wanted to suck it out of my mouth. 

That was a relief to me because I wasn’t sure that I was ready to swallow yet. 

So I started bobbing really fast, moving my mouth up and down his shaft. Bruce grunted when I slipped my lips up his shaft and clamped them around the base of his cock head and start jerking his cum into my mouth. 

Paige jumped down beside me, turned me on my side and stuck her tongue in my mouth and scooped out all Bruce’s cum and swallowed it. 

Then she started kissing me like she kissed Bruce. This was weird to me especially when Bruce came up beside us and started to rub our asses as he watched us. 

I was hard as a rock now. 

Smiling, Paige pulled me on top of her and told me, “Fuck me as hard and as fast as you can.”

I just bit my lower lip and nodded. 

Before I could react, Bruce reached between us and used his hand to guide my cock to Paige’s pussy. 

When the head touched Paige’s slit, he naturally moved my head up and down in the hot wetness that was oozing from his wife’s pussy. 

As I pressed the head of my cock into her I could feel Paige’s pussy being stretch further than ever before. I couldn’t believe the feeling. Now that I’d sucked a cock this was somehow different, exciting but different.
 
Once I had it all the way in Paige wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my shoulders. 

Then she just moaned, “Ohmifuckinggod,” and told me to fuck her over and over. 

After several minutes Bruce reached between my legs and started toying with my balls while I fucked Paige with long, steady strokes in and out strokes. 

After about ten minutes of constant pounding and at least two more orgasms from her, Paige moaned, “I want you to lay on the deck and have you fuck my mouth. I want to taste your cum again.”  

No problem, I cum faster from blowjob.  Anyway I was tired.  

Paige propped her head up with some pillows. 

I knelt over her body, penning her arms at her sides and started to stroke her mouth with my cock. And I wasn’t gentle either. I could feel the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat and my balls slapping against her chin. 

With her arms penned and me sitting on her chest, Paige was powerless to resist, so on the in stroke I was cramming my cock so far down her throat that she was gagging.
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Then I felt Bruce come up behind me. 

Moving between Paige’s legs, he grabbed her ankles, put them on her shoulders and started fucking her. 

As he pounded her I felt Bruce grab my ass and press his thumb against my asshole.

In a couple of minutes he started rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks in rhythm with me fucking his wife’s mouth. 

Paige pussy juices were lubing Bruce’s cock as he humped between my butt cheeks. 

All of a sudden Bruce grabbed his cock and started rubbing my asshole with it. 

Then I felt his hot cum between my butt cheeks. 

This sent me over the edge and I started shooting globs of cum into Paige’s mouth and slut she was she didn’t let one drop go to waste. 

As hot cum oozed between my butt checks, I looked over my shoulder at Bruce. 

He looked me straight in the eye and said, “Your holes belong to me, both of them.” 

Then started telling me how good it would feel to have his cock deep inside of me. 

He and Paige propped me up on my hands and knees in a doggy style position and as much as I protested at first, deep down I was a very nasty, dirty slut and wanted his cock in my tight ass. 

I have to admit that my legs were shaking from nervousness. For one thing, I was afraid it would hurt too much, but I was also worried that I wouldn’t be able to take it at all.  

When I felt Bruce’s hands grip on my hips, I took a deep breath and braced myself for what I knew was coming next. 

When I chickened out, I turned around and gave Bruce ‘head’ to buy myself some more time. He let me suck him for a few minutes, and then he flipped me back over again and told me it was time.  

Bruce wanted me to know that he was in control and to remind me that my holes did belonged to him, so he grabbed my hair and pulled it so hard that I almost screamed. 

Then as Paige watched, he made me beg for it. I had never been so humiliated or turned on in my life. By the time Bruce was through with me, I was begging him to put his cock up my ass. I couldn’t believe that I was even saying it, much less that I really wanted it. 

Bruce didn’t hesitate for a moment. He used one hand to spread my butt cheeks and one hand to guide his cock into my ass. The first motion that put the tip of the head in. It hurt so badly that I was gritting my teeth and had my fists clench in pain. 

Bruce was experienced at this and knew just what to say to put me at ease. “That’s it, you’re so hot, and I want your ass so badly.”  

Once he eased the head past my sphincter, Bruce gave a hard push and drove it in all the way to his balls. It hurt so badly that I thought he was going to split me in half.  

He moved very gently at first but then I started to get really fired up. Before I knew it, I was yelling, “Harder. Fuck me harder. Fuck my ass.”

He was shouting in return, calling me his slut, his whore, his “cock-loving, take-it-up-your-ass bitch.”  

After about ten minutes, Bruce was really fucking me hard. I mean, seriously pounding my ass. 

Finally, I put my face on the floor and put both of my hands on my butt cheeks, spreading them apart. I wanted to open myself up as much as possible to him. I wanted him to own my ass. I begged Bruce to cum deep inside of me. 

He tortured me for a while by making me beg again and again for it. Finally, I got what I really needed. His balls exploded and Bruce cummed deep inside of my ass. 

I loved it. I truly loved every bit of it.  

I was so spent that I just sprawled out flat on the deck. Laughing, Bruce and Paige grabbed my cock and started stroking it again. 

My cock was so sensitive now that I had to deny her and say, “Sorry, but I’m done for the day.”

They both laughed good-naturedly while we all dried off.  

After Paige and Bruce removed the cum from between my ass cheeks and I put on my clothes, Paige came up to me and kissed my deeply and told me, “We don’t want you doing this with anyone else. We want you all to ourselves.”

I promised them that I had no desire to do this with anyone else.
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Bruce held up his cock so I could kiss the head and then Paige walked me out. 

At the gate she whispered in my ear, “I’ll call you tomorrow. Bruce has to go back to work and won’t be here.”

I definitely woke up sore the next morning but it was worth it. Anal and sucking Bruce’s cock has became part of our sexual ritual. Now, Bruce likes to screw my ass, then pull out and finish in my mouth. 

After that we started getting together as a three some at least once a week. Occasionally I would meet with one or the other alone. When I was meeting with Bruce, it usually consisted of sucking his cock and getting my ass pounded.

We’d been getting together for about six months when Paige called me. “Did you tell me that your wife was going to be out of town for the weekend?”

“Yes.”

“That’s perfect because I need your help. Bruce is having a very important client over Saturday night. If you could be here and entertain him, it would mean a big sale for Bruce.”

What could I say, I thought as I answered, “OK.”, I said,
 
“Be here by seven thirty,” and then after a pause she added, “And be a dear and wear a pretty pair of panties.”

As I hung up the phone, not exactly sure what she meant by entertain, I wondered what the hell I was getting myself into.

The end…

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It was one of those hot summer’s when the average daily temperature peaked near 100 almost daily. To top it off the humidity had also been sweltering all season. By mid-August it had almost everybody down and most people stayed behind closed doors inside the comforts of their air conditioners. I was one of those people but I was also getting bored of being inside all the time. I had decided this weekend I was not sitting in the house and was going to utilize my back porch and deck, maybe grill out and endure the heat the best I could.

By late Saturday afternoon I  had been drinking lots of water and trying my hardest to stay outside. I was sitting on the back deck and probably could have wrung my clothes out from the humidity. I was contemplating the idea of grilling or just saying screw it and heading inside to shower and sit inside the air conditioning. It was 101 degrees with 88 percent humidity index and miserable did not begin to describe it. I heard a voice on the outside of my fence and walked over to see who else had braved the heat. I was not used to having anyone come by the house.

Jamison had been my neighbor for the past three years. We spoke when we saw each other but outside of a casual hello or comment I really did not know much about him. He lived two doors down from me but was very private like most people in my neighborhood. I opened the gate to see Jamison standing outside dressed much like me. He was wearing a multi-color tank top and a pair of men’s board shorts with flip flops. He was a good looking man standing at about 6’2” with a lean build. His skin was tanned and his legs were muscular, I guessed he probably liked to bike or run. As I opened the gate he apologized for interrupting and I told him it was not a problem and invited him inside the fence. He made some small talk while I looked at his hard body and then he asked if I had any outdoor surveillance cameras. Apparently a few of the neighbors had some vandalism last night and his cameras had not captured anything. I told him I would be happy to send him what my cameras had captured and he asked if I was working outside on such a hot day. I guess the fact that I was soaking wet head to toe had him curious. I told him I could not stand to be trapped inside another weekend and had been trying to sit outside and we both laughed. Jamison asked if I would like to come over to his place this afternoon and use his pool. He said he had some drinks and maybe we could do dinner. I agreed and decided to get together about three. I asked what I should bring and Jamison replied nothing, just to come on over.

I arrived promptly at 3:00 PM and Jamison answered the door and welcomed me inside. As he gave me a tour he told me he was a cardiologist at the local university medical center. Our conversation was casual and general as we made our way back to his outdoor deck and pool area. He had misting fans around the deck and the pool looked really inviting. Jamison invited me to get into the pool and the water felt absolutely amazing. He mixed us both a drink and then got in himself. We spent several hours in the pool relaxing and talking. Jamison told me he was gay and that he had a boyfriend but it was just a causal relationship as they lived across the country from each other. He had prepared a fantastic light dinner and after eating we both got back into the water. As we stood in the pool and talked I could tell Jamison was getting closer to me and wanted so bad to reach out and grab him but resisted not knowing how he would react.

I felt Jamison reach out and his hands rested on my hips at my waist. I was not sure but I thought he was testing to see what my reaction would be. I move a little closer to him as I felt my cock grow against the fabric of my bathing suit. As our conversation continued I was hoping he would just push my suit down and I did not have to wait long before I felt his hands push my suit slightly off my hips. He asked if I was ok and I replied yes and he slowly pushed my shorts down over my ass cheeks leaving my cock trapped inside the front. He stepped in pressing his hard body against mine as his large hands began rubbing my cheeks. He leaned in and kissed me and I parted my lips allowing his tongue to explore my open mouth. I reached down and rubbed Jamison’s cock through his pants feeling he was incredibly hard and fairly large as I felt my swim suit push completely off my hips and down my legs as the kiss continued.

When we parted and caught our breath Jamison asked again “I just want to make sure again that your positive you’re ok with what is happening?”

I enthusiastically responded “Yes, please don’t stop.”  

Jamison said “You have a hot little ass and I want to fuck you. Do you want my cock inside your ass?”

I said “Oh god I want to feel your hot cock inside my ass and I want you to fuck me. Please”

Jamison pressed into me and kissed me deeply as he moved us to the edge of the pool and we got out. He dried me off and then dried himself and said “Let’s go inside so I can make love to you.” As he led me by the hand into his house and back to his bedroom. As he lay me onto the bed fully naked Jamison was still wearing his shorts but I could see a massive bulge in the front through his wet bathing suit. Jamison had taken control and I lay waiting to please him as his large hands began to rub my body sending shivers up my spine with anticipation. After a few minutes Jamison moved me and put me on my knees in front of him kneeling on the floor of his room. I knew what he wanted and I could not wait to bring him pleasure and to taste his cock in my mouth.

Jamison said “Suck my cock” as his groin pressed toward my face and I pushed his bathing suit off his hips allowing his gorgeous 8” fat cock to pop out and into my face. As I pushed his shorts down his legs I took his shaft and began licking the underside hearing him moan. I licked his balls and one filled my mouth as I sucked them. I worked to get as much of his cock into my mouth as possible and spent the next thirty minutes worshipping and sucking his beautiful rigid cock as he moaned in complete pleasure and held the back of my head.

I tasted his precum and I knew Jamison was getting close and I looked up at him and in a soft voice begged him saying “Please fuck me, I want to feel you deep inside me when you cum. I want you to fill me with your hot cum.” Jamison pulled me up and knelt me on my hands and knees on the edge of his bed with my ass up in the air. I felt cold lube hit my tight puckered hole before a finger dipped inside me. I had my face buried in the covers of the bed as I felt the massive head of his gorgeous cock press against me and then push to enter me. I bit the blankets as a wave of pain shot through my body as my ass was parted and invaded by this huge hard cock as I felt sweat bead on my forehead and I tried to relax completely to allow Jamison to enter me fully. As he continued pushing I finally cried out “wait, wait”

Jamison stopped and asked if I wanted him to pull out and I told him no, just to hold up for a minute to let me adjust to his massive size and he stopped and rubbed my cheeks with his hands until I told him ok, he could continue. Once he was fully inside me the feeling was incredible. He had once again paused and waited until I told him to fuck me. He started slow as he pulled his incredible shaft out and pushed back in driving me wild until I as begging him to cuck me harder. As Jamison pounded my ass from behind me I cried out to him to spank me and he began slapping my ass with stinging blows that were pushing me over the edge until I heard him holler out that he was going to cum and where did I want him. I told him “cum inside me, I want you inside me. Please cum” repeating myself as I pushed my hips back to meet his thrusts until I felt him push as deep inside me as he could and I felt him begin to blow his load as he grunted and yelled out in full orgasmic bliss.

As his orgasm subsided Jamison kept his cock buried inside me as he lay against my back and kissed my back and my neck. Once his cock began to soften he pulled out with a pop and then turned me over onto my back. He took my cock into his mouth and started to suck me until I blew my load with him swallowing every drop until I begged him to stop. I lay on the bed totally spent and exhausted as I asked him to hold me tight. He turned out the lights and crawled into be beside me as I turn onto my side and held me tightly. As I was drifting off to sleep Jamison told me that was the most amazing thing he had ever done. He said his boyfriend and he were both tops and he had never fucked anyone before. He and his friend would just jack each other off and perform oral on each other.

I was content and felt safe as I drifted off to sleep with Jamison’s hot hard body holding me tightly and pressed up against me. I whispered that I wanted Jamison to fuck me again, anytime he wanted and he whispered back that he would love to fuck me and make love to me anytime I wanted. My stomach was cramped and I told him he must have blown a gallon of cum into me. He said he had been so busy that he had not jacked off or cum in probably the last six weeks as I heard him being to snore and we both drifted off to sleep together.

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I closed up shop one night, and this guy stayed behind, even after closing out his tab. I asked if there was anything else I could do. He said he had a gig a few blocks away, and wanted to know if I’d accompany him, and spend a few hours entertaining him. He thought I was funny, and needed a night of laughs. I thought, “why not?” Fuck, I’d be taking half an hour of train rides, and an hour of walking, to get home. This sounded more fun, and he was kinda cute. He had dimples. Fucking dimples! His green eyes were bloodshot, but he also spent half the night on the patio, smokin like a fuckin stack. I finished closing up, and walked with him a few blocks to a small jazz joint, with a bunch of swirly motherfuckers out front. 

He was pretty gifted with his hands. He had big hands. I remember distinctly watching him strum the bass strings, and he’d glance up every few minutes, checkin to see if I was still there. I liked it. He winked a few times, and I blew a kiss or two, just to play up the moment. Afterward we walked and talked. He’d lived here for years, but had never settled down. He was engaged to a woman a decade ago, and I was shocked as shit to find out he was in his 40s. Fuckin cute ass guy, must’ve taken good care of himself. I would’ve guessed him to be early thirties at the oldest. 

The night was pretty damp and cold, so we ducked into a breezeway to make out. Half hour later, his hands are cupping my ass cheeks under my opened jeans. His fly is unzipped, and he’s dry humping my stomach like a pig at the zoo, just pushing his pecker in any direction it would go. It wasn’t the biggest or thickest I’d ever had, but it wasn’t small by any means. Neither one of us had condoms, so we stopped in at a smoke shop, and he picked up a box, and some lube. The clerk gave him the change and we headed back to our spot. I turned toward the wall, pushing my jeans down, giving him full access.

I felt his warm hands lathering my hole up with lube, and heard him fumble with the packaging, and prepping his dick. He fucked me quickly. I didn’t even have time to get hard before I heard him gasping for air, and his dick twitchy as fuck in my hot zone. He leaned into me, pushing what he could up inside til I felt his bush against my ass. He told me how good it felt to get off, and he wanted to stay like this forever…blah, blah, fucking blah. “Oh fuck, I have to get going.” I turned, with him still inside me, as I pulled at my jeans. He quickly pulled back, leaving the condom half hanging out of my ass, and his dick still dripping, while I buttoned fly, and grabbed a taxi. 

When I got home, Tim was jerking off on the couch, and Stephen was sitting at the table, eating a bowl of cereal, playing some fucking game on his phone. I carefully walked upstairs, and pulled the condom out of my ass, briefly admiring his spunk. It was a thick load, and filled a good portion of the head of the latex tubing. I squished it around, and dropped it in my trash can. I put my robe on, and went downstairs to the shower. Tim was cumming in his towel, as I walked by. 

I turned the water on scalding hot, and warmed myself up, before adjusting the temp to a more tolerable hot. I jerked off in the steamy stream, with some body wash, and washed and conditioned my hair. I shaved quickly, stepping out into the steam, and wrapping my robe around my body. I opened the door, feeling the refreshing cool, against my moist skin. Tim still had his fucking towel draped over his crotch, eating a bag of chips, watching reruns of the RHONY. I sprinted up the steps, and dropped my robe, hopping into bed.

I woke up the next day naked, and had another jerk. I didn’t have to work for an hour, so I re organized my collection of jeans. Fucking boring, I know, but if you could see how many pair of cotton jeans I own, you’d think it was a clothing drive for Salvation army. 

I got dressed, did my hair, put on some eyeliner, and headed out. It wasn’t long before I was done with my shift, and I still had a couple hours til I went out. I stopped at a place in the east village, and met up with a couple co-workers. There was a cute guy sitting in the corner, and I couldn’t help but notice a scar on the side of his face. I walked over, and sat by him. He didn’t say anything, until I asked how his night was going. “Alright, how bout you?” “It could be better.” “Yeah?” “Yeah, I’m supposed to be going downtown with my friends over there, but you look like a lot more fun.” “Fuck yeah, I am.” He set his glass down and looked over at me, with a smirk.

I noticed a scar on his cheek, and I reached up, lightly touching it with my fingertip. “Fuck outta here.” He pushed my finger away with a flick. “What? I was just checking it out.” “Yeah, my mom’s boyfriend took a crowbar to my face, when he found out I was a fag.” “Aw nooo,” I kissed his cheek. “Fuckin asshole’s been in jail ever since, but my Moms hasn’t spoken to me in a minute.” I took his hand, getting off the chair, and leading him up with me. “You wanna go right now?” “I can’t think of anything better to do.” “Fuck yeah.” He closed out, and we headed uptown. 

He had a small apartment, with a pull out bed, and small love seat. He got me something to drink, and I sat on the loveseat. He walked over, handing me the glass, and I took a couple sips, and motioned for him to sit next to me. He took his shirt off, sitting down next to me, and leaned in. 

We made out for a long ass time. He had a sexy body, with a thick happy trail, but he shaved his chest and pits. He was such a good kisser. If I could give up sex, I’d make a career out of making out with every sexy guy in the city. I love fucking making out. So we’re getting hot and heavy, and he’s working me out of my clothes. He’s kissing my neck and chest. He’s biting my nipples, and licking my belly. 

He’s got a bit of an odor, but it’s turning me on so far. He continues kissing me, while getting his jeans off. He’s wearing boxers, but they’ve seen better days. The thin material couldn’t case his monster cock. Fucking huge as dick pushing its way out of the fly, which had a snap that didn’t work apparently. I stroked him, while we kissed, and he moaned a few dirty words in my ear. I was completely naked, and he was between my legs, and talking fuckin dirty shit to me. He had me oozing pre cum, and we weren’t even touching.

So he starts pushing his dick between my legs. I keep backing off, and making out, but he’s getting pretty fucking persistent. I told him he needs to put a jimmy on, before that fuckin trunk goes in my water hole, if you get my drift. He laughed, and got up, walking across the kitchen to his cupboards. Weird, right? Who keeps fuckin sexy supplies in the kitchen? He turns around, messing with the wrapper, and his dick’s just hangin there, tantalizing me. 

My mind is racing with thoughts of how hard this guy’s gonna pound me. His cock was massive, and I was already accepting my oscar for best supporting actor in a submissive role. I mean, this thing was going to use a lot of my energy. It shifted on its own, while he messed with that god damn wrapper. He was biting at it, and his dick was going soft.

I got off the fuckin couch, and walked to him, taking a fresh condom out of the box. I quickly opened it up, and he smiled, thanking me. I grabbed his meat stick, giving him a couple wanks, while he dug for some lube in the cupboard of fuck. I got on my knees, putting the head in my mouth.

He was so sweet and salty, I wanted to swallow his dick whole. He was practically deep throating me, and that was just mid shaft. I took it like a champ, pushing him all the way in, til I could smell the fabric softener in his pubes, from those fucking worn out boxers. I was submerged in cock, while thoughts of marriage and throwing out old boxers ran through my head.

He was moaning, and I could feel him pumping out some pre cum down my gagging throat. I pulled back, as his slick dick bounced up in my face, covered in my spit, and dripping some pre juice. I stood up, and went to his bed. 

He had the condom on by the time he got to the bed, and I was working my fingers in and out of my fuck pot, covered in lube, and praying for a smooth entry. He carefully pushed the head in, popping through my ring of fire. I fuckin screamed on the inside, but i bit his neck instead. “Fuck bitch, you gonna make me bust.” He had a swagger in his voice, and an anaconda in his drawers. I was gasping for air, as he pumped in and out of me.

I swore this man was ripping me open, but it hurt so good I couldn’t stop. We fucked for almost an hour. My feet were in the air, then I’m bouncing up and down on it like a fat girl on a yoga ball. I was on all fours, while he mounted me like a stallion, trying to fill my man pussy up with big cock.

I held onto the railing, while he lifted me up on his shoulders, and ate my ass like a catholic at a fish fry. I swear to fuck, he ate my ass so good, I almost came. I told him to back off, or the party would be over before he was. He dropped me down, and turned me over, pushing it back in, and pulling me from the front.

His hands felt soft, and rough at once. He was bracing my hips, pulling me back onto his man meat, while he thrusted at the hips. He banged the fuck out of me, leaving me breathless, and hunching over, waiting for daylight. 

Just when I felt like I couldn’t go anymore, he told me he was cumming soon. He grabbed my dick, working it over, but it just flopped back on my stomach. “Just leave it.” I held onto my thighs, pulling my legs up a little higher, while he went even deeper than I thought he could. “Fuck, shit…Fuck I’m blowin my fuckin load in your ass bitch.” I gave him an encouraging chest stroke, while he gooned and arched his back. I didn’t feel the dick twitch, but I was also at max capacity.

We lay there for a bit, completely soaked with sweat. He was panting, and petting me, and I was pushing his hair out of my mouth. He said it had been awhile since he fucked last, and he was hoping maybe I’d want to do it again. I said I’d be in touch, giving his softening dick an affectionate rub. “I’ll miss this til we meet again.” He put a finger in my mouth, and i bit it lightly. “You better call me. I want that ass again.” I got dressed quickly, nodding and smiling, and ran like fuck out of that building. The giant had fallen, and I was going to cut the head off now, before it got back up. 

I’ve never met a dick I wouldn’t at least suck. I like ’em in all shapes, sizes, and colors. The harder they get, the slicker they fit.  I’m Jagger, and I’m a sex addict.

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My new pen pal makes it clear that he doesn’t do hookups. He really only goes on grindr when he’s mad at his boyfriend, just for harmless chat.

“I just wanted to tell you that your blog always gives me a rush when a new post comes out.”

Ok, no hookups. I can respect that. But the 19yo keeps talking to me, and when he lets slip that his body is “highly sensitive and extremely reactive to touch”, I can’t resist torturing him.

“Imagine me slowly kissing your nipples, running my hands down your belly, slowly getting closer to your cock.”

“Fuck. You’re killing me here. I’m in a group and people are asking me if I’m alright.”

The following week I send him more of my writing, while he’s in class. Just for him.

“I slowly wrap my lips around your dick, lightly, not quite touching it. You just can’t wait until they close around it and engulf you in their wet softness…”

“FUCK”

“nOT NNOW”

I didn’t mean to do it, honestly. But I’m thrilled. We arrange to meet one evening on campus. I fret that he’ll be nervous and make plans to walk outside where we can talk.

Before I tell him, he writes “When I get there just lead me to the bathroom.”

It’s early evening and golden shafts of sunlight slice through the nature building, where a couple of custodians are doggedly dragging mops across the concrete floor. They glance at me suspiciously as I pace and examine ancient fur pelts.

Outside the large window, I see dozens of students walking in all directions. One slender Indian boy walks briskly toward the building, and since he can’t see me, I ogle him unabashedly. He wears a white Nike tank top, showing off his brown arms and a small wisp of hair under them. My penis shifts when he opens the door and comes inside, heading over to me. I flash him the orange and blue app on my phone, and now confident in my identity, he smiles and sticks out his hand.

“Hi. I’m Ajay.”

“I’m Pete,” I say. In contrast, my voice is just above a whisper. “It’s nice to meet you,” I give his hand a good squeeze, but I’m still distracted by the custodians. I literally found this place by googling for “good cruising spots”. They must know something is up. One of them is leaning on her mop handle tapping on her phone.

“Let’s head downstairs,” I tell him, and lead him past collections of animal furs to the concrete staircase.

The lower level is deserted, so I push open the bathroom door and we duck inside. I lock it, then, not trusting myself, double check. Yes, it is most definitely locked this time.

In the harsh fluorescent light I can see his face is smooth and his lips are soft and inviting. His eyes are hungry. He’s been thinking about this moment for weeks. He reaches out, and presses his body into mine, and I instinctively I back up against the wall. I close my eyes and feel our lips touch. My nose hits his glasses so I tilt my head. I embrace him, and his thin shirt easily flattens against his skin. I run my hands up along the svelte curve of his lower back. His hand sneaks under my shirt, searching over my pecs, until finally pouncing on my nipple.

God, I could kiss him forever. He tastes refreshing, like a cool mineral water after a drought. In my life, I have locked lips with four guys, but the feeling of Ajay’s lips makes me high. I pull him into me. I feel his hardness prod me through our clothes, and I want him.

I slide my hands into his pants, and move them over his ass. He’s so slender I can cup both cheeks in one hand. I squeeze them, massage them. I claim his body with my hands and lips.

We finally drift apart as he pulls my shirt up to my neck. I allow him to slip it over my head. When both of our shirts are a heap on the tiled floor, I reach down into his pants and take hold of his cock. It feels like a hot steel rod, pulsing with energy.

I’m about to kneel down, but he meets my eyes again and I get weak kneed. Instead, reach behind his head with my free hand and pull him to me. We make out, this time with the renewed fervor of having my hand around his dick.

After I don’t know how long, we have had our fill. I pull away from his lips and fall to the ground. I wrench his jeans down past his knees. 

I’m amazed at his size. I’ve sucked brown guys before, and they have always been well endowed. Ajay stands above me, hands on his hips, and grins while I examine nearly seven inches of brown veined cock. The tip is still covered in its blanket of skin. He sucks in a breath when I wrap my hand around it, and I’m reminded of  how sensitive he is. I’m going to have to take this slow.

I reluctantly uncurl my fingers from it, and instead I let out my tongue and slowly move towards his thigh, barely touching his dick with my temples. Deliberately, I make my way up his thighs, dragging my tongue across each salty leg hair. The slightest touch makes him shiver. I get closer, until I’m pushing his cock up with my nose while I lick under his smooth sack.

I stick out my tongue and look up at him, getting closer and closer to the tip. He’s trembling with anticipation. I’m afraid he’s going to cum without contact. I move with the speed and deliberation of a glacier. After ages have passed I finally touch my tongue to the tip. I lick it clean, tasting his sweet flavour.

I wrap my mouth around it, sliding my lips over the slippery pink orb hear him moan deeply. When I look up, he’s staring straight down at me, mouth hanging open, eyes urging me to go on. Slowly I let more of it slip into my mouth, until I press all the way in and it’s whole length slides down my throat. My nose hits bone.

He doubles over, hands pressed against the bathroom tiles, gasping for breath. I’m careful not to move the slightest. I slowly slide off like I’m defusing a bomb. He looks down at me over the curve of his abs, eyes wide.

When I sit back on my heels, we both watch as a single, dewdrop of precum oozes out. I place my tongue under the drop and draw out a silver strand. He watches as I wrap my lips around his pink, glistening cock head and, for the first time, start to suck.

Unable to withstand more torture, he places his hands on my temples to steady me and begins to fuck my mouth. But he stops soon after, aware of his limits, and stands there gasping.

I focus on his balls while he calms down. When the time comes, I take him into my throat one again, and he doubles over. I simply let him be there. I don’t have to do anything at all to keep him on edge. He gently kisses the hair on the back of my head.

Saliva is building up in my mouth now so I reflexively swallow.

Abruptly his hands dig into my back. “Aaa- aaa-” he moans. I feel his cock throb and deposit a thick wad of semen deep in my throat. After such a long build up, more gushes out of him and I feel like I’m drowning. I pull back, feeling each pulse add to the ocean of cum that fills my mouth.

I look up, eyes watering and see that he’s been staring down, amazed, in ecstatic orgasmic excitement. I open my mouth to show him what he did. After I gulp some of it down, he grabs me under my arms and tugs me up to his face. He presses his hands against my ears and pulls me to his lips. We kiss with a new fresh intensity, sharing the flavour of his release.

THUNK. The door bangs when someone tries to open it. We both freeze. My skin crawls.

“They want to clean it.” I tell him. “I suppose we’ll have to stay a few more minutes until they go away.”

His lips part, belying the panic I feel, and we go at it again. We make out until the cum is a memory.

“We need a plan to escape.” I say as I stop to breath.

He smiles slyly. “The plan is,” he says, as if this happened all the time, “we’ll just walk out confidently.”

“Yeah, could work.  But in opposite directions.”

We move to leave, but we don’t. Instead, we continue to explore each other’s lips.

“OK,” I say, taking a deep breath, and two steps back. “You go left and I’ll go right. They can’t get both of us.”

“Let’s go.”

When we’re dressed, we fling open the door. The custodian is there, leaning on his cart reading his phone. He looks right at us in surprise.

I spin on my heels and speed walk down the hall. My footsteps echo through the building as I ascend the stairs, shove open the emergency exit. When I step into the light of the setting sun, I know I’m safe.

Long ago I stopped getting nervous during hookups. Now the butterflies are back. I keep reliving our kiss as I joyfully begin walking through campus back to my car. It has been years since I felt so alive. Distracted, I think of him all the way to the parking lot before I realize I didn’t bring my car.

What the hell just happened? No guy has ever had that effect on me.

For the first time, it dawns on me that what I’m doing might be dangerous.

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Marty has hunted for well over 30 years now and decided to go out for a weekend trip all by himself. He was deeply happy that his divorce had just came through 2 day’s before his trip into the country. He has been working for the Coors brewery well into 30 years plus and was into his final year service before he took a retirement  package. He was also proud that his daughter got accepted at one of the top Colleges on the East coast.

The drive to where the cabin was were he rents for the week took well over 4 hours from his house and was located in a very secluded place on a private island about mile from the main road. George meant Marty just after 1pm over at the dock to rent him a small motor boat for the week. Marty and George both turn 45 a few weeks back as they both fit the hunter roll very well. George stood well over 6 ‘3 weigh a solid 250 plus. As for Marty he stood close to 6 feet weigh a solid 200 with a nice black and greyish trim goatee and a nice fit hairy body to died for.

George had a son name Mark who just turn 20 was know all over town for being a Pretty Boy or a twink. Mark was real shy and very intelligent as he got a scholarship for physic in the top University in the world. He stood about 5’9 weigh just around 140 with short blonde hair and a great shape body  that suits him very well.

It was well after 3pm that Marty got all settle in to his cabin and was now working on getting his Cross Bow and fishing pole already for dusk. Marty also made sure he brought enough beer,rum and food  to last him the entire week. The cabin was around 600 square feet with a new bath room that the owner just put in the first week of April.

The sun is now slowly going down in the West as Marty caught a few nice lake perch that he through back in the water before he decided to head back over to the cabin for the night. The old wall clock was showing just pass 8 when Marty put a small fire on the wood stove before he started to read his book. 

They next few days went over very well for Marty as he deeply enjoy the week of rest and getting some good hunting in. Marty has just done supper when he heard a boat pull up to the dock to where the cabin was when he notice it was George son Mark slowly walking up the path. ” Hey Mark can help you son ” Mark had a few tears in his eyes as Marty brought him into the cabin along with a shot of rum to calm him down a bit. 

Mark was well into his third shot when he open up to Marty about him being Bi sexual as Marty started to get very nervous about the situation he is now in . Marty by now thought it was time to have another shot himself before he called George concerning his son issues. Mark then pleaded not to call his father because he lied to him on were he was going that night. 

Mark was now pass out from the booze when Marty hop into the mortor boat over to George  place and told him what is going on with Mark. George was very please with Marty telling him and his wife about the situation. George took his time walking back with Marty to where the dock was as George told Marty that he was also Bi Sexual. 

Mark woke up fairly early and went pass Marty room to take a piss before he notice Marty laying there on the top cover with a massive hard on in his white tight boxer briefs. Mark then decided to go very quietly up to where Marty was laying and began to suck his huge 9 inch cock through his boxer. It took a few seconds that Marty woke up and was caught off guard that Mark was now sucking his tool.

” Holy shit Mark “

” You like it Marty “

” Don’t stop dude “

” Love your dick sir “

” Fuck you lips feel great “

” Just lay back and enjoy “

Mark took the huge 9 inch dick all the way down his skinny throat as Marty cock was spurting  out huge loads of his pre cum all over the back of math throat and lips.

” OMG Mark where the hell you learn to suck like that “

” My dads best friends so me a few things “

” Evan my X can’t suck like that “

Marty had a huge orgasm as he shot off a big load of his white juice all over Mark face and lips. Mark was amazed watching Marty cock full of white cum as he caught up from the bed to get all cleaned up before breakfast. Marty made them both Canadian Back Bacon and eggs before Mark got back in his boat to go back to shore.

Once again Marty heard another boat coming to his dock as he slowly got up from the couch to where he was reading. This time Mark had someone with him along with it looks like a six pack of beers.

” Hello Marty this Lloyd my dads best friend that I was telling you about last night “

” Nice to meet you Lloyd would you like to come on in “

Marty was now getting real turn on by Lloyd as it was one of his fantasy to have another hunter like himself to have sex with. Marty wasn’t really turn on by Mark at all before he told Mark that it would be best for him to leave. Mark was some disappointed because he thought that this would have be his very first 3 some. All three all them had a few beers each before Lloyd and Mark got into the boat and went back home.

Lloyd ran into Marty at the local General store as both of them were getting a few items they both need. You can see Lloyd eye light up when he notice that Marty bought some Ky jell along with a small box of Altra thins condom. 

” How about coming over to my cabin tonight Lloyd “

” That will be good “

” Let’s make it for 8 “

” Great my wife is gone to her sister cottage “

” Thats cool how about coming over then for dinner at 6 then “

” Nice Marty I’ll bring my swim suit we can go for a swim then “

” Nice Lloyd can’t wait to see you “

” Bye Marty “

The steaks and the Merlot went down very well as Marty watch Lloyd get into his speedo before they went down to the dock and dive into the water. Lloyd had a great body for someone who just turn 50 with short blonde weave hair stood just under 5’11 and weigh close to 180 with nice muscle hairy blonde chest.  The outline of his nice 7 inch package from the red speedo turn Marty on even more. 

They both swim enjoying swimming and horsing around for a good 30 minutes into the water as the sun is now setting down into the sky as Lloyd rub up against Marty huge bulge a few times. ” Hey Lloyd lead go on back in for some more beers “

It was very hot our still well into the low 80’s as they both watch each other try off with the beach towels. Lloyd made the first move on Marty by rubbing his crotch with his hands. They both decided to wrestle a bit as they both put back on their speedos that they where swimming in. The wrestling match got more intense as the pre cum started to pour out from their speedos along with the sweat.  

Marty was now laying at the side of his bed with his feet touching the floor as Lloyd mouth deeply enjoying Marty massive cock. Lloyd then took Marty sweated speedo and begun to sniff it at the same time his mouth was thrusting his cock real good and hard.

” Holy shit Lloyd that feel fucking great “

” Love your tool Marty “

” Make me cum “

” Make me cum ‘

” You got me sorry fucking horny “

” Give me your load “

” let me taste the honey Marty  “

” You want it Lloyd “

” Yea please give it to me “

” OMG Yes “

” Oh shit Im Close “

” Fuck Im close “

” Let me see it Marty “

” Please give it to me “

” Fuck here it is “

” OMG  “

” Holy shiiiiiiiitttttttttttttt “

Marty shouted at the top of his lungs as his load shot down the back of Lloyd throat as both their bodied started to shook and vibrate from the orgasm.

Lloyd took a good swig from his beer to wash the rest of it all down. Marty then got up from the bed as Lloyd made his way down to the kitchen to grab a few snacks for the both of them.

” My God Lloyd that was nice dude “

” Thanks how about you fuck my hole late “

” Don’t know if I have anymore energy  left “

” I sure you do “

The time was well pass midnight as Lloyd was helping Marty now rolling up the condom all the way to his massive set of hairy balls. Lloyd was now bend over at the side of the bed with a pillow underneath him to peak his ass up before the fuck. Marty thin took the tube of KY and rub a huge amount all his 9 inch cock and balls.

” You ready to be  a man Lloyd “

” You Bet I am Marty “

” Go slow please “

” I will dude “

Marty began to shove his tool up Lloyd small hairy hole as they both began to moan of sexual pain and pleasure. It looks a good 5 minutes plus until the fuck got more aggressive as Marty huge cock was thrusting the shit out of Lloyd ass good and hard. Lloyd deeply love hearing Marty huge shaft and balls slapping up against his seat juicy hole.

” Fuck your so tight Lloyd  “

” Love you dick Sir “

‘Love the Hunter cock in me Marty “

” Give to me “

” Be a man give it to me “

” Fuck you ass is hot “

” Love your tight hole “

” Please give to me “

” Yea you want the spray “

” Shot your pussy spray now Marty “

” Please , Please , Please “

” Fuck here it comes “

” Holy shiiiiitttttttttttttttt “

” Jesus Christtttttttttttttttt “

The cum flew out of Marty like a rocket going off as their bodies are submerge into a huge sweating orgasm as their screams where heard from a good distance away. Marty slowly withdrew his cock as both of them were totally exhausted from the fuck before Lloyd help Marty pull off the condom that had a good couple of ounces cum in it.

” Holy shit Marty what a load “

” Know cuff dude “

” Best orgasm ever Lloyd “

” Thanks Marty “

Marty and Lloyd enjoy each other company for the last couple of days before Marty drove back home. As for Mark and George  they both shook and gave Marty a huge hug as he climb into his Ford F1 pickup truck.

The End.

As promised, here is what I wrote about Alex’s first ever blowjob.

I can say that he has gotten better since, but the first time was pretty amazing – gotta love breaking in those str8 boys!!!

I left off yesterday just as Alex had listed the things on his sexual bucket list.

Alex was still sitting down on the other side of the breakfast bar so I couldn’t see if his cock was rock hard but he couldn’t definitely see mine and there was no doubt that I was excited about where this conversation was going. I suggested to Alex that we start at the top of his list and get him sucking some cock. Alex said it sounded like a good idea and stood up from behind the breakfast bar and it became apparent that he was just as excited as I was.

“Sit on the couch Dave and let me suck my first cock.”

“Do you like honey Alex?”

“Yeah why?”

This is a little technique I’ve used with guys and girls who aren’t as enthusiastic about sucking cock as I am….. I went to the cupboard, grabbed the honey and turned to face Alex. I pulled the front of my ADIDAS speedo out and poured honey down the front of my speedo.

Then I moved towards the couch.

I sat in the middle of the couch, spread my legs and Alex got on his knees between them. Alex pulled my cock out the leg of my speedos which were a mess with the honey I’ve poured into them.

Alex went to work cleaning the honey off my cock.

He really does like honey!!!

I wanted to grab the back of Alex’s head and ram his mouth but being a blowjob virgin I held back and let him explore my cock with his mouth. He was a little all over the place and didn’t get any real rhythm which is what I need when I’m getting sucked off but he was working on getting all the honey and he spent a lot of time licking my cock which probably wasn’t going to make me cum but it looked amazing.

Alex worked without stopping for probably 10 minutes or so and I was switching between throwing my head back and enjoying the feeling of him between my legs and looking down enjoying the view of this guy who 3 weeks ago had never ever been with a guy working my cock

Finally I decided to give Alex some directions and make me cum.

“Stroke me with your right hand, rub my balls with your left and keep your mouth on the head of my cock mate.”

Alex didn’t need to be asked twice and followed my directions to the letter. Now he got some rhythm and I started getting close. My now my arse was off the couch and both my hands were on Alex’s bare shoulders.

Then I felt that I was really close. I was moaning pretty loud and encouraging Alex telling him what a great job he was doing and then I felt my orgasm beginning and I warned Alex but told him not to stop.

My cock started spasming into Alex’s mouth.

I think that orgasms from a long blowjob are just crazy intense and this orgasm was exactly that. I couldn’t see it because the head of my cock was inside Alex’s mouth, but it felt like I unloaded a huge amount of cum. When my cock finally stopped spasming I told Alex he had done a great job.

With that Alex got up and went to the kitchen to spit out the load that I’d just given him. Looking at the front of Alex’s speedo as he stood up, he was still cock hard and I could see a little bit of pre-cum oozing near the waist band which was trying valiantly to restrain his cock.

As Alex washed down the residual cum of mine in his mouth with a swing of bourbon I asked him:

“Suck or fuck Alex?”

Suck was the decision. Alex and I swapped position, I pulled his cock out the leg of his speedo and went to town on his cock. Again, I thought about fingering him but he was rock hard, moaning loudly so I thought he didn’t need any more stimulation.

And I was right.

I worked Alex’s cock just the way he finished me off, one hand on his balls, one hand stroking his cock and my tongue working the head of his cock.

It wasn’t long until Alex’s moans got really loud and his hips were thrusting off the couch. Then he unloaded!!! And what a load. I suppose he had been hard for going close on half an hour and he had one hell of a load.

For those of you who have read about my other sexual experiences you know there is no spitting from me.

I rested back still with Alex’s cock in my hand and both of us had big smiles on our face.

That was pretty much it too guys, after that we decided to go to the pool for a swim. I changed out of my honey infused speedos.

Hopefully this coming weekend Alex and I will tick off something else on his sexual bucket list.

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