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I have a memory of a memory. I’m a young man, I don’t know, maybe eleven years old, and I’m lying in my bed in the darkness. I feel a tightness in my chest, and eventually I sense a dark, formless figure. It is sitting on me. It is heavy like a dog, and it terrifies me. I can’t move. I can’t even lift my arm. I want to cry out to my mommy from down the hall. But all I can do struggle to fill my lungs with air, while staring, petrified, into the shifting features of the horrific, shadowy beast. I do not know how I make it through the night. When I awake, my pyjamas are soaked, and the thing has fled.

The night terror never returned to me, but it had buried itself in my mind. As I grew older, I began to remember more. What was that, lying against my tummy? Was it the fuzz of a scrotum? Maybe it wanted something, but I was too afraid, and too young to recognize its erection. As a teenager, I would lie under my blanket, hand moving inside my white briefs, thinking of it. I even tried to conjure it, promising that I would do whatever depraved thing it wanted. But soon, somehow, my mind turned to girls, and the demon was forgotten.

I am well into my thirties, and I have not thought of it in years. But tonight something transpired that dredged up these ancient dreams and left me shaken.

It’s winter. The polar vortex has exhaled its icy breath over University Town. I’m free in the evening for the first time in months, and I happen to see a familiar, faceless profile on Grindr. Even after five months, he remembers me. It takes only two messages before I’m driving over.

When he leads me into his apartment, my pulse quickens. You wouldn’t notice him if he were in an office cubical next to you. Yet I know what he’s capable of. I’m sure we would make great friends, if I dared to ask. He’s close to my age, for one, and from his bookshelf, it seems we are both closet geeks. After taking off my boots, we head straight to his bedroom. 

I see a copy of Predictably Irrational, a book on business psychology, lying on the floor. “Hey, I read that! It’s useful,” I remark.

“I’ve been meaning to finish it,” he says. He’s still got his pants on. They are tan in colour, suitable for the office, and they look pricey. They fit him perfectly, and the suede textured material closely hugs his ass. I can see the top of his boxers against his tight abdomen. He pulls off his shirt, revealing his firm body, and walks around the bed to the window. Outside, across a small lake, we see the buildings and lights of University Town. With a quick pull, the view disappears behind his thick velvet curtains.

My pants and shirt lay in a heap on the floor, and I leap into his bed, sliding up to relax against the headboard.

The outline of his erection is clear and left leaning. From across the room, he locks eyes with me. His gaze is intense, like he is looking into my soul. 

“What are you looking for?” he asks. “Same as last time?”

“Yeah. I just like to be used.”

I feel his eyes raking over my body as he approaches. He reaches towards the lamp.

The room disappears into darkness.

“Well this is different,” I remark. He doesn’t respond, but I hear the rustling of his pants sliding off.

His hand brushes against my side, and the bed creaks as he mounts it. He’s straddling my waist. My eyes are beginning to adjust. I see only his dark outline rising up above me. A sliver of light reflects from the smooth head of his penis. Erect and ready, it slopes under its own weight towards my chest. I feel his hands reaching for me, finding my shoulders, and shoving me down. I obey, and slide my body down, slipping along his silky smooth sheets.

Under me, something hard digs into my naked back and I wince. I open my mouth to tell him, but I only manage to gasp before he stuffs himself in. He grips its base, shakes it around, slapping my molars and soft parts alike. I close my lips around it and taste his delicious saltiness. I let my tongue roll its head, feeling its smooth yet squishy texture.

He slowly pulls it out then shuffles closer to my face. His balls, shaved smooth, press against my nose. I open up to receive them, and suck one into my mouth. I slowly suck on it and hear him gasp above me. I’ve found something he loves.

A moment later he presses his penis through my lips once again. 

“Suck,” he tells me.

I try to maintain a suction, which becomes difficult as he plunges his member against the back of my mouth, and pulls it out again. I can see nothing but darkness, and the thing poking my back is breaking my concentration. I bend my elbow back and my fingers close around the pointed object that is bothering me. I pull it out and hold it up in front of me.

Wordlessly, he takes it from my hands, and without removing his penis from my mouth, leans over and puts it beside the lamp.

His hands go back onto my shoulders again, and he thrusts a while. Then, unexpectedly, he rolls back out of the bed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Lay down. With your head off the bed.”

“Oh! Sure,” I say. Damn, I intentionally choose this position because it gives me more control. Last time he face-fucked me, he nearly suffocated me. Not that I didn’t enjoy it.

“I will try.” I spin around and lay back, head dangling from the side of the bed. “I’ll let you know if it’s too much.” I take a deep breath. At this point, I don’t know about the strange and terrifying thing that’s going to happen.

He steps forward, and I sense the warmth of his thighs around my ears, before he plunges his cock into my mouth. He gasps when it hits the back, and I brace myself, and allow it to slide down further. I stare up into the darkness and imagine what awesome sight I would be seeing if only the light were on. You’re fine, I tell myself. You can do this.

He pushes against my ribs with his hands, and draws himself out again. I slurp in a wet breath around his cock before he slams his body forward again. Maybe because he can’t see me, he is much rougher than last time. In the darkness I can hear his breath, coming in short gasps of pleasure. I focus on them to stop the urge to vomit. He’s sliding so far forward now he lifts one knee and then the other onto the bed, beside my shoulders. He’s directly over my face now. When he bounces on his knees, his penis drives straight down away from his body into my open mouth and deep into my throat.

I retch, and he pulls it out, stroking himself, and presses his balls against my mouth. I oblige and slurp them in, grateful for the break. I massage them in turn with my lips as I hear him gasping above me.

“Fuck,” he whispers, and shimmies even further forward. over my face. I’m licking his perineum. I can feel him stroking himself over my chest, bending his body to direct my licks further and further into his crack. In a moment, he’s sitting on my face. I suck in a breath through my nose. The air is rife with the smell of his fabric softener, his musky aroma, and the tiniest whiff of nastiness.

So far, everything is going great. I rake my tongue up through his crack, letting it slide over each thick, unshaven wiry ass hair, and finally shove it into his puckered hole.

“Oh yeah,” he breathes, plopping himself down onto my face. I open up and give his ass hairs a wet, sucking kiss. I’m making out with his bottom now, and his moans of pleasure mix with my own moans of appreciation at being able to serve him.

Suddenly he pulls away, flips around and crouches over my chest, his hands still moving furiously over his cock. I can see only his dark silhouette, his back is arched towards the ceiling.

His features seem to shift in the darkness. All of a sudden, pictures come flooding into my mind. They are a memory of a memory, warped by time. I feel a cold sweat break out, and I grip the sheets with my fists. It is like I am at the top of a ski hill, so high I cannot see the bottom, and I’m about to jump. It is terror, and excitement all at once. 

Above me, the dark figure moves its fists over its cock, readying itself for what it has been waiting to do, for all these god damned years.

It stops and glares at me. I see the light glinting off its eyes, but I can’t make out his face. My imagination whirls. It looks like it has an impossibly huge mouth, filled with sharp spikes instead of teeth. 

 “You wanna eat my load?” the creature rasps.

“Uh huh” I squeak.

“What did you say?” 

“Yes please, sir”

“Take it.” it barks, pointing its penis towards me, almost straight down. I feel its other paw behind my head, lifting me up, and as the cock passes through my lips. The dark figure thrusts itself into my face, its hands press me into it, forcing me to eat its large, slick cock all the way down to the thick pubic hair. It thrusts like an animal and I can hear it panting and grunting. And then, as if to further impress me with its size, it stops, and flexes its cock muscles. It expands in my mouth, contracts. Expands, contracts. 

He’s not flexing, I realize as I feel a thickness surge in back of my throat. It tastes like pure evil, bitter yet decadent. I close my lips around it and lightly suck. I hear deep, ragged breaths above me as each pulse fills my mouth with more. Soon the pulses have stopped, but the dark form holds my face tightly against his body, forcing me to suckle him and draw out every precious bit of his demon seed while he softens. I swallow it all, just as I had promised.

The form shifts, reaches behind itself, feeling around the darkness for something. A hand, hot as fire, closes around my own cock. I usually don’t like getting reciprocated, but like in my ancient dream, I am paralysed and powerless to stop him. The beast roughly yanks my dick from my briefs and begins to pump it. With my mouth still being impaled, I feel the unstoppable wave rising within me, and I tense up, trying to hold it inside. My cries are muffled against its flesh as I buck my hips into the air and shoot my pent up sperm onto its wrist. Waves of orgasm release me from my paralysis as my butt hits the bed again, and I feel thick, hot ropes land on my belly. 

I’m done, and it hurts now. The demon carries on stroking without slowing down.  I cannot speak with my mouth full. I squirm, but each time I move my waist, the cursed hand follows, ceaselessly stroking without mercy. My eyes well with tears and they spill over my cheeks, and just as I did before, I give up and submit to him. He holds me there, and I lie under him, feeling empty and used, until his dick is completely flaccid and pops from my mouth on its own. 

I do not know how long I lay there. When the light comes on, the demon is gone, and only my unassuming hookup remains. My skin is slick with sweat and cum, mostly mine. The sudden chill makes me shiver.

I search around for something to wipe myself. Finding nothing, I wait while he towels his own crotch and meticulously wipes his wrist before he tosses it to me. I use the corner to dab the tears from my eyes.

We do not speak until I am dressed. I do not have words to describe what happened. Instead, we talk about the weather until I am in the elevator and the door closes. Then, knees weak, I collapse against the railing and wait there until long after I reach the ground floor, just trying to process what I have just experienced.

I can’t wait to see him again.

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Dear readers,

This is the second installment of my reunion with my high school friend, Herb. These events took place about five years ago. Last year I began writing the third and final installment when I got word that Herbie was hit and killed by a drunk driver. I was devastated and the story sits unfinished in my drafts. I get tearful when I make any attempt to finish it, so it remains to be seen if it will ever get completed and published.

Dick

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My longtime friend, Herb, and I had just finished edging each other’s cock while watching a hidden cam video Herb had set up of us engaged in some hot cocksucking from earlier in the day.  The plan was to edge to the video and then get down to some raw sex, so when I got close to cumming I moved Herb’s hand away from my throbbing cock.  Almost too late.  
When the video ended he had gotten up to put his laptop back on the dresser and was now setting up his video camera to record some more.  He looked hot as hell walking about the room with his fully erect, beefy cock sticking out and bouncing back and forth as he moved.  When he finished setting up his camera, Herb turned towards me, and let his thick erection lead the way back to the bed. As he came towards me I could see pre-cum glistening and beading up in the piss slit of his rigid, veiny cock.

 He stopped at the side of the bed and I leaned over and put my lips on his glans and savored the salty taste of his pre-cum.  Herb climbed on the bed straddling my chest, positioned a pillow under my head, then wrapped his thumb and forefinger around the base of his cock and slowly milked a thick string of pre-cum into my open mouth.  Holding his cock up, he leaned forward and lowered his ample nutsack in my mouth.  As he rested his cock on my face I began working his balls with my tongue and pulling on them with my lips.  I took both of his testicles in my mouth and began sucking hard on them as Herb moaned with pleasure.  He was stroking his cock and grinding his nuts all the way in as I sucked and rolled them around my mouth with my tongue.  I could feel his warm pre-cum on my forehead as he rocked back and forth on my face. My cock was throbbing.  After a few minutes he lifted up, cock in hand, and placed the head of his dick on my mouth and rubbed it around on my lips and the tip of my tongue. His seemingly endless stream of pre-cum was streaming into my eager mouth.  He fed his cock further in, leaned forward, put his hands against the wall and slowly began rocking his hips and working his thick manhood deeper into my throat.  My nose was buried deep in his thick pubic hair. As he throat fucked me I reached down and grabbed my own cock. It was slick with pre-cum and my hand slid easily as I rubbed the head and began stroking my throbbing shaft. I wanted Herb’s cum in a bad way, for him to force his cock all the way down my throat and let loose torrents of thick cum.  But, I knew he wasn’t going to give it to me just yet.  He had told earlier he wanted us to have a long and hot fuck fest. I felt myself nearing orgasm so I let go of my cock.

Herbie pulled his cock from my mouth, slid down and laid on top of me, and taking my head in both hands, he brought his lips to mine and began kissing me passionately, at the same time rocking his hips and rubbing his stiff cock against mine. I was breathing heavy and felt I could cum at any moment. I wrapped my arms around his furry back and locked my ankles around his ass and held him against me as he continued to kiss me and rub his cock on my genitals. He sensed I was  on the verge of shooting my load, lifted up and pulled himself free of my embrace. He reached over and picked up a bottle of poppers from the nightstand. Unscrewing the cap he held it to my nose and I took two deep whiffs, one in each nostril. Herbie did the same. He then slid further down on me and started working my nipples with his tongue and gently biting on them. First the left one, then the right. As the poppers started kicking in he got more aggressive The poppers were making me light-headed and increased my sensitivity. The nipple play was sending electrical impulses through my whole body. My cock was throbbing and bouncing involuntarily. I needed to cum, but I also wanted to prolong it.

 Herb left my nipples and with his tongue worked his way down my stomach, into my bush, and finally my cock. He went down between my legs,  took my knob into his mouth and started working his tongue around it while cupping and rolling my balls around in his hand.  After a couple of minutes teasing my dickhead and kneading my balls, Herb slowly began to take my entire shaft in his mouth. I grabbed the bottle and snorted two more huge whiffs of the poppers. I held the bottle down by Herbie’s nose and without taking his mouth off my cock, he too, took two big whiffs. The sensation returned, my cock was wet with saliva and pre-cum and Herb was taking the entire length in his mouth and slowly sucking up to the tip and going all the way back down and burying his face in my pubes.  I could feel my orgasm building so I had Herb stop a minute until it subsided.  He lifted his head and went further down between my legs and started tonguing my asshole.  He lifted my legs and pushed them farther apart and I could feel his tongue penetrate my mancunt.  He backed off, told me to stay right there, and got up and went over to the dresser where he got a tube of Astro-Glide.  He lubed his fingers, had me hold my legs up, knelt down and started working his fingers in my asshole. He worked them slowly around the opening and as I became more loose he pushed two fingers farther in to me, working them in and out, finger fucking me at a faster pace.

 When he felt I was sufficiently supple and loose, he stood up, applied a generous amount of lube on his cock, pulled me down to the end of the bed with my ass hanging over the edge, lifted my legs, and started pressing his bulbous mushroom head against my hole. With steady pressure his thick rod  penetrated my ass.  I was easily accommodating the girth of his thick member as he slowly and gently pushed until he was completely buried in my rectum. We each inhaled some more poppers and Herbie slid his cock in and out of my ass, pulling back to just the tip and pushing all the way back in.  Herbie’s cock had a slight upward curve to it and each time he pumped into my ass his fat dickhead hit against my prostate sending electrical impulses to the head of my cock. My dick was throbbing and pulsing with every thrust. I could feel my balls constricting and my orgasm building.

 “God, I think I’m gonna cum!”, I moaned.

 With that, he leaned into me and began a serious assault on my ass, thrusting hard and deep with his balls slapping against my ass.  The constant hitting of my prostate was making my cock drip a steady stream of pre-cum until, finally, I lost all control and pumped a thick cum spray up my chest and into my face. Just as I came I felt Herb’s cock swell as he shot his load in my mancunt. He jammed it all the way in me and I could feel his fuck stick throbbing and pulsing as he was seeding my hole.  I’d had quickie, no strings attached gay sex before, but none as passionate as we just had. I was physically drained and breathless. So was Herb. He laid on top of me with his cock still in me, warm cum running down my ass crack, trying to catch his breath.

 His cock was becoming flaccid and slipping out of my cum filled asshole, we both moved up on the bed and he laid his head on my shoulder as I put my arm around him.  Nothing was said for awhile and then Herbie asked,

 “You ready for another scotch?”

 I was, and I told him so. We didn’t bother getting dressed, we sat in the armchairs, sweaty and naked, sipping our cocktails, looking each other up and down, and basking in the aftermath of a great fuck session.

 “I have never cum from anal sex alone, it was phenomenal.”, I told him.

He laughed and said, “It wasn’t supposed to end like that. You owe me an ass fucking, you know.”

 “I don’t think it’s gonna happen tonight.”, I replied.

That said, he reached into his toiletry bag, pulled out a pill bottle, opened it, and handed me a blue pill. Viagra.

 “We’ll see about that in about an hour.”, he said with a smile.

 We each took one, and continued sipping our drinks and enjoying each other’s naked company.  Forty five minutes later we were finishing our second after sex scotch when Herbie got up, walked towards my chair. and held his semi-erect cock up to my face. I leaned in and put my mouth around it and he got immediately hard. My cock also began to swell. He put his hands on the back of my head and began pumping back and forth into my mouth. The increased blood flow from the Viagra mad his veiny cock thicker and harder than he had been earlier. I was able to feel the blood filled veins with my lips and tongue. He reached down between my legs and took hold of my growing erection and stroked it as I sucked on his stiff rod.

 “You’re rock hard, my friend. I do believe I’ll be getting that ass fucking tonight.”, he declared.

 Herb pulled his cock from my mouth, took my hand, and led me back to the bed. When we got to the bed, he got on his knees on the end of the bed, bent over and said,

 “I like it from behind, ravage my ass!”

I got down on my knees and pulled his cock back between his legs and started sucking on it. I held his cock with my left hand as I sucked on it and reached up with my right and started fingering his asshole. After a couple of minutes I let go of his dick and moved up to rim his man pussy. I ran my tongue up and down his ass crack before focusing on swirling the tip of my tongue around his bung hole. He told me he needed a cock in his ass and to fuck him now.  I grabbed the lube and greased his hole and then squeezed some into my hand to apply to my dick. I had a raging boner, the Viagra was working it’s magic, and  I was harder and thicker than I was earlier. As I coated my shaft with lube, Herbie snorted the poppers and passed me the bottle. He put his hands on his ass cheeks and spread them.

 “Shove your cock in, fuck me now!”, he ordered.

 His cunt was gaping and I pushed my cock in with no resistance. My head was reeling from the poppers and I started to jack-hammer his ass as soon as I was in him.

 “Yes, goddammit, yes!  Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”, he yelled.

 I was fucking his ass hard and he was pushing and grinding against my cock. He reached back and grabbed my ass with both hands as he got off the bed and put his feet on the floor. He was standing with his legs apart and  I continued to force my cock up his sphincter as he was jacking his cock.  Suddenly he pulled away from me, still jacking off, he turned and grabbed my cock with his free hand and shot thick ropes of cum all over it. He turned back around, bent over and said,

 “Put it back in, plow my ass with my own cum!”

 I slid my cock back in, snorted some more poppers, and thrust my cock in and out of his gaping hole. After several deep strokes I would pull all the way out and plunge back in his man pussy. As I was about to cum I forced him down on the bed and laid on his back with my shaft buried deep in his ass. My cock started pulsing and I was shooting my load deep in his ass. I just pushed in as deep as I could and let my cum spurt into him. Herbie was grinding his ass against my cock and tightening his fuck hole with each pulse and milking the cum from my spurting fuck rod. Afterwards we just laid there trying to catch our breath, and at some point must have fallen asleep, or passed out.  I remember waking up some time later still laying on top of him with my cock still in his ass and Herb was sound asleep. I eased my cock out, got up, turned off the lights and got back in bed with him. The bed smelled of sex. The musky odor was stimulating my sexual desires. I snuggled next to Herb’s warm body, it was comforting and lulled me to sleep.

 When I woke the following morning, I was laying on my side and I could feel Herb snuggling against my back with his rock hard cock pressed deep into my crotch and his ample dickhead protruding between legs under my nut sack.

 “Good morning, sunshine?”, he greeted, “You ready to shower and go get some breakfast?”

 “I think I feel breakfast between my legs.”, I said as I reached down and rubbed my balls against his glans.

 He’d been there long enough to work up some pre-cum and my scrotum was slick with it. Herb started moving his hips back and forth and rubbing his cock between my legs. As he pumped back and forth between my legs I pressed my fingers gently on his frenulum on the underside of his shaft. Herb moaned with pleasure as I stimulated the area at the base of his fat, mushroom head, and he pushed his dripping cock as far between my legs as he could and held it there while I kneaded his glans with my fingers. I felt his body jerk involuntarily and I knew I had found an especially sensitive spot. My cock was reacting, too, getting harder by the second.  I lifted my left leg and pulled my ass check open.  He knew an invitation when he saw one and placed his dickhead against my manpussy and slowly worked his meaty rod inside me. He had a slick coating of pre-cum all over his glans and was able to enter me without the aid of lube. He pushed deep inside me and held there a minute, he then began clenching his kegel muscles causing his cock to pulse and apply pressure to my prostate. Pre-cum was oozing from my piss slit in a steady stream.  

 I wasn’t getting the penetration I desired laying on our sides, so I pulled away from Herbie, rolled him onto his back and straddled him. Holding my ass cheeks wide I lowered myself onto his slick rod and took him into my eager fuck hole. I had my knees on either side of his chest and leaned forward to kiss him. As I was kissing him he reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks with his fingers spread wide, pulling them as far apart as he could and began thrusting his hips and ramming his fuck stick deep into my shitter. He was pumping fast and hard. My ass was easily accommodating his beefy cock. Herb let out a low, guttural moan, pumped even faster and deeper and began pumping his load into my ass. As he was cumming he continued his jack hammer pace and I could feel his hot cumload streaming out and coating my balls. He didn’t slow his pace, fucking me furiously until he let out a loud grunt, jammed his cock up my sphincter and held it there unleashing another load of fuck juice deep inside me. His cock was throbbing and pulsing as he drained his balls a second time. I was on the edge of shooting my own load, so I lifted off his cock, leaned forward, and with two strokes I was spurting thick cum ropes into Herbie’s open mouth and across his face.  I leaned further up, fed my cock into his mouth and milked the final thin streams of my load into his mouth. He eagerly lapped it up and took my cock deep into his mouth and sucked it dry. I leaned down, kissing him and licking my cum off  his face, savoring the sweet salty taste of my own cum.

 Exhausted, we lay side by side on the bed, wordlessly trying to catch our breath.  About ten minutes later Herb spoke.

 “Shower and breakfast?”, he asked.

 Sounded good to me. We both got up to take a shower and as I looked where I had been laying I saw a huge wet spot on the bed where my fresh creampie had oozed out Herb’s creamy load. My ass crack and balls were also sticky and slick with cum.

 I told him after the shower I needed to make that call and let my job and my wife know I’d be taking a couple more days off. 

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The story continues being told by Jared

After that hot night in the hospital when I gave into my 18-year-old high school athletic patient to suck each other’s cock, I spent the next few weeks lusting after that young sexually aggressive blond’s hot body, cock and ass. I spent several weeks replaying over and over in my mind about how that brash young jock had seduced me in the hospital that night  to give and receive hot blowjobs. I could hardily perform my duties recalling Caleb’s request to visit my condo so we could suck cock and yea have me fuck his young tight bubble ass. I’d never been so consumed with lust and horny 24/7 to make fucking man sex with this young fresh jock. To relieve my constant horny condition, I increased my masturbation up to three times a day fantasying about our awesome blowjobs and how bad I desired to put my thick 8-inch dick up that young fresh pink ass. The best sex I’d ever had was when I used my horse cock to invade those young 18 or 19 -year-old fresh young asses, and especially those who were virgins until they met me. Man, Caleb, although not a virgin, was the perfect guy and it was even sexier as he wanted me and my cock so badly. The fact that Caleb was so brave, bold, aggressive, brash, confident, pushy, arrogant and such a dirty sexual talker had me desperate to fuck the hell out of that over-sexed jocks fresh man pussy.

It was an early Saturday evening just after dinner that my phone rang. I answered: “Hi, this is Jared. May I help you?”

I could not believe my ears when the guy on the other end said: “Hi Jared, you certainly can help me tonight. I’m horny as hell and I’ve dreamed of you almost ever night since I got out of the hospital wanting that big cock of yours up my young fresh tight pussy. You…….”

I was so excited to hear hot throb Caleb’s voice that I interrupted him: “Holy fuck, oh my god, it is you Caleb. Man, do you have any idea how pleased I am to hear your sexy voice and fuck yea you telling me you want my cock. I’ve been totally out of my mind and could hardly work wanting you so badly. Sorry buddy, I interrupted you. You were about to say?”

“Yea me too baby, I could hardly wait to get that damn cast off my foot and get in bed with you. Man, I’m so craving you right now. What are you doing tonight? I’m out of that cast. Can I come over?”

“Fuck hell yea Caleb, get over here right now and let me fuck the hell out of you and fuck you so hard that I fuck all that cum out of your cock and my cock as well. Give your parents some excuse and tell them you’re going to spend the night with one of your buddies. There is no way we can catch up without an all night fuck session baby. Baby, I’m hard as stone right now. Shit, I’m about to come just thinking of having you in my bed in a few minutes as I devour your beautiful naked body.”

“Oh my god Jared, my cock just got stiff as a diamond drill. I’ll be there as soon as I can make up some story to my parents. Get naked and get ready for me.”

I hung up the phone and rushed to get out of my clothes. I took a shower and put on my favorite sexy smelling cologne to make Caleb even more horny when he arrived. I groomed my hair, brushed my teeth, took a sweet mouth wash and put on my sexiest silk robe so I could surprise Caleb at the door.

I put on a very hot 2 hour long xxx adult porno gay video of  young guys and older men having wild sex. I knew the scene would really turn on Caleb as I would play it when he arrived while we had some wine. I poured a couple of glasses of my finest imported Italian wine. I lite several candles and sat in my favorite cushion chair waiting for the door bell. In about 30 minutes, I heard the door bell. As I opened the door, I dropped my silk robe revealing my naked body and very stiff cock standing at attention. I grabbed Caleb in a very tight embrace as he entered. I felt my hard cock locate his crotch and the hard cock inside his thin gym shorts. The two cocks began to rub against each other. We began to hump wildly as I used my foot to close the door.

The lust was so consuming for us that we fell into passionate kisses with our tongues battling for position. Within a few seconds our salvia had filled our mouths, poured out onto our chins and down on our chests. The sex marathon was under way.

As we gave each other sloppy kisses and we pounded our crotches together, I took my hands and ran them up and down his ass feeling him up that drove Caleb wild causing him to ram his tongue deep inside my mouth. He had the most erotic scent as he had taken a shower before he left home; yet, he had a light touch of perspiration as he had run the 1/2 mile to my condo. WOW, he smelt awesome. His fresh shower, cologne and small amount of perspiration was a great aphrodisiac for me. My primitive animal lust had taken over me.

I took hold of his athletic T-Shirt and pulled it over and off his head as I gazed at that smooth hairless tanned chest with the sexiest nipples. I took my lips and tongue and began wildly sucking those hardening nipples as if I were a bay sucking my mother’s breast for milk. Caleb began to beg: “Oh fuck yea, oh my god, suck my nipples. You have discovered one of my favorite body parts to turn me on. Oh fuck yea, suck them hard.”

As I drove Caleb into a state of pure lust, I took one hand and ran it inside those loose gym shorts, located his rock hard dick and began to stroke it hard as I continued to suck on his hard nipples. His piss slit began to leak drops of precum on my fingers. Caleb turned into a wild beast as he thrust his hips forward as I stroked his cock giving him an awesome job of masturbating him.

We put off that usual manly sexual aroma as we became covered in warm sweat as our bodies quivered, shivered and tingled from flesh on flesh. The lust became so intense that I pulled Caleb’s throbbing cock out of those gym shorts, dropped to my knees and swallowed that young fresh rock hard cock. I began to suck that cock violently as I was desperate with thirst for a drink of his sticky milky cum.

In the meantime, my xxx video had come to a hot scene where a young 19-yer-old jock laid down on his back and started receiving a huge cock from a  50-year-old hunk of a man. When Caleb saw the older man fucking the hell out of that young pussy on the video, he became delirious with desire fro me to suck his cock harder. “He begged: “Oh Fuck yea, suck my cock and make me come. WOW, that older guy knows how to fuck ass.”

Caleb bucked his hips forward driving his throbbing cock deeper into my throat. He began to use his hands on my head to push his cock deeper into my mouth as he verbally told me: “Fuck Jared, that is it. Yea, holy shit, suck my damn fucking cock. Fuck yea, fuck yea, blow that cock and make me come. Oh my god that feels so great. Don’t stop until I give you my seed.”

I feasted on that teen’s vein pulsating cock as I smelt his crotch, tasted his awesome oozing precum, felt his blond pubic hair against my nose and felt his sexy hands on my head. My cock was also rock hard as I continued to service Caleb’s gorgeous dick. I’d never sucked a cock harder causing Caleb to began whimpering, grunting and moaning as he was consumed with pure pleasure. I felt his man meat pulsating deep in my throat and the veins in his cock shaft seemed to enlarge as they pumped more and more blood through that hard dick.

I must have sucked that gorgeous cock for some ten minutes when I felt his cock head swell warning me that I was about to receive a huge load of his thick salty nectar similar to the big load he had given me at the hospital. Eager to receive that huge sticky load, I put my lips firmly stretched around his cock head and squeezed hard on his red hot balls. That set him off as he exploded with a gusher of cum flooding my mouth and throat. I swallowed as much as I could with the remaining cum running  out of my mouth, down on my chin and onto his gym shorts causing a big cum stain. I got up and kissed Caleb sharing his cum.

At that point we drank a glass of the fine wine still smelling  and tasting the Caleb’s cum as we watched that older guy fuck that young hot jock in about five positions. I noticed that Caleb was getting really horny for my cock up his ass. The video was having the extra effect on Caleb that I had planned. We had a a couple more glasses of wine and as the video ended we were in a state of pure lust for me to fuck Caleb.

My craving to fuck his pink ass, his weeks’ long desire to have my cock up his young pussy, the effect of the wine and the video over took both of us. I moved to his back and in a fret of pure lust and passion, I took hold of his cum stained gym shorts, ripped a big hole in them exposing his sexy ass, pushed his face and body up against the living room wall, spread his legs, took my arms and placed them around his chest and with one mighty hard thrust drove my rock hard huge cock deep into that young 18-year-old pussy. I began the most rough and violent fuck of any ass I’d ever fucked. Caleb stood there as I fucked him in that hot doggy style position for the longest time.

Caleb yelled and thrust his body back toward my cock as I fucked the hell out of that throbbing man pussy. After fucking that incredible soft wet ass fro some ten minutes, I threw Caleb down on the carpet on his stomach, got between his sexy legs and drove my cock hard back into that ass through the hole in  the gym shorts. I plunged my body on top of sexy Caleb as I fucked the hell out of that wet ass until my cock released what had to be the largest load of cum I’d ever shot. I counted at least seven or eight huge blasts followed by several small spurts of my cum deep in that young man’s ass. I think that the fact I had ripped a hole in those gym shorts and thrust my cock through that hole in the shorts into his ass added to my lust to fuck that pink tight ass. I was determined to ask Caleb if I could keep those cum  stained ripped gym shorts as my trophy.

When I pulled my still hard cock out of that young ass, I watched my thick cum dribble out of that ass onto the carpet. I had Caleb join me as we used out tongues to collect my sticky cum off the carpet. We exchanged that cum in our mouths as we kissed.

The night was still young. We drank some more wine and watched another of my hot adult xxx gay porn videos. Still in a stage of pure lust for each other we headed to my bed for a long night of cock sucking and ass fucking. Caleb agreed that he would fuck my ass due to my request to be fucked. It would be his first time to fuck a guy’s ass as he had always been a bottom. The night was going to be the best one of our lives.

P. S. The next morning before exhausted Caleb left for home, he gave me those stained ripped gym shorts as a thank you for an incredible night of wild sex. I would smell those shorts and jack off to them many times.

The first time I ever had cum in my mouth it wasn’t my cum; I wasn’t even jacking off.  I was being held down on a bench in the locker room by a bunch of burly jocks—eight of them–all standing around jacking off and shooting their loads on me.  They aimed most of it at my face.  When I saw the first guy was about to cum I closed my eyes just in time to feel the stuff land with a soft splat across my face.  There were several more then I felt the stuff coming from another direction, hitting the side of my neck and my cheek.  I opened my eyes.  Don’t ask me why, except I wanted to see it.  Then the guy straddling the bench reached back and grabbed my balls and squeezed which caused me to cry out and I was suddenly getting cum shot into my mouth. They all laughed.  I didn’t like the stuff, yet there was something exciting about it.  One after another they spurted their warm, thick cum on me. When they were finished they milked their cocks on me, shook them then went back to the showers.

I lay there for a long moment in a daze.  It was supposed to be humiliating, I was sure, but I didn’t feel humiliated.  I only felt horror for a moment or two.  I didn’t know what to do now.  I was covered with cum but I couldn’t go back to the showers.  Not with all those big studs back there.  I rose up and went over to the sink and washed the cum off my face, but there was cum all down my chest and stomach.  I tried to wipe it off with wet paper towels but I was still slick and slimy.  I couldn’t go home like this, I thought.  I had to shower. 

Finally I worked up the courage to go back to the showers.  The shower room was billowing with steam and the jocks all looked like giant muscle ghosts.  I slipped in along the wall to the nearest shower, hoping I wouldn’t be seen. I knew I was, of course, at least by the guy under the next shower. I turned on the shower, both hot and cold and waited a moment but the hot water never came.  I adjusted the hot more but still no hot water. 

“The hot doesn’t work on that one.  Here, you can share my shower,” said the guy next to me. I hesitated, half fearful that it was a trick.  “Come on, there’s room,” he said as he stood aside to make room for me under the shower spray.

I moved under his shower and he handed me the bar of soap.

“Don’t drop it,” he joked.

I hurriedly soaped up, hoping to get back to the locker room before the others and get dried off, dressed and out of there before these guys finished showering.  That didn’t work.  The banter gradually quieted down as one and two at a time they turned off their showers and left till it was just the other guy and me left in the steamy shower room. 

I should give the other guy a name.  It was Brady Gault, a senior.  Powerfully built, muscles that rippled even when he breathed. He even had hair on his chest with a very noticeable treasure trail leading down his tight abs.  I didn’t know what to do.  I was finished with my shower but I couldn’t leave and go back to the locker room with all those naked guys.

“I’ll hang back with you,” Brady said as he took the soap and          began soaping up again.

I was so relieved that he understood, but also confused why he was treating me this way after what they’d just done to me, and he was part of it.  He always was a nice guy but moments before he’d been standing over me, spurting his cum all over my face like the rest of them. When he was soaped up he handed me the soap. 

He hung with me till the banter in the locker room died down as I heard the repeated sound of the locker room door slamming shut as each man left.  When it was quiet Brady turned off his shower.

“Don’t linger too long, I have to lock up,” he said.  Then he left, grabbing his towel as he exited the shower.

I didn’t linger. I followed several yards behind him, my eyes raking over his muscular frame and for some reason, fixing on his butt flexing beneath the towel. I entered the locker room seconds after he did, as he was opening his locker.

“We shouldn’t have done that.  I should’ve stopped them,” he said without looking around.

“It’s okay,” I said meekly.

“No it’s not,” he said as he got another towel out of his locker and began drying his hair. “They wanted to do more,” he said.

“What more?” I asked.

“They were going to make you suck our cocks.  I told them that’d be crossing the line.”

“I’m glad you stopped them.  I don’t know if I could’ve done that.”

“There were eight of us, you wouldn’t have had any choice,” he said.

“Well, I’m glad you stopped them,” I said again.  There was something intimately exciting about being alone in the locker room with Brady Gault.  He was such a stud. More….a stallion, really, the way he was hung. Why I noticed that I didn’t know, except there was an aura about him.  I’d never been alone with any of the jocks before.  “But why did you?”

“Why’d we do it, or why did I stop them?” he asked. “It was the right thing to do. I know, the other wasn’t the right thing to do but shit like that happens when a bunch of dumb jocks are together and somebody comes up with a stupid idea. I can’t apologize for the others but I can for myself. I’m sorry I was a part of it.”

“It’s alright, you stopped them from making me suck all your cocks.”

“Thanks for saying that.”

My courage was waning and our time together was getting shorter.  “I’d do it for you,” I said in a hoarse tone, without looking around at him.  Then I did look around to see if he had understood.

“You….you would?”

“Yes.”

“Why me?  I mean, why just me?”

“You’ve always been good to me, and kind. You almost always speak in the hallways and when you do, you make eye contact, like you really mean it.”

“I know jocks are cocky and arrogant.  Like just because they wear a jockstrap, that makes them something special.  They like to say it’s confidence, but it’s arrogance.  I’m that way too sometimes, to go along with it, but I don’t like being that way.” There was a brief pause and I glanced over my shoulder at him. He was looking over his shoulder at me.  “Did you, uh….mean what you just said?”

“Yes.”

“Did you mean, like now?” he asked.

“I don’t have to be anywhere,” I said.

He nodded and tightened the towel around his waist.  “I’ll go bolt the door.”

My knees were suddenly weak and I sat down on the bench facing my locker. My Godd, what am I doing, I wondered. I just offered to suck another guy’s cock.  More than offered, I was committed to it. Brady came back from bolting the door and walked over and stood in front of me, leaning back against my locker.

“I’ve never had a blowjob from a guy. Have you ever done this before?” he asked, his fingers on the knot of his towel.

“No.  I’m glad I’m your first,” I said.

“I’m glad I’m yours,” he said.

I reached out and he moved his fingers from the knot and let me loosen it.  The towel unfurled from around his waist and he stood naked.  I laid the towel beside me on the bench, my eyes fixed on his manhood.  My Godd!  He was huge. 

“I don’t know if I can do this; you’re so big,” I said as I put one hand around his thigh.

“You don’t have to,” he said. “But I can tell you, girls have managed it,” he added.

I leaned in and rubbed my lips across the head of his cock. It felt good and he smelled so good and I felt myself being drawn into something foreign yet strangely familiar.  Don’t ask me to explain that; only that I felt very much at home taking the head of his cock in my mouth…..and was drawn in farther. I sucked his entire cock into my mouth I was shocked that I was able to do that. It was rubbery and curled up in my mouth.

“Awww, fuck,” he moaned softly.

He was big and he was getting bigger.  As his cock expanded and hardened I was forced to draw back, till I had only about half of it in my mouth. I started sucking him….moving my mouth back and forth on the half I could handle.

“Aww, fuck, that feels good, the way you use your tongue,” he said.

I didn’t realize I was even using my tongue but when he pointed it out I concentrated on it.

“Oh, my Godd!” he groaned.

I was so excited I could hardly breathe; partly because I was making this magnificent jock feel so good. I wanted to do more.  I slid off the bench onto my knees.  Oddly, it was where I felt I belonged, especially with Brady Gault….on my knees, servicing him, worshipping his beautiful body.

“Fuck, Cody, you don’t have to be on your knees,” he said placing his hands on my shoulders.

I looked up at him.  “I want to be.  I love your muscles.  I wanta worship your body.”

“Aww, fuck, Cody,” he moaned softly.  Then he cupped his hands under my arms to pull me to my feet. He guided me to lie on the bench and then he straddled my chest, aiming his cock at my mouth. I loved how he used me then, fucking my mouth like it was his pussy while I clasped his tight, smooth butt.

I was fascinated with his butt. I loved the way the muscles flexed in my hands as he thrust forward. I was drooling; spit was running out the corners of my mouth, into my ears, and my mind was playing all sorts of tricks on me, imaging things I’d never thought of before. I eased him back.

“What, am I getting too rough?” he asked.

“No.  I wanta do something.”

“What?”

“Turn around.”

He started to unstraddle the bench and turn around but then stopped.  “No, man, I can’t do that,” he said.

I realized then that he thought I wanted him to turn around and go down on me.

“No, not that.  Turn around, I’ll show you,” I said.

He turned around, still astraddle my chest, presenting his butt to me, although he didn’t realize that’s what he was doing.

“You’ve got an awesome butt,” I said.

He laughed softly.  “So the girls tell me.”

I leaned up and kissed both sides of his butt. My breath came short again.  I clasped his hips and pulled him back.  “Sit on my face,” I told him, still kissing the smooth muscles.  He came off balance and sat squarely on my face. His butt spread apart and I found myself kissing deep in the crevice.

“Awww, fuck, Cody.”

I loved how he kept saying that.  I pulled his butt apart and found his asshole.  There was a light flurry of hair guarding it which I wet with my spit as I licked his hole.  He smelled good here, too, and I used my tongue ferociously, trying to push it into his hole.

Brady was moaning and whinnying like a pony and pressed his ass down over my face for more.  He reached back and pulled his butt muscles apart and I dug my fingers into the taut muscles, deep in, and stretched his hole open and drove my tongue up inside him.

“Ohh, My Godd!  Awwwhhh!  Ohhh fuck, Cody, what’re you doing to me!  That’s awesome!  That’s so awesome! My fuckin’ legs are shaking! Ohh, Cody!  Ohh Godd, don’t stop!  Don’t stop doing it, man!  I’m gonna cum!  Fuck, man, I’m cumming!”

I was delighted the way his asshole went a little crazy as he shot his load. I didn’t know assholes did that.  I felt the warmth of his cum landing on my thighs and then my own cock and balls, then streaking across my stomach.  His legs were shaking so bad and then his butt muscles started quivering.  I could tell his legs were giving out and he didn’t have the strength to unstraddle the bench.  He finally eased his butt on my chest and leaned forward and collapsed over me, his head and shoulders resting on the bench. He was lying in his own cum.  I didn’t mind. His muscular weight felt good on me and I was happy that I could bring this muscular jock to his knees.  And, his butt was spread so wide open I could watch his asshole squeezing and clenching and palpitating right in my face.  I leaned up and licked it some more.

“Aww, Cody, that was the most incredible thing anybody’s ever done to me,” he said as he shoved himself up and unstrasdled the bench.  He staggered back against my locker.  His torso glistened with his cum. He managed to move over and sit on the other end of the bench.  “My Godd, that really took it out of me,” he said.

“That’s an understatement,” I said.

He rubbed his hand over his chest and stomach. “Fuck, I don’t know where it all came from.  I just shot a load that little while ago.”  He ran his hand lovingly up my thigh.  “I can’t believe you did that….ate my ass like that.”

“I don’t know where that came from either,” I said. “I don’t know where any of this came from. It just swept over me….all kinds of feeling I never had before.”

“We need to shower again,” he said, squeezing my leg, then he put his hand out to pull me up from the bench. He pulled me hard and got me off balance and I was forced against him. I was totally surprised when he put his arm around me and hugged me for a second.  “Come on, I’ll wash your back,” he said jokingly.

But he wasn’t joking.  When we got back to the shower room he turned on a shower and motioned me to get under it with him, like before. Then he took the soap and began soaping up my back.

“You know, Cody, you’ve got a pretty cute little ass yourself,” he said as he boldly began washing my butt.  I thought I might faint. 

The End

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Boy Wanted

I was driving home from the baths.  It was early Sunday morning.  I had gone to the Crew Club Saturday night, as it seemed the best time to find lots of men there.  And I had found some men. But they were really not kind of the men I needed.  I guess I had been fucked by five or six guys, but only one gave me a load to carry home, so I was pissed.  Pissed and disappointed.  I had expected to find lots of horny men and have a great time, and come home loaded.  There were lots of men there.  And some of them would take me back to their room, and we’d make out and things would be going great, and then the man would pull out a rubber and roll it on before fucking my ass.  I needed to be fucked and really used, all the way to taking the man’s load. At the end I finally found one man, really too old and not my type at all, but he did fuck me raw, and I was carrying his load home in my ass.  What good is it to be Poz, if no one will fuck you and give you a load?

I got home as the sun began to come up.  I ate a little cereal and then went to bed and fell asleep dreaming of the kind of man I wanted to find. I was not undesirable; I thought I looked good for thirty years old.  I had my brown hair cut in the most recent fad, bare at the side and longer on top.  I had a light brown beard.  I went to the gym regularly and worked out almost every day.  I thought I’d hit it off well at the club.  But to some I was too old and to others too young.

I woke about 4 PM and had more cereal and read the paper, and then I went online. After I’d caught up on my regular stuff I went to the gay places, to see if anyone was available on Sunday night. I might have another chance before I went to work Monday morning. 

One thing caught my attention.  It was an ad on one of the gay sites.  It was very simple.   “Boy Wanted.  Must be 20-40, Poz.  Contact RawTopDad” I recognized the Dad; he’d posted several times, often with pictures.  It sounded so simple, so I thought “Why not?” And I posted a quick email, thinking I’d probably hear back in a couple days. 

I was reading through the sites when I got a response.  It was a phone number to call, so I called.  I had a nice short chat with the man, Jerry.  He was not looking for a slave, he wanted a Boy.  There was no pay, but a free place to live and all the food I needed.  It was interesting.  There was one qualification; I had to be on trial for one week. He wanted me to come over as soon as I could. 

So I called work and left a message that I would be off this coming week, taking one of my vacation breaks. Then I cleaned out and headed over.  I packed a small bag, but it turned out I didn’t need it at all.  When I got to his house, Jerry met me at the door. He invited me in and had me sit at the dining room table so we could talk.  He had a nice place, very clean, the sort of place you’d imagine your parents would have.  It had a certain air to it, a scent.  It smelled like some places I’d been for drinks, like people had been smoking, but it was not stinky.  It just had a scent like musk cologne.

Jerry was very professional and to the point. He was dressed in jeans and a sport shirt, and had on shoes with no socks.  He looked to be about 60 years old, gray white hair and full beard. He looked like a man that could stand to lose weight, but not too heavy.  I was pleased that I had decided to wear my slim jeans and a tank top and sandals. 

Jerry said that he was looking for a boy to be his Boy, but not a slave.  If I were to be accepted, I would be having sex often. It would be raw sex, and it would often be with him and other men.  It sounded interesting.  I told Jerry that I was mainly a bottom and liked to take loads, and he was pleased to hear that. I also told him I was free this coming week, and would be happy to be his Boy for a week. 

Jerry said it sounded good, so he would take me on a trial week.  The first thing he needed to do was to get me ready.  So I put my bag down in the bedroom and stripped for him, so he could have a look at me.  He asked me if I minded being shaved, and I asked where he was going to shave, and he said mainly the balls and ass.  No one would see that, so I said OK. 

He had me lie on the bed and he went to work with a barber’s shears and then a razor and shaving cream.  I had never had anyone even ask about shaving, so it was interesting.  I have to confess that having a man holding my dick while shaving around it was stimulating, but he didn’t seem to mind.  He shaved my balls and then had me bend over and very carefully shaved my ass.  Once he had me rid of all hair except for my bush, it was shower time. 

He showed me the shower and the cleaning hose and said shower and clean out.  So I did.  While I was in the shower I was surprised that he joined me.  He had me put my hands against the wall and he inspected my ass, and again he surprised me by sticking his cock up my ass.  I’d just cleaned my ass out, so it was open and wet, and he could slide home easily.  He pulled out and looked at his dick and it was clean and wet, so he said I was obviously ready.

We both got out and dried off. Jerry said to meet him in the bedroom and left the bathroom to get ready.  When I came out, dry, naked and lubed up, Jerry was sitting on a chair, and his cock was erect and ready to go.  He said “Have a seat!” and motioned for me to come to him and sit down. He was already on the chair, so there was only one way to sit on his lap, facing him, the way I liked to. 

I was still pretty open from the bath and I’d already had his cock up my ass, but it was still an experiment to get on him.  He has a big head on his cock, and it’s thick.  It’s not that long, but I was having a problem, till he popped me open. Then I sat down in his lap.  I was taller than him in this position, so as I got accustomed to the feel of the cock in my ass, he began to kiss and suck my nips.  This really turns me on, so I began to rise and fall and fuck myself on his cock, and he assisted me with his hands. I really like that position, but Jerry just wanted us to get started right. 

He then lifted me up and laid me on the bed on my back, and began to kiss me.  Now I knew what the aroma of the place was; I could taste “cigar” on his lips and mustache, so he must have smoked one before my arrival. Didn’t matter to me; I was using my tongue as much as I could and had my hands in his hair, stroking his beard and working his nips.  After a short time, he stood at the edge of the bed and pulled me to him, inserted his cock in my ass and put my legs on his shoulders, and held me in place with his hands on my hips.

“I’m sorry this will be so quick, but I reach a point where I have to get my rocks off,” he said.  And he began to fuck me very heavily and strongly.  He was not kidding; his dick felt like it was getting bigger and thicker and hotter and then he cried out a big “FUCK!” as he blew his load in my hole. It was an intense feeling; like my insides were getting filled with ropes of cum. He never stopped fucking me after he blew, but I could tell his cock was beginning to fade a little.  Finally, he stopped and we shared a big kiss. I had wrapped my legs around his hips and held him tight. “This is not the end; we’re just getting started,” he said. 

Jerry had me stand on the floor and bend over the bed, and he was right back in me again, and we started fuck #2. I’d never had a man go from #1 to #2 so quickly.  He was working my nips and balls and dick, whatever he could get his hands on.  I was just holding on to the bed, afraid he was going to knock me down on it.  It took a while, but eventually I felt his cock grow again and get hotter, and finally spew. 

Then he began to slow down and finally fell out, and I spun around and went down to suck off any lingering cum.  I got up and snowballed a little of it as we kissed.  We laid down on the bed then and rested and were able to talk a little. 

Jerry said he’d been looking forward to having a Boy like me, and I was pleased to hear that. I told him I couldn’t get fucked as much as I wanted, especially raw, and he said that would not be a problem during the time I was with him.

After a break to take a piss, we laid down on the bed and got ready for the night.  Jerry said he had to get up in the morning early.  I would be free to do what I pleased during the day.  He asked that I stay naked as often as possible, only wearing a harness.  He said that I should keep a pair of shorts by the door, in case it had to be answered, but otherwise I should get used to being naked in the house.  That sounded good to me.  I wouldn’t need the clothes I brought with me.

As we got ready for sleep, we had a lover’s fuck, side by side, nothing exciting, but I was enjoying being with a real man for a week. After he planted his third load, we fell asleep, and I still had his cock in my ass.

I was awakened about 2 AM by Jerry coming back to bed from the bathroom.  I was surprised that he rolled me over and got on top of me and inserted his dick and gave me a good, solid fuck before he went back to sleep again.  Four fucks in one night, each with a good load.  Man, I had hit the jackpot!

Monday

When I woke the next morning, I was in bed, alone. It was about 7 AM.  Jerry had gone to work and the house was empty.  As Jerry had said, I had the house to myself.  I made myself breakfast and then went back to the bedroom to see what I could do there.  I was surprised to find the sheets all spotty with cum, and it had to have leaked out of my ass during the night.  So the sheets and the mattress pad went in the washer first thing.  Then I showered and made sure I was clean. 

I went through the house and looked for things to do, and didn’t find much.  I could wash a few clothes, but I set them aside for later in the week.  I did a workout similar to what I would have done in the gym, read the paper and watched TV.   I made a small lunch. About 4 PM I got in the shower and cleaned myself out to be ready for Jerry.  He had told me to be sure to get out a cigar and have it ready for him when he got home.  He said that when he came in the door I should give him the cigar and light it for him, and then unzip his pants and suck him up.  Then I could bend over the chair or where ever Jerry told me, so I would be ready to fuck.

At 5 PM I was by the door ready when Jerry came in. He was glad to see me and greeted me with a kiss.  He accepted the cigar I had ready and I gave him a light, and then I got down on my knees and unzipped his pants and pulled his undies out of the way, and got his cock out.  As I began to suck, he was puffing away on his cigar.  Soon the room was filled with clouds of smoke, and he was ready to fuck.

He bent me over the big sidearm of the chair and blew smoke in my ass, kissed it and rimmed me good, and got me to the point of almost begging him to fuck me. Then he stood up, centered his cock on my hole, and pressed home. When I could feel his balls against me, I was ready for a good, hard fuck, and that was just what I got.

True to his word, it was short and heavy fuck. I was really enjoying it and loving every thrust, when I heard a strange voice say “Wow, you got a hot one!”  I turned my head and saw we had been joined by another man, in a full suit. “This is my partner Jeff,” Jerry said.  “After I get done with you, you can get him a cigar and give him a turn.”  Then he burst out a loud “FUCK!” and planted his load.  He wound down slowly and finally slipped out. “OK Boy, go get Jeff a cigar!” Jerry said, and I ran off to the humidor.

I came back to the front door with another cigar, and gave Jeff a light.  As he puffed the cigar to life, I unzipped his pants and got his cock out, and began sucking him up. As soon as he was good and stiff, I turned around and presented my ass to him.  He had no problem lining up and getting into me, as I was well lubricated with Jerry’s cum. Now Jerry has a thick cock, and Jeff is thinner, but longer, so he was hitting new spots in my hole.  By this time Jerry had shed his clothes, and he returned and stuck his cock in my mouth, so I was getting spit roasted. His cock tasted good, a mix of his cum and my ass juices.

Jeff takes a while to cum, so he fucked me well, until he finally blew his load.  Then while he took his clothes off, Jerry got back in me and gave me another good ride and load.  After that he said we needed to relax and have supper.  We were all nude by this time, but I was wearing my harness, as instructed.

I had prepared a supper, so we all sat down and had our meal.  I was the cook and waiter, and eventually the dish washer.  After we had all eaten, both men asked for another cigar, so I was off to the humidor again, and gave both of them a light.  After they had sat and read the paper and rested, Jerry suggested we go downstairs and visit the playroom.  I had been all over the first floor, but hadn’t opened the basement door.

I was surprised to find the basement was a well-appointed adult playroom.  There was a leather sling, fuck horse, fuck table and a mattress on the floor. The mattress had a rubber sheet over it.  There was a wall covered with every kind of dildo and sex toy imaginable. This was obviously a room that was often used. There were cans of Crisco and lots of paper towels, and several trash containers.  But there were not any rubbers.  All sex here was raw.

“Take your pick!” Jerry said. I decided it would be fun to be ridden on the fuck horse, so I got on it. It fit well.  I knelt on the knee supports and laid across the body of the horse, and put my hands on the handles.  It was well padded.  Jerry had to be first in my ass, and he opened one of the cans of Crisco and greased his cock and gave my ass a greasing, too.  Then he easily slid home.  Jeff got in front of the horse so I could suck him up.  So again I was spit roasted. This was great. 

It had been a couple of hours, so Jerry took a while before he burst, and then I got to suck him up while Jeff took a turn.  Jerry found a bottle of poppers and stuck them under my nose and let me get a nose full, so I relaxed and opened up for Jeff and enjoyed cleaning off Jerry’s cock. After Jeff finally blew, Jerry suggested I try the sling, so I got in it.

The sling was nice, thick leather.  The chains were padded at the bottom, so a large bottom wouldn’t have chain burns.  They told me later that the pads were intended to be used on seat belts.  They had the chains on springs, so there was plenty of bounce to the sling.  I soon realized that they helped make the sling a pleasant, relaxing place for sex. 

I thought the head of the sling was down too low, but I was told that was so you could suck up the next top, and Jeff demonstrated as Jerry slid home in my ass.  Jeff and Jerry took turns fucking me in the sling. After they had both cum again, they said it was my turn to cum.  So they both greased up their hands and took turns on my cock, getting me right to the edge and then trading places, until I finally blew and they tried to catch the shots.  What they didn’t catch they wiped up and fed me.

When I got out and was getting used to standing up again, we all shared kissing for a while, until we realized how late it had gotten and headed up to bed.  I discovered that Jerry has a king size bed for he and Jeff to share, and now it was for three of us, with me in the middle.

Jeff is up even earlier than Jerry, so we said good night and quickly fell asleep.  I was trying to count loads, and I came up with at least seven loads; pretty good for one day.  But then about 2 AM Jerry came back from the bathroom and got on me again, so it was eight.  But we had awakened Jeff, so he got on me, and that made nine.  Needless to say, I slept well that night.

Tuesday

I had learned well the day previous, so when I went to bed I had put a silicone plug in my ass.  Jerry removed it to fuck me, and he was followed by Jeff. Then I had put it back and gone back to sleep.  So I didn’t have to wash the sheets on Tuesday.  I did the same as on Monday, simple breakfast, gym routine, read the paper, watched TV.

At 4 I took another shower and cleaned out well, and at 5 we had the same routine as they came home.  So I had three loads before supper.  I could see this was going to become routine.

After supper we were relaxing when there was a knock at the door.  Jerry opened it carefully, staying behind the door, and let Marshall in.  Marshall was in full leather, boots, leather pants, shirt, and coat.  He gave the coat to Jerry to hang and came over to admire me.  “Nice Boy you got yourselves here; are you sharing him tonight?” Marshall asked. “Sure” Jerry said, “You can do to him whatever you please, but no marks.”  I was kind of concerned to hear that.

“Great!” Marshall replied, and he began to shuck his boots, pants and shirt.  He had on a leather jockstrap that I admired silently, and he removed that to reveal a long dick and a big PA ring, along with lots of other piercings. “Ever had one of these in your ass?” he asked me.  “Never have, but I’m sure I will” I responded.  “You are quite correct!” Marshall said.  “Shall we get started?” he asked.  “I think we should go down to the playroom” Jerry said.  So we all went downstairs.

“First thing you need to suck my dick” Marshall said, so I got on the mattress, on my knees, as he stood on the floor.  Now getting that big a ring in my mouth was not easy, and I still had to suck the cock.  I was practically swallowing the ring as he got stiff. It was really too much for me, and I think he knew that. “How about I take the ring off so you can suck me better?”  “Yeah, please.”  Then I could easily suck him up.

“OK, into the sling” said Marshall, so I got in as he put the ring back in place.  I was glad to see he used the Crisco on his cock, and the ring, and my ass.  Getting the hardware in place took a bit.  Jerry and Jeff had fired up cigars and were smoking as they watched me, to see how I handled the situation. Once Marshall got the ring in my hole, then he could easily fuck me.  It was interesting to feel the ring in my ass as he fucked me.  It was definitely different. 

Marshall takes a long time to cum, so he fucked me for what seemed like 20-25 minutes, and then said it was time for Jerry and Jeff, both of whom were pleased to take his place.  As usual, Jerry went first, and then Jeff.  Their cum and the pounding fucks made it easier for Marshall to get his cock and ring in and to finally blow his wad.  By this time, I was a pool of sweat, so they let me out of the sling and let me lie on the mattress for a time.

I was surprised that Marshall was next in the sling, but Jerry and Jeff took it as usual.  They both greased up their hands and arms, and then turned their attention to Marshall, and greased up his ass.  Jerry and Jeff both fucked Marshall, but neither of them blew in his ass; they were just getting him opened up enough to be able to take their fists.  Both of them fisted him; Jerry didn’t last too long, but Jeff really dug in deep and took a while. 

As Jeff was taking his time fisting Marshall, Jerry cleaned off his hands and got another cigar and lit it, and he gave one to me.  He told me that as long as I was going to be living in the mist of cigar smoke, I might as well learn to smoke one.  He showed me how to clip the end and draw slightly on it, and how to light the cigar and suck smoke through it.  You sip it like a soda, and you don’t inhale it, you just savor it in your mouth and then expel it slowly.  I had to cough from it at the start, as I was getting used to it. 

Jerry explained that some men smoke a cigar like a cigarette, inhaling it, and that takes strong lungs.  Many cigars are quite strong, so it is best to just sip it gently, and savor it slowly.  Once I got the hang of it, I was doing well. While I smoked, Jerry greased up his hand and my dick, and slowly got me to blow, but this time he made sure to have his mouth over my cock when I blew, and he snowballed the cum and shared it with me as we kissed.

Jeff finally wore Marshall out and got his rocks off fisting him, so he got out of the sling and rested on the fuck horse for a minute, and then we all went upstairs and showered.  There were four of us in there at one time, so there was a lot of fun play, but we did get the Crisco cleaned off hands, dicks and asses.  Then Marshall got dressed and said goodnight and were alone and ready for bed.

I was surprised to get the 2 AM fuck from Jerry after all we had been through, and Jeff followed suit. So how many loads was that?  I was too tired to count. I put the plug back in my ass and fell back asleep.

Wednesday

The day began as usual.  I woke to an empty house.  I had the usual breakfast and lunch, and did the usual gym routine.  I read the paper and washed clothes.  Only unusual thing this day was that I tried a cigar in the afternoon; I enjoyed it more than I expected. At four I took a shower and got ready. They came home at 5 and I was fucked as I expected. Only change was that I got to smoke a cigar while I was being fucked, just like the other two men. I discovered the cigar was similar in effect to the poppers; it relaxed me and let me open up for the fucking.

After supper we retired to the living room to read and relax.  I was told that on Wednesday there is no sex scheduled; it was our day off to rest and enjoy ourselves. We all smoked cigars as we rested and read and watched TV.  Then we went to bed.

However, we did have our usual middle of the night fucking, so I got used a bit; certainly more than I would have enjoyed at home.

Thursday

Thursday afternoon began at 5 with the usual fucks.  Then we had supper.  After supper there was a knock, and Jeff answered the door, standing behind it, so he was not seen.  It was Jim and Don, two friends that came over to play.  Jim and Don looked me over and gave their approval.  Jim was the Top and Don the bottom, but they both were admiring my ass, so I bet that Don did occasionally top. 

After some chat, we adjourned to the playroom, Jim and Don having removed their clothes before they went down.  This night was interesting, as there were too many men.  Jerry insisted on being first in me, so that was quick and refreshing, and then it was Jim’s turn.  Jim has a huge cock; he calls it a horse cock.  It’s not nearly that big, but it is big and thick, and he knows how to use it to wear a bottom’s ass out. 

It’s a good thing the sling had springs on the chains, as he was really hitting me hard, and at times he took the sling back and up with aggressive fucks.  I did get to see Jeff and Jerry using Don in the background on occasion, but not often enough.  I had more than enough to deal with being Jim’s bottom. 

I’m sure if Jim had a PA like Marshall did, my ass would have been bloody from the rough fucking.  But he did finally blow his wad, and then he let me get out of the sling to collapse on the mattress.  Don was being fucked on the horse, but when I vacated the sling, he got in and Jeff and Jerry both gave him loads.  When they were done, we all ended up on the mattress, tired and happy.

Don asked me if I ever topped, and I told him I had in the past, but I much more enjoyed bottoming. He asked me if I would fuck him, and I had not blown yet, so I thought I could. He got on the horse while the others were talking on the mattress, and after he had sucked me up, I slid home on several loads of thick cum.  It was good being able to fuck a man that had cum in his ass; it makes the best lube.  He was an easy fuck, but I think the best thing was that I got my rocks off in an ass that night.  After I blew, Jeff and Jerry wanted him again, and Jim was after me, so I was back in the sling and Don was fucked on the horse.  Luckily this second round was not as long as the first, or as rough.  We were all glad to be done.  This time we took turns in the shower, Jim and Don first, and then the three of us.  By the time we were clean, they were dressed and ready to leave.  So we all kissed everyone goodbye and they left and we went to bed.

I found it hard to believe that Jerry was on me again at 2, followed by Jeff, but I just thought it was becoming routine now. How many loads was that?  I couldn’t begin to count. The plug went back in my ass and I fell quickly asleep again.

Friday

I woke to an empty house again.  At least I didn’t have to wash the sheets, but I was getting tired of the butt plug.  Luckily I had brought a set of three, and had moved up to the middle size one after Jim wore my ass out last night.  I had the usual breakfast and lunch, workout and reading. At 4 I got ready for the men to come home and at 5 I got fucked after bringing them cigars and again got to enjoy smoking one while I got fucked. 

I was told that after supper we were having company, more than the night before.  Shortly after supper, we had a knock on the door and three men came in.  At least this time we would have even couples.  Two of the men came in smoking their own cigars, so I knew we were in for some smoky fun this evening.

The smokers were Alex and Steve; the non-smoker was Mark.  They all had to have a look at me, as they shed their clothes.  Alex and Steve were Tops, and Mark was a Bottom.  When we all were naked, we headed down to the playroom.

This time it was Alex and Steve on me and Jeff and Jerry got Mark.  Mark selected the horse, so I was in the sling again. I sucked Alex and Steve up, and they took turns fucking me for a while, one getting sucked while the other fucked.  I think they were partners with Mark, but that was never made clear.  They seemed to be trying to outdo each other on me. I thought Jim had been a strong Top, but here were two men trying their best to prove which was the better Top. I was in heaven, happy to be their bottom. 

After Steve and Alex had blown in me, I was released from the sling.  I saw that Mark had been well used by Jerry and Jeff.  So we traded places, Mark in the sling and I on the horse.  Jeff and Jerry seemed to be tired, but they both fucked me well while the two worked over their boy.

When we were released again, we all rested while the men fired up their cigars.  Mark said I looked like a great bottom, and I said he must be doing all the right things as well.  Then he surprised me by asking if he could fuck me.  I didn’t think he would ever want to, but I said sure, and I got on the horse and sucked him up. He greased up his little cock and put it in me.  I was so full of cum that I doubted he could even know he was fucking me, but he tried his best, and I guess he did eventually cum. I had so much cum in my ass I couldn’t tell.

The men had realized we were up, and they decided it was time for round #2, so I was put on the horse for Steve and Alex, and Mark was in the sling for Jeff and Jerry.  Again the two men were rough and trying to outdo each other, but we’d all had our fun, and this was just for the last time, so they eventually wore down and finally planted their final loads. 

This time we showered in couples, Alex and Steve, Mark and myself, and then Jeff and Jerry. By the time we were all done, they were dressed and ready to leave.  We kissed them all goodbye and hit the sheets.

I found it difficult to believe Jerry could be on me after all the fucking we had been through this night, but at 2 AM he gave me a load, followed by Jeff.  I put the medium butt plug back in, and thought I’d be ready for the large one tomorrow night.

Saturday

This day we all awoke about the same time, in the same bed.  After some preliminary kissing and making out, my butt plug was removed and Jerry and Jeff had the first fuck of the morning, followed by both of them sucking me off, and the three of us snowballing it around.  Then we all had to shower, and I decided it was time to wash the sheets and mattress pad.  While I did that, Jeff and Jerry had to clean up the playroom and get it ready for tonight.  Tonight we were hosting the regular monthly bareback party.  This had been planned long before I was part of the group. 

We had a light lunch and supper, and at 8 PM the crowd began to appear.   They had invited 30 men, so 15 showed up, the usual for a gay event. This time I didn’t get all the names. I just learned who were the Tops and who were the bottoms, and how to stay away from the more aggressive types.

Every spot in the basement was used, and the upstairs rooms, too.  It was like we had fucking going on all over the place, a real orgy. And all of it was raw fucking, of course.  Now I was the new person in this show, so I was the favored person to be fucked by every top.  Shortly after we began I was selected and told to get in the sling.  Then I was fucked relentlessly by every Top that wanted me at that time.  I think I was in the sling for over an hour.  I lost count of the number of men that fucked me and the number of loads I took. When I finally got out, I had cum running down the back of my legs.  I couldn’t close my ass from all the fucking I had endured.

I laid down on the mattress and inserted the largest plug I had, and found it barely fit.  But at least for right now, I was keeping the loads I had in place. As I was lying there, I was joined by one of the bottoms from the event. He told me that several were going to gang up on one of the Tops and get him to bottom for them. I told him more power to them, I’ll join in, but not right at this moment.

So in about ten minutes we hear the ruckus as one Top is put into the sling, and several lined up to get in him.  There was a discussion about who had the biggest cock, and it turned out to be me. Now this Top was obviously at least occasionally versatile, as once he got in the sling, he was ready for some action. So I greased up and got to be #1 in the line to fuck the Top. 

It didn’t take long for me to penetrate him, and shortly I was enjoying the first fuck this Top had had in a while.  His ass was tight and I enjoyed him, and it was obvious that I was not going to last too long.  So I made a big show of planting my load when I blew.  I was quickly followed by two other bottoms, and we gave the Top three loads.  After that I went back to my mattress.

Eventually everyone tired out, and it became a group of eight, and then six, and I took the last load of the evening. Then just the three of us were left to clean up.  I was exhausted, so I did as little as I could, and then fell into bed. For the first time in a week, we slept the night through.

Sunday

We woke in the same bed, just like the day before. This day began a little differently. We each used the bathroom to piss and returned to bed and we all went back to sleep for a little while.  Then we felt more like fucking.  I pulled out the big plug and let Jerry have my abused ass, and he was rather tender for a change, as was Jeff. Then I got to clean up and make us a big breakfast, and we all sat and rested for a time.  Then Jeff brought in three cigars, and we had a good time just smoking and chatting and being friends.  Eventually it was time for lunch, but we let that go by and settled for a brunch lunch about suppertime.

Jerry lit up a cigar and gave me and Jeff one each, and we all got to hear his review of my work as his Boy.  He said that I took all the Tops well and did some good topping when I had to.  So he was very pleased, and proud to say that if I was willing to stay, he would be happy to have me as his (and Jeff’s) Boy.

I told them I was happy to hear this, and I surely did enjoy the sex I had and would enjoy in the future.  I needed to let my employer know, which would take some time, and I had to get out of an apartment lease, which would take some time, and I had a lot of stuff that would need to find a place.  So it wasn’t as easy as it seemed, but it was possible.  I told them I would need some time to think it through and figure it all out.  But until that time, I hoped I would be able to have them fuck me as often as possible.

They agreed and when we finished our cigars, we had a long and exciting goodbye fuck, with the hope that soon it would be a regular everyday fuck. 

Jerry Prince

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The 6th Street Adult Store

Everything about me shouted straight boy. Surfer T-shirt that barely met my baggy, ripped up jeans. When I bent over, you could see my plaid boxers, the straight male’s staple. Of course, I knew I had a nice ass but didn’t realize how good it looked in a pair of briefs or jock strap until later on. My straight guy’s uniform was completed with a backwards baseball cap and pair of flip flops.

I’d been in that adult store several times before. It was in an odd location, right in the middle of town on 6th street. I’d have thought it would have been on the outskirts. I still remember how taboo it felt the first time I went. Of course, that was several months ago. Since then, I figured out that most of the guys there, like me, were married. I’m sure that they, like me, were unhappy in their marriages, not getting sex, just looking for a way to get off. I’d later learn that a lot of them were looking for a little something extra their wives wouldn’t or couldn’t give.

That was my deal was. My wife didn’t have a lot of things. She was my college sweetheart but prudish as all get out, she wouldn’t ever think about doing anything kinky; she tried to blow me once and gagged. Hell, she’d only have sex in the missionary position. It was ok when I could get it, but that was rare with weeks or months of dry spells. Also, she didn’t have a cock.

I couldn’t admit that I was gay or bi or whatever shit labels you want to give it. But it started when I was in college. I went to a conservative school with lots of rules and restrictions. When I was a freshman, I started looking at pictures of guys online, just hard jockish guys stripping down and showing their cocks. Of course, being a young idiot, I let whoever use my computer and didn’t have password protection. Some prick snooped around on my and found them in my browser history. I pinned it on my roommate, who didn’t have a computer. Of course, he ended up having a meeting with the dean and I locked down my computer and learned about regularly erasing my browser history.

After a couple years in marriage hell and only looking at guys on my computer, I decided that I was through not getting any satisfaction and started looking for chances to get off. I went to the adult store on 6th and would browse the videos, checking out the guys that went there. Most were older than me and there were a few trolls, but there were a few hot, married, working class guys in their 30s. I was too nervous to notice that these hot guys were also checking me out. A 20s something straight boy walking around the adult store apparently was a huge turn on.

I was there to suck a cock for the first time.

It wasn’t my first time with a guy. That had happened a few weeks before. It was a craigslist hookup. I knew it was shady af but I was horny and desperate and really wanted to know what getting head felt like. I went over to his place. He ended up being some college kid, maybe 19 or 20. He was a cute Hispanic guy, short hair and clean face and nervous as hell. I tried not to act nervous myself, but I’m sure I couldn’t hide the fact that I had very little experience. There were no words, just head nods. He led me back to his room. He undid my belt and pulled down my pants. Just being there, about to get my first blow job, got me hard and my boxers were tented in the front. My cock slipped out the fly and the guy just stared at it, licking his lips. He got on his knees and pulled my shorts down. I couldn’t believe what I had been missing all those years. His lips were warm on the head of my cock and I let out a soft moan just from that first touch. He started going down on me and moaning himself. I couldn’t help but unbutton my shirt and rub my nipples with one hand, the other running my fingers through his hair as it bobbed up and down my shaft. He started to moan, rubbing his own cock as it got hard. That sent me over the edge and I told him I was going to cum. He held still as I shot my load in his mouth and then spit out the cum into a pair of crusty boxer briefs. He stood up and I guessed that was the end of our hookup. As I left he said, “If you see me outside of here, we don’t know each other.”

At the adult store, I wasn’t trying the cruise the guys. It was another craigslist arrangement. I posted the ad myself, basically saying that I was looking to learn how to suck cock. I had gotten quite a few responses of course. But the selection was easy after this guy responded with pictures of an amazing body and thick 8 inch cock. We didn’t show each other our faces, instead we worked out a how we would signal each other at the store.

The store wasn’t anything crazy. In the front at least. Just rows and rows of porn. Straight stuff in the front, getting gayer and kinkier as you went further back. In the back of the shop was the entrance to the arcade. The arcade had a bunch of viewing booths. A few were basic, chair and tv and room for one person to comfortably jack off. Some had windows with blinds so you could watch other guys. There were a few bigger ones for groups. And of course, there were plenty with glory holes. I had gone in the arcade plenty of times, exploring each of the booths, spying on guys through the windows and glory holes, but never getting gutsy enough to try anything more than jerking off. I was supposed to meet the guy in the gay video section. We’d meet eyes and he’d say something about the craigslist ad then we’d go get a booth together.

I had gotten there early and started browsing straight porn, even though it didn’t really arouse me. Closer to the time we were to meet up, I made my way to gay porn. There were a couple of guys there, one that was my type: tall, muscular, about ten years older than me with a kissable scruffy face. But he wouldn’t meet my eyes and eventually took a DVD and left. I figured this wasn’t my craigslist guy and kept browsing. The time for the meet up had come and gone. I waited fifteen minutes and figured that the guy had flaked on me. A DVD in the bargain bin caught my eye, the cover had a bunch of guys in suits with their dicks hanging out. I picked it up to buy. But before I stepped away, a guy came up close beside me and cleared his throat. Our eyes met and he asked if I had posted an ad on craiglist.

I almost said no. The guy was much older than I thought he would be, well into his fifties. He was handsome enough, but the age difference was obvious. This guy was somewhere between my dad and grandpa. Not having a lot of experience with this, the age thing almost got me until I glanced at the rest of him. He definitely didn’t lie about himself in the emails, I just never asked about his age or asked for a picture of his face. He was wearing a white tank top with a boating logo that clearly showed the toned physique I saw in the pictures. He was wearing short, mid-thigh shorts that had a sizable bulge. My thirst overcame my reservations and I nodded.

We went and got a nice sized booth. He could tell I was nervous and said, “Hey bud, how about I show you how it’s done first?”

He tugged on my jeans and my pants and boxers came down to my knees. I wasn’t hard yet, nerves being what they were. But it didn’t take long. He stood close, smiling as he looked in my eyes. I felt his hand on my hips. It went back to rub my ass and then the other hand grabbed my cock. I was hard almost instantly. He got down on his knees and went down on me. Honestly there wasn’t anything amazing that he had done that the first guy hadn’t. But it being only my second blow job, I wasn’t all that picky. I moaned and breathe heavily as he went up and down my shaft. One thing he did that really got me going was he kept pulling me into his face by grabbing my butt. His hands on my ass felt new and I didn’t want him to let go. As he kept pulling me in, I got closer to the edge of orgasm. He could tell that I would pass the point of no return and stopped sucking. He stood up and put his hands down his shorts.

“Now it’s your turn.”

He undid the button of his shorts. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and as he unzipped, a thick cock flopped out. He was already hard. I just stared. A cock like that is like a burger on a menu. It looks like one thing in a picture but when it’s actually served you just wonder how you’re supposed to fit your mouth around it.

The guy pushed me to my knees and said, “Sucking cock is easy bud. You just start by putting it in your mouth and let me do the work.”

Before I could say anything, he shoved his dick inside my already open mouth. He kept pushing it in, passed where I thought my mouth was full, to the back of my throat. He left it sit there for a moment and I started to panic because I couldn’t breathe. But then he pulled out a bit, I caught my breath.

“Now the secret is to just sit there and let me fuck that pretty little face.”

And then he shoved his cock back in. In and out. Over and over. At first the shock of this size of his cock, the fact that I couldn’t breathe at first, and the odd texture of a hard dick, I wasn’t sure what was going on or if I even liked it. I was still focused on how weird his dick felt before I noticed that he stopped fucking my face. Instead I was running my lips up and down his shaft, one hand around his cock, the other around my own. It was so thick and I liked the salty taste of his cum. The entire time my eyes were closed, so took a chance to look up. He was leaned against the wall of the booth, his tank pulled up and over the back of his head so I could see his built hairy chest. One arm was back behind his head and the other hand was pulling at his nipple. He smiled as he watched me go after his cock.

“Damn son, you sure you’ve never sucked cock before?”

He didn’t let me off to answer, but started to fuck me to the rhythm of my head going down on him. More and more he would pause at the back of my throat, pushing a little father each time and making me gag a little. His thrusts started to come quicker and quicker. Without warning, I felt something hot shoot against the back of my throat. He pulled out immediately and jizz shot all over my lips and chin. The cum kept spurting, shooting all over my face and shirt. After several shots, he pulled his dick back into his shorts and left me in the booth, on my knees, my hard cock in my hands. I wiped the cum from my face and used it to lube my dick. After a few seconds, I was shooting my own cum onto the floor. I pulled my pants back up and started watching whatever porn was on the screen, reliving what had just happened. It was crazy to me, the hottest sex I had ever had was a guy’s cock down my throat. I left the adult store on 6th street knowing I’d be back for more.

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Authors note: This is based loosely around the first few times I had been with guys.I was young and married and hooked up with an older guy in an adult store. The place then became a regular cruising spot for me, even after I came out and got divorced. I haven’t published any stories in a while but am thinking about publishing a few more of my exploits at the adult store. If that is something you’d like to read more of, drop me a comment. Any constructive criticism is appreciated as well.

Sex with my wife has been on the decline for some time now. While my drive is still strong, hers is waning. It was late, the wife was in bed, so with a dirty martini in one hand and my rock hard cock in the other, I was watching xhamster and edging to some hot gay videos. Homemade amateur videos,  my favorite.  Guys just like me having hot and nasty sex. Guys I can relate to.  I had been edging for about an hour. and was on my second martini when I decided I needed to visit my local ABS for some anonymous cocksucking.  Other likeminded men are perfect for satisfying sexual hunger as there is no emotional attachment.  This bookstore is old school and still has booths with glory holes.  A rare find these days.

 I arrived at the bookstore and there were only two cars in the parking lot, not a promising sign.  What the hell, I’d made the trip, my cock was throbbing, so with or without a partner I was going to relieve myself.  When I went in the bell on the door announced my arrival. There was a cashier behind the counter and a man checking out the DVD’s.  That would account for both cars parked outside.  Both looked over at me as I entered and after a cursory glance went back to what they were doing.  I bought tokens from the cashier and made my way through the curtain into the dark hallways of the video booths.

I found a booth situated between two others so I would have access to two glory holes, went in, sat on the bench and dropped some tokens into the slot.  I channeled through the various videos until I found some gay porn, upped the volume so there would be no mistake of my interest that night, unzipped my jeans, and pulled my cock out.  Since I had been edging, my cock was already swollen and in just a few strokes I was rock hard. 

I heard the bell on the front door ring and hopefully it was someone coming in and not the sole browser leaving.  Within a couple of minutes I heard someone enter the booth on my left, close the door, and drop tokens into the slot.  I looked through the hole and saw him standing in front of the monitor. He unfastened his belt, unzipped his pants and sat on the bench.  I watched with anxious anticipation as he reached into his trousers and pulled his cock out.  In the dim light I could see he had a thick cock.  My cock stiffened even more at the sight of his.  I watched as he slowly stroked his growing cock.  He looked to be about 7″ or more.

 I was anxious to suck some cock so I put my fingers through the opening in a come hither motion in hopes he would feed his cock through the hole.  He stood up and lowered his pants to his knees and I could see his cock was now fully erect. He turned and stepped towards the wall and slowly put his cock through the opening. What I didn’t see in the flickering light of the TV was that his cock was uncircumcised. The sight of his uncut dick made my own cock throb even more. I took his magnificent rod in my hand and began stroking it. I could feel the thick veins running along his shaft as I caressed it. His foreskin rolled freely over his bulbous head as I stroked him.

 I lifted his cock up and began licking and sucking his heavy balls. He was quite hairy down there. I love hairy men, and don’t quite get the whole shaving thing. I moved my tongue up the underside of his rock hard dick and when I reached the top I put my mouth over the head.  With just the head in my mouth, I pulled his foreskin over my tongue and ran my tongue around his glans and into his piss slit. His cock had a musky, urine scent which aroused me even more. I pulled back and stroked his cock as I admired it. Pre-cum was beginning to ooze from his slit and I eagerly lapped it up. No longer able to hold back, I began to suck his cock, taking a little more into my mouth with each bob of my head.  He quickly joined into the rhythm and began rocking his hips back and forth.  I was soon taking his entire cock in my mouth and burying my nose in his thick bush.

He pulled back through the glory hole and leaned down close to the hole, and whispered,

 “Can I fuck you?”

 I do enjoy the occasional ass fucking and was sure this would be one I’d really like. I asked if he had any lube as I didn’t. He replied,

 “No, but I think I can improvise.”

 He then asked if he could join me in my booth. I was curious as to what he had in mind and agreed. He entered the booth and without a word dropped to his knees and began sucking my cock. Between edging at home, and stroking my cock here, I was very close to cumming.  He felt me tensing and stood up. Putting his cock beneath mine, he began to stroke me and in seconds I shot several thick cum ropes over his cock.

 He smeared my cum over his cock, turned me around and rubbed some of my own cum on my asshole. So, that was his plan to improvise. I bent over and placed my hands on the bench. I felt him put his warm, sticky fuck stick between my ass cheeks and slowly push the head into my waiting mancunt.  With a steady pressure he pushed until his beefy head was in me, paused a few seconds, and pushed it in some more. I experienced a slight pain, but not enough to quit. He slowly inched his cock into me until I could feel his balls against mine. He was all the way in. He eased back a little, then pushed in again. Soon he was working his swollen shaft in and out of me and picking up the pace with each re-entry.

 I heard someone enter the booth on my right and drop tokens in the slot. I didn’t care, we were all here for release in some form or another. My top man had a steady rhythm going and I knew he wasn’t going to stop. My sphincter was easily accommodating his beefy cock now and I was really enjoying my ass fucking. I looked through the glory hole on the right and saw a man looking right at us and stroking his cock furiously. Hah, who needs tokens when you have a live show. Having an audience turned me on and my cock was once again rock hard. As my top picked up speed I began jacking off. Soon my top man began to take long, slow strokes and pushing as deep as he could. After a minute of slow fucking he picked up speed and began thrusting harder and faster. He was up to his nuts in my guts and I could tell he was about to cum. He asked if he could cum in my ass and without hesitation I told him yes. He tensed up and forced his cock deep and stayed there. I could feel his cock pulsing as he pumped his load in my ass.  I was jacking hard now and shot another load on the floor of the booth.

He slowly pulled his softening cock out of my ass and I tightened my sphincter muscles to milk all of his cum. What an exhilarating fuck.

As I stood to pull up my pants I felt warm cum dripping down my thigh and looking down, saw a huge glob land in the crotch of my underwear. I turned around and took my fuck bud’s cock in my hand and caressed it some more, about this time our voyeur friend stood up, put his cock through the hole and shot four spurts of creamy cum across the floor. Apparently it was good for him, too.

 On the drive home I could feel top man’s creamy load oozing out of my ass. I went straight to the bathroom to shower. I put my leg up on the edge of the tub, put my hand beneath my asshole, and squeezed out an impressive load of cum onto my palm which I immediately rubbed on my cock and ball sac. The smell and feel of his cum was making my cock swell again.

I poured myself another dirty martini, drank it down, and went to bed fantasizing about my successful visit to the ABS.

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The Breeding Party

When the invitation to the party came, they had titled it a “breeding party”, not just a bareback party, as the hosts were more interested in getting men to plant loads than just fuck raw. No problem with me on that one; I love to breed ass, so I responded in the affirmative.

When I got to the party I stripped and went down to the play area. I was pleased to see several men I knew were there, as well as many I did not. I was making friends with a new guy, actually making out after he had grabbed my dick and began to suck it. George, who often acts as fluffer at the parties I host, had taken over and was sucking on both of us, one after the other. I was enjoying this when I felt a stiff cock probing my ass.

I always clean out before a bareback party, as you never know what may happen when you are otherwise occupied. I managed to bend a little bit and center my fucker’s cockhead on my puckered hole and pushed back against him, and he popped my ass open and slid home. I had no idea who he was, but his cock was just the right size, as when he hit my second sphincter, his balls were against mine.

As he began to fuck me, I thought it best to stop making out with my new friend and brace myself against the wall. He was a good fucker; he started out working my nips and as he got into it and was fucking me harder, he moved his hands down to hold onto my hips and concentrate on drilling my ass. Now George was still doing a good job on my dick, pulling on my balls and occasionally sucking on them, too. So I was very turned on, having a great fuck and a great suck at the same time.

“C’mon fucker, plant your load, gimme your cum!” I told him. He never responded, but picked up speed and intensity. He was riding my prostate, keeping the head of his cock just barely in my ass where he could get the most friction, and then he began to really fuck me hard. I think George knew he was getting close, as he began to really suck me, trying to get me to cum at the same time.

Having such a great fuck and a great suck at the same time, I just couldn’t help myself, and I spewed a huge load that George swallowed greedily and kept on sucking till it seemed he was sucking the cum straight out of my balls. I love to make a bottom cum while I’m fucking him, as it makes his ass draw up around my dick and I have no problem getting off and planting my load. And the same thing was true of my fucker; I could tell his dick was getting bigger and hotter in my hole as my ass drew up and I squeezed his dick tight. Then I felt the spurts and it felt like his dick was twice as thick, from all the cum filling my ass around his shaft. Fortunately he fucks like I do, wanting to be sure every drop of cum is milked out, so he kept up the rhythm till his dick began to go flat and he fell out. George finally let go of my dick and it was a good thing I was leaning on the wall, or I would have collapsed from the intensity of the orgasm I had just experienced and received.

I wanted to turn around and see who my fucker had been, but before I could, another cock was between my legs looking for my hole, so I again had to bend a little and center my hole on his cockhead. “Ah, thanks! I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time!” I recognized the voice of Randy, one of the men that attend my bareback parties. “What do you mean?” I asked him. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time but never had the chance, and I love to fuck ass in another man’s cum. Now I get to do both at the same time! Plus I always find tops to be the tightest bottoms!”

I’ve watched Randy fuck other men, so I knew what was ahead of me. Fortunately Randy has a shorter cock than my previous fucker, but it is very thick; at times it looks oval in cross section. Anyway, it filled my ass fully and felt great, and the cum in my ass was a great lube, and he proceeded to fuck me very well. I also know that it takes a long time for Randy to cum, and it helps if you talk dirty to him while he fucks, so you know what I did next. I told him to show me how he liked to fuck and to use me as his cum bucket, all the things you say to get your man off. And he was giving it right back to me, telling me how he was gonna fuck the shit outta my ass, and how great it felt to fuck in cum, especially to fuck another top and be the second man to plant cum in my ass. The strange thing was that I was getting turned on by this enough to get my cock stiff again, but I didn’t touch it, as I’ve cum twice in short order before and know how it can hurt.

Fortunately for me the dirty talk was having its effect, and I felt his cock get even thicker in my ass and his rough fucking make my ass burn. I was rewarded with a big grunt from him as he pounded his cock in deep and left it there, so I could feel it spasm in my ass. It felt like his dick was getting even thicker in my ass as his cum filled my ass. He gave a few final pumps and then pulled out, and cum ran down the back of my legs, something I had not felt in a long time.

I spun around and sucked his dick clean, which made him smile. Then I suggested we go out for a smoke, wrapping a towel around my cummy ass. After that the cum that had dripped out of my ass was sticking the hairs on my legs to each other, so I went to the showers to rinse off, and then I went back to cruise and see what was going on and who was available.

I saw George and asked him who had fucked me the first time, and he said it was a new guy, someone he didn’t know, so I still had no idea who gave me the first load. Most of the guys had planted their first loads, so there was a lot of sucking and making out going on, but no fucking.

So I did what my first fucker had done, found a man with his ass available and stuck my stiff cock between his legs. The first guy I tried opened up easily and I slid home into a wide open ass that was very well lubed with cum. I knew I’d never get off in his ass, but I gave him a good fuck and worked his nips, and when another guy came up with a stiff cock, I moved aside and let him take over. They seemed to be doing well, so I moved off and looked for another man.

I was surprised to find Randy leaning against a wall, getting a very hot fuck from a guy I didn’t know. I watched them as the fucker really pounded him good, and I could tell he planted a good load. When they were done I asked Randy how it was, and he told me that was his third load so far; he had decided to be versatile tonight instead of his usual top only. I suggested Randy get in the sling, which had become available, and he did, and I got into him. He was wide open and so full of cum that it ran out over my balls when I began to fuck him. Some guys came up to watch and several had nice looking stiff cocks, so I grabbed one of them and as I pulled out, I put his cock next to Randy’s ass, and he took over. I think he had been jacking off watching, as it didn’t take him two minutes to grunt and spew.

I suggested to another guy working his dick that he be next, and he stepped up and slid home. He pumped Randy for about five minutes, then pulled out and jacked his cock till he was close and put it back in and let his load fly in Randy’s ass. I stuck my dick in to feel the loads in his ass, and then pulled out and went up to the head of the sling and let him suck my dick and taste what he had received.

“OK Jerry, I’ve given you a load, turnabout is fair play, let me have yours!” he said. I knew I’d never get off in his cum filled ass with him in the sling. “OK, but I want you flat on your tummy on the pad over there” I responded. I helped him out of the sling; he had strings of cum running down his legs, so I spread his towel under his crotch as he lay down, to catch the cum. Then I made sure his legs were together and mine were outside his, so I could get the maximum friction.

I jacked my dick good and stiff and about half way to a spurt, and slid home in the warm butter of a cum-filled ass. Cum flowed out over his balls and mine, and I knew I had to go for it, as if I took my time and enjoyed marinating my cock in that wonderful feel, I would never get off. So I concentrated on penetration and riding his prostate, and telling him what a great fuck it was in all that cum. And he did his part, urging me to pump my load in on top of what he had received. I fucked that man as hard as any man I have ever fucked, and finally I could feel the cum beginning to move. My dick got nice and stiff and hot, and I let out a big grunt and rammed my cock up his ass as hard as I could, to let him feel the spasms as my cum spewed deep in his hole.

“Oh God! What a feel!” he said, “I can still feel it even with all that cum!” The crowd had dwindled, but a few men were standing around watching, and they told us how they had enjoyed watching the fuck. I told Randy to get up on his knees as I pulled out, as I wanted to taste the combined loads in his ass. He almost needed help to get on his knees, from all the fucking he had enjoyed.

I lapped up some of the cum running down his legs and then got my face in deep. I could taste three different tastes. I was pretty sure the salty cum was mine, as smokers have salty cum. The other tastes were similar, just enough different to know there were two, so I assumed I was tasting the last three fucker’s cum.

When I finished and helped Randy up, he laughed and said I had to go look at my face in the mirror. I had cum all over my face and beard. We both headed to the showers. I did indeed have a face full of cum, and several of the men told me so. Randy got in the shower with me and we enjoyed cleaning each other off and making out and playing with dicks and balls that were empty.

After I was clean and dressing, I thought about how I should have had one of the men take a picture of my face covered in cum. Oh well, that can wait for the next party.

Jerry Prince

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I am a junior in high school. Back when I was a freshman I was one of the trainers for the freshmen swim team because I knew a lot about sports injuries because my father was a doctor. I had never thought of being gay or had ever experimented at all. But all that changed after my freshman year as the manager of the swim team.

As every one got out of the pool in their speedos which were red in the front and white in the back, team colors, Patrick approached me. I had been swimming myself because I was on the team as well as being a manager. I was 5′ 10″ with a muscular build, firm pecs and abs, strong legs, big biceps, blond hair, a tan everywhere except under my speedo. Patrick had the same swimmer’s type build as I did only with brown hair. He asked me if I could look at his thighs because they were giving him some trouble when he swam. I told him to dry off and meet me in the medical room, which was just a room in the gym with a padded table. As I entered he was sitting on the table still in his speedo like me. I welcomed him and told him to lay face down on the table so I could look at the back of his thighs. His muscular butt was in full flex showing how tight it was, something I didn’t usually take time to look at. After I felt his thighs I discovered they were just cramped up and needed a massage to work the cramp out I asked him if he could stay longer to have the massage and he gladly said yes.

As I began to rub the back of his thighs we started talking about school and tests. Then after a brief pause he asked me if I had ever had sex. After another pause I told him I had sex with a girl earlier in the year. He told me he had had his dick sucked by a girl this year too. Then the conversation took a twist and he asked me if I had ever had gay sex. I immediately said no as I laughed at such a strange question. He also said no quickly. Then he asked in a strange tone what it would be like. I said that I had no idea with a smile that said this is getting wierd. After a very long pause he finally got more to his point and Patrick asked if he could suck my cock. I immediately stopped massaging his thigh and looked at him in disbelief.

Patrick said, “C’mon, it won’t be that wierd, all I want to do is try it.”

Then I said, “Won’t that be wierd though if I get a hard-on?”

Patrick said, “I won’t tell anyone so it won’t matter. C’mon, all you have to do is stand right where you are.”

After all of his pleading I said alright but not for too long. Patrick then leaned on his side and motioned me to stand in front of his mouth by the table. I looked at his speedo as I moved around the table and he had a huge boner from the excitement. As I stood in front of him he pulled my speedo down just past my cock and looked in amazement. I was impressive at my age being 5″ soft and 8″ hard. I was soft at the moment not quite sure what exactly was going to happen. Then Patrick grabbed my dick and began to suck, I forgot how good it felt, i was hard in seconds. Patrick looked at me a gave the best smile he could with a dick in his mouth. I began to moan as Patrick took my cock deeper in his mouth. Within seconds i had grabbed the back of his head and was pumping it over my rock hard prick. We were both moaning in delight as he kept polishing my dick with his mouth thank God everyone had left the gym. Finally I felt something, something very good, and then from my dick came hot white semen all nto Patrick’s mouth, I couldn’t believe it. I asked him if he was going to spit it out but then he swallowed it right in front of me. I looked at him in disbelief.

Now Patrick was in a high sex gear and wasn’t going to stop, and I wasn’t going to try to stop him one bit. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me on to the table. My face was right in his crotch and his face was in mine, only mine was nude. Patrick slipped my speedo all the way and began to suck my dick again I was still roaring and ready to shoot another load. But now something new was happening in front of me was a cock bulging inside a speedo and I needed to give it attention. At first I licked the outside of the speedo and began to suck his dick while it was all wrapped up. Finally I decided to go all the way so I pulled his speedo down a few inches and I was greeted by his 7″ cock that was ready to go. So as I got the life sucked out of me by Patrick I sucked him to perfection. He went crazy as i sucked his prick rapidly and showed no mercy to his semen shooter. Then he gave in and cummed all in my mouth, I loved it, it was hot and tasty. I swallowed the hot juice of manhood and kept sucking. It was better than I could have ever imagined.

Then I heard Patrick say, “I’m not stopping until I get another hot load from you!”

I responded saying,”Oh you’ll get it alright.”

So we both began sucking at full speed, what a rush. As I sucked him I wrapped my hands around his tight ass and started to finger his asshole. When I finally pushed my finger in Patrick almost jumped off the table. In stead of ending his sucking I heard him moan and beg for more. Then he did the same to me which made me go crazy and suck his dick like no other. There we were laying head to cock on the padded medical table fingering each other’s assholes, unexpected but a great feeling. Finally I felt another load of cum building up pressure in my cock and it burst into Patrick’s mouth. Patrick started groaning and I started screaming in delight. He continued to suck the final bits of semen out of my dick and when he was done we both sat up on the table with our hard-ons still raging for more sex.

Patrick then leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I’ve got another idea.”

I asked, “What is it, stud?”

He then said in a horny tone, “Let’s put our dicks where our fingers were.”

I felt a jolt in my cock as I nodded yes to him. He then motioned me to screw him first. I had never done this before but when his slipped his speedo onto the floor and got on all fours on the table I knew what to do. I immediately took my cock, lubed with patrick’s saliva and put it up to his asshole and pushed it into his tight ass. It was a wonderful feeling and Patrick began to moan in extreme delight. He laughed because my pubic hairs tickled his asshole as I thrust all of my 8″ into his ass. My muscular chest crashed into his muscular back with every thrust of fuck. I wasn’t going to last much longer. Then as I prepared to blow my third load of the day the door flew open with me and my cock all the way in Patrick’s asshole.

“Holy shit,” I screamed as I blew my load in patrick’s tight ass. But there was Rob standing right at the door. It must have been quite the sight for him, even though he wasn’t gay. There was my tight ass flexed with all my muscles bulging and in full form over Patrick’s hard body that was being fucked. I didn’t notice that he was in the room until he told me and Patrick to sit down, which we did right away.

I was a little afraid because he would tell everyone in school we were gay.

Then I noticed Patrick and I were still nude with raging hard-ons sitting in the chairs in the side of the room. Rob was standing in front of us. Rob was a stud by definition, he was the varsity football quarterback he had a hard but smooth chest, hard pecs and abs, big strong arms and legs, a tight butt, and a cute face with curly black hair. At the moment he was only wearing mesh gym shorts and nothing else. My and Patrick got hard looking at this hunk and I think he noticed them.

“So you guys are homos,” Rob asked.

Patrick looked at me and I said yes. “Are you going to tell everyone about us,” Patrick asked.

There was a long pause and then Rob said, “I won’t on one condition”

“Which is,” I asked

“Well, I was kind of wondering if you guys could suck my cock, seeing as how you’re gay,” Rob asked.

“Are you gay too,” Patrick asked Rob.

“Well, I just want to see what it is like, okay,” ha said.

We both nodded yes to his plea and he motioned for me to suck him while he sat on the table. But before he sat on the table he took off his shorts revealing his tight jockstrap. Then I knelt on the ground in front of him and I took off his jock revealing a gigantic 10″ cock in full erection. He went and sat on the table then he laid down on the table. His cock was sticking into the air and I was on it right away. I took his cock down into my mouth as far as I could manage. He was moaning as I massaged his cock with my tongue. Then Rob signaled for Patrick to come over and kneel over on his chest so he could suck Patrick’s dick. Rob was obviously taken over by our hot bodies and was getting gay. As Patrick mounted on Rob’s chest Rob went right to sucking Patrick as I sucked him as well. Then I felt something stirring in Rob’s cock and I knew what it was, his sweet cum. I starting rubbing his abs and then he couldn’t hold out any longer. His cum was incredible, i swallowed it all as Rob moaning and screamed as best he could with a cock in his mouth. After I swallowed all of Rob’s cum I backed away and saw Patrick getting his hot cock mauled by Rob’s mouth. Then I decided i needed to fuck the captain of the football team. So I pushed his legs up and and put my hot prick in his tight ass and began to pump vigorously.

“Oh my god I love that, fuck me harder,” Rob yelled. then I over heard him telling Patrick that he had nice cum. Then Rob told Patrick to go sit on his dick which was right in front of where i was fucking. When Patrick sat down on Rob’s giant cock he moaned with all his might. Rob started saying things like, “How do you like that, you hot little shit, I’m going to cum in your ass.” I reached around Patrick and grabbed his dick and began to stroke it. He went even more crazy. Then I did it, I cummed my fourth time and still a huge load inside Rob’s virgin ass. He returned the task by fucking Patrick even harder. I continued stroking Patrick until he cummed all over Rob and then Rob cummed inside Patrick’s hot ass. Patrick then realized he ride was waiting for him in the parking lot and he quickly put on his speedo and ran out the door. Rob and I watched his hot ass run down the hall.

Rob and I both decided to get dressed in what we had in the room which was a speedo for me and a jockstrap for Rob. So I could still see Rob’s meaty ass. Then I remembered I was suppose to spend the night at a friend’s, when i told Rob this he licked me in the ear and told my to follow him as he ran out the door. He went down the hallway in his jockstrap only because no one else was in the gym. I finally saw him as he turned in to a room. When I entered the room I saw a hot tub for the football players, and next to it was Rob was beginning off his jock so he could get in. Just as he was about to get in I told him I had a better idea first. I directed him to some massage tables and told him to lay down. I began to massage his shoulders first. As I made the move movements on his tight muscles he let out soothing groans and to me to go lower. I began to massage his back muscles when he told me to go even lower. I massaged and rubbed his ass but first I took his jockstrap off and threw it on the floor. As I massaged his ass he told me to massage the inside of his ass, I told him there was only one tool for that. He made me walk to where his head was and he lubed me up by sucking my prick a few times. Then I went and knelt on the table and drove my pecker deep in his ass. I pumped in and out slowly so he could feel all I had to offer to him. But then I felt another load building pressure and I moved faster in and out moaning with my own pleasure. After I blew my load in his ass he suggested we go swimming, in speedos of course. So I went and got him a speedo out of my gym bag and we walked to the pool. Along the way we stopped to kiss and he even sucked my dick for no reason. Once we got to he pool there was another surprise for me.

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Opera

Owen awoke. He felt a weight lying on his hip. In a sudden, glorious moment of recollection, he realized it was Adam’s hand. His skin tingled with Adam’s proximity. He didn’t want to move in case he disturbed that contact, and he lay quiet, soaking in the pleasure of waking for the first time in Adam’s bed.

Owen listened to Adam’s breathing as he lay behind him. Part of him wanted for this to go on forever. But his mind’s eye began to trace the curve of Adam’s body from the hand on Owen’s hip up to Adam’s shoulder and back down again to his groin. He was pretty sure where Adam’s cock would be located. With tiny movements he began to shuffle his buttocks back until he felt his cheek touch a tell-tale bulge. He held his breath, but when he sensed a twitch from the bulge, he couldn’t help letting out a little whimper that woke Adam.

Adam sat up sleepily and stretched his long limbs. He pulled Owen up onto his chest and held him there quietly for a while, enfolding him in his arms. Then he said, “Owen, I made a bad mistake yesterday.”

“No, really, it’s OK.”

“It’s not OK. What I did to you, I did without thinking about you—about your safety. I need to control you, you know that. But first I have to control myself.”

“But I want to be controlled by you.”

“I know you do, Owen. That’s something I have to take responsibility for. I told you that no harm would come to you, but I didn’t make good on that.”

“But I’m OK now, I’m not harmed!”

“That’s because you’re so strong, so courageous. Yesterday you were a better man than me. You spoke the truth even when I threatened you. That took a lot of bravery, Owen.”

The events of the previous day had faded from Owen’s attention. The glorious warmth of waking next to Adam had pushed them away and he didn’t want to dwell on them. Tentatively he reached his mouth up to Adam’s for a kiss. As Adam kissed him slow and hard, he knew Owen had forgiven him.

“Thank you, Owen.” Adam said, “I think you’ve earned a reward. Today we can do whatever you like. What will it be?”

Owen took this responsibility very seriously. His mind ran over the possible ways Adam could fuck him and the places they might visit together, but one thing stood out in his mind.

“Adam, I’d like to make us breakfast.”

Adam laughed, relieved at the sweet way Owen was breaking the serious mood. His hand slid under Owen’s butt cheek and squeezed. “Is that all? Sure you don’t want something in this gorgeous ass?”

Emboldened, Owen said, “I’m counting on getting that anyways. This would be a bonus.”

“OK, but you’ll need something to wear in the kitchen.” Adam rummaged in a drawer and came up with sweatpants and a t-shirt. Owen was disappointed that they were clean, he would like to have worn Adam’s smell, but he put them on anyway. Adam was a good four inches taller than he was, and he rolled up the legs of the pants.

Owen headed to the kitchen and Adam went down to the lobby to fetch his newspaper.

Adam set down with the paper. It was a struggle to allow Owen free range of his kitchen. Adam was a serious cook and didn’t like anyone else in his territory. He knew the kitchen was a mess but he also knew exactly where to find everything. He tried to concentrate on reading the newspaper but he couldn’t help noticing that as Owen moved around the kitchen, his ass kept looming in close proximity to Adam’s face.

“Are you flirting with me, you little slut?”

“Maybe just a bit, Sir.”

“Get over here.” Adam drew Owen to him by his arm, and pulled down his sweatpants to expose his naked ass. He bent Owen over the table and picked up a wooden spoon. To Owen’s delight, he gave him a few light taps on each cheek, trying to avoid the marks from last night.

“Where’s your discipline? I say when you get my dick. Or anybody else’s dick for that matter.” He swatted Owen fractionally harder and the boy wriggled happily.

Adam was surprised and pleased at Owen’s exuberance. The bruises on Owen’s body from the day before reminded him of his own selfish lack of control. But Owen’s brightness and his unreserved happiness when they were together were irresistible. He bent down to kiss Owen’s neck, eliciting contented little moans from the boy. Adam realised how much he had come to reply on Owen’s cheerful, forgiving nature and how it dispelled his own darker moods. He wanted to give his boy some pleasure and he moved his mouth down to kiss Owen’s butt.

“Adam! You said I could make breakfast!”

“You can do that later. I’m hungry for that ass and we have some unfinished business.” He pushed Owen back over the table and fingered his entrance. “Nice hole, boy. It just needs filling up with some cock—do you think mine would do?”

“Oh yes please, Adam!” Owen craved it. He pushed out his ass, but Adam flipped him over onto his back to look into his eyes. He had to be sure Owen wanted this. One glance in his boy’s eager face told him everything he needed to know. He whipped off the sweatpants, pushed up Owen’s legs and lined his cock up for the first thrust.

The suddenness of Adam’s arousal drove the head of his cock directly into Owen’s entrance. He was already wet with pre-cum but he made himself pause to allow Owen to accept him. The boy was so inviting and open. He eased in gently but there was no need—Owen’s relaxed, happy mood gave his ass a buttery softness.

The fuck meant everything to Owen. The soreness of his ass from yesterday was forgotten. He felt ridiculously proud to have seduced Adam in this small way, and now Adam’s cock was back where it belonged, sliding in and out of him and making him moan with pleasure.

Adam wanted to possess that ass in every way. He pulled out long enough to bend down and take a big bite of Owen’s soft butt-cheek. Owen’s flesh was delicious and yielding. Then he shoved his cock back in and admired the red marks of his teeth on Owen’s ass. He picked up the pace and thrust with more rapid lunges.

It revitalized Adam just to be fucking Owen this once without any of the rituals of domination. They were, in that moment, two men enjoying each other’s bodies. He closed his eyes and let his dick take over. He thrust quick and hard. As Adam slipped through his second sphincter, Owen’s moans of pleasure filled his senses with a delightful ease. His cock was caressed by Owen’s inner muscles and he felt Owen’s enthusiasm flow into his cock.

“Oh God, Owen, I’m going to come.” And he came with a groan of release, flooding the boy’s passage with his seed.

Owen stood up, laughing with delight at Adam’s appetite for him and the gift of his cum in his ass. Everything was all right again. “Go shower, Adam,” he said, “I need to finish making breakfast.”

Adam, for once, did what Owen told him. When he returned, the kitchen had miraculously become clean and tidy. Owen had moved all Adam’s clutter of papers and books from the table into neat piles on a chair. As soon as he saw Adam, Owen beamed at him. He adored the sight of Adam’s naked chest and wet, tousled hair, and he pushed a cup of coffee into his hand.

The table was carefully set, the napkins freshly folded, and a flower that Owen had taken from a big vase in the living room was laid on Adam’s plate. Adam took note of it. Breads and fruit were laid out and Owen was dishing up eggs. “Breakfast is served, Sir,” he announced happily.

Adam ate hungrily, remembering to compliment Owen on his cooking. The eggs were good—just how he liked them. He buttered a piece of toast and looked across at his boy.

“You know, Owen, I don’t think your request was quite enough of a treat for you. How would you like to go to the opera tonight?” Owen’s eyes lit up as Adam continued: “You remember the tickets Nicky gave us for his wife’s opening performance? That’s tonight.”

Owen was excited (not least because Adam had said “gave us”). He had never been to an opera, but he knew that an opening night was a grand occasion. He did remember Nicky, the beautiful married man that Adam had played with, and he knew that his wife was an opera singer.

“Oh yes! That would be amazing! I’m not exactly dressed right, though.” Owen was still wearing Adam’s sweatpand and t-shirt. “Would I have time to go home and change? But I don’t own a tux or anything like that.”

“You won’t need one. We’ll just go to the private party afterwards, and, besides, I don’t want you looking like a waiter. But you could use a decent suit, Owen, let’s go get you one.”

“I should clean up in here first.”

“Just leave it. I have someone to do that. Gus will come by.” Adam employed Gustavo and Anna, a couple who cleaned and ordered the homes of the men in his circle. They were very discrete and quite unfazed by what they saw in the men’s homes. Adam wasn’t a Dom who expected or wanted domestic service from his subs. But he was learning that Owen wanted this, and that he should try to make space for Owen to serve him in the ways the boy clearly enjoyed.

Adam was feeling good. He loved the opera with a passion, and he liked to introduce Owen to new things. He also loved to adorn his boy in sexy new clothes. He whisked Owen out of the building. Frank, the doorman, was on duty again, and as they passed him with Adam’s arm round Owen’s shoulders, Owen saw Frank smile for the first time.

Adam insisted on coming into the fitting room with Owen, “just to make sure everything is the right size.” Apparently this required a fair amount of adjusting the way Owen’s cock sat in relation to the front of the pants, and smoothing down the seat to ensure a proper fit over his buttocks.

“Very nice,” Adam said when they had decided on the suit. He ran his hand down the side of Owen’s face. “You look very handsome.” Owen burned with pleasure and pride.

They added a shirt and tie, and then Adam took his time to pick out some new underwear for Owen. It was made clear that Owen had no say in this particular purchase. Adam melodramatically failed to decide between three ridiculously expensive designer pairs, and bought them all.

They took the train to New York. Adam drew Owen close to him and they talked in quiet voices about what had happened yesterday. It was painful for Adam to discover how Owen had gone to Mark Emerson for punishment, but he knew that it was important for hear about it. When they got on to the point where Patrick had rescued him, Owen’s eyes lit up and he talked animatedly about meeting Patrick.

“Yes, we should thank Patrick,” Adam said. “Perhaps I should thank him with your ass, what do you think?” Owen grinned nervously. He remembered how intimidated he had been at first, but he knew that Patrick had saved them. He wondered what Patrick’s relationship was with Adam. There was still so much to learn.

They took a taxi from Penn Station to a hotel just across from Lincoln Center. Adam had booked a suite and Owen scampered round excitedly, testing the bed and checking out the bathroom. He had never stayed in such a grand place before. Adam shooed him into the shower and then watched approvingly while he dressed in his new outfit.

The performance was a double bill. Owen couldn’t make much sense of the first opera. It had just one character in it—a woman who seemed to be looking for someone. Owen tried to follow the translation on the little screen in the seat in front of him. He realized that the woman was looking for her lover who was dead. He glanced anxiously up at Adam—he knew that Adam was still mourning Seth, but he had his eyes closed. Owen wanted to hug him, but he thought you probably weren’t allowed to do that at the Metropolitan Opera.

The second opera was the one Adam had described to him after their play session with Nicky. It was called Bluebeard’s Castle. Elena Rostov, Nicky’s wife, was starring in it. Owen didn’t understand it at first, but then he felt himself drawn in. The woman’s name was Judith, and she was obviously in love with her new husband. She was trying to break through the black curtain of Bluebeard’s past and his earlier wives, hidden away in the shadowy depths of his castle.

Owen wasn’t really sure what happened in the end, but it didn’t matter because Adam’s hand was on his thigh and Adam’s voice spoke in his ear: “Owen, my beautiful boy. You bring me such light.” Owen shuddered with pleasure as Adam’s hand gripped him more firmly and moved up to his groin. Evidently Adam felt he was entitled to do that at the Metropolitan Opera.

The curtains took a long time and Elena Rostov was showered with flowers and applause. But Adam got Owen out of the opera house eventually. The party was in the same hotel that they were staying in, just a few minutes away. It was a grand occasion but not as formal as Owen had feared. The guests were dressed in all sorts of styles, from formal tuxes and dresses to a couple of men sporting jeans and mohawks.

Owen tried to stick close to Adam, but Adam was clearly in demand. Owen found himself lost in the throng, until a handsome man in evening dress spoke to him and asked him how he had enjoyed the opera. Owen said honestly that he hadn’t heard music like that before, but he had been very moved by the lovers in Bluebeard’s Castle.

The man seemed very pleased and thanked Owen: “It’s wonderful to get the response of new audience members. I’m really happy you had that reaction. You’re here with Adam Strickland, I think?”

Owen nodded excitedly, and introduced himself. He loved to think that he was “with” Adam. The man said “It’s very good to see him with someone again. He’s had a hard time lately. It’s nice to see him getting back into things.”

Owen wasn’t sure what to say, but he didn’t have to, as Adam appeared at his shoulder and said, “Maestro, it’s wonderful to see you. A superb performance. Many congratulations.”

“Thanks, Adam. But it’s especially good to see you after all this time. Nicky told me you might come. I’ve just been chatting with Owen here.” He turned to Owen and said meaningfully, “I was so pleased you enjoyed it, Owen. I know Bartok isn’t easy for a first time. But it’s good to see Adam out of his castle.”

Adam smiled and inclined his head a little. “Owen has been good for me,” he acknowledged. Owen’s whole being rippled with pleasure.

The man moved on, and Adam told Owen that he had been the conductor of the performance. Owen was thrilled. The whole evening was exhilarating. Waiters were circulating with trays of champagne and he had already had a few glasses. A table was laid with elegant small dishes and Adam steered him towards it. He felt too excited to eat, but Adam said forcefully in his ear: “You’d better eat something, boy, you’re going to need some energy.” Owen felt Adam’s hand grabbing his butt. He obediently reached for a plate that looked more or less like normal food.

The room fell silent as Elena Rostov entered on Nicky’s arm to a ripple of applause. They looked stunningly exotic and the guests clustered around them. Adam gave Owen a wicked look and provocatively pushed a canape into his mouth. “Let’s get out of here, boy. I need something more than this to satisfy me.”

It was nearly midnight when they got back to their suite but Adam had been aroused by the performance and the party and was in no mood to wind down. A bottle of an aged Scotch whisky he had ordered earlier sat on a table with two glasses.

“I’m going to shower, Owen,” Adam said. “Have my drink ready for me when I return.” Owen carefully poured some scotch into one of the glasses. He knew how Adam liked it and added a few drops of water.

Adam returned, wearing a dark red silk robe. He sat back on the sofa and laid beside him a black silk bag that Owen hadn’t noticed him packing. Owen thought how handsome and decadent Adam looked. The robe hung loosely from his shoulders, framing Adam’s chest with its thick curls of dark hair flecked with gray. Owen longed to kiss and lick that chest. The edge of the robe bisected a nipple. Owen’s mouth watered.

Adam was ready for Owen to serve him. “Where’s my drink, boy?”

Owen brought Adam his scotch and knelt to offer it with his head bowed. Adam smiled. He rarely insisted on protocols but he was learning that Owen enjoyed the rituals of submission. It amused him. He was also learning how much he enjoyed Owen’s serious dedication to these little ceremonies. He accepted the glass and briefly ran his hand through Owen’s hair to reward him. He took a sip of whisky and put his hand under Owen’s chin to pull his mouth up to his own. As he kissed him, he let the smoky liquid flow into Owen’s mouth and they bathed their tongues in it. The fire of the scotch and the force of Adam’s kiss ignited Owen, and he felt his cock jump.

Adam sensed the spark within Owen. The fuck that morning had confirmed how much they wanted each other’s bodies and he was ready to take Owen in any way he pleased. But he was in the mood to appreciate him slowly. He told Owen he could rise and then pointed to a spot a few paces in front of him. Owen quickly moved backwards to stand there.

Adam sat back. “I’m going to enjoy you, Owen,” he said. Show me what’s mine to enjoy. Make it good.”

Owen remembered the very first time he had gone to Adam’s apartment—how self-conscious he had been about his body, and how Adam’s authority had gradually overcome his embarrassment. Now all he wanted was to display himself for his master.

“Take off the pants. Leave the shirt on.” Owen did as he was told.

“Now your underwear. Slowly. And turn round.” Owen inched his briefs down the mounds of his ass and left the waistband hooked under his cheeks to push them up sluttishly for Adam.

“Very artistic, boy,” Adam said. “Now face me. Play with your dick. Let me see you get hard.”

Owen didn’t need much encouragement. His cock quickly stood to attention, bobbing up at the hem of his shirt. It was a view Adam liked. He touched himself lightly through the robe and then took his hand away. He would allow Owen the privilege of getting him hard.

Owen’s cock was throbbing with excitement. “Hands off, boy,” Adam ordered, “I’ll take charge of that dick now.” Owen quickly dropped his hands and Adam ordered him to remove his underwear.

“Turn round. Show me your ass.” Owen’s movements were controlled by Adam’s voice. “Spread your legs. Bend over, Owen, show me what you have for me.”

Owen grabbed his own ankles and felt his buttocks parting to expose his anus. He could almost feel Adam’s eyes on him, boring into his passage, and it excited him. He remembered the first time he had been in this position, and how he had worried that he wasn’t fit or muscular enough. Now he knew from experience how much Adam liked to fill his hands with Owen’s broad ass. He allowed himself a little provocative jiggle.

Adam’s voice was warm with approval. “Very good, boy. But I think you need some jewellery.” Adam’s hand slipped into the black silk bag. “Stand up and put these on.” He tossed Owen a pair of nipple clamps linked by a chain.

Owen winced as he put them on and Adam smiled sadistically as Owen’s chest flexed in response to the pain. “That’s much better. They show you off beautifully. Now get over here.”

Owen scurried over to his favorite place between Adam’s legs. Adam took his time. He pulled Owen’s shirt down to his elbows so that his arms were held behind his back. Then he dipped his fingers in the scotch and pushed then into Owen’s mouth, driving the boy wild with anticipation and desire for his cock.

Adam pushed Owen’s head down and reached for something else from the silk bag. Owen let out a long, slow sigh of relief as he felt the leather of his collar circle round his neck. The collar tightened to its precise, familiar tension. He let out a long, deep sigh. He was restored.

“Are you ready for me, Owen?” Adam said.

“Oh, yes Sir.”

Adam took Owen’s head in both hands and tilted his face up. “I don’t just mean now. Are you ready for me to take you? Are you prepared fully to submit to me and suffer for me? You’ve seen what I need, Owen. What I am. Are you ready for that?” He tweaked the chain between the clamps on Owen’s nipples to remind him. He needed Owen to be sure.

Owen looked up into Adam’s face. The shot of pain through his nipples had convinced him. He said with absolutely conviction, “I’m ready.” He wanted to be taken. He craved it. And now he was beginning to understand Adam’s need for him. He knelt, passive and obedient, waiting for Adam to use him.

Adam’s voice was low and husky. “Please me, Owen. You know where to start.” Owen did know. He took each of Adam’s balls into his mouth in turn, rolling his tongue round them, intoxicated by the familiar scent of Adam’s crotch and the prickly sensations of his pubic hair against his face. He bathed Adam’s balls with his tongue, aware of the big cock above them swaying against his face. He looked up hopefully.

Adam held his cock an inch from Owen’s mouth. “This what you want boy?” It was exactly what Owen wanted. Everything he revered about Adam—his beauty, his power, his knowledge, his wealth, his success—all become suddenly concentrated for Owen in Adam’s cock. He fastened his eyes on the bulbous head, glistening with a drop of pre-cum, and the way it swayed in front him even at half-mast. He breathed in Adam’s musky scent, inhaling deeply and preparing himself or the ultimate fulfillment of taking that cock inside him.

Adam teased him with one finger on his forehead, holding him back with the lightest of pressure. Adam stroked his own cock as Owen’s eyes followed his hand, longing to take the cock in his mouth. Adam gave him permission and Owen eagerly opened his mouth. Adam kept his hand on Owen’s head, guiding him onto his dick and moving his mouth to award himself exactly the pleasure that he wanted.

Adam gave Owen orders. “Just lick the head … now take it deep, all the way down, boy”. But he didn’t need instruction. He was getting used to taking his cues from the changes in Adam’s breathing and the sounds he made. He held each of Adam’s precious balls in his hands as his tongue tasted the sweet, salty drops on the tip of his glans.

“Suck me, Owen,” Adam said, and he did, drawing Adam as deep into himself as he could. The difficulty of getting Adam past his gag reflex no longer mattered.

“Hands behind your back!” Adam had taken something else out from the bag and was securing Owen’s wrists in leather restraints. Owen had to work hard to keep his balance as he hungrily sucked the cock. Adam was fully erect and the hard, thick rod filling Owen’s mouth overwhelmed him with pleasure. He pulled back a fraction to savor the details—the veins of Adam’s throbbing cock and the rigid edge of the glans, now shining with Owen’s spit mixed with pre-cum.

Owen closed his eyes to focus on the taste and feel of Adam’s cock as he worshiped it. Suddenly he felt the smack of something against his ass. It was the sharp pain of a leather paddle but Owen welcomed it. He felt his senses expand to absorb the pain as an extension of Adam.

He was almost disappointed when Adam pulled his cock from his mouth, replaced it with the paddle and ordered him to the bed. But he knew there was more to come and he obeyed at once. He scrambled over the bed and knelt on all fours to await Adam’s next move.

Adam looked down at his boy. He was on all fours, completely passive and submissive, but little twitches of his ass betrayed how much he wanted this. He ran his nails down Owen’s spine, and toyed with his entrance, circling it with a finger to make it pucker. Owen’s whole body was so responsive—his aching need for Adam was transmitted through every sinew of him.

Adam pulled him upright on his knees and knelt behind him with an arm clamped round his chest. He took the paddle from Owen’s mouth and teased him with it, rubbing it against his nipples and giving little chastising slaps to his erect cock. He whispered in Owen’s ear, telling him what would happen if he came without permission. Owen’s cock only got harder in response. Adam could feel the passion coiled within him.

Adam hesitated for a split second as he remembered the way he had lost control last night. But the heat of Owen’s body as he leaned back against him and the beautiful, pale skin of his shoulders and chest drove him on. He pushed Owen’s shoulders down and ran his hand over his ass to prepare him.

Owen shuddered as the paddle struck him. He heard Adam say, “Keep that ass up, boy!” He struggled to obey but the force of the paddle and Adam’s will were too much for him. He fell sideways onto the bed, twisting his body at every stroke, not to avoid the pain but to follow the way Adam’s needs flowed into him through the blows.

Owen squirmed and whimpered. He loved the way the restraints paradoxically set him free. He was overwhelmed with sensation—the sting of the paddle, the control of the cuffs and his struggles against them all filled his body with a euphoric energy. He moved in concert with the paddle as it kissed his skin with a fiery pain. As he rolled helplessly on the bed, the cuffs supported him and held him up on an ecstatic threshold between pleasure and pain.

He glimpsed Adam’s face, frowning in concentration as he decided where to place the blows, and all his love for his master coursed through him. The sensual torture of Adam’s attentions and his own thrilling enjoyment kept Owen on a wire of need and longing. He gave up everything to his master. His body, his nerves, his cock—whatever would please Adam.

Adam was enjoying himself. He had noticed Owen’s erect cock and it reassured him that he hadn’t damaged the boy last night. His hand slipped down to fist his own dick as he smacked the paddle onto Owen’s skin. His balls ignited. The heat of his arousal shot through him as he feasted on Owen’s submission and the way the boy offered up his body. He was choreographing Owen’s reactions in a kind of dance. He played Owen like an instrument, drawing in to himself the vibrations of the paddle against his skin and contortions of Owen’s body until his cock demanded to be satisfied.

It was time for Adam to fuck his boy.

Adam removed Owen’s restraints. He was overcome with the desire to use his own body to restrict his boy, to feel Owen flexing and straining to take his cock under his control. He pushed Owen down onto his stomach and wrenched his arms above his head.

“Keep your hands there. No touching yourself.” Adam knew he no longer had to tell Owen what to do. The boy’s submission was intoxicating.

Owen lay face down on the bed. He felt Adam’s chest pressing on him. Adam’s fur was damp with sweat as it rubbed against Owen’s back. He shuddered with excitement as Adam’s dick positioned itself at his entrance. There was a sharp flash of pain as Adam bit Owen’s neck and his cock drove through his sphincter at the same time.

Owen pushed his ass out to receive Adam’s cock and then felt himself shoved back down onto the bed with the force of his fucking. Adam’s big body covered him. The weight of Adam’s chest pressed him down, knocking the air out of his lungs as Adam pounded his ass. He sank down into the bed. His own body seemed to lose its shape and to become one with Adam’s thrusting, driving body. He didn’t know whether he was pushing up to receive Adam’s cock or down to stimulate his own. It was all one. He felt he was part of Adam.

The relentless drive of Adam’s fucking him overwhelmed him with joy—not just the wonderful friction of the cock in his ass, but a rapturous sense that he was the source of Adam’s pleasure. He felt as if he was melting, his inner passage remolded to the shape of Adam’s red hot cock.

He was taking Adam’s full length now; its wonderful thickness seemed to extend even beyond his rectum until it took possession of his whole body, running through him like a core of iron. He was bucking and shuddering with Adam’s thrusts. There was no possibility of holding back now and his cum flooded out of him onto the bed.

Adam felt his boy’s orgasm as Owen’s passage contracted and spasmed on his cock. All of Owen’s submission and need, and the hot depths of his body, fueled Adam’s lust and he exploded in Owen’s ass. His jock jerked uncontrollably as he came, shooting spurt after spurt deep into the boy to make him his own.

Adam lay for a long time on Owen’s passive body as his cock slowly softened in his ass. He shifted his weight to feel the soft, smooth contours of Owen’s buttocks and his back. His exhilaration subsided into a sleepy contentment. He kissed Owen’s shoulders and told him what a good boy he was, so sexy, so obedient. At last he rolled off Owen, sighing with pleasure.

Owen glanced nervously at the wet patch on the bed. He had come without permission. But Adam was smiling tolerantly at him. “You won’t get away with that, you little slut. You’ll discover the consequences soon enough.” He slumped back on the bed. Owen was delighted and proud at how satiated Adam was. And the deferred punishment was a wonderful promise of their future couplings.

It was 2.00 a.m. Adam yawned and gestured vaguely with his arm at the toys and discarded bed covers that surrounded them. “Clean up, boy” he told Owen. Owen carefully retrieved all the toys and restraints and put them back into the black silk bag. He came back to the bed to find that Adam had fallen asleep, his limbs arranged randomly over the bed. Owen gently draped his prone body with a coverlet. Adam didn’t move.

Owen went into the bathroom to clean his teeth. When he returned, Adam was snoring gently. On his back with arms and legs spread out, he looked supremely confident yet strangely vulnerable. His mouth was slightly open in a kind of goofy expression. Owen was overcome with love and desire for him. He crept with the utmost care into the bed, and lay at the side. He wasn’t sure if he had permission to sleep in the same bed as Adam. 

But then Adam turned in his sleep, grunted something unintelligible, and draped an arm over Owen’s chest. And in that moment, Owen knew he had come home.

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