Author: admin

On a Monday morning, a very light trickle from a closed bathroom faucet had turned into a steady flow. Not wanting to receive a hefty water bill, I decided that action finally needed to be taken. After contacting my boss to explain my situation, my boss told me to take the day off and fix the problem. Happy, I figured that I would have a relaxing day once my plumbing dilemma had been sorted out. Having put in a lot of extra time at work in the preceding months, my boss further added that I had earned a day off.

A neighbour supplied me with the number of ‘Best Plumbers,’ and made the call shortly after. A female voice answered the phone, took my details, and said that the plumber would be around in the next half an hour. Upon hearing my doorbell, I opened the front door and almost began to laugh. The perfect cliché we all have in our minds, where plumbers are concerned, stood before me. He had a rough demeanour, was bulky and unshaven, and wore a two-piece blue overall, with a white t-shirt in sore need of a wash.

“Hi, I’m Pier,” he grunted.

“Hi, I’m Zane,” I replied. “Please come in.” After entering I asked if his name was of French origin, believing it to be spelled, ‘Pierre.’

“No it’s Pier,” he stated, verbally spelling his name.

“That’s very unusual,” I answered.

“Well, my name is actually Pierpont… don’t ask, It was my dad’s stupid idea, but everyone just calls me Pier,” he replied.

I showed Pier through to the bathroom, where we settled on a price for the job.

“May I pay you via electronic transfer?” I inquired.

“Well, actually, I prefer cash,” was his apologetic reply.

“No problem,” I responded. “There is a cash dispensing machine down the road where I can draw the money.”

“Cool,” he announced.

I wasn’t really concerned about leaving him in my home as I had nothing of real value in the house. Before he retrieved his toolbox from his pickup, I showed him my coffee machine and told him to make himself at home once the job was done. Ten minutes later when I returned, Pier was seated in the lounge with a coffee next to him and reading a newspaper. Not wanting to appear unsocial, I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat opposite him.

“You gay?” he asked.

Only then did my eyes focus on the newspaper he was reading. ‘Oh shit,’ I thought. Pier was reading one of my gay newspapers.

“Yes, I’m gay,” I replied.

“Cool,” he answered, shrugging indifferently.

Indulging in general chitchat, Pier seemed very comfortable and relaxed. Deciding to move things along, I eventually arose to pay him.

“Tell you what,” he said as I was about to hand over the money, “The job was smaller than I thought, so I have decided to give you a fifty-per-cent discount.”

After settling my bill I thanked him, before returning to my seat.

“Of course,” he continued, “One good favour deserves another.”

“And what would that favour be?” I asked, puzzled.

“I’d like you to suck my cock,” he stated, boldly.

“Huh… What?” I countered, dumbstruck.

“Thing is, buddy, a friend of mine told me that only gay guys know how to suck dick. My girlfriend, in fact, all my girlfriends, have been totally useless at it. I just want to see if my buddy was right.” He stated, nonchalantly.

“Are you serious?” I blurted out, totally gobsmacked.

“Sure, I know I’m not much to look at, but most people never get to see my best feature,” he said rubbing his crotch. I sat there looking at him like a demented idiot before he continued, “You won’t be sorry, bro, because I really have a nice tool.”

“Is this a practical joke?” I asked, completely bewildered.

“Nah, you’re gay, right? So what the fuck! I’ll show you my knob and if you like it, we can both have some fun,” he said gesturing with arrogant, open arms.

Again, I just stared at him like a fool before Pier got up and moved towards me. A foot away, he looked down at me and asked, “Yes or no, bro?”

Looking up at him like a guppy I nodded my head, completely dazed and totally intrigued. Pier removed his jacket and threw it to one side before unbuttoning his trousers. Pushing his pants down, he placed his right hand in his underpants and massaged his genitals. Pier then pulled his underpants down to under his balls and with his tackle on full display, stood proudly with his hands on his hips.

‘Fuck me, he has a magnificent cock!’ I thought.

Getting to my knees I began to fondle and lick his balls. His pungent crotch odour was delectable and as I licked, I inhaled the splendour of his masculinity. The intoxicating aroma almost made me convulse with lust. I couldn’t wait to unleash the hooded bouquet from his foreskin, awaiting my olfactory senses.

‘Take your time,’ I kept reminding myself, ‘Don’t rush.’ Slowly, I began working my way up his shaft with ever-increasing groans from above. ‘Easy, take it easy,’ I intoned in my mind, ‘the foreskin unveiling will soon be at hand.’

I was shivering with anticipation as his hands began massaging my head. I couldn’t wait any longer and had to liberate the musty smell from under his hood. Tugging the foreskin backward Pier’s cock-head started to immerge. A tentative sniff assured me that I had hit the jackpot. I smeared the delicious hooded moisture under my nostrils.

‘Why the fuck has no one ever produced and marketed a product that smells like this?’ I ruminated.

Unaware of my joy, Pier impatiently began seeking my mouth. Having fulfilled my own pleasure I now turned my attention to his fantasy. Gently he began entering my mouth deeper and deeper, as I adjusted to the ever-increasing girth. His hands held my head firmly, but calmly, as his incursion took place. Relaxing my throat, I allowed him full access to sighs of pleasure from him.

Balls deep, I heard mutters of, “Ooooh, aaaaah, fuck yeah bro, this is fucking awesome.”

I had expected a throat basher, but Pier surprised me with his relaxed demeanour. Withdrawing slightly, he allowed me air before again pushing all the way in and holding still for several seconds. After repeating this procedure a few more times, Pier slowly began a rhythmic motion as he toyed with my head while face-fucking me. After pulling his underpants down all the way, my hands clamped onto his butt cheeks. Every so often he would again hold still before recommencing his gentle thrusting. Throughout, contented sighs oozed from him.

Moving my hands further around his backside, my middle fingers located his manhole. As I began circling his pucker with my fingers, there was a momentary pause. I simply continued, and shortly his hip action ensued.

Pulling his cock out of my mouth he said, “Let’s get rid of my pants.”

Pier removed his boots and socks, followed by his trousers and underpants. I simultaneously removed the spit-stained t-shirt I was wearing, before lubricating my fingers. As he again plugged into my face, I was able to move my right hand between his legs, due to his widened stance. My middle finger again located his rosebud, before I intensified my finger action, flicking to and fro. When I began inserting my finger into him his grip on my head loosened.

“Fuck bro, I’m not sure about this,” he whimpered.

Clamping his hips with my left arm, I suctioned on his dick tightly, ignoring his protest. As my finger got a steady rhythm going in his manhole, his grip again started tightening on my head. Horny groans began to emanate from above. Removing my middle finger, I ran it around my thumb before reinserting the upgraded lubricated digit. Again there was a momentary pause, but no further protest. As Pier’s natural lubrication increased, my thumb really got to work.

‘I want to fuck this arse… I’m going to fuck this arse,’ I thought.

After dislodging my mouth from his knob I looked up at him. “I want to rim you,” I stated.

“What?” he asked.

“Rim you, lick your butt hole,” I declared.

The look of a dilemma on his face was priceless. “I promise you will love it Pier. If you don’t, I will stop immediately,” I pledged, before continuing, “Just bend over the back of the sofa and let’s give it a go.”

After moving my body upward, I gently began steering a dazed-looking Pier towards the sofa. I encouraged him to bend over and place his elbows on the back of the couch. As I instructed him to widen his stance, I pushed my shorts and underpants down and kicked them to the side. Kneeling behind him I observed Pier’s hairy bubble-butt. My hand was itching to smack him on his fleshy arse but I resisted, not wanting to startle him.

Pulling his cheeks apart I sniffed. The incredible smell of his crevice sent my hormones into overdrive. I dove straight in, licking his hole with lusty eagerness. Up, down, round and round, my tongue explored his love-knot over and over again.

“Aaah, aaaaaah, fuuuck, yes bro… oh fuck yeah,” he intoned. As my tongue began to spear into him I could feel his body trembling.

I was priming this bunny for an anal invasion and he was totally oblivious. ‘Life just doesn’t get better than this!’ I reflected.

After a few minutes, I arose, informing him that I was going to use my thumb again. After groaning his approval, my thumb entered him seconds later. As I worked his butt, groans of consent emanated from Pier. What Pier didn’t see, however, was how I was lubricating my dick with my other hand. Fortunately, I produced tons of pre-cum and so my knob was becoming slimy and slick.

Slowly removing my thumb, I replaced it with the head of my cock. As I began smearing my dick- head against his entrance, Pier began to object.

“Relax buddy, I’m just massaging your hole,” I informed him. When I felt his tension abate, I again began to nudge.

Sensing his body lifting, my left hand intensified its downward pressure on his back. “Relax, you’ll love this massage,” I assured him, soothingly. As I intensified my prodding, I could feel the head of my cock nudging its way into his manhole.

As the head of my knob entered completely, he began to moan. “Ow, that’s sore bro,” he admonished me. Again I held still.

‘Jesus, there is nothing like a tight virgin cunt,’ I thought.

I kept massaging his back as I initiated the next push.

‘A little more, that’s it, just take it easy, push gently… another inch, fuck yes,’ I chanted mentally.

Pier began to grunt and groan as my jabbing intensified. Gradually, as the constriction of my dick diminished, I completely conquered his manhole. I again held still for a short while before asking, “Must I pull out?”

He uttered a very faint, “No.”

“Are you sure, bro?” I questioned.

A feeble, “Yes” followed.

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Mmmm… yes, please, please fuck me,” he stammered, timidly.

No second invitation was needed. I began thrusting, gently at first, ever increasing my intensity. As I reached full throttle the cock-hound began to grunt like a whore. “Are you enjoying this,” I asked.

“Yes, fuck me harder,” he began demanding, over and over. Minutes later when I shot my load, he was almost convulsing with pleasure. Pier had also begun tugging his dick manically and once I withdrew from him I fell to my knees to receive his eruption. Never before had I ever experienced anyone who could gush like Pier. It was like a fucking volcano exploding into my mouth. After our session I offered him a beer.

“No thanks, if I get a call it’s not good to arrive at a job with booze on your breath.” Then after a brief reflection he said, “Fuck it, I’ve got mints in the pickup, why the fuck not.”

Again we sat in the lounge with me naked and him still wearing his t-shirt. After a while, he said, “My girlfriend always accuses me of being a sex maniac. I’m always randy.”

“Do I hear another request on the way?” I asked.

Smiling broadly he answered, “Well, you fucked me, don’t I get a turn now?”

“Sure, but one favour deserves another,” I answered.

“And what would that favour be?” He asked, chuckling.

“Well, I only allow people to fuck me if there is passion involved” I answered.

As the mirth vanished from his face he looked at me with a puzzled expression before inquiring, “What do you mean by, passion?”

“Kissing bro, major oral action, full-on lip locking.” I retorted.

“Whew, I don’t really think I’m into that bro, that’s a step too far for me,” he answered, uncomfortably.

Getting up I walked over to him and said, “Well, those are my conditions buddy.” Staring down at him I continued, “Yes or no, bro?”

As Pier looked up at me uncomfortably, the dilemma of his face was magnificent.

“Get up buddy,” I exclaimed. “Have I let you down thus far?”

Once on his feet he sheepishly replied, “No.”

Moving in I gripped hold of his head. For the first time he offered real resistance but I persevered. I hunted down his mouth as my hands told hold of his head. When we finally locked lips he still resisted me for several seconds. My insistent tongue, however, finally triumphed. As his challenge dissolved the change of direction from him was incredible and soon he was practically eating the skin off my face. After falling onto the sofa we went at it like two horny teenagers kissing for the first time.

Eventually moving through to the bedroom, his t-shirt finally got pulled from his body and when I fell backward onto the bed and lifted my legs up, he pounced on my body.

“I’m going to make you pay,” he said sniggering.

“Fuck the shit out of me,” I replied. And he did.

Apparently, his earlier aversion to kissing no longer presented a problem as his mouth attacked my lips. Pier humped my backside with fervour and meaning as he battered into me. He was finally showing me his masculine dominance. As we wrestled and grappled, Pier thumped my arse with total supremacy. After he finally came he rolled onto the bed next to me, panting like a triumphant warrior in a state of bliss.

Curling up next to him, I began lapping his armpit in a demonstration of submission. As he lay there I moved from one armpit to the other before servicing his cock and balls, as rumbling sounds of satisfaction reverberated throughout the room.

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I was in New York on business and, job finished that day got myself ready for another sexy night out. As Tina I cruised the Greenwich Village bars meeting a variety of men …I am very good looking and dress elegantly but provocatively.

Tonight there was a function at the Silver Swan bar for transvestites and I put on a special red mini dress with black heels. I chose a white lace bra and panties set . My bra settled nicely around my large breasts and panties nestled around my pussy . I rolled on a pair of tan tights with a black seam. Clipped on silver dangly earrings, matching necklace and bracelet. And attached a silver belly stud. There would be many admirers at the function and I wanted my pick of the best lookers.

My makeup I had done carefully and was understated but convincing. I used a favourite perfume to complement my look. I brushed my long ,red, curly hair into how I liked it. Checking in the mirror I looked fantastic I thought and ready to go out.

I put on a black wool coat as it was very cold that night and walked out of my hotel and hailed a taxi which took me to a bar I frequented. I grabbed a bite to eat and had a glass of white wine…Twice I had to fend off guys wanting to hit on me. This I liked but I did not have enough time to have sex with any of them just yet.

Then I headed to the Silver Swan about 9.30pm. On arriving I tipped my driver then , heels clicking, walked in. It was very busy and, as I handed in my coat, I looked around seeing lots of what seemed like ordinary men among lots of ladies, all elegantly dressed and chatting amongst themselves.

At the bar I decided to have a beer. As I sipped it I was approached by various men, all admirers, and clearly intent only on one thing–to get into my panties. One guy stood out though and I sat at a table with him. He was from New Jersey , married with kids, but his family were away on holiday while he stayed to look after his business. We chatted for some time , slowly getting tipsy. His hands were all over me too caressing my nyloned legs and pushing against me when he could.

He suggested going to his SUV for privacy. He wasn’t able to come to my hotel room so that seemed the best option. It was now late so the streets were much quieter. I grabbed my coat and arm in arm with him headed off.

It felt great to be with a hunky guy like this and to know I would submit like the submissive girl I am , to his advances.We got into his 4×4, which was roomy and comfortable. He pulled mt to him and kissed me passionately. I responded in kind and felt my juices flowing. My panties were getting moist as I felt him press against me, his hard cock pressing against my leg.

I caressed his cock through his trousers and he gasped in pleasure, and, at that his hand slipped up my dress and into my tights amd panties and proceeded to roughly pull them both down my legs. I love rough treatment and submitted gladly to his advances.

He pulled my tights right off, tearing the on my heels. My panties were left dangling from one of my heels but I didn’t care as I unbuckled his belt and pulled off his trousers and underpants. He pulled me with strong arms onto his lap, lifted me up and moved me onto his erect cock , then pulled mt already wet ass( now suitably lubed) onto his hard member. My pussy took his cock easily despite its massive length and girth and he started to pump me roughly, fast and hard..

I gasped and squeeled in delight. he unzipped my dress and pulled it off my shoulders, unclipped my bra and grasped my tits as he fucked me..slapping my ass as he did so.I was in heaven and wanted it to go on forever. I could feel his cock twitching inside and after 20 minutes of hard fucking he came in torrents, as did I, his cum shooting deep inside my pussy, and I had a wonderful orgasm, shooting my load all over his stomach. Yet another bareback ride–I must remember to pull on a condom next time, I thought as i felt his juices sliding down my leg out of my dripping pussy, and onto my little panties…

He kissed me hard and passionately and I responded , wanting this to go on. He drove me back to my hotel. It was now 2am and quiet and he agreed to come to my room and stay the night. I had 3 sexy nighties to choose from and couldn’t wait to feel his cock in me again. But that’s for another story…

My ex-Brother-In-Law

Written By: Bill Hudley

My sister Rosetta, and her longtime boyfriend, Nicholas Gioretti, were married almost five years ago. They live in a High-Rise condo in downtown Chicago overlooking Lake Michigan. Rosie is a graphic artist with The Windy City Living magazine, Nick is a Sportswriter with the Trib. I’m her younger brother, Anthony Bernardi, 23, single and soon to be graduate of Northwestern University with a degree in Chemical Engineering.

Everything was going along great with Nick and Rosie until two months ago, Rosie was promoted to Art Director for the magazine and began to stay late at the office every night. Nick would spend most nights at his family’s restaurant, one night after eating his dinner, Nick called me and asked if he could come over, I quickly agreed, Nick is one of my favorite people and one hell of a good looking Italian. 

Yeah, I’m pretty sure that I’m gay. I’ve been out to the bars a good bit, but I’m still a Man to Man Sex virgin. It isn’t that I haven’t had offers, it’s just that I want more than the run of the mill ‘wham bam, thank you Sam” type of sex. I want to care about the guy I finally give myself to. I’ve had a few girlfriends in college but there was always something in my head wanting more. Something different. I’ve known of my attraction to guys forever it seems, but I’ve yet to act on it.

Lately, Nick has complained constantly about Rosie staying late at the office. In our conversations when he would come over to my place, he always seemed frustrated that she thought work was more important to her than being with him.

Although I’ve never heard him say it, I’m fairly certain that Nick was beginning to think that she was having an affair with a co-worker. I’ve wondered the same thing but never spoke of it with Nicholas. I’ve heard of both men and women getting the seven-year itch.

As the weeks rolled by, Nick spent more and more time at my place after work. He and Rosie became more distant with each other and the week before Easter, Rosie told Nick that she wasn’t in love with him anymore and wanted to see other people. Nick was devastated but consented to a divorce, With no children, all they owned in common is the furniture in their leased condo.

The day after Rosie asked him for the divorce, Nick moved all of his belongings out of the condo and into storage. He was really down that night when he rang my doorbell. 

He wasn’t interested in dinner but went straight to my liquor cabinet and poured himself half a tumbler of Johnnie Walker Black. He tossed that drink down in three gulps and poured another. He brought the bottle with him as he moved to the sofa. He just sat there and stared out at the lights of the city, raising his glass frequently. Sometime after 10 pm I got him to the spare bedroom and sat his bottle on the dresser. 

Nick opened his eyes once and looked straight at me.

“You’re a great guy Anthony, I want us to always be friends no matter what happens with Rosie and me.” 

For someone as drunk as Nick was, his words were very clear and not affected by the alcohol in any way. I know he wasn’t faking being drunk, but it was strange that for the moment it took him to say those words, his voice was crystal clear. Then he passed out again.

I managed to get his legs up on the bed, took off his shoes and covered him with a blanket, then went to my room, leaving both doors open so I could hear him if he began to be sick or fell. I lay in bed thinking all sorts of evil thoughts about my sister and the way she has treated Nick. I almost called her after Nick was in bed but changed my mind and decided to let her wonder where he could be. 

Sure enough, the next morning Rosie called and was freaking out about how quickly he had moved his things from their condo.

“So you told him you want a divorce, but expected him to still be there in the condo? I’ll bet that you kept the ring too! 

Well, sister of mine, you’ve really hurt the man you once loved. He came by here but I don’t know where he was going when he left last night.” 

You know this new office romance can’t last. Eventually, you’ll find out he’s got a wife and kids tucked away in the burbs and you’ll be alone again…at least that’s what I think you deserve. You can stop calling here to find Nick, too. Even if he was here I wouldn’t tell you.”

The longer I talked to her the angrier I became. Finally, I just hung up as she was talking about her new love.

By pure luck, I had three days off starting this morning. I went to check on Nick and saw that he was not in bed and I assumed he is in the bathroom. 

“You okay Nick?” I asked loud enough for him to hear me.

“Fuck no, I’m not okay. My wife left me for another man, I have a splitting headache, I’ve called in to take a ‘personal’ day off from work. Plus, I’ve got to find a place to live.”

Nick came out of the bath nude and I felt my heart rate quicken. Imagine a handsome, hirsute Italian man, muscled up in all the right places, with a body crafted by years in the gym. That would be Nicholas Gioretti. I guess I had been staring at him for a while because he smiled, then gave out a sexy little laugh.

“Hey, Tony! Snap out of it man…you’ve never seen a naked man before?

I was mesmerized by his beautiful, naked body. Looking at him made my own cock begin to thicken and start to rise in my loose boxer shorts. Its outline became plainly visible as my cock hardened. 

I have never experienced carnal lust before, the image of Nicholas naked is forever burned into my memory. Seeing Nicholas naked made my mouth become dry and my breathing irregular. At that moment, I’ve never wanted anything in my young life, like I wanted to lie naked in his arms. At that moment, I would have done anything he asked of me.

Nick’s expression began to change as he realized that I had become sexually aroused just looking at his naked body.

“Uh…I..I’ve got to get a grip and go out and find a place to live Anthony. I’m sorry, sometimes I forget that your gay Nick said while drying his hair with a bath towel. 

With the towel covering his eyes I got a good long look at his fabulous body. He’s everything I’ve ever fantasized about. When he stopped drying his hair, I was fully erect.

Embarrassed by my body’s betrayal and stunned immobility by his near perfect body, I turned my head to look away, but

I could still see him in the dresser mirror. I Looked around the room for the door and managed to stumble away.

“Anthony, don’t go. please forgive me, I’m so upset with your sister that I forgot for a moment that you prefer men. I should have covered myself before coming out here. I don’t want to insult or hurt you. You’re my best friend I will do anything I can for you.” 

“I know Nick. I’m sure that you know that you have a great body and how it affects others. Don’t worry, I’m not offended, quite the contrary really. I’m sure that very few gay men have had the pleasure of seeing you completely naked. I feel privileged to have seen you like this. I do admit that I’ve thought about you naked for a long time.”

“Jeez, Tony…I don’t know what to say.”

“It’s okay Nick. There’s nothing more to say, but we really need to stop talking about your naked body, okay.”

He grinned a sheepish little grin. “So does that lump in your shorts mean that you like seeing me naked, Tony?”

Caught red-handed I blushed like a school girl.

“Yes, I’ve never seen anyone with a better body than yours. You are perfection in my eyes, you always have been. Now please, let’s end of that conversation, okay?

Nick wrapped the towel around his waist and did a muscleman pose and we both laughed, The outline of his covered cock was still plainly visible even covered with a towel.

“Okay Tony, I’m very sorry, the last thing I want is to hurt or offend you. we’ll change the subject. Do you have any suggestions about where I can find a nice apartment, Tony?

“Yes I do, just Listen and hear me out before you say no, Nick I’ll be glad to have you stay here as long as you want, take the time to find a place you’re sure you’ll like and want. I’ll be glad to have you here for a while.”

“Are you sure Tony?”

“Positive.”

“I’ll pay half of everything while I’m here then. It’s only fair, plus I’ll treat you to dinner tonight, we can go over to 

Mom and Pop’s place for a great meal.”

Having Nick around for a while, plus eating most of our evening meals at his Mom and Dad’s restaurant was more than a fair trade in my eyes. We stuffed ourselves and walked the four blocks or so back to the apartment.

“It’s the weekend, Tony, aren’t you going out to the bars you usually go to? You don’t have to stay here and entertain me. I’ll be fine here if you want to go out.”

“Have you evr been to a gay bar Nick?”

“Never. Rosie and I married right after college and we never did go out to clubs much. Back then, I liked to dance, but Rosie didn’t, so we just stayed home a lot.”

“Say! If you like to dance why don’t you come out to the clubs with me. If anyone tries to pick you up, I’ll tell them you’re with me.”

“No Tony,..you go and have some fun. I would be miserable company anywhere tonight. Please, go have fun and let me think things out in my head, okay?”

“Sure Nick, I understand. If you’re gonna be drinking please stay in at the apartment. A DUI is the last thing you need now.” 

I left the apartment at 11:30 and drove to a dance club on West Halstead. I danced a with a couple of guys I’ve known for a while, none were boyfriends, just guys that hung out together at the clubs and bars. Though we’ve never really talked about it among ourselves, I’m certain that all of us want to be with someone, someway. 

I slipped into the apartment around two am and saw that Nick was sleeping when I peeked in to check on him. 

I was up early due to a restless night, I kept waking every thirty minutes or so for some unknown reason. As I was pouring my first cup of coffee Nick came in looking like he was hung over. He poured his coffee and sat down without saying a word. I’ve been there so I just let him be and went back to my room with my coffee.

I heard the shower running in Nick’s room and a few minutes later I heard the front door shut. It was odd that Nick left without saying goodbye but with all he’s had to deal with lately, I understand where he’s coming from. Poor guy, I truly feel sorry for him and the rotten way that my sister has treated him.

Nick came back in the early afternoon and looked in on me as I was studying for my final exams. 

“Hey Anthony, take a break for a few minutes, I need to talk to you, okay.”

Pushing back my chair and standing up I asked…”What’s up, Nick?”

“I found an apartment close to the college and I’ll be getting out of your hair in a couple of weeks or so. I can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done for me. You’re a great friend and I love you, Anthony. I couldn’t have made it through the breakup without your help.”

“I hate to see you go, Nick. This place won’t seem the same without you here, but I understand, you’ve got to start your life over now, you sure don’t need your gay, ex-brother-in-law hanging around.”

“Your wrong there, Tony. You’re my best friend and now is the time I’ll need you the most. It’s been so long since I’ve lived alone I’m sure I’ll be calling you to come over. I don’t do ‘alone’ very well as I remember.”

“I’ll miss you, Nick. You’re like a brother to me instead of my-brother-law Let’s set up a dinner date Tony, We’ll go over to Mom and Dad’s restaurant once a week just to catch up and to see each other of course.”

“That will be great Nick. It’s a date.”

The following weekend, we moved Nick into his apartment just off Campus at the University. I was surprised at the neighborhood Nick chose to live in. The apartments were full of college girls and guys. I figure he will have all the neighborhood girls bedded within the first month. In the time I was helping him move I saw enough male eye candy to keep me jacking off for the next month. 

I tried to shake off the sight of those handsome men scurrying about on campus, In just three more weeks I will graduate. I’ll continue on and get a Masters in my field but I’ll do that while I’m working. I have already accepted a position with Midwest Chemicals out near the Mid-Way Airport.

My parents insisted on having a huge party to celebrate my graduation. I dreaded the party because that meant that both Rosie and Nick would be there. The party was to be held at the Gioretti family’s restaurant in downtown Chicago. 

I was relieved when Rosie arrived alone, I had feared that she would show up with her office crush just to make Nick mad. To their credit, they were civil with each other and after the meal, I saw them slip out to the courtyard and they were talking calmly without any drama, thank goodness. I stayed out of their line of sight but I desperately wanted to know what they were talking about. 

While I was watching Nick and Rosie, one of my older female cousins grabbed me and pulled me to the dance floor where she proceeded to embarrass the devil out of me. She was much too old to be ‘dirty’ dancing with her youngest cousin.

I left a bit midnight, afraid that Nick and Rosie had reconciled since saw them leave together. I tried to tell myself to keep out of their business but it hurt like hell to see them back together. A bit of the green-eyed monster on my part I’m sure. 

I opened the apartment door and was surprised to see Nick sitting there watching TV. I guess I had that ‘deer in the headlights” look, expecting Rosie to appear any second. Nick laughed, “Calm down Tony, she’s not here.”

I know I blushed but I said…

“I’m glad to hear that Nick. She’s my sister but what she did to you was unforgivable in my mind. I saw you and Rosie having a quiet conversation, I was sure that you two made up.”

“We did have a good talk and Rosetta did apologize to me for all that has happened. But we left it at that. She’s not seeing the man from her office anymore and she did ask if there was any possibility of my forgiving her. Of course, I forgave her but I made it clear that we would not be getting back together as a couple.”

I let out a big sigh of relief when I heard Nick chuckle.

“Relax Tony, I can only handle one Bernardi at a time and at present, her brother and I are best friends. I’m not looking for a woman now, A good friend is all I want or need for the time being and I have that with you, Anthony.”

Nick stood up from the sofa and walked the few steps to my chair. He pulled me up and hugged me to him.

“You’re a good man Anthony, no one could ask for a better friend. Thank you.”

It was almost seven PM when I got back to the apartment the evening following the ‘Graduation Party’ I had done well on my exams and I finished in the top five percentile of the class.

I was feeling great about being through with my undergrad work. I’ll take a few days off before I start post-graduate work.

Knowing that I would be later than usual getting back to the apartment Nick had ordered a Pizza and we ate and talked our way through the extra large pie.

After cleaning up the pizza bones and straightened the kitchen Nick called out to me as he came into the living room.

“I was thinking about watching a movie, will this do?” he asked as he reached under a sofa cushion and handed me a hardcore porn CD.

I was completely stunned!

“So Tony, you wanna watch this with me?”

What are you doing Nick? Are you deliberately trying to be gay”

“Argh!  You Anglo Saxons and your labels! In Italy, young girls and unmarried women are chaperoned everywhere they go. It is imperative that the female be a virgin on her wedding night. Consequently, young Italian men have no sexual outlet other than accepting the advances of the older, married women whose husbands have been inattentive. Often young men turn to each other for sexual release. 

Homosexual activity in male Italian youth is not out of the ordinary. Some remain gay, more marry and raise families and never think about those encounters with other young men.

Here in America, it is different, young men can meet and have sexual relations with just about anyone they choose other than young Italian girls. 

Having sex with you would not be my first time with another male. Growing up, my male cousins and I had sexual relations often. Young boys just want to enjoy the feeling of climax, and will work tirelessly to achieve it.”

As Nick pushed his jeans down his thighs and stepped out of them, naked and with a leaking erection I fell to my knees before him. I took in a deep breath as I breathed in his scent, an aroma like no other I have ever known. His cock oozed pre-cum as I took in his manly scent.

“I’ve never thought about ‘gay guys’ until I started spending time with you, Tony. All I knew was that gay guys like to have sex with other guys. I’ve tried to learn more about it because of you and our friendship. You’re a great friend Anthony, you took me in when I needed someone to care about me. I just want to know and understand you better.”

I was surprised and a bit in awe of him, I’m amazed that Nick, a straight Italian stud of a man, who could bed just about anyone he pleased, male or female, would want to learn more about guys like me and why we prefer to be with our own, sexually.

“Before we go any further Tony, you should know that I’ve been to Boy’s Town three times lately. I’ve had anonymous sex there each time I went, I got a glory hole blowjob each time. I can’t deny that each time it felt fantastic. Knowing there is a complete stranger on the other side with your cock in his mouth is truly exciting.

I know that you like to look at my body and to be honest, I like the fact that you think me to be sexually attractive. I want you to understand Tony. I went there to those places to see if I could actually do it. It’s all so new to me and I don’t want anything at all to come between you and me as friends. I was afraid that if you and I tried it and either of us hated it, it wouldn’t hurt our friendship.’ Can you understand that?

“I need sex, Tony. Watching a guy suck my cock is a huge turn on. In an odd and freaky way, it even makes me feel closer to you. Do you think that someday…not now…but someday do you think…aw hell Tony, do you think that we ever could do that together.”

I was dumbstruck, I couldn’t speak.

“C’mon Tony, say something…I need sex at least a couple of times a week, more if I’m lucky…and you, you need someone too. I’m not asking you to suck my cock. I want to lie in bed with our naked bodies pressed together. Your smooth nakedness is so different from me, you’re such a turn on for a hairy ape like me and you are so lean and smooth. 

Right now, I’m certain that it will be a cold day in hell when I trust a woman again Tony, but I know that no matter what the situation, I know I can trust you to have my back.

Hmm, that’s another thing. What will we need to do to try anal sex? Do you think you could do that with me? One of the guys that gave me a blowjob wanted me to fuck his butt but I refused. I remembered you saying that you had to care for the person you’re with. Now with my life so recently turned upside down, you’re the only person I truly care about that way. I know it’s strange and maybe a little perverted, but I am curious.”

I was so dumbfounded that I fell back onto the sofa. Nick’s voice asking if we could ever have sex together kept running through my mind.

“Now what do you say about this movie, Anthony, you want to watch it with me or not?”

I had some classwork that had to be done as well as some time alone needed to digest all that Nick had just said. 1 asked him to wait for an hour while I finished up a final edit of my resume. 

What I really did was to try and think things out about the movie. Like Nick, I really don’t want to do anything to cause trouble with our friendship. On the other hand the possibility that my first gay sexual experience would be with Nick, the man I’ve dreamed about and fantasized about for years made my cock rock hard in seconds.

When I returned to the living room Nick had the movie loaded and ready for the DVD. I sat down as on the sofa with Nick but at the other end as far from his as the sofa would allow.

“How are we gonna kiss you with you that far away, Tony.?”

“KISS ME!”

“Yes, Doofus, you! Haven’t you figured out by now that I want us to try this man sex thing together? I already love you as my Brother-in-law, er…correction, my soon to be ex-brother-in-law and my best friend. If we can work out this sex thing we’ll be untouchable Tony. After Rosetta, I’m done with women. I know that no matter what, I can always trust you to be my friend. It’s you I want to be with Anthony.”

Looking over to Nick I nodded slightly. “Okay, Nick we’ll try it. But I would really rather not use the movie, let’s just go to bed and see what happens between us. Anything we do will be a first for me. I can hardly wait to lay down beside you.”

Nick jumped up and reached out to pull me off the sofa. He led me to my bedroom and started unbuttoning my shirt while I reached for the top button on his jeans. Nick ripped off his tee shirt as I pulled mine free. Stepping closer, Nick Stared into my eyes and put his arms around me and pulled me tightly to him. A tremor raced through my body as our chests touched. Nick pulled me even closer and kissed my neck just below my ear.

“Relax Tony, it’s just me, Nick.

I knew before he released our hug that this was going to work out. Both of us had raging hard cocks grinding against each other. Nick began to lean in toward me and I saw his eyes close just before his tongue traced along my lower lip. I opened to him and we both moaned in delight as all sorts of fireworks played in my brain.

We lay on the bed, each still hard and each still in our jeans. I was on my back and Nick lay partially on my side and chest. 

“Wow! Anthony! That was some kiss, my shorts are already drenched and we’ve just kissed once.”

Having realized a long-held dream of making out with Nick I moved from under him and lay on top of him…my lips searched out his hard nipples and I lightly bit and tongued them making his back arch and his hand held my head against his hard nipple.

“Anthony! Are you sure you’ve never done this before, I’ve never been kissed like that in my life! Come, we need to get out of these jeans, I want to kiss and taste every inch of you.”

I actually gasped when I pushed Nick’s jeans over his hips and let them fall to the floor where he stepped away from them. Pulling me up from the bed he pushed my jeans to the floor and knelt in front of me as he inspected my cock. Without touching me he inspected my throbbing, drooling cock as it bobbed near his face. He looked up at me and gently wrapped his fingers and hand around it. Another clear pearl of pre-cum oozed from my slit, with a forefinger he wiped the pearl away and touched it to his tongue.

As he stood, I reached for him and took his substantial cock into my hand. A shiver of excitement coursed through my body as I held my prize in my hand…Nick’s magnificent seven-inch cock throbbed in my palm. It must be at least seven inches in circumference as well that much in length. My fingers didn’t meet as I slowly began to jack him, but Whatever it’s size I know that it will be perfect for me. 

“I’ve wanted to do this with you since that first time you came to our house to take Rosie out for a date.”

Keeping my eyes locked with his, I leaned over and licked the pre-cum just about ready to slide down his corona. My tongue swirled a few times around his crown until I slowly took him inch by inch as my mouth made love to his beautiful cock. I was surprised that I didn’t gag due to his size, I just slowly took all of him into my throat inch by inch and began making swallowing motions like I’ve seen in the porn videos.

Nick cried out and held my head as his hips involuntarily jackhammered his cock in my mouth. I soon discovered the man scent at his crotch, so manly and intoxicating. I wrapped an arm around his hips and encircled his perfect little butt to keep him from falling onto the bed.

“OH GOD Anthony! I never knew anything could feel like this. I see what you mean when you wanted it to be someone you cared for. I’m going to try and do that for you, I want to do this for us, Anthony. We’ve taken a new direction tonight. I’m learning to love you in a new and different way.

He gave me another toe curling kiss before he started moving down my body. The things he does with his lips and tongue drive me to distraction. Several times we’ve eased back to keep our impending orgasms at bay. 

Nick spent a lot of time kissing and licking my mid-section and the flat lower stomach between the navel and my pubic bush. When he put his hot, wet mouth on my hipbone and sucked it there I almost lost it. I never had a clue that my hip would be a hot spot making me even wilder for him.

His lips rested just above the base of my cock. I heard and felt him taking a deep breath to smell and taste me there. Without moving his head he took my cock in hand and held it against his cheek. Gently his tongue lapped at my shaft. He began to move about and at every position, he kept my hard cock in hand and against his closed lips.

With my cock still in his hand I heard Nick gasp he rolled my testicles over and between the fingers on his other hand, It was me gasping when Nick sucked a testicle into his warm mouth, I moaned loudly, calling his name.

Emboldened by his exploration of my body he took a firm hold of my cock and stared into my eyes as he pulled it down to touch his lips. His eyes were halfway shrouded and I could see that he is caught up and completely mesmerized by the absolute power of a man’s cock as it nears orgasm.

Nick was on auto-pilot, he knew what he had to do next. He knew that this was his big test. Could he take my cock into his mouth and satisfy my long-held dream? Closing his eyes and opening his mouth Nick took the corona of my cock into his hot mouth. We both moaned as my cock continued its slow, inch by inch journey into Nick’s mouth. Once my cock was inside his mouth and throat Nick’s eyes flew open and he looked triumphant as he eagerly began sucking my engorged cock. He was now past being concerned about the social bugaboos associated with two men enjoying each others mind and body. I could tell that Nick seemed to enjoy sucking my cock. As I felt my orgasm begin, I pulled him off and up to lay with me, I wasn’t ready for this to end. 

I could taste my cock in his kiss, Lying face to face I molded my body against him and held him there, both with semi-erect cocks jutting out from our well-spent bodies 

After Nick’s trip around my body, every nerve in me tingled and throbbed. I wasted no time in moving to his crotch, I pried his hard cock away from his lower stomach and quickly sucked him into my mouth. Every nerve circuit in my body was on overload as I sucked all of his hard, fat cock deep into my mouth. On the third try, his glans slipped down my gullet and I had all of him inside me. 

In just moments he was urging me to pull off before his orgasm came. His pleading only served to make me suck and bob on his cock faster. I was a male rut, nothing he could do or say at that moment would sway me from drinking his semen from his impending orgasm.

I moaned again as his semen filled my mouth, I tried hard to get it all but some leaked out of my lips and fell on his churning testicles. Nick’s body tensed under me and he screamed my name as his semen filled me. 

I’m not sure if we passed out or we just dozed off once Nick’s body relaxed and stopped quivering. It was after one AM when Nick rose from the bed to go to the bath. I was sitting on the edge of the bed when he came back into the room.

“Are you okay Nick? I asked

“I’ll have to tell you later Tony, my muscles are sore from that unbelievable orgasm. We’ll have to wait a while but I want you to feel what I felt Tony. That was simply amazing, I had no clue that any two men could create such sexual satisfaction together. 

“Any regrets Tony? 

“ No regrets, Nick, we’ve answered the questions about us having sex and it not ruining our friendship. I feel closer to you than ever but it is so much more than friendship I’m feeling.”

We moved to the kitchen and each drank a glass of water. As we stood there, both naked, and looking at each other, we got the giggles and wound up on the sofa laughing like two Hyenas. The giggles subsided into a hugging and kissing session as we lay on the sofa. 

“I’m so glad I waited Nick, I’ve had the best now, I’ll never need anyone else. But I do feel the need to kiss you right now. This is so much more than I ever dreamed it could be.

I’m yours for the taking Nick, anytime, anywhere.”

“Then you’re okay with us doing this Tony, it isn’t too weird for you.?”

“Yes Nick, we’re okay, we’re still best friends and now we’ve added off the chart, super hot, man to man sex to our friendship. What we have now is more than a friendship I know but there’s no need to name or label it yet. 

“This is new, it is something that is just ours, Nick, it’s just between you and me. My only problem now is that I want to hug and kiss you all the time now.”

“We need to recharge for a few hours, Tony. Let’s go to bed and sleep wrapped up in each other’s arms.”

We decided to sleep in Nick’s room because his sheets weren’t soaked with our sweat and semen. Once we were in bed, Nick spooned up to me and put an arm over my side and held me close to him as we slept. 

It was nearly nine AM when we woke on Sunday Morning. I had been awake for more than an hour, I know it must have been fifteen minutes or more that I lay in bed watching my beautiful Nick sleep. Yes! He is mine now. Jeez, I love saying that. 

I left our bed and made coffee, picked up the Sunday Trib from the front door and I was scanning the front page when a very sleepy, tousled-haired, Nicolas Gioretti came into the kitchen. He didn’t utter a word, he just walked to me, knelt on one knee and hugged me to him as I sat in the chair. He looked up to my eyes and leaned in a kissed me with his lips closed.

“Good morning Tony, I hope you are as satisfied with what we did last night as I am. I never knew it was possible for two men to create such unbelievable sexual pleasure. No…it’s more than just pleasure. Our orgasms were both physical pleasure and exquisite emotional feelings toward each other. I’d say that for first timers, we did pretty good together Tony. Of course, we’ll have to practice that a lot. Two or three times a day out to be just about right, don’t ya think?

When I stood up to get more coffee, Nick rose with me and pulled me into his arms. 

“I think I may be ruined, Tony. All I want to do is take you back to our bed and start last night all over again.”

“We need food and a bit of fresh air before we restart what we did last night, let’s go find a nice Sunday Brunch place and maybe take a short walk on the Beach at the Lake. Then we can go back to the apartment and see if we can remember all the things we did last night.”

“Okay Anthony, we’ll do whatever you wish. I’ll call Mom and we’ll have our brunch with them. Then a brisk walk at the Lake. After that, it’s my turn and I want you in my bed, naked and ready to make love.”

“Love? Nick?”

“Yes, I said love Anthony. Isn’t that what we did last night.?

Nick was quiet, he just sat there staring into my eyes, waiting for my answer.

“Yes Nick, than is exactly what we did.” 

After a wonderful brunch at his Mom and Pop’s place we walked the lakefront for a bit then hailed a cab to take us back to the apartment in Edison Park. Once we were back home, Nick went into his old room and shut the door. A few minutes later, he emerged wearing nothing but a condom. I had to laugh, Nick, my dream man for more than ten years is coming on to me. 

He’s kissing me, feeling me up and rubbing his body all over me. When he knelt to mouth my cock through my jeans, I shed my shirt and tee and slithered out of my jeans in five seconds. Seeing Nick’s beautiful body has my cock rising to the occasion. Before I was fully hard, Nick was on his knees as he sucked me deep into his throat. 

Feeling his urgency I knelt with him and we lay out on the floor in the sixty-nine position and began our mutual satisfaction. This was a new and unexpected development. Neither of us could concentrate on giving the other pleasure due to the pleasure received by our partner. After only a few minutes Nick stood and pulled me up with him and we went back to his bed again.

Emboldened by last night’s success, Nick moved between my legs and took my cock deep into his throat in only two strokes. Once he got into his rhythm I felt his fingers straying to my anus, lightly fingering my wrinkled opening there. From some hidden place, he produced a tube of lube and began to ply two fingers in and out of my rectum. I must admit that his fingers did feel good teasing me there.

After a particularly long kissing session, Nick raised my legs up against my chest and slowly worked his way inside me with those two fingers again, When he turned his finger inside me and stroked the prostate gland I screamed loudly.

“Jeez, Nick! What was that? Do it again…OH MY GOD, More! More fingers. Play with my ass, Nick. Oh, fuck that feels so good.”

With more lube and more fingers Nick managed to loosen my rectal muscles as he kept his fingers playing in my butt. When he added the fourth finger and had my hand in him up to my thumb, I pushed back on his hand as he moved his fingers inside me. 

Nick withdrew his hand and left only one finger to stroke Tony’s prostate gland. Tony moaned and raised his hard little butt in the air and his face on the mattress. Nick leaned forward and whispered in his ear,

“I’m going to fuck you now Anthony, It will hurt at first but you’ll love it in just a few minutes.”

Due to his preparations, Nick’s corona easily slipped inside Tony’s rectum. His gasp stopped me and I held us as still as possible. I sweet talked to him telling him how wonderful he is, how he never knew that we could do such wonderful things together. When I felt a gentle tug on the back of my thighs I knew Tony wanted more of my cock inside him.

Slowly I fed my throbbing cock inside him, he never complained and when I ground hard against him at the limit of my penetration Tony’s eyes opened in surprise. He knew he all of me now. 

I remembers what a new friend had once told me about anal sex. 

“Once a man gets his nut with a hard cock deep inside his butt, he will be hooked for life. The only feeling better than fucklng your dream man is getting your nut while a hard cock is pounding your ass. Nothing else, no one else will ever do from that moment on.

Through all of this, it was Tony that was the vocal one, giving directions.

“Fuck me hard Nick,.Bust my butt, fuck me, Tony. Do it, fuck me HARDER!

Oh Jeez, Nick…it’s starting…CUM WITH ME…Oh, Nick…JEEZ.

“You’re so good Tony! You gotta do this to me.”

“JEEZUS TONY I’ gonna cum TONY! I’m gonna cum, I feel it. KISS ME, OH FUCK…nothing ‘s ever been like this Tony. FUCK ME, LOVE ME…aw damn Tony…I’m cumming…holy fuck…TONY!”FUCK ME Nicky…oh god, at last, you’re mine all mine OH fuck we gotta do it again.”Both of us were completely frazzled. Completely spent in the soaring sensations of our newly found passion and our overwhelming desire for each. We lay facing each other, each drenched in sweat, our hair plastered to our skin. I can’t remember ever being so completely tired as well as being so completely satisfied. 

“Uh…Nick?

Yeah, Tony…

“You still think you need that apartment over by the College” Campus?”

“We’ll go over there when we can walk again…you need to see it, we can either stay here or move, but we’re gonna be together no matter where we are.”

The Beginning.

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I went home drained after unloading so much of myself into Kim in the suv. I had said good bye to her at her door and was driving home. I got home at a decent hour and went to bed. The following day at work I could only think about how wild a time we had together and began fantasizing about the whole affair when my cell phone went off.

Amazingly enough, it was Kim sending me a text inviting me to her place that evening for a barbecue and to sit around the pool in her back yard. After work I went home and changed, putting my swim trunks on underneath a pair of shorts and ditching my shirt and tie for a t-shirt. I arrived at her place about 5:30 p.m. and she answered the door wearing a yellow pastel bikini. I hadn’t realized how curvy she truly was until I saw those big boobs of hers poking over the top of her bikini. It was then I heard another girl’s voice.

A rather shapely well tanned girl with long black hair appeared and introduced herself as Julie. She was also wearing a bikini but hers was turquois blue. She also had a substantial large set of breasts poking out of her top as well. Julie said, “Well now that he is here lets go out back and get whats left of the sunshine.” Kim and I followed closely behind Julie as she lead us through the house to the pool in the backyard. 

The girls laid down on their lounge chairs. Kim rolled over on her stomach and undid her bikini top strings, Julie remained sitting up but was rubbing down around her crotch. I could tell immediately that she was a shemale too. Two hot ladies in the open, next to a pool with sun gradually going down was like a dream. Julie stood up, grabbed a beer from an icebox lying next to Kim and handed over to me. I was a bit nervous and very much aroused with two gorgeous beauties around me in bikinis. She then started walking towards the pool and suggested me to join. 

Without thinking much I took off my tshirt, shorts and walked towards the pool while Julie jumped inside the pool. I sat on the edge with my legs hanging inside water and beer in my hand. Julie was near other edge of the pool and was floating on her back. My eyes were appreciating her big boobs and nice legs all this time. Within couple of seconds she started to head in my direction and got on her feet right next to me. Pool was about 4 and a half feet deep where I was sitting. She came close and kept her hands on my thighs with her eyes staring in my eyes. She had a very sexy and seductive smile all this time and she started rubbing her hands on my thighs. I was hard in a flash and kept my beer on the side while Julie’s hands were shifting from my thighs to my back. As soon as she reached my back, she pulled me inside the pool with a short loud laugh.

She did not waste any time and hugged me while pushing me against the wall of the pool. Next thing I realized was her hands cupping my butts and her fingers trying to tease my ass over my swim trunks. She started to gently kiss my cheeks and kept moving towards my lips. After couple of kisses on my lips she started sucking my lower lip with one of her hand then aggressively rubbing my ass crack up and down. I could feel her monster cock growing against my stomach while all this was happening. 

My hands were on her back and I was trying to suck her lips whenever I had a chance. While I was rubbing her back with my hands, I felt Julie’s tongue enter my mouth and must have explored every corner of my mouth in few seconds. She was rubbing her cock on my stomach with her aggressive pelvis thrusts. While all this was going on I felt someone’s legs slide in the pool on my each side. Before I could see who it was, I felt someone grabbed my hairs and turned my head. It was Kim sitting nude on the edge of the pool and as soon as my face was half way around, she leaned forward and started kissing me. Julie stepped back and turned me around and I was facing Kim while we were still kissing. Kim then moved her hand to the back of my head while our tongues were rubbing each other. 

Julie took off her her bikini and pushed me tight against the wall of the pool and hugged me tight from behind. Her fingers started playing with my nipples while she started sucking and kissing my neck. I was able to hear Julie’s heavy breathing and light moans on my neck while her long and fat cock was grinding against my ass over my swim tanks. The feeling of Julie’s boobs on my back and her cock rubbing against my ass got me to the edge and was getting hard to not cum. 

Kim then broke the kiss and pushed my head down on her cock with one hand while she held her cock up with other. Her cock was not extremely hard but was still long and thick. She forcefully pushed my head down as soon as my lips touched her cock. She then forced my head up and down few times with her strong grip on my hairs. I felt the blood rushing into her cock and it was getting stiff very quickly while it was getting taller every passing moment. I started moving my head up and down on her cock and she then leaned back with her hands resting on the group behind her back. My mouth was going up and down gently on Kim’s cock, Julie lowered my trunks with her hands up to about knee height and then lowered them further onto the pool floor with her foot. She then spread my legs by pushing my feet apart using her feet. I felt her hand pressing against my ass and rubbing it. Julie held my hairs with her other hand and pushed my head down all the way until Kim’s cock disappeared in my mouth. This continued for few seconds until Julie started pushing one of her fingers in my ass and started finger fucking me. The feeling of a moving finger in my ass was a little weird at first but I started enjoying it in no time. Julie then moved another finger in and eventually 4 of her fingers were screwing me while I was getting an expert on sucking a cock. 

Julie then left my hair and removed her fingers from my ass. I kind of knew what was going to happen and was very nervous. She came behind me, held onto my waist and started grinding her rock hard cock on my ass. She then held her cock with one hand and started teasing my ass by sling her cock head up and down in my ass crack. This continued for a minute or two before she spread her legs a little and placed her cock head on my rear opening. She gently started pushing it in. The water in the pool was serving as good lubricant. After Julie handed me the beer earlier, this was the first time she was being gentle with me and was very slowly trying to push her cock head in me. She must have been an expert in popping cherries as she knew exactly how my ass would get ready for her cock and she was not fighting that. The fear of huge monster trying to trespass was gradually turning into excitement and my sphincter was starting to relax. Julie was not pushing any harder but her cock started to cover more ground within few minutes. She was still holding onto my hips with one hand and her cock in other. Her cock head finally made it inside and was a little painful. She immidiately paused there and held my hips with both of her hands. While her cock head was resting in my rear, I was getting abrupt with sucking Kim’s cock. 

Kim probably did not like that as she slapped me on my face and called me bitch. She then grabbed my hair, held my head still while she started thrusting her hips to fuck my face. Kim was getting very aggressive and was fucking my mouth very fast with grunts and moans out of her mouth. Julie was taking her time to settle her big piece of meat in my rear and was gradually pumping it a little bit until she got all if it inside of me. She gradually started to increase pace and was pulling more of her cock out and in with every thrust. At times I felt her balls were touching mine in water. The sound of water being moved between me and Julie kept getting louder as she kept increasing pace. 

Kim’s thrusts were getting faster and her moans louder. I could feel her cock swelling inside my mouth and the tempo getting a little abrupt. Within seconds Kim unloaded in my mouth and again leaned back while she kept moaning with pleasure. My mouth was full of her semen and I felt few shots draining down my throat while I spit the rest of it out on the floor. Julie was not bothered with what was happening around her and was screwing me as if it was her last fuck. She then suddenly pulled her cock out and turned me around to push me back against the wall. She then held my neck with one hand and asked me to raise my legs. I kept my elbows on the floor around Kim’s thunder thighs and raised my legs up. Julie then left my neck and pulled my legs up and placed them on her shoulders. My mid half was still under water and Julie then stepped forward. That pushed my legs against my chest and that raised my ass up a little bit. Her cock was vigorously searching for the hole and after couple of unsuccessful attempts Julie placed it on my hole and pushed it all the way me with a single stroke. She immediately picked up pace and was screwing my ass mercilessly again.

While Julie was fucking me hard and fast, Kim leaned forward and turned my head around to kiss me. We were kissing each other very passionately while she was also pinching and playing with my nipples. I felt very exciting sensation in my nipples for some reason. Julie’s fat cock was rubbing my prostate and it was getting very hard for me to hold myself anymore. Within few minutes my cock shot a huge load in the water. I kept cuming for more than 30 seconds with every thrust of Julie. It did not take long for Julie either and she finally unloaded in my ass. I felt as if a very warm jelly being discharged in me. Julie was moaning and kept pushing her cock in and out of me slowly for few minutes while she kept cumin in my ass.

She then finally pulled out her cock very slowly and let my legs land on the floor again. She stepped forward, cupped my butts in her hands and started sucking my nipple. She was licking and biting on it as well. Kim broke the kiss and started licking the inside of my ear. She whispered that I am her bitch from now on. Julie moved from my nipple to my neck and then to my mouth to suck my lips. After breaking the kiss Julie thanked Kim for sharing me. Julie also told me that they will not be gentle next time as they are going to tie me up to slap my face and ass. It was almost dark by then and we enjoyed the barbecue for a little bit all naked in the backyard.

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Gardener

Written by B.J. Smyth

I sit at my desk in the study, switch on my computer, and stare at the screen whilst the software loads. I’m still wondering how I can get Jacob into bed; his body is so hot, I want him. The computer is ready, so I spend the next couple of hours working on my review of the latest movie I watched, trying to keep focussed on my writing, although my mind keeps wandering to Jacob and what he would like naked. After two hours, I decide to have a brief sleep due to the rough night I had. Laying on the bed in my boxers and T-shirt, my thoughts drift back to Jacob as my eyes flicker and close, the lack of sleep catching up with me.

Suddenly, I see him standing at the bedroom door, his body still sweaty and dirty, his hair swept back from his face. He stares at me laying on the bed, his gorgeous, green eyes looking down from my face to my groin.

     “I knocked and there was no answer, but the door was open so I came to find you,” he says as he steps into the bedroom.

     I lay still on the bed, frozen, surprised to see Jacob. Looking down my body, I see my seven-inch, uncut cock hard as hell, standing to attention through the opening in my boxers. Pushing it back into my shorts, I jump up from the bed.

     “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you knock.” My voice trembles with a mix of excitement and embarrassment.

     Jacob walks over, standing so close I can feel the heat from his sweating body against my skin.

     “No need to be sorry,” he says, his eyes fixed on mine I’m unable to look away as I stare back at him.

     His hands slide around my waist as he pulls me roughly against him, my hard cock pressing into him. I feel his lips, hot and wet, touch mine. They taste of sweat. As he kisses me, his tongue licks my lips, then slips into my mouth, tangling with my tongue as he explores inside of my mouth. He pulls away, then slides my T-shirt up my body and takes it off over my head. His hands slide down my back and slip under the waistband of my shorts. The skin on his hands feels rough as he grabs my arse, pulling my cheeks apart, he hugs me closer.

     He softly nibbles and kisses my neck. I slide my hands around his waist, my smooth fingers gliding over his sweaty body, giving him the sign to continue. He bites my ear lobe and stretches it away from my ear, his breath hot as he breathes. His fingers slide between my arse cheeks, searching out my hole, he circles it with one finger whilst he continues biting my neck. I collapse against him as my body gives in to the pleasure from his fingers and pain of his bites. My cock now throbs against him, making my shorts wet as pre-cum leaks from the head.

     “Is this what you want, Mr Finlay?” he whispers into my ear.

     “Yes,” was all I could reply.

     My body shivers as his finger pushes deeper into me, circling and stretching my hole with each twist. His mouth returns to mine, kissing me as my fingernails dig into his back, pulling him tighter to my body, his sweat and dirt rubbing off onto my chest as we writhe together passionately, the intense smell of his sweat turning me on even more. Moving from my mouth, he kisses down the side of my neck as he lowers himself to his knees. His tongue licks down my chest and belly until his face is in front of my cock. He pulls my boxer shorts to the floor, my hard cock pointing towards his mouth. I feel his tongue lick the shaft before circling the head, my pre-cum mixing with his saliva as his mouth slides over the head. I let out a loud moan of pleasure, grabbing his hair. His tongue plays with my cock as it slides in and out of his mouth.

     I grip my hands tight to his long, black hair as I thrust my cock into his mouth, my breathing getting heavier with each push. His hands slide up the back of my legs as his fingers push between my arse cheeks, entering my hole as my cock continues thrusting in and out of his mouth. I feel my balls tightening as I reach the point of no return, I ram my cock deep into his mouth as the cum explodes into his throat. He sucks my cock dry as he swallows my load. I hold onto his shoulders to steady myself as my legs tremble with pleasure from the orgasm.

     Jacob stands up and hugs me tight, kissing me, and I taste my cum in his mouth.

     “Bend over and put your hands on the bed,” he says in a deep, demanding tone.

     I do as he says and place my hands on the bed, my arse bare and open to him. I love a man who takes control. I feel his rough hands gliding over my arse, then his wet tongue circling my hole, his hands pulling my cheeks apart so he can lick deep, pushing his tongue into my hole. After a while, he stands and I hear him undoing the zip in his cargo pants. I know what is coming next, the cock I have been aching for in many dreams. His cock head pushes between my cheeks; it feels thick and rigid as he grabs my hips and rams his full length into me. I call out at the pain as his cock rips into me. It must be at least ten inches, but this is what I have wanted for so long.

     He holds his cock deep inside me, allowing my arse to relax, then after a while he pulls out a little then pushes back deep into me. I moan noisily and push back against him, trying to get him deeper inside. He begins with slow thrusts, pulling his cock entirely out of me and ramming it back deep inside me. I moan and grind back against him. This is the fuck I have been waiting for and now it’s happening. His thrusts get faster and he pounds my arse, his cargo pants rubbing against my skin as he grinds his cock deep into me. My hands grip the duvet tight as he fucks me hard.

Isn’t peculiar how a strange gift may sometimes emerge from a beautiful wrapping. Bearing in mind that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Erik was packaged magnificently. I had always found mega masculinity intoxicating, and Erik was ultra-butch. Most people with ‘sexual-orientation paralysis,’ would find it very difficult to believe he was gay. He had the brooding demeanour of a hardliner, with dark hair and dark eyes. Erik was one person you simply did not want to look for shit with. There was a rumour that a former lover of his had been hospitalized years before, after a beating by Erik, but that was never fully substantiated.

We were part of the same circle of acquaintances and a couple named Phillip and Roddy were our common denominators. Roddy and I did business together. P & R, as they were referred to, regularly had manic parties at their home. After the bulk of their guests, ‘not in the know’ had left one of their gatherings, things got pretty hectic afterward and their fuck parties were legendary. I was, ‘in the know but not interested,’ and always left their functions at an appropriate time.

This is where I first met Erik. Hot as he was, I always extricated myself from his company ASAP. I was intrigued by him and had heard that he was unbelievable in the bedroom, but he frightened me. At all the P & R gatherings Erik always had a subservient partner at his side, which always treated Eric with deference, almost as if fearful of him.

A month or so later, I was sitting at a gay bar one Saturday evening when I felt a tap on my back. When I turned Erik stood before me.

“Alone at last,” he said, as he tweaked one of my nipples. He was fully attired in black, wearing a black leather jacket, black t-shirt, and black jeans. Looking as rough as always Erik’s malevolent eyes bore into me. “Can I buy you another beer Wesley?” he asked.

“Sure,” I said, as I glugged the last drop from the bottle I had been nursing. Leaning into me with his crotch rubbing my knee, he ordered two more beers.

Handing me my beer he asked, “Why do you always avoid me at P & R’s parties?”

“Well you always have company,” I said, making a lame excuse.

“You also never stay on at the parties. Aren’t we good enough for you?” He inquired.

“I just don’t do the group thing, Erik, it’s not my scene,” I responded.

After observing me for a long while he said “You know I’m going to fuck you tonight,” as he tweaked my other nipple slightly harder. “Time to find out what you’ve been missing,” he continued smiling salaciously.

Again grinding his crotch into my knee he gripped the back of my head and kissed me hard. Finally breaking apart he challenged me, “Are you up for some tough love?” he asked before lustfully licking my mouth. I was almost beside myself with horniness. Frightened as I was, my arse was twitching in anticipation.

‘One night,’ I thought to myself, ‘what the fuck, it’s just one night!’

I had walked to the bar from my apartment earlier and soon we were in his pickup on the way to his smallholding.

Once there, we stood around talking as we consumed our beers. Out of the blue he commanded, “Time to fuck.”

I was then led by the arm to his bedroom. As we began stripping Erik only got better looking. His body was magnificent and his cock was more than respectable. Walking to his cupboard Erik retrieved a studded leather harness that he put on. He then placed two studded leather bands around his wrists, before finally pulling a leather skullcap over his head. Only his nose, mouth, and ears were visible once the cap was on. Erik then approached me before put an identical skullcap on my head, before a thick studded dog collar was placed around my neck.

I was becoming very nervous and asked, “This isn’t going to be too hectic, is it Erik?”

Leaning in he bit me on my ear. “Two things you should know baby, firstly I’m Master Erik, and secondly, a bitch does as he is told. Slaves don’t make requests or have opinions. Are we clear on that?” he growled.

“Yes Master Erik,” I replied, petrified.

“Now it’s time to teach you some manners,” he said sitting on the bed and pulling my body onto him, with my legs on either side of his left knee. With my torso held down by his left hand, his right hand began spanking me. I began to yelp as the intensity of the spanks escalated to my delight and I was astonished by how powerful he was. Much as I flailed, his vicelike grip held me firmly.

Pausing for a few seconds, he said, “I always thought you were a snooty little bitch. Tonight I’m going to purge all the ‘high and mighty’ shit out of you and you’ll be tamed for good. You can scream as much as you like, but out here nobody will hear you… Besides, I like a noisy bitch and I am going to make sure you make a lot of noise.”

“Please Erik, please don’t hurt me,” I pleaded.

“Who are you addressing?” He yelled.

“Please, sir… I mean Master Erik,” I countered meekly, intrigued by his actions. Grabbing me by the dog collar, he dragged my body onto the bed on my stomach. Sitting on my torso he pulled two restraints from either side of his headboard, before securing my wrist tightly. Additional restraints were then placed around each of my ankles, spread-eagling me on his bed.

As he walked to his cupboard he snarled, “I am going to teach you never to disrespect my name with your cheek ever again.” With a backward glance, I saw him approaching with a thick leather belt.

‘Oh fuck’ I thought, ‘what have I let myself in for.’ I heard a swishing sound followed by a slap, and then a stinging sensation. The fucking pain was unbelievable.

“No,” I cried, “Please Nooo,” I pleaded again, but the punishment just went on and on. I started pissing myself with ecstasy, which drove him to greater heights. Crying out, sobbing, and pleading, I begged for mercy.

“You’ve pissed on my bed you sissy,” he screamed as his arm methodically pounded my arse. Finally, he stopped as my body heaved in delirious agony. I then observed him moving back to his cupboard. I went into shock as he pulled a massive ribbed dildo out of his cupboard.

“Time to open you up properly you prissy bitch,” he said as approached me. I thanked goodness as he began smearing lube on the huge object and on my backside. Wedging the tip of the dildo in my hole I felt the pressure begin to build. Pushing in further and further my manhole began to dilate as the dildo forced me open more and more.

After my whipping, I wasn’t sure what was hurting more, my hole or my butt cheeks. As the huge dildo plunged ever deeper I began howling.

“Scream for daddy you bitch, fuck yeah, scream… scream you fucking bitch!” Erik yelled as he began pumping my sphincter with the thick sex-toy.

Pulling it out a while later Erik delightfully proclaimed, “Fuck yeah… look at that gaping hole. Fuck me, that’s awesome, you bitch, fuck yeah!” before the object then got plunged straight back into me as the hammering escalated.

“Please,” I begged in a prolonged howl.

“Louder bitch… scream louder!” Erik responded as I shrieked in compliance. Pulling the dildo out, Erik jumped onto my back and plunged his cock straight into me. As he fucked me manically he began slapping my face. “Where your manners slut… Why aren’t you thanking me?” Erik yelled.

“Thank you, sir,” I whimpered, as he alternated between slapping and stabbing my butt.

“I didn’t hear you bitch,” he said in a threatening voice.

“Thank you, sir,” I haltingly gasped louder. Erik then really got into full stride and on outstretch arms, commenced bouncing on me frenziedly.

“Aaargh,” Erik growled as he bred my traumatized butt. Slumping onto me after, Erik panted in my ear.

We lay like that for some time before he got up proclaiming, “The time for your final subjugation has arrived.” As Erik began lubricating his hand and arm, I went into a state of shock. Within a minute four of his fingers were churning in my backside. When his knuckles broke through I thought my life had ended. As he began agitating his hand I was gasping in panic. His attack was controlled at first, but before long my arse was being punch-fucked.

In, out, in, out, on and on, he opened me. My gasps and groans turned into grunts as he pulverized my butt hole. His horny moans of approval were totally animalistic. Upon retracting his arm, Erik again jumped onto me and humped the hell out of my backside. When he was done he left the room and I fell asleep from the sheer exhaustion of my ordeal shortly after.

When I awoke in the morning I found that I had been untied and was alone on the bed. Ten minutes later Erik entered the room announcing that breakfast was ready.

I followed him through to the dining room and soon we were enjoying a wonderful meal. After asking me about my plans for the day, I fabricated a story about having been invited out for lunch.

An hour later I was relieved to be back in my apartment. For the next two days my backside felt like it had come off second best in a heavyweight boxing contest. Strangely, as the following week wore on I kept thinking about Erik. An even stranger fact was that when I did so, I got a hard-on.

As I sat in the bar the following Saturday evening I observed him entering. I was about to bale, but before I could even think of doing so he stood before me. I lowered my eyes in submission. Lifting my head with his thumb and his first finger he asked, “Hello Wes, did you think about me this week?”

“Yes,” I replied, feebly.

“Good, and did you get a stiffy when you thought about me?” he inquired. I nodded a pathetic yes.

“It’s not always going to be so hectic, but I had to break you in,” he retorted. Again, I nodded.

“Let’s have a few more beers and head back to my place,” he concluded. 

As I sat in his pickup next to him I had a knot in my stomach and a hard-on in my pants…

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Just recently I had an experience I had to share. I wrote some time ago about my first anal at the hands of a rapist which however how frightening, actually turned out fantastic. I met up with him later and unfortunately the second time was nowhere near the first (To be fair, it had an extremely hard act to follow. My expectations were unreasonable I know – any I digress…) but I’ll tell that story another day. This happened just a couple of months ago and I am still shaking just thinking about it!

A few months ago, some of my coworkers and I were planning a trip to Las Vegas and met over my apartment to finalize the details. It was four of us, all married except myself, called it “the boys weekend.” Now I never thought of any of these guys sexually and I was sure they all were straight. I live a straight lifestyle and no one knows my secret luster for men (well, transsexuals actually) at least I thought. Though I’m still not 100% sure – let me finish the story. While one of my buddies, a coworker -let’s call him Bobby – was in my bathroom I caught a glimpse of him out the corner of my eye. He was looking at one of the magazines I left in the bathroom. Now all of the mags are straight porn (5 in all) but one is all hot black trannies getting banged. I wasn’t sure it was the one until I checked later after they left. However, when I noticed him, he was definitely aroused and was quite uncomfortable when he exited the bathroom and joined us. Bobby is a quiet nerdy guy, small in stature and actually very good looking. Now Bobby, would definitely be someone I would think was gay if he wasn’t married (for what that’s worth anyway). He has an effeminate demeanor and long brown hair and pretty blue eyes with soft facial features. I would have never embarrassed him by exposing him at the time, but when I realized it was the tranny mag that got him hard – I couldn’t stop thinking about him.

Every time I jerked off the rest of the week, I thought about him! I imagine him sucking my dick real gently (like I love it!) and me cumming hard in his mouth, I even imagined me fucking him. His long hair covering his face as I’m holding both of his ankles driving my penis into his ass. The fantasies were so vivid, every time I would see him (we work at the same firm) I would get hard. He never seemed to notice or so I believe but the subsequent events are a little unclear.

Cutting to the chase, we all get the tickets, we’re leaving on a Thursday morning and we’re meeting at Bobby’s house. All of us are there laughing and conversing just waiting for Bobby’s brother to come give us a lift to the airport. Everyone is in the living room and I wandered out to the garage where all the luggage is. Bobby has a beautiful spacious home and a bar – like setup in the garage area. I walked behind the bar and there was like a powder room but with a waist high bench next to it and inside of it near the toilet.  I started to use the bathroom when Bobby came quickly in and shut the door!

I jumped so fast I pissed all over the wall behind the toilet! I said “shit man you scared the life out of me!!” All he did was put his index finger of his right hand too his lips and made a ‘shhh’ noise and with his left hand, he grabbed my penis! His hand was electric and I instantly became fully erect. He whispered something to me (I couldn’t make it out) as he masterfully manipulated my dick while I was literally frozen.

As he did this, he pointed my still peeing pecker towards the toilet. At the same time, he slid in back of me. There is really only enough space for one person in that powder room at a time so he had to press his body hard against my ass to get the door closed behind him. When he did this, I leaned forward and put my hand on the shelf in front of me while he began to fondle me a little faster.  I can’t adequately explain all the sensations going on at one time: 1) his hand is stroking my dick and it feels amazing 2) it’s the guy I’ve been jerking off to for the last two weeks 3) what and how the fuck did we get here??? 4)  scared about being discovered but don’t want to dare stop.

As he’s stroking me, he starts sliding his free hand under my t-shirt and starts massaging my nipples (that are extremely sensitive). I feel his breath on my neck and he’s grinding his groin hard against my butt. Then I just erupted. (I came hard too). Thank goodness for the bench or I would have fell to the floor. I remember gasping but it happened so fast.

I’m feeling pretty lightheaded and he asks me if I’m ok. I don’t remember replying but he let my dick go and put both hands up my shirt and is rubbing all over me. My nipples, stomach, shoulders, back – at the same time he’s grinding even harder into my butt. I put both hands on the wall and push back on him. He’s making sexy little muffled sounds. Bobby’s effeminate nature was evident as he sounded like a girl in heat. As we’re going at it for about another minute or so, my jeans start sliding down and he pushes them down my thighs but pulled my underwear up almost wedgie style. Now he grinding his crotch against my briefs and I can just about feel the length of his dick poking at me. I reached back and felt his bulge. He lifted up on his tiptoes, sliding up on my palm. Then he whispered in my ear “you have a big round sexy ass”

I got a chill through my whole body! I can’t tell you what hearing that did to me. It made me feel so desired. It’s weird I know but as if on autopilot, I grabbed the baby oil he had on the shelf and he undid his jeans. Just like we have done it a thousand times; he put some on his hands as I reached back and massage oil onto his dick, he massaged oil onto my butthole. Now I really couldn’t tell the actual size of his penis but it felt long and very skinny. I can’t be sure because I never seen it afterwards either but I confess that it really didn’t matter to me one way or the other

There was slight pause by him and I thought maybe he changed his mind. Maybe it was too risky or maybe I wasn’t as sexy as he thought at first. That quickly changed as he began to enter me. Now I’ve only been fucked twice (by an actual live cock-countless times by dildo), and the first two times there was no pain. This time it hurt. I tried to relax but the cramp space didn’t help and the situation with a house full of people a few rooms over didn’t make things work any better. However, I wanted this just as much as I ever wanted anything I can remember. I did ask for a little more oil and he put more than enough on us. He was gentle but urgent. Again, it didn’t matter because I don’t remember being hornier at any time in my entire life. When he reentered me, he started stroking away but the additional oil made it feel better. Then it happened…

I felt that total bliss feeling I felt the very first time I was fucked. He had me slightly bent over, both hands on the sink, pants and drawers at my ankles – him fucking away. As he slid in and out of my rectum, it felt like every stroke, tingled every part of my body. Also, at the end (or the beginning) of each thrust I got a massive chill that ran from my nipples and jumped to my balls and inner thighs-just wild awesome! I was drooling again and my eyes were open but I couldn’t really see anything … I heard myself groan, then I felt a massive orgasm approaching when Bobby whimpered breathlessly in my ear “oh fuck” shuttered violently as he came in my ass. I could feel his penis twitching in my bottom and I didn’t want him to pull out so I squeezed my butt muscles and he whispered a yelp and pushed into me even further. Right there I came again… much harder than the first one. My whole body became weak as about three hard waves of pleasure rocked my body. My dick was just spewing cum. I even teared up a little it was so intense. it reminded it me of two things that have been on my mind since I lost my anal cherry. One, the intensity of the orgasm I got from just being fucked that day. It was indescribable and this one was similar. Two, I corresponded with a guy from the west coast who read my first story and told me I would love a hard fucking because he believed I may be submissive in nature. I don’t know how submissive I am, but I really liked being fucked hard by Bobby. Tremendously.

Bobby pulled out and grabbed some towels from an overhead cabinet. He came a lot! It was running down my legs so I squatted right over the toilet and let most of it out. I stood and he wiped my butthole and private parts while kissing my back. He told me that he really enjoyed what we did but better get back to the others. He helped me get dressed and turned me around in the tight space, put both arms around my neck and kissed me full on the mouth like a sexy female. Bobby’s long hair flowed like a model and his eyes looked genuine and caring. His lips were soft and sucking my mouth and his breath was so fresh. I instantly got hard again (my first time kissing a guy, it was hot!)

 After we reemerged no one was the wiser and the trip to Vegas was great. Bobby never as much as directed a seductive glance the entire trip or afterwards. We’ve been alone on several occasions since then but he hasn’t mentioned anything or tried anything sexual towards me. I’m sort of glad in a way because he’s married and I wouldn’t want to be in a complicated situation. I do like his wife and I feel a little guilty. However, I have to admit if he wanted to repeat our session, I’d jump at the opportunity.

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I had arrived that night at my hotel in London. I was dressed in a denim mini skirt with a tight fawn top and a wide black belt. Black pointy toed high heeled boots. Underneath I had put on ivory coloured lace bra and panties with nude tights. I was convincingly made up and my nails were painted a deep red. my red hair was curled and shoulder length.

I decided to have a drink in the hotel bar after depositing my luggage in my room as i had had a very stressful day at work. I sat in the bar demurely showing a lot of shapely leg but maintaining my modesty. I ordered a glass of red wine and started reading a newspaper. The bar was very busy at that time of the evening and I was conscious of admiring glances from men passing by or sitting nearby.

Just as i got my drink a sexy guy who was sitting nearby walked up, sat down and announced ” no point in us both sitting alone is there?” At first I was flummoxed . My voice isn’t too gruff but still needs attention to effect a more girly level. But I’ve been told it is fine nonetheless and passable. But I was terrified.

However he didn’t seem to notice and started asking me about myself: what i did and where I had been et al. I did my best to answer him , even asking him about himself–he was an engineer visiting London on a business trip. He bought a pint and another wine for me and we chatted away, me getting more confident as time went on.

I was conscious of getting tipsy and also that my skirt had started to ride a bit too high. He just laughed when I tried to pull it down, and cheekily caressed my leg just above my knee, feeling the smooth nylon of my leg. I have to say I felt really excited when he did this, and could see that he was bulging in the right place. Yes, he liked me !!

After another drink the conversation became personal and sexed up. He asked me direct if I fancied going up to his room, no strings attached, as he fancied me something rotten–his words not mine. By this time my panties were getting wet in anticipation, and although I had had sex with a guy before it had never been all that satisfying. Did he know I was a TV though?

However , as i hesitated about joining him he said he had been with a crossdresser before and was eager to repeat things. Yes he knew mainly because I had not covered my adam’s apple…Anyway I agreed to go to his room.

We left the bar hand in hand, barely able to keep our hands off each other. In the lift he pulled me close and kissed me, my breasts pushed tightly to him and his hand slipped under my skirt and onto my pussy.. Before he started to pull my tights and panties off I managed to stop him long enough to get to his room.

Inside he held me close and gave me a passionate kiss. I felt his hard cock against my leg as he did this. He pulled my top off and unbuckled my belt. My skirt fell to the floor, leaving me in bra, tights and panties, and black boots. I grabbed his belt and unbuckled it , unzipped his fly and pulled his trousers and pants down. His cock was massive, about 8 and a half inches long and very wide. I licked it whilst caressing his balls gently before taking it in my mouth. I took the shaft all the way in and he started to face fuck me. I was able to accept his cock all the way down my throat without gagging but didn’t want him to cum too quickly and I was conscious he was getting visibly excited. I wanted his cock inside me first.

But before I could do anything he pulled me onto the bed , pulled my boots off then my tights and panties. He lifted my legs up and opened them out then over his shoulders. I was in ecstasy at the thought of this huge cock fucking me hard. As a submissive girl that’s what i wanted and I was not to be disappointed…

He produced some lube and covered his cock and my pussy in it before gently pushing his cock into my eager wet pussy. He held me close as he straddled me, and started to fuck me, slowly at first but then upped the tempo, giving me the ride of my life. I liked it rough and that is what I got…His big cock sent waves of pleasure through me. He continued to fuck me hard for about 20 minutes before I felt myself orgasming, hugely ,as waves swept over me. At the same time he started to cum as I felt his muscles tightening. He came in waves spurting loads of his semen inside my pussy, deep inside me.

We lay there for several minutes, me in his arms. He kissed me passionately and asked me to stay all night. I agreed, anticipating lots more to come. I quickly went to my room for a nightdress and a change of lingerie/tights for morning. I did have work to go to but for the moment my new lover was all that mattered and I wanted so much to please him and be with him as a submissive female.

The rest of that night was wonderful but I will save what happened for another story..

After that first trip to the Twisted Lemon, I became a regular. I’d swing by before the bar opened and that dancer and bartender that fucked me the first time would use me again. It was a great set up, they got regular ass to fuck and as they knew how big a slut I was, they would set me up with friends and other horny bar patrons. I never walked out of that bar without a load or two or more in my ass. 

But one night I had a particularly good time. I’d come in a bit later in the evening and was hanging out watching the dancer hoping I’d get him to fuck me on his break. That boy was always up for a fuck and was always horny but that night was different. I walked out on the patio for some fresh air and struck up a conversation with this little group of guys. 

Two of them were a couple, Mark and Ronny and the third was a guy they just met, Louis. Mark was about my age, mid 30’s and a little taller than me with dark hair and eyes like me too. Ronny on the other hand was a little guy with dirty blond hair and green eyes but his small size didn’t mask his masculinity, this was no twink, he was just a smaller manly man. Louis was a total bean pole, well over 6.5 tall and skinny as a rail with the reddest hair and freckles for days. I bet he wasn’t 175 lbs fully dressed and soaking wet. Louis was more my type and really caught my attention. I’ve always loved tall skinny guys and man did he fill the bill. 

As we started talking, I can hardly keep my eyes off this tall drink of water, he’s a college kid in his second year and not only sexy as hell but smart and funny too. My mind is wondering what’s between those long legs, wonder if his cock matches his body as I watch him leaning against the wall. He’s not showing anything so who knows. As Louis and I were talking, Mark and Ronny started making out and before long, Ronny had his cock out and Mark was sucking it and for a little guy, he was sure packing some meat in his jeans. 

We stopped talking and started watching and as it was just the four of us on the patio, the idea spread and I reached over and popped the button on Louis’ jeans and reached in to check out the merchandise. I wasn’t disappointed, those tall skinny boy’s are almost always hung and he was no different. As usual, I’m in shorts and going commando so as I start to go down on his big cock I open my shorts and let them fall to the ground so I could work my own cock as I sucked off this man. 

Hopefully he will wanna slide that whopper up my ass and really please me. I’m bent over with my back to the other guys and I feel a hand slide across my bare ass. Mark was fingering my ass as he is blowing his man. The hand moves away and soon is back with a glob of spit and he is working it up my hole for a few seconds. I arch my back as I’m getting into this and then his finger is removed and replaced with his lips and he is eating me out. 

“Open up his ass, eat it out good. I knew he was a bottom when he walked up. We’re gonna have some fun with him. You up for some ass?” He asked Louis

“Damn dude, y’all gonna fuck him right out here? What if someone sees us?”

“Three things might happen, ether they make us leave, they hang out and watch or they join in and this whore will get more cock tonight than he planed on. So are you with us? Because as soon as Mark finishes eating that ass, I’m gonna spike it full of my cock”

Louie looks down at me with my mouth wrapped around his cock and I just nod my head that I was up for it. 

“I’m in but I didn’t bring anything to fuck him”

“Don’t worry about any lube, with all that spit Mark is using and the load I’m gonna plant in him, you aren’t gonna need a thing”

Once again he looks down at me and I grin with his cock still in my mouth. Mark’s feeding frenzy on my ass stops and he pulls away and Ronny steps up and starts pushing his big raw cock up my slick ass and with one good push he is balls deep in me.

“Damn dude, to fucking hot. Fuck his ass. Fuck him hard, make him know what he’s in for.”

Louis seemed reluctant at the beginning, got over it quickly. It seemed like his cock got harder in my mouth, he was so turned on. I could see Mark to my side and his cock was out too. He’s standing beside us beating his fat cock just waiting his turn at my ass. 

“Babe, I wanna fuck him too, trade me. I gotta cum and I wanna plant my seed up his slutty hole.”

Ronny jerks his throbbing cock from my ass and Mark pulls it over to meet his cock and he’s soon slamming up my hole. He slammed in so hard and fast that if I wasn’t firmly wedged on to Louis with his cock down my throat, I’d have hit the floor. He was obviously pretty fucking turned on because he was hardly in me anytime at all and he is blowing his load deep up my ass. This is why I loved coming to the place. I never come in that I don’t get fucked by someone, between the employees and the patrons I was getting plenty of cock up my ass. Mark’s load has flooded my ass and his throbbing cock is soon replaced again with his boyfriends cock. 

“I love to fuck some ass filled his thick seed. You’re gonna love this hole when I get finished with it. Fucking little whore probably gets porked all the time. Bet he let’s anyone with a cock fuck him. Slut has a great ass”

Ronny is pounding away at my ass like crazy. Marks load is getting churned deep into my ass and I’m in ecstasy. This is so fucking hot, Ronny’s cock is thicker than Mark’s so the feeling is unreal. His pace is picking up and he’s slamming me harder and harder.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Here it comes, take that load. God you fucking slut, take it”

“Dude, breed him” 

Louis is so fucking turned on.

“Finish him off cuz I’m so fucking close, I need to cum” 

He jerks his cock from my lips as Ronny slides his cock out of my sloppy ass, spins me around and rams his huge cock up my cum filled ass in one fast plunge. Cum is running from my ass and down my legs as his  bigger cock replaces Ronny’s thick meat. I’m hanging on to Mark to keep from falling over as Louis is fucking the hell out of me. I’d planned to get ether the bartender, the dancer or both to fuck me like usual. I never expected this and man was I glad I came out when I did. Two guys have just bread my ass and now a hot n horny college kid is ramming his raw cock into my twice loaded ass, getting ready to breed me for the third time. 

“Come on, give it to me, breed my ass! Fuck me harder, just don’t pull out. Use my ass” I begged. 

“Dude, uh, uh, uh, I love your sloppy hole” he panted as he slammed away up my ass. 

This tall skinny boy was quite the cocksman, he really knew how to fuck some ass. He’s speeding up and fucking harder. He fingers are digging into my thighs as he’s jerking my ass back and forth on his cock using my body to pump his cock.  

“I’m cumming, dude, take that load”

“Breed him college boy” Said Mark as he pinched Louis’ nipple.  

That was all it took and he was shooting that load like crazy, he slammed me back onto his hard throbbing cock one last time and unloaded. So much was leaking from my over used slacked hole that my inter legs and thighs were sopping wet with cum. I didn’t care, I was in piggy bottom heaven. I hadn’t even touched myself since Ronny first slammed his cock up my ass, I was to busy holding on and thinking about the cocks fucking me on the patio. When Louis finally pulled out of me, a flood of spunk pored from my ass and I slowly stood up. 

Ronny and Mark are standing there watching and grinning at me when Ronny said. “What a fucking whore. That was too fucking hot, I love it. I’m guessing this isn’t the first time you’ve done this”

I just grinned at them as I stepped back into my shorts and pulled myself together. 

“As a matter of fact, you’re correct. It’s not even the first time in this bar”I told them about my arrangement with the bartender and one of the dancers and how that happened, which they loved. 

I’d come in to see about a quickie when I met them. They all laughed at that one. When we were all calmed and cooled off they decided we needed a drink and we walked back into the bar and I introduced them to Don the bartender and my normal fuck mate at the bar. They all shook hands and told him that they knew about the little service I provided him and the dancer. 

Louie said,“He may not be up to taking you on today, the three of us just fucked his ass off so he might be a little tired”

Then Ronny said,”That’s to bad, cuz he said you got a huge fucking cock and I’d love to see you fuck this cum dump”

“Well, I did come in hoping I’d get some dick from you but these guys were kind enough to fill my need”

Needless to say a lot of laughter, double entendre and drinks were had. It was a good day at the Lemon.

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At the age of five, I met Coby. We became buddies after that first meeting and would remain best friends from that day onward. A rather comical aspect of our relationship was that my name is Cory, so you can imagine how often our names were mixed up. By the age of fourteen, I knew I was gay, but never mentioned this fact to anyone, especially Coby. At the age of seventeen, however, during our final school year, Coby finally found out I was gay. On the day he found out it was the result of a silly mistake that I normally never made, being very cautious by nature.

We often spent afternoons in one another’s company after school, mostly at my home. The reason for this was that my place was closer to school and therefore served as a watering hole for Coby on his way home.

After I returned from a visit to the toilet that day, Coby was sitting in front of my computer looking at my screensavers. ‘Oh fuck I left my desktop open.’ I realized.

Observing the slideshow of hunky guys, he asked, “Cory… why do you have dudes on your screensavers?” Looking directly at me he then continued, “Is there something I don’t know about you?”

As I stood before him ashen-faced a million excuses race through my mind. Finally realizing that I was fucked, I simply replied, “Yes, I’m gay.”

“Why have you never told me?” He queried.

“I’ve never told anyone,” I answered.

“How long have you known?” he inquired.

“For about four years… I didn’t want to risk our friendship,” I replied, ashamedly, shrugging like an idiot.

“So, gay and straight men can’t be friends?” he asked, incredulously.

“Coby, if people find out I’m gay that will put you in a bad light,” I tried to explain.

“After twelve years of friendship, you should know that I don’t give a fuck about what people think,” he replied, somewhat irritated.

I again shrugged in reply.

After a short pause, he questioned, “Have you ever tried it with a woman?”

“I haven’t even had proper sex with a man, let alone a woman,” I answered.

“Then how do you know you’re gay?” he probed.

“When I look at the guys on my screensaver, the same thing that happens to you when you see a beautiful woman happens to me,” I replied, pleased that the mood in the room had lightened.

With a laugh, he then said, “Well maybe we should organize a blowjob for you, then at least you’ll have tried something with a girl.” We both burst out laughing at his comment.

Joking with him I countered, “I’d rather give you a blowjob than receive one from a female.” I immediately regretting my silly gag as his expression became serious.

Having had enough of the current banter, I tried to return to our former discussion prior to my toilet visit. As I spoke Coby lent back in the chair and observed me with his hands behind his head. During a brief pause, Coby asked, “Would you seriously suck me off?”

I didn’t know how to respond, not knowing if a yes, or no, would offend him. With my mind working overtime I took the middle option, hoping that my reply might bewilder him. “On one condition,” I replied.

“What’s the condition?” he queried.

“Well, you would first have to kiss me. Not a peck on the cheek, but a nice and slow sloppy kiss.” I stated in jest.

“Wow, that’s a bit intimate,” he answered.

“Oh, so having a cock in one’s mouth is not intimate, but a kiss is?” I countered.

Coby laughed. “You got me there, but why a kiss?” he inquired.

“Quid pro quo,” I announced.

“Huh?” Coby uttered.

“Quid pro quo… It’s a Latin term meaning; something for something. You get what you want, and I get what I want.” I replied, mentally chastising myself for getting this ball rolling.

“How long must the kiss last?” he asked.

Coby was somewhat of a practical joker. I felt sure that at any point he was about to laugh and say that he made an ass out of me. A little flustered I answered, “Well, a blowjob takes about five minutes, so I guess about five minutes will do the trick.”

“What if a blowjob takes longer?” he questioned, smiling.

“Well, then you score,” I countered, fully expecting him to start ribbing me.

As I sat on the bed Coby got off the chair and moved toward me. “Get up,” he ordered.

I arose gingerly. When his head enclosed on mine, I instinctively turned my head to the side. Coby placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled my face towards his mouth.

“I want my fucking blowjob, now take your kiss,” he instructed. As he began kissing me my mouth opened to him intuitively. I am not sure how long the kiss lasted but knew for sure that I was experiencing the greatest thrill of my life. Entwined in each other’s arms I surrendered to the total bliss.

When our lips eventually parted Coby began undressing. “Let’s get naked bro,” he suggested. I had obviously seen Coby’s cock during the preceding years, but the erect version before me was awe-inspiring. He sat down on the edge of the bed with his legs wide apart, before leaning backward with his hands behind his head.

“Quid pro quo, Cory,” he announced.

Kneeling before him, I nervously placed my hand on his knob. I had never felt anything more sensual in my life. Moving my head forward I inhaled the masculinity of his crotch before I began licking Coby’s shaft, to murmurs of satisfaction from him. Shifting my mouth downwards I began lapping on his balls.

“Fuck yeah, fuuuck… lick my nuts, yes, lick those fucking nuts,” he groaned.

After a minute or two I returned my lips up Coby’s shaft again and after pulling his foreskin back I placed them around his cockhead. When I started lolling my tongue around the knob-head, he began to gasp with delight.

Lowering my mouth soon after, my lips slid down his shaft before I leisurely started bobbing my head up and down. Coby began to grunt with ecstasy as I quickened my pace. “Stop, fuck bro, stop, I don’t want to cum too quickly,” he grunted.

I did as requested, giving him a brief respite. Returning to his balls I now gave them a good working over. Every so often, he gave his dick a tug or two as I suckled on his nuts. Lustful sighs and whimpers flowed from Coby, as he pulled my head into his crotch. Soon after, Coby’s hand was guiding his knob back into my mouth. Clamping my head he began face-fucking me, slowly initially, gradually gathering momentum.

“Can, I, cum in your mouth,” he stutteringly murmured. I nodded agreeably, before sampling the most delectable nectar in the world.

As we dressed, he mentioned that of the three blowjobs he had thus far experienced, mine was definitely the best. Coby left soon after. I was rather concerned about the fallout of our action as I sat in my room that afternoon.

The following day at school things appeared to be pretty normal, but that afternoon and for several days after, Coby did not join me in my home after school. I was disappointed, but not upset. I reasoned that Coby was probably suffering from ‘gay-remorse’ in some or other way.

Eight days later I was surprised when Coby again elected to enter my home. I wondered if our former encounter would be spoken about that afternoon. My question was soon answered after entering my room and dropping our school bags. In a flash, we were kissing, and less than a minute later, we were romping naked on the bed. A further surprise came when Coby climbed on top of me in the sixty-nine position.

We had a good thirty-minute session that afternoon, with Coby continually rotating his body as we sucked and kissed. When we finally came, he also swallowed my spunk.

For the remainder of the year, we frequently enjoyed our afternoon stints. Strangely, he never asked if he could penetrate me anally. I thought that for some or other reason, that was probably a bridge too far for him.

A week before the end of our final vacation, however, before we left for our respective colleges, Coby finally asked me if I would allow him to fuck me. The first encounter wasn’t too pleasant, but thereafter, once I learned to relax it became awesome.

Coby loved the anal approach and became a lot more verbal, constantly ‘berating’ me. Naturally, I played along happily. “Yes… fuck me hard,” I pleaded, to his great satisfaction.

Playfully tormenting me, he held still before ordering me to, “Beg for it.”

“Please… please fuck me,” I implored.

“Earn it!” he commanded pulling his cock out of me. “First suck my fucking nuts.”

I licked and suck on his balls before he again instructed me to get on the bed and pull my legs back. Coby then rubbed my hole with his knob, soliciting me to start pleading. After I had begged enough he slammed into me again, to gasps my approval and appreciation from me. This scenario played itself out two or three more times before he finally unloaded. It was clear that he got off on the control, but I didn’t mind at all. I was very pleased that Coby was my ‘first.’

Although we saw one another during college holidays, nothing sexual ever happened between us again. I understood and accepted the situation.

Coby later married and had two children and I eventually entered a relationship with a wonderful man named Raymond.

Coby and I remained friends and we all got together from time to time. Our clique got on famously and it was always wonderful to spend a day in each other’s company.

One Sunday during a visit, as Coby and I tended the meat on the barbeque he asked me, “Have you ever told Raymond about us?”

“No,” I replied. “That will always remain our secret.”

He smiled, and then uttering a restrained laugh said, “Quid pro quo.”

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