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  • I dare you

    DARED TO PLEASE SIMON

    At ten on Saturday morning, I was finally in my brother’s house. I greeted him warmly and kissed his cheek. I had never before been aware but I noticed now my brother’s boner. Was it because I was kissing him? At the same time I was hard too, noticing what a sexy boy Simon was. In that moment he smelled strongly of sweat. In fact he told me he had spent the first hours of the morning running a bit and he told me I had arrived when he was about to get into the shower. But I told him I had something to tell him and he could have his shower later and he acquiesced. Fuck! I didn’t want Simon to wash then. He smelled wonderfully then and I wanted to make my cousin’s last dare come true.

    Simon told me he would prepare a coffee for him and asked me whether I would also like one. I nodded and we went to the kitchen. As he made coffee, I began to speak.

    -I have something really important to tell you, Simon. You know I have spent a week camping out with Cousin Jordan. And this has been a really important week for me. In fact… well, why not tell you? I’ve spent the week having sex with him.

    -Are you gay then, Keith?

    -I still don’t know whether gay or bisexual, Simon. But it is a fact now that I like boys.

    -Oh, Keith. I never dared tell you. But I am gay, bro. I was terrified that you would not understand me. I like you so much and… -I didn’t let him continue. In that moment affection was stronger than any scruple I could have and I remembered well my cousin’s dare. And I saw my brother was frightened then, still not sure what my reaction could be even though I had just told him I liked boys too, and my brother’s lips were just as Jordan had told me: red, moist, sexy and masculine and I desired to do it and not thinking twice I approached him and my lips merged with his lips in an unexpected fraternal kiss. No, it was not a fraternal kiss; it was two horny boys who had just met and were suddenly aroused at each other. My brother returned the kiss with lust but at the same time asked me whether I was sure. I told him I was sure and we kept on kissing for two more minutes. But suddenly he stopped the kiss and told me we should not be kissing for when I knew something, I would hate him. I just asked him what it was that he had and his answered surprised me. He fessed up then that sometimes he had wanked over me. He told me that shyly and frightened but I answered.

    -Now we both know we like boys and I want you comfortable to tell me anything you want and yes, Simon, even if you want to tell me you wank over me. After today I could also wank over you: you’re really sexy, bro. And in fact I have jacked off thinking about you once. That’s one of the many things Jordan has dared me to do this week and I have done. For so far I have been a reckless boy and I wanted to overcome dares. But after today I will do things only out of affection or out of lust, yes even with my sexy brother and I will also wank over you after now and tell you. And Jordan told me to kiss you because that would be my blessing to my brother so he could always feel comfortable to tell me anything. It was him that told me you were gay, and told me he is gay too. He also told me you’re his fuck buddy. Let’s keep on kissing, bro. –And Simon was less shy now and kissed me with affection and real masculine lust. He was losing his fears but started to be all the time hard and I perceived he would not mind having sex with me. He told me coffee was ready. I said.

    -We’d better have our coffees in the living room –He agreed and we took both our coffees to a little table and he sat on the close couch. He expected me to sit on one of the chairs but I sat on the couch with him and told him I had a lot of things to tell him, about my months in the dorm first and then about my week with Jordan. I told him I would tell him all but I had to kiss him again. We kissed and I started to touch him, first all the features of his face as I was kissing him and later his sexy chest and at last uninhibitedly I groped his crotch and he told me I could go on if I was sure but he would touch me too for he had never touched such a sexy boy before. I told him I loved this intimacy with him and was gutsy at last and told him I loved the way he smelled and I hadn’t wanted him to have a shower. He smiled at me and I reminded him I had a lot of things to tell him but I would tell him as we touched and kissed. He was slowly losing his inhibitions and so was I and we soon started to be two boys horny at each other, really happy that life had brought us here, to the path of incestuous affection.

    -Let’s touch each other all the time as I tell you how they have dared me to do a lot of things these months.

    And I told him my many dares but he focused just on the three dares I had mentioned to our cousin.

    -In fact, Keith, I agree with Cousin Jordan that you are reckless and a bit crazy. You see? Drinking coffee and salt or even being embarrassed being surprised naked in the girls’ showers are ok. But I think jumping from a balcony is not common sense. But what you have told me about Angie has turned me on. I wished it had been me who had surprised you naked.

    I saw his boner could not be higher then and had a sudden idea so my hand already resting on his crotch; I unexpectedly unzipped his fly and took his sexy long cock out. It was like pulling out a hose. I smiled at him and told him.

    -Indeed Cousin Jordan was right. You have a monster cock –and I started jacking him off.

    -I can see Jordan has told you too much. But well I am glad now that you know he and I often have sex. But Keith, if you have the guts to masturbate me, I must do the same to you.

    So I also took my dick out, long indeed but not as long as my brother’s. He came to my dick at once and grabbed it and started pumping it as if that were what he had spent his entire life desiring to do.

    -Ok, Simon; we can masturbate each other as I tell you everything. Now I will tell you Jordan’s dares.

    And there we were, feeling a new fire in our dicks, wanking affectionately and with desire for Simon could notice that I was as horny as he was and I told him we could do this more often. Then I spoke about the goat dungs that I had eaten. He looked at me shaking his head in disbelief, no doubt thinking I was crazy but still getting harder. Then I told him about the nettles on my dick and how the itch had made me cum but Jordan had wanted me to cum again out of pleasure and made me wank before him, who was doing the same. I told my brother how watching our cousin’s dick had made me blast a load and of course he came too. He’d also dared me to spend a naked week and that’s how I had been the whole week. Simon shot a load then and I told him I could go on masturbating him. Then I told him that after mounting the tents he’d finally dared me to suck his cock and how my first blowjob had aroused me and I had told Jordan I wanted to do it as often as he wanted and in fact I had almost reached thirty blowjobs this week. And finally there came the moment to inform my brother of Jordan’s mental dare. How he had told me to wank thinking I was sucking my brother’s cock and indeed I had pictured myself giving a blowjob to Simon and how good I had felt when I came. Those words of mine made my brother shoot his second load that day.

    -Oh my God, Keith, you’re really gutsy.

    -I’ll show you now that I have guts, Simon. Well, I have only wanked over you once for I have spent the week horny at our cousin and having sex with him. There’s a lot more that I have to tell you. But all the week I’ve been horny thinking about you, what sweet words I could tell you to increase our mutual affection and sometimes even imagining I was having sex with this looker, Simon Leadbetter. So if you want, bro; right here and now, I want to give you a blowjob.

    -You can if you really want, but it must be out of desire, not out of a dare. And second: if you suck my cock, I will suck yours later.

    -It’s a deal. I will tell you the rest of the week when you are blowing me. But first it will be me.

    But I told Simon to take everything off first. I really needed now to see that masculine boy naked. And indeed he stripped of everything quickly and I was all the time pumping my hard cock, with real desire to suck my brother’s cock but so far really aroused at his sexy body. He asked me to strip too and as I did he was jerking himself off is such strong strokes that he couldn’t help but cum again. I told him I wanted his cock drained to enjoy now a long blowjob and being both of us naked at last; unhesitatingly I took his long cock into my mouth.

    It was not easy to suck such a long dick but Simon asked me to suck only a bit. Better if I enjoyed. How sweet it was to give fun to my own brother! I started to masturbate so he could see the pleasure I was having and two minutes after I had started I asked his permission to suck his cock over and over again. I promised him I would learn how to suck his sexy long dick and give him better blowjobs after today. He told me.

    -If you really wanna give me more blowjobs, you know you can Keith, provided I can do the same to you. We could become fuck buddies too, just like Jordan.

    In that moment, not knowing why I started to cry. Simon confused my feelings and told me I could stop the blowjob. But I was really enjoying his sexy dick and I told him he would certainly cum in my mouth.

    -So what is it you have, Keith?

    -I could tell you later, bro. You have to cum first and I won’t stop till you fill my mouth with brotherly jizz.

    -I want you to tell me now, Keith. Otherwise I will think you are not enjoying this incestuous blowjob.

    -Ok, Simon; I will tell you. It’s not your dick, bro. Of course I am enjoying and I keep my desire to give you blowjobs over and over again.

    -So what is it you have, Keith?

    -You shouldn’t have mentioned Jordan. Now I can see it. So much I have enjoyed with him that I have fallen in love with him.

    -Oh bro, I don’t mind losing my fuck buddy now.

    -You don’t have to, my dear Simon –I told him as I kept on sucking-. First I don’t think he will reciprocate me. But even if he ever did… well, Simon, I’m not a jealous boy and I would always be happy to see my brother and the cousin I’m in love with having sex once and again. I could be his fuck buddy too, or so I hope, and your new fuck buddy if you accept me.

    -As far as you want to have sex with me, Keith, you can. I’m so close now.

    -Then I’ll finish you off.

    And I was only three more minutes till I made him cum. Noticing Simon’s semen in my mouth I became certain of many things. First I was surer of my love for Jordan and how I desired to be his lover. I was also sure of how good my brother’s seed tasted and how I wanted many more loads from his sexy cock that I promised I would learn to suck better. Simon told me then.

    -Ok, Keith; your blowjob has been perfect. I’m sorry for the pain you have now in your heart, but I’m sure at least you can tell your feelings to Jordan. But now you have become my new fuck buddy and I will show you now how I want to please you and soothe your heart.

    -Do what you want, Simon. I promise I will only be thinking about you now and not about Jordan. And meanwhile I will tell you the rest of the week.

    That was the trigger; my brother only awaited my permission to shove my cock finally in his mouth and the first motions of his tongue, which came to my balls once and again and then went up my dick sucking it with affection, convinced me how he had always desired to do that. I will never again deny him this pleasure. “It’s yours bro, enjoy.” I told him as I started to lustfully touch everything in his hot body. And even though I was thinking I could cum soon, I had time enough to tell him at least how the rest of the week with our cousin had been. I told him how Jordan had been the first boy ever to suck my cock, told my brother how I had got used to blow him when he was shitting. Simon almost laughed then but continued the blowjob. I told him how I had discovered a new fetish: the smell of men’s sweaty pits and in that moment I told my brother that I also wanted to lick his. He smiled and told me of course. And finally I told him how our cousin had told me he wanted to fuck me, but only if it was out of desire and one night I had finally surrendered my ass to him. My brother was really surprised then that I had also been fucked. I only added he had fucked me some more times but I had also fucked him and I really enjoyed fucking an ass now. That’s when Simon told me that he would also like me to fuck him and hearing his words I shot my load just then and he was for two minutes with a happy face savouring my nectar. We had done it! We’d sucked each other’s cocks for the first time and we both had become certain that after now incestuous blowjobs would be something frequent.

    -Simon, having sex with you is supreme. If you want me to fuck you, I will, but you also have to fuck me. I need my brother’s long dick opening me up more. What would you think if I stayed here today and…? –I hesitated.

    -And? Tell me, Keith.

    -Well, I would like to go to bed with you. And if you agree, we could fuck each other in bed.

    -Or even give each other a new blowjob, yes. Oh what a hot boy my brother is and how I’ve always desired you. How I desire you now, it will be impossible for me to tell you. And if you still miss real love, I want to give you at least real sexual fun.

    -Agreed. Now please let me lick your pits, you hot boy.

    He told me I could and I spent just two minutes in a new paradise. Simon’s pits smelled just as good as Jordan’s and I came soon. After I came, my brother told me he would have a shower for if I really wanted to enter his bed tonight, he wanted to be clean. I sighed and told him I preferred him sweaty but at least I wanted him naked the whole day. He told me he would never get dressed if I didn’t either. So after the shower, we spent the whole day touching and kissing, talking about sex, love and incest, once and again mentioning Jordan. At dinner we decided to jerk each other off again. I agreed with Simon for it would certainly be better to cum prior to going to bed so our cocks could enjoy for longer later in this first night of incestuously sleeping together. The prospect of having a lot of sex with each other now made us blast two fast loads. We smiled, finished dinner and headed at last to Simon’s bed, where two horny brothers would have now an intense night of incestuous sex.

    Once in bed and after touching each other for a good long while and all the time kissing, I turned and bravely told my brother.

    -Come on, Simon. I want you to fuck me. Do it, please.

    -You have a gorgeous ass, Keith. I would spend my whole life touching it and just watching it. But if you really want me to fuck you, then turn. I’d rather look into your eyes and see what they tell me.

    -Be brave and stick it in, Simon.

    And finally he dared and just little more than the tip of his monster cock started to hurt. Well, I was not a masochist, but I wanted to fuck with that hot boy over and over again. I had told him earlier that now we were fuck buddies too and I had no doubt about that. I was in love with Jordan but I wanted to always have sex with my brother.

    -You hot boy –Simon told me-, in my many masturbations over you, I never pictured myself fucking you. It was you who always fucked me. I can’t believe you’re allowing me.

    -It hurts a bit, Simon, but I will never ask you to stop. You will shoot your load inside me. Oh how tender this is: two brothers that have always liked each other so much fucking now. And it hurts but I can assure you Jordan has made a good job and has almost opened me up. You have a real monster cock and it will probably always hurt me a bit, but I will ask you to fuck me many times after now nevertheless. Come on, bro, enjoy my ass.

    -I’m sorry my cock is so long and it’s hurting you.

    -But I even like the pain, Simon. Never apologize for the sexy dick you have. We are brothers who have agreed in giving each other this fun, so nothing wrong. Keep on fucking me.

    In that moment my brother started to kiss me tenderly and never stopped. I thought then, in the midst of that kiss and with his erotic hands always touching everything in my body, how good it was to be in love precisely with Jordan, for Simon and I could be fuck buddies, we already were, and it would not be correct, maybe, to be in love with each other. Simon was so stoked that after five more minutes he had to cum inside me and I will never find the words to describe what I felt with Simon’s semen for the first time falling into my ass.

    Then it was him who asked me to fuck him. I smiled and told him I would do it and hoped he enjoyed his fuck buddy again. I told him to be in the same position I had previously been. And with the highest of my affection for my brother and constantly kissing I dared finally shove my penis is his hot hole.

    -I’ve been fucked many times; Keith, or else your long dick would also hurt me. But it is heaven to feel my brother inside me. Go on and I hope you take a long time. How good it is to know that Jordan also taught you to fuck.

    My brother was moaning and crying out of emotion. I loved seeing him like that. His masculinity increased in the arousal his eyes were showing me. Indeed Jordan had taught me how to fuck and how to hold it and I wanted never to cum the first time I was fucking Simon.

    -Believe me, you hot boy, that we will constantly fuck each other after now.

    -Yeah Keith. I have never desired being fucked as much as I desire it now. Fuck your brother. Go on.

    Time was endless. My brother and I were taking communion in our first time in incestuous tenderness. We were both learning that our cocks belonged to the other’s pleasure after now. I learnt with him what I hadn’t learnt with Jordan so far: how to move my dick in all the width and length on my brother’s exciting cavity in order to increase his fun. My dick wriggled inside him as if it were for the first time in the Garden of Eden. I was the forbidden fruit and the snake, which instead of expelling him from paradise, made him enter deeper in its lushness. It was twenty minutes of heaven but finally I had to yield to absolute fun, that of fucking my sweet brother, and at the time I was filling his ass with semen, I was kissing him and he shot a new load. He suggested we should have some rest for our cocks now and he told me how happy he was he had just discovered a courageous brother who even dared fuck with him but even so he asked me if I was sure and was having fun. I told him “sex with you is heaven, Simon and I want more”. That made him real hard again and I took the opportunity to suck his cock again. But seeing what I was doing and with the same desire, he turned and placed himself at the foot of the bed and told me he wanted to sixty-nine now.

    So now my cock was in his mouth and his tasty dick was again in mine and just then I discovered what pleasure 69 was. This way everything works at the same time: our tongues and lips caressing the heads of both cocks, our dicks having fun together, our heartbeats, our balls which we never forgot to lick, our scarce sweat and even our aromatic clean brotherly smells, everything combined for a last incestuous battle that night. Almost a quarter of an hour now in which we also had time to smile at each other frequently, signing the deal to have this fun every now and then, both sure that it was now a reality. Finally when I felt his tasty load in my mouth, my dick had to burst in his.

    Now I suggested we should try and sleep something and after an hour of incestuous conversation we finally managed.

    I had told Simon that I also wanted to spend Sunday with him and only on Monday I would return to my dorm and even have some time to speak in earnest to Jordan. I supposed he would despise me but I wanted to tell him my feelings for him. My brother told me not to fear Jordan but I didn’t know what to think. We spent a horny second day together, always having sex, even in the shower, which we had together, naked all day and with a longer battle in bed.

    On Monday I returned to classes and to my dorm, but after assuring Simon that what we had started would never stop. And finally at six p.m. I attended Jordan’s dorm and told him I wanted to invite him to a drink.

    Once we were sitting with two long beers, I told him I wanted to tell him some things.

    -I overcame your last dare, cousin, but believe me it was out or real desire for that sexy boy, my brother.

    And I spent almost half an hour telling him everything Simon and I had done this weekend. I told him I had become his second fuck buddy and I told him he could always continue having sex with my brother. But I had to finally tell him my real feelings, so I told him.

    -But I have something more to tell you, my dear Jordan, even if you don’t like it. Well –I started then totally nervous-, there was a moment when I was giving my brother the first blowjob that Simon mentioned your name and the image came back to my mind of the week we spent together in the mountains and…

    -And…? Tell me, Keith.

    -And in that moment I realized with surprise but sure that I liked what I was feeling that… well, Jordan, my feelings burst in that moment and everything we did together led me to… -I sighed but finally told him-… to falling in love with you. Well –I looked scared at him-, now you know.

    -My dear Keith. I’m overjoyed to hear you, for I feel the same. I’ve had sex with your brother many times, as I told you, but maybe because I always knew he was gay, I was not surprised and though I have enjoyed sex with him so often, my feelings never exploded. But just a week with you, thinking you were not gay, and changing my vision from a reckless cousin into a very brave cousin, well… the day you even asked me to fuck you, though I never told you, I fell in love with you. I’m in love with you since then, up in the mountains. What can we do now, Keith?

    -Oh, my God, Jordan, we’re both in love with each other. On the one hand, never fear that I ever leave you for a girl. I’m totally sure now I love boys and I want to always be with you. On the other hand, you don’t even have to lose your fuck buddy, my brother. I’m not jealous and have never believed in fidelity. So you can have sex with Simon as often as you want and with other boys as well if that’s what you want.

    -And you can do the same. I’ve never believed in fidelity myself. So can I say now that we are a couple, cousin?

    -We are, Jordan. But we are cousins. Nobody can know, except Simon, of course. And we don’t even have a place to make love.

    But we agreed then to have part-time jobs both of us. And when we found them, we finally could afford renting a room in the hotel Westmoon, where we would go and have sex almost every night, for we sometimes slept in our respective dorms. And we started to fortunately be a couple, two boys deep in love. When we finally ended our studies, we found a flat that we could share where we could live forever. Both of us had been employed by my brother in his shop as far as we didn’t find a better job. And we never neglected Simon, who has always been our lover, with two fuck buddies always horny to include him in our sex games, often the three of us together in bed. And so I am Jordan’s boyfriend and Simon’s fuck buddy. And Jordan is happy with his cousin boyfriend and his cousin lover and our three lives are different but always travel in parallel.


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  • Don’s Big Dick In My Ass

    Dear Gay Demon Readers

                              My name is Glen and I was hoping you could help me with a small, well, actually really big problem I’m having at school. I just joined wrestling class about two weeks ago and my coach paired me up with this big guy named Don and at first, things went smooth, but lately, Don has been doing things that make me uncomfortable. 

                            He rubs his dick real fast before getting down with me on the mat. At first, it was very casual. He would step to the side and adjust or give it a lift or two and sometimes fix his balls. His balls are really big just like his dick when on top of me. He wears yellow and it looks like, no kiddin, a big banana slightly curved. 

                            One time, when he had me in a neck hold, he pushed it up into me and stopped and held it there and I let out a scream like a girl. I was so embarrassed but no one paid any attention because the workout room is so busy and nosey during lessons. I sometimes wonder if other kids notice, especially the coach, but he’s always moving around looking elsewhere. 

                          Come to think of it, the coach always puts me with Don off to the far corner away from the rest of the class. And the other day, when I was in the locker room running late for my next class, I saw Don alone in the shower, soaping up his body and balls and then the coach called him into his office and Don walked right in, still dripping wet and his dick just flopping around with suds shaking off. I thought that was kinda strange. 

                         The most weird part is, even though it makes me uncomfortable, Don’s Big Dick In My Ass whenever we wrestle, I still catch myself sometimes liking it. I mean, it hurts like hell sometimes, especially with all his muscles pinning me down but often, I look forward to it. 

                         But, does this mean I’m gay? I was reading the stories on here because I was curious and now I’m even more confused! lol So, what should I do? Should I confront Don? See the coach after class? 

    Please help, Glen. Thanks!


    Dear Gay Demon

                                My name is Don I’m in high school and got a really big dick and like using. I get all the pussy I need from class. Even screwed around with a teacher or two, and let guys suck me off usually for a couple bucks on the weekends. I think you guys are cool, but, I don’t kiss or let anyone fuck me. I do the fucking and usually that’s more than a couple bucks. I’ve asked the coach for $100 bucks one day after class and he gave me $150! He had trouble walking to his car after school he told me. I thought that was funny. 

                               Lately, I’ve been having this problem in wrestling class. There’s this little white guy with glasses, soft skin, long legs, pretty hair and a tiny butt that just won’t quit. He reminds me of my kid brother and I hate the fact that I can’t stop thinking about his crack and, now I’m jacking my dick before wrestling with him and sticking it up there. The other day I pumped so hard that he yelled and when the coach looked over, he just gave me a wink and looked away, so I really can have my way with the kid but I want more. I think he may be gay but just doesn’t know it because he’s starting to put his butt up in the air right after I jack and kneel down. 

                              I want to fuck this kid so bad but I’ve never popped a boy’s ass before. I want to sit him on my lap facing me and watch him bounce up and down on my big cock, and, this is really weird, kiss him, taste him, and smell his breath on mine. What the fuck is up with this? I’m strait, girls fall for me in the hall, gay men throw money at me, and suddenly, I’m wanting to make love, I mean, fuck this kid and kiss him. What should I do gay readers? 

                           I’ll be jacking this big dick while reading your feedback and waiting for some good advice. thanks. Hotter the better.

    Peace, Don 

  • Fucked at Sydney Airport

    After leaving the check-in counter I went straight to the flight gate. In the next row across from my seat I saw one of the guys from the hostel I’d been staying at in Bondi.  He and his group has been on the beach all week chatting up every group of girl in sight.  One of the guys had caught my eye with his sculptured build, shaved head, and perfect smile, of course it was him that I noticed in the airport.

    Let me describe this hunk for you; around twenty-two years old, he had an eyebrow piercing and tattoo on his neck.  Looking at him from behind my Raybans, his white Quiksilver boardies were riding really low showing off his speedos.  They were a typical pair of black endurance speedos with the SPEEDO logo printed in bright red. I’m sure we was unaware that each time he bent over he was teasing me with a view of his speedos.

    Sitting with earphones on and my legs crossed, my Aussiebum classic reds were showing under my white nylon gym shorts. When his mates weren’t looking, I caught him taking a perve at me.  Not only had I fantasized about this guy, but all week I felt like I caught him checking me out on more than one occasion.

    It was now or never…. I took off my sunnies, gave him a wink and stood up.  I walked right past him and his mates and sensed he was keen.  I felt a stirring in my Aussiebums.

    The airport was pretty quiet and I walked to the end of a terminal that was really quiet.  There was a bathroom towards the end and really not many people about at all.  Just imagine if he was following me……

    As I entered the bathrooms I looked back and there he was!  Holy shit, he was following me.

    In the bathroom there were a row of urinals and unoccupied toilets on the right, a random guy was washing up and leaving the room.  There was nobody else in there.

    I went to the last cubicle, without closing the door I stripped off my shorts and t-shirt in half a second.  A half second after that the guy walked into the tiny space of the cubical.  Without a word, he dropped to his knees and started licking the front of my red Aussiebums.  With arms up I held the stall divide with my hands.  Ass clenched, he was working my cock through the nylon of the speedos.  Finally he pulled my cock out the leg of my speedos and engulfed my cock in his warm, wet mouth.  I was stunned at the speed and enthusiasm he demonstrated while he worked on my cock.  His mouth all warm and wet as he rotated his tongue. He’d done this before for sure and showed no holding back.

    He suddenly moved up off his knees and slung his singlet back over his tattooed neck showing off his ripped abs. I went straight for his throbbing hard on, pulling at his untied boardie which slid down to his ankles.  He casually kicked them to the side.  I moved forward to grab at his cock which was straining through the front of his speedos. He wasn’t looking to fuck my mouth though, he turned me around so forcefully that even if I had resisted I’m not sure I could have.

    With one hand he forced my head against the side of the cubicle and using the other hand tugged down my Aussiebums so hard and fast that I was surprised they didn’t rip.  He was rough but I loved how raw it felt.  I could feel his hard on stretching through his speedos as he rubbed against my arse crack.  He kicked out my legs like you see police officers do in TV shows.  My arse was spread and waiting for him.  He spat on my arse and I could feel its warmth on my arsehole.  Popping his cock out over his speedo drawstring, he spat on his hand and wiped it down.  He then massaged my tight ass chute with two of his fingers.  All of a sudden he grabbed my hips and thrust inwards. I let out a moan.

    I tried to protest , “Easy there…”

    “Shut the fuck up… .” slapping my ass with his hand.

    I suppose I deserved it, I’d been teasing him all week.  He pushed on with the same intensity that he had when he sucked my cock just minutes earlier.

    With the pressure building, he grabbed my hips with both hands and began to dive in faster and deeper.  I could feel the drawstrings of his speedos slapping at my balls, I was so turned on.

    All of a sudden he shuddered with groans and I felt the spurt of his juice up deep inside me. He kept thrusting deeper inside me with each explosion until he started to soften and pull out.  With his head now resting on my shoulder, he then reached around and began to jerk me off until I was ready to cum.  I was expecting to cum on the bathroom wall but he flipped me around and I shot my load over the front of his speedos.

    “Thanks!”  My Aussiebums were around my ankles and there was milky cum oozing out of my arsehole. He ripped off his black speedos and said “No good to me now, I’ve gotta go”. With a smirk, he tied up his boardies and opened the cubical door and left just as quickly as he had arrived.

    I quickly dried my cock off and cleaned some of his cum out of my arse crack.  I put his speedos, with my cum on them, in my carry on bag.

    The best bit was the walk back to my bag.  Sitting there with his mates,  neither of us acknowledged each other as I pasted.  If only his mates knew……


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  • I’m a Slutty Cheerleader

    Last week, while bent over with a cock deep inside me, I was asked if I’d dress as a cheerleader.  I’ve been seeing this particular man a couple times a month since January.  He’s in his fifties, but looks and acts more like a guy in his thirties.  He likes to put on porn while I give him long, slow blowjobs.  He has an amazing cock, so when he wants to fuck me, I can’t say no.  He had me bent over the back of my couch when he started talking about how great I would look in a skirt.  He proceeded to expand on his thoughts and painted a vivid picture of me as a cheerleader with a wig, stuffed bra, and pleaded skirt.  As he described it, his cock got harder and pace quickened.  He was banging me hard when he finally got me to agree to dressing up for him, and then he immediately exploded.  This fantasy obviously turned him on, so I was more than willing to play along.

    A few days later, he arrived at my apartment with the costume and I immediately went to get ready.  There was a padded bra that took a little while to get on and stuff with tissue, but I tried to make it look convincing.  The outfit was a little tight, skirt short, and no panties to be found.  The top went over my shoulders and down to the bottom of my ribs leaving my stomach and most of my back exposed.  As I put the wig on, I felt like I had transformed into a sexy teen girl, though if the skirt were any shorter, the evidence of my gender would have been visible.  My new blonde hair came down just past my shoulders.  I knew I was in for a good time as I walked into the living room and his eyes lit up.

    He called me Sarah and told me how sexy I looked.  He wanted me to talk in a girly voice, which I did to the best of my ability.  He unbuckled his belt as I walk toward him trying to put some seduction in my swagger.  He was already rock hard when he pulled his cock out.  He sat back on the couch with his erection taunting me.  I had a smile on my face, head tilted slightly, and a finger twirling a lock of hair as I slowly dropped to me knees.  He looked perfect with his polo and undone khakis.  My hands slid up his inner thighs as my face fell on his dick.  Within seconds, I was trying to swallow his nearly eight inches.  I was hot and ready to fuck; not so much from being dressed as a slutty cheerleader so much as the way he was looking at me.  His desires were abundantly clear as I used my mouth to please him.  I rolled his balls around in my hand while feeling his chest.  I was trying my best to deepthroat him when he told me to slow down.  He wanted to edge him a little until he was ready to fuck me.  A few minutes and a couple slowdowns later, he was more than ready.

    He led me to my bedroom while holding his khakis up.  I got on the bed and as soon as I bent over, my ass was fully exposed.  His khakis and polo were on the floor and I handed him a small bottle of lube.  As he quickly applied a small dose of lubrication to my hole, I called him ‘daddy’ in my girly voice and asked him to fuck me hard.  He did just that.  His cock split me open and I grabbed my pillow and planted me face in it.  My muffled moans were all I could squeeze out while feeling the pain of his assault.  I didn’t dare tell him to stop or even slow down.  This was his fantasy and I wanted him to enjoy it.  I just clenched down on the pillow and let out a few girly whimpers.

    He went deep and called me lots of names.  I was his slut, his bitch, his hot piece of ass.  He continued to tell me how naughty I had been and that he had seen me staring at him when I was cheering.  His fantasy was detailed enough that I knew it was rooted in real experiences.  I kept his imagination going with “I’m such a naughty girl,” “fuck me, daddy,” “I wanted you so bad,” and “do I feel good?”  He never slowed his relentless pounding as he felt my body all over.  He smacked my ass a few times and reached down to feel the tight mounds on my chest.  The bra and top were doing wonders keeping them compact and in place.  As he neared climax, he started yelling out to Sarah and drove his cock in even deeper.  He was usually a very patient, yet persistent lover.  This time was different.  It was more like a hate fuck.

    His hands grasped my hips over the skirt as he yelled and began to shoot.  He continued pounding me until every last pulsation was done and his erection started to fade.  He went right past the super-sensitive post-ejaculation phase and kept trying to fuck me with his slowly softening cock.  I fell to the bed as soon as he pulled out and my hole felt raw.  He told me that he wasn’t done with me yet, but that I needed to freshen up.

    I headed to the bathroom again and found that I looked rather messy;  my skirt was hiked up enough to expose my ass and the head of my cock, the wig was coming a little loose and hair was somewhat tangled, and there was cum running down my leg.  The top and bra had kept my mock breasts nearly in place, but the rest of me told the story of being fucked hard.  I spend a few minutes wiping myself off, adjusting my skirt, and fixing my hair.  By the time I walked back to the bedroom, I looked good as new and ready for whatever he had in store.

    My lover was on lying on the bed slowly stroking his fully-erect cock and he looked amazing.  His cock was glistening with more lube as I walked to the side of the bed.  His free hand reached around and groped my ass.  I was still just as horny as ever and his touch was electric.  He motioned for me to mount him, which I gladly did.  I positioned myself above his cock and began to slide down.  His head pushed inside me and the familiar pain/pleasure sensation rushed over my body.  My head went back and mouth opened as I let gravity pull us together.  By the time I was sitting on his hips, I needed to stop for a moment to allow my sphincter to relax.  I was incredibly horny, but hadn’t gotten hard this whole time.  My limp dick was hidden under my skirt and my lover seemed content ignoring it.  I moved my hips to grind his cock and make sure the lube had coated him entirely.  As I started rocking myself to stroke his shaft, he began groping my tits and talking to me.  He told Sarah that he had wanted her for so long and that her pussy felt amazing.  I had never quite been in this situation before, but it was an exciting twist and I wanted him to enjoy it.  His eyes were closed and he talk about watching Sarah cheer in her sexy outfit.  His hands explored my body as I pleasured him for several minutes.  Once he was even more turned on, he started asking if I wanted him to fuck me again.  In a soft girly voice I said “yes, daddy, I want you to fuck me so bad.”  That was all it took.

    I was thrown to the mattress and positioned on my stomach.  Within seconds, he was sliding his cock into me with an aggressive thrust.  I felt his hand on my upper back as he began pounding into me over and over.  My hole was starting to go numb, but I could feel him hitting my prostate.  The pain was slowly subsiding as I felt myself building towards climax.  The combination of him taking control, his cock driving into me, and his verbal slut shaming had me feeling like a true teenage whore.  I had dressed like this just for him and it was certainly turning him on.  He was calling Sarah a bitch for teasing him for so long.  I knew there was probably a Sarah out there somewhere, but I was happy to let him work out that frustration on me.  I was getting closer to cumming as he sped up and put his weight on me.  I was pinned to the bed and getting drilled deep which only turned me on more.

    His weight on me was preventing me from taking normal breaths, but I wasn’t worried about it with all that was happening.  I was now gripping the pillows as if it would somehow provide comfort.  Each small exhale was a girly moan or maybe a whimper.  As he continued pounding, I felt a familiar rush come over my body; I was going to cum.  By the time my climax started, I realized that it was going to be a big one.  Between my girly moaning, which had also increased, I let him know that he was going to make me explode.  This got him even more excited and the thrusting increased in strength.  He proceeded to call me every nasty name he could think of for a slutty teenage cheerleader, which served to push me over the top.

    I came hard and the rush hit me like a freight train.  I could no longer breath at all and my whole body tensed up, but that didn’t slow my lover down for a second.  Every muscle in my body was tight, my head back, and I was being fucked harder than I could remember.  Then something happened that was a first for me:  I passed out.  The thrill of this amazing climax had pushed me beyond what my body could handle.  Looking back, it was probably the labored breathing combined with the tensed muscles, but I went limp and don’t remember much after that.

    By the time I came back to my senses, my lover was lying next to me.  I was still on my stomach and I could tell there was a mess between my legs.  He told me that he kept going for another minute before he came again.  He then told the tale of how Sarah was a cheerleader friend of his daughter.  He used to watch her at games and fantasized about fucking her for years.  He had picked the outfit and wig to make me look similar to her.  I told him that I was happy to do it for him, but the truth is it turned me on just as much as it did him.  I’d let him hate fuck “Sarah” any day.


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  • Party Hook up

    Eben had to park a ways to find a parking spot after unsuccessfully to find a parking spot closer to the Frat house. Kaitlyn, Eben’s friend and roommate was dating one of the Frats and invited her and in turn invited him as her plus one to the party. After Kaitlyn touched up her makeup the pair linked arms as they walked down the street the cold November hair wiping around around them making them shiver. 

    Walking inside Eben could feel his ear drums pounding as they music was very deafening. Tossing their coats and shoes in a safe area Tyler. Kaitlyn’s boyfriend. Came down the stairs and kissed her tenderly on the lips before looking up and acknowledging me. 

    “Hey, I hope you don’t mind I brought my friend” She said in a cute voice but loud enough for hint to hear over the music. 

    “Nah, it’s all good” He says. “Grab a drink and enjoy yourself” He smiled patting his back before encircling his arm around her shoulders leading them into the crowd. Once they were out of sight Eben ambled his way into the kitchen which was packed with students but least the music wasn’t as loud in there. The counter tops were littered with bowls of chips and other snack items. Just off to the left near the back porch doors was a large Keg sitting in a big bucket of ice and students took turns pumping their cups full of beer, it took a minute for Eben to even get a cup before he was pushed aside by the oncoming crowd of people wanting to get more beer.  

    Eben weaved an bobbed his way out of the kitchen and up the steps to the second floor of the house, it was definitely quieter up there with only a couple of students coming up and down to use the bathroom. Eben really wasn’t the party person much especially since his recent break up. Kaitlyn was admitment on finding him a rebound and the best chance to find one for him was at a party. According to her that many “Straight guys” always are willing to experiment when drunk and a one night stand is one of many ways to get over a break up yet she left him as soon as they got their and now he’s all alone upstairs and now in need to pee.

    Turning out of the bathroom beer in hand he ran into someone knocking the booze all over the other guys shirt. 

    “Oh fuck I am so sorry!” Eben Exclaimed. 

    The guy shook his head and laughed lightly. “Dude it’s okay. I had way worse split on me” 

    When Eben looked up he held eye contact with him. Eben didn’t move a muscle as he looked into the deep dark blues of the guy’s eyes looked back into his Greens. The guy stood well over six foot five a clear foot taller than Eben. He had medium length black hair that hung just passed his eyes and a killer crooked white smile that send heat down into his groin. The black beer soaked T shirt that he wore clung to his ripped body, he could see the rigged bumps of his eight pack and his big square pecs. His 22″ biceps stretch the ends of his sleeves and he wasn’t even flexing. 

    “Um you okay dude?” He laughed, finally breaking their concentration.

    “I um yeah…sorry um…” Eben laughed nervously. He felt like such an idiot. 

    “I should head to my room and change shirts. Excuse me.” He smiled kindly as he passed him and headed down the hall. Eben turned his head and watched the Frat walk away. Never in a million years did Eben think he’d get a stiff one by spilling a beer onto and stranger let alone look at him like a stalker. He couldn’t deny though that looking at him made him forget about his Ex and the heart ache he caused him because now his hard dick that is straining in his jeans was now thinking for him. 

    He waited until he walked inside his room and followed suit. As he walked closer the door was still open enough that he could poke his head inside. Pushing the door aside he got a better view of his room. The room was a standard size with a queen size mattress in the middle and a desk along the right side of the wall. A large flat screen was mounted on the wall with a station mounted underneath where his PS4 and games were. 

    The frat came out of the bathroom shirtless holding his black T in one hand. Eben gawked at him like a love sick puppy, his dick was aching all the more. His body was smooth and cut, his pecs bouncing from the slightest movements he made his abs formed a deep cut V that led down into his jeans, the only thing that was going into Eben’s mind was that he wanted to follow the abs trail down to the X with his tongue.  

    “Oh hey again” He said looking up startled. 

    “I um hey, I’m sorry to just be barging in like this but I wanted to come and….and… say I’m sorry” He said. Unfocused. He could feel his throat tightening up and cheeks flushing. 

    “Yeah?” He smiled. “I already told you it was okay” He said tossing the shirt aside placing his hands on his hips and pushing out his hips out forward a bit. The frat was sporting a very large bulge as he posted as he was. Eben’s mind was racing a million miles a minute and all rationality was leaving by the second. Why was he acting this way? Why did this stranger have such an effect on him? Why? Why…

    He was snapped out of his daze when someone came knocking at the door. “Oh hello” said another frat. His gaze shifted between me and the shirtless jock. The shirtless jock frowned and walked towards the door. “Dude I’ll be down there in a while” He said sternly. “But Alex…” But the door was shut cutting him off. 

    Locking it he returned his attention back towards Eben. “So where were we?” He said strutting forward. 

    “I…I…” Eben stuttered and gasp as he did not expect what happened next. The frat. Alex, reached forward wrapping his hand around the back of Eben’s head twining his fingers in his hair as their lips met. His other arm wrapped around his waist pulling him in closer. Tighter. Their bodies together as one. The shock and confusion quickly wore off as he opened his mouth on Alex’s command and their tongues swirled and danced with each other. Eben let out a small moan as he brought his hands up and over his hard body and around his neck, being nearly a foot shorter than Alex he wrapped his arms up around his neck pulling himself onto his toes as they made out. As their bodies meshed together the taller boy pushed his harden bulge against Eben’s stomach. Throbbing. 

    No…no…Eben grunted and pulled his head back looking at a confused Alex. 

    “What? You okay?” He asked. Painting lightly. 

    “Yes…no…i don’t know…I…” 

    He looked down at him with concern. “Shit. Did you get back together with your boyfriend?” 

    Eben looked at him. “How…?”

    “Tyler was complaining that he wasn’t able to spend time with Kaitlyn cause she was taking care of you form your break up and I thought….I’m sorry” He loosen his grip.

    Eben smiled a bit at the kind gesture, respect and concern Alex was giving him this made his dick a lot harder and wanted him even more. “No…don’t you let go.” He commanded. “I am not back together with him besides what better way to get over a break up then a rebound” 

    Alex looked at him. Astonished at the choice of words he used. At first Eben thought he offended Alex by blurting out that he was just a rebound but instead he got the exact opposite. 

    “That what I’m Talking about” He cheered. He leaned back down and the pair began making out. He leaned down hoisting Eben up wrapping his legs around his waist and carried him over to his bed. Eben clung onto him like a monkey to a tree as Alex laid them down. 

    Alex broke their kiss to remove Eben’s shirt tossing to the side as he went back down kissing his lips and trailing down the line of his jaw and attacking his neck. He sucked and licked the sensitive spots up and around Eben’s neck causing a string of moans to escape his lips, his body was in a state of Bliss as Alex’s talented lips did their magic. 

    Alex grunted as he had his way with the smaller man, his big hands rubbed his smaller tight frame swimmer body, he started to dry hump into Eben’s ass, His dick aching needing to release and sink into the smaller man’s tight ass. 

    Eben moaned tilting his head fully to the side as Alex kissed his along his collarbone and down his smooth chest. He swirled his tongue around Eben’s sensitive nipples, taking a few gentle nibbles making the boy moan louder. His hands clutching the bed sheets under him. Smiling knowing each he was making the smaller boy forget his ex and causing him such pleasure he kissed his way down his hard stomach. Each kissed caused Eben’s dick to throbbing more and more. All Eben could think was how his ex never had such skill nor talent with foreplay. 

    Eben rubbed his back muscles, crap they were hard and defined. Not a ounce of fat on them. Alex reached his navel, he brought his hands up and undid his jeans and with a Swift fluid motion he pulled his briefs and jeans off, tossing them aside as that thud against the wall sliding to the floor. 

    Eben half laughed and moan and felt a tad nervous. It had been a while since another man had seen him naked. He looked down at Alex who looked up at him and they held each other’s gaze. 

    Eben’s seven inch dick laid against his stomach leaking precum. Not breaking contact Alex lowered his head taking his dick into his mouth liking his cock head clean of precum and swallowing it. This cause him to moan at the sight. Alex then proceed with taking him down to the balls. Eben was surprised that he had skill in sucking dick too. He watched the jock Bob his head up and down on his dick his precum flowing into Alex’s mouth and he could feel him swallowing the salty liquid down this throat. 

    After a few more minutes of Alex sucking off Eben, the Jock stood up and unbuttoned his jeans boxers and all and tossing them to the side. Eben mouth hung open, he was magnificent. A real adonis. His body was smooth and ripped from top to bottom. His dick hung low and thick with precum dripping off his fat head. His golf size balls hung loose behind his dick swaying gently as he stroked his possibly thick nine inch dick. 

    He walked over to his dresser producing a bottle of lube he poured a healthy amount into his hand and stroked his cock, climbing over Eben and resting between his legs. Grabbing his legs Alex pushed them back until his fat cock head rested against his tight little hole. 

    Rubbing his pecs Eben looked once again into Alex’s dreamy blue eyes. “Are you sure you want this babe?” He asked in a seductive tone. Rubbing his cock head on the little hole. 

    Eben nodded. “Yes…fuck yes I do” 

    “What?” Alex smiled.

    “Please fuck me!” Eben Begged. 

    Eben felt Alex breach him, he leaned down more feeling his thick meat sliding deeper and deeper, further than anyone has ever reached before burying deep inside Eben’s tight ass until his big sack rested against his ass. Alex grunted as he flexed his cock inside him. 

    “Fuck your so tight” Alex said. Both young men looked at each other and kissed deeply. Alex’s body trembled as he felt Eben’s ass tighten around his cock. It was by far the best ass he had the pleasure of being buried in. Alex reached down grabbing Eben’s and a held them above his head locking the pair of hairs together with his own. Neither said a word cause no more words could describe how they both were feeling. He slowly pulled all the way to the tip and pushed back in earning moans that came from both boys. 

    Alex rocked his hips back and forth in a sawing motion slowly, always stopping at the head before sliding back deep into Eben, Alex kept this up for a while letting his dick drive him crazy before the real work began. 

    Eben gasped and moaned calling out Alex’s name each time the fat cock head hit his sweet spot over and over again. “Baby please don’t stop that…feels too damn good baby….oh fuck yes”

    Alex had crazy hook up sex before but this was different. He was taking his time and enjoying it rather then getting a quick blowjob’s and a fifteen minute fuck. No, he was making sweet tender love to Eben. As they kissed Alex’s fucking became more faster and harder making Eben writhe under him as he fucked his sweet spot over and over again. The room echoed with a mixture of moans, grunts, and two bodies slapping loudly together. Alex kept fucking him harder as best as he could and he was doing one hell of a job. 

    “Fucking take this big dick” Alex growled. “I will breed your ass.” 

    The bed rocked and creaked under them, the bed hitting against the wall. Thrusting one final time into Eben he lifted him off the bed, still impaled, he pushed the stuff on top of his dresser off setting Eben down and continued to fuck him brutally. He whimpered, moaned, and begged for more. For it harder and deeper as he could go. He used all his energy and skills into fucking Eben, giving the smaller boy his wish. With long stroke fucking he got them both to edge. 

    “I am so close don’t stop baby” He panted.

    “Me…too…” 

    They both yelled and roared with one final pushed he buried all nine inches of his dick deep inside Eben hitting his sweet spot once more and released a torrent of cum flooding the boy’s ass. The sensation of feeling Alex’s hot load flooding triggered a chain reaction, without touching his cock once, it erupted shooting cum onto Alex’s eight pack. 

    Both boy’s panted hard as with what strength Ale had left he carried them over to his bed and laid down pulling Eben into his arms holding them as they both recovered. Eben’s mind was foggy and could feel his tired body pulling him into a slumber. He was happy, He had totally forgot why he was sad cause in this moment he was happy. He could feel the warmth load still in his ass, as he shifted in the jocks arms and smiled. Both boy; exhausted bodies overtook them as they drifted off into slumber…


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  • Double Stuffed

    Part 1

    31 year old Hispanic Police Officer Maleece Cortez awoke in his prison cell strapped to a workbench stockade, his head and hands locked into the wooden apparatus while his body lay prone and his feet spread eagle and bound at the base of the bench. A harness was strapped around his head, a mouthpiece wedge between his jaws to hold his mouth open in a large oval “O” shape. He knew he was naked as his body perspired from the heat of the room. His throat ached as he tried hard to swallow. How long had he been unconscious (he wondered)? That’s when he realized a dull consistent ache in his anus. He tried turning his head to look, but couldn’t move his neck no more than an inch or so. He could feel something moving in and out of his buttock, sliding straight through and up into his rectum with a calm steady stroke.

    He tried to call out, to ask who was fucking him, but the mouthpiece hindered his speech. He merely groaned in frustration as the object continued to move smoothly in and out of him. How long had they been fucking him? His hole felt so numb that he could barely feel it moving in and out of him.

    Across the room he could see 26 year old Corrections Officer Malik Jones strapped to an old wooden executioner’s chair, his arms and feet locked in chains as Malik sat dazed in the large chair. Maleece strained his eyes in the dim light to see a mechanical object under the chair, pumping up and down automatically, the motor creating a consistent hum in the room. The look on Malik’s face told Maleece that the object was disappearing up his ass, their captives were fucking them artificially, stretching their anuses, –but for what reason?

    Malik tried to adjust his ass so the object couldn’t penetrate him as deeply as it was, but his waist was strapped as well, keeping him from escaping his torture. Malik’s anus had been getting pummeled by the machine for over 4 hours, every 15 minutes it would automatically squirt a lubricant inside him to moisten the passageway, keeping the anal canal slick. The object (shaped like a large penis) pumped in and out at 50 strokes per-minute. The slight curve in the penis’ design rubbed consistently against Malik’s prostate, keeping his cock rock hard and leaking warm precum.

    Maleece could see streaks of wet/dry cum between Malik’s legs where he had cum already. Maleece suddenly realized he was being fucked by the same type of machine that was assaulting Malik. He tried tightening his asshole but couldn’t, his sphincter muscles lay relaxed and loose, as if given some sort of relaxer. What were these guys doing to them?

    Part 2

    24 year old (former Police Officer turned Convict) Joseph Justine lay naked on his back in another cell, his legs pulled high above his head and strapped in place with ropes to expose his hairless asshole. 3 men (supposed Guards) stood around him. One Guard stood at his head, feeding Justine his hairy cock while another Guard sat at his ass, slowly moving his fingers in and out of Justine’s asshole.

    Justine knew what was coming as the man added more fingers, forming his hand into a fist as he carefully eased it in past the relaxing anal muscles. Justine felt his asshole stretch to accommodate the large hand. To ignore the pain, he sucked harder on the cock in his mouth, causing the owner to groan involuntarily. Months of being sexually abused at the hands of the prison Aryans while doing time at Piedmont Penitentiary had stretched Justine’s asshole significantly. He could feel the Guard’s fist now moving up through his colon as he concentrated on sucking. The Guard ran his fist in and out, occasionally pulling his entire hand free to add more lube and watch the wide pinkish/red mancunt hang open like the mouth of a tea server before ramming back in.

    The Guards made rude comments about Justine’s gaping hole as they used his body for their pleasures. Occasionally Justine would feel the hand remove as one of their cocks would slip into him, –they’d spend several minutes fucking his gaping hole only to pull out and reshape it with their fists. After while the third Guard joined in, sliding his hand into Justine’s awaiting hole. Justine could tell when the 2 Guards switched off fisting him as one Guards’ hand was bigger than the other. He felt his bowels open as the bigger fist pushed in, filling him more completely and overwhelming his anal track with the huge solid mass. He groaned around the thick cock pressing into his throat, his own dick lying limp between his pale white legs. The Guard face fucking him pumped in and out slowly, taking time to stretch his mouth and throat as skillfully as his anus. When he hit rock bottom (his balls resting against Justine’s face), he began to unload a long stream of hot piss down the prisoner’s throat.

    Justine felt the piss stream shooting directly down his throat, filling his belly instantly. The Guard fisting him pushed his arm in near the elbow, filling Justine to the brim. The added pressure from both ends was a strain on Justine’s body. He squirmed to get away from either end but was unable to move. He knew better than to bite the cock in his mouth, knowing it would only serve to anger them.

    The hand in his ass withdrew down to the wrist, relieving some of the pressure as Justine’s stomach filled with piss. The stream was long and hot, blazing a trail straight down into Justine’s belly. Justine could feel the hotness of the wet stream searing through his body. The Aryans back in the Pen had used him as a toilet on more than one occasion. He remembered being filled to the brim with piss and cum until he felt his insides were about to explode. And when he did, the Aryans made him shit into a small bucket, then force fed him the contents for dinner.

    Justine felt the pee stream starting to lessen just as another set of fingers started to slide into him next to the hand already invading his body. He knew it was the third Guard attempting to double fist him. He pushed his flat hand in until the stretched anal ring closed painfully around his embedded wrist. The Guard made a fist inside Justine’s rectum along with the second Guard’s. Justine now had two fists from two different men in his ass. When one pulled his hand back, the other forced his hand inward, creating a continuous friction.

    Justine started to buck as the hands bore deeper into him, the double wrists stretching his anal ring further than anything ever had before. He tried concentrating on the hard cock in his throat, sucking it feverishly as the 2 Guards moved in and out against one another. As they pushed in further, Justine could feel their forearms stretching him even wider. Occasionally they would pull both fists all the way out of him before plunging back in, punching their dueling fists into the battered canal. Justine had to force himself from biting the cock in his mouth, sucking heartedly as he swallowed the man’s meat all the way up to the hairy balls.

    “This boy was well trained…!” exclaimed the Guard getting blown. He straddled Justine’s head and began face fucking him hard, ramming his cock as deeply as his 9 inch long appendage would allow.

    Justine tried concentrating on the throat fucking, ignoring the searing pain erupting through his bottom as the two fists punched through his hole. When they weren’t punching him separately, they punched him together, both removing their fists only to ram them both in simultaneously.

    Justine struggled as the fists punched through him, snapping his mancunt open as they continuously bore straight through his weary body. As he tried to scream out, the cock in his throat started to jerk, –the man face fucking him grabbed a fistful of his wet matted hair and began unloading wave after wave of hot gushing cum directly into his stomach.

    “Fuck, man…! He’s got me cumming again…!!” yelled the face fucker, pressing Justine’s face into his groin. Justine felt the cock jump and jerk, pulsating like a giant sore thumb in his mouth as the fists gut punched him again and again.

    Justine felt like he was drowning, unable to catch a decent breath as his body was raped and pillaged by the Guards. When they were done punishing him with punches, they rammed their dicks into him, fucking him like bandits until they unloaded inside him. When one finished cumming the next one pushed in and followed suit, shooting his own sludge alongside his friend’s.

    When they removed their cocks, Justine’s anal pussy hung open like fish’s mouth, drooling warm cum and lube as his pale legs burned for release which would never come.

    Part 3

    Maleece watched Malik from across the room, his 7 inch hardon beginning to jerk wildly as his eyes rolled up into his head. Malik groaned through his gag in his mouth as his muscles tensed against the restraints holding him in place. Maleece watched intently as Malik’s dick jumped, then suddenly started spurting hot goo all over the edge of the seat he sat in.

    Maleece wondered how someone could like getting fucked in the ass by one of these anal punching machines so much that he would cum all over himself without touching himself. He had the same machine pumping in his rectum, yet he was far from getting an erection or cumming from it.

    Just then the door to their cell opened. Maleece knew they were in trouble when they saw 4 male figures walk in. 2 walked over to Malik as he slowly started to come down from his climax. One of the men (a tall pale red head white man) reached down and grasped Malik’s hardon, stroking it back and forth in his rough hand. Malik’s eyes fluttered as his sensitive dick started to throb again. The man picked up the pace of his stroke as the machine continued to pummel Malik’s anus from beneath. Malik squirmed in his seat, his bare ass fitting through a large exposed hole in the bottom of the seat.

    The man stroking him recognized the alarmed look on Malik’s face as another climax hit upon him. His bottom lip quivered as his balls tightened and contracted. 3 gushes of sperm shot from the tip, coating the man’s palm as he continued to stroke. Malik groaned in despair, his balls aching from cumming once too many times.

    “I think this one’s ready!” said the second Guard as he reached under and turned off the machine. The piston slowed to a stop as the dildo exited his hole, leaving Malik’s asshole agape.

    The Guardsmen unstrapped Malik from the chair, dragging him over to an wooden horse where they draped him across like a dead carcass. Malik was too far gone to fight back, his arms and legs like jello as the blood slowly re-circulated into his stinging limbs.

    One of the Guards unzipped his trousers as he stepped up behind him and shoved his erection deep into Malik’s already lube slick hole. Malik felt the dick plunge into his wet rectum as the other Guardsmen stepped in front of him and presented his dick for sucking. Malik could feel the first man thrusting away inside him, shoving in and out of him deeply. The second man slapped his own hardon against Malik’s face, prying his dick head between his lips. Malik felt the dick fill his mouth as the man grabbed his head and started fucking.

    From across the room Maleece watched his former colleague getting raped. He watched the two men fucking into Malik from both ends, filling his holes with their thick manhoods as they treated him less than equal.

    Maleece felt the machine fucking him being turned off and knew instantly that his own fate was about to be tested next as the third and forth Guards maneuvered on either side of him.

    The dildo was removed from his asshole as the men took their positions. One stood at Maleece’s front while the other took up residence at the back. He fisted his dick as he prepared to fuck the Officer. Maleece struggled as he felt his hairy ass cheeks being parted. The man looked down at Maleece’s asshole, the once virgin anus now swollen and worn after hours of machine fucking, dripping anal lube from the pulsating track. The man stepped forth as he aimed his hardened cock up to the hole and pressed forth. Maleece groaned through the mouthpiece holding his jaws open as the cock bore through him.

    The man quickly sank into Maleece’s ass, pushing all the way in until his balls made contact. He ground himself in deep, loving the snug feel the masculine man’s warm gut. The man at Maleece head grabbed him under his chin, tilting his head upward. Maleece looked up to see the man fisting his dick with his free hand. He aimed the head up to the tube in Maleece’s mouth and pushed in. The tube (only about 2 inches in length) protected his cock from Maleece’s teeth so he couldn’t bite down. It also left a clear path into his throat, enabling the man to shove straight into Maleece’s throat unobstructed. Maleece felt the dick pushing through his throat ring, forcing its way down into his esophagus. He choked, but the man continued on. He didn’t care that Maleece was a straight man who wasn’t used to sucking cock. He held onto his head as he fucked back and forth, feeding more and more dick between the cop’s lips.

    Maleece was being fucked from front and back, just like Malik. The two men endured the same fate as the Guards took advantage of them both. If the strength of a man is measured by how much humility he can endure, then Malik and Maleece were at the top of the list as they both took the 4 Guards dicks front and back.

    The men treated them like animals as they fucked them hard, slapping their asses and plunging their throats with deep inhumane lunges.

    Malik was better able to cope with his ordeal than Maleece, having had nearly 2 years experience taking dick at either end. In fact he sucked the Guard’s dick with relish, wanting to make him cum quickly. The Guard tried holding off his orgasm as long as possible, but felt it difficult when Malik was sucking at an expert pace. “This one’s hungry…!” stated the man, getting closer to popping.

    The man at Malik’s ass couldn’t help fucking harder, the young black man’s brown bubble butt was just too pretty, too talented to last very long. He watched his white cock disappear between the brown globes as he too got close to dumping. He reached up and grabbed Malik by the shoulder, pulling his body back into his thrusts as he hammered hard into the brown backside.

    Malik groaned and grunted with each thrust, his body being invaded as he was helpless to stop it. His only resource was to milk their dicks, make them cum off quickly against their wills. He loosened his throat muscles as he plunged his head down on the white cock before him, trying to bring him to a premature climax. Then he tightened his anal muscles as he squeezed the hard white cock in his ass. Both men found themselves humping harder, driving themselves in deeper as they began to pant for breath.

    The man in Malik’s ass came first. He couldn’t resist the super slick velvety feeling surrounding his cock as he plunged in and out with wild abandon. He shoved himself all the way in after only 5 minutes of serious fucking and came with a resounding roar.

    The man in Malik’s mouth fucked into his throat with vigor, his balls slapping repeatedly into Malik’s chin. He fell over the edge as the cum came pouring out of his cock, splattering down the confines of Malik’s throat. Both men emptied their loads in him, their satisfied dicks falling limp long before they intended.

    Maleece however (without Malik’s skill or cunning) had to endure a longer punishment. The 2 men fucking him even switched off, trading places as they shared his sweet Puertorican holes. Maleece hated what was happening to him. As a man obsessed with being in control, he was practically screaming. He tried biting down on the cock fucking his throat, but the apparatus blocking his teeth prevented it. He could taste his own ass on the man’s cock, confirmation that it had indeed been lodged in his ass. He wanted to earl, but the cock plunged his throat preventing anyplace for the vomit to go but down.

    For 12 minutes longer than Malik’s ordeal, Maleece had to endure. He felt the men grabbing at his body, yanking him in different directions. The dick in his mouth came first, shooting a river of semen straight down his open throat. Maleece could feel each surge of cum as it pulsed out of the dick with force.

    The man at his ass fucked for several more minutes before he felt his own dick starting to pulse. He never stopped ramming as he unloaded a half pint of hot cum directly into Maleece’s gut. Maleece could feel practically every gush of the warm liquid as it burned through his rectum like venom. He felt another ounce of his manhood die as the men unloaded in him, using his body as a lowly cumdump.

    After the fuckings all 4 Guards gathered around Maleece, they could still sense a great deal of resistance in him as they all pulled out their penises and started pissing in his mouthpiece. Maleece was forced to drink the rancid liquids as they burned down his throat like battery acid. To added insult to his humiliation, a couple of them even aimed their piss loads across his face, drenching him in urine,

    After having a hardy laugh at Maleece’s expense, the 4 Guardsmen left, locking the two captives inside. Malik was slow to regain the strength to get up and walk. He staggered his way over to Maleece and began unlatching him from the stockade. Maleece’s first reaction was to reach up and rip the plastic mouthpiece off. He fell to the floor, crying and hacking up vomit through his mouth and nose. Malik knelt beside him, stroking his back comforting while trying to console.

    “It’s going to be alright…” whispered Malik, looking around for an escape. “…we’re going to get out of here…, –alive!”

    “Wha…” Gasped Maleece, lying on the floor weakened by the hours of captivity. “…what do you think they plan to do with us…?” He cried, choking on his own vomit.

    “Fuck us…, rape us…, sell us to the highest bidder…!” answered Malik, coldly.

    “Bu…but we’re Officers…, just like them…!” reasoned Maleece, his body aching all over (particularly within).

    “Not like them…” explained Malik, “…we’re minorities! We don’t count!”

    answered the blackman.

    Maleece lowered his head in despair as he began to wonder what Jake was doing right now…?

    Part 4 – NORTH PHILLY

    (Tempest Williams” basement stronghold) 

    Ever since his kidnapping, Tempest Williams’ has made sure that 22 year old caucasian Philadelphia Police Officer Jake Valentine was well fed regularly with the illegal drug Sextasy, and fucked around the clock by a legion of his young black male street hustlers. Tempest had hours and hours of video taped footage of Jake getting fucked by hundreds of his most prominent street pharmacists. They fucked Valentine in groups, making sure his mouth and ass stayed plugged consistently with hard meat. Tempest gave them Jake to fuck as reward for their good progress on the streets. The young black drug dealers were eager to fuck the pig-cop’s available pink holes, giving them the opportunity to brag about it back home to their hommies. There wasn’t a dealer on the street that didn’t want to put a cop in his place, on his knees where they belonged for ragging on them when all they was trying to do was make some easy money by peddling dope.

    Jake was usually unaware of what was happening to him. He had no idea how long he’d been held captive in Tempest’s basement headquarters. All he was aware of was the constant pleasure his mind and body was receiving as the drug dealers flipped him in different directs to plug his loose fitting holes. One by one they shoved their dicks in his mouth and ass, fucking the ex-high school jock’s muscular body as they all creamed off inside him at one end or another.

    Tempest watched the orgies unfold from his monitor room, getting everything on film as he alternated watching Officer Valentine get used over and over again on close circuit TV in his room, and watching his special houseguest Marvin Rollins sulk in another room across the hall. Marvin (now elected Tempest’s new in-house Stallion [as of chap-68, pt-3]) had been restricted from having sex of any kind with anyone else in the house. Tempest reserved Marvin’s mammoth dick for himself, not wanting share it with any of his Stable Girls’ boi-pussies. However (unfortunately for Marvin) Tempest himself did not get fucked unless he was seriously in the mood to be, this limited how often Marvin would get off as Tempest did not bottom often.

    Marvin would sit in his room, watching something inconsequential on television while listening to all the hot sex happening in the room across the hall. He tried to ignore the hardons tenting his boxers, lazily reaching down to occasionally caress them as they sprung up and strained for freedom through the flimsy material. Marvin didn’t like being at another man’s beckon call. He had more freedom in the State Penn than he had at Tempest’s Lair. In prison at least he could get some ass whenever he wanted, he didn’t have to sit around waiting (hoping) someone would come by to let him fuck them. He wasn’t used to another man calling the shots, telling him when he could fuck or get sucked. Marvin was used to taking what he wanted when he wanted however he wanted it, –to hell with anyone who didn’t like it or tried to resist.  But Marvin knew better than to fuck with Tempest. He knew the drug lord wasn’t playing with a full deck. He (like most other dealers in the area) knew well of Tempest’s reputation and had heard horror stories of him killing and even torturing people who didn’t do as he pleased (the wildest rumor being a sex crazed Gorilla he used to attack people with which he supposedly kept chained in the basement of one of his crack houses [Precinct-23 #’s -3 and -17]). Though Marvin didn’t like being told what to do, he followed Tempest’s orders and kept his dick to himself, opting to take matters into his own hands from time to time through masturbating.

    This particular day, Tempest decided to give Marvin a break. He walked down the hall to Marvin’s room, and gently knocked on the door. Marvin answered wearing nothing but his flimsy prison issued undershorts and a wife’s beater. Surprised, his dick sprung to half mast hoping Tempest was there to give up some ass.

    “What’chu up to, man…?” questioned Tempest, ignoring Marvin’s hardon as he entered his room.

    “Not much, man…, just watching a lil’ TV.” Answered Marvin, groping his straining rod.

    “You’ve been following my orders…?” asked Tempest, already knowing the answer. “…been keeping that dick of mine in your pants?”

    “Of course! It’s been real hard, though…, with all the fucking I hear going on in Officer Jake’s room!” reasoned Marvin.

    “Yeah…, homeboi’s been getting more than his share of dick, ain’t he?”

    chuckled Tempest.

    “And then some!” said Marvin. “If he has a man at home, he definitely gonna notice a difference in tightness!”

    “That’s for damn sure!” smiled Tempest. “That’s why I gave him a break tonight…, thought his asshole could use a night off!” reasoned the drug dealer. “How bout you…?” he suddenly asked, looking over at Marvin questionably. “…you in the mood for some ass tonight?”

    “Hell yeah!” excited Marvin, ready to cum his shorts. “You feel like getting fucked…?”

    “Naw…” answered Tempest, causing Marvin’s excitement to drop. “…I don’t do that shit often…, I really have to be a mood for a pounding to get fucked!” said Tempest. “You have to ration your shit out to niggas, or else mofos’ll be all up in yur shit night and day!”

    “So…, why were you asking if I wanted some ass…?” questioned Marvin, curiously.

    “Figured if you were up for a serious bang session…, we could go across the hall and pay your cop buddy a visit!” winked Tempest with an evil grin.

    “I dunno…” said Marvin, apprehensively.

    “Why not…?”

    “He’s a cop…!”

    “A cop strung out on Sextasy! Trust me my brutha, he’ll appreciate the dicking more than your morality check!” reasoned Tempest. “That cop in there ain’t no shrinking violet…, he’s been around the block more than a few times! He was used to dick before I got to him, –believe me!”

    “I know…” said Marvin, still unsure.

    “You want some ass or not? He getting fucked either way…!” declared Tempest.

    Part 5

    22 year old Jake Valentine lay naked in bed, his mind in a foggy haze as he lay waiting. The door to his room crept open as 2 men walked in (Tempest and Marvin). They observed Jake lying in bed, his white muscular body quite a sight in any man’s eyes. He lay on his back, his legs open as his soft flaccid cock lay across his thigh.

    “Heads or tails…?” asked Tempest, running his hands down Jake’s body.

    “Tails! Always!” said Marvin, forgetting his morals.

    “Why don’t we take turns…?” Asked Tempest, removing his clothes.

    The 2 men undressed, their hardons standing stiff and proud like two giant crowbars in the night. Tempest reached down and grabbed Jake’s ankles, flipping the young Officer over on his belly to expose his luscious backside.

    “White boi gotta good bottom…!” moaned Marvin, already pre-cumming with excitement. He hadn’t had any action since Tempest deemed him his new Stud, and his dick was just itching for some action.

    Tempest parted Jake’s legs, revealing his large puckered

    hole. Since his captivity Jake’s asshole had been getting a lot of use. It no longer resembled the tight pink rosebud it once was, not the hole looked like a bloated set of puckered lips, all they were missing was bright red lipstick.

    Tempest got down on the bed behind Jake, kissing both perfectly round shaped buns before burying his face in-between. He had his servants clean Jake up before he dismissed them, douching his newly formed anal pussy so he and his houseguest could have a clean cunt to fuck. He licked along the anal crack, juicing up the lips as he bore his tongue inside. Jake didn’t react, obviously asleep or unconscious as his mancunt was being eaten.

    Marvin walked up to Jake’s head. He crawled up onto the bed and presented his long fat leaky dick for sucking. He rubbed the round head against Jake’s pink lips, pushing inward as he started to feed him dick in his sleep.

    Jake was unaware what was happening as he began nursing the convict’s dick head, sucking sweetly about the head as a baby would the nipple of a bottle. Marvin stifled a groan, the sensitive head flared between Jake’s lips as he started to thrust.

    “umm…” stirred Jake, sensing something in his sleep. Instinctively he spread his legs, giving Tempest’s tongue more room to maneuver. Tempest grabbed two huge handfuls of Jake’s luscious bottom and pulled them apart, stretching the hole out as he rammed his tongue in. Jake raised his ass higher, making for a better target.

    Marvin leaned forward and began moving his dick in and out of Jake’s open mouth. Jake suckled the head and part of the shaft, widening his mouth to accommodate the width. Marvin grabbed a fistful of Jake’s hair and began to fuck in and out of his mouth. Slowly Jake began to awaken, realizing the size of the dick ramming his jaws.

    Tempest ate his ass with gusto before ripping his tongue from the juicy cunt and replacing it with his dick. He only added a small amount of lubricant to the anal opening before sliding in, preferring the anus to produce its own juices during a fuck.

    Jake felt the long curved dick sliding into his rectum. He moaned erotically around the dick in his mouth, unable to hide his contentment.

    Tempest pressed all the way up into him, resting his knotty pelvis against the smooth butt cheeks. Jake lifted his head, angling between Marvin’s thighs as he started to get more into the oral pleasure. He stretched his lips around the fat prod, taking in as much as his throat would allow. Marvin loved the attention his dick was finally getting, but he knew what he really wanted was some ass. He stared down at the spot where Tempest’s dick and Jake’s ass met. The long brown dick curved into Jake’s parted cheeks, disappearing deep in the anal colon. Marvin couldn’t help but be envious, wishing it was his dick inside the Officer.

    Tempest was in no rush to cum, he had a plan all mapped out for breeding Jake’s hole. He fucked leisurely, taking his time as if he had all night with no particular place to go. He fucked in and out of the hole, corkscrewed it circularly, rammed it hard, fucked it deep then shallow, and long dicked it until he was sure it was ready for Marvin’s mammoth rod. He pulled his dick from the confines, much to Marvin’s delight. Marvin removed his dick from Jake’s sucking mouth, leaving the Officer pouting like a child. He maneuvered himself into position behind Jake, parting the pale white ass cheeks to stare at the magical hole beneath him for a moment, then sank all thick fat 10 inches of his elephant dick all the way up into Jake’s anal chute in one swift motion.

    Jake groaned out loud as the monster dick sled in deep. Marvin rested his hips against Jake’s buttock and relaxed, enjoying the lively spasms as the hole squeezed and convulsed around his shaft.

    “Fuck man…” moaned Marvin, resisting the urge to completely pulverize the hole. He wanted this feeling to last a long time, not knowing when the next time he might be able to fuck someone, hell, Ellis’ trial could go on indefinitely!

    Tempest positioned himself at Jake’s head. Jake opened his mouth to accept the brown snake as it pushed in-between his lips. He could feel the cock in his ass digging in deep, stretching his anal muscles wide as it started to fuck in and out. Jake arched his back, giving his ass up to the anal fucker as he concentrated on pleasing the two dicks.

    He sucked feverishly on Tempest’s tool, while massaging Marvin’s dick with his anal muscles. Marvin couldn’t resist fucking in and out, feeding the ass every inch of his gigantic manhood. He slammed his hips into Jake’s ass as he fucked, his big bloated balls slapping between Jake’s thighs as he buried his dick again and again.

    “Oh shit…!!” gasped Marvin, feeling his climax coming on already. He hated himself for cumming so soon and ruining what might be his last fuck for awhile. To compensate he fucked harder, slamming his pelvis into Jake’s ass with all his might as his thick dick swelled, then started hosing load after honey rich load deep in Jake’s colon.

    “Came, eh…?” laughed Tempest, knowing Marvin was ripe.

    Marvin looked embarrassed to have been seen cumming so quickly, he had a reputation for killing pussy, men like him didn’t cum at the drop of a dime. “Don’t worry man…, pig ain’t going nowhere til we each put two shots up in his ass apiece!” declared Tempest.

    He grabbed Jake by both sides of his pretty head and began feeding him dick. Jake merely held his mouth open as Tempest rammed back and forth, using it for target practice. He fucked his thick curved dick deep into Jake’s throat, banging his pelvis into his face with each inward thrust. Jake had no choice but to swallow the penis or choke. He lavished the underbelly with his tongue, bathing it in warm spit as he swallowed it again and again in delight.

    AT his ass Marvin was gearing up for round-2. He ground his spend dick around in Jake’s velvety tunnel before resuming the fuck where he left off. He lazily pumped in and out, no longer in a rush to bust. Now he could relax and enjoy a nice long leisurely fucking, savoring the ass to use later in his memories for masturbation when he wasn’t getting any. He watched as Tempest used the cop’s mouth, ramming his dick in deeper with every thrust. He could hear the back of Officer Jake’s throat making gurgling noises every time Tempest’s dick plunged deep. The cop’s throat ballooned with every thrust, his think pink lips sucking along the long brown shaft with desire. He could taste the pre-cum whenever Tempest teased him with the head. It only served make him want more as he sucked harder and took the dick deeper.

    Tempest let Jake suck his first load from his dick, watching his penis pulse between the white Officer’s grateful lips. Jake swallowed the hot cum as it came pouring out. His world focused on eating cum.

    Tempest let the cop savor his dick for awhile, keeping it hard between his lips as he pushed his ass back on Marvin’s dick. Marvin was steady pumping, feeding the hungry ass all 10 inches in a firm but slow fucking.

    “Roll him over…” ordered Tempest, putting lube on his dick as he prepared to do some fucking of his own. “…its time to show this pig what white boiz are made for…!”

    Marvin rolled over on his back, pulling Jake’s petite frame over with him. His long fat 10 inch dick was lodged deep in Jake’s pinkish/red asshole, the fat rubbery anal lips sucking sweetly about his thick brown base. Tempest maneuvered himself between the two men’s widely spread legs, aiming his own 9 and 1/2 inch crowbar up to the already stuffed hole.

    “We gonna double stuff him…?” asked Marvin excited, looking up at Tempest from under Jake’s looping head.

    “We gonna stretch this pussie so wide…, that New York will be calling to ask for their tunnel back!”

    Marvin held back a chuckle as Tempest forced his dick head up against the base of Marvin’s ramrod. He pressed and pressed until Jake’s asshole slowly started to give under pressure. His dick head popped into the anus along side Marvin’s shaft. Jake screamed an erotic wail of lust as his asshole was being stretched wider than ever before. He lay limply between the two black men as Tempest stuffed his curved manhood up the tight fitting chute alongside his new Stallion.

    Marvin felt Tempest slick slimy shaft rubbing against his. The feeling was incredible as Jake’s anal ring tightened like a rubberband. Jake moaned and groaned continuously as his body was invaded by two of the biggest dicks he’s encountered. Tempest ground his meaty sausage around in Jake’s roost for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of another dick stuff beside his. He could see Marvin lying underneath Jake, their eyes looking square at each other as the two drug dealers shared an intimate gaze.

    Slowly Tempest started to fuck, pulling in and out of Jake’s tightly stretched anus. He loved how Marvin’s dick felt beside his, sliding together obscenely as he fucked the cop like a subhuman he believed him to be.

    Jake was still strung out on Sextasy. His mind went in and out with delirious ease. When his sexual pleasure was heightened, the drugs seemed to kick in more. He squirmed between the two men, feeling his asshole grow numb under the pressure while he lay on top of Marvin like a human mattress.

    Marvin waited with bated breath as Tempest did all the movement. He merely lay there, enjoying the feelings erupting through his penis as Tempest fucked back and forth. He could feel Jake’s asshole spasm and squeeze their joined rods, he could feel Tempest’s slick smooth dick gliding along his underbelly, and he could a could feel the slickness of his earlier load coating their dueling dicks like lubricant.

    After awhile Marvin started to join in the thrust. He held Jake up by the hips, making it easier for him to thrust up into his ass. Jake’s head lay in the cove of Marvin’s neck as he tossed his head from side to side in delirious bliss. Tempest fucked inward as Marvin pulled outward, Marvin thrust upward as Tempest withdrew outward. The two men set up a nice pace, working opposite each other to keep Jake’s rectum plunged with stiff hard black dick at all times.

    Jake lay in a completely state of euphoria as his body was taken to levels he never experienced before. His body was not his own, it belonged to the men using him, fucking him and making his body bent to their needs.

    After about 10 full solid minutes of coasting sex, Tempest started to really pound into Jake’s ass, using deeper harder strokes as he picked up the pace. Marvin followed suit, lifting his own ass up off the bed as he sliced deep with every upward thrust. The two men long dicked Officer Jake with their spears, stabbing him dead center every time. Jake could do nothing but lay there and take whatever they did to him. He was in no position to protest anything. Occasionally lust would overwhelm him enough that he would turn his head sideways and lick Marvin’s thick lips. Marvin would answer Jake’s passionate response by fucking deeper into his belly, his big bloated balls slapping into Jake’s ass with force. Jake would groan and toss his head to the side, his wet matted hair flinging across his forehead.

    The bed rocked and creaked, threatening to collapse at

    anytime. Both men continued to ram inward, filling Officer Jake with enough black dick to chock a horse. Marvin was the first to feel his climax approach as he scrunched his face in painful bliss.

    “Awww fuck…!” he cursed as his dick swelled like a cooked sausage. “…I’m gonna cum…!” he announced, ramming hard.

    Tempest never stopped thrusting as Marvin’s thick underbelly pulsed wildly against his sliding dick. Marvin screamed out loud as his orgasm hit, shooting his second load deep in Jake’s over stuffed ass.

    “AARRRRHHH !! AAARRRHHHH…!! AAHHHHH…, OOOHH FUCK…!!” yelled Marvin as his dick shot 6 more heaping bursts of hot cum in Jake’s bowels.

    Jake groaned blissfully as Tempest pushed his knees up to his shoulder. Marvin locked them into place by grabbing them from behind the knee and holding them steady. Tempest got up into push-up position and began ramming Jake’s hole with very deep hard lunges, causing the young Officer to buck like a fish on a hook. Marvin fought to hold his deflating dick inside as Tempest fucked wildly with abandon. He jackhammered his way through the warm wet hole, ramming himself in deep as he too lost his load in Jake’s warm bowels.

    “Awww shit…!!” yelled Tempest, firing wave after wave of thick sticky goo into Jake’s asshole, coating Marvin’s shrinking penis in his slime. “Now THAT’s what cops’r for…!” sighed Tempest, pulling out as he flopped down on the bed beside Marvin.

    Jake merely moaned softly as his widened asshole pulsed and breathed in and out like an erupting volcano, slowly receding and expanding in on itself before slowly shranking back down around Marvin’s soft prod, a steady leak of warm sludge flowing from his madly abused rectum. As the 3 men lay recuperating and basking in afterglow, their tranquility was briefly interrupted when Brian Dunn (Tempest’s assistant) came into the room.

    “uh…, sir…?” he called, catching Tempest’s attention.

    “What is it, Dunn…?” asked Tempest, annoyed. “Can’t you see I’m busy…?”

    “uh…, yes sir…, I was watching on the monitor…!” informed Dunn, his dick tenting his trousers as he looked at the two exquisitely naked black men. “We have a small matter that needs your attention.”

    “What kind of matter…?” asked Tempest, laying his head back on one of the pillows.

    “A money matter, sir! Involving a joint bank account you had with a, uh…, –Darryl Walker…!”

    “Ohh…, that’s Peaches!” said Tempest, thinking back fondly as he continued to lay there. “I opened that account with her back when we lived together (see Peaches #’s 1 & 2 by clicking on the AUTHOR’s section and then the Transgender section at the bottom of my story listing for more detail of their past together). It held all of our earning from my early days of drug dealing and pimping on the streets! What about it…? There can’t be a lot of money left in that account…”

    “Over 20k, sir!” answered Dunn, efficiently.

    “So…, close the account and have whatever left transferred into one of my other accounts! What’s the problem?” asked Tempest, wanting to take a quick nap before attacking Jake’s holes again.

    “Well…, the account has already been closed, sir. In Miami…, from Darryl Walker himself!”

    Tempest’s eye popped open. “Peaches went to Florida…?” he asked himself out loud. “Must’ve been a long time ago…, –what year was that?”

    he asked curiously, expecting to hear some 5 or 10 years prior.

    “Bank records report this happened late last year…, –the day AFTER she was supposedly killed in the water front shoot out!” explained Dunn, causing Tempest to sit up in bed.

    “Late last year…?” questioned Tempest, his eyes wandering wildly. “Peaches is alive…??!”


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  • Optometrist

    There is a wonderful word in Yiddish, namely ‘seykhl.’ If you have seykhl, you have common sense, and people with this attribute are always successful in life. Anyone who has ever attended a tenth, twentieth or thirtieth school reunion, could easily attest to this fact. Often, the brainy seniors at school, or college, who excelled academically, end up living a life of financial mediocrity. The guys with seykhl, nonetheless, who are generally regarded as the ones least likely to succeed in the stifled scholastic milieu of their youth, go on to become highly successful.

    As so it was the case with the forty-three-year-old Ronnie. School and college had proved to be a strain for him. Somehow, nonetheless, he had muddled through and become an optometrist. With his abundance of common sense, by the time Ronnie turned twenty-five, he had opened his first practice. Thereafter, over the next eighteen years, Ronnie opened a further fifteen branches of ‘Eagle Eye,’ the name of his franchise.

    Being as astute as he was, whenever a young optometrist with potential worked for him or one of his franchisees, Ronnie would set him up in another branch. Naturally, he always recouped his investment from these individuals and cleverly retained a modest share in their businesses. Ronnie always made sure that all his branches had the latest and best equipment needed, and with the business plan that he had paid a good deal of money for, operated flawlessly. Ronnie also made sure before opening another branch that a thorough demographic study for the new location was undertaken.

    A further upshot of this was; having opened his separate optical workshop all the lenses’ that were needed for the branches had to be purchased from him. In addition, with the collective buying power of the group, Ronnie received great discounts on all spectacle frames and contact lenses etcetera, which he generously shared with the owners of the other outlets. This effectively negated the share of profits that they were required to pay to him. In conclusion, Ronnie’s intellectual resources were always available to all who needed advice. He was a really pleasant guy and with his reputation, I was totally in awe of him.

    ***

    As so it came to pass that I was employed by Ronnie. I was one of two optometrists employed at the branch that he fully owned. In all honesty, Cindy and I did most of the consulting, which was understandable given all the administration that Ronnie was required to do for the group. Resultantly, Ronnie spent at least half his day in an office that was located above the shop.

    Very early on I made it known that I was gay, and as much as I was extremely nervous about this revelation at first, it did not seem to faze Ronnie at all. In fact, thereafter, I began to feel that he was fascinated by me.

    I did not find him appealing at all and at any gay bar or club, I would have avoided him completely. Ronnie was thickset, had a paunch, and he was virtually totally bald. Pleasant as his face was, he was most definitely not handsome. Another somewhat unattractive feature of Ronnie was his stubby fingers and fat hands. Thankfully, his hands were always very clean.

    From the pictures in his office, I observed that over twenty years before, he had sported a thick mop of red hair. All that remained of that mane, however, was a thin short-cropped sliver of silver hair around the sides of his head. The only evidence of his former russet glory was a rather prominent moustache that still bore evidence of his ‘fiery’ past.

    As time wore on, Ronnie’s fascination with me seemed to escalate, and I would often catch him looking at me with an almost lustful look on his face. He would also frequently place a hand on my shoulder, particularly when we were alone, and gently squeeze my shoulder. Although this worried me, I constantly reassured myself that this was simply his way. Naturally, he did not ever touch Cindy, for obvious reasons.

    One evening, Ronnie invited me upstairs for a drink after we had closed the business. I was very nervous about his invitation. Apart from the fact that he did not appeal to me as I have stated, Ronnie held my future in the palm of his hand and if was planning to coerce me into having sex with him, I would essentially have my back against the wall.

    I was greatly relieved when nothing happened that evening, berating myself as I drove home for having an overactive imagination. These visits, however, became a standard practice hereafter.

    During our sessions upstairs, Ronnie began to reveal more and more about himself to me. He told me about his school and college days, and the early days after he started his business. Gradually, he also commenced telling me about his home life.

    His wife was the busiest person on the planet. Not only were her days filled with every conceivable kind of charity work, but her evenings were taken up with book clubs, pottery classes, art classes, etcetera.

    Their two daughters were at college and also very seldom visited home because, like their mother, they were constantly on all kinds of excursions during college holidays.

    It became very clear to me that Ronnie lived a very lonely life. He joked that all he was to his family was their personal piggy bank.

    On one of the following evening when we had drinks upstairs, Ronnie told me that he and his wife slept in separate rooms and that they no longer had sex. In fact, they had not done so for years. He further informed me that he had considered having an extramarital affair, but decided against it because he did not want to compromise the business he had worked so had to build, in any way or form.

    That night before we left for home, Ronnie dropped the bombshell. He told me that when he was a senior in high school, he had shared a dormitory with his best friend. During that year, as he informed me, they had enjoyed a very intimate relationship. He did not elaborate on that, but as we were leaving he placed his hand on my shoulder, and then gave it a squeeze, before running his fingers up and down my back in a very sensual manner.

    When I drove home that night, I was extremely worried. I instinctively knew that the point of no return was fast approaching with Ronnie. I was astute enough to know that he had been priming me for his ‘final onslaught,’ in a coercive softening up tactic. All I could think about was how I would deal with it when that inevitable moment arrived.

    Please understand that I did not find him repulsive, but I was very concerned about my future. The words; ‘Don’t shit on your own doorstep,’ kept running through my mind.

    Two nights later my heart began to race when I was once again invited upstairs for a drink. After handing me my whisky, Ronnie took up where he had left off the time before, gently squeezing my shoulder and sensually running his hand up and down my back.

    Deciding upon a diversion tactic, I asked him if he and his wife had ever sought counselling. With a rueful smile, Ronnie simply shook his head.

    “The only reason my wife married me, is because I was a very promising prospect. Sex became a problem shortly after we married and to this day, I am amazed that we even had a second daughter,” Ronnie informed me.

    After sipping on his whisky, he resumed, “My wife thinks that my cock is disgusting and has never stopped telling so.”

    I was totally bewildered at this point and wondered what deformity Ronnie could possibly have. I was very uncomfortable and decided to remain silent, hoping that he wouldn’t persevere with the topic. After another sip of his drink, however, Ronnie once more took up the reigns.

    “Have you ever heard the term; hypospadias?” Ronnie asked me.

    “No,” I answered, clueless as to what it actually meant.

    “Well, Nate, why don’t you sit on the ottoman over there and I will show you,” Ronnie suggested.

    On the one side of his office and in the middle of the wall, Ronnie had a large rectangular leather-covered ottoman that looked perfect for an occasional catnap. Moving over to it, I gingerly sat down. I was becoming very anxious and nervous at this point, with a myriad of permutations as to what I was about to see going through my mind. I was seriously not into a sexual encounter with him, let alone witnessing a freak show.

    Ronnie then moved in before me. I was gobsmacked when he first removed his shoes and socks, before unbuttoning the front of his shirt. As I looked at his stomach and chest, Ronnie was actually hairier than I had thought.

    Following on from that, Ronnie unbuckled his belt before unzipping his trousers. Once done, he let his pants fall to the floor before kicking them to the side.

    Next, Ronnie pushed his boxers down and also let them drop to the floor. As I observed his cut cock I was taken aback at how normal it looked to me. Ronnie was well-endowed and the only odd thing about his pale dick, that I could see in any case, was that the head of his knob was disproportionately short. It was as thick as the shaft of his cock but less than a half inch long.

    “Your cock looks normal to me,” I said, as I looked up at him.

    Smiling at me, Ronnie now used his left index finger and thumb to lift his cock and expose the underside of his dick. I was completely stunned by what I saw. It was as if the flesh from under his cock-head had been scooped away to halfway down the shaft of his penis. The skin of this hollow was shiny and pinkish in colour. At the halfway point, where his dick returned to normal, there was a large aperture. I had never seen anything like this before. As I stared at the weird vision before me, Ronnie began to explain:

    He, first of all, assured me that it wasn’t a disease and that he had simply been born with this condition that affected a miniscule number of men. Unlike other men, Ronnie’s urethra did not extend to the end of his glans. Because his foreskin was malformed due to the ‘scoop,’ the doctors had advised that he should be circumcised.

    Following on that, they had advised his parents against corrective surgery to close the cavity, because with the penis being the delicate organ that it is, erectile dysfunction could result. They also assured his folks that he would be able to have normal erections and accomplish a regular sex life, despite the aberration.

    Resultantly, his mom and dad had decided to ‘let sleeping dogs lie.’ With a chuckle, Ronnie then concluded his lecture by mentioning that unlike other men, he had to sit down on a toilet to piss.

    I was totally stunned and all I could think of saying was; “Wow, that opening hallway down your shaft is very large.”

    “Yeah,” he replied, before resuming, “Would you like me to show you a neat trick?”

    I did not know if I should if I should scratch my head or my arse and so I opted for the inevitable, “Sure,” reply.

    Ronnie then placed his fat little finger in his mouth and applied a copious amount of spit to it. Thereafter, he pushed the tip of the digit into the gaping hole.

    As his finger entered up passed the first knuckle and then stopped, I asked, “Fuck, isn’t that sore?”

    “No,” he quickly answered, “In fact, it feels incredible.”

    “Oh,” was all I could offer in reply.

    After a few moments, he continued, “Of course, if my fat fingers were as slender as yours, it would be a lot more pleasurable.”

    ‘Oh fuck,’ I thought, knowing what was about to follow.

    “Would you like to push your little finger into this hole?” he asked.

    Caught between a rock and a hard place, all I could say was, “Sure.”

    “Gob on your little finger and stick it in,” he gleefully advised.

    I wasn’t very keen but totally intrigued by what was transpiring.

    After lubricating my finger with spit I pushed it into the hole. Amazingly, it felt totally incredible as my finger slipped in all the way.

    “Doesn’t this hurt?” I again asked with incredulity.

    “Fuck, no, it’s totally awesome,” he replied. “Spear your finger in and out,” he now requested, in a tone that was dripping with lust.

    As I complied, his dick instantly commenced hardening and I could feel the resultant restriction on my finger.

    Shortly, nevertheless, his natural lubrication negated this when I felt my little finger becoming coated with slickness as I speared my digit in and out of the orifice.

    “Fuck me,” he babbled, “Don’t fuckin’ stop, please… keep doing that.”

    Strange as I was finding this, I felt an excitement searing through me as my dick began throbbing in my pants.

    As I looked up at Ronnie’s face his head was tilted back slightly, his eyes were closed, his mouth was open, and he had a look of total ecstasy on his face. Sounds of gratification now flowed from his lips, interjected by a cacophony of expletives and blasphemous phrases.

    All my former misgivings had now melted and I was totally into this scene. In fact, I decided to up the ante and after extracting my finger, I took control of his dick with my left hand and steered it into my mouth. Upon doing so, I slid off the ottoman and onto my knees before him. After I commenced lapping at the concave underside of his knob my tongue also began to prod the large opening halfway down.

    As his body commenced shuddering with excitement, he blurted, “Jesus… the last time happened to me… was when my best friend sucked me off at school.”

    Ronnie’s fat hands now took control of my head, which he excitedly caressed. As his cock delved ever deeper into my mouth and began to conquer my throat, I was very pleased about the gouge that he had on the upper part of his knob, because it facilitated his invasion splendidly. Unfortunately, Ronnie’s excitement as he commenced skull-fucking me was so intense that I had to push his hips back continuously, to ensure a steady flow of oxygen to my lungs. We did, nevertheless, soon find a comfortable rhythm that suited our mutual pleasure.

    For several minutes, our union rambled on blissfully before he mentioned that he was getting very close to cumming. Ronnie then advised me to tilt my head to the side and cover his shaft hole with my lips. After doing so, my left hand continued caressing the upper side of his cock to stimulate him. With what I can only describe as an unearthly sound, Ronnie commenced seeding my mouth. The eruption was spectacular and I happily swallowed and savoured his substantial volume of spunk.

    Once done, Ronnie asked me to stand up and undress. With both of us now naked, his hairy body embraced me as he feverishly started kissing me. His oral ‘attack’ was rather hectic and was that of a person who had been starved of affection for a very long time. Truthfully, I did not mind.

    After a few minutes, I felt him coaxing me onto my back on the ottoman. With his body on top of me and his legs between my knees, Ronnie began to grind his dick into my crotch. His fat hands once more took control of my head as he animatedly commenced slavering all over my face and head. It was clear that Ronnie was somewhat of a sloppy kisser, but I really didn’t mind. His enthusiasm was incredible.

    After a quarter of an hour with my head totally sodden, Ronnie lifted up onto outstretched arms and announced that he was going to cum all over my crotch. As I began to tweak his fat nipples he grunted as his large hips smeared his cream all over my cock and balls.

    Next, Ronnie stood up and scooped the slimy residue off his dick before feeding it to me. Following on that, he knelt down at the edge of the ottoman and pulled my crotch toward his mouth. When he placed his eager mouth over my knob and manically commenced sucking, it did not take too long before I too began to unload in his mouth.

    Afterward, Ronnie retrieved our drinks from his desk before seating himself down next to me on the ottoman.

    Upon taking a few sips, he spoke. “I want you to hear me out completely before you reply,” he said.

    After looking into my eyes for several seconds, he recommenced, “I will be opening a new branch in four months’ time. It’s all signed and sealed. I was going to offer it to you, but I have changed my mind.”

    My heart sank, but before I could adequately formulate the information, he resumed. “After what just happened, I’m not willing to lose you. From the time I learned that you are gay, I have been dreaming about having sex with you. As a result, I want you to take over the practice downstairs because I want you close at hand.”

    Ronnie then smiled at me with an incredible look of affection in his eyes. “I’ve been waiting for someone like you for a very long time and I won’t let this opportunity slip through my fingers.”

    As we looked into one another’s eyes, all I think of saying was, “Thank you, Ronnie, I am honoured by your generous offer.”

    Ronnie’s hand now commenced caressing my back before it slid down and I felt his middle finger slither into my crack. “Speaking about dreams, there’s one more I have been yearning for.”

    I fully understood his meaning and instantly repositioned my body by getting onto my stomach on the ottoman.

    “Let’s make that dream come true,” I stated.

    Ronnie then mounted my body before measuredly guiding his dick into my backside. His cock felt incredible as it commandeered my portal. For the following thirty minutes, Ronnie hammered my butt solidly as he continually moved his torso up and down. Before he ejaculated he pushed his knob in as far as possible and told me to jiggle my arse and milk his cock. When he unloaded into my backside he howled in ecstasy.

    As we got dressed afterward, we finished our drinks. Thereafter, I got another protracted kissing session from him.

    As I drove home that night my mind was in a whirl after the surreal experience I had just undergone. My earlier reluctance had proved fruitless and I was amazed by how much Ronnie had sexually captivated me. The thought of also owning my own business also enhanced the overall experience. I had no doubt that Ronnie and I would become lovers and that my future would be intertwined with his.

    Above all, I was already looking forward to his next drinks invitation.


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  • Caught

    It was the start of my senior year of high school, and football practice had ended for the day.  Our game was the next night and everyone was all worked up, carrying on in the showers.  I was the equipment manager and was getting things ready to be loaded onto the bus the next afternoon.

    I failed to be exceptionally cautious and make sure everyone was gone before I went to the laundry bin and extracted the dirty, used jock belonging to Clay Baker, our hot muscular star defensive tackle.

    Thinking I was the last one around, I stripped down and headed for the showers, the jock in my hand.  Once there, I began to sniff it as I jerked off my own hard throbbing cock.  Almost at the point of nearing my climax, I suddenly heard, “Hey Rivers, what the fuck you doing?”

    Turning, I saw Clay Baker standing there, totally naked, watching me stroke my cock.

    Clay was the one student that most of the  others hated.  Even though he was awesome on the football field, he knew it and was obnoxious to everyone. Even the  girls wouldn’t date him.  The only person that really liked him was Coach Sims, the football coach.

    “Uh, Clay, I thought everyone was gone,” I said. 

    “That’s obvious, you dimwit, and is that my jock your sniffing?” he said as he stepped up next to me, his cock now rock hard and beautiful.

    “I, uh, found it on the floor and was going to put it in the laundry bin,” I lied.

    “Bullshit!” he exclaimed, stepping closer.  Then, grabbing my head and pushing downward, he said, “If you like smelling my jock, why don’t you get on your knees and smell the real thing.”

    Suddenly, I was on my knees, with him holding my nose in his pubic bush.  The odor was invigorating and I loved it, and it was making my cock even harder.

    Then, without saying anything, he worked my head around and began shoving his hard cock against my lips, saying, “Suck it, Rivers, or I’ll tell everyone what I caught you doing.”

    I knew that regardless of whether I sucked him or not, he would tell everyone what he saw me doing.  He had no idea just how bad I really did want to suck his cock dry, so I pretended to resist as I slowly let his cock enter my mouth.

    Once it was in, he began face fucking me as he said, “Damn, Rivers, you’re the best I’ve ever had blow me.”

    I was shocked hearing him say that he had been sucked before, and I was honestly loving what I was doing.  Moments later, he gasped and immediately, his cock exploded, feeding me a huge, thick load of sweet, creamy cum.  With him holding my head on his cock I had no choice but to swallow it, which is what I secretly wanted to do.

    After I had swallowed his load, he pulled me back to a standing position and without saying a word, dropped and swallowed my hard cock.  Totally shocked beyond words, I moaned as he began expertly sucking my hard cock.

    Since he hadn’t warned me of his impending climax, I didn’t warn him of mine. When my cock exploded in his mouth, he moaned softly and eagerly began swallowing my load.  Once I was drained, he stood up and looked into my eyes and said, “It was obvious that my cock wasn’t the first you ever sucked and I’m sure you could tell that yours wasn’t my first.  I enjoyed it and hope you did also and would like to get with you on a regular basis.”

    “Clay,” I began, “how long you been sucking cock?”

    “My older brother introduced me to cock two years ago, when he was home on leave after his Marine unit returned from the middle east.  I found I liked giving as well as receiving head.  He also introduced me to fucking ass and getting fucked.  I’d like to have you fuck me.”

    Testing him, I stepped closer and reached around and felt his ass with my left hand and immediately slid my middle finger into his hole. Immediately he said, “Go all the way in.”

    As I buried my finger in his hole, I knew that he had definitely been fucked before.  If he hadn’t, he would have tried to pull away.

    Then, suddenly, he grabbed my head and pressed his lips to mine , offering his tongue,  I immediately accepted it and offered mine.  After a minute or so kissing, we parted and he looked at me and said, “After the game tomorrow night, my parents are driving up to the lake to spend the weekend with my dad’s brother and his wife. They won’t be back until late Sunday.  How would you like to spend the weekend with me?”

    “You sure it’s okay?” I asked.

    “Fuck yea.  They think I have a report to write, but I was going to drive over to Clayton and check out the bathroom in the park.  At times, it’s pretty active, but now that I know your into cock, I’d rather spend time with you and hopefully have you fuck me.”

    “Count me in,” I replied.

    “After the game, I’ll say goodbye to my folks and after showering, I’ll head home.  Meet me there when you get through here.”

    “You got a deal,” I replied, still not sure what happened. He quickly gave me another kiss before bending over and sucking my soft cock into his mouth, momentarily.

    Friday at school, he was as obnoxious as usual even to me.  Then, game time rolled around and I ferried water to the players along the sideline.  We won the game and returned to the gym where I did my duties as the team showered.  They left and I finished up my duties and headed for Clay’s.

    I arrived and knocked, noticing that most of the lights were off. He answered the door immediately, and as I entered the nearly dark room, I noticed that he was totally nude.

    After closing the door, he kissed me passionately, as he unfastened my pants and let them fall.  then, he dropped and quickly sucked on my cock a moment before moving around behind me and to my shocked pleasure he began rimming my ass, drilling his tongue into my hole as deep as possible.

    “Hey, man,” I began, “cool your jets.  Give me a chance to get undressed.  We have all weekend.’

    He led me to his bedroom up stairs, and once I was completely nude, he began rubbing and caressing my body.

    Hw was licking and gently sucking my nipples, then my cock and balls, before lifting my legs and pushing them over my head as he buried his tongue in my ass.

    After a few moments, he lay up beside me and after a hot passionate kiss, I asked, “Where did you learn all that?”

    “My hot Marine brother,” he replied.  “When he was home on leave, he and I went camping together and he introduced me to it all.  He said that sex between guys in the military is common in the middle east.  That is the only way that they can have sex.  He said even some officers join in.”

    “And he taught you to do all that you did to me?” I asked.

    “Yep. Plus, I found out that he likes to get fist fucked. I did it to him but wouldn’t let him do it to me,” he told me.

    “Damn, how far up his ass did you get?”

    “About a half inch or so before my elbow. He was loving it.”  Then, he got up and pulled an envelope out from under the carpet in his closet and showed me a picture of him with his lower arm up his brothers ass as his brother sucked another muscular guy.

    When I asked who it was, he said it was his brothers sergeant and that he had seen them laying together, fist fucking each other at the same time.

    He put the pictures away and we began our weekend of sucking and fucking.  Clay even introduced me to drinking directly from the tap and I enjoyed it. 

    He loved getting fucked even more than I did, and we had sex until almost four on Saturday morning.  After getting up around noon, we had a hot sixty-nine then drove over to Clayton and took turns cruising the restroom.  

    About four, he came out and asked if I noticed the guy in his late twenties that had gone in.  I said yes and he said he wants us both to go to his place and have fun.  I agreed and we followed him to his apartment and had several hours of wild three-way sex.

    We returned to Clay’s shortly after dark and after undressing and a hot passionate kiss, we had a hot, slow, loving sixty-nine eventually devouring each others thick, creamy load.

    Sunday morning we sucked each other off, one at a time, then mid morning we fucked each other before I headed home.  On the way, I realized that Clay acted the way he did, to cover the fact that he was gay.  I decided to have a talk with him about changing his ways.

    Mid week, he gave me a ride home, and as we drove, I had a heart to heart talk with him and he said he would change his ways. By the end of the week, numerous students were saying that they noticed I had been hanging around Clay and that he had changed and wasn’t nearly as obnoxious as he had been.  All I said was that he needed a friend to show him how to be a friend.

    Everyone changed their attitude about Clay and none of them ever suspected that he was into male sex. He and I continued to have sex from two to four times a week, depending on how horny we got.

    Football season was over, but coach let us stay late and use the work-out room after school and since I had a key and the alarm code, I was responsible.

    It was one Friday that Clay and I decided to have a hot fuck session on the wrestling mats after school.  We waited until Coach had left before even thinking of doing anything.  After he left and we were sure we were alone and could speak freely, Clay looked at me and asked, “Have you ever checked Coach out real close?”

    “What do you mean?” I asked as I began undressing.

    “There have been several occasions that I swear Coach had a partial boner when he would walk through the locker room and we’d be naked.  If I’m right, he is hung like a horse.”

    “I’ve never noticed but you can be sure I will in the future,” I replied.

    Seconds later we were both naked and boned as we held each other and kissed passionately.  Moments later we were on the wrestling mat, making out, fondling each others hard cock.  After a while, Clay flipped around and got into a sixty-nine position as a preliminary action to us eventually fucking each other.

    As we devoured each others cock, we were oblivious to the outer door opening and closing ever so gently.  The first inclination that there was someone else with us was when we heard a deep voice say, “It’s obvious you two know what your doing and I was wondering if I could join in?”

    In less than a second, we had parted and tried unsuccessfully to cover out hard cocks.  We both looked toward the voice and saw Coach standing there, totally nude, with his eight and a half inch thick rock hard cock sticking straight out in front of him.

    “Coach, what are you doing here?” Clay managed to ask.

    “Checking up on you two.  I suspected you were up to something but this was an unexpected pleasant surprise.  I knew something was going on but I had no idea it was sex.”

    By now, Coach had moved over to the center of the mat where we were and sat down.  Casually, he reached out and gently grasped both out now flaccid cocks.  His gentle touch caused both to start stiffening again.

    Looking at us, he asked, “Which one of you wants to go up my ass while the other goes down my throat?”

    Looking at him, Clay said, “Why don’t we both use your ass now and your mouth later?”

    “Sounds good to me,” he replied.

    He quickly bent forward and sucked on Clay for a couple of seconds then sucked on mine.  Coach had me lay down on my back and after he sat on my cock and leaned forward, we realized what he wanted. He instructed Clay to get behind him and slide his cock up his ass with mine.

    Moments later, Coach moaned in pleasure as Clay and I double fucked his hot tight ass.  With Clay pumping in and out and rubbing against the under side of my cock, he was bringing us both to a roaring climax.  Moments later, we both climaxed , filling Coach’s ass with our hot thick loads.

    “Oh, fuck yea, guys. You two can do that to me anytime you want, but I want you two to reload and let me suck you both off. I want to eat both your hot loads.”

    We took turns tongue kissing Coach and sucking on his cock.  As he neared his climax, we worked on his cock together at the same time and when he climaxed we each eagerly collected it and kissed, sharing his huge thick load of nectar.

    After more kissing, he had Clay and I lay side by side and he began alternating sucking our cocks , one then the other, soon bringing us both to a climax, eating mine first and seconds later devouring Clays.

    As we all three dressed, Coach said that he would like to make our meeting a regular thing and with him being single, we decided to meet at his place.

    As I headed home, I started laughing and realized that I had been caught the first time by Clay, as I was sniffing his jock, and the second time by our coach as Clay and I had sex in the gym.

    I wondered if there would be a third time and would it have good or bad results.

    We met with Coach a couple times a week for the rest of the school year as well as meeting together privately.  Russ, Clay’s Marine brother was able to get leave and come home for graduation and the three of us spent a week at their lake house having sex.

    I got to fist Russ’ ass and loved it, going all the way to my elbow.  Russ also loved being our urinal while there and we all drank each others piss. 

    During the week, I got to experience something I had always wanted.  Clay and Russ knelt on each side of my head and both jerked off to a roaring climax, shooting their loads in my face, giving me a hot cum facial.  I scraped all I could into my mouth then, together, they l;icked the remainder off of me and ate it.

    Clay and I chose the same college and were roommates, having sex nightly.  He was on a football scholarship and I was on an academic scholarship.  He went on to play pro ball and I joined the working force.

    I was in my late twenties when I checked out a local park in town that was supposed to be active with the college guys wanting to get sucked.

    I checked it out and as I casually walked down a path, I saw a hot muscular stud leaning against a tree, rubbing the large bulge in his jeans.  He saw me looking and turned and went into the bushes.  Immediately, I followed.

    By the time I reached him, he was leaning against a large tree, his pants unzipped and his hard uncut cock out, being slowly stroked.  I eased closer and once in front of him I took my cock out and we stroked each other.  

    Leaning closer to me he said, “I don’t suck but I’ll gladly jerk you off, but I really love getting sucked off.”

    I smiled and dropped to my knees and lovingly swallowed his awesome cock.  I took my time and after a while, I could tell he was close and I went for the gold.

    Then, as his cock filled my mouth with a huge delicious load, we heard, “Both of you, stay where you are.”

    In an instant, the young stud bolted out of sight, his cock still out.  Within seconds, and before I could stand, the man was next to me his flashlight in his hand shining in my face.  I could make out the gun on his hip, and knew he was a cop.

    From the glow of the flashlight I could make out a huge bulge in his uniform pants but there was no way I was going to touch it.

    “Your friend went off and left you, so now you have a decision to make.  You have a choice.  You can go to jail for public indecency  or reach up and unzip my pants, take out my cock and suck me off like you did your friend.  The choice is yours. While you are deciding, let me see your ID.” 

    I managed to get my license out and give it to him and while he looked at it, I slowly reached up, found his zipper and pulled it down.  I reached inside and quickly found his hard cock.  Easing it out, I looked at the almost eight inch tool pointing at my mouth.  As I leaned forward and took it in my mouth, the cop moaned and slowly slid my license into my shirt pocket.  

    I began sucking him and he said, “Now I see why that young man had his head back and eyes closed.  You certainly know what your doing.”

    He casually placed a hand on each of my shoulders and moaned from time to time.  Then, his breathing grew rapid and I knew he was close.  Seconds later, he buried his cock balls deep in my mouth and throat as his cock exploded, filling me with a huge thick load of delicious cum.

    As he put his cock away, he smiled and said, “I liked your decision.  I sure needed that.”  Then turning to leave, he said, “I’ll be in touch.”

    I then realized that he had my name and address, and wondered if he would actually show up. 

    Walking back to the car, I suddenly heard a voice asked, “Hey man, what happened?”  I realized it was the hot stud I had sucked off.  I told him my choices and he said he wondered about it after slipping back and seeing me sucking the cop’s cock.

    As I drove home, I thought back and remembered being caught two other times, and began to laugh.  I realized how bad thing could have ended up this time.

    The cop had caught me on Friday, and from his comment as he left I wondered when and if I would hear from him again.  Then, on Monday, I arrived home from work shortly before six and at ten after there was a knock on my apartment door.  I had only had time to remove my shirt and shoes.  

    Shirtless, I went to the door and looked through the viewer.  The image was blurred so I opened the door and there stood the police officer. 

    Smiling, he said, “Afternoon, Mr. Rivers. May I come in for a few moments?”

    Looking at his name badge I saw ‘Sgt. D. Walker’, and said “Certainly,” not sure what might happen if I refused.  After stepping aside, he stepped in and after closing the door, I asked, “What can I do for you Sgt. Walker?”

    “Please, when we’re alone call me Don. and I just want you to know that what happened Friday night was something I’ll never forget.  I’ve had numerous blow jobs but that was better than all of them put together. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.”

    “Don, to be honest, I was scared to death, thinking I might end up in jail, but I have a question.”

    “Ask away,” he said.

    “When you catch someone doing what I was doing, do you always give them that choice?”

    “It depends on who it is,” he began.  If he is nice looking and younger, yes.  However if he is one of these old gay suckers, I give him a warning for loitering and send him on his way.  If any smart off to me, they go to jail.”

    “I see, and may I now ask the reason for this visit?” I asked.

    “I’m on my dinner break and was wondering if I might enjoy your services again?”

    Smiling, I looked at him and said, “I don’t see why not.”

    “I was hoping that would be your answer.”

    “What if I had said no?” I asked.

    “I’d have left disappointed and horny as hell,” he replied.

    “Well, then, why don’t you get comfortable in whatever way you feel is right.” 

    “I can get away with just removing my pants, but you get comfortable yourself,” he insisted.

    He removed his pants and briefs as I stripped totally nude.  Once he was nude from the waist down, he sat on the sofa , spreading his legs wide apart.  His cock was already rock hard as I moved into position between his legs.

    I dropped to the floor and got into position and said, “You said you had been getting sucked for a while.  When and how did it start?”

    As I took his cock into my mouth he began telling me his story.

    “I was a horny and wild teen.  My mom was a whore, and my dad was her pimp as well as a drunk.  I basically raised myself.  Growing up, I did what I had to in order to survive.  I was a senior in high school and wanted to go to the prom but didn’t have any money for some nice clothes.  I was walking home one afternoon in the rain when a man in his thirties stopped and offered me a ride.  Real quick, he got to the point and said he’d like to suck my cock.  I quickly decided that he would have to pay .  That day I became a male prostitute.  I sold my cock for cash and made some good money. I  only let them suck me off or if they wanted, I would fuck them in the ass, nothing more.”

    Pausing, I asked, “How did you become a cop?”

    “After graduation, I got a job and started earning a living. I was still selling my cock for extra cash and a year later my parents were killed in an accident.  My dad was drunk and ran off the road.  Mom was with him and died also.  In going through their things I found two paid up life insurance policies.  I used the money for college, majoring in criminal justice and later applied to the police department.”

    “But you still like the feel of a mouth on your cock,” I said in another pause.

    “Fuck yea, and in my opinion a good blow job is better than most pussy, and your cock doesn’t stink after you get off.”

    “Well, Don, anytime you feel the need, I’m here to take care of you,” I said before returning to his cock to finish him off.

    As he began to near his climax, he moaned softly then said, “Damn, Mark, you are a fucking pro at sucking. Get ready to get fed.”

    Just seconds later, his cock erupted and fed me volley after volley of thick, creamy, delicious cum.  After swallowing ever drop fed tome I cleaned his cock off and looked up and asked, “How was that?”

    With a smile on his face, he said, “I didn’t think it was possible, but I swear I think that was even better than the one in the park.”

    “Well, to be honest, I totally enjoy sucking you.  I’m here whenever you need me, and if you ever want to fuck me, just let me know,” I told him.

    “Count on it,” he said as he pulled up his uniform pants.

    I smiled and said, “I think one reason I love sucking you is the fact that you are a cop, and participating in something people consider wrong.”

    “Well, we all have our views on that subject.  Just do me a favor,  Stay out of the park.  I’d hate to hear another officer caught you and took you in.”

    “I will, just for you.”

    Flashing a beautiful smile, he said, “Thanks.  I’ll see you soon.”

    “I hope so,” I replied before closing the door.

    Leaning against it, I knew I wanted him again soon, and often.  He sincerely enjoyed what I was doing, and didn’t just consider me a release.

    Don stopped by three more times in the next couple of weeks, on the fourth visit he asked, “What are you doing this coming weekend?”

    “I don’t have a thing planned,” I replied.  “Why do you ask?”

    “I lease a hundred acres up on Crater Lake.  It’s totally private and I have the weekend off, and was wondering if you would like to join me there for the weekend.”

    “Count me in, my friend,” I said.  

    “What time can you get out of your office?”

    I told him I could get out anytime he needed me to and he said he would like to pick me up at my place at noon. I smiled and said, “Why don’t I take the day off and you can pick me up anytime you want.”

    “Fuck, man, perfect,” he replied, then added, “You don’t need any clothes. It’s so private I stay nude and never take any clothes.”

    “Even better,” I said, “just let me know what time to expect you.’”

    “Since your taking the day off, I’ll pick you up about nine, and we can stop at the store near the lake and get what we need.”

    “I’ll be ready,” I said.

    Friday morning, Don was at my place at ten to nine and I jogged out to his truck. We stopped to get coffee to go and headed out, with me asking if he often caught anyone having sex at the park.  He told me about incidents where he walked up on guys kissing while jerking each other off,  sucking cock, fucking ass, and on one occasion, a group of five all doing each other.

    He asked about me and I told him about Clay and I and about our coach catching us and joining in.  By the time I finished,  he was pulling into the grocery parking lot.  We purchased what we needed and moments later he was at the gate, reaching for his remote to let us in.

    After a winding drive we arrived at a small one room cabin.  Inside the one room was a kitchen area, king bed, sofa,  easy chair, TV, and in one corner a sink, shower and toilet.  There were no interior walls.

    As I looked around, he laughed and said, “I hope you won’t mind me being around when you take a shit.”

    “It won’t bother me any,” I replied.

    We put away our supplies and without saying a word, he began removing what few clothes he had on and I immediately followed his example.  Moments later we were both nude.

    He stepped up to me and said, “Mark, there was more to me inviting you than just having you service me.  What I failed to tell you is that I have been curious for quite a while about being active with another man.  I have no idea what I might decide to try and I hope you don’t feel like you are being used.”

    “Not at all.  I’m open to anything,” I replied.

    He stepped closer and nervously pressed his lips to mine.  As I felt them part, I parted mine and seconds later we were sucking on each others tongue.  I could tell by his actions that he was enjoying it as much as I was.  

    Moments later, we parted and as he looked at me, all he said was “Wow.”

    I smiled and he then said, “I’ve never had a kiss that intense.  I loved it.”

    “I loved it also, so whenever you feel like it, I’m game.”

    He grabbed two cold beers from the cooler, and led me outside.  The feel of the warm air blowing across my nude body was exhilarating, and I loved it.  I started having thoughts of getting myself a place like this. 

    We took a sip from our beers and he said, “How about a swim?”

    “Last one in gets dunked,” I said and took off running, with Don close behind. I beat him to the water and as he stepped closer to me, I grabbed him and flipped him over, dunking him totally in the water.

    Popping up and wiping the water from his face, he laughed and said, “Damn, man, you were fucking serious.”

    “Yep,” I replied laughing.

    He came to me and we wrestled for a moment when he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him.  He looked into my eyes then, as he held me close, said, “Mark, I feel so comfortable around you.  That’s one reason why I invited you to spend the weekend with me. The other is, like I said, I’m curious, and whether or not I try anything or not, I feel that you will keep my secret.”

    “Don, you don’t have to worry about that.  This weekend is nobody’s business but ours,” I told him, and with that I moved in and kissed him.  Affectionately, he returned my kiss, again offering his tongue.

    Once back in our chairs, we took another sip pf our beers when he suddenly poured his out, and said, “When I do something, I don’t want to be able to say I only did it because I was drunk.  I want to know I did whatever it might be because I wanted to do it.”

    It was still early afternoon, when he asked if I wanted to go for a walk.  I agreed and after putting on some sneakers, we headed out.  After a short distance I laughed and said, “This almost looks like the place you caught me with that college stud.”

    “You know, your right,” he said, and a moment later, stepped closer and took my cock in his hand.  As it stiffened, he smiled and slowly dropped to his knees, making my cock stiffen even faster. 

    He began to stroke it ever so slowly, and as I looked down at him he kept his eyes fixed on my cock, and as a droplet of precum eased out of the tip, he leaned forward and licked it off.  Then, in one steady loving movement, his mouth engulfed my cock and closed around it.

    Lovingly, he began to work his mouth back and forth on my cock, working his tongue around it, slowly and steadily bringing me nearer to my climax.  Before long, I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer and said, “Oh, Don, get ready.”

    He worked faster and seconds later my cock exploded in his mouth causing him to cough slightly before I felt him hungrily swallowing my creamy load.

    After eventually pulling off, he stood up and said,  “Oh, man, what a fucking awesome experience.  I never dreamed it would be so erotic and wonderful.”

    “Well, I know I damn sure enjoyed it and I can’t believe that is really your first time.”

    “Mark, I swear to you it is, but I don’t think it will be my last.”

    “Well, I think it’s my turn now,” I said as I dropped to my knees and swallowed his still rock hard cock.  Moments later he was feeding me his huge delicious load, which I eagerly devoured.

    After draining Don’s cock, I wanted to see what he would do.  Instead of swallowing, I held his load in my mouth and stood up and kissed him.  As our lips parted, I fed him part of his own cum and was  excited to see him eagerly eat half of his own cum load.

    After we parted, he stood and smiled and said, “Damn, man, my cum is as tasty as yours.”

    “You’re not telling me anything I didn’t already know,” I said.

    As we began walking back to the house, he asked, “You eat your own loads?”

    “Each and every time I jerk off.  To me, it is too precious to waste,” I replied.

    After he asked how I did it, I said that I either colleted it in my hand and licked it out of my palm, or shot it on a table or counter then licked it up.

    Later in the afternoon as we watched a baseball game on the television, he said,  “Let’s jerk off.  I want to watch you and have you watch me.”

    We lay on the long sofa, me at one end and him at the other, and began stroking our rising cocks.  Then, as he neared his climax, he stood and stepped up next to my stomach and when he climaxed, he deposited his load out onto my stomach.

    As he started to kneel, I stopped jerking my own cock and watched as he lovingly licked up his entire load.  Once he had me clean, I resumed stroking and as I did, hr lay back down and I soon deposited my load on his lower stomach and let him watch as I licked up my own cum load.

    After cleaning him off, he pulled me to him and we kissed, sucking each others tongues and swapping our flowing saliva.

    Then, as we went to bed, we had a hot and productive sixty-nine, followed by a hot passionate kissing session, before drifting off to sleep in each others arms.

    The next morning, I awoke to find Don sucking my cock. I let him and watched as my cock filled his mouth with my load and him hungrily swallowing it.

    As he finished, I said, “My turn.”  after a hot kiss, he directed mty face to his crotch and I hungrily drained his sweet cum load into my mouth and stomach.

    After breakfast, we went out to the fire pit, coffee in hand, and relaxed.  After a few moments, he looked over at me and said, “Mark,  the time we have spent together so far this weekend had been the best I have ever spent. I realize now, after looking back on my life, that I have pretty much always been interested in men.  I have enjoyed stealing glances at their cocks for many years.  And even now, I look back at some of my fellow officers that I have seen nude around the gym showers and our locker room and realize that when I looked at their cocks I wanted it.  Today, I want to see what it’s like to get fucked.”

    “Don, this weekend is all yours.  I’m thrilled that you decided to test yourself with me and honored to be the one that helped you find your true self. And if I didn’t know better, I would swear I wasn’t the first cock you ever sucked,” I said, then added, “Just l;et me know when you want to loose your virginity.  It’s been a while since I popped a guys cherry.”

    “When was your last time?” he asked.

    “About two years ago,” I began, “when a man I provided with regular use of my ass and mouth introduced his son to fucking a guy in his mouth and ass.  They would usually use me together, one in my mouth and one in my ass.  Then after a few months the son started visiting and sucking me when his dad wasn’t around.  He soon loved sucking cock and wanted his dad to fuck him so he had me get him used to it.  I popped his cherry and fucked him two to three times a week.  Then one evening he and his dad visited and when the kid slid his cock up my ass he told his dad to fuck him.  His dad was shocked and did, and later admitted that he wanted his son to fuck him.  I later watched as they sucked each other for the first time. Before long both were sucking me and I was fucking both of them.”

    “Well, I want you to pop my cherry right now.  Tell me what to do.”

    I did and soon he was on his back, legs pulled up, and both of us heavily lubed. I began my entry very slowly, and hw jumped and moaned when the head of my cock made entry in to his cavern.

    “Just relax and take deep normal breaths,” I said, as I very slowly worked my cock deeper.  After a while I looked into his face and smiled and after kissing him, said, “Baby, you got it all up you.”

    “All of it?” he asked.

    “Yep, and now we are going to leave it there while your body adjust to the intrusion.”

    “Well, I want to feel you fuck me and shoot in my hole,” he told me.

    “Be patient. You will.”

    Several moments later I began to piston in and out of Don’s ass and after a few moments, he looked into my face and smiled and said, “You can do this anytime you want.  I love it.”

    Moments later, my cock exploded up his formerly virgin ass, and as it did, he moaned in pleasure saying how hot it was feeling me cum in his ass.

    We kissed passionately as my climax dwindled and I said to him, “I want to do that some day while you are in uniform.”

    “I’d like that,” he said.

    The rest of the weekend Don and I sucked and fucked whenever one of us popped a boner.  By the time we returned home. He was taking my cock up his hole with absolutely no trouble at all.

    As we prepared to leave, we had dressed and had his truck loaded, he said he wanted to piss before we got on the road.  I stopped him and after stepping up in front of him, I dropped to my knees, unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock.  

    Looking up into his face, I said, “I want it,” and with that, I took his soft cock in my mouth.  He smiled and soon the flow began and as it did, I eagerly began to swallow his tangy delicious piss.

    After he was finished and I had stood up, he put his cock away and said, “You never cease to amaze me.”

    Over the next few months, Don and I had sex as often as possible, and even he had begun drinking from the tap and admitting to seeing other cops cocks and going into a booth in the restroom and jerking off in his hand and eating it.

    About six months after the weekend where Don found his true self, he came by and I was shocked to see him with another officer, both in uniform. The other officer looked to be in his early thirties and was very muscular  with thick blond hair and a moustache.  His open collar shirt revealed a smidge of thick blond hair on his chest.

    Upon entering, and after I had closed the door, Don stepped closer and kissed me and said, “Mark, this is Rick Taylor, a fellow sergeant, and one of us.  We were hoping that you would be in the mood for a three way.”

    “Don have you ever known me NOT to be in the mood?” I asked, as I leaned toward Rick and kissed him eagerly accepting his tongue, then saying, “Nice to meet you.”

    Moments later, Don had me totally nude with them nude from the waist down.  As Rick swallowed my cock and began sucking, I did the same to Don.  I soon fed Rick as Don fed me, then I turned and swallowed Rick’s cock and worked to add his cum to the load of Don’s that was in my belly.  

    After devouring Rick’s huge thick load, Don asked, “You got any plans for Saturday an d Saturday night?” 

    “Not yet, but I have a hunch I might soon.”

    “We’re both off Saturday and Saturday night and wonder if you would like to join us at my place.”

    “How early Saturday?”

    “Say about seven and we can feed each other breakfast.”

    “I’ll be there,” I eagerly said.

    That weekend we sucked and fucked and drank piss almost continually.  Rick loved us both up his ass at the same time and we gladly obliged.

    That was three years ago and the three of us are now lovers, all sharing an oversize king bed, and there is no jealousy.  It is total, mutual love, and if one is not in the mood, the other two respect that.

    It is an awesome loving relationship.

     

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  • Anonymous BBC

    I received a random text yesterday from a man that I don’t know.He apparently got my number from a friend of his, Marcus, that I had played with a few times.

    I happened to be at home and after one look at his cock, was more than willing.I gave him my address and his response was “Be there in 20. Lube up. Be ready.”I freshened up and got my hole ready.A little lube applied with my fingers and lubricated Magnums go well together.I answered the door in nothing but a bathrobe tied at the waste.He smiled with pure lust in his eyes and practically barged through the door before closing and locking it.

    Marcus had given him details of our time together and he said he wanted to be sucked first.”If you can swallow Marcus’ cock, you can swallow mine.”He was naked in no time; kicking off his shoes then removing his shirt and jeans.His cock was rock hard and he pushed me to my knees.I wrapped my lips around him and started licking to get his shaft wet.It wasn’t long before his hand pulled me in to take him down my throat.This man was just horny and needed holes to use, which got me very excited.He needed to get off and I was more than happy to help.

    As his head forced my throat open, I did as little as possible and concentrated on holding my breathe and getting air when I could.It’s not often that I have to pull away from swallowing cock, but when he started holding my head in place while being impaled, I started to gag and push back.This only turned him on more as he continued to force himself as deep as he could.Again and again, I gagged and pulled back for air.His girth forced me to lock my jaw open as far as I could and my face was quickly covered in tears and slobber.After what seemed like forever, he pulled me to my feet, took my arm, and forced me into the bedroom.

    He stood me next to the bed and ripped my robe away so that he could stare at my smooth, naked body.I was handed a condom and told to put it on him, which rolled on tight around his girth.He pushed me back and I fell on the bed as he quickly followed.He pushed my knees towards my chest and glanced down at my wet hole.His cock was lined up, rock hard, and ready to split me in half.I felt him pushing downward on the backs of my thighs as his tip began pushing at my hole.With one aggressive thrust, he was deep in my gut.I bucked a little, my mouth dropped open, I let out a cry, and found it difficult to breath.I was determined to accept whatever beating he was going to give my little ass.I kept eye contact with him as my face expressed the pain he was causing.His thrusting was just as aggressive and he quickly worked up to a frenzy.After a short while, I actually had to stop him and ask for more lube.He pulled out long enough to squirt a heavy amount into my gaping hole.He then rubbed some around the outside with his cock and plunged back into me.

    He fucked me, and I mean prison rape style, for a good twenty minutes.Every few minutes he would change our position.We did missionary, doggy, fell over to spooning, and then rolled into prone.He put his weight on me and moved his hips to keep his unwavering assault going.I was already sore, moaning and yelping a lot, and honestly ready for him to finish.I was trapped, yelping and flailing a little, as he pounded me for another couple minutes.When he finally erupted, he drove further into me than he had before and made me scream.If he had been any deeper, I swear I would’ve coughed up his seed.He groaned and released a massive load in my gut as I was pinned there and forced to take it.

    Once he finished, he quickly dismounted and went to get his clothes.I slowly rolled over and sat up.I had figured that the condom broke, but seeing it on the floor confirmed it.I was mostly numb at that point, so I didn’t feel much difference, but he said that he came right after it busted.He confessed that he’s used to barebacking, but insisted that he was clean.He had been an inmate and fucked his cellmate constantly.Since he got out, I was the first ass he’d pounded, so he got very excited.The evidence of his excitement was leaking from me as we talked.He finished getting dressed and headed for the door.Before leaving, he told me that Marcus was right about me and that he’d text me again sometime.I could only think about the few days it would take to recover.


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  • Backup Plan

    Lloyd worked for a plumbing business. There were four teams at the company, each consisting of two men. Lloyd’s specialty was replacing or repairing home geysers. Grant, Lloyd’s former teammate, had decided to move on, and Lloyd would now be partnered with a new guy called Bevan. Prior to meeting Bevan, Lloyd’s boss had asked him to help out by accommodating Bevan, until Bevan could find his own apartment.

    Two years earlier, Lloyd’s boss had assisted Lloyd in buying his apartment, so a refusal was out of the question. Lloyd’s comfortable two bedroom apartment was a fairly old, and not in the best part of town; however, it was spacious and in a very good condition.

    Lloyd loved his privacy and wasn’t keen on sharing his space, even though it would only be for a short period. When at home Lloyd loved being naked, especially while was sitting on a comfy chair in the lounge pleasuring himself as he watched porn. With his new lodger moving in, he bemoaned the fact that his favourite pastime would have to be put on ice.

    Lloyd preferred two categories of porn; straight and bisexual. He strongly favoured movies with two or more guys, fucking a woman. Naturally, in the bisexual DVD’s, the men also got stuck into one another. Although Lloyd essentially considered himself straight, he had always been bi-curious, and the bisexual porn seemed to excite him the most.

    Over the previous year, Lloyd had developed erectile dysfunction whenever he tried to be intimate with women. Even with pills to help this problem, Lloyd mostly ended up red-faced and embarrassed due to his lack of performance. Pulling women was never a problem for him; Lloyd was way above average looking, with a good body and a very decent dick. Strangely, when he masturbated while watching adult movies, his cock was always as hard as a rock. More and more, however, his solo action was becoming preferable to him.

    Bevan moved in as planned, and Lloyd was pleased to find him very amenable guy. Having arrived rather late in the evening, they chatted for a short while before Bevan settled into his room. Before long, they were both sound asleep.

    The two guys were of similar stature, but there the similarities ended. Bevan was the antithesis of Lloyd, and way below average looking. As a result, Bevan had always been incapable of getting the women he desired. He was always the guy who took ugly fat girls home from the bar or club. As a result, he never contacted the women after that, because once was more than enough with the ladies he bedded.

    When the two guys worked together the following day, Lloyd was happy to find that Bevan was not only a pleasant workmate but an extremely capable one as well.

    That evening they worked together preparing their meal before relaxing side-by-side in the two comfy chairs that faced the huge, sixty-inch, flat screen television.

    Bevan was very impressed with Lloyd’s entertainment system and asked if he could turn it on. Lloyd nodded yes, but then sat shit-faced as a still picture of one of the porn movies he had been watching previously appeared on the screen. Lloyd had forgotten that he had placed the movie on pause two nights before.

    “Whew, this looks great,” Bevan stated excitedly. “Do you mind if I press the play button?”

    “Sure,” Lloyd answered, somewhat embarrassed.

    “Man, this is so fucking hot,” Bevan enthused. “Do you like porn?”

    “Yes, I am afraid I do… possibly a little too much,” Lloyd answered, stammering his admission.

    “What do you mean?” Bevan asked frowning. Lloyd was immediately sorry that he had opened this door, and even thought of baling. There was, however, something very likable about Bevan, and Lloyd could already tell they would become good friends. Throwing caution to the wind, he confessed his erectile problems to Bevan.

    After Lloyd’s revelation, Bevan observed him for a short while. Smiling, he then shook his head and let out a derisive laugh, before saying, “With your looks, you can get any woman you want, but don’t care to. With my ugly face, I only get the dregs.”

    After a short pause, Bevan jokingly continued, “We should become a duo, you pull the chicks, and I’ll fuck them. Just think, then you’ll get to watch live porn.” Both men had a good laugh at Bevan’s suggestion.

    As they again observed the screen, Lloyd’s mind went into overdrive. The more he thought about what Bevan had said, the more turned on he became. Was it only a joke, or was Bevan being serious? The huge bulge in the front of Bevan’s jeans had also intrigue Lloyd since his arrival, and he wondered what that lump would reveal.

    “Do you normally jerk off while watching porn?” Bevan asked suddenly.

    “All the time,” Lloyd answered, before going on to tell Bevan that he was always naked at home, and how he masturbated for hours while watching his movies.

    “Did you also do circle-jerks with buddies when you were at school?” Bevan asked with a mischievous grin.

    “Yeah, sure,” Lloyd replied.

    “So what are we waiting for?” Bevan suggested, before continuing, “Let’s get naked and go for it.”

    Lloyd fetched two hands towels and a box of tissues. After the men stripped, Lloyd’s jaw almost hit the floor when he observed Bevan’s knob. Porn watcher that he was, he had seldom seen a guy who could compete with Bevan in the dick department. Shortly, the guys were seated with their cocks in hand, watching the show.

    Lloyd constantly glanced sideways, mesmerized by the dick next to him. A further turn-on for Lloyd was the constant horny commentary that Bevan uttered while watching the movie. As Lloyd observed the incredible cunt-wrecker next to him, a tingle of excitement passed through his body as he imagined Bevan’s fat log fucking a pussy.

    Lloyd’s earlier reservations about Bevan were also totally evaporating, given the pleasure that this unexpected turn of events was producing. The duo suggestion that Bevan had made was also becoming an obsession with Lloyd. Lloyd reasoned that their ‘duo action,’ could possibly be the cure for correcting the malady that he had developed in recent times.

    As they sat tugging their dicks, Lloyd asked, “Were you serious about the duo thing?”

    Bevan looked at Lloyd seriously, before gushing, “Definitely bro, definitely!”

    When the movie they were watching ended, Lloyd asked, “Would you like to watch another one?”

    “Fuck yeah,” Bevan countered. “Which is your favourite movie? Put that one on.”

    Lloyd thought for a few moments, pondering what Bevan would make of his bisexual porn. ‘Should I, shouldn’t I,’ he wondered. Then thinking WTF, he got up and selected a bisexual DVD before inserting it into the player.

    It took a good ten minutes before the bisexual aspect was revealed; when the guy fucking the girl began sucking the other guy’s dick. Happily, there appeared to be no adverse reaction from Bevan.

    Several minutes later Bevan asked, “Are you bisexual, buddy?”

    “I have never had sex with a man, nor even doubled-up on a woman before, but for some or other reason this bisexual stuff turns me on,” Lloyd answered honestly.

    Bevan observed Lloyd with a ‘that’s okay,’ facial expression.

    Several minutes later Lloyd asked, “Should we hit the bar tomorrow evening, and see if can pick up a chick for some double action?”

    Bevan face lit up like a Christmas tree before answering, “Definitely bro, fuck yeah, I’m in.”

    The two guys coordinated there eruption festival a short while later, before retiring to their respective bedrooms. Lloyd lay awake for quite some time, wondering and pondering, before drifting off to sleep.

    On Friday night after the two guys arrived home, Bevan emerged naked after visiting his bedroom. Lloyd smiled, before following suit. As they prepared their meal, Lloyd, to his dismay, constantly got a hard-on.

    His embarrassment, however, was dispelled by Bevan who said, “Jesus bro, looks like you are already thinking about the pussy we are going to pull tonight.” Then with an impish grin, Bevan flapped his knob about in a lewd way, before rhetorically inquiring, “What’s happening tonight?”

    “We are going to get us some pussy,” Lloyd retorted, playing along.

    As Bevan began intoning Lloyd’s declaration, Bevan’s cock started to inflate majestically as he continued wagging it about. To Lloyd’s amazement, Bevan then gave him a man hug with his huge dick pressing into Lloyd’s crotch. Lloyd felt an electrical surge pulse through his body.

    After dinner, they washed the dishes before retiring to the lounge to watch a bit of ‘warm-up’ porn. They had decided that nine p.m. would be a good time to head off to the bar and did as planned.

    Standing in the bar, they began scouting for talent. When Frances entered the bar, Bevan nudged Lloyd. “Is that the girl you want us to snag?” Lloyd asked.

    With excited eyes, Bevan nodded a definite, ‘yes.’

    As Frances stood at the counter waiting to place her order, Lloyd strolled over and offered to buy her a drink. She smiled demurely and accepted, after which Lloyd invited her to join his buddy. Frances sauntered over and introduced herself to an overwhelmed Bevan. Frances was stunning, and Bevan immediately began to worry about their success rate, given his looks. After Lloyd joined them they launched into a comfortable banter.

    Frances was very open-minded. Several months earlier she had a brief liaison with a biker and had often ended up having sex with two or more guys when the biker shared her with his buddies. There was never any question of a serious relationship, but she had enjoyed the interludes for what they were. The crowd that biker boy hung out with, however, were much too fond of dope, and this essentially was not her scene. Frances had particularly enjoyed her DP scenes during this time, and wondered what the modus operandi of the two guys at the bar would be.

    An hour later the trio found themselves at Lloyd’s apartment. Lloyd then made a joke about nudity being obligatory, and to the surprise of both men, Frances began to strip. As three naked bodies observed one another, Frances was mesmerized by the cock between Bevan’s legs. One or two of the bikers had been well-hung, but this guy was in a league of his own.

    As Frances got encased by the two guys, frantic hands began their groping foreplay. When hands caressed her pussy and tits, Frances’ head was moved from side to side, succumbing to an oral attack from both men. Lloyd was particularly pleased with the solid erection he was sporting.

    Shortly after, Bevan sat on the sofa inviting Frances to impale herself on his knob. No second invitation was needed, and seconds later with her knees on either side of Bevan’s body, Bevan began thrusting upwards into her pussy.

    Observing Frances’ firm breasts wriggle before his eyes, Bevan could not believe his luck as he speared her cunt. The contented sighs from Frances were heavenly, and the tightness of her pussy overwhelming. Bevan felt like a man who had just won the lottery.

    Frances had never felt so full in her life and was in total ecstasy. The slight discomfort due to Bevan’s size was totally negated by the intense vaginal massage she was receiving. Frances could hardly wait to be on her back, receiving the full plundering that Bevan’s magnificent cock would inflict upon her.

    Lloyd was also in heaven, enjoying the live show far more than any of the movies he had watched. On his knees behind them, he watched Bevan’s thick pole thrusting upwards into Frances. Every fibre of his being wanted to move in and lick Bevan’s shaft, but he didn’t want to push things along too quickly. Transfixed, he stared at the magical sight before him. Touching his rigid cock, he was afraid that the skin on his dick was about to burst due to a rigidity that he had never before experienced.

    Finally moving in Lloyd placed his mouth on Frances’ pucker, and as he began licking and prodding her rosebud contented murmurs flowed from her lips. After standing up, Lloyd then decided to enter the action. Slowly, he placed his dick on her hole and commenced pushing.

    Frances ecstatically received him, as her mind flooded with pleasant thoughts from her biker days. As the double penetration got into a steady rhythm Lloyd’s arms closed around her torso, and soon his hands were kneading her tits. The trio rocked on steadily for several minutes, uttering sexual sounds of contentment. Lloyd remained rock-hard and was especially enjoying the sensation of his balls slapping against Bevan’s thick shaft.

    Bevan then interrupted their pleasure by suggesting they move through to the bedroom. He could no longer wait to have Frances on her back to begin his deep excavation of her cunt. After placing Frances on her back, Bevan pushed her legs up with his knees anchoring her thighs. As he lowered his body onto her his large knob began burrowing into her pussy. Bevan and Frances’ lips became locked in an oral frenzy as they mashed their faces together.

    Behind them, Lloyd watched in awe. With his torso resting on the bed, he had a bird’s eye view of the interlocked genitals. Regrettably, Bevan’s large nuts were somewhat obscuring his view, so Lloyd boldly lifted Bevan’s balls, and was delighted when Bevan did not object. If anything, Bevan seemed to widen his stance as if to encourage Lloyd. With his view no longer obscured, Lloyd watched in awe as Bevan’s knob leisurely continued its plundering.

    Unable to resist any longer, Lloyd moved his mouth closer and began to lick Bevan’s nuts. Again, there was no objection. Lloyd intensified his attention to Bevan’s plump nuts, licking, sucking, and constantly plopping one ball, then the other, in and out of his mouth. Deciding to persevere with his boldness, Lloyd then began to lick Bevan’s shaft as it slowly moved up and down. Lloyd was very pleased when again, no objection was lodged. The smell of sex assailing his nostrils was overwhelming, as Lloyd lecherously began to rub his cock against the base of the double bed.

    Growing ever bolder, Lloyd placed his hand around Bevan’s shaft and pushed upwards. As if understanding the gesture, Bevan lifted his hips and let Lloyd pull his cock out of Frances’ portal. Taking Bevan’s knob into his mouth, Lloyd then ran his tongue around the head of Bevan’s dick. Sounds of approval could clearly be heard from Bevan, but after a minute of sucking, Lloyd again returned Bevan’s snake to its burrow.

    Deciding to go for broke, Lloyd now focussed on Bevan’s pucker. Moving in he began to lick, suck, and then prod his tongue into Bevan’s hole like a man possessed. The appreciative sounds that Bevan began to utter left him in no doubt, that the stimulation he was supplying was being enjoyed. In fact, Bevan began frequently holding still to encourage this attention, but when Bevan’s hips again sprang to life, Lloyd returned to the shaft and nut stimulation.

    Overstimulated as Lloyd was becoming due to his oral and visual gratification, he announced that he was getting close. Bevan quickly rolled off Frances and invited Lloyd to take over. Lloyd scooted up her body in a flash, and on outstretched arms quickly began pummelling Frances’ pussy. As he unloaded he cried out with unbridled delight. Once done, Lloyd got off the bed and announced that he was off to the lounge to have a well-earned beer.

    As he was leaving, Bevan once more took possession of the prised pussy that he had so gratuitously earned that evening. What Frances didn’t realize, was that she was dealing with a marathon runner in sexual terms and that Bevan was going to make sure that his lucky gamblers streak was going to be pushed to the maximum.

    In the lounge, Lloyd sipped his beer before nodding off in a wonderful state of bliss.

    In the bedroom, however, Frances was getting the fucking of her life. Bevan fucked her slow, fast, hard, soft, delivering his full repertoire of skill over the next two hours. After he had made her squirt twice, he finally unloaded into her pussy. Afterward, they fell asleep in a state of exhaustion. Frances was not into relationships, but she would definitely be coming back to savour the pleasure that this ugly man had given her.

    The following morning after breakfast, Bevan once more fucked Frances over the sofa in the lounge. Lloyd was happy to let Bevan have his way, and watched happily with a hard-on as he washed the dishes. Before Frances left, numbers were exchanged, and she promised that she would definitely be back regularly.

    That evening the guys once again decided that they would visit the bar after nine. Regrettably, as is often the case, lightning rarely strikes twice. At eleven-thirty, they returned to the apartment empty-handed and sat before the large television watching a porn video.

    Lloyd then said, “Bevan, I’ve been thinking. I know you are going to check out apartments next week, and I’ve been thinking that if you want to continue living here, that would be okay with me.”

    “Are you sure, bro? I mean, I don’t want to continue to invade your space.” Bevan replied, almost stammering.

    “Actually, I have been on my own too long, and the last week has been kind of, well… great! Naturally, we can come to a financial arrangement that will be beneficial to us both, and when you eventually decide to move on, so be it.” Lloyd countered.

    “Fuck, I would love to stay, bro,” Bevan answered.

    “Cool, then it’s done,” Lloyd concluded.

    They sat quietly watching the scene before them for a few more minutes. “Pity it didn’t work out tonight,” Bevan said, finally breaking the silence.

    “Yeah, shit happens,” Lloyd replied, before continuing, “At least we know that Frances will definitely be back.”

    Again a pause followed. “Kind of think we should have a backup plan, don’t you?” Bevan eventually announced.

    “Huh?” Lloyd inquired, a little confused.

    “Well, when pussy is not in the offing, maybe we need a backup plan,” Bevan retorted.

    The two men looked at each other for quite some time, before Bevan continued, “It seemed like you got in touch with your bisexual side last night, and maybe we need to explore that option.”

    Lloyd was stunned and just sat there looking at Bevan with an open mouth.

    “Why don’t you come over here and do what you did last night?” Bevan suggested with a naughty grin, before continuing, “Then maybe we can move through to the bedroom… and I can finally get to try out some man-pussy.”


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