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  • Kevin New Employment

    Family Tales Part 2

    Last we saw of Kevin was his Dad Albert finding out what his new employment was and after some angry words and insults, he ended up inside his talented Sons Beefy Muscle Bubble Cunt. His older Brother Bill as turned up and caught them fucking and he also learned what his little brothers New Employment entailed. After observing them going at it for ages and with his throbbing dick tenting within his pants, he could not resist wanking off and knocked out a couple of loads and left them to it.

    His head was all over the place and he went home to his flat and luckily his missus was out as he would not be able to keep Kevin’s New Employment as secret. He slept badly at first, seeing the images repeatedly in his mind and hearing his Dads moaning erotically as he came in his younger bro spasming Ass Cunt. Bill was so turned on, that he wanked off and came all over his stomach and hit himself in the face. Without hesitating, he scooped all of his jizz up and drop it in his mouth. It did not taste half bad he thought and quickly tossed again and did the same thing. “Shit no wonder our Kev’s addicted to Fresh Hot Cum Loads he thought and fell into a deep asleep with big grin on his face.

    He woke up at 8am which his mouth feeling sticky and his breathe smelling of cum. He jumped up and ran into the bathroom and used mouthwash and looked at himself in the mirror and shook his head. He brushed his teeth and had quick shower and decided to drive back over there. He saw his Dad leave just as he parked up smiling broadly. Dirty Bastard he thought cumming in my Little Bros Asshole all night long and his dick was throbbing, and he had to hide it being broad daylight and all and his wearing tight jogging shorts did not help.

    Bill entered the front door and could hear the familiar sound of Kevin snoring. “No this is wrong on so many levels” he said to himself. He trotted up the stairs and entered the bedroom. He saw that the covers were half off his Bro, and he was lying on his front. He was naked and his body uncovered and was Beefy Hairy Ass was exposed. Bill he could see his gaping hole glistening and a white sticky substance was seeping out of it. Kevin farted and a load of his Dads Jizz exploded out of him and, then slid out of him running down over his perineum and his exposed balls.

    “Fucking Hell, What An Anal Whore Our Kevin’s turned out to be, who the Fuck Knew” Bill said to himself and without thinking he stripped off and with his large 10 inch dick leading the way, he got into the bed pulled his sleeping Big Butted Bro toward him and entered him in one long stroke plowing straight into him. “Hey, Go Easy Dad” Kevin cried sleepily and when there was no answer, except a mouth nuzzling and suckling his neck, coupled with a  bigger dick than his Dads, which he realised was a few inches thicker as it penetrated him right into his colon and this jolted him awake.

    “WHAT THE FUCK” he cried and look over his shoulder only to discover in his shock, that his favourite big brother Bill was looking at him menacingly, having stopped his nuzzling and instead, his hand were now round his neck, squeezing him tight almost strangling him. Without a word he continued to bang full length in and right out and plunging right back into him for 10 solid minutes, then punching fucking his pliant ass cunt while breathing hard.

    He eventually snarled “Kev Son You Are A Fucking Asehoe!!!!”  Each word was delivered with a hard pounding thrust, followed by his dick being removed fully before being punched back in following by lots of powerful ass pummelling jabs. “What are you” “Your Asehoe Big Bruv.” “You’re A Fucking Ass Bandit Whore” Bill snarled and slammed full length in and out of the completely loosen sloppy hole and he noted that he hardly touches the sides which mad him more angry and disgusted but turned on which vexed him even more.

    Kevin loved it and knew he could and would pound him out harder as he craved a punishing brutal hard guttural fuck, which he instinctively knew that Bill could deliver. “How long have you been taking big cocks in your Cunt “he snarled really slamming his brother ass pussy harder and his lean hips moved at a punishing speed. “Why do you want to try it “Kevin shot back as he was mad and wanted to goad his older brother in to a fight and be punished for, as he reckoned that his Girl Molly had been betrayed by his loving to get dicked out by hard fucking ‘straight blokes’ and he was really sorry for what he done to her especially finding out that was see Chapter 7.

    On the other hand, Kevin was insatiable for Hard Pounding Cum Filled Cocks in his Hairy Man Cunt and thinking about the forth coming jobs tonight and the over the next few weeks, that he had line up excited him and he laughed hard. “What the fuck so funny you Queer Cunt?” “You as you can’t Fuck For SHIT.” “Yeah I bet you are used to Big Cocks Aren’t You?” Bill Snarled. “Yeah Much Bigger Than Yours Bruv, and I bet your Nowhere as good as the other Blokes who Fuck me and give me Anal Orgasms all night long!” Kevin Cried.

    “WTF that then?” “Let me show you” and he pushed Bill of him and onto his back and he rode him hard reaching for his mouth and latching his lips onto him. “Fuck Off No Kissing” he snarled “I don’t kiss Ass Benders!” Kevin was hurt and shrugged his shoulder and continue riding rode up and down slamming his ass cunt full length up and down his Favourite Bros legendary Big Dick so that their skin slapped together.

    “Fuck your good Bill had to admit and he nearly came but he wanted to try another old favourite position of his. Luckily as he had come 4 times recently, he knew he could hold out for bit. For all his mouthing off vile things to his favourite Brother, he was surprised how much he was enjoying himself. Kevin was talented and his ass cunt was exquisite and felt like a mouth and hands were inside him, tantalising his Big Brother thick pole, nearly bringing him off. Bill was trying his hardest not to do so but it was so damn hard he had to admit, and he wanted to lock lips with Kevin so badly.

    This position, Kevin knew would get him off as most of his clients favoured the old missionary position, which was so intimated in the right circumstances. However, he was not going to make it easy for Bill and he had a plan to work him up even more. He snarled “Is that all I am getting that a crap shag”. Bill nearly strangled the little cheeky twat and punched him and was strangling him while hammering him out and the sound of skin slapping together was the only sound in the room.

    Kevin was going purple in the face and feeling of being fucked and strangled as he was losing consciousness left him feeling euphoric. He tingled all over and then cried “Bill” and blacked out. Bill came to his senses and let go of his little brother and panicked “Oh God want have I done” and he was slapping Kevin asking him to wake up and he was getting more and more scared. He also thought, “How the hell am I going to explain to my parents and the family that I killed my Bro as I was fucking him in the Ass.”

    After a few minutes of his panicking, Kevin came too and asked weakly “where am I.” Bills look of horror subsided and he hugged him and start saying “Sorry Kevin Mate, I am so sorry.” “Calm down mate, fucking hell anyone would think I was your Bird” was the cheeky response and he reached for his prick which was still rigid and stroke him and cupped his balls and slipped a finger into his sweaty tight butt crack penetrating knuckle deep into his  tight anal ring.

    Bill snapped out of it and went mad and started swearing at him. “Chill out bro you were almost crying moment ago now you want to hurt me again don’t you” HAHAHAHAHA. Kevin although he was frightening, knew he was taking a risk.  “You Dick” he was angry with him, yet care for him as only family members could do in equal measure, and he closed his eyes breathed deeply and when he opened them Kevin was on his back, legs open wide and with his arms hooked under his legs and he beckon Bill over giving him a ‘Come and Fuck me if you dare.

    Bill dared alright and bounded over and snarled “Guide me in Slut” and when done he slammed himself as deep and as hard as he could. He was ordered to “Snog the face off me and Don’t fuck about and bang me out Big Bro like one of your Anal Whores” and Bill fucking him like a mad man nearly breaking his young Bro’ talented hole and kissed him as commanded.

    He savagely fuck him and all that could be heard was the banging of the bed and screams and wails of his Kevin getting his Cunt Cored out, which he spasmed and clutched and suctioned the thick prick, giving both of them having the ride of their lives. “Shit this is good sex” Bill thought to himself as he was not going to admit that to Kevin as that would be too much and he wanted to repeat it again and knew he would as this hole was too good to resist. Also, he could see how his old man felt leaving this morning with a big smile on his face lucky old bastard getting to sample his little Bruv’s hot ass pussy all night long.

    He came multiple times and Kevin had 3 Anal Orgasms coxing out more loads out of Bill prick and finally he fell on top of him. Despite his earlier reservations, he could not keep his tongue out of his mouth, and he stared at Kevin intensely, who stared right back at him with love and passion and the shared history made this even more special to them both.

    Alas unfortunately, Bill’s phone went off and it was his Missus calling and hearing her voice, instantly resulted in his snapping right out of his sexual stupor. He jumped out and off Kevin’s enticing man cunt and ran to the bathroom and jumped into the shower. He got dressed in record time, not looking at his favourite little brother feeling sick with shame.

    “What Wrong Bruv?” “This” was the response, “it ain’t natural us being two blokes/two brothers fucking each other and you Whoring Yourself out for you Employment, it’s disgusting.” Bill was being Judgmental and Kevin calm response was “Bruv it a question of Economics Yeah you should try it”. The response was Bill losing it and calling him lots of nasty names including Slut, Whore, Asehoe, Anal Whore, Fat Ass Fuck, Jelly Ass Bandit, Wobbly Ass Fuck, Enticing Bruv Fucker and Dad Fucker amongst other names.

    Kevin’s response was “Bruv your judging me and your dick still hard as fuck inside my ass cunt, which by now it was and he was stroking in and out of him, nearly getting off inside him. However Kevin pushed him out of him and stated “Do me a favour and Fuck Off yeah,   Fuck your Judgemental Cunt back to your sad little life and you hard faced Missus” and they started fighting and only they stopped after while both bleeding,  bruised and panting heavily. Bill grabbed his clothes leaving his underpants and his T shirt on the floor stormed off.

    As soon as he left though Kevin shred angry tears and he suddenly farted and his Big Bros Cum Loads spurted out of his ass. As his hand was just under his gapping ass, he caught every drop and ate every tasty drop of it and fell asleep sniffing his Bills underpants and his T Shirt, longing for him to come back and take him again as he loved every minute of their special intimate encounter.

    He slept for a few hours and woke up when his phone kept on ringing about 7.30pm. Hello he said groggily “who is it.” “It’s me Pal, it’s about the job tonight you need to be there by 9pm.” “Oh no Tony I am shattered and have had rubbish day. “Kev Mate you let me down twice yesterday remember.” Kevin was now awake and remembered yesterday as he was leaving Angelo’s house after an all-day fuck Session at 7pm, See Chapter 10. He stated, “Guys I gotta go as I have a client at 10pm and have to get, ready see you around eh?”

    He recalled Angelo walking him to the door and watching his bouncing Ass, and being to resist his charms, he pulled his trousers down and fucked Kevin at the door for about 15 minutes dumping another load in him, and he left and went home to bed only waking a few hours later by his Dads shouting at him and completely forgetting about his 10pm appointment.

    “Shit Tony, what happen to the client.” Luckily for me, your Pal Ash sorted him out for me at very short notice though the client was not happy as he is not into Asian Guys being bit racist and all. He really wanted pure White European, but you know Ash he won him over quick time, now the clients only smitten with him and has booked a regular slot with him. Then I text you for the other job and you told me you were with your Dad Albert for Fuck Sake what was so important that you blew me off for the second time Kevin. Look Tony I am having Family Dramas OK, so I just can’t deal with Clients right now!”

    “Please Kev, I’m Desperate, and it pays really well” “Tony I can’t, I am Fucked Out Bud I really Can’t”. Fair enough I’ll do it, and this was the amount they were going to pay and the jobs in your neck of the woods with two new clients.”  Kevin took pity on him and said ok just for you. Oh Great, do your best mate to keep them hook on your talented Cunt as they could be long term clients?” “Ok Sure.” “Oh, thanks Kev this will make up for the 2 lets downs yesterday.

    “Oh, by the way, if you been fucking today, don’t wash as they want you au natural and I know you got a few jizz loads inside you. Also dress in your tightest jogging Grey Bottoms the ones that show off you fit Beefy Butt perfectly, also a White T-shirt and Trainers. Finally bring some extra lube they probably will want to start plowing into you straight away ok.” Sure “he said eager to get this over with.

    He cleaned up and put an extra small pair of grey joggers and a pair of Y fronts with hole in the back for easy access and a fitted white T Shirt and a pair of dirty trainers. He left and drove to the address. It was a Ten minutes away and he thought he recognised the place. He rang the bell and when the front door opened, and he had his back to it showing off his Beefy Muscle Ass perfectly as his hands were in the pockets pulling the material tighter.

    “Cum in Son but stay facing the door and shake your phat ass money maker right now” A familiar voice ordered. Kevin backed into the house and did as asked, then peeled his joggers down continued shaking it and held his ass open with both hands, so that his glistening hole was open and some of the earlier cum deposits were dripping down his leg.

    “Phewwwww Cum Right in and go straight through and get on all fours on the sofa, Ass Up and arch your back, as we want to eat this juicy cum dripping ass snatch out right now don’t, we?” “Yep” he heard another man say, “Tony is Bloody Legend sending this tasty Beefy Ass Fucker to us two.” “Fuck both of these guys sounded really familiar, they really do” he said to himself, but he was tired and promised himself, that he would sleep all day tomorrow as he was shattered.

    He walked through slowly stripping off his clothes and trainers leaving them on the floor as instructed by Tony and making sure that he showed of his Straight Man Ass Cunt, holding his buttocks wide open and adopted the clients chosen position arching his back. The siting room was in semi darkness and he could not see them clearly. He rested his head on the back of the sofa on a cushion and one of the men dived in and ate him out.

    His tongue latched on to his anus and wasting no time he ate out Kevin hot moist hot snatch and swapped with the other guy. Taking turns, they made him cum quickly. They were experts at fletching the old loads from deep inside him, and asked him to push it out, sucking up any droplets that dripped out. They even had a straw ready to gain the leads further up inside him his rectum.

    “Damn how many times where you fucked today” and as he had lost count Kevin never answered. “Tell us and don’t lie” they said spanking each cheek hard and biting into each large buttock and then chewing him out like it was a three-course meal. He muttered “a few times” not the actual 12 loads that he had received from his Dad and Older Brother Bill. “Damn we want to chew you all up” they both growled and shared the fletched loads between them, and both gave Kevin a deep French kiss so that he tasted himself which was quite tasty.

    “How often do you get Fucked in the Ass” A lot he admitted, “Who was the first Man to Fuck you?” “Tony” he said, and they asked how was it? He admitted, “It hard, but I enjoyed it and being dicked out with Big Cock on Fit Blokes is what I live for now, so that’s it really, I’m Addicted.” he admitted with pride. “How many Cocks have you taken in here” they demanded? “That’s Confidential” he muttered; I can’t talk about other Clients it would not be professional really you understand right!”

    “Ok” they said sounding disappointed, “we just like hearing about how a fit bloke like you enjoys getting banged out within your straight asshole, and judging by the cum deposits we tasted today, you had had high number of man loads in your straight man pussy over the last few days, Haven’t You Don’t Lie Slut.” “We know as we are experts at eating a Man that been ‘Breed by Excessive Cum Loads in his Cunt’, as that our speciality.”

    “Kevin grew excited hearing this and panting “Fuck It, Sod Confidentiality” he did not know why he instinctively trusted these two guys and his being from the Streets where Trust was a rarity, hence why he ended up Banged Up inside Prison when he was younger, more about that another time. Now though, he told the two clients ‘everything’ and left nothing out except the part out about his Dad and his Big Bro dicking him out last night and this morning, ‘as there were some things that a Boy must keep to himself’.

    As he recounted his tales, both men caressed his dick which was throbbing and said move back and lower yourself and he felt his cock and balls being devoured.  Both blew him and alternatively swallowed his prick whole, ensuring that he gain maximum pleasure and one moved back to tongue fucking his tasty cunt while the other continue to blow him. He came in one of the guys mouths and they cum kissed sharing the creamy load giggling with delight.

    Kevin ass pussy was already prepped, and he was entered, and taken rough style his back was arched, and he was pulled back like with his Dad and his ass started to bounce all over the place. Within minutes, he was slamming back with force and he was vocal being into both guys, urging them to “Give it to Me Harder. Guys.” “Man, for a Straight Boy, you sure are hungry for man dick are you”

    “Yes” he gasped arching his back and slamming back harder into them and panted “Do Me Harder Dammit” and on by one they hammered into him cumming inside him, one after the other and making each of the pounding get harder heavier. His big meaty buttocks were bouncing like crazy with his butt resembling a jelly like wobble which turned them on. Kevin was deep in the fuck zone but he sure that he heard one of the men call the other Clark and the other was called Gary, but he zoned out saying to himself, “I know those names, where from though think,” but he was too far gone in his Ass Lust and his hole was tender.

    Throughout the encounter Kevin, had not seen their faces, and had switched positions moving from Doggy Style to riding them, slamming himself with force up and down on their thick pricks, facing away from them and making them cum twice in the process, milking the cum juice out. “Do you want me to suck you guys off” Kevin said breathlessly. “Nah that ok mate, next time yeah, we are just enjoying pounding out your Hot Pussy.” “Are you sure you are Straight?”

    “Yep I am, and I had a loyal girlfriend, but we broke up yesterday, which is a bummer.” “How about we ‘Double Fuck’ you so you can take you mind off it?” Gary suggested. “Great sure no worries as I need to be fucked, to forget I was a crap boyfriend to my loyal Girl” and Clark said, “how shall we do this “I know I will sit on you he sank his twat right onto one of the guys dicks and started making out with him and guided the other into him and breathed deeply willing his hole to open up some more and the other guy popped in. As they were thick it a struggle at first.

    They were screwing him and were right into him would hire him again, as he was just their type. “Let’s see your face as we did not ask your Boss Tony for any pics.” He said, ‘Light On’ he said to the voice control system and Kevin’s face dropped, as did the man looking back at him.  They instantly recognised each other. Looking at him, was one of his Favourite Uncle’s his Mums younger Brother Clark, and it suddenly dawn on him that his other favourite Uncle his Dad’s younger Brother Gary was also inside him thrusting away none the wiser.

    “Oh No Fuck!” Kevin wailed and went bright red and was really embarrassed, as here he was with two of the people who he cares, about a lot and was closer to them than his own Father, and they were both inside in. However at that very same moment, they both looked shocked as Clark said “THIS IS OUR KEV, WHO WE ARE FUCKING”, and he tensed up and strangled their dicks and unable to stop themselves, they both came inside him and he had a almighty intense anal orgasm at the same time and fainted.

    As he did his ass ring snap shut and as they tried to come out of him, they found themselves wedged together inside him. “Hell, what are we going to do” Clark Wailed? “Don’t Panic” Gary said, let try and wake him but give him a few minutes, which they did and as he was facing his favourite nephew, he gently suckled his pouty drooling lips and stuck his tongue in his mouth. “Are you kissing our Kevin?” “Yep he all grows, up now and is so God Damn Hot” and his dick throbbed inside his hot man cunt which was still squeezing him tight.

    “When the last time you had seen him?” “About 6 years ago and he had just gone inside for dealing drugs.” “Oh Yeah something happens to him in there, as he was not the same when he came out, our Bill told me when I saw him about 3 years ago.” “He was not sure what it was all about as Kev would not say.” “Oh Yeah remember our old Pal Mac Peters who is now the Assistant Governor of our local Prison, he knew Kevin when he was sent to his old establishment, lets contact him soon to find out what happen to him.”  This will be explored in a future ‘Prison Tales’ Chapter.

    As they were busy chatting away, Kevin stirred sometime later stating, “Oh Fuck Uncle’s Gary and Clark” and his hole expanded, and they lifted him off them. “What happened” he said groggily? “You mate by the looks of things are you ok?” “Yeah I think so” and as he sat on the sofa the cum started to trickle out of him. “Hang on a minute” Gary said and pulled him up and place him on his back, lifted his beefy hairy legs up, back and holding them wide open and fletched the cum dripping out of him. He suctioned the load out and panted “Sorry Kev I can’t help myself and moved so that his Uncle Clark started to eat him out as well and they cum kissed each other not wanting to miss a drop.

    After a while, they stopped, let him down and share a hot shower. Together. They dried him off and said, “tell us how you got into this work properly?” “Uncles I can’t, I really need to sleep, can I please” he almost pleaded looking tearful as it was too much for him and he was so tired.

    “Yeah sure no problem.” Their favourite nephew looked vulnerable and they felt for him, so they agreed and led him to their bed, and he crashed on to it and fell into a deep sleep. He was naked and his large buttocks were open invitingly and his pussy ring was pouting. They wanted to sink into him and resisted but both sneaked a slow pounding fuck while he slept between them. First Gary and then Clark and ate their fresh loads out of him.

    Kevin never stirred and spoke in his sleep saying “Sorry Molly for messing you about Babe please forgive me” and then alternatively “fuck me please harder “and they looked at each other and laughed, lying either side of him in their bed which could easily sleep 4 in it and both eventually fell asleep.

    They got up at 9am and he got up at 11.30am and came downstairs. He gave them a big hug and they guided their hands to his large ass mound squeezing them tight. “Sandwich me and make me feel safe like you used to, but I’m all grown up now yeah” he laughed, and they did as well. “Coffee and something to eat?” “Oh Yes please I am Starving.”

    After wolfing some food down, he said “Tell me how you two got together and secrets were shared, and he told them about his Dad Albert and his brother Bill finding out about his work and their banging his muscle pussy out. “They could not believe it. “That Cunt Albert” they both stated at the same time in hostile tone, both rolling their eyes and looking furious and said nothing else. “Bloody hell what did Dad do to these two?” he thought as he was inside when they had a falling out. They would not say anymore, and he left it.

    “Can we see you again?” “Of course?” “Not just for sex either, although your Bloody Good at having ‘Gay Man Sex!’ it’s really just to catch up really.” “Yeah ok and if you decide to use our Services, I can recommend my good pals Ash a fit Asian Bloke, or Arthur a Family Man, you would like them both.” “Yeah, we know them, they are your mates from way back, aren’t they?” “Yeah they are, and they are really good.”

    “Not as good as you young Kevin we bet” and he blushed and was embarrassed but pleased that he had stratified them. “We really hope you and your girl Molly sort it out, as having someone to love and care about amongst all of the crap of life is everything!” and they looked at each other and smiled.

    He hugged them tight, letting them have another manhandling of his Muscle Bubble and said “Oh Fuck It, Go on then” feeling their hardening pricks and turn round dropped his pants and guided one and then the other into his quivering hot rectum and received 4 more loads flooding him. He declined their offer to fletch him out and hugged them and said “I gotta split, see you soon, Take Care” and he left.

    He got in his car and called Tony. “Hey how was it he asked, “you won’t believe it Mate, they are only my two favourite Uncles, it’s been a right couple of Days.” “First though Tony please don’t book me for them again, as it’s too messy so make an excuse yeah!” He went on to say, “I will visit them regularly though, but it’s not right taking money from family.” His Boss agreed.

    “Ok fine, Now tell me what happen last night” and Kevin told him about his Dad and Brother as well. “Fucking Hell that’s ‘Crazy’ Tony cried. Kevin said, “who have you got book for me today then?” He replied, “Well Kevin its bit risky, but I have a client who likes to received blow jobs while dining with his wife in public are you up for that as well as a few other crazy jobs.”

    “Yes, Fuck It Why Not, give me the details” he said.

    To be continued

  • Lessons To Be Taught, Lessons To Be Learned

    Some mornings just walk out of the night as perfect. You’re rested, glad to wake up, enthused about the day…even though there may not be much to do. That was my Saturday. Rolled out of bed, took a long, hot shower then a fast cold one, close those pores, and finally THE SHAVE. When I have the time, shaving is a male ritual that is to be savoured, considered, indulged. All the elements have to be just right, you have to be in the mood to challenge every follicle on your face to a contest, your stealth in finding them to their elusiveness in not being found. When I built this house, I structured my bathroom to accommodate me, the way I like to do things, sized it to me, never been happier. Each day when I put my hand where I expect something to be, it’s there. Not that it’s perfect. One of the things I like to do is shave with one foot on the toilet to brace me as I use my other foot on the ground to help me tension my hand pulling my skin, stretching it, making it better for the shaving. Naked, just me, my mug of shaving foam, my best quality badger brush, a German Merkur razor, their blades, the head of my cock just skimming the edge of the sink…which is ten inches higher than the usual-no playing Giraffe at the water hole when I need to lean over. Tho I wasn’t looking for it, I found a home version of a hot towel dispenser that sits on the vanity and, when I want one, there’s a hot towel to wrap around my face. Granted, standing I have to tip my head back to accomplish this but, hey, a hot towel before, between the two shaves (one with the grain, one against it) then after a shave? What’s better?

    This is a process in which I get very involved, almost lost, there’s something about the hot foam, the furry swirl of the brush, the masculine sensuality of it. If I’m really relaxed, I’ll sprout a little wood which is worked down to finally splatter into my shaving mug, mixed with the hot foam then applied. Kinky? Well, maybe. But why waste good milk on the sewer system? although the routine for me is to slobber down what just came out.

    Some days my son wanders in, naked, complaining that there’s no hot water. I tell him that patience is a virtue, there will be, come on in, talk to his old man while he shaves. These are intensely intimate moments between a father and his son, the simple act of having your son watch you, naked, shave, says you’re teaching him to be a man, the kind of man you’d like him to be. Okay… you know he’s admiring you, the size of your balls, how they hang making your cock drape over their sack. I’ve caught him looking at his own set and wonder…..sometimes I laugh, snap him with a wet towel telling him that I only raise stallions, he doesn’t need to worry.

    That day as he lounged against the toilet tank, not quite there, happy to be in the warm humid room that smelled richly of men, cleanliness, semen, foam, warmth, affection all good things, he seemed restless, as if there was a question coming but it was stuck part way up. At these moments every father wants to help his son, try to give him a path but…it has to come from him; Second guessing what’s on his mind derails him. As would have happened this day. I was doing the intricate bits around my horse shoe ‘stache and my attention was wholly on that. One slip and fur I wanted was sliced off, one moment of inattention, I’d be reaching for the styptic pencil to daub a slice, a nick or a cut. I’ll admit it, sometimes the gush of blood can be a turn on, just not here, on my face….slopping into the white porcelain basin. Now tendrils of it first starting on white sheets….My kid snaps me out of whatever else I was…almost seeing.

    “Dad, can I grow a moustache?”

    “Do you want to?”

    “Well, kinda….I shave, need to, almost every day and Pete, well, he’s growing one…”

    I’ve seen Pete’s attempt at a furry lip; In the broadest, most generous sense of the word he has bits and pieces of a ‘stache but a full man’s moustache? No. I reached to Jason, take my thumb to give his face a clinical, appraising feel, his upper lip, his chin, his sideburns.…

    ”Well, you could grow hair there, see what it looks like but, son, I think you’re about nine months to a year before you can raise a man’s moustache. Take a good look at Pete, that’s chicken shit, no form, no texture, feel mine, now that’s ‘stache quality hair and when you get to that point, I’ll be proud to buy you your own shaving mug, soap, brush, razor. All the best, from Trumpers in London. Show Pete that, see how that compares to his Bic disposables and a can of Burma Shave. Look under you arms, look at your nuts, see that hair? You’re gonna to be like your father, tall, broad chested, good shag on you, another in the stallion line. Think about your grandfather, even at sixty he could do push-ups with his dick and just ’cause he doesn’t have one doesn’t mean he couldn’t raise a fine moustache. Nah, let Pete feel all manned up because he forgot to shave their; It looks just as stupid as he is. Give it some time, I promise you’ll get what you want.” Reaching down, hold his balls in my hand then smiled at him before returning to looking for a stand of fur that was hiding near my ear lobe. “Son when those are getting covered with crotch hair…that’s when you can grow anything on you anywhere you want.” I Smile. He smiles back, replaces my hand with his…I wonder if he’d like to jerk off into my mug?

    I could see him puff up a bit, gain pride…But then there was the next question that wasn’t so easily handled.

    “Dad….you know what I really want only….well, only you’d have to give me permission.” I’ve been through this swamp with him before about this issue; He wants to get a tattoo, and, I fear, it’s partly because I have some, partly because he genuinely wants one, I’m just not sure which part wins out. The bottom line to this is that he’s not 18 so would have to have my permission. We’ve been over this topic a few too many times so he’s taking advantage of a situation he knows I’m happy in to get what he wants.

    “Jason, no. When I think you can handle one, and that may be before you’re 18, I, myself, will take you to Buzz’s for you first tat. He does my work, fuckin’ fine work… my son will have only the best.” When he was young one of the things he enjoyed doing was tracing with his young finger the elaborate whirls and colours that descended down my right arm, over my hand then seemingly poured, like a water fall, between my fingers. He was entranced by the colours; In his play room I’d find his easel with attempts-in Crayola-to draw what he remembered from my arm. It was interesting to see, as he got older, how his grasp of colour and shapes was more accurate. Also, I’d had the whole sleeve redone, made the black lines crisper, the colours more intense, deeper, then, one day he found his name, new, prominently on my forearm. All it said was, “Jason, My Beloved Son” which broke him up just as, when I brought him home, it broke me up; Then and now he was and is my beloved son. Remembering that day, I raise his face, lean down, kiss him…he throws his arms around my neck so that when we release, he’s got shaving foam on his nose.

    He’ll get his ink alright, as much as he wants but maybe after one or two, that will be it. However, by damn, I’ll walk him in for his first time, introduce to the guys, tell them that this is my son; He’s here to get his tattoo cherry popped and I’m there to hold the gun for his first mark.

    Sensing that, as usual, the tattoo question just became DOA he wondered aloud what we might do today. This is a son to love, his first thought is doing something with his Dad rather finding his buddies and kicking around, if you were ever young you can hear them; “ I don’t know what do you want to do? How about going over to the Jones…””They’re out of town so…what do you want to do?” It’s almost a vicious cycle of youthful conversation which is why when Jason hangs back, waits for me to take the lead, I’m proud and grateful he’s my son.

    “I bet there’s hot water now, wanna use my shower? You’re right here.”And he does.

    Using my shower is something of a big deal, all tiled, made for me, spigots all over the place, a rain shower, when there’s time to get it perking, a steam shower. He and I have spent some very relaxing times in there, not saying anything, just letting our pores as well as our minds open, it’s a great form of togetherness without any structure or plans. Just a father and his son, naked, engulfed in foggy steam. enjoying the water, the warmth, being close. Some place I have a photograph of the two of us when he was just a few weeks old; We’re both naked, starting life together. I suppose redoing it now, naked, would be considered weird, still….it would have meaning to both of us so fuck what other people think; I make a mental note to find a photographer who’ll do it. As to Jason? If he’d had the idea first, he’d be in the Yellow Pages looking for a man with a camera. Hell, I’m not going to have it blown up or hung on the wall in the living room just someplace to remind me that my kid is almost a man…those few more months until he grows hair on his face, his chest…his ripening testicles now mostly awake in their sack.

    Another good thing to using my shower is that I have a large supply of bath sheets for drying off then just sitting around, cuddled by the thickness, an all over body rub just no hands…. After that last cold splash, it’s a good feeling to be warmed by the towels, easily five feet by eight feet, just be together, me and my son, he always leans against me…has for years but more recently…what he admired earlier? The big, firm nuts? The clean cut cock? His hand holds them not as a toy but knowing they’re a promise…I’m sure other fathers don’t allow that, would be shocked but….there’s pride in me when I remember the first time I jacked him off, sperm came out, real sperm, man’s sperm, sperm that makes babies…from my son, released from him by his father, me…then slowly squeezing his nuts which teaches him another lesson, the one too few men learn; Pain follows pleasure so I slowly clasp my fingers, lightly restrain him until he begins to softly moan, squirm. One last hard grasp while I kiss him. I love my son, love the lesson he learned, remembered the first time we each held the other’s nuts, squeezing up to the deep man on man kiss that said ‘I Love You’. In the mirror I can see that memory be real…………for both father and son.

    “Dad, can I go look at your list, see if there’s anybody around here…?” I’m back with him, flicking the blade clean. Opening it, making sure it will dry properly laying on a towel.

    “Sure and, I hadn’t thought about that, I got the paper work from a guy yesterday but got distracted.” I found my horn rimmed reading glasses, looked until I found a new file. “Here, you look it over, see what you think, it’d be a good days drive out and back. Plus”, another memory, “there’s a great Mexican restaurant I’ve wanted to go back to…check to make sure it would be worth the drive just to eat there…”

    “Do I have to sit in the car for this one? You know like, well, that one time…”

    “Nope, you can walk right in, I think I may have mentioned having a helper to him just so long as he doesn’t catch on that you’re my son, just remember, kid, to call me ‘Sir’ not Dad got me?” I get a big smile back. Goddam I love him….he hates it but, fuck, I reach out and rustle through his hair which, and, he knows it’s coming, like his ink, is a butch cut. Administered by his father..something about like father like son but now…About the time those gonads fill out a bit more as well as the hair covering…yep, that’s when he gets a man’s peel, not that floppy mop he’s sporting now.

    …Holding him, letting him see his hairy head, wisps over his ears, his eye brows…hearing the snap as the clippers go on. I’ll start pushing them up the back part of his head so he can’t see, not at first. This is going to be a big change for him….part of his transition to being more of a man, the cut that says, Fuck You, I don’t give a shit about combing, gel, making it part, following some fad, I’m a muthafukin’ man, I shave it off in two minutes then get on with life.

    I’m looking at the file; 42 year old white male, bi sexual, unmarried, unhappy, referred to me by someone whom I trust and, turning the page, what does he want? I scan it, not bad, maybe Jason really can be useful. He’s never quite done all of this before but it’s easy enough….Nothing too complicated, nearly straight forward, in and out, two hours tops, drive back, hit the Mexican place having pocketed two grand.

    Never knew the day I got bored after several years then walked away from Med school that what I’d already learned could be turned into tax free income. And I’m a rare breed, there aren’t many quality cutters who do it for the money and not a way to slice ‘em off to add to a very personal collection so I’m at the top as I come with both actual medical experience plus the willingness to give the guy what he wanted in the way of scenes but it always ends the same way; I chop off his balls.

    Jason looked in. “Found one? Something I can do?”

    “Yeah, you can play, too. He wants the usual surgical setting so, you know, scrubs, masks, booties, do it nude under that. He wants to suck off some dick but I’m thinking he’d like young meat so if you haven’t yet, don’t jerk off, give him a mouthful. Watch us strip, tie him down, according to the pictures he sent, he’s already got his ‘operatory’ all set but we’ll have to check and ….this ones a pain junky, so nothing injectable to soothe the final cut….but we better take our own straps, okay? Hop to it.”

    This one is pretty tame, even almost routine so I felt comfortable using Jason. Eventually I can tell him about some of the weirder ones but, for now, it’s enough to learn the basics, break him in, let him see what happens and, today, letting the guy suck his cock will be a first for him.

    On occasion when I had the client banded he’s given his dick a jerk, spewed almost the last fountain full of people that will never be but I can see he’s not into that, although it can be part of the business so he needs to learn to do it all. Of course, it may be that he goes off to college, decides he wants to be an astronomer, an accountant-please lord, not a bean counter- a lawyer, fine, I’m all for that but he’ll always have a side trade that for a few hours work brings in a lot of cash. I’ve never told him that this was a family business, carried on from generation to generation; Fuck, my dad was a Colonel in the Air Force, would drop dead if he knew what his son did. My “real” business was as a golf pro at the largest municipal course, nice people, good, healthy outdoors also perfectly respectable-not the sort of place where I hardly expected (or wanted) to meet ‘clients’ for my ‘other’ profession-even if the tats disturbed some golfers, I could punch a ball 275 yards straight down the fairway which made the colorful arm immaterial.

    Dad would come into town several times a year, we’d play a few courses and he’d be proud of his son, everyone knowing me, glad to see him. A son he could take pride in raising which was correct, he could take pride in me. Only one thing…when I dumped Med School, we had words that turned into a beating I knew he had to give me and I had to accept. Took a while but…the marriage, the son, time…just like it’s supposed to be, your Dad is your best friend. I can see that as he’s standing outside baggage claim when he arrives, looking for me, his son; He’d never admit it but…he’s almost pissing himself waiting for Jason and me….tell me he doesn’t love me? Fucker, you can’t. Oh, and for an Air Force Colonel something a little unusual, that tattoo about loving his son and grandson. Buzz did a fine job, even incorporated the Air Force emblem. Yeah, the old man loves us, yes he does.

    Just like I took pride in Jason; Few young men his age had the first hand working knowledge of sexual perversion as did he and, of course, I was careful to balance it with normal, everyday sex. He had a girl friend; I suppose they “made out” but he had instructions as to how far he could go. He could let her jack him off, give him head, he could finger fuck her, eat her snatch… but no intercourse, none-unless she’d take it in the ass in which case, Fire One!! He also knew that in his future, and one getting closer as his ability to raise a ‘stache approached, was a vasectomy. What he knows, what I’ve said is….I want a household full of stallions, fillies when wanted or desired but, under no circumstances, any ponies. Although you have to know what you’re looking for, you can, with a magnifying glass, see where I was slit. Still a stallion, still get it up just…no baby making additive in the man milk. As of now he’s okay with that, knows I adopted him as a single father and, if he wants to follow along, great. Just one thing….he’ll get that surgery…he wants to marry, have children, he’ll remember he was a child, how he became the son to a man….who had been sterilized. That was one family tradition. One day I’ll tell him how my old man had me semi-gelded…just like he’d been only, back then, there was no ‘semi’ just the full empty bag…so Jason would join the line of men shooting man sauce that just couldn’t produce men right through his cock.

    My own Dad had been made a widower less than a year after their marriage. They’d planned on adopting so he followed through. That’s also when he got a buddy, who was a surgeon in the service, to castrate him-leaving the bag filled with big fake nuts usually put in show dogs. He raised me-along with half the Air Force it sometimes seemed-but that worked out well enough. And my side business? Well, I learned it in med school so the first time some guy asked me to make him a eunuch and, apparently, as I lacked any medical scruples, I did. It’s a powerful thing to know what you can do to another man, just like surgery only more intimate, more intense-in surgery the object was to cure the but here, desecrate them permanently. And I enjoy it. Got turned on by it. A lot of times, when the job is just over, the testes, maybe the scrotum as well, laying in a dish, a little blood still dripping from the excision site, I have to drag out my dick then stroke it down; Some guys, just nutted, really get off on watching that, some even try to stroke along; Seem to get off when I blow my load right in their mouth…

    I geve the client a ring, tell him this was his lucky (?) day; I’d be there around 2:30 give or take a wreck on the expressway with my assistant but he need do nothing. I usually don’t get into conversations with them when I confirm the appointment, if they’re going to back out, I want them to do so when I’m there as my fee is still collectible-although usually I’ve already got a substantial down payment. And, frankly, it’s nothing to me whether they get it done or not right then, eventually, if the urge is strong enough. they’ll me back, which is when they find, that fee, already paid, represented services rendered, or not, on that day in that place. There was no negotiation, plus, they were sorry to learn, when I had to prepare plus do all that was necessary a second time, I slap a five hundred dollar service and handling fee on them. Sure they’d yelp but…who they gonna call? Ghost Busters? Not for what they want and I don’t give referrals to other guys I might know-I do know of a couple-who provide the same service. If being butchered to get what you want to lose done is your taste. Maybe it is, some guys might get off on ending up in a hospital, maybe losing your cock, prostate…we all hear about men who lop them off all by themselves….they must really want some sort of thrill which, also, will involve the ER if not death.

    We’ve always enjoyed just getting out, driving around. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, we’ll get in the car, the second one, the one that was formerly a police cruiser which still looks vaguely as if that’s what it’s heritage was. Also, few cars are more comfortable than a Ford Crown Vic even now, dinged up, bent, a banged in quarter panel, it was still a great car with the Interceptor Engine, the exterior was simply for the casual viewer who would just see two guys in a beat up old car, would never remember it. But road trips were special, even if they weren’t very far as was the case today. Jason followed our progress on maps, mentioned every little town we weren’t going through then finally our destination town, just a quiet place, not quite tired, but its best days behind it.

    My client had provided instructions as to how to find him and, apparently feeling I’d pull up with “I Castrate Men” written on the side, asked me to pull around so “nobody would see you….”. Fuck, what was there to see? two guys getting out of a car, carrying a back pack plus a duffel bag then going into the house? Maybe we’re buds, our laundry machine broke down so we’re using his. Nobody was going to think anything and, just to make sure, I carried a spare set of tags-from another state-which I put over my real ones using magnets when I was in doing a job. I really didn’t want to be followed home by curious parties such as the law summoned by a client who had a sudden case of buyer’s remorse-with some very visceral proof concerning his dis-satisfaction. (That happened….once….but the cops, applying logic, told him that, fuck the law, if he wanted his balls whacked off, that’s what had happened: Call the American Medical Association…oh, and might just want to hit the ER to make certain everything was okay, like he wasn’t facing death.

    Inside was the client wearing, for God’s sake, a mask which was promptly ripped off him. It was pointed out that I had a full picture of him, naked, with his face showing. Plus, as I hoped he recalled, he’d agreed to have this put on tape for his personal enjoyment. Nervous, a lot of them are, he flustered, tried to remember what he wanted to say, forgot, start over….I finally stuck a gag made like a cock in his mouth then explained that I “pretty much” knew what I was doing, this wasn’t the first time I’d done this. Or the fiftieth for that matter. (Jason once asked how many guys I thought I’d deballed in the past fifteen plus years, ever since I dropped out of med school adopted him, became a full time golf pro and a part time cutter but the truth is…I have no idea. There might be two in one week, then three months would go by so an honest answer was almost impossible. I told him, lets just say a lot and let it go at that.)

    Our client secured-I make it take longer than it actually needed to-Jason and I stand in front of him, strip, play with ourselves, emphasis on the testicles, put on our see through scrubs and I get down to realities. I don’t know his standard of hygiene so I re-shave him plus using an astringent that hurts like shit when applied, wipe down the area around him. He’s bound but, I want him to miss nothing, he’s paid for it, so his head is elevated so he can see it all, those moments when the blade falls, his nuts get cut away, his sack goes empty. To make sure, I put a mirror on a stand opposite the “job site” covering the reverse as well. Generally I do it in what amounts to slow motion.

    This is at once the most erotic and frightening time for them; They’ve reached the stage of which they’ve dreamed, it’s happening, they know, doesn’t matter what they now do, however they thrash or try to scream to stop it, they’re playing to dead ears, I’m in surgery, I’m doing the cutting so what the patient wants is of no concern to me; I see their testicles and want to slice them open, rip out the slimy orbs inside, cut that long narrow pipe that keeps them as men until…it, too, falls in two pieces. That may be my favourite part, ever so slowly separating the cord, telling the guy that…this is it, oh yeah, just a little bit further, feel the blade finally come out the other side, two pieces fall with a plop on him. That’s it, no more man, just a fool with no balls who wondered what it would be like to be like a farm animal, next in line, get ‘em slashed off….permanently a steer.

    Before I get down to the actual snipping, he wants so pain so he’ll get some. And, prior to that, he’s gonna drink Jason’s cock, twice actually, then I’ll jack him off commenting that it’s his last time as I look at him while telling him it’s gonna hurt him a lot more than me but…I’ll enjoy watching him thrash in his bindings and…suffer. Sometimes I’ll take my finger and wipe it through their puddling come on his chest then force it into their gagged mouth. However, today, my kid surprises me, as he squats down over the guys chest I find he’s removed the crotch of his pants so his cock and balls are dropping down. Great Idea! I’ll think up something special as a congratulations for that sexy maneuver. We’re at no turning back time. He’s fed on Jason, admired his equipment so his cock gets secured to his belly and I indulge in a little ball torture. Well, I expand it. Jason puts on a pair of nipple clips, the sort that have teeth in them, while I begin to make a ladder of long piercing pins. Start at his perineum and, every eighth of an inch, another pin, first one way, then the other. For a while it’s okay but then I start up the back of his cock which is when the ‘patient’ begins to wonder…how far will I go? He’s about to find out, all the way. Right up to the edge of his piss slit which, after a rough edged hollow sound is put in it, I suture shut. Tiny sutures, maybe fifty of them and then, if he’s had the usual circumcision, draw up the remaining foreskin and sew that into the head as well. It’s exquisitely painful….even more so when he’ll have to cut them open cuz the way I do it, they’re each individual, no snipping one place so they’ll all fall away. Nope. Hope he has the sort of scissors he’ll need, trying to do it with ones standard to a household, he’ll probably lop off part of his cock head, they usually do…somethings you really do need to let professionals remove; Any ER Doctor would recognize that the sewing was done by a professional, one who knew precisely what he was doing….wanted to make it hurt.

    And there’s one thing left; Bread boarding. I make one for each client. This is just a piece of plywood with a hole cut in it. His scrotum is pulled through and stretched as far as possible and then the first nail is put in. Eventually, his sac will look like an octopus carcass that’s been mounted for a science experience. It’s so tightly pulled that his nuts pop up like twin mountains in the middle of a plain. Some times I’ll take a ten penny nail then whack it though each gonad or, as today, just start nutting him. No trying to catch his nuts, no worrying with their retreating into his body. Jason and I strip, waving hard cocks and filled ball bags in his face, snap on the latex gloves, take the scalpel from it’s sealed container and begin. Because of the way he’s presented, it could be done in under ten minutes. When I make the first incision, the pressure is so great that one almost pops out dragging it’s last connection to manhood behind it; A sort of masculine comet doomed to die as it enters the atmosphere. When the first one is out, remembering he wanted pain, I again nail it to the board after cutting the cord. Same with the other and we have ourselves a brand new Eunuch. Just to make it clear, I make a straight line incision at the hole where his sac comes thru nailing that to the board as well. He’ll figure out how to undo everything in time but, if he’s smart-or really twisted-he’ll hang onto that bread board, won’t many people have that kind of a souvenir.

    Jason is already dressed, he’s taking still photographs of the finished product while I’m jerking off into my ‘client’s’ face. Part of the service. Packing our things up takes two minutes and then we’re almost out the door. He’s carefully “unbound” just to the point so that in a few minutes he can loosen his hands and then how he’ll get his bag off the wood is his business. Hope he felt he got what he paid for which was, at base, to have himself castrated, emasculated, hurt, cut, deballed….it all means the same, make him a man with no balls. Steer, Eunuch, Capon….all mean the same thing, you’re life as a whole man is dead…like the dead things in the silver pan left beside him.

    Driving back I mention the crotchless scrubs to Jason. He smirks, trying to hide a smile, congratulate him on a job well done then give him five hundred dollars. This is a first but now he’s doing more than just being there or handing me something, he’s a participant, has made a real contribution and for that he gets paid-I laugh and tell him to add it to his ‘tattoo fund’, Buzz ain’t cheap. It’s a quiet time as we drive back looking for the exit for the restaurant. There’s an emotional let down after you nut a guy, even if you don’t know him, still, he was a man and you still are. I’m curious, but don’t ask about Jason’s response to today. I thought I detected his taking some pleasure in it but that could be my simply wanting him to.

    Over dinner, which is as good as I’d remembered, told he loosens up, talks about the day.

    “He was one lousy cocksucker. He better get lessons if he plans to do that again.” I have to both smile and laugh; My kid is making an aesthetic judgment on a sexual act, showing some thought and comparative thinking. Just to make sure I ask him what was wrong. He got thoughtful then said, “Well, there were his teeth. Jeez, I expect a nip or a drag but not the full chomp. Any way you can ask if they have falsies and, if they do then want to suck dick remind them to take them out? Also, I guess he hadn’t done this much, he figured that if he just played vacuum cleaner, that was the way to do it. No tongue, no pressure, just suck and not very much of that, I had to think up something to get me off, sure as shit couldn’t rely on him, we’d still be there and I’d have a raw cock. I know girls who can suck dick better.”

    I’m kind of amused, wondered what he thought about what would get him off so I asked. He kinda ducked his head, shy, not wanting to really reveal a personal secret and yet…wanting to tell his Dad. “Uh, well, I imagine that I’ve got you tied done, I’ve got Grand Dad’s straight razor and I’m nutting you….” He looked up. “Are you pissed off? I mean, you know, you’re my Dad, I never would….”

    “Jason, I’ve never told you this but I get off on about the same thing, A bit more elaborate, but in my mind…you’re a grown man, great ‘stache, great tats, you’ve got me on a steel plank, the chains that hold me are ones you welded me to the metal…. also there’s a collar welded around my neck. You’re one muscled up motherfucker, oiled up so your body ripples with every move. Across my mouth there’s a steel band that’s riveted down on either side with a steel cock stuck down my throat as a gag, I’m ready, I’m yours and you know it. Know I want it, know you want to do it….” We both smiled at each other as I told him. Knew we had our cocks out and were gonna shoot on the floor of the place…sort of our own hot sauce.

    I loved him then as much as I ever did. One day, maybe not like that, but one day, when he was a muscled up man with a shaggy chest, big bars in his nipples , bull ring through his septum plus a PA so heavy his dick now is pulled almost to his knees; That day I’d be stretched out, he’d be holding my Dad’d straight razor. One slice and he becomes the new cutter. That’s how it had to be.


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  • Heaven or Hell, A Masquerade

    “You’re not going to believe what I got in the mail today “

    I was on the phone with my sister. I got an invitation to a masquerade ball with a heaven or hell theme and costumes and masks were mandatory. The invitation was beautiful.  It was a Mardi Gras party. 

    “Who’s it from?” She asked

    “The Bryan/Hill’s, I hardly know them. They’re friends of Nick and Dani. You met them last Christmas at my party. I can’t imagine why they’d send me an invitation. It says it’s a true masquerade and all will be revealed at midnight. You should see this thing. First of all, it’s huge. It’s all in this beautiful black fabric looking paper and embossed in silver. It has a calling card in pearl white with black print that I’m to percent when I arrive. Can you believe this?”

    “So you don’t know them that well, that’s weird if you ask me. You gonna go?”

    “I don’t know, might be fun. It says half of the invitees will represent heaven and the rest hell and ether all white or all black are to be worn. This is wild”

    “Where is the party?”

    “It at their house on Swiss Ave. One of those old mansions in the historical district, the place is huge”
    “Which one do they what you to come as? Heaven or hell?”

    “Heaven, so white”

    “Figures”

    “What’s that supposed to mean?”

    “Honey, don’t take this the wrong way but you’re a bit of a goodie two shoes. So, they know you better than you think”

    “Oh I am not. You make me sound like a loser or something”

    “Baby brother, I love ya dearly and no one knows you like I do. So when I tell you they nailed you, I’m right. It’s not an insult, it’s a complement. You even look like you stepped out of a renaissance painting of an angel”

    “You are so full of it. I do not!”

    “Chris, of all us kids, you’re the pretty one”

    “I’m ok looking but I’m far from pretty”

    I hear this crap all the time. Just because I’m a smaller guy with blonde hair and blue eyes everyone has this idea of me.  It’s ridiculous, I can’t help what I look like but I’m hardly an angel. I tried to build myself up but working out seems to make me just tight and toned, I never get any bigger. I’ve never been the out going type, classic middle child. Older sister and brother and another sister and brother that are younger. I was the bookish quiet kid and kept mostly in the back ground. I didn’t seek out friends but my small circle of friends were very important to me and I normally just hung out with them when and if I went out. I came out early but because I was so shy no one really noticed. My ballsy big sister did all she could to push me out of my shell but to no avail. I dated guys in high school and college but at 23 I was still single and pretty much focused on work. I didn’t go out to party much at all and when I did, I tended to cut out early and go home. I was more comfortable at a dinner party with just a few people so getting this invitation was a big surprise. I thought about it for a week and finally sent my RSVP and called a good friend of mine and asked for help coming up with a costume. He pushed out all these wild ideas and to everything I said no until he came up with me going as a cherub or Eros, the Greek god of love. He thought it would be perfect for me with my small stature and blonde hair. I thought that would be fun and agreed. The day of the event he showed up at my place with a large wardrobe box. I was showered and in a robe when he arrived and he sat me down and started doing my hair. Now my hair is longish but not quite to my shoulders. He took a curling iron and put soft curls all over and then took this cool looking gold braided band and put it around my head like a sort of simple crown then he gave me a nude thong to put on.

    “What the…, I can’t go out in that thing. I’ll just use my white briefs”

    “Look, this is what I do and I know of what I’m doing and it won’t be seen. Put it on, NOW!”

    “Geez, touchy much?”

    I slipped it on and he handed me what looked like a white silk scarf.

    “Put this on”

    He turned and was digging in the box and I put it around my neck. He turned and looked at me and let out a heavy sigh as he whipped it off me mumbling something about me being as simple as a one piece picture puzzle. He arranged it around my waist and up over one shoulder. The he took some more of that same gold braid and made arm bands around my biceps. Then he handed me what looked like Roman sandals but the straps that wound up my legs to my knees were this gold silk ribbon instead of leather. He’d made a white silk mask to tie around my head and then he pulled out a set of the most beautiful wings. They were covered in white feathers.

    “Wow! Those are beautiful. Did you make them?”

    “Lordy yes, made them ages ago. Been in my storage closet for years. Just slip them on when you arrive and be careful when you sit”

    “So how do I put the tunic on?”

    “What tunic? That’s it, you’re ready to go. I think it turned out fantastic. You look stunning”

    “Have you lost your mind? I can’t go out in public like this! I’m nearly naked!”

    “Why the hell not? You look beautiful. I’d kill to have a body like that and be able to pull off that kind of outfit off! Here, try the wings on. I wanna see it all put together”

    I wasn’t sure I could do this. He slipped the wings on me and took pictures then he went over to the box and pulled out a picture of cherub that he’d used as inspiration. I looked from the picture to my reflection and I had to agree, it looked very much like the old painting. 

    “But I can’t just drive over there dressed like this and walk up Swiss Ave nearly naked. This is nuts!”

    “Chill out, I already thought of that. I whipped together a white cape as a cover up so you can get across town. I’m not stupid”

    “Jimi, I’m sorry. It’s really a beautiful costume but I’ve never shown this much skin in my life. I’m just a little uncomfortable, that’s all”

    “Chris, sweetie, I’ve seen you with way less in a way more public place before so suck it up and go have a good time”

    “I’ve never gone out in so little clothes in my life!”

    He snapped up his phone and is scrolling away then he hands it to me.

    “Flash back last summer on the beach in Pensacola. That little scrap of a bathing suit left little to the imagination so I rest my case. Now go have fun”

    Oh hell, I forgot about that. My suit got ruined and a friend gave me this tiny little suit. I had completely forgotten about it, but it was me looking back from Jimi’s phone. I did look pretty good and I was kind of a hit with the guys. I did it once, I can do it again. 

    Soon enough I was pulling up in front of the house and a valet greeted me and I walked up to the door. A very hunky guy in some really tiny micro shorts, a leather harness and black tailcoat  asked for my card and then showed me in. Another attendant took the cape and helped me on with my wings and I walked into the the beautiful house. In the grand foyer at the bottom of a huge sweeping staircase stood the Bryan-Hill’s, Jonathan and Alex. Like I’d said, I hardly knew them but I walked up to greet them. Alex spoke first as I approached. 

    “Ah, what a charming little cherub. We’d like to welcome you to our home and we hope you have a wonderful time. Now remember the ground rules, no masks off until midnight and no telling of names even if you recognize someone you know. Tonight you can be anyone you want to be so have fun little one”

    Another scantly clad hunk walked up and offered me something to drink and then I followed the crowd further into the house to the huge living room. The house was beautiful but the guests were breath taking. Such beautiful  bodies in gorgeous costumes and all of them so very sexy. Lot’s of nearly naked flesh on display, a feast for the eyes. I spotted Nick and Dani but as much as I wanted to, I didn’t say anything to them. I’d always had a little crush on Nick, he was so tall and good looking and was always so sweet to me but I’d have never hit on him. I thought to much of Dani to do something like that. Besides, they were both such a hot looking couple. If ether one had been single, I’d love to date them. 

    I’m guessing something like 60 people were at this party and what with all the near naked servant boys, it was eye candy all over the place. Another angel walked up to me and he was like a bigger hotter version, this was no cherub. He was the archangel Michael and he too had on wings but he had on some kind of armor and a loin cloth and had a sword strapped to him and carried a spear. He leaned his spear against a wall as we talked and with his free hand he kept touching me. He had on a helmet like would be on a suit of armor so his upper face was covered a little too. His wild and unruly hair was a dark dirty blond and his hot muscular body was a massive mound of power. I could feel my thong getting snug under my skimpy little outfit. At one point as we’re talking he’s beside me and we are watching and talking about the hot crowd around us, we laughed and we’re having a nice time. Then his hand slips down behind me and cups my ass. 

    “That’s the most perfect thing for you to wear. You got the most fucking awesome little ass, angle boy”

    I looked up at him and blushed as I smiled

    “Thank you Sir”

    “I’d like to see under that mask, you hot little fucker. I know a demon that would just love to meet you. Walk with me”

    He didn’t wait for an answer, he just kinda guided me around with his hand on my shoulder. Heavenly creatures and hot sexy demons were everywhere you looked. We passed through the house into the back yard. An elaborate tent had been put up. The lighting was lower and a clear dance floor had been put over the pool creating a wonderful glow. Wild seating areas were placed around the perimeter of the tent. My archangel guided me over to one that looked like a throne of some sort and this gorgeous man was sitting lounged sideways in it with one leg over one arm and the other just out on the floor. He  was a huge man, massive chest in this hot looking masters harness with this really sexy black cape and what appeared to be some sort of large metal codpiece and nothing els. He sprouted horns from his forehead that looked so real and like me, his mask was a strip of fabric with eye holes. The whole effect look like it had been put together by a Hollywood costume designer and makeup man. He was hot as hell. My archangel introduced us.

    “Lucifer baby, I got you something. This is Eros, you know the god of passion and physical desire. Ya gotta check out this ass”

    He turned me around and lifted my silky little costume and kinda pushed me back into the sitting demons face. He reached out and took my ass in his warm hand.

    “Fucking perfect”

    “I thought the same thing. He’s a quite one but I’m betting we could make him change that”

    I’ve always been so reserved and proper but something about being incognito and no one knowing who I was took my inhibitions away. My archangel was in front one me and because he was such a big guy and with his wings on he kinda had me hidden. Lucifer leaned forward and pulled my ass apart and took a big lick and then started to eat me out. The little string covering my ass was held to the side so he could get deeper. 

    “Is it as tight as I thought it would be?

    “Oh yeah, babe. It’s all clean and fresh with a hint of nervous musky sweat. Tasty little boy pussy. Is he the one they were talking about?”

    “I’m not sure but I think so. He looks like the one in the picture”

    I had no idea what they were talking about. The demon had pushed a finger up my ass and he’d found my love knot. My cock was fighting to get out of the pouch of the thong. The archangel was playing with my nipples and has pulled my face into his chest. My mind is reeling. They seem to know who I am like I was recommended to them. Was I set up? The only people I knew at this thing was Nick and Dani. I know it had to be through them I was invited. Lucifer pulls his finger from my ass and pulls me around to him. 

    “You’re a pretty little thing” he whispered to me and then kissed me. I can taste my own ass on his lips and tongue. It’s so erotic. I can’t believe I’m doing this. He gets up from the chair  and that’s when I discover how tall he is. I’m right at 5.4 and he’s towering over me. My archangel has got to be over six foot tall and Lucifer is even taller than him. He leans in and kisses the archangel passionately. 

    “He tastes good, doesn’t he? Let’s get a drink and go look for the boy’s”

    They put me between them and off we went to the bar. I’m a light weight and I’d already had some champagne so I opted for sparking water. That seemed to please them. This whole situation was so very strange to me, I needed to keep a clear head. I really felt like I was being set up but why and by who? They pulled me on the dance floor and we danced for a while. One of those hunky servants walked by with champagne again and they handed me one. I took a few sips and set it down. They looked at each other and seemed to be communicating with out talking. I felt like I’d passed another test. We couldn’t really talk because the music was so loud but I was having a good time. Two of the most beautiful men I’d ever seen were being so attentive to me and my every need. That in itself was kind of intoxicating. I admit it, I was liking this. I was getting hot so we headed back in the house to relax a bit. As we walked in I spotted  Nick and Dani. The angle pointed to me as he looks at them and both just smiled and nodded. So I was being set up after all. 

    “Ok, what’s going on? I know we aren’t supposed to reveal who we are until midnight but y’all obviously know who I am and Nick and Dani are in on it. Do I need to be worried?”

    “It’s close enough to midnight so let’s talk. Come on, lets go upstairs so we can have some privacy” 

    We found our way to an empty guest room and the angle said to remove the wings so we could be more comfortable. I sat in a chair and they on the bed. As my angle sat down he pulled off the helmet and I finally saw his face. He was just as handsome as I thought he would be. He took the lead and started talking. 

    “Chris, I’m Michael and he’s Dane. You guessed it, Nick and Dani set you up with us. We heard about you in passing about what a great guy you are and how much they adore you. We saw you in pic on IG and we thought you were hot”

    Dane hadn’t said much at this point but he leaned in toward me and said.

    “I know this is real out there for you. They told us you were pretty quiet and shy and we don’t want to scare you but….well, it’s like this, ah. We wanna fuck you. I wanted to slide my cock up that sweet little boy pussy when I was eating you out in the tent. That’s why we have kinda kept you to ourself all night”

    You could have knocked me over with a feather. I’m no prude but this really blew my mind.

    “We aren’t the only ones ether”

    “You gotta be kidding me. No one has even spoken to me all night. I’ve been with the two of you the whole time. I don’t even know anyone here.”

    Dane was fiddling with his codpiece as we were talking and he unhooked the little chain that was holding it in place and it fell to the floor. His cock and balls were completely hairless and it  was so thick. I just stared as it started to grow. He stood up and came toward me. His black Roman sandals strapped up to his knees and the harness and cape, even the horns on his forehead made for a hot wet dream and it was walking right at me.

    “Come on little angle boy. Enough talking. I’m sure those lips can find a better use”

    I opened my mouth to say something but his cock head was ready to be worshiped. The head was full and hard and smooth as it filled my mouth. He let me nurse on it and roll my tongue all over as he slipped even more into my mouth and down my throat. I struggled with the size but he didn’t rush me. Michael got up and stood beside his lover. The loin cloth he had on was gone as well. He slipped down beside us and lifted me from the chair and guided me to my knees then slipped my thong down my slim hips. He’s behind me and his hands are all over my body. Dane’s cock is down my throat and Michael whispered in my ear.

    “That’s good little angle boy. You want this so bad, don’t you”

    His finger is rubbing my tight little rose bud. Dane slowly pulled his big cock from my lips and pulled me to my feet. He kissed me again then he leaned down and scooped me up in his arms and lay me on the bed. Michael had removed his costume and he lifted my legs as he got on the bed and started eating my ass out. Dane was over his shoulder looking down at us the got down beside me and said.

    “You’re going to let us take your little angle pussy. You’re going to love it baby. He’s going to change your sweet little ass into our own personal cunt”

    As Michael was eating me out Dane lubed up his cock so when he pulled away, he slid up until his long cock was at the right at my little rosebud he had loosened up. The the head breached my hole and I sighed as his cock slowly slid into me. Dane got up on the bed and slipped hid big cock back in my mouth. The two of them are slowly fucking me from each end and they are kissing as the use me. I hear the door open and a voice said…

    “I found them, they started with out us”

    I couldn’t see who it was but I could hear them talking low. My head in in a fog and at this point it could have been my parents and I wouldn’t care. This was incredible. Michael pulled out of my ass and  moved to the side and I feel another man take his place and slide a really thick cock in me. I groaned as I felt my ass stretched out. 

    “His little ass in amazing, we should have tried it out a long time ago”

    Oh my god, I knew this voice! It was Nick! I struggled to get Dane’s cock out of my throat. He pulled away and I see Nick looking down in my eyes!

    “Hi sweetie. Do you like our little surprise?” 

    As he said that he rammed into me real hard and fast taking my breath away.

    He kissed me and said

    “We wanted to fuck you at the beach last summer. Fuck you you got a tight little ass. I wanted this so long and I can’t hold out. Oh fuck Chris, I’m gonna cum in you. Oh fuck, take that load” He slammed in again and I could feel his load fill my ass.

    “Dani, get in here and fuck him” 

    As he was pulling out of me I hear the gong sound down stairs and everyone was cheering. It was midnight and the masks were removed. But it seemed everyone was cheering because he was breeding my ass. They flipped me over on my knees and Dani soon took his place and slid his cock into the hot load his husband had just dumped inside me. Dane is holding me as the guys are fucking me.

    “We told you we weren’t the only ones that wanted to fuck that sweet little ass, angle boy. We’re all gong to share in turning you into a pussy boy” 

    Dane slipped his cock back in my throat and Dani is pounding away at my ass. We were going at it for a while and then Dani shot his load in me too. Michael traded places with him and rammed into me again. In the next hour I ended up getting both he and Danes loads and another one from Nick. Sometime after one in the morning we are all laying in the big bed just relaxing. I was so worn out, I could hardly move. Once again the door opened and the hunky guy that met me at the front door walked in but now he was just in the micro shorts and nothing els. 

    “Hey guys, Jonathan and Alex wanted to know if you’d like to join them for a night cap down stairs”

    We got up and I started looking for my costume. Dane just grabbed my hand and lead me from the room naked. All of us were naked as we headed down the stairs. Everyone had left and only a few of the hunky waiters were left. As we walked into the den we found our hosts lounging on the couches with the last of the waiters and all but the one guy that came to get us were naked as well. Alex and Jonathan were in their 40’s and both really hot looking. Alex, the older of the two was more the hot daddy type. Closer to 50 but still built this guy knows his way around a gym and Jonathan was closer to 40 and more of a tight lean swimmers build. A very handsome and successful couple, both come from wealthy families but had made a fortune on their own. Even though they had wealth, they didn’t rub it in your face, both seemed like really nice guys from what I could tell. Alex looked up as we walked in, me still with Dane and said…

    “Oh our little love god, did you have a good time?”

    I blushed and thanked them for a lovely evening. Jonathan started laughing.

    “Ignore Jonathan, he’s been loving how those boys have been fawning all over you all night. We’re glad you came and had a nice time”

    Jonathan really started laughing at that. Here I was, standing naked before them with cum running down my legs and blushing to beat the band. Jonathan got control and apologized for embarrassing me and asked me to come sit with him.

    “Well, ah, I’m ah, well I’m kind of a mess”

    At that, everyone started laughing. Dane put his arm around me and pulled me in tight. Jonathan said

    “Damn boys, how many loads did y’all fire up this cute little cherub cunt? Did ya notice the trail he left on the floor?”

    I was mortified and I wanted to run out. Dane held on to me and told me I was fine, not to worry. Alex smacked Jonathan on the arm and the pop was loud.

    “Damn baby, that hurt!”

    “Good, you’re being a dick you asshole”

    He got up and came over to me. Honey, ignore him. He’s had a few to many and he gets a bit crass. Come sit with us. All of you, get comfortable” He led me over to the couch and pulled me down in his lap.

    “You’re a tiny little thing and so damn cute too”

    He’s slid me back into the corner of the couch but I’m still in his lap to. He’s stroking my thigh and my cock reacts and starts to grow. 

    “You were sure popular tonight. These boys really wanted to get with you bad to go through all this”

    “I had no idea about any of this. I’ve never done anything like this before in my life”

    “Well my little slut, it looks like you had a really good time. You could have had the pick of the crowd tonight. We had several men asking about you and when you disappeared you broke a few hearts”

    As he was talking to me, one of the servers was kneeling in front of Dani sucking his cock and another guy was fucking him. Some were just watching as they stroked themself and others were playing too. 

    “Michael started talking to me almost as soon as I got here, I hardly spoke to anyone at all”

    “So I hear. I guess you figured out they set you up”

    “I couldn’t imagine why y’all invited me to your party. We’d only met that one time. I didn’t think you even knew who I was”

    “To be honest, we didn’t didn’t remember you. You really are good at hiding your candle. Nick had to remind us we had in fact met you. You’ve got such a beautiful little body and you keep it hidden under all those baggy clothes. That beach trip with Nick and Dani last summer is what prompted this. They came back with pictures of you in that tiny swimsuit and then Dane and Michael saw them and were lusting over you. When we planned the party they asked us to invite you”

    By this point, Alex had managed to work two fingers in my ass and was massaging my sloppy hole and I was hard as a rock. I reached for my cock and he pulled my hand away.

    “I hear Dane and Michael wanted to turn you into a pussy boy. Looks like it may have been a success”

    He pulled his cum coated fingers from my ass and fed them to me again.

    “I think you might be needing some more cock in your sweet little pussy. Here’s what’s going to happen. Everyone of us here is going to help teach you some lessons. We’re going to teach you to be a perfect little pussy boy. Would you like that?”

    He’s worked three fingers up me and keeps pulling out more cum and slipping it in my mouth. I just nodded my head

    “Good boy. Now you just relax and let us teach you. You haven’t been introduced but this is Sebastian, he’s our houseman and he’s going to start your lessons. You’re going to love it when he breeds you, he shoots massive loads”

    Alex pulled me up on his chest and pulled my legs back and the hunky guy from the front door stepped up, leaned in and kissed me then leaned back and watched his long fat cock plunge into my cum filled hole and cum started oozing out as he pushed in. Alex is softly talking to me as Sebastian is deep inside me, lightly touching me as he praises me. I feel like I’m in a trance, almost mesmerized. 

    “You’re such a good boy. You’re learning so well”

    He’s pounding away at me and I start coming out of my sex crazed stupor just as he floods my ass with the biggest load of cum I’ve ever experienced. All of a sudden I start to freak out. 

    “Get off me. Get away!” I screamed

    I jumped up and ran to get my stuff and got the hell out. My car was in the drive, I hopped in and sped away. What the hell have I done. I don’t even know these people and I let them do this to me. Like some trashy whore. I was a complete  wreak. Stunned by my actions. I got myself home and got in a shower as hot as I could stand it. I must have scrubbed myself raw before I gave up and dropped into bed. 

    My own friends set me up and whored me out and I let them. I felt so foolish and betrayed. They think so little of me that they would do this. I lay in my bed alone and cried, I couldn’t seem to stop the tears, I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore and then I just lay there replaying it over and over in my head. What had I done. The next day was Sunday and I spent it in bed trying to erase the nights events from my head, hoping it would all go away. The phone rang several times but I wouldn’t answer, finally I turned it off all together. I couldn’t talk to anybody, I couldn’t think. Sometime that afternoon I sent my boss an email telling him I had to take some time off then went back to bed and pull the covers over my head. For the next few days I just lay in bed I didn’t watch TV I didn’t do anything, just lay there. I only got up to get something to eat or drink. On Wednesday the police came by for a welfare check, the apartment manager let them in. Once they saw me and confirmed I was OK they apologize for bothering me and left. I turned my phone back on and I had so many text messages. Both Nick and Dani had tried and tried to get in touch with me. Also there was a message from Dane and Michael, begging me to call. I just deleted everything. I didn’t want to deal with these people. I still couldn’t believe what they did to me. I decided to go out and get some food. As I came down to my car, I found Dane sitting on the curb outside my door.

    “Why are you here? I don’t have anything to say to you. I think you need to leave”

    “The four of us have been taking turns sitting out here hoping you would come out. Since you won’t take our calls. We didn’t know what else to do.”

    “Why, you looking to pass me around again like a common whore?”

    “We’re so sorry. We should never have done that to you. Please let us apologize, make it right. We really fucked up”

    “Look I get it, you’re disgusted with yourself. So am I, I hate what I did, I hate what you all did to me. I can’t believe I allowed that to happen. I guess more than anything I’m hurt that two people I thought were my friends did that to me. I feel so used”

    I got in my car and drove off. After eating I headed home only to find all four of them waiting for me. Nick and Dani looked like hell. Dani looks like he’d been crying. 

    “Get away from me, you disgust me and I have nothing to say to any of you”

    Dani busted out crying and was in near hysterics. I didn’t want my neighbors hearing  this so I let them in. I got Dani a glass of water and a box of tissues and just sat down. Nick looked at me as he sat beside Dani. 

    “He’s been like this all week”

    “What’s he got to cry about, nothing happened to him”

    “We’ve ruined a wonderful friendship. Just because we wanted to get laid”

    “Want to hear something funny? You could have had me a long time ago. I had such a huge crush on both of you but I respected our friendship to much to do anything. I was always attracted to you guys. That’s not what hurts. You used me like a piece of crap. As for you two, I don’t even know you. You mean nothing to me just like I meant nothing to any of you”

    Dane and Michael looked down in shame. Michael softly said..

    “I know it sounds ridiculous but before all that happened. I was having a good time hanging out with you at the party. That’s why I took you back to meet Dane. I thought you were funny and sweet and the fact you were so hot didn’t hurt”

    Dane was nodding his head in agreement and said 

    “Chris, I have to be honest, when Michael brought you back to meet me. All I could think about was fucking you. You’re fucking hot, it was lust at first sight. You in that hot costume, I didn’t even try to get to know you. This reaction of Nick and Dani the last few days made me feel like I missed something. I was just thinking with head of my dick. Chris, the guys have talked about you for years. What a sweet guy you are and your generosity and kindness. I just witnessed it now. You’re mad as hell at Dani but you went into autopilot to take care of him with a drink and some tissues just because he’s a mess. You can’t help but be kind when you see someone in distress even when you’re mad. That speaks volumes about what kind of man you are. Michael and I would like to get to know you. If that ship hasn’t sailed”

    Nick spoke up

    “I understand if you never speak to us again but I will regret what I did for the rest of my life. Your friendship meant a lot to both of us and I regret it more than you can know. They wanted to meet you, we could have handled it differently”

    “So what was that all about? Why’d y’all wanna meet me so bad?”

    “I don’t think it matters anymore. We feel like assholes”

    “Might as well get it out, can’t be any worse than what I’ve been dealing with”

    “You see, Michael and I met in high school and discovered we were gay. We started dating but we aren’t really compatible”

    “What do you mean?”

    “We’re both tops. We tried to bottom for each other but hated it. We saw other guys but the heart wants what the heart wants. We were in love so we just forgot about fucking but no matter how much we wanted to be together something was missing. We both love to fuck. We started bringing in a bottom once in a while but they never really worked out. They would want one or the other of us but all we wanted was each other. Or they were drunks on on something, huge turn off for us. I know this sounds insane but it’s the way it is”

    “So I was just meant to be the fuck hole for y’all? Is that it?”

    “In the beginning, yes. The guys talked about you a lot and we’d seen pictures with you in them but you were always so buttoned up in big oversized clothes we never gave you a thought. But that beach trip…”

    “Oh my god, what is it about those stupid pictures? Alex talked about them too. I saw them and all I saw was my scrawny body in a way to revealing swimsuit. I am never going to put one of those things on again for the rest of my life. Obviously I look like a total skinny slut in it. I wish I’d never gone on that stupid trip”

    Dani had finally stopped crying and said

    “Chris, that’s part of why Nick and I adore you so much. You are such a beautiful man and you don’t even know it. Just like the rest of you, beautiful inside and out”

    “If I’m so beautiful, why would y’all treat me like common street trash, a whore? What did I do to deserve this?”

    “You didn’t do anything, we did. We’d never seen you as a sexual being. You were our sweet kind little friend. We never had a clue you were a fucking hottie. Over the years, ever time we got in the water, you had on a baggy T shirt and long board shorts then when your suit got ripped and Jeff loaned you that bikini and talked you out of the shirt, we all nearly shot off in our pants. It was a huge surprise to say the least. I took so many pictures of you without you knowing. It was like soft porn. We were all blown away”

    “You gotta be kidding me. I look like a hairless child, it’s embarrassing!”

    Dane kinda laughed

    “Nope, wrong! When Dani showed us the pictures of the trip. We asked who the hottie was. Imagine our surprise when he tells us it’s you! We’d seen your picture before and you damn sure didn’t look like that. All I could think was I wanted to fuck that pretty little man and eat that ass”

    “We both did. I asked the guys to hook us up. Nick was afraid it would send you running. He didn’t think you’d ever do a 3way”

    “Hell, Chris, you hardly ever date we weren’t even sure you’d even had sex yet”

    “Dang Nick, I’m not a monk and I’m far from a prude”

    Dani kinda chuckled 

    “Honey you don’t even swear. I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say damn. I couldn’t even picture you having sex until I walked in and saw it with my own eyes. We were shocked as hell when you came to the party in that skimpy costume. I’m surprised more guys didn’t put the moves on you. I mean really, where the hell did you get that costume? You were walking talking wet dream”

    “Jimi put it together for me and even dressed me. I almost didn’t go because I was so exposed. The mask helped me do it”

    “Will you forgive me, both of us even. It got out of hand and we never meant to hurt you”

    “I guess I have to, I don’t have many friends and I’d hate to lose you guys “

    Nick and Dani got up and pulled me to my feet and hugged me so hard. Dane cleared his throat and we looked over at him and Michael and he said

    “What about us? We wanna date you”

    “Look, Michael started getting to know you and liked you a lot. I want that chance too but let’s be honest here. We’re both very attracted to you and we’d like to explore this. Is this something you might be interested in? We know it’s different and not the norm but what’s normal anymore?”

    I looked at Nick and Dani, they just shrugged shoulders and grinned. Dani kissed me on the forehead and said

    “What have you got to lose, baby. At least you know the sex is hot”

    Everyone started laughing. I was so glad we were able to talk this out. I wanted them in my life no matter what happened. Beside all that, the first part before we headed down after that party was pretty wonderful. It all started to unravel when the other guys got involved. I think thats what messed me up so bad. We spent the rest of the afternoon together and then later Dane took us all out for a nice dinner. They all went back home to clean up and get dressed and soon Dane and Michael picked us up. They took us to a fantastic place and we had a great meal they also put me in the big circle both between them. These two alpha males and little ole me in the middle, it felt strangely right. When we headed home we dropped off the boys and then they drove me to my place. They even walked me to the door and then they kinda lifted me up between them and held me as we shared a kiss. Everything about them was incredible and this kiss was no exception. 

    Over the next several months we did a lot of dinners and outings, lots of kissing and cuddling to watch a movie together but no sex. They let me feel my way and set the pace. It was a remarkable feeling. I was pretty enamored with them I had different feeling about them but yet some the very same. They were so different in many ways and I found things in common with each of them as well as some thing we all had a kinship with. Things were going well but needs arose and I wanted more. I knew that most of the time we were together alone, they were both hard as rock but no moves were made, soon I was in the same boat. I need them to take me again. One evening we were propped up on the bed watching a movie and as usual I was between them. 

    “Dane, Michael, I need you both.Take me again. I want to feel you both inside me. I wanna be your boy.”
    Dane pulled my face to his and started passionately kissing me then I turned to Michael and he did the same. I don’t remember how because we never got off the bed but we were soon naked and Dane was down between my wide open legs opening up my rosebud with his tongue and Michael was down my throat. I’d missed this but I wasn’t ready until I was and now the flood gates were open. Michael pulled out of my throat and pushed his tongue in my mouth and tasted his on pre cum in me. I loved the way he kissed me. 

    “We’ve missed this so much. Having you with us all the time has been wonderful but this is so much more”

    He guided my fingers down to feel Dane’s big raw cock sliding in my ass. 

    “You feel him? His beautiful cock deep inside you. You want him filling you, don’t you baby. Tighten up and make him feel good inside you. Do you want his cum deep inside you?”

    He’s kissing my face and Dane’s too. Both are softly stroking my body and face. Dane pulls out and he pushes my pelvis forward. I raise my leg up over Michael and he slides in my ass. I’m pressed between these to beautiful naked men and they’re trading back and forth fucking me until I finally take the first load. It’s Michael’s 

    “Oh Dane, I’m cuming in him. Chris baby, can you feel it? Your sweet little boy pussy is perfect.”

    He slipped out and Dane pushed up into his load, his arms wrapped so tight around me. All of us are on our sides, I’m facing Michael and Dane’s behind me with his head over my shoulder facing his husband. The are sharing a passionate kiss and then they both turn to me and bring me in to share it too. As Dane is pumping his massive cock up in me, he’s pushing my body into Michael and the rubbing of my cock between us is overwhelming, I can’t hold out any more. He’s pounding my love knot and my moaning is reaching a crescendo. 

    “Oh god! I’m coming!”

    Like a shot from a cannon, my load splatters all over between us, some even his Michael in the chin. My ass slams down hard on Dane’s cock and he can hardly move it in me but that’s all it took. Dane nearly crushed me, he hugged me so tight. His already fat cock got even thicker and he was filling me with his cum.

    “Oh baby boy, my angle boy, I’m filling you full”

    It all happened so fast and it felt so wonderful. His cock was still hard and pulsing deep inside me but his grip had relaxed. They both fell back a tiny bit so we could get some air. Dane was the fist to speak.

    “Damn, y’all. That was wild. I don’t think I’ve cum that hard since I was a teenager” Michael replied

    “Totally agree. He’s just what we needed. Can we keep him?” He laughed

    “Now wait a minute. I’m not a puppy you found in the street!”

    “No baby, you’re no puppy. You know we still think of you as our angel boy”

    We lay there in the afterglow, quietly talking and just enjoying being together. 

    “Guys, I’m sorry I held out so long from having sex. I know y’all wanted it but I had to work through some stuff. Thank you for being patient with me”

    “You don’t have to apologize to us. We‘re the ones that screwed everything up”

    “You’re wrong Dane, you really didn’t do anything wrong. Yes it got out of hand and it was to much for me to deal with. I’m not even blaming Nick and Dani if anything I’m thankful in a weird way to them because if it hadn’t happened I wouldn’t have y’all in my life”

    “We thought you were seeing if you trusted us. Honestly baby, we thought we hurt you that night. That’s why we didn’t push it”

    “This was all new to me. I don’t mean the 3way, I’d had one of those before. It wasn’t even that the boys joined in and shared me. I don’t know how to explain all this right”

    “You mean we were just the second couple you’d ever had a 3way with?” Michael looked a little surprised. 

    “Did one in college, wasn’t any good. Thought I’d never do it again but y’all sure changed that”

    “So what was it that freaked you out so much. We’ve never talked about it after that day we all converged on you. We were afraid to say anything. We figured you’d talk when you were ready”

    “I rehashed that evening over and over in my head. Trying to figure out why I reacted the way I did. I think it had more to do with Alex. The way he seem to be wanting to train me for something. When he had his houseman “breed” me. Remember that? He wanted to teach me he said. They humiliated me and embarrassed me. I’ve never felt so mortified in my whole life. When he was holding my legs open for that man to do that to me. Alex telling me how I needed to learn, telling me they were all going to breed me so I would learn my lessons. He wanted me as a slave or something. It was traumatic, the realization of what he was saying scared the hell out of me. I guess I was blaming Nick and Dani. They had no idea this would happen. I’m ashamed of my reaction”

    “We had a discussion with Nick and Dani not long after all that happened. Nick wondered if that was it”

    We talked way into the night with me falling asleep between them. We had many more nights like this. It seemed I was never at my apartment much and the following spring they asked me to move in with them. Not long after moving in Dane came to me with some interesting news. 

    “Angel, I got a call today from someone you may not want to talk to. I don’t wanna upset you but that night we met, the houseman at the party”

    “You mean Sebastian?”

    “Yes, he called. He’s been looking for you. He reached out to me thinking I might be able to help him find you. I didn’t tell him anything”

    I got a knot in my stomach and needed to sit down. What could he want from me. That was nearly a year ago. I’ve moved on and I’m better now. Then my phone rang, I looked down scared he had my number but it was Nick. 

    “Hey sweetie, I got a strange call a little bit ago..”

    “Oh god, it was Sebastian, wasn’t it?”

    “Wow! How’d you know that?”

    “He called Dane too. Did you tell him anything?”

    “Not a thing. What’s going on?”

    “No idea. What could he want”

    This scared me. It scared me so bad that I awoke in the middle of the night screaming. Dane and Michael were trying to shake me out of my nightmare. I scared them out of a deep sleep. That weekend Dani took me out shopping and for lunch but what I didn’t know was the other three guys went to meet with Sebastian. Nick called him under the guise of trying to find out what he wanted with me. But he took Dane and Michael for back up if he was going to be trouble. Turned out, he found out recently that I wasn’t a party favor/whore paid for by his now former employer and he wanted to explain and apologize to me. He said they hired party boys for his guests to play with and that’s what he thought I was. Once he figured that out he started looking for me. After that night, they all washed their hands of Alex and Jonathan. Dane found out from another acquaintance that in fact he had left his job with them and was now working someplace else. He seemed legit so they said I could make that decision if I wanted to meet with him or not. He understood and he also understood if I chose to meet with him I wouldn’t be doing it alone, I’d been traumatized enough. Later when Dani and I returned, the three of them were waiting. As usual Dane spoke for them. 

    “Hey Angel boy, y’all have a good time today?” He came over to kiss me as we came in. “Come take a load off, let’s talk. The guys and I went to meet with Sebastian while y’all were out. We wanted to see what he wanted”

    “That’s why I took you out today” Dani said

    I guess my face looked upset because Michael came over and took me in his arms as I sat there and Dane continued. 

    “He wants to apologize baby, that’s all. He’s legit, we had him checked out. But you damn sure don’t need to meet him or do anything you don’t want to do. You hold the power. He also knows if you do meet, you won’t be alone. Angel, as far as we’re concerned, we are a package deal and we aren’t letting anything happen to you”

    “I’ll think about it but not today”

    Dani changes the subject and started showing the guys what we got. He’d been slowly doing a makeover on me. No more baggy clothes, he said he was tired of my schlumpy college boy look. He was trying to refine my style. I now had the preppy look I was comfortable with but now it was mostly Ralph Lauren. The haircut took place in his favorite salon and my longer shaggy look became a more clipped style. In the last year I’d changed a lot. I was always going to be the most quiet and reserved of our bunch but I was a lot more confident. I no longer hid my body and liked showing it off for my men. My bedroom was never slept in as we were pretty much a 3some about everything. Oh and I’d also become much more sexually adventurous. My men had awakened something in me and I was always up for anything. I wanted it all the time. The thing is, Alex was right about some things. I’d become Dane and Michael’s pussy boy but the thing that was different, we had a love for each other and they were fiercely protective of me. They really did train me to take them but it was going to be even more intense. You see, both of my men are really hung, both long and thick. Dane being the biggest but both more than enough for any size queen power bottom and where as I don’t consider myself one, I did love those two big cocks up me. I loved that full feeling when they would cum deep inside me and I almost craved it. 

    Anyway, Dani has me try on my new clothes for them so I grabbed the bags and started from the room. 

    “Where are you going? Just do it here, we like the show!” Michael teased me. 

    I started pulling stuff out and showing them and he started telling me to “take it off” then the others did too. I started blushing and Dane told me…

    “Angel boy, we have all been naked together. It’s not like you have anything to be ashamed of. Just have fun and show us what y’all got and let us look at your pretty little body”

    Dani came over and started picking out things for me to try on. First thing he handed me was some sexy underwear. Really skimpy with no ass in them. 

    “I’m not putting those on now!”

    But Dane wanted to see them on me. So did the rest of them. I turned beat red but did as he asked and took off my pants and underwear and kept on my shirt as I slipped into them. Dane got up and headed across the room and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head, scooped me up in his arms and kissed me. 

    “You sexy little fucker. You have any idea how hard it is not to just fuck that hot little ass right here, right now?”

    I pulled his face in tight and whispered…

    “Do it. I want you so bad”

    He looked at me with fire in his eyes

    “Careful what you say boy.. you know how I am. I don’t care who sees”

    “You forget, they saw it all before and you loved it too. Fuck me”

    He looked over at the other guys and told them. 

    “Come on boys our baby wants some cock”

    He looks at me again 

    “Are you really sure? You can tell me. It’s ok”

    “I’m serious. I know you’d never let me get hurt. I want it. Please?”

    Off we went to the bedroom, me still in his arms as we headed up the stairs. I’d been thinking about it for a few weeks. All of them have been so wonderful to me and I’d always been attracted to Dani and Nick. What happened a year ago was about those other guys messing with my head. Before that,in that room with just them was incredible and I wanted it again. Dani wasn’t looking so sure about this as Dane put me on the bed. He and Michael were already stripping down. They knew how I’d changed sexually. Dani and Nick were just standing there looking uncomfortable. I got up and walked over to them. 

    “Guy’s, it’s ok. I want this. I want y’all again. Let go what happened, I love y’all so much. My wonderful friend’s, if you still want me then I feel the same”

    That’s all it took. They were out of their clothes in a flash. I was back in the middle of them all and balls deep on Nicks cock down my throat with Michael licking my little pucker. Dane told Dani to fuck me, he always got off on seeing me getting fucked and having our good friends spit roast me was a huge turn on. Dane got behind Dani and held him still long enough to work his big cock up his ass as Dani was up mine. He took a few hard slams up his ass and he was shooting his load up my ass. He looks at Nick as he pulls out of Dani and told him to save it for my ass. No sooner Dani pulled out and Danes pulling on Nick to take his place. Nicks cock was a lot fatter and when he lined his meat up with my leaking hole, Dane just slammed our bodies together and I nearly yelled out with the shock of his penetration. Dane and Michael are practically cheering him on. 

    “Come on Nicky, fuck our boy. Breed his pretty little boy pussy. He wants that cock, feed it to him” Michael is chewing on his nipple, making him crazy and then he shot in me too. By this time I’m nearly out of my mind. No one would let me touch my cock and I wanted to play with it so bad. Dane took me in his arms again. He’s sitting on the bed and he has my back to his muscular chest. He tells me…

    “Come on angel boy. I need you to sit back on my cock. We want to show everyone how your sweet little boy pussy opens up for my big cock. Show them those loads run out as I push in. That’s right baby boy, let me make you feel good” 

    My head was laid back on his shoulder with my face turned into his neck. He’s holding my legs back so they can all see his cock as he lifts and lowers my ass on  him. What an awesome feeling as he opens me wide. He looked at our Michael and he comes to us as he’s stroking his long cock. 

    “Come on babe, we talked about this. Help me make love to our angel  boy”

    I had no idea what he was talking about nor did I care. I was in my own little world. As he got closer, he dropped to his knees and slid his tongue inside me along side Dane’s cock. He’s flicking his tongue and making my body jump a little. Then he slipped up and licked my taint and hairless balls then up the shaft of my cock and down on me. His silky warm lips close around my cock as he went down on me. I’m panting like a dog in heat. He kept working his way up my body until he was kissing my face. Then it happened. He placed his cock against Danes and entered me. His thick cock head breached my hole and I gasped aloud. He held still as he continued kissing and nibbling on me then he just slid all the way in me. I’d never been double penetrated before and it was the most wonderful thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. Dane leaned back with me on top and Michael down in front of me. Now he’s holding my legs open and he’s slowly fucking in and out of me. He picks up the pace and is going faster and harder. 

    “Oh god!” He yells out

    I feel Dane swelling inside me as Michael’s cock is rubbing over his and he starts blowing in me. As soon as he starts shooting Michael starts firing off too and collapsed on us. We lay there in a heaving mass of flesh sweat and cum. It was almost overwhelming, the sensation was unreal. As we lay trying to catch our breath, I moaned as those softening cocks slipped out of me. Michael rolled to the side and pulled me down between them. 

    “Damn guys, that was fucking hot!” Nick said from his spot on the floor beside the bed. 

    “No shit. Y’all do that all the time?” Dani questioned

    Michael looked across at them and said

    “No, first time. I didn’t even know we were gonna do it tonight. Dane told me a while back it was a fantasy but he didn’t think Chris could do it”

    “Nobody asked me, I can tell you that. I’d have said no way in hell”

    “Oh god, did we fuck up again?”

    Danes handsome face clouded in concern

    “Don’t go there, that’s not what I meant. I wouldn’t have thought I could do it ether but we did and it was wonderful” 

    I was between my two beautiful men propped on pillows. What just happened was amazing, as we all talked the boys got up on the bed with us. I felt like the center of attention and I liked it. It occurred to me that I never got off and I was still horny. As I lay there surrounded by four beautiful men my cock started getting hard again. I found my fingers working down between my legs, soon I was fingering myself. The feel of all of that cum leaking out of me was getting me excited all over again. The thought crossed my mind, I really was their pussy boy now. I looked up at my beautiful men and ask if someone would please fuck me again, I needed to cum and I wanted cock in me when I did. Dane jumped at it, his cock was hard again. Michael lifted me and slipped behind so he could hold me and the boys got on ether side so they could see better. They lifted my legs and spread them wide as Dane gently enters me. 

    “No, not like that. Fuck me hard, I need it”

    Dane let it rip. He was slamming into me harder than I’d ever had it before. It didn’t take long, Nick grabbed my hard cock and with in minutes I was blasting the biggest load of cum I’d ever shot. It almost hurt it was so powerful. That didn’t stop him, he wanted more and it took a while but he did manage to blow in me again. I was spent, worn out completely but so satisfied and fulfilled. Dani, sitting beside me stroking his cock again with his other hand he reached down and with two fingers dipped into my newly christened boy pussy. He looked at Nick with longing in his eyes. He scooped out some of the cum from my ass and put those fingers in his mouth. Nick said…

    “My boy is such a voyeur, watching us turn Chris into the perfect pussy boy. Look how horny he is. You mind if I take care of him?”

    “Knock yourself out. Didn’t know he was such a little pig boy” Michael grinned 

    Nick pulled him over and had him kneel before my full hole and he stared eating the cum out of me then Nick , using just a little spit, rammed his cock up his husbands ass. Dani was a bottom that liked to fuck once in a while and Nick was a total top like my men but Dani had a weakness for cum. He just loved eating a loaded ass and my totally fucked out and loaded cunt was all he could wish for. He’s eating me out like a starving man, his own cock hard as a rock. It’s like he was trying to crawl up into my hole to get the last drop of cum and I was loving it. Soon he got all he could and Nick was breeding his hole too. By this time it was really late. It’d been a long day. Nick said they should be getting out of our hair and letting us get some sleep. Michael suggested they just spend the night with us. We have plenty of room and they could either take one of the other bedrooms or just crawl into bed with us. At that we all started to laugh. No way were we going to be able to sleep comfortably with five people even in the king size bed. They ended up spending the night and we all collapsed into a deep sleep. Sunday morning found us sleeping in, no one stirred until nearly noon the next day. We ended up having a really nice brunch before they finally took leave and went home. The following weeks were pretty much as usual except for the fact a lot more sex was happening. As time progressed, the three of us became even more connected. 

    Dane and Michael have been together since high school. They married a few years before all this happened, never expecting their marriage to turn out this way. I had become a big part of their relationship. The day finally came when the words were said. They came to me one evening as we sat before the fire in our living room Dane spoke first.

    “Chris, we need to talk to you. You have become so very important to us. I know this all started out so oddly and it was just supposed to be about sex but things changed”

    “Honey, what he’s trying to say is we love you”

    “I know you do, how could I not feel the same way?”

    “You’re not getting it, we love you like we love each other. I didn’t think this was possible but we are in love with you and if we could, we’d marry you”

    I was stunned by this. I knew they cared for me but I had no idea it was like that. I was so moved and surprised. Dane pointed to a little box on the table

    “We had something made for you and if you will have us, we want to commit to you and have you become part of us”

    I opened the box and I found a ring. It reminded me of the Irish wedding ring where the two hands are holding a heart. This was an emerald cut diamond with baguette diamonds on ether end and what looked like  slender wings enveloping it in what appeared to be a platinum setting. The wings were going opposite directions and almost looked like leaves

    “Are those wings?”

    “Yes and the three diamonds represent the three of us. the first time we saw you, dressed as an angel we were taken by you and we always call you angel boy. It’s how we think of you. If you think it’s corny, we can get something you like better”

    “It’s beautiful and I love it”

    I’m not a big guy so the diamonds and setting were made rather small and delicate so as not to overpower my hand. It looked perfect on me without looking feminine. 

    ”So what do you think? Will you have us?”

    “YES! Oh my god, YES! I love you both so much, YES!”

    Live didn’t change much after that but we had become something new and different and I didn’t care what people thought we were happy. The only ones we told were Nick and Dani. Most people wouldn’t understand and we didn’t care to hear any stupid remarks or opinions. 

    Nick and Dani showed up at the house unexpectedly one day, they needed to talk. Seems they ran into Sebastian and he asked about me again. He was still guilt ridden about that fateful night. It had been over two years ago and a lot had changed. I no longer freaked out about it, I was in a way better place now. It was decided that I would meet him and I wanted to do it alone. Dane pitched fit and wasn’t having it. 

    “No fucking way are you meeting him alone” he stated and Michael agreed. 

    I said I would meet him in a public place with lots of people around, maybe a Starbucks and they could sit in the car and watch from the window. Michael said they would allow this only if they sat across the room but no way was I going alone. They weren’t so much worried that Sebastian would hurt me as much as they were worried that I would have a nuclear meltdown and freak out when I saw him. That’s why they wanted to be close by so I agreed. A time was set and we arrived just as he was driving up. He brought a small vase of white flowers as a pease offering. I’d forgotten how big this guy was. Still very handsome and very polite. We sat with our drinks and he started talking first. He explained what I already knew and kept apologizing over and over again. He said the look on my face that night as I started to lose it was seared into his brain and he just couldn’t shake it. He said he had nightmares about it, he was so ashamed. He couldn’t believe I’d been taken advantage of and that he’d taken part in it. He begged my forgiveness saying he’d do anything to make it up to me. Finally after a while of listening to him apologize and explain I stopped him and put him at ease. I let him off the hook and then waved the boys over to come sit with us. 

    He looked at them and said. 

    “I can only imagine what you think of me but I’m not that kind of person. As I told Chris, I’m ashamed of myself and my part in what happened. I completely understand if you don’t want to forgive me because I can’t forgive myself”

    I kept assuring him that all was forgiven. I understood he had nothing to do with it and he had no idea I was just a regular guy and not some rent boy up for hire. We talked and got to know him a bit. He invited us to lunch and the boys looked at me to make that call. I agreed and off we went. Soon we were at this little Mexican place in the Plaza. He asked about us, he knew we met the night of the party and was a little surprised they came with me. I just flat out told him they were my husbands now, that we were a three way relationship. His eyebrows shot up as he thought about it. He told us he’d discovered I wasn’t a rent boy the next morning as they were talking about me over breakfast and as he listened to them talk about the whole set up thing and how flippant they were as they talked about me, it freaked him out. He said he started looking for another position that same day. Said he felt like he participated in a rape and it sickened him. I leaned across the table and softly said…

    “You didn’t look sick when your cock was up my ass”

    He froze and sweat broke out on his face. He dropped his fork on the table and flushed white. 

    “Oh my god, I’m so sorry! Please forgive me” he looked like he was gonna be ill. 

    I reached over and put my hand on his to calm him. 

    “Relax, I was just trying to be funny. I failed” I smiled at him

    He took a deep breath. We told him the guys had checked him out when he contacted us before. We knew he’d left his post and gotten a new job. He looked a little worried that we knew so much about him. Dane said…

    “Look, don’t get us wrong, we were just looking out for him. We didn’t know you and did a little research before we’d let you near him. That’s all”

    “Yeah, you’re a big guy and we needed to make sure you were for real. He’s our baby, we look out for him”

    “Wow guys. I’m not helpless little twit. I can take care of myself”

    “Yeah right, he’s nearly twice your size. He could snap you like a twig”

    “That’s a huge exaggeration guys. I’m a gental giant, a push over even. I just happen to be a top with a big cock”

    “Oh yes, I remember. I was loving it before I freaked out. I bet that really freak you out too”

    “No shit. I’ve made some boys scream before but you scared the shit out of me”

    Dane and Michael cracked up laughing, I just sipped my drink and looked innocent. Dane leaned over to Sebastian and said…

    “He’s got a great ass though, doesn’t he?”

    “Fuck, I wasn’t going to say anything, but damn strait he does. Tight as hell and you guys had already banged the hell out of him”

    I sat there grinning like a fool. 

    Michael put his arm around me and pulled me in for a little side hug and said…

    “Our little pussy boy loves it when you talk about him that way. Look at the big grin on his face”
    “That’s our boy. He may be a bit of a of a cock hungry slut but he’s ours”

    “Y’all need to stop, you’re embarrassing me” I blushed

    “Oh bull shit. Don’t let him fool you. We may be in a committed relationship but we aren’t the only ones fucking him. The other couple from the party you know already are good friends of ours and we like to play together sometimes”

    “You guys are some lucky sons a bitches. You got a great ass, little man. Best I’d had in a long time. I’ll never forget the time I got it” 

    Then he just kinda stopped and looked down.

    “Oh fuck. I’m sorry Chris, I should never have said that to you. I got carried away with the hot locker room talk. I need to shut the fuck you”
    “Lighten up on yourself, you’re just fine. If I was uncomfortable with you, I’d have never moved past Starbucks. You’ve proven to be a stand up guy and it’s clear we all like you. What happened that night was all about what they said to me. My stupidity and being naive. I didn’t know it was a sex party and what Alex and Jonathan were saying to me, wanting me to be a sex slave or something. It messed me up big time. It took a while to work through all that. It was all psychological and scared me to death but I’m fine. Playing with you like this has been fun and the three of us get a bit raunchy sometimes. It’s all in fun”

    “He’s right Sebastian, it’s all good. We were just messing around. We know you’re a good guy. Like he said, if we thought different, we wouldn’t be here now” Michael assured him

    Dane got a wicked grin on his face and leaned over to him and said…

    “Personally, I’d love to see you fuck our boy and if ya talk sweet to him, I bet he’ll let ya”

    He looked at me and winked and I blushed beet red. Michael laughed at me and said…

    “He’s the quiet one in our house unless you stick a cock up his ass. Baby, wouldn’t you like our new friend to fuck you go with that big fat cock again?”
    “Dude, he’s blushing because as reserved as he is, he loves it. Don’t ya baby, tell him”

    “I do love it. I just get embarrassed when they call me on it sometimes” I smiled up at him

    Dane called for the check and we got out of there and headed home with Sebastian right behind us. As soon as we got in the house, they started stripping my clothes off me. Sebastian looked at me with lust In his eyes.

    “God damn, boy. You are as fucking hot as you were the first time I laid eyes on you. You sure you’re alright with this. I wanna fuck you so bad but I didn’t dare think about it”

    “Yes Sir, I want it bad. How do you want me?”

    “On the couch and on your back, legs up”

    I got into position, Michael and Dane held up my legs for him and he stuck his tongue up me and rimmed my hole out. I’m moaning like mad. He raised up and moved forward to kiss me but stopped himself. Looked at Michael and Dane for silent permission. Dane nodded his approval and Michael said do it. Then he kissed me as his cock pushed into me, It took my breath away. He lifted up so he could watch his thick cock pumping in and out of my hole. Dane was hard as a rock watching him fuck me so I took him down my throat. I was so worked up from the hard pounding I was taking, my cock which was already leaking pre like crazy then I started gushing cum. He was literally fucking the cum out of me. I could feel my ass gripping on to his cock like it was sucking it and then he gave me what I wanted. 

    “Oh fuck, I’m cuming!” He yelled

    “That’s it, breed his cunt!” Dane panted

    Soon he finished inside me. I’d learned to tighten up as he pulled out of me. Dane and Michael liked me to keep the loads inside my now very trained boy pussy. I knew what was next, they really got of on letting guys watch them double penetrate me. They’d always maintained a very clean cut, wholesome, boy next door look for me. It fit my personality perfectly but since we’d been together, my sexual personality had exploded. My quiet and shy demeanor vanished and I became a total cock whore cum slut for them and our friends, Nick and Dani but now they’ve opened up to allow Sebastian to see what I’d grown into. Dane pulled me over onto Michael’s cock. I’m sitting back on him facing away and leaning back into his arms. I’m fucking myself on his long cock as Sebastian’s cum leaks from my opening hole then Dane gets between our open legs and pushes his own long meat up into me. He gives me a few moments to acclimate to his presents in me. He whispers softly..

    “Our sweet little man. You know we love you so much” then he leans down to my upturned face and kissed me. My head is cradled in the crook of Michael’s neck then he kissed him too. Within ten minutes, both were filling me with cum and I’m shooting yet another load from my limp worn out cock. Dane pulled out of my over stretched hole and then lifted me off Michael, my body nearly limp. He gently carried me up to our bedroom with the guys right behind us. He lay me down on the bed and Michael got a warm wet hand towel and cleaned me up then they pulled covers over me and let me fall asleep. A few hours later I woke to the sounds of hushed talking from downstairs. I sat up and tried to get my wits about me. I slipped on my robe and went downstairs. Sebastian was still there but Nick and Dani he come over too. Dane spotted me first and met me at the bottom of the stairs. 

    “Hey sleeping beauty, glad you joined us”

    He kissed me and guided m to the couch and pulled me into his lap. Dani and Michael were making dinner and the six of us relaxed and enjoyed each other. After dinner and drinks, it wasn’t long until Michael was playing with me under my robe. Soon we were all naked, Dani and I were getting fucked and have a wonderful time. I lost count of how many loads of cum I got shot in me that day but as I lay back that night I was worn out but happy. After they left and we got cleaned up and ready for bed, it occurred to me. It was kind of a full circle moment kinda day. That party was a life changing moment for me. I mean I’m still sorta  the same shy guy that dressed as a heavenly being that night. It went from heavenly to hell pretty quickly but now, a few years later, the same five guys that started this with me had all come together again and this time it was all heavenly again. Funny how things change. 


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  • Size Queen

    Let me be perfectly blunt, I had always been a size queen. Although a solid eight inches always cut the mustard for me, I generally preferred nine inches or more. Of course, the thicker a cock was the better.

    A strange dichotomy had always existed in my life as well, which I need to explain; although I was strictly a bottom, I really didn’t look like one. Being six-foot-three-inches tall and weighing two-hundred and twenty pounds, one could obviously discern that I was a large man. My body was also extremely well-developed and muscular. There was also nothing camp or effeminate in my bearing and most people upon meeting me, always assumed that I was a butch straight man.

    I was always been told that I was above average looking. In my opinion, however, my greatest physical attribute was my very meaty bubble butt. Needless to say, I, therefore, believed that only large cocks were deserving of my ample mounds of gratification. I never cared how old, ugly or skanky a guy was, as long as he was hung like a horse. As far as my own dick was concerned, pretty as it was, it was very average.

    The greatest conundrum in my life was that other bottoms found me very appealing. It always amused me that after setting the record straight with them, they would saunter off looking very dejected and perplexed.

    My favourite haunt was an old sauna that I regularly visited. I loved the place because it dispensed with all the uncertainty of worrying about a man’s endowment. In the steam room, a guy’s prick was fully on display and no time was wasted on tedious speculation. A further aspect that delighted me was that it catered for a more mature crowd and was therefore, almost devoid of the young troublesome queens that I totally abhorred.

    One Saturday afternoon, as was my habit, I entered the place full of expectation. My particular favourite place in this establishment was, as mentioned earlier, was the steam room that was about fifteen-foot-squared in size. Like the rest of the sauna, the steam room looked like it belonged to a bygone era and many of the tiles were either chipped or cracked. It had a wonderfully cosy atmosphere, nonetheless, and I loved it. There was built-in seating along three of the four walls, and the only illumination on offer was from the glass panels of the entrance door, and glass tiles above the seating area to the right.

    After I entered the stream room I stood against the wall with no seating, as always, thereby giving me a full view of all the men that were seated around me. Generally, once you had hooked up with a guy taking your fancy, you would go upstairs to a cubicle and do your thing. I have to report, however, that I had often been fucked in the steam room and derived enormous pleasure from being watched as this happened.

    Standing with my back against the wall, I quickly scanned the several men on offer. My heart dropped slightly when I did not see anyone that took my fancy.

    Two minutes later, nevertheless, a tall lanky guy entered. Griffin, his name as I would later learn, had his towel around his hips. When he got to the seat directly opposite me, facing away from me he then removed the towel and placed it around his neck before sitting down. After he did so my heart almost skipped a beat when I saw the thing nestled between his thighs. Having seen my fair share of spectacular dicks in the past, I have to report that Griffin was in another league altogether. His cock was so ridiculously large that I thought that my eyes were playing tricks on me and that a mythical, half horse, half man, creature was sitting before me.

    Not only was the dark shaft of his circumcised cock very thick, but his lighter toned knob-head looked like a huge unpeeled potato.

    When my eyes eventually moved upward, there was a questioning look on his face. To dispel any ambivalence he might have due to my body size, I immediately decided to advertise the fact that I was definitely interested in him. I then rapidly turned my body and after facing the wall, I placed my hands above my head and crudely offered my arse to him. With my head slightly turned to the side, in my peripheral vision I then thankfully saw Griffin arise and move toward me.

    Eventually standing on my left side, I felt his right hand begin to fondle my backside. The thrill of my excitement was soon interrupted, however, when an almighty slap was administered to my left arse cheek. When the next smack to the right cheek followed, a collective horny rumble resounded in the room. After several more alternating slaps followed, Griffin lustfully whispered, “Do you want me to fuck you?”

    “Definitely,” I answered.

    “Then let’s go upstairs,” he hornily growled.

    I did not bother to answer but simply followed him out of the steam room.

    Before we ascended the stairs, he told me to wait for him before he made his way back to the change room. Upon returning, Griffin had a thick synthetic strap in his hand. It was the kind of strap one would use to wrap around a suitcase for additional reinforcement.

    After arriving upstairs in the large cubicle he selected, without bothering to close the door Griffin now ordered me to lie on the plastic mattress on my stomach.

    After doing so, he took up station on my left side. The strap that had confounded me was now used to whip my arse. The stinging sensation was incredible and as much as I yelped, I loved every second of it.

    Next, Griffin used the strap to tie my hands behind my back. I would have been a lot more nervous, if I knew what was to follow.

    As his fingers began their exploration of my butt-hole, I casually reminded Griffin about the bowl of complimentary lubrication by the side of the door.

    “We won’t be using lube,” he informed me.

    “What… please, you have to,” I pleaded.

    “Fuck you, you whore. You begged for my dick and now you’ll suffer the consequences,” he barked.

    As I nervously glanced upward, I saw three guys standing at the cubicle entrance. I instantly realised that two of them were guys whom I had spurned on former visits. The salacious looks on their collective faces left me in no doubt that they were enjoying what was happening.

    I once again began to whimper my protests before Griffin growled, “Shut the fuck up.”

    “Yeah, fuck the whore,” I heard one of the voyeurs utter, before the other two commenced chanting in agreement.

    Griffin instantly went to work with two spearing fingers as I bleated my discomfort. Uncomfortable as it was, however, the soreness was incredibly stimulating.

    What also soon became clear, was how strong Griffin was as his powerful thighs restricted me once he sat on my lower back, facing my feet.

    When a third and then fourth finger joined in, my hole was on fire, but any pleas I was trying to make were drowned out by the horny cacophony of the onlookers.

    After Griffin later turned his body around, his knees literally bludgeoned my legs apart. Simultaneously, the audience now decided to join the show and after approaching us, two of the onlookers each placed a foot on my shoulders, further pinning me down. Nervous as I was, I found my confinement unbelievingly exciting.

    After lodging his potato head at my portal, Griffin’s commenced bulldozing my sphincter meaningfully.

    After I shrieked, Griffin commanded, “Give the whore a pacifier to shut him up.”

    Instantly, two feet lifted off my shoulders before three sets of knees appeared before my head. The outside guys then immediately placed their hands were their feet had formerly been, as the middle man gripped hold of my hair and yanked my head upward. In a flash, he then started skull-fucking me.

    From behind, I could now feel Griffin’s dry shaft infiltrating my chute as he bludgeoned his cock ever deeper into my backside. After the scraping shaft had rasped my rectum, Griffin finally bottomed out.

    Sore as my arse was at this point, the fullness felt totally awesome. Despite the agony, as my ‘attackers’ wantonly used me the entire ordeal of what was happening to me was mindboggling and I had never before enjoyed any encounter more than this.

    Once Griffin upped his tempo and got into his stride, the man who was hectically skull-fucking me unloaded. In an instant, the guy to his right then took over my mouth.

    As number two commenced plowing my mouth, Griffin began pulling my hips upward after untying my hands. In accordance with this, I lifted my torso onto extended arms into a far more comfortable doggy position.

    My spit roasting position immediately paid dividends, because my hair was no longer being pulled and both men were able to go about their business in a more leisurely fashion. By now, my arse had also acclimatized to its overlarge invader and I was really enjoying the ‘equine’ deployment in my arse.

    After the second guy unloaded into my mouth, number three instantly took over. Later, when he and Griffin started discussing a combined release, I joined in by tugging on my dick.

    Magically, we all shot our loads within seconds of one another, affording me the greatest climax of my life.

    Afterward, Griffin offered to buy me a drink downstairs, which I happily accepted.

    As we sipped on our beers, formal introductions finally took place. As our histories were revealed, I learned that Griffin shared an apartment with a straight buddy, and therefore, never took anyone home. He also mentioned that he was a plasterer by trade, which clearly explained why his arms were so powerful.

    A further mystery as to why I had never seen him before was also revealed, when he mentioned that he generally visited the sauna on Sundays. For me, Sunday was my socializing day, when I got together with friends or family.

    Somewhat forwardly, Griffin then asked if it would be convenient if he accompanied me home later. Having no plans for that evening, I was overjoyed and enthusiastically agreed.

    With an impish look in his eyes he then said, “Don’t worry; I’ll take things a little easier when we get to your place.”

    “That won’t suit me,” I quickly countered.

    Looking at me somewhat confused and perplexed, he asked, “Why?”

    “Because I really enjoyed being your bitch and wouldn’t want you to change a thing,” I answered with a giggle.

    “Well in that case Jaidyn, hell awaits you when we get to your place,” Griffin chuckled menacingly.

    To be continued…


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  • Military Aid

    I was sixteen when my life changed. My dad was in the Marines and I was living with my grandfather, my dad’s father. Several years before, my grandfather had purchased a small fifty unit motel along with one hundred and fifty acres. It was located a short distance out of town and about ten miles from a marine base. The motel was used primarily by family visiting one of the Marines stationed at the base.

    In the Marines my dad was a military police officer and loved the work. Dad had about nine months left on his current enlistment and was planning on reenlisting for one more tour. However, that is when my grandfather fell and broke his hip. He was going to have to spend many months in rehab which meant I would have no adult supervision.

    My dad took an emergency leave and returned home to get me settled with our best friends. Dad and Carl grew up together and I was in the same classes at school as his son Mark. All four of us were very close and when Carl heard of dad’s situation, he immediately said I could live with them as long as necessary.

    Mark and I were much closer than either of our dads knew. About a year ago, we saw two guys at the old park nearby, enter the abandoned restroom together after carefully looking around. Wondering what they were up to, we sneaked up close to the door and peeked in. What we saw was totally unexpected.

    Both men had their pants and underwear down to their knees and as they kissed, they played with each others cocks. Then one guy squatted down and began sucking the other mans cock. It was obvious when the man standing up climaxed and once he had they kissed again then the man that had been standing was on his knees sucking the other man’s cock. After getting him off, the kissed some more then we heard one man say, “Tomorrow, same time and I get to fuck your ass.”

    “As long as I get to fuck you in return,” the man replied.

    Mike and I quickly got out of sight, and watched as the two men left. Once in the light I recognized one of the men as the contractor, Mr. Jacobs, that had done some work for grandpa, and I remembered how he was extremely friendly with me.

    The next day we were awaiting and after the men entered the restroom we again sneaked up to the door and peered in. As looked in, they started kissing and then Mr. Jacobs dropped to his knees as the other man turned his back to him.

    Mr. Jacobs spread the mans ass cheeks with his hands and buried his face between them working his tongue in the mans hole. Then, after standing up, he stepped closed and buried his hard cock in the man’s ass.

    The man gasp briefly as Mr. Jacobs began to piston in and out of the guys ass. It wasn’t long before Mr. Jacobs gasp and buried his cock all the way in and froze in that position. We knew he was climaxing.

    Moments later, Mr. Jacobs was the man getting a cock shoved up his ass and saying how great it felt. A short while later the man reached his climax and paused as it filled Mr. Jacobs hole.

    As they pulled up their pants and after a hot wet tongue kiss, Mr. Jacobs said, “Tell your dad that you ran into me and that I said I would be out tomorrow to give him an estimate on the work he wants done.”

    They kissed again, and as we hid, the came out and headed for the abandoned parking lot.

    I glanced over at Mike and saw him rubbing his hard cock through his jeans and said, “Yea, mine’s hard also.”

    “Let’s go inside and jerk off together,” he said. I immediately agreed and that was the beginning of our sexual relationship. In the following weeks we both discovered we enjoyed sucking each others cocks, eating the huge sperm load, and fucking and getting fucked. We had sex every chance we got. On sleepovers or campouts, we would kiss and suck each other for hours, and loved getting fucked.

    Now that I was going to be living with Mike and sharing his room, we loved the idea of being able to have sex every night. Mike and I quickly learned where to find other male our age and older who liked to play around. We had sex with guys from school that sucked also and with some college studs and guys in their mid twenties and older. We both simple loved sex with another male.

    Dad got me settled with Carl and Mike, and Grandpa in a rehab facility and returned to his base. He immediately began working on getting a hardship transfer to the Marine base just ten miles from our house. Two weeks later he was home and I was back in the house with him.

    After he got home he and I visited grandpa and they began discussing the remodeling the motel. Dad said he had some ideas that he wanted to discuss with grandpa but at a later date. I heard grandpa say at one point, “Money is not an issue,” and dad replied with “Since when?”

    “Since about three years ago. I had some investments that you never knew about and they grew in value. I sold them for a nice profit and the funds are in an interest bearing account. We can pay cash for all work needed to open up the motel. We just need to decide what to do.”

    Dad said he was working on an idea and would fill him in later. That evening, a Friday, Mike and I were out looking to play when we decided to head over to the old park and see if there was any action. What we found caught us both totally off guard.

    We arrived and as we surveyed the parking lot, Mike nudged me with his elbow and said, “That looks like your dad’s truck over there.” we knew that our dads were out together and we doubted that they would be at the park. We eased over to check it out and as we peered in, there on the back seat was one of my jackets I had left in his truck.

    “Mother fuck, Mark, you think your dad is getting his cock sucked in there?”

    “I guess it’s possible but your dad is with him, “ I replied.

    “Oh, fuck! I forgot about that,” Mike said. “You want to check and see what’s going on?”

    “Hell yea,” I replied as I started heading to the restroom door. Once there, we peered in and found both our dads with their pants down and bent over sucking cock while also getting fucked at the same time. After taking the guys loads in their mouth, they kissed the men that they had sucked off and shared the loads, then they started kissing as the two guys fucking them climaxed and filled their holes with cum.

    We heard someone enter the parking lot with his headlights out . We quickly hid behind some bushes and the guys we had seen our dads sucking left and the two new guys went in, we returned to spying. There on their knees were our dads, sucking the cocks of the two guys that had just entered.

    One of the guys spoke up and said, “We were hoping to see you two. It’s been a long time since you sucked us last, and you two are some of the best.”

    Mike and I headed back to his house and had a quick suck session, still not believing what we had seen, but wanting to be part of the action.

    One regular that we sucked together was a friend of both our dads. He asked us if our dads knew what we did and we said no. he smiled and said, “I guess that’s why they have both said that they would love to suck you two, when I asked them if you knew about them.”

    “They admitted that they wanted to suck us?” I asked.

    “Yes, they did,” he replied. “Want me to set something up for you to get with them?”

    We said yes and he told us to be at the truck stop outside town the following Saturday. We were to go to the old men’s restroom out back in the old work shed and be there at two that afternoon. He said that there were two stalls there and that there was a nice glory hole between them. We were to go into the stall on the left, and wait.

    We were there as instructed and waited. Just moments after two we herd two voiced getting closer and enter the old restroom. Both men went into the other stall and dropped their pants. Seconds later a beautiful thick hard cock came through the hole and I started sucking it after a few minutes he pulled back and I saw a finger come through the hole motioning for me to put mine through. I did and he sucked me off then I finished him, devouring the huge delicious load.

    Then a second later another cock came through and Mike started sucking it. Before he got him off, the man pulled back and Mike put his through and got sucked off, then finished his man off, also devouring the load fed to him.

    As Mike and I stepped out of our stall, both our dads stepped out of theirs.

    “OH, SHIT!” dad exclaimed when he saw us standing there. “Well, we both said we would like to have sex with them,” Carl added.

    We went to dads truck and talked, admitting that we had seen them suck and get fucked that night. We told then when and how we got started and they admitted that they started in high school also and sucked some of their teachers.

    “Carl, finally spoke up and said, “Why don’t we go to our place, and talk. Mike spoke up and said, “Since we now know about each other, I’d rather play.”

    And play we did. Mike and I sucked both men and both men sucked us and we both fucked the dads and they both fucked us. It was so hot seeing my best friend suck and fuck my father.

    The next day after going back home, dad came to my room and said, “Grandpa is taking a nap. Want to have some fun?”

    “With you, anytime,” I replied.

    We stripped and climbed into my bed and as we had a slow passionate sixty-nine, I heard a voice say, “May I join in?”

    I jumped and stared at the door and saw grandpa standing there, totally nude, hand his cock hard and pointing up ant a forty-five degree angle.

    “Come on, dad. The more the merrier. The family that plays together stays together.”

    Seconds later dad and I were taking turns sucking grandpa as he sucked my cock. Grandpa was a very passionate lover but he took his time sucking. He made sure the man got the full benefit of his experience, and when the man was ready to climax grandpa swallowed the entire cock balls deep, making sure the man got the full pleasure he deserved.

    The next day we invited Clay and Mike over for dinner and sex. It was so hot watching the three men suck and fuck each other lie hot horny teens. And they loved watching Mike and I suck and fuck each other.

    But one thing was well known; if anyone needed to take a break to piss, grandpa became the urinal. He loved drinking from the hose. If it had to do with water-sports, he was first in line.

    Finally everyone’s sexual likes were out in the open and we no longer had to hide our activities. The five of us got together much more often and when we did, we had long casual sexual activities: nothing rushed in fear of being caught. It was commonplace for someone to kiss or fondle another’s cock or just start sucking them in front of the others. Our dads loves watching Mike and I have sex and we loved watching them. It was so nice to have it all out in the open.

    I loved sex with my grandpa also. He was a great kisser and an awesome cock sucker, deep throating my cock with no problem, and holding it there. But what he loved best was a guy pissing while getting sucked so grandpa could drink it or having a guy piss in his ass when he was fucking grandpa. When I did it to grandpa he always smiled and said, “You know how to make grandpa happy.”

    While dad was still enlisted, we began working on remodeling the motel. I quickly suggested Mr. Jacobs for the work and both dad and grandpa agreed that he did excellent work.

    Dad explained everything he wanted to do to make the property private, then asked, “Mark, with your Grandpa limited in getting around, do you think you could show Dan Jacobs around and explain it to him?”

    After having seen Mr. Jacobs in action at the old park restroom, I was looking forward to getting him alone and having some fun of my own. I quickly assured dad that I could handle the meeting. Dad gave him a call and set up a meeting for the following Monday, explaining that I would be handling the meeting.

    Dad Jacobs arrived promptly at nine and after introductions, we got on our four-wheeler and headed out. I explained the security wall dad wanted built around the building and recreation area as well as the security cameras he wanted installed.

    Once out on the far side of the property were we were completely out of sight from the house, we stopped and started walking around. Then as we paused for a moment, I stepped around in front of
    Dan and as I reached out and grasp his hidden cock, I said, “I want that.”

    Pulling back, he asked, “What the hell are you doing? I don’t play that game.” Stunned, he added, “Does your father know what you do?”

    “I’m telling you what I want and I know for a fact that you enjoy it also.“ I paused and he looked at me questioningly.

    “Do you remember that night three weeks ago at the old park restroom?” I described the man he had been with and told him exactly what I had observed.

    I began explaining what I had seen the first night about them kissing and sucking each other then what transpired the next night with him eating the other guys ass then fucking him then getting fucked.

    “You think you can prove it?” he asked.

    “I know I can. I had a friend with me and he saw it all also. So can I have what I want or not.”

    Smiling, he asked, “Just how old are you?”

    “I just turned seventeen, but why does that matter?”

    “Well, I’ve never been with anyone as young as you but I’ve heard it’s hot. This might be fun.”

    I stepped up to him and we kissed passionately, swapping tongues and spit, before I told him to get on the four-wheeler. As I drove to one of the cabins way in the back that Mike and I used for sex, he said, “Well, you damn sure know how to kiss.”

    “That’s not all I’m good at,” I replied.

    We got to the cabin and after assuring him that we wouldn’t be disturbed, I began stripping and he quickly followed my lead. Moments later we were both totally naked kissing and fondling each others rock hard cocks.

    Placing my hands on his shoulders, I gently pressed downward, and he began licking his way down my chest then stomach, then licked around my hard cock and balls. After a second, he took me in his mouth and swallowed, burying his nose in my hairy bush.

    We alternated sucking each others cocks and in time got each other off, devouring each others huge loads. Then after more kissing and fondling, as he lay on his back on the bed, I straddled him and sat on his cock. As I took the last inch in me, he moaned and said, “I’ve heard teen ass was hot. Now I know it for a fact.”

    “Well, I want to feel you shoot your load in me, and if you eat it out of me, I’ll do the same to you.”

    He later filled my ass with his load and after I lay on my back and raised my legs he sucked his cum load out and ate it. I was true to my word and after fucking him, I sucked my load out of his hot hole.

    As we dressed, I asked, “Well, do you think you can handle the remodel of the motel?”

    “I know I could, but if there are many interruptions like today, I’m not sure how long it will take.”

    “They will be regular, I promise. Any of your crew into what we did?”

    “One is for sure, and he is a former Navy seal. He’s my right hand and crew supervisor. He’d love doing what we just did, if not more.” Then, he smiled and said, “He was the one I met at the park that night.”

    I just smiled as we returned to the house and he said he would work up a proposal for dad.

    That evening at dinner, I confessed to dad and Grandpa about what Mike and I had seen Dan Jacobs do at the park. “That’s why I suggested him. I felt that he could be trusted.” I didn’t tell him what Dan Jacobs and I had done that day while looking over the proposed work.

    “You were right. If he is into sex also, he will be reluctant to tell anyone what will actually go on here, especially if he gets to join in. I’m proud of you, Mark.”

    The following weekend, dad and I met with Dan Jacobs and I could tell that he was exceptionally nervous. We went over what needed to be done and what we wanted added on and were given a price. The deal was closed.

    As Dan started to leave, dad stopped him and said, “I know you play. My son and I would love to have a three way with you.”

    After some hesitation he smiled and said. “I’d like that. I’ll be in touch.”

    Dan had regular sex with dad, grandpa and I while the work went on. We were introduced to Bud Baker, the supervisor Dan had been with at the park. I couldn’t wait to get him alone.

    I finally got my chance when he came to the motel to inspect some work that had been done earlier in the week. Dad was at work so I went with him to check it out.

    Dan and Bud had played with dad and I a time or two since the work had started but I wanted Bud to myself. He was in his late twenties and very muscular. No one would ever suspect that he was gay. His cock was a full nine inches and thicker than average and had a slight downward curve.

    I wanted to find out two things. One was if I could swallow his cock balls deep and the other was to see if I could take all nine inches in my ass. I got to do both that day.

    First, was when we were out on the property, I reached over and started rubbing his crotch. He smiled and immediately started dropping his pants. I went to my knees and began my experiment, an d was soon successful in burying my nose in his thick, jet-black pubic bush as he climaxed and emptied a huge thick load down my throat.

    Then later, as we finished the inspection, I rubbed my ass against his crotch and came right out and said I wanted him to fuck me. He agreed and I quickly removed my jeans, sat on a work table, and lay back, raising my legs. He already had his jeans around his ankles as he stepped closer and began his entry. I had pre-lubed my hole in anticipation of this happening and eagerly accepted his cock in my hole.

    He worked in in and out gently going deeper and finaly he smiled at me and said, “Stud, you got it all.”

    I reached back and felt and found that indeed, every inch of his cock was balls deep in y ass. I smiled up at him and said, “Now fuck me and let me feel you cum in me.”

    Moments later his cock exploded and my ass was dripping in fresh cum, which he sucked out of me, then kissed me and shared it. As we walked back to the front of the property, he smiled and said, “It’s yours anytime you want it, but I get your’s in return.”

    “Want it now?” I asked.

    “You’re damn straight I do. I know you’re good for more than one load, so the first goes in my mouth and the second in my ass.”

    We completed the ‘transaction’ and I made my two deposits before he kissed me and left.

    Later in the week, dad watched as Dan fucked my mouth and Bud buried his cock once again in my hole. As soon as Bud climaxed in my hole, dad entered Bud’s ass and fucked him hard and fast, filling his hole.

    The work was eventually completed. There was a twelve foot solid wall built around the compound, and outside the wall was a fifty foot wide band of thick thorn bushes with razor sharp tips.

    Inside the wall was a luxurious green space with pool, picnic area, and exercise equipment and a 2 play rooms; one for orgies and the other for water sports.

    By the time we were ready to open, grandpa had fully recovered and was as active as ever. Dad, Grandpa, Dan, Bud, and I spent the weekend experiencing all we had to offer the members, and it passed all of our inspections. The five of us were nude and enjoying sex from Friday afternoon until Sunday at dusk.

    Dad knew a few guys from the base that were secretly gay or bi and told them about the getaway and membership requirements. It was their job, in exchange for a six month free membership, to let other gay and bi Marines know about what was available to them on weekends off.

    And one of the men dad had been with was an officer with the base security. All membership request were secretly checked out through him to make sure they were not acting undercover and later file charges against men they had seen in action at the resort. a Marine applied for membership, his background was checked. If there was any chance that he would report what went on, his membership was denied.

    Our first weekend we opened, we had eleven other Marines there. Sex in the pool was allowed and sex around it was encouraged. As they lounged around the pool or had sex in one of the play rooms you could see the calming effect on them. They were able to enjoy sex with other men openly and without criticism.

    Over the next several months, the membership grew and it was so refreshing being able to do something for our military to help reduce the stress that they were under.

    And personally, I loved being able to have sex with all of them. It was from a hot younger Marine that I found how erotic it was to have a guy urinate in your hole as he fucked you.

    To my dad’s shocked surprise, even one of his superior officers applied for membership and it was granted. It was hot watching dad have sex with him and the man be submissive to my dad’s wishes.

    The club was such a success we are now looking into opening clubs for other branches of the military near the bases. More members of the military are gay or bi than people realize. It is also much more prevalent overseas in war zones where the only person you can really trust if a fellow member of the military. Some of our Marines told us of openly gay sex while overseas, and no one ever reported it.

    It is of my opinion that as long as a member of the military performs his job as he should, what he does in his off time is totally his business and not that of the military prudes.

  • The Neighbor

    I had been in my apartment for roughly six months after my dad said I needed to be out on my own. Oh, he didn’t support me at all. I lived with him for two main reasons.

    The first was to help him out some on some medical bills from my mom’s stay in intensive care before her death when I was fifteen. The second reason was the fact that he and I were sexually connected and had been since shortly after mom‘s death.

    It began when I was all of sixteen. He had said that he had to be out of town on business one Thursday night. It was arranged for me to spend the night with my best bud, Clay. However, we convinced his dad that we were responsible enough to stay at my and he gave in.

    It was about seven when we returned to my place. The house was empty and clay and I went to my room and quickly stripped and got in bed, kissing and fondling each others cock.

    Then, about nine, we heard my dad enter, talking to another man. We heard dad say, “It’s clear. He thinks I’m out of town and is staying over at a buds of his.” We heard them enter dad’s bedroom and say, “Give me a kiss and settle down. Everything’s cool.”

    Seconds later, dad said, “Let’s get these clothes off and have fun. I’m in the mood for a long hot sixty-nine, and maybe some ass fucking.”

    We waited a moment, then I eased my bedroom door open and we eased out and down the hall to my dads bedroom. Peering in, we saw my dad and another man hungrily sucking each others cock.

    After a few seconds, the other man jumped up and said, “Oh, shit. We’re not alone like you said we would be.” It was then that I recognized the other man as one of the young guys that worked for my dad in the warehouse.

    Dad jumped up and was at the door before either Clay or I could move. Grabbing us he led us into his room where the other man had slipped on his jeans, and was shaking like a leaf in a wind storm.

    Very calmly, dad asked, “Son, did you get a good look at what we were doing?”

    “Yes, sir, we did,” I replied. I had always been totally up front with my dad for the most part so I said, “We were here to do the same thing.”

    “You and Clay were sucking each other when we arrived?” he asked.

    “Yes, sir, we were,” I answered nervously.

    “Son, I can’t be upset with you for doing the same thing I do. If you want to, you and Clay can go back to your room and continue or you two can join us.”

    “I’d like to join you,” I said. “I’ve wanted to suck your cock for a while.“

    He looked over a the other man and said, “Jim, you have met my son, haven’t you?”

    “Yes, we’ve met at the office before,” he replied.

    “Do you mind if they join us?” Dad asked.

    “No, not if you don’t,” he replied as he started removing his pants again.

    Moments later we were all naked in dad’s king bed and I was sucking my own father’s cock for the first time and loved it. Later dad sucked me as I sucked Jim and Jim sucked Mike. After the sucking episode, we did a lot of kissing and fondling before I told dad I wanted to fuck him.

    Moments later Jim and Mike watched as dad and I fucked each other for the first time. It was awesome being on my back with legs pulled up and dad fucking my ass as we kissed.

    Then, dad and Jim were fascinated watching Mike and I suck and fuck each other. I had to be honest and say that sex with my dad, both oral and anal, were the best I had ever had so far. And what amazed me was how calm dad was when he saw us watching them, and his reaction to me admitting that I enjoyed male sex also.

    Dad and I had sex in some form daily and we often shared our partners with each other, but he insisted that I needed to be on y own. He assured me that we would continue to have sex often.

    He helped me find my apartment and said that from what he saw, I might find a neighbor to service. I felt fairly sure he was right although there was a mix of both males and females as well as husbands and wives. My dream had been to have sex with a husband either behind his wife’s back or with her watching.

    I had been there about three months when I met Joe. He was in his mid to late twenties and was single, damn good looking and extremely friendly and personable.

    Joe was in the next building over from mine. It started out as a casual hello when we saw each other at the pool or mail boxes. The more we ran into each other, them ore I wanted to get to know him better, even if just as a friend.

    We were at the pool one Saturday and after visiting for a while, I asked if he would like to join me at my place for a beer. He smiled and said a cold beer sounded great.

    We walked back over to my place and I grabbed two beers from the fridge. After handing him one I said, Joe, may I ask you a personal question, and if it’s too personal lease say so.”

    “Okay. What’s your question?” he replied.

    “How come a young man as friendly and handsome as you are is still single? If it’s none of my business just say so.”

    “I’ll be glad to answer the question under one condition,” he said.

    “I can agree to that. What is the condition?”

    “You have to keep what I say completely private. If it gets out, and my boss finds out, it could mean my job.”

    “I give you my word that whatever you say will stay just between us,” I told him.

    “Mark, I’m gay. I only have sex with other men,” he said.

    “And you could get fired for that?” I asked.

    “Oh, yes. My boss thinks that all gay people are evil and mentally ill. He refuses to employ any gay persons.”

    “Well, I have a secret for you, and you must keep it to yourself.”

    “You have my word,” he said with a smile.

    “I’m gay also. To me there is nothing hotter than sex with another male.”

    “When you said you had a secret also, I suspected what it was. I feel so much more at ease with you now.”

    “We can be ourselves and say what we want, and not be ridiculed,” he said, taking a deep breath. Then he smiled and said, “May I say something else?”

    “Sure,” I told him.

    “When we first met, there was something about you that intrigued me. I liked being around you, and felt comfortable, but I didn’t have any idea we liked the same thing.”

    “Well, if you had knocked on my door, there would have been a delay before I answered the door. I am usually nude when home.”

    “Same here,” he replied.

    “Joe, would you like to have dinner here with me tonight?” I asked. “We can relax and just be ourselves.”

    “I’d like that, Mark. What time and what can I bring?”

    “You can bring a dessert if you want to, and what about six, and we can eat about seven or so.”

    “Sounds good,” Joe replied.

    “Oh, since you will be the only one I’m expecting, the door will be unlocked so there is no need to knock. Just come on in.”

    “You got it,” he said before giving me a hug before leaving.

    I hurried to the store to get what I needed then returned home and began preparing our dinner. Around half past five, I had everything under control, so I headed for the shower. Once I got out and dried off, I stayed nude wondering what Joe’s reaction would be.

    Just a few minutes after six, Joe arrived and came in without knocking as instructed. He found me in the kitchen and handed me a cake he had bought as I said, “Make yourself at home. Beer’s in the fridge.”

    “You got one or do you need one?” he asked. “Get me a fresh one,” I replied.

    Nothing was said about me being totally nude and he retreated to the living room and when he returned to the kitchen he, too, was totally nude.

    I couldn’t help but check him out. Joe was mainly smooth with a small amount of hair around his nipples and in the center of his very muscular chest. Then from his navel down, was a thick trail of brown hair culminating in a thick bush at the base of his cock.

    Protruding from the bush was a beautiful uncut cock approximately seven and a half inches in length and thick. Below the cock was a beautiful pair of large round balls in their hairy sack.

    He knew I was checking him out just as I knew he was checking me out. I didn’t know about him but my mouth was watering and my hole puckering in excitement.

    We talked casually while I finished dinner, then sat down to eat. Conversation was casual and friendly while we ate, and more about work. Once we had finished dinner, he insisted on helping me with the clean up and once we were done, he stepped up to me, hugged me passionately and thank me for a wonderful meal and evening. I smiled at him and asked, “Is a hug all I get?”

    Joe smiled and leaned in and gave me a kiss, offering me his tongue. We traded tongues for a moment then parted. Both our cocks began to stiffen, when Joe looked Into my eyes and said, ‘I know what I want for dessert instead of cake.”

    “Can’t we have both?” I said with a smile.

    “I don’t see why not” he replied as he sat on the sofa. Instantly I sat next to him and things advanced from there.

    Joe left my apartment the next morning around nine after a night of sucking cock, fucking ass, rimming, and giving each other golden showers in the bathtub.

    As he left, and after another hot kiss, he said, “Next time, I’ll fix dinner.”

    “Just tell me when,” I replied.

    Later Sunday afternoon, I saw him at the pool, and as we visited, no one had any inclination as to what we had done the night before, and would do again in time.

    The following Friday night, Joe had me over to is place for dinnere and we repeated the action that had transpired during his visit to me the weekend before.

    After several more episodes, I asked him if he would be interested in having a three way. He said it sounded awesome and asked who I had in mind.

    Looking at him and smiling I said, “My dad.”

    “Are you fucking serious?” he said after regaining his composure.

    “Yep. My dad and I have been active together since I was in my teens.”

    “Man, just say when, and I’ll be there.”

    “Want to make it a full weekend? From Friday evening until Sunday evening?”

    “Fuck yea, It sounds awesome,” he said.

    “Is this coming weekend okay with you?” I asked.

    “Hell yes!” he exclaimed.

    “I’ll give him a call and set it up and tell him we will meet him at our lake house. It’s totally private and we can have sex outdoors all you want.”

    “Oh, man, a fucking dream come true. Sex out in the fresh air and with a father and son together,” he said with a big smile. “I’ve always wanted to do a father and son together.”

    “I love sex with him,” I said.

    “You have to fill me in on the details,” he said.

    “I’ll let him give you the details,” I replied with a grin.

    I called my dad and told him of the plans and he said he was looking forward to it. “Oh, and dad, I told Joe that I would let you give him the details of how we started together.”

    He laughed and said to make sure he was sitting down.

    Friday arrived and Joe called me shortly after lunch and said that he was taking the rest of the day off and could leave at ay time.

    I said I was leaving work in about ten minutes and would meet him at his apartment. I arrived just after one and all we packed for the weekend was our toiletries. No clothes.

    We hit the highway and after about half hour on the open freeway, I felt Joe lay his hand on my right thigh. Very casually, I reached down and pulled it up to my crotch where he felt my boner.

    It was about the same time that I passed a semi rig and heard the driver sound his horn. Undoubtedly he had seen Joe rubbing my cock. We wondered if he was upset or jealous. I had found that most drivers play when on the road.

    We arrived at the lake house and I pressed the remote to open the gate. After making sure the gate closed behind us, I drove through the winding drive through the thick brush to the clearing where the house was.

    As we drove up, we saw dad get up out of a lounge chair and wave toward us. As I had predicted to Joe, he was totally naked. I introduced them and dad casually gave Joe a hug and a kiss.

    “Well, guys, the beer is in the fridge and good and cold. You two go get comfortable and something to drink and w you come out, bring me a fresh one.”

    We took our toiletries into the house and stripped and grabbed three beers from the fridge. We joined dad standing out by the fire pit overlooking the lake and as we did, dad turned to me and gave me a long passionate kiss, saying that it had been too long since we were together.

    It was so hot watching dad and Joe suck and fuck each other. In most instances the one getting fucked was also sucking the third man.

    Joe soon learned that dad and I both loved being on our knees and having others hose us down with their piss. The more pissing on me at one time, the more excited I got. My record up to that point had been fourteen but I wanted more. I loved it in my face and mouth.

    At one point, dad was fucking Joe who was in turn sucking me and dad started pissing in Joe’s hole. Joe stopped sucking and said that it was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. I knew that I loved it when dad had done it to me and me.

    All too soon, it was time to head home. If we hadn’t done it during the weekend, it hadn’t been thought of.

    As we drove back home Sunday afternoon late, Joe told me repeatedly what a great time he had. I assured him that we would do it again, and hopefully with a much larger group. He said that he would love that and asked how many it might be.

    “At our last one, there were seventeen guys there, and I don’t think there was more than maybe five minutes that someone wasn’t having sex. It was constant between someone.”

    As we drove back, Joe said the closest he came to having sex with family was with a cousin when he was a teenager. He said he remembered seeing his dad’s cock and would have loved to suck it.

    Early in the week, dad called to asked how Joe enjoyed his weekend. I assured him that it was all he could talk about. I said that I had told him about the large groups we occasionally had there and he that he said he would love to be involved in one of those.

    “I think I just might have to schedule one, and invite Joe,” he said.

    “Dad, I enjoyed it also. You know I always enjoy sex with you.”

    “Same here, son. You’re the greatest.”

    True to his word, dad scheduled a large party for the lake house three weeks later. Besides Dad, Joe, and I, there were twenty-three other men ranging from twenty-one to fifty-two years old. Joe was like a kid in a candy store, not knowing which cock to go for first. On numerous occasions I saw Joe with a cock in his ass and mouth at the same time. But who am I to talk. I did the same thing myself, as did my dad.

    For me, one of the highlights came on Saturday afternoon, when dad and all the rest of the group circled around Joe and I. we were on our knees, our backs together and all the other men pissed on us simultaneously. I have always loved receiving a golden shower.

    That was over a year ago and Joe and I get together abut once a week or two. And one weekend a month we three way with my dad.

    Joe still wishes he had been able to have sex with his dad. He sees how close it has brought my dad and I.

    And to all you men out there that have the opportunity to have sex with your dad, do it. It’s something you will remember forever.

  • The Patient

    “Hey what the fuck, you’re just going to stare at it?” Alex blinked, and looked over. The patient was still detoxing, and the cloud of musk hung heavy in the tiny room. He was cuffed to the safety bed, dressed only in a thin hospital gown, which had become like a sheet of wet linen, revealing ever line and curve of the patient’s body, clinging to his drenched skin. The patient was sneering at him, his glaring green eyes, piercing right through Alex’s mind. The patient had a throbbing erection, which flexed, and jumped repeatedly, ever so inching the clinging fabric up the patient’s hairy thigh. Alex never understood why they didn’t provide a covering in this isolation room. Patient’s were only brought here under suicide watch, and required a single staff member to monitor, and observe. Alex never volunteered, but with the sudden shortage in the hospital, they mandated him to watch the patient for a full 12 hour shift, with only two breaks in between. He glanced down at his monitor, “shit”, it had only been two hours since his break.

    “Man, can’t you at least cover me up or something?” He looked down, and could now see the head of the patient’s throbbing dick, peeking out of the wet gown. He’d forgotten how sensitive some of the patients became, after being medicated. “I can’t engage, or physically interact with you. You’re in isolation.” He wasn’t even supposed to acknowledge the patient, but he didn’t want to come off as a creeper. “Fuck that, man, you know how it is. Would you want someone just watching you in my position?” “I’m sorry.” He tried to look away, but as the patient was talking, his movements had caused the gown to ride up even more, and he could now see most of the shaft, and balls. The patient was well endowed. He’d guessed at least seven inches. It was dark, and red, and dark, course hairs surrounded the balls, and extended up part of the shaft. The head was a little lighter than the shaft, but it could’ve just been the light reflecting off the sweat. He tried not to stare too much. “Ok, ok, how about you just look away for a few minutes, and maybe it’ll just go down?” The patient had a pitiful whimper to his voice. “You’re also on suicide watch.” Damnit, why was he even explaining himself?

    “You know I didn’t mean that shit, man. I had a moment of weakness.” “Well, words have power.” “Fuck that. I can’t go soft with someone watching me like this man, fuck.” “What?” “Aw man, shit. Ok, see, my girl and I always do it in public, cause I like to be seen, and caught. It’s fucked up, but I had to share a room when I lived at home, and I was always getting caught jackin off, and when I had a girl over. It just, I don’t know man, it’s just a thing now.” “Like your family would catch you?” “Shit yeah, everybody caught me. My family, friends, the neighbor, the housekeeper, delivery guy. I jack off like all the time, man.” “Did you ever think to go in the bathroom?” “Nah man, I had to share a bathroom, too.” “You ever hear of locking the door?” “Shit, when you have four brothers, you can’t keep those bastrds out, man.” The patient adjusted himself, fully revealing his groin area, and his dick stood almost straight up, now. “Shit, this shit ain’t goin down, man.” “I’m sorry, I can’t help you.”

    The patient groaned, and fell back against the thin, plastic pillow. The patient’s eyes had softened at this point, and he looked up toward the ceiling. “I remember this one time, I was 19, and I had just got done working on my car, and my girl wanted to come over, but I wanted to shower and shave, and clean up a bit. I had such a hardon, and my Dad walked by my room, while I was getting my shit together, and I turned around, just as he’s reaching in to close my door, with my dick just pointing right at him, and he just stood there, with this dumb look on his face, and then got like that proud look, you know?” He looked over at Alex. “No, not really.” “Fuck, well he just was beaming, and I didn’t even cover up, I just let him look at me. I jacked off in the sink, while the water was running, leaving the door open a bit, in case he wanted to watch me, but I guess he’d left. I just, wanted him to be able to see me, for some fucked up reason.” “That’s, yes, that’s a little fucked up.” “You ever just wanted to hear what people were thinking? Like, while you’re jackin off, or fucking your girl, and just get some feedback from people?” “You should go into porn, I’m sure you’d get a lot of feedback?” “No shit?” The patient’s face lit up, and he smiled at Alex. “You think I’m big enough for porn?” Alex noticed the patient’s dick was standing straight up, and his balls were tight up against the shaft. He’d triggered a compulsion. Fuck.

    “I mean, they tend to give people feedback about their…actions? I shouldn’t have said anything.” He bit his lip, nervous that the patient would form an unhealthy attachment. “Man, tell me more, please. What do you think about my dick though?” He was now flexing his dick. it arched up, and then fell back against the patient’s stomach. He squirmed a bit, as the gown creeped up, even more. Alex could now see all of the patient’s lower body, up to his lower ribs. He was glistening, with dark, curly hairs covering his groin, and parts of his thighs, and legs, tapering up his abs, and disappearing under the wet gown. The patient giggled, like a child, and swished his hips back and forth, making a tapping sound, with his dick shaft, slapping on both sides of his hips. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum soon, can you cover me back up?” Alex sat there, wondering what the outcome was going to be. He was crossing too many lines already. Would this be too much of an interaction? What if the next staff reported him?

    He felt anxious all of a sudden, but slightly aroused by what was happening. He would never cross boundaries with a patient, and found their behaviors detestable, but this was on a another level. This one was putting on a show for him. Just him. “If I cover you up, you can’t tell a fucking soul about all of this.” “Nah man, I promise, just hurry up though, I’m so close.” The patient was biting the inside of his cheek, and Alex got up, not wanting to reach over the patient, to get to the other side of the bed. He was trying to carefully pull the fabric, that had tucked under the patient’s side, the hot smell of musk and body odor hit him like a brick. “Can you push up a little, so I can get the gown untucked?” The patient bit his lip, and arched up to give him room, and then let out a low growl, and came like a hose.

    Alex only noticed the first blast of clear pre cum, because they shot up, right in front of his face. He thought the patient was peeing, because it was so thick. He tried to cover the patient in time, but a couple blasts of thick white cum splattered on his arm, and hand, and he jumped back, leaving the patient fully exposed, and writhing like an animal, on the plastic mattress. “Fuckkkkkkkkk,” the patient moaned, softly, grunting, and whining, as his dick arched up and down, shooting out the thickest load of cum Alex had ever seen. He was mesmerized, and also terrified, because the room quickly smelled of spunk, and the patient was now covered in sweat, and cum. “Fuck dude, fuck.” The patient was leaning all the way back, his dick still flexing up and down, as little bits of cum dribbled out. There was a long string of cum attached from the head, to the pool in the thick happy trail, and the patient was still biting his cheek. There was literally cum everywhere, and Alex just stood there, amazed. This dude should definitely do porn.

    He stood there, not knowing what to do. He calmly pulled at the patient’s gown, and lightly draped it over the patient’s sweaty body, quickly getting back to his seat. He forgot about the cum on his hand and arm, and looked around for somewhere to wipe it off. There was a bin with an extra gown, and a bath kit, which he used to wipe himself off, and then started to wipe at the mess. The patient had shot cum over his head, and there were drip spots down the wall, across the patient’s shoulders and pillow, down his sides, and almost the entire gown looked like it had a white glaze. “Fuck dude, that was…wow, I haven’t been able to cum in over a month. That shit messes up your system, holy fuck. I came like a fuckin horse.” The patient was glancing down, admiring his mess. His dick was still hard, but now draped down his side, the wet gown clearly revealing his throbbing shaft. His balls had dropped back, and were now hidden under the wet fabric, and dark hairs, out of view, between his glistening thighs.

    Alex did the best he could, but you could still smell the spunk and odors in the air. “Do you want to change gowns? I would need to unlock one wrist at a time.” “Yes, man please, get me out of this fucking thing.” He brought out a fresh gown, and put in the code, freeing the patient’s right wrist first. “Fuck, thank God.” The patient shimmied the gown down his shoulder, and Alex helped him pull his arm through the short sleeve. He hadn’t noticed how muscular the patient was, and there was only a single tattoo over his right nipple. A cursive S, with an arrow through it, or it looked like an arrow, through the light patch of hair. “What does the tattoo mean?” “Oh, that’s personal.” “Really? After you just shot a load from space, in front of me?” The patient laughed. “It was my for my ex. Her name was Sparrow.” His eyebrows raised, and he nodded, waiting for the reply. “Oh, I get it.” “Yeah, stupid. But I just never afforded to have it removed, due to, you know, my other choices of spending.” “I hear ya.” Alex walked around to get the gown. Hearing a fapping sound, he turned to see the patient, vigorously jacking off.

    “What?” “Man, fuck off, I need to unload again, I don’t know when my next chance will be, shit.” He was breathing heavy, and in a matter of seconds, fell back, letting go of his dick. Alex stared, as the patient shot another large load, this time, hitting himself in the neck and face. “Ah, shit, fuck yeah.” The patient was smiling, with his mouth open, as cum splattered up his hairy body. “ah, ha, God damn.” He was breathing heavy, and grabbed his dick, slowly jacking it up and down, oozing out the rest of the load. He was humping into his fist, and looked down, grunting, “oh fuck.” He quicker his motion, and grunted out a significantly smaller load, that dribbled down his shaft and fist, pooling even more at the base. “Fuck, I’m done.” The patient closed his eyes, and lay back against the plastic coverings. “Oh my God.” Alex grabbed the bath kit towels, he’d left on the floor, and hurriedly mopped up the rest of the cum. “This is why I should’t have even engaged.” “Man, I owe you big. This is the best I’ve felt in forever dude. I think I’m in love with you.” The patient giggled, and draped his arm over his face. “Ok, that’s a little much.”

    Alex dropped the towels on the floor again, guiding the patient’s hand through the opening of the clean gown, and securing his wrist again, clicking the band closed. “Man, no for real, I just came three times, what the fuck does that mean?” “It means, you had a dry spell, and you’re over stimulated from your meds. I’m just the guy making sure you don’t kill yourself.” “Fuck that, no one has ever made me cum that much.” “You made yourself…cum.” Alex was irritated he was even engaging, but he had to keep the patient calm, so this wouldn’t become an issue. “Man, I fucking love you, for real.” The patient was giggling again, as Alex unlocked the left wrist band, and quickly pulled the gown down his arm, tossing the wet fabric to the pile of cum soaked linens.He guided the patient’s wrist through the other opening, and pushed the gown up over his shoulder. He secured the patient’s other wrist, and noticed the patient was still hard, after all of that. He pulled at the extra fabric, lightly tucking it in at the sides, and getting back to his chair. The patient just stared at him, his piercing green eyes, were now soft, and relaxed. “Thank you.” “It won’t happen again.” “I know, but for real dude, thank you. I needed that.” He tried to look away, but those fucking green eyes just stared right into his soul. “You’re welcome.”


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  • Sweet Chrissi

    A top Chrissi was not. While some gay men liked to be the top Chrissi didn’t. He rather liked being the object of men’s amorous attentions and being pursued then pleasing them when they treated him right. While Detroit could be a rough City for cutie like Chrissi, he still found it to be better that his sleepy little town in Georgia that he left behind.

     Chrissi found D-Town was exciting culturally diverse and had a thriving LGBTQ community were he quickly found and made friends who accepted him. His best friend JJ who he met in a Facebook group used his connections to help help find a job and home after he left his home in Georgia. While his first place was a mouse infested efficacy unit and the McJob slinging greasy burgers sucked Chrissi used talent for cutting and styling hair that he learned from his mom and from cosmetology classes he he took in school to get a job as a pet groomer then upgrade to a better apartment without mice.

    Shortly after Chrissi got his job at the Pet Palace he met Steve in a cafe, that acted as a day spot for the LGBTQ community called Gay Paree Cafe’ and Sweet Shoppe. Standing at about 6’ with dark brown hair and well dressed and always wearing a pair of retro Ray-Ban that like the kind Roy Orbison wore . Chrissi found himself unable to take his eyes off Steve only problem was Steve was blind and didn’t notice him, but Chrissi didn’t let that stop him.

     Realizing Steve’s could hear, and smell, Chrissi began putting on a very small amount of  perfume every time he went to the cafe’ and discovered meeting him was easier than he realized. Always making sure to walk past and say hi at some point during his visits Chrissi found he caught his attention one day while placing an order. A lover of sweets Chrissi often ordered cakes or pies to go with his Latte’s but on this day Steve who was waiting in line with him said.”You should try strait black coffee with the German Chocolate cake it makes the cake stand out Chrissi. It’s Chrissi right?” Normally Chrissi would have been a bit stunned that a man he’d only said hi to would know his name, but the Barista always called people up for their order by first name which is how Chrissi had learned Steve’s name. “Okay Steve I’ll give it a try.” Chrissi replied. Steve then told the Barista to put Chrissi’s order on his bill and invited him to his table.

    Focused entirely on Steve , Chrissi barely tasted his order and spent his time getting to know Steve. After the formalities in which Chrissi learned Steve was a lawyer and enjoyed making homemade wine Steve asked him to describe his appearance. “How do I do that ?” Chrissi asked and Steve told him don’t worry about colors and to just tell him how he was built and what he had on. “Oh okay I get what you mean.” Chrissi said then took a breath hoping Steve wouldn’t be put off by his fem appearance and began describing himself. “Well right now I’m in a pair of lo top tennies, knee high rainbow socks Daisy Dukes and a tube top that shows my belly. I have slight build and stand about 5’8” and I have medium length brown hair.  Smiling Steve leaned in closer to Chrissi and said in a hushed voice“Mmmm…You sound like a sweetheart. I take it your a bottom.” Then followed up asking “Would you like to come to my my place Chrissi”

    Chrissi didn’t hesitate to accept Steve’s invitation. After a short ride in an Uber Chrissi found himself in Steve’s home. Once on the couch and drinking rum and colas with Steve while listening to the local radio station Chrissi started to become more comfortable and the conversation began to get lusty. “So what got you to bring me home Steve?” Chrissi asked, and at length Steve explained how he loved fem sissy boys but quite often his dates backed out of sex because his cock was quite big.” Turned on Chrissi felt his own little 4” dick become erect and asked  “Then Steve nervously asked “Can I touch you Chrissi?”

    Hungry for dick Chrissy reply uh..hu..and without hesitation Steve had his hands on Chrissi. Steves feather light touch felt delicious, and hearing him say how he loved his smooth legs and the way he lightly perfumed himself and wore a slutty outfit as he touched every part of him

    made Chrissis heart flutter. Chrissi’s jaw soon dropped in awe when Steve undid his pants and pulled out his monster cock. Without coaxing Chrissi wrapped his hand around it saying “I’ve never seen one this big in real life.”to which “Steve replied its okay I haven’t either causing Chrissi to giggle. Then he began jacking it off .

    Chrissi had Steve’s cock iron hard. Not wanting to loose the moment Chrissi hurriedly took his cloths off after helping Steve with his then went to work sucking his cock and trying to take it down his throat. The smell of Steve’s nether regions, his moans and words of encouragement was pure bliss for Chrissi. His dick ached for release but he was to busy holding  his lovers monster cock while caressing his body with his free hand. Sensing this Steve temporarily  stopped to say “Lets lay on the rug”. Then with a deftness one would not expect of a blind man he positioned Chrissi to his side and maneuvered himself into a 69 position.

     While no expert at deep throating Chrissi did his best, and having Steve sucking his little cock at the same time egged him on causing him to whimper as he sucked Steve’s engorge shaft. As he continued sucking Chrissi felt Steve stop sucking him and stiffen. Encouraged he sped up and soon Steve’s balls contracted sending gout’s of cum up his shaft filling Chrissi’s mouth full warm salty pungent cum nearly choking him. “Shit don’t stop!! Keep on sucking Chrissi baby!!” Steve cried out as Chrissi worked his cock and swallowed as much of his cum as he could.  Not the kind of man to leave Chrissi hanging after catching his breath Steve got right back to work sucking his tiny dick while putting his finger in Chrissi’s asshole . The pleasure was to much causing Chrissi to moan and grind his hips just before he shot a hot its load into Steve’s mouth. After swallowing every drop as Chrissi had done Steve turned around and lay behind Chrissi cuddling him. As they lay in the after glow of sex Steve remarked “Mmm…Your cum is so sweet and yummy I could get hooked on you.” Chrissi laid on the carpet in silence a few moments just enjoying the feeling of being wrapped in Steve’s arms before responding “If you treat me right you can have it anytime.” Then drifted off to sleep.

    After a short cat nap a snack and some music Steve started kiss ing Chrissi. He loved having Steve tongue in his mouth and eagerly sucked it. As Steves hands wandered down to his groin he found Chrissi’s dick had become stiff again an began jacking him off. Feeling a bit self conscious Chrissi said “I wish I had a bigger dick for you.” Steve chuckled a bit saying “No I like your little boy clitty. I want to mount you and fuck your sweet ass in my bed nice a proper.” then added “Don’t you worry I’ll get it nice and relaxed for you.

    Trusting him Chrissi followed Steve to his bedroom and climbed onto his Queen Sized bed as Steve went through his closet and returned with a small leather bag. “Whats in the bag.” Chrissi asked curiously to which Steve replied “Oh lotions, lubes, and various implements of pleasure. To get your ass relaxed enough for me to give it a good fucking.”

    And at that Steve produced a bottle of lotion some coco butter Lube that said extra slick and 3 vibrating dildos that went from small to nearly as large as Steves dick which he laid out neatly on his night stand and then turned out the lights leaving the room pitch black and said I think your going to enjoy it more. At that Steve climbed into the bed with Chrissi saying turn over on your belly. Once on his belly Steve began with message using an oil that warm as he spread it and messaged it into Chrissi’s back and worked his way down his legs. Chrissi began to feel his muscles relax as did Steve who then began to message Chrissi’s anus before spreading his cheeks and giving him a rim job that caused him to roll his eyes and whimper with pleasure. Feeling Chrissi’s pucker dilate Steve then began to tongue fuck Chrissi’s ass. When Chrissi felt his anal muscles begin to relax Steve came up and said now it’s time to open you up a bit more honey.

     Steve grabbed his lubricant and after smearing a bit between Chrissi’s ass cheeks he put the nozzle in his anus and gave the tube a good squeeze filling Chrissi’s ass with lube causing him to squeak at the lubricants cold sensation. “Cold baby?” Steve asked rakishly then followed “Well were gonna get your little but nice and warm.” Which is when Chrissi felt Steve slowly insert the small vibrator then turn it on. The sudden start vibrating sensation nearly made Chrissi leap as it hummed against his prostate. Steve took his sweet time toying with Chrissi’s but causing him to moan in pleasure as he moved up in sizes on his vibrators until Chrissi was filled with the 10 incher and thats when Steve decided to replace it with his own 12” horse cock. While the 10” vibrator was big it was nowhere near the same in girth as Steve. Starting with a gentle but constant push Chrissi exhaled as he felt himself open to accept Steve who messaged his cock and balls while giving him gentle kisses on the back of his neck.

     Chrissi had never felt so full as he basked in the warmth of Steve’s cock. Steve began to to slowly move his manhood in and out of Chrissi causing him to moan “Ohh Ahhh!! OOH!! fuck it babeee” encouraged Steve began to pick up tempo and fuck Chrissi harder. Chrissi was soon dizzy with pleasure and began begging ooohh fuck meee. Grabbing hold of Chrissi’s legs for better traction Steve grunted and gave Chrissi a serious ass pounding. Oh I’m Gonna Cum!! Steve announced causing Chrissi to beg Cum in meee!! Granting Chrissi’s wish Steve gave two more solid thrusts and let loose a geyser . Feeling the warmth of Steve’s cum fill his ass Chrissi lost control crying out and bucking his sweet ass as his cock exploded as he felt more and more of Steves cum.


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  • Rod: A Trip to Florida

    I was sore everywhere I could imagine, as the blindfold was taken off and I got to see my three captors, since I was still tied up. It was a bit blurry at first, with cum still in and around my eyes from Rod and Jamal earlier.

    Jose appeared to be the ringleader, the oldest of the group by a fair bit. Hispanic, a bit hairy, and the longest dick of any of them, and uncut. Marc was probably next, although way closer to Andre’s age than Jose’s. Another Hispanic, with a massive dick head. That was definitely the one I struggled taking in my mouth. Andre was the youngest. Black, smooth, thick dicked, and very sexy body. I was breathing hard just looking at them as Jose spoke:

    “So I’m guessing you’ve figured out Jamal took Rod out to fuck him by the pool.” Jose laughed: “If you have any top left in you, my guess is your competition is cut out for you. I checked on them a while ago. Sound asleep, with Jamal’s dick deep in Rod.”

    He smiled: “So here’s the deal. We heard you were planning on heading out today, but that’s been changed. You two are here at least through late Saturday. And you do have one of the hottest rosebuds I’ve seen in a while, so rest assured nobody’s done yet. I suppose not all that surprising given all the dick you’ve taken.”

    “We’re gonna untie you, and you’re going to head out and lick Jamal’s dick until it goes hard again inside Rod. And you’re going to keep licking it until he wakes up and fucks Rod good, and cums in him again. Then you’re going to suck the cum out of Rod’s ass, as well as lick up whatever else you can get from Jamal. You’re going out stark naked. And whether or not we decide to fuck you more will depend on us, but consider yourself lucky if we do.”

    “We’re going to film the whole thing, as the sun comes up. So perform well. Jamal seems to have some long-term plans here, and we’re happy to help out.”

    I breathed deep. Marc told me to pace myself, as I tried to get my head around what that might mean. Andre smiled. He was half hard again already, as he squoze my left nipple. That was the first I had notice how much they must have bitten my tits as well.

    They went out with me, and watched and filmed as I followed Jose’s orders. Marc got in and pushed my face in deeper. Andre fucked me. And Jose had already figured out what was going to happen next.

    After Jamal came again, Rod was hard, and Jose had me face away from Rod and sit on his hard dick, while Jamal made sure it went in nice and deep, right to the pubes, as he also commented on how open my ass seemed to be. Andre made sure I went down absolutely all the way, and then Jose had me slowly fuck myself on Rod’s throbbing dick. “Push out all the cum you can. That should get Rod even hornier.” And with that they all made sure I long-dicked myself, right up until Rod started shooting, as he was being held down by Jamal. “Fuck. Look at all that cum oozing out, as well as flowing in.”

    Jose smiled, as the sun continued to rise, and breakfast started getting set out at the other end of the pool. “Keep pushing, as much as you can. There’s nutt flowing all up and down Rod’s cumming dick, and we’re going to keep filming you as you climb off, turn around, keep your ass up in the air, and enjoy your breakfast. Hell. Andre, go see what’s there to add to the mix, so the bitch can enjoy his meal.”

    Andre laughed and went over to investigate, bringing back both some chocolate syrup and some whipped cream. “Let’s let him start with the main meal though, Jose. I’m almost ready to bust again just watching all this shit.”

    Jamal chimed in: “My guess is this white boy will be all done fucking anything, maybe ever again.” Marc laughed, as he and Jose got me situated right at Rod’s crotch on the lounge, and spread my legs as I still leaked a bit. Jose then kissed me, and told me to eat up, as well as take my time and really enjoy it, as I started licking Rod’s cum-covered dick and balls. Some combination of Jamal kissing him and me sucking him already had Rod hard again, as the guys continued filming. Andre couldn’t resist anymore, and mounted me from behind and dropped one more load in me.

    I had turned total bottom, just trying to do my best to follow commands. There was so much cum all up and down Rod’ shaft, as both Jose and Marc pushed me down on it, making me gag a couple of times, twice gagging up some of the cum I was trying to swallow, with it even coming out of my nose once. That got Jose horny, as he shot a load right on top of Rod’s dickhead, making sure I took some straight from his dick as well, and getting Rod horny enough to blow another load as well.

    I really was trying the best I could. Andre had shot again in my ass, and came around to feed me: “The bitch may not need the syrup and the whipped cream after all.” But of course all that did was get Jamal horny enough to help Jose coat Rod’s dick with both, and both Jamal and Jose took turns fucking my now whipped cream coated ass.

    As others woke up and came by to look, Jose made sure they took whatever liberty they wanted to, as they all made sure my face was almost as cum covered as Rod’s dick had been, and as they kept feeding me. Andre even ran over and brought back a spoon, which he and Marc used to feed me, out of my ass as well as from wherever else they could find it. Jamal was pleased, his biggest order seeming to just make sure I kept thanking them for taking care of me: “You can take a bit of a nap once you’ve licked up everything, bitch. But you know we’re not going anywhere for a while.”

    “And your response?” I thanked him. He made me tell them each what I was specifically thanking them for, which seemed to get them horny all over again: “Thanks for fucking me, Jamal. Thanks for letting me eat your cum, Andre. Thanks for pissing down my throat, Marc, and forcing me to swallow your huge dickhead.” The more I performed, the more they loved it.

    Jamal smiled and looked at Rod: “The bitch has potential.” And then he kissed Rod yet again, making sure I could see his long tongue fucking Rod’s throat, plus making very sure I heard Rod tell Jamal he loved him, “more than anybody, ever”.


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  • My Fisting Experiences: Mark’s Story

    This story – the seventh I’ve written – is the second part of Mark’s story and recounts when Carlos invited him to attend a fisting party.

    I know there has been a big gap between these stories but as with everything in life you need to be in the right mood or have the time or both. Being required to stay at home because of the corona virus has been my catalyst. I hope you enjoy the story and I’d appreciate your feedback.

    The usual warnings apply. This story involves sex between consenting adults. If you’re not over 18 or it is illegal to read this where you live, then please do not continue any further. You have been warned.


    I had shot a big load listening to Mark as he recounted how he had been fisted for the first time by a hot Latin guy, Carlos. The whole story so turned me on that as I slowly fisted Ed that night, I recounted the story to him. When I reached the point where Carlos had ridden Mark’s foot, I deliberately raked my knuckles over Ed’s prostate and he blew a big load all over his chest. And no sooner had he calmed down, I pulled my hand out and pumped my rock-hard cock into his soft and sloppy hole, spraying his guts with my cum. 

    When I told Ed that Mark was going to recount his trip to the fisting party, he said he wanted to be in on the call. So, a few days later I messaged him and suggested we get the next instalment by Skype. Mark took the hint and when we connected up, he was as naked as we were and was stroking his nine-inch uncut cock.

    * * * * *

    Mark resumes his story:

    Well boys after the amazing session I had with Carlos I flew home, but we swapped numbers before I left and we continued to text and chat with each other. As he predicted I developed the “itch” to stretch my hole. Getting fisted had been such a “full filling” experience that I went online and promptly bought some bigger dildos as well as a supply of Boy Butter. About a month later, Carlos sent me a message saying that a cruise club in the southern city was going to hold a fisting party and he asked me whether I wanted to go. As you can imagine, I was quickly online booking the flights and accommodation and making plans for a month ahead and for “widening my horizons.”

    My flight arrived about lunchtime and after checking into the hotel, I went out to a local sex store, Falcon Leather, Carlos recommended to buy a new supply of poppers and Boy Butter. When he suggested I get a big tub because I would almost certainly need it, I almost popped a load just thinking about the pleasure I was about the experience. I then went back to hotel to clean up, have a light dinner and rest before the party got underway later that night. Carlos was working at a local restaurant but suggested I head along first and he’d meet me there at 11pm soon after he finished work. When I asked whether he’d be missing the action, he laughed and said that’s when it would be really heating up. He also suggested I meet up with the guy who organised the party, David, to get the lay of the land.

    With some trepidation, I arrived at the club about 9pm. It was a warm summer evening and even at that hour shorts and a t-shirt (and a jockstrap) were more than sufficient and I carried a small backpack for my lube and poppers and a light jacket if it should turn cool later on. I checked in and after inquiring at the bar about the location of the party, I headed downstairs to the area known as the “dungeon.” I had no idea what to expect. When I got down there, there was an open area where three slings had been set up and large padded bench, and several rooms off to the side. One was occupied and I peered inside and saw a hot guy in his 30s being fisted in a sling. Surprisingly, his cock was hard and he was moaning and stroking his cock simultaneously as a thin older guy wearing leathers fisted his hole.

    I became mesmerised by the sight when a soft voice behind me said “Hello.” I turned around, almost embarrassed, and realised it was David. He was not difficult to spot – a friendly bear wearing a jockstrap and a red sash that said “party queen.” He was a stocky build, medium height, with some underlying muscle, but he wasn’t fat.

    “Hi, you must be David, my name’s Mark. A friend, Carlos, told me about this event.”

    “Ah, Carlos, yes I know him well – he’s got an amazing hole. He’s not here yet and you look a little nervous.”

    “Yes, he’s working tonight and will be along later but this is my first time to something like this. I’m from up north and feeling a little out of my depth, if you’ll excuse the pun.” David smiled. “Well, everyone is welcome here and call me Dave. Let me show you around.” He showed me the slings and rooms, and the padded play areas and a supply room.

    “Over here we have latex gloves for those who use them, and free cups and soft drinks put on by the club. There’s also pens so you can mark your lube container. Do you have yours?” I unzipped my back pack and handed over the tub of Boy Butter which Dave wrote “Mark” on side and lid.

    “So, Mark, how many times have you been fisted,” he asked as he handed back my lube.

    “Aaah, just once,” I sheepishly admitted. “Carlos was my first, but I’ve been practising with some bigger dildos and butt plugs.”

    “Well, we were all like that once so don’t fret. We need to get you caught up so you’re no longer feel `out of your depth.’”

    He smiled and then popped the question I was dying for him to ask: “Can I fist you? My hands aren’t big and it’s probably a good way to get you started for the night.”

    I nodded – maybe a little too eagerly – and he directed me into one of the sling rooms.

    “Normally people leave the door open – many of us are exhibitionists – but given you’re new to this scene and want to relax, I’ll close it,” Dave said. “Hop up into the sling and get comfortable. If it’s ok with you, can I fist you without gloves? My hands are super clean and my nails are super short – I love the feeling inside a hole.”

    Something about Dave’s demeanour made me sense that I could trust him to respect my borders, so I agreed. I took off my t-shirt and shorts revealing my black BIKE jockstrap and hopped up onto the sling. Being in a sling was a different experience to being on a mat on the floor when Carlos had fisted me – having your feet suspended was far more relaxing while David was sitting on a stool and looking me straight in the eye. He put some paper towels under my arse and some newspaper on the floor. He opened my tub of lube and gently began applying it to my hole. As the first couple of fingers entered me, I let out an audible sigh of relaxation. To this day, I still love feeling the first couple of fingers entering my hole and swirling around inside me.

    Dave certainly knew his way around a hole. He was working more lube into my arse with slow but steady movements. About five minutes later, when he got up to four fingers, I took my first shot of poppers and felt the wave of warmth spread over my body. I sighed loudly again and Dave smiled.

    “Did you say you’ve been using bigger dildos.” he asked. Lost in a popper haze, I smiled and nodded. “I can tell, your hole is opening up really well” and when he added him thumb to the mix, I took another deep inhale of poppers and waited for what I had lusted for since I was first fisted – the descent into pure bliss. Dave pushed and then eased back, each time slowly getting closer and closer. When his fist slipped into my hole soon after, it was a beautiful smooth motion. He rested for a minute and I smiled the biggest fist fuck smile ever. Unlike the first time when Carlos fisted me and I almost panicked, this seemed so natural, so right.

    I took another deep inhale of poppers and with my inhibitions gone, I begged Dave to fuck me. And fist fuck me he did. Dave was a fisting expert. He played my hole like it was an instrument – sometimes turning and running his knuckles over my prostate, causing me to shudder every time.

    “Oh Mark, you have a beautiful hole. It feels so silky smooth. Do you like what I’m doing to you?”

    “Oh yes, I love it so very much. But I want to be fucked, please fuck me.”

    Dave smiled and then he began a slow, gentle fucking motion. At first the pushing and pulling was just inside my hole but as he continued and I relaxed, he eventually pulled right out and pushed back in. As his fist re-entered my hole, my mouth opened wide and a groan of ecstasy from deep within my body burst forth. When he did it again and then again, I literally saw stars.

    “Yeah take that fist. It’s going to be really sloppy by the time Carlos sees it later tonight! Do you want a sloppy hole, Mark?”

    I could only nod. My mouth was gaping wide and my head was rocking from side to side as Dave fucked my hole with his fist. This was not punch fisting – Dave’s fist remained coned – but for a novice like me the effect was the same.

    After what seemed an eternity of delirious ecstasy, Dave sensed that I needed a break. He slowed his pace before gently coming to a stop and withdrawing his hand. As I gained my breath, I opened my eyes and Dave was smiling. “Mark, that was a privilege. I know I didn’t take your cherry, but I think I’ve taken you to a new level.” He reached across and gently kissed me.

    I thanked him profusely as he cleaned both me and floor beneath before helping me out of the sling. I sat down on the stool for a moment as I regained my bearings before standing up and stretching my legs.

    “Thank you so much Dave. That was amazing. I’d love to return the favour but I think I need a rest and a drink, and it won’t be lemonade!” I gave him a big hug and then left the room.

    In the time I had been with Dave more people had arrived. The other sling rooms were now busy but I decided to go upstairs and get a drink – I felt like a whiskey – just to relax and check out the rst of the club. After finishing my drink and checking out some of the dark rooms and individual rooms across the ground and upper floors, I returned to the basement.

    In the time I had been gone, a lot more people had arrived. My jaw dropped when I entered the main area. The three slings outside the rooms were now in use and three hot guys were getting their holes turned inside out. They were nothing like the images of who you were thought might be into fisting. One was in his 20s, another in his 30s and one maybe in his mid-40s. The guy in his 30s was black. They were all hot studs and either lean or muscular. I’m certain I recognised the guy in his 20s – may be a rugby player, I wasn’t sure.

    The moans, groans and repeated refrain of “oh my god” and “oh yeah, fist my hole” gave me an instant hard-on. As you boys know, when my cock gets hard, it’s pretty obvious. From my right, a plaintive voice said: “Please sir, I’d love to suck your big cock.”

    I turned to the right and on a large padded bench, a young guy was on all fours getting fisted from behind. His mouth was wide open, his tongue hanging out. I walked over, pulled my jock strap aside and let him go to town on my 9-inch pole. The guy getting fisted was in a blond haired preppy guy in his early 20s, with a padlocked collar around his neck. He had the most preppy look ever while the guy behind him was a fit and furry daddy-type in his 50s wearing leathers.

    Despite the workout his arse was getting, he expertly sucked my cock, running his tongue up and down the underside of my cock from my balls up to the tip of my hooded meat. He would alternate between teasing my cockhead and foreskin, sucking on my balls, and deep throating my whole cock. I’d never had such a good blowjob. When the daddy started punching his hole, he had to stop sucking me off. I took the opportunity to move behind him to admire the view. His hole was, to say the least, destroyed and sloppy. I couldn’t believe someone so young had developed such a man cunt. The daddy offered for me to take over, but I declined as I said I needed to take a piss.

    “Did someone say they need to piss – please sir, let me drink your hot man piss,” the preppy guy pleaded.

    I had never pissed on anyone but took up position. Given I was still sporting half-a-hardon, it took some concentration to get the piss flowing. But once it did, the preppy guy latched on to my cock and directed the flow all over his face and hair and into his mouth. It went everywhere, but he gulped down lots of my golden piss as well. When I finished, he put my semi-flaccid cock back in his mouth, and purred like a cat. It was so fucking hot. With that the daddy decided the preppy kid needed a break and we both cleaned him and the floor up with paper towels.

    The preppy kid introduced himself as Matt and thanked me for quenching his thirst. When I said I was a friend of Carlos, he smiled. “I would love to have a hole like his – his expertise with feet is amazing.”

    “From what I can see you’re doing very well and you certainly aren’t far behind!”

    Almost as if on cue, Carlos appeared looking as hot as ever. He was wearing a hot Aussie Bum jockstrap that accentuated his hot buns.

    “Hi Carlos,” Matt said, “I’ve just met your hot new friend Mark – I’ve already drunken his piss; tasted amazing.”

    “Oh, he’s one hottie alright,” Carlos replied before turning to me and with a big Latin smile and accent said: “Well, I’m glad to see you’ve been busy. It’s great to see you again Mark.” We hugged and then began to passionately kiss. Sensing his cue, Matt tapped us both on the shoulder and said he’d see us later.

    Carlos took my hand and led me way, up to the second level and to a small room he opened with a key, where I could see his backpack. “I rented a room. I wanted to spend some quality time with you alone before we head back to the party.”

    We resumed our passionate kissing and lay down on a large vinyl padded bench, our hands and mouths exploring each other’s body, cocks, balls and arses. After 15 minutes of massage and sucking cocks, Carlos was keen to explore further.

    “Let me look at your hole Mark, I want to see what progress you’ve made.”

    I flipped on to my hands and knees and pushed my arse up towards his face, pulling my arse cheeks apart with my hands. Now he could see that what was once a tight pucker could wink at him.

    “I’ve been practising with my dildos and butt plugs and Dave opened me up earlier,” I said with great pride.

    “Oh Mark, I can tell you’ve been fisted. You have such a beautiful hole – it’s coming along nicely, very nicely indeed,” he said. And with that he put his middle finger in his mouth and gently pushed his spit lube finger it in my hole. I groaned with pleasure, especially when he swirled it around and tickled my prostate.

    But I didn’t want this to be just about me, so I carefully turned over on to my back and slid under Carlos so I could see his hole and return the favour. So as Carlos continued to finger fuck me, I pulled his arse down towards my face and pointed my tongue at his hole. As my tongue touched his hole, it literally flowered before me and I licked deep inside him.

    The sensations were too much for Carlos, whose back and body arched backwards, pushing his hot hole into my face.

    “Oh yeah, get your tongue inside my man pussy, get it nice and wet.”

    When the initial sensation passed, Carlos leant forward, pulled my legs back and put his face into my arse, swirling his tongue around my pucker. As our tongues explored and probed our respective holes, it was the hottest 69 rimming I had ever experienced.

    It wasn’t long before our fingers were exploring the other’s hole. While Carlos could easily take several fingers with just my spit for lubrication – and was loving the feeling – he sensed that my hole needed more. He disengaged for a moment and he pulled over our backpacks, giving me his lube while he took mine. And he gave me my poppers, and a paper towel to hold them.

    He then moved back into a 69 position and with the addition of more appropriate lube, we resumed playing with our holes. I knew Carlos could have easily taken a fist very quickly, but I decided this was going to be no race. As he went from one finger to two in my hole, I did the same to him. After about 10 minutes, we were both were coning five fingers and sensing what was to come, we both paused for a moment, took a long snort of poppers in each nostril, and resumed exploring our holes. A couple of minutes later Carlos entered me for the second time as my hand slid into his hole. We both let out a collective groan of pleasure.

    It was amazing to look up and see my hand up to the wrist inside Carlos’ stretched hole at such close quarters. It was so fucking hot to see the lips of his hole extend out as I pulled my fist backwards. Beautiful as this close up view of his hole was, it didn’t give me the access I really craved and I suggested to him that we each get on our backs lying next to each other, top and tailing. We disentangled ourselves, both took some more poppers, and lay down next to each and continued to play.

    It was mirror fisting. If I twisted my hand in Carlos’ arse, he did the same to me. If he vibrated his fist in my hole, I did the same to him. And when I pulled out of his hole and pushed my fist back in, he did it back to me. And so began the most glorious and exquisite fisting, punching each other’s hole. It still makes me tingle thinking about it, several years later. When Carlos stopping coning his fist, and pushed it in knuckles first, I had to pull my fist from his hole as my head lifted off the mattress in sensory overload.

    Carlos took the opportunity to slide around, lift my legs up and resume fisting my hole, pushing his fist in and out. Between groans and moans, I just managed to ask Carlos what my hole looked like.

    “Believe me, it’s a man pussy now. It’s what you’ve always wanted isn’t it?”

    “Oh yeah, make me a man pussy. Make it as sloppy and loose as your hole.” The admission and the plea seemed to push me over the edge and as Carlos’ fist went in and out of hole, I began to experience my first full body anal orgasm. My body began to shake so much that Carlos had to slow down and slowly lay me back down before gently removing his hand. As I lay there in the after-glow of the most overwhelming physical sensations I had ever experienced Carlos lay next to me and gently ran his fingers over my body. Even these gentle touches made me twitch, my body was so electrified. We then sensuously kissed and hugged.

    About 10 minutes later he asked: “Do you want to go back downstairs and check out the party. It will be in full swing now,” Carlos asked. ” Oh yes. I want to see what else is on offer,” I replied.

    Heading back to the basement, we ran into Matt. “Hello lover boys. You’ve just come back at the right time. We’re going to build a fist chain. Everyone is invited – do you want to join in?” Carlos looked at me and a devilish look came over my face. I smiled back. I had found my calling.

    And so it was that 12 super-hot men formed a circle and one after the other we put our right fist into the hole in front of us. Matt slid his fist into my hole and I put mine into the hot black guy had seen earlier in the night. The black guy had his fist in the 20-something guy, I’m now certain was a well- known national rugby player, while he was in turn fisting Carlos, who had his hand inside Dave.

    I was fascinated watching my hand go in and out of the black guy’s hole, the contrast of his dark skin and the pink of his man cunt was a big turn on.

    The fisting was like what I had experienced with Carlos earlier, but on a much bigger scale with the furry daddy who had fisted Matt delivering poppers to everyone. A wave of techniques would move around the chain. I loved it when we began fist punching. The groans and moans must have been so loud that it drew a crowd from throughout the club who came to watch and cheer us on.

    They were so turned on by the scene that they were soon all wanking their cocks and we were all soon drenched in load after load of cum. What a way to finish the night! I had become a fist pig and I loved every minute of it.

    * * * *

    Mark’s telling of story over Skype had got us all heated up. All three of us had chosen to sit on big dildos and as we rode them up and down, stretching our holes, we each shot a massive load.

    “So, boys, when are you coming to a party?” Mark asked.

    I looked at Ed and he looked me and we both replied: “Very soon!”


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