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“No! Don’t you do it, Lukas! I swear I’ll kill you!” Jared yelled with his arms extended, his palms out, backing up a few steps away from Lukas.

“Kill me? Trust me, that’s the last thing you’ll want to do,” Lukas smirked. He raised out his right arm, his fingertips extended. His face became like stone, his head tilted slightly down but his eyes looking up. He looked menacing as he concentrated all his thoughts on Jared.

“God, please, Lukas. Please! I’m fucking begging you!” Jared pleaded with everything he had. Tears formed on his eyes before he began to wail.

Lukas ignored his pleas. His eyeballs trembled as they rolled up inside his head, only the whites of his eyes can now be seen. His smirk becomes more of a diabolical smile.

Jared starts to feel a tingle emanating from his hands and the sensation moves up his arms over his shoulders and cascades down his torso on both sides, front and back, into his groin and ass, down his legs and into his feet. His face feels hot and then it too tingles. He looks down at his hands, flipping his palms over and then back. Then he runs his hands over his chest, feeling waves of pressure close in on him. His wails and tears are gone, replaced with painful groans, his teeth clenched, his eyes clenched shut.

Lukas continues to send his transformative thoughts to Jared. Those thoughts will mold him into what Lukas desires him to look like. They will change his personality, his mindset, his whole life.

Jared feels his body changing. His bones are lengthening. His muscles are swelling. The sounds of clothing ripping at the seams. It’s painful but also there is a sensation of heaviness. Lukas knows if he wanted, the transformation could happen without the pain or even without Jared’s knowledge at all. No one would notice and it would alter reality to be accepted without question by everyone who knows Jared. But Lukas wanted him to feel it. Jared knew what was coming and it terrified him. Lukas liked that.

Jared’s height shot up from five-ten to six-five. His back widened, his traps thickened, and his shoulders became bulbous. His already developed chest expanded out forming to hard pillows of muscle. His biceps and triceps inflated and rounded out. His flat stomach became ripped with eight-pack abdominals. His legs became more muscular, hard, defined; his calves swelled and were cut. He felt his ass grow, becoming rounder, higher and more bubble.

Lukas was still in his transformative trance with his focus so intense, he was sweating across his forehead. He thought about stopping there but he decided to go for the head too. Jared was already an attractive guy with an athletic, lean body but Lukas thought he would look better as a blonde with Nordic features.

So, that’s what happened. Jared’s hair went from dark brown to blonde, a fade cut on the sides and longer hair on top, styled in a trendy side-part, the bulk on top swooped back. His features became angular, high cheek bones, cleft chin, and his eyes became iridescent blue.

Jared’s posture changes to a more confident stance. He’s no longer in pain. His clothing is now way too small and skintight on his now more muscular body.

One would think that being transformed into a Nordic god, tall, muscular, ripped would be a good thing. Maybe it might have been for Jared except for one thing that frightened him the most. He was well aware of Lukas’s power, that with the new body came a change in sexual orientation. Jared who was once as heterosexual as they come was now a transformed homosexual.

Lukas had the power to alter Jared’s memories, make him believe he was always gay, that he never had a girlfriend, this is parents always knew since he came out to them not long ago, in his own mind. But Lukas wanted him to suffer for what he did. He was going to leave his memories intact, just for a little while, but still change everyone else’s reality of him.

The transformation was complete.

Jared looked down at himself. His hands running over his body, feeling the changes made. His voice was deeper as he made startled gasps of shock.

“What have you done to me?” Jared screamed at Lukas. “Oh god! What have you done?”

“Made you better, asshole,” Lukas sneered.

“Why do I remember who I was?” Jared asked in a hurried, high-pitched tenor.

“Because I wanted you to remember. For now.”

“But why? Why would you do that?”

“So you would know what you did and that I was the one who did this to you,” Lukas told him with an angry tone.

“But, but I don’t want to remember. If you’re going to do this to me then change my memories!”

“Nope. Not gonna happen. Deal with it.”

Jared noticed his body was harder, muscular, more dense. He ran his hand through his now thicker hair. He noticed his height difference, taller than Lukas. His shirt had ripped at the seams as well as the ones on his shorts. His feet outgrew his shoes.

Lukas was very pleased with his work. He had transformed Jared from an above average nineteen-year-old frat boy into a gorgeous, blonde muscle-God. He was so striking that everyone would want to be with him. Lukas couldn’t help but salivate over his latest creation. He made him exactly the way he wanted. He had complete dominion over the kid and now he was going to have his revenge. He also found himself very sexually aroused. That was always the thing with these transformations. He was so good at making them all look perfect that it was hard not to want to just tear it up with each and every one.

Jared saw his reflection in a window. He turned quickly to a mirror on the wall behind him. His mouth dropped open; his beautiful blue eyes were wide. He was gorgeous! He felt his face with his fingertips. He could be a model.

Jared turned back to Lukas.

“Wait, why did you make me so…,” Jared started with intense curiosity.

“Hot? Why not?” Lukas shrugged.

“I assumed you would go the other way,” Jared confessed. “Turn me into a troll or something.”

“Oh, no. That wouldn’t be fair. How are you supposed to learn your lesson if you’re ugly?”

Lukas said condescendingly, “Believe it or not, I want you to enjoy your punishment.”

“I don’t get it.” Jared was still not used to his now deeper voice.

Lukas chuckled. “Let’s test you out.” He raised an eyebrow when he decided what to say, which was simply, “Adam Martin.”

“Adam Martin? What about him” Jared replied, confused ,wondering why he was asking about their frat brother that lived down the hall.

“What do you think of him? I mean, really think of him?”

Jared thought about him and for the first time he thought to himself that Adam was one of the hottest guys he’d ever known. Jared froze at the revelation, and he looked at Lukas with fear in his eyes.

“Oh my god,” Jared mumbled. “Oh, my fucking god!” he said louder. “You did it. You bastard.”

Lukas snickered and shook his head. “What? What’s wrong, Jared?” he smirked. “Tell me. What do you think of him?”

Jared’s eyes were dark. “You know what I think of him,” Jared said accusingly. “He’s…he’s fucking hot, alright?” he answered reluctantly.

“Hell yeah, he is,” Lukas agreed smugly. “Dude is stacked, right?”

Jared thought about this frat brother, Adam. The guy was built, he was handsome, he was gorgeous. He was a lacrosse player. Jared couldn’t help but think about Adam’s ass, how high and tight it was. His handsome face, thick dark hair, snow white smile.

Jared swallowed hard. He didn’t want to answer but he was being compelled, he realized.

“Yeah. He’s fucking beautiful.” He thought some more and slightly smiled. “His ass. “Damn, I’d love to pound the crap out of him,” Jared admitted. He knew he shouldn’t feel this way about a guy, just ten minutes ago he was only attracted to women. But he knew this was Lukas’s doing. He was no longer straight. He had a sudden urge to be with a man. Then he had a revelation explaining why Lukas did what he did.

“You made me irresistible, didn’t you? To dudes. Gay dudes.”

Lukas smiled. “And maybe a little irresistible to straight men, ones that may lean a little gay but just don’t know it.”

“Because…,” Jared paused while still getting the words out.

“Because you are going to be getting boned by a shit ton of dudes,” Lukas confirmed with a smirk. “That’ll teach you.”

“I know I should be angry,” Jared said, his mind foggy, as if in a dream. “But I don’t get why I should be.” He smiled again, becoming more comfortable. “Dude, I can have any dude I want?”

“You know it, stud,” Lukas patted him on the back.

Jared was still hovering in between his past reality and his current one. He remembered his girlfriends but didn’t understand what he saw in them. Why was he ever attracted to them or females in general?

“I think…I like that?” Jared asked not sure if he was meaning what he was saying. His past memories starting to fade.

“You like that A LOT,” Lukas assured him. “In fact, I thought we would go out tonight, have a little fun. What do you say?”

Jared smiled, “Yeah, Lukas. Let’s go out.”

“Good boy. Now, we can’t have you going out dressed like that.”

Lukas concentrated his thoughts onto Jared again. Jared’s shredded clothing transformed. His shirt became a tank top, and it grew over his torso, remaining tight and turning into black fishnet. It expanded down his torso but stopped a few inches above his waistline, allowing some of his abs to show. His shorts expanded down his legs morphing into skin-hugging, black spandex-denim leggings. Black, shiny, latex, calf-high boots forming over his feet. A sleeve tattoo appeared on his right arm covering the whole thing in tribal patterns. Black eyeliner now edged his eyelids making his bright blue eyes pop. He now looked like a sleazy bad boy on the prowl.

Jared looked down at himself then turned to the mirror.

“Holy fuck!” he exclaimed when he saw his reflection.

Lukas smiled. “You like it?”

“Do I like it? Fuck, yeah, I like it! You know I like to dress slutty.” Jared commented like it was a known fact. He turned sideways and admired his muscular bubbled ass. His pants were so skintight, they showed it off perfectly. “Where are we going?”

“I’m going to show off my new boy. Take you clubbing. Some really hot gay clubs out there.”

“Right on, dude! I’m really in the mood to dance, man. Get drunk, grind on some hot boys.”

“Good. There will be a lot of that going on. By the way, you’re a power-bottom,” Lukas announced to the excited muscle slut. By now, Jared had lost his past memories, embracing his new reality.

Jared looked at him strangely and then a slow smile appeared. “Dude, everyone knows that,” he replied as if it were, again, common knowledge. But now that reality had changed, it was true, everyone did know he was a power-bottom.

“And tonight, you belong to me,” Lukas commanded hypnotically.

Jared was still for a second, the command sinking in. He then unfroze and stepped up to Lukas.

“I’ll do anything you want me to. You know that.”

“I know you will,” Lukas replied with a stroke of Jared’s cheek and then he went in for a long, wet kiss. “So, tonight, you be a good boy and do what I tell you.”

Jared growled in a sexy voice. “Of course. What were you thinking we’d do tonight?”

“I thought we would go dancing, get drunk, find a few hot boys.”

“Let’s go then, stud,” Jared said excited and, in a hurry, to get to the club.

“I have to change first,” Lukas told him. “Then we’ll go.”

Jared smiled at Lukas. “Lukas, your clothes are fine. You always look hot.”

“I wasn’t talking about changing my clothes, stud-boy,” Lukas grinned, rubbing his palms together, anxious to start his own transformation.

Lukas thought with his chin resting on his fist. “Let’s see. What to to be? Who to be?” he said out loud while pacing. “Hot jock? Cute geek; a Peter Parker type?”

“A DILF!” Jared inputted gleefully.

“Hmmm. That could be fun,” Lukas mused. He liked seeing Jared in his new body become excited and giddy. “Let’s make this interesting.”

“Yes! Show me what you got, dude!”

Lukas stepped back, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He began to transform while Jared watched amazed. Lukas grew taller, as tall as Jared. His musculature all over his body began to swell, it didn’t stop until he was equal to Jared’s size, bulging arms, inflated chest, tiny waist, developed quads, his body looked very similar to Jared’s.

Jared watched his body grow and mature. Lukas’s hair turned blonde like Jared’s. His face contorted and rearranged itself until he looked like an exact copy of Jared.

“My twin?” Jared asked stunned and ecstatic. “That’s so hot!”

Lukas held up a finger, gesturing him to wait. “I’m not done.”

His face started to age, fine lines here and there, a few wrinkles in the right places. He looked at Jared and grinned. “Come to daddy!”

“Holy shit! Dad?” asked Jared shocked again.

“You said I should be a DILF. Why not yours?” said Lukas with a shrug of his massive shoulders.

Lukas stood beside Jared in the mirror. He looked like an older version of Jared; he has become Jared’s father. Side by side, anyone would know they were father and son. He put his big arm around Jared’s built shoulder and pulled him close, hot dad and son, side by side, ready to hit the town, together, as a couple.

Jared looked at their reflections. “Dad, look at us. We’re fucking beautiful!”

“Like father, like son,” he winked.

They kissed passionately while at the same time, Lukas’s clothing transformed into more suitable attire for clubbing with his son. He loved to watch the transformation, so he released from this kiss and they both watched. A sleeve tattoo formed on both arms. His shredded pants morphed into skintight, black leather pants; black t-shirt molded tight to his hard torso and the sleeves stretched to their limit; black leather boots appeared on his feet.

“I think this will do,” said Lukas. “Let’s go and see what trouble we can stir up.”

Lukas grabbed his phone and his keys. He was actually excited for tonight. So excited that he could almost forget why Jared pissed him off and deserved having his life altered, his sexual orientation changed. He’ll have to deal with that later. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.

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The Professional Building Downtown, Tuesday 1:46 pm

Mattias had recently moved his family up to Millside Falls from Minneapolis. There, he had a small job in a big company. Here, it’s just the opposite, a big job in a small company. He liked the variety of work. It was more engaging. He liked the challenges. He had to learn things quickly and readily apply them. The small town was great for his family and the kids loved it here.

The biggest drawback was that he had lost all his connections in the city to other bi-married guys like himself. And man was he horny. Having a regular pal to release with was what he really needed right about now. But no such luck. At least not yet.

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The professional building downtown, where Matthias worked, had four floors of offices, run mostly by men. Oh, you can throw in a secretary or two, but the vast majority of the tenants of the building were men. Unbeknownst to Matthias, there were plenty of connections being made at one place or another, the hallways, the elevator, the coffee shop off the lobby, and of course, when needs must, the Men’s Restroom.

The building was set up so that the larger businesses took up the four corners of each floor. The smaller offices lined the hallways between. In the center of each floor were the elevator, the stairwells, and various storage closets for the cleaners. The men’s restroom was on the south side and the women’s lounge on the north side.

Each of the large businesses in the corner offices had their own private restrooms for their clients as well as a small one for their employees. But of course, none of the smaller offices had restrooms. They all had to use the building’s public restrooms. It was there that you ran into all kinds of people, all the time. No privacy. You basically went in, did your business, and left. No lounging around. No taking a cigarette break. No chats with friends. And certainly, not anything else.

Except on this particular day.

It was a really busy day and the afternoon would be even worse. After a hurried lunch, Mattias needed to relieve himself of the three cups of coffee he had had with his meal. “Why did I do that to myself?” he thought as he rounded the corner on his way to the Men’s Room and bumped right into another man hurrying by him.

“She’s in there cleaning,” the man said.

“Damn! Where else can we go?” said Mattias, venting a little of his frustration.

“Well you can go down or up one floor,” the man said. But when he saw Mattias’ eyes popping out of his head, he knew the younger man needed to go. Now! “Or… ” He looked around to see if anyone else was there. Then said in a lowered voice, “Hell, just follow me.” He grabbed hold of Mattias’ shirt sleeve and pulled him along. “There are toilets in the corner business offices. But of course, we’re not supposed to use them. They are reserved for their clients’ use only.” Then he gave Mattias a big smile and added, “But nobody around here knows you yet so you can walk right in. You can be their new client.”

Matthias chuckled right along with the guy. “Thanks, man,” Mattias said gratefully. “I shouldn’t have drunk so much coffee at lunch.”

“That’ll teach you,” teased the older man as he hustled down the corridor.

They arrived at the corner office, a large insurance firm. The man pulled open the door and motioned Mattias to follow him. “Hiya Mable! How’re tricks?”

Mable, a plump-faced middle-aged gal with bright red lipstick, blushed a little and giggled, “Oh you know, same ol’ same ol’ Mr. Quinn.” When he walked directly up to her, she looked around to see if anyone could hear her. When she deemed the coast was clear, she whispered, “I supposed you caught the cleaning lady in the Men’s Room, didn’t you?”

“That’s it in one, Mable,” Mr. Quinn replied. He pointed his finger toward the side hallway, where he knew the employee john was, waving a finger at himself and Mattias.

“Make it quick now. You don’t want me to get into trouble do you?” Mable said in her stage whisper.

Walking backward, Mr. Quinn teased, “I think trouble likes to find you, Mable.” Then he waved and hurried Mattias down the small, dark hallway. “She’s a peach. I’ll introduce you to her on our way back out.”

It seems this hallway leads to file cabinets, storage, and a janitor’s closet. It didn’t seem the right place for a restroom at all. But Matthias figured Quinn knew what he was doing. As they got to a random door at the end, Mr. Quinn clarified as he opened it saying, “This is the one for employees. That’s why it’s so dark.” He waved Mattias into the room. As he followed him in he said, “You don’t mind sharing do you?”

At first, Mattias didn’t know what he meant until he saw the restroom was meant for one. There was a john, a sink with a mirror over it, and a waste can. That’s it.

‘At this point, I just gotta go so bad,’ Mattias said to himself. Then he shrugged at Mr. Quinn and said, “No problem here.” He stepped up to the toilet, unzipped, pulled himself out, and let it fly. “Ah…” he couldn’t help but moan at the pleasure of the release. 

Mr. Quinn sidled up next to him and did the same. By the whooshing sound the two men made, you could tell, getting here was an urgent need for both men. 

Mattias looked down and over at the man standing next to him and smiled as his fire hose whizzed up a storm next to him. “Guess you needed to go as bad as I did.”

Mr. Quinn grinned back. Then he too looked down. He was hoping to check out what the younger man had going on down there. Glad the kid was curious too. Mattias stood, arching his back while holding his prick out and away from his body. He wouldn’t splash his suit trousers, doncha know. Quinn on the other hand was one of those men who let his cock hang there all by itself. It had enough weight so’s not to need a hand to guide it. It also had a bend to it, especially as he hardened, so it naturally arched slightly. Quinn squeezed his cheeks and arched his back to showing off his meat and ensuring his stream emptied in the bowl. 

Mattias intently watched everything Quinn was doing. He stared at that cock-stream until Mr. Quinn’s flow dissipated right down to a drip. Mattias watched the older man clench and produce several final squirts. Then there was something else. It really surprised Mattias. Quinn made no move to shake off any drips or to pack himself away. He simply stared down at his prick, letting it lay there.

Mattias focused back on what he was doing, stuff he did after a good pee. He made a few final squirts, shook it, letting any dribbles fly off. But as he was about to pack himself away, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

What Quinn had simply left hanging there a moment ago, was no longer merely hanging. No. It was much fuller, thicker, longer, sticking straight out now, pointing at the wall. Mattias got a little nervous now. Not sure what to do. But then he thought, ‘This could be just what the doctor ordered.’ And of course, his prick responded very quickly to that thought, not nervous at all.

Continuing to stare over at Quinn the whole time, Mattias took away his hand. He placed both hands behind his back, then arched it. Before too long, his dick filled out and became fully erect, all 8’5 inches of him. He checked himself out then returned his glance over at Mr. Quinn’s. He gasped. He couldn’t believe the continued growth of his cock. And in such a short time. The man was huge. It wasn’t that it was any longer than what Mattias had between his legs, but man, it was easily twice as thick. And what a nob on the end, bulbous and purple with excitement.

Mr. Quinn reached over, took a hold of Mattias’ engorged cock, and began stroking it. “You don’t mind do you?” he asked in a deep husky voice. Mattias couldn’t say anything. He merely nodded in response. He hadn’t expected anything like this to happen.

Quinn turned to face him and with his free hand started tugging on his ball sack. Then suddenly without saying a word, he knelt and took all of Mattias’ erection into his mouth and down his throat, all in one go. He worked it like the expert he was. Quinn never slowed or let up, but kept adding more and more intensity to what he was doing.

After only a short while, Quinn knew Mattias was about to blow. His scrotum began to shrink and pull those full balls up tightly. He then heightened his sucking even more. It didn’t take much more before he was rewarded with the explosion of warm, sweet man-seed erupting from Mattias’ quickly softening penis.

Mr. Quinn leaned away from Mattias’ stunned body and stood. His cock still protruded from his suit pants. But it was no longer hard, like before, but not quite soft enough to be tucked back in place either. Mattias gazed down at the floor and saw where Quinn had made his own deposit. Glancing back up into Quinn’s face, Quinn smiled and asked him, “You want a taste before I clean up?”

There was no hesitation on Mattias’ part. He wanted to let the man know he was up for this again. And in appreciation, he leaned over and bent down taking Mr. Quinn’s cock into his mouth. It tasted tangy and a bit salty. He slurped his tongue around the length, then the crown, cleaning all the drops that clung to him after his orgasm.

Mr. Quinn tucked himself away, zipped up, then straightened his tie and jacket. He bent to wipe up the floor, then the sink. Mattias put himself back together as well. He splashed some water on his face to cool down a little.

Quinn smiled over at Mattias and said, “I’m glad I judged that one right.”

Mattias chuckled and said, “Me too. Thanks, Mr. Quinn.”

Holding out his hand, he responded, “Call me Cormac, Mr…”

“Mattias.”

“Glad to meet you.”

“Likewise.”

They shook hands and left the small lavatory behind. After they said their quick “Goodbyes” to Mable and scooted out of the office. “Let me know the next time you’ve got to pee,” whispered Quinn as the men turned down different corridors to get back to their offices.

The continuing love story of Luke and Noah celebrating their first anniversary at their cabin with friends and family…. 

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I’m Lucas, called Luke by most people, my husband Noah and I want to share a fun-filled weekend we enjoyed with Noah’s brother McKyle and Jordan, a friend of ours, at our cabin nestled in a mountainous area of Southwestern Virginia. We had our cabin built in the heart of the Appalachian mountains with it sitting about 200 feet from Hungry Mother Lake. This is where Noah and I came to unwind from our stressful careers.  What we didn’t know what that a surprise would arrive that we were not expecting.

We were also excited about having McKyle and Jordan, joining us in the celebration. A little about us, I’m 5’7″ tall, 150 lbs., dark hair and hazel eyes. I’m not a big guy, but I’m strong and have a muscular body. Now my hubby Noah is tall at 6’4″, 230 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes and a killer body. His brother McKyle is 6’3″ 210 lbs, dark hair, blue eyes and also a killer body. Our friend Jordan is 6′ tall, 200 lbs, dark hair, blue eyes and a body to drool over.

Noah and I arrived a day early so we could get the cabin cleaned, all the food put away and have everything ready for when the guys arrived. The cabin has two bedrooms with king size beds, a large bath with a walk in shower, a huge combination living room/kitchen area which functions perfectly for entertaining. The living area has a massive stone fireplace which gives a warm, calming effect to the space. A large deck with lounge chairs and a hot tub adds to the ambiance of our home away from home you could say.

I was busy putting the kitchen in order when Noah came behind me, wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear ‘I love you Luke. I turned around and kissed him but the kiss became erotic as our tongues began to devour our mouths. “Noah, we can’t do this now, the guys will be here shortly.” “Man Luke I’m hot, I need some relief.” I looked at him with those puppy dogs eyes, got on my knees, pulled his shorts and his jock down. His huge cock sprang to attention which I began to stroke, caressing his balls. I looked up at him and he smiled. “You know what to do babe.” I began to lick around his girth pulling his foreskin back as a drop of precum surfaced. I took my tongue licking and enjoying his essence, sliding my tongue along the sensitive area of his dick when he began to spew a huge volume of precum and I just held my tongue at his cock head letting his sweetness excite my taste buds. I took his manhood inch by inch sucking him as he let his head move backwards as he responded to my oral skills. “Uh huh, man you can suck cock.” His words did it for me and I began my oral fixation of his huge cock. I couldn’t get it all down but I could get 8 of his 11.5 inches. I then started sucking on his hefty balls then back to his cock. I could tell he was close because his balls pulled up and I began bobbing up and down as he cried out “Fuck, I’m cumming babe, oh fuck yeah, mmmmmmm, yeeeeeeeeees! He unloaded a huge amount of cum with blast after blast of his delicious sweet nectar. I couldn’t swallow fast enough as some dripped out of the corners of my mouth. He pulled me up and kissed me sharing his seed which was something that I had to have on a regular basis. “Man Luke, you sure know how to take care of me.” “You know I love your cock and also your protein, now let’s finish up before the guys get here.”

We heard McKyle and Jordan pull up and Noah and I went outside to welcome them. When they walked in they were taken by the rustic appeal of our cabin. I showed them to the spare bedroom and then took them on a tour. We headed outside on the deck and Mckyle just sighed….”Man, this is definitely a little piece of heaven.” In a flash he was naked and running down to the lake and screaming as he hit the cold water. “Fuck its cold”. “Well guys we might as well join him.” We dropped our shorts and headed down to join McKyle. “Hey you guys, come on in, the water is cold but refreshing.” We all jumped in screaming like school girls and started horsing around, and soon McKyle grabbed my balls and said….”Nice Luke” I started laughing and said to Noah….”You better watch your brother, he likes my nutz.” We played for about an hour then headed up to the deck. “You guys relax, I’m going to make us some smoothies.”

I went into the kitchen and Noah and I had already made the smoothies with an added ingredient, our cum. I served the drinks to the guys and I noticed that Noah was laughing. I looked at him with a devilish smile. We all started drinking when McKyle and Jordan both said….”Man this smoothie is delish, how do you make it and what’s in it.” “Well, there is coconut milk, pineapple, banana, and pineapple juice along with Noah’s and my cum.” McKyle looked at Jordan, then looked at Noah and I and we all burst out laughing. Jordan replied….”Its delicious and we love cum so its the perfect drink and full of protein.”

So there we were all naked laughing and having a blast. As I looked at McKyle and Jordan, they both had nice cocks, but no one could touch Noah’s 11.5 inches. I was the luckiest guy on the planet.

That afternoon we went hiking, Jordan and I left the guys and went for a run. We met up at a designated spot we had chosen and then headed back for supper. I wanted to surprise McKyle and made barbecued baby back ribs, fried potatoes, buttered sweet corn and apple pie for dessert. It was getting really chilly out so I lit a nice fire in the fireplace, soft lighting and the atmosphere was perfect.

We talked for a few hours after supper and everyone was tired so we headed to bed. I crawled in next to Noah, he put his arms around me, feeling each other’s heartbeat. “It’s nice having the guys here to celebrate with us, isn’t it Noah? “Yeah it sure is, if only the rest of the crew were here.” “Come here Luke.” I snuggled up to him and he kissed me with an intensity that had me instantly hard. My eyes were focused on his chiseled body, arms of steel, huge pecs and abs that cradled my cum as I rode his cock many times. I moved my hands over his chest rubbing his nipples as he moaned in pleasure. Noah took my cock in his hand stroking it as our kiss became hot, wet, with our tongues entwined . “Noah lifted my legs and began to babble verbally, “Fuck Luke, your mancunt is puckered and so inviting.” “Well, what are you waiting for….put that custard launcher in me.” Noah stopped and started laughing, “Custard Launcher Luke, where did you come up with that title for my dick?” “I made that angel food cake with the custard and as I was preparing the custard, I thought about your cum, that it was like custard.” We both started laughing and then Noah stopped and just looked at me, I love you Luke with all that I am.” “Okay, now are you going to fuck me or what?” He placed his cock at my opening, pushing in slowly, he passed my sphincter as I gasped, while his huge manhood stretched me to my total fullness. He pushed inch by inch into my hole until he was about 8″ into me. “Uh Noah, give me all of it, you know I can take it.” He made the full push until his huge cock had totally consumed me. “Yes baby, oh Noah, now fuck me.” He began moving in slow motion and as I looked at him I could see his muscles tensed and then our eyes connected making me aware that I was blessed. I began taking every thrust, delirious in the sensations that were consuming my body. He took my hands in his holding them tight as he laid on my sweaty chest, skin to skin and at that moment I knew how much he loved me and how much I loved him. He began pumping his cock into me harder, then slower, then harder then slower. The bed was squeaking as Noah continued a rhythm until finally he slowed his pace, kissing me in a sultry hot manner. “Fuck yeah, Luke I’m going to cum.” “Give it to me babe, fill me with your seed.” “Oh geez, fuuuuuuuuuk, yeeeeeeeees, mmmmmmm.” Seconds later I came with a furry, hitting my face, lips, chest and then pooling on my belly button. He began feverishly licking up my cum and then snowballing it into my mouth and then sharing it as we kissed. Noah took me in his arms and held me tight as we drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning Noah and I took showers, then headed to the kitchen to prepare a breakfast of bacon, eggs, home fries, juice and coffee. MyKyle and Jordan set the table out on the deck and soon we were ready to chow down.

Just then there was a knock on the door and I said, “Who could that be?” I opened the door and there was Nickolas and Ted, Noah and I couldn’t believe our eyes. Ted is a close friend from another Country and Nicholas is Noah’s cousin. We hugged and then McKyle and Jordan came in and we were all hugging and carrying on. “Man, this is a total surprise, and Ted when did you get here.?” “Flew in last night and I had to be here for your first anniversary.” Look, we are just sitting down for breakfast, come and join us, there is plenty.” We sat down and man it was just awesome having all the guys together. Ted is about 5’10” 165 lbs., blue/green eyes and a hot toned body, Nickolas is about 6′ tall, 165 lbs. with the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, and a chiseled body.

After breakfast Nickolas and Ted got their bags and I told them that they could sleep on the sofa sleeper which is queen size. That night we talked and talked and I suggested we get in the hot tub. It was a beautiful moonlit night and perfect to relax and enjoy. We all stripped naked and got in the hot tub. “Ahh, this feels so good, and all this water motion is making me hard and horny.” McKyle shouted out. Jordan got close to him, tormenting him with a hot, wet mind blowing kiss. “Fuck yeah, I want your cock in me.” Next thing we knew Nickolas and Ted were getting it on. Ted and Nickolas were also moon struck as they were also frantically kissing and lost in each other. I looked at Noah and he looked at me and there were no words spoken but we knew these guys were loaded and their balls full of cum. “Hey guys, Luke and I are heading to bed, you guys have fun.

McKyle’s POV

After Luke and Noah went to bed, Jordan, Nickolas, Ted and I went inside, all of us with huge hardons. Without haste, Ted and Nickolas were on the carpet feverishly making out. Jordan and I were on the couch joining them. I stopped for a minute to watch Ted and Nickolas because they were putting on an amazing show. Ted took Nickolas’s cock deep into his throat as he caressed his balls. They were both into it verbally talking “Fuck yeah Ted, suck that cock babe” I looked at Jordan and said “Watch this, hey guys why don’t you come over here and suck our cocks?” Ted let Nickolas’s cock pop out of his mouth and looked at us with a naughty grin. In a flash they were both on their knees, Ted sucking my cock and Nickolas sucking Jordan’s.

After a nice cock sucking session, I told the guys that it was fuck time. The four of us got on the floor, Nickolas straddled Ted and Jordan straddled me. Our cocks were lubed and ready, the feeling of penetration put Ted and I in a frenzy, and as we were getting fucked, Ted reached over shoving his tongue in my mouth, wet and hot. At the same time, Jordan reached over mouth kissing Nickolas. We were all moaning, crying out sexual innuendos, filling the room with the essence of sex.

“Okay guys its time to get serious, Jordan shove your dick in me, Nickolas shove your dick in Jordan and Ted get over here and suck my cock.” Jordan was in heaven as he fucked me and Nickolas was fucking him. The scene was without a doubt porn worthy. Jordan was thrusting his dick in me while Nickolas was pumping Jordan and Ted was in heaven with my cock down his throat. It wasn’t long before Jordan unleashed copious amounts of his spunk into me and then Nickolas into Jordan, I cried out, “Fuck yeah Ted, swallow baby, take it all.” I shot so much cum into poor Ted that it was spewing out of the corners of his mouth. I reached down kissing him and sharing my man juice as Jordan and Nickolas joined in sharing kisses and cum. We all collapsed on the floor laughing as Jordan said, “Man, that was some hot fucking sex.” We all headed to bed feeling the aura of incredible man sex.

The next day after breakfast, McKyle and Jordan said they had to head into town and would be back shortly. Nickolas and Ted headed out on the deck to enjoy the hot tub. I called Noah and said, “Noah, check out Ted and Nickolas, they can’t get enough of each other.” “Luke, they are perfect together.

McKyle and Jordan got back and hurried into the bedroom and I looked at Noah, “What are they up too?” “No good, I’m sure.” We all went down to the lake and had more fun horsing around enjoying each other and Jordan said, “Man, this is what its all about, sharing our time together at the perfect time at the perfect spot.” Everyone was hugging and sharing the love.

That night after dinner. McKyle and Jordan went to McKyle’s jeep and came in hollering…..”It’s party time.” They brought a cake decorated with the words “Congratulations Luke and Noah On Your First Anniversary.” All the guys hugged Noah and I, then each one of them gave us gifts. McKyle and Jordan gave us a plaque that said. “All Are Welcome with Blessings….Luke and Noah.” The rest of the guys chipped in and gave us a “Trip to Dollywood” for two nights, including tickets and lodging.

I excused myself and went to the basement to get Noah’s anniversary gift. I came back walking into the living area with two kittens. Noah’s back was towards me and I called out to him, “Noah I have something for ya.” Noah turned around and the look on his face was priceless, “Luke, let me see them?” Noah was in seventh heaven and I said, “They are both boys, so what do you think of the names ‘Jagger and ‘Lightning” “Hmmm, those names are perfect.” “If you want to choose other names its fine.” “No Luke, I love the names.” “Well we are a family now.” Everyone gathered around loving the little kittens. Noah came up to me and kissed me for the perfect anniversary gift.

We finished the day in prayer, thanking God for bringing us all together for our celebration. After everyone left Noah looked at me and said, “Luke how lucky are we to have the friends and family that we have?” I walked over to Noah, wrapped my arms around him and said, “Our first year together Noah, I love you for the man you are, and what we are together.” We kissed, tenderly and lovingly, but it didn’t last long as the kiss became fierce with passion. We headed to the bedroom for our private celebration as Noah said “I have a present for you Luke, something big that you love.”

The next day everyone left, Noah and I cleaned up and then went lay on a lounge on the deck, wrapped in each other’s arms, I knew that every year we would be here at this place, a place that we both loved. Noah looked at me as we were squeezed together on the lounge, “Luke, I love you now and forever.” “I love you too Noah, always and forever.”

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Quote for Thought
“You are the poem I never knew how to write and this life is the story I have always wanted”

Thank you to all the readers who have read my stories, I am humbled by your kindness….Butch

The End…

Emma left the funeral alone. “Please, please, give me a minute and please don’t follow me”

Emma was devastated when she walked into her empty kitchen. Her eyes searched all the memories, familiar, happy, sad. She fell into a chair and shook violently. She couldn’t believe he was gone.

Seven years earlier, Joe woke the morning with hard wood after his fling with the doctor. He lay awake unsure of his feelings. His hard-on clouded his judgment. Joe smelled his fingers, cock, musk, man, as he violently jerked his huge cock. His ass was still swollen from the rough ride Doc gave him. His sore ass turned him on most as he jerked and smelled his fingers, shooting his wad directly into his waiting and open mouth twice, then his chin, chest and strings on his belly. He lay there, thinking about what he wanted, how he felt. Until now, it was all about pleasure. He missed Dell. Would he ever see him again? 

Joe wiped off and quickly dressed. He never showered before work and he knew today would be long and hard. He grabbed a biscuit as he heard the tractor roar outside. Joe ran out the door and watched Dell move toward the east field. Joe ran to him, excited, happy, anxious. Dell didn’t stop. Joe jumped on and tried to stop him. He grabbed him. They struggled. Joe turned the key off and they rolled off and onto the ground as Dell protested. “Get the fuck off me. Go away.” Dell tried to hide his tears. 

“You’re here. You didn’t leave me!” Dell replied, “your momma and daddy have been better to me than my own. I feel like they are my family. I can’t leave them, not just like that. People don’t do that to good people. I don’t know what I feel about you kid. I don’t know what exactly happened last night but I’m not going to let you hurt me again. You do your thing. You want to fuck anybody walkin’, go right ahead but I’m not going to be your safe place. I’ll do my own thing. Now stay off my tractor. Got it?” Then he drove off.

Joe turned red and shrugged back like a hurt puppy.  Dell got back At him best he knew how and plowed. He plowed in those fields. He plowed for hours. 

After the funeral, Momma Emma sat with her memories. She and Joe tried for 6 years before little Joe was born. He was perfect. She recalled how blessed she always felt to be Joes mother. She never regretted not being blessed with other children. Memories flooded her head, Sunday School tears, the two Joe’s fishing together for the first time, family dinners. She cried silently, breathing heavy and heaving.

That day again, Dell road away, something in Joe changed. He felt destroyed, broken, even if it was his own fault. As Dell ignored Joe over the next months, Joe went into town and fucked and sucked everyone he could. He even found a bathroom where guys came to get blown. He sat on a toilet for hours as one after another put their big and little, clean and dirty cocks through the hole in the wall and Joe took all their loads. He didn’t even enjoy it. He left feeling dirty. 

Everyone wanted to have sex with him but not Dr John. John wanted nothing to do with him sexuslly. He wanted to talk but that’s it. No sex. Joe didn’t want to talk. He wanted sex. Doc would reach out and Joe would ignore him. John ignored him sexually and Dell ignored him completely. The two men he wanted attention from, didn’t want him. 

One night as he returned from town he saw John’s car outside Dell’s room. Dell was talking closely to John as Joe watched through the window. Joe was destroyed as he ran to the house, his room and cried himself to sleep. He was jealous, lonely and as much as he enjoyed John, he realized he wanted Dell. With John and Dell together, he was left out. The doctor and the rodeo champion and expert farmer. Joe felt worthless. All he had was his big cock. That gift was his biggest burden.

Home passed as it always does. Slowly Dell and Joe started talking again. Joe, in his early 20s lost interest in random sex by then. He enjoyed being home with his family and Dell. He wanted to be near him, even if this was it. Dell would bring his friend Dr John over for dinner occasionally. John didn’t hide that he was gay and nobody cared. Joe’s mom would call them her boys as Joe would shrink. John talked about his boyfriend and made it clear he was not with Dell.

Eventually in that place where they first had sex, Joe was comfortable enough and angrily asked Dell how he could give up on him so soon, and with John. Dell said, “I gave up on you, seriously? John came to me out of concern for you. He never even made a move on me and thank God he didn’t. I was so mad at you I probably would have. Johns a good guy. He’s a friend. There’s no getting over you Joseph McDonald. You had to do your thing. You were so young. I know that now. How could I stay mad at you?” 

They smiled at each other. Joe said “and now? Do you think I’m ready now?”

Emma continued to feel bad for her loss. Still alone her head was spinning. She thought of her Joe…”why? Why?….”Gamma ouch. Gamma ouch? Joe Joe screamed as he ran through the kitchen door. “Whats the matter Joe?”  He held up his index finger with a small red scratch and said “kiss”…

She grabbed him and kissed his fingers and his face and belly until he laughed and giggled. Dell and Joe followed and said they tried to keep him out, give her time but he needed his Gram. Joe and Dell we’re followed by John and his husband Rick, John’s secretary Rebecca who was Joe and Dells surrogate and her husband Alex we’re always there. More and more people arrived with food to celebrate big Joes life. 

Emma took Dell and Joe aside and gave them a letter.

My Dear Sons,

You mother and I were so blessed the day Joe was born. We didn’t think we could be happier.

Then Dell joined our family. We were so proud at your wedding.  We thought we could never be happier or prouder of our boys.

When little Joe Joe was born, our hearts expanded past what we thought possible.

We love you and decided not to wait. Joe and Dell, the farm is yours. Both of you, your son and family. Take care of your mamma for me.

With love and pride, 

Pappa and mom

Joe said “Ma, this is yours.” “No son, it’s yours. Yours and Dell’s. Dad wanted Dell to know he was his son too.”

As John and the gang grew around her. Emma thanked God for all her boys… And girls.

Was Joe ready now? That day, year’s ago when Dell asked him. He waited and it was probably Joes last chance. Joe grabbed him and kissed him passionately. He led him to the spot they first fucked and undressed him quickly. He pulled his farmer jeans off. Like a hungry animal Dell swallowed his cock. Gagging and slurping as Joe tried to pry him away to kiss him but he kept going until Joe gave him what he wanted, sweet wads of cum burst down his throat, ran down his chin and dropped on the field. Joe pushed him down and kissed him wildly until fully hard again. Lifting his legs he spit on his own cock and pushed into Dell as he cried out loudly. Joe fucked slowly then fast but never losing eye contact. They fell into each other as they rode each other with passion, they came together. 

Joe was so happy. Dell never saw another outcome. After they swam, without even drying, they dressed. Joe held Dell’s hand and said we have to talk to them. Never releasing hands, Joe led Dell into the kitchen where cheers and ‘at a boys’ could be heard from a distance. 

Most people don’t have good experiences with their roommates in college. Not me. In fact, I can still remember my freshman year vividly…

It had been a chaotic day of last minute shopping at Target. My parents and I had spent the better half of the day trying to get everything an eighteen year old would need for his first year. After piling everything into the car, we trudged into the entrance of Marks Hall, where I would be spending the next eight months of my life.

203…. 204…. 205…206… I counted, walking along the second floor corridor, which smelled like old gym socks and Axe body spray.

207….208…. 209.

Perfect! I had a room that was all the way at the end of the hallway. And it looked a lot more spacious than all the others that I passed along the way.

“Hello there!” A pleasant looking middle-aged gentleman greeted me as I walked in.

“Hi! I’m Nathan, nice to meet you!” I replied, greeting him with a firm handshake.

“Are you Leon’s father?”

“Nice to meet you too, Nathan! Yes, I’m Joel. Leon is just grabbing the last of his things from the car and will be right up.”

A few seconds later, he entered. Dressed in a faded grey tank top, Leon stood over six feet tall and was carrying a fifty-pound dumbbell on each arm. He walked in so quickly that I couldn’t quite get a good look at his face. Instead, I was greeted with the sight of two sweaty, muscular and well-toned arms. Beads of perspiration trickled down from Leon’s humongous biceps all the way to his forearms, causing his smooth sand colored skin to glisten in the warmth of the afternoon sun.

Leon set the dumb bells down on the floor near one of the beds, grunting as they hit the ground with a thump. He then turned to me and flashed a huge grin.

“Hey man! You must be Nathan!” he exclaimed. Without warning, he reached over and embraced me in a bear hug, his rocklike chest pressing tightly against my slim body. I was taken aback by this gesture — nobody from my hometown was ever this friendly or forthcoming. Leon and I had exchanged a few messages over the roommate pairing system that the university had set up, but that was the extent of our communication. All I knew about him was that he was majoring in software engineering.

Prior to moving in, the image of Leon in my head was a skinny bespectacled geek who was most likely socially awkward. As someone who frequently tried to fight against all sorts of gay stereotypes, I silently reprimanded myself for having that image in my mind. But I had never been this happy to be wrong.

I returned the hug, giving him a few bumbling pats on his left shoulder. Leon probably sensed my awkwardness and retracted. As we stood facing each other, I could now get a good look at my new roommate. He was strikingly handsome, with large almond eyes and an angular bone structure, topped with a neat crew cut. I was immediately reminded of Chris Evans as Captain America, if he was eighteen and brunette.

“So Nathan, where are your parents?” Leon’s father asked, interrupting my daze.

We spent the next few hours unpacking and exchanging pleasantries. After they were done moving in, Leon and his father helped my family and I with the unpacking and even left behind an apple pie for us to have for dessert that night. I had never met such friendly people in my life. Once we were all settled in, both families departed and left Leon and I alone in our room for the very first time. We mostly kept to ourselves, sitting in our respective desks and completing paperwork that the dormitory required.

Soon, it was dinnertime.

“Hey man, you wanna go grab dinner at the dining hall?” he asked.

I got to know my new roommate a little better over dinner. He was from Austin, Texas and this was his first time to Los Angeles. His parents divorced when he was three and his dad got sole custody. He enjoyed working out, usually twice a day, and had a passion for video games, hoping to eventually get a job as a game designer for Blizzard.

Since we were going to be living together for the next eight months, I decided to be upfront about my sexuality. Having grown up in West Hollywood, I had never been shy about being a proud gay man. Surprisingly, he took it well.

“That’s great, man, thanks for telling me. I’m totally cool with it,” he shrugged. “We’re pretty open about it in Austin, at least among the people I usually hang out with.”

I smiled; it was nice to know that there were pockets of progressiveness in the South.

We headed back to our room after dinner and went back to our separate corners. It was nice getting to know Leon, but we also both realized that we had very little in common. He was mostly into gaming and sports, whereas I was primarily interested in musical theater and politics. We spent the rest of the evening barely interacting, until it was time for bed.

“Hey man, I’m totally worn out from today, gonna hit the sack,” he said, as he got up from his desk and yawned.

“No prob, I’m actually gonna go to bed too,” I replied, closing my laptop.

“Hey uh…. I hope you don’t mind, but I usually prefer sleeping naked. Is that cool with you? I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable,” he said.

I could feel my pulse accelerating.

“Oh yeah, sure. I’m totally cool. Do what you need to do,” I lied, trying to sound nonchalant. My heart was pounding furiously. I had tried so hard during dinner not to stare at his chest and shoulders, which were practically bursting out from his tiny tank top. And now I have to not look at him while he’s naked?

“Thanks dude. I can never sleep with clothes on. At least this way, you won’t have to hear me tossing and turning all night,” Leon said, grinning. He quickly peeled off his tank top, revealing a pair of smooth hard pecs and rippling eight-pack abs flanked by two deep v cuts.

A wave of electricity ran through my body, starting from the top of my head and pulsated all the way through my nether regions to the soles of my feet. I turned away swiftly, hoping he didn’t catch me staring.

Nate, look away. Don’t creep him out, I whispered.

The electric pulse had now gathered between my legs and my briefs started to feel tighter. Wetter.

I cranked my head slightly to the right, trying to catch a glimpse.

Leon was now completely naked, typing on his phone with his back turned towards me. He looked like a Greek statue, perfectly sculpted from top to bottom, with firm round buttocks that looked like two big scoops of caramel ice cream.

He then hopped on his bed and covered himself with a blanket. He seemed to be completely absorbed in his phone and was furiously typing away.

I swallowed hard. This was going to be a difficult next eight months.

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The next few weeks came and went. Before going to bed every night, Leon would strip off his clothes and climb into bed, always with his back facing me. I decided it was best to be respectful and not ogle; only taking a few sly glances here and there. We were still in the early days of the fall semester and the room would frequently get hot and stuffy, so he would be shirtless during the day, usually only wearing a pair of Bermuda shorts. I had reached a point where I was almost getting used to this arrangement. In fact, I hardly thought about it anymore, until one afternoon…

It was a blisteringly hot Sunday and I was watching the latest episode of Project Runway at my desk while he exercised shirtless at his side of the room. I was deeply engrossed in the episode, staring intently at the screen when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I quickly removed my headphones and turned around to see Leon standing behind me, his body covered in sweat. He was panting heavily.

“Hey man, it’s hot as fuck here. Do you mind if I take my shorts off?”

“Ummm…sure. You know, you don’t have to ask me for permission. It’s your room too,” I teased.

He laughed. “Wanted to make sure you’re comfortable. It’s just me and my Dad back home in Austin, so we don’t usually wear clothes around the house. I’m actually most comfortable being naked.”

“Oh in that case, feel free to be comfortable,” I said in a breezy tone.

“Thanks man,” Leon beamed, patting me on the shoulder and walking back to his side of the room.

I bit my lip, turned back to face my laptop, and put my headphones back on. It took me a few minutes to realize what just happened. When it hit me, I took a deep gulp and turned my head back slowly.

There he was, standing right in front of his bed doing bicep curls. Naked as the day he was born. This time, I could see everything.

Nestled between his legs was a massive cock that had to be at least seven inches in length. He had a pair of low hangers to accompany them, along with a full but well maintained bush. I was so mesmerized that I couldn’t help but blurt out.

“Jesus dude, you’re huge!”

I immediately covered my mouth with my hand in embarrassment, instantly regretting my decision. A silent scream went through my head.

But Leon burst out laughing.

“Oh man, sorry about that. I guess I should have warned you. My bad.”

I slowly took my hand off my mouth and gulped.

“No, it’s my fault. Sorry, that just came out. I guess I’m not the first one to react that way?”

“Nah, I got teased a lot growing up. It turns out having a big dick isn’t all that great. It just makes you a target for ridicule in the locker room. But I got over it.”

I chuckled nervously. Ok, now this was going to be difficult.

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The next few days were excruciating. As long as Leon was in the room, he would be naked. In fact, I don’t think I even remembered what he looked like with clothes on anymore. I tried my hardest not to stare, but it was almost impossible.

One night, I was doing a reading for one of my psychology classes when Leon decided to strike up a conversation.

“So Nate, do you have a boyfriend?” Leon asked while doing crunches on the floor, fully naked as usual. Maintaining eye contact now would be difficult.

“Sadly, no,” I said sighing, not looking up from my textbook.

“Why not?”

“I dunno, I’ve gone on dates before but none of them really became serious.”

“And by dates you mean…”

“I mean dinner and a movie. Maybe a make out sesh after.”

“Liar!” Leon said jokingly. “I bet you had sex too. You don’t strike me as a virgin.”

“Ok fine. I’ve had my fair share of guys.”

“What do you do with them exactly?”

“What is this, the third degree? Why do you wanna know?” I said coyly. No one had asked me about my sex life in such detail before.

“I’m just curious. You’re pretty much the only gay guy I know personally. The only… queer people I knew in Texas were lesbians.”

“Ok… well what do you wanna know?”

“Do you suck dick?”

“Depends on the guy, but usually yes.”

“Do you get turned on when you do it? Or is it a… give head to get head kind of thing?”

“Well, I can’t speak for every gay in town, but I do. I like the feeling of pleasuring someone else.”

“What do you mean?”

“It turns me on when I hear a guy moaning while I suck his dick. Especially when I go fast. I also love the taste of cum in my mouth.” Oops. That last part came out unexpectedly. But Leon had a way of making me feel comfortable around him.

“Wow, you’re a giver, huh?”

I started to feel a tingle in my pants. The conversation was starting to get a little weird. I took a quick look at Leon — he was still lying the floor busy doing crunches. I couldn’t tell if he was genuinely curious or not.

“Yeah, I guess you can say that.”

With that, the conversation ended abruptly. Leon briskly got on his feet, grabbed a towel, and left for the bathroom.

That was odd.

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The next few days came and went. Soon, it was the weekend and I was once again watching the latest episode of Project Runway in our room. It was an exciting episode — the season finale!

I was at the point of the episode where Heidi Klum was about to announce the winner when I thought I heard a faint moaning coming from afar. It sounded like Leon.

I hit pause and slowly moved the right speaker off my ear, listening intently. But I kept my head fixed forward towards the screen. Deep soft groans echoed from the other side of the room.

My mind started racing. Was he doing what I think he was doing?

I turned my head back slowly.

Leon was leaned back against his chair, lazily stroking his fully erect penis with his right hand while using his other hand to fondle his left nipple. A scene from Brazzers or some other porn studio was playing on his laptop and he was fully concentrated on the video, not noticing me at the other end of the room, gaping in wide-eyed astonishment at his clearly visible jerk off session. I didn’t think it was possible, but his dick was even bigger when it was hard.

I quickly turned back to face my laptop and could feel myself getting stiffer by the second. This was insane! My roommate was masturbating in full fucking view. A million thoughts rushed through my mind as my underwear started to get sticky from excitement. I reached down into my boxers with my right hand and started rubbing myself, feeling my member getting stiffer with each touch. For about five minutes, I sat still in my chair, turning my head to sneak a look every few seconds. My palms were sticky with pre-cum as I surreptitiously stroked myself up and down.

“Do you want to help me out?” came a soft voice. I turned to face Leon, who was looking straight at me. He flashed a cheeky smile.

I immediately averted my eyes away from him and looked down at the floor. I couldn’t believe what was happening. My heart was thumping wildly in my chest, sending waves of adrenaline that coursed all through my body. Slowly, I turned my head back to look at Leon. His hands were still wrapped around his hard dick, only now he was now looking at me with one eyebrow raised. He had a smirk plastered across on his face. The room was silent. He had just paused whatever he was watching.

I knew what I had to do.

I got up from my seat, removed my boxers, and walked to his desk, fully erect. Gingerly, I knelt down in front of him and placed my hands on his thigh. He gave me a knowing look and stretched his hand over to his laptop to resume the video. High-pitched moans from the Brazzers scene reverberated around the room. Leon was no longer looking at me, but at the video.

I leaned forward and gently gripped his meat. It felt like I was holding a powerful weapon, hard as steel but radiating with heat. I rolled his foreskin back slightly and flicked my tongue all over the head as a tease. He smelled like sandalwood mixed with a hint of sweat and a heady hit of spice. It was delicious.

I wrapped the head of his dick around my lips and began sucking his shaft from tip to middle. It was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted. Did he dip it in honey or something? How was this possible?

I looked up to see his handsome face still fixated on the girls on his laptop. But I could see the look of sheer pleasure. Perfect. I continued sucking and could soon heard him moaning slightly. It was odd, the more I sucked on his dick, the sweeter it became. Soon, I was bobbing my head up and down slurping on his dick like it was the sweetest Popsicle in the world.

I was so intoxicated by the taste that I didn’t notice that he had stopped moaning for a few minutes. It wasn’t until his stick starting to get slightly softer that I knew something was wrong. What happened? I peered back up and saw almost a look of bewilderment. Like he didn’t think he would enjoy a guy sucking his dick so much.

I knew I needed to do something more.

I took a deep breath and pushed his dick deeper in my mouth. He was the biggest guy I’d ever encountered, so I was careful not to go too fast. However, I was pleased to find out that I was still pretty good at controlling my gag reflex. I had no problem at all fitting his entire dick in my mouth. I made sure he felt it touch back of my throat.

“Oh fuck!” he exclaimed breathlessly.

Now it was time to show him what boys could do. After all, we know what it takes to go from great to fucking amazing. I placed my tongue underneath his shaft and darted it back and forth, causing him to feel the rough wetness of it against his huge cock.

“Yeah, just like that…”

His thighs started to quiver as I could feel his body tense up. I took another quick glance. He was still staring at the screen! I wanted him to focus on me, so I would have to step it up. I quickly shifted my knees and adjusted my position. It was like preparing for battle — I would now have to bring in the big guns – The Gluck Gluck 9000.

It was a technique I learned from a podcast that works every time. A vacuum seal double hand twist combo that combined a great deal of enthusiasm and eye contact. It was the precursor to every great blowjob in history.

I went for it, pleasuring his giant cock with everything that I had left in me. It was my porn star moment and it was working. His dick was now at full mast, throbbing hard and leaking pre-cum at a massive rate. I looked up and stared deep into his large brown eyes. He had his mouth open, panting like he was in a marathon. His juice tasted as sweet as his dick. I lapped it all up.

“Oh fuck…oh fuck…”

He was close. It was time now for the finishing move. Like a skilled magician, I took both hands off his dick but didn’t stop sucking. I then used my right hand to jerk myself off as I wanted to cum at the same time as he did. With my other hand, I cupped his balls and rubbed them gently. I did this for a couple of minutes before moving lower to his taint. It felt warm and hairy to the touch.

“Don’t stop, Nathan. Just like that…”

His hand was now on the back of my head, gently guiding me to take in every inch of his colossal manhood. I rubbed his taint in a quick circular motion, causing spasms of pleasure to run through his body.

“I’m coming…I’m coming!”

Squirts of warm sticky liquid exploded into my mouth. I greedily lapped it up, swallowing every single drop of his cum. I wanted all of him inside me. It was all too much for me to bear and I came too. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body as while I squirted a mountain of thick cloudy liquid all over the carpet.

For a few seconds, neither of us moved. We stayed still, breathing rapidly and taking in the moment.

Leon wiped the sweat from his brow and grinned.

“Same time tomorrow?”

After all my adventures at the No-Tell Motel, I never imagined I’d get a job there. One night while checking in, I casually mentioned that I’ve worked in hospitality before. They were short-handed on the front desk, so after a brief interview I was told I started two days later. I had two day of training, then I was on my own for a busy weekend night. Every year, the Marine Corps has celebrations marking their birthday. The base closest to us had a huge bash at the convention center, and most hotels, including ours, were filled with Marines.

By 3am, most of the wildest parties were calming down as Marines passed out, and the girls they’d picked up either went to sleep or left. One group of Jarheads left to go to an all-night diner, and one of them stopped by the front desk to ask a favor. “Hey man, my buddy is passed out cold in his room. We’re going to get some chow and come back in a couple of hours, could you maybe check in on him in a little bit? I want to make sure he doesn’t throw up and choke or some shit.” As he spoke, he slid a twenty dollar bill and a room key across the counter to me. “Here’s one of his room keys, and something for you, for going above and beyond.” I shrugged and agreed, thinking “I’m not a babysitter, but twenty bucks is twenty bucks.”

Fifteen minutes later, I put up my “Be Right Back” sign, and ventured over to the second floor room where the Marine was passed out. I found the room and knocked a few times but didn’t get any response. Using the key, I quietly opened the door and called out his name into the darkened room. The only light was the tv, and I could make out a shirtless muscular man passed out on the bed. He was lying on his back with his beefy arms spread wide. My eyes followed the curves of his torso down, and I was delighted to see that his pants were open and pulled down over his hips. A lush brown pubic bush was visible, as was his thick cock. While not hard, it didn’t look like it would take much to get to a full erection and I was willing to put in the work to make it happen. I leaned closely over his exposed crotch and inhaled deeply. The musky smell of sweaty balls and “youth” filled my nostrils and made me dizzy. I inched closer to his dick and could feel the heat from his manhood on my nose. Not touching him was driving me mad, and I couldn’t take it anymore. As gently as I dared, I ran my nose along the length of his cock. When I got to the head, I let my lips part and softly tongued the underside. Almost immediately it started throbbing and coming to life. Emboldened, I made another pass back down his shaft with my tongue. By the time I reached his balls, his dick was standing at full attention. 

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I made yet another pass up this veiny shaft, this time engulfing his purple head in my warm mouth. As I took more and more of his length into my mouth, I could feel the veins in his shaft pulsing. He let out a satisfied sigh, and I froze, thinking he’d awakened. When he didn’t stir, I resumed my attention to his stiff member. I took his dick out of my mouth and tongued the head, reveling in the smoothness of his fat mushroom tip. I was so lost in sucking his dick that I didn’t notice his hand moving. Suddenly a large meaty hand clamped itself on the back of my head and forced my nose into the Marine’s bushy pubes. 

“You wanted some dick? You got it. Suck that fucking cock!” He hissed between clenched teeth. It was a weird but hot reversal for me. I’m usually the one in control, taking what I want and ignoring the desires of my partner. But here was I was with my face being shoved into the sweaty crotch of a drunk Marine, and I was loving every fucking second of it. 

A second hand joined the first on the back of my head and I was well and truly pinned. He moaned loudly as his dick explored the back of my throat. “Goddamn, this is just what I needed. Didn’t score any pussy at the bar, but this mouth will do just nicely!” he growled. I had never felt so used and exploited–I didn’t want it to end. 

It wasn’t long before he announced, “Cannon’s firing!” and blasted the back of my throat with a never-ending salvo of cum shots. I gagged and choked, but he didn’t let up. Salty/sweet cum was pouring out of the sides of my abused mouth, and tears were streaming from my eyes. He finally relaxed his grip on my head and I rose from his crotch, gasping and trying to catch my breath. Cum was running down my face and onto my work shirt. I’m sure I looked like the guest of honor at a gangbang. The Marine raised his head from his pillow and asked groggily, “How the fuck did you get in here, anyway?” I debated telling him he’d left his door open, but instead I blurted out, “Your buddy gave me a key and asked me to come check on you. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself. I saw you laying there with your dick out and I just wanted to taste it so bad…”

“Which buddy?” he asked. “I’ll have to buy him a bottle of bourbon–that was the best blowjob I’ve had in a long time!”

I laughed as I walked out of the room, pulling the door closed behind me. I walked back to the front desk thinking “Yeah, I’m gonna like it here.” 

Nate is a 35-year-old faculty member at a local community college and is extremely popular with the students due to being one of the younger faculty, gorgeous athletic body, single guy who loves to dance from his days as a professional dancer on Broadway, party guy and a great lecturer in his psychology classes especially the class on human sexuality. As a gay man, he is also the faculty adviser to the college LGBTQ club. His students fondly call him Professor Nate.

Nate has dated several hot horny men in the community but never dared date anyone connected with the college.

The student leaders had asked Nate to recruit several faculty members to attend and teach the students some of the dance music of the1970’s.

About an hour into the dance, the MC introduced the old dance number, the twist, to be led by Nate. As a former professional dancer on Broadway, Nate steals the show as he glides gracefully across the flows shaking his hips and bubble ass.

Rusty, a hot 19-year-old sophomore and very handsome Native American (Cherokee Nation) attends the dance as a spectator. He is very shy and self-conscious guy and in no way a dancer. He is gay. 

Rusty cannot take his eyes off Nate during the sexy dance. Rusty has already had the hots for Professor Nate as a student in Nate’s human sexuality class.  Rusty always takes a seat in the back row of the class lusting after Nate with his rock hard cock the entire class. But things are really heating up during the dance as Nate makes such erotic moves on the floor. Rusty’s cock is rock hard and he has wet spots in his pants from leaking precum.

Rusty’s urges become so strong that he decides at the end of the dance to get up the courage to approach Nate. His animal lust takes charge of him.

After everyone has left the dance, Nate is responsible for locking up the building but decides to take a leak first in the fantasy faculty restroom that includes a nice lounge with a sofa and chairs.  Unaware that Rusty is still in the building; he begins to empty his bladder when he hears the restroom door open. Who could it be?

As he begins to zip up, he looks and sees his student Rusty standing glaring at him with a huge bulge in his cut off pants with a wet ring in front. Rusty, horny as hell, begins to rube his crotch with his eyes locked on Nate’s crotch. In spite of Rusty being forbidden fruit of student and faculty, Nate is overcome with lust for this young fresh meat of such a dark and handsome guy.

Sexy Rusty is wearing  a baseball cap backward with his very dark long curly hair sticking out from under the cap making him so sexy. His dark black eyes are piercing Nate’s blue eyes; as a member of the Cherokee Nation, Rusty has the most gorgeous brown hairless legs, weighs no more than 160 pounds, and stands around 5-feet and 7-inches. He has removed his shirt showing off the most beautiful smooth dark ribbed chest and stomach with sparkling white perfect teeth highlighted by the dark skin as background. What a hot young teenager.

Despite a desperate attempt to control his urges, Nate’s cock begins to stiffen, becomes granite hard and leak precum.

“Well Professor Nate, I see by that huge bulge and what must be a giant cock that you seem to like what you see. Just look at you with that gorgeous trimmed styled blond hair, blue eyes, sexy slim dance formed body from your years as a professional dancer, weighing no more than a hard 175 pounds, around  5-feet and 10-inche tall and yes that has to be at least a 9-inch hard dick in those pants. I’ve lusted after you from the first day I was in your class. I want you to fuck me now. After watching you dance tonight and swing those sexy hips and ass, I got the courage to come on to you.”

“Rusty I am honored that I look sexy to you but this cannot happen. I have noticed you cannot take your eyes off of me in class and you’re one of the hottest guys I have ever seen in that young sexy body.  It turns me on to see a young dude with his cap turned backward, there is something so hot about that look.  But no way can this happen. I am your professor and you are one of my students plus I am almost twice your age.”

Rusty is not going to take no for an answer after he has risked all to have sex with Nate. As he walks over to Nate, he grabs him by the crotch squeezing that cock hard causing Nate to moan.

“Let go Rusty. There is no way under Heaven we can do this. You will get me fired, back off.”

Ignoring the comment, Rusty continues to play with Nate’s cock as he says: “Now relax Professor Nate, this is our secret. You will not get caught having sex with me. I promise. I feel your granite hard cock and growing wet spot in those pants so just give in, you want my fresh meat. I bet you have never had a young guy like me with all my hormone driven sex drive.”

RUSTY PICKS UP THE STORY HERE AND TELLS ALL

I get down on my knees on the tile floor, unzip his pants and rip them to his ankles, pull down his red hot briefs, and grab hold of the base of his huge rock hard cock as his cut cock begins to spew sweet precum on my tongue. I use my tongue to to begin licking his wet cock head enjoying the sweet precum on my tongue. Nate begins to loudly moan and thrust his crotch forward. As Nate no longer protest, I take his 9-inch leaking cock down my throat inch by inch with Nate humping forward causing his giant snake to pound my throat. Soon Nate grabs the back of my neck and the hot blow job is under way. I am winning.

As I wet that amazing cock head with my spit making it very slick, I deep throat that dick while I use one hand to squeeze his large cum filled balls. For the next ten minutes, I service that beautiful warm cock and massage his red hot balls. Nate moans and shivers. He grunts and becomes like clay in my hands and mouth. His breathing becomes very rapid and I can feel and see that he is now filled with animal instincts to have man sex. My 7-inch hard cock is aching to escape my cut off pants.

I knew I had won when Nate begs: “OH FUCK YEA,  suck my fucking cock, don’t stop. Let me cum in that young warm silk like mouth. Man you’re the best cock sucker I have ever had on my cock. Damn you’re good. Please let me come.”

I slow down and come off that throbbing manhood, move my hand from his balls, run my hand up under his shirt and play with his nipples. I am not ready for him to come yet.

Professor is so horny that he pulls his shirt up and off his head. He kicks off his shoes and takes off his socks. He throws his pants and briefs off his ankles and stands before me butt naked and so sexy. WOW I have never wanted a man as bad as Nate.

I get up and take off all my clothes and join Nate totally naked. As Nate sees me for the first time butt naked, he gasps and glues his blue eyes on my beautiful 19-year-old  brown body and leaking hard cock. It is obvious I am his first young fresh teenager for sex.

“Professor it is your turn to suck me off before you fuck my young fresh 19-year-old man pussy.”

Nate now filled with the most hot animal lust for my young body takes me over to the lounge and puts me down on the sofa on my back. I stretch out and spread my legs exposing my pulsating cock, balls and puckering ass. Nate is now in total lust for my body. He gets between my young legs, and comes down swallowing my aching leaking cock with one gulp. He goes all the way down and almost all the way off of my dick over and over as his salvia makes my cock, balls and ass crack wet. So consumed with lust as he wildly sucks my slick cock, he uses two fingers to fuck my pussy. I moan and wildly buck up like no college buddy had ever made me feel with this much lust.

Finally his finger hits my prostate at the same moment he once again swallows my entire cock causing me to erupt showering his mouth with huge young loads of my semen. He swallows ever drop of my seed.

The smell and taste of my cum has Nate eager to fuck my young ass.

With no lube available,  Nate soaks my ass and his cock with gobs of his generous spit ready for action I see in his eyes pure lust to use his cock to drill my young fresh pink puckering brown ass.  With total determination to breed me, I feel his huge cock drive pass my phyincter and drive that pulsating cock to my inner ass. His cock is all the way in me as he begins to fuck me rough and harder and harder driven to shoot his load deep in my young pussy. The head of his experienced cock hits my ass walls, deep into my colon and wow drills my prostate like never before giving me pure ecstasy. Nate does not last long experiencing his first young 19-year-old man pussy with that mature giant dick. 

Nate cries out: ” I’m Coming, I’m coming.” He pulls that exploding cock out of my ass and shoots his huge load on my ass crack. Then he takes his cock, runs it through the cum and pushes his cum back in my ass with his cum covered cock. He takes his covered cum cock out and has me lick it clean before we kiss and both of us enjoy the white cream.

Nate admits that this is his first sex wiht a young 19-year-old guy and says it is his best sex ever.

As we get dressed, Nate with a look of deep concern on his face says: “Rusty although this was the best fuck session ever, we cannot do this again. It must be a one time thing and our secret.”

After the shock wears off, with a very stern voice I say: “NO PROFESSOR NATE, you don’t understand. This was the best sex ever for both of us and it must continue. Although I promised to keep this sex a secret, that will only happen if we  keep fucking. You do not have a choice. You cannot do this to me, it is not a one time thing.   “

Professor’s Nate’s face turns as white as a sheet before he says: ” Rusty you seem dead sure of that. Well, I guess I have no oprtion. You win. I admit it is awesome sex.”

“Well Professor Nate, how about again next Friday at your condo?”

“OK Rusty, next Friday it is at 6 PM. I will prepare a nice dinner for us.”

Henri and Jon: An unexpected mid-air encounter

Unbeknown to each other, Henri and Jon were booked onto the same flight from Hong Kong to Paris. The two men had never met but in fact shared lots in common. At the check in desk, Jon had noticed Henri who was a few places ahead of him in the queue. Henri was well-dressed and well-groomed; he looked sophisticated and handsome. French or Italian, Jon thought to himself. Jon watched intently as Henri collected his boarding pass and moved confidently towards security and immigration. As he waiting in line to check in, he wondered whether he would be lucky enough to be sat near him on the plane.

The next time Jon noticed Henri was when he got into the short queue to security. He watched as Henri took out his laptop from his bag, took off his jacket and waited to be called through the body scanner. Jon eyed Henri up and down from the back and liked what he saw. Henri was obviously well built, the shape of his firm buttocks and strong back obvious through the smart clothes. He was conscious that his mind was wandering and he felt is cock stiffen a little. He desperately tried to think of something else because it wouldn’t be long before he would have to take off his jacket and get into the scanner. He didn’t want people or the machine to notice the bulge in the front of his trousers. He smiled to himself as he wondered whether a hard on would set off the alarm!

Once the two men were through security there was an hour or so to kill before boarding and so Jon went to browse around the duty free shopping. He quite forgot about Henri until they were boarding. He watched as Henri showed the steward on the gate his boarding pass and went down the walkway into the plane. Jon dismissed the idea that they might be sat close together on the plane, that sort of thing never happened to him.

Eventually Jon walked into the plane, showed his boarding pass to the stewardess and followed her directions down the plane. He was looking up to identify his row and seat number and it was only when he was placing his bag in the overhead locker that he realized this was his lucky night after all. As fate would have it, his seat was right next to the handsome man he had been watching. Was this fate?

As nonchalantly as possible he lowered himself into the seat next to Henri who was sat cross-legged reading the in-flight magazine.

‘Hello’ he said politely and Henri looked up from his magazine, smiled and replied,

‘Hello’

Jon was immediately struck by Henri’s sexy French accent, not very pronounced but just enough. He smiled to himself thinking that had had been right in his original assumption about Henri’s nationality.

The two men didn’t say anything for a while but rather just prepared themselves for the flight ahead. It was the Frenchman Henri who eventually broke the silence.

‘Are you on the way home?’ he asked.

‘No, actually I live in Hong Kong now, I’m just going to my second home in France for a few days rest’.

‘That’s nice’ said Henri, ‘where is your house, if you don’t mind me asking’?

‘No, not at all’, said Jon, ‘it’s in Gascony, South West France.

‘That’s a coincidence’, smiled Henri, ‘I come from near that area originally but I live in Paris now. I am just visiting Hong Kong for business’.

The ice was broken and the two men struck up a natural and pleasant conversation. Jon who didn’t normall speak to other passengers was really warming to his new travel companion; he seemed genuinely nice and interesting and he was very attractive with beautiful twinkling eyes. Before they knew it, the plane was accelerating down the runway and taking off into the dark evening sky. Jon was content knowing that he was going to be sat next to Henri for twelve hours. For once he was looking forward to a long flight.

Neither man said anything else until the plane had reached its cruising height and the fasten seat belt lights had been turned off by the Captain. Henri undid his seat belt and stood up.

‘Excuse me, can I just get something out of the locker please’. He asked.

‘Sure’, No problem’, replied Jon who was sat in the aisle seat.

‘It’s OK, don’t get up’ said Henri, ‘I can squeeze past’.

Jon watched as Henri squeezed between him and the seat in front facing forwards as he did so. He was given a great close up of Henri’s firm buttocks and he felt his cock stir a little. It really was the sort of bottom he liked, strong and masculine. He had a sudden desire to caress it but managed to resist the temptation. Jon was gay and proud of it but he knew nothing about Henri’s sexuality and did not want to risk an altercation at 35,000 feet. Once out in the aisle Henri reached up to open the locker turning to face Jon as he did so. Whether he was doing it deliberately or not Jon didn’t know, but Henri spent ages searching for something in the overhead locker. All the time his crotch was very close to Jon who tried not to watch too intently. He couldn’t help it though because the bulge in Henri’s trousers was right at eye level and literally no more than a few cm away. As Henri stretched up Jon could see a bit of his stomach as his shirt was pulled up. His skin was dark and hairy. Jon was suddenly aware that his mouth felt dry. Out of the corner of his eyes he studied the bulge in Henri’s trousers. He could definitely see the outline of a cock he was sure! This time he resisted the temptation to undo the zipper, take it out and start sucking it. Nevertheless he was now fully hard himself as his imagination ran riot.

‘Sorry about that’ said Henri when he had finally located what he was looking for.

‘Not a problem’ said Jon, who was only sorry that the show was over. He was able to take another good look at Henri’s sexy bum as it squeezed its way back into the seat next to him. Jon hoped that his hard on wasn’t apparent and he had to conceal it by placing his hands on his lap.

The men continued to chat about this and that, easy in each other’s company. There seemed to be some chemistry between them although neither discussed their sexuality or sexual interests. Jon’s hard on came and went several times during the first part of the flight. He became erect every time he thought about Henri and on the few occasions when their legs brushed together.

After a meal that was not too bad by airline standards and a few bottles of red wine, the aircraft lights were dimmed.

‘I think I’m going to get a few hours sleep now, I’m feeling a little tired and I have an important meeting tomorrow.’ Said Henri.

Jon was disappointed that their conversation appeared to be finished and he watched as Henri put his seat back and covered his lap with his blanket.

‘Sure, I understand’ Jon replied. ‘I’m going to watch a movie and then get some rest too’. Jon decided to watch a film and have another bottle of wine. He added somewhat suggestively:

‘If I fall asleep and you need to get out, just climb over me, I won’t mind’. The thought of Henri climbing all over Jon was quite exciting. His cock started to rise once again. He had lost count of the number of erections he had had on this flight.

‘No worries, I’ll try not to disturb you, goodnight” said Henri with what Jon thought was a knowing smile.

‘Sleep well, sweet dreams’, Jon replied.

After a while, Jon was suddenly aware that Henri, seemingly asleep, was leaning over so his head was resting on Jon’s shoulder. Jon thought about waking Henri up or moving it but he decided it wasn’t doing any harm and besides, he quite liked the feeling of closeness. He was aware again of his cock hardening. Jon became aware of Henri’s breath ever so slightly on his neck and this made him even harder. He was so turned on by this stranger whom he had only met that night but who was now in physical contact with him.

The plane was dark and most people had gone to sleep or were concentrating on their film. The cabin crew had long finished clearing away the dinner and had stopped moving up and down the cabin. Jon was a bit tipsy from the wine and immensely turned on. He couldn’t resist sliding a hand under Henri’s blanket and resting it slightly on Henri’s outer thigh. He left it there to see if there was any reaction from Henri. There wasn’t. Henri continued to rest his head on Jon’s shoulder. Emboldened by this Jon began to gently caress Henri’s leg and moved his hand onto the top of Henri’s thigh. He was aware now of his own breathing as the excitement coursed through his veins. What would happen if Henri woke up to find Jon’s hand on his thigh?! He decided that if that happened and Henri was offended, he would just pretend to be asleep himself. He kept his hand there for a while but again there was no resistance, if anything it appeared that Henri was snuggling in even closer.

Slowly but surely Jon’s hand moved up Henri’s leg and was now on the inside of the thigh rather than the top. Jon heard Henri sigh a little and open his legs ever so slightly. This was all the encouragement he needed and he moved his hand up to Henri’s crotch. Jon was immediately aware of the extra heat on his hand and he slowly moved his palm over what was unmistakably a large hard cock.

He didn’t know whether Henri was asleep or not but he was certainly not making any protest. Jon continued to rub Henri’s cock through his trousers only stopping occasionally if someone walked down the aisle to go to the toilet. Jon fumbled for the zipper on Henri’s trousers and slowly lowered it before sliding his hand inside. He knew for certain Henri was hard now as he caressed his cock through his pants. Still Henri made no effort to stop him. Jon found the opening to Henri’s boxers and slid his fingers inside. As his fingers found the flesh of Henri’s cock he heard him moan slightly. With a bit of maneuvering Jon was able to release Henri’s cock from inside his pants and trousers. He couldn’t believe that he had the shaft of a hard cock in his hands on an plane; it was very exciting.

He wrapped his hand around the thick warm shaft and slowly started to rub it up and down. He was aware now that Henri was making little moaning sounds, asleep or not, he was enjoying it too! With his thumb Jon caressed the sensitive skin on the top of Henri’s cock and he could feel it become slippery with the pre-cum that was leaking out. Jon slowly and expertly wanked Henri’s cock up and down squeezing every now and then.

When he was sure no one in the plane was watching he slowly lifted up the blanket and took a look underneath. Although it was dark he could see his hand wrapped round the thick shaft of Henri’s cock. With his hand around the base there was a good inch of shaft visible at the top as well as a lovely mushroom-shaped head. It was not massive ‘porn star’ size but it was long and thick enough to be very desirable indeed. The perfect cock he thought to himself and for this moment in time at least, it was all his. He had worked out before that Henri was uncut and now as he moved his hand up the shaft he could see the skin cover the tip of Henri’s swollen cock. He watched himself wank the shaft up and down a few times mesmerized by the disappearance and then reappearance of the head.

Once again he glanced around, there was no movement on the plane and most people were fast asleep. Jon couldn’t resist moving Henri’s head off his shoulder (there was no sign of him waking up) and leaning down and over. He put his head under the blanket and lovingly took the tip of Henri’s cock into his mouth. He simply hadn’t been able to resist it. It felt so good to suck on Henri’s cock. He really wanted to give his fellow passenger a great experience, one that he would never forget. As he closed his wet, warm mouth enveloping the moist cock head he wondered whether this would qualify one or both of them for the ‘mile high’ club.

Jon squeezed the base of Henri’s cock and began sucking hard, moving his mouth up and down in long slow rhythmic movements. He was in heaven as his throat relaxed and more and more of Henri’s strong member slid down his willing throat. When just the head was in his mouth he would move his hand up the shaft and squeeze it even harder. He was trying to coax out some pre-cum and after a few times he was not disappointed. He could taste and feel the silky liquid as it emerged from the slit. He used his tongue to gather it and swirl it around the top of Henri’s cock.

He had been swallowing Henri’s cock for a good few minutes before he became nervous that someone might wake up and see what was going on. Reluctantly he stopped sucking and they resumed their previous position with Henri again resting his head on Jon’s shoulder and Jon massaging Henri’s cock under the blanket. Whilst not quite as exciting, it still felt like a wonderful connection and it was considerably less obvious that something was happening.

Jon really wanted to make Henri cum but didn’t want to make a mess of his clothes. He thoughtfully used one of the napkins to create a ‘safety net’ for the ejaculation. Once that was in place he renewed the wanking of Henri’s cock but this time a bit harder and faster.

All of a sudden Henri’s body tensed a little and his moaning became a little more audible. Jon realized what was happening but didn’t stop. He felt the shaft of Henri’s cock thicken and then his hand became warm, wet and sticky as Henri came. The muscles on Henri’s face tightened each time he spurted large loads of cum. Jon continued to slowly pump Henri’s cock squeezing every bit out. Henri’s body started to relax as his orgasm subsided whilst Jon kept hold of his softening wet cock.

Once Henri’s cock was less rigid, Jon used the napkin to lovingly clean Henri’s cock wiping away all the cum. He then managed to replace the dry, clean semi-erect cock back inside the pants and pulled up the zipper. He removed his hand and the napkin from under the blanket; they were both wet and sticky with Henri’s cum. Jon folded the napkin as best he could and put it in his pocket. It was his souvenir and would be a constant reminder of his high altitude adventure. There was still a bit of cum on his fingers, which he then licked off. It tasted sweet.

The two guys rested like that for a while. It was as if nothing had happened but after a few minutes Henri moved his mouth closer to Jon’s ear and simply whispered

‘Merci’. He hadn’t been asleep after all!

Jon smiled and said, ‘You’re very welcome, believe me, the pleasure was all mine and there’s still half the flight to go!’

It’s been a long time since I’ve had anal sex. I decided to do some local hook up sites! My add said looking for fun. Oh boy was that a mistake ( possibly)

I got a few hits nothing close at first then boom one minutes from me.

I waited to reply. Then another notification. I opened it and the man had sent me a cock picture! Above average size I’d say! I said nice cock . Thanks he sent back. we chatted for a bit and said he and his buddies are having a party and would be willing to pick me up! I hesitated at first but then said why not! I sent my address and said give me 30 minutes. I cleaned up and was anxious to see what the nights gonna bring!

I received a message and said he’s here! I walked out to his truck and opened the door! I looked over and he already had his cock out.

I tried not to look 

He said hello and I said sup? That’s was a mistake. He said my cock if ya suck it

I leaned over and slow worked it into my mou. I heard him moaning as I picked up my pace!

Our drive felt like forever when all of a sudden he said we are here. I pulled his cock from my mouth!

I gathered myself and we went to the house.

He said go inside. I opened the door and seen 6 guys playing cards and a few more out on patio!

He introduced me as his buddy . I said hello everyone! All there eyes where all over me. I said can I have a drink? Sure he handed me a beer and I took a few drinks and out of no where I felt a hand on my ass. I turned around and said ya like that?? He said it be better if ya took your pants off!

I undid my pants and bent over and said how’s that?? Dammm is what I heard look at this ! I grinned and said a fireball shot and I’ll be ready guys.

One older man returned and said bottoms up! I slammed it 

I now had all 6 standing around me giving me a once over! They ranged from young to older men. I’d say 20’s to 55 or so

The young guys said on your knees 

I did what I was told since I knew what I came here for! I took him slow in my mouth and I seen 5 other cocks semi hard . I sucked them one by one then I felt a hand spreading my cheeks and I felt a tongue on my asshole! I moaned and gave more access to my hole! The person working my hole said ya ever had a shemale fuck you?? I pulled the cock I had in my mouth and said no but looks like I’m got! I turned around and see this beautiful black lady and I look down and seen her cock! Oh shit that’s huge! She said it will get bigger! I spun around and told the 6 cocks I wanted to suck her . They all agreed and sat and watched me take this cock inch by inch in my mouth! She moaned and said damm you can suck a cock! I said nothing and tried my best to reach her balls but o couldn’t!

She said she will be the last to fuck my waiting hole!

I pulled her cock from me and said I was ready for cock! I looked and the 6 cocks ranges from 6 – 10 inches! I said let’s work from smaller to larger! They agreed and the 6 inch cock said on your back whore! I laid down and he slid his cock around my waiting hole and he applied lube to his cock! I then was greeted by the others so I could suck em as I took my first of now 7 cocks! Awh Awh I tried to moan as he pushed his cock in me. I then had a cock shoved in my mouth and said that’ll all change as we all fuck you! I nodded and kept sucking!

This guy in my ass knew how to Fuck , deep then slow then hammer me ! He grabbed my legs and pinned them on his shoulders and said ya ready slut! I again nodded and he fucked me hard deep and fast for 10 minutes but felt like hours! I’m gonna cum aww awww he did seconds later and I had my first of many blasts of cum! It felt great being fucked again!

I was told to get up and bend over the bar stool and spread my cheeks. I did and I felt rope around my ankles and a spreader bar between my legs! Oww some naughty fuckers here huh? Oh this isn’t naughty wait till we go outside!

I had the other six guys back at my face so I could suck em as I took my next cock! This one went in with no problem. Was a tad thicker and he split me a tad but I took the fucking! He slapped my ass and said I’m a good slut and wasn’t minutes later I felt his cum all over my back! Then I had my first load down my throat! I was left there for a second and said can we do another shot?? I was handed another fireball and untied and said it’s hot in here lets go outside!

I was led my the shemale and said here take this you’ll need it! I took the pills and was instructed to lay on my side . The third cock much longer got behind me and forced it balls deep first push! I said damm dude ! He said shut the whore up! I said no FUCK ME AND MAKE ME!

He said deal he hammered my ass and grabbed my cock and stroked me as he fucked my ass! Awwwh awh fuck me I said! Damm guys he’s a horny man!

The guy can shortly after inside me and I had cum leaking out of my fucked ass! I was told to suck three guys now( my next three cocks ) 

I did and then once I had em hard I was told to suck one and sit down on the other two! I said how?? They laid balls to balls and said sit on our cocks! Oh a double penetrations huh??? Well I’ve never done it but said let’s go !  I slowly  slid down on there cocks o felt my ass stretching but I went up and down and next I took em both to there balls!  Damm I hope someone is getting all of this! The shemale said oh I’ve got it all on video!

I rode these two until I heard them both said let fill his hole! I bounced as hard as I could! Ooow owww they shot there loads in my ass!

I was down to my last cock! The shemale!

She grabbed me and said bend over this! I said what it is? It’s a horse breeding tool! I did and my hands and ankles were strapped to this device!

I was able to look back and one guy was whispering to her! I said what? She came to my face and said suck me hard! I tried and tried to take all of her amazing thick and long cock in my mouth! I gagged and she said open boy!! I opened and I felt her cock pass my tonsils! He’s a good whore isn’t he guys???

She pulled out of my throat and said that’s the first time anyone has deep throated her! I said how big is your cock? 12 inches and 3 inches thick

Whoa ya that’s the biggest I’ve had! It isn’t over yet your ass is gonna be beat up 

She made her behind me! You ready for this whore?? I said oh am I! She smacked my cheeks and said your not gonna be the same after this! I said I e done things tonight that I’ve never done so why stop now!!

I felt pressure on my stretched ass and moaned holy cow damm your huge! That’s only the head! Fuck what did I get myself into I said! Inch by inch she worked her 12 inches up  my ass! Owww owww fuck I moaned! This made her drive her cock balls deep that’s a good whore now ya ready? Yes ma’am I said she continued to fuck me and I loved every inch! We fucked like this way for 20-30 minutes and then she said untie him and I want him on his back! I laid down and grabbed my own ankles and she said good slut! She drove her cock balls deep in my ass awww awww yes fuck me fuck me!!!’

She did and I loved it yes give me a fucking! We fucked and fuck changed positions and final I was told to ride her cock I slid it up my hole and she grabbed my cock and beat my dick as I fucked that amazing black thick cock! She moaned and moaned and said you ready for your last load whore?? Yes ma’am fill me up I bounced hard and balls deep until I felt her cum and cum I’m my waiting hole! Yes whore take my load! Awww awww I said fill me up! A free age finally quit cumming I got off her massive cock and laid down! Whoa that was awesome! Thanks guys and lady!

I was handed a towel and was told the shower is over there if I needed to clean up! I walked into the bathroom and bent over looking at my fucked hole! Holy fuck that’s beat up! I turned the shower on and stood under there and grabbed the wand and cleaned up my sore stretched hole!

Once I was done I went back to the living room and was handed a dvd! Said thank you and sat down. The men all looked at me and I said shots anyone?? I was handed another fireball and said I loved every inch of cock tonight! They all said they loved my mouth and ass! I said I’d like to fuck again if anyone is upto it? They all gathered around and away we went!

More to come!!!!!

If you were ever looking for the perfect example of a wimp, that would be me. I am the guy who cannot say boo to a mouse. Standing five-foot-seven inches, I weigh around one hundred and thirty pounds. I am not butt-ugly, but rather wispy looking and live on a small plot. I am an accountant and at twenty-three years old, have never had a relationship with anyone. My modest collection of erotic DVDs, and surfing porn sites on the internet, totally sum up my sex life. The few encounters that I have had with other men scarcely bear mentioning. Therefore, I will not bore you with those pitiful details. Before you gag or shake your head in disgust, let me tell you about the experience that changed my life.

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Having been on a short vacation to visit an old school friend who lives about two hundred miles away, I was returning home on a windy and rainy Sunday afternoon. At around one p.m. I stopped at a gas station, one hundred miles away from my home. Once the car got filled and as I was waiting for the credit card transaction to finalize, a big rough man with a backpack approached and asked, “Can you please give me a ride,” hoping I was heading in the direction he was travelling.

In my usual wishy-washy way, I nervously answered, “Sure.”

Without hesitation, his backpack got slung onto my back seat, and soon we were heading off. I introduced myself as Ralph, and he countered by telling me his name was Jonathan. After thanking me for the ride, Jonathan told me he was heading to a major city, a further one hundred miles past my small town. Upon explaining that my smallholding was a couple of miles before that town, I, promised to drop him off beyond the town to facilitate his onward journey.

By now, his pong was circulating in my small vehicle, and he apologized for his odour, explaining that he had been roughing it the previous few days. He informed me that his life had been hard over the past several months after losing his job.

“Fortunately, I am no longer married, and added pressure that I no longer have to deal with,” he informed me.

He then went on to say he was very excited about getting the contract job in the city, which had got promised to him.

Jonathan was in his late thirties and must have been very good-looking when he was younger. He wasn’t unattractive, but it looked like his recent misfortune had taken its toll on him. He had week-old stubble and was to be in sore need of a shower. His clothes also needed good washing. Ten miles from my home, he looked at me with a pleading expression and then asked if I would consider allowing him to shower before going on his way. He promised that he would not harm me in any way but could do with my assistance in this regard. Despite my earlier fear, I was taking a liking to this unfortunate man.

After our arrival, I explained; my geyser was off and that it would take an hour for the water to warm. Once inside, Jonathan asked if he could hand wash an outfit as all his clothes were dirty, and he did not want to arrive at his new job looking skanky. I then offered to wash and dry all his clothes for him. I also suggested that he could stay the night and that I would drop him off the following day.

 With the most gracious smile, he thanked me profusely. After retrieving a thermal blanket from my linen cupboard, he stripped and was soon sitting on one of my kitchen chairs wrapped in the blanket. I had politely turned as he undressed, missing out on the sight of him naked. After all his clothes were in the washer and awaiting warm water for his shower, I busied myself with a meal for the two of us. Luckily, I had beers in the house.

Forty-five minutes later, his clothes were in the dryer, and I announced that the water would be warm enough for him to shower. Getting up, he removed the blanket from his body, and after folding it neatly, placed it on the chair. His body was stunning. Jonathan must have been at least six-foot-two-inches tall, and there wasn’t an ounce of flab on him. He was moderately hairy, and he had a cock that I had only ever seen in my dream. It was thick and floppy and swung before him with cavalier arrogance.

I told him to take his time and enjoy himself as he left toward the bathroom. It took him a good half-hour, and when he finally rejoined me, he looked magnificent. Shaved and clean, he was a good-looking man. As he approached with his spectacular member swaying boastfully, I had a tracksuit top and pants at the ready, which had dried adequately for him to wear. The meal I was preparing was also well underway and would only take a further fifteen minutes. Once dressed, he walked around my living area.

Most of my art was somewhat homoerotic, and I wondered what he would make of it. Returning to the kitchen chair, he was very complimentary and said I had a lovely home. Twenty minutes later, we enjoyed an early dinner. He kept thanking me, and having myself, finally relaxed, discovered that I was having the time of my life. His company was exhilarating, and I was rather pleased about my rash decision at the gas station. I even defrosted a hot desert that I had been saving for a rainy day.

At around nine p.m., after a few more beers and fantastic conversation, I informed him that the spare room was ready for him. Smiling, he asked me if I would allow him to thank me properly for my generosity. I shrugged apprehensively.

Staring at me intently, he asked, “Would you allow me the honour of sharing your bed with you tonight?” As I began trembling, he walked over and hugged me before continuing, “You are more beautiful than you imagine.”

After gently wiping the tears from my cheeks, he kissed me, and when he affectionately began stroking my back, I started to sob. He tightened his embrace, holding me tighter and more lovingly than I ever experienced before.

Next, we moved through to the bedroom and undressed. After getting into bed, I saw him place a tube on the bedside table. Having only ever tried anal penetration once before, which turned out to be a disaster because my partner on that occasion was unskilled and disgusted with my inability to follow through, I was somewhat apprehensive given Jonathan’s endowment. I was also very nervous about a possible repeat of my former failure. After he moved onto me, he resumed kissing me ardently. There was no hurry, and the experience was breathtaking.

Upon turning me on my side, he moved behind me. I then felt his lubricated finger playing with my butt-hole. He gently inserted a finger and leisurely began opening me up. As he kissed my head, ears, and mouth, his finger kept stirring in my backside. Gradually a second finger entered without too much discomfort as he continued massaging my hole. When a third finger entered, there was momentary anxiety, but as the penetration of the triple digits became more pleasing, I began to relax. When he finally commenced working his fingers more intensely, I started gasping with delight.

He then gently pushed me onto my stomach and mounted me. As his shaft started sliding into my cavern, I felt a divine infiltration of fulfillment. His gasps echoed in my ears as he finally bottomed out. His penetration became rhythmic as his pelvis pistoned his large knob into me. When his hands moved under my body and located my nipples, he began to tweak them. My horny howls only intensified his onslaught as his huffs grew ever louder. Thank goodness, I lived on a smallholding because we were growling like animals, and when he erupted into my tight hole, I ejaculated all over the sheet simultaneously.

He continued lying on top of me as we savoured the after-glow. Amazingly, his knob remained rock hard. After a few minutes, as he again began to nibble my ears, his hips sprang to life once more. Then, upping the tempo of his thrusting, he was soon hammering into me. After lifting his body, he turned me onto my side before clasping my right leg to his chest. As he continued to plunge his cock into me, he began to masturbate me with his right hand. After several minutes, as he announced he was getting close, I took over from him and wanked myself furiously. With my leg grasped in both his arms, we bellowed loudly as our dicks gushed once more.

Next, as he lay next to me, he announced, “Two down, four to go.” As I giggled he smiled, before resuming, “Six has always been my favourite number.”

A short while later, he placed my legs over his shoulders. His entry was less gentle than before, and within seconds, I got pummelled energetically. Upping the ante, he repeatedly began withdrawing his cock before slamming it back into me entirely. I wasn’t sure how I was going to be able to walk the following day. The initial strain soon turned into utter bliss as Jonathan jackhammered my arse. I again began frantically pleasuring myself. Shortly, the subsequent tidal wave of spunk flowed from both of us.

Without withdrawing from my arse after round three, he told me to wrap my legs around his waist before his sweaty body fell onto me. With my head cradled in his hands, his mouth molested my lips. Unbelievably, his pelvis again sprang to life before pummelling my butt was once. With all the sperm that I had received thus far, the sloshing sounds from my butt were getting louder. Almost drowning in sweat, with body secretions everywhere, Jonathan unloaded his fourth deposit ten minutes later. I mentally thank goodness for mattress protectors.

As he lifted off me, he smilingly announced that a short break was in order. After towelling off, we moved through to the kitchen for some liquid refreshment. Having consumed our drinks, we then moved through to the shower to freshen up.

Before turning the water on, he pushed me onto my knees. Servicing his large dick was an ordeal, but I have to give myself credit because I managed to take at least three-quarters of his monster in my mouth and down my throat. With his hands on my head, we got a steady tempo going as he skull-fucked me. I was dying to taste his cum, and satisfied several minutes later when he unloaded into my mouth. It was yummy, and when he pulled my body up afterward, we locked lips and shared the delicious snack.

After a lengthy kiss, my body got turned, and after pushing my body against the wall, Jonathan again entered me. Soon, he was fucking me like a madman as his hands tightly gripped my hips. Upon pushing my backside backward and into him, I was also able to start tugging my dick as we lustily gyrated. After a lengthy session, when I surmised that we were both getting close, I begged him to unload into my mouth another time. Our timing was spot on, and as I fell to my knees, I receive his creamy nectar as I shot my load on the shower floor.

Afterward, we enjoyed a well-earned shower before returning to the lounge for another round of drinks.

Jonathan now asked me about my emotional state after our sexual marathon. I told him I was elated. Next, I shared the history of my former anal failure and loveless existence with him.

After returning to the bedroom, I discovered that he had lied to me earlier. It appeared that seven was his new favourite number! The following morning after breakfast, I showed him around my smallholding. Jonathan appeared stunned by the lack of vegetables and fruit trees on the farm. He was into agriculture and said that he would have developed the property far more aggressively. I then invited him to visit me whenever he liked and said that I would be happy with his assistance.

Pleased by my invitation, he promised that he would unquestionably do so. As he was only due to report for duty the following afternoon at noon, I offered to take him to the city the next day. Jonathan was delighted with my offer. I was very keen on having him around for the rest of Monday, and fortunately, only due back at work on Wednesday.

We visited a nursery that afternoon and bought ten fruit trees of his choosing before he busied himself planting them late that afternoon.

That evening we took things a little slower and only had sex five times. Having become a total cum-slut, I got to savour another three of his delicious loads. Fortunately, I could still walk correctly, after my backside got put through its paces again that evening.

At nine the following morning, I drove him to his contract job in the city.

We spoke on the phone a few times that week, and we arranged that I would collect him from the bus stop in town on Friday evening. Fortuitously, there was a regular bus service between destinations.

After that, this became a weekly routine for us and my property transformed over the next six months. Sex with Jonathan was always spectacular and Friday nights were the highlight of my week. We also broke our previous records, as his favourite number got extended to eight.

After six months when his contract ended in the city, I invited him to live with me permanently. Having fallen in love, it was a suitable arrangement for both of us. The fruit and vegetable garden flourished and we were soon selling our produce at a local morning market on Saturdays. Apart from that income, which naturally belonged to him, Jonathan also frequently got work in town and made quite a good living.

Life was great!