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The weather wasn’t going to get any better throughout the day, so the boys decided they would stay home, play some board games, and cook a birthday dinner for Patrick. Patrick needed a day of rest, after last night and just wanted to be around his friends. He was busy on the couch, texting Joey and planning their date once they got back into the city. He hasn’t felt like this in a very long time, especially with some random guy he just met the night before. Then out of nowhere, the front door opens and Cole walks in.

“Where the fuck you been senorita Cole”, Gabriel shouting from the other side of the living room. Patrick looks up from his phone and see’s Cole, he kind of forgot he was on the trip, after meeting Joey. “Patty, I need to talk to you, can we go to your room where it’s more private?” Cole asked Patrick. “Sure, Cole is everything ok with you?” a suddenly worried Patrick asked, as he got up and followed Cole upstairs to his bedroom. “Wear a condom slut! We don’t want to be aunties just yet!” Tim laughed.

Cole and Patrick sat on the bed and Cole gave his best friend a hug. “Everything ok with you Cole?” Patrick was starting to get really worried about Cole at this point. Cole would start blurting everything that happened to him last night, blow-by-blow of what he remembers and what was told to him by the bartender Eric. Patrick just sat there with a blank stir, as Cole told him about Matt sucking his cock and the others involved at the bar. “Sounds pretty awesome and you want a medal?” Patrick teased, finally saying something, while Cole was patiently waiting for his response.

In all Honesty, Patrick totally blacked out while Cole was telling his story, he simply didn’t want to hear his straight, former jock, married best friend was messing around with guys and that his first time wasn’t with HIM!

Are you going to tell Vanessa about this?” Part of me didn’t want to bring up Vanessa, but he knew he had to.

“Of course, I have to Patty” Cole would say with a grin, “Only I may leave certain parts out.”

After a while of catching up, they decided to take a nap before dinner. Cole was in heaven when he laid his head on Patrick’s chest for their nap. Later that night, the group celebrated both Patrick’s and Cole’s 30th birthday.

The following day was their last full day on the island. It was a beautiful, sunny, and warm day. The group decided to head to the beach together. “Cole, I have something for you, since you know, you’re one of us now,” Gabriel laughed as he handed Cole a present. Cole would open it and it was white, clearly seen thru speedo. Everyone laughed and Cole, smiling, showcasing his sexy dimples said, “why not, it will probably be my only time I wear something like this.”

The boys were having a blast, playing volleyball, tanning, and swimming in the water. Patrick would pull Cole aside and wanted to tell him something.

“Today is your last day, live it up buddy! You probably wouldn’t experience something like this ever again. Remember that time in college, when we went to Mexico, and we met up with a bachelorette party and you ended up fucking the soon to be bride and her matriarch of honor on the balcony of the motel we were at? Cole laughed remembering that and Patrick put his hand on Cole’s shoulder and said, “It was their last night of letting loose and having fun. This is your last day before you go back home to Vanessa and your boring suburban life.”

Just then, Joey showed up and he and Patrick decided to go for a walk, after Joey was introduced to the guys. Cole, feeling better about his body, was just in the speedo Gabriel gave him and decided to go for a dip. When Cole came out of the water, people were stirring at him. He was showcasing to everyone, his beautiful tan olive skin, the water dripping down from his body and the see thru speedos with his hard stiff cock on display. He tugged on his cock walking back to his towel, showcasing his seductive grin for everyone to see.

Three hours went by, and Cole was at the bar having a few beers and shots, chatting with Eric and Omar and some other guys. Matt and his roommates showed up and spotted the gorgeous Cole. “Hey Matt, I do apologize for running off yesterday, it was such a douche move,” Cole was saying. Matt was busy stirring at Cole’s see thru speedo, where the imprint of his cock was in full view. Matt was licking his hungry lips and put his fingers on the waistband of Cole’s speedo and slowly slipped them inside. He was now squeezing Cole’s hard cock, and soon after, it popped out of his speedo. “Let’s go to the dunes and you can take care of this stiff cock,” Cole whispered into Matt’s ear.

Cole remembered what Patrick told him, that this might be the one and only time he does anything with guys, so he was like “fuck it” in his mind. “A drunk Cole is a slutty Cole,” he thought to himself. Cole, Matt, his roommates, and few other people would follow into the dunes, as Cole’s now stiff hard cock was on full display for everyone to see. They found a spot with a few tables. Some tables were all already occupied with groups of guys fucking, sucking, rimming, and fisting.

Cole hops onto a table, takes a few hits of poppers that someone puts under his nose and then points out to everyone and says, “Help yourself” with a devilish grin on his face. Before they did, Cole did warn everyone, “No butt sex, I am saving that for someone special!” Within a few seconds, Matt was between Cole’s legs, licking the tip of his precumming cockhead. He was swiveling his tongue around Cole’s swollen, mushroom shaped cock head, which was flaring out like a balloon and his blue veins along his long and extremely fat shaft were bulging, almost to the point of bursting.

The other guys couldn’t wait any longer. One sat on the right of Cole, while the other on the left. They were slowly licking Cole’s chest hair and going up to his nipples. The sensation of these guys’ tongues swiveling around his nipples was intoxicating. Two others got behind Cole and started licking all the summer heat sweat off his back. Others started tugging with their mouths and licking Cole’s enormous balls.

Cole was aggressively pushing Matt’s head down further on his cock, to the point of making him gag as he reached his pubic hair, one of Matt’s roommates started to make out with Cole, after taking another hit of poppers. After a few minutes of intense lip locking, biting lower lips, the bj from Matt, and all the other hot steamy sexual stuff being done to Cole, he pushed Matt’s roommate to the side and yelled out, “I am about to fuckin blow a massive load, and I want everyone in front of me, with tongues out if you want to get some of my baby makers in your mouth!”

Matt let go of Cole’s cock and everyone got to their knees as fast as they could in front of Cole. Within seconds later, Cole blasted a good amount of jizz into the air, everyone trying to get a drip of his thick creamy cum into their mouths. His organism was so intense, Cole thought he almost knocked himself out, with all the grunting, swearing, and the sweat dripping down his body. After pumping out a good 9 or so thick loads, Cole laid down on the table, as all the cock hungry sluts were all making out with one another, swapping Cole’s cum into each other’s mouths.

Just then, a new group of guys showed up after the crowds around the tables were cheering and hollering at what they saw. Included in this group were Eric, Omar and a few of the Go-Go boys. They grabbed Matt, made him get on all fours and started to fuck him. Two guys were double penetrating his loose asshole, while three others including Omar, were shoving their cocks into Matt’s eager, awaiting mouth. Omar and the other 5 men were either Black or Latino men, with cock sizes ranging from 9.5 to 12 inches long and thick.

Cole got up and like everyone else, was amazed and turned on to witnessing Matt handling all these cocks like a pro. Eric would stand next to Cole and wrap his arm around him, asking how he is feeling today. Cole since meeting Eric felt safe around him and he noticed that Eric had his cock out of his Calvin Klein boxer brief trunks and was jacking his cock watching the show. Cole without warning, got on his knees and started to slowly jack off Eric’s coke can size cock. “You don’t have to do this Cole,” Eric said. “I want to,” and for the first time in his life, Cole would have a cock in his mouth.

Cole, with his mouth open wide and leaning forward with his hips, started to take Eric’s cock into his mouth. Closing his lips around Eric’s cock, and for the first time the wild sensation of another man’s cock in his mouth. Cole was moving his tongue over the underside of Eric’s shaft, tasting his precum. For several minutes, he would repeat this, as his head was moving backwards and forwards, taking in his mouth, the wet saliva building up as he was getting accustomed to this.

Eric’s thick cock was a lot for Cole, as he tried to deep throat, but couldn’t and kept gagging midway, tears and sweat were coming from his face. Cole was trying very hard not to use his teeth, as he was trying to pleasure Eric’s glorious thick cock. He kept doing the same routine repeatedly, licking and tasting Eric’s cock, running his tongue all over his fat thick cock, stopping from time to time to focus on the tip and swiveling his tongue over the most sensitive parts. This was driving Eric wild, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Cole knew Eric was about to blow his load, as he aggressively was bobbing up and down his cock and suddenly in his mouth for the first time was filled Eric’s cum. Eric belted out a load “Holy shit!” and dumped a few loads into Cole’s mouth. Cole tried hard to swallow, but couldn’t, and spit some of it out.

Eric got off the table, lifted Cole and started to make out with him. Eric was spitting and licking his fingers and slowly ran his hand around to Cole’s ass crack and started to spread his cheeks. While making out intensively with Eric, Cole didn’t realize at first, Eric was fingering his hole and slowly got to his knees and started to rim his pink virgin hole. Cole in aw of this, started to moan in pleasure as Eric either kept licking his hole and taint or getting up and slapping his coke can cock on his ass cheeks. Then, out of nowhere, two guys pushed Cole’s to all fours and slapped their cocks on his cheeks and shoved their cocks in his mouth. Cole was in cock heaven, never experiencing something like this before, but loved every minute of it.

After about 15 minutes, the two guys blasted their loads all over Cole’s face and Eric blasted his load all over Cole’s back. When Cole opened his eyes, he saw it was Jackson and Gabriel who were sucking them off, as they stood there with their devilish, horny, grinning smiles. Eric got up and yelled out to his crew, “alrighty you fuckin sluts, time to clean up and head back to the bar to get ready for tonight’s shit show!” Before leaving, Eric whispered in Cole’s ear, “hope you had fun.” Cole covered in cum, lifted himself up and both Gabriel and Jackson than told him, “Don’t worry, this will be our little secret, and Patrick will never know about this, since he is SO deeply in love with you,”

Cole just stood there, hearing this revelation that Gabriel and Jackson just told him. “What do you mean, does Patrick have a thing for me?” a confused Cole said while tilting his head. Cole had at this time put his speedo on and was walking back to the beach with the guys, leaving Matt behind as he was busy with the massive gangbang that was occurring. The guys told him about Patrick’s obsession with Cole. “There is a reason why Patrick could never have a steady boyfriend, he always compared them to you. No one could live up to your expectations! Patrick talks about you all the time, and has been in love with you for years!” They told Cole. A shocked Cole, was taking a quick shower at the beach to rinse off all the cum on him before heading back home, thinking about all the information he was just told.

All three arrived home, Tim and Steve were barbecuing for tonight’s last dinner together, while Patrick was on the sofa reading a book. Cole went over to him and gave him a playful squeeze on his shoulder. “Hey buddy, I am about to go take a shower, I need your help with tonight’s outfit,” Cole asked Patrick. Jackson and Gabriel, both smiled at each other, as they also went upstairs to take a shower.

Once upstairs and the door closed, Patrick was sitting on the bed. Cole just started rambling to Patrick about today and the dunes and realizing who he truly is after his stay at Fire Island. “This trip really woke me up and made me realize something that I have been hiding for years. I have been having these feelings for a very long time and one of the main reasons why I wanted to tag along Patty was to see if I was truly attracted to men,” Cole said. He went on to say, for years, he has been beating himself up and then he told Patrick, “I love you Patty, always have, always will. You’re my soulmate and I want to be with you only. I am truly sorry if I acted like a major slut these past couple of days”.

Patrick has been waiting for years for Cole to say he loves him. Ever since he first met him when they were young, he dreamt of being with him. “Cole, I was kind of mad at you in the beginning, but you needed to find yourself and explore your sexuality. Hell, when I first moved to San Francisco, I went beyond sex crazed. Gangbangs, bathhouses, cruising parks and even craigslist posting with anonymous and sometimes unprotected sex. So, I realized the last day or so, I got it Cole, you had to discover who you are.” Cole was now standing in front of Patrick, leaned down and kissed Patrick on the lips.

Patrick was in heaven, he felt like he was on cloud nine, as cheesy as it was, Patrick felt he was in one of those cheesy romcom movies, where fireworks were firing over his head. Patrick would lift himself up and they embraced themselves, kissing ever so passionately. The kissing, the moving together, the noises they were making, the way their bodies were hugging each other’s cocks was amazing. Cole broke our kiss and pressed our foreheads together as we continued to make out.

“I love you,” Cole whispered.

“I love you,” I said to Cole.

“Dinners ready, fags!” Tim is screaming at the top of his lungs. We finally broke apart and I told Cole we should head downstairs and talk about this more after dinner. Just then, Patrick received a text message on his phone, as they were about to head downstairs. It was from Omar, and he wanted Patrick to see something. Patrick’s dreams would turn into his nightmare, as everything would come crashing down on him.

While Cole was talking to Eric earlier in the day, Omar was in the kitchen. Omar and Eric not only were bartenders, but roommates as well. Omar overheard everything and still was pissed that he didn’t get to make money off Cole. Eric and Omar’s original sinister plan was to get Cole so drunk and maybe drug him at the bar, to pimp him out for money. Omar is all about making quick money, pretty much the illegal and sleazy way.

So, when Eric had a change of heart, it ruined any plan for Omar to cash in on this stupid straight guy. Omar being the asshole he was, recorded the whole conversation. He knew Patrick from previous years on the island, as they use to fuck. Omar is that tall, muscular, Afro-Dominican cocky type that Patrick falls for and would let Omar fuck him raw on occasions. Patrick would play the video that was attached to the text message and then, looked at Cole with a look of pure disgust.

A few minutes later, the rest of the roommates who were all downstairs, heard Patrick screaming at the top of his lungs and then a huge loud thump occurred. The guys ran upstairs and saw Cole on the floor with a black eye and bloody lip. Everyone was confused at what was happening.

“I can’t fuckin believe you Cole! YOU FUCKED my boyfriend! To make matters worse, he involved my brother in it!!!” Patrick had a look of pure hatred and disgust on his face. He looked like he was about to kill someone.

“Patty, we are SO sorry, we were just caught up in the moment this afternoon!” Jackson was telling Patrick, who had a confusing look on him now.

“Yeah, you know it’s Fire Island, we were drunk and high and saw Cole there in the gangbang. So, we shoved out cocks in his mouth and let him blow us,” Gabriel would continue.

Somehow, that triggered Patrick even more! “I am not even mad about that; this WHORE seems to want to fuck everyone insight!!!” Patrick screamed at the top of his lungs. He would go on to tell his friends that Cole fucked his ex-boyfriend, along with his brother Aiden, his senior year in college. The guys were all shocked, as poor Cole was laying on the floor, covered in blood, looking up with sad puppy eyes.

“YOU’RE DEAD TO ME COLE!!” Patrick screamed even louder. He then stormed past the guys and turned, “I want you gone when I come back. The last ferry to the mainland leaves at 9 pm. I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN! You are the biggest piece of shit! I HATE YOU COLE!!” and Patrick would storm out of the house, the last time he would ever speak or see Cole again.

I was having a hard time ignoring the guy in his backyard. He was shirtless, with a nice upper body with meaty pecs that had a little bit of hair around them. His back was broad, and smooth, narrowing to a firm waist. He had on a bathing suit and was walking around, oblivious to me and my crew cutting the field behind his house. He was alone, and I was checking him out behind my sunglasses discreetly. I could feel my bulge thickening. Feel my mouth watering. Feel myself yearning to be with another man again.

It was nearing the end of the summer and I was out cutting another field on another hot day in August. I was 20, lean and ripped after a full year working out hard during my first year at university. And had just ended a whirlwind affair with a hot guy from a dealership that I just found out was engaged to a woman. As I paused to fix the end of the weedwhacker I was using, I stared at this guy in his backyard and thought about John, the big powerfully built man that had just been nailing my ass for the last couple months. It had been a few weeks and now I was getting nothing. And I was fucking horny.

At 20, I was still packing on muscle as I kept up with my routine created by both Sean and Aaron, two guys I had been under while I was away in university for my first year. I had met a couple others, and was under them too, until I finally hooked up with my professor Tom, the big ex-bodybuilder. But he was three hours away. And Frank, my boss, was now married to Tracie which left me out in the cold at last. I didn’t want to have an affair with a married man. That’s what made me leave Rick and all those other guys. And John.

So I was holding out to see Tom again, my professor, once I returned to school in a few weeks. We sort of broke if off at the beginning of the summer once we realized how far away we were. But I couldn’t stop thinking about him. John fulfilled the gap. But now here I was again, with a gap.

I was at my peak it seemed. I noticed more and more people checking me out. Girls. Guys. Dads. Everyone. At 5’9 and almost 160 pounds, I was a lean ripped young cute looking boy next door with killer eyes and a butt to pound. And as I stared at this hunky guy in his backyard on that fine summer day, I knew I needed to have something soon before I exploded.

I was sitting home alone that night, feeling the need to jerk off desperately. My parents had gone out again – my mom and her boyfriend Walt that is. My mom’s car was sitting in the driveway and before I knew it I was in it, driving towards downtown, knowing full well where I was heading even though I hadn’t planned it.

I had been there a couple times before, but not since last summer. My baseball coach had first taken me there. And then my next “daddy” had brought me there a few times as well. It was the only place that I knew I could find something to scratch this itch. To release this tension. To get me off in the meantime, until I could go back to school. And back to my professor who I hoped would be waiting for me.

Even though it had been a year, I knew the drill, stepping inside front dark entrance of the “spa” and paid for a locker. I nodded to the older guy behind the counter as he eyed me hungrily as he let me in and I went quickly to the locker area directly to the right. There was a guy in there stripping down, and we exchanged glances. He was a younger guy like me, maybe a bit older. Not all that attractive and not in any shape whatsoever. I could see him eyeing me sideways as I stripped down, showing off my round jock ass and my muscled figure, but when I wasn’t engaging back, he wrapped his towel around his waist and sauntered off to explore. Which is exactly what I was going to do next.

I was already shaking in anticipation as I heard the sounds down the hall. It was a Friday night, and I had hoped there would be a crowd. It seemed pretty empty near the front, but I knew my way to the back, and down the stairs where the sauna and the showers and the video room were. And the small rooms.

I rounded the stairs and could hear the familiar sounds of pleasure, guys moaning, flesh slapping together. I knew someone was having fun at least, and it made my cock thicken under my towel. I had an impressive 8 inches of cut meat and it was already displayed  nicely as I came to the bottom of the stairs.

I looked down the hallway at the rooms and noted about half were closed. I turned the other way and headed for the sauna, past the showers where there were a few guys in there. One was the out of shape younger guy I just saw in the locker. The other was an older guy, stocky and thick, who gave me a locked stare as I walked by. I could see him washing his crotch, then showing off his sizeable dick as I kept walking by. He wasn’t what I was looking for tonight.

I peeked into the sauna and saw two guys sitting in there. They were doing the usual outward stares at each other and stroking under their towels. I kept going, listening the sounds coming from the other bank of rooms at the other end. I could hear repetitive grunts and the sound of fucking coming from one room as I went by and thought how lucky that one was. I needed a cock badly.

On my second slow walk by the shower, the stocky guy was now making out with the younger guy and a new guy was coming my way. He was taller than me, about my age and in somewhat decent shape. We sort of gave each other the look as we walked by. He grabbed his crotch and sort of held my gaze a bit as we passed each other. I didn’t look back, just sort of kept going wondering if he would follow me. But when I rounded the corner by the sauna again, I turned to look at an empty hallway.

I found myself in the video room, where a porn was playing. Leather guys going at it in a loud manner. There was only one guy in that room, cock out stroking. He was an older guy, about 40 or so and looked pretty nice. But he didn’t take his eyes off the screen and I thought this was turning out to be a boring evening already.

I found myself wandering again when I noticed the showers were empty. I stripped the towel off and went in to warm up, or to at least stop myself from shivering in excitement. I closed my eyes under the water and thought about Tom, his big body, his thick cock, and the way he looked at me. My cock grew as I turned around under the hot stream, just from the memory of him. I had become a little scared of Tom those last few times we were together, as he got rougher and more dominant with me. But at this moment, I needed him.

I opened my eyes to see a beefy older guy standing at the entrance to the showers. He looked like a brute, in his 40s clearly with a nice set of pecs and hard round gut that sat nicely over his towel. He had big arms, thick looking and hairy. He had a beard that was dark and full, making him sort of scary looking. His hair was wild, longer and thick like his beard. And he was just standing there staring at me.

I turned sideways, feeling a bit on display, which made him shift slightly. I could see his bare legs, looking like his arms, thick and muscled, hairy. And his feet were long, the veins running across the top. I looked back up to meet his eyes and a slight grin appeared on his face. Then his big hands unhooked his towel and he opened it up to show off a midsection that matched the rest of him. Fit. Thick. Meaty. Hairy. He looked like a man. One sexy man.

He hung up his towel and stepped into the open shower area and went to the shower head directly next to mine. He stared at me as he turned the shower on and held a big hand under the water to test it before he moved under it. I watched the hair on him matte down, sticking to his body and amplifying the muscles on him. He slowly turned around to show off a completely smooth back, and a neck tattoo, and a mouth watering ass that I suddenly wanted to grab. When he came around full circle his cut cock was larger, thicker. I could see the veins in it as I stared down at it.

Without a word he stepped closer to me and reached towards the knob of the shower where there hung a soap dispenser and he squirted it casually into his hand before he stepped back under his own spray. I noticed that there was a dispenser under his own shower, before I realized what he was doing. My heart started to thump so loudly I though he heard it.

He did it again, moving into my area to get more soap, this time stepping closer to me and breathing in. He exuded masculinity, his frame much taller and wider than my own. I was tanned from the summer, but he seemed darker, almost Mediterranean like. He looked Greek, or something to that effect. My eyes roamed over this man as he rubbed the soap into his chest and gut, and then reached under to hold up his now hard cock and show off a pair of bull sized balls.

I licked my lips and thought I’d play along with his game. I stepped into his shower and reached over to his soap dispenser. I heard him give a little grunt of approval and he moved purposefully closer to me so that his chest connected with my arm as I pumped out soap. I felt the touch and my heart skipped a beat and my cock twitched. I saw his eyes move down and he continued to soap up his cock and balls as I moved back under my own stream.

He grinned at me and stepped into my area again, this time moving more behind me and then reached AROUND ME to get at the soap, practically pinning me in between his two hands as they pushed out soap into his large hands. I felt his hot breath on my neck and the side of his body graze mine. I let out a little gasp and sucked in some air at this feeling, which made him growl softly and move closer to me, making sure I felt him behind me.

He didn’t move this time. Instead he retracted his arms and rubbed the soap on his body directly behind me. I looked over my shoulder at him and gave a grin before turning around completely. He gave a little “hmph” and then stepped into me again, reaching around me to get more soap. His hard gut touched me, and his cock pressed against my leg. I held my ground and let him push into me more as he pretended to reach for the soap. He didn’t step back this time, but let his hands rub together to the side of me. I was staring at his neck and the impressive muscles on his shoulders as his bearded chin peered down at me.

And then he tentatively put his hands on my chest with his soapy hands and started to slowly wash me. We stood there, facing each other, not saying a word. I could feel his erection against me, and mine now against him. He stepped in more, pressing our bodies closer together. His bigger, beefier and hairier one against my more lean and ripped and smooth one.

“Nice.” He said, his voice sounding demon-like, all gruff and manly.

I looked at his pecs, seeing the dark brown nipple underneath the matted down hair and moved my hands to them, copying his motion. He moved into me more and I reflexively backed up feeling the shower wall behind me. I could see movement as guys strolled by the shower area but neither of us turned away. We were just staring at each other, slowly rubbing soap onto each other’s chests.

Then his hands moved up to my shoulders and he hinted for me to turn around. I did, again slowly as I held his gaze. When I was facing the wall, he stepped up again, massaging my lower back with his big soapy hands until I felt his cock pressing at my backside. I looked over my shoulder to see him looking down, probably at his own big cock against my bubbled ass. His hands went to my cheeks, gripping them firmly, and moving his cock in between them, squeezing them together. I could hear more grunts and growls coming from him. His eyes came back up to see me turned around and he grinned.

“You’re an impressive little thing.” He mumbled in that low gruff voice of his. He stepped even closer, running his cock straight up my crack and pressing me against the shower wall as his arms came around me. His lips were at my ear suddenly, and his hands grasped my cock. “I could just fuck you silly right here, right now.”

I actually moaned and pushed my ass backwards at that, making him lick my earlobe in a hungry growl.

“Mmmm. Feels like you need it.” He licked my ear, making me moan more. I could feel his cock sliding up and down the middle of my ass, grinding against me with a sudden urgency. My hands were splayed on the wall in front of me. Water sprayed down on me off of him as his hands squeezed my cock.

“I do.” I moaned out.

“Do what boy?”

“Need it.” I turned over my shoulder again, feeling his nose against my cheek. He looked up at me and held my face in that position with one hand and just stared at me for a moment, his dark eyes glaring at me.

I felt his other hand move around me, at my ass, grabbing his cock and moving it more firmly into my ass, still letting it rub my crack.

“Yeah? You need it that bad?” He sneered at me, his eyes not wavering, his lips curling up in a little evil grin. “You want this big dad cock in your little jock ass boy?”

His shaggy hair was now dripping wet, making it curlier and hanging off his head. Beads of water were dripping from his beard. He looked like a mountain man coming out of the rain. I felt his cock stop moving, and he held it in position. The heat from the tip of his dick was now pulsating into me waiting hole. I arched more, lifting my ass a bit to show him just where to enter. And he took the bait, holding his cock firmly and pushed forward.

I let out a groan as he split me open and slid into me all at once. I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes at the sudden invasion, but pushed my ass towards him until I felt that hard gut at my back. I opened my eyes to see him still looking at me, holding my head sideways. And then he leaned in, pulling my face to his and our lips met in a frantic kiss. He sucked my tongue back hungrily, and started to fuck my ass hard, growling out as he did. His hand never left my head, his mouth covered mine making me breath through my nose for air as he didn’t stop. The should of our bodies smashing together mixed with the sounds of water splashing as he rammed me good and hard. And fast.

His hand slid down to my neck where he gripped it tight enough, still allowing me to breath. He fucked me steadily for a solid ten minutes, both of us ignoring the crowd now gathered outside of the showers. He let go of my neck and grabbed my slim waist with both hands and announced he was cumming already. I felt him pull out and turned to watch him jerk his cock over my ass and explode straight up my back. I felt the water washing the big load of white liquid off my body as he grunted out his final drop, squeezing his cock with his big hand and then shaking it over me. He took a step back and slapped my ass, giving me a wicked grin and moved back to his own shower head to rinse off.

I saw the crowd of guys, about five of them, standing around the entrance beating off. One guy let a rope of cum explode from his cock straight into the shower area as he watched this big guy move under the stream and wash his face. The other four just kept stroking slowly. Two had their arms around each other, and they moved away leaving the remaining two. As I turned myself to rinse off, my own cock sticking straight up still full of cum, I saw the one guy drift away, leaving the other in full view at last.

He was a big stocky built guy from what I could tell, with a hairy chest and trim waist. He looked thick, and muscled. And familiar.

I turned off the water after the bearded man who had just fucked me stepped away. I watched him slip past the stocky guy waiting for me and never looked back. I slowly moved towards the entrance to get my towel, my eyes on this familiar stranger at the entrance. I could see the longer hair slightly askew, the clean shaven face and the movie star looks.

“I see you found a new daddy.” His deep voice said to me as I approached.

I let out a smile immediately as I recognized the face. That handsome face that I still continued to see on the news. Matt Roberts. Who I had once had drilling inside me as my newest daddy Rick joined in. Matt Roberts, the anchor on the nightly news. Matt Roberts who had passed along his card with his number on it wanting me to call. I had chickened out and never called. And now here he was.

Matt grinned at me, and gave my cock a little tug. “I was hoping it would be me.”

I dried my chest off, looking at him and couldn’t help but smile wide. “I don’t even know that guy.” I smirked. “And I haven’t gotten off yet.”

Matt’s eyebrow raised, and he folded his arms across his big chest. “I was hoping you would call.”

I wrapped the towel around my waist, covering up my erection and moved closer to him, suddenly feeling quite turned on at this prospect. “I thought about it, but then I went away to school, and….”

Matt just stepped into me and grabbed my neck and pulled me into his mouth. That kiss felt like the last time, immediately taking my breath away. Felt more passionate than the one I just had with the quick cumming dad in the shower. I felt my body tingling with desire and raised myself up on my toes to take him in.

“Holy fuck.” I muttered as we stopped.

Matt just took my hand and pulled me away from the showers. “Come on. It’s just you and me this time.” He led me down the hallway towards the rooms and pulled the key off his wrist at the farthest door. He opened it up and then stopped me again to kiss me. Long. Until we sort of stumbled into the room and he kicked the door closed.

“I can’t believe you’re here finally.” He moaned, and pulled my towel off. “I’ve been hunting for you for a year.”

I couldn’t believe he said that as he opened up his towel and showed me that impressive beer can thick cock of his. I let out a moan and immediately dove for it, falling on my knees and taking it in my mouth. I opened wide, feeling my jaw relax to take in the girth of it and grabbed his powerful legs.

“Oh my God YES!” Matt moaned, and let me feast on his cock for as long as I wanted. And I wasn’t going to stop it seemed until he pulled me off and gave me a warning look. “Careful. I don’t want to cum down your throat.” He leaned over me and slapped my ass. “This is where it needs to go.”

He turned me around and spread open my cheeks, pushing me forward onto the hard bed-like platform that was in the room. I lifted a knee as he moved face into my ass, tonguing me deep and soothing my used hole.

“He didn’t cum in you did he?” He moaned as he slurped at my hole.

I shook my head. “No.”

“Good.” He said and stood up behind me, slapping that heavy cock on my butt. “I’ve wanted this ass for so long…”

I turned around to look at him and waited, watching him smack my ass with his dick. Then his eyes looked up at me and he grinned.

“On your back.” He said gently and stepped back to let me flip over onto the hard surface.

He moved onto the platform with me, opening my legs with his and sliding into position between me. His hands moved to my wrists, and he pinned them just beside my head, holding them tightly as he stared down at me. I spread my legs wide for him, feeling his body moving into mine and wrapping my feet around onto his ass. He felt good in between me, and smelled even better as his face met mine again in a hungry kiss. I felt his cock searching and I shifted, lifting my ass up to allow him entrance. Having just had a big cock in me, his cock found it’s way easily.

Without a word, he entered me. He held himself up over me, our faces inches from each other and our eyes watching, his hands still holding my wrists to the hard surface under me. I was feeling the cock of a news anchor from TV sliding into me once again. I pictured his face the way he read the news, and looked at the determined look on him now. He was naked, over me, on me….IN ME.

“You feel so warm….” He purred over me, studying me as he slowly moved his hips back and forth in me. “Feel good?”

I nodded, my eyes taking in every inch of his face. He watched me silently, pushing in deep at times to see my reaction, until he lowered his head and kissed me, and it was like both of us let go.

I moaned loudly as he dug into me further, his tongue filling my mouth, his cock penetrating me even deeper. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hard body as he released the grip on my wrists and slid his hands under me. My own hands went to his smooth back, feeling the muscles shifting in him as he started to move faster. I imagined us, in a mirror, our bodies shimmering in sweat as we joined in unison, Matt’s thick cock plunging into me as our hands roamed.

My hands found his hair, and I dug my fingers into it, pulling at it as he kissed me. Matt’s lips left mine and I growled, pressing my forehead into his and staring deep into those eyes of his. Those eyes that seemed to speak to me during the news. Those eyes that seemed to break right through me.

“I want your cum!” I moaned.

Matt pressed his head harder against mine and seemed to pick up the pace, pumping his dick into me faster. “Yeah? Want me to breed this little ass?”

I slid my hands down his back to his smooth ass and squeezed. “Fuck yes!”

Matt’s hand slid up to my neck and his thumb curved around my jaw. He watched it on me, then slid it over to my lips which I went for automatically, opening my mouth to give him the signal that I wanted it. He moved it closer and I turned my head to suck it back, seeing the grin on his face as I did. He humped his hips into me harder now, the sounds of our bodies loud against each other.

“Fuckin’ sexy.” He suddenly muttered as he watched me sucking on his thick thumb. “So fuckin’ sexy.” His voice went quiet as he concentrated, his eyes squinting and his face relaxing. Then he frowned, and he grunted a bit as he started to fuck harder. “You want it? Want my fuckin’ load?”

I gave a “Mm Hmmm” as I sucked on his thumb and pulled his body into me closer by his ass. I lifted my own legs up as I felt his body tensing, watching the veins in his neck stand out as he lifted his head upwards. And I groaned with him as he started to unload that hot juice of his straight into my guts with each forceful thrust.

He slammed into me one last time, letting his bigger body push into mine with all his strength as he leaned into me, and then he slid out quickly, leaving me gasping and staring down at my throbbing cock.

Matt wasted no time and grabbed it, shoving it in his handsome TV star face and swallowed it whole. I let out a loud moan as the warmth of his mouth engulfed me and I gripped the sides of the platform bed as he started to suck the cum out of me. It didn’t take long after that pounding and the feeling of his cum dripping from my ass.

“I’m gonna shoot!” I moaned, grabbing his head to pull off. But Matt just moaned and kept going. I started bucking, getting ready to unload straight down his throat. My fingers clutched his hair as his other hand wrapped around my base and he milked it out of me. Another load. In a shuddering explosion.

I’m not sure who said “AH” afterwards, but we were both spent. Matt crawled back over me and kissed me, letting me taste my own cum from his mouth as his body covered mine. The platform was hard, but I didn’t want to move, feeling Matt’s fit body over mine. I could hear sounds of others getting off in the distance, which only reminded me of where I was. It must have reminded Matt too because he suddenly got up and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.

I watched his perfect body move around as he searched for his towel to wipe his body down. Then he started getting dressed. Benefits of having a room I guessed, without the need to strip down in the locker area. I grabbed my own towel and wiped myself down before wrapping it around my waist to watch this hunk get dressed.

Matt finally looked at me and gave me a smile. “You still have my card?”

I nodded, rubbing my own arm as I watched him covering up that muscled frame of his. “Yeah. I do.”

“Good.” He came over and gently took my face in his hand. “Then call me and you can come to my place where I can properly fuck you.” He kissed me quickly, then again, ruffling my hair as he backed away.

In a daze, I left his room and wandered back to the lockers. I dressed quickly, oblivious to the stares of others, ignoring the leers from the other men just arriving. Maybe Matt Roberts was just what I needed.

When I am lying back on my bed I always have fantasies that excite me. Here are just a few. You are welcome to make as much cum as you like.

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Veg Delight- La Grande Cucumber

(I’m not French just sounds more exotic)

On my way home from the shops I stop by Vinners. Vinners is an unbelievable vegetable market place. They have the most beautiful vegetables ever. Tomatoes as lush as my bum. Carrots so long they could be mistaken for sex toys, potatoes that are misshapen and end up looking like aliens going at it. Ahhh the place just fills me with sexual energy. I love it.

The guy who owns a particular stall has the hots for me. His name is Guedo, an Italian. He is fit and hot.

I ask him what he has to offer. He brings out a basket that contains cucumbers. Large, thick mean looking ones that get me wet and hard.

He tells me that they grow in a field in Italy that not many Italians know about.

He says the secret to a big, firm cucumber is lots of sun, water and planted in good, fresh soil.

I tell him that isn’t anything special but he goes on to explain that the most important part is only available to me if I do something for him.

I waste no time in wanting to hear this secret and before long I get tied to the hood of his car, parked in a lonely alley and am at his mercy.

He begins to tug my pants down, then my boxers until I am naked from the waist down.

Next he takes his time giving slaps to my buttocks. Not hard ones but soft ones. He then rubs my bum and squeezes from time to time.

My cock is hard and rubs against his car hood.

Suddenly he picks up the basket of cucumbers and places them on the hood.

Which one first he says before lubing them all with something smooth and sure to be akin to that of sunflower oil.

I nod to the small one. This one is misshaped but has a bulbous knob on the end.

Yes I think. That’ll be a great starter.

Within no time I feel him shoving it in my bum hole and then he rocks it back and fourth plunging deeper into my entry.

Then he takes it out and without warning shoves the next biggest one up me.

He plunges all cucumbers into my naked and now numb hole. Wonderful!

Next I see him take the cucumbers back. The fun looks to be over.

I’m left tied, spread and a whole lot wet when he comes back and I feel that he is about to put another cucumber up me.

In it goes. But wait. No this ain’t a cucumber. Jesus he’s shoved his enormous cock up my bum.

The feeling is unbelievable. Wow!

In he shoves, out he shoves then back and forth back and forth. My bum is shaking so bad and my cock is being pressed into the hood. Thankfully he had turtle waxed the car.

Sheer bliss!

His hands find my nipples and rubs them whilst shoving me with Italian stallion horse cock.

Then he ejaculates over my back. But wait again. There appears to be a cucumber in his hand after all. It rests on my back.

Why my back?

He unties me and we relax in his car a little.

I ask him about the cucumber on my back.

Whilst tugging me off he draws back his head and laughs.

He keeps laughing even after he has made me cum.

Then he whispers into my ear the secret.

Apparently the secret was my fresh cum that he needed to churn first then he would go back to Italy and spread it over the field. Who would have thought it?

End

I was sat at home chilling on the sofa browsing through various social media platforms. A advert popped up for experience days, showing things like supercar driving, spar days, escape rooms, etc. At he end of the ad a website link popped up. I thought what the hell its worth a look. I clicked on the link & had a browse, as i was about to come off of the page i spotted a extra link at the bottom of the page for adults only experience days & weekends. Being curious i clicked on it, up popped a age verification page & a free account set up.

I thought what the hell & signed up. After completing the relevant questions & setting up a account. A new page opened with a list of questions. Asking age, height, gender, sexual orientation, what you like & don`t like sexually etc. I filled in the questions & the bio section which included a fantasy question.

This is what i put for the general information. Versatile bisexual bottom(70% bottom, 30% top). I love the feeling as a cock (the bigger the better) slowly enters me & stretches me open (I’ve yet to find a cock to big for me to take) until its balls deep in me. One of my fantasies is to be the only bottom at a gangbang where I’m strapped into a swing & a minimum of 100 tops all with massive cocks are using me for their pleasure. I also have a kidnap & gangrape fantasy.

The list of interests i marked offInterests1 on 1. Anal. Bareback (Only if std & hiv negative). Bears. Bikers. Cruising. Cubs. Group sex. Kissing. Leather. Muscle. Naturism. Older guys. Oral. Piercings. Race play. Rimming. Rubber. S&M. Safe sex. Shaved. Skinheads. Tattoos. Twinks. Uniform. Voyeurism. Wanking.

I chose the arrest/kidnap fantasy, marked the dates i was available clicked the confirmation link & paid the fee. The confirmation email came through with a secure locator app link for me to install on my phone. The email also contained instructions to eat light leading up to & on my selected dates.

A couple of weeks later. On the first evening of my selected availability days, i was on my way home after having a few of pints in the pub when a police car pulled up . The officers (both of them were black) got out & questioned me about where i`d been who i was etc. They decided i was drunk & disorderly. They arrested me, i argued with them & verbally abused them, so they cuffed me , as they were putting me in the car one of the officers held a wad of cloth over my mouth & nose. Everything went blurry then black.

I came around with a thumping head in a room that looked like a police cell. I was naked a few minutes after i`d regained consciousness the door opened. The two officers that arrested me were stood there with two more. The first one told me that they were going teach a racist fuck like me a lesson.

They rushed me & dragged me to another room where they strapped me into a square frame (hands & feet in different corners). A chastity cage was clamped around my cock, & a urethral tube was inserted, making me cry out in pain. Heavy duty weighted nipple clamps & a open mouth gag with nose hooks were added.

They moved the restraints till i was in a bent over posistion & locked them in place. A enema nozzle was pushed into my ass & they proceeded to clean me out internally. One of the mens said make sure this little bitch is clean i don`t want any of his shit on my dick. While i was being cleaned the four men stripped & i was confronted with four of the biggest flacid slabs of black cock i had ever seen.

One by one they raped my mouth & throat with their big beautiful cocks each one shooting his cum down my throat. As i choked, spluttered, had snot & tears running down my face. When they had all finished cumming they decided to fill my belly with piss as well. As soon as my guts were clean i was removed from the frame & strapped into a type of sling that allowed my body to be put in various different positions of their choice.

The two extra men left the room telling the others to have fun & call if they needed help. The first of the men put me semi on my back with my legs spread & my head up. He said to me i want to see your face as i rape your racist pussy. He lubed up his hard cock (it was round 10″ long & really thick). He stood between my legs & tried to push his cock into me. But i was too tight & grunted in pain.

He told one of the others to go & get something to loosen me up. A bottle of poppers were stuffed under my nose & i was told to inhale. As i inhaled & the rush of the poppers engulfed me I felt my ass being forced open. I screamed in pain & tried to beg him to stop, but the open mouth gag prevented this. He kept going until he was balls deep. Or so i thought.

I`ve hit the bitch`s second cunt hole he shouted, as he pushed his hard cock even deeper & i felt a strange feeling like when a cock first enters you but deep inside me. With a grunt he said i`m balls deep in this bitch. As he started to fuck me with a varying rythmn. Sometimes slow & short thrusts other times pulling all the way out only to slam right back in as far as he could. I was feeling a combination of pleasure & pain, along with the buzz from the poppers i could feel a orgasm of my own start to build.

Then without warning i started to cum. The other man, the one holding the poppers. Said to the one fucking me. Look the bitch is cumming, this little racist must love big black cock. With that he pulled my head down (pivoting the sling) & stuffed his cock down my throat, the guy in my ass buried himself as deep as he could one last time & dumped his load deep in my guts as he grabbed hold of the nipple clamps & pulled, this caused me to scream out but made my ass clench tightly around his rapidly softening cock.

As he pulled out a massive load of cum splurged out over his softening cock & groin. This irritated him & he told the other man to help him take me out of the sling, the one with his cock in my mouth. He complained that he wasn’t done yet. He got told that my cunt was his to have next. Fuck yeah he shouts, I’m gonna open him up good.

As they release the straps holding me in the sling i dropped to the floor & instantly curl into a body protective position. As i lay on the floor a collar is fastened around my neck & i`m roughly pulled to my knees & the open mouth gag is removed. The guy whose cock that has just come out of my ass. Tells me to open my mouth & clean his cock. It is covered in a mixture of cum, my juice`s & lube.

I don`t answer him or move. He shouts, did you hear me boy (making me jump). I answer, yes. He drags me up to eye level b y the collar & menacingly tells me its yes sir or master. I answer yes sir.

He then leads me through to another room which is furnished with a large bed with a black rubber covered mattress, a kneeling bench with handles & restraint straps. In the corner is a frame with wheels holding a proper leather sex swing. He climbs on the bed lies back & tells me to clean him up. By this time i`m realizing the more i cooperate the better it`ll be for me .

I climb onto to the bed, kneel between his legs & start to lick & slurp up the mixture of juices covering him, these have started to go sticky & lumpy as it dries. I try not to gag & carry on. As I’m cleaning his cock, balls & groin he starts to get hard & groans in pleasure as i slobber all over his massive black cock (I’m secretly starting to enjoy myself a bit).

I start to deepthroat him willingly as far as i can. As I’m sucking the cock i feel hands roughly spread my ass open & a the other guy starts to force his cock into my already ravaged hole. I stop sucking the other cock & scream in pain. I thought the first cock was big but this one makes it feel like i`ve never been fucked before.

It felt like my hole was being torn apart. The guy who I’ve been sucking says to the other guy, Joe have you lubed your meat? He replied, yeah but only a bit i want this white boy to feel every bit as i put in. I quietly ask? Please sir can i have some poppers? Joe replies, No poppers for you boy. Till I’m balls deep. With that he pushes forward as, the other guy forces my mouth back onto his cock. I`m struggling to breathe due to the massive cock in my throat & the pain being caused as Joe`s meat is slowly going deeper in me.

All of a sudden Joe says, I’m in Abe & look we got us a white boy roast. This is how i find out finally both of my rapists names. They continue to fuck my ass & throat for a couple of minutes, until Joe tells Abe that he`s getting tired. Abe tells him to take a breather as he pushes his cock as into my mouth till my chin is resting on his balls & his cock starts to twitch & pulse in my mouth as he cums again. When he has finished cumming, he pushes me off of him & i lie there exhausted with a sore mouth & throat.

A worn out body & a wrecked, gaping asshole. After a few minutes Joe pulls me upright with the lead that is attached to the collar. He says to me , having fun boy. I answer quietly . Yes sir. They both laugh & i get told. Time to clean you up, ready for later. I get led to a cell type room with a shower & toilet attached & they lock me in with the instructions to get myself clean otherwise i`ll be in for some punishment.

I shower & collapse on the cell bed pass out with tiredness & physical exhaustion. All of a sudden (it could of been minutes or hours later, i have no idea of how long) i awake with a start as the door opens with clunk. There is a different man in uniform stood there & he tells me to follow him. I stand & follow him to another dimly lit room. Abe & Joe are standing there & one of them asks are you ready for round two.

I`m about to beg to be left alone when the lights come up & i realize I’m stood in the center of a large room with a padded sex swing suspended from a frame. They step forward & grab me & put me in the swing & tell me. Congratulations you survived day one of your experience weekend. I don`t fully comprehend at first until music starts in the background & a pair of double doors open in front of me & a load of naked men start to walk in.

Joe tells me its now time for part 2 of your experience weekend if you can handle it. As he hooks my feet into the stirrups of the swing, leans forward & passionately but roughly kisses me as he starts to finger & massage my ravaged boipussy. Then he removes the chastity cage & nipple clamps. I gasp as my nipples throb back to life & as my cock slowly becomes hard as the pressure from the cage is released & the blood begins to flow into it.

A bottle of poppers is put under my nose & i inhale deeply. The rush hits me like a train, as it subsides i look up & shout. Bring me those cocks boys come & use me. A cheer erupts from the crowd. A big bear of a man strides forward leans in kisses me roughly, then drops to his knees between my spread legs & starts to eat my ass like he`s starving. Another walks up & slides his cock into my mouth as another guy starts sucking my cock.

I am in a state of euphoria, the guy who`d been eating my ass, stops, stands up & pushes his cock into me in one motion until he`s balls deep. Making me gasp in shock, pleasure & a little pain. His cock feels massive. As i gasp the bloke whose cock is in my mouth starts to cum & fills my mouth with his load, which i greedily swallow. Between gasps, breaths & swallowing cum, i exclaim. Fuck its big. He laughs & says you thought Joe & Abe`s cocks were big. I`m bigger. He starts to fuck me slowly at first, then faster.

He tells the guy sucking my cock to climb on & ride my cock. This skinny looking twink type climbs onto me & slides my throbbing cock into his tight asshole as his cock slaps onto my belly, as he rides me he starts pulling on my nipples & squeezing my cock with his ass. The bear starts to fuck me faster & harder.

At times pulling his cock all the way out & then slamming it back in to the root. All of a sudden i start to cum as the twink clenches his ass tight around my cock & i empty my load deep in his guts. As he climbs off & a mixture of our juices run out of his ass & down onto the bears cock as he continues to fuck me in a varying rhythm & depth.

With a grunt he slams as deep as he can & floods my guts with his load. He pulls out. His cum & my cum that has come from the twinks guts mix together & start to dribble onto the floor. The twink drops down & starts to clean up the mess. Until another guy covered in prison ink steps up, pushes him out of the way & slides his cock deep into my hole, he fucks me hard & fast.

Slamming his cock all the way in to the root making me moan with each thrust. He stops suddenly, pulling his cock out & leaving me gaping wide open & leans forward, grabs my hands & pulls me up out of the sling while telling me to hold on. He carries me over to the center of the room where there is a mattress covered in a black rubber sheet, pushes me to my knees & stuffs his cock into my already open mouth, i suck & slurp on his cock until he unloads in my mouth & i swallow the lot. He calls dirty cum dump & walks off.

Two more guys walk up, their cocks are already hard one of them sits on the mattress & tells me to ride him. As i climb on & line his cock up with my hole. It slides in with very little resistance, I’m expecting the other guy to put his cock in my mouth but he pushes me forward into the arms of the guy I’m riding. As I’m being held, i feel the other guys cock start to be pushed into my ass to join the other cock. It hurts like hell as he pushes it in & i cry out in pain.

As i do this another cock is stuffed in my mouth. I cant believe it, it`s the first time i`ve had two cocks in my boipussy at the same time & i love it. The two guys fucking me don`t last long & flood my insides with their cum. As the top guy pulls out the one with his cock in my mouth replaces him & after a short time adds his load to the others.

After this i climb off of the guy I’d been riding leaving him covered in a mixture of cum, lube & boipussy juice. So i drop down & start to clean him with my mouth. As I’m doing this i feel hands on me, holding my cheeks open & someone starts to eat me out like it`s their last meal. My cock starts to get semi hard & dribble cum as this is being done. When I’ve finished cleaning up the other guy i make way over to a padded raised platform, with a sign above it saying FUCK BENCH.

I climb on & get comfortable & tell someone who is stood close to announce that I’m ready for everyone else to come & use me. The next thing i know is I’ve got a cock in my mouth, one in my boipussy & a mouth on my cock, then someone sticks a poppers bottle under my nose & start to rush. I lose all sense of a time & the realization of how many different cocks are in my boipussy & mouth & how many different mouths have sucked me & eaten my sloppy gaping hole & how many different guys have ridden my cock until it won`t get hard anymore.

My hole is gaping & cum is running out of it like a river. I finally pass out with exhaustion. When i wake. I wake in a hotel rom in a soft comfortable bed & a note beside the bed telling me to phone house services. I phone the number by the phone & they ask if there is anything i want? I ask for a pot of tea & some pain killers.

A few minutes later there is a knock at the door & a very attractive petite girl walks in with a tray containing the the items i requested. She sets them down & introduces herself as Maisie, then she walks into the bathroom & starts running me a bath. She tells me that it`ll help with the aches. She helps me get in the bath & helps me wash. As I’m laid back soaking she stands up & starts to remove her uniform revealing a very fit petite body (uk size 6) & some very sexy lingerie.

I feel myself start to get hard under the water as she removes the lingerie to reveal a perfect body with zero body hair & to my surprise a cock pops out from between her legs as she removes the panties. Maisie looks up & covers up her cock while asking. Do you not like what you see? I tell her that she`s beautiful & to finish getting undressed.

She smiles & finishes removing her clothes. I ask her to give me a twirl as she does this, she bends over & shows me a beautiful tight looking pink hole. I get out of the bath, take her hand & lead her to the bed. I start to kiss her & run my hands over her body, she gasps as i gently tweak her nipples & i feel her cock twitch against my leg. I stop kissing her & pull her onto the bed, i start kissing her nipples & work my may down to her cock & i suck on it till she begs me to stop as she is about to cum.

So i lift her legs up to her chest, spread her cheeks apart & start to eat her beautiful asshole. She starts to moan & writhe as i work my tongue in & out. After a while Maisie begs me to fuck her. I move myself into position & line my rock hard cock up with her wet juicy hole. As I’m about to push it in she asks me to be gentle as she`s never been fucked before.

I stop & looks worried & asks why are you stopping. I reply with a smile & a kiss as i tell her I’m just getting some extra lube. With that i start sucking her cock again until she cums in my mouth, as she lays there panting & getting over her orgasm i dribble her cum onto my cock & her hole. I slowly push my cock into her tight gurl pussy.

She whimpers & moans with a mixture of pleasure & pain. Every time i meet resistance i tweak her nipples to make her gasp & take her mind off of my cock entering her until I’m balls deep. I gently & slowly start to fuck her until she starts to shake & moan as cum starts to dribble from her soft cock. I start to fuck her harder & faster until I’m pulling all the way out leaving her gaping before i push it all in back to the root.

Maisie starts to moan & her cock is dribbling out cum as i bury myself as deep as i can & cum inside her. As i pull out i tell her to clench her hole as tight as possible & sit on my face, she manages to wiggle around till her gurl pussy is over my face & i pull her over my mouth & eat out the combination of our juices. As I’m doing this she starts to suck my cock & keeps going till i`m hard again. When I’m hard she turns around & lowers herself onto my cock until she is sat on me & I’m balls deep in her.

She continues to ride me with a varying rhythm & depth until i cum again. This load she lets dribble out over my cock & she cleans me up with her mouth .I ask her what time she finishes work, thinking that she is part of the package i`d paid for. She tells me she finished after she brought my tea & helped me bathe. But she decided to stay because she thought i was hot & wanted me to take her virginity.

I tell her to go & get the shower going & we`ll go back to my place if she wants to. She tells me that i`ve got the room till the morning as part of the package. With that i tell her not to worry about the shower & pull her closer, as she cuddles up to me we both fall asleep. In the morning I check out & call us a taxi. We go back to my place & the rest is another story.

It sucks being hundreds of miles away. More than that, it really sucks being in love with a man insisting on a no-strings situation. But Mr. Miles – Dan – was my best friend’s dad and things were,  well, complicated.

I told myself I wasn’t going to put my life on hold or sabotage my chance for a relationship. But when Dan sent me a text saying he was coming to Boston for business again and was thinking of tacking on an extra day to his trip, I knew I’d be skipping my Thursday class and taking the bus down.

The second I showed up I knew I’d made the right decision. Mr. Miles answered the door in just a towel, his 49-year-old dadbod looking incredible with just the right amount of hair and that thick muscular daddy bulk that showed the man had been putting time in at the gym lately.

“You’re a sight for sore eyes, Jeff,” he said as he ushered me in.

“I’ll say the same,” I replied, brushing my knuckles flirtily along his furry belly as I walked past him into the generic business hotel room. I took a look around and saw an open suitcase, a folded shirt laid out and a couple of Dan’s items on the desk. Otherwise, the room looked neat and unlived in. I set down my backpack and turned around.

I watched my friend’s dad walk in, a horny smile on his face and a hardon showing beneath the towel. Mr. Miles wasn’t overly hung, but he had a nice thick tool, hard and symmetrical in shape with a proportioned rounded head. “You’re looking amazing Dan,” I added, knowing the man didn’t like it when I called him Mr. Miles when it was just us.

He unknotted his towel and let it fall. There it was, that daddy body I still jerked off to regularly. Dan used to be self-conscious about his body with me, but he’d grown to embrace how I loved every bit of it. Even before he lost weight, but even more now, the man was just so fuckable. I was chubbed walking to the hotel but I was full-on hard now.

“Sex before dinner?” he asked.

“Fuck yeah,” I hissed, pulling off my sweater and T-shirt and making quick work with my jeans while I kicked off my sneakers.

Mr. Miles seemed to get a kick out of my excitement as he grabbed the lube and went to pull the bed covers down before plopping down on the mattress. His hardon stood up from his hairy crotch and he reached down to tug at his balls playfully. “Fuck, you’ve bulked up, stud….”

I smiled, making a show of yanking down my briefs and letting my erection plop up. I was hung pretty well, more long than thick, and Mr. Miles seemed to be really into my endowment. Even when I was a scrawny high school senior, that desire made me feel like king of the roost.

“I’ve been trying to make sure my Freshman 15 is going to the right places,” I boasted, taking wide steps toward the bed to make my hard dong sway for him. I’d been putting in a lot of time at the campus gym and eating as much protein as I could. I was glad the dividends were paying now.

“I’ll say, Jeff,” he hissed, naturally parting his legs as I crawled up on the bed to join him.

I could have fucked Mr. Miles right then and there, but I had waited eight long months for this chance, and I was going to make the best of it. We kissed, and I was surprised how much Dan responded to it, not just a lusty sex kiss, but something softer, more romantic, though just as needy. This was gonna fuck with my head for sure, but I went with it, savored it. I kissed Mr. Miles with every bit of romantic finesse I could muster as a still inexperienced 19 year old.

Then I kissed down his body. I think Dan was annoyed at first – his nipples aren’t an erotic zone, even though I loved sucking them. But he warmed up as my tongue traced along his belly and around his the base of his prick. Soon laving his daddy balls, before I nudged his legs up.

I’d never actually rimmed Mr. Miles before but I’d seen it a lot in porn videos and was way curious to try it. Thankfully, the man went along with it, giving me access and urging me softly to eat him out. It was addictive, that furry daddy hole, and the more I licked the more I wanted it.

I don’t know how long I ate Dan out but I felt a tap on my shoulder. “Buddy, you’re killing me… you gotta fuck me.”

I leaned up and wiped the spit off my chin as Dan handed me the lube.

“I know…” I said as I flipped the cap, repeating his instructions to me the first time I boned him. “Put a lot on.”

Dan looked at me with an almost shy look. “Actually, Jeff, you can go easy on the stuff…. I’ve been practicing a little since the last time.”

“Yeah?” I asked in surprise, though I took his word and put just a thin drizzle before spreading the lube all along my length with my fist.

“I bought a toy, about your size,” he admitted with embarrassment.

I got into the saddle, nudging my prick at his pucker. “The real thing is even better, Mr. M,” I teased taking the liberty of using my preferred name for him. And I pushed in.

I expected tightness, particularly after months apart. Maybe Dan was getting nailed by some other dude, though my instinct told me he wasn’t. But, fuck, it was like his hole was swallowing my stick right up.

“Shit, Jeff… fuck me buddy…” the man hissed, his strong arms reaching up to hold me and even pull me into him.

I went with it, not spearing the man, but pushing right up into his ass. “Oh fuck I love your ass, Dan,” I growled, taking advantage of his horned up state to start pumping him. I wanted to say I loved him, but I kept the energy on the fuck bud side.

It helped that Mr. Miles was humping his hairy ass up a little to meet my strokes, signaling his need. We clenched at each other’s bodies and I fucked harder, more excitedly. We traded simple sex talk between kisses, feeding off each other.

It was getting too much for me. “I know you want me to last longer, Dan,” I said with exasperation. I was right on the cusp of my orgasmic plateau. Not there yet, but close.

The man nodded. “Stop for a second.”

I did, feeling my chest heave with deep breaths. My prick actually twitched in its stationary position buried up Dan’s guts.

“Fuck,” I hissed. I wanted to cum, but I didn’t at the same time. Not yet.

“Lube,” he instructed simply, his own baritone voice hoarse with sexual need.

I gave him the bottle and watched him squirt some right onto his fat dick. He’d barely tossed the bottle aside and gripped his boner when he looked back up at me. “All right, stud… fuck me off.”

Even with his instruction, my fuck thrusts caught him off guard. I went at that ass in rapid fire, deep strokes, making his eyes go wide.

“Oh fuck!” Dan cried. “Pound me, stud. Nail my fucking ass!”

I did and watched the man enter a toe-curling, face-reddening orgasm. Heavy shots of his daddy cum all over his body. It was beautiful and it was hot. My O wasn’t simultaneous but I shot inside him in pretty short order. Sex with Mr. M had been hot before, even naughtier since I was doing it under my friend Zach’s nose, but this time had all the previous times beat.

Mr. Miles seemed to think so, too. He was chuckling at how out of control we’d gotten. “Seems like you’ve learned a few moves at college, stud… that was fucking hot.”

***

The sex was great but it was awesome just to spend quality time with Dan. The man took advantage of his expense account and took me to a really nice restaurant. “For the record, you’re my client tonight,” he winked.

When we got back to the hotel room we were both tired and just enjoyed some cuddle time in the bed, watching some TV and enjoying each other’s bodies.

We may have gone to sleep early, but I woke up in the middle of the night to find Mr. Miles’ strong body pressed back against mine. As I stirred I ran my hand along his flank and felt him hump against me. Oh fuck, he wanted sex again. I don’t know if I had a boner in my sleep but I was certainly erect now.

I’d have to go to therapy one day to figure out my attraction to daddies. To figure out why I got such a rockhard bone with men like Mr. Miles. But right then, I knew in a gut way why this appealed to me. Here was the man who was a paternal figure in my life, the kind of man who could have been my protector. And here I was being his protector, running my fingers affectionately in soft caresses of his chest and stomach. Letting him know his Jeff was here for him. It was a fucked up psychodrama and probably in my head only but it turned me on like mad.

Particularly when I felt the man’s strong hand reach back and grip my prick, guiding it between his buns and he shifted his body to line me up.

I don’t need an invitation like that personally engraved. I fucked back into Mr. Miles. It was probably a little after midnight and we were both still in this sleepy state still – the kind of in-between state where your horniness is keeping you from the sleep your body wants. We clenched and rutted side by side, until I rolled him over for more leverage.

We hadn’t fucked like this much, Dan face down, me mounting him, but I loved it. I loved the physicality of the sex and the thrill of topping this hot 49-year-old dad. I entered that weird headspace again, that psychodrama. Imagining Mr. Miles divorcing, imagining me taking this ass every single night, imagining becoming my friend Zach’s daddy by fucking his father.

I came first, hard. I kissed the back of Dan’s neck and rolled off, letting him flip over on his back to jerk off while I fingered his cummy, used hole. His orgasm wasn’t as big as the earlier one, but he seemed to need that release. I was glad to give it to him.

We quickly rolled to different sides of the bed and went back to sleep.

An alarm jolted me awake. 5:30 was early as fuck, but Mr. M had a flight to catch and I had a morning bus back to my college town. I almost slept in until the last minute but I felt my dick bone up remembered our night time fuck. I’d have to store the memory of that for my JO sessions until my next time with Mr. Miles. If there would be a next time.

I slipped out of the bed. The shower was running, but the bathroom door was cracked open, maybe to give just enough light to wake me up.

I pressed on the door and saw him there. I’d never get sick of Dan’s body. Full, meaty, just the right amount of hair, just the right amount of dad beef. I hadn’t even planned to ask him for sex again, but there I was, standing feet away with my morning wood sticking right up.

The man just gave a slight smile and turned off the water. With a simple but lewd motion he raised his left leg and put it on the shelf of the shower-tub, revealing his meaty buns for me.

“One more for the road, stud?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I croaked in my morning voice and stepped in to join him.

This is not a story. At least, not like any of my other stories. This is more about how the mind works, how my imagination can run rampant, taking me to all kinds of places, good places mostly, escaping from the mundane world, in a way.

I’m proctoring. My college students are taking one of my tests. Eighteen of them, 12 girls and 6 boys. Talk about gender equality, huh?

I pace around, checking their work and their names when it suddenly occurs to me that some of the names don’t really fit the persons. My mind is triggered. What if I gave them names, ones that I thought would fit them better?

There’s a Joe—I’m not giving the real name—for example. He’s slender and tall, about 5’ 9”. Hair cut short. Light beard, trimmed. Attractive facial features. Just like a Joe. He’s wearing a hoodie and tight grayish faded jeans, the leg of which ripped open, exposing one knee, narrow legs ending an inch or so above his ankles, showing some hair. Sneakers.

What would Joe look like without clothes, I wonder? For one thing, in my mind I discover that his chest is smooth except for a light patch between the nipples, which are smallish and surrounded by a few curly hairs. His slender body is rippled. I take in a deep breath after exploring his naked chest with my fingers and undo his jeans, eager to see what’s inside them. He’s wearing tight boxers and I can see his bulge, longish dick outlined over the balls.

I pull down the boxers, red with a white band, revealing a thick patch of pubic hair, and as I have expected, a long limp dick, uncut, around 5 inches or so. I grab it, pulling back the skin. It starts to erect, the pink head glistening. I hear Joe moan as he gets hard. His cock gets thicker and longer with each stroke. Can it be over 8 inches already? Joe is fucking hung.

I see myself leaning and flicking at the slit, taking my first taste of this hot kid. But Joe grabs my hair and pushes my head in. “Suck this cock, prof,” he grunts. I know that Joe usually is quite participating in class. He now turns even more vociferous with urgings: “Yeah, take my big dick,” and “Suck this fucker,” which all turns me on even more than I am turned on by seeing him naked and hard. I swallow halfway down the throbbing shaft, bobbing up and down as he keeps goading me, my hand fisting the lower half of his long dick and stroking it in rhythm with my sucking. The ministrations of both my stroking hand and my slobbering mouth quickly bring him over the edge and he grunts as he spills his semen down my throat.

I pull out licking my lips waiting for Joe to compliment my cock-sucking him. Instead, he glares down at me, pulls up his undies and jeans, tucks his dick in, flicks his hand through his hair and walks away.

That is Joe, typical cocky college boy with a big dick and he knows it.

I smile inwardly and scan the test room again. The kid in the back is a hulk. Maybe 6 feet tall, heavily built, a beard, longish curly hair. He could be a Ralph, I think.

I prefer slim boys though, but it wouldn’t hurt to imagine, would it? After all, proctoring is such a boring chore.

What is Ralph like naked? Probably flabby and smooth. In spite of all his hulkiness, his face is baby-like. Full red lips, rounded face cheeks. I undress him.

Ralph towers above my 5’ 6”, his dick hanging low, not too long, but promisingly fat. He does have thick pubes, which I like a lot. I fist the limp cock and it starts to harden, his sweatpants and tighty-whities around his ankles. Ralph barely emits a sound as he erects in my hand. Suddenly I feel slime. The kid is leaking. Profusely. My hand can barely encircle his cock girth: it is so fat.

I bend over and take Ralph’s fat dick into my mouth, fully stretching my jaws as wide as the can get. He pushes in once and just explodes, not giving me a chance to suck on his dick. Quickly, he pulls out, dresses and exits the room almost falling over himself. I snicker, licking my lips.

What’s with those kids today? A touch on their dick and they nut. Amazing.

And of course, the smile returns when I spot Mitch. He is a jock. Man on campus type. Athletically built, blond, light beard, sweats and sneakers. He looks so straight that my heart goes out to him for what he’s missing from guys servicing him. He must be very popular with girls. I have often noticed the girls in class goggling him and I really felt like slapping their faces.

So Mitch must be either smooth in the chest or totally shaved. His nipples are pink and round and stand out deliciously, grapes ready to be plucked. My teeth encircle them, tongue flicking as he arches his back and moans. I grab his crotch and feel his dick inside his sweats. He is trying to pull back, but my mouth on his nipples quickly makes him change his mind and he thrusts into my groping hand.

Encouraged, I slide my hand inside his sweats, never letting go of his nipples. I don’t dare to venture into kissing him. This might gross him out, but my grabbing his dick inside his sweats makes him moan. I stroke his cock and suck on his nipples, rewarded my a thick throbbing hardness, eager to be serviced.

Again on my knees, pulling down the sweats, I study the hard cock in my hand. Cut. Bulbous knob. Thick shaft. Somewhere around 7 inches. I lean in without hesitation and gulp into this throbbing dick. Mitch raises his arms and places his hands behind his head. I notice that his armpits are shave as well. He squeezes his eyes shut, as if to tell himself that it’s not a man working on his cock. After all, he’s straight. But getting head is not gay, is it?

I take him all the way to the base, noticing how his shaved balls bob up and down. I grab them and work in and out of his shaft, keeping the head inside my mouth all the time for fear of losing him. His hesitation makes him more erotic for me. This hunk of a boy is so delicious. I know that what I’m giving him surpasses any head from a chick. I’m a pro cocksucker and my pleasure exceeds that of the guy I’m sucking.

I venture my hand under his balls and knead his scrotum. I feel his cock getting even thicker in my mouth. I hum and vibrate my throat against the round knob. I can hear him making all sorts of sounds, still not touching me. Tentatively, I reach up, grab one of his hands and place it on my head. He takes the cue, brings his other hand down and grabs my head. What follows is the hottest skull fucking I have ever had. Mitch goes at it with full force, his abs rippling, his thigh muscles taut, his head thrown back. When he explodes down my throat, all he utters is “Oh FUCK!” and I get his straight boy load. In full. Every drop.

Smacking my lips I retreat before Mitch realizes what has just happened and floors me with a punch in the mouth.

Three down! My proctoring isn’t as boring as I have thought it would be, thanks to my vivid imagination.

My eyes move around. Ah, there is what should be a Phil. Not Phillip: Phil. Small in stature but quite fit. What is striking about Phil is his piercings. The ears, the nose, the lower lip. I bet he has other piercings in his nether parts. My body tingles. I notice his hands and lower arms out of his leather jacket as he writes: heavily tattooed. Phil is a punk kid, it seems. Very interesting. A pierced, tattooed, street kid.

He glares at me and nods. What? Has he noticed my examining him? I should see him naked, shouldn’t I? I start a whispering conversation with him.

“Heavily pierced, I see,” I start.

He gazes at me with intense black eyes. His hair is shaggy and thick and his beard is black and longer than any other beard in the class. Is he hairy down there, too? I had to find out.

“So?” he stares at me.

“Just wondering. If there are any other piercings or tattoos?” I suggest, lewdly.

He immediately takes the hint. “Wanna see for yourself, prof?” he smirks.

Of course I want to see. My whole body is electrified by the gruffness of this kid, not like a college boy at all. Even his clothes are punk clothes, all leather. I nod.

Phil stands up and unzips his leather pants. God, the kid is freeballing. No undies. He reveals his upper hip to show a shark tattoo, the head of the fish touching the start of his pubes.

“Like?” he says, keeping his dick hidden, just the pubes. Being cheeky.

I nod again. “No piercings?” I goad for more skin.

Phil laughs out loud. “Prof, you’re really curious, dude.”

He pulls the jeans down to his knees. “Here’s what you want to see,” he adds pulling out his nuts from under his penis, showing me a ring pierced into his left balls.

“Wow,” I mutter, more interested in the cock.

Without hesitation, I kneel in front of him and gobble the limp member all the way to the base, taking in his pubic aroma. He erects inside my mouth, his hand clutching my hair. I keep my lips pressed around the base as the cock hardens and elongates inside my mouth until it is hitting my throat. I gag and try to pull back, but Phil’s hand is pushing on the back of my head, not letting me breathe. I choke and cough, and I hear the bitch kid snicker.

Finally, Phil pulls out his hard dick, quite impressive, not as long as Joe’s or as thick as Ralph’s. Estimate: around 6.5-7 inches, cut. Phil stands inches away from me, his dick pointing upwards and dripping spit on the floor. It plasters on his belly and throbs. I have to reach and pry it down to take it back into my mouth.

Ralph grabs me by the hair again and fists his cock, rubbing it all over my face.

“You fucking slimed my dick. I’m going to slime to fucking faggot’s face.” Very poetic, there.

He slaps my face cheeks with his hard cock. It smarts and stings, but I glorify at the maleness of it, controlling me. Phil’s other hand, the fingers tattooed with L-U-S-T, grabs my chin as he forces his cock inside my mouth. I moan and let him fuck my face, which he does, grunting and pounding into my throat. I’m drooling like crazy. Even snotting as well. Ralph is a rough kid.

I expect him to cum fast like the other boys. But he’s taking his time. His face-fucking is spotted with pulling out, slapping my face, and then thrusting in, deep and insistent.

Suddenly, Phil grabs my face with both hands lifting me up. He is quite strong for such a small boy. He plants a rough kiss on my mouth, pushing his tongue between my lips and grabbing my butt. He is turning me around and pushing my back down over the desk. I feel him fumbling for my pants, undoing the belt as he spoons my butt, roughly pulling them down exposing my ass. The kid wants to fuck.

Without any preparation, Phil thrusts into my hole. Rough and deep. Full force. I can’t believe this kid has such power. His cock buries inside me and he starts to fuck in earnest. I will myself not to give him the satisfaction of screaming, which I am sure he was expecting, the way he plunged  into me, impaling me. Again, I am expecting him to unload fast. I must look pathetic with the way I am bent over a desk with a boy’s cock ravaging my ass.

Like he has done when I gave him head, Phil pulls out of my ass, slaps my butt with his dick, and then thrusts back into my tunnel. Grinds. Pulls out. Buries back. Repeats. Butt slapping. Hair pulling. Nipples tweaked angrily. I am in pain, but it is also ecstasy. As he pounds me, I pull his hand and suck on his fingers. His reaction is immediately to push his middle finger down into my throat, gagging me. I bite down on it and he gives out a low scream. Turning my face around, he slaps me hard.

“Fucking faggot bitch,” he mutters and spits onto my face, his pounding cock not missing a beat. On and on, like it is going forever. When will this kid cum? Or does he ever cum?

It has to be more than ten minutes of ass pounding before I feel his rhythm go faster; his cock pulsates harder. When Phil explodes, he is bending over me biting hard on the side of my neck. This is going to leave a fucking mark, let alone the sore ass and the aching jaws. Is the kid marking me as his territory?

“You’re mine, bitch,” Phil hisses into my ear, and empties his load inside my guts. When he pulls out, he slaps my butt again with his dick and laughs. “Fucking faggot.” This seems like his favorite justification of denying that he is as much a faggot as I am.

Smacking my lips, I resume my scan. Patrick and Jonathan are sitting behind each other. These two boys seem inseparable, always coming in together, always working on their assignments together. They don’t seem to be a couple though, but it is still a possibility the way they’re stuck to each other this way. My heart races at being sandwiched by these two boys.

Patrick is taller, slimmer and darker than Jonathan is. Both are delicious enough to eat. I saunter towards them, not satiated by the four young cocks that I have just experienced. Patrick looks up and raises his hand. I lean over his shoulder, pretending to look at his test paper. He whispers a question, the meaning of a word. I lightly press my crotch at his shoulder, and I whisper back the meaning although I don’t usually do that, telling them that I wasn’t a dictionary.

In response, Patrick looks up at me and presses his shoulder back at my crotch. Fuck! Yes, I think. I point to a place on his paper, any place, nothing in particular, and he looks down as I snake my hand, dropping it to grab his crotch, pressing harder on his shoulder. He immediately clutches my groping hand and presses it tighter his crotch. As I rub the young jewels with gusto, grinding on his shoulder, I feel a hand fumbling at my butt. It looks like Jonathan has noticed and wants in on the action. Do I mind?

I feel Patrick’s dick erect inside his jeans and I rub as I shiver at the massaging of my butt from behind me. Turning my head around and back towards Jonathan, I wink at him and he smirks back, pinching my butt cheek and pressing his fingers into my crack.

Slowly, I unbutton Patrick’s jeans fishing his dick out. He’s hard. Uncut and pencil thin. I pull down on the skin and his pink head is already leaking. Meanwhile, as I am busy working Patrick’s boy dick with my hand, Jonathan stands up behind me and spoons me grinding on my butt, his arms around my waist. I can feel Jonathan’s erection pressed onto my butt. Bending over Patrick to get my mouth on his juicy boy dick, I feel Jonathan undoing my pants and pulling them down.

A thick and throbbing rod slips between my thighs into my crack. I go down on Patrick, my hole twitching like crazy as I feel a wet knob prodding at it. I’m held tight by Jonathan, and I know he’s trying to penetrate. The wetness is sliming my hairy crack and greasing my hole. Jonathan is either using spit or is leaking, or is both. My bending over to suck on Patrick’s cock gives Jonathan the perfect position to fuck. Grunting, he pushes in, maintaining his bear hug, his arms tight around my waist. He cock plunges into my hole like a knife into soft butter. I try my best to stretch and relax for him, my groans muffled by Patrick’s long dick inside my throat.

Bobbing on the boy cock in my mouth, I move my butt in rhythm with Jonathan’s thrusts, meeting him half way. The three of us are grunting and moaning. In no time, two hot young sperm loads empty into my body.

With a sigh, I pull away, Patrick’s dick popping out of my mouth, dripping cum and spit, Jonathan’s fat cock slipping out of my butt tunnel, smearing the residue all over my hairy butt cheeks.

I check the time. “Ok, kids,” I announce. “Time’s over.” I can’t wait to get to my office and jerk off what has been building inside me and I know the size of the load I am going to shoot out. After all, my insides are flooded with boy jizz, so much so that I feel my balls hanging full and heavy ready to deliver what should be a volcanic eruption.

If only my imagination wasn’t so vivid. Damn!

It looks like this is a story after all!

When I first started flying I knew there were “furloughs” for one reason or another and that fill in jobs were necessary. I was a lisenced home care provider so it was a perfect temp job. During one of these times I was assigned a Mrs. Johnson who I immediately loved. A sweet apple cheeked granny with a penchant for reliving her life. Great storytellers with great stories can’t be beat and Mrs. Johnson had both.

During one visit I was giving her a quick spit bath when the front door opened and big tall guy came in carrying a couple grocery bags. It was her son Magnus she informed me. He did her shopping for her and helped out around the house. She introduced us, he grinned at me and disappeared into the kitchen.

“Magnus. Isn’t that Latin for great in size?” I asked.

“Indeed! Little bastard was a huge baby. Thought I would never birth him. So Magnus seemed a great name. As you can see, it was a perfect choice”.

I was holding a pan of warm water in one hand and washing her face when Magnus appeared in the kitchen door.

“would you like to join me for some lunch” he asked. “you look pretty hungry.”

I glanced up to politely refuse and there stood Magnus in the kitchen doorway with his pants undone and his shorts pulled down under his cock and balls to display a fine pair of balls and a very Magnus dick indeed. His Mom’s back was to the kitchen so she couldn’t see what I saw. Hands on hips and legs spread to show to best advantage I was left open mouthed and staring. He was grinning at me, then looked down at that Magnus dick and then back up at me as if to say “here’s lunch”

“Go ahead honey. I hear Magnus serves up a great lunch. No one goes away hungry after indulging in a Magnus lunch. One home care guy even said his lunch’s were both filling and delicious. You look sort of puny so maybe a big Magnus lunch is just what you’re needing right now. Go enjoy!”

I continued to stare while I set down the wash pan while hunching over so my blossoming erection wasn’t noticeable. I was drawn like a magnet to that beautiful set of dick and balls which were now slowly waking up and rising to the occasion. With his dick slightly bouncing, Magnus backed into the kitchen until his ass bumped into the counter. He braced his hands on the counter and thrust his hips forward causing a pearl of precum to drop off. Then I was on my knees and licking his dick tip so no more precum would get wasted. I nestled his balls in my left hand and opened wide to let that massive dick slide into my hungry mouth. This is when I envy a boa constrictors ability to unhinge their lower jaw to take in extra large pieces of meat. I could have really used that trick right then. My gag reflex isn’t too strong so feeling that thick shaft slide way deep into my throat didn’t bother me. After a few of those deep thrusts I felt him get rock hard and then the gushing shots of cum started. I really like the mouth feel of fresh cum but most of this went directly down my throat. Only the last couple spurts landed on my tongue as he pulled his cock back from my throat to let me suck the last drops from his dick head. I kept mouthing his spermy softening dick while I pounded my own dick to a huge climax.

“How was lunch dear?” I had got myself under control enough to go back to Mrs. Johnson in the living room. “Did you get enough to eat? It certainly sounded like you were skarfing it down.”

“It was great. Very nice of Magnus to be so sharing. I appreciate it.”

As I bent over to pick up the basin. Mrs. Johnson looked up at me with her most cherubic smile. “I noticed he shot his load awfully quickly today. I don’t think he’s shared his lunch for a while. That must be the reason. Some of my care takers have spent a long time getting that big dick to give up it’s wad. And when he fucks! I don’t even want to think how long he can take to pound out a load. Not to mention wrecking assholes! But that’s my baby Magnus. See you next time dearie. Bye Bye now.”

My mind was totally wrecked as I stumbled out to my car. I was amazed by Magnus’s dick but even more amazed by Magnus’s mother.

After my last encounter with Stefan, I was full of remorses. I could not believe that I came only with the smell of his pits, and I behave as a thirsty slut in front of him.

A week has passed and we were never alone in the room, Teo was always around and Stefan was pretending that nothing happened between us.

It was a Friday night and Teo went out by himself cause I was bored and deep down I wanted to find Stefan on his own. It was already 9 when the door unlocked and the alpha stud turned the key to our room. 

He just arrived after playing basketball for two hours all sweety and I lost my mind completely!

– What’s up fag? He asked me and I got an instant boner.

– Nothing much man, how about you?

– I kicked some ashes in the basketball court and now I just want to take a shower. Wanna help?

– How can I help you, Stefan?

I wanted to obey in whatever way had in his dirty perfect mind. He then came next to me, raised his arm, and said:

– First of all, smell my pits and tell me if I smell funny fag!

I could believe how lucky I was. I stand up and out my bose next to his pits and took a big breath.

– Man are you doing it? It was a fucking joke, you stupid boy.

I felt really stupid because he said it so. I was again blindly following all of his words.

– I am sorry man, I thought you were serious

– And are you willing to do whatever I say you fucking fag?

I lowered my eyes down and nod.

– Nice fag! We will have a great time together. Drop-in your knees, you will shower me, with your tongue.

At the moment a huge amount of precome made a stain in my underwear. I lowered to my knees and took my tongue out.

– Where should I start Stefan?

And there he showed me who is the real alpha between us. He gave me a huge slap and immediately tears come into my eyes.

– Don’t cry you stupid bitch! From now on you can only address me as master. Start with my shoes!

I was silently crying for losing my dignity, but my cock was saying different things. I was as hard as never before and my hurt was raising like crazy!

I took off his shoes and a strong smell came out. It was the smell of man and I couldn’t help but take a big sniff. 

– I knew you would love this bitch, take my socks with your mouth now!

I opened my mouth and I leaned in front like I was begging him. I took the shock in my mouth and I tried to bite it without touching his foot. In the beginning, I was sucking only his sweat that had an amazing taste and I manage to pull some sock out, then I took it with my teeth and completed that task given by my master.

He was looking at me with a big smirk and then he slapped me again

– This is for no reason, fag, just because I can. No go to my other foot and suck it for 5 minutes!

Again I comply with his order. I was sucking his socks and taking all their taste in. He was checking his watch and all of a sudden he slapped me again.

– This is cause you did a good job!

After my epic sexual adventure at the hotel, I decided for our 2nd date to go to a gay club. I knew I could dress up even more slutty and be around lots of horny sweaty guys. It was the perfect venue!! I have never been inside a gay club before, so I was a bit anxious. We met up at 10pm. He was waiting for me at the bar; dressed in tight ass hugging cutoffs and a tank top. I decided to push the envelope; I wore a short short miniskirt with a garter and nylons with a seam running along the back, red stilettos with fire engine red lipstick and my signature short black bob wig.

I also brought along a little extra surprise!

As we sipped our drinks, I felt dizzy with anticipation..My whole body was on fire! I needed to dance! I have never danced before, especially dressed as a slutty woman! Dancing with a man was a kind of sexual foreplay that felt amazing! The beat of the music felt electrifying as we danced under the dim blue lights. I was no longer inside my head nor inside my body;I was watching my feminized  alter-self ..gyrating and moving her body like the sexiest and sluttiest woman that I dreamed of becoming! We danced closer and closer..we ended up making out on the dance floor…our tongues deep in each other’s  mouths..Our bodies grinding up against each other..my hands wrapped around his glutes. His body was making me so excited.My cock was rock solid! Last time I was a submissive bottom, but tonight I was going to be the aggressor!

I wanted to feel what it is like to be deep inside of a man`s ass..controlling him with my cock, making him submit to my desires, forcing him to swallow my cum! 

I told him to follow me into the restroom..Some guys were in there doing lines or just having a smoke. We found an empty stall ..I locked the door and pushed him face first up against the wall..Before he could resist..his skimpy shorts were around his ankles..his ass glistening with sweat. My tongue found his virgin hole ..I licked and tongued fucked that gorgeous asshole until it  was soaking wet from my saliva. His moans became louder as I tongue raped his ass..I held his hands tightly against the wall..his resistance was gone. I knew he was my bitch tonight! I wanted his ass so bad! My cock was ready to burst! I opened a bottle of poppers and gave him a sniff.I also took a sniff for good measure..Any inhibition was gone..his fate was sealed! Our desire was off the charts..The poppers combined with the smell of sweat and our man juices was so intoxicating! 

I opened the stall door to add to the excitement..He yelped like a little girl as my cock penetrated his eager ass.Some guys wandered over and just stared as as they watched me fuck this virgin before their eyes. I could tell they were getting turned on; some started to rub their packages while eyeing my cock pounding his ass. I grabbed one of these strangers and opened his zipper.He knew what to do next. His long cock was out and already stuffed deep into my date`s mouth. I loved fucking and slapping his ass while he kept sucking while moaning and grinding greedily against me…wanting my cock deeper and deeper hitting his prostate.I came deep inside his ass..his body shaking as he collapsed to the floor. His face and ass filled with man juice.

What a sight!!

The night was still young and I still had lots of poppers to use up!

The Morning After

I woke up triggered by some movement next to me. I’m used to sleeping alone, so someone sleeping next to me would naturally wake me up.

I also felt rather strange and uncomfortable waking up.

I tried figuring out what was going on when the last night slowly came back to me.

Trying to figure out my current situation I started taking stock. I could not see anything. Judging from the pressure and feel alone I was not just simply blindfolded but hooded. Leather by the feel and smell of it. A gag was secured in place keeping me very quite as I found out trying to make some sound. There was some sort of collar around my neck, a bit tight but not really uncomfortable. My arms where almost completely encased, most likely by a monoglove that was secured with straps that crossed under my arms.

As I shifted there was some rather strong pressure in my ass, something had been shoved there. My legs where firmly tied together so there was not much moving around on my side.

I carefully tried to get up shifting my weight. I was stopped by an arm draped around me pulling me back to bed. After a while of shifting I noticed the person beside me starting to shift itself.

Leaning close in he whispered in my ear: “Good morning beautiful. Ready for a nice and cozy weekend?”

Weekend? I really hoped he was joking or I had misheard.

I shook my head no, trying to communicate my disagreement.

“Let me help you with that.”

He got up and walked around the bed. Grabbing me he maneuvered me to the edge of the bed and helped me up in a sitting position. I could feel and smell him very clearly now as he was standing naked directly in front of me.

He fumbled at some straps at the back of my head and carefully removed the gag.

“Much better.” He said, tracing my lips with his thumb. “Better start the day right. Open.”

I opened my mouth without hesitation and was rewarded with his dick being shoved into my mouth. It was not really hard yet but got hard fast as I started working on it with my tongue. When he was sufficiently hard he started fucking my mouth slowly. After a while he was picking up the pace and really started fucking my face hard. It did not take him long to shoot his load down my throat.

“That is just the way I like to start my day with. Good job.” He said enthusiastically while replacing the gag which turned out to be a penis-gag attached to a leatherpanel.

He undid the tie around my feet and pulled me up. He then carefully frogmarched me through my apartment. He pushed me down on a chair – from the feeling on of my kitchen chairs – and retied my feet to them.

I heard him humming while he rummaged through my kitchen. After a while the smell of coffee made it clear what his doing – fixing breakfast.

I tried shifting a bit but was really careful to not fall from the chair as only my feet where tied to it.

My shifting was interrupted when a plate and a mug being set down on the table before me. He pulled out a chair and took it. All I could do now was listening to him munching on my food and drinking my coffee while I sat there tied, gagged and with an uncomfortable large plug in my ass.

I tried making some noise but was completely ignored by him.

After what felt like forever the noise of him eating stopped and it got very quite. I could hear him get up and it felt like he was standing right in front of me. The only noise was my empty stomach growling as I had not eaten anything since lunch the day before.

“Do you think you’ve earned something to eat?” He asked me.

I carefully and slowly nodded yes.

“I happen to agree. So far you’ve been quite the trooper.” He answered and fumbled with the strap holding my gag in place. “As you can’t really eat I’ll be the nice guy and feed you.”

As he removed the gag I slowly worked my jaw to loosen up the muscles when I smelled something very nice. He was holding up something with cheese which smelled wonderful right now.

“Open.”

I opened my mouth and he slipped a small piece of bread with cheese in my mouth holding it in his fingers which I had to take in my mouth as well.

“Close carefully.”

He slowly removed his fingers making me lick them in the process allowing me to chew and swallow afterwards

He fed me at least two slices of bread this way. For me that was pretty humiliating but I don’t think that he was bothered by that. After a while he stopped.

“Want a drink?”

I nodded yes enthusiastically.

I heard him take a long drink and felt a finger on my chin pushing my head up. Next thing I felt where his lips on mine as he slowly fed now lukewarm water into my mouth. He finished up with his tongue flicking my lips, lightly parting them. He repeated that three more times which was very embarrassing for me. For some stupid reason my dick disagreed and it was painfully hard by the time he was done feeding me.

By now he was breathing harder than before.

“Good boy. I think you deserve a treat.”

He untied my feet, pulled me up and frogmarched my again. He carefully sat me down on the edge of my bed again. It did not take him long to stick his dick between my lips. I started using my tongue on it eagerly while sucking him. As he started to moan I started to work his shaft with my lips increasing his moans. Hopefully I could get him off with this so my poor ass would be spared for once.

But that was not to be as he pulled away from my mouth.

“I’m going to enjoy you so much.” He said as he pushed me over and I fell on my bed.

He grabbed my leg to flip me on my front and mounted me from the back. As he started to push and pull on the large plug in my ass I started to whimper. As he pulled out the plug and placed the tip of his dick at my entrance I managed a low “Please don’t.”.

He answered that by placing a pretty strong hand on my mouth and shoving his dick fully in with one deep stroke. Placing both his hands on my mouth to keep me quite he started fucking me without mercy totally ignoring my muffled whimpers. It did not take him long to cum deep inside me and collapsing on top of me. Exhausted as I was all I could do was lie still and wait for him to move.

I have no idea how long it took for him to move but eventually he climbed off me and stood next to the bed.

“That was very nice, I’ll enjoy doing that a lot more often in the future.”

Future? A lot more often? I was hoping that I just heard him wrong while a laid there on my own bed, tied up, blindfolded and with a strangers cum slowly oozing out my abused asshole.

While I let my thoughts wander I heard him moving around. From the rustling I could only guess at what he was doing. After some time he started undoing the armbinder. As the feeling returned to my arms they started to hurt like hell.

“You’ll not want to move and take it very slowly. Rest a bit. I’ve left instructions for later and laid out the clothes I want you to wear.”

He leaned in close. I could feel his breath on the bare skin of my shoulder. I flinched as he planted a kiss on it and squeezed my butt cheek. “See you tonight. I’m looking so forward to it.”

With that he left and I was alone again. Confused, abused and in pain. But also quite a bit excited and aroused.

What the hell was wrong with me?