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  • Exposure Play Lead To Hours As A Half-Naked Slave Boy

    In the summer, I was eighteen years old, right after graduating high school. I was heavily into self-spanking because I didn’t have anyone to spank me. I even made my paddle. Spanking makes me hard. I”m not sure why but I decided to combine my love of spanking with outdoor exposure play, but it sounded fun.

    My parent’s home in southwest Florida had a canal in the backyard and bordered about 2 miles of heavily wooded pine forest.

    A very 3-mile-long straight road with no turn-offs ran by our house. I soon discovered that this was an ideal situation for my teenage experimentation with exposure.

    I walked a couple of hundred feet down the road and would take off my shorts leaving me bare below the waist, except for my tennis shoes, which I wore to make a quick escape.

    I would lie face down on the warm pavement of the lightly traveled road. First, I would spank myself with a small wooden paddle. Then, I would become immediately erect, waiting for an oncoming vehicle.

    Since it was night, I could see the headlights far off in the distance heading my way. In addition, there were no cross streets near our house, so I did not have to worry about someone unexpectedly pulling out in front of me.

    I would lie there face down on the warm pavement experiencing great arousal and increasing apprehension as the distant headlights approached.

    In effect, I was playing a game of chicken. The goal was to have a spontaneous ejaculation before the car came too close.

    I would then run off into the woods and hide. I could always tell whether or not the car had gotten close enough so the driver could see me. The vehicle would invariably slow down in the general area where I had disappeared when this happened.

    The advantage I had was that there were no reference points, so the driver couldn’t pinpoint precisely where I had run into the woods.

    I did this fairly often. I would tell my parents I was going outside to do some stargazing with my binoculars as an excuse.

    One evening I was lying there on the road, and much to my chagrin, spotlights came on at my house, and my father came out the front door calling for me.

    The light from the spotlights did not wholly reach me, and I knew he could not see me from the front porch. I also knew if I stood up and tried to run to the woods, I could not escape his notice.

    My dilemma became increasingly critical when I noticed that headlights were approaching in the distance behind me. The vehicle rapidly approached my position. It would be upon me in a minute or two.

    During this time of maximum fear of being seen, I experienced a powerful orgasm and ejaculation. Then, after what seemed to be forever, my father turned and went back into the house. When I recovered my senses, I realized the car was still approaching, so I quickly ran into the woods and hid.

    This car had come much closer than on any of the previous occasions. From my vantage point in the woods, I could see there was no doubt that the driver had seen me because the car stopped about 100 feet from where I went into the woods. Then to my absolute terror, I saw a red light come on. It was a cop!

    The officer exited his car with the headlights on and red lights flashing. He had a flashlight. While he was some distance away and I was well hidden, I was terrified. Then some terrifying possibilities entered my mind.

    What if he spotted my semen on the pavement? He would know where I ran into the woods. What if he found my clothing hidden near the edge of the woods? How would I explain walking into my parents’ house bare below the waist?

    What if my father decided to come back out and saw the rotating red lights. Or what if the officer decided to go to my house and make inquiries?

    Of course, my greatest fear was being caught, not only half-naked but also with a bright red butt and a paddle. Would the officer take me to jail or make me tell him where I lived. Either way, my parents would know what perverted things I had been doing.

    These thoughts raced through my mind while I lay there helpless. And this time, extreme fear made me cum again. all I could think was now getting caught pants off with a red butt and cum dripping out of my dick.

    I lucked out that night. The cop gave up his search after about five minutes and drove off. For me, it was five minutes of total mind-numbing terror. But unfortunately, I also paid the price. Being in the Florida woods at night, a swarm of mosquitoes attacked. As a result, they bit me, where you don’t usually get bites.

    BUT I STILL LIKED GOING AROUND WITH NO PANTS ON

    After nearly getting caught, I decided that lying face down naked at night on the road wasn’t wise, but it didn’t curtail my interest in having my pants off. The area next to our house was very heavily wooded and extended for at least 2 miles. Despite my close call, I still wanted to have an element of risk involved, so I would remove my shorts near the edge of the woods and then head deep into this deserted area.

    I would walk around during daylight bare below the waist while playing with myself. To increase my sexual arousal, I would often hit my butt with a switch while walking. My favorite place was deep in the woods, about a mile in, a burned-down cabin with a rock fence next to a dirt road.

    One day, I was really into what I was doing and was oblivious to my surroundings. Then, I realized there were two guys and a pickup truck at the cabin and that I had walked right up on top of them.

    After a surge of adrenaline, I dropped the switch and ran into the woods.

    Unfortunately, the younger of the two guys was a lot faster than I was, and I didn’t get very far. Finally, he pulled my arm up behind my back and grabbed my neck, and walked me back to where the older man was.

    The older man looked at me and asked, “Why are you out here with no pants on, playing with your dick and trespassing on my property?” I was so stunned I just stood there mute. He then said, “I want an answer now.”

    I stammered out, “I was just having some fun.”

    He responded, “I don’t know how much fun you’ll have when I walk your bare ass into the Sheriff’s office.”

    I made some pathetic plea that I was sorry and fooling around. The man just looked at me. Then, after thinking it over, he said, “Okay, we’ve got work to do, and if you don’t want to go to the Sheriff’s office, you can help.”

    He asked me my name and told me his name was Henry, and his brother-in-law was Billy. Henry looked to be in his 40s, and Billy was probably in his late 20s.

    He explained that they were gathering stones from the wall to build a barbecue pit back at his house. I felt a sense of intense relief and immediately accepted his offer.

    I later learned that avoiding a humiliating trip to the Sheriff’s office was because Henry had a bad back, and my labor saved him a lot of pain.

    I asked if I could go back and get my shorts, and he told me I would stay like I was. So his brother-in-law and I started loading stones into his truck. They were getting off on my humiliation. I realized I was their half-naked slave boy.

    While working, Henry asked about the red welts on my butt. I said I didn’t know, but they probably came from walking through the brush.

    Billy laughed and said, “He’s lying his ass off; he had a switch in his hand that he dropped when I took off after him.”

    Henry said, “That’s very interesting. If you don’t work hard enough, I’ll keep that in mind.” Henry took out a pocket knife and cut a switch from a nearby bush.

    It was hot; the stones were heavy and hard work. Finally, after about 30 minutes, I stopped to give myself a break. I heard Henry say, “Get back to work,” and felt a horrible sting when Henry’s switch landed on my butt.

    I let out a yelp, turned to face Henry, and saw him grin when he saw that my dick had gotten instantly hard. Billy laughed and said, “I told you, see he likes.” My reaction was even more humiliating than getting caught because I liked it.

    After about an hour and a few more welts, we finished loading the truck. So I asked if I could go. Henry told me no because we needed to unload the stones. So I ended up sitting between Henry and Billy on the way back to Henry’s house, about a half-mile down the highway.

    When we got there, Henry’s wife came out of the porch and announced that she had made iced tea. Then, shielded by the truck, she asked who I was.

    Henry said, “Lisa, this is Randy. He’s helping us out.” He then ordered me to come from behind the truck. When I resisted, he took my arm and pulled me into the view.

    I covered myself with my hand. Lisa was shocked and exclaimed, “Why doesn’t that boy have any pants on? What the Hell’s going on? “

    Henry replied, ” We caught him walking around playing with his dick. He decided he’d rather help us than take a trip to the Sheriff’s office.”

    Lisa shook her head in disbelief and said, “I will get him something to put on.”

    Henry said, “No, that’s the way he wanted to be, and that’s how he stays.”

    Lisa went into the house to get the tea. Henry made me go up on the porch. She came out, and I turned my back on her. Henry said, ” Don’t turn your back on my wife. That’s discourteous. Besides, she knows what a dick looks like.” So I turned around to face her.

    Lisa asked, ” Why does he have red welts on his butt? ” Henry told her that I was working too slow and needed some motivation.

    Lisa said, ” I can’t believe I’m standing on my front porch talking to a boy with no pants on. I’ll tell you this. If you were my son and you pulled a disgusting stunt like this, you would have a lot more welts on your butt, and you wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week.

    Henry laughed and said, “If you feel that way, there’s a switch in the truck. Have at it.” Lisa’s remarks and Henry’s offer caused my dick to harden involuntarily.

    Lisa glared at me while pondering Henry’s offer. ” Billy, get the switch.”

    Billy hopped up and ran to the truck, obviously savoring the prospect of his sister whipping my butt. Nor did Henry seem opposed.

    Lisa said to me, “It’s bad enough having to look at you with no pants on, but there’s no way I’m putting up with you having a hard-on. Bend over the table.” Billy was already back with the switch.

    I said,” I’m sorry, I can’t help it.”

    Lisa, unimpressed, said, “If you hadn’t chosen to run around with your dick hanging out, you wouldn’t have a hard-on now. Bend over. I’m going to tear your ass up. You’re going to regret your choice.

    With Billy on one side and Henry on the other, they held me in place. Lisa was good to her word. She laid on that switch hard and fast. Almost immediately, I was kicking my legs, whimpering pleas for mercy to no avail. The switch landed, again and again, covering every inch of my butt. The pain was excruciating.

    I finally stopped struggling and went still. By now, I was sobbing. Finally, Lisa stopped and said, ” Are you going to go around with no pants on anymore?” I didn’t respond.

    The switch hit my butt three more times, and I screamed, ” No, Maam!”

    The guys pulled me up and released me. I grabbed my butt with my hands. Not missing a chance to humiliate me, Billy said, “His hard-on is gone, but the boy is leaking.” I looked down; my now limp dick had a long string on clear pre-cum.

    Lisa looked at Henry and said, “Now get the damn truck unloaded and get him the fuck out of my sight.” She went into the house.

    After unloading the truck, they drove me back down to the cabin, where they left their tools. I could barely stand sitting on the truck seat. They remarked on what an excellent job Lisa had done and how much they enjoyed watching her punish me.

    When I asked if I could go now, Henry said, “Yeah, right after you finish what you were doing when we caught you. Make yourself cum.”

    I told him I didn’t want to do that, and he said, “Well, I guess we can give your little ass another good going over with the switch and then take you to the Sheriff’s office.”

    Given that option, I went ahead and did what they wanted. I was embarrassed. I had difficulty getting and maintaining an erection. While limp, my dick was now slick with pre-cum. Henry said, “Get it hard, or we’ll do it for you.”

    Billy walked behind me, grabbed the back of my hair, slapped my butt then shoved his finger in it. Then, he said, “Let’s bend him over the tailgate and fuck his little ass until he cums.”

    Henry said, ” Is that what you want?” I shook my head no. Maybe it was the suggestion or Billy’s finger in my butt. I finally got hard. A few minutes later, I stiffened, Cried,”Oh, God,” and ejaculated. They sent me on my way with a stern warning to never set foot on their property again.

    I often wondered about the nature of the conversation Henry and Lisa had later that day and wondered if Henry told her what they made me do before I left. Of course, I would never know, but I did fantasize about it.

    I had visibly bruised welts on my butt for over a week. Sitting was uncomfortable, and I had to avoid my girlfriend because I didn’t want to explain the condition of my butt to her.

    I never returned to Henry’s property, but I still enjoyed walking around in the woods with no pants on; but I was much more vigilant about my surroundin

  • A New World Begins

    Taking a first step.

    Noah eased the dorm door open and slid through it carefully, trying not to spill any of the mugs of coffee he had balanced on the tray he was carrying. As well as the coffees there was a large paper bag on the tray.

    “What’s in the bag, Noah?” asked Shane. “Cookies?”

    Noah nodded as he placed the tray down on Nat’s admin desk and offered the bag first to Nat. Everyone else quickly crowded around, grabbing a cup of coffee and rummaging through the bag to find their own particular favourite cookie. It always paid to send Noah for coffee and cookies: the kitchen staff always seemed to favour him over anyone else, with the possible exception of Shane, and he rarely returned with only the official allocation of one cookie each.

    “The cookies are a little bigger than usual,” said Noah. “The lady at the counter had them put to one side for us. She said it was a special batch of first-class cookies for a first-class squad.”

    “That was nice of her,” said Will. “I’ll be sure to thank her if she’s serving at dinner tonight.”

    “Okay,” said Nat, “When you’ve got your coffee and cookies, settle down in a chair and listen in. I know it’s unusual to have a briefing on a Thursday evening but I have some extra admin to get underway. It concerns Easter.”

    There was a flurry of activity as chairs were re-arranged and cups of coffee passed around, but after a minute or so everyone was seated and looking at Nat as he leaned against the side of the admin desk waiting for them.

    “Okay? Right, let’s get on with it. As you’re aware, time’s flying by and it’s not long until the Easter holiday. Main business of tonight’s briefing is to start planning for what you are all doing at the end of term. I’ll need to know shortly who’s parents are coming to collect them, and when, and the travel arrangements that we need to put in place for those of you who are making your own way home for Easter. Scheduling minibuses to the airport, for example, if anyone’s flying.”

    “I’m flying home, Nat,” said Travis. “I spoke to my parents only yesterday about it. I’ll need transport to the main terminal though, I have to catch a commercial flight. Our plane is going to be busy out on crop surveys.”

    Nat nodded and made a note on his pad. “So that’s one travelling to Pittsburgh International at the end of term. If you can let me know when your flight is I’ll add it in the schedule and get you on a minibus. No need to rush just yet, but don’t leave it too late either.”

    Travis nodded and then turned to face Noah. “And one more thing. My pop asked if I’d invite Noah to come and stay with us at Easter. It seems my little sister, Ella-Marie would like to see you again, Noah. So maybe we’ll need two places on the mini-bus for the same flight. That’s if you want to come and stay again, Noah. You don’t have to.”

    Noah smiled as everyone turned to face him. “I’d like that, Travis. I’ll talk to my parents, I’m sure they’ll let me go, and then I’ll write a letter to your pop and Ella-Marie thanking them for the invitation.”

    “Okay,” said Nat, “That’s potentially two of you needing transport to the airport at the end of the semester. Now, Shane, Will, what about you two? Any idea of plans yet? If not, can you contact your families and start asking the questions?”

    Shane looked at Nat and spoke. “I don’t know what I’m doing yet. Kyle and I should have been going to Florence together to meet up with Edward and Mary. They should have been on leave for a week and we were going to travel in Europe again, but Kyle said yesterday that there might be a problem with that. We’re still waiting to hear for definite. But Kyle will probably sort me out any transport I need.”

    Will looked thoughtful for a moment, then spoke. “Nat, I’m off to our place in Florida for the holiday. Pop is working, he’s directing a launch, but he’s said that I can invite some friends along to stay with us. He can fix a visit to the Kennedy Space Centre for us and to watch the launch.” He turned to look at Travis and Noah. “I enjoyed staying with you in Dakota, Travis, and you’re welcome to come to Florida in return, but I’ll understand if you have other plans for Easter. You could always come to my place another time.”

    Travis smiled. “That’s good of you, Will. I’d like to come to see a rocket launch sometime, but this Easter I want to go home. We’re planning on taking Grey Bear on the flight you and Kimimela plotted for us for his ‘Last Walk’. I don’t want to delay or miss that.”

    Will nodded. “I understand. Say ‘Hau’ to Grey Bear and Kimimela for me. Coyote and his axes too. And I guess, Noah, Ella-Marie trumps me when it comes to priorities?”

    Noah blushed and smiled.

    “Shane,” said Will, “If you don’t go to Florence, do you want to come to Florida? I’d sure like you there with me. I can show you round, get you in to the Space Centre, see behind the scenes of course, and then there’s Disney World and EPCOT, plus we have our boat in Miami.”

    Shanes eyes widened. “I’d like that, Will. I’ve never been those places. Can I talk to Kyle later and let you know?”

    Nat smiled. “So, shall I put you down provisionally for two more places on a minibus to the airport, exact date and flight to be confirmed?”

    “Sure, Nat,” said Will. “And the offer is open to you too. If you aren’t doing other stuff at Easter, you’d be welcome to come along to Florida.”

    Nat smiled. “I’ll bear it in mind, Will. That’s good of you.” He paused and flicked the tip of his Cross ballpoint, then put his pad down on the desk. “That takes care of the main business, for now at least. Don’t forget to update me as soon as you can on the details of your travel plans. Next item on the agenda is specifically for you, Shane. Don’t forget that we have a meeting of the golf club committee straight after dinner tonight. It’s in the library.”

    “I’ve remembered,” said Shane. “I’ve made some notes about what I’m going to say. The confirmation is through from American Airlines about the sponsorship for travel and Miss Delville, the Traffic Lady, has emailed me some suggestions for a trophy design. We can vote on that tonight and I’ll get back to her.”

    “Okay, that’s good, you seem to have that covered off. Travis, while me and Shane are away at our golf meeting, you’ll be in charge of the dorm. Try and keep Noah and Will out of trouble.”

    “Roger that,” smiled Travis.

    “So, final thing is this coming weekend. It’s military skills as usual on Saturday morning. We need to score some extra points to really consolidate our lead at the top of the inter-dorm scoreboard. I know we are ahead, but we shouldn’t get complacent. Every other squad is really doing their hardest to try and claw back some ground on us. This Saturday we’re doing First Aid. Travis, did you…”

    “Sure did,” interrupted Travis. “Will got some stuff emailed through from Boots, and I called Mr Hart, the Trauma Nurse that we met when we were on the snow emergency. He’s sent us through some of his Trauma Flash Cards to help us learn from. Will and I can combine resources and put a lecture together based on what we’ve got. We’ll start tonight when you’re at your golf meeting.”

    “Okay, that’s good. Now, one final thing for Saturday. After lunch I’ve been granted a pass out for the rest of the weekend. I haven’t had a pass out all semester, and I need to go and see my pop about something, so I’ll be gone until Sunday night. Obviously, you’ll need a dorm senior in charge of you while I’m away. Kyle is going to be here all weekend  and has agreed he’ll officially be responsible for you in case you need anything. However…” Nat paused for a moment, ensuring all attention was fixed on him.

    “Yes?” asked Shane.

    “I’ve talked it over with Jackson, and he’s agreed that Kyle doesn’t have to move down here for the weekend, or be around keeping an eye on you all the time. We’re going to trust you to look after yourselves for the weekend. You’re all Privates First Class now. That counts for something. Kyle will be available if you need something, and of course you can always escalate to the staff if he’s not there and you need some help immediately.”

    “You mean,” enquired Travis, “That we’re not going to have a dorm senior actually in with us over the weekend?”

    “Not quite,” smiled Nat. “There has to be a dorm senior. A clear point of command. Someone to ensure that stuff gets done and rules are obeyed. Someone to make sure you don’t all stay up until 3 am playing on your console and eating pizza in bed. So, we contemplated getting Sergeant Quinn or Sergeant Laquois to keep popping in and checking on you from time to time. That would have meant extra work for them, of course… Then we had a better idea for a dorm senior to keep you all in order.”

    The guys all looked at each other apprehensively. Surely Jayden or Connor were too senior to be delegated to keep an eye on them? And Sergeant Laquois would be better than Sergeant Quinn. Or maybe Nat had Riley in mind. He wasn’t already in charge of a dorm of his own. Riley wouldn’t be too bad. He always seemed pretty laid back when he came visiting Nat.

    Nat slowly reached into his pocket, prolonging the tension. “You do need a dorm senior,” he said. “It’s in the rules. Can’t have you unsupervised until I get back on Sunday night. So, after talking it over with Jackson, it’s been decided that we’ll give you a try, Travis. If you’re up to it, you can wear this again from Saturday lunchtime.” Nat stretched out his hand and gave Travis a set of Corporal’s stripes. “Acting Corporal, Travis. Dorm senior for the weekend. I think you’re up to it. Prove me right.”

    * * *

    “Hello? Mr Allardyce? This is Craig Wright, from the shooting syndicate. My mom said you called earlier. Asked me to phone back.”

    “Ah, hello Craig. Yes, that’s right, I did. Thank you for calling back. I take it now is a good time for you to talk?”

    “Yes, I can talk Mr Allardyce. Dad’s not here though. He’s still in America. But he’ll be coming home for Easter. Is it something about the shooting club?”

    “No, it’s not about the shooting club. It’s more about you, Craig. Perhaps I’d better start at the beginning. As you may know, I used to be a barrister before I retired, and obviously a solicitor before that. I specialised mainly in corporate law. Your dad got in touch with me a couple of days ago and asked if I could recommend a solicitor specialising in corporate law because of the offer you’ve received from your friends in America. Naturally, I can, but I suggested to your dad that he tell me a little more about the matter first so I could make sure I recommended the correct firm to handle it. Once he told me more, I became intrigued and suggested that I might be interested in handling it myself. I may be retired but I still take on the occasional case, mainly out of interest and to keep my hand in. I don’t need the money any more, but it keeps my brain ticking over…”

    “Er, wow. You mean it’s actually serious?”

    “Yes, Craig, it would appear so. They’ve provided the details of an American firm of attorneys – lawyers to you and me – to deal with.”

    “I didn’t take it seriously, Mr Allardyce. It was just my friend Will, he mentioned on a chat we had that he could set up a company and sell some software he’s written based on something I showed him about photogrammetry. He joked that’s he’d cut me in and give me a share of the company. Or a fee for checking his maths. He’s always talking about setting up companies and stuff. Last time it was one to build re-usable space rockets.  He said he could sell the concept to a space company. Like that’s ever going to happen either.”

    “Well, it appears he wasn’t joking Craig. The company of attorneys he’s working with are a well-respected firm and they’ve sent an offer letter to your dad for consideration on your behalf. That’s when he contacted me to ask if I could recommend someone to look at the matter for you. Obviously, as you’re under eighteen, your parents have to act on your behalf.”

    “Err, yes, I guess so. So Will really is serious then?”

    “Yes, Craig. Unless it’s a very expensive and elaborate hoax, and I don’t think Bransholme, Goldberg and Partners would be part of any such thing. Well, perhaps only the expensive element…”

    …

    Craig? Are you still there?”

    “Oh, yes, sorry Mr Allardyce. I was thinking. I wasn’t expecting anything like this. I thought you were phoning about the shooting club. Like maybe you wanted some people to trim hedgerows and stuff ready for next season. What happens next? Did dad say what I had to do? I can try and phone him later.”

    “Well, right now, you have to make two decisions. The first of which is are you happy for me to represent your interests, at least from the legal perspective? Even though I’ll be dealing with your father, you’re the primary party in the matter and so it’s important for me to ensure that you are happy with me acting on your behalf. Your father may be the one signing things, but you’re the one whose interests are to be safeguarded. Now, I am sure your father does have your interests at heart but it would be remiss of me not to check, and to keep on doing so. Is that clear?”

    “Err, yes, that’s clear. My dad does always do what’s best for me though. But I understand you have to check. But there might be a problem though. The fees to pay you. I don’t have much money. I do have a job though, part-time, after school.”

    “That’s not an issue, Craig. As I said earlier, I’m just doing this for my own enjoyment, keeping my hand in. It’ll give me an opportunity to meet up with old colleagues perhaps. Call in to my old Chambers again. So don’t worry about the fees, there won’t be any from me, at least not now. I may change my mind if you become as big and successful as Microsoft or Apple.”

    “That’s very good of you, Mr Allardyce. I promise you, if I become a millionaire I’ll pay you. I don’t think it will happen though.”

    “The second decision you have to make is whether you want to take a fee from Mr Brooke now, as a one-off and final payment, or to have a share in the company Mr Brooke is setting up. I can’t help you make that decision, I’m not a qualified Financial Advisor. My advice is purely on the legalities of the situation. That is something you’ll have to discuss with your dad, and perhaps a Financial Advisor. When you have decided, I’ll relay the decision to Bransholme, Goldberg and Partners on your behalf. Is that clear?”

    “Yes, Mr Allardyce. That’s clear. I think I need to talk to dad. I didn’t do it already because I thought this was just another of Will’s mad ideas. He’s always having them.”

    “Well, it seems that this mad idea might be one that benefits you, at least a little. I told you it was intriguing. That’s all I need to know for now. As you’ve confirmed you’re happy for me to act for you I’ll get back in touch with your dad. You should do the same. And, as a final point, if you do speak to Mr Brooke again, don’t make any commitments on this matter. That’s important.”

    “Okay, Mr Allardyce. I understand. I can still talk to Will though? He is my friend. Just I won’t talk to him about accepting the offer until I know what I’m doing.”

    “Yes, that’s fine. By all means talk to him as a friend, but not about business. Strictly speaking, it shouldn’t matter as because you’re under 18 you can’t give a legally binding commitment, but it could just complicate matters, so best to try and steer clear.”

    “Okay, I get it. I’ll let the grown-ups deal with it.”

    * * *

    The last minibus back from the local township pulled up at the gatehouse to the College to allow one of the duty Corporals to jump aboard and check off the remaining names on the list attached to his clipboard. Satisfied that all the students who had been given passes out for the afternoon and evening were now accounted for, he smiled and nodded to the driver. “You can head up and drop them off at the accommodation block. That’s the last run for tonight, everybody’s back who needed a bus. Just the officer cadets with their own cars to come in now. They should start arriving soon.”

    Shane, sitting in a front seat, smiled and opened the pizza box he was carrying, holding it out in front of him. “Do you want a slice, Corporal? We’ve got plenty.  You can have a slice each for the other duty students in the gatehouse too.”

    “Thanks, Shane, that’s mighty kind of you. We’re on until midnight so this’ll be a welcome snack. I’ll see you at golf practice tomorrow.”

    A few minutes later, Shane, Noah, Will and Travis arrived back in their dorm. Travis closed the curtains over his bed space and then turned to the others. “Shane, can you and Noah take those pizzas down to the kitchen and warm them up a little? Noah, can you do coffees for everyone? Or hot chocolate if anybody wants it instead.”

    Shane smiled and snapped to attention, saluting Travis. “Yes Sir, Corporal King Travis.”

    Everyone laughed. “Okay guys,” smiled Travis, “No need to stretch things too far. And Shane, I should put you on a charge. You shouldn’t salute me when you’re in smarts, only if you are in uniform and wearing your cap. When you are in smarts, bowing is all that’s required.”

    Everyone laughed again as Shane and Noah hung their overcoats and jackets in their wardrobes, gathered up the three pizza boxes and headed off to the kitchen down the corridor. As they left, Will kicked off his shoes and sent them skidding across the dorm floor towards his bed. Travis was looking at him. Will gave way.

    “Okay, I’ll put them neatly under my bed, Travis. I don’t want putting on guard duty down at the gate.”

    Travis nodded and smiled. “That’s good, Will. Now, let’s get the screen set up ready for when Noah and Shane get back with the pizzas. But, remember what I said. Just one film tonight. It can be a long one, okay, but only one. We shouldn’t take things too far just because Nat isn’t here. He’s relying on me to keep things running properly.”

    “He might not have approved of you giving all of us a pass out, Travis,” smirked Will.

    “I didn’t give everybody a pass out, Will. Just the three of you. I only went into town myself to supervise you. That’s my duty.”

    “I don’t think Nat would mind too much,” said Will as he connected his laptop to the screen. “Have you noticed he doesn’t play ‘bad cop’ half as much as he used to? He seems to be a lot less strict with us than he was during the first semester.”

    Travis nodded. “Yes, but I think that’s because we’re doing well. He only did the ‘bad cop’ role when Kyle was in charge. It’s like Craig said, it’s just a ruse they use in the army to unite the recruits. Or here at college, new students like us. Make us bond together by focusing our issues on Nat instead of each other. Now we have gelled as a unit, there’s no need to be hard on us.”

    “I guess so,” said Will. “So maybe two films…”

    Travis smiled. “Don’t push it, or I guess I could turn into the new bad cop, Will…”

    * * *

    It was just after one in the morning when the guys were finally ready to climb into their beds.

    “Your turn to do the lights, Will,” said Travis as he snuggled down under his duvet.

    Will pulled his dressing gown cord a little tighter then walked over towards Shane’s bed space and picked up the trash can from beside Shane’s desk. Holding it in front of him, he marched smartly towards the dorm door.

    “Halt!” giggled Shane as Will reached the door. “Who comes there?”

    “The Trash Can,” responded Will, standing to attention.

    “Whose Trash Can?” asked Travis.

    “Shane’s Trash Can,” replied Will.

    “Pass, Shane’s Trash Can,” said Travis as Will placed it neatly just a few inches behind the door, just as Craig had shown them.

    “All’s well,” said Shane as Will turned out the lights and marched carefully back to his own bed.

    “Amen,” came Noah’s voice from the dark to end their nightly tradition of the Ceremony of the Trash Can.

    Travis laughed. “I can’t believe we’ve been doing that every night since you came back from London, Shane. I guess we’ve only got another thousand years to go before it gets to be some kind of official thing with tickets…

  • Shadows Before Dawn

    I awaited the first rays of the golden, morning sun under a canopy of budding trees that watched my curiosity sweep the ground silently without disturbance. Only the birds of the night, unseen in their woodland spires, could have heard the rhythm of my step. My soul was aching with anticipation to discover something unlike anything else that is undistinguishable from the unfathomable. What transpired in that ravine amongst the shadows before dawn echoes continuously in the firmanent of my psyche.

    The night before was quiet in the city above. Nothing I encountered soothed my yearning besides a particular passerby who also teased my ambition for great things. We briefly met eachothers eyes on the edge of the city’s streets where there are stairs down a steep hill. There, ashphalt ended and gave way to the living forest and stream hidden down below. The stranger had a friendly, caretaking disposition from what first glance could say. All he had to cover his beautiful form was a pair of purple shorts.

    I was naturally mystified and greatly aroused. Regardless, all I could do was share with him a split moment in which our souls gazed into one another. I don’t know what his name might have been, where he was going, or what he must have thought of me. Soon enough it was not important to me, for I found in the ravine exactly what I was searching for.

    I am always prepared wherever I go in nature or in the city. I carried with me a backpack with a snack, water, a book, and tools of convenience and for writing. I also carried a box containing a cast iron pan, some sweet dried herbs, matches, some charms, a terminated quartz crystal wrapped in black cotton material. a polished sardonyx wrapped in red, and a bluish-green amber wrapped in black. My pockets had some change, my wallet, and a small knife.

    At the bottom of the stairs was a bench upon which I sat and contemplated my heart’s desire, hoping it’s a match to my destiny. I carved into the wood beside me the symbol of infinite with an arrow stemming from where the lines meet in the middle. I could here the stream somewhere in the distance trickling through rocks and decided to follow the delightful sound. The sky was darkening fast and I was losing the visibility of the day as I went deeper. I felt a sense of fear like giant hands pressing on my shoulders but was quick to address it, “Why so scared?” I laughed.

    “PerHaps I need to show you How vulnerable I Am willing to be.”

    Work in Progress

  • I found my balance

    It was spring and I definitely broke up with a guy I was seeing the past few months. It was a confusing form of relationship and I felt like I need to travel and unwind a bit. So when Easter Holiday came, I decided to take on the opportunity and go to Munich from Friday to Monday. I texted a local friend David and in the afternoon, we were catching up in a cool bar called Boilerman’s Club near Hauptbanhoff…

    On Saturday, I headed out for a branch into a nice restaurant/cafe I found online based on good reviews. By the door, I was welcome by a cute dark haired guy aged 18-21 (twink) who smiled on me when I told him I want a table for one person only. From the way how he was looking at me, I could tell he’s likely gay, so when I was about to paid, I asked him whether he wants to hang out after work. “I dont know, maybe” he answered, rather surprised. “ Okay, I’ll come back at 6pm and we decide then. ” I answered and he blinked on me as I’m leaving.

    Then, I headed to see the city center, taking photos of Munich’s modernism architecture (something I got from the guy before) and visiting interesting museums, alongside the way. In the afternoon, I went back to the cafe, my heart was pounding and my mouth was dry, but to my disappointment, he decided to decline my offer.

    On Sunday, I didn’t get much sleep because I was clubbing out with David again, missed my tour to Dachau in the morning by mere 5 minutes and needed to work for my second job yet. Still, I managed to get some extra rest and in the late afternoon I was ready to go into a gay sauna, I heard is one of the best in the region.

    The sauna was devised into 3 floors and the stuff was very nice and pleasant. It looked alike David and Babylonia sauna in Prague which made me imply my city got good saunas. I felt rather uncomfortable, tho because and the time I came in, there were mostly older guys who were just staring at me. So, I went onto the bar, ordered a beer and opened my Instagram. And there, at the very top on the first post, I could see the American guy I was seeing before with another guy who slept over his place few weeks back. Something moved inside my chest and all of sudden, the thought of having fun tonight seemed vein. “Why so sad?” The blond-hair bartender asked me. I told him. “We were not seeing each other for long really and I knew he loves another guy, although he never told me, explicitly… Happens all the time, I guess :)”. “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. Don’t be sad… You’re quite hot. ” He tried to comfort me and measured me with his eyes. “Can I have Gin tonic, please?” I smiled back at him.

    Unsure what should I feel, I finished my drink and returned back to the promises. I could feel how the combination of alcohol and the hot makes me more lightheaded than usually and I was seriously thinking about leaving the place. But I knew that I’d do nothing in my room but agonizing about why it didn’t work out. . . So, I decided to stay yet a little bit longer, and as the night progressed, more cute guys seemed to come in. Some were very hot and the hottest couple in the place, invited me to spend the time with them. They both had very well-shaped athletic and clean bodies, one was dark haired and the second one blond. I got a half of viagra but apparently it didn’t really work or take a longer time to onset. We were hanging out around, got some light fun and after a while I thanked to them and thought that was my experience of the night.

    I was passing through the underground area and pipe holes in the floor backlighted by green light were giving the space an ominous atmosphere. And there, I noticed a guy sitting on a chair, slim body and no muscle, but captivating look. His calmness caught my attention, so I moved forward to see his young face and shining eyes. His touches were gentle and his kisses soft. Hand in hand, we found a cabin and both of us being super horny, we started rubbing our bodies together. I could feel his dick pressings against mine and the realization I’m not with a woman made feel even more horny. “Do you have a condom?” He asked. “Upstairs” I replied. We continued kissing passionately and occasionally pressing each other against the wall to rub our dicks against the other person’s ass. “Do you suck?” I asked. “No. ”So I knelt down my knees and he hold my head so I was almost chocking on his dick because I’m not really used to do that too. I turned him around, pressing him against the wall again and rubbed my cock between his butt cheeks while holding his neck – exactly the way as I fuck him. I bent over at some point so just my ass was visible in the space and he started doing the same.

    After this session, we went onto the bar, smiling at each other nicely. I loved his eyes and his smile. There was something silently confident but humble within him and I could tell he’s smart. We were talking about traveling and random stuff basically to get to know each other, and I really enjoyed our conversation. “I’m leaving back to Prague tomorrow. ” I told him at some point, and he noted. I learnt he’s a discreet bi (and I bet girls were crazy after him!) and never had bottom sex with a guy before. I had not have bottom sex in months but I was more experienced with guys and I really wanted for him to enjoy with me. So, I sipped another drink into me, took the condoms out of my locker room and we were headed back into the dark rooms area.

    We found a cabin and I laid down onto the mattress, full of excitement from what was going to happen. But he couldn’t get hard upon putting the condom on, which I told him is perfectly fine and happens often (as at least 2 guys from my recent experience got the same problem). We were cuddling and kissing for a moment and I turned him on his belly. I continued kissing him from his neck all the way down to his butt. I spread the halfs apart and licked his virgin hole upon which he let a moan out. I started ass licking him, always taking a deep breath before immersing my face into his buttocks and letting the warm breath slowly out onto his crack. I tongue fucked him and I could feel how he’s opened up. I tried to put my thumb in but he was too tight. So, I tried my index finger and after a while it went it. I could feel the warmth and the pressure around my finger. I let his relax and then tried to massage his prostate which seemed a new intense feeling to him. However, he seemed rather uncomfortable with my finger going in and out his ass and I thought it might be maybe because of the nail and that my cock might be more comfortable for him, eventually. I tried to put as much saliva near his hole as I could (we had no lube) and he helped me to align my dick with him. I gently pushed forward but was uncomfortable. So, I started kissing and sucking his ear to help him distract. Eventually, I got pass his sphincter and let “Ahhhh” out in my pleasure. “It’s already there. . Just relax” I told him and continue to kiss him. “You’re doing great. ” I always tried to push and when he told me it hurts, I immediately pulled back. “Try to push yourself” I told him and to my surprise, we/he managed to bottom him/himself. “It’s all there. You’re amazing. ”I laid on top of him and I could feel how my dick is throbbing inside his hole. I was kissing him and letting his ass to get adjusted to the new feeling. I could see how he’s getting more and more comfortable and he even started pushing back more onto my dick. I started to fuck him slowly, doing shorter moves at the beginning and not going deep. After a while, I could feel how’s his ass used already to accommodate my dick, so I started picking up the pace and going all the way in. He loved it! To make it more hot, I hold his mouth with my hand. I was really enjoying on him and he was in the heat too. We could hear how my balls are slapping onto his ass and after a while of riding his virgin hole for the first time, I pull my cock out and came off onto his back big time. I collapsed next to him and we stayed laying next to each other for a while, touching and kissing. Our bodies were still sweaty from the sex and we could hear other people fucking around us. For the later, I proposed we go into a hotel, so we cleaned ourselves with paper tissues, took a shower and headed out.

    We founded out the hotel chain to which the sauna was associated with is fully booked already, so I suggested Premier Inn I knew is nearby. Apparently, at around 4am, not even other hotels we randomly ran into alongside Sonnenstrasse had a free room for two guys just laid theirs heads next to each other and get some sleep. Luckily, he didn’t live that far away… “Don’t worry, you’re too cute to kill in the sleep. ” I tried to assure him and he laughed.

    His place was small but I liked every bit about it… He read the same books I was interested in and I noticed he has the same watches as my ex. It felt not unlike my place, just I got a career already and he’s a student still. He took the shower and I could notice he’s wearing exactly the same Calvin Klein briefs as me. We slipped into the bed, my hand under his head and my second hand into his. Finally, after a long day and just few hours of sleep, I closed my eyes and felt into a state of dreams, next to him. The next day, I woke up spooning with him and I could feel I’m (still) hard. He could probably feel that too because he pushed back few time on my cock. I touched his body and pressed against mine. I touched his chest and kissed his neck before I found my way onto his lips and into his mouth. I could feel how my balls are still full, so I tuned him on his belly and pulled his briefs off – as well as mine. I did few moves with my cock on his ass and cum off another huge load onto his back – probably from the effects of Viagra I got the night before. I cleaned him and he turned on his back and jerked off.

    We showered, brushed our teeth and he made me scrubbed eggs for the brunch. “It’s so sad you need to leave. ” He said. “Yes. ” I answered, looking at him into the eye. We hugged each other for something which seemed almost like 20 minutes. I was stroking his hair and head. Being wrapped in his arms and having my hands wrapped around his body felt very comforting. Eventually, I needed to go. “See you, soon. ” I said with a gentle smile on my face. “See you. ” He replied, smiling at me back. I left the building and took a deep breath. I felt weirdly good and peaceful.

    To be continued. .

  • Col and Andri: The Summer Queen

    A Wild Ride

    King Cyndyllan had warned Andri that parents would want to introduce their daughters, and it was so. In the Great Hall that evening after the feast, Andri and Col were treated to a procession of young women. Andri remained courteous yet noncommittal, but Col played the demon and flirted outrageously.

    “Behave yourself!” hissed Andri to his lover. “Some of these poor girls may get their hopes up about you!”

    Col quieted down when the priest, Cadwyr, joined them to fend off some of the more persistent people.

    “The Forest God will choose,” he reminded them.

    Andri was preparing to see the bard, Emrys, concerning some requested songs when the Chieftain, Aeron, father of the twins Gwenllaeth and Tegan, approached them.

    “Greetings to you, Andri of Torrent Mountain and Horsemaster Col. Have you seen my offspring this evening?”

    “I am pretty sure it was Gwenllaeth we saw earlier. At least, I think it was her. She had flowers twined in her hair.”

    “She didn’t speak to you?”

    “No, She stared at Andri for a while and then left,” said Col.

    “I know she very much wants to be Chosen. But frankly, I would be just as happy if she went into the wood after the Dance and found some nice young man. If the result was a child, we would welcome it. But this hanging around with her brother, playing their games, is unhealthy. I’d like to see her strike out on her own.”

    “But what of Tegan? He seems a lonely young man,” said Andri.

    Aeron frowned. “That boy . . .I don’t know what to do with him. He won’t give up this obsession with looking and dressing like his sister. I know he partly does it to anger me. The problem is he reminds me so much of my wife; may the Spirits guide her soul. I wish Tegan would at least cut his hair shorter. I’ve been lax in discipline. I might have to take him in hand.”

    Col wondered how the Chieftain could be so oblivious to his son’s plight. He remembered himself and Tegan making out in the dunes. Tegan had lain on top of him, and the feel of his hair sweeping Col’s bare shoulders still brought shivers of pleasure.

    “Have you thought of engaging him more, as in Warrior training?” asked Andri.

    “Oh, the boy knows his swordplay—as does Gwenllaeth. I have had my men train him, but sometimes he just doesn’t listen. He drives me to distraction.” Aeron sighed. “But enough about my wayward children. I’m sure every parent has bent your ear tonight. The day after tomorrow is our celebration. But you, Andri, do you plan to sing tonight?”

    “Yes, very shortly. Bard Emrys is here, and we shall perform together. You will excuse me, Chieftain; I see him beckoning to me now.”

    When Aeron was gone, Col remarked to Andri, “He could try engaging with his son, for once. I think Tegan craves his father’s loving attention.”

    “Yes, it’s an unfortunate situation. We at least can show Tegan our friendship,” said Andri. “But I think Gwenllaeth’s father has a point about her meeting someone in the wood. Just let it not be me!”

    “Just don’t go in the wood on Summer’s First Night, and that’s also Grandmother Eleni’s warning.”

    Andri squeezed Col’s hand as he stepped over to talk to Emrys.

    *    *    *

    The next day, the King showed Col his stables. His horses were mainly of the hardy and capable ArMynydd breed, Cyndyllan favouring the black ones. Col made much of the beasts, and he and the King spent a pleasant time discussing the points of each one.

    “The Queen is busy today with preparations for the celebrations. Why don’t you come out with me this afternoon and join in my own practice session on horseback? My warriors and I train frequently—I like to keep in shape. Bring Andri with you.”

    “I would be honoured to do so, King. Andri’s horse has had a sore leg and is resting, but we will gladly attend if you provide one for him.”

    Andri was more skeptical when he heard. “It is one thing to cross swords with the Queen’s warriors, but what if Cyndyllan asks you to engage with him? I know you are not the type to let someone prevail because of their rank, but will you risk it?”

    “I am sure the King’s own warriors don’t hold back with him—he would not let them. But you overestimate my own abilities. Although Master Gabrien is very skilled in teaching me, I am just learning. Worry more for me!”

    “I do, especially after your encounter with Catlin Cryf yesterday. But I suppose there is no honourable way out of this predicament. Just try to divert the King’s attention onto demonstrating his horses’ battle moves. Will you take Aristan again?”

    “No, in deference to you, my lover, I will take grey Dewr. That mare is always willing to show off and is named for her brave temperament.”

    “At least there is that.”

    So Andri and Col attended the King and his warrior companions in the practice field. They were treated to a display of skilled combat moves, and Col was asked to critique them. He kept his answers truthful yet humble, only saying what his Master would do in such a situation, not himself, and so won the acceptance of the men. Then the King asked for a display of Col’s skills and, as he had promised, the young Horsemaster demonstrated some battle moves using hands-free techniques.

    “This next sequence of moves requires a direct one-on-one relationship with your horse. You don’t want others training the horse for you here. The horse has to learn to listen and trust only you. Have your men ‘attack’ me, oh King, and I will be unhorsed. Try to overcome me when I am down. Then you will see what Dewr will do.”

    Three warriors rode at Col, two with swords drawn, one with a javelin. As the weapon passed over him, Col lay back flat in the saddle and allowed himself to roll off the horse. Dewr at first shied aside so as not to trample on him, but when the warriors converged on his fallen rider, she leapt into action. Standing protectively over Col, his horse reared and lashed out with her front hooves, with loud, challenging cries. The mare would not allow the others to get near, and her fierce demeanour intimidated their own horses.

    Andri, watching, felt his heart stutter in fear. Surely, Col would be trampled by his own horse! But with the grace of a dancer, the grey mare placed her hooves carefully and effectively. Then, as the men broke away temporarily to regroup, Col called a command in his own tongue, and Dewr promptly came to her knees, crouching beside him. Col rolled again and seized the horse’s mane, hauling himself onto her back in one fluid motion. The horse rose up and leapt away from the oncoming warriors with a mighty kick of her back legs. Col raised his arm to signal a halt to the action and rode back to the King’s group. The warriors loudly complimented him, and the King asked him to explain what he had done.

    “If I am unhorsed and injured, Dewr will defend me. I prefer training mature mares for this who have had at least one foal because I am taking advantage of her protective maternal instinct. She will not trample her own foal, and she will go to great lengths to defend me, even at the risk of her own injury. She is voice-trained in many moves. I like to have the option to ride her hands-free, like your warriors, so I can fight and just use voice and leg aids to command her. She is also taught to defend me independently if I am unconscious.”

    “Would that you could stay longer and work with my men; have them train their horses in this skill,” mused the King.

    “Perhaps in future, my Master would support an exchange of training. There is much to learn from each other, my Lord King.”

    After the workout, the men retired to a sheltered building on the side of the practice field, where they sat and drank ale. But even there, Col was not allowed to rest. Men took him outside to look at their own horses and have him offer suggestions for various training and behavioural issues. The young Wanderer’s easy manner and down-to-earth rapport won the respect of the seasoned warriors. Col was quick to attribute his own skills to Master Gabrien, whose prowess was well-known among them.

    In the hall, the King addressed Andri. “When we return, I have some time before I must meet with my counsellors on a matter. I invite both you and Col to attend me in my chambers. I would talk further about the demonstration of the skills your friend shows. If Master Gabrien had not co-opted him, I would offer him a place on my guard, young as he is.”

    “I thank you for the honour you do us, my King, but I would not be parted from him.”

    “I will not test you further just now, Andri. I understand. You both have a rare bond.”

    “But, if it pleases you, we will attend you. Give us a little time to wash the dust from ourselves.”

    The King just smiled.

    *    *    *

    As Andri had suspected, the King had more on his mind than just talk, although they did spend time discussing what had taken place on the field. When, during their conversation, the King reached over and took Andri’s hand, the young singer gripped it back.

    “Again, I am willing to please you however you wish, my King.”

    “I told you to call me by name when we are alone. Col is included too.”

    “I am happy to serve you, Cyndyllan, Lord,” said Col. “Why don’t Andri and I start to make love, and you join in as you wish?”

    “Col!” protested Andri at his lover’s boldness, blushing.

    “No, Col is quite within his rights,” affirmed the King. “The offer is a generous one, and it would please me to see how you two deal with each other.”

    “Come, ves’tacha,” said Col to his lover. “Let us show the King what our love looks like.”

    Both young men stripped and faced each other. Col displayed his muscular, lean body, and the King’s gaze roved over it to fasten on Col’s dusky cock, already becoming erect. Col kissed Andri, and the two ran their hands over one another. Col touched Andri’s balls, cupping them in his hand.

    Andri was self-conscious at first, but Col’s persistent kisses won him over, and he felt himself relaxing into them. Then the young Wanderer sank to his knees. He smoothed his hand down Andri’s chest while gripping the erect shaft with his other hand. When he bent and put his mouth over the cock, King Cyndyllan made a sound.

    “You may direct me, young man,” he said to Col.

    Col paused to say, “Strip too, my Lord Cyndyllan, and touch yourself so we can see.”

    The King took Col’s suggestion and removed his clothes to reveal his powerful body. He sat on the nearby divan, legs open, and began to stroke himself slowly as he watched Col suck Andri’s cock. Col put all his love and skill into the act, and he soon had Andri moaning. The young singer tangled his hand in Col’s long, curling dark hair, pulling him onto his cock.

    “Come stand before me, both of you,” Cyndyllan said, his voice husky with desire.

    They did so. The King touched both their erect cocks and genitals, then he leaned forward and took Col’s cock in his mouth before switching to Andri’s. He sucked them both, his lust rising even as his cock did.

    “Now us,” said Col.

    Both knelt before the King, taking turns sucking his thick cock. This pleased Cyndyllan greatly, prompting him to eventually say, “Come to the bed, my two lovers.”

    Reclining on the bed, the three kissed each other deeply, their moans and sighs providing a counterpoint.

    “Col, let me see you fuck Andri.”

    Col needed no further urging. He directed his lover onto all fours and said to the King, “Sit where Andri can reach your cock with his mouth. Let him suck you while I enter him.”

    Col played his cock, dripping precum, against Andris’s rectal passage as Andri bent his head to take the King’s cock in his mouth. When Col’s cock pushed its way in, Andri sucked the penis shaft, sliding his tongue around the head at each stroke. The young Horsemaster fucked Andri slowly at first, in no hurry. He poured lubricant onto his lover’s ass, moistening his cock simultaneously and revelling in its hot sliding action. But he didn’t want the King to cum just yet.

    “Join me, Cyndyllan, Lord. We are both well prepared for you.”

    Col withdrew and moved to lie down, pulling Andri on top of him. He penetrated his lover from this new position while the King shifted until he was over Andri’s ass.

    “Can you take us both, Andri?” asked the King in wonder.

    “Go ahead, my Lord. I am not practised at this, but desire drives me.”

    As Col continued moving his cock inside Andri, the King added lubricant to his own cock and hand. At first, he thrust his fingers in, feeling Col’s shaft sliding in and out. He carefully placed his cock at the entrance and pushed in as Col paused to allow him entry,

    Andri grunted, but he was gradually able to relax his rectal muscles enough until both cocks were inside him. The King thrust in counterpoint to Col.

    The young Horsemaster felt the tightness of Andri’s stretched asshole and the sliding of the King’s hard cock against his own. He kept things slow, allowing Cyndyllan to set the pace and this time, it did not take long.

    Cyndyllan groaned, “I’m going to cum in you, Andri.”

    Both young men felt the flood of hot ejaculate. Col almost came on the spot, but he held himself off.

    As the King withdrew his dripping member, he said, “Now you two: return the favour and take me. I, too, am prepared.”

    Andri would have said something, but Col withdrew his cock and turned to the King, who was now on all fours. “Come on, lover,” he said to Andri. “We will do this in turns: you first until you cum, and then I.”

    His lover did not object and so found himself kneeling behind Cyndyalln. Andri gripped the firm ass before him and pushed his cum-soaked cock inside. This time he had a hard time holding back from cumming inside the King, but as of the day before, he managed until he withdrew and came over Cyndyllan’s ass. Then Col moved in almost seamlessly.

    Col thrust now with vigour, pounding into the ass before him.

    “Cum inside me, Col,” the King said suddenly, and the young Wanderer did not refuse.

    Col thrust purposefully, saying, “Take my cum now, Lord.” He cried out as his orgasm took place, waves of ecstasy wringing every drop of cum from him. But when he withdrew, his cock was still hard.

    “Now you again, Andri, I can still go.”

    Andri lay on his back and let Col enter him from the front. The King stretched alongside the young singer and began to kiss him while he was fucked by Col.

    “Mmm . . .I’m cumming again!”

    “Give it to me, love,” gasped Andri between kisses.

    Col spasmed with the force of the ejaculation. “I’m wrung out,” he laughed. I think that was more of a dry cum. Cyndyllan, Lord, I believe you got most of it.”

    “And I thank you for that gift, young man. I can’t remember the last time I took a man’s semen. My partners have all been too deferential.”

    Beside him, Andri blushed, remembering his own reluctance the previous day.

    They kissed and embraced for a time before bathing together under the waterfall shower. The King said, “Both of you make me young again. You have my gratitude. Is there anything I can give you, my friends?”

    Col was quick to answer, forestalling Andri, “Just your continuing friendship, Cyndyllan, Lord. Andri and I are grateful: you have allowed us a place in your realm and a home where we can be together, my vest’acha and I.”

    Andri smiled, feeling relieved. He would have said the exact same thing.

    *    *    *

    “That was intense,” said Andri as he and Col walked among the dunes. The sea rolled in, singing its eternal song. Dark shore birds pecked among the tide pools further down, where rock encroached upon the sandy shore. “I just hope the King doesn’t get too fond of us!”

    “Well, you will go and sing ‘Eilen Brav’ at him and invoke emotions of love,” replied Col, grinning. “Maybe you need to sing some Shadow-songs of loss and parting.”

    “And you will go and suggest you and he both penetrate me. I didn’t know if I could manage! I’ve only done it twice before, with Brynnan and Geraint.”

    “You managed just fine. It was exciting. Admit it!” Col nudged his lover with his elbow.

    “Yes, it excited me like crazy. You are a wicked man. And you insisted on cumming in his ass.”

    “He liked it. You heard him. Everyone else is too inhibited.”

    “Yes, like me. I don’t just go around shooting my cum into Kings’ asses any day of the Moon. It’s not done.”

    “I could say more, but look: I’m biting my tongue. It’s too easy to tease you.”

    “Yes, I know,” Andri sighed.

    Col turned and seized Andri’s shoulders. He kissed him hard. “I love you anyway.”

    Breaking apart, they continued on. Then Col said, “Look! Isn’t that Tegan?”

    “No! It’s Gwellaeth! She’s wearing flowers. Quick, let’s hide!”

    “No, I’m sure it’s Tegan,” Col insisted. “He’s waving.”

    Col waved back, and Andri groaned, afraid he was mistaken. But as the young person drew closer, he determined that it was indeed Tegan. The boy’s smile was open and friendly, and he looked happy to see them.

    “Andri, Col! Wait, I have something for you.” Tegan reached into a pouch fastened to his belt and drew out something. Opening his hand, he revealed two exquisite green spiral shells. “Look. They are perfect. I collected them for you.”

    Andri and Col each took a shell. Col was touched: he kissed their young friend on the cheek.

    “The flowers in your hair become you,” Andri laughed. “You’ve been in the wood, gathering wild hyacinths. You look like a faun or a forest spirit.”

    “Yes, I was just daydreaming. I stopped in a glade and played with myself. But it wasn’t the same without you two. Well, tomorrow is the celebration and the Dance, then First Summer Night. Perhaps after that, we can get together.”

    “Walk with us now, Tegan. It’s not as if Andri is at risk of being seen with you. I am with him, too.”

    “But people can’t tell if it’s Gwenllaeth or me. I probably shouldn’t have worn the flowers.”

    “Where is Gwenllaeth? Did you leave her in the wood?” asked Andri.

    “She has been in a mood lately. She stayed to talk with our Father. I wish I could do that, but he just finds an excuse not to talk to me, or he berates me.”

    Col suddenly had a peculiar feeling. He spoke to Tegan but felt his voice was coming from a distance and was barely conscious of himself. “He will change. It is coming soon. Be aware of it.”

    Tegan looked at him strangely but didn’t seem too concerned. Andri, however, paled.

    “Col . . .” he said.

    “What did I just say?” Col asked.

    “It’s not what you said. It’s the way you put it. I think you are beginning to take after your Grandmother Eleni.”

    Col reflected. Eleni the Seer: he knew he shared her mind-gift. Did he share in more than that? Had he just uttered his first Prophecy?

    *    *    *

    To be continued . . .

  • Buck Stops Here

    I woke up from the worst dream.

    Sinful images danced around my head as I struggled to wake up. Matty had come over to shave me, that was real, but I had this nightmare he touched me…and I touched him back…and we…

    I shook my head and got out of bed, I couldn’t think of this!

    My thing was rock hard though, and not just cause I had to pee. My hand slowly gripped it through my briefs, remembering how good Matty’s hand felt…

    I pulled away as if burned, no! I was better than this! I was pure, I was righteous. This was Satan tempting in the desert and I would not falter. I grabbed my shower stuff and marched down to the communal showers our dorm had. This was another new experience, showering with 30 other guys in the morning.

    There were walls set up between the nozzles and a flimsy shower sheet to act as a door, but the showers were across from the mirror and sinks, so anyone shaving had a full view of the people behind them if they wanted. Some of the guys didn’t care at all, some waited until the place was less packed, some like me faced the wall the entire time and washed as quickly as possible.

    This morning as I walked up, I saw the place was standing room only, the price I paid for sleeping in and thinking about filth. I wrapped my towel around my waist seeing all these people, normally I went to the showers in just my undies because I was up earlier than everybody else, but again, not today.  I strained, seeing how many were ahead of me when I saw Dane at the front of the line waiting. He saw me looking and smiled and waved me over. I walked over to him, “What’s up?”

    “This is crazy ya?” he asked, and I nodded, “I’ll do you a favor, you can share mine so you can get out of here quicker.”

    I froze, share a shower stall, with another man?

    “I mean it’s not like you want to be tardy right?” he asked, and I shook my head. “So then cool?” I hesitated and he scowled, “What? You think I’m a fag or something? Fuck you Hayseed, I was trying to be nice…”

    Shoot, this was on me. All my internal crap was spilling out into the real world.

    “I’m sorry Dane, I’d love to, thank you for the offer, that is right kind of you.”

    He paused and smiled and then looked back, “Captain’s discretion, I’m bringing Hayseed in. Any problems?” No one said a thing and the guy on the far stall got out, “That’s us,” he said.

    We walked into the small space, and he closed the curtain behind us. The water felt nice as he moved behind me, “Ok big guy, share the love.”

    I moved and let him get wet as well, he had an incredible body, this close up it was impossible not to notice. He was leaner than me but had the same mass, making him look like the next evolution of what I would become. It was impressive to see as the water cascaded down his toned body…

    “You wanna help a brother out since you’re back there?” he asked, handing me some soap. When I look confused, he looked down at his back, “We’re on a time limit?”

    “Right,” I said taking the soap and lathering up my hands. I moved over his broad shoulders, taking in how dense the muscles were. Did my back look this good? It was impossible to know but I was blown away. I moved down where it tapered to a tight V and then his ass cheeks…they defied gravity, just jutting out…I wasn’t sure if he wanted that and he pushed back, “Come on man, stop fucking around.”

    I shrugged and moved over his buns, they were like iron, smooth, hairless, I wasn’t going to spread them, I just made sure it seemed clean…

    “Ok switch,” he said, pushing me forward to the water.

    I began to rinse my face and chest off and he reached around me to grab some soap, “I swear Hayseed, I will teach you how to wash an ass…”

    His hands moved down my back and shoulders, zeroing in on my ass. He kneaded my cheeks and then spread them, I gasped as he pushed me forward, my hands against the wall.

    “Wha?” I said as I felt his hands move all over me.

    “This is what needs to be cleaned,” he said, one finger moving down my crack and over my hole.

    “Dane…” I whimpered as he paused.

    “You gonna fight me Hayseed?” he said in a low voice, “You too good for the team? Cause this is a team ritual, we all help each other out when we need it…you going to argue or be a good boy?”

    His finger slowly pushed into me, and I let out a weak, “I’m a good boy…”

    He chuckled and went deeper, causing me to gasp as I tried to climb the shower wall, “Yeah see, you’re all dirty up in here,” he said, tickling something that made my body jerk, “You gotta get in there and work…” a second finger slipped in and the sparks doubled.

    “Wait…Dane….” I was panting, trying to catch my breath but he kept stabbing up into me, making my thoughts fuzzy…

    “You’re dirty Hayseed, let me get you clean…” he said speeding up.

    “Oh…oh….oh…” I began to sob, my cock hard as steel, what was he doing to me?

    “Yeah see,” he said adding a third and I felt my eyes roll back into my head, “This is what you needed, a good cleaning…”

    My hips were pushing back on their own as that spark turned into a fire inside my ass and I couldn’t stop myself. His other hand reached around and plucked one of my nipples and I let out a low moan as another shock of pleasure moved through me.

    “Come on Hayseed,” he said in my ear, “Push back…fuck yourself on my fingers…”

    The words burned but I was too far gone, lost down this lust filled path with no way to get off but finishing. I bucked back harder and harder, impaling myself on his fingers with abandon. I don’t know how but one of my legs was crooked up so he could get as deep as he wanted while my cock bobbed in front of me, crying for release.

    “Come on Buck…harder…”

    I did as he said, the sound of my grunts as I shoved his fingers in me filled the stall as my balls began to tingle.

    “Oh…oh…” I cried, feeling my cock get ready to shoot without touching it!

    “Shoot for me Buck,” he whispered, “Cum for me…”

    I closed my eyes as my cock exploded all over the shower wall, I shook as Dane held me up, my whole body spasming as it felt like my whole soul was moving through my dick. It just wouldn’t stop, shot after shot as he chuckled in my ear, “Good boy…such a good boy.”

    I collapsed into his arms for a moment, my legs not working properly. He let me go to my knees and he grabbed the back my head, “You know the rules rookie…leave the space as you found it.” He pushed my head towards my cum dripping down the wall, “Clean.”

    I tried to pull away, but he gripped my hair tighter and growled, “Lick. It. Up.”

    There was no getting away from him…I closed my eyes and leaned forward, my tongue slowly lapping my spent load up. He moved my head to each glob and made sure the shower wall was clean as it was when we walked in. Once it was done, he let me go so I could stand up.

    “Did you swallow it?”

    I nodded.

    “And you hated it?”

    I glared at him and nodded.

    He reached forward and gripped my once again hard cock, “Methinks he protests too much.”

    I hadn’t even noticed I was hard again. Before I could say anything, he pulled me out of the shower with my hard member and proclaimed, “HE IS CLEAN!”

    I was horrified to find the whole team waiting, cheering at me,

    He leaned in and whispered, “Welcome to the team Buck.”

    Oh gosh, everyone heard that? I felt my face grow red as I gave a weak smiled and waved. Seeing I was still hard I hurriedly wrapped the towel around my waist to hide my erection, why was I still hard?

    The next few weeks were a blur.

    We were working our butts off in the water and I was struggling to keep up with my classes. Matty came over again for my shave, I ended up getting turned on again and before I knew it he was sucking me off while I licked his thing, both of us just giving into our lust and not caring. When it was done, I felt guilty, but Matty ensured me it was a normal thing with the team and almost a tradition in itself.

    This team had a lot of traditions.

    When he was getting his stuff to leave, I asked him, “Do the guys think I’m standoffish?”

    He paused and looked at me confused, “Why?”

    I explained what Dane said to me in the shower, danggit why did I start getting hard every time I thought about it…and that I had been paying more attention to it since then.

    “Ah, well…honestly yeah,” he said finally, “You don’t go out with any of the guys, you don’t show up for the frat parties, you kinda stick to yourself and some of the guys think you don’t want to hang with them.”

    “It’s not that!” I said worried, “I am just so swamped with school!” Damn, I knew this would happen! “So, what do I do?” I asked him.

    He thought about it for a moment, “Hang out with them, drink with them,” I made a face, and he shook his head, “See? That’s what I mean. You guys drink wine at church and I see a lot of church goers drink a beer man. You need to relax and join in…”

    “Or?” I asked, seeing him pause.

    “Or they’ll just start ignoring you. Next time they ask you to go out or have a drink, join them. One time won’t kill you.”

    I sat there thinking about it.

    “Look, what we do…you’d never thought you’d do things like that but now you’re ok with it.”

    “I am not ok with it; I pray for forgiveness every time.”

    He smiled, “Then just throw in the drinking with it and you should be fine. After all, Jesus forgives all right?”

    I didn’t have an answer for that.

    We ended up five points down on an away game with barely a quarter left. The other team had gotten way too lucky, and we were going to lose because of it. I got sent in and Dane immediately moved towards me, “Ok Hayseed, look, you see that gorilla over there?” I looked behind him and knew who he was talking about. The guy looked like someone put a Speedo on a full-sized bull, twice as wide and just massive. I thought I was a big boy but this guy made me look like a toddler.

    I nodded.

    “He is on me like I owe him money, if we are going to win this you need to give him something else to look at. Can you?”

    I nodded, “Consider him handled.”

    Under the water he grabbed my junk, “Use this, show this punk up.” I nodded and he squeezed.

    “Ok,” he said to the rest of the team, “Let’s do this!”

    We went out there and I moved to Brutus, what I was calling him in my head, and stood there. He looked down at me, yeah, he was that big, and smiled, “What’s up Tiny?”

    I smiled, “Hi I’m Buck, I’ll be the guy stopping you tonight.”

    He frowned as the game started back up.

    Brutus moved to rush past me, but I moved in front of him and held my ground, and unlike the other guys he had rolled over the whole game, I didn’t move. He grunted and we locked eyes for a moment and I heard a cheer behind me.

    Dane had scored.

    He literally growled at me, and I just smiled as we got back in formation.

    Three more times we clashed and three more times I held my ground, he was strong but I was faster and in the end, I was able to keep him off of Dane long enough for us to tie it up and then finally take it with 2 seconds left on the clock.

    Brutus let out a loud FUCK as the game ended, and we won.

    Someone picked me up from behind as the rest of my team went wild with celebration. They carried me back to the locker room on their shoulders, I was laughing as they moved me around the locker room, depositing me in the showers.

    Dane came rushing at me and hugged me, “DUDE! You’re a beast!”

    It was easily the nicest he had ever been to me and I patted him back as he bounced me up and down. “You know what this means right?”

    I shook my head.

    “Guys?” he asked and the team behind him started to chant, “Holy Speedo! Holy Speedo! HOLY SPEEDO!”

    I had no idea what they were talking about then Matty walked in, holding a pair of Speedos over his head. They were white and there was a pretty large hole in the ass. Matty handed them to Dane who smiled and looked at me.

    “These are to be worn by the MVP who pulls a win out of his ass…and that my friend is you.” He handed them to me, and I took them and looked at him. “Put them on.”

    “Now? But we’re changing before…”

    He shook his head, “Nope, for a game like this we drive home in our speedos, these are our war clothes, and we will not take them off. Except you, you have to wear those.”

    I looked down at them and looked up, about to say I didn’t want to wear them and saw Matty looking at me, making a face.

    Right, be one of them.

    I slid my speedos off and pulled the holy ones on and tucked my thing into them.

    The team went wild.

    Sure enough everyone kept their speedos on, we showered and then got onto the bus in nothing but the swimwear. We were all so high on our win, no one cared. As we piled on the bus, we all went to our normal areas. The seniors always took the back seats and Dane had his own little area in the back corner. The back corner had been sectioned off with blankets attached to the roof and they could be pulled back, so he had a little room to himself.

    Then came the juniors who hovered around them then the Sophomores past them and us Freshmen were left up to the front with what’s left.

    I was about to sit down in the front and Dane grabbed me, “What are you doing?” he asked, “You’re Holy Speedo, you get to sit with us.”

    Before I could say anything, he pulled me down the aisle to the back, everyone patted my back and ass as I walked by. I had never been back here, and it was kinda cool. Dane went to the back and sat down, I looked for somewhere and he laughed and pulled me down onto his lap.

    “Whoa!” I said as I sat down.

    “Seat of honor,” he told me as I got settled, “It’s tradition for people who win the fucking game!”

    “I didn’t…” I began to say, and he shushed me.

    “Hey man, just go with it, you did good.”

    I closed my mouth.

    A few of the seniors came up and talked with us, they were on the other side of the seats, so they couldn’t see anything past my chest. So, I was talking with them, going over the game when I felt Dane’s finger slip through the hole in the Speedos and slide down my crack.

    I paused.

    They kept talking as his finger slid down my crack and then touched my hole, I jumped but he held me still and whispered in my ear, “Shhh…you want them to know what’s going on?”

    I shook my head.

    “Relax,” he said as his finger pushed into me.

    “Oh…” I said softly as he crooked his finger up into me. The guys kept talking and asking me questions and I just nodded and pretended to listen, but all I could focus on that finger going deeper and deeper.

    His knuckle moved up and nudged that same spot he had hit in the shower, and I jumped, my hands gripping the seat fiercely. The tip of Dane’s finger was brushing that spot, making my entire body melt one scratch at a time. I was nodding and smiling but I could feel my hips pushing back onto his finger…trying to get him to hit that spot harder.

    I tried to nudge his arm away, but he wouldn’t move, just digging harder, making my head fuzzier each time. I grabbed his arm under the seat, so no one could see and he whispered, “Let go of my arm or I will tell everyone what we are doing…”

    I slowly let go.

    “This is a gift rookie,” he kept talking as he probed, “You think the team captain fingers just anyone? Why do you think there’s a hole? Relax and push back…now.”

    I gulped and tried to relax as his finger went deeper, causing me to shiver as he tickled that spot more…

    After about five minutes of this Dane said, “Hey guys, I think we’re gonna try to catch some Z’s.”

    The other seniors nodded, “Yeah good idea man, awesome game man,” they said fist bumping me.

    Once they turned around, he said, “Close the blankets.”

    I reached up and closed the curtains closed, sealing us off from anyone else from seeing.

    His finger slipped out and I sighed in relief, and then I felt two fingers push into my mouth, “Lick…”

    I kinda sputtered as he pushed his fingers into my mouth, my tongue rolling over them automatically. He pulled them free and said in my ear, “Good boy…”

    “Dane, I don’t want…” both fingers slid into me and I groaned as I felt myself be violated.

    “Everyone is going to be sleeping,” he whispered, “You wanna wake them up?” he asked, going deeper.

    I shook my head as he kept going and then bent them slightly…

    “Oh gosh…” I gasped as both fingers pressed against that spot.

    “Yeah, you feel that?” he asked, and I nodded, eyes closed in shame, “Feels good don’t it?” Another nod and small sob.

    “Relax and push back.” He said, “Like just open up…”

    “But…but…” I said and he pulled me down hard.

    “Shut up! Why don’t you just open the curtains?”

    “Sorry…” I mumbled, so unsure what was going on.

    “See my bag,” he gestured to the corner, “Open the side pocket, there’s a small brown vial, pull it out.”

    I reached over and opened the pocket, there was a small glass vial, “What’s VHS cleaner?” I asked handing it to him.

    “Virgin slayer,” he said with a smile, “Open it up, bring it to a nostril, plug the other one and inhale.”

    “Why?” I asked, not understanding.

    He moved his finger and I whimpered, “It makes this easier for you.” I hesitated and he said, “Come on Buck, it’s a team tradition, just go with it.”

    Matty’s words came back to me, and I put the bottle up to my nose and took a deep breath. It was vile but he quickly said, “The other one now.” I did as he said, and his free hand took the bottle.

    “What’s it do….”

    And the world just melted around me.

    “There we go,” he said jamming his fingers hard into me, “Push back…relax.”

    I wanted to protest but I found myself doing as he said, and the fingers slipped in easier, pushing harder on that spot. I felt my body spasm as he hit that spot dead on and I pushed back hard against him, causing him to chuckle. My mind was just a fog, all I knew was pleasure and wanted more…

    “You’re doing so good,” he said pulling his two fingers out and shoving three into me. I bit my bottom lip as there was a sting before he found that spot again, making my head fuzzy with lust. He was opening his fingers up, stretching my hole as he tickled that spot, teasing me with pain and pleasure in equal moments.

    “Come on Buck,” he whispered, “Slam back onto them…”

    I felt like crying as I did just that, my hips pushed back onto his fingers, hitting the spot in me over and over, he just kept his hand still as I fucked myself on his fingers. God what was I doing? Why was I letting him do this to me? Oh God I had fallen…the lust had corrupted me…oh please…

    He pulled his fingers free, and I moaned a little, “How do you feel?” he whispered.

    I was mortified to hear myself say, “Empty…”

    His hands moved up to my pecs, “You are so hot…” he said moving over my chest brazenly, he plucked at my nipples and I had to bite my bottom lip, or I would moan out loud like a whore. He kept pinching and molesting me, and I writhed on his lap. Moving all over the place as he filled my brain with pleasure.

    He brought the bottle up to my nose again, “Inhale.”

    This time I didn’t even arguer, I took a deep breath and he moved to the other, putting the bottle down his hands moved over my abs and then lower, grasping my cock, making me rock back into him. He moved my hips over and then I could feel something slide against my hole…

    And the tip of his cock slid into me.

    I don’t know when he took it out, but I had sat back when he started to stroke me and I felt his head push at my hole, making me freeze in place.

    “Dane…” I slurred, feeling him enter my virgin hole.

    He slowly moved up and down my shaft, pulling me down onto him, “Shh…you’ll wake them up…”

    I clasped my hand over my mouth as I sank lower onto his cock, I didn’t have the strength to get off of him, all I could do was flop around and impale myself more and more.

    “Oh god you are so tight,” he whispered, his hand making my own tool leak as he pushed deeper and deeper into me. There wasn’t much pain, just a fullness…as he stroked me the pleasure was overwhelming and I felt myself start to slide into a valley of darkness.

    “Dane…Dane…” I panted, sinking lower onto him.

    I felt his mouth on the side of my neck and I moaned as I let him bite me, my ass opening in response as I took the rest of him into me. I was flush on his lap, my hole fluttering around his thickness, my own tool leaking everywhere as he made me his own.

    “You’re too hot not to be fucked,” he said, licking up my neck to my ear, “This body was made to be used…”

    His words made my thoughts spin as I let him molest me without protests, just surrendering to him completely.

    “You like that baby? You like how this feels?”

    I nodded, not wanting to admit it out loud as one hand moved over my body and the other slowly stroked my leaking cock.

    “Pull up some…” he said, letting go of my dick and grabbing my hips.

    I felt him slide out of me a few inches and I bit my bottom lip to keep from sobbing. He pulled me back down and I gasped as his cock hit that spot and I saw flashes of light explode behind my eyes. He pulled me up again and I gripped the seat and helped, he slammed me down again and a whimper escaped my mouth and he chuckled.

    “Come on baby,” he said, opening my legs with his own, “Lemme in that pussy…”

    “Noooo…” I said shaking my head, “Not a girl…”

    He bucked his hips up and I felt my cock lurch and spit precum on my abs in response.

    “You’re my good girl…” he said rocking me back and forth on that spot, slowly but surely turning me into his bitch, “My good Christian girl with her tight hole…right? That you? Huh?”

    He sped up his movements until he was just rubbing that spot raw, all of my protests crumbled as I lowered my head to the seat and pushed back onto him.

    “Come on baby…admit it…”

    As I sat there, rocking back and forth on his member, feeling whatever was inside of my screaming for more, I now knew why I was warned about straying from the path. I couldn’t stop myself, I was desperate for more, slamming down harder, trying my best not to admit what he wanted.

    He grabbed my hair and pulled me back onto him, impaling his entire length into my aching hole in one move. His mouth was next to my ear, “Say it…”

    He bucked up once and the words tumbled out of my mouth, “I’m your good girl…oh fuck I am…”

    “This my pussy?” he asked, rocking me up and down on him.

    “Oh god yes,” I whispered, “That’s your pussy…all yours…”

    He began really pulling and pushing me onto him, the entire time talking, “You didn’t even know you had such a hungry cunt did you? You Christian girls are all the same…saving yourself when what you need is a big…” SLAM! “Thick.” SLAM! “Cock.” SLAM!

    “Oh Dane, fuck me, fuck my cunt…please…please…” I sobbed, begging for him to debase me even harder.

    He pulled me off and his cock popped free with a wet squelch, he turned me around and threw me into the corner of the bus, my legs spread, hole aching.

    He lowered himself down and I felt him push into me, my head thrown back as I felt my hungry cunt grip his cock and pull him in. He held my ankles as he fucked me, I could see my muscular legs spread like I was his bimbo as he plowed me for real. All I could do was hold on as he fucked me harder and harder, his handsome face looking down on mine as he drilled me.

    “You my good girl?” he asked, and I nodded, not able to talk, “You gonna let me fuck you whenever I want?” Another nod as he hit that spot hard, making my toes curl as I tried to stop myself from screaming. “Tell me how much you love being fucked?”

    “I love it,” I gasped, “Oh god I love it…” I admitted.

    “You do whatever I say then?”

    Another nod, “Anything…anything…”

    He sped up, his hips punching into me, hitting that spot dead on each time. My hands were over my head, holding on to the overhead rack as Dane fucked me within an inch of my life. I wanted to jerk myself off but for some reason that was too far…my mind wouldn’t let me accept that, so I just laid there, getting closer and closer from just being fucked.

    “Gonna breed you,” he growled, and I moaned in horror, even as my cock twitched in response. “Tell me to shoot in you, be my good girl and beg me…”

    I was so close I just blurted out, “Please Dane, please cum in me, get your girl pregnant, please…” The words burned as they came out, what was I doing? What had I become?

    He smiled as he let go of my ankles and grabbed my hips, pulling me up onto him as he thrust one last time into me…

    I felt his cock expand and then a warmth as he shot his load up into me, I closed my eyes as I realized I had let another man despoil me, I took his seed willingly, begged him for it…he gave me three quick thrusts, emptying his balls in me before standing up, his cock sliding out of my cum soaked hole.

    I looked up at him, “Please…I need to cum…” I begged him.

    He looked at my cock and smiled, “Ok…let me get someone on that.”

    Before I could ask, he pulled the blanket down and I felt my whole life pass before my eyes. Standing there in the aisle, was the team, naked, stroking their hard cocks, obviously hearing everything that just happened.

    Dane stepped back, “I think you called dibs…” he said as Matty moved in front of him, smiling at me.

    “Hey bud…welcome to the team,” he said as he sank his thick cock into me.

    I cried out as his thicker member pushed my walls out, filling me in places Dane hadn’t touched. He began to slam into me, his bigger cock hitting my spot easier…

    “Oh god…oh…” I cried as the smaller boy began to really fuck me.

    “Yeah, I’ve been dying for this hole…” He said hungrily, “You like that? You like my high school cock up in you?”

    “Oh god!” I cried, my hands going around his back, pulling him deeper into me, “Fuck me! Just fuck me!”

    The team cheered as they heard me surrender, one of the guys moving past Matty and offering me his cock, “Come on rook…”

    I slowly opened my mouth, and he slid his cock into it, as I began to suck him off…

    Matty’s fat cock making me lose all control and just going crazy on it.

    “This what you like Buck?” Matty asked, “You like being the team cunt?”

    I nodded around the cock in my mouth as I felt him make my cock leak all over my eight pack I didn’t care anymore…I was part of the team…this was where I belonged.

  • The Interpreter

    France August 1979 (Part 2)

    I was lucky enough to be able to keep the spot in the dunes vacated by the Dutch guys and used my windbreak and umbrella to give me some privacy, although I did leave a space open for me to look out in front of me. I was approached by some guys for a talk and by some for a mutual wank and blow job. I also had to tell some annoying people to get lost forcibly; one elderly pest I almost had to punch to make him go away. I swam in the sea, enjoying the breakers and had a great time cruising some guys along the beach. I even walked into the pine forest looking around and getting used to the trails and finding the area where I had fucked Luuk. Yes the black guy was around, parading himself naked and sometimes making sure I saw his erection. I always got a smile from him and once he even dared to say hi as he walked by. I even caught him hard and erect standing on the bank at the back of my dune. I’d put him down as a prick tease.

    I had an interesting wank and suck session with a local guy of about twenty one. He was so nervous that as soon as he had come he ran off. I had planned to invite him to sit with me with the idea of maybe getting him in the woods later on for a fuck. I’d even invested in a small bag that Luuk had with his lube and paper towel, I had noticed a few guys cruising around with the same bag.

    The weekend came and the campsite and the beach were noticeably busier, and the guys were looking far more sexier and were cruising a lot more. On the Saturday afternoon I had just returned from a swim and was drying myself off when the black guy came and stood at the side of my windbreak and again said hi and smiled and he walked around to the opening of my windbreak and flashed his erection at me and pulled at his cock and gave me a most definite come on. I noticed for the first time that he has a polished, stainless steel cockring around his cock and balls. This was the first time that he shown an interest in my joining him. I tidied up my belongings and hid the little valuables I had with me. And saw that he had already moved away. I walked around to the top of the bank of my dune and looked around. I saw him walk into the woods, looking around and waving at me to follow him and he disappeared into the trees I looked around for a pathway for me to follow to get to where he had entered the pine forest and to see if anyone else was following me and I entered the woods where I thought I had seen the black guy enter. I had lost the guy. I had no idea if I was actually in the right place or in which direction he had walked into the wood. Prick tease came back to my mind.

    I decided to walk around the forest anyhow. I might just find him, or I might come across someone hanging around looking for some action. For twenty minutes I walked around and there was nothing. I saw no one and I was certain that I wasn’t followed. I decided that I was wasting my time and so I stood still listening for the sea to give me direction back to the dunes and started my way back. Then I recognised the spot where I had fucked the Dutch guy and saw the small passageway that led to the open area and I heard a slight cough. I hoped that it would be the black guy giving me a signal that he was in there, and so I crouched and walked the short path into the clearing.

    He was there.

    He was not alone.

    On his knees giving the guy a blow job was blond muscled number, struggling to get more than a few centimetres of the massive black cock into his mouth. The black guy saw me and smiled, and nodded his head for me to come over. I instantly got a hard on. This was better than I had expected; much better. I stood next to the tall and built black guy and watched the equally built blond suck on the huge black cock. I placed my cock next to it and mine was dwarfed by the hugeness of the monster. The blond took hold of my cock and jacked it as he bobbed his head over what he could fit into his mouth. I looked down at the mop of white close cropped hair and noticed the guy’s body. His shoulders where massively broad with the build-up of muscle from his neck to his arm joint. He had a big head chest with a big groove in the centre and dark pointed nipples and what looked like a very decent six-pack. I also noticed his arm muscles. They too were very large and what struck me was just how small his wrist was compared to the bulk of muscle in his forearms. This was a man with a big body and from the way he was trying to swallow the black guys massiveness, he also had a big appetite for cock.

    He moved to my cock and his mouth was very soft around my cock and he gave it a quick suck and lick around my head before taking it all into his throat in one go. I threw back my head in delight at the wonderful sensation I get when some hot guys deep throats me. My cock was large but nowhere near as large as the black guy and the blond muscle had no problems swallowing all of my cock. The black guy put his arm around me and kissed me deeply. This was not what I was expecting from the now former prick tease and I was gleefully wondering what else I could get from this stud of a man. I reached down to hold onto his cock for the first time. I had seen it so often as he had walked past me at a distance and had even stood above me, but I had never held onto it until now. I wasn’t disappointed. It was all hard muscle, there was no flabbiness about it like I had experienced from guys with big cocks but had vacuum pumped their cock to look bigger, or had silicon injected into it. Yuk. The blond returned his oral attention to the black guy again trying to get as much in there as he could. The black guy was pulling me closer to him and I was in danger of losing my balance so I stepped back and readjusted myself so that I was on the other side of the man. I too wanted to be closer to the “dick of death” as I now called it and knelt down beside the blond and pulled the huge thing to my mouth. Jesus he was exceptionally big. I could get both my hands around the lower end of his meat and still have eight or nine centimetres to suck on, and it smelled so clean. I looked up at him above me as if to ask permission to be allowed to put him in my mouth and he smiled and nodded. In heavily accented French he told me that he wanted me to do it. I licked at it first enjoying the taste of him and then licked at his smooth and shiny cock-head which alone could have been about six centimetres long. I licked at the underside of his cock right under his piss slit and his cock spasmed away from my tongue falling back onto it with what felt like a very heavy weight. He also gave a sharp intake of air making a definite high pitched sound of delight as he did so.

    I opened my mouth as far as I could and took in all his head. His cock felt hot in my mouth and I managed to get another couple of inches in my mouth before I couldn’t take any more. He was so thick. I was torn between delight as servicing such a magnificent phallus and self-condemnation at not being able to take more of him in my mouth and disappointing him as I really wanted to please this man.

    The blond stood up next to the black stud. My immediate thought was that he was so small, but that his body was to die for. His height was about one metre seventy. Now I could see all his build including tree trunk legs but a much smaller cock than the black guy which was not surprising but it was a good size at around eighteen centimetres and slightly smaller than mine at twenty. As he was so close I took the chance to suck on the bodybuilders tool. I was pleased that I was well able to return his earlier favour and to deep throat him too. Whilst I was way down there I reached up to rub my hands on his six pack. They were as solid as the black guys dick, and I reached higher to the guys chest and rubbed his nipples too. I felt a hand on my head holding my face to the blonds stomach and I remembered to breathe through my nose. I used my tongue along the guys cock shaft too. I heard the black guys whisper “Oui, la gorge profonde que les gars bite”. In very proper French. It passed my mind to tell him in more colloquial French what he should say but resisted the urge as I was doing as he was telling me and deep throating the dick.

    We messed around sucking and kissing for some time. I was really excited when the black guy was sucking on my cock and watching the blond suck on the blacks over-sized cock. I hadn’t initially noticed but there was a large blanket on the ground in the clearing and we were able to lie down and form a triangle of cock-sucking. I also had fun checking out the muscle on both the guys as well licking their arms, chest, abs and legs as well as their cocks. The blond was well into having his nipples played with I noticed and I was pinching and licking and chewing on them much to his vocal delight. Again the blond was trying to suck as much of the black guys cock as he could and I was playing with his nips and the tall black was looking into my eyes pleadingly but trying not to speak. He made a circle with the index finger and thumb of his left hand and thrust his right index finger in and out of the ring, and nodded down to the bodybuilder, and then pointed to me and then himself. I got the proposal and slightly bowed my head in agreement. I made a tight circle with one of my hands and licked it purposefully. The black guys eyes widened and he smiled broadly.

    I shifted the blond to be above me for a sixty nine and could see the buff cheeks of the muscle bound guy spread open above me and watched as the black guy put his lips so close to the exposed hole and just blow against his hole. The guys rear fluttered at the saddened unexpected and gentle attention and his sucking on my dick paused a second and resumed with more fervour. Again the black guy blew air across the hole and once more the hole spasmed and the blond gave out a gasp of pleasure. The third time the black guys tongue just touched the sensitive nerves of his hole and this time the touch sent a shockwave so powerful that the guy sat up for a moment before resuming his position and sucking greedily on my cock. The next lick that I saw was a very wet and deliberate sloppy lick and the effect was profound. This time the blond pushed back against the tongue so much so that I almost lost his cock from my mouth. The black guy pushed him back onto my mouth and was holding onto the ass cheeks with both of his huge hands and really pushing his face into the backside and giving long wet licks to the wide open butt and sometimes spitting in at the hole and diving back in again and rimming the hole deeply. Then the hole was right by my mouth and it was a beauty, with a light covering of dark blond hair. If he sat on my face or was pushed onto it I don’t know nor do I care, but I was now eating out the muscle butt and it was marvellous. All I cared about was this hole being fucked good and if I got my turn, all the better. The backside was removed from my face and the black guy renewed his oral assault on the hole. At one point the blond cried out loud in pleasure.

    Immediately the black guy pulled the blond upwards and held him by the throat and told him firmly in English. “Shut up, do you want every fat pensioner in here watching us”? He pushed him back down  and was eating away at his hole with more vigour and perhaps anger and when he judge he was ready he knelt upright and I could see the huge really oversized cock at the entrance to the bodybuilders hole rubbing it against the anal sphincter making it relax more. He bounced his cockhead against the hole and ran his length up and down against the hole and I could see the full thickness and length of the giant cock and was wondering just how much he could actually get inside. I was wanking my cock at such thoughts and was becoming over eager to see the black monster at work. There was more slapping of the cock against the hole and the black top leaned away. I got my face back in the butt again, licking it more and pulling the body down onto my face. Then the body was pushed away from me and I watched as lube was thrust into the hole by firstly two fingers deep inside and then a third which were twisted around inside the hole and pushed in and out opening up the anus and loosening up the guy. He would need it I thought.

    Then the blond was pushed down hard against my body and he was ordered in English to suck on my cock and to suck it good. For the first time I recognised the voice as North American. It didn’t matter. I was getting double pleasure; my cock was being sucked on by the cute blond body-builder type who was just about to have his hole filled by one of the biggest dicks I had ever seen. The shiny cockhead pushed against the loosened up and lubed hole there was a grunt, I don’t know who by, and the head slowly entered the entrance. There was a cry out from the blond. The black guy told him to keep it quiet through gritted teeth, and he pushed more. Suddenly, the hole seemed to widen and swallow the cock head inside of it. The black guy again told him to suck on my cock. I really didn’t want him too as I was so excited at witnessing the fuck action that I was really close to shooting way too early.

    The advance of the cock stopped, most probably for the blond to be used to the size of the cock just inside of him. I reached up to cup the balls of the black guy and to suck on the blonds still hard cock. The black guy hissed out an almost silent ‘yes”, and pushed forward urging the blond to relax in a barely audible whisper and I saw above my eyes, the fat shaft slowly fill the hole, the ass lips greedily surrounding the invading dick. Slowly and assuredly, the cock went in further into the hole and again came to a stop. There must have been 15 centimetres of cock still outside of the guys hole. My cock was fit to burst with excitement and I was holding onto the top of my cock to stop myself shooting.

    Then the fucking really started the black guy pulled up the blond higher and was now able to thrust into him harder and faster. I also had much better view of the fucking and the pure evil size of the cock. The blond, much to my delight and surprise remained hard all the time but was giving away no sign if he was enjoying the ramming he was getting. I shifted myself further underneath the black guy to his low hanging balls and started to lick them as they bounced around as he fucked. His only indication of pleasure was a low growl. I wanted to lick the cock shaft as it fucked but couldn’t get to it from where I was. However I did have an idea to increase the black guys pleasure. To his initial disappointment I rolled out from underneath the guys and stood up to kiss both the guys. I mouthed to the black guy to keep fucking and I went behind him and lay down on my back and aligned myself with his ass and reached up and started to rim him out as he was fucking. The effect was astonishing and the grunting and the effort of his fucking the blond increased. He was quietly telling me to lick his hole, to lick it good and telling me how great it felt. It was obvious that he was building up to his orgasm. I reached up to work hard on his nips and a high pitched whine came from his chest to his mouth and he was now really pumped up. I licked harder at his hole, and his breathing became harder and laboured. The guy was due to shoot.

    Suddenly he pushed the blond body builder off of his cock and told him to offer his hole to his face. From what I could see, the black guy was greedily eating out the fucked hole of the blond as I was eating the blacks hole and he was in turn furiously jacking on his cock. I squeezed his nips really hard and felt his hole tighten and contract and then suddenly loosen. There was a muffled groan from the black guy as he shot his load and I felt his asshole spasm against my tongue and he was making satisfying groans as he was eating out the open hole of the bodybuilder which he had just been fucking.

    I had to push him up off my face as he relaxed against me, and then I heard him call out loud “Fuck off”. I wondered what I had done wrong but I heard the branches of the bushes at the entrance to the small area being brushed against. He apologised to me and explained that we had two uninvited guests watching us.

    He lifted up the blond muscle hunk to his feet and kissed him deeply and pushed him to his knees and rubbed his cock all over the handsome face of the blond who was eagerly licking the huge black cock in front of him.

    “You want to taste too”? he asked me.

    I turned him down but told him he could taste his ass on my face if he liked.

    We cleaned up as best we could and I invited the guys to join me ay my dune. I’d been away for well over an hour. I was pleased that they both agreed to come. The blond picked up his blanket and other belongings and we walked back to the dune silently. We settled down and got to talk. The black guy was from Chicago and had been living in Bayonne for three months and was learning French. His name was Morley. The Blond muscle was from Denmark and named Jens and he was on his annual holiday here at Seignosse, the local village to the campsite. He rented a house with a gym and came to the woods and dunes every other day. He told me he was sure to meet me again. I hoped so as I wanted to have a good taste of his butt – internally.

  • The Whore Of the Ring

    The strange store clerk said, ‘If you put on this ring, the person you talk to will do anything you say, be careful.” Sure it was just a mythological sales pitch, I laughed, he laughed but it worked, I brought the ring.

    Tony, my friend’s friend was as homophobic and Spanish as you could get. He was extremely handsome and built like a Roman solider. He had no idea I liked to ‘fool around’ with guys sexually. I put the ring on for fun! I looked at Tony, seated on the couch waiting for his friend,

    “Take off your pants!” I directed at him jokingly.

    Jake stood up, all 6′ 3″ of him and began to unbuckle his belt with determination. Soon he was standing there, muscled thighs and all in his briefs. Not to big a budge, but big enough. He had the body of a Greek god and was not too snooty about it for a straight guy. This was exciting me to the hilt!

    “Ooooo shit!” I said to myself!

    Jake looked at me as if he was ready for the next command. I didn’t know what he was thinking and I didn’t care. This was going to be hellva fun!

    But let’s start from the beginning.

    Mike, my best friend, married with two kids had this other ‘best friend’ named Jake.

    This Jake was NOT my friend at all really. The only reason we ever met was because of my friendship with Mike.

    Jake was a 6′ 3″ homophobic Latin with one little girl and a wife who was scare as shit of him.

    Jake was not a wife beater but on occasion he had struck his wife hard in the face, enough whereas I would have knocked his ass out with an iron frying pan.

    However, women think differently and many of them are not as physically strong as some men are and easily succumb to being the perpetual victim.

    Jake was quite a moral man also, going to the Catholic church nearly everyday to offer his prayers and forgiveness of sin.

    And this was why Jake hated homosexuals. They were not ‘gay’, they were homosexuals as the Bible said, though the Bible said no such thing, Jake was too big to be convinced of that!

    “God said man shall not lay with man as woman and those gay guys tried to rape God’s angels for Christ sake! No God hates homosexuals and they will be judged and go to hell in the end days, but I got nothing against gay people!”

    “Un-Huh!” I said, and what about Lesbians, does God hate Lesbians also?”

    “There is nothing in the Bible that says a girl cannot lay with another girl, so it must be Ok by God.”

    “So God hates gay men, but loves gay women?”

    “You might say that.”

    I knew it was time to drop the conversation. Being a Psychiatrist it amazed how ‘bias thinking’ was taken so much for the norm today.

    “You feel like taking off your clothes, don’t you?”

    “Yeah, I do!” Jake said and started to unbutton his shirt. ” It’s warmer in here than I think!”

    I always wanted to see how much meat Jake was packing, and now he was stripped naked in front of me scratching his balls.

    At 7 1/2 inches and uncut, he was not bad. But we had to bring this near homophobic jerk down a notch!

    “Turn around!” I commanded as Jake turned around so I could see his hot muscular ass-cheeks!

    He did have a great body and I was enjoying every inch of it.

    “Bend over and spread those cheeks!” I said like a cop.

    Jake had no choice but to obey and he bend over and spread his butt-cheeks till I could see his small pink butt-hole.

    “Finger your hole.” I said.

    Jake began to play with his asshole with his right finger.

    He moved his finger around his hole stretching it open and letting it shut tight close again.

    “Put your finger up your ass!” I said.

    Jake began to work his finger into his tight virgin asshole.

    “How does that feel?” I said.

    “It fucking hurts a little!” Jake said with his mean look on his face.

    But it was no fun watching him put his fingers up his hairless ass, I wanted to do it!”

    “Come over here and bend over!” I commanded.

    Jake walked over like a good solider and spread his ass cheeks right in front of my face.

    “Can you see, sir?” He said.

    And how!

    I plunged my finger into his pink slit and met a lot of resistance.

    “Oh SHIT!” Jake said as I poked his ass muscles.

    “Relax!” I said. I like saying that knowing that it only made them tense up more. His hole appeared tighter than ever.

    I worked my finger into his asshole and man it was tight as a drum. Boy I would love to see him work those love muscles around my dick!

    I could tell that Jake was holding in his cries of pain as I played with his tight, straight, asshole! The only thing that had ever been up his straight hole was a doctor’s finger TWICE! I pushed my finger further inside feeling the tightness of his straight hole grip it and try to force it out as he squealed in pain and his ass moved all around.

    “Have mercy!” He said as if he was in a theatre play of Shakespeare! I went a little deeper and could touch the back-end of his cock from the inside. I had him now as I stroked his cock from the inside of his asshole!

    I began to massage his cock and it grew hard as I poked his hole with my finger.

    Soon his cries were turning to pleasure as I stroked his cock and simultaneously finger-fucked him in the ass.

    His cock was stiff now and he went to grab it to jack-off and I pushed his hand away and pulled my finger out of his hole.

    “Hey, I was about to cum!” He said. His cock bobbing up and down in the air like an angry Cuban cigar!

    “Not yet!” I said. “Go over there and sit down on the couch and put your legs in the air.”

    “Yes, sir!” Jake said. Under the spell of the ring, I was like his Sargeant and he was my private, like a recruit!

    He had to learn the ropes!

    Jake was on the couch, naked. His muscular back was on the back of the couch and he was slumped down so that his ass was a little off the couch. He held his cock in his hand and his asshole was twitching.

    He only had a little hair on his small balls and his cock was hard as a brick ready to burst!

    “You want me to fuck your pussy-hole, don’t you!”

    “Yeah, man, fuck that hole! Fuck that my pussy-hole!”

    His hole started to twitch again as he slowly stroked his cock!

    I gave him a banana. “Put that in your pussy and jack-off!”

    “Yes, sir!” Jake said, as he grabbed the banana out of my hand I got from the kitchen and began to work it into his tiny, pink, slit!

    “Awwww!” He said as he finally got to jerk his meat as he pushed the banana up his ass. “Fuck ya, I’m gonna cum!” He began to jerk his hard cock harder as he pushed the banana in and out of his puckered stretched out hole.

    “Stop!” I commanded. And Jake froze in his tracks, holding the banana in his hairless hole.

    I went over and began to push the banana in slowly and out of his pink hole. His hands went for his dick it felt so good. “Stop! Put your hands down!”

    Jake dropped his hands but you could tell he didn’t want to. He began to move his ass more as I fucked him with the banana.

    Man, under the spell of this ring he was really letting himself go and just give in to the sexual pleasure he was now experiencing.

    What a better way to torture a homophobic guy!?

    “Are you about ready to cum!?” I said as I took the banana out of his ass and watched the almost invisible slit close shut again.

    “Come on man! Let me cum! I gotta cum man, please!”

    Yeah, he was pleading with his legs in the air and his asshole puckering like it wanted more of that banana!

    Yeah, he was hot to trot so I tied both his hands to his legs, near his feet so that only his sweet ass was seen along with his 7 1/2 hard dick.

    Jake just sort of looked at me knowing that he might get what he wanted if he was patient. And I think he liked be tied up helpless like that. Not a position I think he had ever been in at all, at least, not this far!

    His cock was getting harder!

    OK! This guy was into female dominance! Well, I was no gal but dominate, yeah, I had this joker by the asshole!

    I slapped his ass, he sort of reacted in a nice way, I did it again, and yeah, he liked it, so I slapped him harder and his cock jerked a couple of times on it own.

    Jake was really getting off on this!

    And now I think this ring had turned this into Jake’s best sex fantasy in his mind though in reality I was gonna break his balls!

    So I wacked him in the back of his balls. He let out a small scream but he almost came! I could see the pre-um fluid drizzle out his cherry redhead!

    OK! It was time to come in for the kill!

    I stuck my tongue in his asshole and began to lick the inner walls of his puckered hole.

    Jake nearly screamed and I had to hold his ass down as I licked this straight boy’s ass hole for the first time!

    I moved my tongue all around, coming out and sliding up his balls and cock, engulfing the head and sucking the life out of it before I return down his cock and balls, and smear his asshole with his own cock juices!

    “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! Jake screamed!

    I buried my tongue in his hole as far as I could go and watched as his unmanned cock sprouted out a big glob of hot cum that landed on Jake’s cheek! Then another one and another one! Big globs of cream like cum going all over his stomach and some on my forehead. I keep my tongue in his ass as he shots wad after wad of cum in the air.

    “OK! Stop! Stop! I can’t take it anymore!” Jake cried, his asshole still shot cum in his dick.

    I took my tongue out of his asshole and he just breathed heavy till I untied him and gave him a command that he would not remember a thing and if he did, it all happened in a dream he had the night before.

    I waited till I dropped Jake back off in back of his car before I released him from the spell giving myself a 30 second lead way to get out of there.

    I saw Jake the next day coming down the school hallway with his regular group of goons.

    “Hey!?” One of the guys said, “Aren’t you gonna mess with Bert today, fucking maggot!”

    “No! Leave him alone! What he does is his business, I got some bitches to look up, can’t be wasting my time on this creep!”

    “Yeah, I guess you are right.” The other guy looked back at me as the group walked away.

    “Too bad creep, I got something you can choke on!”

    They started to laugh.

    “OK, man, are you a faggot-lover!”

    “Faggot-lover? What the fuckwasthat!?”

    “I’ll tell you while you’re sucking my dick!”

    “Fuck you faggot! Faggot-lover!”

    ‘Faggot-lover!’ Now I heard it all!

    They started to laugh.

    Mmm, that one guy; mouthing off. He did had a hellva of a nice ass and my 13 incher had not been out hunting lately, since I spared Jake!

    “Yep! It was starting to get hard just thinking how nice it would be to see that guy’s asshole wrapped around my cock! I made sure I had the ring.

    We had a future date and I wasn’t quite through with Jake, either!

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  • Party Pussy

    I love all my brothers, but I think Nicky is my favorite. We’re all huge guys just like our dad, but Nicky is the one that really got into the bodybuilding thing with me and was my training partner and support when I would compete. I was 6’, 250 pounds of solid muscle, and even though he never competed with me, he was no slouch himself at 5’10”, 240 pounds of dense, thick beef. So him lifting with me really helped, and when I’d go to contests he’s the one that would help me prepare for the show itself.

    Right before a competition, the last thing I would do is shave my whole body. I needed to be smooth everywhere, even my pubes, so the skimpiest suit would lie smooth on my skin. Most places I could reach but after I had gotten where I could with the razor, Nicky would get behind me and help with the rest. He’d shave the back of my calves, thighs and then I would bend over and spread my glutes with my hands so he could even get in my butt crack. I guess I really didn’t need to shave there, but I figured it would look kinda weird to have my whole body smooth as a girl and then have a little hair down my ass. Besides, Nicky was very cool about it, I’d look back over my shoulder and see him gently shaving all around my pink hole. He took the whole thing as seriously as I did, and though we laughed and kidded a lot, he was a big help.

    That’s why last summer when he announced he was gonna get married, I really wanted to make it the best wedding ever. Our mom had passed away a long time ago, and besides me and Nicky, it was just Dad and our other brothers Jeff and Mike. Since my dad coached wrestling at the local college, we all ended up being a bunch of jocks like him. Mike got into football and Jeff wrestled with our Dad’s team until he left school and got this great job in construction. Mike was the runt of the litter at 5’9” but weighed a solid 200 pounds of hard muscle. Jeff, on the other hand, was the one who outdid us all. He was huge at 6’5” and 275 pounds of beef. He didn’t work out much anymore but because of his job he had arms that came in at 20” and maybe the biggest hands I’d ever seen. Dad used to joke how he couldn’t figure where he came from being so big, but Dad himself was not too far behind at 6’1” like me and 220. All the years of training and athletics had kept him in great shape looking better than a lot of guys half his 50 years. I was real proud of my daddy and he gave us a lot of love growing up. We were a house full of 5 rambunctious jocks, but he made sure we stayed in line.

    So when Nicky said he was gonna get married, we all chipped in any way we could to make sure our brother had a great time. I ended up being in charge of the bachelor party. This was kinda new for me, since I was one of the calmest of the bunch. I had this girlfriend named Cheryl and we didn’t really go out much at all. Though Jeff and Mike would have liked to have a big shindig, I decided what we’d do is just have an afternoon with us guys. Nicky loved playing football so the day before the wedding we’d head to play some touch football in a field near my house. Afterwards, I figured we’d all just go home, have some beers, and hang out. I invited Nicky’s best friend Hank to play with us to make it an even six. Hank was a real cool guy, this huge black dude who worked at the gym we trained at and was another monster of a man with awesome pecs, weighing in about 260.

    We all met Saturday and had a great time tossing the ball around till about three. After that we went back to my place and everyone plopped down in the living room and started popping beers. I was a mess from running around so after slugging down a couple, I left everyone bullshitting in front of the TV and went and hopped in the shower. Afterwards I wrapped a small towel around myself and went in my bedroom to throw on some clothes.

    “Pssst … Rick!”

    I turned and Mike was in the door with Jeff. I could tell these guys had a few beers already, they were both kinda red and excited.

    “We’ve got a surprise, little bro,” said Jeff. Then they both started giggling, and I knew this meant trouble.

    “OK. What are you guys up to?”

    “Well, we figured this is Nicky’s last day of freedom, right?” I could tell Mike was really trying to get me into this so I smiled despite myself.

    “Yeah … and?”

    Now it was Jeff’s turn. “So we got a friend to come over.”

    “A friend?”

    “Well, kinda,” said Mike. “A girl.”

    “A stripper!” Jeff added excitedly.

    “She’s coming here?”

    “Yeah! So here’s the plan.” Mike continued.”It’s this chick, see. She’s gonna come by and Jeff’s going to pretend she’s meeting him. She’ll come in for a minute then she’s going to ask to use the bathroom.”

    It was Jeff’s turn again. “Yeah, so she goes to the bathroom and when she comes out, she’ll be wearing this.” And with that he pulled a bag from behind his back and dumped something on the bed. It was a little pair of black lace panties, the crotchless kind I knew were meant to show off pussy.

    “Cool plan, huh?” Mike said, as he and Jeff nodded excitedly.

    By now they were both so worked up at the idea, I could tell there was no turning back. It wasn’t because of my dad or brothers or anything that I was weird about it, it was just that – I don’t know – I’d kind of wanted it to be just us guys.

    “HEY, RICK. COME IN HERE!” Dad yelled to me from the living room where the other men were all still talking.

    “Well, I guess. But she dances and then she leaves, OK?” I insisted. 

    I saw Mike look to Jeff who nudged him. “Yeah, right.” 

    “RICK!”

    “COMING, DAD.”

    I still hadn’t had time to get dressed so I walked into the living room with just the small towel wrapped around my waist.

    “Always gotta be showing off that ass, don’t ya man?” Hank laughed.

    “You just wish you had legs like mine.” They all laughed at this since even though my legs were awesome and topped by a contest winning bubble butt, we could all see Hank’s own massive legs sticking out of his gym shorts.

    “So what’s the problem, Dad?”

    “This fucking TV. You need to dump this piece of crap.”

    Dad had obviously had a few beers as well, so it was no surprise he couldn’t fix the thing. I saw the picture jumping around but this had happened before and all it took was some fumbling around in the back. So I grabbed the TV and pulled it away from the wall before bending over to reach behind so I could mess with the wires.

    “So what were you guys in here talking about?” I said from behind the set.

    “What you think, man?” Hank slurred.

    “Yeah,” Dad added, “what do men think about all the time?”

    Mike said real soft, “Pussy. Pink and smooth.”

    Hank grunted real low as well, “Fuck yeah. Beaver, man.”

    One thing Dad was right about was I needed to get a new TV. I was still bent over the top and messing with some cords but I was hurrying to finish since I was getting cold in just the short towel. It kept riding up in the back when I leaned over so the bottom of my hard round cheeks were sticking out from under the towel.

    “Damn.” Jeff said but  his voice sounded closer. I looked back over my shoulder and he was standing right behind me. Everyone else was still sitting in their seats, waiting for the TV to get fixed even though my ass was blocking the screen. They were staring hard as the bottom of the towel lifted even more. Jeff had taken a hand and was pulling the towel higher up over my huge round bubble.

    “Oh, man,” Mike said softly.

    “Fuck, yeah,” I heard my daddy say, “just like that.”

    Jeff’s hand slid across my glutes and spread them  gently so more of my shaved hole was exposed. Holding it open with his palm, he rubbed one thick finger over the lips.

    “Dudes,” he growled. “look at this big muscle pussy.”

    I knew these guys had all had a few beers, and I’d already had a couple as well, but I couldn’t believe what they were talking about. My dad, my three brothers, and this huge black bodybuilder were all talking about how my asshole looked like pussy. The tip of Jeff’s finger nudged deeper, pulling the puckered lips apart more. This was a new feeling and I tensed  my hole making it twitch.

    “Aw, man,” Hank said. “That’s fucking hungry pussy, too.” I looked over to where I saw him spread his legs farther apart until the brown head of his dick popped out the bottom of his shorts. I couldn’t believe that fucker looked like a huge shiny plum and a string of precum oozed out the wide slit.

    Nicky then spoke for the first time. “Man, that’s awesome.” 

    “You like that, Nick?” Daddy asked him.

    “Fuck yeah, Dad. You know I love it.”

    Hearing my favorite brother talk about how he liked watching me  made me pause for a second. I figured on the day before his wedding he deserved a cheap thrill so I tried to relax. Nicky stood on my other side across from Jeff, grabbing my other asscheek and pulling. 

    All these strange new feelings were going through me from having my brothers spread my glutes and finger my hole, but also from how these huge men looked at me the way they were. I knew I wasn’t just their buddy and brother anymore. I saw in all their eyes that they were looking at pink shaved cunt. I didn’t have an asshole, shaved or not. I was a fucking big muscle bodybuilder with a pussy between his bubble butt. The thought of how they were looking at me started a hungry itch. I heard my daddy get up and stand behind me with the others.

    “That’s it, son. It’s OK. Daddy’s here.”

    I looked over my big shoulder at him. “You like it too, Daddy?”

    “Like what? Say it, baby.” 

    “My … my pussy, Daddy.”

    I felt my dad get down behind me, and the next thing I knew his hot breath was right on my hole. “Aw, baby. Daddy loves your little hole. That pink puffy cunt  for Daddy.” Then there was a wet feeling and I knew Daddy had his lips right on it.

    The feeling was amazing. Daddy licked the lips and then started sucking them into his mouth while he pushed his tongue deep. As it started feeling more incredible  I moaned and pushed my bubblebutt back.

    “Fuck, Daddy. Eat it.” This was Jeff but he didn’t have to tell my Daddy what to do. He had his mouth locked right on my hole, pulling the lips apart with his tongue and getting it all wet. Then he sat back and spread it more with his fingers.

    “Look at that, guys.”

    “Man, that’s fucking hot.” Mike said as he put  a thick finger right next to my Dad’s. Now two big men were fingering my smooth walls. “Come feel it, Nicky” Mike added.

    Nicky took a thick finger and began spreading my hole as well, all of them talking in a deep voice about how pink and cunty it looked while they fingerfucked me like a bitch. I noticed Jeff had gone, but Hank took his place, grabbing one of my huge round cheeks. His huge cock had gotten fully hard, with not only the head but a good 6 inches sticking out the bottom of his shorts. Thick as my wrist and 11” long. I couldn’t believe what a fucking huge cock it was. 

    Suddenly I heard Jeff again. “Here, Daddy. Look” I saw he’d gone into the bedroom and gotten the lace panties they’d bought for the stripper. Daddy took them from him and said to me, “Rick, raise your legs.” As I did, dad slipped them up my huge thighs and around my ass. I was surprised they didn’t rip since I was so big, but they hugged my glutes tight with the hole in the crotch framing my ass lips so it looked just like wet beaver.

    Hank wasn’t the only one excited. Nicky had a big tent in the front of his sweatpants as well. He finally loosened the string, pulling the waist under his balls until his hard 9 inches slapped up against his abs. Mike slid his shorts down and off his feet until  my little brother was naked in work boots with an incredibly fat, rock hard 8-incher sticking out.

    Jeff had on loose shorts like Hank but must’ve had a jock on since his cock wasn’t poking out the bottom. But after he slid them both down his thighs up popped the biggest cock I’d seen till then. I couldn’t believe it was actually bigger than Hank’s and must’ve been 12”, proportionate to his thick beefy body.

    Now the only cock I couldn’t see was Daddy’s behind me while he rubbed his hands over my glutes and the lace, pulling a panty strap down so it separated my cunt lips.

    “Stand up, baby.” Daddy said to me. I stood with all the guys’ hands still pawing my ass and I had to stick my bubble back to keep from falling forward.

    “I had four big muscle boys, baby. But you know what I always wanted? “Daddy asked.”I always wanted me a big stud pussy to take care of us men.”

    Dad finally dropped his shorts as well and his thick 9-incher pointed at me. The head was thick and shiny and the piss slit opened as a clear drop of precum leaked out. Daddy get closer behind me and rubbed his cockhead on my puffy labia, wetting it with his precum.

    “C’mon baby. Kiss the head of your daddy’s cock with that cunt.” I pulled in my guts and felt my hole pucker as if trying to suck in more of my father’s fat dick .

    “Fuck, Rick!” Mike gasped. He was always the quickest to excite, but I’m sure what he saw made it easy. His huge bodybuilder brother with little lace panties around a wet hole in the back. On my cuntlips a fat mancock pressed and gently spread them apart. Daddy popped his whole head into my cherry, stopping as he felt me spasming around it.

    “Oh, Daddy! It’s so fat.” I moaned.

    “I know, baby. It’s OK. Daddy’s right here. I just want to get you opened up and ready for bigger things.”

    As he held the head still inside me, I realized what he meant. My 3 brothers and a hung black stud were all ready for some hot pussy. With Daddy taking it slow, I knew I would eventually be ready.

    “Look’s like we won’t need that stripper, huh, Mike?” asked Jeff. 

    “Fuck, no. We got a hot pussy right here.” Mike responded. 

    “I’ll go call her.”

    Jeff went in the other room to use the phone, and my dad told me to get on my hands and knees on the floor for them. So I did, sticking my huge round glutes in the air and spreading my thighs, knowing this would show more of my cunt. I looked back at my dad.

    “You like that, Daddy?”

    “Fuck, yeah. Give us a hot cunt show, baby. Be a horny girl for us men.”

    I did, remembering every porn film I’d ever seen and jerked off to. I looked back at Daddy, stuck a finger in my mouth to wet it, then reached back and slid it over the moist puffy lips. I spread them, showing off the pink walls inside.

    Jeff returned to find his huge muscle brother giving a hot show, acting like a horny bitch in a movie.

    “Fucking awesome, Dad. Hot, isn’t he?” 

    “Damn right. You know what he needs, too.” 

    “Yeah, I know. Does he?”

    My daddy looked me in the eye. “What do you want, baby?” he growled.

    “I need dick, Daddy.” I gasped out.

    “Yeah? Where?”

    “In … in my cunt, Daddy. My wet pussy.”

    Something had totally snapped and now I really did want it. I looked at all the men around me stroking their huge hard cocks. I was fingering myself because it felt good but also because I loved them all and wanted to get them turned on.

    Hank finally took the step. “I need that now, man.”

    Much as I wanted cock, the size of that fucker scared me. “Aw, Daddy. It’s so big!” I said wide-eyed. 

     “I know, baby. Daddy’s right here.”

    Hank stood behind me while Daddy pressed  that huge black cockhead on my cuntlips. I’d already been stretched by Daddy’s cock, but this felt like I was being split open. Daddy pulled my pussy lips apart until that huge head popped right in.

    “FUCK, MAN. FUCKING TIGHT!”  Hank growled.

    Everyone got  closer to watch that black veiny shaft spread my pink hole with another 10 inches of fat cock yet to come. Hank pushed more and another inch slid in. Finally, with Daddy whispering in my ear about how hot I looked, Hanks balls pressed on my ass, 11 inches of black dick in me. It spread and filled me and I forgot who I was, my muscled body becoming one gigantic cunt. I looked and sounded like a stud but was really hungry to be pussy.

    Hank began to slide his cock in and out while I groaned and stuck out my bubble so he could dig deeper. Finally with the combination of my tight pussy and the lace rubbing his shaft, he began slot fucking me.

    “AW, FUCK. CUNT, MAN. NOTHING BUT HOT, FUCKING, BODYBUILDER PUSSY. FUCK. FUCCCCCKKKKKK.”

    The cockhead deep in my guts grew thicker and warm cum flooded my pussy. He finally pulled out, his jizz dripping off my smooth puffy lips.

    Next was Mike, his fat cock stretching me till he added a load to the one inside. Then Nicky slid deep in me. Because I loved him so much I made my cunt pulse around his cock, tightening the base until he dropped a third load of cum in me. Jeff went next, and I knew he was going to really stretch me out. After awhile, and with my daddy kissing me and talking me through it, I finally got all fucking 12 inches in me. Jeff fucked like a real man, deep slotting me and telling me what a hot bitch I was. Of course I was moaning as well, telling him I needed his jiz in me, and how I wished he could knock me up. When I said that, he groaned and thrust in all the way, filling me with my fourth load.

    After Jeff pulled out, sperm seeped out of me. I reached back and my cunt lips were puffier, sticking out even when I stood. The only man left to shoot in my hole was Daddy sitting on the sofa, holding his hard, thick cock in the air.

    “Come here, baby. Put your pussy on Daddy’s cock.”

     I went and straddled his thighs. Reaching back, I led the shaft  to my hole and rested the head right on the lips, some jizz in me leaking down over his cock.

    “Oh, DADDY!” I moaned before I slid all the way down Daddy’s shaft in one stroke.

    “FUCK. RIDE MY COCK, CUNT.” he growled out to me.

    I did, looking at the men around me while I posted on my Dad’s cock over and over. They watched me really let go and take it deep, my Daddy’s cock deep in his big muscle-bound son’s cunt. Finally I couldn’t stand it any more and I could tell Daddy was reaching the edge, too.

    “C’MON! FUCKING TAKE IT. TAKE IT, BABY! TAKE MY FUCKING CUM.” he yelled. 

    “FUCK, DADDY. FUCKING CUM IN MY PUSSY. NOW!”

    Daddy’s hot load exploded deep in me, his seed filling me as I shot with him. I came without even touching myself,  shuddering and moaning over and over while sitting in my Daddy’s lap.

    Suddenly we heard a knock at the door.

    “C’MON IN,” Jeff yelled. I fucking couldn’t believe him! Here I was, a 250 pound bodybuilder in lace panties sitting on my Dad’s fat cock deep in me.

    The door opened and I recognized four more of Jeff’s friends, big fucking muscle guys who worked with him in construction.

    “Dudes, you got the message I left,” Jeff said to them.

    They all looked at me with the same look I’d seen on everyone’s face earlier, getting horned at what they saw. I leaned back against Daddy, reaching down to spread my ass lips till some more  jizz leaked out.

    “Sure did, bud. We see the party favor got here, huh?” said one of the new studs as they started shedding clothes. 

    I saw four more huge cocks pop free and knew I really had arrived after all.

  • My Camping Trip Gets Wet

    “Are you sure that they don’t mind us going up a day early?” I asked, readjusting my pack. “I don’t want to give them the wrong impression.”

    “The wrong impression?” Charlie asked.

    “That I am taking over this camping trip,” I said.

    Charlie laughed. He stopped to lean against a tree, brushing a stray drop of rain from his jacket.

    Damn he looks good, I thought.

    “You are worrying for no reason, Steph.”

    “I am just nervous I guess—about meeting your friends.”

    Charlie unslung his backpack and handed me a water bottle. “Don’t be,” he said. “They are going to like you just as much as I do.” As I took a drink, he kissed me across the cheek, water dribbling from my chin.

    “Hey!” I said, blushing a vibrant shade of pink. I kissed him back and he pulled me in closer. The way he held my chin with his hands made me want more. I gently rested my hand on his chest.

    “We are almost there,” he said with another kiss.

    “When you asked me to come camping with you, I didn’t know it was going to take all day to get there,” I said, pressing against his chest. “And that there would be rain.”

    “A few drops doesn’t count as raining. Besides, it warm. Trust me, for complete seclusion—totally worth it,” said Charlie, zipping close his backpack.

    Complete seclusion, I thought, eying the subtle bulge in his shorts when he turned around. I wonder what he means by that. I bit my lip. If—he means anything by that.

    After a few weeks of seeing each other, Charlie and I had only ever kissed. And while making out was fun—every time he kissed me, every time I felt his tongue against mine—I was curious for more.

    Should I be the one to make the first move, I thought as we continued through the woods. After a few weeks together—what if kissing is all he is interested in with me.

    “What are you thinking about?” Charlie asked with a grin.

    “Nothing!” I blurted, then blushed.

    Charlie gave a confused smile. “Strange reply—” He gestured his hand forward. “We’re here!”

    The trees opened into a small glade set nestled at the base of a mountain, a babbling river flowing into a small pond not far from where we stood. Dense clouds loomed on the distant horizon.

    “Its beautiful,” I said, setting down my pack.

    “Your beautiful,” Charlie whispered. A moment later her cringed. “Sorry—that was kind of awkward.”

    “And kind of predictable,” I said. “But thank you.” I watched as he casually traced my legs with his eyes, stopping briefly where my booty shorts covered my upper thighs. When he noticed me noticing, he turned away.

    “We usually camp down the river a bit,” he said, looking over his shoulder with a grin. “I’ll show you.”

    I hope you do, I thought. “Tell me what to do,” I said.

    “Huh?” he asked.

    “Tell me where to go, I meant,” I said, though he didn’t reply.

    We stopped at a clearing just before the stream entered the pond. Charlie unpacked with the efficiency of experience. Setting down a tarp, propping up our tent, creating a stone lined firepit, all while I barely unpacked my sleeping bag and cloths.

    “What now,” I asked, sitting across the fire.

    “We relax,” Charlie shrugged, snapping a twig, then tossing it into the fire. “We have another hour or so before the sun falls behind the mountains.”

    “Hey, Charlie?” I asked. He raised an eyebrow in my direction. “Thanks for inviting me.”

    “Not invite my girlfriend for a weekend of camping?” Charlie said. “Thanks for agreeing.”

    Girlfriend, I thought. It made me smile hearing it out loud. I unzipped my jacket and let it fall around my shoulders—flickering warmth from the flame tickling my skin. When I looked up to ask Charlie something, I noticed him ogling my chest—my bra poking above my tank top.

    I pretended not to notice, turning away to look at the stream.

    “We could probably walk around the pond once before it got too dark,” Charlie said. He snuffed the fledgling flame, then took my hand.

    We were halfway around the pond when the rain came pouring. The tension I had put on myself seemed to have washed away as we laughed our way, sopping, back to camp. Charlie had enough forethought to put up our tent under the boughs of a wide tree, so it was mostly dry.

    Charlie started another fire, getting it burning brightly against the quickly darkening night sky. I shivered in my drenched cloths, then snuggled close to him.

    “Hey,” I whispered. When he turned, I kissed him, pressing into him. He pulled me in, our kissing starting to burn with a passion that rivaled the fire.

    Trembling, I put my hand on his thigh, gently moving it up and down. When he kissed me harder, I moved my hand higher until I felt the tip of his cock. I didn’t stop, rubbing over his shorts with what little grip I had.

    He put his hand on my thigh, his fingers working beneath my booty shorts. I grabbed his cock harder, trying to get my hand fully around it. He put his other hand on my chest, squeezing at my bra.

    I moaned, and he pulled his hands away.

    “I’m sorry,” I whispered, my breath sporadic. “It felt good—is all.”

    He took a breath, putting space between us. “I am the one that should be sorry,” he said. He stood up to put another log in the fire, then sat further away.

    My emotions ebbed. Is he not interested in me?Am I doing something wrong? Does he realize he just isn’t that into me? “I—I uh think I am going to go change into some dry cloths,” I said, trying to hide my embarrassment.

    “Steph,” Charlie said, reading straight through me.

    I opened the tent and started to rummage for different cloths. A moment later Charlie followed. He fumbled with a question that he couldn’t quite get out.

    “I am really into you, Charlie,” I blurted out. “I mean—really into you.” My breath caught in my chest. “But—if you aren’t into me—in that kind of way—I understand.”

    “I’ve never been—” he began.

    “With a transgirl?” I asked.

    “With anyone in a—sexual way,” he said. “Wait, did you think that because you’re a transgirl I didn’t want to get intimate?”

    My heart skipped a beat. “I—didn’t know.”

    Charlie smiled, then wrapped his arms around me. “Steph, I know you’re a transgirl, that doesn’t bother me at all. I just have never—done more, with anyone.”

    “Neither have I,” I said. That seemed to make him relax. “I have been kind of—fantasizing about exploring that with you.”

    He grinned. “I’ve fantasized about that too. How about—”

    I threw myself at him. I bit down on his lip, feeling for his cock. He unzipped my jacket and let it fall to the ground, the night air sending a shiver down my body. I didn’t let it bother me, reaching beneath his shirt to put my palm against him, his body warm and inviting.

    A branch snap outside, but we ignored it.

    I grabbed his cock from the outside of his shorts. Damn he is hard, I thought. I had thought about this moment a thousand times. I wonder if—

    I dropped to my knees, fumbling to untie the strings on the waistband. I could barely breath as I finally loosened the strings, sliding down his shorts to let them fall around his ankles.

    My hands were trembling as I grabbed hold of his cock.

    “You are so hard,” I whispered as I stroked his shaft, looking up at him. He let out a soft groan of pleasure as I gripped him with both hands, tugging softly. “What do you want me to do?” I asked coyly.

    “Don’t stop,” he whispered, reaching down, and feeling beneath my bra.

    I moaned, and his cock throbbed in my hand. He squeezed my boob harder, pinching the piercing on my nipple. Charlie looked at my legs, focusing on my shoes, about to say something but somehow nervous.

    With one hand I stroked the tip of his cock, teasing the head. With my other hand I slipped off my shoes. Slowly I slid off my socks and Charlie moaned. I wiggled out of my booty shorts; my thong tight against my ass.

    “Do you like my bare feet?” I whispered, guessing as he gawked. My hand was wet with precum, and his cock slicker with every moment.

    “I do,” Charlie replied with a tone of embarrassment.

    I brought my feet closer together, leaning forward and sticking out my ass. A dribble of precum threatened to drip. I opened my mouth, pressing the tip of his cock against my tongue—eagerly taking it.

    I continued to tease with my tongue, tracing the tip and then slowly working down the shaft. “Don’t stop,” Charlie whispered as I licked his balls, sucking on one and then the other. I slurped the tip of his cock, holding it just barely in my mouth.

    “Lay down,” I whispered. “And take off your shirt.”

    We kissed briefly as he laid back on the sleeping bags, shirt tossed to the corner of the tent. I kept my bra and thong on, readjusting my tuck. I am so horny right now, I thought. I can’t believe this is finally happening.

    I put my feet in his lap. His warm cock felt good against my soles. I leaned back, a little awkward at first with the footjob until I got the rhythm the way he liked it. Charlie moaned, grabbing my toes, and pressing them around his cock.

    He grabbed my ankle and pulled my foot closer. I hummed as he kissed my heel, moving across the arch to my toes. I kept the other foot on his cock, stroking him harder with my hand. I liked the way his balls jiggled when I tugged.

    I giggled as he sucked my toes—finding a unique pleasure in it. Charlie seemed to be really into it.

    When he let go of my ankle, I spun around onto my stomach—feet in the air. I put my mouth around the tip of his cock, slowly sucking, taking it deeper. I gripped his balls, testing how far I could take it before gagging.

    I focused, getting my lips all the way down to his balls, his cock fully down my throat. I looked up at him and lost concentration, gagging. Thick throat bubbles dripped out of my mouth.

    “Sorry,” I said embarrassed. “I am still new to this.”

    “Do it again,” Charlie whispered.

    I used my fingers to collect the spittle collecting at the base of his cock, quickly slurping up as I took it deep again. I could feel the tip as it pushed past my tonsils, gagging briefly. It was like swallowing something massive, warm, and throbbing.

    I pulled back with a gasp, spitting on his cock. More, I thought. I want it more.

    Charlie grabbed hold of my ponytail, gently thrusting as I sucked. It was sloppier than I expected, gagging on, and gulping down his cock loudly. I went until I had to catch my breath, my mouth wet with precum.

    “Your turn to lay back,” Charlie whispered, pushing me onto my back.

    He kissed down my body. I stopped his hands when they got to my thong.

    “Are you sure?” I asked nervously.

    “Only if you want it,” he said. I look a breath, then let go of his hands.

    He slid off my thong, kissing my feet and then down my legs. My breathing narrowed and grew shallow as he spread my legs, untucking my semi-limp cock. I gave a faltering moan as he took me in his mouth.

    With his other hand he fingered at my ass, pushing in with one finger. “Yes!” I moaned. He slid in a second finger. “Yes!” I squeezed my breasts as he fingered my asshole. He grabbed my hips and spun me onto my knees.

    My body quivered as he stuck his tongue in my ass. “I want you,” I whispered, “I want you in me.” I leaned back and grabbed his cock, pulling it toward my ass.

    I got on all fours, stroking his cock. I pressed the tip into my ass, clenching my jaw with the unexpected pain and pleasure. It is so tight. I started to sway back and forth, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into me.

    I took him in until I felt his balls against me. Slowly he pulled out, then back in. I moaned uncontrollably, moving faster and faster. I leaned forward, reaching down, and caressing his balls with each thrust.

    Its happening, I realized. I am finally getting fucked in the ass.

    Charlie pulled out with a thwap, my asshole gaping. “Lay back,” I whispered, straddling him with my ass toward him. I put my feet on his abs, grabbing his cock and sliding it back into my asshole.

    He grabbed my toes as I rode him reverse cowgirl. I rode soft at first, arching my back. I looked over my shoulder and watched him, eyes fixated on his cock slipping in and out of me. I rode harder, pounding his cock, listening to his moans growing shallow. “I—I am going to cum,” he whispered.

    I took his cock fully, feeling it throb all the way inside me. Charlie’s breathing settled after the final pulse. Slowly I pulled out, letting his cum drip from my ass onto his cock. I pulled my cheeks apart, watching the cum pour over his cock.

    Like the edge of a full glass, I slurped up his cum, licking up every last bit. He let out a long, pleasant breath as he watch me. I looked at him and opened my mouth, showing him the cum on my tongue, then I swallowed.

    I savored the cum in my throat. Satisfying, I thought.

    I curled up next to his naked body.

    “Wow,” I whispered.

    “That was amazing,” he said.

    “Incredible.”

    He ran a finger along my torso, then stopped. “Wait—you didn’t cum yet.”

    I blushed. “It’s okay—it’s harder for me. And that was pleasurable, I promise!”

    “No, no,” he said, stretching his hand down my leg. “What can I do?”

    I reached behind me, feeling his cock growing harder. As I looked over my shoulder we kissed. “Fuck me, again,” I whispered, laying back and spreading my legs.

    Charlie got on his knees, lifting my legs so that my feet rested on his shoulders. I grabbed his cock, guiding it into my asshole. It slid in seamlessly. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of him throbbing inside me.

    “Harder,” I whispered, grabbing my own dick, and stroking it. His balls tapped me with each thrust. “Don’t stop.”

    Charlie turned his head and kissed my ankle, then started licking my toes. I moaned at the combinations of pleasure. Enjoying the moment. I could feel that I was about to cum.

    “Don’t stop—I—I am going to cum!”

    Charlie pulled out just as I orgasmed. I leaned forward, cumming on his cock between faltering breaths.

    I gasped blissfully, then pushed him onto his back, licking my cum from his cock. It wasn’t as much as his, but enough to play with in my mouth to his enjoyment. I swallowed the last drop, then we both sat back again.

    “Wow,” I whispered again.

    “I can’t believe we just did that.”

    “Me either.”

    He pressed a stray hair away from my cheek. “We should probably get something to eat before it gets too dark,” he said. “And then—later we could—”

    “Do it all over?” I asked excited.

    “Just what I was thinking,” Charlie grinned. He opened the flap of the tent. “And, if you wanted, we could try—oh!”

    “What is it?” I gasped.

    “Hey guys,” Charlie stuttered. “I—thought you weren’t going to show up until tomorrow?”

    I glanced out of the tent and saw two other couples sitting silently around the fire. “We wanted to surprise you and Steph,” one said.

    There was a long silence. “Surprise!” another said.

    I held my face in my hands. How long have they been sitting there? Were they just—listening as we—fucked?

    They all laughed. “Hey Steph,” said a girl sitting closest to our tent. “It is nice to meet you.”

    “We have heard all about you,” the guy sitting next to her said. She slapped his arm.

    “Don’t listen to him, he is just jealous,” she said warmly. “I am glad you came.”

    I looked at Charlie, glanced at his cock, then bit my lip. “Me too.”