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After a few weeks of arguing with Andy because he wouldn’t end things with Dan, and after all the weirdness with the watching/swapping thing, I decided it was enough. While I was in love with Andy and thought he was incredibly hot, in that time I saw that he really wasn’t what I wanted. I’ve heard that some drug addicts stop maturing emotionally when they become addicted and I think that’s him. He’s a wonderful guy, but extremely self-centered and sort of out to get what he can. So we decided we should not have this relationship any more. I think he was relieved because I found out that he had already gotten Dan to commit to coming down for a visit the following week and was probably thinking he’d deal with me when he had to. So, long story short, I called up Mark and told him to tell his friend Eliot, who loves to be a matchmaker, to find me a date.

When I first met Eliot at a party for Mark and Steve after they got married, I was single. Eliot kept remarking that he was surprised (I was flattered) and he said he knew of at least two guys who would be ‘perfect’ for me to meet. Mark told me to call him and we met over at Mark’s house. Eliot said he had called each and showed them my Facebook pictures and they were both excited about going out. I had Mark show me each guy from Eliot’s profile and they both were fucking hot. Why hadn’t I met these two before? Probably because they’re like me – not typical!

So Eliot gave Ryan, the first guy, my phone number and he called me up one afternoon – I was working but I had a few minutes so I sat in my truck and we talked. He seemed super interesting. He told me that Eliot said we were into a lot of the same things – turned out Ryan is also a huge electronic music fan and also loves films – although he hadn’t seen as many sci-fi/horror things as I had – he was really into noir and old French films and although I’ve seen a lot of noir, I hadn’t seen anything French except for Diabolique so I was interested to get some recommendations. He works as a graphic artist for an ad firm. I loved how he sounded on the phone – he had a deep and soft voice – I tried to picture him from the pics I’d seen while listening to him and I was already starting to think that this would be a super interesting guy to meet.

Ryan is 46 and has been single for about two years. He’s 5’9′ and has almost black hair down to his shoulders and a nice five-o-clock shadow on his face. He’s got green eyes and his ears pierced. Apparently he has a fair number of tattoos of which I couldn’t see in the pictures on his profile. One picture I saw of him he had on a Neubauten t-shirt (another favorite band) and he was looking directly at the camera and his eyes really caught me. He had this brooding, smoky kind of look to him in some pictures but then in some he was bright and full of life. He was smiling in a couple of pictures I saw of him at some party and he looked extra sweet, his eyes crinkling up in the corners and his white teeth flashing a sexy smile.

So when he called me we chatted for about fifteen minutes and he asked me out for a drink the following night. He also told me that he was telling a friend of his that he was calling this new guy Rusty for a date and his friend said ‘does he have tons of tattoos?’ and Ryan said ‘yeah,’ and his friend said ‘Is he a mailman?’ and Ryan said ‘yeah,’ and his friend said ‘he delivers the mail to my office – we love Rusty!’ So I was glad to have a good review prior to the first date.

So, we met at a British pub for a beer and then we were going to go see a movie. Good date, I thought. He was waiting at a table when I walked in and he was all smiles. Fuck – he was so much hotter in person than in his pictures – and his pictures were pretty hot! He stood up and shook my hand but drew me in for a kiss on the cheek, which I just loved. He was wearing skinny black jeans with motorcycle boots and a black button down shirt. He had a steel-ball chain around his neck and silver hoops in his ears. He was just fucking gorgeous.

We sat down and he ordered us some pints and had a really relaxed conversation about just about anything and everything. We talked about music and seemed to like all the same stuff. He asked me about my tattoos and all the stuff I have and I told him about Steve and he said ‘Steve Starr? I’ve been wanting to see him for something new but when I called recently they said he’s all booked up until October!’ I told him I could probably get him an appointment whenever he wanted – that Steve was my best friend and Ryan was pretty excited. He told me about some of his work but said maybe he’d show me his back sometime. I had a t-shirt on so he could see a good part of my arms and he was intrigued with my hands and neck. I turned around and he saw the ‘I Am Electro’ on the back of my neck and laughed and said he loved it.

We fell into a really relaxed and easy conversation, laughing, sometimes finishing each other’s sentences, etc. Then he said ‘why aren’t you involved with someone right now? I was surprised to hear that you’d be open for a date,’ and I said ‘I was going to ask you the same question,’ and we laughed. I told him just a bit about Andy and what our situation was and how Andy was involved in this long affair with a musician who lived in San Francisco and how he wouldn’t stop seeing him and I was getting sick of it. Then I said ‘it also bugs me because the guy is super cool and I’m a huge fan of his and we get along pretty well. I met him before Andy and I even started seeing each other and then it quickly got complicated.’

He told me he had been involved with a much younger guy for about two years and it was never a good relationship – mostly because of the age difference. Then he said he never thought there were any guys around that would not only be closer to his age, but also into the same things. ‘And here you are!’ I think I blushed.

We left the pub and walked to the movie theater about three blocks down and he held my hand while we walked, which was really sweet. We ran into a friend of his out for dinner with his partner and he introduced us and the friend said ‘Oh, you’re Rusty! I’ve seen you around before – I immediately recognized you’ and I smiled and Ryan seemed to like that people knew me somehow from his circle of friends.

We went to this interesting old theater and saw ‘The Big Sleep’ which was one of my favorites and his too. He held my hand in the theater and after a while he asked me in a whisper if he could put his arm around me and I said ‘of course’ and he did and a few minutes later he pulled me in for a kiss and it was fucking powerful and he lit me on fire. We were sitting towards the back and it was really empty so we started making out a bit and I was getting pretty turned on the way he was kissing me. He also had his tongue pierced which was a first for me – even though mine is and we kind of laughed about that.

After the movie let out, we headed back to where our cars were – they were parked pretty close to each other, about a block apart. Along the way, he took my hand and led me between two buildings and pressed me against a wall and started kissing me. He was really hot and had a lot of passion and he was definitely turning up my temperature. I really liked him so far, I’ll say!

My car came up first and he loved that I had an old Dart. We stood there talking and I said ‘do you want to get in and talk for a bit?’ and he went to the other side and got in. I grabbed him and kissed him rather hard and we sat there and made out some more and the windows were even getting fogged up which made us both laugh. He held my face and looked me in the eyes and said ‘Rusty, you’re fantastic. I really want to take you home with me but I don’t want to push on a first date – I’m just hoping you’ll let me have a second date with you,’ and I said ‘I was thinking the very same thing’ but I climbed over and sat on him and started kissing him some more and ran my fingers through his hair and he started to moan a little bit.

‘I’m sorry, Ryan. You’re so hot I just couldn’t help it,’ I said after it was clearly getting a little too hot.

I climbed off him and he said ‘No, don’t go – I like what you’re doing,’ and so I climbed on his lap again and kissed him some more and started biting his neck and then he said ‘Rusty, if we’re not going to bed right now, I’ve got to stop this or I’ll lose it.’

I climbed off him and he said, ‘Can we have another date before I rip all your clothes off and ravage you?’ I laughed and said ‘I can’t wait – when?’ and he said ‘is tomorrow too long to wait?’ and I laughed and said ‘a little long, but I think I can do it,’ and he smiled broadly at me.

I gave him a ride a block down to his car and the spot in front of him was open so I pulled in and we sat and kissed a little more and I got out to walk him to his car door and we kissed some more, pushed against his car and he grabbed my ass this time while he kissed me and I was getting really heated up. He whispered in my ear ‘my god I can’t wait to get my hands on this ass’ and it made me push against him and I could feel he was just as hard as me and I said ‘I’m dying to see what’s in here’ and I pushed against him a little more and he moaned sort of quietly.

‘Okay, this is putting me over the edge – now I won’t be able to do anything until I see you again. I just won’t be able to concentrate,’ he whispered.

I drew back from him and smiled and kissed him a few more times, softly, and he said ‘I’ll call you tomorrow morning, okay?’

I nodded and gave him one last kiss and said ‘thanks for an incredible evening – you are terrific,’ and he said ‘I am so glad someone thought to connect us,’ and I smiled and walked to my car. I drove home and jerked off immediately. My guess is that he did the same.

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So the next day, he called – in the middle of the day – and we talked for a few minutes.

‘Your kisses were really turning me on,’ he whispered to me. Maybe he was around other people.

‘You, too, Ryan,’ I said. ‘I went home and thought about you for a long time.’

‘Oh, believe me, I thought about you for a long time. Are you free tonight, then?’

‘Absolutely!’

‘Dinner and who knows after?’ he asked.

‘Sounds perfect.’

‘Can I pick you up or do you want to meet?’

‘Meeting’s probably easier – what time and where?’

‘I need to think about it – can I send you a text on this number?’

About a half-hour later I got a text with a restaurant, address and time. He said he ‘can’t wait’ to see me.

I thought I should dress up a little so I put on a vintage suit that I had with a white shirt underneath and my boots that Steve loves and met him. He was in the lobby waiting and he stood up when I walked in. He looked sensational – black jacket, red shirt, black jeans, cool boots. He came over and smiled and took my hand and kissed me on the cheek and gave me a one-armed hug while he still held my hand. We didn’t even say hello – well I guess we did…

We got seated and he held my hand across the table and looked at me with those green eyes. ‘You look so gorgeous, Rusty, I can’t take my eyes off you,’ and I felt myself blush and returned the compliment.

We had a fantastic meal and talked about tattoos and movies and music and I asked him who he admires in the music world and among the people he mentioned was Dan. I decided not to say anything about him and Andy – I just agreed with him and said that he was my favorite. So we talked about him for awhile and I had to bite my tongue because I didn’t want to reveal too much. I asked him more about his job and he wanted to know all sorts of things about my job, which is fairly typical of anyone I meet who finds out what I do. He said he was lurking on the internet and found Steve’s online portfolio and was looking at the work he did on me and he said, ‘By the way, you have a fantastic body,’ and I blushed again and said ‘you’re welcome to a personal tour of my ink’ and he grinned and said ‘I need to schedule that now, don’t I?’ and we continued to flirt with each other periodically.

He insisted upon paying for me and then we went for a walk outside, the evening was beautiful and he held my hand. There were a bunch of art galleries nearby and we walked by and went in to a few and looked at art together. He kept holding my hand and every so often he’d put his arm around my waist and pull me closer to him. He smelled incredible – his hair, his skin, I don’t think there was anything in particular I noticed – he just seemed delicious.

We kept walking around and he pulled me into an alley again and started kissing me pretty passionately. He had his hands on my face and I had my hands around his neck and shoulders.

We came up for air a few times and he finally looked at me and said ‘What do you think? I want to see you – will you see me again?’ I answered ‘I hope I will – I think you’re fantastic.’

Then he said in a much lower voice, ‘I really want you, badly, but I don’t want to come on too strong and scare you away from me. But your kisses are turning me on so much and I don’t want to stop. Should we or shouldn’t we?’

‘You’re really sexy and you’re turning me on with every look you give me. I don’t know what to say – do you tend to like waiting to sleep with someone you’re dating or do you jump into things head first?’

Ryan replied, ‘Well, both – but I’m so attracted to you that I want to do this right and not be too over the top. I want to get to know you, but I’m already finding it hard to resist taking you home with me. I want to see your body and put my hands and my lips all over it.’

‘You’re not making this easy for either of us! If you take me home, will you still see me tomorrow?’

‘And the next day and the next, if you’ll allow me to,’ he looked at me seriously.

‘Do you live alone?’ I asked.

‘Yes, I do,’ he said.

‘There’s a wine bar near here. Let’s go have a glass and decide.’

He nodded and we went there and had a couple glasses of wine and pretty much held hands under the table and stared at each other. The table was little and round and if I wanted to, I could have reached under and grabbed him but I was trying to be a bit classier and also trying to back off a bit until I could figure out what he wanted.

‘I just want to make sure – I really like you and am really attracted to you – but I don’t want to get hurt if I sleep with you and then don’t hear from you again or you avoid me,’ I said.

He took both of my hands in his across the table and looked deep into my eyes, ‘Rusty, you’ll find it hard to get rid of me. Let me take you home with me. I know it’s only our second date but I want you, badly.’

I paid the bill and got up – ‘can I follow you?’

He looked extra happy and nodded. He walked me to my car and then I drove him to his around the block and then I followed him. He didn’t live too far away from me actually. He lived in a modern loft style building and his apartment was super modern and warehouse-like – really high ceilings, cement floor, exposed ceiling, etc. He had the wall of music and DVDs that I expected and great furniture. I saw a few pictures around, but not many – there were little kids with him in a few, an obvious family photo and a couple with what looked to be friends. He looked gorgeous in every one of them.

He made us drinks and sat down with me on his couch and we talked some more. He put on some music and talked some more. I loved his apartment and told him so. He had a cat – I love cats – who is black, and he immediately started weaving in and out of my legs. ‘That’s a great sign – he usually doesn’t like anyone,’ and I probably blushed.

We kept making more or less small talk and I think we were waiting for the other to make a move. Ryan finally got up and took my glass from me and put our drinks on the coffee table in front of us. Then he sat right next to me and took my face and started kissing me, really passionately. He put his arms around me and laid me back on the couch and climbed on top of me and went back to kissing me, softly and pretty erotically, brushing his lips against my eyelashes and putting his fingers through my hair and softly moaning while he kissed me. I reached with my hands under the back of his shirt and his back felt warm and soft and I ran my hands up and down his silky skin and he pushed his pelvis a little into mine and I said ‘Oh, that’s nice,’ and he went back to kissing me, gently biting my earlobes and putting his tongue in my right ear and breathing in it, which sent chills down me and I found myself pushing my pelvis up into him.

He sat back and unbuttoned my shirt and felt my chest and stomach all over and was surprised to see my nipple rings. He kneeled between my legs and started kissing my chest and my stomach. Then he sat back and unbuttoned his own shirt and he had some nice tattoos on the front of his shoulders next to his collarbone on each side. Then he laid back down on me and his skin felt so soft and warm against mine and he was definitely melting me.

When he started to bite my nipples, his hair was hanging down and brushing my chest, too, and it was really sexy and felt so nice – I ran my hand through it a few times and felt it. He then took one of my rings in his teeth and pulled back a little, pretty gently, and I moaned and arched my back a bit. He did it again to the other one and got a similar reaction from me.

He got off me and smiled and held out his hand and we walked back to his bedroom. It was pretty ultra modern with a really nice big bed and a great big chair and a television on the wall – very minimalist but still looked comfortable.

We took off our boots and he lay back on the bed and motioned for me to come over to him. I crawled up and laid down on him and started biting his neck and he was getting very turned on and even held my head on his neck while I was biting him, like he wanted me to continue or to bite harder. I started kissing his chest and stomach and working my way downwards. He had a thin strip of really soft dark hair leading down from his belly button down to his crotch and it was soft and sexy and I spent a lot of time rubbing my face on him and kissing him there and he was raising his hips up and groaning.

I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down and he was wearing great boxer briefs and his hard on stuck out all the way and he looked pretty big from my vantage point. I wanted to tease him a lot more so I left his boxers on. I took off his jeans and socks and started giving him a foot massage and he was moaning more and I kept rubbing his feet and then started massaging and kissing his legs as I moved upwards. I took my trousers off and kept my shorts on and then went back between his legs and started kissing and lightly sucking on his inner thighs and he had really great legs (he’s another runner) and he was moaning and grabbing himself and putting his head back and I took his hand off his own crotch and I started putting my mouth on him through his boxers and he was really moving up there, I could tell. I didn’t want to be too much of a tease so I released his cock from his shorts and holy fuck, he had a beautiful, thick, really nice sized cut cock. I gently took it in my hand and squeezed him and he was losing it, saying ‘fuck, that feels good, god you’re fucking gorgeous’ and I licked the pre cum that was coming out of him and then started sucking his cock while squeezing his balls and he threw his head back and then put his hands on the back of my head and was thrusting his hips upwards to fuck my mouth a little.

I took him out of my mouth and started working on his balls, licking them hard so my tongue stud pressed against them and he was moaning more and more. I started putting my hand down towards his ass as much as I could and was stroking his cock with my hand and then I went back and took him in my mouth and started stroking him with my tongue stud pressed against the back of his shaft and he was up there, saying nonsense and I felt him start to stiffen up more and I thought that I’d get him to come because I had a feeling I’d be back doing other things to this cock in a short while. I slid up and down his shaft a little faster, still pressing my stud into it and then backed off and lightly sucked him and he had been moaning and then got silent for a second and then he said ‘Oh, shit – I can’t take any more’ and he exploded into my mouth and I started sucking him more furiously and he bucked his hips into me a bit and he kept saying ‘oh oh oh oh’ every time he ejaculated and I swallowed every drop.

He was finally through and I sat back on my heels and he sat up briefly and said ‘holy shit was that awesome. Your tongue is so intense on me, wow!’ And then he motioned to me to crawl up next to him and he started kissing me and pulled me on him and started squeezing my ass and he said ‘that was something – thank you for making me feel so good,’ and I said ‘you’re welcome but if you think I’m through with your cock you’ve got another thing coming’ and he laughed. He kissed me and said stuff in my ear, whispering that I was hot and he was so excited to be with me and then he flipped me over and he crawled between my legs and took my shorts off and exclaimed ‘Wow – that’s impressive and HOT’ and it made me kind of blush. Of course I was rock hard and he sat and looked at me for a moment or two and then took off his unbuttoned shirt and rubbed his face all over my chest and stomach; between his soft hair brushing against me all over and his rough face scratching me like sand paper, I was on fucking fire. His head hung down and he was moving back so he could get in between my legs and his hair brushed by my dick and it felt so nice I asked him to do that again and he smiled and did.

He started licking my cock like it was an ice cream cone and pressing his tongue stud into my shaft as he went up and down. Wow – is that how it felt to him when I did that? I’ve never been with anyone who also had his tongue pierced. It was fucking incredible and intense, especially when he stopped right before the head of my cock and concentrated right on the ridge below and I was getting really worked up. Then he put his mouth around me and started really going at it and he was so fucking hot and gorgeous I couldn’t believe that this guy was available and I was here with him. Christ! He kept going and was squeezing my balls and trying to reach underneath to my ass. He then stopped and rolled me on my side and dove into my ass, giving me the most intense rim job I’ve ever had and I was clenching my teeth because I didn’t want to come just yet but he was working me over so intensely – he was also holding on to my cock at the same time and I took over and started stroking myself and he stopped me, which drove me crazy, too, and he put me on my back again and went after my cock and I fucking exploded into his mouth, slamming into his mouth as hard as I could lift my hips up and it went on and on and I was saying all kinds of nonsense. When he stopped, all I could do was hold on to him and stroke his hair and he moved up towards my face and smiled at me and kissed me softly and I put my arms around him and he lay on my chest for a few minutes and we were silent but content.

We sat up and he said ‘How was that, Rusty?’ and smiled and I put my head back and said ‘that was the greatest and you’re so hot!’ and he liked that and we sort of sat up next to each other and caught our breath. He asked me if I wanted a drink and I nodded. I watched him walk out of the bedroom to get our drinks and he had the cutest, roundest, sexiest ass and I couldn’t wait to get at it.

He came back in and said ‘Were you looking at my ass when I walked out?’ and smiled.

‘I was staring at its magnificence and starting to salivate.’ He grinned at me and turned around so I could see it again and turned his head back so he could look at me looking at him and he was clearly enjoying the attention.

He brought over the drinks and I said ‘After I finish this drink I think I’ll need to get a closer look at that behind of yours. He laughed and said, ‘I really didn’t get a good hard look at yours but I can see from here that it is spectacular.’

We finished our drinks and started kissing again and I whispered, ‘can I fuck you?’ and he laughed and said ‘sure, as long as I can fuck you, too!’ and I said ‘I hoped you would.’

He got out some condoms from his bedside table and some lube and we resume kissing and holding each other and kissing more and more and I definitely was starting to get hard again already and I told him to get up on his knees so I could get at his sexy ass and he did and I squeezed it and bit him and he laughed and then I started in on him, licking him and sticking my tongue inside him and he was moaning and he started stroking himself and I kept at it, plunging my tongue in him as far as I could go and he was starting to get pretty worked up. I was already pretty hard so I grabbed a condom and put it on and lubed up and put some lube on my fingers and started playing with his ass that way and he was enjoying that, his head tipped up in the air and he was moaning and saying under his breath ‘fuck oh god oh that’s nice oh rusty don’t stop shit’ and I had three fingers inside him and then I said ‘how do you want it?’ and he said ‘go in all at once as far as you can’ and I slid my cock inside him all at once like he wanted and he let out a huge groan when I was all the way in and I started thrusting into him kind of slowly and easily and he was clenching his jaw and I started stroking his hair while I was fucking him and I think he dug that a lot. I went on like for a while and then pulled out and said ‘get on your back.’

I kneeled between him and grabbed his legs and went into him again, this time I was able to look at his incredibly sexy face and hair and his eyes were a little watery but he was smiling at me and he held out his arms and I fell into them while thrusting into him and he reached between us to grab his own cock and continued to stroke himself. I paused while I was inside him to reach down and kiss him a few times and he put both his hands on my face and looked at me tenderly with his big green eyes and gave me just a hint of a smile.

I sat back up and he was moaning again as I held his legs and really fucked him a lot harder. He then looked at me briefly and said ‘ohhhh fuckin’ a’ and he came, shooting his load all over himself and a little on his own face and I watched him and his face while he was coming and he was so sexy and gorgeous and had the most intense look of pleasure on his face it made me thrust into him harder about three or four times and then I came really hard, fucking him more and then I finished and sat there still inside him.

‘Wow,’ he said. ‘That was so nice,’ and I pulled out and took off the condom and got up to throw it away in the bathroom and went back with a towel I found and he cleaned up and invited me to lay next to him.

‘Do you think I could see you tomorrow night and finish what we started and start again on something else?’ He had

his hand on my face.

‘I’d love to! I guess we both need to get up for work, huh. I should get going.’ I started looking around for my shorts.

‘No – wait,’ he said. ‘Won’t you spend the night?’

‘Oh, sure,’ I said. ‘I wasn’t sure if that was part of our date and I didn’t want to assume…’

‘Please come lay with me and hold me – my alarm goes off at 6:30 – does that give you enough time to go home and change?’

‘Yes – as long as I could have a chance to shower with you,’ and I squeezed him closer to me.

‘I’d love that,’ he replied.

‘Rusty?’

‘What is it, Ryan?’

‘Are we on for tomorrow night?’

‘You bet we are…let me take you out on a date before we end up here, okay?’

He kissed me over and over. I spooned him and held him really close to me and he kissed my hand and squeezed him and he shut out off the lamp.

We lay there, breathing, laying still for awhile but I wasn’t sleepy.

‘Rusty?’

‘Yes?’

‘You are fucking awesome – how come I didn’t meet you earlier than yesterday?’

‘I was thinking the same thing – where have you been hiding? I think you are really special.’

He kissed my hand again and said ‘tell me about your family and where you’re from.’

‘I grew up here and my mother lives in Orange County now. I have two half sisters, one is 30, the other is 20. Neither have kids or are married. We’re pretty close and go see our mom every week or so. Actually had a shitty childhood, which I won’t tell you about right now. Went to school and had to be on my own and pay for myself so I ended up working for the postal service and just ended up staying there for fifteen years now. It’s crazy, but I really love it.’

‘That’s nice. It’s not crazy – you have to like what you do or you’ll go nuts.’

‘What about you, Ryan?’

‘I was raised in Baltimore, mostly, and went to college and grad school out here. My parents are still out there but are divorced. My father still refuses to believe that I’m gay after all this time. We don’t talk much. I have two younger brothers and a younger sister. One brother lives here in LA – I see him pretty frequently. My other brother turned out to be a freak and ‘prays’ for me that I’ll see the light and not be gay anymore, nice, huh? He lives in Maryland still. My sister is kind of a mess with drugs right now and is living in San Diego. I talk to her a lot but try not to see her. ‘

‘That’s rough…you have a BFA and an MFA, right?’

‘Yes.’

‘So does Steve. He paints some extraordinary stuff but hasn’t done it much lately.’

‘I’d love to check it out – I did photography and I’ve been lame lately about doing anything. Maybe I can get inspired and take pictures of you.’

‘I’m all yours.’

‘What are you doing this weekend?’

‘I have no plans – my ex is moving out – although he didn’t own anything beyond his music, books and clothes. I’m going to try to not be there much.’

‘Was it a bad breakup?’

‘Well, no – we just moved too fast and he wouldn’t give up his affair I told you about. In fact, the guy is visiting next week and you’ll likely see him.’

‘I was trying to think about who it might be but I don’t know the San Francisco music scene very well.’

‘Well, he’s bigger than that – in fact it’s someone you and I both like a lot.’

He was silent for a minute.

‘Who?’

‘Dan Peril.’

‘No shit?’

‘Yeah – long story I’ll tell you sometime. Did you have plans for the weekend?’

‘I hope I have plans with you,’ he said.

‘I’ll do whatever you want to do – I think I’ll be pretty happy to hang out with you wherever and whenever.’

‘Me, too.’

‘Tired?’

‘Yes.’

‘Good night, sweetheart – I’m so glad we met. I think you are pretty special.’

‘Good night, Rusty – I feel the same way. Having you next to me here holding me is so great. I feel so warm and safe in your arms.’

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I live in a condo that I share with my brother in a quiet section outside the city. Bcause of the many trees and shrubs in the complex it is quite secluded. We have complete privacy so that I can sit out on our deck naked when I’m alone. My brother was going out of town for a couple of weeks and was leaving me alone in the condo. The condo is in his name and he’s rather anal about its upkeep and not doing anything to upset the neighbors. He laid down a few rules before he left including not sun bathing naked on the deck. ‘Yeah, I heard about you letting it all hang out. Well stop it!’

‘Now you keep your ears peeled you hear me. There are rumors of a young burglar operating in this area.’

‘OK. If he comes around here I’ll knock him out with one of my karate moves and then call the police.

‘Forget the fuckin’ karate and just call the police, OK?’

After my brother left I took a nice long shower, dried off, wrapped a towel around me and headed for the deck where I dropped my towel and took a nap on the lounge.

I was awakened from my nap by the sound of breaking glass from the window of a side room. I jumped off the lounge and ran head long into the room. I hit something and when I turned on the light saw a young burglar knocked out on the floor. I knelt over the prone figure and began slapping him across the fact shouting for him to wake up. At the same time, I noticed that I was naked.

The young burglar came around slowly. I grabbed him by the arm and drug him into the next room where I slipped on a bathrobe.

As I grabbed him by his collar and dragged him into the lounge, be burst into tears and implored me,

‘Please buddy don’t call the police. I’ll do anything you want to make this up to you.’

He told me in a shaky voice that his name was Kevin.

‘Look here, Kevin, by rights I should call the cops, but if you are willing to accept some punishment, I’ll let you stay here for the night, and in the morning you will be free to go. Now what do you say, it’s one or the other’.

‘Oh thank you. I’ll do anything you say – just so you don’t call the cops.’

‘Hey, Kevin, hold on, I haven’t told you what the punishment is yet’, I said.

‘I’ll do anything.’

‘OK. Your punishment is to have a fight with me, on the carpet, here, and the winner (almost certainly me) can do what ever he likes with the other guy’.

Kevin looked almost cheerful at the prospect of getting beaten up, instead of a visit to the dreaded Police Station.

‘You’re not much bigger than I am,’ Kevin answered ‘And I learned a few things in the street, so I might just have a chance of winning. What are the rules?’

‘Rules? What rules? It’s to be a submission fight, with no holds barred anything goes. There will be no time limit, but if neither of us has submitted after an hour, then we’ll call it a draw, and you will be free to go! Now strip down to your underwear while I slip a pair on to make you feel more comfortable.’

‘You don’t have to do that for me. In fact I like to be naked too.’ And with that he pulled off his boxers.

‘Roman style it is then!’

We each attempted a throw or takedown of each other but to no avail. After a few minutes I realized that Kevin knew exactly what he was doing, and was prepared to go to any lengths to beat me.

With a sudden cat like movement Kevin was behind me and had applied a full nelson to my arms. However much I struggled he had me good and dragged me down to the carpet so that he could wrap his powerful legs round my waist, in a classic scissors hold.

While maintaining his iron scissors, he bit by bit turned me over until I was flat on my face, with him pressing down strongly on my back.

Now Kevin was really enjoying himself.

‘I’ve got you. Submit now, or we’ll still be here an hour later, and I’ll still be on top.’

The feel of his bare skin on my torso was luscious.

‘If you want me to submit, you’ll have to do more than just hold me in this position. Even if you squash me as flat as a pancake I’ll still refuse’, I taunted in defiance.

‘That’s an invitation I can’t refuse,’ said my captor. ‘I’m an expert at the art of squashing, which I often do to my younger brother. I’m going to squash you like a bug!’

Having said that Kevin gradually began to adjust the position of his body and ended up with his head over mine, his crotch over my ass and his legs on the outside of mine, with his ankles twisted round mine.

I was trussed up good and proper, and knew that it was pointless to struggle. This guy really knew ho to bring me down a peg or two.

‘Now,’ he said, ‘Before I begin to squash you, I’ll give you one last chance to submit. If you don’t take it you’ll have to accept the consequences’.

I realized that if I submitted, he would be free to leave the house, in accordance with the rules I had laid down, so I decided to grit my teeth and did what any guy would do in such a case and played dirty. His flaccid cock and balls were within arm’s length so I grabbed his nut sac a twisted it hard.

‘Ouch no fair. You can’t do that’ he screamed in pain.

‘They hell I can’t. You agreed that anything goes. Break your hold or you’ll be singing like a soprano from now on’, I countered as I released his scrotum from my grasp..

Kevin broke his hold on me and lay on his back cupping his sore balls. When I glanced down I saw his cock start to lift off of his stomach. Damn it, he was getting a hard on. So I grabbed his cock and squeezed it. ‘What the fuck is this, getting hard?’

‘I can’t help it sir, guess I got turned on’ he explained.

‘Well I think you need to be taught your place. You’re a piece of shit and I am your master. Understand?’ I barked.

‘Yes sir,’ he answered.

I began to piss on his prone figure. I stood at his feet and straddled him as I walked towards his head. My hot pee bathed his feet up his legs to his cock and balls. I filled his belly button and peed on his chest. When I reached his face I commanded him to open his mouth and drink my pee. He refused so I knelt down next to his head and reached down to his nipples. I twisted them so hard that I could have ripped them off his sculptured chest. His mouth opened at last and my stream of hot urine went into his mouth and down his throat. When I had finished with my golden shower, I grabbed Kevin by the back of his head and smashed his face against my erect nipples. I ordered him to such my tits like he would to his girlfriend. He was doing such a great job that my cock was stiffening out.

I then told him to lie back down and walked over his head and lowered my ass on his face. I knew that I must have been ripe from all the physical exertion we just had.

Kevin struggled and tried to move his head away from my ass cheeks. But I sat down harder and ordered him to eat my ass our. ‘I want to feel your tongue up my chute.’ He continued to struggle and gagged somewhat. But then I felt his tongue enter my shit chute. I looked down his body and saw that his cock was getting harder.

‘What the fuck is this? You getting off on eating my ass aren’t you?’ I heard a muffled yeah.

I stood up and ordered him to get on all fours. I knelt down if front of his face and shoved my cock into his mouth. Kevin gagged again. So I told him just to mouth and lick my cock and coat it with a lot of saliva. He told me that he was straight and had never sucked a cock before. He was a little clumsy at first but then got into a nice rhythm of sucking my cock. When my cock was as rigid as it could get and glistened with his saliva, I got behind him. I braced my arms on his sides and edged my hard cock to his quivering rose bud. Once again he said he had never been fucked before and begged me not to fuck him.

‘Well you should have thought about the consequences before you tried to rob me.’ With that I put the head of my cock next to his hole and rammed myself in with all the force I could muster. Kevin screamed out in pain but slowly started to use to the intrusion. After my initial thrust, I fucked him slowly until he got used to my rhythm. Before I climaxed I reached around under his body and found his hard dripping cock. I jerked him in rhythm with my fucking. When I emptied my cum deep inside his rectum he released his on the floor under him. I collapsed on top of him causing him to flattened himself on the rug.

After some time, I plopped out and stood up. Kevin rolled over and smiled at me. I told him that he was free to go. But he suggested we take a shower together, he spend the night and leave in the morning.

It sounded like a plan to me.

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I went over to Spike’s house and he answered the door in a blue football kit and I could smell the sweat of his body. We went into his lounge where he told me to take my clothes off; as I followed his orders he took of his nylon shirt and shorts and threw them to me.

‘Put them on’ He commanded.

I put the wet football shirt over my head and smelt the scent of Spike afterwards; I put on the shorts and looked at my naked master.

‘On your knees’ Spike demanded.

I got onto my knees as he took off his socks and rolled it into a ball. He put it into my mouth and took the other one off to tie around my head. Spike pushed me onto the floor and I lay there on my stomach as Spike tied my hands up with rope and then tied them to my feet, holding me into a hogtie position.

Later that night, Spike got me into my black boxers and cuffed me to the bed. I lay on his empty mattress as he got rope from his wardrobe. He pulled down my boxers and started tying the rope around one of my balls, around my dick and then around the other ball.

I woke up the next morning I was still cuffed to the bed. Spike entered with a bucket of water and poured it other me before uncuffing me. He then put my hands behind my back and cuffed me once again. Placing duck tape over my mouth he threw me into his van and started to wank over me. After he shot his load over me, Spike rubbed it all over my chest and began to lick it off, putting it in my hair, ears and up my nose.

A couple of days later, Spike asked me around again. After getting naked, he started putting cling film around my body and then black tape, cutting holes where my nipples and arse was. He gagged me with some of the duct-tape and then started applying pegs to my nipples hurting them with every peg he added. Afterwards, Spike turned me other and started to spank my arse with his bare hand until it was red followed by him licking my arsehole.

Afterwards, Spike had me in my black shorts and white t-shirt and my legs spread eagled with a plank of wood, tied to my feet with rope. He lifted my arms above my head and cuffed them to his radiator. I watched him as he got his trainer and put it over my head to make me smell his feet.

He threw me into his van and rove away. I lay on the back wondering what plan my master had in store for me. The engine stopped and Spike opened the van door and tied me hands up and took my t-shirt off, replacing it with a hood. I could hear twigs brake under my bare feet and could smell the fresh are guessing we were in the woods. He sat me down and tied my arms and torso to a tree and took the hood of me. I sat there watching his gorgeous face as he got oil out and started rubbing it over my body before wanking me dry.

For that night Spike ordered me to sleep in the cage.

‘Do you like piss?’ He asked.

‘Yes’.

‘Yes what?’

‘Yes master’.

Spike undid his flies and started to piss in my face, mouth and all over my body.

The next night I had a more ‘comfortable’ sleep. I was tied to his bed again and he had me in a pair of his trackies. He attached a cock vibrator to my dick and started turning up the electro. I started squirming as the vaults got higher and he laughed his malicious laugh. I loved it when I made my master happy.

I shot my load in his trackies, but that still didn’t stop him. After a painful twenty minutes the pain stopped but it was all pleasure for Spike.

After a few days recovering, Spike had my around for the night to meet his friends. I didn’t realise I would be part of the furniture. He got me naked (again) and tied my arms to his table and then my legs, before gagging me with duct tape. His friends arrived and all got pleasure out of me. Some sat on me, some laughed and one even wanked me whilst others chose to wank over me. It made my master happy so I was in my element.

In the morning as a ‘present’, Spike had me tied up with duct tape and tickled me senseless before I gave him head. This was truly a great present from him and he untied me after he touched me up and I cummed into his hands.

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After that night that we swapped partners, Rusty and I kept talking about what a great night we had, and, yeah, we shouldn’t really do it again – but…

It started to become harder and harder to see him or talk to him without me thinking about that night and dreaming about his body – big, solid, built, a tiny bit taller than me, all that marvelous tattooing I did all over him, his smile, his eyes, and you know what else. We began talking endlessly about wanting to fuck again but worried about Rusty’s new boyfriend, my husband, and how complicated this could really make everything.

It turned out that when we both told Mark and Ryan we’d be working late at my shop on the rest of his leg tattoo, neither one of them said anything about it, despite all the suspicion we felt. Maybe it was in our imaginations?

So we had an appointment. We actually made the date awhile ago, before the swapping/watching thing happened and we had planned to work late after the shop was closed.

Rusty showed up at 6:00 with some takeout food. We ate in the back lounge of the shop and talked and we were both anxious to get working. One by one, my co-workers finished and last was Mike (the owner) and Mary (manager) and they finished up their business and locked us in around 8:00 p.m.

We did a lot of coloring and talking and had a nice time. Music was on loud. We took a break at about 9:00 and decided we were only going to go until 10:00 the latest and we’d be close to finished. At 9:00 we headed to the back room where we had a beer and sat across from each other – me on the couch, him on a chair, with a small low table between us.

We were silent for a few minutes, and sat there looking at each other. I set my beer down and he set his down and he climbed over the table and sat down next to me and looked into my eyes.

‘You’re driving me crazy, you know,’ he said.

‘You, too,’ and I sighed.

‘So?’ he looked at me and grinned.

‘Get over here,’ and he grabbed me and pulled me into him, kissing me hard and pulling me onto his lap.

The heat came on really quickly between us and I knew we were locked in the shop alone and could do whatever we wanted. I paused for a moment and said ‘hang on’ and grabbed some towels to put down on the couch and then he stood up and pressed my whole body into his and started nuzzling my neck and putting his hands underneath the back of my shirt.

I could feel his already hard cock pushing into mine and it caused me to moan a little and pull him in even closer. He started kissing my neck and biting it a little and I started digging my hands into the back of his shorts, trying to get at his ass.

I pulled away for a moment and said ‘We gotta wrap up that tattoo before we go any further,’ and I ran back to my station to grab what I needed.

I returned and took care of his leg and as I stood up he took off my t-shirt and his own and we crushed our bodies together again and kept on kissing and stroking each other’s backs and I pulled back a little and started kissing his chest and pulling on those nipple rings of his and he was looking up to the sky and sighing and then I pushed him playfully back onto the couch and went for his waistband, . I couldn’t wait to get that monster cock in my mouth. As I started to undo his shorts he looked down at me and I looked up at him.

‘We can’t stop this train, you know. I don’t want to,’ and he put his hands on my face.

‘I can’t either – I can’t stop thinking about you and wanting to be with you again – all day I’ve had trouble focusing,’ I said and then looked down to continue getting his shorts off as he took off his shoes.

He lifted up so I could pull his shorts and boxers down and off and then I grabbed his cock – fully erect and so huge – and I took it in my mouth all at once, Rusty groaning really loud and putting his hands on the back of my head.

I worked on him for awhile, sucking him, working his shaft in and out of my mouth and he had his eyes closed for a few moments and then I started attacking his balls with my tongue while stroking him with my hand. I did that for a bit and then I got down and kneeled in between his legs and yanked his thighs out and up and held his legs there and started rimming him, my tongue going everywhere in his ass, fucking his hole with my tongue. All the while Rusty was moaning and laughing and trying to stroke himself and I just couldn’t stop. He finally said ‘hold on,’ and I moved away and he stood up and took my shoes and my jeans off.

He kneeled down in front of me and started working on my cock and the moment he took me in his mouth I was on fire. I couldn’t help but start fucking his mouth pretty hard and he was squeezing my ass really hard and I had my hands on his head and he let me go on for a few minutes doing that.

Rusty stood up and took my hand and we went to the couch and we both sat there for a minute or two, stroking our own cocks and he looked at me and smiled.

‘Do you have any lube or condoms?’ I finally said.

‘Of course!’ and he grinned.

‘Do we flip a coin on this?’ I joked.

‘No – the owner of the supplies gets to go first,’ and he kissed me on the head and got up to get his messenger bag.

He came back and stood and looked at me while he stroked himself a little bit more and put on a condom and added lube. Then he grabbed my legs and spun me around so I was laying on the couch and he kneeled between my legs and lifted me up a little and started tonguing my ass. Rusty has this way of making me feel so over the top – maybe it’s the tongue stud? So he kept on for a few minutes and then backed off before he plunged his dick in me all at once, moaning as he went in and my eyes went up in my head for a moment and it was a little painful even.

The pain quickly turned to pleasure as he began thrusting in and out of me, all the while staring at me. His eyes are so expressive and the look in them was not one of lust but of love. I could feel it, absolutely. He kept it up while I resumed stroking myself, my jaw clenched as he kept plunging into me. He soon leaned forward and started kissing me, tenderly, lightly kissing my forehead, nose, cheeks, temples, and then he focused in my mouth and locked onto my lips for a few moments. He then moved towards my right ear and whispered ‘I love you, Steve,’ and it made me smile and I said ‘I love you, too,’ and he pulled out and flipped me onto my knees and went in me again. He leaned over me while he stayed inside for a moment and started kissing my back and holding my hips and I could feel his face resting on my back and he sighed deeply.

He sat back and began fucking me again, and I could tell he was about to come as he picked up the pace and then I heard him groan and he pumped into me one last time and kept going until he sighed again. He stopped, his cock still inside me, and started stroking my cock from underneath and managed to fuck me some more and it put me over the edge and I came hard, cum shooting directly into my face and onto my upper chest and I had my eyes closed.

When I was through he pulled out of me and I sat up. I went and got cleaned up in the bathroom while he threw the condom away in the bag with our takeout food trash. We both ended up on the couch again, sitting next to each other.

‘I don’t know how we can manage this, but I can’t stop this,’ he said, not looking at me. Then he reached over and put his arms around me and pulled me next to him. He buried his head in my neck and started to cry a little.

‘It’s okay, Rusty,’ and I ran my hand through his hair and squeezed him closer with my other arm.

I didn’t want this moment to end. I love him so much, and yet, I love Mark so much. I know Rusty already feels the same way about Ryan. We were entering into a very complicated affair, an affair that seemed to be okay in the eyes of both of our partners. I still don’t know why Mark and Ryan encouraged us – well, I guess it gives Mark leeway to sleep with Andy, which I know has been a plan of his for awhile now. I don’t really know what Ryan is thinking.

We stayed locked in this embrace for another few minutes and realized how late it was getting. We got dressed and Rusty helped me clean up and get my shit put away. Before I unlocked the front door I shut out all the lights and he pulled me into him again and started kissing me.

‘I will always be yours, Steve. No matter what.’

I wasn’t sure what he meant by that entirely but I smiled and told him I loved him and we alarmed the shop and locked up. His car was close to mine and we stopped to talk a little before going off to our homes. We talked about nothing and everything in those two or three minutes. He was trying to say something but he couldn’t get it out. I kept trying but he gave up and instead kissed me again, this time on my forehead, cheeks and neck and then went back to my lips and held me there for a long time and we said goodbye.

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‘So what’s the hurry for a passport Nicky?’ I asked.

‘Simple! You guys don’t want to believe me when I say I’ll be eighteen so I’ll have a way to prove it won’t I?!’ he said, looking around cheekily and stressing each word by pointing and patting his forefinger on the front of my work jacket. Then flicking his light brown hair defiantly off his freckly face he twirled round and walked off swaying his hips suggestively as usual.

Nicky must have told everyone in the tyre shop the date of his birthday many times but still when the day came we had all forgotten.

‘Off to the Costa Brava then to get a tan on those dandy legs then are you?’ Frank was one of the drivers but like the rest of us couldn’t help taking notice of Nicky in his tight T-shirts and brief shorts.

‘Don’t know, I hadn’t thought really! Anyway I don’t have the cash; unless of course one of you guys wants to take me along. Yea I might consider that!’ Nicky gave another of his seductive smiles.

If I say none of us were really gay but we all got hard-ons when Nicky was around, that is only part of the story. The other part was Brenda, she worked in the office and had been encouraging him to buy all these sexy clothes; they would giggle together like two girls. She should have told him to get with his job on the shop floor. He was supposed to be helping the fitters and learning his trade.

It was all a bit embarrassing for me too because I didn’t like to admit to everyone how sexy I found him. I mean it was impossible! I really defy anyone not to get excited by that guy even however much they say they weren’t gay. And everyone knew Brenda was my girl friend and this youngster with his effeminate cheeky ways and sexy bum seemed like he was trying to expose me.

Well yea! I know now of course but then I felt like ‘Why shit I’m not gay! What’s happening?’ And the others; there were seven of us in the place plus a few drivers; I mean I had no idea really how they were reacting, I was only thinking of what they might think of me! It was fucking obvious looking back on it; everyone got excited about Nicky; he knew it, we all knew it!!

On Friday nights it was kind of routine really, Brenda would to put on something sexy and mostly we’d spend the evening in. This time she’d found an outrageously short miniskirt and got me to dance with her with just my jock strap on. She was a really feminine girl and my cock had somehow leapt out of all constraints as our legs made contact I could fell her damp crutch against my thigh. But I must admit thoughts of Nicky were still there and I was tempted to imagine it was his legs against mine.

Anyway this night I had chased her upstairs into the bedroom where we flung ourselves on the bed wrestled with each other to remove any remaining clothes. Brenda was good at these frolics and I would get a great sense of her girlishness before diving into her warm juicy cunt. She would orgasm really quickly and that night she had squeezed me to a huge climax. It was usually my cue to roll over and go to sleep. But that night the doorbell rang.

Brenda leapt out of bed and rushed downstairs in her nightie and bath gown. It was quite late and I didn’t like the idea of her answering the door alone so I got up to see what it was. I could hear her talking quietly to someone; I couldn’t see who but could just about here her saying the word ‘birthday’.

Surely not! It couldn’t be Nicky at that time of night. It was just past midnight .. Oh No! Could Nicky really take things that literally!

So not wanting to be seen I hurried back to bed and pretended to be asleep when Brenda returned. There was no sign of Nicky then; actually she had given him a blanket and told him to sleep on the couch. I must have fallen asleep then as the next thing I remember it was getting light.

Now Brenda always slept in a nightie but there was this naked body right next to me. She must have let him in while I was asleep. ‘Aren’t you going to wish me ‘Happy Birthday” whispered Nicky as soon as he saw I was awake. ‘Hey I never realised your chest was so hairy!’ as he stroked me I saw Brenda’s hand coming from behind. She pulled the sheets back slightly exposing his naked body right down to his hips. Below that the bedclothes heaved up just covering his boy bum.

Then running her hand down under the bedclothes to unseen parts remarked. ‘You’re a very naughty boy aren’t you? I think we’re going to have to do something about you, don’t you think so?’ she said looking at me and pulled the sheets away altogether so Nicky’s naked body was exposed. I had never seen him like this before and with Brenda now running her hands over his beautiful big smooth buttocks I was getting dizzy with excitement.

There is something about a boy’s naked body, the firmness of his muscles and beautiful smooth skin, his locks of hair around his ears. Oh man! I wanted to fuck him so bad! I had never allowed myself to have these thoughts before and here was my girl friend actively encouraging me! She was such a good girl too, she always thought of others and in this case I think it was Nicky. She told me afterwards she felt empathy for his sexual needs remembering when she was a young girl.

‘Go on Nicky dear, you have my full permission’ she said as he stretched over to get at my cock. She gently stroked his hair as he started sucking me very tentatively at first but then more furiously. It was like he had to make up for lost time! If I hadn’t climaxed only a few hours before otherwise I would have shot my load in his mouth it was so fucking sexy to have this freckly faced boy sucking my raging cock like that! But it was getting harder to keep control. Nicky and I were 69 positions and with my face right next to his bottom I was starting to explore in exciting territory!

His buttocks were so perfectly rounded and full with just a suggestion of soft downy hairs and his slit was thrillingly deep. It seemed like they were inviting me in; like they were saying how much his beautiful young body needed to be fertilised.

But now Brenda was starting to ‘see to him’ like a nurse. After pulling his legs apart told him to lift his bum while she put some pillows under him. It made him easier to get at. She kept casting me glances and giggling as she parted his sexy buns.

How could I have been worried about what she would think! Here she was taking the lead. I would have taken more time over exploring Nicky’s bum slit. I would have parted his buttocks more gradually and licked my way in towards his cherry. But Brenda had forced them apart and there was his fabulous boy cunt staring at me, waiting to be fucked!

‘Don’t worry he’s really clean, I’ve seen to that!’ she said as she gently drew my head down just as she had drawn Nicky’s on to my dick.

I began kissing and licking all around his anus. I passionately kissed his buttocks, the inside of his slit and all along till I came to that the centre of my attention all along; that luscious pink cherry with folds radiating out like a star but all pointing in towards his hole at the centre. As I began softly licking the lobes of Nicky’s outer sphincter he began to open up ever so slightly so I could see right up inside his boy cunt! He was ready for it and I was busting to supply his needs!!

‘No take it easy he’s very tight. He’s only just eighteen you know! We’ll have to take him gradually. Control yourself Carl this is a team effort’ she said like a head nurse to a colleague. Then I noticed she had all the equipment ready on her dressing table.

‘Now Nicky this is your first birthday present from me’ she said as she waved a slim pink dildo at him.

‘It should be wrapped up! Anyway what I want is this!’ Nicky took hold of my hard dick at the base with his thumb and forefinger and wiggled it cheekily. ‘Yea come on Bren where’s the wrapping?’

‘I thought your rosy cheeks and lips made pretty good wrapping just now’ Brenda replied and began trying to push this slim thing into his asshole. But it was difficult. Boy he was tight!! The tip was really slim but she could only get in a little way but then it seemed to be stretching all his skin inwards. I was worried as he was grimacing with pain.

‘Go on! Go on!! I want it please Oh Carl can’t you just fuck me! You’re being so timid. I want a man to do me! I want a real man to do me!!’ Nicky was yelling out load now and I was afraid someone outside would hear.

Suddenly he sat up and stared into my eyes really urgently. ‘Come on Carl I am relying on you. I need to be fucked!! I ought to have gone to Frank or Ray first; Oh wow! that big black guy he would have torn into my ass by now!!’

‘Nicky there’s no way I or Carl are going to hurt you nor would we let you be hurt. You are just going to have to be patient.’ Brenda was waving her finger at him like she was his mum.

‘Look Nicky, I know never said this when you were under age but I’ve always wanted to fuck you and it’s partly because I really like you, in fact we both care about you right?’ I wasn’t going to be derailed by his immature ideas about manhood. But it was sometimes difficult to know with him when he was just being playful or getting really crazy.

I had taken over preparing his bum hole while Brenda went to make coffee. This was the first time I had actively tried to enter him and I was making good progress. It seemed that his anus was gradually relaxing as I could see I was now getting further inside him. And now Brenda was out of the room he had started trying to clasp his buttocks together and giggling a lot. It make me extremely excited so I was pushing harder on the dildo and then suddenly it went right up inside him.

‘Oh aah! Stop it! .. aaah it’s …nice. Oh yea!’ Nicky explained illogically as I worked it in and out of his boy cunt.

‘What are doing like that? We can’t get in with your bum clasped silly!’ goes Brenda.

‘You’ll never be able to stop me fucking you by clasping your buttocks. I will force my cock between and burst into your bottom whatever you do you can’t stop me! Anyway I’m a strong man and you’re just a boy!’ I was getting out of control myself now.

‘Stop it Carl you’re getting much too excited and don’t forget, I’ve got first call on your cock not this cheeky little brat! Come on both of you drink your coffee while I get something bigger and more challenging. How about this!!’ Brenda waived a much larger black dildo; it looked more than twice the size.

‘Hey Brenda now you’re getting over-excited we’ll never get that up him’ I said but Nicky had gulped his coffee and seized it from her. Then with both hands he tried to force this huge thing up his bum hole. Of boy what a sight! He went at it repeatedly while Brenda and I tried to restrain him. His cunt was all getting swollen and we both had to seize it off him.

‘Nicky control yourself! No I’m serious! You’re going to do yourself an injury like that! Just leave it to me. I have cream here; it will make your sphincter dilate, that’s a technical term for your bum hole right? And get this too’ Brenda wagged her finger again; ‘If I’m going to let my lover fuck you, you’ve got to be a good boy and behave yourself! Right?’ Brenda could be quite domineering at times and this moment certainly called for it.

His cherry had sort of enlarged since the start of things. At first it had these tight pink creases coming out form his asshole and now it seems to have transformed into big fleshy lobes. This was a boy-cunt from a dream! It was unimaginably sexy especially the way it contrasted with the tight smooth skin of his bum!

Brenda started gently to apply some soap and water to his ass-cunt as he was starting to ooze something a bit slimy on account of what had been happening to him. Then I just couldn’t help myself; I had to lick him. I mean this juicy cherry; I wanted to show him some tenderness so very gently I stroked him with my tongue and, boy how he began to open up! I was able to lick right inside his hole to his inner sphincter. He was so amazingly sensitive in there. I felt embarrassed to be so excited by this in front of Brenda. But from the moment I reached the tip of my tongue inside him I just knew I had to do him there and then.

Nicky own cock was really small still. He had got some erections but they seemed to subside once we got to work on his asshole. Perhaps it was just that he was unable to be manly when he was being penetrated.

So once I had got him on his back Brenda stood aside as she knew I was going to do him. She would let me get on with it. But as he lay there on his back I got the first real chance to admire his naked body from the front. All my attention had been on his beautiful boy bum but his smooth chest superbly displayed his modest young muscles. Nicky was a real boy, there was no doubt about that. His biceps and pectorals were developing nicely and his tight little scrotum contained a respectable set of balls.

So the last thing I did before going in was to pay him some respect and when I took his little slim dick in mouth he stiffened at once. It was really good but I was careful not to orgasm him before the main event. Then I licked the crinkly skin of his scrotum taking it in my mouth and working my tongue to get the measure of his balls.

But this was it now! ‘OK Nicky boy here’s your birthday present and like it or not you’re going to fucking get it!’ I said grabbing his ankles and pushing his legs right back. I gave his asshole one final lick then I applied my aching and totally rigid pole to his virgin ass-hole.

I’m sorry but I couldn’t hold myself back at all. This cheeky boy had teased me for too long. Oh boy he was going to get it!! His eyes were shut and he threw his face from side to side as I probed at his boy-cunt relentlessly. He just had to yield to me! I would make him yield!!

‘Oh Carl hey! where’s that cock? Ah! Oh come on get it up me! Carl what are you doing, are you really a man? I need it you must.. you’ve got to….’ His young chest was heaving as I suddenly felt his anus give way to my probing prick. I am about as big as that black thing but I could feel his tightness all around my hood as I powered my prick into his boy bum. Now I was inside this young beauty I was going to give him everything I had got. I saw Brenda looking on in admiration as I started to shaft him with regular strokes. He was half groaning and half giggling from pleasure as I screwed every recess of his rectum.

I wanted to take control of him inside: I wanted to dominate him so I had to get at his gland. It didn’t take long; I felt it with my knob and I knew I had the right place by the way he reacted.

‘Aaah what are doing? Hey this is…. Oh shit what’s happening! You’ve fucking got me! Aaaaah!!!’ Nicky’s eyes were wild now but I was so preoccupied with probing him that I didn’t notice what Brenda was up to. I might have guessed she would not just be a bystander! Oh no! she had got this strap-on and was getting ready to pump my ass with it! Oh man this was getting out hand! She was up me in no time. How did she know I was that easy to penetrate?

Things went really out of control then. Nicky was orgasming wildly just as I was starting to shoot. Then I felt Brenda coming up my asshole and right up inside me, she started to pump my bottom with this huge tube like strap-on. I was ready to shoot up Nicky’s bum but somehow I couldn’t; I felt this tightening and tightening inside me like I was a rocket on a launch pad! But then at last Brenda eased off me for a few seconds. That was all it needed I jizzed off and jacked every juice in my groin straight up Nicky’s asshole and deep into his boy bum. Oh man it was terrific!!! And having that thing up me just made me go wild. I felt my cum shooting into him. This boy was no virgin any more! He had been fucked! His young body had been fertilised with my semen! I kissed him around his ears, under the curls of his hair then on his lips as he took it all deep inside. I had stuffed him right up his rectum!

‘Oh thanks! Oh thanks!! You are so fab! Oh Carl you are such a man! Oh it feels terrific I want more. Please say you’ll do me more: Please!!’ Nicky was kissing me all over my body and licking at my slimy cock now flaccid after servicing my bottom. ‘You’re so virile; you shot loads up me! Oh man! it feels so goooood!!!’

I looked down on his naked body as he lay on the bed. You could see a slight damp stickiness on the inner folds of his slit. There were those lovely firm buttocks with downy hairs and now just a suggestion of goose pimples as he lay there sobbing with joy having taken possession of the greatest present of his eighteenth birthday. Nicky had been thoroughly fertilised where he really needed it.

Is that all there was to Nicky’s eighteenth birthday? You hadn’t forgotten about all those other guys in the tyre shop had you?

I can tell you that in less than the time it took you read that last paragraph the door bell sounded again. Nicky was to have more than one present that day. But that is another story!

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Kevin and I have seen each other at the gym, the beach and in the locker room at school. We both gave off vibes that were interested in one another. But we have never met nor talked. We have seen each other in all states of dress and undress, but we have never touched. We were attracted to each other’s muscular builds, our broad shoulders, large well developed pecs, our bulging biceps, and strong legs. Both of our baskets contain ample equipment and we displayed them to each other with pride. Kevin is 6′ so taller then my 5’10’. He weighs 185 pounds to my 165 but our builds are proportional to our relative sizes. We are also equally handsome or so we think and short hair. One night we are in the same bar, each talking to our own close friends, but well aware of the other’s presence. By chance we both were at the bar to order drinks. Since it was crowded we were pressed tightly together so that I could smell his musky odor no sweet smelling cologne just the essence of man smell. We smiled at each other, but neither of us spoke except to make apologizes for bumping into each other.

‘Boy it sure is crowded in here tonight you can hardly move!’

‘It sure is, and since it appears that we won’t be going anywhere until our orders are filled, my name is Kevin but my friends call me Kevin.’

‘I’m Bob but my friends call me Bob.’

‘You’re a funny guy. Oh our drinks are here, see you around.’

We went back to our separate circles of friends but we both kept an eye on each other waiting for a chance to loose our friends and get together. At least that is what I was hoping for and I’m pretty sure Kevin was too. When most of our friends have drifted off, I looked directly into his eyes across the bar and nodded my head for him to join me in the john. I got in line first and soon I sensed him behind me in line. He wrapped his arm around my waist and let it to slip down to my ass. I let my left hand drop behind me and quickly find your bulging basket. Your balls are huge and your cock hardens, as I stroke your crotch. I turned around so that we could face each other. Without hesitation he slipped his hand into my jeans and groped my stiff dick and hot hairless balls. We broke apart because of the cat calls we were getting from the other guys in line like ‘get a room’ or ‘take it outside.’ So we made small talk again and find out that we both like to wrestle not only no holds barred but also free style. We agreed to get together later that night for a private match of muscle and …. After we relieved ourselves of several used beers, we returned to our last remaining friends and excused ourselves from their company. Kevin was waiting for me in the parking lot and since he did not have a car, I drove.

In the car we continued to discuss wrestling. When I mentioned that I was a member of a local wrestling club and that I have a key to our private workout room, his eyes lit up, and his hand slipped between my legs and cupped my basket. I returned the grope but almost hit a parked car so we broke apart. We reached our destination, an old garage that was being used as an all purpose workout room. After we got out of the car and I unlocked the front door. There was only a night light burning but I know the way to the wrestling room. After we climbed up the dark stairs, I flipped on the light switch, illuminating the wrestling mats with a soft glow. We undressed each other. When we are stripped to our jocks we embraced each other in a bear hug. We walk hand in hand to the center of the mat.

We assumed the position. I am on the bottom for now but that will soon change. Kevin slapped my gut to signal that he was ready to wrestle. Being on top, he pins me quickly but I sit out and escape. Now we are both standing and facing each other. We closed and lock up, each grabbing the back of the other’s neck, as we search for a opening to execute a take down. Because of his height advantage and longer arms O struggle to stay upright. I attempted to take him down with a double leg take down but he blocked me. He grabbed my right biceps, dropped to one knee, shoved his right arm through my crotch and threw me with a fireman’s carry. I fell on my back. He sits on top of my chest, his arm still buried deep in my crotch, his biceps flexing against my jock encased balls. As I struggled to escape his hold, he flexed his biceps even more. With each squeeze my cock grew harder, as he felt it lengthen, he realized that I really enjoy having my balls worked on. To throw him off of me I placed my hand over his jock pouch, and with a mighty heave tossed him

off. Again we are both standing, but our cocks are straining at the fabric of our jocks, attempting to poke a hole in the mesh pouches. We lock up again, this time I take him down, but instead of a fireman’s carry I slip my right arm under his left armpit and grabbed his right bicep. I rocked him

back and forth several times until he lost his balance then I lifted with my right arm and pulled down with my left. Suddenly his feet are off the mat and he is flying through the air. I dropped him on his back and fall across his chest.

‘You have became the victim of my lateral drop’ I taunted. I snaked my left arm around his neck and locked him in a half nelson then I managed to join my hands together and finish in a cradle. After he realized that I had pinned his shoulders to the mat, he gave in. Afterwards we both rolled around the mat enjoying each other’s manly body and scents. We are both sweating profusely from all the exercise.

Kevin playfully ripped my jock off, allowing my cock and balls to hang free. Immediately I hooked my fingers into the bottom of his jock pouch where the leg bands come together and yanked his jock off, the waist band drags across his stiff dick before it springs free. Again we are equal, equally naked, hot, hung and horny. Sweat is running down our foreheads. We resume our

wrestling match by starting on our knees instead of standing. But as we grappled with each other our sweaty bodies prevented either of us from completing many effective holds. We were both trying to gain the advantage over the other, but each time that it appeared that one of us will gain the upper hand the other escaped and we must start all over again. After a long time we were finally winded. We wrapped our arms around each other and crushed our bodies together in mutual bear hugs.

When I accidentally forced my thigh against his balls, he let out a long sigh. When I look puzzled, and apologized for bumping his balls.

He whispered ‘Don’t stop! I really enjoy it. In fact my balls can take a great deal of punishment.’

‘Really? I’ll give them a good workout to see if that’s true.’

Kevin’s balls are larger than mine.

We started fondling and caressing each other’s sacs. We squeezed and kneaded each other’s balls rolling them back and forth in their bags. Kevin went down on my fat stiff dick and took all of it into his hot mouth. His tongue flicked across the head of my cock stimulating it more as he attempted to suck the juices from my nuts. Then I twisted around to kiss his balls, running my tongue all over his sac, tasting and savoring every part of it before I sucked his left nut into my mouth. Because his balls are so big I cannot get both of them into my mouth at the same time. When I stopped sucking on his balls, I took his rigid pole into my mouth. He exchanged my balls for my cock.

My fingers found his loose sac and wrapped them tightly around his balls. He let me know that he got really turned on by having his cock and balls abused. So slowly I began to squeeze the two orbs between my fingers pulling and stretching his sac to the limit of its elasticity. His huge balls were straining for relief from their confinement even while I was trying to compress them into a smaller mass with each passing second. The pain was approaching the excruciating point, when I suddenly relaxed my grip and allowed his nuts to spring free, returning them to their original shape and size. With the sudden release he almost passed out as the blood surged into your testicles with the speed and force of an express train. The blood vessels expanded and his balls swelled with the blood surge. But their freedom was short lived as my hand clamped shut on his sac, flattening his nuts again. I pumped his balls with my muscular grip, alternately squeezing and releasing them, like one would do to a tennis ball to develop his fore arms. With each cycle I increased my pressure, little by little, until he was begging for me to stop and not bust his balls. When one hand tired I switched to the other until finally the fingers in both of my hands starting to cramp from my constant flexing of the muscles in my fore arms as I ever more forcefully massage his balls. I allowed him to regain his breath because his breathing had become heavier and heavier with each new squeeze. Then I began to use my thigh to press and rub against his abused scrotum. Kevin moaned as I forced my leg into his crotch and rocked my thigh back and forth against his cock and balls in a sawing motion, trying to separate his right NUT from the left, while my thigh grated against his rigid dick. Again as my leg began to tire I traded off and used the other, until I brought my right knee up and begin to dig it into his crotch. I used the hard bony point of my

knee to grind against his balls even more as I forced it deeper as a miner would drill into solid rock seeking a vein of gold. I began to slowly grind his balls against his pubic bone, again flattening

them and forcing them apart. While I had his nuts separated with my knee I forced them against the soft tissue of his sac. I continued to test the toughness of his balls stimulating all of the nerves in his sac and balls, sending rivers of pleasurable pain coursing through his body. His balls were churning with excitement and seeking to unload the massive load of cum that he had generated and saved up for this special occasion. Kevin began moaning loudly and his body rolled from side to side from the intense stimulation I was inflicting on his scrotum. His head was rolling from side to side as I continued to grind his balls with my knee and rub my hard muscular thigh against the tender underside of his rigid cock. I was driving him mad with the intense pressure that I was applying. Kevin was nearing the point of orgasm. His cock was dripping with precum juices that were covering his cock and balls with the thin slippery clear fluid. There was enough to lubricate my thigh and to reduce friction to near zero, allowing our flesh to slide almost effortlessly against each other. Quickly I realized that he was about to release that massive load of cum that was straining to erupt like ‘OLD FAITHFUL’. His body was jerking with the approaching ultimate relief, when I suddenly stopped administering pleasure to his hard, swollen manhood. I seized both of his wrists with my hands, locking my fingers tightly around them. I forces his hands away from his joy stick to prevent him from gaining instant relief and slid my body over hiss. I pressed my hairy, sweaty chest against his and our nipples grated against each other, causing them to harden into small volcanoes. As our sweat covered bodies slid against each other, our groins met. Our stiff dicks came in contact with each other for the first time and our two rigid prongs work against each other increasing our mutual affection of each other. Our shaved balls slammed together as our hips ground together, cock to cock, balls to balls, and bush to bush. I slipped my rigid cock lower and lower until I drove it into his scrotum attempting to spear your balls, to impale them with my rigid tool. Slowly I ground the tip of my battering ram against his sac, smearing

both of our precum juices over the smooth surface of his sac, until his balls were drenched with the slick sticky fluid. As we both wanted to release our loads, I began to use my stiff dick as a battering ram, pounding it into his nuts. Again and again the head of my cock tried to penetrate his scrotum.

I massaged his two orbs of pleasure. Soon his whole body was quivering with excitement of his exploding orgasm quickly approached. Ooohs, aaahs and moans escaped from Kevin’s lips

as your body arched up off the mat. The tension was growing stronger and stronger so I released his wrists and he wrapped his large muscular arms around my back and pulled bodies even closer together. As we rocked back and forth in our embrace, our bodies slid effortlessly against each other. Finally we both reached the limits of our restraint, we could no longer contain our ultimate climaxes. Our cocks erupted in a massive flow of cum, filling every gap between our tight tomachs, mingling with the sweat in our pubes. Again and again the waves of thick white fluid issued from the tips of our cocks. With each new blast, our balls spasm and contract until they have emptied themselves and our sacs deflated and contracted tightly against our crotches. We continues to hold each other tightly. Our hands wandered aimlessly over each other’s body, searching for some part that did not receive its fair share of attention. Our hands finally slipped between our cum drenched bodies, our fingers wormed their way into each others groins until they reached each other’s spent balls, with one last heavy squeeze, we both fall asleep.

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It was not the sort of occasion when you would expect anything exciting to happen. The job I had for the summer vacation meant I had to travel around doing interviews all day and staying in Guest Houses at night.

So it was evening and I had just found this B&B. The landlady had shown me to a twin room which seemed fine. I was relaxing in the garden at a table with a parasol and enjoying a cool drink while she chatted to me about the problems of running the place.

Presently we noticed a large bus had drawn up nearby and a couple of big young men dressed in sports gear came through the garden gate and asked if there were any rooms available.

‘Is it just the two of you?’ she asked.

‘Er well no actually there are seven of us, you see we are a rugby team on tour and all the others have managed to find accommodation except us’

‘Seven! Let me see, that’s really a pity because I have three twin rooms and a double and I have just let one of the twins to this gentleman so I’m afraid I just can’t offer to take you all. I’m really sorry!’

‘No don’t worry it’s OK. And you couldn’t allow one of to sleep on a chair or something?’

‘No I’m sorry it’s all these fire regulations. We have to be so careful these days.’

I remember feeling quite sorry that they would have to go away. I always liked being with the rugby crowd even though I was not built for the game myself.

‘I would be prepared to share with one of you if that would help.’ I offered.

‘Are you really sure? You don’t have to you know! I really wouldn’t want you to feel pressured in any way’ she said.

So there it all began. I accompanied a guy called Barry up to show him my room. There was only one key and we both had cases to take up.

Looking back I don’t quite remember but I think Barry did offer himself fairly quickly and seemed very friendly. I should also point out that I had taken my shirt off to catch some of the evening sun.

‘Hey this is great! Are you sure it is OK? I mean you wouldn’t prefer to have one of the others share with you?’

I laughed. ‘I don’t know any of you but I usually find rugby players are a great crowd.’

‘Excuse me saying so but you don’t quite look like one yourself. I don’t mean that in any derogatory way. Hey! you offer to share your room then I come and insult you!! No I mean you are … no sorry! you are really just fine! What’s your name by the way?’

He suddenly looked a bit flushed. It seemed like he had started a sentence he could not complete.

‘Carl’ I replied smiling at his obvious embarrassment.

‘Actually er… I thought of having a shower and getting out of this sweaty gear. We’re going out for a meal somewhere in about an hour.’ he was getting clothes out of his case and hung up a smart suit in the wardrobe.

‘OK then here goes’ he said stripping off his clothes. ‘I’m sorry I hope you don’t mind!’ he said as he took his pants off.

‘Not at all!’ I replied emphatically as I stared unashamedly at a very impressive display of genitals.

Like all rugby players his face was rugged rather than beautiful. The most I usually got to see of players was the lower part of their thighs as they ran with the ball. I had never seen a guy like this in the nude before. I was completely captivated by him, his thick muscular neck broad shoulders, powerful hairy chest and strong running legs. A strange excitement came all over me as I watched his buttocks as he strode confidently to the shower cubicle. He left the en suite door open so I could see the outline of naked body through the frosted glass of the shower door as he soaped his body. I wished I was with him.

This was the first time I had ever got excited like this about a guy. I was so innocent then! But it seemed like I had just seen everything I liked about rugby players but had never really admitted so much to myself. I kept thinking how I must control myself and not get carried away because he was probably not at all interested in me in that way.

Very soon he came back with a towel around him and I said I would go for a shower myself. I now had a perfect excuse to follow his example and strip off right in front of him. I tried to be as casual as possible and not to look at him, but it was a huge thrill to take my pants down in front him as I knew he was watching.

I had been teased about my sexy ass at school and in sort of a way I rather liked it. So as I walked over to the shower I sneaked a glimpse over my shoulder and caught him looking at my bum. I smiled and asked him if the shower controls were complicated.

He jumped up from the bed where he had been sitting and scarcely drew the towel around himself. ‘Here let me show you! they are quite easy really but you need to get the setting right.’ He was next to me now in the cubicle with his naked body touching mine and as he leant over me to adjust the controls I felt his warm cock touch the side of my thigh.

‘How’s that! Not too hot?’

‘Oh thanks! yes that’s really fine’ I said half hoping he would stay with me and misbehave but it was premature to think such things, I told myself. So I had my shower feeling hugely excited as I fingered my soapy asshole and thought of Barry’s great cock as if that would be as near as I would ever get to the real thing.

When I re-entered the room drying myself and feeling bit embarrassed about the state of my inflated cock, I noticed Barry was reclining on the bed completely nude and reading a magazine. Looking up at me he put the magazine down and I noticed his penis looked really full. Although still partly flaccid it had got much thicker. I couldn’t take my eyes off it and as he was looking at mine I felt myself stiffening.

‘You look fantastically fit’ As I said this I was aware that my voice was a bit unsteady.

‘You look fucking terrific Carl! It’s a promise I’ve never got excited about a guy before in my life but your body!! You’re so smooth and … I have to say you’re fucking sexy!!’ he said this confidently but obviously taking his cue from the state of my cock. Then as he began running his big hand up my legs his cock stiffened into the most huge erection I had ever seen.

‘Man you have got a bum better than any fucking chick!’ his hands were on my ass cheeks now and he was pulling me towards him.

I still couldn’t take my eyes off his massive penis. It dominated all my thoughts as I went down and instinctively started to suck him. He was bone hard hot and supremely firm. I tried to take it all in my mouth; it felt gorgeous! but I couldn’t accommodate his whole length without it going down my throat. I had never in my life done anything remotely like this. I was crazy with excitement as I tasted precum oozing from his pink knob. If this wasn’t enough to drive me crazy, now Barry was pulling my buttocks apart and fingering my asshole.

Next thing he was lying straight out on his back as I continued to suck and kiss every part of his fantastic ‘Fuck Pole’ and feel his beautiful firm balls in his ample scrotum. He had got me to kneel astride him so he could get at my bum better. It was then that I felt his warm tongue gently licking at my asshole. It was the most wonderful sensation I had ever experienced!

It is odd when something like that happens and you never before realised that you had always wanted it to happen. I felt my anus relaxing as his tongue probed my sphincter. I could hear him kissing me as I got wetter amid all the saliva around my ass cherry. And his penis seemed to be getting bigger and bigger the more I sucked him.

Suddenly he grabbed me and threw me down on the bed. I felt the massive strength of his body. I wondered at his huge biceps as he turned me on my back grabbed my ankles and forced my legs back with his strong hairy arms.

Then I could see his huge dick pointing almost straight up towards his hairy stomach. I couldn’t believe this was all happening to me. It must be a cruel dream. Was I really about be fucked by this Greek god?! I had hardly thought this as I felt his finger gently feeling my anus. He had regained his composure somewhat, perhaps because I was no longer teasing his cock but he got a tube of cream and started to lube me. I just couldn’t believe how such a strong guy could handle me so gently when he was so excited.

He took his time and seemed to be applying lots and pushing his fingers in as far as he could. It felt so good I was almost crying with pleasure. I kept sighing and saying ‘thank you’ in a ridiculously repetitive way. I just wanted to submit to him and above all I longed for his cock. I was still not sure it was going to happen, it just seemed too good to be true!

Barry very methodically screwed the cap back on the tube and I could see he had positioned his body so that his powerful penis was pointing very purposefully straight at my asshole. He was looking deep into my eyes now.

‘Do you want it?’ he asked simply as he flicked his dark hair back from his brow.

‘Yes please!!’ I said having difficulty controlling my voice.

He came down on me very deliberately still looking straight in my eyes as he pushed his rigid penis into my asshole. It must have been because I wanted him so much. It could feel myself relaxing and I even pulled him towards me.

‘Ah I love you! Fuck me up my bottom Barry!!’ I was going crazy.

‘Take your time’ he said like someone in perfect command of the situation. I couldn’t reply, I was completely speechless now. I just wanted Barry to do me, I didn’t want anything else.

It soon happened; first he seemed to come in a little way then quite suddenly I felt a little pain and a wonderful feeling as this huge powerful man came right up inside me. His cock felt really hot and huge. I was overwhelmed by him; it felt like all the power of his beautiful body was right there up my rectum. All I could see was his massive broad shoulders on top of me and it felt like he was all up inside me. He started thrusting it in an out and this was driving me crazy. He was so strong and determined. He was in total command; every probe with his huge fuck pole was so deliberate inside me. My prostate was being repeatedly probed as he thrust and out of my bottom.

It was otherwise quiet in the room but as he quickened the pace the headboard started banging against the wall and you near a slurping sound as he pumped me with his huge ‘piston’. I was groaning out loud as I felt a huge sensation building deep inside my bum. He too was starting to loose his cool. Sweat beads were forming on his forehead and his arm muscles as he fucked me harder and harder.

Suddenly he seemed to screw up his face and take a deep breath then I felt his cock jerk violently inside me. It was as if all the virility and power and manliness of his huge body was about explode into me. Then I felt this powerful flush of something hot deep inside my bottom as he began to pump his virile cum into me. At first it was the sensation of feeling every squirt as he spurted his sperm laden spunk straight up my bum but then I got this intense thrill as my rectum went into this massive bout of orgasmic spasms.

There was a sharp knock at the door.

‘Hey what’s going on in there? Barry! Aren’t you ready yet?’

‘Er yes sure! Hang on I’ll be with you right now’ Someone tried the door handle but fortunately it had locked itself.

‘Come on Barry! Can we come in?’ I told Barry to put his towel around and say he had fallen asleep. It didn’t work too well!

‘Must have been a restless one!’ one of them said looking me up and down in my state of undress. I did have a towel around me but it was obvious no one believed Barry’s excuse.

‘So let’s get going then.’ Colin was doing most of the talking. ‘what about your friend. Do you want to come and have a meal with us?’ he asked looking at me as I had also dressed myself as well as I could while Barry hurriedly donned his suite. He really needed another shower after all that activity!

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June 3rd 2010
So hear I was. Exams officially over and I was sat at home bored as my friends still hadn’t finished with their revision. As usual, I went to my laptop to look at Porn and see if I could ‘relieve’ some boredom. I got to the ‘Google’ homepage and typed in ‘TieGuy UK’ and got onto the home section of the website. After watching the picture revolve I clicked on the message board after seeing Scott’s cute face in a hogtie.
Their wasn’t any new updates so I looked at a fan posted message which asked for a request for Scott.

Hi All
Wonder if there is any chance we can see Scott being tickled
V V HOT!!!

Yes that would be hot! Anything with Scott was.
Being a legal adult for exactly one month, I decided to browse the ‘Model 4 TieGuy UK’ area. I clicked the button and an application form popped up. It asked what experiences you want to enjoy and I clicked the rope bondage, tape bondage, tape gags, leather restraints, sock gags, tickle torture, handcuffs and cock teasing boxes. After that, it also asked ‘what turns you on’ so I clicked on Football kit, bare feet, other lads worn stuff, football socks, boxers, nylon, worn socks and trainers. Fetishes sorted I sent it off and waited for the reply.
June 5th
After two days of anxiously waiting and checking my e-mail inbox dozens of times, I finally got a reply form Steve aka TieGuy. He said that he was happy to set up a photo shoot and was excited to be working with me. Probably just being kind, I also hoped that one day I would be one of his favourites like my icons Scott and Spike. We had arranged to meet at his house this Thursday and I couldn’t wait to meet with him.
June 9th
The night before I had my first photo shoot with TieGuy UK, I was deciding what to pack and wear the next day. I hoped to wear some worn stuff aka anything Spike has sweated out in or cummed in – not washed. I packed three pairs of Nike nylon shorts; dark blue, black and white, three t-shirts; black, white and grey and my black trackies. I would wear trainers on the way down and these could be used during the shoot.
June 10th
The day finally had arrived, my first shoot for TieGuy UK! I was driving down to Essex just imagining the bondage I would be involved in. I was getting a tent in my jeans and couldn’t wait to put it into better use.
I got out of the car and knocked on the door to Steve’s house. He answered and let me in. We spent about half an hour talking about ourselves and our fetishes before he suggested we get a start on.
For the first shoot I was going to wear my trackies and white t-shirt in a hogtie. Steve got me to stand up and gagged me with a worn sock which stank of sweat. He put my hands behind my back and tied them with red rope before ushering me onto the floor and tying my hands to my feet. He got his camera out and started to take photos of me for the website. After taking photos he placed his video camera to get a full shot of me. Getting done onto his knees, Steve tickled the hell out of me. He tickled everywhere! My armpits, stomach, arse and thighs. With all the horny activity and bondage daydreaming I couldn’t hold it in any longer and cummed in my boxers! This was my element.
In the next shot, I wore only my white shorts and lay on Steve’s bed. He put black duct tape around my mouth and cuffed my hands to the bed. Steve did his usual photo taking and then got the camera out, oh no not again! He got onto the bed with my and attached a cock vibrator to my dick. He turned it up and watched me come for the second time, catching it all on video.
As for the final shot of the day, I finally got to wear some of Spike’s worn gear. It was his vintage purple adidas shorts and nothing else. I was secured into stocks and had the pictures taken. Gagged with a leather gag this was my only form of ‘torture’ for the day. Phew! Not another embarrassing moment.
When we had finished for the day, I was untied, cleaned myself up and left to go home. Steve had penciled me in for another shoot next Friday – just a week away and I couldn’t wait.

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Part 1

Like so many others before me I have struggled with trying to determine when it was that I discovered that I actually enjoyed and preferred sex with men. It probably wasn’t during puberty and my budding adolescence when I got some interesting life lessons from a cousin or when my best friend and I used to spend many a summer evening skinny dipping in his pool and then jacking off together afterwards….I suspect it might not have even been when I was a member of the football and basketball team and I quickly developed an appreciation for how hot some guys looked in their jocks and in the showers……how cool it was that everybody was growing into their equipment so to speak….nope….not any of those experiences……Fast-Forward………

I had completed my 4 years of college and had embarked on a path to heterosexual ‘normalcy’ (save one little drunken encounter with a guy in college) and had set out to save the world with two degrees – social work and political science and boy was I proud of that. I had taken a position in the adult world that afforded me to have the best of both of my worlds advocating and lobbying for public access to education – I even landed a position with a state legislator that let me run with the ball(s) so to speak – researching issues and developing legislation that would actually help people who couldn’t afford to go to college get in…..

Fast forwarding again – my position allowed and actually required me to travel all over the state to meet, interview and interact with college students and people just entering the work force after college. Needless to say, many trips to cool cities with lots of attractive people, lots of nights out on the town, whichever that happened to be, but then lots of lonely nights in hotel rooms – Boy did I get an appreciation for being able to use both hands equally well!

I was, on this particular trip, in the southern portion of the state on a tour that would wind its way up the coast ending up in the north in an old school town with a very prestigious private university that was as old as the pines on its coast. My boredom at night caused me to start to experiment with the internet and various porn and sex sites and, eventually, being horny was a symptom of a bigger problem….I hadn’t had sex in, well, I couldn’t remember how long. My work was forcing me to spend a lot of time talking to and interacting with very attractive college students, being invited out to dinner and out to clubs and the more I allowed myself that interaction the hornier I found myself getting with little or no luck.

On the outside I was a decent looking guy – somewhat average at 6’3, 220 lbs with brown hair, blue eyes and a linebacker/fullback style body. I didn’t have a whole lot of hair on my body and I was average in the cock department (6 ‘) … I had managed to stay fit and actually worked off a few pounds during college. I guess you could say I was the typical beef and corn-fed guy from the Midwest who, now, was thrust into the land of very attractive people in a fairly glamorous coastal state. In spite of my looks and body style I was, on the inside, very shy and not self assured at all. I could speak to the state assembly or state senate or a crowd of 5000 students but a conversation with 1 very attractive individual, on a 1-on-1 basis, was really tough for me.

As my yearnings and desires escalated so did my actions. Ultimately, I found myself interacting, with the encouragement of one of my college-age acquaintances, in a gay chat room. I was actually somewhat naïve and, by today’s standards, reckless as I filled out a profile and posted a picture of myself. It sure didn’t take long to replace that photo with a head-less shot after some of the crazy responses I got – not to mention the fact that I was working with some pretty high-profile folks and didn’t think about that initially!

After a few days I began chatting with this guy pretty regularly. As it turned out we were both named Matt and as I worked my way from the southern portion of the state, via Amtrak, on the tour of college campuses we began to start talking about the possibility of meeting when I concluded my trip in his city. The excitement of this possibility was not only concerning to me, considering my hetero roots, but also very exciting – a phenomenon I could not explain at the time.

I was at a point where I couldn’t even really focus on the job and tasks at hand and I was becoming consumed with the thoughts of what this meeting would be like. Instead of going out to dinners and the local bars, I found myself shopping for new clothes (and underwear) and chatting with him well into the evenings. The train rides, from city to city, almost became unbearable because of the anticipation of the end of the trip – now only 2 days away and I couldn’t get rid of the hard-on that seemed like it was going to be permanent.

‘Matt’ was in his late 20’s and was a graduate student at the university I spoke about earlier. He was also involved in the political world in his very progressive city. He was very masculine and downright handsome (If I was to believe it really was him in the photo he shared). He was 6’5 and weighed 230lbs….had sandy blonde hair and the most amazing blue eyes. I would just stare at the photos on my computer and wonder how on earth a guy like me could ‘land’ someone like him and, considering my roots, why, why, why am I even considering this? Surely I could go out and land a chick and get my rocks off but, for some unexplained reason, I couldn’t NOT go through with this crazy plan.

The day was here….after quick trips to two campuses I was on the train headed for the city where we would meet. I went into the restroom/shower room on the train to change from my ‘business’ attire to, what I hoped would be, my hot attire! I had chosen a light blue polo shirt (I was told it set off my own blue eyes) and a new pair of faded Silvertab jeans. Silvertabs were the most comfortable for me as they were tight in the ass but gave me plenty of room for my above-average size thighs…..and…..they were a little baggy in the front (Which would conveniently hide that permanent hard-on I already had). To complete it all, I chose a semi-snug pair of black CK Boxer Briefs that I thought looked pretty damn good on me. I had managed to develop a decent tan and was feeling pretty good about the outward appearance at least.

It seemed like every five minutes the intercom would announce when we would be arriving. The trip into the city was great as the train wound around the coast, inland into the wine country, and back towards the bay. With about 30 minutes before arrival I decided to go to the club car and get a quick cocktail just to ease the nerves. I swear the steward, or bartender, was giving me the serious once-over and some intense looks. I was starting to feel a little better – if not more aware!

Train pulls up……I had to work hard not to jump to the front of the line one minute…and the next I had thoughts of going and hiding in the shower room. Finally I got off. Matt had insisted on meeting me at the train station and taking me to his place. I was perfectly content with the idea of me getting a room somewhere close to the wharf – safer in my head and less reckless I thought but, he would have none of that. He wanted to make this a ‘date nite’….showing me a bit of the local scenery and then cooking dinner. He assured me he was an excellent cook, had some great steaks and wonderful wine, and that we would have a very relaxing evening with no pressure. If at some point I wanted to leave or go out on the town, he assured me it would not hurt his feelings.

I stepped off the train and almost passed out. I knew immediately who he was and the photos did not do him justice! Blonde hair, blue eyes, tan, muscles and pecs in a semi-tight crew neck pullover. He was tall…and I mean the ‘you totally have to look up at him’ tall. He had about two days worth of scruff but neatly trimmed and it set off his strong jaw line and kick-ass dimples (I’m a sucker for the dimples).

I do not know for certain, as it’s a bit of a haze, but I am sure I was not able to complete an intelligent sentence the first several minutes we were standing there. At one point he sort of grabbed my arm to steer me out of the station and towards his car – and he did so with a calming, gentle strength that almost made me weak in the knees. Shit…the whole package made me weak in the knees.

We dispensed with the normal touristy type stuff when he asked me what I thought I’d like to do….get my own room or go with him to his place…..my initial thought was to tell him I’d jump his bones at either place…..but all of a sudden I was concerned about sounding reckless – go figure. I was feeling totally at ease and, while my ego and self confidence were still a bit below where I wanted them to be, I was perfectly content going along with his plan. I was hungry, thirsty and, for the sake on not sounding too anxious, getting harder and hornier by the minute.

The 30 minute ride from the Wharf to his place was fairly comfortable. It gave me an opportunity to relax, calm down and try to get the persistent bulge in my pants to mellow out….thank god for those baggy silvertabs! Throughout the entire ride he kept looking over at me and smiling….setting off those dimples again. He kept the conversation light and non-threatening and it helped relax me…it was as if he knew exactly how I was feeling.

When we arrived at his place I was pleasantly surprised….a nice 2-story condo in a small gated complex….the building was a stand-alone (so no neighbors on the other side of the walls)…good size living area, nice backyard with a great patio and a hot tub. As soon as I was inside I became aware of the furnishings….clearly bachelor…masculine bachelor (which worked for me)….leather couch and chair….basic furniture….framed sports pictures on the walls etc……so I was really comfortable now.

Matt handed me a beer and said that dinner would be ready in a few minutes. He fired up the bbq and threw a couple of steaks on. He tossed a salad, pulled some au gratin potatoes out of the oven and it was on…..fast forwarding again…dinner was great….the conversation was awesome…he poured a couple a nice glasses of red wine and we were done.

Once the dishes and clean up was done he asked what I’d like to do…..of course my head was spinning and I immediately felt that stirring in my groin…..I asked him what he meant and he said ‘I wasn’t sure if you wanted to go out to the clubs…hang out here….site see’ etc….I then asked the age-old deflection question…’I dunno, what do you wanna do?’ He chuckled a bit…..thought for a minute and said…’Well, in my perfect world we’d throw on a pair of shorts and jump in the hot-tub with our drinks…and relax…but I’m not sure if you are cool with that’…..Cool with that, how could he be asking if I was cool with seeing him almost naked, hanging out and getting our drink on????? And of course, my reckless response, which just came flying out of my mouth was to say ‘well matt, in my perfect world we’d take our drinks to the hot tub with no shorts on and try to relax’…yep, there it was like the big ole elephant in the room….I couldn’t take it back now-just when I thought I had totally blown this deal he said ‘I’ll be right back’ and he ran upstairs. I was just sure he was calling somebody to give me a ride back to the train station – how could I have been so stupid and just let that come flying out of my mouth like that?

What I saw when he came back down the stairs was my own personal version of Adonis…..this handsome, blonde haired blue eyed stud had re-appeared with two towels and nothing else…..I mean nothing else…naked as a jay-bird. I am sure my jaw dropped and I was on the verge of dropping my drink….that old weak-in-the-knee thing was happening again and that twinge ‘down there’ was totally obvious….even the silvertabs couldn’t save me now. He must have realized the look on my face cuz before I could say anything he said ‘I just thought I would bring it to the level we both want and not go around it’…….with that he handed me a towel and said I could change upstairs – he was going to turn on the hot tub and the jets…..well….needless to say…he had already turned my jets on! So I headed upstairs with my bag.

I accepted the invitation, took my clothes off, wrapped the towel around my waist and headed downstairs to the back yard. When I went through the door he had his back to me leaning over the edge of the hot tub working the controls….that view was the hottest I had ever seen – no tan lines…..tight cuppable cheeks with a little dusting of that blonde hair….oh my god. Instantly there was no reason for me to be modest and I certainly couldn’t hide it as my dick jumped to attention. He turned and, thinking the back was the best view, I was totally wrong – this guy was a god…..great body as I said before and the most perfect cock I had seen – it was about 6′, pretty thick and cut….but when I looked at the whole ‘package’ I thought the guy ought to be in pictures or show biz at the very least!

Matt climbed over the edge putting one foot in the water first and when he did I got another intense view from the back….him straddling the edge of the tub with his cheeks spread a bit and the ball sack dangling a bit…holy shit…was this real?? He got in and turned around and the water came up to just about his navel. That brawny stomach and chest was making my head spin and, for a moment, I found myself second guessing this whole thing and the decision I had made – ‘What the fuck was I doing – I’m into women and yet this guy is just damn hot and it’s got my juices going’.

As I was scanning the backyard for exits and playing in my head the excuses I would use to get out of there I came back to reality when Matt said ‘Come here for a sec’ – I kind of was puzzled and he said it again in a soft and coaxing voice ….I moved closer to the tub and he raised his hand up along the side of my face – gently stroking it and running a finger down my neck to the middle of my chest and then it happened…..He leaned in and kissed me as he held the back of my neck. For the moment it was the most passionate thing I had ever experienced – it was like time stopped. When we separated he looked into my eyes and told me that he’d wanted to do that from the minute he saw me through the train window.

Part 2

Well, needless to say, that moment of passion along with his gentle verbalizing of his desire to be with me sealed the deal – I was no longer looking for exits or excuses and I dropped the towel and climbed in – even though my head was telling me that if I do this there would be no turning back I climbed in with no hesitation. It was almost one of those slow-motion moments and felt somewhat surreal as I climbed over the edge….literally AND figuratively. As I entered the water I was aware that the jets were on, there were some bubbles, the water is comfortably warm but not too hot and then I really was consumed with the moment. Matt moved to me and embraced me like has never happened to me before and again, we kissed for, what seemed like, an eternity. The kiss was sensual because as it was happening he was running his hands slowly and gently up and down my back from the top of my ass to my shoulders. He then cupped my face in his two hands and looked into my eyes without ever saying a word…well….his eyes spoke many words.

Matt sat down on one of the seats in the tub and pulled me close to him and, as I sat in front of him, I was keenly aware of two things….his cock was very hard and was resting upward along my back and my cock was rock hard as the swirling water from the jets and the intensity of the moment rocked my world.

We sat in the position for almost an hour with very little movement other than his soft caresses of my chest, pecs and stomach all the while nibbling and kissing on my neck and ears. When we spoke it was soft in tone and mostly about how enjoyable, relaxing and soothing it was. At one point Matt moved and got out to refresh our glasses of wine and when he came back he resumed the same position – it was almost like he felt it was important that this time be non-threatening and comfortable for me and it was – My inhibitions and concerns about recklessness were quickly going away thanks to him and I reveled in the realization that we were sitting there watching one of the most glorious sunsets I have ever seen (or, for that matter, paid attention to) and I was in a place that felt safe and very natural.

It wasn’t long after the sun went down that Matt stood up and reached for my hand. He suggested that we get out before we ‘shriveled up’ (Of course, in my head there was no chance of anything shriveling!). He got out first, grabbed a towel and then I got out and he proceeded to dry me off – head to toe. ‘What would you like to do now? Hang out here, get dressed and go check out a few clubs? Maybe grab some coffee and dessert?’ I responded by telling him that I was perfectly content with any of those suggestions….he then said ‘Well, in your perfect world’ and I interrupted by telling him I was perfectly content just hanging out. His response was ‘perfect-I didn’t really want to get dressed just to go get dessert!’

From that point, with towels wrapped around our waists, we lounged on the couch and nibbled cheesecake and each other while watching a short, independent film. It, again, was one of the most comfortable and natural experiences of my life. I knew then that, whether this particular encounter would materialize into something more or not, that my fate and desires and preferences were made very clear to me.

Part 3

With dessert plates washed and put away , we two Matt’s, headed upstairs and when I got in the bedroom I realized, at some point, he had snuck upstairs and lit candles and put on some very soft music. Dimly lit, the room had an air of extravagance and left me with a sense that something very special could happen.

With that gentle but strong way he has, Matt led me to the bed, undid my towel and suggested I lay down on my stomach. Not really sure what he had in store for me I was a tad bit anxious but that feeling quickly went away when I felt his strong hands rubbing massage oil into my neck and shoulders. For the next 30 minutes or so I basked in the most incredible massage I have ever, even to this day, had.

When he urged me to turn over I realized something and I said ‘Matt, this whole afternoon and evening has been incredible. You have gone out of your way to make it that way but I don’t think it’s been fair to you’

‘Why would you think that?’ I said ‘because it really hasn’t been a two way street here – dinner, the hot tub, dessert & wine, the massage – I am not sure what you are getting from all of this’

and with that he put his index finger to my lips and said ‘shhhh’ ‘but Matt’ ‘shhhhh’ and he kissed me again, that fire and passion there again, and I was lost in it.

Over the course of the next several hours I experienced feelings and sensations that I never knew were there. As we lied on the bed Matt ran his tongue from my neck the entire length of my chest and down to my toes – I can’t even begin to tell you how erotic that was. He circled the tip of my cock with his tongue for, what seemed like, days. At several points, I had to guide him away as I was just sure I was going to shoot and I wanted to ‘last’.

We sat up and I really wanted to experience the touch and feel of his body and that kick-ass dick and I told him so – he responded by saying ‘Matt, you can do or touch or taste whatever you want to…I am all yours’ so, not being one to look a gift-horse in the mouth, I embarked on a journey of touch and feel and taste. I had not had a cock in my mouth since the summer with my cousin and, though it was more than once that summer, I did not recall enjoying that like I was enjoying this.

Matt’s cock was perfect, at least in my novice mind. It was a little more than 6 inches and relatively thick. It had a nice head and he was cut…the whole thing just looked absolutely right and perfect for his body. It took me more than one try to get it all in my mouth and he was gentle and patient as he led me through the process of taking it all in. He guided me to pay attention to his balls and I licked and sucked them, taking each one into my mouth at various times. He would move his body in certain directions which focused my attention on the parts he wanted me to focus on. Somewhere in the mix of it all he took the lead and gently pushed me down on my back – again he went at my cock with his mouth and tongue but then….another feeling I had never had….he went beyond my balls to the nether-land…..and the next sensation was his tongue circling my asshole. He gently lifted my legs a bit to allow him better access and I swear he spent the next 30 minutes alternating between my hole, my nuts and my dick. At least once while his hands were massaging my chest and he tweaked my nips a bit and I thought I was going to explode then and there.

He continued the cock and ball and hole work for a few minutes and then he slowly slid himself up towards my head – his tongue never losing contact with my body and, for a minute he paid particular attention to my nipples causing me to squirm on the bed. We were face to face again and I was looking into those eyes while our cocks assaulted each other. We were both wet with pre-cum and the contact was amazing. As he was kissing my neck he said, in his passionate voice ‘Matt, I want to make love to you!!’ All I could say was ‘Isn’t that what you’ve been doing’ and, as he looked up into my eyes, I saw that smile and those dimples….damn those dimples!

Another word did not have to be said. Maybe it was the expression on my face or the look in my eyes, or maybe it was the fact that my dick was bouncing around like it was chasing something. Considering all those things, Matt then embarked on a trip that I would never forget. He inched his way slowly, and I mean painfully slow, with his tongue back down the entire length of my torso, circling my nipples for days, down my stomach and then around and over my cock. His hands rubbing my thighs as he nestled in, again, with his head between my legs. Methodically yet erotically he worked my cock and balls and hole alternating the use of his big hands and his expert tongue.

At one point, as I struggled to contain myself and touch him at the same time, I reached for his cock and realized he had slipped a condom on – this guy was amazingly smooth cuz I never heard the wrapper, I never saw him put it on and I certainly had no idea what happened next was coming.

It is almost impossible, for the sake of the story, to recall all of the intricate details of this man’s skill or the things I was feeling. It is also almost impossible to adequately describe what was going on in my head because I don’t know – all I knew at the time, and know now, is that this was turning into the most incredible experience of my life – I didn’t know where it was going, but I sure didn’t want it to end.

After I got the feel of the condom Matt realized and then he slowly and gently placed his hands on the backs of my legs and started to raise them….Instinctively I scooted down towards the end of the bed a bit and he just smiled….yep…those dimples again. I think he realized I realized and it was a go.

He grabbed a hold of the base of his dick and the outside of the condom was lubed – he rubbed his dick all around mine, my balls and then began slowly circling my hole each time placing the head at the opening. I was not at all sure what to expect at this point but I sure as hell was going to go with the flow, so to speak.

As he lifted my legs a little more he massaged my thighs and gently played with my cock. Every time he touched it another large gob of pre-cum flowed out and, at one point, he took a bit on his finger and put it in his mouth and the kissed me again. As we were kissing I felt the pressure of his dick head moving past the outer ring of my hole and as he moved it in further his kiss and touch became more and more passionate. It was then, as he was fully inside me, I think he hit the mother lode. He could tell by my reaction that he had hit the prostate and the green flag was waving. He moved his hips and slowly slid himself almost all the way out and then back in, each time hitting the nugget. As his pace increased so did the temperature in my ball sack – I truly believed I was at the boiling point and I told him so. He pulled almost all the way out and then his hands went to work on my chest as he leaned up to kiss me. Each time he would move towards my face his cock would go in a little further and then he would move down to my chest with his lips and his cock would move almost out again. I’m not sure if it was intentional to slow things down or if it was just happening because of the similarity in our body size and height but, for whatever reason, it was keeping me on an even keel as I realized he was not quite ready.

As he made his way back up and attempted to kiss me I smiled – he looked at me with his headed cocked to the side and said ‘what’ – I just looked at him and said ‘let’s do this’ and do it we did. He took me to the brink immediately as he focused more on the act rather than my body. It was almost as if he was waiting for permission and, while what he did to my ass couldn’t be considered an assault let me tell you it was intense. He decided it was time and his thrusts and pumping were almost relentless. I could literally, I think, feel the blood pumping in his dick and I loved the determination on his face. He never took his eyes off me as his balls slapped my ass and his hands never left my thighs or my balls or my dick.

The cum-gods were calling and I told him that it would only be mili-seconds and I was gonna blow – he pulled almost all the way out, smiled and then picked up the pace…each freaking time he hit the nugget harder and harder and, with an uncanny sense of me, he grabbed my dick, leaned over and stuffed it in his mouth. It was incredible because he had his dick in my ass to the hilt and, I guess because of his height, he was able to lean over and get my cock in his mouth. His thrusts were totally in sync with his mouth on my dick and…..then I blew…..I didn’t even have a chance to do anything to let him know other than grunt and let out, what I am sure was, a blood curdling scream/moan…or something like that…I pumped and pumped and pumped what I know to be the largest I’ve ever blown and he swallowed and swallowed – only losing a bit down his chin. As I was coming down a bit I realized, by the look on his face and the bulging vein in his neck that it was gonna happen now and, with that, he straightened up, grabbed the back of my legs and jammed in twice more and then let out a huge groan or scream of his own. The nerve endings in my ass were on fire as he pumped several more times before slowing down a bit but he continued to push back in to the fullest and pulling almost all the way out. This went on for a few more minutes and then I felt him begin to soften. I am sure my ass was totally numb as I didn’t even feel him pull out.

Catching his breath a bit and dispensing with the rubber he climbed up between my legs again and worked his tongue all the way, and I mean all the way, up to my neck. He rested on top of me with his legs on either side and we kissed for, what again, seemed like an eternity.

It was at that point that I realized that you could see faint traces of the sun coming up through the window blinds and, whether it was from the 22 hour day or the intensity of our lovemaking, I was exhausted and spent. I would like to think, and tell you that I came 10 times that night but I can’t. What I will tell you is that, at some point about daybreak, we fell asleep in each other’s arms. When I woke up a few hours later I was content to just lay there and listen to him breathe as he slept, spooned behind me with his arm draped over me. It was then that I realized, maybe with a little of that reckless abandon, that this would be my life.

Epilogue

I would sincerely like to tell you that, from that day on, the two Matt’s have been together but, I can’t. Our relationship was able to stand the test of time and even the 120 miles that separated our two towns. What it wasn’t able to do was stand the test of our careers and where each of us wanted our lives to be so we, after 4 years, went our separate directions. He to become a very successful and well respected college professor and I, well, the activism catapulted me into a career in politics…well not public office, but helping others get there. My traveling days have never ended and it became harder and harder to be together – mostly my responsibility and, in most respects, I truly regret that.

I will tell you that, 10 years after the split we are best friends and will always be soul mates. I will honor and love that man for the rest of my life because of who he was and who he has become and, most importantly, because he showed me who I was and am.

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I rolled my eyes for the millionth time. I could tell this going to be a long boring ass weekend. Don’t get me wrong. It’s rare for me to be home by myself, considering I live with my two brothers Jordan and Sebastian. But I’d rather be in the arms of some hot Cowboy down near the ranch they headed out to. Here I was near 20 and still a virgin. Sebastian and his chick took Jordan and his boyfriend Elliott to the ranch in El Paso. I wanted to go but he laughed and said. ‘Couples onl.’ and slammed the door in my face. Talk about a complete letdown. Even though I did have one friend, Peke and we been friends for about a little more than a year, nothing was made offical yet. I could hear Sebastian laughing telling me his famed philosaphy ‘Only tall people can be Tops and Doms.’ I was determined one day I was going to prove that theory different. One day, that I promised. Then there a knock on the door, disturbing me from my dark, bitter thoughts. I slipped on my robe and headed to the front door. I already knew who it was cause the knock was very distinctive. I opened it and the cold night air greeted me, as well as Peke.

‘HeyHot-Rod.’ he greeted me. He always calls me Hot-Rod because I have a serious Leadfoot on the highway. I call him Cowboy for the simple fact that’s what he was, at least to me. Everyone else calls me Ari, which is short for Arthur.

‘Hey Cowboy.’ I said half heartedly. My thoughts returned sooner than I thought. Sebastian’s stupid theory about being Tall has to do with being a Top really pissed me off. I’m sure there was other short guys like me that were Tops. I was fairly sure. But if there wasn’t, I was going to be the first. Peke was telling me about his life and visiting uncle Rusty was a horndog. I laughed at that. I met his uncle once kind of by accident. We were going to dinner and he was in the living room being fucked by one of those machines that fucks you. Me being a little younger than Peke, since he was almost 23, I didn’t know alot about that stuff. I was pretty simple: Rope, handcuffs bandanas and maybe some leather, which I had thanks to Jordan.

‘You haven’t been paying attention were you?’ Peke snorted.

‘Not really.’ I admitted. ‘It’s that stupid Sebastian. He said only tall people can be Tops. Can you believe it?’ I slumped in the recliner in the living room. All my anger was on my face and I didn’t even attempt to hide it. ‘He thinks that because Peke is way taller than me’ I thought bitterly. Peke was 6’4′ (6’6′) in boots, a foot taller than me. Peke leaned forwards and tried to kiss me, but I turned my face away, signaling I was not in the mood to makeout.

‘Come on Ari. People are goin’ to talk regradless. It’s just common. About 80% of people in world are Tall and Top people.’ I glared and sent my menacing look to the ceiling, muttering to myself I wish i didn’t exist or was taller, at least 5’8′, which was Jordan’s height. He noticed my face just got darker and sighed. ‘What’s it gonna take for you to snap outta this funk?’ he asked me. As if in reply, I stood up and strolled to my bedroom which was the largest one in the house considering i had a lot of junk. Peke followed behind me. My face was grim look of determination. Once I got there, I set up my camera which I was goin’ to use to videotape everything. It wasn’t the first time I used it on Peke ot any guy for that matter. Peke and I have a hidden language. He sees me with a camera, it basically means strip. So he did without me having to say anything. My face is very expressive and half glad that it is. I hated sounding like a parrot most of the time. I walked to my humongous ass closet and pulled out some old ties, bandanas and of course my rope which i only used once. At this pointhe was laying on his back, staring at me. He smiled but his eyes reflected confusion and a small bit of uncertainty. But it was too late to back out now. In a semi daze I tied him to the headboard of my bed. After I had him securely tied to the bed posts, I stared at his beautiful furry torso. ‘Hey.’ he said, snapping me out my daze. He didn’t seem to mind it though. ‘What?’ I asked.

‘Well you’re just staring at me with your mouth open.’ Peke replied. ‘You got this far, Hot-Rod. Come on. Do something to me. Something you always wanted to do.’ That list was so outragishly long. I wanted to ride him. I wanted to tease his nips until he begged me to stop. He read my eyes and said. ‘Go for it.’ I climbed on top of him and started by sucking his sensitive nips. He howled and flinched a little. Maybe I surprised him or pulled too hard. Then I took off my robe and slid my dick in his naval. He gasped and moaned at that. I rubbed my hard dick into his furry pits which made him wild as he tried to close his pit onto my dick.

‘In all my life, I never imagined this!’ Peke gasped as I climbed off and switched on the camera and held up one of the ties. ‘what are you going to do with that?’ he asked when the answer was quite obvious but I replied, ‘You’ll see.’ As I tied it around his eyes. ‘Hey.’ Peke said trying to find my face which was just out of reach. I jogged to Jordan’s room to borrow his lube and as well found a box of condoms. I was always really cautious. Just never know cause well, shit happens.

‘Ari? Buddy? I’m freaking out.’ Peke whimpered a little bit, snapping me out my oasis again. I jogged back into the room and kissed him. He smiled again and laughed. He felt the condom go on his dick. ‘Huh?’ he asked preplexed.

‘I’m goin’ ridin’.’ I told him, lubing up my asshole. I knew this was going to hurt like hell. I just knew it cause Jordan told me the first time is usually the worst. But I gathered all my courage and went for it. The nagging theory of Sebastian made me angry and horny both at the same time. So I mounted on. It didn’t take Peke long to find out what I was doing. He gasped as he bent his knees to my back, giving me some support and so I could lean back without falling on my head. He thrusted his huge pole up me. I felt like I was riding metal. My tight hole preventing him entry till I sat down on his cock it went past the muscle and I swore it was just inches from my prostate. It was hell but the pain faded shortly. I was now liking the fact of Peke’s hard prick up in me. Sebastian didn’t like cowboys like I did and now I was having my first.

Not with just anyone though.

I was here, riding a Cowboy who was taller than I was. With the camera rolling as proof that the shorter guy could be a top — if the other guy allowed it of course. But all too soon I was close and he was too. But I had an idea as I hopped off, surprised at the odd feeling now slowly vanishing. I jerked my dick right next to his hairy pit. He looked toward my direction cause I was breathing heavily. ‘Hot-Rod what the hell…’ He didn’t finish his question and I couldn’t get any words out before I came all over his pit and side of his face. Peke stuck his tongue out and licked the sides of his face and I moved closer so he could clean my dick with his tongue. This was without a doubt the funniest yet most awkward thing I done. I hopped off and switched off the camera. I watched it again minutes later after Peke was untied and streching his stiff arms. He didn’t take off the blindfold however, he just leaned in towards me and kissed the nape of my neck. This time I allowed it. He stayed the weekend and we fucked about half a dozen more times with me as a Top each time. Sevastian and Jordan came home late Monday afternoon. I waited in the living room with the DVD already in the player, considering Peke and I watched it at least a dozen times.

‘What you smiling about?’ Sebastian demanded in place of hello.

‘Watch.’ I replied as I turned on the player. At once Sebastian’s mouth hung open in shock and horror. That right there, in full color was the proof I had to finally contradict his bullshit theory.

‘But there’s no way…’ he started.

‘Take your bullshit theory to the bank and sell.’ I sneered as I called his girlfriend about my proof (since Sebastian her the same shit as well since she was almost the same height as me) She came about an hour later red as a tomato. I handed her my rope and handcuffs and my camera to show to her friends if needed be. What happens to Sebastian my stupid ass older brother?

Ah but that’s another story for another time. Ha Ha.

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