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During the barbecue, Buck had told me to meet him at the clearing after ten thirty. I was looking forward to the action.

When I arrived at the clearing, I was surprised at what I found. When I entered the clearing, there on the ground was the blanket Buck had brought before and on one corner was a shirt and a pair of jeans, but no Buck.

As I turned, looking around, I heard a voice to my left and slightly behind me.

“Something came up and Buck couldn’t make it. He told me to meet you and said I wouldn’t be disappointed.”

Turning, I saw Derek standing there, totally nude except for his boots. His cock was rock hard and pointing upward at a forty-five degree angle.

My heart raced as I said, “Well, I certainly know that I’m not disappointed and I hope you won’t be.

As I said it, Derek stepped up to face me and said, “I’m sure I won’t be.”

Leaning forward, Derek began tongue kissing me and as he did, he unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the ground. The kiss ended and stepped back saying, “Get comfortable.”

I immediately stripped and seconds later we were down on the blanket, again kissing and making out. Derek flipped around and a hot sixty-nine began.

I eagerly swallowed his seven inch slightly thick cock entirely as he swallowed my cock. We sucked lovingly and before long fed each other our loads which, of course, we each swallowed.

“That was great,” Derek said. “I’m glad to see your a swallower.”

“Always! Cum is too precious to spit out and waste.”

“I agree totally,” he replied.

We cuddled and fondled while we talked. Before long we were both hard again.

Derek looked at me and said, “Buck said you really know how to use that cock of yours when you have it up a guys ass. I want to find out. Fuck me.”

Fuck him, I did. Slow and gentle, hard deep and rough, rotating, I fucked his ass every way I could think of and he said he loved it. And he certainly knew how to pleasure an ass with his cock. Soon, we each had to return to the compound.

“Will I see you again?” I asked.

“You can count on it.”

We returned on separate paths as Buck and I had done.

The next day, I saw Buck at the sable and went to talk to him.

“Sorry you couldn’t make it last night. What came up?”

“Nothing. I just thought you and Derek needed to be alone and get to know each other. In fact, he said you gave him the best fuck he had ever received.”

“Oh really? Well be sure to tell him it was one of the best asses I’ve fucked.”

“Cool it, here comes the fucking owner.”

Buck immediately began explaining what he was doing and why. The owner arrived and asked, “Mr. Rogers, how’s your stay so far?”

“Great,” I replied. “Buck has been so gracious to explain to me what it takes to care for a horse and the equipment. I’m a city boy and knew nothing.”

“I’m glad to hear that you’re being taken care of. If he gets to be a problem, just let me know.”

“Sir, he’ll get tired of me before that happens.”

The owner left and I turned to Buck and said, “Man, what an asshole.”

“Don’t I know it. We all know it. One of the other hands happen to over hear him on the phone a while back. he was telling someone that he wished business would die down so he could cut back on the help and eventually file bankruptcy and get out from under his debts. He makes a bundle here but gambles it away. He’s going to Vegas this weekend.”

“If he gets his wish all of you would be out of a job.”

“Exactly,” Buck replied. “But we do enjoy it when he leaves. His assistant is one of us and when the asshole goes to Vegas, he gives those of us that are gay an evening off to get together out at the campsite.”

“Does he join you?”

“Always. His name is Carl Wilson. You may have met him.”

“Yes, I did. He was in the office when I arrived. I never dreamed he was gay also.”

“Oh yea. Totally.”

“So, with the boss gone, will the group be getting together one night?”

“Yea, Friday night.”

“Man, I’d love to go along but I realize that it’s you guys time together.”

“I can ask if they mind if you join. I know Derek and I would love to have you.”

“That would be awesome,” I replied.

I left and on Friday morning I saw Buck talking to Carl. He had told me Carl was forty-one, the oldest of the group. As they talked, I noticed Carl look my way, then I saw Buck smile. I hoped it was a good sign.

Carl left and Buck entered the stable. Once out of sight of anyone else he motioned for me to join him. I almost ran to the stable.

“Ive talked to the others and that all were excited about having a guest join us. Derek and I both vouched for you, but Carl has the final decision.”

“And?” I asked excitedly.

“He agreed.”

“Fuck yea!” I said, almost yelling it.

“We’ll meet at the office at ten tonight. We’ll take two vehicles. We have to be back by six Saturday morning, then work all day with no sleep, so don’t expect any sex Saturday night.”

“Hopefully, I won’t be up to it.”

Buck laughed and I returned to my cottage to nap in preparation for the nights activities.

I arrived at he office just before ten. Buck and Derek were there, talking to Carl. As the others arrived, buck introduced me. There was Josh Sims, Brad Parker, Don Jacobs, and Jim Davis.

Jim was the head cook and the others were regular ranch hands. During the evening I found out that Jim was thirty-one, Josh was thirty, Don was twenty-nine, and Brad was the youngest at twenty-five.

We got into our vehicles and headed to the campsite, with me riding with Carl, Buck and Derek. Buck and Derek were in the back seat.

As we puled out, I said I was curious about what they told the others about them going off together. Carl began laughing.

“All the employees eat late, so when we have these outings, Carl slips a sedative into their food. by the time we leave they are all passed out cold in their beds. We’re always back before they get up.”

“Nice,” I said, “and the boss never knows.”

“Nope,” Carl said.

“Buck laughed and said, “Carl, tell Mark what Carl does to the old man.”

“Carl laughed and said, “Many nights before Jim serves the old man his dinner, he and others will jerk off on his food before it’s served to him. He has no idea it has cum in it.”

“I fucking love it. He deserves it,” I replied.

I soon heard movement in the back seat and turned to see Buck and Derek stripping off their clothes. Carl glanced over at me and said, “Fell free to join them.”

I did and soon the three of us were nude except for our boots. Carl turned on the inside light ald looked over at me. “Nice. Very nice,” he said, as he reached over and grasp my stiffening cock.

Thirty minutes later we arrived at the campsite and as we got out of the cars, I noticed that the three passengers in the other car were nude also.

Jim had been driving the other car and soon he and Carl were both nude.

All the others came up to ‘check me out’, before spreading blankets on the ground.

Carl spoke up and said, “Mark, on these outings we don’t ask to have sex with each other. We just go for it with whomever we desire. By the time we go home we have usually had sex with all the others.”

Brad may have been the youngest but he had the biggest cock. it was every bit nine to nine and a half inches long. I went for it, kneeling in front of Bard and deepthroating him, burying my nose in his thick curly pubic bush.

“Holy shit!” I heard one of the guys say. “Look at him swallow that pole.”

I soon brought Brad to a massive climax and devoured every drop of his huge load.

As I pulled off, Brad said, “Guys, line up. You’re in for a real treat from this stud.”

So it began. I stayed on my knees and sucked them all dry, one after the other, swallowing every load. Derek and Buck let the others go first.

During the evening, everywhere you looked someone was either sucking cock, getting fucked or being rimmed. Several times I had a cock in my mouth and ass at the same time. And once, Brad and I double fucked Carl, but the highlight of the evening, other than sucking all of them one after the other was having Brad fuck me with his huge cock while the others watched.

By the time we headed back to the compound, we were all drained, physically and sexually.

I fell into bed and awoke after three that afternoon.

During the remainder of my stay, every night i went to the clearing and met one of the guys. It was awesome.

All to soon, my vacation ended. Buck and I exchanged phone numbers and e-mail addresses and kept in touch. He did take a few days off a few months later and visited me and it was beautiful. I really cared for Buck.

Then, almost nine months after my visit, i got a call from Buck.

“Hey,” I said when I saw his name on my caller ID.

“Hey, babe, how’s it going?”

“About the same. Still keeping the company accounts in order. How’s it going for you?”

“Well, that’s why I called. I really need to see you in person and soon.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“I’d rather tell you in person. Can you get some time off and come out here?”

“To the ranch?”

“Yea. The sooner the better.”

“You sound desperate. Let me see what I can do and I’ll call you back.”

“Make it soon, please,” he said before hanging up.

He had me worried. The next morning I told my boss that an emergency had come up and that I needed a week off. He readily agreed.

I finished the day and as soon as i got home i called Buck and said I would start out first thing the next morning.

“When you get here, Carl will be expecting you.”

I left the next morning and drove straight to the ranch. I arrived and Carl greeted me with a smile. “Good to see you again, stud. Buck’s waiting for you. Come with me.”

I followed and he led me down a hallway to an office. “Go on in.”

I opened the door and entered to find buck behind a large desk. “What the fuck?” I asked.

He got up and came to me and after a hot welcoming kiss he said, “Sit down. I have a lot to tell you.”

We went to a large sofa and sat down, turned slightly to face each other. He began his story.”

“My grandfather lived in town and owned a large trucking company. He passed away about six months ago, and being his only living relative I inherited the trucking company and everything else he had. To make it short, I became very rich. The owner here was making life miserable for all of us trying to make us quit. i came to him and tole him to give me a price and I’d buy him out. I had already check and knew what the place was worth. Mark, the son-of-a-bitch had no idea what it was worth. He quoted me a price that was about fifteen percent of the actual value. I jumped at it and bought him out, lock, stock and barrel as the saying goes.”

“Damn, Buck, I’m glad for you and the guys and I’m sorry about your grandfather, but why did you need to see me. You could have told me all this on the phone.”

“I’ve got an offer for you. You’re an accountant, right?”

“Yea.”

“Well, I desperately need a full time accountant to handle the books for the trucking company and the ranch. I’ll pay you what you’re making now plus fifty percent more. What do you say?”

“Damn, this is totally unexpected. I’d have to pack up everything, find a place to live and get moved.”

“Sell everything you don’t need. Live here with me and the guys. Please!”

“I’ll have to give at least a weeks notice, sell my shit, then get moved. It could take a few weeks.”

“Then you’ll do it?”

“Yea, I will.”

He grabbed me and kissed me passionately then said, “How about some sex?”

“Definitely,” I replied.

Soon we were both naked and on his carpeted floor in a sixty-nine. Once we had brought each other to a climax and swallowed, he asked, “You want to suck Carl also?”

“Have you ever seen me turn down a cock to suck?”

He went to his phone, pressed a button and said “Carl, come to the office, please.”

Seconds later, Carl came in and seeing us nude smiled. “He wants your cock,” Buck told him.

Carl smiled bigger and walked over to me and dropped his pants. I was still on the floor so I got to my knees and devoured Carl’s stiffening cock, soon swallowing his load also.

“Carl, he’s agreed to take the job,” Buck told him.

Carl was glad nd said the others would be also. Buck said he wasn’t telling them anything until I moved in permanently.

I spent three days there, and again had sex with all the guys, not in the clearing but in the main house in a spare bedroom. Buck’s bed was reserved for me and him.

I returned home and gave my resignation. I sold what I could and donated the rest to charity. With a small U-Haul trailer behind my car, I arrived at the ranch two weeks later.

Buck called a meeting of all the employees and told them that I was now the accountant and if anything was needed they would need to see me.

About a month later, Buck came to my office and said he had been thinking about something.

When I asked what, he said, “I’m thinking about making this a gay nudist ranch. What are your thoughts?”

“I think it will work,” I said, but what about the straight employees?”

“I’ll give them a severance package if the decide not to stay. I’m sure they won’t stay when they find out that employees will be nude also.”

He held a meeting and made the announcement. All but four hands gave their resignation. We found out that the four that stayed were also secretly gay.

He hired other gay hands to replace the ones that left, and immediately changed the web site to read that it was a nude dude ranch catering to the gay male. things were slow for a coupe of months but soon began to pick up. After six months we were booked weeks ahead.

I divided my time between the ranch and my office at the trucking company. Buck had a very capable man running it for him.

To our pleasant surprise, we found out that some of the guest we had were drivers for the trucking company.

Both businesses were doing great and we were thrilled.

It was so fucking hot to be able to walk around the ranch nude and see all the other hands and guest nude, many frequently had boners.

Then, one night after Buck and I had eaten dinner, he came to me and held me and said, “Mark, I’ve fallen deeply in love with you. Will you be my life partner?”

“Buck, I love you , too, and I will definitely be your partner for life.”

WE made the announcement to the employees and they were thrilled. One laughed and said, :Well, there goes our sex with the boss.”

“Not at all,” I replied. “We have both agreed that we will have an open relationship but will not under any circumstances stay overnight with anyone unless the other is present.”

Well, that’s my story of my visit to a dude ranch and the events that followed. I couldn’t be happier.

THE END

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I’m sitting in bed eating wheat toast and egg whites. Joe is naked, shaving in the bathroom mirror. I’m so amazed by that man. I watch him closely. Shaving seems almost an art form to him. He starts with a downward motion around his sideburns, and then goes to his upper lip. Then he shaves his chin, and saves his neck for last. He shaves every morning, but by the time he walks in the door in the evening, he has a stubbly face. It always tickles my thighs when he’s going down on me, or rimming me. I do enjoy the bristles against my neck and cheeks though, when we’re cuddling or making out. I giggle out loud, thinking about this morning. Joe turns with a smirk, and I wink.

I was dreaming about a cruise. Joe and I were in the pool, playing around and there was a large wave approaching. I closed my eyes, and it stopped. Then I felt Joe rubbing up against me, and I realized I was awake. I lean into him, and feel his warmth against me. He wraps his arms around me, pulling the sheets around with them. I slide my right foot up in between his hairy legs, feeling the tingle run up my body. He moans deeply in my ear, rubbing his stubbley face against the back of my neck.

“Good morning sexy.”

“Good morning Joe.”

I arch my back with a half stretch and my ass is greeted by his morning wood.

“Ooh, feels like someone’s wide awake.”

He moans again and slowly presses into me. I feel the head of his dick slide softly up my ass crack, and to the dip in my lower back, as the shaft harbors peacefully in between my cheeks. I contract my ass muscles instinctively, and he moans again. In his low, raspy morning voice, he whispers

“I had a dream about us in the mountains. We were in a cabin overlooking a valley, and I was making love to you on the porch, just us and mother nature…”

I feel his dick throb against me. My own dick is slowly hardening, thinking about us being naked outside. Vulnerable. Liable. It was erotic and intimidating. I would only do public sex if I could be underneath Joe, hidden from public view, and if there was a blanket involved.

I feel Joe tighten his grip, and the soft brush of his chest hair against my smooth back. He’s kissing my shoulder, and running his hands up and down my chest. His arms flex on either side of me, and I feel secure and helpless at the same time. I go limp in this grasp, as he slowly turns us, so I’m face down, and he’s grinding on top of me. He loosens his grip, propping his elbows on either side of me. I stretch my arms up under a pillow, resting my face in the softness. I sigh and arch my back, as Joe’s lips move down my spine. He kisses along the ridge, and back up, gliding his hard dick deeper in between my cheeks. He hasn’t trimmed his body hair in a couple weeks, and his bush has become a thick comfortable coating, against my smoothness. He reaches over, and pulls a bottle of lube from the bedside table, slowly dribbling some over his dick, in between my cheeks. He’s pulling my left cheek, and dribbling lube down inside of me. I squirm slightly, and he quickly lets go, allowing the lube to warm against our skin. He continues to grind, as he adjusts his legs inbetween my thighs, pushing them apart. I pull the up, pressing my hardon into the pillowtop mattress, and giving Joe more access.

He’s kissing up my spine again, and his shaft is sliding against my smooth opening. I contract and release against his shaft, and he moans.

“I feel you wanting me, I’ll be inside soon boo.”

I sigh, and bury my face in the pillow. He’s teasing me…

After a few minutes of moans, and an occasional slurp from my lubed ass against his dick, Joe pulls at me, and I turn over onto my back. He’s staring into my eyes, and I feel my face blush. He smiles on one side, and leans in, kissing me softly on the forehead, then working his way down the side of my face, taking an earlobe in his mouth and nibbling. Drives.Me.Crazy. His whiskered chine is aginst my jawline, and his perfect teeth are softly biting at my lobe. I can feel his breathing inside my ear and I giggle. He giggles too, in his deep morning voice. His chest hair is rubbing against me, and he props up on his elbows to look me in the eyes again. I reach up and run my hand through his curly chest hair. He flexes his chest and I run a finger down the center crease.

“Damn, those eyes.”

He leans in and our lips meet. I slide my legs up, drawing him closer to me. I pull up at the waist, and his dick immediately falls into position under my balls. I slowly start grinding at the hips, massaging his dick with my ass. He lets out a sigh, and thrusts in, meeting my welcoming hole. He pokes a bit, and I open up. He’s entering me slowly, and I tingle up through my stomach. My hands are at his back, and I feel every muscle flex, as he pushes deeper inside me. He’s hitting my spot repeatedly, and I bury my face in his neck, moaning loudly. I smell the L’Occitane lemon soap we use in the shower, mixed with pheramones. He’s so sexy. I feel myself getting closer and closerm he senses me building up, and slows his motions. He pulls out gently, and moves himself down, taking me in his mouth. He’s sucking me softly, and gently, putting two fingers inside of me, and pressing upward, against my prostate. I moan, and put my hands in his hair, pulling and pushing at him. He presses firmly down with his fingers, and runs his tongue up under my shaft. I blow wildly inside of him. I’m thrusting my hips, and pulling his hair.

“Oh God Joe…Mmmmm Baby.”

He finishes milking me, and moves his way back up my body, pushing his dick inside again. He throbs a little inside, and brushes his face against mine.

“I gonna put my babies in you Lex…I’m gonna cum inside.”

I purr his name in his ear, and wrap my legs around his waist. He’s quickening his speed, and grunting deeply in my ear. His breath is quickening against my skin, and he’s starting to sweat a little. I pull the sheets, as they slide off, giving us air. He’s moaning about wanting to cum so bad, and he’s pulling my body close, with his arms around my back.

“Oooh Baby, I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum…I’m cumming boo.”

I feel him release inside of me, his dick twitching and spasming, pushing his cum inside of my deepest spot. I nibble on his neck, and he moans. I feel his moist body flexing and breathing deeply against me. He slows his motions, and lays on top of me. I’m holding him, and running my fingers up and down his back. I run my left hand down his muscular back, and feel the hairs at his lower back. They’re moist and flat against his skin. He props himself up, and we make out for almost a minute. His tongue running inside my mouth, playing at the back of my teeth. I bite playfully at his lip, and we both giggle. We stare in each other’s eyes. He’s whispering about how good it feels, and I’m telling him how big he is, and that I want him inside, always. He makes his dick jump inside me, and I moan. We’ve only an hour til we have to leave the apartment, so he slowly pulls out of me, a slight slurp escapes as he exits. We slide off the bed, and go to shower.

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At the age of thirteen, I began experimenting in sex with other males, mainly a couple of my school buds. By the age of sixteen I knew i was totally gay and was strongly attracted to the cowboys that worked on some of the area ranches.

I was raised in a small town in the west, the son of a bank executive. I love visiting the local feed store and checking out the ranch hands that came in for supplies. Most had the sleeves cut out of their shirts and looking at their hot muscular builds, strong arms, and tight jeans always turned me on.

Only once was I able to experience sex with one of them and he only wanted a blow job.

He had seen my looking at the nice bulge in his tight jeans. Walking up to me he asked, “You see something you want?”

“What do you mean?”

“Fuck, kid, don’t play innocent. I saw you looking at my crotch. If you want it be a man and say so. Do you want it?”

“Uh, yea.”

“Go to the old restroom out back. I’ll meet you there.”

I did and a few minutes later he arrived. Walking up to me, he opened his pants and shoved them down.

“I’m horny and all I want is a blow job. Get on your knees and start sucking.”

I did and after I got him off and swallowed, I stood up and he said, “Now stay here for fifteen minutes until I leave and if you tell anyone about this, your ass is mine.”

I nodded and watched him leave. I saw him numerous times after that but he acted as if we had never talked, completely ignoring me.

I graduated high school and later college and got a job with an accounting firm in a larger town on the other side of the state still in the ranching area. My lust for cowboys was as strong as ever.

We got a weeks vacation for each six months that we worked. I let mine build up and after two years, I had two weeks built up. I had found out about a nice dude ranch that was a five hour drive away. I called and made reservations for a single cottage.

I left work early on Friday and drove to the ranch, arriving about eight. I was shown to my one room cottage by the manager and told he would have someone give me a tour the next morning.

My one room cottage had a sitting area with TV, a sleeping area, and in one back corner a small kitchenette, and in the other corner a small bathroom with shower.

Saturday morning I was up early and was sitting on the porch drinking coffee when a hot muscular cowboy approached.

“Mr. Rogers?” he asked.

“Yes, that’s right but please call me Mark.”

“I’m Buck Taylor. I’ve been asked to give you a tour of the ranch. You ready?”

“Definitely,” I replied.

We headed out and he showed me the pool and jacuzzi area, game room, dining hall and library.

During the tour, we talked and i found out that he was twenty-six and had been employed at the ranch since he was seventeen. As we approached the stable, he said, “This is my area. I’m in charge of the care and feeding of the horses used for the trail rides e take the guest on. We have one leaving at nine. Have you signed up yet?”

“No, is there still time?”

“Sure. Just go by the guest service desk and sign up and get a schedule of activities.”

I thanked him for the tour and headed for the office. I signed up and got the schedule.

I returned to my cabin and put on my jeans and boots and got ready for the ride. I was the first one at the stable and when I walked in, I found Buck saddling up the horses.

“Have you ever ridden before?” he asked after greeting me.

“Just a little back in my teen years.”

“Well, I’ll give you a nice gentle horse,” he said with a laugh.

I couldn’t help but steal glances at his nice bulge. He caught me a couple of times and slightly smiled but never said anything.

A few minutes later another cowboy came in.

“mark Rogers, meet Derek Carter. He’ll be assisting me on the ride today.”

We shook hands and Derek was as hot as Buck was. I found out that he was twenty-eight but had only worked at the ranch for two years.

We left on the ride and about noon we stopped for lunch on the far side of the lake from the main area. They had sent a wagon out with box lunches for us. After lunch we continued and returned to the ranch about four.

The ride was awesome, and gave us some spectacular mountain views. Upon our return Buck announced that on Monday evening, there would be a short sunset ride to watch the sun set over the mountains.

I knew that I somehow had to find a way to seduce Buck. I suspected that he played because of his teasing me. I say that because at lunch if he saw me glancing at his crotch, he would very casually rub his hand across it.

Sunday morning I saw Buck enter the stable and walked over to visit with him. Guest were allowed anywhere on property except the hands living quarters. That was totally off limits.

As Buck and I visited, I told him that I’d love to hear of his life as a ranch hand and asked if he would like to visit me, thinking that if i got him in my cottage, I might be able to seduce him.

“Mark, we are not allowed to fraternize with the guest except at the activities, suck as the evening barbecue or on the rides. If we do, it could mean out jobs.”

“Well, I wouldn’t want anything like that to happen,” I told him.

“Thanks.”

We talked a little and I left. During the day, I spotted several other hands that were also hot. Most looked to be in their twenties but a couple were over thirty but still hot as hell.

Later that night, I was sitting on my porch in the dark, enjoying the cool breeze and all the bright stars in the clear night sky.

It was near ten, when I saw a figure slowly sneaking around the stable, frequently looking around as if to see if anyone else was out.

He passed the front of the stable and turned down the left side. I couldn’t see that side so I left my porch and hurried to the stable, peeking around the side. As I did, I saw the man reach a side door and look around.

He quickly opened the door and slipped in. In the dim light from inside I saw it was Buck that was acting so secretive.

Curious, I eased to the door and after a moment, I slipped in silently. I eased farther into the stable and soon heard a rustling sound from one of the stalls next to the wall I as by. I eased to the corner and peered around carefully.

I was in the back of the stable where there were unused stalls. In the very first one to my left I saw Buck laying on a pile of hay, totally nude.

Next to him were three gay porn magazines,open to pages of hot muscular guys sucking and fucking. with his left hand he was using a nice size life like dildo in his ass and he stroked his cock with his right. I knew I had my chance to get him.

I silently stripped and with my hard cock pointing the way, I eased around the corner to the open gate of the stall.

Buck was laying with his head toward me and his feet away from me. i was able to get almost right up to him without being seen.

I softly said, “Do you need any help?”

He jumped and tried to hide the dildo and magazines.

“No need to hide them. I’ve seen everything your doing.”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Well, I saw you sneaking around and thought someone was up to no good and decided to check it out. But I admit, I like what I found.”

As I talked, I moved closer and was soon kneeling next to his waist. I reached out with one hand and grasp his cock and began stroking it. with the other hand I began working the dildo in his ass.

He just lay there, looking into my face. I smiled and leaned forward and swallowed his entire cock.

“Oh, Fuck!” he whispered.

I continued sucking and soon brought him to a massive climax. After taking his load, I hungrily swallowed every drop.

Without saying anything, he rolled to his side and slid down so his face was at my cock. He eagerly swallowed it and began sucking me as i continued working the dildo in his ass. As horny as I was, it didn’t take me long to fill his mouth with my load. He took my entire load before he swallowed.

I eased the dildo out of his ass and lay it aside before he sat up.

“Mark, please don’t say anything about this to anyone.”

“I have no intention of it. It’s no one else’s business. I’ve wanted to suck you since I met you.”

“I figured that by the number of times I saw you looking at my crotch. I’ve wanted you also.”

He leaned toward me and we kissed passionately, trading our hot wet tongues.

After the kiss, I told him that I hoped we could get together again and soon. He said it might be possible.

We both dressed and I eased out of the stable first and saw him come out about fifteen minutes later.

On Monday, I used the pool and weight room during the morning. I had signed up for the sunset ride and when it was time I headed for the stable.

I was the first one there as Buck led the horses out of the stable. Seeing me he smiled and said “Hi.”

“Hi, yourself. I sure enjoyed last night.”

“So did I,” he replied. Then glancing toward the lake, he said, “You see that path along the lake?”

“Yea, why?”

“Tonight after ten-thirty, head down it. About three hundred yards down there will be a fork. Take the trail to the right and about fifty yards down it there will be a clearing on your right. I’ll meet you there.”

“I’ll be there,” I said.

At the appointed time, I took my stroll down the path. I found the fork and went to my right. Fifty yards down, I found the clearing and when I entered, I found Buck already there. He was totally nude and laying on a blanket.

“What a nice surprise,” I said.

“I hope you’re going to join me.”

“Try and stop me,” I replied, and immediately stripped. I lay next to him and he rolled toward me and we began kissing passionately.

After the kiss, we flipped into a sixty-nine and hungrily began sucking each others hard cock. We slowed our sucking to make it last longer, but before long we both climaxed simultaneously and swallowed.

Then came another hot passionate kiss.

After the kiss, I asked if he got much sex on the ranch.

“Seldom from the guest,” he replied.

“From you answer, it makes me wonder if your having sex with other hands.”

“Some, but not often enough. We have to be very careful.”

I asked about his quarters and he said that they each had a private room with sitting area and sleeping area and small kitchenette but all had to use a communal toilet and showers.

“What about in your room?”

“Mark, only seven are gay that I know of. That leaves twelve that we all think are totally straight. In conversation, a few have expressed their hatred for gays. If they suspected anything, we’d be reported in a heartbeat.”

“What about Derek? I think he’s hot and would love sex with him.”

“He’s on our side,” Buck replied.

“Nice. Maybe you can set up a three way with him.”

“Let me see what I can do.”

We kissed more and made out and when again hard e fucked each other lovingly, filling each others hole with our load.

We dressed and headed back to the compound, with me taking the same route back and Buck going off in another direction.

On Wednesday evening there was a barbecue for the guest and hands. It was delicious and the beer flowed freely. As it began to end, Buck came up to me and said softly, “The clearing in one hour.”

“Got it,” I said.

I waited and in just over an our, I casually made my way to the clearing.

When I arrived, I was surprised at what I found.

TO BE CONTINUED……….

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“Hey Guys, see you boys later.” Rocco shouted from the patio door.

“Don’t drown and don’t be naughty.” Sean chuckled his good-bye’s to me and Shawn where we were busy fooling around in the pool.

“You mean don’t fuck…. Just look at the kids, nude in the pool! What became of morality in this house?” Rocco tried to sound like a concerned dad.

“Yea Dad, we will be good boys, enjoy your evening and set a good example … don’t call us to bail you out.” I laughed in reply.

“So, first time we’re alone at home. What you say we order a pizza and just chill?” Shawn was not in a party mood after a hectic week at the varsity.

“Yea, we have much to catch up about each other.” Since we moved in together I was looking forward to quality time with Shawn.

Shawn was the first out of the pool. He looked at me with his awesome smile. Water was dripping from his hot muscled body and it made him even more handsome. “You come?”

“Give me a hand.” I said and held my hand out to him.

Shawn pulled me out of the pool and in the same motion he pulled me close to him. Immediately we embraced each other.

“I love you so much babe.” Shawn said as he kissed me.

“I love you too and I want to share the rest of my life with you.”

“You know, if it was not for Marc that stopped me from running away that day……”

“Yea, he and Sean played it so cool to make you jealous.”

“And it work… I owe them big time.” Shawn confessed to me.

“Come let me dry you.”

We spent a few minutes to dry each other. By the time we had all the water off our bodies we were rock hard. Shawn took my hand and we went inside the house. While he ordered the pizza I opened a bottle of wine and lit a few candles in the living room to set a romantic atmosphere.

I was just about done when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” Still in the nude, Shawn passed me on his way to the front door.

I just smiled, wandering what the pizza guy would think when a nude guy opens the door.

Nudity was a normal thing and within the house rules. What else could be expected with six hot, horny muscle jocks in one house?

The house rules were quite simple and were all agreed on during the first two days after Marc, Rico, Sean, Rocco and Shawn moved in with me. The rules were all mandatory and also applied to guests, unless stated otherwise. Known as the 7 golden rules of the house, they were:

1. All boys will go commando

2. Clothes are optional in and around the house – nudity preferred

3. No solo j/o – a buddy must give you a hand and he is compelled to do it whenever asked to assist

4. Sex where ever and whenever you want – also allowed with any house member

5. No single showers allowed and it’s everyone’s duty to wash another guy

6. No knocking on doors – walk into a room whenever you want

7. If walking in on guys having sex, you may stay and watch or join – depending on the mood of the guys involved.

I could hear some serious conversation at the door. After some time, Shawn returned with the pizza and joined me where I was sitting on the floor with my back against the couch.

“You know the guy?” I asked Shawn while handing him a glass of wine.

“One of the team members.”

“Must I be jealous?”

“Wellllll…….. mmm…. The way he looked at me…..” Shawn smiled.

“What did he say?”

“Invited me to spend next weekend with him….. just the two of us…. In a cabin…. On the lake…. To know each other better……” Shawn was now teasing me.

“And are you going?” I played along.

“Depends…..” Again Shawn’s awesome smile.

“That will be a big mistake.”

“Why?”

“He can’t give you what I can.”

“Well…. Maybe I must find out what he can offer.”

“Then you will never know what I can offer you.” I tried to fake a spiteful attitude.

“To risky…. Maybe I must find out what you have to offer.”

“And then try him out as well?”

“Depends on how good you are.” Shawn enjoyed teasing me.

“Ok…. Come let me show you.” I spread my legs and tapped my hand on the carpet between my legs, indicating to Shawn to come and sit between my legs.

As soon as Shawn was between my legs I put my arms around him, with my hands cupping his hard pecs. Shawn’ body was perfect! Hard muscles, soft skin…..

I played a bit with his nips then slowly moved one hand down his rock hard eight pack abbs till I reached his dick. All the time that I felt him up, my tongue was caressing his neck. My dick was rock hard between our bodies and was leaking pre-cum like a faucet.

“You like it?” I whispered in Shawn’s ear.

“So hot babe…… aauuwwww…. just don’t stop”

I took Shawn’s earlobe between my lips and nibbled on it. A quiver went through his body and I could feel the goose pimples started to cover his entire body.

“You gonna make me come without touching my dick….. o fuck man!”

“Not yet, babe….. not yet.” With my most seductive voice I whispered in his ear.

“Make me cum…. Please.”

“Later, babe…… later.” I said as I took his throbbing dick in my hand.

“Don’t do that….. you make me suffer, babe.”

“Just a taste of what I’m capable of.” I put my thumb on his sensitive dickhead and lightly rubbed it.

“O fuck!!!! O Shit!!! Don’t torture me! Fuck!!!” By that time Shawn was so horny that I could make him do anything I wanted.

“Mmmmm…. What did you say that other dude wanted from you?” I played hard to get.

“Fuck this shit!” Shawn cried and in one swift move he pinned me on my back, with him straddling me. With only one hand he held both my hands tight to the floor above my head and with the other hand he tickled me.

“NOOOOOOO!!! PLEASEEEEE….”

“Who’s the bos?”

“I’m the bos!”

“Realy?” Shawn tickled me with even more determination.

It was just too much for me and with all my strength and effort I freed myself from his grip. We wrestled and grabbled till we were both exhausted.

Shawn was the first to negotiate. “I offer you my peace.”

“On condition you admit I’m the best.”

“Uhhhh…. Ok, you’re nearly as good as I am.”

“No, we are at least equal.”

“Ok”

“And what are your plans for next weekend?” I did not admit it to him, but I was a bit jealous.

“Mmmm let me see….. I’m going to spend the weekend with my hot boyfriend….. and I’m going to allow him to do whatever he wants to do with me.”

“Even fuck your hot ass?” I was craving to fuck Shawn, but too late I realised that I’ve touched a sensitive issue. After the incident at G.Y.M. Shawn was still sensitive about bottoming and if I would ever have the honour to have a go at his hot jock ass…..well that remains to be seen.

Shawn just looked at me without saying a word.

“I’m sorry, I did not…..”

Shawn cut me short. “I said whatever he wants to do with me. After those guys raped me, your brother said to me: ‘To be fucked in the ass doesn’t make you less of a man…. It’s actually hot to go both ways’…. and I’m ready to submit to the only guy I love.”

I took Shawn in my arms. “I love you and I will help you to get over it.”

“Love you to, babe.”

The remainder of the evening we fed each other pizza, chat about a lot of stuff, decided on having a house warming party for the guys and eventually about how hot it will be to have our own “Rent a Jock” business where we can entertain guys that crave to feel up hot muscle college jocks.

By midnight we were making out and well on our way to great sex when Rico entered the living room.

Just after midnight I arrived home from my brother’s place and entered the living room where the two boys, Shawn and Rudi, where making out on the floor.

“Hi Rabbits. Fuck, you two just can’t get enough! Sex will never go out of fashion. You can save some for another day.” I smiled at the two boys going for it.

Referring to Rudi and Shawn as the Rabbits stuck after Marc once said they fuck nonstop like rabbits.

Earlier the evening I decided to collect the last of my stuff from my brother’s place. After I left, the two hot muscle boys were alone home. What could two young muscle boys in love do besides making out? When I walked in on them they were well on their way to a good fuck. Not that it would have been a problem. Sex in the living room was allowed.

“You’re welcome to join us in practising for our new business, unless my bro drained you.”

“Yea Rudi and I came up with an idea – now that G.Y.M. closed its doors, there’s a gap in the market that we can fill. Something like “HOT COLLEGE MUSCLE BOYS FOR RENT” to guys paying for kinky sex.” Shawn informed me.

“It can work, it worked for my bro and his buddies. What do you say, you guys willing to join us in the business?” Rudi was just as excited as Shawn.

“I’m up for some draining right now, but I’ll rather practise with Marc, by the way where’s Marc?” I was horny like always and returned home early, looking forward to some hot sex with Marc.

“Don’t tell me you lost Marc.” Shawn chuckled.

“Uuuuhh….. no….. I left him here with you two for safe keeping….. don’t tell me you two rabbits exhausted him.”

“Tell you the truth, I won’t mind draining that stud, but he left with you.” Shawn said to me.

“You guys sure he’s not here?”

“Positive. He left when you left so we thought he went with you.” Rudi said as he went down on Shawn’s hard pecs.

“Ok I’ll give him a call to find out what he is up to.” I was a bit concerned but did not want Rudi to know and left the living room to call Marc.

When Marc’s cell was still on voicemail after the third attempt, I became worried and gave Rocco a call.

“Hi bro, waz up man?” Rocco answered with his personal trademark.

“Cool bro. Is Marc with you guys?”

“No…. where’s Rudi?” Rocco became factual when he realised I was looking for Marc.

“He’s ok, fucking Shawn in the living room, do you think……” I was interrupted by Rocco.

“No…. we’ll be home in thirty minutes.”

“No need to…”Again I was not allowed to finish.

“See you in thirty and don’t leave Rudi.” Rocco did not give me the opportunity to respond, but end the call.

As soon as Rocco and Sean arrived home they check on Rudi in the living room, then joined me in the kitchen.

“Do the Rabbits expect something?” Sean wanted to know from me.

“No.”

“Let’s keep it that way….. for now. Did Marc mentioned anything, or gave you any hint?” Rocco was the practical guy and the one that systematically started to gather facts.

“He received a sms earlier and just said ‘fuck’ when he checked it. Nothing more… wait, later he said something about….. we must lookout for Rudi…. Then when I said we must go and get the last of my stuff at my brother’s place, he said he had to take care of some stuff and can’t go with me.”

Sean looked at Rocco when he asked about something that was worrying him for some time: “Do Marc….. and you have enemies…. Or ex clients that would like to….. you know, have you in private?”

“Why do you ask that?”

“What you did at G.Y.M. – not your average clients ……sorry Rico…. I know you were also one of their clients, but I mean …. “

“I’m cool bro, and yes, their clients cannot all be classified as cool.” I responded.

“So….” Sean looked at Rocco, waiting for an answer.

“Ex clients…. Many that would not mind to have one of us alone for a workout, enemies…. not that I know of….. only one guy that was pissed off with Marc… but clients, no….. they are all stinking rich and can pay to have any of us…. Sorry Rico”

“Fuck! Will you guys stop apologising? I am rich and I used to be a G.Y.M. client, but I’m one of you guys now.”

“Who is the guy you think is pissed off with Marc?” Sean kept the focus on the issue.

“That one guy at the games….. the one that tried his luck with Rex. He made some shit comments during the games when Rex and Marc were fooling around. Marc at some point said to me that he doesn’t trust the guy…..”

“You mean that asshole Marco?” I also remembered that Marc said something about not trusting the guy.

“Yea, him. He said something like I’ll get you and your family….” Rocco was interrupted by me.

“Ok. Let’s assume its Marco. Where can we start looking?”

“They can be any place. I say we wait here.” Sean offered.

“I’ll call John. He is our only hope to find Marc.” Rocco took his cell to call John.

“How can he help us to find Marc?” Sean said just as the Rabbits entered the kitchen.

“Where’s my brother? What’s wrong?” Rudi for the first time realised something was wrong when he heard Sean.

“Nothing is wrong and we’re trying to get hold of Marc but his cell is on voice mail.” I tried not to tell Rudi that we were concerned.

“I’m going to look for him.” Rudi said as he turned around to leave.

“You just stay here! We don’t want to look for you as well.” Rocco tried to stop Rudi.

“I’m going…..”

“You’re not a kid. Now listen to me, dammit! We don’t know where Marc is and we don’t know where to start looking for him. So just stay here – we don’t have resources to split, looking for both of you.” Rocco decided the only way to stop Rudi was to tell him what was going on.

Rocco made the call to John, informing him about the disappearance of Marc. As their former employer and buddy, John still regard them as his boys and within minutes he had his entire network of contacts on the hunt for Marc. The only place they were not looking was The Silver Stud – JC, his contact in the Silver Stud was on duty and his cell phone was in his locker.

In the Silver Stud, Jacques and Jason were surprised when they entered what they thought would be a dungeon. The inside of the Silver Stud looked like an upper class gay club. Some guys were dancing while others were just chilling. Everyone was in a relaxed mood – even the blond bouncer who were leaning against the bar counter, thinking about what surprise his boy would come up with when they fool around like every other Saturday evening.

“I can’t see Marc.”

“Fuck man, check all these guys. They are fucking hot bro.” Jason was more interested in the hot guys than in finding Marc.

“Yea, but we must first find Marc then we can have fun.”

“We will find him. You wanne dance?” Jason put his arm around me and pulled me into a tight embrace.

While we were moving on the dance floor, I noticed how well behaved the guys were. Not even one guy was trying to feel up his partner. It looked like we were in the middle of a primary school dance hall.

It was by coincidence that I noted guys coming and going from a dark area in one corner of the dance hall.

“I think I know where Marc may be. Just check the corner behind me then you will see how guys come and go from there.” I told Jason.

After a few more turns Jason confirmed my suspicion. “You right, let’s go and check it out. Where’s that blond guy that was leaning against the counter when we came in?”

“Don’t know. He looked like a bouncer. Maybe he moved on when he realised we were checking him out.”

Jason and I moved towards the dark area where we discovered a door that was almost invisible in a wooden wall panel. As we passed through the door, the guy we earlier saw at the counter was there, looking at the door as if he was expecting us.

“That guy is checking us out the whole time. Wonder what his problem is.” Jason said to me.

“He must be a bouncer, checking us out to see if we want to make trouble. Just don’t offend anyone, I’m not in a mood for a fight.”

It took a while for our eyes to get use to the dark red light inside the room. During that time we were only aware of the smell of sex, testosterone and the groaning of guys fucking their lungs out. Gradually the images of hot guys in various sexual activities became clear.

Against the one wall were three guys, spread-eagled with their legs restrained in shackles bolted to the concrete floor and their hands cuffed to chains from the ceiling. Various guys were standing around them, taking turns to edge them.

“Fuck Jacques, check that muscle guy on the cross! He is really suffering! Look how he is fighting the restraints. Dude, that is fucking hot!!”

“You want to go and check him out?”

“Fuck, yea man. Why not?”

“Just don’t get ideas. You’re not going to bring a cross into my house.” I chuckled.

“Well…… we can always negotiate about it.”

As we moved to the cross, we saw Marc on a small stage in the middle of the floor. His hands were cuffed to the slave collar round his neck. With him was a muscle guy that was obviously enjoying his control over Marc. We decided to check out the rest of the place while Marc was still ok.

It took us the best part of two hours to move through the dungeon. Eventually we ended up near the entrance door from where we had a good view on Marc who was in our opinion near exhaustion – only a matter of time…..

We were still discussing Marc and why the guy still hasn’t fucked him, when Dean entered the dungeon. He looked around and then walked over to the blond bouncer, I assumed must be JC. JC did not show any reaction, he just watched Dean as he walked towards him.

“Jason, look, there’s Dean going to his master.”

“I wonder how he will treat Dean. Back in the reception area I got the idea that Dean is nothing more than a fuck toy for the guy…… you know, the way Dean responded to our questions….. ‘I must join my master…… if it’s my masters will’, you know, all that shit that he has no say in.”

“Mmm, maybe it’s just a very dependant love relationship between them….. one where Dean loves it when his master is in control of his life….. you know there are guys like that.”

When Dean reached JC, it was like two lovers meeting after weeks of separation. Dean took the initiative and immediately sucked JC’s hot pecs followed by a hot muscle worshipping show. After a while JC put his one hand under Dean’s chin and lifted his head. They looked each other in the eyes for a while, then it was JC who kissed Dean. While they were kissing JC put his hands around Dean, one hand moved down to caress Dean’s hot muscle butt while with his other hand, JC stroked his back.

Eventually Dean broke the kiss, took JC by the hand and led him to a chair that was near where we were standing. The chair had a rather high back, was without arm-rests and looked like a throne from the Dark Ages.

When they reached the chair, Dean lightly pushed JC down, followed by a repetition of tit sucking and feeling each other up. From where we stood, I could see Dean’s hands moving slowly down JC’s sides till he found the thongs of the leather posing pants. JC did not stop him when Dean untied the thongs. With the posing pants now loose, Dean stood up straight, waiting on JC’s move.

It was a real hot situation with the master vulnerable – if he moves, his pants will fall off. JC reached forward to untie Dean’s thongs and in the process his dick, that was getting harder all the time, got rid of the leather posing pants.

I inhaled sharply and in a whisper, not to draw JC’s attention, I said to Jason: “Dude, that must be JC. Check that silver cock and ball ring, it’s similar than Dean’s. Fuck, that dude is built like a log…..DAMM!!!!”

The master was now undressed while the boy was sill clothed. We could see JC’s rock-hard throbbing dick when he reached forward to untie Dean’s thongs. Like us, JC was shaved and cut.

With the thongs untied, JC let the leather pants dropped and said with a seductive voice to Dean: “Go ahead Boy, you know my weakness.”

Dean stepped forward, straddled JC’s thighs, took his left hand and lifted it to just above and to the side of JC’s head. I only realised the leather cuffs attached with short lengths of chain behind the chair’s back, when Dean retrieved one and cuffed JC’s wrist. JC did not resist, in fact he acted like someone wanted to be cuffed when Dean also cuffed his other wrist with another cuff. I wondered if that was the weakness that JC referred to – his fantasy to be restrained by a younger guy.

“Yea pretty boy, now your master is in chains, vulnerable, like a mortal under your control.” Again JC’s seductive voice while he flexed his muscles as he tested the bonds that have changed the super boy into a mortal.

“Tell me I’m hallucinating, fuck, it can’t be true!” Jason whispered to me.

“Fuck, it’s so hot to see a big muscle guy restrained by a little guy. I’m blowing my nuts just looking at it.” I commented on the hot scene in front of me.

“JC is fucken hot, Bro, when will I ever look like him?” Jason was clearly impressed by JC’s hot muscles.

“Well just stick with me and one day you will look just as good. But right now I’m the one that is embarrassed.”

“Bull shit! You can’t compare yourself to him. He is taller than you. But you will win the competition in the dick division, trust me, I had a close inspection last night.” Jason slapped my ass as he said it.

JC was my new definition of eye candy. He was ripped like I have never seen before. Every muscle in his body was hard, perfectly defined and in proportion with the other muscles in his body – he was the ultimate walking wet dream if there was ever one. His rock hard cock and low hangers were in perfect balance with the rest of his body. Like someone who has nothing to hide, JC’s body was shaved all over and had a perfect tan with no tan line. The silver cock and ball ring complimented his stunning cock and balls and looked like a permanent piece of jewellery on him. He and Dean was an unmistakable pair with their matching rings.

“Fuck that hot ass on my dick, Boy.” JC’s instruction to Dean was so fucken hot – a restrained muscle god still issuing instructions to his boy who restrained him.

Instead of fucking himself on JC’s throbbing dick, Dean climbed off from JC’s lap, spread JC’s legs and kneeled between them. Just as he was about to gone down on JC’s dick for a deep throat, Dean said: “This is just the beginning…. I have a surprise that’s gonne blow your brains……

When I was a freshman at IU, I lived on in a dorm that was mostly freshman. My roommate, Chad, is a nice guy. The first month or so of school we really got along great, but now he has a girlfriend who lives in an apartment off campus, so he rarely spends much time in our room.

Except for Chad, I really don’t have any friends on the floor. Most of the guys are complete asses. They walk around the halls cursing and belching and for some reason don’t seem to understand how to flush a toilet in the floor’s communal bathroom. They’re real jerks, but none of them has gone out of his way to hassle me.

I was in a deep sleep in the middle of the night, when someone knocked on the door. I thought it was Chad, so I shouted “Come in,” from my bed. But the knocking continued, so in a pissed voice I yelled “Come in!” The door was unlocked, but no one came in. So groggily, I got up out of my bed and opened the door.

As the door swung open, I saw Anthony. Anthony lives across the hall. Rumor had it that he was a tough character. But he never tried anything with me. I didn’t really know much about him, other than that I have never seen a day go by when he doesn’t go into his room with a girl on his arm. Anthony had never really said anything to me, nodding to me as our paths crossed in the hallway, but nothing more.

“Hey, Anthony.”

“Oh. Hi,” he said as if he hadn’t noticed that I opened the door. “Is Chad here?”

“No. Sorry,” I answered and took notice of his body. He was leaning against the doorframe with one arm. His other arm was at his side, the hand disappearing into the waist of his athletic shorts. I could tell that he had a hardon from the huge bulge in his crotch. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. He was my type of guy; a real wise ass. He had six-pack abs and tapered waist. I assumed that he had just showered because I could see clearly a damp bush of underarm hair.

“You awake?” He asked, stirring me from my trance.

“Yeah, I am now! I was cramming for finals, and said what the shit I’ll never get this and went to bed.”

“Sorry to have waken you, but since you’re up, want some company

I couldn’t hide the smile on my face. “Sure.” Before I could motion

for him to enter my room, he walked past me and flopped himself down on my bed. I sat down on my chair, facing him. He was laying with his elbows propping him up on the bed. His legs hung over the edge, spread open in a V. He was still hard because there was this large mound in his crotch. Then he lay back with his hands behind his head, so both armpits were exposed this time. I just stared at him with a goofy grin on my face.

“Do me a favor, will ya?” He asked with a slight smile. “I wanna

take my shoes off but I’m tired as hell.” He stopped there, never actually getting to the question, but I knew what he wanted. I felt kinda silly doing it, but I knelt down and began to remove his sneakers. “Socks, too,” he added. I felt ridiculous, kneeling before this total stud. But whatever, I was just doing a friend a favor.

As I slid the final sock off, he emitted a quiet groan. I froze, not

sure if I should be excited that I had turned him on–he couldn’t be gay, not with all those girls and all the stories I’d heard. So I tried to pretend I hadn’t heard it. We were just two guys hanging out.

“Man, am I tired,” he moaned.

“You should go to bed.” What a stupid comment.

“I can’t,” he said.

“You can’t?”

“No.” He sat up more, leaning over, resting his hands on his

thighs. He looked down at me, still sitting on the floor in front of him. “See, I got a problem.”

“Problem?”

“Yeah. I can’t get to sleep without, you know, getting off.”

“You should just jerk off, Anthony.”

“Jerk off!” He smiled. “Why jerk off when I can get some stupid chick to suck on my cock and swallow my cum? I haven’t gone to bed without a blow job for a month. I can’t sleep without it now. I’d get some girl to suck me off and then I send her home and fall right to sleep like a baby. Except the girl I had a date with tonight wouldn’t touch it. So I’m in a bit of a bind, huh?” He looked at me, a smirk escaping from his lips.

“What are you gonna do?” My cock was growing in my pants.

“Well… everyone says you’re a faggot, Bob.” I froze. My expression must have changed because he noticed. “I never thought that. But everyone in the dorm says you’re a fag and that you take it up the ass.’ So I figured, it’s worth a try. I’m running out of options. So whaddaya say? Will you suck it or what?”

My eyes darted to his crotch, which he was rubbing through his shorts. He noticed my glancing. “Caught you looking; you are a faggot.” He laughed. Suddenly he reached out and I felt his hand on the back of my head. He pulled my head towards him, holding it against his crotch. I could feel his cock through the fabric. “Do you want that cock, faggot?” I nodded yes, licking my lips. “Well, get to work. I need to shoot my load.”

With that, he pulled down his shorts and his boxers, revealing his hard cock. It was about eight inches in length and very thick around. His balls were hairy and big. Slowly I leaned forward, grabbing the shaft, and began to flick my tongue against the head.

“Come on, cock sucker, take the whole thing.”

I needed no further encouragement. I took a deep breath and began to take Anthony’s cock into my mouth, until I had swallowed all eight inches of it and my nose was buried in his thick bush of dark hair. The smell was intoxicating. Sweat and piss; pure manliness filled my nostrils. I wrapped my throat around his cock, sliding up and down, still feeling the pressure of his hand on the back of my head.

Suddenly, he gripped my hair, pulling me off his enormous cock, shouting, “Balls. Suck my balls, you faggot.”

I immediately readjusted my position so that I had better access to his nut sack. I buried my head between his open legs, taking one ball into my mouth and rolling it around with my tongue. From my new position, I could smell a different, muskier, dirtier smell. I licked under his scrotum and traced the path to his rosebud. Then without warning, he let loose an enormous fart. The sheer volume of it shocked me and I tried to pull away. But Anthony’s grip on my head was strong. He forced my face directly into his asshole. He laughed out loud as he let out a few more, much smaller, farts. I held my breath.

“You’re gonna have to breathe sooner or later, so enjoy it.” I inhaled. “I know you love it, fag. Lick my hole. Go on, lick it.” I dragged my tongue across his sweaty butt hole and tasted his sweat. I began slowly to only lick around his hole but eventually began to lap at it like a slut, darting my tongue in and out of his shit hole as he mocked and humiliated me.

“This is the best head I’ve had in weeks, you dirty queer.” I lapped at his hole even more vigorously. “You love licking at my ass, don’t ya? Now back on my cock!” I quickly lifted my head from his ass and took his cock into my mouth, sliding down on it until it was buried deep in my throat. I clenched my throat and unclenched it, feeling his tool deep inside me. I felt his balls tighten against my chin. He began to cum, filling my throat first and then pulled out until just the head of his cock remained in my mouth. He continued to pump out his nectar, which I swallowed. Although I was out of breath, I loved it.

After his orgasm subsided, I began to pull off his cock, but his hands caught me. He laughed. “What’s the rush, man? You love that cock. Take your time. Just let it sit there. Yeah. Like that.” He stroked my hair gently as I knelt in front of him. The head of his softening cock was resting on my tongue.

“You know what the worst part of getting sucked before you go to bed is?” I shook my head back and forth, signaling that I did not know. “Well… after the chick leaves and I’ve already had her swallow my cum… I gotta pee real bad.” I looked up at him. “Yeah.” He said as he grabbed my throat. “But with you, faggot, I don’t have to get up and go to the bathroom, do I? You’ll drink it down like a good little queer. So enjoy, faggot.”

I felt the first trickle of piss enter my mouth, acrid, tangy. I Swallowed quickly, knowing the force of the stream would increase, and it did. I swallowed his warm pee for about ten seconds as he stroked my hair. When he’d finished, he removed his soft cock from my mouth and shook it..

“You’re a good cock sucking faggot. Did you have fun?” I nodded. “What? Speak up, slut.”

“Yes. I loved it. I love sucking your cock.”

He smirked. “Good thing. I’ll see you again tomorrow night about this time.”

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I met Becky my senior year of high school and knew I’d found the love of my life. We dated all through our senior year of high school and all through college.

After graduation, I found a nice comfortable job with a large advertising firm in a large metropolitan city across the state at a very nice salary. Becky and I married and took a seven day cruise to the Caribbean for our honeymoon.

I was successful at my job and steadily received nice increases in salary and position. Becky and I couldn’t have been happier, and our sex life was awesome.

As our fifth anniversary approached, I asked if she would like to recreate our honeymoon with another Caribbean cruise and she loved the idea. I booked the cruise and it was fantastic. We were inseparable during the cruise and had wild sex in our stateroom.

We returned home, our commitment to each other renewed. Then, a week later, I was sent out of town for four days to see a prospective new client. I left on Sunday and returned on Thursday. I had called Becky every night and everything seemed normal.

However when I entered our house, all was quiet. I began calling out to Becky with no response. I entered our bedroom and found no one there. Looking around I found an envelope on my pillow. My heart sank as I opened it.

I began reading.

‘Mike, I have tried so hard to tell you how I felt the last few months but couldn’t. I know it was wrong to keep you thinking everything was great between us. I shouldn’t have let you book the cruise, but I was a coward. You are a great guy and will always have a special place in my heart but I have found someone else that I love. I am filing for divorce and I am asking for nothing. Everything is yours. All I want is my freedom. Please forgive me. Becky’.

I sank to the bed and began crying heavily. After a while, I regained my composure and reached for my cell phone. I called her number, but there was no answer. I left a message for her to please call me.

Her twin brother lived in town so I called him.

When he answered he said, “Hey Mike. What’s going on?”

“Brad, do you know where Becky is?”

“What do you mean?”

“Brad, she’s gone. She left me. I just got home from a business trip and found a note.”

“Are you at home?”

“Yea.”

“Stay there. I don’t know what the fuck is going on but I’m on my way over.”

Thirty minutes later Brad arrived and came rushing in without knocking. I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, leaning forward, holding my head in my hands.

Sitting next to me, he began, “Okay fill me in. Did the two of you have an argument?”

“No,” I said, then filled him in on our cruise, the fantastic sex, and my business trip. “I got home about half hour before I called you and found this,” I said, handing him the note.

He read it and then called her number. Again no answer. I again began sobbing and as I did, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him, holding me tightly. Laying my head on his shoulder, I reached out with my free arm and wrapped it around his neck.

After several moments, I again regained my composure. Looking at him I asked, “Brad, did you know anything?”

“I swear to you, Mike, I know nothing. I talked to her yesterday afternoon. She told me you were out of town on business so I invited her to dinner but she said she was tired from work and was going to bed early.”

She was a nurse at one of the large hospitals so I grabbed my phone and called it, asking for the surgical floor where she worked.

Not wanting to let them know anything was wrong, I simply said, “I need to speak with Becky Rivers. I believe she’s a nurse on your floor. It’s really important.”

“Sir, I’m sorry, but Ms. Rivers resigned unexpectedly from our staff on Tuesday.”

“Thank you,” I replied before disconnecting the call.

Looking at Brad, I told him what I had been told.

I called my boss and told him I needed Friday off and why. he told me to take the following week off. I thanked him and told Brad what was going on.

“Tomorrow, I’m going to start calling around and see if I can find out anything from her friends.”

“Mike, why don’t you come and spend the night at my place. You don’t need to be alone tonight.”

“Thanks, I think I will.”

I picked up my bag from the trip and followed him to his condo. Once inside he said, “You’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”

He went to the bar and fixed us both a stiff drink and afterward insisted we go get something to eat. I reluctantly agreed.

As we drove to the restaurant, Brad said, “I’m not drinking anything else since I’m driving, but if you want to get plastered, go right ahead. You have a good reason to.”

I had several before dinner and I don’t know how many after dinner back at his place. The last thing I remember is him helping me off the sofa to go to bed. When I regained consciousness the next morning it was almost ten. I was in his spare bedroom in bed wearing just my briefs.

I could smell coffee and figuring he had left some made for me I stumbled to the kitchen. There I found him also in briefs, but his were white men’s nylon bikini briefs.

“Why aren’t you at work?”

“I called in. That’s what’s nice about being the boss. I didn’t know if you might need some help today locating Becky.”

“Thanks, I might,” I said. “I think we just might get more answers if you call as her brother.”

“What if they ask how I got their number?”

“Uh, tell them that you had a key to the house, found her things gone and that she left an address book in her desk and that you’re worried about her.”

After I had a couple of cups of coffee and my head was pounding less, I began giving him numbers to call.

On the fourth call, one of her girlfriends told him not to tell me anything but that for the last year she had been secretly seeing a Dr. Simmons that was at the hospital.

After hanging up he called the hospital and asked for Dr. Simmons. He was told that he had taken a position at another hospital in another city.

We sat in silence a moment when he decided to try her number again. I told him not to let on that he knew anything if she answered.

She did answer and she told him that she had fallen in love with someone else and left me. She said she had filed divorce papers on Monday and that I should be receiving notice soon.

“So, he doesn’t know anything yet?” Brad asked.

She said she had left a note and that i should have found it last night when I returned from my trip. He told her that she was totally wrong to do it that way. She hung up on him.

I decided to go home and wait to see if the papers were delivered. Shortly after lunch, a messenger for a local law firm knocked and had me sign for the papers. I read through them but the legal jargon made o sense to me. I called the attorney for my company and asked to see him immediately. I met with him and after reading them he said, “This is very cut and dried. She’s not asking for anything. She agrees to you having everything accumulated during the marriage. If you don’t contest it, all you have to do is sign the papers right now. I’ll send them back and things should proceed very rapidly.”

By now I was pissed as well as hurt. I signed the papers and handed them to the attorney.

“Mike, with you signing the papers, you are now basically a single man. I’ll do what I can to speed this up.”

I thanked him and left. Instead of driving home, I drove back to Brad’s and told him what I was told.

“It’s Friday and the single women should be out tonight. Why don’t we find us a couple and fuck the hell out of them. I was a faithful husband on my trip and right now I’m considered single and I’m horny as hell.”

Brad laughed and agreed to go out.

We did but unfortunately we didn’t find any women. I got buzzed again and Brad insisted I stay with him instead of driving home.

Back at his place, we began watching TV. As we did, he went to his room and returned in his skimpy white nylon briefs.

“Is that all you wear?” I asked.

“When I wear them yea. I find the nylon much more comfortable than the cotton.”

“What do you mean, ‘when you wear them?’”

He admitted that frequently when in his jeans he goes commando and also goes nude at home a lot. I confessed that I had tried to get Becky to go nude at home but she refused and got pissed if I did it.”

“Hell, man, you like going nude also?” he asked.

“Yep, I do and did it every chance I got. On my trips, I’d stay that way in my hotel room,” I said with a slight slur.

“Man, I love it also, and if you want to do it here go right ahead. It wont bother me at all. Hell, if you do it, I’ll even join you.”

“No shit?”

“No shit,” he replied. “I’ll go first if you want me to,” he said before standing and removing his briefs.

I laughed as I stood and started removing my clothes. Once I was totally nude like he was I said, “Shit, I feel like we’re young kids doing something forbidden.”

“I know what you mean. Fuck, in my early teens me and some buds would sneak off in the woods back home and strip down and go skinny dipping I Miller Creek then while we dried off sit around and watch each other jerk off.”

“No you didn’t,” I said.

“Yes we did. It was fun. Did you ever do it with a bud?”

“No, but a bud and I talked about doing it. We just never did it.”

“Shit, let’s relive our youth and do it together right now,” he said.

“Hell, I’m game,” I slurred back at him.

We each reached for our cocks and began fondling them. Brad reached a full erection before I did, and for some reason seeing his hard cock made mine stiffen faster.

We began slowly stroking and I said, “This is wild. I’ve never done this with anyone before or seen any other guy do it.”

“To me there is absolutely nothing wrong with two or more guys sitting around jerking off together. We all know guys do it, so what’s the big deal about doing it together?”

“I agree,” I replied.

We stroked for a while when he said, “When I did it with my buds we’d often sit in a circle and reach over and jerk the guy to our right.”

“Fuck, you’d jerk each others cocks?”

“Yea. It’s awesome feeling another guys hand on your cock. Want to see what it’s like?”

“Sure,” I replied.

he moved closer ad reached out and took my hard cock in his hand. He was right, it did feel good. I slowly reached over and began stroking him. Feeling his cock was erotic and made me hornier. Soon we both climaxed out onto our stomachs.

He got up and went to the kitchen, returning with several paper towels. As we wiped ourselves clean, he asked, “Feel better?”

“Hell yea,” I said.

We went to bed in our separate rooms, both remaining nude.

The next morning, I went to the den to retrieve my clothes and found him drinking coffee and reading the paper still nude.

“Morning,” he said as I picked up my clothes.

“Morning, I replied. “Did we really do what I think we did?”

“What do you thnk we did?”

“Did we jerk each other off?”

“Yes we did and you sure seemed to enjoy it. Yu going to dress or stay nude with me? You said you liked being nude.”

“Fuck it,” I said, throwing my clothes back on the floor.

“Mike, like the lawyer said, you’re basically single now. You can do and live exactly like you want to, and if that includes living nude then do it. Hell, you’ve been like a brother to me for years.”

“I feel the same way, Brad.”

“Mike, why don’t you spend the rest of the weekend with me? It will be fun.”

“I’ve got nothing else planned, so if you want me to I will.” For some strange reason I wanted to feel his cock again.

We stayed nude the rest of the day and in the mid afternoon we began drinking, me drinking more that Brad. By late evening I had a good buzz going but I wasn’t ‘drunk’.

We ordered in and Brad put on shorts only long enough to answer the door. After eating, we began watching TV. We had discussed going out but decided to stay home and stay nude.

As we watched TV, I later noticed Brad reach down and begin to fondle his cock. As it slowly stiffened, mine began to stiffen and I wondered why. I’d seen guys nude at the gym before and never had this reaction.

Before long, Brad was fully hard and very slowly began stroking his cock. I was boned also and reached down and grasped mine. He glanced over and saw me and smiled, then moved closer.

Without saying anything, he reached toward my cock and as he did I removed my hand. He grasped it and slowly stroked it. I reached for his and did the same.

After a moment, he said “You know, the only thing that would feel better than what we’re doing is if we had a hot mouth on it sucking it.”

“You know any women willing to do it?”

“A couple but they are married and they refuse to go all the way to a climax. They stop and let their husbands finish it off.”

“What?” I said, shocked.

“Yea. Those couples are swingers and both the husband and wife are bisexual. The wives will suck on it but get off watching their husbands suck it off and swallow the load. Besides, the husbands are much better at it that their wives.”

“Damn, man, you let the guys suck your cock?”

“Hell, yea. Sex is sex, regardless of who it’s with.”

“Fuck, I’m curious. Do you ever suck their husbands?”

“Yea, I do. I go both ways.”

“You’re shitting me man. No way!”

“Shall I prove it? I assume you’ve never had a guy blow you before. It’s awesome and to prove to you I go both ways, I’ll gladly give you your first one if you want to see what it’s like.”

I sat silent for a moment before saying, “Hell, I’ll have to see you do it to believe it, so go ahead.”

He slid to the floor and spread my legs apart, getting between them. Lifting my hard cock, he stroked it as he began to gently suck my balls.

I moaned softly and as I watched him, he moved to my cock, and after licking off a large drop of precum, he began swallowing my cock. I was in awe as I watched my cock totally disappear into his mouth and down his throat.

after a moment or two of him pulling back then swallowing me again, I said softly,”Fuck, Brad, don’t stop. Make me cum.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and every so often he would look up into my face. I could tell he was enjoying it.

It wasn’t long before I could tell my climax was near. He could tell also and began sucking me faster.

“Fuck, Brad, I’m close. Make me cum!”

Seconds later, my cock exploded in his mouth. He continued sucking my cock making sure he had it all. Once he did, he slowly pulled off and as he looked at me he smiled and swallowed my load.

I let out a loud sigh as I lay my head back. As I did he asked, “Does that prove it to you?”

“I guess it does,” I replied.

“How did you enjoy it?”

“Man, it was fantastic. Hell, it was better than fucking your sister.”

“Mike, I’ll do it any time you need me to.”

As he sat back up on the sofa next to me I asked, “How long have you been bi?”

He said he started sex with his buds when they jerked together. Then as he got older, he would fuck pussy as well as suck cock.

“After i got out of college, I found out that I preferred sex with guys. Mike, I’m totally gay. I go with those two couples strictly so that the wives can watch their husbands and I suck and fuck each other.”

“All these years of knowing you I never suspected anything. I still can’t believe it.”

“Mike, to be honest, I’ve been wanting to suck your cock ever since you started dating Becky.”

“I can’ believe it,” I said.

“I hope I haven’t turned you against me.”

“Hell, no,” I said. Then with a laugh, I said, “At least now when I get horny I know where to go.”

“For sure,” he said. “Stop by here, or call me and I’ll come to your place.”

“Brad, if i may ask, what all do you do with other guys?”

“When I’m with another guy, I do what he enjoys. Most of the time we tongue kiss and make out, suck each other, fuck each other, rim, cuddle, or what ever feels good.”

I knew what he meant by everything except rim and i had him explain that to me. “You won’t believe how great that feels,” he said.

I reached over and pulled him to me and hugged him. Thanks for being here for me,” I said, then as we separated, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. we both parted our lips and seconds later our tongues were exploring the others mouth.

When the kiss ended, he looked at me and said, “What the fuck brought that on?”

“Curiosity. I wanted to see if it was any different than kissing a woman.”

“Well?” he asked.

“Personally, I thought it was much hotter and erotic. I have no problem with doing it with you when we’re together.”

“Mike, you’re curious about sex with another man aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am but not until tonight.”

“I will not suggest anything but if you want to experiment in any way, you will have to make the first move.”

Smiling, I said, “I understand.”

We returned to watching TV and I became more curious about what it would be like to suck a cock and feel it cum in my mouth and see what it tasted like. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to swallow it or not.

About fifteen minutes later, without saying anything, I slid off the sofa and quickly got between Brad’s legs. Grasping his cock with one hand, I lifted his firm round balls to my mouth and began sucking them. Brad’s cock quickly stiffened and after a moment I took it in my mouth. The feeling was erotic and I wasn’t repulsed like I thought I might be.

As I sucked he moaned softly several times before saying, “Man, you’re good for a beginner.”

I could tell when he was close. He warned me ahead of time but I was set on going all the way. Moments later, his cock swelled and the eruption began. It began filling my mouth and I found the taste was surprisingly good, a salty-sweet mixture. I got it all and as I pulled off, I did what he had done. I looked into his face, smiled, then swallowed.

“Awesome,” he said. “You’re a natural.”

He reached under my arm pits and pulled me up to him and kissed me passionately.

When we separated, he held me and said, “Would you share my bed with me tonight?”

“Sure, I’ll try most anything once.”

We sat cuddled on the sofa while we finished a movie we had both seen before. When it was over, he suggested we go on to bed.

Once in bed, he asked, “You ready to go again?”

“Yea, are you?”

“Hell, yea,” he replied as he flipped around. Suddenly, we were in a sixty-nine, sucking each others cock. we both climaxed seconds apart and swallowed. Then as he flipped back around we cuddled and kissed passionately before going to sleep in each others arms.

The next day, I questioned Brad about fucking and getting fucked. He said the first couple of times it would hurt like hell at the beginning but would feel awesome before it was over. I asked if I could fuck him and he quickly said yes.

I did and it was awesome. He was on his back with his legs pulled up and as I fucked his ass we kissed like starving lovers. I soon filled his ass with my load than told him I wanted him to fuck me.

After some preparation, he began his entry and it did hurt like nothing I had ever experienced before. He as slow and gentle and before long the pain eased up and it began to feel awesome. I wanted desperately to feel his cock erupt in my ass. It was fantastic.

Later as we talked I looked at him and said, “Just a few days ago I was happily married, or so I thought. Now, I know sex with another man is awesome and much less dramatic. I’m not sure if I’ll ever go back to pussy.”

“Mike, I’m here anytime you want to have sex.”

I went home and returned to work. Brad and I would have sex two or three times a week. I received a call from Becky’s parents apologizing for what Becky did to me.

The divorce was soon final and Brad and I ‘celebrated’ me being officially single. he took me to a gay bar where almost anything was allowed.

Once inside, we saw guys kissing and making out, as well as sucking each other while other customers watched. Brad introduced me to some of his friends and I watched him suck a couple of them off. The thought of strangers watching me suck a cock turned me on and I began groping one of his friends.

“Go for it if you want to,” his friend said.

I quickly unzipped his pants and dropped to my knees. After retrieving his cock I quickly began sucking him. As best as i could tell, there were five guys watchng me suck his cock. I soon received his load and as I pulled off I swallowed and said “Delicious.”

Brad patted me on the back sayig, “That was hot. He normally doesn’t let guys do that in here.”

about a month later, Brad asked me to be his lover. I accepted and he sublet his condo and moved in with me.

Hos parents knew he was gay and when they found out we were lovers that were shocked but very pleased. They accepted us openly.

Becky was never told about Brad and I. Then one day at a family dinner when she and her new husband visited, Brad and I showed up. things were tense for a short while but I got her aside and told her that what happened was for the best.

Brad and I are still together and very happy. Becoming suddenly single was the best thing that ever happened to me.

THE END

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I had the hottest roommate, Michael, during my Freshman-year at college. I had often fantasized about him, which usually ended up with me spewing cum all over my chest in bed at night even though we had never even talked about guy/guy sex.

Since we had different class schedules, we were hardly ever in the room together during the day. I’ve gotten quite comfortable with in-home nudity. I let him “accidentally” catch me nude several times: early in the morning, when doing laundry, late at night, after a shower, etc. He was totally straight and didn’t seem to mind.

We did share one passion, which bought us together once or twice a week. We both enjoyed working out do became workout buddies. During our last session, things started to change between us. In the locker room, he always changed into his jock and shorts with his back to me. Today was different, however. He faced me while undressing and getting into his gear. When I saw him completely naked, reality did not compare with my fantasies. His body was simply gorgeous. He had a nice flat stomach and great pecs. Although his cock was soft at around five inches, I knew that it would stretch into a nice hefty size. His cock was surrounded by a thick bush of dark pubes and a nice set of balls that hung loosely below in their sack; just the way I like them. Was he doing this because he was trying to tell me something or merely because he felt comfortable being naked around me?

After gearing up, we headed for the weight room. Here too, things were different. We usually worked out separately. Today he spotted me while I was bench-pressing. As I looked up under his gym shorts, I thought I had seen some movement in his jock. After our workout, we hit the showers. Here, too, things were different. Instead of showering off at opposite ends of the room, he stood next to me and asked me to wash his back. I wanted to wash his front and sink to my knees in front of him. I was at a loss as to why things had changed. Nothing had been said overtly, so I was confused. We dried off and dressed and headed back to the dorm.

Once back in our room, he said he was bushed after a long day and the workout, so stepped out of his sweats and fell on his bed in only his boxers. I was really in a horny mood, so when I heard him breathing deeply, I figured he was asleep and knelt down next his bed and just stared at his firm body and exposed large beautiful balls, which were peeking out from the leg of his boxers. I was scared to death that at anytime he would awaken, but he never did, or at least he didn’t let on that he was awake. I put my hand up the leg of his boxers and began to gently feel his balls. I thought he moved slightly, so I stopped dead in my tracks and waited to get caught, but to my surprise, he just spread his legs some to give me a better look at that huge cock of his which was beginning to stir. Becoming braver, I began to pull his leg openings wide and grasped his sleep tool closer to me and gently pulled out at least a 7-inch semi-hard dick. My heart racing about 300 beats per minute I just held it for a few minutes to see if he would “catch” me, still nothing, except the damn thing began to harden. I was surprised but incredibly horny so I threw caution to the wind. I began to wet my fingertip with my tongue and gently rubbed the head of his cock around the piss hole. When I did this, his cock throbbed somewhat. After going this far, I thought what the hell I want to lick this monster with my tongue. I may as well go for the gold. I began to use my tongue and swirled it around the head. I tasted it by putting the head between my lips. I smelled the musky smell from his pubes, which combined with the faint scent of soap and loved it. He moved every once and awhile making me stop. After a while, he started breathing deeply and seemed to be asleep. So I thought what the hell, go for it, it’s now or never. I slid the head of his cock and then the shaft into my mouth. His cock wasn’t even all the way hard but already filled my mouth and it tasted so good. He rolled onto his back and I began to pull at his shorts, inching them down to his ankles. To my surprise he moved his hand down on his cock and sort of stroked it a few times and moaned. I froze again because I did not know if he was awake or what. He stopped stroking his dick and I continued to give him the same kind of head as before, but this time taking more of his cock into my mouth feeling it grow bigger and bigger. Then all of it was in my mouth and soon I began to taste something salty, precum? At first I didn’t know what to think, I had tasted my own before but never anyone else’s. This all excited me to a point that I thought I was going to blow my own wad in my shorts. I continued to gently suck his cock and to my surprise, he began to thrust his cock into my mouth gently as though he was fucking someone, this blew my mind. This went on for awhile probably ten minutes or so and then the pumping became more harder and before I knew it, his cock was all the way in the back of my throat and he had his hands on the back of my head and was face fucking me. The face fucking lasted a few more minutes and before I knew it, he let out a big moan and he filled my mouth with his cum. At first I gagged but then relaxed and swallowed. His cum was not as good-tasting as mine, but wasn’t bad either. I had heard that what you eat determines how you cum tastes. So I would suggest a change in diet later. But for now, I gently let his softening cock come out of my mouth and then pulled his shorts back up and looked up at his face. He seemed to be smiling and then he rolled over onto his side curling up in the fetal position and drifted back off into a sound sleep.

This all troubled me for a few days due to the fact that he never mentioned anything about what happened. He was always making a point to pat me on the ass or move real close to me letting me feel the bulge in his pants rub up against me when we were alone in the room. Was it all by accident in the moment or what? But nothing was ever said about it.

Finally, I had it, so confronted him and asked what the hell was going on. He told me that he suspected that I had always wanted him. There had to be a reason for my constant nudity in the room. It took him a while to realize that he wanted the same thing. So decided to drop his own hints. But he was not completely sure. So he decided to seduce me by letting me think that I was seducing him. And it worked!!!

“God you’re such a jerk,” I yelled, “why didn’t you just come right out and tell me how you felt? We wasted a lot of time when we could be having fun.”

“Now we both know what we want. This is just the beginning.”

It was just the beginning. We got together a lot in our room. But the best times were when we were in the gym, the locker room and shower.

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It was the third year I spent the summer with my dad down in Florida. This year was different, I was eighteen. This summer I was determined find the right man. I never had the guts to go up to a guy and try and score one with him, but times have changed and I was ready for this summer. So let the adventure begin!

I arrived at the house at the end of June, my dad waiting outside the driveway for me. I got out of the cab and hugged my dad, I was so excited to see him. Then I turned and walked towards the trunk to get my suitcases when my eyes met a hot daddy carrying a moving box into his garage. I stopped, my jaw dropped, I had never seen such a perfect body on a daddy. He walked out of my sight and I got a hold of myself. I knew he’d be my first target.

For the past years our neighbors have been the same, an old lady on our left and a family of 3 on our right. According to my dad the family of 3 moved out after last month. I needed to know more about this hot daddy. Was he living alone? Is he married? Does he have kids? Questions wouldn’t stop running through my head. I masturbated three times that day, fantasizing about him.

My dad said we should go and introduce ourselves to him. I was extremely excited to see him up close, but extremely nervous too. It was about 6 o’clock in the evening when my dad and I walked up our neighbors driveway and rang the doorbell. Shortly the door opened slowly. There he was, wearing a white button up and black slacks. The top three buttons were undone and his chest hair was visible. His hair was slicked back, except for one curl in the front.

“Hello,” said the neighbor

“Hi, I’m John and this is my son Luke. I own the house next door and my son comes down every summer to live with me. We saw that you recently moved in and decided to stop by.” Said my dad

“That’s extremely thoughtful of you two. I haven’t really been very social since I’ve moved in. By the way, my name is Brad,” he said as he shook my dad’s hand.

“Are you living alone?” I blurted. I gasped, what had I said. Why did I ask such a personal question? My chances are all gone, he’s going to think I’m a nosy teen.

“Why yes son I’m here all alone. You remind me of myself when I was young,” Brad said as his hand rested on my shoulder.

“Well, we will leave you alone now, you must have a lot of unpacking to do. If you ever need any help don’t hesitate to ask. I can send Luke over and he can help you out!” Said my dad.

I could not believe my ears. My dad had made my dream possible. I could be in his house, helping him ‘unpack’.

“Definitely, I won’t hesitate, don’t worry,” said Brad as he winked at me.

We left his house and I was still in shock.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of the telephone ringing. My dad answered, thank god. That phone never shuts up. Just as I was going back to sleep my dad screamed my name, “Luke! Come downstairs right now! It’s urgent!”

I rolled out of bed and walked downstairs, still in my boxers. “Yes dad?”

“Brad called, he said he’d like it if you went over and helped him with some boxes. I told him you’d be over in a bit, you don’t mind do you?” said my dad.

My eyes widened, I was now fully awake. “No I don’t mind at all.” I said.

I knew this was my only chance, I had to make the best of it. I wasn’t coming back until I had gotten into Brad’s pants.

I quickly ate some breakfast and immediately headed over to his house. I rang the doorbell and Brad answered almost instantly. He was wearing a white v-neck and athletic shorts. He was barefoot, and something about that turned me on.

“Good morning Brad, my dad said you needed some help with some boxes or unpacking?”

“Yeah son, come on it.”

I walked in and slipped off my shoes near the door. I followed Brad upstairs. Surprisingly, he lead me to his bedroom.

“Nice house, you’ve decorated it quite nice.” I said

“Thanks, I still have some walls to paint, but it’s getting there.”

“So where are the boxes at?”

“I got all of the boxes earlier, I just need you to open some packages for me.” said Brad.

“Sounds good, just show me where they are.”

Brad didn’t say a word, he looked down at his shorts and grabbed his ‘package’ with his hand. He pointed at me with his other hand and then pointed down at his shorts. He wanted me to suck his cock, my fantasy was coming true! I walked towards him. Our bodies were two inches apart when he grabbed me and pushed me on my knees.

“I knew you wanted my big cock son, I saw it in your eyes. Now make this daddy happy and show me what you’re capable of.” said Brad.

Without talking I slowly pulled down his shorts. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath them. His cock was in front of my eyes, it was beautiful. I began sucking his cock. I felt him getting hard in my mouth within seconds. I continued sucking while pulling down on his huge balls.

“Suck that cock son, oh yes.” He moaned. “Suck my big hairy balls too.”

I licked his balls, putting them in my mouth one at a time. Then, I began licking him from his balls up to the tip of his penis. He loved it.

Next, I deepthroated all eight inches of his thick cock. I licked his balls while his cock was down my throat. He kept moaning, I knew he;d never been sucked off like this before.

I was sucking on him for a good ten minutes now. He was getting close, I could feel it.

“Ahh I’m gonna cum son, I’m gonna cum. Open your mouth, swallow my load.”

I took his whole cock in my mouth just as he finished. His warm cum dripped down my throat, it tasted so good.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and slapped it on my cheek a few times. I jacked myself off and came within minutes on his floor. I licked the last bit of cum off of his cock and then licked my own cum off of his floor. After everything was spotless I pulled his shorts up and stood up.

“Damn son, where did you learn to suck cock like that. That was amazing. Feel free to come over anytime.” said Brad.

And with that, I knew this summer was going to be full of men, cock, and sex.

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Ewan was in heaven. Dom was exploring his mouth with a minty tongue that tickled all the right taste buds and at the same time was pumping his huge cock in and out of his ass. He stared into Ewan’s baby blue eyes and ran his fingers through his soft, blonde hair. There was such an amazing feeling brewing inside him that Ewan let out a little moan.

‘So beautiful and so arousing,’ Dom thought, as he moaned back with incredible pleasure.

“Dom… stop!” Ewan gasped, “I’m going to cum! I don’t want to yet! I want to… to cum… inside you….Tomorrow… we should… ask Sam”

It was tomorrow morning that Ewan was shaving his pubes in preparation for the evening. He had invited Dom and Sam over to help him with ‘French homework’. Dom had arrived first and within half an hour he was sitting on the other end of the kitchen table rubbing Ewan’s crotch with his foot. Ewan had set out all his books when he felt Dom’s foot gliding over his leg and slowly moving up to his cock. Dom had noticed how innocent he looked, his face was almost child-like – he just looked up at Dom and grinned. Dom carried on rubbing his foot as Ewan unzipped his flies and lowered his boxers, his ever-growing boner gradually poking out of the top of them until Dom had his toes under Ewan’s foreskin and pre-cum was soaking the end of his sock. His breathing was getting faster and faster and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He began moaning, gently at first then practically screaming in whispers as thick gushes of cum were covering his shirt and Dom’s sock in patches. Ewan’s face was now a picture of beauty. His eyes were half-shut and his smile was quivering just as Sam walked through the door.

“Hi guys!” he said, “What’s up with Ewan?”

Nobody answered.

“Oh, I get it!” Sam said, “You weren’t going to let me have part of the fun?”

He ducked his head under the table and winked at Ewan. He moved his hand towards his exposed cock and played with it in the palm of his hand. Rolling it around like a toy. Ewan was already hard again. Very hard. His 7 inch cock was throbbing as Sam pumped it up and down furiously whilst sucking the cum from Dom’s dirtied white trainer sock. The first helping of cum was tasty but as Ewan began crying out with pleasure Sam took him into his mouth and sucked on his dick, waiting for seconds – this time warm from the jug. Ewan screamed out as he came violently in Sam’s mouth.

“AAH FUCK! FUCKING HELL SAM! OH MY GOD! SAM THAT’S AMAZING!” he shouted, “OH MY GOD! FUUUUUUUCKKKKIINGG HELLLL! SUCK IT ALL UP! AAAAAAAHHH!”

Ewan had erupted like a horny volcano. It was a good thirty seconds before the cum stopped shooting and just oozed out of his cock.

Sam turned round and looked at Dom who was rubbing his cock through his shorts.

Sam raised his arm and put his arm through one leg of the shorts and reached into Dom’s boxers, jerking his cock.

“Aaah, Sam, that feels so nice!”

“Do you have any toys around?” Sam asked.

“Aaaah…Aaaahhh.. Top drawer…” Dom made out between gasps for air.

Sam reached into the top drawer of the cabinet and pulled out a vibrating dildo. He turned it on and asked for some lube.

Dom winked and said “Use Ewan!”

Sam grabbed hold of Ewan’s sensitive cock as he screamed with pleasure and rubbed the head over the dildo, coating it in cum. He took it over to Dom and began pushing it into his ass.

“Whoa, whoa, wait! Aren’t you forgetting something, Sam?” he said.

Sam took the dildo out of his ass and put his head to his cherry. He began probing Dom’s ass with his tongue much to his delighted screams of pleasure.

“AAAH! FUCK! SAM! OH MY GOD! AAAAAHHH! FUUUUCKKKK!!!”

After a few minutes he pulled out his tongue and eased the dildo back in.

Dom was breathing heavily and scrunching up his face.

Sam started moving the dildo in and out rhythmically, getting faster and faster – harder and harder.

The dildo slamming into Dom’s prostate and he was screaming out at the top of his voice. It was so loud that not long after came a knock at his door. They all froze. Seeing as Sam was the only one who didn’t have his cock out, he went to the door. It was Dan from next door. Sam opened the door and stared straight at Dan’s boner poking out from his skinny jeans. He grabbed it and pulled him inside. Kissing him passionately, Dan wrapped jumped up and wrapped his legs around Sam’s waist. Sam unzipped his flies and started jerking Dan’s 8 inch cock. Dan was already moaning with pleasure and crying out Sam’s name. His breathing was intense and the only thing that could possibly distract Sam was when Dom shouted

“Hey, what about me?”

Both Dan and Sam zoomed out from their shared passion and look at him then back at each other. With Dan’s legs still wrapped around his waist, Sam walked over to Dom and laid down to the ground, now on top of Dan. Whilst dry-humping Dan, Sam had turned the vibrator up to full power and was slamming it into Dom’s prostate.

“FUUUCKK!! FUCKKK!! FUCK ME WITH THAT THING!! OH YEAHHHHHH! OH MY FUCKKKING GOD SAM! THAT’S AMAAAZING!!”

Sam put his lips around Dom’s cock-head and sucked, swirling his tongue around and around until Dom was firing heavy gobs of cum straight down his throat. Sam pulled his mouth away, almost choking, and for the next twenty seconds, Dom was spraying his hose into Dan’s glossy, blonde hair. Sam could finally pull down Dan’s trousers and lower his tight boxers to get access to his beautiful ass. Sam licked some cum from Dom’s chest and used his tongue to lubricate Dan’s hole. Dan leaned over to Sam’s cock and took it in his mouth, moving his tongue underneath the foreskin and lashing at his frenulum. After a few minutes, Sam began fucking Dan’s face until Dan pulled back his head saying “Not yet! Not yet! Dan laid on his back and pulled in his knees. Missionary. Both Sam and Dan adored the intimacy. Sam pushed his cock into Dan’s hole and began fucking him. He was licking his trainer socks and rubbing his tongue all around Dan’s feet. Both of them were in heaven. Sam’s cock was hitting Dan’s prostate now and he was screaming in sheer pleasure.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD SAM! OH YEAH! DO IT TO ME! OH YEAH! FUUUCKK! SAAMM! OH MY GOD THAT FEELS SO GOOD! FUUUUCCKK YYEEEEEEAAAAH!! AAAH SSAAAAMMMM!!”

Dan experienced pure pleasure for what seemed like minutes. His ass was clenching around Sam’s cock and soon both were sharing an orgasm so amazing they passed out.

Sam woke up three hours later in the same position. His cock was still firm in Dan’s ass but Ewan and Dom had had some fun. Sam and Dan were drenched in their cum and Sam had Ewan’s cock in his ass and Dom’s in his mouth. All three of them were hard. Wow. Sam felt something strange his ass was filling with warm liquid and his mouth too. Both Ewan and Dom were having wet dreams then suddenly Dan’s ass clenched around Sam’s cock in an amazing wet dream too. This tipped Sam over the edge and he cummed in Dan’s ass again. They never got round to doing the French Homework.

Tony… Tony was around forty-two years old and had salt-and-pepper hair. His chin was donned with a sexy goatee the hair on his head was shaved into a trim crew cut. When you met him for the first time, your attention was always drawn to his warm, hazel eyes. They were so inviting and seemed to embrace your whole body with warmth and love. His mouth was always drawn open in a big smile, flashing his pearly whites. This smile had the same effect on you as his eyes. The second thing you’d notice was his body.

He always seemed to be wearing an either white or grey wife-beater with tight, denim jeans, which showed off his impressive thighs and package. The straps of his tank top rested on his muscled shoulders and the upper section of the top bulged out from his massive pectoral muscles. His nipples were always erect, so you could always catch a glimpse of the delicious body parts through his shirt. Every time I saw him chills raced throughout my whole body. On the days that he’s wearing a tight shirt, you could see his well-defined abs and as usual, his scrumptious nips.

On this particular day, or actually night, he had decided to wear a tight shirt and as always, his trusty jeans. That night my father had thrown a party to commemorate his third year of owning the business that he had created himself. The celebration had a casual dress code and everyone in the office was invited. Thankfully Tony had recently been hired as an assistant to none other than my father.

The party had originally been planned to be hosted at the convention center, but my father had booked too late and there was a wedding going on at the time that he had wanted. So he had to host it at our house, which was a bit snug but still comfortable. At least I had my room to myself.

With every minute that passed, more and more guests spilled in through the door and I waited upstairs watching each person pass through the hall, searching for Tony’s face. After around five minutes my eyes finally landed on the grey crew cut and buff body, my cock instantly twitched in my tight briefs. Even from all the way upstairs I could see his upright nipples. He shook my dad’s hand to greet him and then made his way to the living room, flashing me a slight grin and a nod of the head. We’d known each other for a bit, but only when my dad would bring him home to work on some project or other. We were more of acquaintances than friends.

Finally the last guests trickled in and my father was able to shut the door. He locked it behind him and then ambled into the living room to give a toast to the successful three years of the business. I stayed upstairs in my hiding spot, listening to the speech as it droned on and on. Finally I heard champagne glasses clinking and a chorus of peoples’ voices saying, “cheers”. There was a slight pause of silence as people took sips of their drinks, but then one by one people began to converse and have small talk. This was my chance.

I stood up, smoothed my shirt and fixed my hair, and then casually strolled down the stairs into the living room where everybody was situated. My eyes danced across the room until they found a subject to rest upon, in this case, Tony. I confidently marched into the room and with an outstretched arm, went to greet him.

“Hey, Tony!” I said as I shook his strong hand. “I don’t know if you remember me, but I’m Jeff’s son.”

Tony’s eyes lit up and his mouth curved into a smile.

“Yeah, I definitely remember you!” he exclaimed, still holding onto my hand. “You would always bring me drinks while your father and I were working on the France project!”

“Yep,” I beamed. “That’s me!”

“Hey listen,” he said, his eyes sparkling. “I gotta’ take a quick restroom break, but then maybe we can find a more private place to catch up with each other. I’m sure your father won’t mind or even notice.”

My heart skipped a beat and my dick rose a few more inches. I instinctively grabbed my crotch and readjusted my member. Tony winked and grabbed his package with a cheeky grin.

“Sure!” I replied in a daze, wondering if this was really happening.

He rose from his chair and pulled his pants up as he strolled over to the restroom which was opposite the stairwell. As soon as the door locked with a click, I scrambled up the steps and waited for his return on the very top step. I heard the toilet flush, the faucet run with water, and after a short pause, the door open. He was wiping his hands on his jeans and looked up to wink at me. I just smiled and fantasized about everything that I wished was going to happen next. I hoped that there’d be more than just catching up.

I stood up and beckoned him to follow me to my room. He readily trailed behind me, his dick straining against his tight pants. I stared at his bulge and licked my lips. He nonchalantly rubbed it with a firm squeeze.

Since I was ahead of him, I held the door open to let him enter without having to do any work. After all, I was going to be his slave… or at least I’d hoped.

He strolled on in with a nod of the head as a thank you, and plopped himself right on my bed. Wanting me to sit with him, he patted the empty space next to him on the bed. I chuckled and jumped onto the plush bed. As a friendly gesture, he playfully wrapped his arm around my neck and ruffled my hair.

“Hey you,” he laughed as he messed with my hair.

“Hey,” I chuckled in reply.

“So, how’ve you been buddy?” his masculine voice questioned.

I just now noticed that my face was literally three inches away from his crotch, and I could smell the intoxicating man-scent wafting from his zipped pants. I needed his cock inside me right then.

“Let’s skip the greetings and fuck,” flew out of my mouth. I was surprised I’d even had the courage to say that.

As soon as those words left my mouth, his cock twitched and he chuckled with surprise.

“I was thinking the same thing,” Tony admitted as he pushed my head closer down to his dick. “Suck it, boy.”

With trembling hands I unzipped his jeans, reached inside and pulled out his massive cock. It was at least nine inches long and had the width of a soda can. My mouth watered at the sight of the organ. I gripped it in my fists and admired it with lustful eyes, taking my time to appreciate every vein and the coloring of the enticing body part.

“I said, suck it!” Tony ordered.

“Yes sir,” I exclaimed as I wrapped my soft lips around the pulsing dick.

My tongue sculpted the head and wrapped around the tip, framing the first few inches of flesh. With a burst of courage, I pushed my head down further and I felt the head of his cock brush the back of my throat. Becoming impatient, Tony forced my head down all the way until my nose was filled with the scent and feeling of his full bush. My eyes stung with tears and I choked and moaned. It felt so good to have my face stuffed with man-meat.

“You like that?” Tony asked as he pushed my head up and down his dick.

I choked out a muffled mhmmff and continued to service his sexual needs. My tongue slurped and licked every inch of his rock-hard cock and he loved every bit of it.

After a few minutes of fellatio, Tony ripped his shirt, and jeans off, exposing his blue jockstrap. He crawled onto his elbows and knees on the bed, pushing his bubble butt into my waiting face. His ass was the perfect mixture of muscle and fat, so it rippled with every move he made.

“Lick it,” Tony commanded.

“Yes sir,” I replied with much enthusiasm.

I then got down on my knees and grasped his ass with both of my hands. After pausing for a moment to admire its beauty, I brought my face to his sweet hole and began to eat him out. The tip of my tongue flicked back and forth over his tight asshole. He was loving it. His back arched and he moaned for more. I wasn’t going to let him down.

With much more force, I forced the tip of my tongue into his hole, tasting every last bit of his sweet ass. I grabbed each cheek and began kissing and softly biting them. He groaned with pleasure.

“You’re so good at that,” he breathed as he pushed my face further into his ass. “I’ve been wanting this from you for a long time.”

I chortled and continued to eat him out.

Without any warning, he flipped me over onto my stomach, ripped my shorts down and began to do to me what I’d done to him.

“Oh FUCK!” I shouted as his tongue went in and out of my itching hole. “Holy fuck!”

I felt him grin as he kept on servicing my ass.

This continued for quite a while until Tony felt he’d had enough. Once again with no warning, he rose up and shoved his thick, pulsing cock into my tight, virgin ass.

“Oh, shit!” I exclaimed as my ass welcomed his warm member.

“I’m surprised you’re not crying,” Tony grinned as he played with his nipples. “This is bareback.”

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I didn’t release them. This felt way too good to ruin it with crying.

I grabbed his hairy arms and begged for more.

“Faster, faster!”

Obeying my commands, Tony upped his speed and began to pound my ass. He was completely inside me. His huge balls slapped against my bare ass, making one of the hottest sounds I’d ever heard.

“Oh yeah!” I exclaimed as his head massaged my prostate.

I reached up and clasped my hands on his twitching pecs. He threw his head back with gratification.

“Oh, yeah, massage my tits boy!” Tony exclaimed as his thrusting gained more and more speed.

I grabbed both of his nipples with my two hands and twisted them back and forth.

“Fuck yeah,” Tony growled.

I began to moan profusely. I couldn’t contain myself. My dick felt as if it were about to burst.

“I’m getting close,” I warned Tony as he continued to fuck my begging ass.

“But you haven’t even touched your cock!” he exclaimed in surprise.

I just grinned and continued to enjoy the ride.

Tony’s speed increased once more until you could barely even see his hips they were moving so fast.

“Argghh!!!!” Tony screamed as he threw his hands into the air. “I’m cumming!”

I felt my ass fill up with thick, steamy ropes of cum and my eyes rolled into the back of my head with delight. My own cock began to pulse and it shot my sticky load all the way onto the ceiling. I moaned aloud as my dick spurted out its last few ropes of seed onto my face and chest.

“Thanks,” Tony said as he pulled out and began to spoon me.

“No problem,” I replied with a wink, fantasizing about our next adventure.

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