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  • A Little Fun From An Unexpected Source

    I walked into my friends house and said hello to his mom , who was cooking dinner, and asked if he was in his room. She said “Yeah, go right on in.” I walk upstairs, and open his door, and am surprised to find Austin jerking off on his bed. He looks at me, and noticed the bulge quickly growing in my pants. He asked me if I liked what I saw, I replied with “Yes.” He asked me if I wanted to taste him and his cum, and I said “yes.” I walk over to his bed, get in between his legs and lick up his shaft to his head and swirled my tongue around on the tip. I then pushed my tongue into his piss slit just a little bit, which warranted a loud moan. I lick down his shaft to his balls, and licked the sack. I grab the skin with my teeth lightly, and pull back a little bit.  I take each ball into my mouth one at a time, and swirl them around in my mouth. I go back up to the head and engulf it with my lips then go down half way on his 8″ dick and start bobbing, moving farther down each time. When I take him all the way into my mouth my nose rubs against his bush, and I flick my tongue down his shaft, and rub his balls a little bit before pulling back off. I ask him if that was all he wanted, or if he wanted anything else, like me. He said that he would take me after dinner. I agreed and we went down stairs to see when dinner would be ready and his mom said in about five minutes. We waited around, and after dinner, we went back upstairs, and I went to the bathroom. I walked into his room and shut the door, and dropped everything. He stood up tossed me onto the bed, and kneeled down. He licked my tight hole and then started thrusting his tongue in and out of it to loosen me up and to get me slick and ready. He stood back up and pulled me up to the edge of the bed. He put his cock at the edge of my hole and slowly pushed into my hole. I recoiled at first at the shock. He started moving faster and thrusting farther in. He instantly started to slam into my prostate, making me moan a little bit louder than I should have. He clamped his hand over my mouth and started slamming deeper into me, his balls slapping my balls, making me want to moan louder. He started slamming into me faster and more sporadically. I noticed his balls stopped slapping, which meant he was getting close and that his balls were drawn closer to his body. I tell him that I want him to come into my mouth. He pulled out of my ass, leaving a gaping hole where his cock was. I slid off of his bed and onto my knees, and he started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth, all the time getting closer to coming. He started panting, and said “I’m gonna cum soon.” I was ready, and started to deep throat him. He started shaking and before I knew it I was slowly trying to swallow enough of his cum to breathe. I suck on him until he goes flaccid. He pulls out and we get dressed. We go about playing games and talking and now every time I go tomhismhouse we have a bit more fun.


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  • Blinded By Sex

    “Blinded By Sex”

    By: Sex in the Dark

    This is the story of my very first sexual experience after I lost my sight. The setting where it took place probably won’t sound very erotic at first but it was the most erotic sexual experience I ever had whether it was due to my weakened state, the loss of my sight or the young hot guy that gave me the sexual experience. But it is one hot experience I will never forget.

    But before I start my story I need to give you a little detail about how I lost my sight and what happened to me during the previous 18 months of my life. I hope you can handle a little boredom because it will help you understand what this is all leading to and why I have decided to write of my experiences as a blind gay man.

    If everyone has read my profile you know I am 52 and I lost my sight at age 32. I developed diabetes at a young age and it was very hard to control all my life no matter what doctors and I did to manage it. In June 1994 as I was heading to work in my car I passed out driving down the highway traveling at 65 MPH and hit a tree head on. I was not wearing a seatbelt so my head crashed into the windshield, the steering wheel wrapped around my rib cage and then I was thrown back into my seat. The tree broke and came crashing down on top the roof of the car.

    I was unconscious but extricated from the car.

    I was taken to a local hospital and because I died twice due to injuries and brought back to life I was flown by helicopter to a trauma center where a short time later my family was told I would not live through the day because of my head injuries.

    To everyone’s surprise I woke up 2 ½ days later felt absolutely fantastic and went home a day and a half later.

    Due to all the diabetes problems it was decided by doctors and me that a pancreas transplant would be my best option for me since everything we had tried could not control my diabetes. So I saw a transplant doctor at a hospital that did pancreas transplants about 7 hours from my home. I went through a two week workup and definitely qualified and I was put on the waiting list for an organ. That is a sad thing if you think about it because though it is great to know that one day I would feel great once I am rid of the diabetes but it is sad that someone has to die for me to get their pancreas so I can have their organ to feel better.

    March 1995 I got the call and I had my transplant and almost immediately the transplanted pancreas started working and once I woke from the anesthesia felt amazing and hungry. My blood sugars were perfectly normal and I hated that I had to spend a month in the hospital to make sure things were going to keep working properly.

    October 1995, I began to notice that in the evenings as dusk set in I was not able to see things as well. At first I thought it was just because I was tired because I had become such an active person because I felt so great without diabetes. But over a couple of weeks it got worse and worse. So a trip to the Ophthalmologist and tragedy hit. I was told I was losing my sight.

    So it was a trip back to that same hospital to see the transplant doctor and a special Ophthalmologist there. Seems I had developed some type of infection that is common in everyone’s body but due to my anti-rejection medications for the transplant something odd happened and this infection attacked my optic nerves and was destroying them. We found out later there was only a 1 in 1 million chance of this happening, so I guess I was the lucky winner.:-(

    The only chance of possibly trying to save even a little of my sight was to stop all anti-rejection drugs but that would also mean the loss of the pancreas transplant and being a diabetic again. But at that point I did not want to be blind so I agreed to stop the anti-rejection drugs.

    My sight kept failing and unfortunately the infection also moved into my lungs. Right after Christmas 1995 I got a bad respiratory infection and was on home IV’s and different pills to hopefully get me back to health.

    January 21, 1996, I was taken to the local hospital emergency room. The lung infection had gotten so bad and I could no longer stand and could hardly breathe and I barely had any sight at all unless it was a super bright light like a dentist uses.

    The doctor told my family they were going to transfer me to a larger trauma center about 70 miles away where transplants were also done because of the infection because they would know how to handle things better. I had seen this doctor in the emergency room before so he was familiar with me and he rested his hand on my shoulder as he spoke to me and my family and me and said that he had to be honest with all of us for as sick as I was right now he honestly didn’t know if I would be able to recover from this infection. I knew what he was saying and I had suspected this for the past several days so I was not surprised.

    So as we waited for the ambulance to arrive for the transfer the doctor brought the bright light very close so I could see faces and could say goodbye to each family member separately. It was the hardest thing I ever did.

    There was a terrible snowstorm happening outside during all of this so the drive to the trauma center should have taken about 65 minutes but it took the ambulance about an hour and 45 minutes to go the 70 miles. I was on oxygen with very shallow breathing and don’t remember much of the trip at all.

    When the ambulance arrived at the Trauma Center I was taken to the transplant unit and put into a private room and made comfortable and attached to machines to monitor heart and breathing and all that stuff along with oxygen again. I asked for a bright light to be left on so I could at least see a little. I was also given something by injection to make me sleep.

    When I awoke a few hours later my parents and wife were there but I honestly don’t remember much at all but I do remember asking what time it was and my dad told me it was 2 am. I drifted in and out of sleep and my family finally went to the lounge to try and get some rest. I knew because around 5am the nurse told me that the doctor had told them to go rest since it was going to be many hours before they would be allowed to come see me again.

    I had fallen back asleep and don’t know how long I had slept but when I woke up I could feel the sunlight hitting my left arm and the warmth felt good on my arm. So I opened my eyes and turned my head towards the window because sunlight I could see still. But when I turned my head towards the window it was still completely dark. I felt total panic and I closed my eyes tightly and reopened them again and still darkness.

    I looked around the room several times and kept looking at the window and still darkness. Then it hit me, I was totally BLIND!! Somehow I let out a blood curdling scream that must have brought doctors and nurses running but I did not stop screaming.

    To save time for the next couple of weeks I was severely depressed and said nothing to anyone. I was assigned a male nurse who stayed with me constantly and though my respiratory infection was clearing up nicely I was not dealing with the blindness good at all. I only spoke a few words when asked questions and would not carry a conversation at all.

    Now about my male nurse that was assigned to me. His name was Kyle. He was a new nurse and had only graduated from nursing school about a year ago and been working at the trauma hospital for about the same amount of time. He was 26, he was 5’ 11” tall and weighed 185 pounds, wore a 35” waist, a large shirt and a size 12 shoe. He had dark brown wavy hair and hazel eyes. He told me about his brothers and sister and parents and growing up in Madison and the Midwest. I learned a lot about him even though I never asked him anything because he would tell me all about himself hoping I would ask him something and get involved in a conversation with him.

    But I was in my own world in the beginning but about the tenth day Kyle was starting to melt my hardened heart and break through to my emotions.

    “Oh come on David, I know you can talk, you lost your sight and I know it is hard as hell for you but you can’t close down on us. It is just you and me in here now but the doctor and head nurse will be in here shortly and they will bombard you with questions so talk to me a little now and have some water so you are prepared.”

    When he said this to me I could almost hear a small smile in his face and I turned towards him and a small grin appeared on my face.

    “I knew I would see a little smile come to your face Dave. Now how about some water? It is on the tray right in front of you.”

    I started to reach for it and then hesitated and let my hand drop back down to my lap and looked at Kyle.

    “No, Dave I am not going to give it to you, you know where the table is now just reach for the table top and travel slowly across it until you find the glass. There is a straw in the glass of water so use your other hand to grasp the straw and lift the glass and bring it to your mouth. I will be here to give you a little direction and you will be fine. If you spill it no big deal you will just have a wet bed.”

    So I slowly lifted my hand again and reached for the table, found the glass and the straw and slowly brought both to my mouth and drank the water. I didn’t realize how thirsty I was until suddenly the glass was completely drained.

    Kyle just laughed and said he would be right back because he was going to go and bring back a pitcher of water for me. But before he left I spoke to him.

    “Wait, Thank you”, I said as a tear fell from my eye, “I appreciate you staying with me Kyle and putting up with me but I just don’t know how to deal with everything.”, Then I burst into tears.

    Kyle walked to the side of the bed and placed his hand on my shoulder and gently rubbed my shoulder and told me to just let it out as he placed some Kleenex into one of my hands. I wiped my eyes and I felt so safe with Kyle there for some reason I just sat up and wrapped my arms around Kyle and pushed my face in his chest and sobbed.

    Kyle knew this was definitely against protocol but he just wrapped his arms around my back and softly stroked my back and just softly told me to just let it out and just held onto me until my crying stopped.

    After probably 15 minutes I composed myself enough that I leaned back on the bed and apologized to Kyle for being such a baby and probably soaking his scrub shirt and making him uncomfortable. He told me not to worry about it at all.

    “I just hope you don’t get into trouble for comforting me like that Kyle.”

    “Kyle bent down and whispered in my ear, “I don’t give a rat’s ass what anyone says, you needed a friend and I am your friend.”

    I just laughed at what he said then Kyle said since his shirt was soaked he was going to go and change shirts and bring a pitcher of water for me and a wash cloth for me to wash my face. I told him thank you and he was out the door.

    The rest of the day with Kyle went very good. Kyle informed the head nurse that I was now talking and she informed my doctor. As soon as the nurse knew I was talking she came in and had questions which I did answer but I was not as enthused to talk to her as I was to talk to Kyle. Then the doctor came in asking the same questions. I looked right at the doctor, or at least I think I was looking at him and said:

    “Do you have to ask the same damn questions the nurse just asked me 5 minutes ago? If both of you want the same information then share your notes or come in together because I am not going to answer the same questions over and over.”

    I think the doctor was a little shocked because he didn’t say anything for a few seconds and then as he started towards the door he said he would see me tomorrow. I spoke up and told him to close the door on his way out.

    When I heard the door close Kyle sat in the chair beside the bed and he was doing everything he could do not to burst out laughing. So I started snickering at the same time and soon we were both giggling like two school girls.

    The rest of the day Kyle and talked about many things and he asked about my family and I told him about my sisters, my parents and my sons but very little about my wife.

    After dinner he asked a little more about my wife and he could tell I was not real enthused about talking about her. But I thought what the hell I was going to be honest. I told him the only reason I was married was because of the kids and that I wanted out of the marriage and that I was actually involved with someone else and that person made me very happy.

    Kyle asked how long I had been involved with the other person and I told him for almost 8 years and that our spouses played on a softball team together.

    Kyle was quiet for a couple of minutes before he continued and then asked the big question.

    “So Dave, are you Bisexual? You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. But when you said your spouse’s play softball together I didn’t think there were coed softball teams.”

    “No Kyle I am Gay. I have just been hiding the fact all my life and am now trying to figure out how to get out of a lousy marriage so I can be happy for once in my life.”

    Kyle didn’t say a word and I got worried he was going to walk out the door and inform the head nurse he didn’t want to take care of me any longer or inform them I was gay or just tell me I was disgusting and though he would stay my nurse and treat me differently. I could feel tears begin to well up in my eyes at this point.

    I knew Kyle was sitting in the chair next to the bed and I heard it slide on the floor so I knew he was getting up to walk out so I lowered my head and the tears began to flow. Suddenly I felt a warm hand on my thigh through the bedcover. It was warm and big. It startled me at first and then I heard Kyle’s voice.

    “Dave, don’t cry, there is no need to cry. You are who you are and no one can hold that against you and I sure as hell don’t since I am gay also.”

    I raised my head and I am sure my eyes opened wide as a shocked person eyes would do because I was shocked at what Kyle said.

    I felt the side of the bed sink a little as Kyle sat down on it next to me down near my lower leg and his hand was still on my thigh as he continued to speak to me.

    “I didn’t tell you I was gay because I didn’t know how you would feel about it since you were married and had kids. I am not one to broadcast it because I feel what someone does in their private life is their business and no one’s business at all.”

    To say the least I was really shocked at Kyle’s news. But at the same time it felt good to have someone who I would be able to talk freely about my feelings during all the other crap I would be dealing with during this rough time. But at the same time my thoughts were running a little crazy and I wished I could see Kyle because I knew from the description he had given me of himself he really sounded attractive but seeing him would have been better and now knowing he was gay would have been hot. Damn, I better stop thinking like that though because for the first time in months my cock was actually twitching a little and I sure didn’t need an erection right now.

    “Are you OK Dave?” Kyle asked me.

    “Huh, oh yeah yeah I am just a little surprised at what you told me and I was sure you would walk away when I told you I was gay.”

    Kyle squeezed my thigh a little and said: “Don’t worry buddy, I’m not going anywhere.”

    I was feeling such relief knowing Kyle was comfortable about my confession about being gay and the feeling of his warm hand on my thigh felt great. It was something I had not felt in a very long time. I took my hand and rested it on top of Kyle’s hand not knowing how he would react. At first he did nothing for a few seconds then he flipped his hand over and held my hand in his. I could feel a smile come on my face and I knew there was a smile on Kyle’s face also. We just sat there for a few minutes not saying anything at all just holding hands and I was just enjoying every second of this.

    Then I took my other hand and rested it on Kyle’s forearm lightly and then began to softly stroke it. I don’t know what made me do this because I wasn’t actually thinking of anything sexual but I just needed to feel the closeness of a man. Kyle didn’t pull away and just sat there and let me continue doing what I was doing.

    After about 5 minutes I stopped and leaned back against my pillows but did not release Kyle’s hand and asked Kyle a couple of questions.

    “So since now I am eating and drinking better now and my breathing is good when do I get this damn IV out of my arm and when can I get out of this bed to use a real bathroom and get a real shower?”

    Kyle busted out laughing and said, “Boy Dave you admitting who you really are today has really freed you and now you want to do everything you can all of a sudden”.

    “Your damn right I do”, I said as I laughed.

    “Well I tell you what, I heard the doctor and nurse talking out at the desk earlier and they actually plan to take your IV out tonight as long as you get up yet tonight and go to the bathroom and take a piss without passing out on the way there.”

    “You mean you have let me sit in this bed all this time without telling me this when I could have went and took a piss and gotten this miserable IV out hours ago, you asshole?”

    Kyle Laughed. “You better be nice mister or I will go to the desk and tell nurse Ratchet you refuse to get out of that bed and the IV will stay in longer.”

    My mouth dropped opened wide but at the same time I sat up, through the covers off me and dangled my legs over the side of the bed and started to try and stand. Kyle came to me immediately and got real serious and told me to take it slow because he had to unplug the IV and wanted me to go slowly because I had not walked around at all for over 3 weeks. So once he had everything unhooked I stood slowly and then he had me take his right elbow and we walked slowly to the bathroom. I was glad we went slowly because I was a little lightheaded and my legs were a little shaky after being in bed for so long but at the same time it felt good to be out of that bed.

    When we got to the bathroom Kyle lead me to the toilet and I released his arm so I could turn to sit on the toilet. Once I was situated Kyle stepped out to give me a little privacy and told me to just call out when I finished.

    When I finished I just sat there a couple of minutes just looking around the darkness trying to figure out how I would ever get used to be in total darkness the rest of my life.

    I finally stood up and flushed the toilet and I heard Kyle ask if I was ready and I said yes but asked if he would just watch me but stay near because I wanted to try making it a little on my own. He agreed but said all I had to do was reach out and his hand would be right there if I need it.

    I made it back to the bed though very slowly and I told Kyle that I thought my room must be huge because it seemed like it took forever to get from one end to the other but he told me it was just a regular hospital room. Kyle went and got the nurse and she came in a few minutes later and removed my IV and it was such a great relief.

    While the IV was being removed and the nurse was doing my nightly vitals Kyle went for a well deserved break.

    The nurse that had come in to take the vitals after nurse Ratchet had removed the IV was a younger nurse and very pleasant. She was chatty and said how happy she was to see me smile and more talkative. I told her all the credit goes to Kyle. He got me to open up and realize my life was not over and I could be happy again no matter what. She agreed that Kyle was a great guy and that she was happy he was working with me. I then told her I was really looking forward to getting a shower tomorrow.

    She told me that if I wanted to I could do it yet tonight if I wasn’t to tired and if Kyle didn’t mind or I could wait until tomorrow, but it was totally up to me. I told her I would think about it and thanks.

    She left the room and I just leaned back on the bed and relaxed and thought about all that happened today. I know my eyes were closed and I think I was actually drifting off a little when Kyle walked into the room. He came in very quietly and I heard him set something on my bedside tray and then sit down in the chair trying to stay very quiet. Once he was settled in the chair I spoke.

    “You don’t have to sneak around like a church mouse Kyle.”

    “Oh, I thought maybe you were sleeping and I didn’t want to disturb you.”

    “No, I was just thinking about today and how you brought me out of my shell and how great you made me feel.”

    “I didn’t really do anything Dave, You just told me what you were feeling and got things off your chest.”

    “That may be true but you didn’t judge me or walk away from me. Gee, if you can make me feel that good by just listening I wonder how else you can make me feel good??”, then I blushed and I felt my face go bright red.

    Kyle cleared his throat and chuckled and I heard him squirm in his chair a little.

    “I’m sorry Kyle, that was so wrong of me, I shouldn’t have said that. I have a perverted mind and you were the first guy I have touched in almost a year and my mind just went to the gutter. Please forgive me, I didn’t really mean it.”

    “What do you mean you didn’t mean it, what am I to young for you, am I not the color, not nice enough or what?”

    I think my mouth hit the floor and my eyes went wide and then Kyle started laughing. He got up out of the bed and took my hand and pulled me up out of the bed so we were standing facing one another and wrapped his arms around me and I wrapped my arms around him We just held one another tightly in a caring way and it felt so wonderful. I couldn’t help myself and I began running my hands up and down his back and up through his hair and over his shoulders, back down his back and finally over his ass until I rested my palms on his lower back. Kyle just held me.

    We both leaned our heads back at the same time then slowly we moved back and our lips met softly in a soft gentle kiss. This lasted for about 20 seconds and then we broke apart and we both sat on the edge of the bed side by side with our thighs touching Kyle had his right arm around my back and my left hand was on his right thigh softly rubbing along it but neither of us was saying anything. My hand kept creeping further and further up his thigh and I knew in my head that I should stop but my animal instinct had taken over and my body and mind were going crazy.

    I felt Kyle’s hand that was around me pull me a little closer to him and I turned my head towards him and when I did his lips met mine. I was thinking here I am kissing a 26 year old feeling his firm thigh through his scrubs while sitting on my bed and in the hospital and who knows when the door will open and someone will walk in the door. It was scarey but at the same time it was exciting. I was sure glad I was no longer hooked up to a heart monitor because my heart was racing for sure.

    My hand slid from the top of Kyle’s upper thigh to his inner thigh but kept moving upwards. Kyle took in a deep breath and I felt him remove his arm from around me and my hand stopped moving on his thigh and I was about to pull it away. But before I could remove my hand he placed his left hand softly on mine as he spread his legs apart and leaned back slightly and slowly guided my hand to the lump between his legs.

    Kyle was not hard but the warmth and that bulge felt so wonderful and my hand I instinctly cupped the package that was covered by his scrubs and underwear. I gently rubbed and softly squeezed that warm bulge and enjoyed the feeling of it in my hand and my cock became fully erect. Kyle was moaning softly as I did my manipulation. But after a couple of minutes I slowly released him when I began to feel him getting hard. I didn’t want to stop but I knew once I got him hard I would not be able to stop myself from trying to do more and I was really getting nervous that someone may walk in the door.

    So when I released Kyles bulge I ran my hand up his torso as he sat up and his arm went back around me. He kissed me softly on the lips again and I felt a smile come across each of our faces.

    “Thank you Kyle, I know I should not have done that but I could not control myself. But I think you enjoyed it as much as I did unless you were just trying to make me feel better?”

    “Oh hell no, That was amazing Dave. I enjoyed it just as much as you did. If we were not in this hospital room I think it would have definitely went much further than it did.”

    “Even though I am so much older than you?”

    “You are only 6 years older than me and age doesn’t make a difference at all to me so don’t worry about it.”

    Then to my surprise Kyle reached across my leg and gripped my hard on that was poking against my hospital gown and slowly stroked it several times and I moaned softly.

    “You better not do that to much or I am liable to shoot a load in my gown because you gotta remember I have not shot a load in almost3 months.”

    “Well maybe after lights out tonight I should help you out with that.”

    “Are you kidding, aren’t you afraid we will get caught?”

    “You just let me worry about that. You have had a wonderful day and I am going to make sure your night ends amazing. Now another thing I have to tell you which I dread telling you but I wanted to be the one to tell you and I hope you understand so listen carefully and let me finish before you say anything. Since you are doing so much better I will not be your 24 hour nurse after tonight. Now get that sad look off your face because I will be here everyday during the second and third shifts depending which day it is so you will see me everyday. You will be working with Orientation and Mobility trainers during the day so you will be kept very busy and that means when I am here you and I will be able to go on walks all around the hospital and if the O&M trainer gives permission we may even be able to go on some outings. You still have about 3 weeks here for training before you go home so don’t worry.”

    Hearing what Kyle said really crushed me and tears were running down my face so when he finished talking I was silent for a couple of minutes and couldn’t look at him. So he just sat in the chair and didn’t say anything. I sat there for about 5 minutes and thought about things and then spoke to Kyle.

    “I do understand Kyle, it is time I start becoming independent and it is because of you that I have gotten to the point I am. So even though I will miss you being here 24 hours a day I know you have given up a great deal of your life to be here with me and I greatly appreciate it. Even though I am anxious about the Orientation and Mobility training I am a little nervous but it will be something that we will be able to talk about and something you will be around to practice with me when you are here. So as long as I know I am going to still see you I am ok with it all as long as… you are gonna take care of my big problem before bed tonight”. I said as I pulled my gown and grabbed my still hard cock.

    Kyle just laughed got out of the chair and told me to cover that big boy up and he would go get us a snackfor the night and be back shortly. I told him to bring me a washcloth and towel so I could use the bathroom to clean up a bit before anything later also. He just laughed as he went out the door.

    Kyle returned a few minutes later and I heard what sounded like a cart being rolled into the room. I asked him what he had with him. He told me the nursewould be coming in in a couple of minutes to do the final vitals for the night and then he would explain and no matter what she asked just agree with her. I felt a little confused and must have looked it and Kyle saw this and said to just trust him.

    A couple of minutes later the nurse came in and said she was the night nurse and was here to do the final vitals and after that they would not bother me the rest of the night unless I pushed my call button. Then she remarked that of course with Kyle being in here with me she was sure I wouldn’t need anything at all but just reminded me we shouldn’t sit up talking all night because the O&M trainer was coming late morning tomorrow to start training with me. I promised her I would get some sleep. So she finished her vitals, said good night and walked out and closed the door behind her.

    When she left Kyle sat on the bed and explained that he had asked permission to stay in my room tonight because I had so many things I wanted to talk about O&M, schools for the blind, seeing eye dogs and so many other things. Since Kyle had training with blind people he thought he would be a great one to talk with me especially since he had been with me this whole time. The nurse had called my doctor and he said it was fine. So Kyle had brought a rollaway bed into my room. He had also told them that I had been begging for a shower and didn’t want to wait until tomorrow. So he had brought towels for that also. I got a big grin on my face and looked towards him.

    “What’s that grin about mister?”

    “Well the nurse said they would not be back unless I pushed the call button right? Is the shower big enough for two?”

    Kyle laughed softly, “Well that is what I was wondering myself to be perfectly honest”.

    “Glad our minds think alike.”

    So we had our snacks and Kyle set up his rollaway bed while I went into the bathroom and did my business in there. While in the bathroom I stepped into the shower and realized it was wheelchair accessable so the two of us should be able to fit even if it was a little tight. So what if we would just have to be close together.:-)

    Kyle came into the bathroom and discovered me standing in the shower and laughed when he realized what I was doing and agreed we should both fit just fine. He had brought the towels in with him and was hanging them on the towel bar and I placed the washcloths on the bar in the shower. I could feel my animal instincts taking over so I reached back and untied my gown and let it slide down my arms and reached into the shower, found the knob to start the water and adjusted the temperature and then my fear started to sink in.

    Kyle came up behind me shirtless and leaned against me lightly and rubbed my arms.

    “Just take your time. Reach in and take ahold of one of the safety bars along the back edge and you will be fine. I will hold onto your other hand if you want me to.”

    He released my arms and I reached for the safety bar and once I had ahold of it I stepped into the shower slowly and the feeling of the water hitting my chest was amazing. My hand had slid to the bar around the back of the shower so I was facing the shower head fully now and I was enjoying it. Kyle told me where the bottle of liquid soap was and that is when I froze because I would have to turn around to get the soap. For some reason this really scared me and I couldn’t move. Kyle tried to talk to me but all I could do was shake my head no. Kyle kept coaxing me but I wouldn’t move and he must have been getting frustrated.

    “Well you were worried about us having sex because you were older, but if you are not going to shower and clean yourself then I guess you don’t want your treat tonight.”

    What he said sunk into my head more than anything else he had said to help me and slowly I turned around and got the soap and though I was slow I took my first shower. As I was getting close to being finished except for my back I suddenly felt a warm body against my back and arms wrap around me. I jumped but then leaned back against Kyle.

    Leaning against him I could tell he had a light dusting of hair on his chest and trimmed pubes. I could also tell his cock was semi hard. I went to turn around to face him but he told me before I turned around to give him the soap and washcloth so he could do my back.

    He washed my back so tenderly and moved down across my ass and crack using his hands and when his fingers slid across my opening I felt it twitch like crazy. He kept coming back to my opening and he asked if I liked that and I just moaned softly because I din’t want anyone to hear us. He understood and finally pushed his middle finger into me very slowly to the first knuckle. It felt amazing and I felt myself lean forward and push back on his finger until I had it all the way into me.

    Kyle fingered me for about a minute and then pulled out. Then I felt his hard cock sliding up and down my crack and I moaned again. I wasn’t sure if he was a top or bottom and if he was trying to find my opening so I went for broke and reached behind me and guided him to my hole. When his cock was at my hole I pushed back a little and he got the message and pushed slowly until the head broke through my opening. I tensed up because it had been almost a year since I had had a man in my ass but I was determined to have Kyle in me to fuck me as long as he was willing. When the pain let up I slowly pushed back and he slid deeper and deeper into me until he was all the way in and I could feel his pubes against my ass. Then he started moving in and out and the pleasure was amazing.

    It had been so long since I had felt another guy fuck me and my mind and body was whirling in total pleasure. Kyle was caressing me along the sides from my hips up to my shoulders to my neck and face but his strokes in and out of me never stopped. He did not ram into me but just kept a nice steady motion going and I finally leaned back against him and raised my arms slightly to feel his biceps as he continued to slide into me and he began to caress my chest and nipples.

    I told him how wonderful he felt and said I hoped he was enjoying my ass as much as I was enjoying him inside my ass. He whispered he was enjoying it more than I would ever know but unfortunately he was getting close to reaching his orgasm and was afraid he was going to cum really soon.

    I giggled softly and told him that it was fine and that since he was close and I was loving the way he had been so gentle with his fuck but now I was going to bend over and grab the safety bar in front of me and I wanted him to really pound my ass until he shot his big load inside of me.

    Kyle laughed and pulled my face towards his and kissed me and asked if I was sure? When I nodded my head yes he told me to bend over and hold on tight because I was in for one hell of a ride.

    I turned my head away from him and started leaning forward and reaching for the safety bar. Once I had ahold of it he gently pushed on my upper back to push me forward and downwards. Once in position he took ahold of my hips and began to increase the speed of his strokes in and out of me until he was really ramming in hard but it was so pleasurable.

    Both of us were breathing hard now and I could feel Kyle was getting close when he gripped my shoulders and moaned pretty damn loud. I could feel his cock swelling up and I felt him shove as deep into me as he could and then he moaned with a guttural moan and I felt his hot load of cum shoot into my hole.

    Both of us went weak in the knees and Kyle leaned back against the shower wall and I stayed bent over. His cock softened and he slid out of me but neither of us were moving. Finally he reached around me and turned the water temperature down so the water was more room temperature to try and cool us both down.

    I stood up and turned to face Kyle and then we turned so the water was hitting in our sides and we moved closer to the shower head so it sprayed in between the two of us.

    The two of us finally recovered enough and turned off the water and stepped out of the shower and Kyle handed me a towel so I could dry myself while he dried himself off. We walked back in to the room and I just collapsed on my bed and Kyle slid his scrubs on and collapsed into the chair. I hadn’t bothered to put my hospital gown on yet and I didn’t care, I had just had amazing sex with a fantastic guy and I didn’t care if the world ended right this minute because I was the happiest man alive.

    A few minutes passed and Kyle asked if I wanted something to drink and I said that would be great and he said he would get us something. I was worried about him leaving the room since he had been in the shower with me and I knew he had wet hair and was worried if maybe the nursing staff may have heard anything while we fucked in the shower. Kyle assured me that my room was towards the far end of the hall and the rooms on each side of my room were empty and the one across the hall was empty also so there was no worries.

    I sat up and was working on sliding on the hospital gown and Kyle helped me tie it and then kissed me on the cheek.

    “Oh, don’t you forget I still have that big tool of yours to satisfy tonight before we go to sleep”, then he chuckled.

    I just sighed. “Oh Kyle you don’t have to do that if you don’t feel like it. What you did to me was more than I ever expected.”

    “Oh no, You got my cock where and how you wanted so I am getting yours where I want it. So don’t even try arguing with me.” Then he walked out the door.

    Since the head of the bed was elevated to a sitting position I put my legs up and just leaned back and thought more about what had just happened with Kyle and me in the shower. Actually I was thinking about the past few weeks and everything that happened and how Kyle had helped me so much even when I was pushing him away. Then when the iceberg broke from my heart and brain broke today and Kyle finally got through to me things had been amazing.

    So basically in about 16 or 17 hours it was like my life had turned around completely. Then the past hour and that amazing sex with Kyle, man it was out of this world. I had actually been afraid that sex would no longer be enjoyable and I would not have the pleasure that I had once had because I was now blind. But I guess what they say is true, if you lose one sense the others get stronger. I know my touch senses had picked up greatly and for sex that is fantastic.

    Kyle walked back into the room and sat a bottle of something to drink on my tray and then laughed.

    “What are you laughing at?”

    “Well whatever you were thinking about, I see that tool of yours is standing up at full attention again.”

    I smiled, “I am sure you know what I am thinking about you sexy guy”.

    Kyle didn’t say a word but I heard him set whatever he got himself to drink down on the tray also and he told me to sit on the edge of the bed. As I did what he told me to do I heard him pull the chair around and I realized he was now sitting in front of me on the chair and he was raising my gown and telling me to scoot right to the edge of the bed as close as I could.

    I did as he asked and stopped when he placed his hand on my lower abdomen. Then he lifted my legs and I think he saw a little fear in my face but he told me not to worry he wouldn’t let me fall off the bed so just relax and enjoy. He placed my legs on the arms of the chair, which lucky for me had padded arms, and then reached out and started rubbing my thighs all over working towards my balls and hard cock.

    Kyle shifted in his chair or got on his knees because the next thing I knew he was licking my balls while he held my cock firmly in his gentle fist and stroked it lightly. I moaned softly while he did this and he just kept lapping and sucking on one then the other ball then took both of them in his mouth and let them rool around together in his hot wet mouth.

    The sensation was so amazing and since I had been hard pretty much all the time for over an hour and had had my ass fucked amazingly I knew I would not last long once Kyle started to suck my cock. Kyle finally released my balls and he ran his tongue up the underside of my cock to the very top. As he did this I felt precum oozing out of my cock. It was almost like his tongue was a spatula and it was pushing the precum out. When Kyle saw the precum he took the entire head in his mouth and ran his tongue all over it making sure he didn’t miss any and then just sucked on the head but his tongue never stopped moving around.

    I had my cock sucked many times but this time it was totally amazing and maybe was because Kyle was just the most talented cock sucker I had ever been with or my sense of touch and feeling had really increased. Kyle began sliding his mouth up and down my hard cock and his tongue was constantly moving all around it at the same time. He was able to deep throat me right off the bat and when he did this and just held it there but his tongue kept working it was driving me out of my mind. He would slide up and down really hard and fast and then go slow and gentle.

    He kept changing techniques. This went on for about 5 or 6 minutes and I knew I could take no more and I had to cum.

    “Kyle, I love what you are doing. But I can’t hold back any longer. I am about to shoot my load. So if you don’t want a hot thick load of cum down your throat and in your mouth you better pull off quick.”

    Kyle didn’t say a word at all but just started to increase his sucking until he had a real good grip on my cock with his lips but his tongue was soft and gentle as it slid up and down my cock. I was starting to explode and I reached over and grabbed the pillow on my bed and pushed my face deep into it and started to scream as I pushed my hips forward as my cock got harder and swelled thicker and shot after shot of hot thick cum exited my cock and shot into Kyles mouth and throat.

    When my orgasm ended I fell back on the bed but Kyle did not release my cock until it went completely soft. Then he carefully raised my legs off the chair arms and swung them around and helped me get repositioned on the bed and my gown back into place. Then he handed me my bottle of drink, grabbed his drink and sat in the chair.

    We both opened our bottles and took big drinks and neither said anything for a couple of minutes.

    K: “So how are you feeling now, do you think you will sleep good tonight since you have had a good day?”

    “I am going to sleep amazing. How about yourself?”

    “I am going to sleep great myself especially after what the two of us have been doing the past hour and a half. My body is saying it is time to crash.”

    “I agree completely. I think I will put Conan on tv or whatever I can find that we can watch, have you set the tv timer and call it a night.”

    “Sounds good to me.”

    “Kyle I do have something I do want to say to you though. Can you come over here for a minute please and sit here on the edge of the bed?”

    Kyle walked over and sat down and didn’t say anything at all but I could tell he seemed a little nervous.

    “I just wanted to say thank you for everything. I know I have already thanked you several times tonight for what you did for me today and it is greatly appreciated. But I also want to thank you for the last hour and a half. I know from being around you for the past few weeks you are not the type that sleeps around with patients or everyone you meet but what you did for me helped me realize I can have a normal sex life along with a normal life even though I am blind. I won’t ask why you did what you did with me, maybe you hadn’t had any in awhile like me, maybe it was pity sex or maybe you felt like we had some kind of connection. I don’t want you to tell me the answer because, well lets just say I don’t want how I feel to be ruined. I know it will not happen again and I do not expect it to. You are going back to your regular work tomorrow and we will still see each other but I will be going home soon myself and our paths will probably never cross again. But I want you to know that I think you are an amazing man and have a real future in nursing and someday I pray you will find that special man to share your life that will make you happy forever.”

    By the time I finished what I had said tears were running down my cheeks and Kyle was crying also. Kyle handed me a couple of Kleenex and we wiped our eyes and faces. Kyle then stood up and took my hand and asked me if I could stand up and I did. We wrapped our arms around each other resting our cheeks against each others. Then we quickly had a soft kiss on the lips and pulled away. Kyle went to make up the rollaway and I turned on the tv to find something we could listen to while we fell asleep.

    I asked Kyle to set the timer while I went and used the bathroom and brush my teeth and then came back to bed and climbed into my bed and laid down. I heard Kyle go and use the bathroom and then he climbed into bed. We said goodnight and I don’t think it took him more than ten minutes to fall asleep.

    The last thought I had as I fell asleep was that during the entire sexual experience I never thought about being blind. My mind was so wrapped up in my pleasure and what was happening that the fact I was blind never crossed my mind. This made me wonder that as I learned more and more how to cope with the blindness and learn to do things in a new but productive way if the blindness will just become a fact of life and it won’t bother me and I won’t even think about it everyday or every minute like I do now.


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  • My Best Friend Submits

    I went to my best friends house one day, and walked in to find that we would be the only ones home until 9 o’clock that night. We sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, to see if there was anything on. We started chatting about girls, and other things like that, and the topic got brought up about what people we liked.

    My best friend is the only person that knows that I’m bisexual. I started talking about a couple of guys, and I started explaining how I had a fantasy about sucking someone’s cock.

    He was always very hesitant towards anything like oral and anal even with a girl. He asked me what it felt like to have your dick blown, and I replied that I didn’t know. He asked me if I wanted to blow him, and I simply said yes.

    I slid his boxers and shorts down to his ankles, and licked at his head tentatively. I went down to his balls and started licking and then sucked each one into my mouth at a time.

    He moaned and I went back up to his head, and then started to go down his 7 inch dick. my nose brushed his bush and i pulled off for a second to catch my breath.

    I started bobbing up and down on his cock for a minute or so, listening to his breathing get heavier, and then slowed down. 

    I pulled off and licked the head, and then opened the piss slit and pushed in just a little with my tongue. He moaned even louder. I started sucking again, this time slower. He started to hit me with more strength and his balls stopped slapping my face. He whispered that he was close, and I pulled off and licked his balls. I grabbed them ever so lightly with my teeth and pulled. this elicited an excited gasp from him, and I moved back up to his cock and started moving even faster.

    He started panting louder, and then started spasming. He let out three strong blasts of cum that hit my throat and then let out five more that hit my tongue. I swallowed and then sucked the last of his cum out of his cock and then cleaned it off until it went limp. He pulledmout and thanked me. I thanked him and then we went about our normal routines. 


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  • A brothers love

    John and I were sat on the sofa, having a cuddle.

    “I have something to ask you.” John announced.

    “Ask me then.” I said.

    “Do you have any more fantasies.” He asked.

    I didn’t know how to answer. I did have fantasies, but none that compared with fucking my brother.

    “Other then fucking you?” I asked.

    “Yes, something you haven’t done yet.” He said

    “I can think of a few things.” I said, smiling at him.

    “Name a couple.” John said, almost ordering me.

    “I would love to watch you fuck another guy.” I announced.

    “Really?” He asked, looking surprised.

    “Yeah.” I said.

    I didn’t know if it was the fact that it would be like live porn or that I’d be watching my brother pound some guy, but the thought of watching him really turned me on.

    “We might be able to do that one day.” He said, obviously loving the idea.

    “That would be hot.” I said.

    “What else do you want to do?” He asked.

    “Well, there is the rape thing.” I said, a little hesitant.

    “What?” John asked.

    “I would love to try rape roleplay.” I explained.

    “You want to rape a dude?” He asked.

    “No, I want to be raped by a stranger.” I said.

    “Raped for real?” He asked, getting worried.

    “No, rape roleplay.” I said, annoyed that didn’t hear me say that the first time.

    “Oh, that’s alright then.” He said, a lot calmer then he was a minute before.

    “Like someone breaking into the house or attacking me in the park.” I explained.

    “Does it have to be a stranger?” John asked, clearly still a little confused.

    “No, but as part of the roleplay, they would be a stranger.” I answered.

    “I get it now.” He said, smiling.

    “About time.” I said, with a giggle.

    “Tell me another of your fantasies.” John said.

    “I’d like to get a hot guy to come here and be our bitch.” I said, with a smile.

    “Another threesome?” He asked.

    “Not really.” I said.

    “Explain it to me.” John said.

    “We find a guy that will come and please us in any way that we want.” I explained.

    “You mean more like a slave?” He asked.

    “Yes, that’s it.” I answered.

    That was pretty much the end of the conversation. We were turned on by it all so much, that we went upstairs and fucked each other until we were both filled with cum.

    Three days had gone by since that night.

    It was half past seven in the morning and we were sat on the sofa, drinking coffee.

    “Are you going for a run this morning?” John asked me.

    “Yeah, will you be joining me?” I said.

    “No, I have work soon.” He answered.

    “Oh yeah.” I said, a little disappointed.

    “Maybe we’ll run together tomorrow baby.” He said smiling at me.

    “I hope so.” I replied.

    After finishing his coffee, John went upstairs to get ready for work.

    Hearing that he was in the shower, I crept up the stairs and slowly opened the bathroom door. I stood in the door way, watching him wash. I loved to see him wet. 

    We are brothers but you wouldn’t think it to look at us. I was still thin and standing around a foot shorter then John. He was muscle bound, tattooed and six and a half foot tall.

    I continued to watch as he washed his hair. The shampoo created a lot of foam that ran down his back and into the crack of his firm butt. My cock was starting to react to the amazing sight.

    John must of sensed that I was there. He turned around to face me, smiling.

    “What you looking at, fag?” He said, smirking.

    “My hot brother.” I replied, staring at his cock.

    I’ve always been envious of Johns cock, even in its flaccid state, it was about six inches long.

    “You seen enough?” He asked.

    “I have, for now.” I answered with a smirk.

    After scanning his amazing body once again, I closed the door and went into our bedroom.

    Reaching into a chest of drawers, I pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. I changed into the clothes, just in time for John coming through the bedroom door.

    “That’s not fair.” He said, while rubbing a towel through his hair.

    “What?’ I asked, pulling on my running shoes.

    “You got to see me naked, but I missed my chance to see you.” He said, grinning. 

    “You’ll have to wait until tonight then.” I said, teasing him.

    John smiled and continued to dry himself.

    After fastening my sneakers, I stood up and went toward John.

    “I’m going for my run now, baby.” I said, sliding my hand down his moist back.

    “Are you going to run through the park?” He asked, turning to face me.

    “Yes, why do you ask?” I replied.

    “It’s been raining, so be careful.” He said.

    “I will be.” I said, smiling.

    I wrapped my arms around John and cuddled into his chest.

    “I’ll see you after work.” He said, putting his arms around me.

    I looked up at him and moved in for a kiss. John leaned toward me and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. With him still being naked and acting so passionately, my cock began to grow again.

    “I’ll see you soon, baby.” I said, releasing him.

    I knew that if I hadn’t let him go, we would end up fucking and he would be late for work.

    “Have a good run.” He said, before planting a kiss on my cheek.

    Once John had let me go, I went down stairs to the kitchen. I took a bottle of water from the fridge and went toward the front door.

    “Bye baby!” I shouted up the stairs.

    I didn’t hear a reply, I guessed that John hadn’t heard me.

    I took my keys and iPod from the coffee table and left the house.

    I arrived at the park, put my earphones in my ears and started my playlist. The music played loudly, as I liked it when running.

    I started jogging around the boarder of the park. The ground was wet, turning the usually firm soil to a muddy mess. I ignored it and carried on running.

    I eventually reach the wooded area that had a path running through it. I knew that if I followed that path, it would make my laps longer.

    I ran along the soggy path, through the wooded area. I was surrounded by tall trees and dense bushes that blocked my view of the park.

    I picked up my speed when a song with a quicker beat started. Before long, I was out of the trees and back in the open park.

    It wasn’t until now that I noticed how quiet the park was. I hadn’t seen anyone at all. I presumed that was because it was a weekday so most people would be doing the school run or were at work.

    I continued running until I had finished my first lap, reaching where I had entered the park. I slowed down to a slow jog again, while I had a drink of my water.

    After putting the cap back on the bottle, I picked up the pace. I quickly reached the woods again , following the muddy path.

    I had to slow down because my mud covered sneakers were struggling to keep a grip on the soggy ground.

    I had got half way up the path when something struck my back. The impact caused me to fall forward, my face narrowly avoiding a huge puddle of dirty water. 

    My earphones fell out of my ears and landed in the mud. The bottle of water went skidding along the path.

    Before I had chance to react, something heavy landed on my back. I forced my neck round and looked over my shoulder. I saw that there was a person laying on top of me. 

    I couldn’t see much, all I saw were two green eyes looking through a black balaclava, staring at me.

    “Get the fuck off me!” I yelled.

    “Shut the fuck up!” The person shouldn’t, a little muffled by the mask.

    It was clear by the voice, that it was a guy.

    “What do you want?” I asked, screaming.

    “Your ass.” He answered.

    I tried to pull myself from under him, but my efforts were useless.

    “Stay still!” He shouted. 

    With a handful of my hair, he pushed my head down. My face was driven into the puddle. 

    “Now behave.” He said, pulling my face out of the water. 

    “Let me go, fucker!” I yelled. 

    “I know that you want this, baby.” He said. 

    With that, I knew who my attacker was and I went with it. 

    “I don’t want anything from you.” I snapped. 

    “Shut the fuck up!” He shouted, pushing my face back into the dirty water. 

    My mouth filled with the water, which I spat out when he pulled my head back up. I felt his breath on my ear as he began to grind against my butt. 

    “I’m going to fuck you til you hurt, then I’ll fuck you some more.” He whispered into my ear. 

    Now that I knew who it was, my cock began to wake. 

    “I don’t think so.” I said, trying to roll him off me. 

    “We’ll see.” He said, repositioning himself. 

    He was now sat up and using his knee to pin me in place, while he started to tug at my sweatpants. 

    “That’s a nice ass.” He said, pulling my sweats and boxers down. 

    “No!” I yelled, while trying to stop him from taking my pants down. 

    “Stop moving!” He shouted, pressing his knee into my back. 

     

    He reached down and took my pants off, leaving my sneakers on. 

    Now free, my hard cock landed in the dirt beneath me. 

    “Let me go, you wanker.” I snapped. 

    “I will, when I’m done with you.” He said, changing his position again. 

    Back on top of me, he tried to use his knees to open my legs. 

    “Get off me.” I shouted. 

    “No!” He snapped. 

    He grabbed my hair again and pushed my face back into the puddle. He held me there it little longer this time. I began to panic and kicked my legs, trying to make him stop. 

    He used this as an opportunity to get what he wanted. While I was kicking, he forced his legs between mine. 

    “That’s more like it.” He said, pulling my face out of the water again. 

    I felt him reach between us and open his jeans. 

    “Let me go.” I yelled, as I felt his stiff cock touch my butt. 

    He reach up and placed one of his hands over my mouth. 

    “Shut up, fag!” He snapped. 

    I tried to speak but every word was muffled by his hand. 

    He spat in his free hand and rubbed his cock with it. He pushed his wet helmet against my hole. Feeling that, I clenched my butt, in an effort to stop him. 

    “It will hurt more if you don’t relax.” He said. 

    I unclamped my ass at the thought of being hurt. 

    “That’s better.” He said, pushing his helmet inside me. 

    I tried to scream at him but I couldn’t form the words, due to the restriction caused by his mud covered hand. 

    With one quick push, he forced the rest of his cock deep inside me. 

    “That’s a nice tight hole.” He said, grinding inside me. 

    My cock rubbed against the mud, causing both discomfort and pleasure. 

    He took his hand away from my mouth, grabbed both of my wrists and used them to pin my arms to the ground. 

    “Please stop.” I begged him. 

    “Not until I’m done.” He said.

    “Stop!” I yelled as he started to fuck me harder. 

    He was pounding my ass hard and fast, pulling his cock almost all the way out of me before slamming it back inside.

    “Please stop.” I pleaded. 

    “Not yet.” He said, panting. 

    He started to fuck me even harder. His solid cock banged against my insides, hitting all the right places. 

    “I’m going to cum.” He moaned. 

    “Don’t, please stop.” I begged. 

    My begging was useless, it was too late. 

    “Fuck, I’m cumming.” He moaned, fucking me hard and fast. 

    “Fuck yeah.” I moaned as I felt him squirt deep inside me 

    Shot after shot of his juice filled my ass.

    “Oh fuck” he said, as he finished cumming. 

    He collapsed his waight on top of me and released my wrists. 

    “Let me turn over.” I ordered. 

    He sat up, allowing me to roll onto my back. He grabbed the top of the balaclava, about to pull it off. 

    “No, leave it on.” I said, gripping my mud covered cock. 

    Looking up at his covered face, I started to stroke my solid rod. I beat it quick and hard, knowing that it wouldn’t take me long to cum. 

    “Oh yeah.” I moaned, as I felt myself getting close. 

    I began to cum, shooting my big load onto my dirty tank top.

    “That was amazing.” I said, still laying in the mud. 

    “It really was.” John said, pulling the balaclava off his head. 

    Sitting up, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him toward me. I started to make out with him. 

    “We had better get out of here.” John Said, pulling away from me.

    John stood up and fastened his jeans. He put out his hand, offering to help me up. I took hold of his hand and let him pull me up. 

    With my top now covered in mud and my cum, I took it off. I pulled my sweats back on and stuffed my boxers into my pocket.  

    Topless and covered in mud, I turned to look at John. He was putting his balaclava in his pocket and looking me up and down. 

    “You look hot like that.” He said, smirking. 

    “You like the mud?” I asked. 

    “Only on you.” He answered. 

    We were given a few strange looks on the way home. I couldn’t blame people for looking, I was topless and my face and arms were covered in mud. 

    Each time we saw another person looking at us, we smiled at each other. 

    “If only they knew that my brother just raped me in the park.” I whispered. 

    “They would die.” John said with a giggle. 

    We got back to the house and rushed inside, just in time for it to start raining again. 

    Near the door, we kicked off our shoes and dropped all of our dirty clothes on the floor. We then ran up stairs and turned the shower on. 

    In the shower, we washed each other while talking about or session. 

    “I thought you were working today.” I said to John. 

    “I booked the day off.” He said, smirking. 

    “Sneaky fucker.” I said. 

    After our shower, we went back downstairs and laid on the sofa again. 

    Talking about John raping me in the woods, turned us both on again. I ended up fucking him on the sofa then falling to sleep on his arms.


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  • What Have I Done?

    I just got home from one of the most surprising encounters of my life. I’d stopped by a buddy of mines house, expecting to watch a Cowboy’s football game. I hadn’t seen James since our last golf game in mid-November but we were good enough friends that I could stop by unannounced.
     
    When he answered the door James told me that there’s coffee in the kitchen. I poured a cup and Iished it up with a shot of Sambuca. When I found out James’s girlfriend, Paige who I still haven’t met, was out of town on business I was disappointed.

    We watched the first half of the game, all the while, talking about his girl Paige. There were pictures of her everywhere. She was stunning. 

    At half time James excused himself to take a shower. While he was gone I had my forth coffee. 

    When he returned James was wearing his robe. He sat down in his chair. 

    We were sitting opposite, facing each other, across the room. I commented again about how hot his girl Paige was. 

    He said, “Dude, can you keep a secret?” 

    I said, “Of course.”
     
    He pulled out his lap top and said, “I have a video to show you, one that Paige made for me a few weeks ago.” 

    He put the laptop on the coffee table and placed it so we could both see it. 

    In the video, Paige walked into his bedroom. As she came into frame, I saw one of the most sexy, stunning chicks ever. She was wearing white knee high socks, a plaid women’s golf style skirt, a sheer white, skintight polo shirt and no bra. Her breasts were a solid, full B cup. 

    She proceeded to talk to James, telling him this was for those lonely times, when she was on the road. 

    Fiona Apple’s first cd was playing in the background. The music very grinding and sexy. 

    Paige did a short dance. When she spun, it was clear that she was also not wearing panties. 

    Neither James nor I said anything.
     
    Moving closer to the camera, Paige laid down on the bed, with her feet facing the camera. Then she pulled three vibrators from under a pillow. Setting them on the bed, except 1, which she slowly started to tease her clit with, slightly parting her legs for both of us to see. 

    I noticed that James had his hand under his robe, stroking his cock.
     
    As we continued to watch this sexy, intimate scene, I found myself getting hard. So I pulled an afghan over my lap and started to rub my cock. Soon I had my pants undone and down past my knees. And if James knew what I was doing I really didn’t care. 

    As the video continued, James said, “You seem to be paying a lot of attention to my cock.”
     
    I told him, “I didn’t realize it was so big.”
     
    He asked, “Am I bigger than you?”
     
    I uncovered my lap and showed him my eight inch cock. I’m about the thickness of a cardboard paper towel roll. 

    James is also about eight inches but as thick as a red bull can. 

    We were now openly stroking our cocks, watching his girl Paige on video.
     
    He said, “If you want a closer look, it’s ok.”
     
    I told him, “I think that we both needed a drink. “

    Secretly I was hoping his cock would go limp and that’s exactly what happened. 

    When we returned to our seats, we re-started the video. 

    When James reached for his cock, I stopped him. Then I got up and dropped to my knees in front of him. With the ‘squeaking’ sounds from his girl Paige’s pussy filling the room, I leaned forward and slowly took his flaccid cock in my mouth. I just held it there, feeling it growing in my mouth. I started to work up and down the shaft, feeling his throbbing cock stretching my mouth. I took his hard dick in deep, sucking and licking his shaft and head as he filled my mouth.
     
    I heard moaning and realized it was me. 

    I found myself trying to take it all. I felt the head touching the back of my throat. I kept my tongue moving and felt the saliva dripping from my mouth. Soon his hips were moving, driving his cock deep into my mouth, then almost all the way out and then deep again. 

    I felt James’s hands on the back of my head, pulling, shoving his cock deep into my mouth and holding it there. When he started moving again stretching my mouth and pounding my throat. 

    I sucked his huge cock for a good fifty minutes. Occasionally, holding it in my hands and running my sloppy tongue from his balls to the tip, then swallowing it whole. As I felt the tension building up, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, OOHHHHHH God I’m cumming” James cried, telling me he was going to cum. 

    Grabbing his balls, I quickened my pace, sucking harder, deep throating him like crazy.

    I felt his cock jerk in my mouth, shooting over and over, blowing his massive load of hot cum into my mouth. As I swallow I continue sucking his cock until he can’t take it anymore and then I pulled out slightly, letting his last two shots hit my face just above my mouth. 

    I still had some of his cum in my mouth so I leaned my head back, using a finger to channel the cum from my face into my mouth. I savored the taste, taking my time before swallowing it. 

    I went back to my chair and had James re start the video from where I’d stopped being able or interested in watching.  Then while he watched I stroked my cock, shooting a huge load all over my chest and stomach. 

    We had a regular coffee, no Irish…and I drove home wondering how what I’d just done was going to change our relationship. 

    The end… 


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  • Ragefucked

    “Come over and use that slutty mouth of yours on my cock.” The message blinks on my screen in the Starbucks where I’m working on my laptop. It’s from someone I’ve met before. I snap the lid closed. Twenty minutes later I’m there.

    The slim brown guy answers the door in his tight white boxers, his black beard neatly trimmed. He’s freshly showered, but he looks tired. “Hey, how have you been?” He asks as I step in and take off my shoes.

    “Not bad,” I tell him. “But took a break for a while. I had one of those month long colds. So I might be out practice.” This is my first hookup in six weeks.

    “Yeah, yeah,” he says, not hearing. “I had a boyfriend. But my friend called me up and said he saw him kissing a guy in the parking lot. I didn’t want to be believe it but it’s true.”

    “Oh, that’s rough.”

    His big shaggy black dog, usually jumping up at me excitedly, lay on a mat in the corner. She raises her head a little, gazes at me mournfully, sighs, and then lay down again.

    We go in the bedroom and he strips, revealing his taut brown skin and his dark uncut cock. I’m staring.

    “Take off your clothes man,” he tells me.

    “Sure.” as I pull off my sweater he smiles just a little.

    “Hey, you look great.”

    “Really?”

    “Yeah. You lost weight or something since last time.”

    Aww thanks. I’ve been lifting weights, and trying to bulk for nine months now. I’m bad at it. I managed to gain 15 pounds, but I gave up trying to stuff myself during my cold.

    He lays back on the bed, resting on his elbows, nude. I can’t tear my eyes away from his crotch. I lay between his legs and wrap my lips around his penis. It flops and squishes, and his brown skin feels impossibly velvety against my tongue. He grabs it’s base between his fingers and I feel the blood rush in and it slowly fills my mouth. He lets out a slow breath, and  gently caresses my hair, sending tingles through my scalp.

    I let it slip out and I just want to stare at it. “You have a beautiful cock,” I tell him. It’s seven inches, and the end is a perfect glistening orb, pink as bubble-gum, wrapped in delicate brown skin. He watches me in amusement.

    On the bed beside him, his phone lights up and interrupts us. His smile vanishes. “It’s him.” He says, and stabs the cancel button, silencing it.

    Last time, we kissed passionately and frantically explored each others bodies. Now, he seems lost in thought as he shoves my head down to his penis. I mouth it and press in, feel it snap past my tonsils. His was the first dick that I ever deep throated without gagging.

    He moves his fingers to his balls, presses them against my lips. “Get my balls in too.”

    I’m already at my limit but I push down further, let one slip in. He uses his index finger and I feel its partner follow.

    I shift, and his glans scrapes the back of my throat. It sends a shiver through his body. He moans, “Oh man that’s good.” He stares at me with his brown eyes, and I know what’s coming next. I feel his two hands on my scalp, pushing me down as he tries to hit that spot on my throat again. He humps hard, lifting his ass of the bed and succeeds. I use the opportunity to slide my hands behind him. His ass cheeks are perfect, I can cup them in my hands. I squeeze them and let my hands slip inside his crack.

    MURAARPH. A gutteral, horrible sound comes out of me. I retch, I’m choking and pull off, leaving a string of thick throat mucous all over his cock.

    After I swallow, he presses me down again, and starts to hump quickly. He needs to hit that spot. Repeatedly. And hard. He manages 15 or 20 quick thrusts before I retch again. I get up and wipe my face off with the back of my arm.

    He leaps up, throws his pillow at the foot of the bed. “Lay down. On your back.” He looms over me, bends my legs back and eagerly strokes my anus. “Have you let anyone in yet?” he asks hopefully.

    The look on my face answers for me.

    He’s not happy. He moves to the floor at foot of the bed behind me. He stands there, his dick raging above my face. He locks eyes with me.

    “Open your mouth. I’m going to fuck you.”

    I lean my head back and he shoves himself in and holds it there. The angle lets him go deep, further than anything’s ever been that wasn’t food. It’s fucking hot staring into his the stubble of his butt crack. I wonder when he’s going to grab my penis, or if I will have to do it.

    But he’s in his own world now, and when he starts to fuck, my hands fly up to his waist to guide him, or maybe to push him away. He fucks like he doesn’t care. It’s hot.

    I retch again. I barely managed to swallow the fluid and he shoves back in, humping faster this time. He thrusts in short bursts, like a hare in heat. When he permits me to breathe, I don’t know if it’s for my comfort or if he’s just doing it so it won’t end.

    MMMRAURGH. I taste the pumpkin spice latte I had for breakfast. It’s too much. I sit up, grab a towel, and wipe my face off.

    He sighs, flops back down on the bed and jerks himself. 

    When I lean in and give him a lick, he latches on to a fistful of hair. “Suck on my balls,” he demands. I roll his nuts in my mouth as much as I can while he jerks. I can feel his heart pounding. “You want my cum?” He asks.

    “Mmm hmm”

    “I said do you want my cum?” He stops and holds his penis up. It throbs. “Then make me cum with your mouth.

    I take it in my mouth and try my best. But then he angrily grabs my head and moves it for me, jerking it up and down. “Yeah, suck it you cocksucker. Suck my fucking cock!

    Now I know how a paint mixer feels. I relax and try to keep my teeth away, while he drills my face down further and further onto his dick. I’m about to retch again, when suddenly his ass lifts off the mattress and I know he’s too close, he will never let me stop, so I close my eyes and will away the urge. My nose slams against bone. I feel beads of sweat as I grip his ass cheeks.

    “I’m cumming,” he finally exclaims, and in the same moment the phone rings again. It lights up beside me, ignored. He roars and locks my head in place, and his whole body thrusts up like he’s being electrocuted, and his dick is the centre of it all. I feel it pulsing against my lip and his angry load surges out deep inside me.

    He takes a deep breath and reluctantly lets go of my hair. He’s cradling the phone against his cheek, speaking in hushed tones while I suck the rest out of him. “Yeah. The phone was in the bedroom,” he explains. I only catch bits and pieces of the conversation. When he’s clean, I hunt for my socks and quickly get dressed. “I love you too,” I hear him tell the caller. I feel awkward. I tip-toe over the dog on the way to the door.

    Before I can leave, he rushes out of the room, dick flopping in the air, phone in hand. He smiles, eyes full of warmth and gratitude, puts his arms around me and squeezes me close. “Thanks man,” he whispers in my ear. “I really needed you today. You’re awesome.”

    Yeah, it was hot. My throat is raw but I’m grinning as I drive back to work. After that rage fuck I can take anything.


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  • South London Common

    South London has a few wooded areas that are notorious for cruising and on occasion I’ve walked across the Common to see what trouble I could find.

    A couple of weeks ago, after going two nights in a row, I found myself bent over a tree taking two different dicks and then blowing my load with one of the tops while the other sucked our dicks.

    Cruising in the woods seems so old school. I’m in my 40s and I definitely remember a time when there was no Scruff or BBRTs to hook up and often, on a warm summer night, the parks are where you went to get off.

    Anyway, fast forward a week or two and I was chatting with this cute stud on BBRTs, about the same age as me, slightly shorter, but seductively edgy as we chatted. We were all but ready to connect and he surprises me one night by asking if I like to cruise outdoors.

    I could not tell a lie and instead of taking our chances of meeting in the park, we deliberately set out to the woods with the intent to connect one evening and it turned out to be a sexy fucking night.

    I got there a bit earlier than our agreed upon time and was standing around watching the various guys wander through the woods. It looked to be a lot busier than usual and a few of the guys were definitely fuckable. There were of course the others that made you wish you stayed in doors with a sleeve of Pringles, but that’s the beauty of nature right?

    Anyway, my chat-buddy had told me that he would be wearing a baseball cap which instantly turned me on and I had let him know that under my shorts, I had on a leather jock strap and was lubed and ready for dick.

    I saw him coming through the dimly lit woods with a big grin on his face and even though we had never met before, there was a sexy connection and he walked up, put his arms around me and kissed me.

    “Hope you didn’t forget the poppers?” he asked as we kissed.

    I could feel his hard dick pushing against the leather pouch of my jock and his hands roamed all over my ass. His hands slipped down the back of my shorts and he moaned a little when he felt some of the lube coating my cheeks.

    “Fucking whore aren’t you” he said to as he undid his jeans.

    “Suck my dick slut,” he commanded as he pushed me to the forest floor.

    I had only seen his dick in pics but when I unleashed it, I was pleasantly surprised by his girth and the straight-as-an-arrow erection. He had one of those cocks that stuck straight out and bobbed around. It looked so gorgeous in the light and he had on a metal cock ring.

    Clearly he was ready to fuck.

    But first, I handed him the poppers while I licked the head of his dick tasting his precum. He poppered up and maneuvered over to a tree where he leaned back and let me go to work on his now very hard dick.

    I took a huge hit of poppers and swallowed his knob while he pushed my head down and murmured nasty shit to me. “Suck that cock slut, you like that don’t you? You’re a big whore, probably been here for hours taking loads haven’t you?”

    By this time, a few other guys had gathered around to watch me suck this stud. Two were hot young athletic guys. Obviously straight and looking for on-the-side fun which was a hot thought. The other guy was a lot older and holding onto a bicycle like it was about to be stolen.

    The poppers made me a little giggly and I was almost going to say to him, “are you looking to be ridden,” but though against it.  Didn’t really want to open that door, but the other two, I’d them fuck me six ways to Sunday with my new friend.

    As I sucked, I worked my shorts down around my ankles and my jock-strapped ass was on view for all to see. I’d go down to the cock ring on this cutie, and he’d reach around and finger my lubed ass.

    After a few minutes of this, one of the athletic studs came over and whipped out a nice cock in my face standing beside my friend.

    “Check out this slut’s ass man, he picked me up online and its all ready lubed and ready for dick. Want some?”

    The new guy had a big smirk on his face,  and reached around while I held onto to both of their cocks.

    “Dam” he said as he fingered my hole, “Who goes first?”

    “I will,” said the third guy.

    My friend raised me up and gave me a kiss at this point and whispered, “You don’t mind do you? Sorry, I should have asked but….”

    I didn’t answer him, but kissed him and then pushed him aside so I could lean over the tree he was propped against. I kicked off my shorts and assumed the position, ass sticking out, jockstrap illuminated in the dim light.

    I honestly don’t know who went first but all three fucked me (I think). They all fucked me and talked nasty to me. My friend came around after a couple of mounts and shoved his dick into my mouth.

    “You ok?’ he asked.

    So sweet he was, right before I gagged on his cock at about the same time one of the other guys nutted inside me with a loud grunt.

    This continued on for quite sometime and I was aware of guys coming and going to watch. I don’t think anyone other than my three new friends fucked me, but there were a couple of guys I would have let load me up.

    My friend finished off fucking me with one of his legs up on a nearby tree. His ball sac was slapping against my nuts and he was not shy about talking nasty to me.

    “I’m going to fucking dump in your slutty hole,” and with that he thrust every inch of dick deep inside me and pumped me full of his nutt.

    As promised in our online chat, I told him I would clean his dick after he blew his load, so I turned around, grabbed hold of that dick and licked and sucked three guys’ loads and juice off before standing up, kissing him and looking around for my shorts.

    “Thanks man, “ we should do that again.

    “Tomorrow night?” I asked.


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  • Cum Addict

    As I have said on many occasions I’m a cocksucker and addicted to sucking cock and swallowing cum. Last week I had a wonderful cum filled weekend that I would like to share with all my fellow cocksucking cum addicts. I had a couple of comp days coming from work so I decided to take a three day weekend. After sleeping in Friday morning and making myself a nice bacon, eggs over easy, the yokes still runny, buttery light toast and chockolet milk breakfast, I settled in to catch up on my reading, a good Louis L’Amour western. 

    Unfortunately, not two-minutes into my endeavor my mind started creating all kinds of glorious images of me sucking dick and swallowing cum. I fought the desire for all of five minutes but lost out and had to hop on the computer and jack-off to some steamy man sex porn. 

    Satisfied for the moment I went back to read only to be interrupted some twenty minutes later by my neighbor Marvin, who came over to borrow my hedge clippers. 

    He and I headed out to the backyard to my tool shed and what was supposed to be a simple retrieval job turned out to be ten minutes of steamy cock sucking followed by Marvin giving me a warm load of cum. 

    Realizing that I wasn’t going to get much reading done I decided to get a little shopping done so I headed to the nearby Safeway grocery store, where as luck would have it, I ran into my friend Jimmy. 

    Jimmy was headed on break and somehow he and I ended up in the storeroom where, yes you guessed it, I got down on my knees and sucked his hot cock until he filled my mouth with his warm salty man liquid. 

    Finishing my shopping I headed home and after putting away my weekly supply of groceries I ended up back on the computer hunting for more hot man porn to jack-off to. 

    But I didn’t get too deep into my search before Marvin showed up again, this time to return my hedge clippers. 

    I took the clippers and I also took him into my living room and sat him down on the couch where I spent the next thirty minutes working his dick deep down my throat and sucking him off not once, but twice. 

    I guess Marvin didn’t have a problem with me sucking his dick again because by the time I got down on my knees he was already pulling down his sweat pants. As he pulled them down, Marvin’s hard cock, hooked in the elastic waist band of his underwear. It got bent down with his underwear until all at once it just springs up and out of them, almost hitting me in the face. 

    I thought that he might have trouble getting hard since I’d already blown him once today, but after I sucked on him for a couple of minutes, his dick was also very, very hard. As it grew, like always his dick got fat and damn despite the salty sweat from working in his yard, his dick tasted good.

    I had mixed emotion, as I knelt there slurping and sucking and bobbing my mouth up and down on his dick. On one hand I wanted to prolong my sucking as long as possible, and on the other, I couldn’t wait to taste his cum. The decision was soon taken out of my hands. With a moan, Marvin let go and his balls erupted like a volcano. His scalding hot cum came spewing out of his dick, and cascaded over my tongue and down my throat. It felt like he dumped a cup full of hot cum down my throat.      

    Not wanting Marvin to stain his sweat pants and because I’m addicted to cum I started cleaning him off with my mouth and tongue before I let him put his dick back in his pants. As I was cleaning him off, I realized that Marvin’s dick was still hard and went back to sucking. 

    I could tell by the way that he wiggled his hips that Marvin didn’t mind if I kept sucking. It wasn’t long until I was rewarded with another mouth full of delicious hot cum.  Surprisingly enough, his third load of hot cum was as big as the first two.  

    Tired and exhausted, Marvin allowed me to continue to nurse on his flaccid cock while I stroked my cock and eventually shot-off, spewing my load onto his dick and balls. Then I spent a good five-minutes licking up my warm delicious cum.

    While Marvin rested I hopped into the shower. He was gone when I returned naked to the living room.

    Dressing, I headed over to my local watering hole, where over the course of several hours, I blew Hank, Tim, Norman, and Steve the bartender. And yes I might add gladly swallowed all four loads. 

    Hank, whose dick I’d sucked several times was standing at the urinal just finishing pissing as I walked in. Catching me looking, he laughingly shook off those last three pesky drops of piss and without bother to put his dick away, took me by the arm and walked me into a stall. The next thing I know I’m on my knees and he’s holding his dick up to my lips.

    Hank’s dick was soft when I took his dick in my mouth. And then I slowly and softly suck it in and out with just the pressure of my lips around the shaft. Once I’ve sucked it rock hard, I start to slowly rhythmically take more and more into my mouth.

    I was eagerly moving my mouth up and down his shaft when Hank said, “Get my balls now.” Wanting more access to full fill his request, I expertly undid and pulled down Hank’s trousers, exposing his full, heavy balls. 

    After first licking his hairy balls, I sucked first one then the other of his balls into my mouth, gently rolling them around with my tongue. I giggled because being on my knees in the stall in the men’s room felt so natural and yet so forbidden at the same time. 

    Grunting, Hank started to move his hips against my face, letting his dick trail between my lips with my tongue dragging along the underside of his shaft. With every movement, he praised me, telling me how good I was, how great my mouth felt with his dick in it. 

    Drunk from the tremendous pleasure I was feeling as much as from the alcohol, I began kissing and nipping at his shaft, running my tongue across the veins on the underside. Hank’s dick was hard and throbbing, jumping and bouncing against my lips as I slowly slid him to the back of my throat.

    Reveling in his readily apparent enjoyment, I slowly went from the tip to base over and over while delicately pulling down on his balls. 

    In his excitement, Hank slapped my hand away from his dick, grabbed the back of my head and almost violently shoved his dick down my throat until my eyes watered and my face turned red. My nose was pressed into his kinky pubic hair and his balls were flopping against my chin. 

    Grunting, Hank tensed up and held himself rigid until he erupted and it felt like a dam had busted. I almost chocked when what felt like a quart of cum pulsed into my grateful mouth. 

    Hank went totally silent, surprised at the amount of cum he’d poured into my mouth, as I continued sucking and swallowing his cum. I eagerly sucked every last drop of cum out of him and then cleaned his dick with my tongue.

    Next was Tim, whom I didn’t know at the time. It was a couple of hours later and he was just one of five or six of us sitting around a table in a dark corner drinking beer. Then on a dare I slid under the table and unbuckle his belt and as I unbutton and unzip his Levis, I heard Tim laugh, “Oh shit, he’s going to do it.” When I started to pull down his Levis and his jockey shorts, he raised his ass off the chair to help me. .

    To tease him, at first I nurse the tip, probing and prying at his pee-slit with the tip of my tongue.  Hungrily I lapped at the head and run my tongue in circles around the base exploring.  Then I slowly swallowed it down, taking only a half inch at a time. I was going little by little just so I could enjoy and savor every last inch of his hard dick. 

    Tim moaned as I slowly took the whole thing deep in my throat and at the same time stuck my tongue out underneath, reaching out to massage his balls with the tip of my tongue.

    The other guys laughed at the expression on Tim’s face as I allowed my throat muscles to clamp on tight with a hungry milking action. Then I backed his dick out slowly while next I move my mouth’s focus to the back side of his wrinkled nut sack. 

    Unknown to me, Steve the bartend looked up and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. I was under the table sucking another customer’s dick. There I was on my knees, happily gobbling his hard dick. Steve had looked up because even with the noise of the bar, he could hear me moaning softly and making wet slurping sounds as my mouth pumped up and down on his dick. 

    What he could see was my hands dancing sensuously up Tim’s bare thighs until my hands cradled his balls. I wasn’t just sucking his dick; I was making a serious production of it.  I was making these sexy little murmurs, like a kid does when eating ice cream. As I stared up at Tim’s face, I chewed the head of his dick with my lips. 

    Goddamn thought Steve, he’d only seen blowjobs like this in really good porno.

    Not realizing that I had an audience…a very appreciative audience…I took Tim’s balls into my hungry mouth one by one.  And then both at once, locking them in and running my tongue softly around them…warming them up, coaxing more cum to collect, and caressing them with gentle strokes of my tongue

    Then my lips were back around the head again. This time allowing Tim to set the pumping pace, even slamming into the back of my throat deep when he went deep. Soon Tim’s ever fattening pulsing dick blasted off…sending him into an extended state of rapture as still pumping he gushed his hot load….whoosh…whoosh…whoosh into my mouth and down my throat.

    Norman I did in the alley behind the dumpster when I went out for a smoke. I was leaning against the wall next to the back door smoking a cigarette when Norman came out. When we made eye contact, Norman reached over and casually grabbed a handful of hair on the back of my head. Then pulling me with him, he walked on down the alley and behind the dumpster. Once we couldn’t be seen from the street Norman took the cigarette from between my lips with one hand and placed the other on my shoulder and gently pushed me to my knees.

    As I reached out and grazed my fingernail across the growing bulge in his pants, Norman blew out a column of smoke from my cigarette. 

    Smiling down at me, Norman pushed his jacket out of the way, as I slowly undid his belt. Then I gently undid his pants and slid his zipper slowly down. Reaching inside his boxers, I wrapped my fingers around Norman’s quickly growing dick. Pulling him free of his boxers and pants, I ran my finger over the tip of his head and then down the side. Norman groaned quietly, his cock pulsing in my fingers.

    As I did with the guys earlier, I took Norman’s engorged dick between my lips and started franticly bobbing my mouth up and down his shaft hard shaft with passionate urgency. 

    Finally, Norman let out a grunt and started to cum. As he filled my mouth with his cum, I swallowed hungrily, but I couldn’t keep up with him and some of it ran out and over my lips. Laughing Norman took a strong grip of my hair. Before I could catch my breath I felt the warm ‘splat’ of his cum on my face. The next instant I opened my mouth and reached out with my tongue to grab the load of his cum that was slowly flowing down from my cheekbone toward my lips.

    Just as I tasted the first drop of his hot, creamy cum the next load hit my lips and chin, dripping down onto my shirt. Then Norman jerked my head back exposing more of my face. The next load spattered my face and hair. 

    As I came back inside and headed for the restroom Steve looked at the cum on my face and my dirty knees from where I’d been kneeling on the dirty blacktop in the alley. Shaking his head in wonder, Steve told me that when I finished, I was to go in the office that he wanted to talk to me about something.  

    I never did find out what Steve wanted to talk about because when he came in the office, he didn’t say anything…he just sat down and took out his dick.  

    For what seem like thirty minutes but in reality was about thirty seconds, I stared at its size and hardness. Then taking the initiative, I started licking the head of his cock, sticking the tip of my hot little tongue in the piss-hole. 

    “Mmmmmm,” I murmured, “You’ve got a big one, with nice thick veins,” I added as I paused to run a finger down a pulsing vein.

    Steve shuddered when I suddenly opened my mouth wide and swallowed half his rock hard dick. My mouth was so hot and wet that I knew to Steve it felt like a pussy. Knowing that he was on a break and didn’t have a lot of time, I started moving my head in a bobbing motion up and down, sliding farther down his shaft with each swallow. I felt his cockhead crashing into the back of my throat and Steve seemed to be as thrilled by it as much I was. 

    Not being able to take this feeling much longer, I kept banging him harder and harder with my mouth. The thrill was too much for Steve to handle and almost from the start. I knew that he already felt an extraordinarily delicious tension in his balls. I could tell by his moans the he just couldn’t believe how good it felt. Knowing how good I am, I knew that poor Steve had never experienced such perfection in a blowjob before. 

    Steve couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed my head and slammed into me.  I could feel the surge of his blood pumping through his veins. I sucked harder, working my jaw muscles as he pumped in and out of my mouth, controlling the action. I growled low, the hum vibrating around Steve’s shaft until his cum was shooting from his tightened balls and splashing against the back of my throat. 

    He jerked again, a second time, then a third shot of cum sailed into my mouth and I drank it up with a drawn out, “Mmm.”

    When Steve eased up, my breath surrounded him as I tightened my lips as I backed off and slide down its still firm length, making sure I left his dick clean. 

    “Fuck…” Steve muttered as he gazed down at my cum-coated lips…his cum. He watched me slowly lick my lips as I rose.

    Back in the bar as I sat on a stool Steve smiled as he served me a beer. “On the house,” he chuckled when I reached towards my pocket.

    I smiled as I saw him walk a little bow legged down the bar to wait on another customer.

    Around eleven or so when I was headed to my car I started talking to a guy in a white pick up that had just pulled into the parking lot. After commenting about the weather I casually, ask him, “Do you want your dick sucked?”  His name was Michael and yes he wanted his dick sucked but he didn’t want to go to my place to get it done. So I had to suck him off in the cab of his pickup. It was a little cramped but fun. 

    Michael already had his dick out by the time I got in his truck. I’d just leaned over with my face in his lap when the police drove by.  But since they didn’t stop, I don’t think that they suspected or else didn’t care what we were doing.

    His stiff dick was pointing at the roof as I slipped its big purple head passed between my lips, filling my mouth with his hard cock. My lips wrapped around the shaft, I heard Michael moan as I ran my tongue all around and all over his head. Then he spread his legs further apart so I that I’d have better access to his dick. Because I was so anxious to get his big, fine looking dick in my mouth, I wasn’t too upset that he wouldn’t let me lick his balls. As soon as the head of his dick passed between my lips, he grabbed the sides of my head and jammed his dick so far into my mouth that my nose was buried in his pubic hair. 

    I thought that Michael was going to die when I took his cum in my mouth and swallowed it. When I finished sucking him off, Michael kept saying, “You swallowed my ‘cum’! You swallowed my ‘cum’!” over and over. It turns out that I was the first guy to suck him to completion. He couldn’t believe that a guy would let him cum in his mouth, much less swallow it.   

    When I eventually got home a little after midnight, I was tired, worn-out, but very, very happy. 

    Day two started off with me waking up shortly after nine with a raging erection. 

    Normally I would just strip down and take care of business by hand, but today I went on line to see what I could come up with. I quickly hooked up with the owner of the local auto parts store. His wife was at work so Charles had me come over to his house in the ritzy section of town. He didn’t want his neighbors to see my car parked in front of his house so he had me park at a convenience store a couple of blocks away and walk to his house.

    Right up front Charles told me that I could suck his dick, but that he wasn’t going to suck mine. 

    Even after I told him, “That’s OK,” I could tell by the way he acted that Charles didn’t think that I was really going to suck his dick. 

    When Charles took off his pants, sat down on the couch and spread his legs apart it was as if he was daring me to suck his dick. 

    After seeing him naked I could understand why he was unsure of himself. Charles was extremely hairy…probably the hairiest guy I’d ever seen, especially his crotch. He had a big thick curly jungle between his legs. And he had a stubby little un-cut dick with a big dark head and a big hairy pair of tight balls. 

    If he’d known what a big cocksucking cum slut I was he wouldn’t have been so worried. I’d suck anybody’s dick as long as they were clean. 

    In an effort to relieve Charles’s tension, even before I knelt down, I leaned over and kissed his big dick head.  As my lips touched his dick, Charles stammered, “I want you naked.”  

    He didn’t take his eyes off me as I made a little production out of stripping and he seemed especially taken by my panties. I expected him to tell me too leave them on, but he didn’t. He just continued to stare as I wiggled them off my hips and slid them down and off my legs. Maybe it was because his was so short but as soon as it was exposed he stared at my seven inch dick.

    Once I was naked Charles kept staring at my dick.  When I moved a little closer I thought for a minute that he was going to touch it. Instead he leaned back and placed both arms on the back of the couch. Knowing why I was there I knelt between his legs and took his little soft dick in my mouth. My face was buried in his big clump kinky pubic hair as I used my mouth to give him an erection. The hottest thing about sucking dick is feeling the shaft get bigger and harder in my mouth, although in Charles’s case it was more ‘harder’ than bigger. 

    I don’t think that Charles had ever had a guy suck his dick before because he was obviously amazed that I’d taken it in my mouth and that I was actually sucking his dick. 

    It wasn’t long until Charles started to move his hips and his balls got tense and then despite his minuscule size, his amazing, hot, creamy load of cum shot into my mouth. Sigh…what could be better. I love bringing a woman to climax with my tongue, but the end result isn’t anywhere near as powerful and good tasting as a spurting dick.
     
    If I’d thought that Charles was amazed that I actually put his dick in my mouth and sucked it…that was nothing compared to his amazement when I him cum in my mouth and then I swallowed his man size load of cum.

    When I finished blowing him, Charles told me to, “Jack off for me.”

    Charles was sitting on his couch so he had me sit on an ottoman so he could watch. His eyes were glued to my dick as I started stroking myself. He wouldn’t touch my dick, but he got his face about two or three inches from my dick while I was jacking it off. His eyes glazed over as he watched my dick spew cum all over my entire belly.  

    Once I’d finished jacking off, Charles couldn’t get me out of his house fast enough. I almost didn’t have my shirt back on before he was almost pushing me out the door and shutting it behind me. I had to button it standing on his front porch. 

    I made a quick trip by the house for a shower and then was off to run some errands. 

    Around twelve thirty I made a pit stop at a local coffee house for a caffeine fix in the form of a vanilla latte. While I was there I spotted my friend Jake, a muscled hunk, and professional fitness instructor sitting at a table alone. 

    Grabbing my brew I sat down with Jake to chat and was told that he was killing time before heading to his next scheduled client visit. Realizing that I only had a few minutes before Jake had to go I unabashedly suggested that he and I take a quick trip to the restroom, because I could sure use some extra cream for my latte. 

    Looking around the small café it was very obvious that we were the only customers in the place, except for two old ladies, which posed no problems for Jake and me in the men’s room. 

    Sheepishly he agreed. Since me unlike women don’t normally go to the restroom together it caused some raised eye brows from the two old ladies table as they watched us head towards the men’s room together. Once in the door we headed straight to the handicap stall. 

    Realizing that we didn’t have time for anything extra I immediately pulled down Jake’s sweats and proceeded to give him a combination handjob and blowjob right then and there. 

    Jake had a beautiful dick and I can’t tell you how badly I just wanted to wrap my lips around it and let him shoot off into my mouth. But I showed some discipline and after only a few minutes of stroking and talking dirty, Jake shot a nice thick load into my half empty latte. 

    I sucked him clean and gave him an open invitation to come visit me for some real fun and games. 

    Jake gave me a pat on the butt and left me in the handicap stall with an erection. I figured that I only had one course of action. Considering that there were no hard cocks to suck my only other option was to jack-off right there in the stall. 

    Settling back I leisurely stroked myself and when the time came I launched a load into my coffee adding it to the already seasoned drink. 

    Hotter than hell I continue to stroke my cock, while enjoying every last drop of my specialty drink: vanilla latte, with my own special ingredients. It tasted fantastic and I thoroughly enjoyed the added flavor. 

    For the remainder of the day I walked around the mall not doing anything worth mentioning. 

    Around eight thirty p.m. I headed home to watch some TV and hit the rack at a reasonable hour. 

    I was home about twenty minutes when I received a call from Jake who was quite clear when he said that he wanted to come over and fuck my ass. 

    I said, “Sure,” and within thirty minutes I not only had his dick deep in my mouth, but was soon riding his dick deep into my ass until he couldn’t hold back any longer. Being that I have been fucked by him before I knew when he was going to cum. Sensing the moment was near I jumped off, ripped off his condom and crammed his dick deep into my mouth mere seconds before he filled me with warm delicious cum.

    Instead of swallowing, as I would normally do, on this particular evening, I moved up and Jake and I enjoyed a hot cum kiss, while I jacked off on his flaccid cock. 

    Spent and exhausted after cumming, I moved down to lick my cum off his flaccid dick before falling off into a deep slumber. We got up the next morning around seven and before he headed out the door I gave Jake a quick blowjob before he left. 

    Well my friends that was day two. 

    The third day of my special cock sucking and cum swallowing weekend began around nine a.m.  I had every intention of staying at home and catch up on some reading. 

    I brewed a pot of coffee and as I sat down to drink it, everything started as I’d planned. However, mid cup I realized that I forgotten to turn in a much need prescription. 

    Getting dressed I drove over to Wall-Greens pharmacy and turned in my prescription. After being told that it would be roughly 15-minutes or more before my prescription would be ready I did what most folks in this situation…I started walking around the store checking out all the stuff on the shelves. 

    Walking up and down the aisles I stopped briefly to eyeball their collection of cologne when much to my surprise I heard a voice call out my name. Turning to see who it was I was shocked beyond words to see that it was Bob. We’d had a brief affair the previous year. He traveled on his job but anytime that he was in town, we’d meet and I’d suck his dick. And damn, I liked sucking Bob’s dick. The more I’d sucked him, the better I got. 

    He’d seemed to have liked it when I’d bring him almost to an orgasm and then back him off. I would usually do that about two or three times before I’d let him cum. Sometimes Bob was too spent to even suck me off.    

    A lot of the time, when he’d get back in town he’d meet me for one of my fantastic blowjob before he went home to his wife. We’d managed to meet about three or four times a month for about a year. Then his company got so much business that they kept Bob out of town for almost a year. 

    During that time he was only able to get back into town on weekends when his wife was off work. I hated it because we couldn’t get together anymore. I was in love with Bob’s dick and would have been content to serve him and suck it for years. 

    But his job put a stop to that.  

    Bob, no different from other guys liked to talk while he was getting sucked off. And, like other guys he had a story about childhood dick sucking. 

    As a child he spent most of his summers on his grandparent’s farm. Sending a kid to the country was a very common practice back in the days when fresh air and farm work was considered good for kids. One summer Bob and an older cousin both spent the summer there. The house was small so not only did he and his cousin share a room, but they also shared a bed. 

    The first night Bob woke up and found his cousin jacking off. Bob feigned sleep, and watched him. By the second night, Bob was so mercerized by cum spurting out of his cousin’s dick, that he was watching him openly. 

    He was so openly fascinated that his cousin let him touch his dick and even stroke it a time or two. 

    I guess his cousin like the feel of someone else’s hand on his dick…because by the fourth night, not only did his cousin let him touch his dick but he let Bob completely jack him off. Bob loved using his hand to pump the hot gooey white cum out of his cousin’s dick so much that he could hardly wait for bedtime so that he could do it again. 

    A couple of night later, his cousin told Bob that if he though jacking him off was fun that Bob should try putting his dick in his mouth. His cousin was right, when Bob put his mouth over his cousin’s cock, he did liked it. 

    His cousin taught Bob how to move his mouth up and down his cock, and when his cousin’s dick spewed hot cum into his mouth Bob loved that even more than jacking him off. After that his cousin’s dick stayed in Bob’s mouth as often as possible. 

    Not only did Bob suck him every night when they went to bed but he sucked him off every chance he got the day. Bob sucked him off in the bathroom, in the bathtub, in the barn, the woods; in short he sucked him off virtually any place that he could get him alone. 

    When summer was over Bob and his cousin went their separate ways, never to spend the summer together again.  

    Bob played around with a couple of his school buddies but for all practical purposes his dick sucking days were over.  

    Bob went to college, got marred, raised a family, and completely forgot about his youthful dick sucking. Forgot, that is until he reached his 40’s. Then for some reason his mind wondered fondly back to that carefree summer that he’d spent innocent sucking dick. As he remembered how much he’d enjoyed sucking his cousin’s dick, he wondered if sucking a dick would still be as much fun.  Out of curiosity, he visited a XXX-Video store and discovered that, not only was it still fun to suck another guy’s dick, but that it was even more fun to have another guy suck his cock. 

    Along about then was when we hooked on the inter-net and I started sucking his dick. We’d meet in Kennedale in a motel near the Adult Bookstores. Bob would get a room and park his car right by the door. I know what room to go to by where his car was parked.

    As soon as the door was shut Bob would loose his robe a lay naked on the bed. I crawl between his legs and used my mouth for what it was evolved to do best…sucking another man dick. Getting him to that place where all the troubles in the world disappear and he can remember what the point of life really is. 

    The longer I sucked the higher I got until I was locked man-to-man in that lust-driven bliss-state that every cocksucker knows and lived for. For both the cocksucker and the man getting serviced, it’s the perfect mutual joy leading to an ultimate reward…streams of nourishing fresh cum jetting deep down my throat.

    But as I said, Bob’s busy work schedule put an end to this.

    After some brief chit-chat, Bob never the shy one; ask me matter-of-factly, “are you still puffing peters?” 

    I replied, “as often as I can, and how about Bob?” 

    “Whenever I can get away from my wife,” he laughed. 

    I won’t bore you with the remaining details, but suffice it to say that arrangements were made for us to get together at my house for dinner, and well, you know. 

    Bob arrived around five thirty p.m. and after exchanging pleasantries, Bob and I headed to the bedroom where we literally tore our cloths off trying to get each other’s dicks into our horny mouths. Ten minutes later Bob was in my bed with his legs wrapped around my neck while I gave his big, hairy balls a good licking. After rubbing his dick all over my face, I licked and kissed his cockhead as I eased down his foreskin. Bob loved my soft lips and warm, moist mouth. I’ll admit that Bob’s cock tasted just as I remember it tasting and I deep throated him with reckless abandon. By the time I slipped my mouth over his big dick he was more than ready to have his dick sucked. With a big grin, Bob ran his fingers through my hair and said, “Damn, you do still like to suck dicks, don’t you?”  

    I couldn’t believe how much Bob enjoyed cumming in my mouth, especially when I swallow his big man size load of cum. 

    After I finished him off, it was Bob’s turn to suck me off.  He’d get on top of me in the ‘69’ position, and while I held either balls in my mouth or sucked his dick, he’d suck me until I cummed in his mouth.
     
    Day three was really hot.

    The end…


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  • Commuters

    Paul understood the unspoken rules for the commute over the subway. Rush hours meant cramming in as many commuters as possible, all while respecting each other’s personal spaces. A jostle here, a bump there, all were assumed incidental, and only egregious collisions warranted an “excuse me.”

    Over the years, the faces became familiar, even if Paul never pursued an opportunity to know their names. He noticed one particular commuter during that time. They had the same routine, arriving at the station almost at the same time, and alighting at the same stop in the city. They even worked at the same building, although on different floors. Paul followed his fellow commuter numerous times, taking notice of his trim build, the way his tailored shirts hung over his rounded chest, tapering down to a slim waist. The commuter had shaggy brown hair and thick eyebrows, accentuating his prominent cheekbones.

    Paul noticed how the stranger often had a pleasant countenace, as if he were about to break into a smile. Although he would never admit his attraction to him, Paul often selected whatever subway car the other commuter chose, want to linger around him even in just the margins.

    But there were no margins in subway that day. The trains had a backup further down the line, leaving the platform crowded with people. Paul couldn’t locate his fellow commuter among the rest of them. Once the train finally arrived, Paul found himself swept inside from the flow of people, crammed against the far wall of the car. He turned around to press his back against the wall, and to grab a hold of the rail. And then he found his fellow commuter had been standing behind him the whole time.

    The other commuters continued to press inside, leaving less and less room within the car. Soon Paul found himself pushed into the man’s backside. Their hands grabbed at the same rail, and Paul could feel the hairs of the other commuter’s forearm needling into his own. It was the first time he ever touched him, and even from that casual graze, he felt aroused.

    The train lurched forward, causing everyone inside to pitch back. In the jostling, the other commuter brushed up against Paul, then drifted back into place. Paul had to keep his thoughts in check, not wanting the stranger to accidentally brush up against his swelling cock. It took considerable effort for Paul; the train trundled down the winding tracks, causing the other commuter to brush up against him over and over. Every time he did, Paul could feel the roundness of the stranger’s ass pressing into his crotch. And he could not be certain, but there were times when Paul did not feel the train turn around the bends of the track, and yet the stranger somehow drifted back against him.

    Paul looked around to see if anyone else on board noticed their brush-ups, but the others remained oblivious, keeping the gazes away from any of the awkward exchanges they had with each other.

    They arrived at their destination, and when the doors opened, the crowded spilled out, releasing the pressure inside. As the stranger followed the rest of the crowds, Paul hung back for a moment, hoping his growing erection would settle down. He walked tenuously, stuffing his hands into his pockets to hide his cock. All the while, the stranger walked a few paces in front of him. Only when they reached their office building did the stranger break away for his elevator bank. But when he did he glanced back at Paul, his face suggesting just a hint of interest, as if he had been playing coy all the while.

    Paul’s thoughts dwelled on the commute for hours. He replayed every detail in his head, analyzing the interactions to see if he could discern the stranger’s intentions. Work was the last thing Paul wanted to think about, and to relieve himself from his encounter on the train, Paul slipped out, heading for a restroom in the plaza below where he could masterbate privatey, away from his coworkers. He knew the restroom was secluded enough where he could quickly get off, and to his other coworkers it only appeared as if he were going out for coffee.

    But when he got to the restroom, he found it was occupied with one other patron: the stranger from the train. The stranger stood at one of the urinals, staring at the wall.

    As Paul approached their eyes locked onto each other. The stranger pulled back from the urinal, exposing his stiff cock while he stroked it with his hand.

    While he had flashes of thoughts in his head—reasoning that he was in a public restroom, how easily he could be discovered—Paul could not resist the stranger’s cock. He strode over next to him, reached down and took the stranger’s cock into his hand. The stranger tilted his head back and closed his eyes, stifling his moans, not wanting to make any noises in public.

    Then Paul reached down and took the stranger’s cock in his mouth. He ran his tongue, his lips down the length of the shaft. The stranger got on his tiptoes, pushing his cock further in Paul’s mouth.

    Paul could feel the stranger’s hands run through his scalp, pulling his head into the stranger’s crotch. His chin grazed the stranger’s balls with each thrust. Paul’s hands went to work, cupping the stranger’s balls in one hand, while the other ran up the torso, planting on the stranger’s chest.

    The stranger allowed only one gasp to escape before he came; they both understood they had to make it quick and quiet. Paul could feel the cock throbbing against his tongue as cum spurted to the back of his throat. He pulled away when the trobbing stopped, leaving a thread of saliva dangling between his chin and the tip of the stranger’s cock.

    Paul looked up and saw the expression of uncontrollable pleasure etched into the man’s face, eyes closed, mouth open. They kissed, sharing the flavor of cum between their tongues.

    “Thanks,” the stranger murmured. “I needed that.”

    “Anytime,” Paul said.

    As the nameless stranger slipped out of the bathroom, Paul wondered when he might see him again, certain that there will be another encounter to come.

  • Bill Collector

    A bill collector knocked on my door around 6 one lazy rainy Friday afternoon. He was a little taller than me, maybe 6 foot 3 and well built. You could tell he kept himself in shape. Mid-40s, white male, a solid 225 and jet black hair that wasn’t combed. I invited him in and explained I didn’t have the entire amount right then. “But I’ll give you what cash I have.”He wasn’t pleased.

     I quickly spun around to grab my wallet. I missed and the wallet hit the floor. I squatted to get it and stood up with my arm out handing him the money.He took it out of my hand and asked, “What are we going to do about the rest of the money?”I asked if there was anything I could do. He looked me dead in my eyes and said, “I can forgive some of what you owe. If you do something for me?”I quickly asked,“Sure what is it?”“I’ll forget about 25% of what you owe if you show me what you’re wearing under those jeans!”

    I was shocked. Then it hit me. I had the day off and had gotten horny for a hard cock. So I’d hit the shower where I got out my toys and played with myself in the shower, all the time thinking of a live hard cock in my throat and then pounding my ass.When I was done and all cleaned up, I’d put on a thong that one of my ‘sometimes’ girlfriend had left here for future visits. So when I squatted he’d seen that I was wearing a white lace thong.Since I was horny and really wanted a cock I checked out the outline in his tight well-worn jeans. What I saw sent my mind spinning. He was semi hard and it looked great. Long and thick as my wrist.

     I turned with my ass facing him. Then I unzipped and slowing slid my loose fitting jeans off my hips and down my legs. I purposely bend over to remove them from my feet so my thong covered ass was exposed to him. Well, somewhat covered.I bent over and put my hands on the couch, looked over my shoulder and said,” Is that what you wanted?”As he walked slowly towards me I turned to face him. He looked me in the eyes again with a bit of a grin on his face and asked, “Do you want to see it? Touchit? Watch it get hard?”My mind was screaming YES as I stood there imagining his cock in my hand.Feeling it throb as it got harder and bigger.Then he said, “Ok, I’ll take another 24% off. Take it out of my jeans,” he ordered. “If I’m gonna pay for it. You’ll do as I say.”“25%,” I said as I looked up as him from my knees.“Yes, now do it!” he said gruffly.

     I could hardly contain myself from ripping his jeans open, but didn’t want him to know I was enjoying this. He seemed to get off on being in charge of a mouth and an ass that he can do as he pleases with. I wondered how far he would go.Reaching out, I unzipped his jeans. When I pulled them open, I could smell his strong scent. Hewore no underwear. I could tell immediately he was well groomed.As I lowered his jeans I felt his very tight abs and his ass was like stone as I slid his jeans off his ass. Then his cock was in my face. It was almost hard but still wasn’t too its full glory yet. It was throbbing and heavy in my hand. Mesmerized I slowly stroked it.I looked at his growing cock in my hand and then up at his face. He had his head down watching as I stroked his cock. A low moan came from his lips.“I’ll give you another 25% off if you suck it,”he growled.

     I quickly slid my mouth over the big reddish/purple head and as much of his cock as I could get in my mouth. “This is going to take some doing to get it down my throat,” I thought.He groaned,“Uuuugh,” and took my head I his hands as I started to suck.I began to suck it faster. Bobbing my head, I forced more and more of his huge cock deeper down my throat each time.He pulled my head back by my hair, took his now very hard cock and rubbed over my face. Sliding it as far back down my throat as he could. Then pulling it back out and rubbing my saliva that cover his cock over my lips he slides it back in mouth and said, “Suck it.”I took it in my mouth as if I was starved for it. Keeping a steady pace, I sucked harder and faster. Gripping the sides of my head, he pumped his hips, fucking my mouth harder and harder as I sucked.I took his cock in my hand and licked the underside of his cock from his balls to his mushroom shape head. Where I licked the pre-cum from the tip.I looked up at him and asked, “Do you want to fuck me?” I continued licking his cock and sucking the mushroom head as I watched his face. He closed his eyes leaned his head back and then out a deep moan as he grabbed my hair and thrust his cock down my throat. He pried my mouth off his cock as my mouth struggled to keep it.With a nod of his head he motioned to me to stand up. Licking his shaved balls. Then taking his cockin his hand he slapped my saliva covered face with his hard cock.I slowly stood.

    Grabbing me by the shoulders, he quickly turned me around to face the couch.I quickly handed him the lube and condoms from the end table at the end of the couch, before I dropped down onto my elbows on the seat cushions. My ass was sticking up offering itself to anything he wanted.I started to pull the thong off but his powerful hand stopped me. “Leave it on while I fuck you,” he said.I felt his hands squeeze both butt cheeks then slap one side as he spread my checks with his other thumb. He pulled the thin thong to the side and I felt the coolness of the lube and knew what was to come. His thumb began to rub my tight hole. I had not been fucked in quite some time. I was glad I had loosened things up a little earlier in the shower. It was still going to be a wonderful challenge to take all of him though. He put his thumb against my sphincter and started to push his thumb into my opening ass. He twisted it and probed deeper until he had it all way inside me.He started stroking his thumb in my ass. Then he pulled it out and slide two of his fingers into me. I let out a moan of my own. Once he had stroked my asswith four fingers, he seemed satisfied that hiscock would be able to slide in easier. I felt him come up against me. God my ass ready for his cock. He slapped my ass with his cock. Then told me to get ready and spread my ass for him.

    When I did as I was told, I felt his cock head at my backdoor knocking to get in. I gasp as he pushes his big mushroom head past the door. My ass complained some, but the feeling was incredible. He held perfectly still as he and I both begin to breath heavier with thoughts of what is to come.Taking his time, he pushed deeper into my ass, enjoying each grunt or groan he forces out of me.Stopping without warning, he slowly withdraws his cock from my ass. Just as his cock left my ass he slammed it all the way back into my ass with one powerful thrust. I literally scream with pleasure.Without skipping a beat, he pulled almost all the way out of my ass and quickly thrust it back even deeper.My head now down in the couch cushions, I’m gripping the couch as I thrust my ass back to meet his thrusts.Both of us moaning and grunting, slamming into each other harder and harder. I told him between groans that I wanted him to cum on my face and in my mouth.He said, “I’m not done with your ass yet. I want my monies worth and I’m going to enjoy this tight ass until you walk funny tomorrow and the next day.”   

     Excitement and some fear flashed through my mind as he quickly flipped me over and raised my legs above his broad shoulders. “Look at me,” he said. “Now watch as I put my wholecock in your ass and give you the fucking you want. Just like the whore you are trading your ass for money.”His words excited me. I was being his whore. Right now he owned me and I was letting him. How far would he go? How far would I go? These thought quickly left my head as I watched his cock slide deep into my ass.When I looked at his face, he looked at me and smiled. His smile was one of both pleasure and evil intentions at the same time. He pulled back out and thrusted hard and fast. He kept pounding my open ass with the full length of his cock harder and faster.I could feel his balls slapping against my ass and knew he was totally inside me. A satisfied smile crossed my lips. I heard myself almost screaming, “Harder,Harder. Fuck me harder!”

     This guy did workout. He kept pounding me with the full length of his fat cock. Pounding me still harder, he grunted, “I’m gonna cover your face with my cum, whore.”I could feel his whole body stiffen and knew he would cum soon.He pulled out suddenly and roughly pushed me to the floor. I was on my knees as he turned towards me, grabbed my hair and roughly pulled it back.“Open your mouth whore,” he snapped.Obediently I opened my mouth wide craving his hot cum. I watch his fist fly up and down the length of his huge hard cock. “Feed me your cum. Give it to me,” I moaned.He screamed out, “Here’s your final payment, whore.”The first shot landed half in my mouth and half on my chin. I whipped my tongue out to greedily capture as much as I could. He took his cock and pushed his hot thickcum into my willing mouth.Holding my head back by pulling hard on my hair, shot after shot flew from his throbbing cock. I was loving every hotshot. My mouth was full to overflow with his creamy cum.  Oozing out of the corners of my mouth, cum ran down my chin. I had to swallow. His cum was sweet and tangy.He kept pushing his cum into my mouth. I swallowed several times enjoying every drop.“Now clean my cock,whore,” he commanded. As I lickedall the cum off his cock, he said, “Next month I’ll cum in your ass.”He got dressed and then signed my receipt.  It said, “Paid in Full.”  “See you next month,”he said over his shoulder as he closed the door behind him.

     I was still on my knees trying to catch my breath as the door closed. I can’t wait until the bill comes due again next month.


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