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  • Meeting a Penpal

    I hooked up with Michael through a gay pen pal site on the web. We were still a mystery to each other. We didn’t divulge everything about us to each other. We were exchanging a lot of emails. We wrote each other every day. We wanted to know if we had other things in common besides gay issues. At first we discovered each other as friends; what sports, music, movies and hobbies we liked. We discovered that we had much in common in those areas. I discovered that he was well rounded educationally and piqued my interest so I wanted to find out more about this cyber friend. I specifically avoided any talk about sex between us, but that was the reason for making contact, even if we didn’t come right out and say it. Finally, we had a hot cyber session the other night. It was intense and lasted a long time. I came in buckets. We lived apart. Michael was from Michigan in the Midwest and I in the East. So getting together would not be easy, besides we both were busy with either school or careers and didn’t have the time to enter into a situation that could lead to a meaningful relationship. We both had a few casual relationships, in my case more like one night stands. Through our emails, we discovered that we would both be traveling over the same weekend, heading in opposite directions. But would be at Chicago O’Hare at the same time for connecting flights. We decide to layover there; finally meet; and then proceed the next day to our respective destinations. Michael was heading for Atlanta to visit family and I was going to Omaha for a meeting.

    I arrived first at about 7 pm and proceeded to the agreed upon hotel and checked into our suite. It had been a long day. It was nice to be in the hotel, which was cool and welcoming. About an hour later, Michael arrived at the reception and asked for me, and soon he was at the door. We greeted each other with warm smiles, both of us were pleased to meet each other in person and relieved that each thought the other looked great. Michael came in and sat down in the living room. I ordered some coffee from room service, but he chose a cool drink from the mini-bar. We talked some more and became totally relaxed and comfortable with each other. Later, we went to the restaurant for a late snack. You could almost feel the desire for each other in the air. It was time for us to get down to ‘business’! After returning to our suite, I put on a bathrobe and suggested that he do the same in order to make ourselves more comfortable by getting out of our sweaty city clothes. Then I said that I was going to take a bath and I ask you if Michael would like to join me. He hesitated, so I went in alone to fill the tub and add some scented bubble bath. I took off my robe and slipped into the warm bath. After getting into the tub and covering my hardon with the soap bubbles, I called Michael in to the bathroom to continue to talk. I invited him to sit on the edge of the bath while we chatted. While we did so, his robe fell open to expose his knee. His eyes were shining; he looked so sexy that I placed a hand on his bare knee and started to creep upwards. He placed his hand on top of mine. I gently pulled Michael towards me to kiss him. It was our first kiss. It was gentle at first, then I felt his tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth and it darted inside. The kiss became more passionate. I wanted him so badly.

    My legs were moving in the water so that the soap bubbles moved and my hardon was no longer hidden from his sight. I loosened his bathrobe and slipped it off his shoulders. It fell to the floor and I pulled him down towards me again. He lost his balance and fell on top of me. He was also hard. We kissed again, but tentatively, our hands started to move over each other’s bodies. For a long time, we kissed, tongue against tongue, lips against lips, hands stroking and caressing. I felt him hard against me and he could feel me hard against him. There was no need to rush things and besides the water was still warm and it felt so good just being together, holding each other so close. We stayed locked in our embrace until the water turned cold. Then we stood up, drained the water and turned on the shower to rinse of the soapsuds.

    After rinsing ourselves under the shower, we dried each other with huge white fluffy towels, and I picked him up in my arms and carried him into the bedroom where I had lit some candles beforehand. I laid him on the bed in their glow. God, he was a beautiful vision to behold. I sat down on the bed and just gazed at his taught body and bobbing cock. Then my hands and tongue started to wander over his body to a nipple. I tasted, kissed and finally swallowed it entirely. I then kissed his lips, neck and throat. He moaned with pleasure. My tongue traced a line down his belly until I found his cock, which was rock hard and oozing with pre-cum. I pumped it a little to prime the pre-cum to flow, then I licked if off and again a moan escaped from his mouth. Then I took the whole shaft into my mouth. I liked the taste of his cock as my mouth moved up and down, sucking him. I began to lick and suck his balls. Then I spread his legs and smelled his smell, that special smell from his silky pubic hair and butt crack mingled with the scent of soap. I licked under his balls and then ran my tongue up and down his crack. My tongue plunged up and into his ass. I tongue fucked him with gusto. After a while, he grabbed my head, held me still and then asked me to stop that for a while. He was close to cumming and wanted to make it last.

    ‘Your turn,’ he whispered. So I lay on my back along side of Michael. He kissed me passionately as his hands moved across my body. Just as mine had done to his awesome body. His lips traveled down from my mouth to my nipples and he discovered just how much he could turn me on, by nibbling and biting them gently. Then he descended lower and found my hard cock. After licking the head, he put it in his mouth. It felt good there and he tried to swallow all of it into his mouth. He wasn’t able to. I whispered that it didn’t matter. This was his first time of trying to swallow a cock. He would learn how to with all the practice that I planned to give him. He loved to suck on my cock, to feel its size and hardness, to play with it and to hear my moans of pleasure. I turned into a 69 position. Now we could suck each other’s cock at the same time. Michael lay on his side next me and found he could fuck my mouth easier that way. It felt good. I loved to feel how his hard cock entered and then pulled out of my mouth. Then he started to swallow my tool. I was gentle, not forcing all my cock into his mouth. We sucked each other for a long time. But he wanted to experience more. ‘I want you to really fuck me in the ass’ you whispered. I lay him back on the bed with his legs hanging over the side and lubed my cock and his ass. I had him put on my condom and then I grabbed a hold of his legs; put them over my shoulders and pulled him towards me. My cock was at his pucker. He reached behind me grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me into him. The sensation of his tight ass around hard cock felt really good. As my rhythm, the back and forth motion increased, I came too soon.

    But he told me that the fuck was wonderful. I explained that I had lost control and wanted to really please him the next time. We relaxed together, stroking and cuddling, kissing tenderly. After a while, I felt desire returning to me and started to move around on him. I knew the time had come for me to show him what a good fuck was. I turned him over and put him on all fours, doggy style.

    Once again, I excited him as before, my tongue and lips moved across his back. Then I told him to hug the bed with his butt in the air. His balls and pucker were exposed for my pleasure. I licked his balls then sucked one and then the other into my mouth. I reached under him, grabbed his still hard cock and pulled it between his legs so that I could suck it. I then buried my nose into his butt crack. My tongue licked across the puckered skin, and a new moan of desire escaped from him. I forced my tongue way inside and started to tongue fuck and rim his ass. He had never been rimmed before and soon he was begging me to fuck him again.

    I spit on my fingers and gently inserted first one then a second into him. He winced and then relaxed so I inserted a third finger. Soon he was loose, hot and ready for my pulsing manhood. I lubed my cock and moved the head close against his tight hole. When he felt it, he pressed his butt against my hips so that my cock started to enter his bowels. Again, I was very gentle and slow with him. As my cockhead and then most of the shaft entered him, I heard his moans; first of a little pain then desire as he felt his sphincter being stretched to receive my cock. It was all in. I waited a moment for him to get accustomed to the intrusion. Then slowly and gently, I withdrew out of his ass almost completely and then slammed back in. I started to fuck him hard. He got really excited. He stretched out flat on the bed so I was lying on top of him; our bodies were held together by my cock being all the way inside. He asked me to pull out so we could change positions. He lay me on my back and straddled my cock facing me so that he could ride me. He lifted up and sat back down on my cock like a man possessed. He was out of control. I was ready to cum again as I heard his breathing increase. He cried out and suddenly I felt his sphincter contract around my cock. I sprayed jets of thick cum into him and at the same time, he came all over my chest. Exhausted, he lay on my chest and we fell asleep in each other’s arms, my cock was still semi-hard inside of him.

    Some time later, he kissed me awake and rolled off my chest. My cock plopped out of his hole. We both had dried cum on us so we showered. We went to bed that night nestled in each other’s arms.

    The next morning after our showers we dressed; grabbed our suitcases and headed for the terminal to make our flights. As we’re walking out the door, he touched my shoulder and asked, ‘When are we going to do this again?’ I told him as soon as he could pack up his stuff in Michigan and move in with me. We would have all the time in the world then to discover each other more intimately.

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  • Becoming a Sissyboy

    One day I came across a pair of my mom’s sheer pantyhose in her clothes after she had done our laundry. As I was ready to take them to her room, I touched them and realized they felt so smooth and tingly. I wondered: ‘do women wear them because they like how they feel?’ With nobody around on this Saturday morning, I decided to find out. Quickly, I got naked on my bed and rolled up the hose like I had seen done in a movie. Slipping them on all the way up to my slim waist, I was entranced.

    My young cock got aroused instantly and got rock-hard, straining against the sheer material. I rubbed my cock inside the hose, getting hotter and hotter. I let my hands roam all over my hose covered legs, thighs, crotch and behind. It was nothing less than very exciting and stimulating. In a short time, I was cumming hard, staining the hose with my cum, and I moaned in ecstasy. I hadn’t had an orgasm to date that felt so good. This was the start of something that would be with me for life. I washed the cum out and set the hose to dry in my shower.

    That night, my best friend Corey was over for a sleepover. I wrestled with telling him about what I had discovered. How would I tell him, what would he think? It felt so good, I had to tell my friend about my discovery, I just had to. Late into the night, Corey and I were getting ready to go to sleep. I mustered up the courage – a lump in my throat, I told Corey that I had a secret, something he had to promise not to tell – anyone. Corey promised, and I spent the next few minutes telling him about my new-found, pantyhose pleasure.

    Corey was stunned, I was afraid that I might have freaked him out. I had hoped that Corey would understand. Corey surprised me an awful lot by saying that he also had wondered how they felt but had never tried them himself. Now I felt much better and safe, he wouldn’t tell a soul, in fact if I played this right he would be my lifetime accomplice. He asked me if there was some way he could try some on. I said it wouldn’t be a problem. I snuck down to the laundry room and took another pair of my mom’s hose from the just washed pile and made it back to my room.

    Corey and I stripped naked, Corey watched as I put mine on and I helped Corey put his on. Both of us were wearing pantyhose now and loved the feel and excitement. Corey and I talked about how good it felt to wear them and our curiosity lead to touching each others legs in hose. We couldn’t hide the erect reaction our young cocks had to this stimulation, both were hard and neither of us tried to hide it as we continued to feel all over each others legs with excited hands. Corey was more daring to my delight. We both stood up to look at each other in the mirror and were turned on by what we saw. Our legs, thighs and bums nicely packaged in sheer nylon and our bulging cocks tenting the front.

    Corey got behind me and rubbed his hose covered cock against my behind. I told Corey how good it felt and Corey moved his hips around and guided his hosed cock to my ass slit moving it up and down as if he were trying to get in. We both moaned in pleasure as we played together. Corey was grinding his cock in hose on me, his best buddy’s behind and we both loved it. Corey’s hands reached around and started to rub my cock in hose, as if wanking me. It was pure heaven for both of us. Corey then whispered to me that he thought that we were both sissy boys — and that sissy’s do gay things.

    I turned to face Corey and we hugged…young cocks rubbing together. We gently kissed each other, with no experience, we pecked and pecked our lips as we humped each other face to face and held each other by our waists. I said to Corey that I wanted more. Corey said he did too. With that, I slipped to his knees and started kissing Corey’s cock in hose. Corey groaned, his hands on my head, holding it close as my mouth tried to cover Corey’s hosed cock. Licking and sucking, I worked on Corey’s cock out of pure lust. Feelings we never knew we had, had come to the surface with both of us in hose. Corey pulled his hose down and his young cock sprang out, hitting me in the cheek. I then licked his cock-head, sending Corey into ecstasy.

    We were both discovering and enjoying hot sissy boy sex as I sucked on my buddy’s cock. Corey started thrusting his hips, his cock coming in and out of my hungry mouth. I sucked and licked it and Corey lost control of himself. He didn’t last long as the pleasure was too much. He came and filled my mouth. I tried, and took in as much as I could and finally swallowed his thick creamy sweet cum.

    Corey laughed and said I was a cocksucker — a sissy cocksucker. With a wry smile, I went to the edge of his bed, sat down facing Corey and said it was his turn to ‘join the club’. Corey walked over, sank to his knees and began kissing my pantied cock — figuring he owed his friend. Corey realized that sucking on a cock was as big turn on as being sucked. He was already hard again after a minute of going down on me. In short order, Corey had freed my hosed cock and was trying to suck it down. I came coating Corey’s throat with my boy juice and the two of became officially sissy buddies.

    That night we slept together in one bed in our pantyhose kissing and hugging each other till we fell asleep in each others arms. In the morning he woke me up and we kissed and hugged again and played with each others bodies in hose till we came. We showered together and putting on the hose beneath our street clothes went down for breakfast. This was the start of our first sissy weekend together, in the coming months we became bolder and did more to feel the full pleasure of being sissy buddies and an even longer sissy relationship we two buddies would keep till we got out of college together.

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  • The Stranger On The Train

    For a trip to Venice I booked a compartment in a luxury train which had a bed and a bath. I went for an evening meal to the restaurant wagon and after that I wanted to be on my own in my private compartment shaving my head and having sex with myself. But it should turn out that it would become even better for me that night on the train.

    As I entered the restaurant a nice looking guy with short hair was sitting at one table and I asked him if he allowed joining him for the meal. I sat down and he smiled at me. He was looking very good with his short hair and I looked so awful with my mob.

    We talked about different things and he told me that he was travelling on his own as well but that he had been too late for booking a sleeping compartment.

    ‘I wouldn’t mind sharing my compartment with you.’ I said feeling my dick getting hard. From the expression on my face he must have realised that I was highly erected and under the table he touched my knee. I took his hand and guided it to my dick that he could feel my erection and he opened the zipper of my trousers and got my dick out.

    ‘What a nice welcome!’ he said and started masturbating my penis under the table. I had some difficulties not to start screaming of joy and luckily the table cloth covered our business. As I felt my orgasm coming I reached my serviette under the table and the stranger caught my sperm with it. He then pretended to wipe his mouth with the serviette but he licked my sperm from it and obviously enjoyed it. ‘That was the perfect dessert after a good meal.’ he said.

    I put my penis back into the trousers and paid for our meals. ‘Let’s go to my compartment now.’ I said. – ‘Let me get my bag, I’ll be with you in a few minutes.’ I told him my compartment number and made my way to it while he fetched his luggage.

    When I arrived at my compartment I threw all my cloths off and I had prepared my bath already for shaving my head. The clipper and razor were on shelve above the sink to be used now. My new friend then knocked at the door and I opened him completely naked. He put his bag down and then his cloths off.

    ‘I want to be clean for you. Please join me to the bath.’ I said. With my head over the sink I started to shampoo my hair and also all my pubic area. I offered my ass to my friend and his penis found it’s way into the hole I offered and he started fucking me while I was still shampooing my hair.

    When I was rinsing my hair with water he said: ‘I think I know what you like.’ He dried my hair with the towel and took the clipper. He pushed my head down over the sink and continued fucking me. Then I felt the clipper on my neck and saw hair falling down into the sink. I took my penis into my hands and masturbated while I was fucked and shaved. After short a time I felt the fluid of his sperm inside me and with my own sperm on my hands I touched my head and realized that it was completely shaved.

    But the clipper didn’t stop. Suddenly I felt hair falling on my back and as I turned round a bit to see what was going on I saw that he shaved his own head now. After a few minutes his head was shaved as clean as mine.

    Now it was my turn to shave his head clean with the razor. We changed positions and now it was me fucking him up his ass and covering his head with shaving cream. I did that until I shot my sperm inside him and then my penis rested in his ass and I took the razor and shaved his head. He was masturbating his penis now and when I had finished with his head he had finished with his orgasm and used his sperm as an after shave on his head.

    To get my head shaved I kneeled down in front of him and having his thick penis in my mouth my head was covered with shaving cream. Then my head was shaved with the razor. When my head was shaved clean I concentrated on sucking his penis while he touched the shaved skin with his hands. My hands went down to my penis and I sucked and masturbated at the same time now until be both had the next orgasm. His sperm landed on my shaved head and I added mine which I had caught in my hands.

    We took a shower then and went to our bed in the compartment. It was such a nice feeling to be in the fresh sheets with a shaved head and we started fucking each other again. I touched my shaved head while I was fucked up the ass and I touched his when I fucked him. After we both had our orgasms we fell asleep and after a breakfast in the morning we got off the train and went separate ways.

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  • The Hairy Campus Stud

    It was the second year at State U, I was doing alright in my class work, my grade point average was up there, truthfully I was doing great.

    I was setting up shop in the dorm room which was a double room made for two men, a medium sized bedroom with a twin bed on each side of the room, and a night stand for each bed between them, with a small study room with deskes seperated by a door connected.

    There was a nice sized window which allowed a nice breeze to blow into the room when nicer weather allowed.

    I had been there getting my things set up in the dorm room, wondering when I would get my new room mate.

    I heard a rattle of the door knob and the door opened, I was setting at the head of my bed with my feet upon the bed reading this booklet that was laying against my lap.

    The door opened and there stood this gorgeous guy about my age, with this high school lettermans jacket on.

    I got up and helped him in with his boxes and bags. he said,’Thanks Man, I appreciate that.’

    ‘Hey Dude! I’m Chad, I guess I’ll be your new room mate.’

    I introduced myself and shook hands with Chad.

    Now Chad was a very handsome, well built guy, and he had no problem with strutting his stuff, he was built like I had always wanted to be, very much into sports, actually he was a transfer student, he came from another college just for the purpose of going to a state University to partake of their Sports Programs, He was into sports big time.

    Well the weeks turned into a couple months and I was getting used to Chad’s personality of self exhaultation, and his open ways. He would just stand in front of me with his hands down in his shorts messing around with his cock and balls, Which of course did nothing for me but make me ache for the want to help him out with it.

    He always wore these briefs, they were lowrise briefs, and they were very thin sexy looking matereial, you could almost see thru them, he always bragged about the females likeing to be able to see what he had before them going for the gold.

    I would just smile and say,’yeah sure,’ as if I didnt’ believe him. ‘Hey man, the babes love it.’ he’d say.

    The morning of the incident I’m going to tell you of, I woke up and there laid Chad, all splayed out looking just gorgeous as usual, that beautiful line of hair traveling down the center of his stomach and disappearing into his briefs, almost made me shiver with excitement. His chest muscles were very clean and pronounced and his stomach looked like a washboard, rigged and heavy with muscles and veins.

    I wanted to dive into his body and partake of this young guy so bad I was aching. I guess you have figured out by now I like guys, and I suck and swallow too.

    Well I woke him up and told him to get up and get ready,he was running late for class.

    His cock was about to split the material of his briefs and he just leaned back and let it show off enormously, he would always smile about his big thick cock when he had a boner and say, ‘Man, I always say, if you have it show it off and be proud of it.’ and he definitely was that.

    Well we went on to our respective classes and then went to the pep rally, being that It was the Friday before the Thanksgiving Break and we had a Big Football Game that night, there at the University Stadium, I knew Chad would be playing that night so I went to the game to watch the guys in those tights they wore playing football. Damn was I ever jealous when I would see one of the players swat another one on the ass in those skin tight pants, I think my cock stayed hard all thru the friggen game.

    I was thrilled to watch our team win and of course was unstandably jubilent with the rest of my co-students from the University.

    I went on to the pavilion malt shop on campus and had a burger and fries and soda, then went back to the dorm room, thinking that Chad had probably gone out with his female friend to try to get some sexual pleasure.

    I was in my sleeping shorts when the door opened and Chad just flopped on his bed, ‘Fuck man, she’s on the rag, no pussy tonight.’

    I smiled and said. ‘I guess you’ll have to carry out a controlled explosion then, won’t you, then I giggled, Chad threw a pillow at me and just smiled and said, ‘I’ll show you a fucking controlled explosion.’

    I was totally shocked and I think he started it as a light hearted joke to scuffle with me, but he got on top of me and looked down at my face as he held me down, and being in his briefs I could tell for some reason he was getting a hard on.

    I was looking straight at his cock when he took it out and said, ‘Here to take care of my controlled explosion,’ He was actually kidding and just chiding me, but when I Opened my mouth ant took about four inches of his boner in my mouth, I thought he would go ballistic, ‘Holy shit man, you gonna actually do it?’ he said.

    I just kept working it with my tongue and mouth, and he just kept shoving more and more into my mouth, God Chad was enjoying it as much as I was.

    ‘Holy Shit man, you suck better cock than Janice, Awh yeah, man, I love it, I fucking love it, Yeah man, suck that thick fucking cock,’ he said.

    I was working on it with all the expertice I had in me.

    I was stroking my cock behind his back as I sucked his cock, I had him almost singing, playing with his big hairy balls with one hand and stroking my own cock with the other and sucking Chad’s thick meat, god was I in heaven or what.

    Chad was getting close to nutting, I could tell. I love to see a guy’s balls as they sneak up beside the cock tight and close, and the cock begins to harden, harder and harder as his breathing begins to get heavier.

    Chad was on the edge of exploding, as he pulled my head onto his cock and he began to jerking adn shooting a load of cum into my mouthand throat as he moaned and grunted until he was exhausted.

    Hejust fell over on his side next to me, ‘Holy Shit man, that was the best blowjob I have ever had, Damn that was awesome.’

    I looked over at him and smiled, yeah us fags are pretty good at sucking on guys cocks.

    ‘You fucking got that right,’ he said, with a silly grin, then he did something totally unsuspected.

    Chad reached over and started stroking my unfinished cock with the verosity of a breading horse, it took me about three minutes when he brought me off. God just having his hand on my cock was enough, but to stroke it off untill I shot cum all over his hand, ‘How was that?’ he asked with a giggle, ‘Damn you came a lot for a,’ ‘FAG’ I said, he smiled. ‘thats not what I was gonna say,’ he said.

    ‘Hey man, I don’t care if your the biggest fag in the universe, your all right by me, and I don’t mind at all your sucking my cock, actually I hope we do it again, and soon.’ Chad Said.

    I said, ‘Sounds like a winner to me.’ From that time on Chad was different to me, more kind, less macho, actually he was more loving.

    About a month Later Chad came into the Room after he returned from the Thanksgiveing weekend break.

    I smiled when I saw him and he said, ‘Lets spend some quiet time tonight together in the dorm room, O.K.?’

    I smiled and said, ‘Sure man, no problem.’

    Later that night he drug out a bottle of wine, and some paper cups from teh mens room, and we toasted our friendship then then he said, ‘you up for some of that fag sex again?’

    I just smiled and said, ‘Sure, if your up for trying something new,’ ‘Well sure man, if it don’t involve doing something really kinky.’ he said.

    ‘Na man, just he regular stuff, just lay back and enjoy it.’

    I pulled his shorts off and his cock was already standing straight up. He smiled as I stroked his hard cock and just had a blast as I licked and nibbled around the bell of the head, I loved his cock with a passion. and He seemed to be loving what I was doing too.

    I got him going really good when I crawled down between his lovely hairy legs and looked down at his hairy looking balls and legs, I licked my lips at the beautiuful sight before me, then I lifted his legs up and had him pull them back at the knees, exposing that awesome looking hairy little love hole between those muscular cheeks, it was a beautiful sight, I went head first into his ass cheeks and In less that tow minutes I had him almost yelling out in pleasure and enjoyment, he loved me sticking my tongue into his asshole, and just licking and tickling his asshole with the tip, I was fingering his asshole as I worked it over with my mouth and tongue, he was going wild.

    I looked over and he had grabbed the covers on the bed and had pulled them all loose and even slipped the sheets off too.

    I had worked him over good for a while and I was almost at the point of shooting my load when I reached over and on the night stand I had this tube of lube, I greashed his cock really good, and then I slid some lube up my asshole making sure this cock of his wouldn’t split me apart.

    I got up ontop of his body and placed that thick, hot cockhead against my asshole and gently let my body down onto his throbbing cock, I had to hold my breath it was so big and tight, but I got it there.

    I watched as his face lit up and he realized he had his cock buried to the hilt into my turd chute.

    I felt so full, I could feel his cockhead swell out as he flexed, and thicken up. I felt his heartbeat in the shaft of his cock, and all these things lead to a most pleasureable sensation deep inside my body.

    We then began to move to the grove of our sexual pssions, I could feel his hot awesome cock as it slid deep into me and then slowly slide back out.

    I would shudder with each thrust of his thick cock and feel it rub against my prostate, sending the most awesome sensations throughout my entire body, it was awesome, If he felt anything like I did at that moment it was fantastic.

    I was at the verge of cuming when I felt his thrusting get more intense and faster. I felt awesome to know that I was taking his male to male virginity, Chad was at the point of no return when I heard him make this low gutteral growl like a grizzly bear, and his cock started to jerk as he stuffed his thick cock to the balls into my body, making me feel like heaven.

    I looked into his face as he unloaded his seed in my intestines, I felt so fantastic, I began reached down now that he had cum inside me, and I stroked my tingling cock for about five minutes and began shooting my cock like mad, cum went everywhere, on me, on chad, on my face, I was blowing one awesome load.

    Chad and I had one fantasic year after that, and he requested me as a room mate every year after that untill we both graduated, I hear from Chad from time to time and we get together every now and then just for old time sakes, he’s married now with a family and Im just a good friend. But I’m a good friend with some fantastic memories.

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  • Steamroom Encounter

    I usually go to the gym several days a week if I can. This day I did my reps, squats and other calisthenics. It had been a good workout, and I was sweaty, and looked forward to taking a hot shower. I peeled off my clothes and threw them into my locker, and walked naked to the shower room with my towel slung over my shoulder. Once there, though, I had a rude shock. There was no hot water. So I took a quick cold rinse and headed for the steam room.

    Once inside, I leaned back against the warm tiled wall and let the hot moisture caress my body. I sat directly opposite the only other person there. He was a blonde good-looking guy that I had seen around campus. I think he was a sophomore. He had short hair and the tight streamlined body of a swimmer. I had seen him at a couple swim meets. He was quite good. But for some reason he seemed nervous. He had a thin white towel wrapped around his waist while I was naked with my legs spread in front of him so that he could plainly see my balls and soft cock resting on my seat.

    I couldn’t help it but the sight of him there, looking so fresh and clean made my dick start to lengthen against my leg. He averted his eyes when he saw my condition so I grabbed my towel and placed in over my lap with my hand pressed over top of my excited prick.

    But it was too late to hide. I looked up to see him staring at my crotch. His eyes met mine for an instant then he tore his gaze away. But below, in the middle of his tightly stretched towel was a bulge that hadn’t been there before.

    When I saw his bulge growing, my dick snapped to full attention. Now there was no hope of hiding my condition. His towel tented up even more, as if his hidden cock was trying to escape from under his towel.

    I carefully made eye contact, and winked, as I moved my hand down, and caressed my hard rod. He swallowed hard, and then in a flash he ran from the steam room holding his towel over his own raging erection..

    Damn! Had I been too aggressive? I thought out loud. But it was clear that he had been interested. The reaction of his own body had told me that. I, too, left the steam room with mixed emotions. Did I want something to happen between us or was I just playing around?

    I went back into an empty locker room and dressed quickly. I ran outside and quickly found my new sitting on a bench outside the gym. He was wearing a ball cap, a tee shirt, and running shorts, which were just a bit too thin to conceal his still-apparent erection.

    ‘Excuse me!’ I said. ‘Don’t I know you?’

    He looked up at me and stood up. He looked scared but stayed in place.

    ‘I don’t think so,’ he mumbled.

    ‘Then can I talk to you?’ I said. ‘Just for a minute?’

    ‘Okay’ he said, his voice rough with emotion. ‘But not here, all right?’

    ‘Where?’ I said.

    ‘My room,’ he said. ‘My roommate has a class right now.’

    It was only a short walk to his dorm. As we entered the deserted dorm he took my hand and guided me to his room. Once inside he slammed the door behind me and locked it.

    ‘Look,’ he said. ‘I have to go to a class too, so I just thought I should tell you. I’m not gay.’

    ‘I’m not gay either,’ I said.

    ‘I’m sorry,’ he stammered. ‘I didn’t mean…’

    I took a step towards him and grasped his still bulging crotch. As my hand touched the cloth draped flesh, he let out a deep moan, and collapsed backwards, onto the edge of his bed.

    ‘Ohhhh!’ he said. ‘Don’t do that!’

    I gave him another little tug, and then stepped back.

    ‘Whatever you say,’ I said.

    He looked up at me. He was breathing hard and his eyes seemed a bit glazed over. Without saying a word he grabbed my hand and put it back on his covered dick. I let him grind into my palm for a minute, and then pulled away.

    ‘Uh…’ he said. ‘Can I. see your cock again?’

    I stepped closer to him.

    ‘Go ahead,’ I said. He reached out a hand tentatively and traced the outline of my stiffing cock through my jeans. His hands were shaking as he fumbled to pop the buttons open and pulled down my fly. My dick flew out since I was not wearing underwear and it was stiff with excitement. My precum was oozing out just a few feet from his face.

    ‘Go for it man, take my jeans off.’

    He reached over and pulled them down and off. My cock was aimed right at his face.

    ‘Now you, take your clothes off,’ I ordered. He pulled them off and sat trembling and timid on his bed before me.

    ‘Stand up,’ I said. ‘I want to see you.’ I made him stand on his bed and turn around so that I could easily see all of him. His tight young butt was a shade paler than the rest of him and seeing how sweet it looked made my dick even harder.

    Completing his turn, he stepped off the bed, and reached shyly for my rod. He moved closer to me and as I felt his hot breath on my chest, I was overcome by a moment of lust. I grabbed him against me and forced my mouth against his. My tongue intertwined with his and I let my hand roam down to his ass.

    When we finally broke the kiss, he stood there looking as though he didn’t know what to do next.

    ‘So what do you want to do now?’ I said. He mumbled something.

    ‘What?’ I said.

    ‘I said ‘Do whatever you want to.” he said.

    ‘Like what?’ I taunted him.

    ‘I never did anything with another guy except jack off together with a buddy so I don’t know what to tell you. I’ve always wanted to do more, but don’t know what to tell you. So lead me in this. Give me some suggestions and tell me what to do.’

    ‘Do you want me to fuck you?’ I said. ‘Do you want me to ram my dick up your ass?’

    He hung his head low and nodded.

    ‘What?’ I asked.

    ‘Yes dammit!’ he yelled. ‘I want you to fuck me!’

    ‘Good,’ I said, shoving him back onto his bed. I shoved my dick closer to his face; just barely touching his cheek. ‘Lube this up good for me.’

    He didn’t know what I meant at first, but with my rod poking at his lips he soon got the message. He parted his lips tentatively and I rammed home quickly pulling out of his mouth when he started to gag. But he continued to lube my cock by mouthing and licking me cock. Soon my dick glistened with his saliva.

    ‘That should be good enough, ‘ I said. ‘Now lay back and relax’

    He lay back on his back with his hands clenched into fist at his sides and let me lift his legs up and drape them over my shoulders. Then I began to work my slicked up cock inside his rose bud. He gasped and asked me to go slowly.

    I nodded my consent and bent down and kissed his lip. I was determined to be gentle and not to hurt him. I was about two thirds of the way in, when I heard him mutter something.

    ‘What?’ I said.

    ‘I can’t believe I’m letting myself get fucked!’ he said.

    I couldn’t believe it either. Once all the way inside we both got lost to our passion. At first I fucked him slowly but he started to moan as my cock massaged his prostrate. He pulled he in deeper by grabbing my ass and pulling me roughly inside him.

    ‘Fuck me harder damn it!’

    I braced myself on the bed and rammed my 8 inches deep inside him.

    ‘Ow! Shit that hurts! he screamed.

    I withdrew.

    ‘But that’s what you wanted.’

    ‘I know but didn’t think it would hurt this much.’

    I entered him again and slowly lowered my self until my entire dick was buried in him. My pubes were against his butt cheeks. Gradually I increased my speed and started slamming into him again. I was lost in my frenzy, fucking him like a mad man until at last I sprayed a load of cum deep inside his convulsing body. As I was emptying me cum into his butt, his own dick erupted and shot his cum over his chest and belly. The fucker was not even touching his dick when it exploded.

    He let out a yell so loud that it must have been heard all over the dorm.

    We both regained our composure and took a quick shower together and dressed.

    ‘You got to get out!’ he whispered. ‘My roommate will be back any minute. But let’s keep in touch. There is a lot more that you can teach me and I am eager to learn.’

    I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and headed for the door.

    ‘I’m Bob, by the way. Who are you?’

    ‘Anthony,’ as he closed the door behind him.

    To be continued…………..

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  • Riding Bull

    He saw the bull in the basement room, the one towards the end, with the bed, where fuckers lock themselves behind bars. The bull was riding the cock of a guy who lay in the bed, a guy older than him. Not much to remember from the guy, no one could remember much, the bull was stealing the show. The bull was standing on his knees, above and around the guy; the bull’s back turned towards the guy’s face, the guy’s cock inside the bull’s ass. They had locked themselves in, to be seen by all. A group of four men was standing outside, holding bars with one hand, stroking dick with the other. He was among the four. The bull was going up and down slowly, jerking off, feeling his meaty chest muscles, his belly and his own arms.

    At some moment the bull focused his eyes on him – him beating off outside the bars. The bull would not stop staring at him, would not stop the up and down motion. He, trapped by the bull’s stare, went on stroking.

    They kept it like this for a while, synchronized, their glances glued to each other’s.

    Suddenly, the bull exploded. The bull groaned, pulled his head back, turned his face towards the ceiling, and held himself with one hand from the bed. The other hand pulled the cockhead out, to shoot strong in all directions. Thick, white and whirly chunks of sperm. The bull shot lots and for long, one spasm followed the other, spilling on the walls and on the floor.

    He exploded too; he thrust his cock as much as he could between the bars, his cum shot longest than ever, to meet the floor, side by side with the bull’s flesh-thick cum splashes.

    After the bull unloaded, the bull turned once more his glance towards him, the bull smiled, the bull’s eyes smiled, an almost devilish smile.

    ———-

    He saw the bull again, some months later, in the baths. He thought that the bull had forgotten, but he was wrong. The bull approached him and proposed to go to a room. No need of others or audience, just the two of us, the bull said politely.

    The bull rode him, the same motion, up and down slowly. The one difference, the bull rode his cock looking at him, the same steady stare.

    The bull said firmly, I know what you want, I have it ready for you and here I go.

    He was engulfed in a warm undertow of exploding cum. He followed, almost instantaneously, his whole body jerked in spasms, releasing sperm in quantities and duration equal to that of the bull.

    He could have never imagined. He had received the power of the bull.

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  • Blood Lust

    Monday 15th September 1810

    Today I woke up as a monster, I had been ill for a while now but the lady at the apothecary, Ann, had said she could help me. She gave me a vile of what I now know to be her venom and told me to drink it all in one go.

    When I woke Ann was with me she looked very pleased with herself. ‘I am pleased you are healed. You were going to die if you had not drunk the vile I gave you. I have converted you into a vampire; you have drunk my venom and you will be an immortal just like me. You will hunt humans for their blood and you will live with me and I will show you the ways of our kind’

    ‘What if I don’t want to drink the blood?’

    ‘There are some who only drink the blood of animals and some who eat food like they used to. Pathetic really because neither can help them with the thirst for human blood, this is the curse of our kind. Adrian saw to that when he sleighed the dragon and ate its flesh.’

    ‘Who is Adrian…and did you just say dragon?’

    ‘There are three species of immortals; Witches, they are humans that can perform spells to become immortal; Dragons who were the only immortal being until Adrian found a way to kill one and then there are vampires.’

    ‘Adrian is the leader of the vampire world; he is our representative at the immortal council. He presides over any rule breaking of our kind and also passes judgement on other immortals when they commit major crimes. He is my father, my creator; he is your grandfather now. I am your mother; I am responsible for you and your upbringing as an immortal.’

    ‘Mother, I want to have animal blood, I don’t want to feed off my family or someone else’s for that matter.’ And that was that, I had made my decision and in the frame of mind I was in it was almost inevitable that I would make that decision.

    Saturday 02 Jan 2010

    I have been a vampire for over 200 years now and have experienced many things. But this is something like I have never had before. I have developed feelings for a human. Usually I hardly notice them, but there is something very special with this human. I wish I could put my finger on it. Mother called it bloodlust, when a human’s blood smells so divine you go crazy. I wasn’t crazy though, if anything I was saner because I thought I was a freak for not been like my brothers. I have never been tempted by human blood. The thought of it makes me feel sick. She thinks it was because when I was created I was so close to death that I valued life more.

    But Ben Jones can’t know that I am in love with him or that I want to suck the blood from his veins. He mustn’t know. I love him too much to hurt him for that. I met him at Diva’s club one Saturday night. I wasn’t looking for my soul mate, but bumped into him and at once I knew I had to be with him. The thirst was excruciating, I had only fed last night so this seemed odd to me.

    He just looked like someone from the magazines, boyish good looks, blue eyes that were so dazzling I had to look away in case he said something about me staring. He wasn’t very muscular, but his frame suited him. I had to leave the club in fear of going to him and whisking him off so I could feed.

    I went home to speak to mother to see if she could help me. I have never wanted someone so badly before, what was happening to me. Was I turning into the monster I should of become 200 years go? I had to find out what was happening to me quickly, I couldn’t risk been too weak to resist.

    Sunday 03 Jan 2010

    I can’t stop thinking about him, he is in every thought I have. I have tried to distract myself but there is nothing I can do. Mother has never fully supported my way of life. I was created, as she reminded me, to hunt humans. I was a freak of nature in her eyes, in my opinion I had no choice I should have killed him. I could have become a human hunter like my family but I didn’t want to become one. I had always been a kind human, never got into any fights or wished ill on anyone, so why should my immortality change that. My brother Tobias was at my mothers too, he is the closest thing to a brother that I have ever had. He was created before me, although I am older than he is in human years. He was more sympathetic to my cause and had for a while lived as I did. He told me it was only natural to have bloodlust, he said he had experienced it many times in his 250 years. He assured me it would pass. I couldn’t help but think that he was just trying to pacify me.

    I asked Tobias to come with me to keep me distracted. I had all evening to kill (so to speak). He agreed provided that he could hunt first. I agreed and told him to go on his own as I did not want to feed yet. I could feel that I would need to soon but as yet I was ok.

    Time just seemed to drag for me when Tobias was gone. I kept hoping that he did not go hunting anywhere near Ben, I felt a certain jealousy around Ben. If I couldn’t have him then no other vampire was going to.

    Tobias came back at around midnight; his eyes were no longer deep red but were lighter because of the human blood. ‘So bro; what have you got planned for us to do?’ Tobias asked.

    ‘Mmm, I dunno, we could always go see our cousins the witches.’

    ‘Do we have too? I hate them with all their spells and crap.’

    ‘Yes we do; I need to find out if there is a spell that can stop me wanting Ben’s blood so badly.’

    We went to see my cousins Ashley and Mary. These were two very powerful witches in the London area and I hoped they could help me. They couldn’t, I was stuck with this dilemma that I could not fix without either killing the man I love or running away. I was sick to the back teeth of running away. I have spent two centuries doing it. I wanted to stay in one place for a while; I had been given a job from Adrian to show new vampires the best hunting areas of London. It was a good job that the morality rate in London is quite high. Our kind tends to stay in large towns and cities so they can feed without exposure from the outside world. That is our only law, keep the secret.

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  • Me and The Dude Ranch

    There are so many things that come to mind as a person thinks back, being a thirty year old now, it was the things about my self that bring me the most laughter, Like for instance, I had always been told that ‘Jacking off,’ would make your cock grow bigger, ‘yeah right,’ If that were the truth, and I realize it now, I would have to be using a wheel barrow to carry my cock around on. Holy shit man, I guess my cock stayed raw from the time I heard that myth at about thirteen on, untill I came to realize that quality sex was much better than quantity.

    My cock got beaten raw most of my younger life, Then I realized that body building was where it was at, I worked out and got myself built up to a very nice looking well built athletic guy, I did great in sports in High School too.

    Thats when I realized that for most guys, If your cock was like every other muscle in your body, and would grow with exercise, that it would be the largest muscle on every man’s body, well to be honest It’s the one muscle that gets used and exercised the most on most men anyway.

    I guess it was when I was about sixteen that I realized I had a thing for guys and their cocks.

    I was mesmerized by them, I began to see all guys, young and old as a sex object, every time I saw a guy, young or old, I wondered if they were cut or uncut, how big their cock was, I became like a game I played, called ‘Guess the guys cock size’ I never missed a chance to see a guys cock, at the mall urinals, at school, at well just about anywhere, I was fasinated with them.

    Now the first time I ever felt a guys cock other than mine, actually was in church, believe it or not..

    LeRoy was my best buddy, he was also the pastor’s son. Leroy was one very handsome good looking, well built, Wild, and crazy, do anything for a kick guy,

    We were setting in church alone on the back pew this one Sunday,when Leroy leaned over and told me to reach into his pocket and get his pen knife, silly ole me, never thought anything of it.

    I reached over with my hand and slid it into his left pocket, and I felt something soft yet stiff, warm round,and thick, I then realized it was his cock, and damn, he was like me uncut, it was sticking thru a hole in his pocket, he had fished it thru the hole and it was harder than a brick, Damn he was thick, it was quite a bit thicker than my cock, I got a boner instantly. He just smiled at me,layed back and let me play with it and he just sat there like it was the most normal thing in the world to have your cock played with in church,and he shot a load into my hand right there in church while the organ was playing music, and funny,I was making music on his ‘Organ’ at the same time, god I loved the feeling of his cock, and he was into my stroking it big time. I thought at that moment that I would faint, I came in my own briefs there in church too as I played with Leroy’s boner, thankful I had a hankerchief in my pocket too, to wipe up a handful of Leroy’s cum, but before I wiped it all off, I licked on my finger to see what it tasted like, wow, I was amazed at its sweet, salty, musty taste, and I loved it. I leaned over and told Leroy I wanted him to cum in my mouth next time, he just smiled and said, ‘You got it man, can’t wait.’ Well truth be told, Leroy and I got it on a lot when we were younger, until he went off to the military.

    That was my first time with a guy, and It still seems like it was yesterday.

    Well the story I am writing today is about a trip I took back when I was twenty five.

    I had been working hard at the new job, making good money, doing quite well, I decided I needed to take a break, I had been building up a nice little residual income for myself with monthly royalties coming in, so I felt I deserved a getaway.

    I flew to a city in the western states and booked a two week stay at a ‘Dude Ranch,’ I had always had a thing for Cowboys, and I wanted to see for myself what a real cowboy looked like, and if the occasion arose How they would feel riding, you understand I mean riding me.

    Well I got to the ‘Double Bar H’ ranch and I got settled into my bungalo, at the end of these little Motel like cottages. there was a central building for meals, ect.

    I got settled in and went into the main building had supper and thats when I saw this guy, I thought my heart would stop. he was awesome looking, he had this body that was to die for, muscular, he was wearing this tight,faded, light blue, tee shirt, one that was so tight it showed even the blood veins bulging in his stomach abdominals and his chest, he was wearing this leather vest over the tee shirt, and this worn looking straw cowboy hat, his eyes were dark and mysterious, he had this light beard, alsmost like and unshaven guy looks yet really neatly trimmed.

    His Levi’s looked faded and thats when I went weak, there was this one faded area, a big area to left of this zipper, that just shouted ‘I am cock, I am big, and bad and I Like to Play.’ I just stared at this awesome bulge, I felt that old gnawing in the lower part of my stomach, and I wanted to rape this guy. he was beautiful. He was wearing these old cowboy boots that have been around a while. he was outstanding, and by this time so was my cock.

    Well I knew then that I wanted to meet his dude, little did I know he would be our riding instructor, and trail ride escort.

    I got my supper tray and went to a table, and sat alone, I was enjoying the meal when I looked and there he stood with his supper tray in hand, ‘Mind if I join you?’ he said.

    At first I just looked with my mouth full of food, like I was hypnotized, then I came to my senses and swallowed as he stood there waiting for a response.

    ‘Oh Shit man, sorry, sure I would love your company, Hi! I’m Ken.’

    ‘Glad to meet you Ken, I’m Eric, the rideing instructor.’

    Eric and I sat there and chatted for a while, I think I noticed everything there was to notice abou this gorgeous man, he was awesome, I think I even tried to count the hairs on his knuckles, I was that taken by Eric.

    He was so outgoing and friendly, by the time the evening was over I knew a lot about him and he knew a lot about me, we were both comfirmed bachelors, neither had girl friends.

    So we just sorta hit it off really nicely, I wanted to tell him that I wanted to stip him and suck the bejesus out of his body, but I thought better of it.

    Well the next day we had our instructions from Eric and our first day of riding, I was doing really good having ridden horses before at my Grandpa’s Farm as a kid.

    For some reason I was feeling that Eric was drawn to me, and I definitely was attracted to and drawn to Eric.

    The day had ended and I was in the cottage, just coming out of the showers that evening, It was about nine oclock, I was just in my bathrobe, and a towel wrapped around my midsection when I heard this knock on the door of my cottage.

    I went to the door, opened it a little and there stood Eric, with a couple of cold Beers in his hand and no shirt, just a vest, his cowboy hat, and a big Smile.

    ‘Care to have a Beer with me, he said with a big smile.

    I felt so vulnerable, and yet so excited at that moment, I almost said, ‘I would love to share a beer with you if I could share your body too.’

    I knew better, so I just said, ‘Wow man, I would love it.’

    We sat there and enjoyed each other’s company for most of the evening, I knew I wanted to ask him to spend the night, there was plenty of room, but finally Eric just looked at me and said, ‘well Ken, I guess I should be going, so you can get some rest.’

    I quickly just caught myself saying, ‘If you’d like you could spend the night Eric. I only have this one bed but we could share, That is if you don’t mind sleeping with me.’

    I saw this big smile come over Eric’s face and he said with a smile, ‘Only if you’ll be gentle with me, it’s my first time, and he stared into my eyes and I went weak, and melted.

    I said, I need to put some briefs on, I usually sleep in my briefs.

    ‘Don’t do it on my account, I sleep in the raw myself,’ Eric said.

    I didn’t realize what was really going on here, then I came to the realization that I finally had Eric Just where he wanted me.

    We turned down the lights and I watched this gorgeous man, as he stripped in the mooonlight coming thru the window of the cottage, In the distance I heard the cry of a coyote baying in the moonlight, and I saw this siloutte of an absolute mythical god of a man, undressing in my sight.

    His body was awesome, and when I saw his cock, it was already like a diving board, standing straight out almost nine inches, thick and it’s foreskin covered head was outstanding in more ways than one.

    Eric crawled into bed and grabbed me and started kissing me like there was no tomorrow, ‘God Ken, I need sex so bad’ he said. ‘It’s been fucking months since I have had the pleasure of sex with a guy.’

    I almost felt honored to be taking care of his need at that point.

    I was in a dream world at this moment and I felt his hand stroking my cock, and rubbing my nuts. I was in heaven with this awesome man, I felt his smooth covering of hairy chest, as it caressed my body, making me weak with his passion and lust.

    The next thing I knew was he had me broken over like a shotgun, with my legs up over my face and his tongue was a good three inches into my asshole and he was like a mad man, after my insides.

    I knew what was coming and I felt his pre-cum soaked very wet, and slick cockhead against my asshole, and then the most awesome feeling, pain mixed with pleasure as Erick sunk that horsecock into my inner being, he stuffed my asssole with the biggest cock it had ever had in it and It felt awesome, he was sliding that swollen head over and over against my prostate and I felt every movement, I wanted more, I couldn’t get enough cock in me, I was at this point insatiable I wanted all that he had, within minutes I was as wild as he was, and I was surprised we didn’t set off an alarm, we were both groaning, huffing and puffing, pounding at each others’ bodies with our bodies.

    I loved the feeling as his body slammed against my own body and he was burying that cock to the balls into me, I knew it was what he wanted, and needed, and truthfully so did I. It was the most awesome feeling in the world, knowing that you are giving yourself and your body to someone you love to receive pleasure and that need of fullfillment with.

    I was feeling his intensity growing and I knew also that it was only a few seconds away from me blowing a load from just getting fucked, I had never done that before.

    I felt his climax building and his ramming his cock got harder, more intense, and then just as he got to the finish, He shoved his cock so hard our pubic bones connected, the pain pleasue as he began firing off, and letting out an almost yell as he shot his load was unbelieveale. I realized I had slipped a finger up his ass as he was firing off.

    We layed like that for quite a while, and he just kept kissing me, Holy fuck man, that was awesome, the best fuck of my life.

    ‘Your one fantastic fuck Ken, you know that, god it’s so hot inside your body. Your Probably the best fuck I have ever had, male or female.’

    ‘Thanks Eric, your awesome too, I have never cum from just getting fucked before, no one has ever done that before to me.’

    We caressed and hugged and fell asleep in each others arms.

    I woke up at 5:30 the next morning and there was Eric, laying there with morning wood.

    I was not one for letting a good boner go to waste so I took it into my mouth and began to work it over, doing what I do best.

    Eric was still asleep when I felt his climax coming on there that morning, and I felt his cock began to flex in my mouth and I got to taste his awesome cum as It flooded from that uncut beauty into my throat, Eric let out a loud moan, ‘Holy Fuck Man, what a way to wake up.’ Eric said with a very satisfied grin.

    We got up and showerd together and went to main building and had some breakfast, Eric just kept staring into my eyes the whole time.

    Well I know you can guess, but I had a visitor and sleepover guest every night of that two weeks.

    I had been sucked, fucked, and plucked, before It was time for me to go back home, I can’t wait for this summer to come around, I have been going to this dude ranch for the last five years on a regular basis, and believe me,I know how to ride and be ridden.

    And Eric is still the best instructor there, or anywhere for that matter.

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  • DX

    Practice had just ended and I felt just abandoned even though just minutes ago the sound of Hard Rock had filled the studio. Now it was quiet, that you can hear a pin drop quiet. I looked at my calendar. Tomorrow was my nineteenth birthday and so far i didn’t hear any mention of a party or nothing. I didn’t expect somethin’ big. Juist maybe some cash and quality time wit my Dad and Nick. I didn’t have a stinkin’ rich family, but we weren’t poor either. I sighed, it was offical I was fuckin’ horny and there was nothin’ I could bout it. It had been three weeks since I met Kristopher, which he insisted I called him Tallahassee (altho I call him Trucker). We slept together a lot, even made out a couple when my folks and Nick were out. But now I wanted that big thick cock up my ass. He could fuck me on his truck or whatever. I didn’t care. I trudged home, since I only lived bout 3 blocks from the studio, I decided to walk home, plus my car Buzzstormer (which i named my Red Camero) was acting funky and didn’t want to risk driving it when i didn’t have to. When I reached home, I didn’t see Tallahassee’s truck in the garage, so I figured he wasn’t coming tonight. It figures. The one night I didn’t want to be alone, I’m alone. I figured I have the house to myself considering I didn’t see Nick or Dad’s trucks in the garage. Then I remembered my son-of-a-bitch little brother Rick was visiting the weekend. Man, did I hate him! The biggest homophobe ever to walk the face of the earth and I had to be related to him! Oh well. I thought, climbin’ into my bed, naked except a large gray flannel that Tallahassee left me. Man I missed him. I hadn’t seen him in nearly a week. I liked those big hairy arms around my torso. That slightly funky smell that Truckers seem to have. It was like no matter how much they showered, that smell would still be there. It was hard to explain, kind of like Cologne mixed with spilled Budwiser. All those troubling thoughts finally put me to sleep.

    My birthday was so awful I could have just killed myself and it’d be easier. Mom and Dad were busy with Rick’s visit and Nick was out of town to get away from him. I couldn’t blame Nick really. No one could stand Rick for no longer than a few minutes at a time.

    ‘Hey faggot.’ Rick greeted as I headed to the studio.

    ‘I’m not a fag.’ I shouted.

    ‘You’re gay so you’re a faggot. Simple.’ he replied smirking.

    ‘Take a dildo and go fuck yourself.’ I hollered, running away as fast as possible. The last thing I wanted was to have a big fight with Rick. I finally reached the studio, I knew there’d be no one there since practices were only on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I went into my office and clocked out tired from running, i really needed to get in shape. I was stocky but nowhere near fat. I was bout 231lbs at 5’9′ (6′ even in boots) Not super muscular wit a six pack but still I was working on it when I could.

    I woke up hours later, surprised to find it pitch black. even wit the lights out the studio had a faint green tint to where i painted all the walls. Then next I realized I was moving. The I smelled that familar trucker smell. Then I realized I was blindfolded and my hands were tied behind my back.

    ‘Ah I see you awake.’ Trucker said.

    ‘Where are we going?’ I asked.

    He chuckled. ‘To your surprise.’ I gasped in shock. I eagerly tried to get loose that made Trucker laugh more. ‘Silly boy’ The truck stoped and he led me through hallway after hallway till he shoved me down, From the smell i could tell it was a hotel room. ‘Why is my surprise here?’ I wondered, struggling to get loose. Not wanting to escape really, I wanted to get this damn blindfold off, even though with it on, I was getting hard as a rock. Trucker must have saw this and chuckled. ‘Poor boy must be horny as fuck.’

    ‘I am, I am. i’m a horny city fool that needs to be fucked with that big ole country boy cock of yours.’ I groaned. He ripped off my jeans and boxers and chuckled, I have a lightly hairy ass and balls.

    ‘If i take the rope off oyur hands you promise not to take off the blindfold til I say so.’

    ‘I promise, just untie me please Trucker. I’m getting stiff.’

    That’s not the only thing u got getting stif.’ He said untying my hands. I sat up and streched my arms above my head. He took that chance to get my shirt off me. I felt his hairy body on top of me. It’s erotic when you can feel and sense the other person rather just merely see them. I felt something cold on my ass and I shivered. ‘That’s fucking cold, what is that?’

    ‘It’s lube, ever heard of it?

    ‘Yeah, but I don’t own any.’

    ‘Well this is going make it easier to slide in and out of ya, have you ever been fucked before?’

    ‘No, I’m usually a top.’

    ‘Well Road Dogg that’s gonna chance in a bit, but I got to loosen you up to take my country boy cock. It’s really thick and it’s gonna make you feel real good….’ I was getting lost already in ecstasy. I felt his hot tongue against my cock, probably cause i was leaking precum. My asshole twitched from his fingers in my hole. I knew if his fingers felt good, then I figured so would his cock.

    ‘I wanted this for so long.’ I moaned.

    ‘Are you ready Road Dogg?’ he asked me.

    I could feel his cock on the crack of my ass. ‘Yes,Fuck me Trucker.’ He slowly put his dick inside of me. I yelped in pain. He held still for a few moments, letting me get used to that big pole of a dick up me. Then he started moving in and out slowly. I moaned. I like the slow, rhythmic fuck rather then the poundin til they cum.He leaned forward and kissed me. I kissed him back holding him close to me so I could kiss him again and again.

    ‘I’m… I’m gonna cum Road Dogg.’ he moaned 20 minutes later.

    ‘No…’ I begged him. ‘Pull out don’t cum yet. Cause if you cum then I’l cum and I don’t want to cum. Rub your hairy torso all over me.’

    ‘But I’m sweaty.’ Trucker protested.

    ‘I don’t car how sweaty you are! I want this feeling to last. ‘ I kiseed him again. He groaned and pulled out and we rolled left and right kissing, cuddling and hugging each other. Then I felt him going back in. This time I had my back to him and he thrusted up me, a little harder but the same speed then he resumed the way he was earlier. He kissed me on the neck a few times. I inisted i ride him out. He agreed and he lay on his back and I mounted up. It took me a minute to find his cock. But when I did, I clamped down on it and rode him like a Rider poessed. We were both sweaty, breathing hard and close to blowing.

    ‘I can’t hold back much longer Dogg.’ he panted.

    ‘I can’t either.’ I hollered, unable to control it any longer. Trucker’s hairy legs made an X shape beind my back as I leaned forward.

    ‘Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck ohTrucker!’ That’s all he needed to cum all in me. Damn, it felt hot and sticky at the same time. I remained on his cock til he was drained dry. I groaned and fell beside him, panting and moaned from the awesome sex i just had. Trucker faced me and kissed me deep as he sucked on my tongue softly. I held him close his sweaty hot smelling bulk against me.

    ‘Happy Birthday Road Dogg.’ he said. I loved it when he called me Road Dogg, just like I call him Trucker.

    ‘Thanks for that, this was a great surprise.’ I turned my back to him as I slept for once peacefully, He pulled his close to him, his cockin my ass. But I didn’t mind it. In fact it felt like it belonged there, right there. The next morning I woke with another surprise. After I got out the hotel shower I looked at Trucker with a lusty smirk. I took the bandana he used as my blindfold last night and tied it for a nice gag over his motuh. He looked at me surprised. ‘Told you I can be a top too.’ He chuckled behind his bandanagag. Then he saw the rope in my hands and he grunted. ‘Huh?’

    ‘Now it’s my turn to tie you up.’ I told him.

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  • For My Eyes Only

    Okay, so it wasn’t too bad. But I suddenly wished I hadn’t agreed to watch my estranged aunt and her oh-so-aristocratic husband’s house for the whole summer vacation while they helped some orphans in Africa or Malaysia or wherever. I stood on the elaborately decorated front porch as their cab arrived with my aunt waiting beside me.

    ‘Honey!’ She called into the house. ‘Cab’s here.’

    A voice echoed from somewhere upstairs, ‘Just a minute!’

    I took my aunt’s huge bag and started dragging it to the cab. Along the way she informed me of all my duties for the third time. Check that garden service do their work, look after her precious golden retriever, check that maid service do their work and remember to set the alarm each night.

    It wasn’t really that much work, and she pretty much let me use all of the facilities in their rather up town house. And she would pay me when they got back. That was the main reason I was here. Why get a lousy job at the video store when you can live in heaven for three months and get paid to do it? My only problem was that I didn’t know anyone in town; or any place to meet people for that matter.

    ‘Arthur!’ my aunt yelled just as my uncle appeared through the doors hauling yet another huge bag.

    He hurried over to the cab, my aunt said her last goodbyes and they were off. It was oddly silent and it hadn’t really sunk in yet that I was alone. I walked back to house and just stood in the door looking at the foyer. I didn’t really know what to do.

    I went up to my room and unpacked my bag. My aunt said since I was staying so long I might as well organize all my clothes into the closet and make myself at home. I brought my Xbox, but lately I haven’t been in the mood for games. I went down stairs and flipped through the various channels but quickly got bored.

    My aunt had quite a huge movie collection, but I wasn’t in the mood for that either. No, I needed to be around some friends. My mobile phone rang. My mom was calling. She just wanted to check if everything was fine, you know, the regular concerned mom routine.

    I hang up and it was silent again. This was going to be a long three months if I didn’t find something to do. It was about three in the afternoon and it was kind of hot, so I went upstairs and put on my swimming trunks.

    Before going down stairs again, I looked at myself in the mirror. A great sense of pride overcame me. I was captain of the swimming team and one could tell by my toned body that I was a regular in the water. I had short, wavy black hair and a set of dark blue eyes. The ‘I’d fuck myself’ scene from the Silence of the Lambs popped into my head, but was quickly washed away. Gross.

    The water was amazing. The pool was huge. What more could I ask for? I knew I was going to spend a lot of time in there and I was happy I could keep in shape for when my final year of school started.

    And that’s pretty much what I did for my first weeks of house sitting. I watched movies and swam. Then in the evenings I would watch some more movies and then retire early. I started to jog around a few blocks and when the second week ended, I knew all of the houses on the block.

    I would stare at the people living there and it kind of made me feel like I was a voyeur, but then again, aren’t we all?

    It was on the last day of the second week that things got a bit interesting. The house next door that had been empty the whole time was being occupied and a large moving truck covered the whole road in front of the house. I was standing on the balcony to my room and instinctively peered at my new neighbors.

    I saw the father of the family, a man in his mid forties. He seemed like he carried his years well and I imagined he was quite the looker when he was younger. I tried to spot the rest of the family, but didn’t see anyone.

    Strange, the house was definitely too big for just one man. Unless his family was coming in later. I focused my attention to the younger movers, who in their loose fitting grey shirts didn’t seem all that attractive and not one of the generic faces caught my attention.

    Then I saw him. A tall blonde guy with the whole blue eyes, gorgeous, cliched, to-die-for face. And I almost did. My heart skipped a beat or five and I found myself gasping for air as I ducked behind the huge plant to my left, trying to sneak in a better look than just an ‘uninterested’ glance. But he was gone.

    I crashed down to earth as I searched for him between the people, but no sign of him was found. Had I imagined him?

    ‘Father?’ I heard a voice coming from down below. I closed my eyes. My mind made the image of this deep, throaty, beautiful voice coming from the face I just saw and died over.

    ‘I suppose I have free choice on my bedroom?’ he asked in such a boyish tone.

    ‘Of course!’ his father replied. I could hear they were related. ‘Just not my master bedroom.’

    The son laughed. I could barely hear him. He was moving away. I had to get closer. I peered out from behind the rose shrub. I still couldn’t see him. I glanced down to the front yard and saw I haven’t collected the news paper yet. Yes! Perfect excuse.

    I literally ran down, almost knocking over some Chinese antique vase in the process. I had to stop myself from bursting out the door and I took a second to work on my posture. Oh god, what was I wearing? I glanced in the mirror in the foyer. Er, presentable enough. Damn, I need to make a great first impression.

    What the hell am I thinking? I am crazy. Here I am, trying to make a complete stranger notice me. Would he even see me if I went outside? Shit, now wasn’t the time to think. I just need to see.

    I slowly opened the door and looked to the driveway to the left, but not far left enough as if to look directly at the commotion. I walked out leisurely and stole a glance or two as I made my way to the news paper. Nothing. Not even his dad.

    I picked up the news paper and paged through it. I thought it would look inconspicuous enough if I faced their house while reading it. There was a small hedge between my aunt’s driveway and theirs and if I wanted, I could even talk to the guy if he was here. What? Talk to him?! Now I am crazy for sure! What would I say? How would I say it? I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to say a word properly and maybe it was best to retreat to the house.

    When I was about halfway to the door, I looked back one last time, but again I saw no one. Then disaster struck. I didn’t look where I was going and my foot caught on a sprinkler, causing me to tumble to the ground in one swift motion. I immediately glanced back and I stared right into those eyes. They looked at me, unsure of what to do.

    I flushed red and looked away. I got up, went into the house and into my room without trying to look back at the place. I was too embarrassed. Not once did I dare go outside again for the remainder of the day.

    I woke up at seven the next morning and got dressed for my morning jog. I exited the house and when I saw the moving truck gone and a rather nice BMW parked in the driveway, my escapades of yesterday flooded my mind again. Okay, Justin, run, not jog, run. I didn’t dare look at the house as I moved past it. When I came back I saw the garage door open, and him lurching over some stuff on the floor.

    His back was turned to me and I thought about going slower, but I couldn’t. I literally held my breath until I got into the shower in my room and washed myself clean. Okay, so my room and the study was the easiest ways to look at the house easily without being spotted.

    I went to my room and peered through the curtains. The trunk of the car was open and he was busy unloading a few boxes. God, he was perfect. He wore some snug jeans that hugged his ass nicely and he had a tight fitting tank top on. I could tell he spent a lot of time in the gym. It wasn’t a buff look, more like a Ryan Reynolds type of body.

    I pulled the curtains shut. Since when did I spy so intensely on people?

    I peered back out again. He was gone. I looked at the back yard and saw him move in behind the house. I rushed to the study that had a great view of their entire back yard and I saw that he was putting some stuff into a shed on the far edge of their house.

    I glanced around the room and I struck gold. I reached for the binoculars in the cabinet and returned to the window to further indulge in my perverted spy game. He moved so naturally and, I wouldn’t call it gracefully, but he had a certain thing to his movements that seemed as if he was more than mere human. I looked at him as much as I could before he disappeared into the house. Shit.

    I decided that I should maybe start to eat a bit of breakfast and clean up a bit. I opened all of the curtains facing to their house, trying to afford as much looks at him as I could. I was scared shitless that he’d see me, but I just needed to see him. I tried to work up enough courage and go over to greet him, but I just couldn’t and I found myself hiding masterfully behind the curtains of the study, studying the specimen of human perfection.

    My erratic behavior lasted for three days when one afternoon I just couldn’t stand the heat and I just had to take a swim. My binoculars were wrapped in the towel, just in case I needed them. I swam for like an hour before I got out and decided that I was looking a bit too white. I lay down my towel and just stared at the clouds. I started to feel groggy but the most amazing sound brought me to my full awareness.

    A splash came from the pool next door. Oh my god. I seized the binoculars and rushed into the house, almost slipping on the auburn wooden floors from my still wet feet, but I just needed to get to that study. I yanked the curtain away and I gasped for air.

    The guy had just surfaced for air and the outlines of his half naked body under the water had me anticipating like never before. I kept on watching him when finally he got out, allowing me to see him in his entire upper body. He was carved like some model for Calvin Klein, but had that more natural and manly look to him. Instead of the white and marble sheen of studio, he had a light layer of hair on his chest and arms. He had a trail of hair leading down into his trunks, but unfortunately I couldn’t see an outline of what they concealed. I licked my lips.

    He dried of his hair and I guess he had the same idea as I had earlier and spread out his towel on the lawn and lay on it. I studied every inch of his body; concluding that all men I had ever seen were vastly inferior to this one. He seemed like he just turned twenty or so.

    I was so sad when he got up and went inside his house. It sucked that he didn’t choose the bedroom opposite mine and I didn’t see any sign of him at night.

    I masturbated that night to image of my spy game subject. I never did stop pleasuring myself to the image of him outside the pool, dripping wet and splendid.

    *To be continued*

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