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webmaster — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 16:53:04 +0000

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When my step-daughter said she was coming home from college to visit, we were pleased of course and somehow not surprised when she said she was bringing a guy who was “just a friend”. She has something of a naïve belief that guys just want to be friends with her, but of course it always turns into something else. She truly seems to have no clue that she’s way too hot for guys to be “just friends” with. For my part, of course I couldn’t resist giving her a hard time about it. I started teasing her about her “friend” and she insisted that he was just that. I persisted and reminded her of all the other just friends that she’d had previously and she finally said that this one was definitely just a friend because he’s gay. I assumed she was just trying to shut me up, and who could blame her, but she went on to explain that he’s something of a militant for rights on campus and leads a couple of organizations not just for gay rights, but for a number of other causes as well. This finally shut me up which is never easy to do.

That night I was feeling especially frisky with my wife and of course she took the opportunity to tease me about the cause of my arousal. She stroked my cock and teased that I must be turned on by the thought of having a gay man in the house. She and I have shared many fantasies involving me being with another man and she didn’t miss the chance to point out the potential even if we both knew that I wouldn’t act on it. Nevertheless, we had our usual amazing sex as we talked about a scenario that was closer to real than usual and that really turned us both on even more.

The next weekend they arrived on Friday night in time for dinner. Introductions were made all around and as I met Mark, I have to admit that the fact that he was gay was front and center in my mind. Throughout dinner, I kept having thoughts of him having sex with another man, he was good looking and well built, though not overly so. His personality was similar as well, assertive and sure, but not cocky. It was really a good conversation through dinner when I could follow it. I hoped that my distraction didn’t show or at least that no one would guess the cause. Our step-daughter decided she was going to take our daughter shopping the next morning and Mark said he was going to have to stay here and get caught up on a little school work if nobody minded. We said of course not and then my wife looked at me sort of slyly and said, “Actually, I have to go into work for a while in the morning anyway”.

As we climbed into bed that night, my wife reached over and found my cock already hard. She smiled and stroked it slowly and said, “Thinking about you and Mark having a little quality time tomorrow?”

I laughed and said no rather weakly. She stroked my cock slowly for a minute and I felt like I was going to cum already when she stopped and said, “Well I’m going to leave this alone just in case, so you’re good and ready”. My balls suddenly ached even more and my hand went to my cock, but she stopped me and I moaned, “You bitch”. She replied, “That’s right”, with a smile. It took me a long time to fall to sleep.

I slept later than usual and only woke when my wife came in the bedroom with a cup of coffee for me. She said that our daughters were just getting ready to leave and she was just finishing some computer work and was then going to leave as well. She slid her hand beneath the sheets and gave my cock a stroke. It jumped readily and my balls resumed aching and she said, “I’ll take care of that later if you don’t get any other offers” and with a wink, she walked out. I watched the sports news and a little while later she came back to give me a kiss as she was leaving. What I didn’t know was that part of her “computer work” was leaving some of the erotic stories I’d written open but minimized on the computer that Mark was going to be using this morning. She knew they’d be impossible for him to miss and she suspected that when he read the rather graphic content he would be spurred into action. All the stories that I’d written involved me being with other men and exploring my many fantasies of gay and bi sex and submission.

I turned the TV off and finished my coffee, then got up to take a shower. As I stood under the warm stream of water, my cock rose and I began to stroke it slowly. I had to admit, that my mind wandered to Mark again. Just the fact that I was alone in the house with a gay man was arousing enough, but there was something about him that was very erotic as well. I stroked myself slowly, but before I came, I stopped and resolved to save it for my wife when she got home. I had to try hard to divert my mind to something that would allow my erection to deflate despite its repeated arousal without satisfaction, but eventually, I resumed my shower in relative distraction. I got out and toweled off and by now was thinking of a few things that I had to get done at some point during the day. I walked out of the bathroom naked and went towards my bureau as usual. What wasn’t usual was that Mark was lying naked on our bed slowly stroking his cock.

I stopped, in shock and stupidly said, “Mark, what are you doing?”

He didn’t answer for some time and then said slowly, “I’m stroking my cock.”

I couldn’t say anything at first, but finally, my mouth reacted properly and said, “You need to leave.”

He didn’t move and didn’t answer at first, then said, “Do I. It looks like your cock says otherwise.”

My cock, of course, displayed my true feelings and was throbbing hard already. I dropped my eyes down, partly from embarrassment and partly to confirm the betrayal that I could feel pulsing hot through my body. My eyes drifted slowly up and stared at his cock. He was still lightly stroking his hand up and down the shaft. I stared and could do nothing but observe every detail. It was beautiful. Long and thick, not huge, but big and perfectly shaped, I stared and couldn’t look away. My trance was broken by him getting up from the bed and walking towards me. My eyes dropped again. I was too nervous and embarrassed to look at him. I could see a wet spot at the tip of my cock and then could see his body come into view as he stepped close to me. His hands gently slid over my nipples, causing my body to convulse and more wetness to seep from the end of my cock. His hand went to my cock and he wiped his fingers across the wet head and I thought that I would cum all over his hand. He brought his hand to my mouth and pushed my chin up so that I was forced to look at him at the same time. My mouth went to his fingers and licked the salty wetness from them as he said, “You’re hungry aren’t you?”

I nodded my head in shame and hunger.

He smiled and said, “You want to suck my cock don’t you?”

I nodded my head again.

“That’s not good enough. Tell me what you want.”

“I want to suck your cock”, I said with a trembling voice.

“I know you do. You want me to make you my whore. You don’t just want to suck my cock, you want to worship it. You want every drop of cum you can get out of it, don’t you.”

It was not a question and he knew the answer of course. “Oh god yes. I want your cock in my mouth. I want you to fuck me and I want to you to give me all your hot cum”, I blurted out as I dropped to my knees in front of him and his swollen cock.

I stared straight ahead at it and he took it in his hand and slowly stroked it up and down again. He bent his cock forward and ran it across my cheek and under my chin. He forced my head up with it, to look him in the face. I tried to look away, but couldn’t. He said, “Where do you want my cum?”

“Everywhere” was all I could say.

He smiled. A sort of wry smiled that seemed to be amused by what a cum slut I was in front of him. I was beyond embarrassment by now and was consumed by lust. My servitude fed his arousal and he gave way to his power over me completely. “I’m going to give it to you everywhere before we’re done,” he said, “but I’m going to start with your face, because a slut should have cum on his face before he gets fucked. Get on the bed.”

I climbed onto the bed and he pulled my head around so that it was close to the edge. He stood over me, stroking his cock. I stared in amazement and lust at his cock and heavy balls just inches from my face. My body quivered and my face was frozen in a look of lustful anticipation. “Tell me what you want”, he panted.

“Cum on my face. Oh god, cum on my face. Shoot your hot cum on me. Cover me. I want it. Please. Cum on my face. Please. Please Mark. Please. Please.” I ranted.

I watched his balls pull tight to the base of his cock. His cock throbbed and jerked. His cum flew and landed hot on my face. Shot after hot shot flew from his lurching cock all over my face and neck and into my hair. My orgasm came. Cum poured from my cock out onto my belly. His legs grew weak from the force of his orgasm and he leaned forward onto the bed to steady himself, pressing his cock and balls into my face as he did. I licked and sucked at his cum soaked balls. A long moan that started when I saw the first throb of his cock was muffled but not diminished by his messy crotch pressed to my face. I felt his hand on my cock and though its hardness had only diminished slightly, I felt it grow harder still. He regained his strength and brought his hand to my mouth. I licked my cum greedily from his fingers. He ran his fingers through the cum that he had shot all over my face and smiled at me, seeing that I was eagerly awaiting whatever he wanted to do to me next. He slid his hand under my neck and lifted my head towards the head of the bed. He spread cum everywhere he touched me. I was lying on the bed now, with my head toward the top and he straddled my chest and pressed forward, saying, “Suck my cock”.

I did so eagerly and he slowly began to move his hips back and forth, fucking my face. I nearly choked, but he went slowly at first and then fed me more and more of his cock with each forward stroke. I wanted every inch of him inside me and relaxed my throat and gave over to him. “That’s it. Suck it. Oh yea, take the whole thing. I knew you were a cocksucker the first time I saw you. Yea, take it you fucking cocksucker. Yea, suck that cock. Oh god Steve, you are such a cock hungry slut. I’m going to fuck your face and then I’m going to fuck your ass.”

I felt his heavy balls slap against my chin and my nose press into the matted hair of his crotch with each forward stroke. His hand pressed to the back of my head and pulled my hair hard with each forward stroke, burying his cock into my hungry mouth. He stopped and rolled off of me. “Get on your knees, bitch. I’m going to fuck that tight ass of yours now.”

The sound that escaped me was half moan and half whimper. I quickly moved to my knees, my head and shoulders pressed to the bed. “Reach back and spread your cheeks for me”, he commanded.

“Oh god, fuck my ass”, I panted as my hands pulled my ass cheeks apart, exposing my tight hole to him.

“Shut up slut”, he barked. “Push your finger in there and loosen it up for me.”

I wiped my finger around the sweat and cum that had run between my legs and then slowly forced my finger up inside my tight ass. I felt like such a slut, finger fucking my ass in front of him, but I wanted so badly for him to fuck me and my finger felt so good, I slowly worked it in and out moaning.

“You are such a horny bitch”, he taunted. “Work another finger in there so my cock doesn’t split you open.”

“Please, just fuck me”, I moaned, but I complied, forcing a second finger into my ass.

“Oh, I’m going to fuck you alright. I’m going to shove my whole cock into that tight little ass of yours. I’m going to fuck it until it milks my cum. I’m going to fill your slut ass with hot cum.”

His hand pulled mine away, my fingers popping out and quickly replaced by the fat head of his cock. It was coated with cum and saliva and he leaned forward in one steady thrust pushing his whole cock into my ass. I felt his weight on me and over me and it pressed my head and shoulders into the soft bed. I moaned. A slow deep moan. My ass felt impossibly full and my cock throbbed and dripped. He eased his cock back and then slowly forward again. I could feel every beautiful inch of it touch every nerve and sending waves of only pleasure over my entire body. My hips rocked back, wanting him to fuck me harder and deeper. “Yes. Yes. Fuck me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh yea, fuck me”, I panted.

His hands took my hips and he began to thrust powerfully and deeply with each stroke. His hips crashed against my ass and he couldn’t fuck me hard enough or fast enough for either of us. We were both blind to anything but our own lust and he fucked my ass wildly. My hands clutched handfuls of the bedspread, trying to get a grip to force myself back harder against his thrusts. I panted and struggled to breath, my face buried in the blankets. I felt his cock stiffen and throb in my ass and my cum start to flow as he reached around and stroked me. I lifted my head from the mattress and saw my wife standing inside the bedroom doorway, leaning back against the door with her pants around her knees. She rubbed her clit furiously with the flat of her hand pressed hard against her mound. She came hard as we did and it wasn’t the last time that morning for any of us.

Twink Twosome Fucks

webmaster — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 21:53:04 +0000

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If you enjoyed my first “True” story then I’m sure you will enjoy this one, also a true Story, only happened yesterday.

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I was having a relaxing day off from work, just sitting back and surfing the net, not anything in particular. Not until I decided to locate some nudist clubs around my area. After much searching without any luck, I stumbled upon a site for a Bi/gay men’s club that get together for social gatherings, such as camping, bush walking, nude bathing and just the occasional get together for drinks and fun and games. One of the events was for the group to meet at a “men’s only” sauna club. Sauna club for men, I thought! mmmmmmm very interesting.

I read on with excitement, wanting to find out more about this club. This club was located about 30 minutes away from where I live. I grabbed the cordless and dialed the number provided. A man answered and introduced himself as John (not his real name) Hi! I said and introduced myself. I’m inquiring about your men’s club, can you tell me more about it please, I asked. John proceeded to inform me about the establishment, what they offer whom they cater for, opening hours and the cost to enter. I’ll be right over I said before hanging up.

It took me 30 minutes to shave that’s including my cock and balls. I thought the readers would like to know that little bit of information! I showered, but on some sweat pants and a T-shirt as it was nice and sunny out. I checked my map book, grabbed my keys and small backpack and raced out the door only stopping to check the time. It was now 11.30am; I should get there by 12.00 I thought.

As I drove towards my destination I could feel my cock already getting hard with the thought of what may or may not happen at this place. Is it just a place for men to relax, have a sauna, spa and meet other men with the same interests as John had mentioned over the phone? Oh well! There’s only one way to find out. I drove on until I came to the street, slowing down to check the numbers. Number 26, here it I said to myself as I drove into the parking area. I grabbed the backpack and walked towards the entrance. Not a very large place I thought. On entering I was greeted by a young man wearing only a yellow pair of shorts with no top, only a smooth musically chest. Hi there! I’m John, he said. I introduced myself and informed him that I was the one that had called earlier. Mmmm! You look much younger then you sounded over the phone John said. Thank you! I said trying not to sound too corny.

I did tell you about what we’re all about here didn’t I? He asked. Well! You did tell me about the sauna, spa and the cost but you didn’t go into great details I answered. Ok! Maybe I should have told you a little more before you drove all the way here John said with a sly but worried grin on his face. Is there something I should know I asked? John proceeded to tell me that this was a club for Bisexual males to enjoy the facilities as I mentioned, plus to meet other Bisexuals who are single or married for Sexual encounters. I was a little startled, not sure if it was with excitement or apprehension. That’s ok! I’m Bisexual myself anyway I said. John smiled with approval and led me to the front counter. He walked through a doorway and appeared on the other side of the counter.

I payed my fee of $12.00 and signed in. I heard a click as the security door unlocked to allow me access into a world I have never been before. The smell of chlorine came wafting through the doorway as I slowly pushed it open. John was waiting for me on the other side. He greeted me in and led me down a dimly lit corridor towards a row of lockers. He handed me a key to my locker and pointed out the sauna room and spa as we walked along, he stopped for a second to also point out a stairwell which led to a pool room, private rooms and a video room showing porn on a big screen. He also mentioned That all private rooms are stocked with condoms and lubes for those, How did he put it? Extra curricular activities. This is getting more interesting I remember thinking to myself.

Please feel free to walk around and make yourself familiar with the facilities and if you need anything come and see me at the counter, John said with a smile before heading off down the corridor. I couldn’t help but stare at his masculine body and firm butt as he walked away. He did say anything didn’t he! Snickering to myself.

I got undressed and tossed my clothes into the locker together with my backpack and locked it. I wrapped the towel around my waist and hung the key round my neck. Ok! This is it I thought. My heart began to beat faster with excitement. I took John’s advice and had a look around. Walking back down the corridor and came to a room with tiled floors, I walked in and made myself familiar with the surroundings. To my left was a glass door with steam streaming from the gap below. That must be the sauna I thought. To my right was a large spa big enough to seat ten people. There was a man of about 30 something in the spa that I hadn’t noticed when I first entered. He had his eyes closed and was resting his head on the headrest enjoying the hot massaging water on his body.

On the other end of the room was another doorway, I made my way across the tiled floor and entered the room. It was a much larger room than the first. with a large shower area on the right behind a glass wall. There were three showerheads installed, so there were ample room for three people to shower at the same time. The shower was currently occupied by two men in deep conversation, one about 40 and the other much younger somewhere in the late 20’s early 30’s. They both ceased their conversation to glance my way for a second or two. The younger man gave a little nod before turning towards his male friend to continue the chitchat.

On the left was a smaller glass door that was difficult to see through as it was covered in mist from the steam. I noticed a faint smell of eucalyptus, I discovered later that smaller glass door was actually the entrance to the steam room.

By this time I was ready for my sauna. I re-entered the first room and made my way towards the sauna. I glanced towards the spa only to see another man had got in and was sitting very close to the man that was sitting there earlier. I noticed he was breathing heavily and letting out a small sigh in between. I could only imagine what was going on under the bubbling water. Maybe I’ll check out the spa later, I thought to myself with a grin.

I hung my towel with the other towels on the hook besides the door, I opened the door and the heat and steam came gushing through. I walked in and closed the door behind me. It was difficult to see through the haze but I could just make out a long bench along the wall, I could also see two men. The first man was bent over slightly with his elbows resting on his knees. The second man was lying down along the bench with one foot resting on the floor and the other on the bench, neither of them looked up as if to ensure I didn’t see their faces. I walked towards them looking for a vacant spot, that’s when I noticed the man lying down had an erection. His cock was about 6 ” long and thin, his left arm was resting on his belly and his head was resting on his right arm, eyes closed and breathing in a slow rhythm.

I sat in the vacant spot in the right corner of the sauna; I took a deep breath to relax myself and reclined back against the wall. I closed my eyes and slowly let the air escape from my lungs. I sat there for a moment enjoying the serenity. In my mind I was picturing the man lying there not far from me, naked and definitely horny. Had I rudely interrupted them when I walked it? I opened my eyes and turned my head towards the two men. The man lying down was now massaging his balls with his left hand his right hand was now sliding up and down his hard cock. I glanced towards the first man; I could just see him through the steam. He was now sitting back against the wall with his legs spread wide apart and he to was jerking off.

I found myself staring at the two strange men playing with their cocks. I felt myself getting hotter not only from the steam but from the excitement of watching this sexual act being carried out in front of my eyes. Yeah! I’ve seen it on videos but it’s much more erotic seeing in real life. My cock also started to rise to the occasion; I sat back and held it in my hand caressing it softly as I watch the other two. I was in mid stroke as the first man got up from the bench and walked out the door. I was now alone with a strange man stoking our cocks in a steamy room. Had he noticed me sitting here? Did he know I too had my cock in my hand stroking it as he was? He startled me as he arose from the bench and also walked out with his cock still stiff and at full mast.

I sat alone for a while waiting for my erection to subside. I stood and headed for the doorway, as the heat was becoming unbearable. I grabbed my towel and made my way to the shower area. There was one guy in there washing himself down, I didn’t recognise his face, or his cock for that matter… It was much smaller than the other two guys I had just seen. I entered the shower and turned it on, I used the liquid soap provided and wiped it into a lather over my body all the while trying not to look at the guy showering across from me. I stood under the warm water letting it wash away the soap; I closed my eyes and put my head under the spray to wash my face. I stood there for a few minutes with my eyes closed, sexual images going through my head.

Do ever get that feeling that you are being watched? I opened my eyes to see the guy across from me Staring down at my now half erect cock. He had his fully erect cock in his hand and was working the soap into lather up and down the shaft. I tried to look away but I was mesmerised by the sight as I was earlier in the sauna. He smiled up at me and gave me wink. What do I do now I thought! He wasn’t overly attractive nor did he have a nice body to match, I have to be attracted to a guy before I can partake in any sexual activity, I’m very picky in that respect. I gave him a quick smile and turned off the shower before leaving. He’ll have to finish himself off I said to myself.

Grabbing my towel I walked towards an open doorway with daylight streaming through. Someone must have left the back door open I thought. I stuck my head out to see if anyone had stepped out. It was a nicely paved garden area with a table and chairs in the middle. There were some beautiful flowers in big ceramic pots placed around the garden and a high timber fence surrounded the perimeter. A sign on the fence read “outdoor tanning area” I walked out to dry myself off. I stood there enjoying the heat of the sun beaming down on my naked body. The thought of the videos and private rooms popped into my head, time to check this out…

Making my way back inside, I headed for the corridor where I first came in. I found the stairwell and proceeded to climb. At the top of the stairs were three guys just standing around, one guy was naked and my eyes instantly focused on his cock which was semi erect. The other two had towels wrapped around their waist that looked more like miniature tents as they both had hardons. I brushed passed them and as I did so the naked guy went to grab hold of my cock, I took a quick side step to avoid his advances. I turned to see him smiling and give me a little nod towards a small room on his right, suggesting for me to go with him for some “extra curricular activities” I guess. I just gave a smile and kept walking.

As I walked I towards a room at the far end of the building I could hear two men moaning loudly in sexual pleasure. My heart rate sped up as I got closer and peeked in hoping to catch them in the act. It was dimly lit with a large TV screen at the far wall. Around the other walls were vinyl mats with pillows scattered around. On the screen was a young white guy about 20 lying naked on a kitchen table with a massive hard cock another guy who looked to be a bit older was standing between his thighs and was pumping his cock deep into the young guys arse. It wasn’t for real, as I had thought! I entered the room and stood there transfixed on the action occurring on the screen. My cock began to rise as I watched the young guys arse being fucked as he played with his own cock.

They changed positions, the guy that was doing the fucking was now on his hands and knees on the kitchen floor as the younger of the two knelt behind him. He spat on his hand and massaged it onto his cock which was now glistening with his saliva. He held it tight with his left hand as he spread the guys arse cheeks with the other. His cock head slid into the hairy hole with ease as he pushed in slowly. He breathed a sigh of pleasure as the large heavily veined cock slid deeper into his stretched arse. His lover held him around the waist as he began to pick up pace. He was now letting out a loud murmur as the cock went in deeper and deeper, the sound of his lover’s thighs hitting his arse cheeks filled the room making my own cock rigid.

I could feel my heart pounding as I watched more and more. I slid my hand under my towel to feel the pre cum dripping from my cock, taking it into my hand I began to jerk off in a slow rhythm. My towel fell to the floor in a heap around my feet, I was so horny and so involved in what I was doing I left it where it was not caring who may walk in. My other hand went to my balls and I began to massage them squeezing them very gently. It was at this point that I felt that I was not alone in the room…

I turn to see a figure standing in the doorway, I recognized him as the guy sitting in the spa when I had first entered. He too was standing there with his hand under his towel stroking his cock. I felt a little embarrassed getting caught jerking off to a porn video. It reminded me of the time my dad had walked into my bedroom unannounced, he had caught me with my cock in my hand while reading a porn magazine I had taken from his stash he thought he had well hidden. Without a word but with a stunned look on his face not forgetting how I must have looked. My dad spun around and walked straight out shutting the door behind him. That was a major embarrassment, especially for a fifteen year old kid. We didn’t speak or look each other in the eye for nearly a month until it was all forgotten.

Without looking away I bent down and grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. I was walking towards the doorway when he held out his hand. Hi how are you? he asked. I took his hand in mine shaking it and waiting for him to introduce himself. I’m fine! I replied back. I hope I didn’t interrupt you there? he asked with a sly grin. No not at all! I replied, I was a little startled but I’m fine. We were an arms length apart and I could now see his face much clearer, he was an attractive man with nice smile and freshly shaven. He actually looked much older close up then what I thought when I first saw him in the spa.

Would you like to get together? he asked. I wasn’t sure how to answer and I could feel my face getting hotter. In that split second all these questions came flooding through my head. Was I ready for this? Is this going to fast? Is it to early?… I had been here for about an hour but it felt more like an eternity. Suddenly the words came out of my mouth, Sure! why not.

An Orgasmic Massage

webmaster — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 05:53:04 +0000

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Copyright 2007 by Dwight Scott

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Subject: Mature Play2

I met a guy here in Charlotte and we met at his house again. This time it is very different. We have gone past the pleasantries and we undress quickly and go right to his bedroom. He comments that he likes that I shaved my balls. I am heavier than he is with a smaller ball sack and smaller cock. I about 6″ hard and can get my fist around it comfortably. He is thinner than me, balding and his gray hair is more extensive than mine. His ball sack is larger and looser. He has bushy hair growing around his cock and it is a little longer. He does not get as hard as I do but it is not a problem for either of us. I guess I am just stating that I am grateful to still get very, very hard. Our dicks are standing up and ready to play. We play with ourselves looking at each other – something that I think all guys do.

We climb onto the bed and I tell him that I want to do something that I did when I was very young. We get onto the bed and lay sideways, facing each other. We align ourselves so that our cocks are touching. We rub together and hold onto to each other’s rear end. The feeling of our cocks rubbing is wonderful.

That is how it all started for me. I was 6 or 7 and my neighbor across the street and I would get undressed and play with each other. The best part was when I would get on top of Eddie and we would rub our little dicks together. After a slight bit, I would get a tingle that was the best feeling I would know in those years. When he was not there, I would hump my pillow. Sorry for the digression – Back to the story.

He said that he was not getting much out of the rubbing and I agreed. I think the major attraction for me was the thought of fast-forwarding all these years and I am doing it again!

We get in a 69 position to play with each other for awhile. I am looking and playing with this softer penis that is starting to grow in my hand. I have not lost track of the fact that his hands are causing me to get equally stiff. He then puts his warm lips on my cock and I put my head back and enjoy the moment. He tells me to relax and he wants to take care of me before I do him. I didn’t need much convincing.

He proceeds to lick my shaft up and down, and then his mouth engulfs the entire shaft as his other hand slowly messages my balls. He moves slowly wrapping his tongue around my head as he glides up and down.

He said he loves to suck cock and proceeds to give me the most wonderful and masterful blow job. We both agree that we are not going to come in each other’s mouths and I will tell him when I am close.

Using all of my will power I said that if he didn’t stop I would shoot and I really wanted to prolong this. He agreed and we changed positions. I proceeded to stroke his dick and message his balls until he gets harder. I am enjoying the feeling of this warm growing gland in my hand. I enjoy the touch of my own cock. I play with it every day and it has been my favorite playmate for 50+ years. It is amazing to me that the times that I touch another man’s cock, I am always in a high state of arousal and the feeling makes not want to stop.

I look up and he has his head back and is moaning softly. I am ready to repeat my newest step. I take his cock in my right hand, put my left hand under his balls and as I rub and then – I lick his cock. It is warm to the touch and I lick it down the shaft to his hairy balls. The hair tickles my nose but the sensation of his warm rod against my tongue is great. I feel my cock rub against his leg because I have gotten up on my knees so as to give his tool the proper attention. He rubs his leg slightly up and down so that my semi-hard cock is being given a little attention. I know that it will be attended to soon.

Now I am ready to work my tongue up his shaft and wrap my lips around his cock. I start slowly at the tip and play with it as he did mine. I now proceed to go down on his shaft and he is slowly moaning. I lick his head, as he did mine. I tickle his balls and then rub his thigh.

I increase my licking and motion up and down until I feel he is really getting aroused. It is amazing, you can feel the cock harden and I put my head up and ask if he is ready to come. He said yes and as agreed, I proceeded to stroke him to a powerful orgasm. A few spurts are followed by thick white ropes oozing out of his cock. Like me the orgasm is mostly ooze with a little shooting. I realize that the sensation of the orgasm is not different, just that I now have less area to clean up.

He sighs that contented sigh and gets up to clean himself off. I think we are both a little bit of clean freaks as he immediately wipes off his come.

He said are you ready and I lie down and close my eyes because he is going to give me the ride that I love. My cock had gone soft as we focused on his so he had to take me from my very small beginnings to the powerful 6″ that I become. It doesn’t take long and he hastens the process by putting me in his mouth. There is noting like a warm mouth to get a cock hard. He proceeds to slowly take me up and get me ready to shoot. As agreed, I tap him on the shoulder and he finished me of with his had and I shoot two little spurts and the rest is the wonderful ooze. He proceeds to milk me dry getting every last drop out and I am wonderfully wasted.

Not to be outdone, I get up and wipe myself clean. I am amazed that I am enjoying this as much as I have. I missed many opportunities to put a cock in my mouth when I was younger. I thought that it would mean I was gay and did not want to think about that. I now know that the enjoyment of another cock is the natural extension of sexual play. There is no emotion attached to this, we are enjoying something that is hard to top.

We talk about how much better the second time was than the first and we agree to do this again soon.

Wet Twinks Fucking

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As James approached the front door he reached absently for the keys in his back jeans pocket, striding up the steps to the door. Without thinking he reached for the door handle, and to his surprise it opened without any need for the key. He paused momentarily. Strange. Even if Michael was at home it was unlikely that he would have left it unlocked.

James cursed the luck that had him watching over Jack and Wendy’s house while they enjoyed a three week European vacation. He understood, though – Michael was staying behind, and even at 18 he still seemed very young. Even effeminate. James didn’t know if he would have trusted Michael to watch over things either.

Conscious that there may be strangers in the house, James stepped in quietly, slipped his shoes off as he shut it gently behind him. He surveyed the house briefly: nothing appeared to be out of place. He stepped forward gingerly, his feet making no sound on the tiled floor as he moved from the entranceway into the lounge. And then he heard – did he? – a murmur, a voice perhaps, a whisper from upstairs. The hairs on the back of his neck rose in warning. Even though he hesitated, he knew that he would have to go up; and so he moved to the stairway, stepping carefully as he climbed, counting the sixteen treads that that took him to the passageway between the bedrooms.

Here it was carpeted, and everything seemed normal, except for the reflected light that was seeping out under the half open door to the main bedroom. He slipped quickly to the side, peering into the room through the gap at the hinges, surveying the room quickly to see who was there. Of everything he had expected, though, the sight before him caught him unprepared.

The main bedroom was large. To the left stood the double bed, slightly out of James’ vision. Wendy’s closet was against the far wall, standing open. To the right was a full-length mirror, and standing with her back to the doorway was a woman – a girl perhaps – dressed in a full length formal dress. James recognised the dress as one belonging to Wendy – but it certainly wasn’t Wendy evaluating herself: this woman was thing, gangly even, and the dress hung slightly loose on her frame. James wondered if anyone else was in the room – it was conceivable that someone was on the bed out of view. He stood without moving, waiting quietly to see what was happening.

And then a voice – Michael’s voice – spoke: “Very nice. Now turn around.”

The woman rotated, still looking at the mirror over her shoulder to keep herself in view, but James saw her face, lipstick, rouge, mascara, blush, earrings, girlish tilt of the head and realised with a shock of amazement that he was staring at Michael. Michael – dressed in his mother’s clothing, parading before a mirror, made up like a woman, obviously using the opportunity while his parents were gone to explore personal fantasies. James realised that he had wandered into a private sexual exploration – Michael playing out a scenario for himself, watching himself, as a woman, in the mirror.

For a moment he wanted to turn and leave – but Michael was facing the doorway now – any movement might alert him to James’ presence. Motionlessly he appraised the scene. Apart from the makeup, Michael had obviously taken some time to prepare himself for this: James could make out the shape of breasts beneath the dress. Michael’s hair – always long – was blown back, hanging to his shoulders. James could make out strappy black shoes matching the black sheen dress, over grey pantyhose. Michael looked anything but a parody – he was deliberately dressed and posing to look like a sensual woman, and for all the world he did. As Michael spoke again, James began to understand the fantasy that was being played out – he alternated between two voices, a feminine lilt that was obviously the role he was portraying, and a deeper voice that belonged to an imaginary man – who James came to realise was supposedly interviewing Michael for a job.

Female voice: There. I hope you like what you see. I’m not used to being asked to do this for a job interview. Male: Well – we both know that you have interviewed for a lot of jobs, don’t we? And that you haven’t had any luck? Turn around again.

Michael dropped his head resignedly as he rotated to again face the mirror. James could leave now, but he was fascinated by this play taking place before him – by the voyeuristic opportunity that had presented itself. From the back Michael looked like a woman again – he had obviously posed this way a lot, and this was perhaps old sensual territory for him. He appeared to be a shy, coy woman as he spoke again.

Female: I haven’t had much luck, no. Jobs are not easy to find. I really do need this one. Male: There are many candidates that I have to interview. Work is hard to find. If you want this, you’ll have to prove that you have something to offer.

Michael raised his head and looked at the mirror, lips pouting slightly in feigned anger.

Female: I work hard. You’ll never have to worry about the quality of what I do. Male: That’s not what I meant. I meant that you’ll have to show me some of what you have. Female: I don’t understand. Male: Some of what you have under that pretty dress.

James was fascinated by the scenario: Michael fulfilling both the role of the aggressive, demanding, controlling manager – and the woman reluctantly being drawn into exposing herself. James recognised the type of fantasy – he had had it himself. How many men had not imagined having an attractive woman obeying his every command? It was built into most men’s psyche. And yet this was different; Michael was deliberately positioning himself not as the domineering manager, but as the submissive, reluctant victim obliged to obey these instructions in order to get employment – and James was intrigued. More than intrigued … as Michael mouthed the next words James felt a movement in his groin that alerted him to the impact this was having. This pretty boy/girl (for Michael was unquestionably attractive – as he shifted his stance slightly the movement of his ass under the dress caught James’ eye) wanted to be controlled, wanted to be a submissive little girl to a controlling male figure. Michael wanted to explore his femininity by pretending to be made to do this.

James had explored his dominant preferences more than once. Early in his marriage he had started to tie his wife up, once taking photographs of her as she lay helpless on the bed. That day had been a long, slow exploration in which he had bound her while still dressed, and then unexpectedly pulled out the camera when she could do nothing to stop him. He had taken pictures as he stripped her, and her first attempts to pull out of the ropes had only added to the erotic nature of the images. She had become progressively humiliated, especially when he pulled up her skirt and pulled the panties to one side, holding her knees apart and ensuring that her face was in each photograph, particularly the most intimate. Her muffled anger through the gag had no impact at all, until he pulled it away so that she could take him in her mouth. He remembered how angry and turned on she was simultaneously, tearing against the bonds, but still taking him fully into first her mouth, and then when he turned her over, between her soaked lips. No matter how she had raged afterwards, they both knew that she had been left drenched and wanting: she had bucked under him with abandon. And as time progressed ropes, scarves, and eventually even some handcuffs had progressively found their way into the bedroom. As the marriage had turned bad the domination had remained, becoming more overt. Once, as they stood against the back wall in an elevator, he had reached under her dress, pulling her panties down and letting them fall to the floor out of sight of the unsuspecting patrons; he had been too strong for her to stop him even though she frantically tried to hold them up for a few brief moments. Each time there would be anger followed by lust. As the marriage irreparably shred he started doing it in more public situations, pulling down her bathing suit in the pool once so their friends could see her breasts, reaching into her pants and cupping her while she tried unsuccessfully to pull his hand away, and all their friends laughed. However madly she had twisted away, even in those brief moments he felt how wet she was.

So the scene before him set his heart to beating, and even though he had never thought of himself as anything but heterosexual, Michael was just so feminine, so little-girl innocent as he shifted his weight to one leg and spoke again, that James suddenly realised that he wanted this woman – wanted to take her under his control, to make her satisfy his escalating desire.

Female: What do you mean? Male: You know what I mean. I mean that it’s time for you to show me some of what you’re wearing under there. Pull down the zipper on that dress.

Michael paused, dramatically, as if staring uncertainly as his tormentor. James was now erect and prepared to progress this to a more overt stage. As Michael reached behind him and drew the zipper down, exposing the indentations of spine crossed by a black brassiere strap James stepped out and stood in the doorway. For a moment Michael didn’t see him as he was concentrating on sliding it open, but then he looked up and James could see the shock cross his face as they looked into each other’s eyes in the mirror. For long moments neither moved, then Michael spun around, reached behind himself to hold the dress closed, and took two steps away, backing against the mirror. His face reddened furiously under the makeup, his eyes dropped to the floor – James knew that Michael was frantically trying to find an excuse, an escape from the shameful situation in which he had found himself.

James spoke first: “It’s alright Michael.”

Michael said nothing, continued looking at the floor.

“It’s alright Michael – I understand. You have to explore. We all explored things at some point in our lives. There’s no need to be embarrassed.”

Michael’s eyes flickered angrily up at him. “You’re not the one standing here in your mother’s dress!”

“That’s true.” James closed the door behind him. It was a meaningless action, but it seemed to reinforce the privacy of the situation in which they found themselves. “But you look very feminine like that.”

Michael didn’t react. There was a lounge chair off to the right of the door. James moved towards it and sat down, relaxing, comfortable in the role that he was creating. “You look very pretty like that, Michael. You know that, don’t you?”

Michael still didn’t move, pouting in frustrated anger now, looking more girlish than ever. “You look very … desirable.”

The words hung in the air, Michael’s eyes flickering across the floor from side to side as he absorbed their meaning. James crossed his legs now. “We could keep this all a secret, Michael. Nobody needs to know. Our secret.” Michael didn’t move, just listening, becoming the role that he had been portraying just moments before. “If you want it to stay our secret, all you have to do is follow my lead. Girls like you know what that means. Unemployed, needing whatever job they can find. Doing whatever they have to.”

Michael raised his eyes now – were there tears there? – and looked confrontationally at James. He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped before any words came out. James smiled. “I’m not like other managers, Michael – I’m not that interested in your tits. I want to look at panties, and pussy. Lift the hem of your skirt, and then come stand here in front of me.”

Michael didn’t move, still staring at James, then finally spoke – and his first words were angry: “I’m not your toy!”

“Oh but you are, Michael. If you want this to be our secret, you are exactly what I want you to be. Do you understand?”

Michael was pouting, lips trembling, so … beautiful. So desirable. James’ cock was raging, a steel bar that couldn’t wait to be released. “You are my toy, my slut, my plaything, Michael. You want to be. And I am going to make you. Again – do you understand?”

And again Michael opened his mouth to speak but no words emerged. He stood, at a loss, his fantasy suddenly a hard reality – what was so easy when he had the control of the fantasy had become quiet frightening, insecure, when he was a pawn.

“Lift up your skirt, Michael. Do it now.” Michael didn’t move for long moments, staring at James intense eyes, slight aggressive smile. Then he let go of the zipper he was holding shut, and the front of the dress fell loose. He bent over, eyes still on the floor, and his fingers hooked around the hem, drawing it up as he stood straight. “More”, said James. “Right up. Hike it up around your belly. I want to see panties.”

As the boy exposed legs encased in thigh-high pantyhose, with patterned, elasticized tops, and then black drum-tight panties James found it difficult to contain himself to the chair. He savoured the view: Michael had dressed for self-seduction, with semi-transparent underwear, his manhood almost visible through the gossamer stuff. His legs, sheer, womanly, trembling perhaps. The hands holding the skirt showing false red nails amongst the crumpled material. “You like showing yourself to me, don’t you Michael? You fantasy is coming true, isn’t it?”

Michael just turned his head to the side, non-commital. James reached out one hand and let his head fall to one side, but his eyes never left the image before him. “Come here – come stand in front of me”.

Michael walked across the floor, balance still unsure on his mother’s high heels, until he stopped, exposed to James examination, inches away from the chair. James placed the back of one finger against the inside of a knee, and then trailed it up across nylon, flesh, the softness of the inner leg, to the hollow just below the panty mound. Michael’s eyes closed, and James could see the slight movement inside the panties that belied Michael’s emotions. He restrained himself from reaching up for the front of the panties, savouring rather the agony of confusion and lust crossing the boy’s face. “Turn around Michael. Keep the skirt up – I want to see your ass.”

Michael swivelled, perhaps relieved to be turning away, but James suspected that Michael was beginning to enjoy the realisation of his desire. The dress may have been slightly loose, but the black French-cut panties fit neatly, the light reflecting erotically across the curves of his ass. James ran his fingers across the smooth material, trailing down the crack of Michael’s butt, slipping two fingers between his legs to find the stretched material encasing Michael’s testicles. “Turn around”. As he spoke, he realised how dry his throat was.

And now, as Michael turned into view, it was evident how turned on the boy had become: the panties were stretched into a tent with the head of his cock peering out beyond the elastic at the belly. Staring into Michael’s eyes, James reached forward and pulled the front of the panties down, exposing Michael fully for the first time. As his fingers brushed against another man’s cock for the first time, he heard Michael sigh and push his hips forward, cock standing out like a tower, demanding attention. “You’re so pretty”, said James, touching it with his fingertips, exploring this new experience, listening to Michael’s laboured breathing.

It was strange how erotic this sight was: Michael’s cock, distended with lust, the panties bunched under his testicles, pushing them forward. It was as intimate as the first moments when a woman exposed herself, lying back for him and spreading open her legs for his gaze. As erotic as it was for them both, it was also true that their passion play contributed to the lust of the moment. And so James continued to play it out: looking up into Michael’s eyes, and with a cruel smile on his face he said: “Naughty girls showing themselves to strangers. Pussies this naughty need to be slapped –pussy slaps so hard that your eyes water and your mouth goes dry.” His hands had wrapped around the shaft now, was masturbating Michael with slow, measured strokes that caused Michael to move his hips in rhythm. “What do you think.”

Michael spoke almost in a whisper. “I’m not that naughty – it’s the job. You’re making me misbehave.”

“Then perhaps it deserves a licking?” At this James moved forward, and for the first time (what a day for firsts this was!) he felt the pulsing hardness of a man’s cock across his tongue. How strange that this should feel so natural. How strange that he should know to draw the length of the cock into his mouth, moisten it then withdraw, leaving Michael to suddenly feel coolness against his flesh; how strange to know that the tip of his tongue could find the sensitive channel between shaft and head to tease, or that it could press into the opening at the tip and split it just slightly, just enough for Michael to lose composure, drop his hem which fell about James shoulders, and to take James head in his hands as he pressed forwards into his mouth, filling him, embracing him with the cloth of the dress. And now James found himself under this boy-girls’s clothing, the eroticism heightened by the voyeuristic sense of being up Michael’s skirt, light coming through the material to this hot, confining place of sex, Michael’s hands cupping his hair through the stuff of the fabric, pulling him forward onto the rod. He drew back until the cock-head was held in his lips (for a sudden, ludicrous moment he remembered referring to woman as having CSLs – cock sucking lips – and wandered if that applied to him too); and then reached for the panty-fabric and pulled it down to Michael’s knees. God this looked sexy – pantihosed legs open, panties stretched between them, red, moist cock demanding attention under the tent of the skirt.

After savouring the view for long moments, James pulled back from under the skirt to look up at Michael’s face, flushed with requited lust now; his fantasies suddenly, gloriously realised, his unremitting desire expressed in hard breathing, focused gaze. James hands were still under the skirt, one hand cupping Michael’s ass, the other still stroking him tenderly, enjoying the sensation. “I think you should sit on my lap, little girl”, he whispered.

But now, for the first time, when Michael responded, there was a new timbre to his words – and he progressed the game in a wholly unexpected direction. He dropped his head girlishly to the left, brushed back some hair from his eyes: “Yes daddy, if you want”.

Ohhhh. How could words evoke such a response from James’ cock? Michael moved to the left, tripping slightly over the panties still binding his knees together, then sat across James lap, putting arms around James’ neck, nuzzling his face into James neck. “Like this, daddy?”

“Yes my girl – just like that”. James reached down and pulled the hem back up, hiking it to where he could again see the boy cock, knees held by the panty. He touched Michael’s shaft softly, again starting to stroke him, still in wonder at the rigidity and beauty of the rod between his fingers.

Michael was whispering now: “Are you going to kiss me, daddy?” It was a girl’s coquettish question. James turned his face, their lips coming together for the first, soft gentle exploration that added an emotive, sensual depth to this discovery. They kissed forever, slowly, hesitatingly at first, then tongue tips testing until finally it was an embrace, an acceptance. Again James was struck how natural it seemed to be catching Michael’s lips between his as he felt the contours of this wonderful girl cock in the palm of his hand, both men breathing deeply, hearts racing – but with a different sense: this had turned from coercion to shared seduction now. They withdrew slowly, Michael whispering again: “Are you going to fuck me, daddy?”

Jerking It In Public

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My wife Jane has a brother named Steve. Steve married a Mexican girl name Rosa. Rosa is from medium sized town in central Mexico. Last July My wife Jane and I went on vacation with Rosa and Steve to her hometown. Instead of staying in a hotel, Rosa arranged for us to stay for free in some friend’s vacation house. Rosa and Steve stayed with her family. A couple blocks and a central plaza separated the two houses.

One night while there, my wife went back to the house early with a headache. Knowing that I was on my own for the evening, I stayed late drinking tequila with Steve and Rosa’s brothers. I was pretty drunk when I started the walk back through the empty streets to where we were staying.

About half the way home I was startled when a Mexican man about my age emerged from an unlit doorway. He was bigger than most Mexicans I had met. His missing shirt exposed a muscular chest but with a little bit of beer gut. He had dark skin and bushy mustache. He held a bottle of tequila in one hand and a lit cigarette in the other.

As I approached, I said, “Hola.”

He replied in English almost as bad as my Spanish, “Hello.” He waved me over. He offered his bottle to me. I was too drunk to think to refuse. We stumbled through introductions half in English and half in Spanish. I found out his name was Luis. He asked how I was enjoying Mexico. Where I was from. He didn’t seem genuinely interested in my answers. But we both were drunk. Luis said he knew Rosa’s family well. He said Rosa’s 19-year-old brother Juan was inside.

While we were standing there Luis reached into his pants and hauled out a very large brown cock. I didn’t know what to say or do, so I ignored it. He let loose a torrent of piss into the street. It felt a little weird standing there on a public street next to this man I had just met, while he pissed. Luis handed me the bottle and smile all the whole time he continued to piss.

Finally the flow had stopped. I stole a quick glance at his cock. It seemed to be larger now than when he had first hauled it out. It wasn’t hard but it must have been 8″ inches long, but it was really thick.

Luis caught me looking. He grinned, “You like?” Avoiding his comment, I apologized and tried to leave. He placed a big hand on my shoulder and said, “Come on Mark, Why don’t you come in and say hello to Juan before you go.”

Luis made me uncomfortable but I felt that it was safe with Juan being there. I entered Luis’s small place. I walked past a TV that was playing an XXX tape of big cocked Latin guy fucking a blonde girl in the ass. Luis rubbed his crotch and sat on the sofa.

He said, “Juan is in the back.” He motioned past the kitchen. I went in search of Juan. I found him passed out, lying face down naked on Luis’s bed. I not gay but he was one good-looking young man. He had a muscular brown bubble-butt. He was smaller than me at about 160 lbs and 5′11″. There was a tube of lube beside the table and his ass still glistened with the slick stuff. It was completely obvious watch had transpired. I had visual of Luis’s fat Mexican sausage stuffing Juan’s tight hole.

I was drawn to Juan’s youthful form. I found myself wanting to touch him. As if in a trance, my hand reached out and I dab some the fluid shining wet on his beautiful ass. He moved the leg nearest to me.

I jerked my hand back in fear. It was then that I noticed that his movement uncovered his balls and cock. His balls were large and mostly hairless. They throbbed while he slept. His cock was completely soft but I could tell it was at least as nice as my 7 inches. The big difference was it was uncut. I had never seen an uncut cock before except in pictures. I realized that I had more than lube on my fingers. It had to be Luis’s jism.

In my drunken sexually aroused haze, I didn’t hear Luis enter the room. My exploration was disturbed when Luis said, “He is one hot boy. I could fuck his ass all night.”

I turned to see Luis stroking his now hard almost 10″ cock. “I never had me a gringo before.”

I replied, “Hold on Luis, whatever you and Juan have going on is between you two. I don’t. I am not interested. I am not gay.”

I stood to leave but Luis block the door. Before I could stop him he reached for my crotch. Luis rubbed my hard cock through my pants, as I stood there frozen. I wanted to run but my feet didn’t move.

Luis said, “See how hard your cock is. You know you want my big fat hard Mexican cock. Look at Juan’s sexy ass. Don’t you want to feel your cock sliding in and out of that hot, tight teenage asshole?”

I was so drunk and so horny. It was like a dream. Luis grabbed my hand and placed it on his throbbing manmeat. It was very thick and hot to the touch. My fist closed around it but just barely. Instinctively, I stroked Luis’s brown cock. Luis grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me into a rough manly kiss. His mustache tickled my nose. Luis smelled of cigarette, tequila, and sweat. The mixture was somehow intoxicating.

We broke our kiss. I removed my clothes quickly. As I undressed I got a good look at Luis. He was a big man, slightly overweight but all man. He had a macho air about him that made others do as he wished. I knew I was about to. Once I was nude, we kissed again. He grabbed my ass and pulled me into his stomach. My hard cock and his uncut one rubbed together between us. The sensation was exhilarating. My knees just gave way and I slowly went to the floor. Luis stood over me grinning and drinking tequila. I looked up at his massive cock only inches from my face. I reached for his hard dick.

Luis said, “Don’t use your hands. Use your mouth. Suck my brown cock.”

I let my hands fall to my side. I open my mouth and licked the precum dripping head of Luis’s big pole. I slowly took in more and more of his big cock until, I had most of it in my mouth and throat. I sucked that cock like there was no tomorrow. The funky smell and taste of Luis’s cock sent me into frenzy sucking and licking.

He pulled me off of his cock and offered me a taste of his big cumfilled balls. I wet ever inch of them with my tongue. Only then did he let me suck his cock again. I continued my blowjob without hesitation.After sometime of sucking Luis’s cock or him fucking my face, He again pulled his cock from my mouth.

“Stand up I want to taste your white meat.” He kissed me, “You suck cock pretty good. Have you done this before?”

“No, but I love it.”

Luis went over to Juan who was still asleep on the bed. He rolled the boy over to the far side of the bed. Juan ended up lying on his back with his cock flopping up on his stomach. His chest was almost hairless. I was surprised he didn’t wake up.

Luis said, “Here lay on the bed next to Juan. Don’t worry he is so drunk he won’t wake up.”

I lay on the bed next to the sleepy teenage Adonis. I wanted to touch, no taste his beautiful uncut cock. To feel it grow hard in my mouth. Before I realized it Luis’s hot mouth engulfed my 7″ cock. He held my balls while he slowly swallowed my cock. Luis really knew how to suck cock. I thought my wife Jane was great cocksucker but Luis put her to shame. My whole center of attention was the sensations he was causing my cock. When pushed my legs up exposing my asshole to his tongue, I almost came. But Luis was experienced and patient. I was drooling and moaning from the pleasure. It felt so good.

Luis said, “Mark hand me that lube over there.” Without questioning I handed the lube to Luis. It felt cool on my balls and asshole. He inserted a finger into my tight hole.

Luis said in a relaxing tone, “Easy Mark, just relax. It will feel really good if you relax.” After a few moments I was able to relax and he inserted a second finger. The pleasure level increased another notch. I closed my eyes and let the sensation sweep over me.

I didn’t see what Luis had done after I closed my eyes. I did feel it though when the head of his large lubed cock lodged itself in my asshole. My eyes flew open wide. He was smiling as I squirmed already impaled on at least three inches of brown Mexican fuckpole.

Luis said, “I have always wanted to fuck me a gringo. Just relax and enjoy it man.”

He waited until I had relaxed a little then he forced the rest of his fat cock into my asshole. I thought the sensation couldn’t get any more intense. I was wrong. When that big beer gutted Mexican started fucking my white ass with slow long strokes. I lost it.

I was screaming and crying. Begging him not to stop. Eventually I ended up repeating, “fuck. Fuck,” over and over again.

He fucked me for at least 10 minutes steady. My hand found my neglected cock. I jacked my hard cock as Luis plowed my asshole. In only a short time my cock exploded. The first squirt landed on my face. The rest of the blasts ended up dumping cum on my chest. The intensity of my orgasm caused my asshole to clamp down on Luis’s cock. He pulled out and his big beer bottle cock spilled a man-sized load of cum on my already soak stomach and chest.

Luis said, “Damn, That was fucking hot. I haven’t had a fuck like that in years.”

I didn’t reply but I know I had never cum that much. After giving me a few minutes to catch my breath Luis helped me clean up. Shakily I was able to get dress. I knew that I would have to skip the planned family outing to some Aztec ruins the next day. I would definitely be sore the next day. Amazingly Juan slept through the whole thing.

Luis still naked walk me back out to the street. We stood there in the street not really talking. I wanted to leave but I was almost waiting for his permission. Luis lit a cigarette and offered me another sip of tequila. I couldn’t help but notice his huge slick cock hung as it there. Only moments ago that thing was lodged in my now sore ass.

Luis stood there with his hands on his hips. I couldn’t resist the thrill of kissing his cock right there in public.

Somehow I managed to make it back to the house my wife and I were staying in. Jane was asleep when I got there. I sat down on the couch for a minute and must have passed out. She woke me the next morning. I had the worst hangover. I threw up in the bathroom and Jane said that it served me right for getting so trashed.

I was such a wreck that she left me to sleep it off and went to join the family. It turned out that Steve was too hung over to go on the trip too. The girls decide instead to make it a day shopping trip.

I didn’t care as long as I could crawl back into bed.

I awoke around noon feeling better. I was still very sore but at least my headache was gone. I ate lunch and decided to shower. While I showered I recalled the previous nights depravity. I gingerly touch my asshole with a soaped finger. It was sensitive and arousing. My free hand found my growing cock.

I was enjoying masturbating in the shower and was completely absorbed in the feeling, when Juan entered the bathroom. He said, “Sorry Mark, I called from downstairs but no one answered. Rosa asked me to check…”

With Cock in my hand and finger up my ass, I froze.

He stopped in mid sentence.

I said, “Give me a minute, Juan.”

He replied, “Sure Mark, take your time.”

Juan stayed in the bathroom while I finished my shower. It was scary and exciting stepping out of the shower naked for this sexy young Mexican to see. I kept picturing his uncut cock as we made conversation about how I was enjoying my trip. My cock was getting hard under the towel so I had turn away from were Juan stood in the doorway.

Juan shocked me when he said, “Luis said you came by last night. Its is too bad I missed you.”

My cock went from semi hard to stone cold hard in a second. I stuttered, “What did he say?”

Juan toyed, “Not much. Just that you had just about the hottest ass he had ever fucked.”

He knew what Luis had done to me. I knew what he wanted. It was in his voice and in the lustful way he looked at me. I was turned on but a little apprehensive. The tequila had made the decision easy last night but today I was sober and very nervous.

Juan placed his hand on the bulge in my towel. We kissed. He was so fucking hot. Before I knew it my towel was gone and Juan was on his knees sucking my cock. I had hold on to the counter as he licked and sucked my rock hard cock.

Juan looked up at me and said, “Mark will you please fuck me.”

I had fucked my wife’s ass couple times. Juan’s would be my first male ass fucking where I was doing the fucking. He undressed revealing his hot uncut cock. I couldn’t resist sucking it. I held it in my hand inspecting the extra skin that hooded the thick head. I licked the head of his cock. It wasn’t nearly and long or fat as Luis’s monster but it was more exotic. His young balls hung really low. I fondled them while sucked his beautiful cock.

Juan told me that he was going to cum. I don’t know why but I wanted to taste his sweet young load. I swallowed as much as I could but he kept cumming. I had never tasted anyone else cum. I savored the musky sweet tangy taste of it.

Juan and I kissed. It was exciting to see the reflection in the bathroom mirror of the two of us making out. He went for his pants to retrieve a small tube of lube. Juan spread the lube on my hard cock and then bent over the toilet. His brown asshole stared at me, invited me, and begged me to fuck it. I pushed my cockhead passed his asshole. The white on brown contrast was so erotic. I slowly fucked Juan’s Mexican ass with my white gringo cock. He moaned and fucked back. I held his hips as I fucked deeper into his young ass.

Then I heard my wife calling me. Jane said, “Mark honey are you up?”

I pulled out Juan’s ass and said, “Shit, Juan you have to hide quickly.” Then I yelled down to Jane, “Hi baby, I will be down in a minute. I thought you were shopping”

Juan grabbed his clothes and scrambled for the guest bedroom. From the change in her voice I could tell Jane was coming up stairs. I met her in the hall.

She said, “My are you happy to see me.” It was then I realized I was standing there naked and my cock was still semi-hard.

Jane grabbed my cock and immediately realized it was sticky. She said, “Mark what have you been doing?”

“Nothing.” My eyes betrayed me by taking an involuntary glance toward the guest bedroom.

Jane saw my mistake and head toward the bedroom shouting, “Who the fuck is she Mark?”

I begged, “No one, Jane come here. Please.”

She threw open the closet door to find Juan standing there completely naked. Jane was floored. She said, “This is what you do when I am gone, fuck young men.”

“No”

“What were you doing? Hell Mark he is naked. You’re naked. You have lube all over you cock. Tell me what was going on.”

“Please Jane.” I hung my head, “I am sorry. I am so sorry. I never meant to.”

“Are you a fag?”

“No.”

“Do you like sucking cock? His cock.” Jane grabbed Juan’s semi-hard brown cock to emphasize her point.

“No.”

“But you have. You did suck his cock.”

“Yes, Jane but.”

I had no answer for her. I just stood there naked in front of my wife while she held Juan’s cock that she used to make her point. I knew it was the end of my marriage.

Jane surprised me by saying, “Do you remember that trip to Vegas last year with Don and Sue? Sue and I had sex in the room while you and Don were gambling.”

“What did you say?”

“I ate Sue’s pussy and she ate mine. Look I love you. Lets call it even. Just be honest with me. Are you gay?”

I saw my chance, “I love you Jane. I am not gay. It just happened.”

“Have you ever sucked cock before?”

I had to be truthful. I didn’t want to lose my marriage so I told about the night before.

Jane asked lots of questions. She showed particular interest in the size of Luis’s cock. She turned to Juan and recognized him for the first time, “Juan, I was so mad I didn’t realize it was you. My god son you are handsome.”

Juan smiled. His cock grew a little. Jane noticed the uncut cock hanging between his legs.

She said, “Wow, I have never seen an uncut cock before. Mark, he is hot. I can see why you wanted him.”

She stroked his hardening cock, “Mark, let me see you suck Juan’s cock.”

“I can’t.”

“Come on honey you were sucking it earlier and you let some other guy fuck you last night. Do this for me.”

I went to Juan and Jane. Jane kissed me. While we were kissing she grabbed my hand and placed it on Juan’s now hard cock. Jane turned me to Juan. Our cocks brushed, He reached for my cock. Juan kissed me as we stroked each other. As we made out Jane undressed. I went to Juan’s cock. I opened my mouth and tasted his delicious meat again.

Jane said, “Mark, seeing you suck his cock is so hot.” She kissed Juan. His hands went to her firm peach sized breasts.

Jane said, “Mark look at me when you suck his cock.”

I looked into my wife’s eyes with my mouth full of uncut Mexican cock. I was never in love with her more than that moment.

Juan rubbed Jane’s pussy while I sucked his cock. Then she joined me on the floor. Jane took Juan’s hard cock in her one hand and fed me cock of his uncut fucksteak.

She said, “Honey, Let me taste Juan’s big uncut cock.”

My wife and I shared his hard young dark cock. Jane sucked the hooded head while I licked his brown cumfilled egg sized balls. His earthy smell was intoxicating.

Jane asked, “Juan I need you to fuck me with your big strong uncut cock.”

He replied, “Sure Mrs. Jones. If Mr. Jones doesn’t mind.”

She moved over to the guest bed on her hands and knees, “He doesn’t mind. Do you Mark. You would love for this sexy man to fuck you wife’s hot pussy with his hard uncut Mexican cock. Mark asked Juan to fuck me. To fill my dripping pussy with his big cock.”

With a smile on my face and lust in my eyes I said, “Juan man, please fuck my beautiful wife with your hard manmeat. Give the fucking she needs.”

Juan and I walked over to the bed. I held his cock the whole way. Jane’s dripping pussy was sticking up in the air. I couldn’t resist tasting the sweet juices I loved so much. She moaned as my tongues parted her distended swollen lips. When she is really turned on Jane can orgasm quickly. Her heavy breathing and body language told the she was getting ready to go off like a firecracker.

Juan push his cock past my tongue forcing my to give up my place eating my wife’s pussy. Jane didn’t mind as his hard dick filled her. He fucked his hard and fast like the inexperienced young man that he was. Jane normally would have slowed him down allowing her to really enjoy a long good fucking but she was close to cumming.

She said, “Fuck me Juan. Fuck. Fuck me hard. Fuck my little pussy with that fat uncut Mexican cock. Oh shit. Mark, he is fucking your wife so hard. It feels so good. I am going to.”

Jane twitched and moaned as she had an orgasm. Juan kept on fucking her. He came only seconds later deep in Jane’s pussy.

Juan removed his spent cock from my wife and collapsed on the bed next to her. Jane lay there face down, her well-fucked pussy dripping with Juan’s cum was sticking up in the air. Every one was satisfied except me. I pushed my hard cock into Jane’s sloppy cunt. It was hot and slick. I fucked her slowly until I felt her recovering from the orgasm that Juan had given her and building toward another. From my years of fucking Jane’s incredible pussy, I knew just how to push her buttons. In a short time, I had her teetering on the edge of another orgasm. I brought to the brink and then sent her over the cliff. My wife came for the second time in matter of 15 minutes.

I had taken care of Jane but I held back so I could have another go at Juan’s tight ass. I had Jane and Juan switch places. My wife laid on her back idling finger her sticky pussy. Next to her Juan was on his hands and knees with his dark tight ass facing me. My cock was already slick with his cum and Jane’s juices. I easily entered his asshole. Juan groaned with the pleasure and pain on my entry. He cursed in Spanish. I love fucking my wife’s pussy but his asshole was heaven. I grabbed his hips and pushed my cock all the way into his hole. Jane’s pussy play became more active as I fucked Juan’s asshole.

Sperm Loving 4some

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“What the heck is wrong with you, Adam?” I laughed. “You seem way out of joint. You miss your wife or something?”

Like each summer for the past five, our wives and kids (his three daughters, my two) had already departed for Montana. Like each summer for the past five, we both had started getting a bit cranky without some occasional sex to keep us calmed down. It was a standing joke/excuse for both of us to get a little testy.

“Come on, pal, you can talk to me. We have been through a lot together over the last several years. I know the aggravation you endured over that tenure business and we spent endless hours on that business venture. Come on, what’s eating you?”

Adam was now a tenured engineering professor at RIT, while I had a teaching position in computer science at Geneva College. We had collaborated on a couple of projects together in the local industrial community, one of which resulted in a shared patent that had made life a whole lot easier for both of us financially. We belonged to the same country club for golf, played basketball during the winter together and slow pitch softball in the summer.

“Hey, buddy, this is your best friend Mike talking here. I even told you about the incident with that lacrosse player.” Adam smiled just a little as he remembered my genuine shock when the lacrosse jock came on to me during a private tutoring session.

The jock stud had come up behind me and slipped his hand in the crack of my ass starting up high near my back and pushing against the seam of my jeans deep into my crotch. The jock had told me in no uncertain terms that I was hot, that he wanted to suck my cock for me, and was I interested?

Since we were at home in my private computer lab, I told the jock that if I was going to let him suck my cock, it had better be good. He just smiled as he leaned into me and kissed my neck as he unbuckled my jeans and then went down on my cock. He did not disappoint. It was in fact the best blow job I had ever gotten, including a full deep throat treatment. Adam was a little stunned when I told him about that but he just ended up laughing about it.

“You know that you are as close to me as a brother. We’ve shared just about everything two guys can share.” Honestly, Adam had become the brother to me that my older brother, the world’s number one self-absorbed prick, could never be. We shared all those things that most guys just cannot share with their wives, like the passion for sports, the singular joy of a dad in his love and pride over his daughters, the frustration of a wife’s sexual passion gone stone cold, the sense of a team accomplishment in a joint product development that actually benefited people and even the necessary hug when no one else understood the isolation that many men face.

“Look, Adam, I am not going to beg you. Come on, man, what’s eating you? You’re a guy and I’m a guy and there’s nothing you can’t share with me. What is it?”

Adam looked at me with a look I had never seen before from him and I was having trouble processing it. What the heck was going on? Was he seriously ill? Was he having marital problems? What was wrong? “I am struggling with something, my friend, really struggling…”

Adam pushed away from the table and walked to the stairs leading down to his family room. For a mechanical engineer, he had a lot of emotion and it was not at all uncommon for him to turn away to hide his emotions. He disappeared down the short flight of stairs to a lower section of his large home where his family room was.

I followed him down the stairs and approached him as he stood in front of the couch. It took my eyes a moment to adjust to the darker room and I actually walked right into him. I put my hand on his shoulder and turned him back toward me.

“Hey, buddy, come one, what’s wrong?” My desire to know what was bugging my friend and my brother was genuine and sincere. I really did care what was wrong, and Adam sensed it.

He looked me straight in the eye, and this time I recognized that look. It took my breath away as I realized what was really going on in his mind and heart. “You need to know something, Mike. I am going to tell it to you straight. I want your honest response.”

My heart was hammering in my chest and the pounding of the blood in my ears made me speak louder than I needed. “I’m listening, buddy” I replied as I leaned toward him.

“I don’t know how you are going to take this but here it is…”

“Say on, Adam, you can trust me.” My heard pounded and my voice must have sounded squeaky as I tried to keep my own emotions in check.

“There is just something about you, Mike. I don’t know how else to say this so here it is: You turn me sexually, and I want you.”

Once I recognized that look just moments ago, I knew what was in store. The analytical part of my brain began processing all of the complications of his statements. I slammed the door on the complications and just said, “Wow, no shit?”

“Yeah, Mike, no shit. Ever since you told me about that jock, I began to look at you in a different light. We have shared everything together and have had lots of great times together. I have just wanted to be closer to you and I couldn’t quite figure out what I wanted until you told me about the lacrosse jock. I wasn’t jealous or anything but I knew I wanted to take the next step. So there you have it.”

“Before you say anything else, I want to make something clear right from the get go: I am a man. I won’t be anybody’s bitch. I want to be equal partners but I want to be a man about it. No whining, no sissy bullshit, nothing like that. I want you. I want to service you like a man and I want to be serviced like a man. What do you think?”

“No shit! Are you pulling my chain or is this on the up and up?” I had to say something to cover my amazement at his words and my sudden and unexpected physical attraction to him.

Adam looked at me with that look of what I now recognized as unbridled passion, reached up with his hands, pulled my face to him and kissed me hard on the lips like a man. My physical heart abandoned all pretense at a regular beat and my cock was jolted to life in an instant of electric passion. I pulled back, stunned. “Wow!” was all I could say.

A sly smile began to show on Adam’s face. “There is a whole lot more on your face than shock, Mike…you have this…certain look in your eyes.”

That was all I needed as I stepped to him. He looked deeply into my eyes with hunger that apparently matched my own, and I reached over to him, and drew his neck to my lips and began to bite his ear lobe and stick my tongue in his ear. He just leaned his head back and pulled me strongly into his body. Our cocks met through the denim of our jeans and my cock pulsed precum into my jockeys.

In our many frank discussions, we had discovered that similar actions turned us both on, one of which was great sensitivity in the neck area. Adam and I are both a few inches over six feet tall and both about 195. We were well matched in golf and basketball. Now as we began sweating together in the privacy of his family room, I knew that we would be a good match physically for what was before us.

Adam pulled me tighter and began to grind his substantial cock against me. I guess you could say it was a real battle to see who could grind the hardest and kiss the hardest. Adam pulled back just long enough to look me directly in the eye again and then pulled my face back to him and plunged his tongue into my mouth.

This was completely new to me with a man, as almost all this was, and for the very first time I felt the scraping of his day old beard against my own stubbly growth. It was actually kind of painful but highly erotic at the same time. After our tongues dueled for minute or so, we broke for air and stepped apart.

I studied Adam’s face as he studied mine. “This does not appear to be as much of a surprise to you as I thought it would be,” he said. “I was hot for you since you told me about that lacrosse player and I wondered what it would be like with another man. No, not another man, you, Mike.”

“Actually, it is a surprise. A shock, actually,” I replied. “I readily admit that I enjoyed the blow job from jock-boy but I never imagined I’d ever have this kind of passion with you. Let me be clear about something, too. If anybody else but you had come on to me like this, I would have decked the fucker in a hearbeat. But I cared about you first as a person. We have shared so much together. You have earned the right to do this. I really do care about you and you know that.”

“I believe that is what makes this so hot. You are more than just a body to me, Mike.” Adam stepped back toward me. “I am going to do something now that I could never do to anybody else and that I have wanted to do for a long time.” Before I could process this bit of information, Adam reached for the neck of my t-shirt and ripped it straight down the middle, then leaned in and began to kiss my chest, making his way to my left nipple, where he sucked and chewed on this most sensitive non-groin region of my body.

This brought my sexual desire and awareness to a whole new level and my cock was shrieking to be free of the constraints of my jockeys and jeans. I moaned as Adam sucked on my left nipple and then moved over to the right one. I reached down to begin unbuckling his pants. I knew that his manhood must be straining for freedom as well.

Adam stood up and allowed me access to his belt buckle and jeans snap, at the same time reaching for mine. In moments our cocks sprung free together and we stepped out of our jeans.

I reached over and tore Adam’s polo shirt in half to match my own t-shirt. As I moved in to suck on his nipples, our cocks collided and I felt a new surge of electricity pulse through my stiff rod. We both gasped at the same moment and I felt more precum ooze out of the tip of my cock.

I pulled Adam close and we speared one another’s belly with our stiff cocks. Adam pulled me toward him, grasping my ass in both of his hands as I began to suck his nipples, licking and biting and sucking them hard.

My passion grew and I began to move my hands all over Adam’s body. By this time I had lost all sense of propriety and restraint. My cock began to ache with the need for release. “Hey, buddy, I have not cum in over a week and my cock feels like it is trying to hold back a damn from bursting and I don’t know how long I can hold it back.”

Adam stepped back and took my face in his hands. “Remember what I said before, Mike. I want you to feed me your cock like a man, just as I intend to do to you. I am going to do my best to give you a good blow job. Talk to me while I am sucking you off, tell me what you want. And though I have never done it before, and though I will try not to gag, I intend to suck every drop of your cum into my mouth. Treat me like a man.” With that Adam dropped to his knees and began to stroke my cock. I am uncut, over seven inches long, and very thick. I have a large hand myself and I cannot get my hand all the way around my cock. It is as big around as a soda can.

My balls are also quite large and even when my cock is limp, my groin always presents a noticeable bulge, even in Dockers. Also, my body manufactures enough precum for two guys, so when Adam began to slowly pump my cock, my foreskin slid easily back and forth over my cock head.

Adam leaned forward and put his lips on my cock. I nearly shot my wad as I looked down to see my best friend in the world taking my cock in his mouth. I shuddered as his warm mouth engulfed my throbbing cock. True to his word, Adam took as much of my cock in his mouth as he could.

He wrapped his hands around the base of my cock and began to move his mouth and tongue over my slippery head. “Oh, Adam, does that ever feel good…mmmmmmm…suck me hard. I need more than just your tongue, I need suction, buddy, mmmmmm…..” Without skipping a beat, Adam created a vacuum over the end of my cock, causing my cock head to expand even further. I dug my fingers into Adam’s scalp and pulled his head further onto my cock. He released his hands from my shaft and began massaging my large and heavy balls.

He gagged a little and I pulled back some. His moaning told me to give it another try and I pulled him onto my cock again. This time he got about half of me in his mouth so I pulled all the way out and then pulled him back onto me again and again. Each succeeding time he took more of my cock until I felt his long, straight nose pushing into my pubes.

He was used to the girth of my cock now and I locked my arms to my side, holding his head steady as I began to pump my cock into him. Adam whimpered with passion as thrust after thrust brought me to the brink of explosion.

I leaned back, instructing Adam to hold my ass tight with his hands. I leaned further back, placing my hands over his on my ass. Adam faithfully kept pumping his mouth up and down on my cock and I felt that familiar tingle as the lava hot flame of orgasm began at my ankles and shot up the insides of my legs and into my balls. “Suck hard but stop pumping, pal. Here it comes…” I like to maximize the blast of cum and accomplish that by tensing all of the muscles in my body while arching my back. I screamed a guttural scream as my cum exploded into Adam’s mouth. The vacuum he created on my cock head served to pull more and more cum from my tight scrotum and I shot load after load into Adam’s waiting mouth.

Adam had a hard time to keep from gagging while trying to swallow all the jizz I was shooting into his mouth. “Save some for me, buddy,” I panted. “I want to taste my cum in your mouth.” I finally quit cumming and my cock softened as I pulled Adam to his feet.

I immediately locked my mouth on his and he swirled a large gob of cum onto my tongue and we slopped it back and forth for a minute before I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed it.

I pulled away from Adam, locked onto his eyes and said, “WOW!! Now, it’s YOUR turn. Same as you, I want to please you the way you want to be pleased. Talk to me and let me know what to do. Feel free to fuck my face or whatever you want to do. My objective is to give you the same pounding orgasm you just gave me. Man, this is exciting!” I reached down and squeezed the last drops of my cum onto his cock and swirled it around with my cock.

I smiled as I dropped to my knees, coming face to face with Adam’s throbbing and dripping cock. We had seen each other plenty in various locker rooms and changing rooms and I knew he must be huge when hard because he was pretty thick and long just hanging there.

Adam, too, was uncut. He was not as thick as me but it took most of my hand to get around his cock. My seven inches was meager compared to Adam, though. His cock was easily twelve inches long (We measured it later and found it was actually almost thirteen!). I had never sucked a cock before, though I was tempted to with the lacrosse jock.

I pulled back Adam’s foreskin and ran my tongue around his cock head. I flicked my tongue on the underside of his head where the skin comes together and his cock jumped with each flick. I put my lips together on the end of his cock and slowly opened my mouth to begin taking him in. I heard Adam’s breath break into short gasps as I licked and sucked his rigid cock.

“Fuck, is this ever fucking hot, Mike. Wow! My best friend is sucking my cock. Man, you turn me, Mike. Oh, suck me, please. Suck me!” Adam pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. I locked onto his shaft with my lips when I felt like I was about to gag and Mike held back. He kept talking to me, telling me what a good job I was doing. Frankly, at first I wasn’t sure I could do for him what he did for me but after my first taste of his cock, I was real eager to please him and I just kept wanting more and more.

I released my lip lock on his shaft, and Adam pulled back, and then plunged in again and again. Like he did for me, I was able to take more and more of his cock into my mouth and down into my throat. After several more strokes, I felt his pubes brush against my nose and I knew I was close to deep throating him. How in the world was that happening, I wondered. My gag reflex kept wanting to engage but I was able to control it and Adam kept feeding me his cock. I could feel it swelling and I knew Adam must be getting closer to the edge.

“Mike, buddy,” Adam panted, “here’s what I want you to do. Pull my foreskin all the way back and hold it all the way back with your fingers in my shaft. That’s it, buddy. Now I am going to fuck your face. I don’t need a lot of suction the way you like it but just enough to create some friction for my cock. I will let you know when you have it right.” I did as instructed and knew that I was pleasing my best friend. “Oh, that’s good, just right. Now get ready, Mike. You are in for a ride like you’ve never had.”

Adam proceeded to pound his cock deep into my mouth and throat. He got into a rhythm and held my head in his hands as he rocked in and out. “Oh, Mike, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be circumsized. What you are doing for me is giving me a good taste of it. I love the feel of your lips on the rim and ridge of my cock when I pull back out again. Ohhhhh, Mike, mmmmmmmm…..” I took note of this and made a point to curl my lips around the rim of his cock head on the outstroke. This brought Adam to a wild stallion slamming and fucking of my face. “Oh, Mike, here it fucking comes, oh, shit, oh fuck, oh, oh, oh…..” Adam yelled as his ball sack tightened and he pumped load after load down my throat. He just kept pumping and fucking my face and cumming down my throat. How could anybody produce this much cum all at once?

“I want to taste my cum in your mouth, Mike. Save some for me, oh, mmmmm, oh, shit, here it comes again!!!!” With that Adam spewed a whole new string of jizz into my mouth. I started gagging at the volume, so Adam pulled out of my mouth and began stroking his cock and shooting cum all over my face and hair and lips.

I had unintentionally swallowed what was in my mouth so I took his cock into my mouth once again and he shot several more big loads before his cock began to soften. I sucked hard and drew the last bit of cum from his cock.

I stood on wobbly legs and pulled Adam’s face to mine and fed his jizz back to him with a deep kiss. He took all of it, swirled it around his mouth and then swallowed it. He then proceeded to lick my face clean of his cum and the sensuousness of that got me hard again.

Looking down at my cock, Adam smiled and said, “Let’s take a break and process what just took place here.” Nodding in agreement, we flopped down on the couch together. Our hands, which we had used to shake in greeting and for gentlemen’s agreements on the golf course, met and we just held hands in a mutual desire to maintain the new connection we had just established. What had just transpired was physically exhilarating and exhausting at the same time. Where would this new aspect of our friendship lead? What would happen next?

Twink Sauna Fucking

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Smiling he turned and walked out the door then left down the dark corridor. He turned his head slightly over his shoulders to ensure that I was following him. I was but my mind was a thousand miles away and my eyes darting from side to side to see if anyone was watching me following this, soon to be sexual partner down the corridor to our den of sin or where ever else he was taking me. I had no idea! I just followed like a lost pup.

As I followed him down the dark narrow passage a door on my right swung open lighting up the corridor from the glowing TV screen. I looked in to see two guys who must just finished doing their business. With just a quick glance I was able to observe that it was the two that were jerking off in the sauna earlier.

Hell! I don’t even know this guy’s name, what the heck he didn’t know mine either. He was standing waiting for me at the entrance to a smaller room but better lit then the one we had just come from. There was a small TV hanging from a bracket on the wall and from what I could see it was the same porn video that was playing on the big screen. There was a black vinyl mat laid out in the middle of the floor, a silver bowl on the right of the mat and a box of tissues on the left. On the wall to the right was a hand basin a plastic container full of condoms and two liquid dispensers. The first dispenser had a small sign reading “soap” and the other “Lube gel”.

My nameless friend stepped in and gestured for me to follow. I followed willingly but with a tinge of apprehension. He closed the door behind me and latched it closed. This is it! I thought. I’m in a locked room with a strange man who’s name I don’t even know, in a place I thought was just a club for men of my sexual preference to get together for a spa and sauna. There’s no turning back now….

I stood in the middle of the room glancing at his half naked body, the only sound was of a man asking to be fucked in the ass. Was that the TV or someone in the next room? It all sounded so far away. The only other sound was of my heart pounding a hundred miles an hour through my chest. He walked towards me and placed a hand on my chest, the hairs on my arms stood on end from his gentle touch. His other hand went to the towel around his waist tugging it away and letting it fall to reveal a very rigid thick cock. It was about 5′ long and cut with a golden nicely trimmed bush above the base. He must trim and shave like I do I thought.

I followed suit and tugged at my towel, letting fall to the floor. His eyes diverted from mine and glanced at my rock hard cock that was eagerly waiting to be sucked. The wait wasn’t very long at all. He stepped closer and I could feel his breath on my face and our cocks touched for the first time. His hand slid down my chest to my belly then to my cock. I followed his every move. Sliding my shaking hand to his waiting cock, I felt it twitch as I touched the smooth round head. As I gently squeezed it I could feel his precum dribble out of cock hole and trickle down into my hand. I began to message it over the head as his hand began to move up and down the shaft of my own rigid cock that had also dripped with precum.

We stood in the center of the room, eyes closed and our hands around each other’s cocks as if two lovers dancing to slow music. I let out a sigh as he took my left nipple into his hot mouth and sucked on it. He would first suck then open his mouth to flick his wet tongue over my now hardened nipple, he would then kiss it with his soft lips before changing to my right nipple to give it the same treatment. As he moved his face across my chest I could feel the rough stubbles from his two day growth.

He repeated the same hot action on my right nipple as he had done on the left. By this time I was hot and horny as hell, all I wanted to do right then was to take his hard cock in my mouth and suck it for it was worth. But my new found friend was in control, he kissed my chest, my neck then our lips met for the first time. We kissed with our mouths closed for a few seconds, then I felt his tongue trying to slip between my lips. With reluctance I opened my lips slightly and his tongue entered my mouth.

Our lips parted and he began to kiss my neck once again, moving down to my chest then my nipples. He slowly bent down and positioned himself on one knee then both. He Knelt before me and looked me in the eye as he stroked my cock that was ready to explode any minute. My body tensed as he licked the engorged head of my cock before he wrapped his wet lips around it causing me to go weak at the knees. He sucked on the head then took half of my cock into his mouth. I was trying so hard not to cum as my cock slid in deeper and deeper. My entire length was now in his hot moist mouth, he tightened his cheeks around the shaft and slid his lips up and down the length. The feeling was incredible, this guy knew how to suck cock, I hope I can pleasure him as well as his pleasuring me I thought.

His other hand went to my balls and he massaged one then the other. He held them in his hand, weighing them then rubbing them gently. He slipped my cock from his mouth and circled the head with his tongue then licked the length of the shaft before taking it in his mouth once again. His pace quickened as I held his head in my hand. I moved my hips back and forth fucking his mouth as we both let out a grunt with every thrust. I wanted him in my mouth now, I had to have him. I held him by the shoulders and stood him up, my cock sprung from his mouth and hit my belly with a thud. My heart was beating hard as I kissed his lips and his neck, I worked my way down to his nipples and copied everything he had done to me earlier. I knelt in front of him, held his cock in my right hand and licked the head as my other hand gently cupped and massaged his dangling balls.

I wanted to show this man that I could suck cock just as good or even better then he can. I held his cock between my fingers as I encircled the head with my tongue. I licked all around it along the shaft then back up to lick the precum that had formed at the end of the little hole. It was warm and sweet tasting. I held his cock close to his belly as I licked the length of the shaft starting from the tip of the head all along the shaft and down to his balls. I licked one then the other. He let out a deep sigh to signify his enjoyment he was getting from my tongue working over time on his cock and balls. I worked my tongue up the shaft and engulfed the head with my mouth. I sucked on it as I massaged his balls with my free hand.

I looked up too see him pinching his own nipples. He pulled on them as I took his cock deeper into my mouth. I could feel the end of his hard cock hitting the back of my throat as he began to move his hip back and forth. I relaxed my throat muscles to allow more of his length into my wet mouth letting out a deep moan with every thrust. He held my head in his hands and slid his saliva covered cock out of my mouth. I had to stop or else I would have cum down your throat he said as he knelt in front of me. Would that have been a bad thing I though.

He asked me to lie on my back. I lay down on the vinyl mat, it was a little cold and sent a chill up my back but I soon forgot the cold as I felt his hand wrap around my cock once more. I let my head fall back onto the mat closing my eyes as I felt my body begin to relax. His muscular hand began to roam over my body as he slid the other one up and down the length of my cock. I suddenly felt his lips around the swollen head then his mouth sliding down the length. I let out a long sigh as he engulfed the length of my rigid cock then slowly sucked back the end then slowly back down. He did this a few time while I tried very hard not to cum.

We sucked each others cock in turn, changing positions from a 69 to him on his back then me on my back again. It felt like we had been at it for hours but it had only been 30 minutes or so. With all the sucking, licking and the smell of sex in the air I knew I was ready to cum, I wanted to watch him cum. Before I could speak he asked me if I wanted to fuck. At this point time stood still. I was dumb founded, I couldn’t utter a word. I looked at him, I felt like a virgin who was about to be deflowered for the first time. Could I go through with this?

I’ve never done anal before I said. Looking down I realized we were still holding each other’s cocks. No problem he said, if your not ready that’s fine. It’s not that I’m not ready, it’s just that I’m not sure what to do first I answered. With that he stood up and walked to the basin, grabbed the lube and two condoms and sat back down. By this time I was so hot I would have done anything this man asked of me. Without a word he ripped open one of the condom packets handing me the condom then opened the other. He leant forward taking hold of my cock. He held it with his fingers as he carefully slid the condom over the head then rolling in down the length.

He asked me to sit and spread my legs wide, I did as I was told. He then to spread his legs over mine and inched his body closer to mine, We were now face to face and our cocks only inches apart. He handed me his condom and asked me to put it on for him. Holding his cock I slid it over the head then rolled it along the length of his rigid cock as he had done to me. As I slid my hand up and down the shaft to ensure it was on correctly, he reached over to get the lube sitting at the end of his feet. I leant back and used my elbows for support as I watch him with anticipation. He held the base of my cock and squeezed a length of gel along the shaft and the head. My heart began to beat rapidly as he held the base of the condom and rubbed the gel all over my cock with the other. The feeling of his hand massaging the cold gel over the condom was sending me over the top, I knew if I didn’t stop him now I would explode prematurely. He must have sensed it also because he stopped his handy work and smiled up at me before handing me the lube.

I did the same in return, only I made sure I teased him as I massaged the gel over his cock. I squeezed the engorged head and slid my hand down the shaft using a little pressure. His body tensed as I slid my hand back up the shaft and softly squeezed the head. A few drops of pecum seeped from the hole in to the end of the condom. He sat up and held my hand taking it away from his cock, it sprung back hitting his belly with a soft thud.

Without uttering a word he removed his legs away from mine and knelt before me on all fours. I want you to fuck me now he said looking back over his left shoulder. He spread his thighs a little wider and arched his back exposing his dark hairy opening. With a trembling hand I reached down between his thick muscular thighs and cupped his dangling balls, massaging and weighing them. I held my own cock at the base contemplating my next move.

I moved closer towards him letting the tip of my cock rest at his waiting hole. He pushed back letting me know he was ready to be fucked, but was I ready? I spread his ass cheeks and held my cock just below the head guiding it into his opening. I held it in place and slowly moved my hips forward feeling the pressure as I pushed it in. I got the end of the head just passed the opening and held it there. He reached down between his legs and began rubbing his balls then he would stretch a little further to rub mine. I heard him moan as I pushed my cock further in. I spread his ass cheeks wider to get better access making the head disappear into his opening as he pushed back to meet my slow thrust. I held it there feeling the pressure around my cock head. I could feel my orgasm begin to build up in my balls. I held my breath and tightened the grip around the base of my cock hoping it would subside.

OOOOHHH FFFUCCKKK!! I’m going to cum I yelled. I couldn’t hold back any longer, my body stiffened and I could feel the heat in my balls as my orgasm became more intense. I held onto his hips for support, as my cock head began to throb stretching his opening with every pulse. I closed my eyes and pushed forward as my spoof traveled from my balls along the shaft and erupted like a volcano. My body shook in spasms as my cum gushed out spurt after spurt like never before. I let my cock slip out leaving the end of the cum filled condom still inside, I held onto the condom around the base of my still throbbing cock and pulled back, making the end of the condom slip out of his opening.

With a big grin he turned towards me passing a hand full of tissues. I sat there for a moment trying to catch my breath as I felt my heart beating through my chest in rapid pace. Taking the tissues from him I pulled off the cum filled condom and wiped my softening cock. I tossed the condom into the bin provided and took a deep breath as I watched him lying back on the vinyl mat. He had his cock in his hand and was jerking off. I crept towards him pushing his hand away and taking hold of his cock. It was hot and well lubed up from the gel. I began to move my hand up and down the length stoking it softly then adding a little pressure as I get to the head. I cupped his balls in my left hand and sped up the pace on my hand job.

My hand was now moving faster and faster along the shaft as I felt his cock begin to throb. His eyes were now closed and his breathing more rapid. His body stiffened and he let out a long sigh as his cum spurt forth. I kept up the pace as his cock throbbed in my hand filling the end of the condom with his seed. I slowed my rhythm on his softening cock as he lay there catching his breath. He looked up at me with a glazed look in his eyes and without a word grabbed his towel before standing and slowly sliding the cum filled condom off his half erect cock.

We cleaned ourselves up before saying our goodbyes. He unlocked the door and we walked out into the darkened corridor, not another word was said as we went our separate ways. I took a hot shower dressed and made my way to the front counter. I rang the bell to summon for John to come and let me out through the security door. Within a few seconds he was at the counter and greeted me with a big grin. How was your day? He asked, as he looked me up and down with a “I know what you’ve been doing look on his face. I’ve had a very interesting day thank you very much, I said while trying to look innocent. I’m glad you did and I hope you visit us again soon he replied. I handed him my locker key and pulled the door open as he pressed the button to unlatch the security door.

I walked out into the sunlight looking suspiciously at the surroundings before heading to my car. I drove home with the radio turned down low reminiscing about the events that had just taken place. I arrived home at around 2.00 I undress and jumped in the shower to ensure the smell of the sauna, steam room and sex had faded from my body. As the hot water soothed my body the image of me sucking another mans cock came flooding back and I had to work myself to another mind blowing orgasm.

Twink Ass Stuffed

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The first time I attempted to write this story, it was about a life changing experience for me. I felt I had to write it down, and even asked Matt, the other character in my story for permission. He didn’t mind, as long as I didn’t use his real name, which wasn’t a problem. I’m not using mine either. It feels even more personal now, I don’t even want him to know I am writing. It all started by meeting through a sex site on the net, which I concede is not the smartest move on my part.

It is six weeks since we first met. I’m not totally sure where we stand, this is my first relationship, if you can call it that. I have never been in love and this is more lust than anything else. Since the first intimate time I spent with Matt, we have had other sexual times, but generally just going to the movies and out to eat.

He usually invited me into his house after our weekly meeting to go to the theater, but the last time just got a quick kiss and a goodbye. This time after Superman, “It was fun”, and he went in the house, no kiss. We had been talking on instant messenger every day, so I just had to know what was going on.

Bradley: So you just want the friend part of friends with beneifts?

Matt: Why?

Bradley: Just wondering.

Matt: Well, friend is ok with me if that is what you want, I still want the benefits.

Bradley: Cool

Matt: My landlord is back living in the house and is in control of the A/C, it is too hot to play. You would never stand it. I think we would have to play at your house.

Bradley: Too bad there are no cheap hotels that charge by the hour around here LOL.

Matt: yeah

Bradley: How about I take you out for ice cream?

Matt: Sure

I drove him home the back way by my house. I slowed up, “This is where I live”, hoping he would say to stop, but nothing. I kept going and drove him home. We were meeting the next day to see Pirates, which we did and then out for lasagna. On the way home to his house, I said, “Well, I could turn down this street to your house, or I could keep going to mine.”

“Go to your house.”

I was totally shocked and not expecting it. He had told me the night before he was really nervous when I pulled up to my house. All I could think about was the dirty clothes I left on my floor of my room and the dirty towels in the bathroom, and that I probably didn’t have my best boxers on either. I was so sure he would go straight home.

Of course the other thing that was bugging me, Mom.

We walked in. I held him at the front door, and ran to my room, picking up an arm load of laundry and then to the bathroom for the towels.

“So you are Matt.”

“Yes , Hi.”

“Go on into my room Matt.”

I lead the way and he followed. It was really awkward, feeling like I was standing there in front of her naked or something.

Matt ended up feeling more at home than I did. It wasn’t long before he was naked, and I was feeling too embarrassed to join him. Ok, so I was the one who undid his belt and unzipped his shorts and pulled them off, but he pulled off his boxers. We had the music blasting, so I am sure Mom couldn’t hear us, but must have known what was going on. The kissing was as intense as always, our mouths sloppy with saliva. I went down on him, which I must admit is pretty fun for me. I started by sticking my tongue in his piss hole then licking the slit, and half sucking and kissing down his shaft. He shaves his balls so they are really smooth, and I love rolling them in my fingers while I blow him. I have started trimming for him. I was taking him down as far as I could, it was gagging me some, and he said I didn’t have to, but I really liked trying to see just how much of him I could handle. It wasn’t long before I had my pants off for him. He worked his oral magic as well and it was all too perfect really. We were in the middle of having great sex, then we heard my Mom. Matt rushed to put clothes on.

“Don’t . I didn’t hear anything did you?”

He laughed, “No, not a thing.”

“Let me go see what she wants.”

I put clothes on and headed for the living room.

“What did you say?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You did, we heard you.”

“Oh, well, just letting you know there are a couple hamburgers if you two would like them.”

I went back to my room.

“Are you hungry? There are hamburgers?

I crawled back in bed, but we started kissing and it was clear he was hungry for me more than the burgers. I was out of my pants in no time. He had arrived at my house at 4pm, and it was after 8pm now. That’s when I told him I wanted him to do anal.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

We had tried this the first time we met, but I was too tense. This time I had my legs pulled up and my hips on a pillow. He was looking me right in the eye and pushed in. I felt like I was gonna rip in two. The pain was awful.

“Stop, please, just stay still. Don’t move.”

He stopped, looking in my eyes, his arms either side of me holding his weight off of me. Then I felt him slip out.

“Try again.”

“I can’t. I’m not hard.”

He fell to the bed beside me and he held me. I felt like such a jerk. I got the burgers for us and we ate.

“It’s nine.”

I knew what that meant, he had to leave. He had to work the next day. I jumped off the bed and put my pants on. We went to leave through the front door of the living room.

“Come again, Matt.”

“Bye.”

The next day we talked on instant messenger.

Matt: I have tomorrow off.

Bradley: Cool. What did you have in mind? Any plans? I am broke.

Matt: Well, I could rent a DVD and we could watch it in your room on your computer.

Bradley: When would you like to do this? Tonight, tomorrow?

Matt: It is up to you.

Bradley: Well, If you came over tonight, you would not have to leave until tomorrow.

Matt: I was hoping you would say that.

Bradley: I will take a shower and pick you up at seven? Then we can go to the video store.

Matt: Sounds good

Bradley: See you

That was easy, now the hard part. I have not had a friend sleep over since I was 12. Then it was basically begging, getting shuffled between mom and dad. What did your mother say? What did your father say? Oh, please can Matt stay, we won’t get into trouble I promise. That wasn’t going to cut it this time. My dad is dead now, and finally I feel free to be myself.

I walked into the living room.

“Matt is spending the night.”

“SPENDING THE NIGHT!”

It was shrill and went through me like a knife. I was ready for a huge blow up, lecture, maybe sent to my room, even though I am an adult.

“Yes, spending the night. I am going to take a shower, then pick him up at seven.”

“Well, since you are going out, get me a couple things at the grocery store.”

That was it? It was like I announced I had a zit or something, like she went into shock mode. She went from being disgusted to acting like nothing was unusual at all.

So we went to the store. I offered for him to stay in the car while I went, but he came in with me. It felt odd, almost domestic. We were grocery shopping together. Then it felt more like sleep over used to, because we got chocolate donuts, and ice cream and frozen pizza, not on her list by the way. He got the DVD he wanted and we went to my house.

“Well, Matt, I never expected to see you here so soon.”

Of course she said it in a snide way, which was very embarrassing, but we ignored her. He helped me bring the groceries to the kitchen. I popped the pizzas in the oven, and we went to my room. Things were pretty normal, we watched the video and ate pizza and ice cream, totally clothed. Then we snuggled in together, I got undressed, he followed. We watched tv and started to kiss. The more we kissed the hotter it got until we were going down on each other. We got off on that and dozed somewhere along the line.

Around four in the morning we woke up. Our tongues were dancing our hands groping and I wanted to try anal again. The pillow thing seemed to work for us, giving him better access, since I am shorter than he is. It hurt again as he entered, but I stroked myself, which seemed to help. He didn’t stop and the faster he went, the better it felt. Soon his balls were slapping against me and I never wanted that feeling of him inside me to stop. He was holding the rungs on my head board, and it was slamming against my wall. For one fleeting moment I wondered if my Mom was hearing us. I would lean up and we would kiss as he pounded into me. I could feel him nearly pull all the way out and slam back inside of me.

“I’m gonna cum”, he whispered, and pulled out. We enjoyed the moment and just held each other. It seemed to make us both hungry, so I got the cold pizza from the fridge. We slept and around ten I got up and cooked us eggs, my Mom was gone by then. We watched another DVD and I lose track of time, but I ended up bottom again. We had talked earlier. He had given me slow, then fast, then slow hip action. I told him the faster he went the better it felt. I somehow had a new respect for rabbits.

“I have been here 24 hours. I don’t want to over stay my welcome.”

“Don’t worry, that could never happen.”

We started kissing again. I licked around his ear. The outer edge, then in the center, sticking my tongue in the hole. He loved when I did this, his breathing would increase, and he told me it made him lightheaded. I bit down his neck and sucked on his shoulder. I started to stroke his cock and could feel the pre-cum slip in my fingers. He rolled over on top of me as we kissed. I squeezed his ass with my hands. I could feel our pricks rub together.

“I want to try again.”

“Are you sure? Don’t do it just for me.”

“I want it. You want a different position? Or should I use the pillow? You want doggy?”

“Let’s use the pillow.”

I doubled it over and stuffed it under my hips, lifting my legs up. I guess I was more tense this time, as it was hurting some.

“Wait.”

I started to stroke myself, and then it was ok. He started slamming into me. His cock was slipping in and out and I was aware of every sense. I thought to myself, how could I have waited so long? My mouth was open and I panted with every thrust he made into me. His eyes were fixed on mine, with a determined look on his face. He went fast, like I requested.

“I’m gonna cum.”

He pulled out and almost that very second shot his cum up his belly and fell backwards on my legs, his head over my knee, looking back at me. I handed him some tissues, then took one and wiped is brow and lip, he was covered in sweat. He panted and smiled and I knew he was in a great place. He crawled up beside me on the bed. We kissed. I knew he had to go home and had work the next day.

Thursday was one of the best days of my life. We both agreed that we want more days like it. We plan on spending the night together again soon.

Deep oral pounds

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Being a military nurse, male made being stationed on a Marine Corps Base is one of the great combinations of life. Being into cocks and tight asses made it more like a starving man at a banquet.

On Monday morning, I reported for duty to find that I had to return home and pack a few things. Seems that I was being assigned to a field unit for 8 days and would be working with the Marine during one of their many training exercises. I supposed that it could have been worse. However, the idea of being bone tired for 8 consecutive days and not being able to shower didn’t bring my spirits up too much.

All went well during the first day and I can honestly say that all I was looking forward to was the opportunity to lay flat for 10 or 12 hours. Barring that, 4 would have helped me greatly. It was at that point of my day that we found out that we had one two-man tent left over and one officer and one enlisted man. Another tent coul be obtained but not till the next day of the day after. The usual assholes began squabbing about who was most junior and shoul have to sleep with the poor Grunt. Big fucking deal, we all smelled pretty bad at that stage of game. To stop the jockeying, I volunteered to share the tent with the enlisted man,if they let me sleep for a while. Surprising how fast the arguement ceased.

The Staff Sergent “I’ll get williams, Sir and he can show you where you will be bunking.” Meaning that he woul get him here fast before I changed my mind. I jumped when i realized that someone was talking to me and I focused in on the voice. It was housed in 6.2″, 175 pounds of green eyes and black hair and a body built by god. Williams was one of the hottest looking guys I had seen in a long time. He moved with an easy confidence, almost like a dancer, but with a more force in his stride. The accent in his voice had texas written all over it.

Williams said “if you’ll come with me Sir, I’ll show you where the tent is.” His smile could have melted rocks. It did mine, for sure! His friendliness was genuine and warm, but like that of a younger brother having to sleep with someone older and not quite knowing how to act.

I began unrolling the sleeping bag that the supply Sergent had issued me with the assurance that “it’s brand new, never touched by another human body. Just bring it back as close to the same condition as you can Sir.” When I unrolled it, I found out that though the outside was complete,the manufacturer had failed to line the inside and there was nothing but loose insulation from half-way down to the feet. Williams assured me that it wasn’t really a problem, “we can zip the two bags together and line the bottom with a poncho Sir.” I rapidly agreed and prepared for sleep. Generally in the field, I don’t wear underwears. I find it a bit too warm. I was startled to see that as he dropped his pants, neither did Williams. Why worry, this 24 year old guy had to be straight as the proverbial arrow. We climbed into the combination bag and made ourselves as comfortable as possible. The two rocks that insisted on boring my side went sailing away into the night, followed by curses as they landed. Now, it was time for sleep.

I was drifting off when suddenly I found myself awake but not really knowing why. Without moving, I realized that williams was apparently asleep and having adjusted his position, wound up with his hard, tight Marine ass wedged firmly in my crotch. His body was in complete contact with mine fron the feet up to his ass. His chest curved away, but what did touched was enough to warm me up. What the fuck, go to sleep and forget it.

Just as I began to doze off again, I came thoroughly awake. Williams had begun to rhythmically flex his ass cheeks against my cock and it was quickly raising to full attention. He apparently was very much awake, but thought I was sleeping and had decided to take adventage of the situation for some hot ass action. I lay still and managed to control my breathing so that it appeared that i was exhausted and sleeping for the night. It was incredible, his ass seemed to get hotter and get hotter as his asscrack slid back and forth over my cock. I wondered just how long he would keep this pretense up.

At that point, he began a slow rocking motion that caused my stiff, dripping cock to slid up and down the length of his asscrack. It was great, like a slow jack-off session.

As I was getting into having my dick slowly massaged to near explosion. My hot Marine reached back and pulled his ass cheeks apart. My cock slipped right into the crack and came to rest against his hot, moist, and very tight little hole. I almost shot right then, but controlled myself. Williams continued the rocking motion. Each time he rocked back towards me, my cock slid against his asshole. Every time it did, I wanted to ram that fucker into my balls.

After few minutes of this action, I realized that with each backwards rock, my cok slid a little more into his ass. When the head of my cock popped into his ass, Williams stopped moving. I’m not sure whether 8 thick inches was more than he was used to or if he was savouring the sensation of having his ass stopped up. I had reached the stage of the game where I could no longer remain still.

While Williams was catching his breath, I slowly reached over his side and wrapped my fingers around his very stiff, dripping, and uncut meat. It startled him and when he jumped, my har cock slid in upto the my pubic hair. Williams made a quick intake of breath and shruddered before he could control the noise and we lay still for a while to make sure that no one was paying any attention. Not more than six feet on all four sides were othe two-man tents, but not like ours.

I whispered in his ear “this is fucking driving me crazy man. It’s all I can do to keep from shooting my load in your tight ass right now.” Williams wiggled his ass and we both moaned. We had to be careful, this was too hot of a situation in more than one way. He began rocking slowly back and forth again. Letting my cock slid almost out of his hole and then slowly sucking it back in. At the same time, I jacked his cock. I ran my toungue over his ear and nibbled on the lobed, it made him jerk back spasmodically but with too much noise. I tried to control my urge to plunge my tingue into his ear.

“Turn over on your stomach.” I mumbled. He carefully turned over and I slid my legs in between his without letting my cock slip out of his clutching ass. Once in position, I began fucking one of the tightest and hottest Marine asses on the base. Williams bit into the side of his hand to keep from moaning out, and I bit into the side of his neck and shoulder to muffle the sounds of our fucking. Suddenly, he began to shudder and his asshole clutched my cock like a hand trying to rip it off. I started shooting and bit down on his shoulder to keep from yellin out loud. After a few minutes, we caught our breath and stopped shaking from our tremendous climax. I kissed his neck and ear and told him that I wanted more of this and real soon. Williams turned his head enough to kiss me and slid his probing tongue into my mouth and down my throat. We had to quit, the first time was luck, but more was pure sucide.

I slid off his back and over my side of the sleeping bag. William turned on his side and once more pushed his ass into my crotch. He reached back and grabbed my hand and lay it on his side. We fell asleep like that way, touching, but not obivious to anyone just walking by.

We wake just before dawn and reveille. Jumping into our cammie pants and boots. We walked to the water tank transport and got water to wash-up with and shave. Williams first name is Owen, and he said that he wanted to get togethr after exercise and see how noisy we could really get. Seems that Owen is a true screamer if I had known before, I would have shit my pants. Owen said that when I grabbed his cock and my dick slid up his ass, he didn’t know whether to “piss, go blind or wind his watch.” He wasn’t wearing a watch. “It scared me shitless, but it hurt just right, I had no intention of letting that piece of meat go away.” He smiled broadly as heglanced down at my crotch. We burst into laughter and turned in time to notice another Marine approching us from the directionbof the tents. Owen and I smiled at each other and began to shave.

The new guy was dirty blond, light brown eyes, about 5.7″ and 160 ponds of very well put together Southern California surfer turned into U.S. Marine. He said good morning as he approched and the lowered his voice, “if you wouldn’t mind Sir, I really would like to share my tent with you tonight. Besides, I almost lost my mind last night listening to you two. I had to jack-off in my shorts.” Owen and I looked at each other and burst into laughter again. Not only had we been caught with our hands in the cookie jar, the guy who caught us wanted some of the cookies.

I alternated tents for the next 6 days. When I got home I really needed the 3 days off they gave me. I spent it sleeping alone. It’s strange, that Staff Sergent never did manage to get that other tent, but then who’s complaining.

Smooth Twink 3some

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The reports of the week were winding down, and I looked around the table, only half conscious of what was being reported. The three older guys at the table would take care of all that for me. I was sizing up all of the young and beautiful people I’d stocked the board with. The power to do this was the joy of heading a robust family business; I could stock the board with the pick of the crop, and as long as I paid them top dollar, they’d all lay down for me. They’d stay with me through thick and thin—actually, thick and long in my case. Now who would it be this morning?

I had faced my seat at the boardroom table toward the big picture window looking out on the other big skyscrapers of Manhattan. This view gave me a sense of comfort and of power. I could feel the sense of power coursing through my veins now as I contemplated who it would be; hard and young and ambitious, cynical, and compliant. That seemed to suit me this morning.

“Chas,” I said, as everyone was rising from their seats and shuffling their papers at the end of the meeting. “Could you stay for a few minutes, please?” A command rather than a request, which he very well understood.

“Yes, of course, JR,” Chas responded. And the look he gave me of pleasure and anticipation made my cock stand at attention. I’d made the right choice.

I glanced around at the others I had been considering. Candice looked disappointed. Good. There was always this afternoon. Joe, however, looked relieved. I filed that in the back of my mind; maybe something really special for Joe when his next time came.

I walked around to the side of the table and pushed Chas’s chair back as I heard the solid click sound of the door being shut behind the last departing board member. Chas was standing there, facing the table. I came up close behind him, a young, solid, blond hunk. I could smell his after shave, a musky, inviting smell.

I brought my arms around him, under his arms, and started unbuttoning his shirt, leaving his tie in place. He brought one hand around to the small of my back and the other went to the back of my head and buried itself in my hair, a signal of acceptance and compliance.

I had my hands on his pecs now—a hard bodybuilder. His pecs jutted out and his nipples were already hard. I loved big, firm tits—on both a woman and a man. He had little rings pierced into the aureoles of his nipples, and I played with those briefly as I buried my mouth and nose in the side of his neck and enjoyed the musk of his body.

I stripped both him and myself of our shirts and threw them to the side. I pulled him close to me and enjoyed the feel of skin on skin as I returned to playing with his nipples and pecs and then slowly worked my way down his belly and to the bulge at his crotch. After tracing his rising cock there, I started working at his belt and the buttons and zipper of his pants. He arched his back to me and turned his head so that we could go into a long, lingering kiss.

He had his hands at my belt and zipper as I found his half-engorged cock and pulled it out and started stroking it. He was sighing and moaning for me now, knowing that I liked that.

He had my cock out. I heard him gasp and felt him tremble, as he discovered once again how thick and long I was. He fondled it lovingly with both of his hands, holding the shaft at the bottom with one hand and running the fingers of the other hand around on the cock helmet, moistening every part of the helmet with my precum.

He arched his back to me as his cock hardened under my stroking. We kissed again, tongues searching tongues, before I pushed him down onto his belly among the papers on the top of the boardroom table.

I pulled his pants down and off and then started stroking his big, firm butt cheeks and his heavily muscled thighs, working my way to playing with his balls and dick from the rear, which he let me know he was enjoying immensely. My fingers went to his butt crack and I stroked him there to his audible sighs. His arms are flung out from his body on the tabletop and his fists scrunched up sheets of paper in rhythm to my strokes, which became ever more penetrating at his asshole.

I positioned my hardened cock so that it lay up his butt crack and I stroked up and down there. I could tell I was sending chills of pleasure through his body. I took my cock in my hand and slapped it around his butt cheeks until he began revolving his hips, anxious for my entry. And then I teased him by moving my hips in and out, poking at his hole with the head of my dick, pushing against his hole with him trembling with the expectation that at any moment I was going to penetrate him and thrust deeply up his passage.

I reached into the pocket of my pants, which were still hugging my hips and buttocks, and fished out a tube of lubricant and a condom. I lubed up his ass real well and then opened the condom packet with my teeth and rolled the condom onto my throbbing nine-incher.

Pulling apart his butt checks with my hands, I moved the head of my cock to position at his hole. He shuddered when he felt the head of my cock at the door to his ass once more, knowing that this was going to be the moment of penetration. I took the cock in one of my hands and moved it around his hole, rimming him and seeking the best angle of entry. When I felt I had found it, I gently pushed the cock head into him. He grunted in pain and I heard the crackling of paper as he bunched up his fists ever tighter. But he didn’t tell me to stop. I pushed in farther, beyond the sphincter, and I could tell I was rubbing against his prostate because his body twitched and lurched and he let out a breathy groan. I held at that level, rocking back and forth gently, rubbing my cock head on his prostate, waiting for him to open fully to me, waiting for him to beg me to fuck him.

“Oh, God; Oh, God,” he was moaning softly to himself. But I felt his ass walls loosening, and I slid in a good six inches.

“Oh, oh, awwww,” he responded, and he arched his back up to me, raising his head to mine again, and we kissed. My hands went to those taunt ringed nipples and thrusting pecs again and dug in.

I stroked him at that depth for a few minutes. In, out. In, out; at first slowly and than a little faster, and finally pushing in those last two inches and a third that I’d gained since entering him until I could feel the skin of his butt cheeks being tickled by my pubic hair.

“Awwww, Shit! Awwww, Shit!” Chas screamed, as his chest fell hard on the table top and his fists beat against the crumpled stack of paper.

“Too much?” I asked in a voice of concern. “Should I pull out some?” I had no intention of pulling back on this marvelous fuck, of course. But then I knew that Chas was too much of an ambitious prick to show any sign of weakness or unwillingness.

“Hell, no, boss. Fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep. God, it feels so good. You’re so good. You’re the best.”

Just as I had thought, and so I did as he asked—with extra zest because of his vaunting ambition and my own undaunted cynicism. I fucked him hard and deep, with short, slow strokes, gradually moving to longer deeper strokes, pulling out to where my cock head rubbed across his prostate and then a deep thrust into the center of him. He was telling me how much he loved it and to ride him harder and harder. I grabbed his tie and pulled it around to the back and held his body arched half up toward me with those reins, as I slapped his butt cheeks with the other hand, riding his ass hard.

When my legs got tired, I pulled him back toward me and collapsed into his chair, my cock still buried nine inches in him.

“Now fuck yourself for a while,” I said, as I grabbed his torso to me with my hands buried in his pecs and my mouth buried in his neck. He grabbed the arms of his chair with his hands and used his strong leg muscles to fuck himself, both shallow and deep, on my shaft and to rotate his twitching ass around my cock. One of my hands traveled down his abs and into his curly blond pubic hair and grasped his cock and stroked hard.

At length, with a spasm and scream of pleasure, Chas’s arm and leg muscles gave out and he collapsed back on me in a fountain of his cum squirting up and onto the very carefully crafted monthly company report on the table in front of us. His mouth found mine, and he offered his thanks, feigned or not—I didn’t really care which—in the form of a bruising kiss.

With renewed strength, I lifted Chas and myself up out of the chair, turned him, laid him down on his back on the top of the table, and side-splitted him until I had cum myself in a scream of power and release. Even while I was spasming inside the luscious, compliant blond hunk, I was thinking of what I would be doing to the lithe, dark and hairy, but apparently not fully willing Joe after the next meeting of the board.