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Cumming At Doctor’s

webmaster — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 06:59:52 +0000

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My old college roommate, Ron and his wife Doreen were in town and staying at my house. I had been separated from my wife for almost three months now and I was glad for the company. As I told Ron, I could feel the pain return,

“I came home to a note saying she was moving in with a coworker and to forward her mail to her mother for the time being.”

I walked in the door Friday night to the smell of something wonderful cooking in the kitchen. As a thank you for my hospitality, Doreen had gone out of her way to make a home cooked meal for her husband and me. It was the first my oven had been turned on since Sue had moved out and I told Doreen how much it meant to me. We had cocktails before we ate then wine with dinner and by the time we had an after dinner brandy Doreen was snockered. As Ron and I cleaned up the kitchen, she wobbled in and said she had to go to bed. Ron helped her to bed as I finished up and when he returned he told me she was passed out for then night. I had the TV on to the Laker game, it was another Laker rout, and by half time, it wasn’t worth watching. I asked him if there was anything he wanted to see and he said,

“I bought some pornos downtown today, you want to watch those?”

When I said, sure he went and got them, he told me he bought them with the idea of turning his wife on so there was a lot of cock in them. He wasn’t kidding, as they were full of big built men with giant cocks who kept drilling women in every scene.

“Jeeze Ron, you’re making me feel underequipped here with all these hunks.”

“What do you mean you, if I remember you’re packing more than me. Come on whip it out let me see.”

I turned to tell him to go first but I saw he already had his cock out and was stroking it.

There were more than a few times that he and I had experimented with each other back in school and I remembered them with pleasure. He stood and came over to me, standing with his hard-on just inches from my face. I slid off the couch to my knees right in front of him and took him in my hand. I just kissed the tip then I licked the drop of precum off, I looked up to see if he was all right. The look of passion on his face told me he felt the same as I so I swallowed him to his pubes. I felt so naughty as I feasted on his cock, I just couldn’t get enough, and my wet slobbers ran out of my lips and on to his balls. I realized this was what I had been missing from my life. I held his balls and when I felt them tighten, I knew he was ready to cum so I backed off a little so he would cum in my mouth and not down my throat.

I came in my pants as the first shot splashed on my tongue yet I held his issue in my mouth and waited for more. He then grabbed my head as he shoved his cock down my throat for his next blast. I massaged him with my tongue urging more of his cum and he didn’t disappoint. Finally, with his balls empty and his dick limp I swallowed his load then let him slide from my lips. I licked him clean and ended with a kiss.

“Ronnie I haven’t done anything like that since we were in college. God that was good, you know I’ve missed you and I doing that.”

“Me either Tim, I swear I haven cum that hard since the last time you sucked me off. Were you as turned on as I was?”

I stood up, pulled down my pants to show him my cum filled underwear. I told him I hadn’t had any sex since Sue left me and that I had been very horny but to cum without being touched had to mean it was exciting.

We went back to watching the vid and after a while, I was again firm. Ron said he wanted to do me and as I watched him pull my jeans down and put me in his mouth, it just didn’t feel right. I think he felt uncomfortable and thereby so did I. After a couple of minutes, I patted his head and told him to stop. He knew it was his fault and apologized for it but I just shook my head to stop him. We changed positions and once again on my knees in front of his crotch all seemed right with the world. I freed him from his pants and lovingly licked his balls before putting him in my mouth. This was heaven, this was how the world should be, me on my knees with a dick in my lips. I caressed his ass as I pushed him down my throat. There was no urgency this time and I relaxed and sucked him for both our pleasures. This time when he came, I swallowed it at once and thought about my belly full of cum, it was delightful.

After, we went to bed and nothing was said about our evening for the rest of their visit. I couldn’t tell if he was embarrassed by our little adventure or that we couldn’t get enough alone time away from his wife to discuss it. When they left they talked about getting together again soon bit no dates were discussed.

As for me, I didn’t know what to think, I mean it was the most sexual pleasure I’d ever had. Did that mean I was gay, I couldn’t tell. I know there was no way I could let a man fuck me in the ass, no, that was not going to happen. I guess if I had to, I could do a man’s ass, but it was not something I desired. I had to admit to myself I really wanted to give another blow-job to someone but had no idea how to arrange it. I thought about Johnny at work he was the only gay guy I knew. I wondered if he would let me practice on him. For once I couldn’t wait to go to work on Monday.

Cute Twink Jerking

webmaster — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 10:59:52 +0000

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Rape victims are not always women.

This is the morning after I lost my anal virginity. It is not only women who get date raped. I know for a true fact that we men get fucked without our consent too.

Last night started in a normal way. Me coming home from work, having a cooked meal laid on by my Mum who bombarded me about her days doings. Just like she normally did every working day evening.

After the meal I got washed and changed to go out to meet a guy from work who promised to show the new boy the sights. I had been with the firm just under two weeks.

I liked Frank a lot, Frank by name frank by nature was his motto. Although I had seen several of the guys at work giving me queer looks when they knew I was going out with Frank.

We went to a pub and played darts for a while and just after ten, Frank invited me to finish the night at his place. Fine. It was okay with me. I could not see why not.

We were sitting drinking beer and getting stuck in to a dish full of crisps. When Frank started to tell me some horny jokes which gradually switched from heterosexual to gay jokes. All the time the drink was affecting me more and more.

The fact that Frank was making homosexual advances towards me started to get through my booze-fuddled mind. His hand lightly stroking my cock made me get up suddenly and lift my fists up and challenge him to three rounds of pugilistics. He laughed, pushed me back down on the settee and he unzipped my flies and I felt his hand inside my trousers and my cock being pulled out of my pants. He took it into his hot mouth and started to suck me off and I was unable to ward him off. Girls had sucked me off many times. It was no different. I wanted it and I didn’t. I was angry, or tried to be angry, I just did not have an ounce of energy to push him off me. It was like I was floating around just an inch from the ceiling. I had literally become a rag doll stuffed with sand. I was aware of him removing my clothes and the limbs of my body falling back down after being lifted for one reason or the other. It was sensual, I was thinking he was treating me as I treated women. His hands were all over me, even his mouth on my nipples when he bared them. I wanted to put my hand on to the back of his head and urge him on, but I was unable to lift my hand.

I lay back staring at him, watching him undress as if it was an everyday occurrence. When he took both my hands and pulled me to my feet I grinned at him and allowed him to support me all the way through to the flat’s bedroom. I saw the bed and I just wanted to lay down on it. I wanted this. When he sat his bare bum onto my chest and offered his long hard penis to my mouth. I baulked at that. No way I was sucking another guys cock! Then I was thinking maybe a little lick. What would the gism oozing from it taste like?

I heard him telling me that cock sucking was good for me. That if I wanted to keep my job it, would further my career in the company as a whole lot of other guys would want me to suck their cocks too. Once again I thought this is a nice guy, he’s constantly trying to help me. I opened my mouth and felt his cock enter. The taste was a bit salty and remember thinking that it was really the savoury taste I had been wishing for. It was nagging the back of my mind that I shouldn’t aught to be naked on this bed with another naked man. I should not be letting him treat me like I belonged to him. Although sucking his cock was a little bit nice. It was then it dawned on me that he was busy too. His hand was moving up and down on my cock which was as hard as his for some unknown reason. My hips were moving up and down at the same rhythm that he was pumping my cock. This didn’t feel too bad either. It was wrong, I knew that, but I didn’t want to do anything about it just yet, maybe a bit later. Then I thought if my Mum was in on this she would be annoyed at me. She even made me smoke my fags on the back doorstep!

I was aware of a sudden cold draught in the room and I opened my eyes to see two more naked men in the room. They were vaguely familiar. I was too befuddled to be sure. Not to worry it’s bound to come back to me later. Their cocks were hard and long like Franks and my own. Strangely I was relieved that we had company. Maybe they were going to have a fuck too! It was nice of them to make a party thing out of it. The bed creaked when they came onto it with Frank and I. More hands were on my body, gently caressing me. One was tracing a finger through my anal crack to my balls and back up again which made my bum cheeks contract. Four naked men together now. I felt a bit uneasy, why? I don’t know why. Perhaps the Government had decided to ban men wearing clothing. Not worth fussing about. It was then I felt it! The man’s finger inside my bum hole. Wow! Easy Mates! This wasn’t right. My ass is a bit private to me, no one else!. Frank was holding my head firmly and moving his hard cock in and out of my mouth as I felt some thing cold on my anal button and then pushing in to my asshole. That made me jump. I suddenly had the premonition that I should be afraid. The anal penetration was alien to the right and wrong in my life. Just a tiny wee part was saying it was right and a huge piece was saying, ‘Wait a cotton-picking minute! You are not on here!’ What was happening to me? I made an all out effort to get off the bed and away. I actually got to my feet but my legs were like jelly I crumpled to a heap onto the floor.

I must have passed out, when I came to, I was back on the bed on my hands and knees. A penis in my mouth and another painfully in my arsehole. It was the other two guys who were doing the dastardly deed to me. Frank was laying on the other side of the bed watching the new boy getting it in the rear. He was just laying there, smoking a cigarette. He was smiling at me as if he had seen the boss-man to get me a raise in pay.

My feelings in that hazy moment were again mixed. I was being fucked and I had no thought of aversion. Just the opposite, in fact. There was a warmth in my rectum. The penis inside me was stirring up new feelings inside me which were not dislikeable. I felt as if I wanted to move onto the guys cock, so I did! It was the second cock in my mouth after Franks. I was actually sucking it and tasting it and dare I say it? Even though it did pong a bit. Liking it? ‘Hey Mum! I was sucking a blokes cock today and guess what? I loved it!’ – ‘Was you, Dear? That would have been nice for you. Did you say thank-you to the nice Gentleman?’

Did every man who was broken in anally have these feelings? Is every man capable of being bi-sexual? Do we all like to fuck and be fucked? All the men who say that they abhor homosexuals, are they really latent homosexuals themselves? Surely not! Do homosexuals hate women because they hate themselves more? Do they realise it? – are they afraid of the truth? All these questions have got to be answered. Maybe a telly program should canvas guys in the streets and ask them, politely of course.

All I know is this, as I conclude this story, I realise that I do not know the answer. Like many men who are anally raped I did not think of involving the law. The stigma is far worse than the act. I usually go on the assumption that if you can’t sit down over a cup of tea with your Mum at the fireside and tell her all about it, then what you have done must be real bad. Now I am going to get punny, Mums the word…….

According to Frank – and as he is my boss – I have to pay him some heed – he says what I did, could only have bettered my standing, made me an asset to the company. What he don’t know is at the moment, it is a thought to sit down. From this instant of time I am going be careful and pick my company.

The word ASSET has taken on a totally new meaning to me now. I do know that according to Frank, I have an added ass-et to my C.V. What’s a C.V?

Jack

Two Twink Bois Fuck

webmaster — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 21:59:52 +0000

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This is my first story so I introduce myself, I am Sunil 29years age and have a boyfriend but this story is about the Doctor advising me to have an X – ray of my rectum.

So off Sunil went for this X – ray to a hospital nearby. This hospital is quite big and the X – ray room is very far from the main entrance and the reception. Sunil paid the charges and went towards the X – ray room with the slip. He meets the guy who is slim, fair, around 25 years, well built with deep brown sexy eyes. Sunil was shot as soon as their eyes met and there was a huge bulge developing in Sunil’s pant whenever this chap threw a quick glance on him. Sunil is led in the room and is asked to lie on the table. It seems the X – ray guy sensed Sunil’s predicament and he asks Sunil to lie on his side. Meanwhile this guy adjusts the X – ray machine and brings the focus on top of Sunil to the position his abdomen.

This guy then keeps his hand near the anus and adjusts the guiding light. This was enough to arouse Sunil and he wriggles to avoid being touched. The X – ray guy then pokes his finger to the lower tip of the spinal bone and says that this is the point of photo. He says that to have better result, Sunil must remove his pants. This is too much for Sunil and he start to argue against pulling down his pants. The x – ray guy tells him that his name is Aksh and that he is closing the door of the room, then there is no harm in Sunil removing his pants. Listening to his point, Sunil could not resist further and gets down the table to remove his pants. Aksh is standing and observing him from top to bottom as if any lamb is readying for sacrifice. Slowly Sunil unbuttons and unzip and slides the pant down. There is a huge bulge in his briefs, which he cannot hide from Aksh. Aksh also enjoys the sight and smiles getting turned on by the sight.

Aksh asks Sunil to lie down on his side and face the opposite side. He again pokes his finger through the briefs and slowly slide down towards the anus. This makes Sunil further exited and his shaft is fully swollen, crying for liberation.

Suddenly Aksh puts his other hand on Sunil’s crotch and squeezes it. It makes Sunil ashamed and he tries to cover his face with his hand. Aksh catches Sunil’s hand and guides it to his own shaft and turns him over to face his now outlined erect member over his cloth. Aksh unzips and pulls his cock and press it near the lips of Sunil. Sunil was waiting for this opportunity and grabs it and starts sucking it. He is an expert in sucking, as his boyfriend always prefers that Sunil suck him off. He started by rotating his tongue around the shaft of Aksh and slowly swallowing the headfirst and thereafter the whole length of the cock inside his mouth. Meanwhile Aksh removed Sunil’s vests and grabbed his member and started to stroke it. Aksh’s other hand working on the anal area. Aksh now was fully exited and wanted to release his cum and started fucking Sunil’s mouth but Sunil wanted him inside, but could not gather courage to say it. Sensing his intentions Aksh proposed to come inside Sunil’s ass.

He asked Sunil to stand beside the table with hands resting on it. Aksh then got behind Sunil and applied jelly to his anus lubricating and expanding the small aperture with first one finger and then two and then three. When Sunil’s ass was quite accommodating he pressed his cock slowly giving Sunil’s anus to adjust. Once the pain went away, Sunil asked Aksh to fuck him hard. Aksh then started pushing and pulling his entire cock out and then thrusting it back again. He fucked him fast and moaned with pleasure. Sunil was also moaning. Aksh grabbed Sunil’s cock and started stroking it very fast making Sunil feel like he was in heaven.

Sunil’s cock spurted his cum and he yelled Aksh to fuck him hard, listening this Aksh finally pushed his cock into Sunil’s ass hard and started coming inside. He spurted his full cum inside with several pulsating action and bend over Sunil. Aksh turned Sunil’s face towards him and kissed him deep.

It was time to separate. After cleaning themselves and wearing the clothes, Sunil asked Aksh to take the x – ray to which Aksh replied that you can tell the reception counter that machine is out of order and come back again after two days. Aksh told him that you will enjoy more next time. He scribbled something on the slip and Asked Sunil to come again at around 9.00 PM when the hospital is almost deserted so they will not have to hurry and there will be no disturbance.

I will be back with more stories later telling about what happened next time with Sunil.

Twink Offers Up Ass

webmaster — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 16:59:52 +0000

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John was sat at home with nothing to do, watching TV and drinking his fourth cup of coffee. He had took the week off work to spend some time with Harvey, but yet again Harvey had been called into work, because there was some paper work that needed to be done.

Harvey was the boss of his own company, and John was always pissed off with the fact that he never took time off. This had been his one free week and John and Harvey had planned to go somewhere out of the country for a change. Those plans had been damaged as soon as Harvey told him the news.

“Oh Harvey, not again.” John had complained that morning, whilst still in bed. He wanted to spend the day having sex and…well…having sex.

“Just today and tomorrow baby I promise.” Harvey had replied back, giving him a kiss before he got out of bed to get dressed.

That was earlier on, and it was now 1.30pm and John was stuck for something to do. ‘Maybe I could give him a ring’ he thought to himself. So he did. Harvey was pleased to hear from him and said he would be home soon, just that he had a bit more to do. John was still unhappy, so he thought he would go there and surprise him with a visit instead.

So, John jumped up, had a shower and got himself dressed. He couldn’t help but stroke himself to a climax thinking about what he wanted to do to Harvey as soon as he saw him. After John got himself ready, he jumped in his car and drove to Harvey’s office with a grin on his face and an erection in his pants, stopping on the way to get a bottle of wine.

John parked up in the staff parking area in front of the glass building. He smiled to himself as he thought of his boyfriend, the love of his life. Harvey Spencer was the man he had fallen for, the guy who he had known most of his life, well since he started high school. He blushed as he thought of the moment when they both decided to confess their feelings at the same time, and how they managed to keep it a secret for nearly 20 years of friendship. He was so glad he did open up, and now he couldn’t imagine his life without Harvey in it. He knew Harvey felt the same.

He also knew what Harvey was doing in his office. They had discussed him being a partner in the business a few years back, and now had come to a decision that they would be partners in every way possible, they just had to go through all the legalities and formalities before they could start renaming the business. That was something they hadn’t yet thought of, a name. John, being an interior designer, was glad to finally see it happening. They had often talked about setting up together, along with Harvey’s architectural business, and found that if people wanted one of their businesses, they could easily have access to the other.

John walked into the reception area of the building and said hello to all the staff members he saw on the way up. He went to the lift and pressed the button for the fourth floor. Walking out, he rounded the corner and caught sight of Harvey’s new secretary. He stood watching her for a few minutes. Harvey was forever employing new ones, often saying that they annoyed him with their flirting after a while. John laughed to himself when he remembered Harvey coming home saying he’d sacked another one for coming in to work wearing little to hide their breasts and bums, no matter how many times he told them he wasn’t interested. He thought about it again, and knew that this one was going to be the same. Sometimes they often became complete bitches when they found out he was gay and had a boyfriend.

Well you couldn’t blame them for trying, after all Harvey was perfect in everyway. With dark Italian looks and a gorgeous face, body, ass, to match, you really couldn’t blame them. He stood at 5ft 11 and was an Adonis. Well, John thought so, and half his co-workers. He didn’t let it bother him in the slightest. Harvey came home to John every night and they woke up together every morning. John felt he had been the lucky one to end up with someone like Harvey, and after two official years together, they were still going strong. John wasn’t ugly himself, at an even 6ft, blond hair, blue eyes, firmly built and a nice smooth tight chest, he had a few offers from men and women alike, but they were nothing compared to what Harvey meant to him. Harvey was John’s life.

So, he stood watching this new secretary and looked at her while she was speaking on the phone. She looked like a tart, with a short black mini skirt, black high heels and big breasts that were half way out of her top. She looked like she was more dressed up for a night on the pull, rather than work. He sighed. ‘Do they ever learn?’ He thought to himself. Whilst he was watching, he saw Harvey come out of his office behind her desk. John felt a stirring in his jeans as he looked at his muscle-bound love. His secretary immediately put the phone down and stood up to chat to Harvey. She was obviously flirting, touching him gently on the arm, flicking her long blonde hair over her shoulder and aiming her breasts towards his own chest trying to get some sort of reaction from him. John laughed again to himself, feeling his erection growing, knowing that Harvey just oozed sex to anyone, and could attract so much attention. Yet he was his, and this female tart hadn’t a clue he wasn’t interested.

He carried on watching until Harvey went back into his room, then he started walking to the secretary’s desk, who had picked up the phone again to start dialing. He thought he would have a bit of fun with her, like he always did with the new secretaries that he hadn’t been introduced to yet. She couldn’t see him from where he was stood, but he heard her quite clearly. She was talking on the phone to someone about Harvey, and how hot he was and how she would like to get him into bed. He heard her giggle, and then say something about him being wrapped around her little finger. ‘Yeah right. He won’t be wrapped around anything but me’ John thought. He was wondering about her taking personal phone calls, and he wasn’t sure whether Harvey had allowed that. But what he didn’t like was her talking about her boss to her friends. He was sure that Harvey wouldn’t approve of that and he wouldn’t when he would be in charge as well.

John walked in front of the desk and coughed out loud to let her know he was there. She said goodbye to whoever was on the phone down and looked up

“Hello, what can I do for you sir?” She asked with a smile.

“Well, I would like to see Mr. Harvey Spencer please.” John said in a casual manner.

“Do you have an appointment Mr…?”

“Thornley, Mr. Thornley. Sorry I don’t but it is important that I see him today.” John answered in a calm and confident manner.

She looked him up and down, noticing that John was in casual wear not looking professional at all.

“Well Mr. Thornley, can I ask what it is about? You see, I will need to go and ask him if he is available without appointment. He isn’t actually supposed to be due in this week. I think you may need to make an appointment with me to come in next week.”

“Well, I think if you ask him over the intercom that should be enough. I need to see him.” He told her.

“Well Sir, Mr Spencer is a very busy man and he doesn’t like to be disturbed.” She answered in a determined manner.

“Yes well, I really don’t think you have any right talking about Mr Spencer with your friends like that Miss. Anyway, I’m sure YOU would like to disturb him anytime you wish don’t you, Miss?” John smirked.

“It’s Miss Finch Sir and I really don’t know what you are talking about, but I would suggest you mind what you say in future.” Miss Finch commanded.

“Well I must say that I find it very unprofessional the way you go about your job. Tell me, how long have you worked here Miss Finch?”

“I don’t think that’s any of your business Mr. Thornley.” She answered

“Well, I heard your phone call, and the things you said about Mr Spencer, and don’t think I won’t remember that in future.” He paused and waited for an answer but she said nothing, so he carried on. “So I think you had better get Mr Willis on the phone now and ask him if he has time to see me, otherwise you won’t have a job to come back to.” He demanded.

Now she was busted. She pressed a button on the machine, and Harvey’s voice answered.

“What now?” Harvey asked. The paperwork was getting worse and he really wasn’t in the mood.

“Mr. Spencer, a Mr. Thornley is here and he wishes to see you right away, he says it’s important.” She answered.

John heard Harvey let out a small laugh and he could tell there was a smile behind it.

“Tell him to come in Jane, and I don’t want disturbing until he leaves do you here?” Harvey answered with a serious tone.

“Yes…yes Sir.” Jane answered a little scared.

She looked at John with pure evil and sighed. John looked back at her with a grin on his face and walked right passed her and opened the door to Harvey’s office, then slammed it shut behind him.

Harvey was sat at his desk, and looked a little stressed. He moved everything off onto the chair and John put the bottle of wine down in front of him when he smiled.

“Hey baby, what brings you here?” Harvey asked leaning forward to kiss John on the lips. John returned the kiss lovingly.

“Well I was bored sat at home, so I thought I would pay you a visit, and I am glad I did. You know that secretary has the hots for you, and I heard her making a personal phone call to her friend bragging about her new boss and how she was gonna fuck you by the end of the month.” John answered then laughed out loud and Harvey laughed with him.

“Well, you know she can try, but I got all I need right here.” Harvey said.

With that, he stood back up and walked over to John and pulled them tight together and they kissed. The kiss was hard and long, and felt with so much love and passion. Both men were hard almost straight away; their erections were straining to be set free from their pants. They moaned together, ripping each others clothes off with frenzy, aching to see one another naked, to feel each other. They kissed like they had not seen each other for weeks; tongues were dancing together in their mouths, hands were roaming, touching, grabbing.

It always turned them both on to do this in Harvey’s office, knowing that people were only outside his room and could hear everything if they were close by. A few times they did hear, and Harvey would get snide comments and knowing smiles whenever he was around. He just laughed it off and nobody bothered. It was all in good fun, and after all, it was Harvey’s company and most knew Harvey was gay and taken. He figured that if they didn’t like it, then they knew where to go.

A minute later, after undressing, Harvey and John stood in the middle of his office butt naked and rock hard and they looked each other up and down like it was the first time.

“Mmmmmm you look delicious, good enough to eat.” John said licking his lips.

“Come here then sugar and taste some of my cream.” Harvey replied smiling.

“Oh baby, you know anything you command, I will deliver.” John said as he dropped to his knees in front of his lover.

He looked at his meal, stroking and teasing it at first, while Harvey pushed it towards his mouth. He licked and sucked on his balls for a while and John moaned as he saw some pre cum come out of the tip. He moved his mouth up and stuck out his tongue and lapped it up, tasting every drop that flowed out of Harvey’s cock. Harvey moaned and pushed more, so John opened his mouth wide and took him in whole deep into his mouth, trying not to gag as he took all 9 inches down his throat at first try. Oh how he loved to suck this gorgeous piece of meat. He sucked like it was the last cock on earth, milking it from all its juice, rolling his tongue up and down and around the shaft. Harvey moaned more and more as he held John’s head, thrusting his hips forward, fucking John’s mouth harder and faster. John now moaned, vibrating Harvey’s cock, wanting his cum to shoot down his throat.

“Oh yeah John, suck it…that’s it suck my big cock. Milk my cum out my balls, yeahhh…FUCK you’re so good baby…suck it harder…faster…oohh baby I’m nearly there…OH SHIT.”

John loved it when he was vocal, it just turned him on more, and he was now fisting his own cock, nearly ready to cum himself. Feeling Harvey’s cock expand in his mouth, he heard John shout as he felt the rush of hot, salty fluid enter his throat

Just then, John shot his load on his own chest and hand. He carried on stroking himself, as he milked Harvey’s cock dry until they were both too sensitive to carry on. John pulled himself up from the floor, and looked at Harvey. Harvey bent down to lick John’s cum from his chest and hand, and the dribble that was still on his cock. Harvey licked his lips and they pulled in for another kiss.. They pulled away and John looked down at his cock, and saw it was again, rock hard.

John smiled. “So what plans have you got for me then today?” Harvey asked.

“Lie down on that desk and I’ll show you.” John replied.

Harvey grinned and went over to the desk, glad that he had got rid of everything. His cock soon shot back up thinking of what was to come. He just loved this. The best thing about being your own boss is that you can do what the fuck you want, where you want, and nobody can say anything. He grabbed the cushion from his chair and placed it under his head as he led down on his back. John walked to him, gave him a long kiss on the lips, and kissed and licked his way down to his nipples where he paid lots of attention. Harvey moaned as John sucked on them hard, and it only encouraged him more. He kissed and licked his rippled abs, and lathered up his inny belly button with saliva, driving Harvey wild with desire. He lifted his knees up and opened his legs slightly; and Harvey’s cock was sticking straight up flat against his abs. His hands moved to hold his legs in place, waiting for John to deliver the goods. John looked at Harvey’s lovely puckered pink hole, waiting to get some attention. His own cock was rock hard and throbbing as well, already leaking with pre cum, knowing what was about to happen. He moved his face forward and put his nose and mouth to Harvey’s hole, sniffing in the manly aroma that turned him on so much. He licked all around it, teasing him, until he himself couldn’t wait. He darted his tongue out and into Harvey’s pink hole.

“MMMMMMM” Harvey moaned. “Lick me…taste my ass baby yeah. Fuck don’t stop.”

He lapped it up and stuck his tongue deep inside his ass, making Harvey groan, getting him all lubed up ready for his cock. He licked for a while longer, until they could both take no more and Harvey was begging to be fucked.

John grunted and stood up; he pulled Harvey closer to the edge of the desk and smothered Harvey’s hole with his own dripping lube, teasing him.

“You ready baby?” John asked. He was always considerate like that and wouldn’t go any further until Harvey said so. He wondered about lube, but knew that as long as they were both wet enough, that’s all Harvey was bothered about

“Yeah I’m ready…just put it in… Fuck me. NOW.” came the reply.

With that, John slammed his 7 inch cock deep inside Harvey’s waiting ass.

He screamed loud, so loud that it would have been impossible for Jane not to hear, or anyone on that floor for that matter.

“OH GOD!” They both cried together.

John waited a few seconds then started pumping in and out of Harvey with long, slow strokes. He leaned forward for a kiss, and Harvey accepted it greatly. He put up with it for a minute or so, before he wanted it a little bit rough.

“Fuck me harder and faster baby…I need this…I need your cock, it’s been so long baby, we should do this more often. I need your cum deep inside my ass…shoot it…cum in my ass baby…fuck this is good.”

John fucked him harder and faster, slamming himself deeper inside, feeling Harvey pushing back onto him. His balls were banging so hard, he could feel his cock getting bigger with every stroke. He wished this could happen more. He was more the bottom in their relationship, and wondered if Harvey would agree to swap more often. Not that he didn’t like the way it was, he loved being the submissive one. Just once more often would be nice. John kept up with his hard thrusting, making sure he hit Harvey’s prostate, head on at every other stroke. Harvey’s moans became stronger and heavier. He knew he wouldn’t last so long now. Harvey was fisting his own rock hard cock, with the same timing of thrusts that John was giving his ass.

“Oh Harvey, I’m cumming baby, I can’t hold it. Your ass is so tight.” John shouted.

“Give it to me baby, shoot it in my ass, I’m gonna shoot. FUCK!”

“Cum with me…” John said breathless, as he fucked him senseless. “Oh shit here it comes.” John moaned, as he thrust once more and unloaded himself inside his boyfriend.

At the feel of John’s love juice inside him, Harvey shot load after load on his own chest as John finished emptying his juice inside Harvey’s well used ass. Harvey could feel John’s cum dripping back out of his ass, as John was still thrusting his cock, pumping out every drop of cum he had. John leaned over onto Harvey chest, both breathless and exhausted awaiting their orgasms to end. John couldn’t resist, and licked up Harvey’s cum that had landed on his chest. He moved up slightly to kiss Harvey, and give him a taste.

“Mmmmmm.” They both moaned.

“I love you babe.” John said to Harvey.

“I love you too.” Harvey replied.

“If you love me that much, you think you can return the favour?” John asked.

“Geeeeez John, I’m knackered, you think you can give me a few minutes to recover, let alone load my balls up again?”

“Awwww come on, I’m sure you can manage after we’ve had a drink or two.”

“Hey, I could if you hadn’t worn me out last night AND this morning.”

They both laughed and got up. They opened the wine and Harvey got two glasses out of his bottom drawer which they kept there for occasions such as this one. They sat chatting about the new secretary and work while still naked.

“So what are you gonna do about Jane out there? She’s after you, better watch out for that one.” John told him

“Leave her to me John. She’ll know whose boss by the time I’m finished, and if she doesn’t, then she knows what she can do.” He smiled back.

Then after a minute or so, Harvey looked at John with a sly grin.

“What you smirking at?” John asked.

“Well, I think I’m ready for another go if you are?” Harvey said as he got up to moved closer to John. His erection was just starting to reveal itself again, and John looked at it with nothing but lust.

“How could I possibly say no with an offer like that?”

Both their cocks began to grow again and they kissed. This time it was slower, and gentle. They touched and fondled, kissed and licked everywhere they could possibly go. Nipples were touched and squeezed, cocks and balls were stroked and played with, nothing and nowhere was missed out. They both knew exactly where each others hot spots were, and both knew how to turn each other on. Sometimes they both felt as though they were one person. They kept this up until they both needed more. Harvey went over to his desk and sat on his big leather chair and John straddled him. They still hadn’t moved their mouths from each others lips. Harvey put his finger towards their kissing mouths, and they both sucked, wetting it and getting loads of saliva on it. He moved it down to John’s ass and pushed it in slowly.

John gasped, and then sighed with pleasure and satisfaction. Harvey fingered John’s ass, then entered two fingers, then three, until John moaned that he was ready. John lifted up a little, and Harvey leaned forward to grab the lube out of his top drawer. He put some on his erection, and aimed it up so it was at the entrance of John’s hole. John moved himself over Harvey’s cock and suddenly pushed down until he was full to the hilt with Harvey’s cock.

Doctors Bi Threesome

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CH. 2

Finals came and went. Okay, not really, they came, consumed our lives and ruined relationships, and then went. Either way, it was all worth it now that school was done with…forever. Okay, once again, not forever, but for a few short months until Kyle and I go off to UCLA. We made it! It turns out Zihlman didn’t give any crap to Kyle for his paper, so in essence, I didn’t really need to help him with it a few weeks ago, and the whole embarrassing incident could’ve been avoided. Although bitching about it now doesn’t really do much, the damage has been done. The funny thing is that Kyle doesn’t seem fazed at all. He stills jokes with me about being gay (that fucking bitch, Missy), but what teenage boys don’t joke about each others’ sexual orientation? Honest to God, at Thurgood, “Hey, fag” was the new “What’s up?” Anyway, he never brought up the incident again and he certainly doesn’t treat me any differently. It’s like it never happened. Me on the other hand, I’m completely baffled. I don’t know what this means. Am I gay? I don’t think I am… I find women attractive, yet am unable to have sex with them. I chalk it up to just being so emotionally connected to the guy; I mean, he’s been my best friend for 15 years and I had just ended my relationship with Missy (or so it seems), so I figured my mind was just on sensory overload and reacted like any healthy male teenager would’ve reacted if someone was rubbing against his package. Right? Right.

I didn’t want to sit around the house for the few months I had off and wallow in my sexual confusion, so I decided to get a job at Palms, the local recreational center, working as a “Tennis Instructor’s Assistant”. This title in itself was odd; I mean, why does a tennis instructor need an assistant? Regardless, the pay was great (for someone just out of high school) and I’d be surrounded by excellent sports facilities that I had full access to.

“Is there a racquetball court there?”

“Yes.”

“A swimming pool?”

“Duh.”

“A sauna?”

“Yes, damn it. They have everything there.”

“Okay, okay. Keep your dick in your pants…please.”

“Fuck you, asshole.”

Once again, Kyle’s ribbing had gotten the best of me. I had just finished my training and was in a lousy mood. This walk home was gonna be a long one if it continued this way.

“So, I mean, why the hell did you take a ‘Tennis Instructor’s Assistant’ job? When was the last time you actually played tennis? Freshman year?”

“Hey! I was pretty good at tennis. Obviously, if there had been a wrestling-related job I would’ve gone for it. I guess they needed someone quickly and since I have a lot of experience in sports, they figured I was their best bet. Besides, it’s $13.50 an hour and I get to ogle the goodies on all the tennis chicks.”

“Shit, you know I’ll be visiting you twenty-four seven.”

“I don’t think Jenna would like that very much.”

He shot me a nervous glance.

“I’m just fucking with you!” He nervously chuckled. “Don’t tell Jenna I said that.”

I couldn’t hold back the snort of laughter that came out.

“I’m not kidding man! She’s become so damn possessive of me ever since she found out I wasn’t going to USC. She won’t let me go anywhere without her and she makes me call every hour, on the hour. Hell, she damn near ripped my head off when I told her I was gonna meet you at Palms and find out how your interview went. She swore I was meeting my ‘whore on the side’.”

“Pfft. And you said I was whipped when I was with Missy.”

I shuddered at the sound of her name.

After about 10 minutes of brisk walking, we arrived at Buster’s, the local pizza and beer joint. The fact that we were only 19 didn’t stop us from enjoying alcoholic beverages. Since Kyle had been a part time employee there since he was 14, we pretty much had full access to the bar, and Kyle’s rapport with Vince, the manager, gave us plenty of benefits.

We sat down at our usual corner table with its gaudy plaid tablecloth and worn-out red leather booth seats.

“Kenny, we’ll take the usual!” Kyle screamed across the way. “So, what’s up with you and her? Is it really over?”

“Missy? Uh…YEAH. She’s a damn psycho. And a nympho. I can’t keep up.”

“I heard she’s been asking about you. You know, what you’re up to and if you’re working.”

I hadn’t spoken with her since that fateful day in the bathroom. I didn’t even give her the obligatory hug at our graduation. It’s not that I hated her, I mean, you couldn’t really hate someone who looked like she does, but rather, I felt that our “relationship” had ran its course, and it was simply someone else’s turn.

“Who cares? The only thing I miss is my Letterman jacket I left in her room. That thing cost me a mint.”

“Here you go, guys. Two Buds and a cheese pizza.”

A young, handsome guy had come over and placed down the deliciously greasy pizza.

“Thanks man” replied Kyle. “I haven’t seen you around here? You new?”

“Yeah, actually. My family just moved from Yuma and my dad’s a good friend of Vince’s so he hooked me up with a job as a menial pizza-serving waiter. The name’s Corey.”

“Good to meet you,” we both rang in unison.

“My name’s Kyle and this is Adam.”

I nodded in acknowledgement.

“I myself am a menial waiter here,” Kyle added.

“Oh, sorry man. I didn’t mean to offend—”

“—Ha! You didn’t offend me man, I know how it is. I’ve been working here since I was 14.”

At this point, their conversation was drowned out. I saw lips moving, but heard no words; I was too busy drinking in Corey. He too, was rather tall. I would say 6′2″. His short spiky jet-black hair seemed groomed to perfection. His eyebrows were handsomely thick, and perfectly complemented his icy-blue eyes. His square jaw was hypnotizing, so defined and cut; like it was carved out of a slab of marble. And those lips, so full and thick perfectly paired with a mouthful of perfect teeth that he was constantly flashing, and his face was only the beginning. That prominent Adam’s apple, tight pecs, what was sure to be washboard abs beneath his thin cotton t-shirt, damn-near perfects calves, and a fairly large bulge in his khaki board shorts—Wait. What?? What the hell is wrong with me?? What am I doing? Shit. I’m staring at the guy like he’s some hot chick. Maybe I should’ve taken the number of that therapist my mom wanted me to see.

“So what do you think, Ad?”

The question brought me back from my eye-raping session with Corey.

“Huh?”

“Shit man, are you thinking about Eldridge’s tits again?”

This too, was a long-running joke that we had going. Mrs. Eldridge –being our 56 year old Government teacher—had tits that she could damn near trip over.

“You’re sick, asshole.”

“What I was saying, was if you’d be able to get Corey into that fancy tennis class of yours.”

“Uh, well, I don’t know. I haven’t even met the instructor yet and I think it would be kinda presumptuous to bring someone in and insist that they be enrolled. I mean, I’ll try and bring it up after I get to know the guy.”

“Aw, come on, I’m sure if you just, you know, do him a “favor” he’ll let Corey in aces.”

I felt the blood rushing to my face and go all the way to the tips of my ears. I was damn near about to slam his face into the greasy, untouched pizza on the table when I saw Corey smirk. I know that smirk. That’s the “I Know What You’re Talkin’ About” smirk.

I tried to think up a quip as fast as my brain would operate.

“Oh yeah? I’m sure if you…You’re the…”

“Yeah, yeah. Too slow. Whatever.”

I slumped back in my chair; a sign of resignation and defeat. I had been thoroughly embarrassed and beaten. Corey hung around for another minute or two before Kenny yelled for him to get his “GQ-looking ass over here and give the paying customers their pizza.”

Corey said his “See ya later”s and I nodded in acknowledgement, yet again. He started to walk away when suddenly I felt the urge to yell, “I’m not actually gay, by the way!”

Oh. God.

Kyle starts howling with laughter and a few other customers snicker. Corey only flashes his perfect smile and salutes me. It’s official: I’m a damn idiot. Not only was I embarrassed, but now I was pissed. People were going to start believing this shit.

Once Corey was out of sight and I stopped receiving weird glances from the patrons in Busters, I reached across the table and punched Kyle square in the arm.

“OW! What was that for?!?”

As if he didn’t know.

“Dude, what the fuck?! That was humiliating!”

“Chill man, we’re all men here,” he said as he finally took a swig of his beer and rubbed the sore spot on his arm.

I felt like that kid in elementary school. You know the one I’m talking about. The teacher asks a question and the kid is so sure he has the right answer, so he just yells it out before some other greedy kid gets a chance to, but then realizes that he’s wrong once all the other kids start laughing at him. It’s a bad feeling.

“Whatever. You’re an ass.”

I got up to leave and threw a crumpled $10 bill on the table. Kyle was unfazed, as usual.

“See you after work tomorrow?”

“Fuck off.”

“Cool. I’ll pick you up at 6.”

Kyle was smiling, and so was I as I pushed through the dingy double glass doors. He is an ass, but he knows I’ll forgive him for pretty much anything.

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I was halfway home when it started to rain, so I had to run a few blocks to avoid catching a cold. I arrived at the front door, panting and sweating even though it was raining out.

“Mom! Ben! Anyone home?”

I assumed they were still at the parent-teacher conference meeting.

Ben had been having problems socializing with other kids for as long as I can remember. I blame my dad for that. The asshole left my mom when she was 7 months pregnant with Ben, and when he was born, she never had the chance to properly socialize him due to the fact that she was working 2 jobs and going to night school. I keep telling Ben that it’s just because he’s so damn smart, like Stephen Hawking or something– except for the whole wheelchair and robot-voice box thing—which is why he’s always separating himself; his brilliance gives him the right to be highly selective with friends.

I ran upstairs and kicked off my wet tan chinos and threw my not-so-white Ralph Lauren shirt in the hamper. This was my only “nice outfit”. The outfit I wore to job interviews, weddings, funerals, school dances, and the like.

I turned on the shower and ran back into my bedroom for my dirty little vice. I jogged over to my CD rack, grabbed my Motley Crue CD, opened the case, and pulled my “George Michael: Greatest Hits” CD from its deceptive cover and pop it into the boombox in the bathroom. If anyone found out about this, I could kiss my so-called heterosexual title goodbye.

I put it on track 09, “Faith”, and stupidly jumped into the shower before testing the water one more.

“MOTHERFUCKER, that’s cold!”

After promptly turning up the hot water, I tried to sing along with George as I did my best to dance in my tiny shower.

“Well I need someone to hold me, but I’ll wait for something more–”

I stopped and realized how gay I’m acting at this moment, so I immediately quit singing and just stood there. I need to stop this.

I squeezed out a huge dollop of Herbal Essences and started massaging my scalp. I closed my eyes and a groan of contentment escaped my throat. I began to think about work, but I couldn’t seem to focus. I kept thinking about the embarrassment at Buster’s, the people snickering, and Corey’s knowing smirk. His smirk…his perfect teeth, his washboard abs.

I don’t know what came over me but it felt like the blood was draining from one head to the other. My fingers wrapped around my filling cock and I slowly began to jerk off. Corey’s body…Those blue, blue eyes…those muscular arms…My breathing became faster. My hand was becoming a blur on my now rock-hard cock. He’s on his knees in front of me…he grabs my ass and puts my steel cock inches away from his lips…he licks the sweet nectar dripping from me…My knees began to shake and I felt that all familiar feeling in my balls. He swallows me whole and I can feel my dick hitting the back of his throat…I grab his head and begin fucking it relentlessly…he groans in pleasure and slaps my ass in encouragement…”Oh baby, I love your cock… I want you to fuck me all night long… I want your cock up my tight little ass and I want you to come inside of me”…I couldn’t hold back anymore. Ropes of hot thick semen sprayed the shower wall and I had to grab the soap tray as my knees buckled so I didn’t crack my head open if I actually collapsed. My legs wouldn’t stop trembling and my chest was still heaving as I slowly sat down in the tub. The hot water from the showerhead was getting a little bit colder, but I didn’t care.

That was the most intense jerk-off session that I’ve ever had. And it was…thinking of a man. Holy shit. I am gay.

I can’t be. I CAN’T be.

The hot water had run out, but I couldn’t seem to get myself to get out of the tub.

After what seemed to be hours, I finally got out, turned off the boombox, wrapped a towel around my waist, and gave myself a long hard look in the mirror and said it.

“I’m gay.”

Nothing.

“Hi, I’m a homosexual!”

I’m an idiot.

“I think about naked men and jerk off in my shower!”

I actually let out a giggle at this.

“Jesus, Adam. What’s wrong with you?” I say to myself.

Walking out of the bathroom, I feel like I’ve had some sort of epiphany; some sort of progress towards my sexual orientation declaration. But there’s only one way to be sure of it: the Internet! Oh come on, with all the reliable research to be done (gay porn websites, hours of cyber-sex, online communities that hook you up with literally thousands of willing participants that want nothing more than to help you get your rocks off, etc.), the internet would definitely help me solidify my ambiguous existence.

The computer made some sort of odd, whirring noise as it booted up.

“Piece of shit. Thanks again, dad, for the only thing you gave me; a 1991 IBM. Bastard.”

After about 15 minutes of odd noises, the computer finally logged me onto the world wide web.

“Where to start? Where to start?”

Gay porn? Too intense. Might scare me off. Local hook-ups? Way too intense. I may be ready to think about naked men, but I don’t know if I can actually see them.

I figure I should start off with what every other 12-48 year old pervert was doing:

“Cyber-sex it is.”

I couldn’t get the clap from a little dirty talk with some willing participants, and I wasn’t afraid of being discovered.

I clicked on the little “Chat” icon and a whole new window popped up. What the hell is all this? “Gay Bears Chat”? “Gay Twinks Chat”? “S&M Gay Chat?” Who knew that being gay had so many different options?

After poring the long list of possible chat rooms, I stumbled upon a surprising Chat Room Title and actually laughed when I read it: “Am I gay? Chat” You’ve gotta be shitting me. It’s a sign, right?

Here goes nothing. The double click of the mouse opens up a new window where there are already several different conversations going on.

UnReAlBoDy17 says he’s having wet dreams about men in bicycle shorts.

Sk8rBoi87 says he gets “weird feelings down there” when he looks at this guy in his Chemistry class.

Who are these people? Since I don’t feel the need to put out any more sexual ambiguity, I type what I see as “basic information”.

AJD195: 19/m/Los Angeles

Within a matter of seconds, I’m barraged by several instant messages, all with messages akin to “How big is your cock?” or “Are you a top or bottom?” and “Do you use any toys?”

I dig through the IMs and find a seemingly innocuous one from someone called BBallerChris.

BBallerChris: Hey, how’s it going?

AJD195: Good, thx. And u?

BBallerChris: Good. Thx. So u r having a hard time figuring out if ur gay?

AJD195: Kinda. I had a weird experience with my close friend a few months ago and I keep thinking about this one guy’s body. It’s really weirding me out.

BBallerChris: O. I c. Well, I think I can help you.

AJD195: O yeah? How?

BBallerChris: Well, if you don’t want 2 burn in the fiery pitz of hell, you’ll stop thinking about sucking cok you dirty lil’ fagot.

What the hell? A religious fanatic who uses AIM talk and misspells such key words as ‘cock’ and ‘faggot’? Just my luck.

I guess trying the chat rooms was a mistake. I quickly close the IM and the chat box. To hell with it. I glance over at my bed and it’s looking unbelievably comfy to me. I throw off my towel, climb under the sheets, and manage one last glimpse at the clock before I drift to sleep. It’s only 6:38pm.

———————————————–

“ADAM!”

What the hell?

“ADAM JOSEPH DALY!”

I look over at the clock; 8:42pm.

Only two hours have passed.

“YOU HAVE COMPANY!”

Anyone short of John Lennon rising from the dead wouldn’t be able to wake me from my sleepy stupor.

“Knock, knock!”

NO. FUCKING. WAY. That shrill voice could be only one person; the last person I ever wanted to see again.

I jump out of bed and quickly look around the room. Shit. Nowhere to hide. AND, I’m as naked as the day I was born. I decide in bed, under the sheets was the safest place for me to be (I don’t know how I came to this conclusion, but it seemed safe at the time). Maybe I could feign sleep, or illness? Oh God, no, then she would try to take care of me. I would just have to face her…Like a man.

The door creaked open and there she was in the skimpiest outfit I’d ever seen.

“Baby, you left your jacket at my place.”

Any man, gay or straight, would have no choice but to look twice or three times at Missy if she had walked by. Her wavy auburn hair was done up in pigtails. The “Golddigger” halter top she was wearing seemed to be smothering her D-cup breasts, and ended just above her shiny belly ring which really brought attention to her perfect abs. Her tight denim ultra-mini skirt topped off her extra-long legs and black stilettos. She had slutted it up for me, I assume. She had strategically dressed to make any man stand and salute, and God help me, I was.

Why was this happening? Hadn’t I just come to the conclusion that I was gay? That I prefer rock hard chests to big bouncy breasts? But I mean really, I’m a 19 year old dude. I get a half-chub watching a bathing suit segment on QVC.

“I tried to call you earlier, but your line’s been busy since 6.”

Shit. I forgot to log off the internet. Ah; the joys of having a Dial-Up ISP.

“Thanks for bringing it back,” I managed to croak out.

She seductively placed my letterman jacket on the back of my computer chair.

Her back was facing me for what seemed like forever; plotting her next move, I supposed, when she suddenly whipped around and gave me her best “You know You Want to Fuck Me” look.

“Baby, you’re not still upset about what happened, are you?”

She began to approach me, fluttering her extra-long eyelashes.

“Uh…Missy…I think that…Well…what I said earlier…I still mean it. I’m just not ready to have sex with you.”

Somehow, at this point, she had teleported across the room and was now sitting on my bed, massaging my thigh through my navy-blue sheets.

“Oh baby. You don’t have to do anything you want to do. We don’t have to have sex, but I’ve been thinking about you for so long, and I came all the way out here to return your jacket. Doesn’t that mean something to you, baby?”

My heart was pounding, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop this. I was completely naked and felt like my dick could punch a hole through a brick wall. I had just gone through an intense jerk-off session thinking of Corey and the last time I’d done anything physical with another person was the “wrestling incident” with Kyle a few months back. Before that, I couldn’t even remember when the last time I got a good blowjob was.

Twink Ass Stuffed

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“I can do this…I know I can.”

Adam repeated this mantra continuously, hoping that he would convince himself that he would be able to get through it. He looked absolutely ridiculous; standing in front of a floral-framed mirror in the bathroom of his current girlfriend’s house. His thick brown hair was disheveled, his Levi’s dangerously unbuttoned, and his remaining sock had a hole in the toe.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and saw a bead of sweat threatening to fall on his bare chest that was rapidly rising and falling.

“I can do this,” he repeated once more, “what the hell is wrong with me?”

This was not the first time Adam encountered this problem. No more than a month ago did he have the exact same panic attack, albeit with another girl. No one could blame him; he was in fact what most teenaged girls called “the hottest fucking guy they’d ever seen”. With 19 years of age under his belt, his future looked extremely bright, in both the educational and aesthetical sense. At 6′3″, Adam pretty much towered over the remaining seniors at Thurgood High, except for the Varsity basketball players, but who knew what “physical enhancers” they were taking. But yes, he was your typical Casanova, except for one anomaly: he was still a virgin. With his piercing blue eyes, muscular, sturdy frame, varsity letter for wrestling, and an SAT score of 1460, he was many a high school girl’s wet dream, yet he hadn’t gone through with the dirty deed despite countless offers. Whenever presented with the opportunity to have sex, Adam would break out into a cold sweat and run for the nearest door. Don’t get me wrong, he took full advantage of the countless blowjobs under the bleachers in the gym or in the backseat of his car, but when it came time to have actual sex, he fled.

“Babe, is everything okay?”

The overzealous voice of his girlfriend, Melissa, snapped him out of his zombie-like state.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’ll be out in a second.”

Adam began to pace, constantly running his fingers through his hair. All of a sudden, he stopped dead in his tracks, as though struck by lightning. He heard Missy’s squeaky voice coming from the bedroom.

“Hey Jules. Oh, no, I’m getting ready to study for my final tomorrow….”

“Thank God. A phonecall. That should buy me some time.”

He looked at his pathetic reflection in the mirror.

“Who am I kidding? All the time in the whole fucking world can’t help me.”

He glanced at the tiny bathroom window. Damn. Too small and too high to jump out of. After a panic-stricken 10 minutes had passed, Adam finally mustered up the courage to go out there and at least try to go through with it, but wasn’t given a chance.

“What’s taking so long??”

Missy had burst through the door, dressed in a teddy that was far too large for her and hung off her tiny frame, and she had somehow gotten hold of pink stilettos that had the little fluff of feathers on top. Adam had to bite his lip to stop himself from laughing at this attempt to get him in the sack (which, by the way, was NOT working).

“I’ve been waiting for hours.”

“Pfft. Hours? I’ve been in here for 20 minutes, tops.”

“Whatever. Are you ready? Julie’s gonna be home in an hour and I still have to study for tomorrow’s final,” she whined.

Missy had long ago given up on being coy as a means of trying to get Adam in bed and figured that plain old consistent nagging would eventually do the trick. She swore up and down that she was getting carpal tunnel from all the hand jobs she’d given him, and a convenient canker sore made it “deathly painful” for her to suck him off. Adam saw this as a perfect way out.

“Oh shit! I forgot that I was supposed to help Kyle with his paper. You know how he’s been struggling in Zihlman’s. Zihlman’s an asshole, especially with the jocks.”

“Must you use that word? You’re only making it worse for yourself, I mean, you’re a jock. Isn’t that like, a perpetuation of self-prejudice?”

“I don’t have a problem with it. Anyway, I’m gonna go help Kyle before I have to listen to his nagging all day tomorrow about how my wife has me pussy-whipped and how I’ve ditched my best friend of 15 years so I could get some.”

Adam began to make his way into the bedroom, but Missy stopped him.

“Is there something wrong with me? Am I too skinny? Too ugly? If you don’t want me, please just give me a logical reason instead of running away.”

Adam felt horrible at the fact that he made the girl feel self-conscious. She wasn’t in the least too skinny, or ugly. In fact, she was almost perfect. Missy, too, was well up on the “Most Fuckable” list at Thurgood, and she took advantage of this, indeed. She had been sexually active since she was 15, which is why she found it so difficult to be denied in bed.

“Missy. Don’t be like this. You know you’re the hottest chick at Thurgood. I’m just… I don’t know. I’m still getting over my last girlfriend, and it’s kinda tough to get her out of my head.” He lied. “I just want to be sure that when we do it, it’s just you and me; Not you, me, and her.”

“Awww. Okay, baby. I wouldn’t want to pressure you.”

Adam didn’t hide his frustration at this. He was fed up with her subtle comments about him being the bitch of the relationship and constantly patronizing him.

“God damn it, Missy. Why do you have piss me off with this emasculating bullshit??”

She tried mouthing a response, but Adam pushed right past her into her room, grabbed his t-shirt that was hanging haphazardly off of her lampshade, his worn-out Converse from under the bed, and silently jogged downstairs to the front door where he got dressed as best he could, closed the door behind him, and began the trek to Kyle’s house.

“Shit. I left my damn jacket there.”

He got about 2 blocks from Missy’s house when he noticed that he was missing still missing a sock, but he couldn’t care less. He figured that this would be the straw that broke the camel’s back with Missy. He was finally free from their sexless relationship, and not a moment too soon.

This was the usual process with Adam: He’d pick up on some girl who’d been pining for him and simply ride out the relationship…till it came time for sex. He’d take all freebie hand and blowjobs, but when actual sex became an issue, it was pretty much over in his eyes. This may present a problem for an average teenager, seeing as how word would get around that the man wouldn’t put out, but as said before, there was a long waiting list to be Adam’s nameless girlfriend.

About 15 minutes later, and with a blister forming on his left foot, he arrived at Kyle’s place. The green Ford Explorer in the driveway meant that he and Kyle wouldn’t be able to write the paper over a few beers, seeing as his parents were actually home. This isn’t to say that Kyle’s folks were deadbeats, but they were both research psychobiologists working on a groundbreaking stem-cell research project that kept both Kyle’s parents at the office for 70 hour weeks, so them being home was indeed an oddity.

Adam stopped at the stained-glass front door. “Wipe Your Feet, Stupid”, the welcome mat told him, and he smirked out of delight knowing that Kyle had put his birthday gift to good use. He was unsure of whether or not to ring the bell; Kyle’s parents’ presence made him uneasy for some reason. He didn’t have to wait long for his mind to be made for him. The door was almost ripped off the hinges, and there stood an agitated Kyle.

At 6′1″, Kyle was also a sexual force to be reckoned with. His body was nearly identical to Adam’s but was tanner due to the fact that he was on the varsity water polo team. His sandy-blonde wavy hair constantly got in the way of his emerald green eyes, but didn’t affect the depth one could easily see in them.

“What the hell took you so long?! You know this has to be in Zihlman’s box by 9 tomorrow. He’s gonna shit all over me.”

Adam had to stifle his laughter. Here was his 19 year old best friend wearing a Pokemon t-shirt and pajama pants with booties attached. He looked him up and down and raised his eyebrow.

“Nice PJs.”

“Give me a fucking break. It’s laundry day and Jenna says they make me even sexier than I already am… If that’s humanly possible.”

Adam cringed at the name, knowing that Jenna, being Kyle’s 8 month-long girlfriend, had been incessantly nagging about the fact that Kyle spent more time with Adam than he did with her.

“Well, she must’ve been trying to get you in the sack because I’ve never seen you look and more ridiculous.”

“Are you gonna help me with my paper or not? I’m freaking out, man. If I don’t get at least a B+, my GPA’s gonna go down the shitter; Which means no UCLA, which means no dorming together, which means no fun for the rest of your life. Got it?”

Another jock worried about his GPA. What’s the world coming to?

“Well, maybe if you actually let me in, I’ll consider it.”

“Sorry dude.”

Kyle finally stepped aside and let Adam in.

“When you think about it, you helping me with my essay is basically you helping yourself. I mean, what’ll you do without me at UCLA? Your life will have no meaning!”

“Fuck you, dickweed.”

After the exchanges of greetings occurred, they both headed upstairs to Kyle’s room to start on the paper. After chewing the fat for a few minutes, the guys actually got their work done, and within three hours, “Nature vs. Nurture in Regards to Sociopathy” was complete.

“I can’t wait to see the look on that geezer’s face when I hand him this baby.”

“Yeah. Me too.” Adam quickly changed the subject seeing as he didn’t want to talk, think, or hear anything about school anymore. “So, Missy and I are probably over.”

“WHAT?! What the hell happened?!”

“I just—”

“—You did that thing again, didn’t you? She tried fuck you and you flipped out again, am I right?”

God. It sounded even worse when someone else said it. A 19 year old alpha-male in his prime…unable to put out.

“If you must know…Yes. That is what happened.”

“Dude. She’s smokin’. If you can’t make it with her, I really don’t know what to tell you. I mean, this has been going on since you were 14. Ever since you and, what’s her face,” Kyle closed his eyes tightly, trying to remember a name, “—Kara Lindley! Holy shit. Kara Lindley! I remember it as though it were yesterday!”

“Alright, alright. There’s no need to rehash those days.”

Adam looked down at his foot, feeling the sensitive skin of the freshly-forming blister. He winced in discomfort.

“Dude, what’s up with your foot?”

“I got a blister walking over here to help your sorry ass. I left my sock in Missy’s r—.”

Adam caught himself before he divulged and further embarrassing tidbits from his uneventful afternoon.

Kyle smirked, but said nothing.

“Do you wanna stay over?”

“Is it cool with you parents? I don’t really know them and I don’t know how to act.”

“Don’t sweat it man. I’m sure they’ll be out of the house by 10. We can get a pizza, have some brews and veg out.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Kyle, being true to his word, ordered a pizza just as soon as his folks left at around 10; just as expected. Adam and Kyle had stripped down to their skivvies and a T-shirt and plopped on the couch for a long night of relaxing and just plain old shooting the shit. Adam decided now was a better time than any to call his mom up and tell him he was staying over at Kyle’s. He made his way into the kitchen to use the phone.

10 minutes later, a visibly upset Adam plopped himself on the couch.

“What’s up?”

“That bitch called my mom and told her that I’m gay, which is why I can’t sleep with her. Can you believe that shit?! Now my mom wants to take me to some therapist to ’sort out my issues’.”

At this, Kyle laughed so hard he spit out the watered down light beer he was sipping.

“Gay?? You’re shitting me. Man. Missy really is a bitch. That’s harsh.”

Seeing that Adam was visibly upset by this comment, he decided to try and push his buttons to see how far he could go.

“Now that I come to think about it…”

“Shut the fuck up. I’m not gay, asshole.”

The broad smile on Kyle’s face let on that he was joking, but he still kept on.

“I mean, you can’t perform with chicks. Hot chicks even. Chicks that are willingly putting out! Seriously though, how long have you been attracted to men?”

“You’re an ass.”

Both guys were laughing now, but Adam felt somewhat odd. A little confused even. He had never even thought of men in THAT WAY, but now he started wondering if maybe there was something wrong with him in that sense. I mean, why couldn’t he make it with girls? He couldn’t be gay. He liked women. He loved blowjobs from them. He got his rocks off, and that was that.

Their banter lasted for about 15 minutes and the pizza had not arrived, so they flipped on the TV and tuned into Ultimate Fighting.

“This is brutal. It’s basically like a drunken bar fight but with a referee.”

“You think any contact sport is brutal, Ms. Synchronized Swimming.”

“Screw you. It’s water polo, you douche. Anyway, I bet I could spar with a few of these guys.”

Adam figured now was the time to get back at him for the “Gay” comments he was making earlier.

“Whatever. You wouldn’t even last one round in Thurgood’s wrestling ring with a JV girl.”

“That’s it. Let’s go. Right now, bitch.”

Kyle had leapt off of the sofa and began pushing the coffee table out into the kitchen. There was now a squared area in the living room for the “fight” to take place.

“Please. This is embarrassing,” Adam quipped, “You wouldn’t want to get hurt before the final game versus the Hawks, would you? They handed you guys your asses last two times.”

“Screw you. Let’s do it.”

From his tone, one could tell that Kyle was joking but still wanted to show that he could indeed beat Adam, a 2-time champ and all-out wrestling God at Thurgood.

“I guess I’ll have to humor you.”

The two guys got into position on the little rug where the coffee table once was.

“Go!”

Kyle immediately lunged for Adam’s legs, and was unsuccessful. Before he knew it, Adam was right on top of him from behind, with his arms somehow being pinned behind his back.

“That was—fool..ish.” Both guys were exerting all their strength to try and make the other submit. Sweat was already gathering on their foreheads as they spat and swore.

“Screw….YOU..ouch—dammit…Just…let me—”

In one swift move, Adam had Kyle on his back on the rug, laying directly on top of him—straddling him.

“Just give up…Kyle. Admit—that I’m—stronger—than you.”

“Fuck—YOU!”

Kyle began thrashing under Adam, using all of his energy to try and break free from underneath him. At this moment, something was happening to Adam. Here was his best friend—a man—thrashing, sweating, and swearing underneath him. Using all of his strength to break free, but nothing was working. He could feel everything—Kyle’s strong arms trying to find a way out. His golden hair covering his unbelievably emerald eyes. His stiff nipples raking through his shirt. His flaccid dick constantly rubbing against Adam’s own growing cock. What the hell was going on? Adam still had a strong grip on Kyle’s wrists, so he just continued to stare into his eyes.

“Okay, damn it. I give up.”

Adam did not move, but just kept staring.

“Dude. I said I’m done. I’m getting a cramp.”

No movement. Adam felt that familiar feeling in his loins.

Kyle was completely oblivious to what was going on. He just knew that Adam, who was heavier than he, was not getting off of him and he was getting a really bad cramp in his calf. And was having a hard time breathing.

Adam was completely confused. He was lost in thought. There was only the sound of a referee on TV screaming that Chuck Liddell was still the champion due to…

“Adam…What are you doing?”

Adam really didn’t know. He began to lean in. Inch by inch. Closer, and closer. He could really feel Kyle’s body heat and smell his sweat. There was only inches between them when…

“PIZZA HUT!”

Adam literally jumped off of Kyle and ran to the door to pay the man. He made sure to give him a big tip seeing as how he stopped him from ruining his life and a 15 year friendship over what was going to be known as “The Great Beer-Induced Woody”.

Before returning to the living room with the pizza, Adam ran upstairs to the bathroom and splashed his face with ice cold water. He needed to snap out of whatever caused the truly mortifying experience in the living room.

When Adam returned with the pizza, the coffee table had been replaced and there were two fresh beers waiting.

“What the hell took so long? Did you go to Italy to get the Parmesan cheese?”

“Fuck off.”

He plopped the pizza onto the table, cracked open his beer, looked at the seemingly unfazed Kyle, and began to think; What the hell just happened?

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I was 18 when I lost my cherry. Not in the normal way, not in the boy meets girl kind of way. That didn’t happen until I was 22, and was a total let down compared to my real first. His name was Scott, he was tall, dark and had a tight firm body. My first girl was chubby and drunk and I didn’t quite catch her name. Still before I met Scott I was very straight and have never been with a guy since, maybe I never will but I really hope I do again, as I rate my first sexual relationship as the best sex I have ever had.

My house was always empty after school, my parents worked late and I was often on my own. Most days I invited Scott round to watch TV, as he live around the corner. Things were pretty normal, two guys hanging out having a laugh, as young men do. But it was when Scott brought round a few videos one day things started to get a bit more fun. He had borrowed them from his brother, and he guaranteed me that they were top class porn. I had by 18 already seen more porn than is good for a young man, but never had I watched any with another guy. This at first made me feel just a bit odd, but hell, I thought, why not, I’m not gay, and I don’t think Scott is. So we put in one of the tapes and sat back to see women sucking on huge dicks and such, I had to give it to Scott the videos were grade A filth.

As any teenage boy seeing sexual images on screen, I soon got hard, and could not stop myself from touching it. It felt so good, and by now was so hard that it was pushing against my jeans. Scott spotted this straight away. He was clearly turned on too, and not shy about showing it. He just sat back in his chair, hands behind head with a massive tent pole in the shorts he was wearing. Scott then asked me if I wanted to see how big his dick was to compare it to mine. I could see from his bulge that he had a much bigger one than me. I knew this was getting a little bit gay, but still very quickly said ‘yes O.K’. My, you seem a bit too keen, Scott replied, as he pulled his member out. It was enormous 8 or 9 inches at least and thick, really thick. ‘now yours’ Scott said. I didn’t hesitate to present mine to him. It was a lot smaller but still a good 6 inch. He looked at it for a few moments, then held out his own and said ‘touch it’. ‘what’ I cried. ‘Go on feel it, its nice’ he commanded. So needless to say I grabbed it full palm, and he was right it was real nice. ‘that’s it’ he muttered ‘go on jerk it for me’. I wasted no time in getting stuck in and wanking him off. But soon I felt his hands press firmly on my shoulders. I quite naturally knew this was my que to move the next step, and after giving him a very dirty and sexual look in the eye I dropped to my knees.

His large cock head was pressed on to my lips, as I had a few second thoughts. This lasted about 2 seconds before I opened my mouth wide and forced myself on to his rock hard cock. Any doubts I might have had fell straight away as his throbbing shaft slid in and out of my more than willing mouth. The taste and feel of this perfect male member was divine, heaven on my tongue, I still to this day can not understand why more men straight or not don’t try giving a blow job, its so nice. While I was reaching a state of total bliss from sucking his dick, Scott was getting ready to blow his load. I could feel his rod stiffen and twitch and I could taste his pre cum. He looked down at me and just about stuttered ‘ Oh god, I’m going to cum’. He reached down to pull his pulsing meat from my face but I stopped him and mumbled ‘no! cum in my mouth. I want it in my mouth’ I surprised my self with just how gay I was being, but this was way to much fun to stop and if I was going to please him I might as well do it good and dirty. As I wrapped my lips hungrily back round his beautiful shaft he let it go, it flooded my mouth and ran down my chin. I swallowed all I could and scooped up what was on my chin. I couldn’t get enough, the salty taste was fantastic.

He sat back in his chair looking spent, as I wiped the last drops of his seaman from my face. He got his breath back and said ‘that was so fucking good. How far are you willing to go for me’ he said in a very dominant manner. I curled in to the chair with him and I told him all the way. ’so how about I take you up stairs and fuck your ass’ he said with the sort of tone that let you know its an order, not a request. I, in a rather weak act of defiance asked if he was going to return the oral pleasure that I had just given him. I was quickly put in my place as he said ‘no way! I’m not sucking you off. That’s never going to happen, I’m not gay. This is the deal, you play the girls roll and I’m the man, got it’. I got it alright. He then shouted ‘well get up them stairs and get naked on your bed’.

So, I wasn’t going to be getting sucked off, or so it seemed going to cum at all, I was expected to play the submissive receiver and let Scott have his way with me. He was going to be the man and put me in my place and make me his whore for his sexual pleasure and needs. This thought put me off for less than a second, as I rushed up to my room an threw my clothes on the floor. Ok, Scott was clearly being gay wanting to fuck me and it was totally unfair that he wasn’t going to suck me off, but 2 things had gotten me hot for him. First I was over come with lust for him his hot body had my mouth watering and he was so strong and forceful it was making me want to beg for his sex. Second, the thought of being this alpha males sex toy was now my dream come true, to hell with my pleasure, he was with out doubt the dominant one, so it would be best for us both if I just took my rightful place as a bottom. My pleasure was to let a more dominant man use my body for sex, and this felt rather natural to me. I had become ok with this pretty quickly and knew it was my place in this situation and really wanted it to be this way.

Scott came in to the room after me. He had gotten a tub of Vaseline from my bathroom and pushed me on to the bed on my back. With my knees bent and my ass exposed he quickly greased up my hole. Fingering me and stretching my anus. It felt nice and I moaned in pleasure. He pulled my legs apart and moved in between them. ‘your snach is nice and lubed. You had better be ready for this bitch’ he snarled. He then pushed the tip of his cock against my now loosened hole and slowly forced the head in me. I cried out in pain and tried to pull away from him, but he held me down. Slowly he inched the rest of his massive cock into me and stopped. He moved his body down on to mine so we were face to face and kissed me with real passion. He then moved on to kissing my neck and as he did he whispered to me ‘I’m going to fuck your tight little pussy hard. Its going to hurt a bit but by the end you will be loving it and just want more’. With that he started moving his hips, his cock was going almost to the ball in me then all the way to the tip out. And he was right it hurt, at one point so much that I asked him to stop. NO. came the answer. He just kept on fucking me at the same pace. As Scott had not long came he took a very long time to cum again, almost 45 minutes. This was brilliant for me as after about 10 minutes of forceful fucking I was begging Scott to go faster, push harder, go deeper and was loving it more than I could ever have dreamed. I felt the most lucky guy in the world, nothing could top the truly wonderful feeling I felt ( and nothing has, no amount of straight sex is ever going to feel better). Scott after 45 minutes was almost ready to fire another load, this time in to my ass. He quickened the pace a bit and at the point of ejaculation thrust as far in to me as he could, making shore he came deep inside me.

As he pulled out my ass felt empty and I begged him to put it back. He just laughed and said ‘I told you you’ll love it’. He told me I’ll be doing the same for him tomorrow and lots of times after that. Scott kept his word and every day after school was spent with me being fucked like a girl and Scott being my man. This was my place and I quickly came to love it, I don’t think after that day I would have wanted to change rolls, mine was by far the best and deep in my heart knew it was what I wanted.

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I knelt on the floor before him, naked. His pants were open, his cock was full but not hard. I scooped up his balls in my right hand, his cock in my left and ran my tongue under the velvet head. I slipped it into my mouth, sucking a little, lapping a little. How had I gotten here?

I was in the mega bookstore and the books about sex were just around the corner from the self-help books. I was trying to figure out why my marriage had failed. I wasn’t looking for books about sex, but I stopped to read the titles. He was there looking also. A glance, too long? and I wonder what he is looking at. He is about my age, my size.

Books for women about how to get the most sex out of their lives. We are both looking at the same book. “Just say yes would have worked.” He said that? He is thinking the same thing that I’m thinking. I was married to a woman who gave up on sex and metered it out to control me.

“Are you talking about that?” I point at one of the titles that promises women more orgasms if you just follow the author’s diet and exercise plan.

“No, that one.” He is pointing at one that the path to better orgasms is through connection with the inner guide, whatever that is. I was always ready for sex and she used that to control me.

“Sounds like we could sing the same song about sex in marriage.” A shot in the dark, was I right?

“Yeah, you’re probably right.” A pause. “Married?”

“Not any more. You?” He isn’t wearing a ring.

“No, she needed a change of scenery, so she is married to a guy with red hair who could be my brother. Go figure.”

“Sorry.” That is all you can say.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m free now.”

Free? Free is a failed perception. “How is that ‘free’ thing working out for you”?

“Pretty good. Free your mind, and your cock will follow.”

Now that was a little funny. He was smiling at me. “Good one.”

“Want to get a beer?”

Beer? I don’t know this guy.

“You look like you could use some ‘free’.”

What could I lose? He got closer to me.

“Have you ever been naked with a man?”

Naked? With a man? I never even told my wife about my fantasies. When our sex life dried up, I turned to jerking off, and the visions that really got me off was having sex with a man, really having sex, like being a total cock slave. Being on my knees while he used my mouth, then getting face down on a bed or floor or sofa or just standing up against the wall while he pounded my ass.

“No.”

“But you think about it.” Man, he could read my mind.

“You are one of those ‘in-control-of-myself’ people, but wish there were times that some one else would take over and drive for a while?” Jeez, that was me in a nutshell.

“Maybe we won’t need that beer.” Did I just say that?

So, in short order, he took me back to his place, stripped me while french kissing me, and pushed me to my knees. And I had his cock in my mouth. And it was getting hard. Really hard. I loved it. I wanted this cock to fuck my mouth and cum deep in it.

His hands were on my head and he rocked back and forth slowly while I did my best to keep up. His legs were spread and I slid my hand back and my finger tips found his anus. I pressed lightly and he responded by driving deep into my throat. Too deep. I gagged. My other hand kept him from going too deep after that, but his hands gripped my head more firmly and he started to make groaning noises.

His legs flexed muscularly and I could feel his power, power that was being controlled by my mouth on his dick. He needed me to get off. He wanted me and I wanted him to feel good when he came. I squeezed a little tighter with my hand, swirled my tongue more around the swollen head of his cock and pressed on his anus.

“EEEE-yah!!!” Yeah, he came. I was ready for it, I thought, but that proved not to be the case. I ended up with cum on my face from where I didn’t catch it all. I took all of his after-cum shots, where he twitched when I licked his cock and then a little more would come out, slurping greedily.

“Goddamn, baby, where did you learn to suck cock like that?” He pulled me up so we were face to face and was kissing the cum from my face. He hugged me. “I refuse to believe that is the first time you ever sucked cock.”

“Ummm, yeah, it was.” I was proud of myself. I know what it is like to get a good blow job, and if he liked it, that was good. His hands were on my naked ass, squeezing my cheeks. My cock was full, but not hard.

“What can I do for you?” I knew what I wanted, but I didn’t know if I could ask for it directly.

“How about if we take a shower and then we can roll around while we are nice and clean?”

“Oh, man. I like showering with a man. Prepare for the shower of your life.”

And it was. The shower of my life. He had a shower that we could both fit in and warm water, soap, skin on skin, we were both fucking hard. He took over my body, washing, kneeding, stroking, soothing. I liked it when his hands slid over my ass, spread my cheeks and thoroughly washed my crack. I think he had ideas about what he wanted to do there after we got out of the shower.

And we got out of the shower, wrapped in big soft towels, sat on the bed. He leaned over to kiss me, his hand found my cock and it was getting hard again. He spread a fresh towel on the bed.

“I am going to make you feel good.” I hoped so, and I wanted him to feel good also. He led me to the towel and all I wanted to do is not fuck up. I was on all fours and he pushed my head down and my ass was up. He spread my legs. I knew how I looked because I had seen my wife in this position. His tongue flicked out and licked my anus.

“Ummf!” I was surprised and excited by this new sensation. No one had ever done that to me before. I wanted more. One thing led to another and he had me in a state that I would have pulled a train for the football team if he had asked. I wanted his cock. He started by tonguing me, then added soft stroking of my cock and legs. When he started to lube me up, I think I started pushing back on his fingers. One, two, when he had three fingers in me, I knew that this was for real and I was a little scared.

His fingers left my ass and he moved up to my head. I looked up and he was holding a condom. “How about doing the honors?” I rose to my knees and took the condom package. His cock looked huge. How would that big thing get into my little ass? I opened the package and licked his cock head before putting it on, getting rewarded for my efforts with an uncontrollable twitch from his central nervous system.

He moved in back of me again. “Just relax as much as possible and you will really enjoy this.” His fingers in my ass again, and now he was going to fuck me. His cock, my ass. Gentle pressure against my anus, and less. Pressure, and less. He was very good about pressing, but not too much, and then releasing. After about ten cycles, I could feel myself start to open up. I wanted him to be in me. But he knew what he was doing. Then he was in and he froze.

This was new. Soft but hard, burning, itching. He was out. His fingers, more lube. His cock again. Head in, gentle pressure, no backing out now. Easy in out, in out. I wanted to be fucking, but his hands on my ass controlled me.

Then he was in. I felt his cock hair on my ass. My ass all stretched out. I pushed back and let the hair really grind in. All the way out, then all the way in again. Goddamn. That was good. And then he stared to fuck me.

And a good fuck it was. The head of his cock found my prostate and when it did, I would push back against him, without thinking about it. I felt like I was an extension of his cock and wanted my cock in an ass or pussy. I was being turned inside out. I wanted to cum and I wanted him to fuck me into cumming.

He was doing that all right. Long strokes that were maddeningly slow, short quick strokes that took my breath away. But I noticed a change in his breathing. He was getting into it and I could feel that. Then he pulled out and I felt really empty.

“Ride me.” With pleasure. For both of us.

He was on his back and I straddled him, guiding his cock back to my ass. I slid onto it and it felt so damned good. I rode at my pace, squeezing his cock. He almost whimpered. I liked the look on his face as I was doing this. It was torn between pleasure and torture. He reached up and started to stroke my cock. I was getting it all now, all the nerve endings were firing. I didn’t know if I could take it for much longer. I was riding and twisting, riding and twisting up and down.

“Let me get on top.” Okay, face to face, him between my legs. He put a pillow under my ass and positioned himself between my legs. His cock was at my anus and slid in with one push. My legs were around his back and he was in a sort of push up position as he hammered my ass. My legs would pull me up to meet him and the sweaty slap of our flesh on flesh filled the room.

My legs squeezing and pulling me up to him were having an effect on my ass and I was milking him. He breathed hard and started making tortured noises. I didn’t hear them all because I was doing the same thing. We both let out our primal grunts as he pushed in deep and came in my ass.

That makes it sound tame. There was nothing tame about the frenzied thrash of our bodies and he slammed into me, grunted and shot, bang, shot, bang, shot. My ass was spasming and my cock soon followed, shooting cum between our sweaty bodies as he collapsed into me.

It took us a while to disengage, because every time he would pull out a little, my ass would grab him and he would push in again and spasm a little. But then he was done and he slid out, rolled off me. He leaned over to lick the cum on my chest.

“Your cum is salty.” We both cracked up. We rested a while before heading back to the shower where he gently washed my ravaged ass and then went down on me and I came with the water flowing over us both.

And that was our first time together.

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It was another one of those nights. I was out at one of the local bookstores, trying to cure my hunger for cock, and there seemed to be no good candidates. Let me tell you a little about myself. In all accounts, I’m straight. I love the way that a woman looks, sounds, feels, etc, but, as I am sure there is with many guys my age, I have this constant, seemingly undying desire to give head to men. Sounds stupid right? Well, as I found out from many chat rooms, I am not alone. Anyways, back to the sex…

Just as I was about to give up and drop a few bucks for a quick jerk off session, in he walked. He was about 6′2, sandy blonde hair, very athletic build, kind of like a la Crosse player. I had never seen him here before. He walked in and looked at a few of the “now showing” boxes on the wall and then began to wander the halls. I followed him and stood in the doorway to one of the rooms, signally my desire for some company. Seeing that I had already perused the hallways, unless he was looking for old or fat, I was in like Flynn. I myself am 23, about 5′10″, decent shape with no fat, etc. He walked back towards the room I was in and kind of hesitated at first and then walked in. THANK YOU GOD!!!

As we walked in, I locked the door and then put some money in the machine. I looked at him, and told him to watch what he wanted because I was here to suck some cock. I got on my knees in front of him and just as I was going for his fly he backed away from me and stopped me. I looked up at him and gave him a confused look. That’s when he told me his story.

It seems him and one of his buddies were at there apartment with these two girls and they had been smoking and drinking and the conversation had turned to sex. The guys had wanted to see the girls have sex with each other and the girls had agreed, on one condition. The guys had to give each other blow jobs. They guys, saying that they were straight, said no way, but came up with an idea that satisfied the girls… get another guy to suck them both off. They didn’t mind getting blown by a guy because they could watch the girls, but he said there was no way that they were taking a dick into their mouths. And that brings us to where we are now.

This was an absolute fantasy of mine. Watching two (hopefully) hot college girls make out and go down on each other and getting to suck two hot guys off. What a turn around to my evening. And I thought I was going to have to jerk off alone tonight.

I agreed, but I told him that I would have to check out his cock to see if it was going to be worth the trip. He pulled down his pants, and his cock was like that of his body…perfect. He had lifted his shirt so that it was out of my view and I noticed that on his legs, his cock, his stomach, and his chest….he had no hair. CAN MY NIGHT GET ANY BETTER? Oh yeah, there’s going to be another cock and two hotties, so I guess it will. Anyways, back to his cock. Due to his nervousness, his cock wasn’t hard, but it was easy to imagine what it would be like when it was. He was about 5″ hanging flaccid. No wonder these girls wanted to see this. Yummy. I leaned in to take his cock in my mouth and he stopped me and told me to wait till we get back to his place. TEASE.

So, I followed him back to his place. It was only about 10 minutes away and when we got there, not much was said. As we walked to his apartment, he introduced himself as Cody. He asked if I would like any smoke or anything to drink when we get inside and I agreed.

We got to his apartment and we went inside. On the floor, sitting next to each other were two amazingly hot girls. They looked up wickedly and began to smile from ear to ear. I guess I can see why. You hear about girls being together all the time, but you don’t ever see guys together, especially for the entertainment of women. Anyways, I was introduced to them. Katrina was blonde, about 5′2″, swimmers body, very toned, I would say about a size 3 with full b-cup size breasts. She had the most amazing pouty lips that I have ever seen with a great tan that accentuated her figure by giving her more definition. Jaime was a brunette, about 5′5″, nice college girl body; full c-cups that I could tell were as firm as my hard cock. She had a face that reminded me of Sarah Michelle Geller. Big eyes, innocent looking and I must say, the best ass I’ve seen in a while…you know the type, small, firm bubble butt, kind of like that of a sprinter. Anyways, they were just wearing some shorts and tank tops. God, I was going to love this.

Cody’s friend came back from the kitchen and I met him. He too was about 6′2″, maybe a little taller, black, excellent shape. He was introduced to me as Derrick. The girls handed me a joint and I started smoking. I passed the joint around and after we were all pretty blazed, I could see that the girls were already getting started. They were kissing each other, arms wrapped around one another and then Jaime looked at us and said, let’s all get naked. I am sure the guys, after seeing this, didn’t care what happened, because they immediately stood up and started undressing. I did so myself and then I noticed them. Both of the guys were now naked and almost completely hard. Derrick was about 8″ and thick as my wrist. Cody’s was not quite as thick, but still, thick, about the same length and delicious looking. The girls told me to get in-between them and start sucking them off so they could watch. I moved so fast, I was there before I even realized that I was moving.

I grabbed these cocks and began to stroke them. I stood between these two gods and made it so they could see the girls. They were grabbing on each other and Katrina was playing with Jaime’s pussy. They were sort of sideways kissing so they could watch the action. I took Cody’s cock into my mouth and heard him moan. I heard him say, “I don’t care if this is a dude, his mouth feels great.”

I continued to suck him and stroke Derrick and then I switched taking Derrick into my mouth. He too let out a moan and said, “Damn, this feels good.”

I did this going back and forth and by now the girls and crawled up and was less than a foot away from me. They started asking the guys how it felt and they said they loved it. Then it got fun. Katrina said, “I want you all to treat him like one of those porn stars. Rub your cocks on his face, beat him with them, face fuck him, do it all. Then cum all over his face.”

Well this set them off. They started pulling me from one cock to the other, grabbing my head with their hands and face fucking me. They made me tilt my head back and they rubbed their rods all over my face and they kept slapping me with their gorgeous cocks. They kept calling me a dirty fag and the girls were rubbing on the guys and telling me to take more of their cocks in my mouth. I was just a toy for their sexual whims and I never wanted it to end. I got to suck on those magnificent cocks for over 15 minutes and then Cody grabbed my head with one hand and told me to open my mouth. The girls got really close and then he unloaded with squirt after squirt of his cum. It fell upon my face, my tongue and my chest and just as he was finishing, my head was whipped around by Derrick who came all over my hungry tongue and my face. The girls were so hot that they just fell onto the floor and went to town on each other. I sat there and watched as I cleaned myself up. After the girls were done, I noticed that the guys were starting to get hard again.

The girls said they had an idea. They sat me in the middle of the couch and had the guys stand on either side of me. They started giving me head as the guys once again face fucked me. I was in paradise. I came pretty quickly, as you can imagine and still got to suck these guys off too but the girls came up to help me finish them off.

I ended up staying the night and we all drank and smoked some more. We ended up becoming really good friends and whenever the smoke or drink puts us in the mood or whenever life just puts us in the mood, we get together, if you know what I mean.

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Fun and Games – Chapter 02

Recap:

As Leon didn’t know anywhere near as much about the gear you can get, Jason showed Leon some websites that had loads of different stuff on – gags, clamps, restraints and numerous other things to secure a guys balls with. You name it and these websites had it! Leon couldn’t believe this. With every day that went past, Leon’s desire to make sure Jason was the one to tie him up and play with him was becoming more and more intense.

One evening while they were chatting on MSN, Jason suggested a meet.

Chapter 02, Leon’s side of the story!

Hesitating slightly before typing an answer, Leon eventually typed a reply

‘Yeah sure, sounds great!’

However, in his mind, he really wasn’t too sure if this was a good idea or not. He even tried reasoning with himself, but in his mind, he knew he probably couldn’t go through with it.

After he’d typed, Leon bid Jason a good evening, and thought it good to go to bed and sleep. But while sleeping, he started to dream about Jason and his fantasies again…

Jason opened his front door and ordered Leon into his apartment. He walked in and stood in the lounge, not knowing quite what to do.

‘Strip to your briefs, now!’ Jason barked at Leon

He did so, and waited for his next command. Jason grabbed his arms and slipped cuffs on his wrists, and pushed him to the floor.

‘Slap’

Leon felt a sharp pain on his back. Jason pulled Leon back by his hair and shoved a huge ball gag into his mouth and pull it tight round the back of his head and fastened it. Jason started to pull Leon into his bedroom.

Leon woke up suddenly with a raging hard cock. He was sweating and breathing heavily. He leaned over to his right, and checked the time, it was 2am! Leon closed his eyes, and jerked off, after all – he had a cock that was really hard and it just had to be taken care of!

Next Day…..

Leon had finally decided to go and meet Jason. They’d arranged to meet at a local pub and have a chat, see if they wanted to go ahead. Well, after a few drinks, Jason came out and said

‘Well, you wanna play?’

Of course, Leon was a little drunk, and said yes…!

At Jason’s Place…

‘OK boi, get in and get down to your pants’ ordered Jason. ‘And you don’t speak unless I tell you to, got it??’ he added.

Leon just nodded.

‘Good’ replied Jason.

Once down to his pants, Jason stared at Leon admiring the growing bulge in those oh-so-hot white briefs. Grinning to himself, Jason marched Leon into his lounge, and stripped himself down to his equally hot briefs. Leon stared just as much and his cock was really tugging at his briefs. Jasons body was well defined, with a nice six-pack that wasn’t of major muscle league, but was well tanned and clearly looked after. Jason spotted this, and said to Leon

‘This ain’t gonna be hard for long my friend, hehehe!’ Leon couldn’t help but wonder what this meant!

Jason went into his bedroom and came back in with a roll of duct tape and a ball gag.

‘Know where these go pal?’ Jason asked

‘I got no idea’ replied Leon

‘Well, the tape goes here’ Jason pulled off a strip of tape, and applied it across Leon’s mouth.

‘Where do you reckon the rope goes?’ Jason asked smugly, knowing Leon wouldn’t be able to answer!

Jason forced Leon to lie on his stomach and then sat across his back. Pulling Leon’s arms behind his back, he tied his elbows together tightly, and then his wrists. There wasn’t any way he could get out of this! Turning around, Jason then tied Leon’s knees together and then his ankles. To finish, he pulled Leon’s legs up and tied his ankles to his wrists.

Getting up, Jason stepped back to admire his handiwork. In the space of 15 minutes, he’d managed to tie up a really horny 24 year old wearing nothing but a pair of tight pants! Jason couldn’t wait for the rest of the day! Jason got out the camera and started snapping some pics.

Jason knelt back down and started to stroke Leon’s body, making himself and Leon really hard.

‘Hey you love this! Let’s make this really fun!’ Jason chuckled and disappeared into his bedroom.

Leon could hear some shuffling about and wondered what on earth Jason was hunting about for, it could be anything! His wonder was short lived…Jason came back with a really odd looking plastic device with a padlock on it. Kneeling down beside Leon, Jason showed him up close and Leon immediately recognised this thing from some of the websites Jason had shown him. It was a chastity device to go on your cock and keep it from getting hard.

‘mmmmphhh’ was all Leon could manage

Jason rolled Leon onto his back and tugged at his pants. His cock sprang free, coated in warm, fresh precum. Jason stroked Leon’s cock, which responded by oozing more cum out.

‘I need this soft boi’ Jason said, and he started to rub up and down Leons cock. It took about 30 seconds for Leon to cum streams of white oozing liquid over Jason.

‘Very nice, very nice indeed. You’ll be giving me more of this over the next 2 days my boi!’ laughed Jason.

Now this meant Leons cock was exactly how Jason wanted it, soft. Jason pushed Leons now limp cock into the device, and put his ball sac into the rear of it, and clicked the two together. To finish, he put a padlock on it, and closed it. Then, Jason put the keys well within Leon’s sight to taunt him.

‘Hehe, you think I’m gonna be this easy?’ Jason said to Leon.

‘mmmmphhhhhhhmmmmmpphhhhh’ Leon responded with not much success.

Jason went to the sideboard and got out some superglue. He applied it to the padlock and the keylock. There was no way the padlock could come off now! Jason pulled Leon’s briefs back up and went to the bathroom.

Leon was beginning to regret this, he was tied up tightly and couldn’t do anything but roll around. He was gagged and couldn’t shout out, and he has his cock captured and couldn’t free it. Each time he started to get hard, it hurt!

Jason came back, and spent the next few hours and well into the night playing with Leon. Determined not to let him sleep, Jason taunted Leon all night, by letting him drop off to sleep, and then suddenly putting ice cubes in his pants. At about 3am, Leon started shouting out ‘ mmmmpptttttthhhh’ several times. Jason ripped off the gag asking Leon what he needed. The answer was simple – a piss.

‘Nope’ was the reply from Jason.

‘What do you mean, nope??’ asked Leon in disbelief

‘You wanna piss, you piss there!’ was the answer

There was no choice! Jason slapped on more tape and Leon couldn’t hold on any more – he just had to piss! He did that, and Jason laughed so much it must have hurt him. He then went into another room and didn’t come back until 6am. Leon spent the rest of the night lying in his own piss gagged and still tied up as tightly as he had been when he arrived earlier that day. The door knob rattled, and Leon woke round. Jason poked his head round to make sure Leon was OK.

‘See you later pal, I’m going to work!’ Jason shouted as he slammed the front door shut.

End of Chapter 02