Black seducer gives this white boy in stockings the deepest anal penetration of his life

One Hot Day in July

K. Nitsua. Copyright 2008 by the author.



Author s note: As with A Lot in Common Underneath this story is based on an anonymous reminiscence I found posted to the Net. Again my thanks to the original author.



This is a true story that happened many years ago.



It was an extremely hot July day in Texas and I was off work. My other half didn t have the same privilege so I had the house all to myself. I puttered around and ran some errands. After lunch I decided to take an early afternoon walk. Now a lot of people wouldn t dream of going out in the middle of a Texas summer with the temperature in the mid-90s but I ve always loved hot weather. Of course I dressed lightly - a plain white T-shirt black walking shorts white athletic socks and white sneakers dark baseball cap and sunglasses. Oh and underneath a Bike jockstrap to keep my butt cool and hold my goods in place. I hadn t started wearing jocks every day then even though I was already into them--had been ever since high school gym class.



Instead of heading out my own front door though I decided to walk in a neighborhood about five miles from my own home. I d always liked walking in different parts of the city especially subdivisions you never usually saw on foot. I was already somewhat familiar with this one because some good friends of ours lived there.



My partner Bob and I are pretty successful guys and like many gay couples patrons of the arts. We d given enough money to the local symphony that we were on their patrons list and got invited to a lot of their functions.



At one of these a pre-concert reception in a posh reserved lounge in the concert hall we d struck up a conversation with a big friendly bearded gentleman and really hit it off. I was thinking we d like to invite him to one of our all-male pool parties when he raised his hand and waved to someone behind us. We noticed the gold ring on his finger at the same moment he said Dear I d like you to meet Bob and Bill. A minute later we d found ourselves shaking hands with an impeccably dressed perfectly coiffed woman. This is my wife Deanna.



So our new friend Hank Bendix was a married man. Bob and I swallowed our disappointment and made small talk. As it turned out Deanna was as charming as her husband and we ended up hanging out together for the rest of the evening. Hank and Bob had a lot in common as they had both made their money in technology. Deanna and I found out we liked the same composers and disliked the symphony conductor whom we thought was cold and standoffish. There s nothing I like better than a music lover who ll dish and by the end of the evening our inhibitions loosened by some good wine Deanna and I were laughing so uproariously that Hank made some joke about my stealing his wife. Little did he know that Bob and I would rather have stolen him!



After that we not only continued to see each other at symphony functions but went out to dinner and the theater a few times always having a great time. Hank and Deanna never gave one hint that they cared that we were two men together which is not an attitude you can always count on among people in certain social circles. Looking back now I can see that what happened on that hot July day shouldn t have been a total surprise.



I wasn t planning on seeing them that day of course. I simply parked the car somewhere near where Hank and Deanna lived got out and started walking carrying a water bottle I d brought along to avoid dehydration. I d put on plenty of sunscreen so I was protected in that department.



About an hour later I had made my way back to where I had parked drenched in sweat walking quite a bit slower than when I d started out. My T-shirt had become practically transparent with perspiration half-revealing my furry chest beneath. As I neared my car I noticed the sound of a lawn mower some distance down the block. Now who the hell would be mowing the grass in the middle of a hot day like this?



I followed the sound of the mower and much to my surprise it seemed to be coming from the back yard of Hank and Deanna s house. Out of sheer curiosity I made my way around behind their home and there was Hank pushing a lawnmower. He was bare-chested dressed in khaki shorts and sturdy work boots.



Since we had never socialized with Hank and Deanna except at indoor events I had never up to that point seen him without a shirt on. It was a very pleasant sight. Hank as I said before was a big broad-shouldered man and I saw now that his chest was thickly coated with dark hair. His stomach stuck out a little bit but there was no way you could call him fat. In fact he was in really good shape. Not for the first time since we d met them I found myself idly wondering what if things were different--if I was single or Hank was gay or...



By this time Hank had noticed me standing watching him. With a look of surprise he shut off his mower and came over toward me his hand outstretched to shake mine. Bill he boomed out it s great to see you! You off work today?



Yeah I said as I shook his hand. I couldn t help saying Don t you use a lawn service? I knew Hank was home because he didn t have to work full time any more. The Bendixes were definitely one notch above us in the income department. Why was he doing his own mowing?



He scratched his head and grinned. I know it s crazy but I kind of like doing it myself. So what brings you to our neck of the woods?



I explained to him about liking to walk on really hot days. Hank shook his head. I guess we re two of a kind--a bit tetched. He led me over to a pair of nearby lawn chairs sitting on a shaded deck that projected from the back of the house. He motioned for me to have a seat. Can I get you anything to drink?



Well now that you mention it I responded I am pretty thirsty.



How about some iced tea?



Sounds good.



Hank smiled broadly. I could use some myself - be right back! He spun around and headed for his back door. It was then that I noticed a strip of elastic material peeking out above the back of the khakis he was wearing. I knew what it was at once--the waistband of a jockstrap.



Suddenly I started sweating again even though we were in the shade and I was sitting still. I told myself this was crazy--Hank was married and off limits. I was married. Still he was my friend he was big and built and he was wearing a jockstrap. My breath was coming fast and my heart was pounding. I felt excited and guilty all at the same time. Half of me wanted to get up and leave right now although I knew that would be rude. The other half wanted to see what would happen--to somehow let him know that I was wearing one too.



Hardly more than a minute passed before Hank reappeared carrying two large glasses of iced tea one of which he handed to me as he took the other lawn chair.



So Deanna s out shopping? I guessed.



She s up at our ranch Hank replied. I knew they owned hundreds of acres somewhere in West Texas family property that Deanna had inherited. I came back early to take care of some business today. She ll be here day after tomorrow. Till then I m batching it.



I smiled at the old-fashioned phrase. Sounds like fun.



Hank grimaced. It isn t actually. I get pretty bored by myself. End up doing crazy things like mowing the lawn in ninety-five degree heat. He smiled his teeth white and even through his beard.



We sat and drank our iced teas. I kept thinking so he s alone and wearing a jockstrap. I don t remember most of our conversation but I remember listening hard looking for some opening to broach the subject. Finally it came when Hank started talking about his college days when he had played football.



So I guess you still wear football gear.



Hank frowned puzzled. What do you mean?



I took the plunge. Looks like you re wearing a jock right now Hank. I pointed at his middle where a narrow white strip was still visible above his belted khakis.



His face cleared. Oh yeah. He seemed to take it totally in stride that a gay guy had been checking him out which only increased my liking for him. By now my cock was stirring in my own jock pouch. There was no use kidding myself-I wanted this man.



I suppose it s good when you re exercising or doing things like mowing the grass.



Hank said Not just when I mow the grass. I wear them all the time.



Really? I said surprised. I had no idea. You know I wear jocks pretty often especially when the weather s hot like this.



You wearing one now? Hank asked.



Well yeah sure.



What kind?



I grinned. I still stick with the old-fashioned kind. Bike all the way.



There was a long pause. We each took a swallow of tea looking out at the lawn. The air was hot and still and the sun was shining with dazzling brightness.



I d love to see yours.



At first I thought I hadn t heard him properly. What? I said like an idiot.



I saw his eyes through the dark glasses he was wearing. They were staring right into mine. I said I d love to see your Bike jock.



I swallowed once then said Only if I can see yours too.



He grinned. It s not a Bike.



I shrugged with elaborate casualness. That s okay.



We can t do this outside. Want to come on in?



His house was expensively furnished neatly kept. The interior was dark and cool after the blazing sun outside. We climbed the stairs and entered a small bedroom. The summer sun filtered in through the drawn curtain.



Hank took off his sunglasses and laid them on the end table. We faced each other in the semidarkness. A small expectant smile played across his face.



Now that I had Hank where I wanted him though I found myself getting cold feet. I shrugged with a casualness I didn t feel. Should we be doing this?



Hank said What do you mean?



We re both in relationships. With other people.



Hank nodded. Nothing s going to change Bill. You re a good friend but I m not in love with you. I m in love with Deanna and you re in love with Bob.



Yes.



And that s not going to change either right?



I swallowed hard. If we do this Hank it s going to be just a one-time thing. And your wife and my partner can never know about it.



Agreed.



And we ve got to play it safe.



Absolutely. I ve got condoms in the bottom drawer in the guest bathroom.



He raised his eyebrows and grinned with naughty glee like a little boy. I couldn t help laughing.



Now take that t-shirt off. Hank s voice was suddenly low and husky. I obeyed and suddenly he was in front of me unbuckling my belt and pinching one of my nipples making me gasp. You have a great body he said and pressed his lips to mine.



I thought I would remember every detail of the next couple of hours forever and it makes me sad that so much time has passed that I can t relive the whole thing. What I do recall is enough though.



I remember that our shorts and shoes came off very quickly but we kept our jocks on for quite a while. Hank buried his nose in the pouch of my Bike taking a long whiff before he began to lick my cock through the elastic material slowly thoroughly until the cloth was soaking. Only then did he pull aside the pouch and take my aching erection into his mouth. It only took me a short time after that to blast my load down his throat. To my surprise Hank took it all swallowing every drop.



I though we were going to play it safe I said. Hank smiled up at me.



I trust you Bill.



In fact I was clean. Hank had raised the stakes and I had to reciprocate. I knew just how to do it. Soon I had him on his stomach on the bed moaning as I soaked the fur between his ass cheeks with my spit before aiming for his tight little hole with my tongue. I grabbed and twisted the leg straps on his jock (I forget what kind it was) as I rimmed him. Hank groaned and thrashed and humped the bed.



Fuck me Bill he said.



I pulled him to his feet bent over with his elbows resting on the bed and slid into him from behind with my bare cock. I can still see it plain as day my hard shaft poking into the dark fur of his ass crack sliding in and out of his hole just above where the leg straps of his jock pale streaks above his tanned hairy legs met at the bottom of his meaty buttocks.



I finally got his jock off soon after that. (I d peeled mine off a while before.) I stuffed it into his mouth as he lay on his back on the bed holding his legs apart with his hands as I slid back into him. After that I just fucked his brains out-I couldn t hold back and it wasn t long before I blasted my load deep into his gut shouting so loud any neighbors who were home had to have heard. Bob was shaking with laughter as he pulled his jockstrap out of his mouth. He pressed it against mine in an attempt to gag my cries hissing Shh! while holding a finger to his lips.



He had me stay inside him then as he stroked himself to his own climax ropes of cum spraying across and matting the fur on his heaving chest as he gasped in delight. I licked his spunk off and fed it to him our lips and tongues tangling.



After that we lay in each other s arms completely spent talking quietly. Hank told me that Deanna knew of his bisexual tendencies and understood but that he hadn t acted on them for a long time. He wasn t into quickies with strangers and it was hard to meet people who might be interested in him.



You want to know the truth Bill? he said. I d kind of had my eye on you for a while but I didn t think anything could ever happen. When you showed up out of the blue this afternoon it was like the answer to my prayers.



That made me think of Bob for some reason and I started to feel sad and guilty. Hank sensed this and nodded. Bill if you want to not spend time with us for a while I understand.



I shook my head. If we suddenly stop being friends both Bob and Deanna will want to know why. It s better if we act like nothing s happened.



Hank said As far as I m concerned nothing s happened. This ll be our own little secret. You have my word.



It s so easy to act on impulse so hard to live with the consequences. No nothing terrible happened and no one found out. I found out how hard it was to live with a secret. I was racked with guilt for a while and Bob started asking if something was wrong. I told him no work was just getting me down.



I am evil I guess. Eventually it passed. The four of us continued just as before seeing each other at social events being good friends.



Hank and I never did it again together after that afternoon. A job relocation forced Bob and me to move to another city a few years after that. Aside from a postcard and a couple of e-mails shortly after the move we didn t keep in touch. For me it was easier not to.



Then one day we got a call from another old friend from the symphony patrons circle. Hank had collapsed in the lobby during the intermission of a concert. It was a massive heart attack. He died on the way to the hospital his wife at his side.



We flew back for the funeral. As I embraced Deanna pale and thin after the service we were both weeping. Of course I was grieving for her and her loss. But I was also grieving for mine.



I had never gotten a chance to hold Hank in my arms again or feel his great burly body next to mine.



Still time heals as they say. I still think of Hank with sad affection but the thought of him doesn t make me tear up any more. Thinking of Bob does though he only passed on a year and a half ago. We d been together over thirty years.



So now I m alone. It s not too bad most of the time-I still live in the house we shared. I m in good health and can take care of myself knock on wood.



But often in the evenings I sit in front of the silent dark TV and think about people I ve known who are gone. The memories are happy and sad so mixed together I don t know which is which. All I know is that I usually end up wanting to cry.



Of course most of the time I think about Bob. After all we had a lifetime of love for each other and I miss him every day.



Every so often though I think back to a hot July day long ago and taking a crazy walk in the sun and stopping by a friend s house for ice tea a friend who just happened to be by himself that day and who was mowing the lawn wearing a jock.



Wherever it is we re all going I hope there are hot sunny days there and jockstraps.



END

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Rest Stop Slut Ch. 01

It was foolish I knew to be driving in such weather. Few vehicles could be seen on the normally busy stretch of interstate which crossed a vast expanse of Western ranchland. While just a few inches of snow had accumulated so far the flakes were growing fatter and more numerous - and the forecast promised more. But I was not merely horny. Horniness could be taken care of at home with a simple jerk-off session I had transcended routine horniness and had entered a state of arousal and desire that demanded action. A sort of primitive directive had taken hold and was now in total control. The directive was simple: Get Dick Now.



I exited the highway after an hour and a half of coffee-fueled driving and pulled into the parking lot of the 1960 s era rest stop. Just the sight of it caused a stirring in my jeans a visual stimulation akin to porn. It was one of a vanishing breed most had been replaced by corporate facilities selling food and fuel. For a brief moment I mourned the loss of these informal playgrounds and was grateful that this place - long a favorite - still remained.



It s quirky angular lines recalled a bygone America one of exciting summer vacations and leisurely travel of history and adventure. Flanked by cast concrete picnic shelters the small Shed-style building housing the restrooms resembled a futuristic manor house with symmetrical dependencies. The architecture - the place itself - was in stimulating. Despite the cold I was nearly erect.



Mine was the only vehicle to be seen and the snow cover told me that just one vehicle had been here in the past hour. I held my cap against the wind as I trudged up the walk to the building and left a distinct and solitary track toward the metal door marked MEN. Its glossy orange paint had chipped and worn to reveal an equally jarring tint of aqua below. The maintenance level of the place was halfway between casual and flat-out neglected.



Inside a scratchy computer-generated voice issued forth a garbled stream of weather- and road-condition information. The monotone voice emanated as a public service from a speaker in the ceiling and reverberated from the concrete walls creating a sort of audio blanket that isolated this spot from the world outside.



I stamped my feet upon the dry tile floor the clumps of snow began to puddle as I stood and allowed my eyes to adjust to the interior which was dim compared to the brilliant white outside. As the room came into focus I perceived a dingy quality in keeping with the exterior a trash can near the door overflowed with paper towels while a dripping sink faucet enlivened the otherwise-still space.



The sink counter was on the wall opposite the entry scratchy mirrors of once-polished steel dimly reflected my form. I moved my hand to my crotch and watched as my reflection groped at the stiffened rod in my jeans. To my right the far wall of an adjacent and slightly larger area held two stalls and three urinals along its length.



I calculated my options. While it would be fun to stand a the urinals to display my swollen cock it was not likely that any fellow travelers would be showing up in the next two minutes. I walked to the corner stall and peeked in. The metal door swung easily and it was obvious that it no longer latched only part of the mechanism remained leaving a sizable hole in the door. Shreds and wads of toilet paper littered the floor the holder was empty. Faded graffiti depicted misshapen anatomical parts and various instructions for quickie sex: Show Hard for BJ and 8 - 10 pm 11/3 blink car lights twice . A re-located toilet paper holder had left screw holes in the panel which offered both stall occupants a good view of whatever might be going on next door.



Leaving the door hanging ajar I moved to the other stall which was adjacent to the urinals. Two discreet holes had been drilled in the panel for optimal viewing of man meat. Graffiti and paper littered this stall as well. I surveyed the toilet seat which was surprisingly clean and stepped inside. Closing the door I hung my jacket over the top and unbuckled my belt.



Dropping my jeans and shorts to my boots I enjoyed a surge of blood to my anxious cock and gave it a few playful strokes. I breathed deeply and inhaled the unique and intoxicating scent of industrial cleaning products mixed with a musky male scent hinting at piss sweat and shit. I tapped the length of my erection now rock-hard and reveled in its defiant response as it sprung even higher. My bladder was now asking for relief but I was reluctant to waste a load of piss by myself I would wait.



I sat down on the toilet and began to read the walls. I tugged at my balls as I read which only seemed to make me want to piss more. Stretching slightly I positioned myself at a slight angle and braced my feet against the door s frame. I shifted my attention to my dick which helped to diminish the need to piss. My eyes wandered upward to the sloping ceiling which held a row of clerestory windows beneath its highest point. Snow stuck to them creating a fuzzy sort of filtered light above the fluorescent glow of a lighting strip at the ceiling s center.



A muffled clunk snapped me out of my musings and started my heart racing. The unmistakable sound of a vehicle door slamming promised some kind of adventure - even if it was just purely voyeuristic.



From my position I could peer through the crack between the door and frame and catch a glimpse of anyone at the entry. I froze and strained to see who might walk in. After what seemed an eternity the metal door grated open and filled the space with a momentary increase of light. A short bearded man with a fireplug build stopped as I had done and stamped his feet. His cap and coat were covered with white the snow must be really coming down. After shaking himself of the snow he stared in my direction.



Could he see me? Surely he could see my feet but not me. His eyes must be adjusting to the light. I eased back into a sitting position as he walked toward the urinals. I leaned close to the partition and stared through the peep hole. He chose the center pisser and unzipped his pants.



A sturdy left hand tugged at his fly his right hand fumbled within. More tugging. His right hand produced a wad of flesh from his pants and the left hand dropped to his side allowing me a clear shot of his unit. Short and stubby as the man himself his dick was surprisingly fat. Was he erect? A heavy foreskin drooped from the tip. It was beautiful.



I moved slightly to get a view of his face. A heavy dark beard slightly wiry framed his round head. While not conventionally attractive the man was definitely good-looking. Was he playing with his dick or just impatient to pee?



As I craned closer the brim of my cap tapped the metal partition with a sound that betrayed me. I froze as the man looked my direction and smiled. He tugged at his pants again and produced his balls. Turning to face my peep hole he began to slowly masturbate.



Never having been shy to accept an invitation I jumped to my feet and hastily pulled my jeans most of the way up. I fumbled with the stall door. As I emerged the man broke into a wide smile apparently happy with what he saw.



You don t need to hurry he said There ain t nobody out there and it s just us in here.



I reached out and touched his beard as my other hand held my pants up. With both arms he pulled me close and expertly slid his tongue into my mouth. While I hadn t expected that I was aroused even further. His bushy beard excited my trim goatee the smell and taste of cigar smoke were tantalizing. Forgetting about my pants I reached up to press his face closer to mine I needed to take in all of his scent and probing tongue.



As his tongue darted about my mouth his short fat stubby dick began poking my balls. I squeezed my legs together as if to latch onto his tool and pull it inside me. My cock was upright and pressed into his flannel-clad belly. His grip around my chest tightened and for just a moment I felt a twinge of fear. He was certainly powerful despite his relatively short stature. For a moment he broke the kiss and stared deep into my eyes. I froze.



A strange warm sensation began around my balls and I realized he was pissing on me. I must have registered shock for he stopped and loosened his grip on me momentarily. I responded by pulling his face toward mine again the kissing and pissing resumed.



Without warning he pulled back again and began to hose me down spraying my face shirt and legs. Instinctively I dropped to the floor and opened my mouth to catch the salty stream. I gulped noisily as my mouth moved nearer and neared to his dick savoring the decadent and luxuriously forceful torrent. With one final maneuver my mouth fully encompassed his cock and I continued gulping until he was drained.



His beefy hands clasped the back of my head and buried my face into his furry crotch with a force that told me he was in control. His hips began to sway and soon he was pounding my face with a hypnotic pace that seemed to defy time itself. I became lost in the strong taste of piss combined with the sensation of the ample girth of his dick. It sent me into a cock-sucking fury I had never known before I was for the moment fully possessed by lust inhibition and a total stranger.



My tongue stroked every inch of his rod as he rhythmically fucked my face. It wrapped the shaft and probed his foreskin I pushed it back and drove my tongue into his piss slit. I freed one hand and reached for his balls squeezing them as I sucked and gulped. I used my teeth to gently torture his swollen head - a technique which rewarded me with unexpectedly early and repetitive blasts of thick salty juice.



As I lapped and swallowed the final drops I could feel his erection starting to subside. He stood silently as I toyed with him a while longer before I detected a slight tremor - a subtle shaking - in his frame. I released his now-wilted dick and looked up into his furry face.



To be continued...

Hairy-ass guy fucks his eager boyfriend, gives him a mouthful of cum and takes a nasty sperm swap

Defiance Ch. 04

He had never been a particularly kind master. With his every wish and thought granted he had attained a disturbing amount of arrogance at a very young age. He had killed before in cold blood. He had ruined the lives of those who dared call him friend because of some imaginary dishonour they might have done him. Rape was as common to him as breathing.



Tanis the younger brother second in line for the throne the spare knew only too well that he was kept alive as insurance. He had been kept under heel since birth to ensure him amiability. No one wanted the second in line to have a back bone less his start to have delusions of grandeur.



Tanis had watched his brother the man he would one day have to bend his knee to with growing concern. Their father was blind to Christian s cruelty. He seemed to have convinced him self that his eldest son s wrong doings were merely acts of boisterousness that the arrogance was pride and the other gleaming imperfections were too slight and unworthy of notice.



Watching him stalk into the court bedraggled and five days late for his audience with their sire Tanis could not help but wonder if their father would finally have his say with his wayward son. Everyone at court had heard the rumours of what Christian had done to the baron s bastard son. Tanis unsuccessfully tried to keep back his smile. Such an unworthy foe yet he had caused so much intrigue. Tanis had met the half blood once years ago before he had attained his first blood. Even then he remembered looking down at the outlandish young man. Tate had been polite and clearly well educated for a bastard but one need only glance at him to guess he would never attain his first blood. Tanis wondered if the half-blood had proved them all wrong. The prince favoured his bandaged right hand. Had he been attacked and if so who else would dare but the rebel bastard?



His pale blue eyes flicked briefly over Tanis but there was no warmth in his gaze. The younger man looked away quickly. He had made it a point to seem as unthreatening and unassuming as possible since childhood. He doubted it would take much on his behalf to anger his elder brother into doing something to him. The king had other younger sons Tanis was not so important that he could not be replaced.



You are late. The king said his grizzled voice carrying easily over the court room as he lent forward in his throne his light eyes fixed sourly on the prince.



Christian dropped to one knee and bowed his head rigidly. Forgive me my lord a matter of urgency kept me away.



We have heard. Did you manage to catch your bastard Christian?



Tanis looked up in surprise. He was not the only one gaping. The king had just openly mocked his golden child. It only showed just how displeased he was. A quiet wave of laughter passed through the court. Tanis saw Christian s fist clench and wondered what poor soul would pay for his humiliation.



A tense quiet passed over the court as the prince continued to stare at his boots. Suddenly he lifted head and stared at the king for a long moment before a huge smile broke out on his face. He chuckled good naturedly and shrugged. Truthfully my lord he got away fro me. He stood without invitation and approached the throne. He stepped beside the king and spoke quietly into their father s ear. Many emotions rolled over the king s features settling at last with a look of grudging acceptance. You are young Christian and therefore mistakes are going to be made. The king smiled very slightly. You are forgiven.



Of course he is Tanis thought as he watched Christian drape him arm possessively over their father throne as he stepped behind the old man and looked out at the court. He could only be grateful that Christian had not caught up to the unfortunate young man that had caught his eye. He just preyed for the half-blood sake that he never did.



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A month had passed since Tate had escaped the only home he had ever known. During that time he had travelled among the tinkers a people he had previously and wrongly believed were weak willed and filthy. Once again his bigoted upbringing had been sorely misleading. The Gypsies were the kindest and most worthy people Tate had ever known. Their love for one another and the simple lives they lived was a breath of fresh air for him. They didn t believe in killing and their arguments were not solved with violence. They were far from soft but they were certainly pure or so they seemed to Tate who had been brought up amidst a torrent of death and cruelty.



Almost all of them had accepted Tate easily into their tribe not pushing him about his past or the circumstances that had landed him with them. He had refused to offer his name and everyone with the exception on Lucas had respected his wishes. Lukas had been somewhat difficult to put off in some other areas as well but his advances had not and Tate realised never would become too forceful.



He thought briefly of Christian as he sat silently beside a happily talking Lukas and wondered if he was really free of the other man. Surely the princeling had lost his scent after so much time? He would have had to go back to his kingdom and face the wrath of the king he had forced to wait for him. Tate was free and safe. He should have been able to relax.



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Christian pushed past the guards half hoping they would try to stop him so he could finally let free his anger and frustration. He had lost him lost him because of the dithering old fool he was forced to bend his knee to.



Fortunately for the guards they did not try to interfere. Christian snatched the silver key from around one of their thick neck and let him self into the high tower room shutting the door firmly behind him.



A tall thin figure sat staring out between wide open windows. His face tilted upwards pointedly ignoring the prince s presence as he seemingly studied the wide open skies. The prophet could always be found in the same position looking out at the heavens reaching for the unattainable.



The night sky is most particularly breath taking tonight is it not Miliananious? He asked brightly.



Two milky white eyes turned unseeing in his direction. Why have you come to see me Christian?



I thought you were the prophet. Why not tell me? If Christian was not so painfully aware of Miliananious true nature he might have found the prophet breathe taking. Hair as black as midnight and skin as smooth and as brown as an apple seed. Christian had known the prophet all his life just as his father had and his father s father before him. In that time the prophet had not aged a year. A constant youth yet one need only look into his blinded eyes and no man would mistake him for anything but ancient.



The chains attached to the prophet s wrists rattled loudly as he fumbled for a chair. He stared out at Christian his expression sorrowful as it always was. You would know your destiny my lord? He shook his head and laughed quietly. I could at least respect your grandfather Christian at least he was not stupid enough to ask me so directly. How do you know I won t lie?



I know my destiny creature. I come seeking someone I would have you find him for me.



The prophet shifted his head his sightless eyes turning back towards the window as he reached out and traced the lines of his chains. If there is one so fortunate to escape your grasp what makes you think I would agree to find him for you?



Because I will be king one day Miliananious but unlike my father before me I have no respect for what you once were. All I see before me is what you are now blind weak hobbled and trapped in the body of a mortal man. Do as I say else I ll take away your window I ll throw you in the dungeons and wrap you in chains so heavy you wont be able to so much as move. You think you have no freedom now you are wrong.



The creature continued staring at him without really seeing him. You are a cruel man. He said at last very softly.



Strength can often be mistaken for cruelly. Many must have thought you were cruel before my grandfather put you in your place.



My place? The prophet shook his head and laughed very quietly. He didn t put me in my place Christian he stole my life.



Christian was quickly growing bored with the animals whining. Find my slave creature. Find Tate De Vann else I will finish what my Grandfather started all those years ago and I really will take your life.



He bowed his head very slightly and looked back out of his window. Ah I see him now this Tate De Vann. A half-blood and a bastard. He has great courage Christian I can see why you would want him.



It s not his courage that interests me creature.



I think you are wrong young one. He is fair even I can see that but there are those that are fairer men and women who would happily couple with you. No it s his courage that has retained your interest. You cannot suffer such courage such nobility in one so seemingly helpless. You seek to crush him to make him into what you think he should be.



And what prey tell would that be?



A shell empty and hollow. You need to see him reduced to that state it s the only way you can feel alive it s the only way you can feel like a man.



His anger flared and he saw red. He caught the blind creature by his brittle wrists and dragged him out of his seat. His hands dug into the slight shoulders as he shook the prophet with all the strength thrilling in the way his head rattled back and forth like a rag doll. I am a man I will be king. Everyone wants to be me they admire me one and all. You are a beast grounded and shackled. I am a MAN! he threw the snivelling thing away from him satisfying in the quiet moan the other emitted as he hit the cold stone floor. Tell me where he is? he demanded trying to control his fury as he spoke very quietly.



He travels with a tribe of Gypsy s. Miliananious voice was barely more than a whisper. He s headed towards the southern planes.



The prince turned on his heels and stalked out of the room. Starve him! Christian demanded as he passed the prophets guards. No food for a week. Close the windows and tighten his shackles. Do as I say or suffer my wrath.



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Tate noticed that Robert was watching him again and involuntarily looked away unsure why the other man made him feel so uneasy. He was kind to Tate in a distant detached sort of way. Certainly he had never tried to hurt him before yet he couldn t shake the uneasy feeling that the older man disliked him. It made him feel like an unwanted interloper so he avoided him when he could though in such tight surroundings it was difficult.



Tate watched as Lucas greeted his brother smiling warmly as he the younger man shared some joke or secrete. Tate had never got on well with his brothers. Their differences had been too great and they had shunned him. He almost envied Lucas their closeness. The tinker must have sensed he was being watched. He looked up and noticed Tate and with a great smile on is face he gestured him over to join them.



It would have been easy for an idle observer to mistake Robert and Lucas as twins but after spending so much time with them their slight difference started to become painfully obvious. Lucas was the taller of the two barely his eyes were darker his complexion slightly more ruddy. He had a richer voice and in Tate s opinion was probably the better fighter though such things were unimportant to the Tinkers.



We re nearing a town Lucas said excitedly. He wrapped his arm around Tate s waist and pulled him close. It s been too long I can hardly wait.



Which town? Tate asked unsuccessfully trying to dislodge Lucas s arm.



The older man noticed and smiled crookedly as he tightened his hold. Itaery it s just a little south of here. Do not fear Shantran the people there possess skin with some colour. You won t stand out. He smiled wickedly and lifted an unprepared Tate off his feet spinning him around and letting go laughing as he stumbled. Besides my mother thought of a way to make you blend in.



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Tate had just about had enough. Bad enough that he had allowed them to wipe paints and the gods only knew what else on his face and hands but now they were tying his hair in little knots adding small trinkets and beads that chimed every time he moved his head. No more! He stormed causing mother and daughter to flinch back. He instantly regretted frightening them even more so when he saw the angry look in the older woman s eyes. I m sorry I didn t mean to yell. He said quickly before she exploded. He had seen her yell at her children before and as amusing as it had been to watch he really didn t want to be on the receiving end of her temper.



Her mouth closed with an audible click as she glared furiously at him. If you re going to have a tantrum Tate I ll send you outside to sit with Rose otherwise sit back down and let us finish!



He didn t want to insult anyone and he was grateful for all their help but he couldn t shake off who he was and if he was honest with self dressing in such bright colours and decorating his hair and face made him feel like he was less than a man. He could just imagine what his countrymen would say if they could see him now. I think we ve done enough. He said softly and with a smile he didn t feel. No one would recognize me now. He meant it to. He had no mirror to examine him self in but if he looked anything like Lukas he knew he would have looked completely different to his former self.



Mother Tana said before her mother exploded. He s right he already looks as much like us as likely ever going to. Besides his hairs too fine to completely braid it will only fall out and make a mess of him. She stood up and made a show of inspecting him abruptly reaching out and laughingly tugging his hair. You look like a real man now Tate. She told him with a huge smile



the irony was not lost on him. He forced another smile of his own and stepped outside. The moment he reached the bottom step a hand slapped gently over his eyes momentarily blinding him. He fought down panic and gently reached up to disengage Lukas s hand. Guess who? Lucas breathed in his ear.



Why do you keep doing that? Tate asked his annoyance plain.



Because I enjoy making you jump. He laughed and walked around Tate. And I like your scowl. Now then let s have a look at you. He swept his gaze up and down the length of Tate s body grinning brightly as the younger man fidgeted. Only you could make such colour and splendour look sour.



What s that supposed to mean? He asked walking around Lukas and heading towards his wagon.



I m just being honest. Lukas looked surprisingly angry. You look like your barely containing the urge to throw your self in a puddle of mud just to hide how you look. Do you find all of us so distasteful?



For a moment Tate was speechless but then he turned furiously on Lukas and poked him hard in the chest. Damn it Lukas I m trying my best! I doubt you d fair any better among my people.



Your father s people you mean. He said almost jeeringly. And I dare say you re right. After all I ve no stomach for murder. They d think me a weak willed thing I ve no doubt of that.



Tate felt sick and bewildered. How had things ended in an argument between them? They had barely spoken two words to one another and now it looked like they were going to come to blows. He shook his head and ran his hands idly through his hair. What do you want from me Lukas? He asked eventually staring thoughtfully at the elder man.



Lukas stared back at him for a moment before he let out a joyless bark of laughter. May the gods take you Tate the one time I try to draw your venom and you ve none to give!



Tate made a rude hand gesture at Lukas and this time Lukas s laugh was genuine. He shook his head ruefully and reached out to Tate wrapping his arm around the small of his back and pulling him close. Before Tate could protest the elder man bent down and kissed him solidly on the lips. Tate made a muffled protest that grew more agitated as he heard the cat calls and giggling behind him. Lukas drew back after a few more moment but he didn t loosen his hold. You have lovely eyes Tate He said quietly.



Right Tate said feeling completely mystified. One minuet they re arguing and then the next they re kissing. Thank you. He added as an after thought unsure what else he could say but acutely aware that Lukas wasn t letting go of him.



You have a wagon for that sort of thing. Tana commented as she breezed by them. She wiggled her eyebrows at them and Tate felt his cheeks flair.



Get off. He hissed.



Manners my friend.



Get off please! he snapped but he couldn t help the smile on his face. Lukas pulled a pained expression but he let him go eventually walking off with an exaggerated slump in his shoulders.



Tate turned away with a barely suppressed laugh that caught in his throat when he noticed that Robert was staring at him from the door way of their wagon. Their eyes met momentarily before Robert stepped back inside the small door. Tate stared after the young gypsies and decided there and then that he would make sure he was never left alone with the other man. There was something in his expression that reminded him quite distinctively of a man he would rather not remember.



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Tanis walked slowly to the top of the spiralling stairs his hands clasped firmly to the tightly packed bundle in his arms. The two guards on duty stared at him with unfriendly eyes as he attempted to step between them. The elder of the two reached out and grabbed his arm before he could pass. Tanis looked down at that hand and back at the soldier. Release me. He said icily.



The guard let go reluctantly. Apologies sire but Prince Christian said no one is permitted to pass.



Well prince Tanis is telling you to let him through. Tanis could see the look in the elder mans eyes and he didn t like it. It s as much my birthright as his to see the prophet. Unless you take my brothers word over the kings I would advise you to move aside.



That did it. The guard moved but Tanis could see it was a near thing. He waited until he was inside before he released the shaky breath he was holding. A figure in the dim light turned its head sharply at the noise staring out amid a curtain of knotted black hair. Two eerily white eyes blinked owlishly in his direction causing him to take a halting step backwards. It was so dark inside the high tower that all he could make out were those terribly white orbs and a tall huddled over figure. For a moment I thought Christian had come back to taunt me the old one said self mockingly his voice shockingly loud in the otherwise silent tower. Treslin saw a flash of his startlingly white teeth and realised the old one was smiling at him. You and he share very similar blood but entirely different souls I see. You re brothers?



Yes. He whispered stepping closer. My name is Tanis.



Ah yes. Of course. The second born. Why have you not seen fit to visit me before now young prince?



Truthfully great one you frighten me. He looked down at the battered and beaten frame that contained such ungodly power trapped beneath a cage of human skin and bone. Not for the first time he wondered how his grandfather could have taken such power for him self.



You fear me young one? But I am helpless and under your control. Command me child tell me your desires! The venom in his voice was thunderous. Tanis gathered his courage and placed the basket at the creature s feet before hastily backing away. You think you can bribe me with food? the ancient one asked in surprise. He let out a shallow bark of laughter as he pushed it aside with the toe of his shabby boots. I ve not yet fallen so low.

I wasn t... he swallowed and tried again. It isn t supposed to be a bribe. I heard Christian talking telling who ever would listen to him what he had done to you. I knew someone would suffer his displeasure after what the baron s bastard did to him. I promised my self I would try to help that unfortunate person. Truthfully if I had known – he gestured uselessly at the blind one. The food is little or nothing but I honestly have nothing else to offer.



The creature twisted his head at an odd angle that no human would find comfortable. Come back to see me tomorrow. He said it was not so much a request as it was an order. Tanis didn t say anything more he could not find his tongue.



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Light fingers traced circles over his back and between his shoulder blades causing Tate to shift slightly still half a sleep as he became aware of the feather light sensations running across his body. A warm hand closed over his waist as the other caressed the back of his neck. He smiled as the hand reached up and began to play with his hair. You re supposed to be keeping your hands to your self. Tate said unsuccessfully trying to sound irritated.



Then you should have slept with your shirt on.



It was too hot I m not used to such heat.



A hand reached over his chest and tweaked his nipple playfully. Excuses Shantran they bore me.



I ve noticed. The hand moved lower sliding over his stomach and down towards the band of his thin hoses. What are you doing Lukas?



His ear was enveloped in hot wetness as Lukas nibbled softly at his lobe. I was hoping to arouse you enough that you might allow me to ravish you. Is it working?



No!



The hand moved lower down into his light cotton trousers. He felt a dry chuckle in his ear. It feels like its working. Tate let out a loud gasp unable to stop him self from bucking forward. Do you want me to stop? No? I didn t think so. So then little Shantran have you ever been with a man? He pressed his finger into Tate s mouth. Suck he said breathlessly. Lost in the bliss of the moment Tate did as he was bid. A moment later Lukas pulled his hand away and Tate felt pressure against his small hole. Relax Lukas commanded gently as he pushed in all the way to his knuckle all the while keeping up a steady motion of Tate s dick. So tight so I suppose that answers my question for me but then I did already know that didn t I? Tate jumped as the light material of his trousers were ripped open. He felt cold liquid pressed against his hole followed shortly by another finger. He let out a loud gasp not resisting as Lukas positioned Tate s leg up over his powerful thigh. Last chance Shantran do you want me to stop?



I God s I yes stop stop now!



Are you sure?



Tate couldn t think straight. The wonderful feelings running through his body seemed to be sapping away all of self restraint. Suddenly he couldn t understand why he was so averse to being touched. He d been with women before and the truth was he had never felt nearly as wonderful or overwhelmed by any of them. The other man seemed to have his best interests at heart he certainly wasn t Christian. He wasn t controlling or violent he wasn t trying to force Tate into something he didn t want.



He heard an amused snort in his ear. By the gods Tate you think far too much! Yes or no man but tell me quickly I m only mortal after all!



In answer Tate lifted his laced hands over the elder mans neck and positioned his head backwards. Lucas took up the invitation instantly and pressed his lips firmly but gently against Tate s. He shifted slightly and Tate felt the blunt end of Lucas s cock pressing against his hole. With lips firmly latched onto the half-bloods Lucas pressed forward forcing his tool into and past Tate s opening.



It hurt more than Tate expected it to but Lucas was slow and gentle. With one hand he continued working the smaller mans dick whilst he moved the other slowly up and down Tate s stomach caressing his skin tenderly whilst he whispered quiet endearments into his mouth. He broke their kiss abruptly and positioned him self closer to Tate s back. His hand latched onto the younger mans leg as he forced Tate to open them further apart. The half-blood let out a small grunt when Lukas pushed the rest of the way into him but he didn t try to push him away.



They stayed as they were for what felt like a long time as Lucas allowed Tate the time he needed to adjust to having Lucas s large tool inside of him. Eventually the elder man began to move slowly in and out of Lukas and soon the pain was replaced with a feeling unlike any he had ever experienced. It came as a shock to him when he realised that he was the one making the loud moaning noises. He tried to quieten him self down but the things he was feeling were almost too much for him to bear. His orgasm was almost painful in its intensity and as he shot forward Lucas began to speed up behind him. He pounded into Tate s exhausted form before shooting his seed deep inside the younger man. He fell forward onto Tate s back and chuckled into his hair. I knew you d let me ravish you eventually. He said gloating only a little.

Young foureyed twink is giving a blowjob for a couple of young cocks

Boy-Toy Ch. 01

Chapter 1: The Interview



Audition for boy toy. Wanted young twenties low fat little hair to serve the needs of several men for weekend get-away. Audition a must. Email if you fit the description and are interested. Must send photo.



That s it. That s all the ad said. What excited me the most was the word several. Three Four...More?!?! Being a swimmer I fit the description to a tee. 5 9 145 lbs and very little hair due to swim team regulations. I was perfect for the job.



Now I ve always loved women the way they feel smell etc but sometimes a guy wants to switch places and be the object of attention to be the slut to be the very tool you could say to bring another man to orgasm. That s me. When I am with a girl I am very much the aggressor the dominant one but I switch roles when I m with a guy. I love to be grabbed and talked dirty too and called a slut. I like to be used. This ad was just what I wanted.



I quickly emailed my response to the email address provided and included several pictures. I then lay down on my bed and masturbated to the made up images of what this would be.



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Two days later I received an email response saying that they would like to interview me. They gave me directions to a local hotel suite and provided me with a room number with a date and time to be there. The date and time was for tomorrow Wednesday night.



I was so excited.



The next day I primped my self by shaving off all of my body hair washing extra good and doing myself up right. I dressed in some shredded jeans a Hollister t-shirt and some sandals. No underwear for today. What was the point?



I showed up at the Hotel and went up to the 6th floor to the room number that was provided. I was so nervous. What if this was a joke a prank something of that nature. But the idea of being interviewed by several men was too good of an opportunity to pass up.



I knocked and waited. A man in his mid-thirties answered the door and asked Mark?



I acknowledged and he stuck out his hand. Great to meet you. I m Mitch. He was a little taller than me about 6 tall in average shape. He looked like he hit the gym a couple times a week but was far from a muscular guy. Hair still brown and above average looks. He was dressed in a Golf Shirt and some khaki slacks.



He invited me in and ushered me towards the living area of this large hotel suite. There were two couches one a full length the other a love seat situated in a 90 degree angle and a single seat couch facing the others. It appeared that normally there was a coffee table situated in the middle but they had moved it to the far side of the room. Guess I know where the interview was to take place.



He had me sit in the one seat couch and he himself sat down on the love seat next to a companion of his. There were a total of four men here. All in their middle to late 30 s it appeared and all dressed in very nice business casual clothes.



Mitch introduced his associates. On the small couch with him was Charles. Charles appeared although hard to tell as they were sitting down to be the tallest of the group. A little thinner than the rest starting to lose his hair but not in a way that made him seem unattractive. He kept the rest of his hair shorter so as not to draw to the hair loss situation. He was barely average in the looks department as well.



On the larger couch were John and Alex. Alex was definitely the stockiest of the four with a short cut haircut. His demeanor and looks reminded me of ex-military. John was actually a really good looking man who appeared to be the oldest of the four but still had dark hair and chiseled features.



They explained that they were attorneys who although happily married did a quarterly retreat be it to the beach somewhere skiing camping etc. It was meant as an escape from their daily grind and a chance for them to do things they couldn t normally do with their wives. For each of these trips they would bring with them some entertainment as one would call it to totally serve their needs be it cooking cleaning or sexual.



They then told me that I would be thoroughly examined to make sure that I fit their qualifications and that I would be someone that the other gentleman going on the retreat would enjoy as well. (More? More than 4? Amazing.)



Alex said Enough with the introductions. Stand up and take off your clothes. Let s see what you look like.



How exciting stripping for these men. Now I don t know if I mentioned it but when it comes to being used by men it s just that men. I don t want to be with boys. I want older men.



I stood up and removed my shirt and kicked off my sandals. I then proceeded to undo my pants and slowly take them off letting my semi hard cock come in to view. They sat there staring at me and John and Mitch both leaned forward and they all began looking at each other and smiling saying things that I couldn t quite hear.



Mitch told me to walk over to him. I walked over to him and stood before him. He then had me turn around so he could get a good look at my ass. Now I am VERY proud of my ass. Due to my swimming it s nice and round a lot like a girl s ass but very firm. I felt one of his hands start rubbing on my ass and them saying how great it was. Here I was naked in front of 4 clothed men and they were examining me like I was a cut of steak. By now I was fully hard and barely anything had happened yet.



He then told me to turn around and he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me towards him making me straddle him. He then took my head in his hands and began kissing me. It was a soft kiss and it felt great. His stubble sent chills down me as we kissed his hands caressing my back as well as the back of my head. I then felt Charles grabbing my ass as I was kissing Mitch. I slowly started rocking back and forth riding Mitch as we made out.



Charles grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to him. Flopping like a cheap whore being tossed between two men I quickly repositioned myself so that I was straddling Charles as he began to kiss me. I guess this was the kissing part of the audition but I loved it. Men and women kiss so different. As I was kissing Charles who kissed a little bit like a snake I felt Mitch s hands on me rubbing up and down my back and then I felt another set of hands on my back.



Arms were put underneath my arms and lifted me off the couch. It was Alex. He turned me around and looked me right in the face grabbed my ass and said don t get used to all this gentle kissing slut we re going to examine you inside and out. This is just the beginning.



With that he sat back down on the couch pulling me on top of him and he began to aggressively kiss me biting at my lip pulling on it slapping my ass. I was riding him now like a bitch in heat. I was so turned on and they weren t even out of their clothes yet.



He then grabbed me on either side of my face and said Go make out with John so he can see how the whore kisses and then we can really see how good that pretty mouth of yours is.



I crawled on the couch to John and straddled him. Wow he really was attractive. He reached up and slowly put his hand behind my head and pulled me to him. The kiss was ecstasy. We kissed for a little bit and then he scooted a little bit towards Alex with me on his lap and he looked in my eyes and told me he wanted to get a better look at my ass. I started to get up but he told me to just lie across him. I did and this put my head right in Alex s lap.



He started caressing my ass gently at first but then came the grabbing and cupping gentle and rough slaps. I felt his hands running up and down my inner legs and my back just feeling my tanned skin. I felt the others two also rubbing on my body. Fingers were running up the crack of my ass hands were all over the back of my body and voices described what a hot slut I was. While this is going on the side of my face is lying on Alex s lap face towards him and he s grabbing the other side of my head and humping his cock against my face. I hear him saying how he can t wait to split me. I hear the other guys laugh and say well let us have a chance at him first!



I feel arms around my waist and I am picked up and now standing facing Mitch. He is now naked and before I get a chance to look at him he s kissing me full on bodies together cocks rubbing together and he s passionately kissing me. I then feel the head of another cock in my lower back and a mouth on my shoulder. I assume due to where the cock s hitting me that this is Charles. But really I don t care. The mouths on my skin the sandwich that our bodies have created with me being the proverbial meat all make me feel as though I ve found heaven and I don t want to leave.



Mitch is kissing on my nipples as I hear Charles whisper in my ear Enough of you being the center of attention boy. Get on your knees and suck our cocks faggot. I slowly go down to my knees but these men don t pull back to allow me down easily so their cocks slide up my skin as I go down.



Once on my knees they regroup and both get in front of me. Both men have great cocks. Both around 7-7.5 inches but as different as can be. (You know how cocks can all look different) Mitch s cock is great with a slight upwards curve his is very reminiscent of Peter North s cock just not THAT big. Charles s is a little longer and wide but more flat and wide as opposed to being completely circular.



I grabbed each cock and started stroking immediately. I couldn t take my eyes off of them. I took turns going back and forth using my lips and the tip of my tongue on the heads of their cocks. When I got to Mitch s he grabbed my head and shoved his cock all the way back. I started bobbing on his cock like my life depended on it. Charles was inching closer to my face obviously not intent with just a hand job and was rubbing his cock on the side of my face while I sucked off Mitch. I then switched and repeated.



I really went crazy going back and forth trying to stick both cocks in my mouth rubbing them on my face and I felt another cock slapping me on the head from behind. I leaned my head back while holding on to the other cocks and got a pair of balls from John on my forehead. I playfully licked the underside of his cock that seemed about the same length just a little thinner than the other guys but not in a bad way and then shifted so that now Charles was in the middle John on my left and Mitch on my right. These guys went at it. They pulled me from cock to cock. They would shove two cocks at a time in my face. They would lean my head back and slap my face like I was some porn slut. If they didn t have a cock in my mouth they were bent over feeling my ass or back or pinching my nipples.



Then I heard him. Alex. My turn.



They all laughed and I turned surrounded by cocks like a cum-slut in a suck off competition and saw him sitting on the couch naked legs spread stroking what looked like a 9 or 10 inch cock. Who knows they all look bigger from the underside but still this cock was huge. I couldn t stop staring. These other guys were still rubbing on me with their cocks and feeling me up but that s the cock I wanted right now. I started to get up and Alex said No. Crawl bitch.



I let go of everything else and got down on all fours and crawled to him. I came between his legs and started licking his balls while he continued to stroke his wonderful cock. He held it against my face and told me to look at him while I cleaned his balls. I then propped myself up and licked up his entire cock. I took it from him and began licking the shit out of his cock. I then took it in my mouth and starting blowing this cock of life like there was no tomorrow.



I was so happy I was wiggling my ass back and forth like a bitch in heat. I took my mouth off of his cock but continued to stroke it as I looked back to the other guys who were now playing with my ass. I said to them I thought I was a fuck toy? Fuck me! Use me!



That s all they needed I felt a cock head at the entrance to my ass and pushed back. With hands on my hips my unseen molester entered me fast and quick. The air escaped from me as I cock in hand buried my head in Alex s lap cock resting on my head as I was assailed from behind. I looked back to see John going at me like the whore I am. Alex grabbed my head and yelled Did I tell you to stop sucking my cock bitch?



I immediately went back to sucking his cock...happily of course.



I tried to make it a good blow job but John kept ramming into me so that if the air didn t escape from me from the force of his thrust I would momentarily be frozen in shockwaves of ecstasy. John pulled out and I went back to Alex s cock sucking it in my mouth as far and as fast as I could get it and then licking the underside and rubbing my lips up and down the sensitive underside while stroking him. I would slap his cock against my face while looking him in the eye.



The other two guys took their turns filling my ass with their cocks as I worshiped Alex s amazing cock. I did notice that none of them came. I looked up and saw them standing around me stroking their cocks and that s when Alex got up and forcefully brought me to my feet. He took me to the side of the couch and bent me over the arm of the couch. I felt his hands on my hips as he aimed his monster at the opening of my ass. He used one of his hands to rub his cock up and down the crack of my ass and then without warning shoved his cock into my willing ass.



Mitch came and lied down on the couch scooting himself towards me so that his cock was in my face. He shoved it in and again I was filled with two cocks. This went on for a while me being molested these men having their way with me like I was a breathing fuck doll and I never wanted it to end.



Alex then pulled out of my ass as it gasped in dissatisfaction at being empty again. He lay down on the ground and pulled me on top of him. I immediately impaled myself on his throbbing butt plug and sat up riding him eyes closed in pure lust. I heard him say John time for the lube.



Lube? What did they need lube for? They had each had their cocks in me. They all were able to fit. I was unsure of what was going on but was told to keep fucking. So I did. I fucked my cock throbbing hard ready to burst.



Alex pulled me towards him so that I was laying on him with his cock in my ass and he whispered Ready for the second cock?



I felt lube being rubbed on my ass and finally understood. I was to be double stuffed. They had been working my ass open so that they could double stuff me. I came. Right then.



John crouched behind me like a dog mounting his bitch and slowly started to work his cock along my ass pushing and rubbing using his fingers till finally his cock popped in. The pain was intense but there was no reprieve. They got into a rhythm and eventually the pain turned to pleasure. Intense pleasure. I could feel that I was getting hard again. I lay sandwiched between these men while they pistoned their cocks in and out of my ass. Meanwhile Mitch and Charles got on their knees and scooted in close to me. Both bucking their hips forward their cocks were right in my face. I opened my mouth and they both fed their cocks to me at the same time. For a brief moment I had four cocks in me. God I m such a slut. They all cheered as this happened and then one by one got off of me and had me get on my knees. Kneeling in between them I went back to sucking their cocks being pulled off one and gagged with another. The names the insults the cocks. What rapture. What joy!



John was the first. I didn t see him cum but as I had a hand on both Mitch and Charles s cocks and Alex s beast was stretching out my mouth the hot wetness that I felt splattering against my back and the back of my head could only come from him. Alex told me to clean John and I turned around and took his cock in my mouth and cleaned the cum from his still hard cock. Charles grabbed my chin and turned me towards him in time for him to unload on my face. He shot a lot and with him furiously jerking his cock it went in my hair my face my chest shoulders and some into my mouth.



Mitch came up and told me to open up. I placed my hands on his legs rubbing my hands up and down his thighs as I sat with my eyes looking up at him and my mouth open ready for his load. He let out a low grunt and shot thick ropes of cum into my mouth. After five big spurts I took his cock in my mouth. I sucked him for a few seconds when I felt Alex unloading on the right side of my face and on my shoulders. I took Mitch out of my mouth and went to work on cleaning up Alex. Not a single one of them had bad tasting cum.



Alex pulled his cock out of my mouth. They were all remarking on how much of a cum-slut I was. I sat there wiping cum off of my face and body and shoveling it into my mouth with my left hand while stroking my cock with my right hand.



They made me lie on the floor and jerk off while they watched. I came so hard that even cumming a second time I still managed to have some of my own cum fly up and land on my face and chest. I ate my own cum as these guys cheered me on.



After cleaning up they while laughing in disbelief told me that I had the job and that they would pick me up Friday if I wanted to join them. I was saying yes please!?!? before they had a chance to finish asking me. I asked them what I should pack and they said Don t worry we ll take care of that. Just make sure you are cleaned and shaven. We ll call you on Friday to let you know what time we ll be there. Plan on early.



With that I left to go home where I arrived stripped and jerked off again.



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Next Chapter: Boy-Toy Chapter 2 – The Ride

Sexy twink gets his boyfriend dead drunk, sucks his cock and nails his tight juicy ass

My Son s College Friend

I was working from home today when the doorbell rang. It was Gary my son s friend from the local community college they both attended.



Hi Gary Bobby s not home right now but I expect him shortly I said. You are welcome to wait for him.



I think I will do that Mr. Thomas thanks Gary replied to me.



Call me Jack ok Gary?



Sure thing then Jack.



I told Gary I was doing some work in my computer room if he cared to join me there. We both walked back to my spare bedroom I converted into a sometimes office. Gary took a chair as I took up where I left off. I think Gary was getting bored just sitting there so he stood up and was looking over my shoulder to see what I was typing.



Gary had been wearing a pair of trunks and a t-shirt that day. When he was so close to me I could smell his man scent. It was making me a bit uncomfortable but I couldn t say anything to him.



I then turned around to try and make conversation. My eyes were pointed directly at Gary s crotch. Gary was definitely well endowed from what I could see. He was only wearing a jock strap under his shorts but they were bulging. Gary s cock was only inches from my face



I think Gary was about to say something when he looked down at me. My eyes were hypnotized at the sight of his cock. Gary then realized why I had been so quiet.



We both seemed to be frozen there when Gary finally broke the ice. He reached inside the waistband of his jock and slowly pulled it down until his jock and shorts fell to the floor.



His monster cock had sprung free. He was thick and at least eight inches long. He also had this huge cockhead that was leaking pre-cum. Gary took his cock in his hand and slowly began to stroke it in front of me.



Gary looked directly into my eyes and started to push his cock towards my mouth. I don t know what came over me right then I had never been attracted to men this way. I parted my lips and he pushed that thick shaft down my throat. I was gagging trying to accept all of his meat. Gary wasn t about to let me back off however.



He reached behind my head and held me in place. He started stroking faster now making me take all of him. Eventually I was able to take him all the way to the root. That is when Gary went wild on my mouth. His balls were slapping into my chin as he made me accept that young fuck pole of his.



Suck me Jack you know you want it!



I did want it craved it actually. I reached up between his asscheeks and slid a finger into his asshole. Gary started bucking like a bronco. He fucked my face so hard my jaw was hurting.



There was one final grunt and then Gary blew his huge load down my throat. I was gobbling his cum gulping for dear life. I couldn t believe someone could have that much seed in him! Cum was dripping from the corners of my mouth. Gary never stopped pumping me until he was sure I had the last drops of load down my belly.



When Gary pulled away his cock fell out of my mouth with a plopping sound. Gary then helped me up to my feet. He took me over to the small bed I had in the computer room. I thought he wanted to suck me right then but I was wrong.



He pushed me back onto the mattress lifting my legs up by my ankles. I knew what he was after and I tried to stop him. I went to work myself free but he had me right on the edge my ass exposed to him.



No Gary not that! I said.



He said nothing but he worked the nozzle of his cock right up to my ass. The head was still slick from all the cum that I drank. I looked down in horror as he began to push it in. The pain was intense I never experienced anything like that in my rectum before.



He stretched my hole as he pushed deeper into me. My ass tunnel was barely able to accommodate all that cock. I saw his sacs dangling down from his thick pole. There were two egg shaped balls getting closer to my ass.



I winced as he slowly pushed into me his balls pressed against my cheeks. Then the hard part began. Gary fed me all of that monster down my shitter. He built up his pace and fucked the hell out of me. I was begging for him to stop or slow down but he wouldn t.



That snake he called a cock was in me to the root. I could hear a slurping sound as he entered me somewhat easier now. Gary grunted as he took my ass he gave me a pounding that I wouldn t soon forget. He ground his enormous snake into my tunnel fucking me relentlessly.



I am getting close now Jack Gary informed me.



His python began spitting out a huge amount of seed. I was tight around him milking it all out into my greedy ass. It felt like someone was spraying my insides with fiery hot liquid. Gary kept feeding me and I gobbled all his seed up. After maybe ten minutes Gary was done.



His cock slipped out of my drenched hole. I reached down and felt the globs of cum as they dribbled out of me and down my ass crack. I was spent now and so was Gary.



It was great timing in fact as we heard a vehicle pulling up the driveway. We both hurried and dressed only to find it was my son Bobby arriving.



Gary smiled at me and said You are almost as good sucking and fucking my cock as Bobby is.



I looked at him with shock in my eyes!



It seems Gary is very busy with my son and me. It also seems I have a lot to talk to Bobby about. I expect I am far from finished with having Gary s cock as well.

Cute guy with nice hairy cock gives head, gets fucked and swaps a load of cum to his bf

Free Your Mind

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.

Cute swarthy guy rides 13-inch black cock like a fuck-starved slut and eats cum with pleasure

Serpent s Salvation Ch. 05

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Chapter 5



He was a moron. More-on. Moh-ah-ron. His grandpa could get about six syllables into that one word and Sebastian deserved every single one of them.



Seb turned off the main road and pointed his vehicle towards the coast. The road was irregular here littered with potholes and winding its way back and forth with no rhyme or reason that he could see. It had been close to dark during his last jaunt so he was only now seeing the marshland on each side sometimes rich with vegetation sometimes inhospitable. The avian population alone would be enough to warrant a return visit. Perhaps a class fieldtrip?



Yeah right.



The closer he got to his destination the less pressure he put on the gas. He was fidgety tapping his fingers against the wheel jingling change checking the mirrors every minute to see if they were following. His eyes said no but his mind was screaming yes you fool!



He tried not to think about what he was doing which was a pretty stupid thing to do but he didn t want to lose his nerve. What would he say to them?



If he told them to stop following him they would know that he knew that they were...something. They would ask questions he wasn t prepared to answer. Maybe torture him for information. The Stud blindfolding him tying Seb down and making him scream for...



Seb shifted in his seat his jeans now uncomfortably taught. Maybe not torture.



He needed a game plan. He could play it cool like this was just a follow-up visit. He still wanted to see the collection. Play it cool try to put them at ease find out more about them and then split.



He straightened up in his seat with a look of determination as he put on a bit more speed.



Play it cool. Yeah.



***



The house looked a lot less threatening in the light the broad shadows and dark corners gone replaced with mellow aged stone and a soft patina. The cobbles in the drive were a sepia-toned rainbow the greenery lavish and a bit wild.



There was a statue of a coiled serpent at the front of the drive huge and weathered half covered in waxy ivy. He had missed it in the dark. The front door was centered with a large round knocker a bronze snake s head fangs bared.



So far so good. No grey guys. No blood. No mayhem. Just the little tickle in his mind. He could deal with a tickle.



Seb wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans. He had worn them for comfort. He couldn t help the fact that they hugged his ass like a vice and made his cock look - well even he was impressed. And he definitely didn t have you-know-who in mind when he picked out his tight white tee. Functional. He was functional. His contacts gave him better peripheral vision. The gel kept the hair out of his face.



He checked the functionality of his clothing for the tenth time before lifting the heavy ring of metal letting it fall against the door with a satisfying thunk.



It barely had time to echo before the door swung open. Seb was taken aback by the sudden response but hid it well. He had known that someone was behind the door but assumed they would leave him to stew like before.



The one thing he couldn t hide was a look of disappointment. He had told himself over and over that he wasn t going there to visit The Stud but as soon as he saw the man behind the door he knew himself for a liar.



He had it so so bad.



Not that the man at the door was a trial to look at. He was handsome enough if you went for the tall olive muscular devastatingly attractive type. In a word boring. The guy was smiling but it was a tight smile that didn t even come close to his watchful eyes. A predator. One that Seb recognized.



Seb thanked God for that small favor. He could keep track of them individually. It didn t seem like much but it was something. This was one of the men from campus last week. The mental signature was the same.



Asshole.



Hi. I m Sebastian Fell. I came by last week and left a card.



Sebastian pasted on a smile that was just as false as the one worn by Mr. Macho and put out his hand in greeting. He could hear the muffled resonance of psychic conversation as the other man extended his hand as well. Seb expected a show of strength a crushing alpha-male grip to assert superiority but was pleasantly surprised when the man was nothing more than firm and abrupt.



Mr. Fell. Your reputation precedes you. Please come in.



Thank you Mister-?



Mychael Tiserova. Just call me Mych.



Seb entered the house as Mych stepped aside and almost gaped in awe. Seb had been in some ostentatious houses for parties a few dinners. He even had wild monkey sex on a sixty thousand dollar table with the barely legal heir to an American dynasty. Seb thought he had experienced posh but this was-



Wow.



Mych laughed. That was the first thing I said as well.



It s amazing.



It s been in the Draco family for generations. They take great pride in it.



I ll bet.



I m sorry about your reception last week. We re usually more hospitable but we were having some security issues. Mych made a motion for Seb to follow him.



I hope it was nothing too serious.



You have nothing to worry about now. They ve been remedied. If it wasn t for the sharp spike of anger Seb felt he might have believed it. He just hoped he didn t have to be remedied.



Sure. I was wondering if I could make an appointment to talk to Mr. Draco.



I m taking you to see him now. He s waiting in the library.



I wasn t expecting to see him so soon but if you think he wouldn t mind-



Seb was about to say more when he saw a guard emerge from a shadow to stand near the door. It was the guard that had answered the door last time just before all of Seb s problems started. Same piggy nose. Same glare.



Mych gave a sharp bark of humorless laughter. He won t mind. He s a great fan of your work.



Seb followed Mych to a recessed area that fed into a hallway but he hung back a few feet ostensibly to look at a fine piece of intricate bas-relief. After making sure Mych wasn t looking he took the opportunity to stick his tongue out at the guard. Seb laughed as the guard s eyes widened then turned to play catch up with the hunky jerk-face. Mych was probably getting an earful but in for a penny and all that.



Childish? Perhaps. Satisfying? Oh yeah.



***



The fall of their footsteps on the marble sounded ominous in the never-ending hallway or maybe he was just too keyed up. Mych was just ahead of him silent at least orally. Mentally he might as well be singing songs of solidarity.



Just how many of these guys were there anyway? A handful? A dozen? An army? The thought of an army gave him pause. He had loosened up after the cordial if bogus reception but Nameless Dread was returning full force.



Much more of this anticipation shit and he would work himself into a doozie of a panic attack. He had never actually had a panic attack but there was a first time for everything.



He was surrounded. He had walked into the lion s den. He was the dumbest person on the planet. How could he begin to illustrate the extent of his folly with mere words? They were everywhere.



He had so much extracurricular sensory information bombarding him he couldn t sort it all out. It was exhausting so he tried to tune it out or at least filter it. It would probably take some practice. Unfortunately practice takes time and time was not a luxury available to him.



Mych looked behind to see if Seb was still with him as they stopped at a pair of double doors. If he noticed Sebastian s growing unease he didn t show it.



He inserted himself between Seb and the lock as he worked his magic taking care to preserve the mechanism s secrets from uppity Americans what got above themselves. That s what Sebastian assumed anyway based on the other man s secretive actions.



The lock made a little snick noise as it gave and Mych turned the handle opening the door. He stepped back and gestured for Seb to step through. Seb hesitated. He wasn t so sure that he wanted Mych at his back but reluctantly started through the door when no other option magically presented itself. He was halfway through when his breath left him in a hiss.



It was The Stud.



Sebastian s eyes devoured him head to toe with a few lengthy pit stops in between. The wheat-gold shock of hair black polo shirt brushed steel belt buckle and below the buckle...



Seb didn t realize he was staring until someone cleared their throat. He quickly raised his eyes from the focus of his rapt meditation and flushed in embarrassment. It was only then that he saw the others.



Jeezus Tapdancing Christ.



He gulped and suppressed the urge to flee. There was nowhere to flee to the quick snick of the lock behind him made sure of that. All of the bravado drained from him along with his tan as he surveyed the group of men in front of him.



He felt them then. Unshielded. Not just their physical presence he touched their minds and felt the tension restraining their raw power. Mental physical barely contained. A core of iron will and ripped strength. A brutal hurricane condensed like coal into a diamond like Spanish steel into a blade impervious and deadly.



And he knew just knew that he was no match. Not for any of them. Not for Him. Seb was a strong man. Strong in body strong in conviction. He had never known how frail a strong man could feel.



He opened his mouth to say something form some sort of harmless greeting bland as rice pudding to put them at ease but to his horror all that he managed was a timid Well are you gonna eat me or what?



So much for playing it cool. He hung his head mortified. He waited for them to lash out.



And waited.



Seb was prepared for everything. Everything! Vicious attack plagues of locusts demons doing graceful arabesques before disemboweling him from toe to tonsil everything.



Everything but what actually happened. There was complete silence for a brief moment after he spoke and then everyone started laughing uproariously. Seb cracked open an eye in disbelief. They were all howling practically falling down their mirth was so great. They would try to stop for a moment to school themselves but one look at The Stud or him and they were cracking up again.



But not The Stud.



No The Stud kept quiet as a furious blush consumed his face along with a scowl that was directed at everyone else.



Who were still screaming like rabid hyenas.



Seb quickly lost what fear he had as his annoyance built. First they stalk him and scare the crap out of him make him alternately pissed off and stupid horny and then when he finally gets up the gumption to confront them they laugh at him? Well he d see about that. He was just glad he had worn a coat that hid his rampaging hard-on. Something told him that an obvious erection would put him at a greater disadvantage than he already was.



Seb squared his shoulders set his jaw and walked right up to the object of his obsessive fantasies extending a hand. His eyes were militant daring the other man to refuse.



I m Sebastian Fell.



That first contact of flesh against flesh was exquisite unexpected completely disarming. It involved the lightest connection of fingers nothing but the most casual of touch but it encompassed every nerve ending he possessed. It was as if every cell in his body gave a collective sigh and said yes. The infinitesimal stroke of thumb against palm resonated along his spine making him shiver.



Aurel. Aurel Lucius Draco. He cleared his throat a lovely sound before continuing. The pleasure is all mine.



Ah... Sebastian s mind boggled. Pleasure. Him. Aurel. All in the same sentence. Just the mention of pleasure was enough to send his mind cavorting down avenues best left on the internet or tucked discretely into a brown paper bag.



And his Stud had a name. Aurel.



The big blonde guy next to him was the first to recover his composure straightening his lips and clutching his belly slightly out of breath. He decided to do the honors when Aurel just stood there.



I m Mordecai Draco his cousin.



Sebastian cataloged them in his head as the introductions were made. Viking check.



Aurel s brother-in-law Alex Von Erlach.



Boy band refugee check.



You ve met Mych…



Asshole check.



And Ruvn Pavel another member of the security team.



Lurch gotcha.



The other men were still grinning at the two of them and Sebastian couldn t figure out why until he realized that they were still clasping hands. He hurriedly disengaged and looked away missing Aurel s disappointed frown.



Everyone was quiet for a moment unsure of where to start. The silence began to reach the uncomfortable stage before Mych picked up the reins and invited everyone to sit. Sebastian was grateful for something to do something to keep him occupied so he wouldn t make a spectacle of himself by staring at the bronze god across from him. He accepted a drink from Mordecai with a tentative smile and a thanks .



No problem. And it s just Cai.



Aurel was just staring at Sebastian hungrily not giving a damn what anyone else thought of it but a quick elbow from Alex spurred him into speaking. He had rehearsed some things smooth phrases that sort of thing but his memory and suavity failed him. He gave Alex a frantic look begging for help. Alex just smiled.



So Mr. Fell-



Sebastian or Seb.



Sebastian. The word rolled off of his tongue like it was caressing a lover and just the sound of his name in Aurel s mouth made Seb painfully hard. They both went silent again. Seb felt tongue tied in a way that hadn t happened since his first awkward pre-teen dance. He could see himself acting like an ass but he couldn t seem to do anything about it. Talk? Hah!



The entire scene was painful to watch. An eon seemed to pass before Mordecai rolled his eyes and tried to help.



So Seb I ve heard that you are a nature photographer. Aurel has been telling me all about your work.



In a perfect world Aurel would have taken the hint and ran with it but he remained mute just looking at Sebastian in awe.



Yes. I m here for a few months with the University. Technically I m an animal behaviorist. Snakes have always been a fascination of mine and when I heard about your extensive collection… Seb shrugged and offered an apologetic smile. I m sorry if I was pushy. Sometimes I don t know any better. Tunnel Vision Rob calls it.



Rob who s Rob?



Sebastian blinked at Aurel surprised at the sudden tension. My assistant and sometimes best friend.



Sometimes?



When he isn t getting on my last nerve.



I have one of those. Cai smirked at Alex who ignored him.



Why isn t Rob with you now? Aurel said.



You know how some people are on again off again? We re off again. I m being a pain in the butt and he s always a pain in the butt. I can t disown him though he s like a brother to me. Seb was a little confused when Aurel suddenly relaxed.



I hope you brought a portfolio. I ve seen some of it but I was hoping to see more. You re an amazing photographer.



I m a passably good photographer really. Animals just seem to like me.



I ll say Ruvn muttered.



Excuse me?



Ruvn cleared his throat. Nothing. Sorry.



Where are you from? This from Alex. The conversation was not exactly what you would call linear. Sebastian was sure he was being interviewed but for the life of him he couldn t figure out why. He couldn t figure out a lot of things. He couldn t stop sneaking peaks at The Stud- no Aurel.



Austin Texas. But I live in Houston now.



I ve been to Houston.



I m sorry.



You don t like it?



It s not that. Seb frowned a bit. Well I guess it is that. It s ugly compared to the Hill Country. The food s good though.



Then why live there at all?



I moved there to be with my last ex and I ve been stuck in a bit of a rut since the break-up. That and I m lazy. He said the last with a self-deprecating smile that would have made Aurel melt if Seb hadn t said a hot-button word.



Ex?



Two years ago.



So there s no one current?



Sebastian gave him a questioning look. No. Rob was just nagging me about dating again.



So Seb said Ruvn Are you a homosexual? There was a collective gasp from everyone in the room. Mychael looked ready to commit murder.



Ruvn! What the fuck do you think you re doing?



Ruvn flinched but didn t respond just shrugged his shoulders. Aurel was aghast at the blunt query almost ill but that was nothing compared to how he felt when he heard Seb s reply.



Nope.



Grief. Aurel felt crushed by it. To be so close and yet...



I m gay.



Come again? Alex was confused and judging from the other s expressions he wasn t the only one.



I live in the Montrose. Seb started to tick off on his fingers. Just off the top of my head I know at least sixteen Gays seven Queers a few Fags five Flamers and even a Screaming Queen. I don t think I know any homosexuals. Sounds clinical.



What? No partridge in a pear tree? Alex said looking amused.



I m working on it.



Seb was addressing Alex so he missed Aurel s expression as it eased. If Atlas had his burden removed he couldn t have matched Aurel s look of relief.



Ruvn looked rueful as he twisted his glass in his hand. The weighty censure of the room was focused on him. I m sorry. I didn t mean to offend you with my question.



Why would it offend me?



Because you re...ah. Uh. I m not sure. Ruvn was obviously uncomfortable and looked to Mych to bail him out. Mych just shrugged.



Your foot your mouth my friend. You re just lucky that I don t have to kill you after all. You had better find a place to hide though.



I m not embarrassed by it said Sebastian.



It s just that you don t look like a... Ruvn trailed off as he realized how that sounded.



Uh-huh.



Ruvn gave the others a helpless look but help was not forthcoming. Aurel just deepened his scowl if that was possible.



I m sure I read it somewhere in an interview or something Ruvn said. It sounded lame even to his own ears.



So you ve been reading up on me.



Only to see your work!



Mych finally took pity on Ruvn leaving the quiet sidelines and charging into the fray. Forgive my friend here. We only recently let him out to play with the other children. He ignored Ruvn s glower. We re actually quite tolerant. I only hope that everyone s as accepting.



Sebastian sighed. Not really but it s a nice thought.



Aurel couldn t help it he had to know who had hurt Sebastian. He would crush them. Your parents?



Seb was getting a little ticked off. Actually I was kicked out of my house as a young teen living on the streets as a male hustler to put myself through school. I slept wherever I could and sometimes ate out of dumpsters.



Really? Aurel was already making plans for their eventual demise. They would suffer like no other human in the history of the world.



No.



Cai almost spit his drink across the room at the look on Aurel s face. As it was he was very uncomfortable with the alcohol that entered his sinus cavity.



My parents are hippies. They thought that me being gay was a great solution for world overpopulation. When some fundamentalists told them that fags recruit they were ecstatic. My coming out was a total non-event. The only downside is that they keep introducing me to every swishy guy in the commune.

If they don t approve of children how did-



Cheap wine and mushrooms.



Ah.



I should probably send a thank you letter to Boone s Farm.



Alex laughed deeply before finishing his drink and standing. Still grinning he patted Aurel on the back in a commiserating way before shaking his head and walking towards the door. I ve got some things that need taking care of Aurel. I m going to get out of your hair Alex said. He was gone before Aurel could respond with something cutting but his laughter echoed behind him.



Almost like clockwork Ruvn and Cai began to make their excuses. Ruvn unfolded from his chair like a black umbrella muttering something about a security matter before fleeing. Cai just rose from his seat in the corner eyes sparkling obvious in his enjoyment of the show. He shook Seb s hand with genuine warmth and walked out stopping to whisper something in Aurel s ear. Judging from Aurel s _expression it wasn t flattering.



Only Mych remained unsure about what to do poised between staying with his friend and giving him privacy. Seb was a threat on several levels. The most immediate level was physical but Mych was confident that Aurel could handle one measly human. If he was human that is the jury was still out. Mych s _expression became pugnacious and he was about to sit back down when Aurel caught his eye.



You dirty underhanded bastard.



Puppy dog eyes. They should have looked ridiculous on a man like him but were surprisingly eloquent in a purely disgusting way. Mych was no match for the power of those eyes. If he had considered Seb eminently dangerous it wouldn t have worked but truthfully he couldn t see a reason to deny them time alone. Not any reason that Aurel would accept.



Mych wasn t so sure that he could accept it either. When had he become this selfish? He knew Aurel could tear the other man apart.



He gave them a tight look before leaving closing the door behind him with a gentle whir of the lock. He walked down the hall with a steady gait leaving one last thought trailing behind him.



Don t make me regret this.



Not anymore than I already do.



***



Sebastian just stared at the door as it closed. The room had cleared so quickly it was hard to process that he was left all alone…with Him.



Why do I feel like I ve just been approved?



You have. Security wouldn t have left me alone with someone who wasn t.



Seb jumped. Aurel s voice was much closer than it had been a minute ago. He turned to find out that he was within reaching distance. Aurel looked…intent.



Ah. About the collection-



Would you just like a tour or do you want to shoot it?



Both. I need to evaluate everything first.



We can do the tour now if you like. Aurel took another step forward giving Seb no choice but to step back pressing himself against the door.



Th-t Seb cleared his throat of its sudden constriction That would be great.



Well then do you want a tour? Aurel asked taking the last step and pressing himself to Sebastian arms boxing him in.



Or do you want the full tour? He punctuated the question with a slight grind of his hips before descending to cover Sebastian s shocked mouth with his own.

A couple of happy 18 y.o. gay boys sucking each other\\\'s cocks during their honeymoon

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 01

I was on the varsity baseball team as a freshman in college. I guess I was pretty hot shit if I do say so myself. I was an All-Star shortstop in high school and broke a school hitting record by the time I was a sophomore. I was being heavily recruited by both college and pro teams by the end of my junior year and I had no shortage of dates with pretty girls. I lived in a relatively small town and sex was pretty much accepted as the weekend pasttime. I was as horny as any high school guy I guess so I d had my fair share of pussy by the time I graduated.



I had already decided to go to college and get an education instead of going pro right out off high school so by the time I had my stuff packed it was time to head of and begin working out with the other new guys on the team. Most of them came from big cities with big schools and big egos...but I let my playing do the talking for me. Within a few days I had made a lot of friends and was feeling right at home.



One day after practice coach came in and told the team that a high school team upstate wanted to scrimmage against the freshmen so we were to pack up our gear and get ready to leave town the next morning. We were all pretty excited - our first road trip and freshmen only. I looked over at my roommate Chad (who was the center fielder) and grinned. Going out of town meant out-of-town pussy with no obligations and we were all for it.



We had all talked about the girls we d fucked in high school and naturally most of the stories were bullshit. One night the seniors got together and bought us four cases of beer and we stayed up all night making up stories about the sex we d had and cracking each other up with our lies.



On the bus headed out of town we all joked about the team we were going to play. Apparently they had won the state championship the year before and their coach wanted to start off the year showing his new bunch how tough it was. It was easy for us to forget that we had just been in high school ourselves only a few months earlier.



When we arrived at the field to warm up and get in some practice it was a relief to finally be able to stretch. I had to pee so badly that I could hardly walk so I headed right for the bathroom. Cliff the first baseman came with me and we both groaned in relief as we were finally able to empty our throbbing bladders.



Fuck I said stretching my back and trying not to spray piss everywhere.



You said it man Cliff said. That was one long-ass bus ride.



What time is the game tomorrow? I asked.



2:00 I think but we have to be at the field by twelve to warm up and shit.



Excellent. That will give us time to go out and see what s what tonight I said thinking ahead to maybe sinking my dick into a nice tight pussy.



Cliff laughed. Yeah maybe so he said zipping up. Just be careful where you dip your wick farm boy. He walked past me and slapped me on the ass as he went by.



I went into the locker room and started getting into uniform and Chad came over and sat down next to me.



Hey he said. You and Cliff were in the john together for a long time. What s up?



Startled I looked over at him. What?



Come on man. I m your roomie you can tell me.



Tell you what you fucker? I asked starting to feel strange about his comments.



Man Cliff is a fag didn t you know? You guys disappeared into the john and he walked out with a big hard on and a smile on his face. So what gives?



Fuck! I said standing up and throwing my batting glove on the ground. I started looking for Cliff and Chad got up and grabbed my arm.



Brian take it easy for fuck s sake he said.



What did that asshole say about me? I asked furiously.



He didn t say anything Brian. Come on man it s no big deal. He s come on to everyone on the team at some point already. Just blow it off like the rest of us did.



The rest of you? I asked looking at him in surprise. He came on to you?



Fuck yeah. I got a fucking good blow job out of it too come to think of it.



I was startled. What? I asked. When did this happen?



Shit about a week after we all got to school. I was the last one out of the locker room and he jumped at me from behind the door. Scared the shit out of me.



Wha..? I said still in shock. Then what?



Well I thought I was being attacked so I started swinging. I guess that turned him on because he finally got me down and I could feel his cock against me. It was hard man. Hard as a fucking rock and HUGE. He had me pinned down and he just looked at me and started rubbing his cock against me. That fucker is STRONG man. I couldn t get away from him. He told me he d keep things quiet if I let him blow me so I figured what the fuck?



No shit! I said fascinated in spite of myself.



Yeah. He told me to just close my eyes and pretend like he was a girl so I did.



Well what then? He just unzipped you and went for it?



Yeah pretty much. He unzipped my pants and pulled them down then started stroking my pole. I tried to imagine some chick but honestly? Knowing it was a fucking guy doing it was really something. It was like nasty you know?



I just nodded at him not saying a word.



Anyway he got me hard and sucked me off and I fucking came so hard I think some went to the ceiling.



No fucking way! I exclaimed.



Oh yeah he said. He was pretty good at it too.



So has he done it again? I asked.



Fuck no! I m no goddamned fag he said. Come on man we re late.



He got his glove and headed out the door. I stood there for a minute still in shock then followed him out the door.



Practice pretty much sucked. All I could think about for some reason was Cliff sucking Chad s cock. When I looked at my teammates sitting around laughing and joking around like they always do I couldn t help but wonder who else Cliff had come on to and if they had let him do anything to them. More disturbingly I found myself wondering why he hadn t approached me and was confused at how much it bothered me.



Coach pulled me from practice after I d made my third fielding error yelling at me to get my head out of the clouds and quit fucking around. Frustrated I headed for the weight room that was next to the locker room and tried to work out my confusion. It amazed me how long practice seemed when I wasn t involved in it.



After a while I heard the other guys coming in shouting at each other and calling each other names.



Hey Brian one of the players yelled you too good to practice with the rest of us or what?



Fuck off I said and instead of being mad all I could think of was had Cliff sucked his cock too?



Fuck this shit I said and went out to the bus without having a shower. The guys all came out after a while and finally we headed off to the hotel.



Most of the guys were going to meet in the lobby and go out on the town but I was fed up with their joking and decided to go upstairs. I had a hot shower then got into bed and turned on the TV. Flicking through the channels I came across a movie with a guy going down on a chick and even though all the good parts weren t shown I could imagine and my cock started to stiffen. I knew that was the solution to my tension so I reached under the sheets and started stroking my dick through my boxer shorts.



Fuck I moaned my dick hard and throbbing. I lifted up my hips and slid my shorts down and off then left the sheet off and looked down at my cock. I have to admit I really loved my cock. I had always thought it was nicely shaped and the girls who had either stroked me or sucked me agreed. I started stroking again leaning my head back and closing my eyes. I imagined a beautiful woman wrapping her hand around me and stroking touching the tip of my hard cock with her tongue just before she...



...then without warning her hand became Cliff s hand and her mouth became Cliff s mouth. My eyes jerked open and I sat up looking wildly around the room.



What the fuck? I said looking at my cock. It was still rock hard and I could feel the churning in my stomach that meant I was going to cum hard and fast. I sat there for a minute then slowly I took my cock in my hand again and started stroking. This time I sat up and watched my hand as it moved up and down my cock. I had never really watched myself jack off before and seeing the way my hand squeezed and stroked it was really turning me on. I found myself wondering if being stroked like that by Cliff would feel the same and suddenly my cock exploded shooting cum all over my chest and face.



Oh FUCK! I groaned lying back and gasping for breath. I laid there for a while then got up and had another shower and fell asleep as soon as I got back into bed.



I was having the most incredible dream. I was in bed with the most beautiful woman I d ever seen and she was running her hands lightly up and down my back just the way I liked it. I moaned and she reached around and took my cock in her hand and began to rub it gently.



Mmm yes I moaned. Just like that baby. My cock was incredibly hard and her hand was stroking gently squeezing lightly at the head then sliding back down.



Baby what s that? I heard myself ask. I felt something hard up against my back and I pressed against it.



Ohh she moaned behind me...and I woke up with a start. That was no woman s voice in my ear.



What the..? I asked struggling to wake up.



Shhh... said the voice in my ear. Just relax and let it happen he whispered.



Chad? I asked incredulous reaching down and grabbing his hand to make him stop.



Mmm he hummed his mouth against the back of my shoulder. Relax don t think about it.



Ohh fuck I groaned and took my hand from his reaching behind me and touching him. He was naked and so was I. I guess I d forgotten to put my boxers back on after my shower. I was lying on my side and Chad was right up against me and I could feel his hard cock poking against my ass. He had his arm around me and his big hand around my cock and it was amazing how good it felt. His skin was rough and his hand was strong and the friction against my cock was like electricity going through me. He started jacking me off slowly his teeth gently pressing against my shoulder. I leaned back and relaxed and pulled him closer to me with my free hand.



Fuck Brian he moaned stroking a little faster. I ve been thinking about your cock all night.



I couldn t speak at all and my hips started thrusting in rhythm with his strokes. He was apparently very skilled at giving hand jobs and I found myself wondering who else he had done this for. He would stroke me with long deep strokes and get my hips moving slowly then would move a little faster then slow down and squeeze. I could feel my orgasm building and I knew it was going to be a gusher.



Wait I gasped putting my hand over his. I don t want to cum yet.



No? Why not? he asked slowing down but not letting go.



I... I swallowed. I want to feel your cock too I said my voice hoarse.



Well come on then he said and turned over onto his back. I turned to face him and realized the sheets were totally off the bed. I must have kicked them off at some point and could only imagine his reaction when he came in and saw me naked on the bed.



His cock was huge and was so hard it was lying flat against his hard stomach. I had seen his body so many times either in our room or in the locker room but I had never really paid attention to it. He was a big guy not an ounce of fat on him. His stomach looked rock hard as did the rest of him. I was seeing him in a whole new way now that s for sure.



I reached out and put my hand around his cock and he closed his hand over mine tightly.



Squeeze it man. I like it hard he said. I tightened my grip until he moaned through his teeth and he kept his hand on mine and started jerking his cock hard. I let him manipulate my hand but kept my grip on him and soon his cock became slick with his juices.



Ohhh yesss he moaned and he let go of my hand and put his hands behind his head his eyes closed. Come on Brian let me have it he said through gritted teeth. His legs were open wide and his balls were hanging flopping up and down as I jerked his cock even harder. I shifted so I could get a better grip and started stroking hard and fast watching his stomach heave and his legs tighten just before he came.



Ohhh FUCK!! he yelled his cock jerking in my hand cum everywhere. My own cock was throbbing and Chad sat up suddenly and pushed me then climbed on top of me and held me down.



Chad what the fuck? I yelled struggling to get out from under him. I could feel his cock rubbing against mine growing hard again.



Don t worry I m not going to pop your cherry tonight Bri. Doesn t this feel fucking good though?



Fuck yes...but I thought you said you weren t a goddamn fag I said gasping my head spinning at the feel of our cocks rubbing together.



I m not. I just like fucking with men that s all he said.



We both burst out laughing then he slid down suddenly and took my cock in his mouth.



Oh my GOD! I yelled. Chad s mouth took my cock deeper than any woman ever had and his tongue ran the entire length of it. He sucked and licked and stroked and I found myself grabbing the back of his head and raising my hips jamming my cock in as deep as I could. He didn t back off an inch just let me fuck his mouth until I grabbed his hair to pull him away.



He sucked me harder and I gasped Chad I m going to fucking cum.



He responded by sucking me harder and I heard myself yell as I came so hard it felt like I was spraying from my toes. He sucked me until I was dry then we both fell back exhausted breathing hard covered in sweat.



Shit I said. What the fuck now?



To be continued...

Broke straight boy stokes his cock

Embers

There is a reason I never come back. Ethan stood in the kitchen doorway. The sunlight framed his body.



And which reason is that? There are so many. You left a list last time. I taped it to the refrigerator Joseph turned around to face Ethan the rag he had been using the wipe the table dangling from his fingertips. He wore a rough cotton button-down shirt tucked loosely into faded jeans. His dark brown hair was slightly too long and messy.



You are such a prick sometimes Ethan said flatly.



Only sometimes? Feeling generous today are you? Joseph tossed the rag into the sink. It made a wet slapping sound. Ethan and Joseph stared at each other for a few moments. Joseph broke the silence.



Well come in and shut the door already he said as he turned around to open a cabinet. He took two mugs out and a box of tea bags.



What makes you think I want to stay? Ethan asked testily.



You actually walked into my house.



Ethan let out a humph of air and stepped into the kitchen swinging the door shut with one hand. He unbuttoned his grey overcoat took it off and folded it over his arm. He remained standing next to the door. His charcoal suit dark green shirt and green tie were immaculate. He ran his free hand over his perfectly trimmed sandy hair then scrubbed it over his clean-shaven face. He looked uncomfortable in the cluttered kitchen.



Joseph filled the black kettle with water from the tap and put it on the stove. He turned the burner knob then lit a match and set the gas under the burner on fire. He waved out the match. The smell of sulfur tinged the air.



Ethan closed his eyes. He remembered lighting the logs in the fireplaces in the school at night with Joseph when they were 12. And 13 and 14 up until they were 17. The long matches would release the same sulfur smell after they were struck. While waiting for the fires to build the two boys would talk freely.



We were so innocent then he whispered.



Scuse? Joseph asked. He walked to Ethan touched the elbow under the folded overcoat. Ethan opened his eyes stared into Joseph s one brown-eyed stare to another.



Nothing.



I ll hang this up Joseph tugged the coat from Ethan s arm. He hung it up on a hook near the door behind Ethan.



You plan on putting anything stronger than water in that tea? Ethan asked.



There s brandy in the hutch.



Ethan stepped to the hutch and opened the door. A half empty bottle of brandy sat in the front on the shelf. He took it out put it on the table. Joseph had pulled one of the chairs away from the table.



Have a seat? he asked.



Ethan sat. Joseph returned to the stove.



Gail know you re here? Joseph asked his back to Ethan.



Course not.



Business trip?



Ethan made a non-committal grunt.



You never come back here yet here you are. That s a bit of a conundrum even for you Ethan.



Ethan was quiet. He fidgeted for a few moments.



I m... haven t seen you in a long time his tongue tripped over the word missed.



You missed me then? Joseph said with a hint of laughter in his voice.



Silence.



I missed you Ethan said simply.



The kettle whistled. Joseph took it off the burner poured hot water into the mugs swirled it around then poured it back into the kettle. He poured hot water into the mugs again dunked tea bags into them. He turned placed a mug in front of Ethan.



You still make tea the way Mrs. Callahan did Ethan remarked.



Only proper way to do it I dare say Joseph retorted with a smile. He sat down in the chair opposite Ethan long tanned fingers curled around his mug. Ethan noticed Joseph had a couple-days worth of old stubble on his chin.



She used to make us tea Saturday afternoons. We would sit in the front room the one with all the wood we d have to polish in detention.



I remember Joseph said quietly. It was usually your fault we were in detention doing all that polishing though.



I came up with the ideas. You followed through with them.



Joseph laughed. Very true. He removed his tea bag from his mug and flipped it across the room with his spoon. The bag thumped into the side of garbage can and dropped onto the bottom. He opened the bottle of brandy poured a generous amount into his tea. Ethan removed his tea bag from his mug with his spoon stood and dropped it into the garbage. He returned to the table.



So civilized mocked Joseph.



Some civilized behavior would do you some good Ethan said. Joseph shrugged took a large gulp of his tea.



I am how I am. Not about to start apologizing for it Joseph said.



Ethan poured his own generous amount of brandy into his tea. He watched Joseph swirl his tea around in his mug.



I missed you too Ethan.



They stared into their mugs. Joseph fidgeted with his spoon on the table. His hand turned it over and over fingers rubbing the handle. Ethan s pale manicured hand reached out and stilled Joseph s.



The first time I worked up the nerve to really touch you was just after you turned 17 Ethan said quietly. Joseph s hand remained still. He didn t look up at Ethan.



I was in the library. You came in from the soccer field. It had rained and you were soaked through Joseph turned his hand over. Their palms rested against each other. Ethan slid his hand across Joseph s palm. His fingertips rested on Joseph s wrist.



You were at one of the tables in the back hunched over some textbook. Your hair had fallen forward your shirt collar backward. Your hair s always been too long hasn t it? That little bit of your neck that was exposed was so tempting-



Your hands were wet and cold and I screamed when you touched me. Joseph stated matter-of-factly.



Ethan laughed. I wondered if you screamed because my hands were cold or if it was because it was me touching you.



A little of both I think.



Both men were silent. Ethan felt the heat from Joseph s hand seep into his cold skin. Joseph slid his hand out from under Ethan s. He stood from the table.



There s no point communing with the dead he said flatly. He turned away from Ethan.



Ethan jumped up. His chair crashed to the floor. He moved around the table and caught Joseph s arm. Joseph tried to yank his arm away. Ethan tightened his grip and pulled Joseph up against him. Joseph froze. Ethan smashed his lips against Joseph s.



They grappled alternately trying to grope and push the other away their lips together. Ethan broke contact first sucked in lungfuls of air. Joseph balled his fists in the lapels of Ethan s suit coat breathing hard. He pushed the other man roughly backwards against the kitchen wall. Ethan let him. His hands rested on Joseph s hips. Joseph stared into his eyes. Ethan stared back waiting. Joseph leaned closer lips hovering next to Ethan s for a heartbeat then captured them.



It was a gentle sweet kiss like their first in the library all those years ago. Ethan felt himself melting into it. Joseph nudged his knee between Ethan s legs pressing his thigh up against Ethan s crotch. Ethan s hands moved from Joseph s hips to tug the rough cotton shirt upwards and put his hands on the warm flesh at the small of his back. Joseph groaned tightening his fists in the suit coat lapels.



Is this why you came here? gasped Joseph.



Is this why you haven t tossed me out? retorted Ethan.



Joseph rocked his hips against Ethan felt his growing erection. Ethan closed his eyes and groaned. Joseph felt his own cock harden.



The bedroom is more comfortable if I recall Ethan whispered. He brushed his cheek against Joseph s to his ear. He pressed his nose to Joseph s hair- he smelled sweat and spicy soap.



Joseph nodded. He let go of the front of Ethan s jacket his hands making a long stroke down Ethan s chest. Took Ethan s hands and pulled him along through the kitchen and the living room into the bedroom.



The bedroom was small. A full sized bed was pushed into the corner neatly made with a forest green patchwork quilt. A dark wood dresser stood next to one wall a matching desk against another. Books and papers were scattered on the floor and desk.



Joseph stopped in the doorway. He leaned against the doorjamb eyes focused on Ethan. He pulled gently on Ethan s tie. Ethan obligingly came closer. He placed his hands on Joseph s neck under his messy hair.



Joseph kissed Ethan again. He slipped his tongue between his lips to touch Ethan s seeking entry. Ethan opened his mouth slightly and Joseph plunged his tongue inside. Ethan s tongue met Joseph s rubbed against it. Joseph s hands dove under the lapels of Ethan s suit jacket and pushed it open. Ethan dropped his arms to let Joseph take the coat off. Ethan s fingers fumbled with the buttons on the front of Joseph s shirt.



You never managed to get my buttons undone Joseph teased. He helped Ethan unbutton his shirt.



No point since you would always get fed up and help anyway. Ethan slid his hands under the material along the muscles of Joseph s chest.



I never understood how you managed your own Joseph said.



Mine I have no problem with. It s yours- the idea of your skin behind them makes me clumsy.



Ethan pushed Joseph s shirt off. Joseph unknotted Ethan s tie unbuttoned his shirt yanked it out of his pants and shoved it off. He wrapped his arms around Ethan bare flesh against bare flesh. Joseph kissed Ethan s shoulder. He swept his tongue along the collarbone outwards. Ethan s hands wandered down Joseph s back down the back of his pants. He squeezed one of Joseph s ass cheeks roughly. Joseph grunted.



Joseph s hands found the belt on Ethan s pants. He undid the buckle button and zipper. His hand slithered down along Ethan s cock. He rubbed it under the soft material of his underwear while biting his neck. Ethan let his head fall back with a sigh.



Joseph stepped away. He popped the button on his jeans. Ethan moved Joseph s hands and unzipped him pushed the material down Joseph s legs. He knelt in front of Joseph looking up. His hands rubbed up Joseph s muscular tanned legs in circles. They kneaded into his thighs paying special attention to the pale jagged scar on his left.



Why do I get the impression that you rarely work outside with clothes on? asked Ethan with a grin. He pulled down Joseph s underwear. His erection stood in front of Ethan s face. He buried his nose in the nest of curls took in the musky scent that was purely Joseph. He trailed a long slow lick up Joseph s cock before taking the head into his mouth. He bobbed up and down on the head a few times then slid his mouth farther down the shaft. He took most of Joseph into his mouth and began gliding his mouth up and down twisting his tongue around the head. He placed his hands on Joseph s flat stomach stroking the hair.



Joseph s fingers twisted into Ethan s short hair. He threw his head back and moaned.



Ethan s tongue quickened on Joseph. Joseph gasped. His hips started to move unbidden thrusting himself into Ethan s mouth. One of Ethan s arms wrapped around Joseph s hips to keep them still. Ethan s other hand gently massaged Joseph s balls.



Ethan... he whispered. He stole a glance downwards and found Ethan looking up head still bobbing. Joseph s hips thrust once before he regained control of them. Ethan slid his mouth down Joseph s dick then back up with excruciating slowness. Joseph s breath became shallow rasping between clenched teeth. His cock exploded in Ethan s mouth Joseph bit off a scream turning it into a shuddering moan. Ethan swallowed Joseph s cum then let his cock slide out. He licked a long slow line up Joseph s stomach and chest. He kissed Joseph s trembling lips lightly.



Joseph rested his forehead against Ethan s leaned his body against the other man.



You always were a quiet one Ethan whispered teasingly.



Joseph worked up enough energy to glare at Ethan. Ethan snickered quietly.



You won t be laughing for long Joseph growled as he pushed Ethan down onto the bed roughly.



Ethan lay back with a smirk on his face. Joseph pulled off his dress pants and underwear. Joseph braced himself on his arms over Ethan. He kissed Ethan deeply on the lips then moved his lips along his jaw working his way down his neck and chest. Joseph stopped at one of Ethan s nipples. He sucked on it scraping his teeth against the tender skin. Ethan arched off the bed hands gripping Joseph s hips. Joseph moved his mouth over to Ethan s other nipple gave it the same treatment. Ethan moaned. Joseph licked and kissed a meandering path down Ethan s stomach to his cock. He twisted his tongue around it lazily several times before moving back up Ethan s body. Ethan groaned in protest. Joseph reached over to the drawer in the nightstand and opened it. He moved his hand in the drawer pushing things around. He pulled out a bottle of lube and shut the drawer. He opened the bottle and squeezed some lube onto his fingertips. He wrapped his hand around Ethan s cock coating it with lube. Joseph wrapped a leg around one of Ethan s legs turned him onto his side. Joseph turned his back to Ethan and Ethan slid his slippery cock into Joseph slowly gasping when he was completely inside. He stayed still for a moment savoring the heat. Ethan wrapped his arms around Joseph and began to thrust in and out. Joseph gripped Ethan s hands on his chest. He matched Ethan s slow thrusting moaning low.



Ethan felt Joseph clench on his cock a little. Ethan buried his face in Joseph s long hair. He thrust harder pushing himself deeper. He groaned loudly. He felt the pressure building in his cock and balls. His pace sped up became shallower. His cock moved in and out just at the opening of Joseph s ass. Joseph writhed underneath him bringing Ethan closer to the edge. He thrust in once more hard and deep. He came with tremendous force slamming his pelvis into Joseph. He shouted Joseph s name as he did and collapsed.



The two men lay on the bed panting and sweating for a few minutes. Ethan rolled off Joseph pulling himself out. He gathered Joseph close.



The reason I don t come here is because I love you Ethan mumbled before dropping into sleep.



I know Joseph whispered. He shifted to bring Ethan s body closer against his own then drifted off into unconsciousness.



Joseph woke up with a start. He found himself under the quilt and alone. He shut his eyes and let out a disgusted sigh. He flopped back down on the bed and squeezed his eyes shut.



You re awake. Finally said Ethan from the bedroom doorway. Joseph sat up quickly. His mouth dropped open.



You re... Joseph cleared his throat. You re still here.



Perceptive aren t we? Ethan walked into the room carrying a glass of water. He set the water on the nightstand and made a motion for Joseph to move over.



Hog the whole damn bed why don t you? Ethan grumbled good-naturedly.



He climbed into bed under the covers with Joseph. Joseph laid back down facing Ethan. Ethan pulled Joseph closer looked into his eyes. He stroked Joseph s long hair. Their legs intertwined.



Won t Gail notice you re missing? Joseph asked still aghast that Ethan was still here.



Ethan shrugged. Probably not. We don t talk anymore. She s filling for divorce.



Joseph s eyebrows went up. She is?



Ethan nodded.



Why didn t you tell me this earlier?



Ethan shrugged again. Would it have mattered?



No.



They were quiet again. Joseph laid one hand on Ethan s chest over his heart. He felt it beating steadily.



I ve always known that this was mine Joseph said.



I think it s been yours since we were 12. Ethan smiled. Or at least since we were 17.



I gave you mine when we were 12. I would have done anything for you. I realized when I was 15 that I loved you. I lived in agony for 2 years waiting for you to realize it. Joseph said. Why did you- that day in the library?



I had wanted to for so long. You seemed so oblivious to me. I was tired of trying to catch your attention through subtlety I figured it couldn t hurt to be blatant. You were concentrating so hard on that textbook I snuck up behind you and touched your neck. You jumped and screamed. I kissed you to shut you up. I had such a nice seduction plan all laid out too... But I forgot that my fingers were wet and cold.



Joseph laughed. Didn t matter though. End result was the same.



Indeed.



They became silent. Joseph kept his hand on Ethan s chest. Ethan stroked Joseph s cheekbone with the pad of his thumb.



Joseph cleared his throat. Are you planning on staying this time?



I m staying this time. At least until you piss me off. Then I ll go do whatever it is that you outdoorsy types do-



Chop wood Joseph interrupted.



Then I ll go chop wood until I m calm again. And then I ll come back. Over and over again.

It is really exciting to suck your friend`s cock and to drive yours into him, especially if you like each other and you are both drunk.

Wrestling Buddies

My friend Jeff and I grew up on the same block. We did all the things teenage boys do. Our parents were good friends and once a week or so they got together to play cards and have a few drinks. We usually hung out at whatever house our parents weren t at.



We were both eighteen year old seniors with a couple months or so before graduating from high school. On that Friday night his parents headed to my house for drinks. We were sitting in his basement talking about gym class at school. Our class had just started a section on wrestling. One thing led to another and we ended up challenging each other to a wresting match.



We started on the floor in the classic wrestler s stance. Jeff was on all fours with me on one knee with my right arm over the his back and holding his right wrist. Since it was still Fall we were both in shorts and T-shirts. As I prepared to make my move I noticed a strange stirring in my shorts. Jeff counted to three and I was instantly focused on the match. We wrestled for a few minutes with no one getting the advantage at first. Then he managed to get my hip down and roll me on my back. As my shoulder hit the ground I noticed Jeff s firm cock grinding into my thighs.



We moved back to the starting position again with Jeff on all fours. This time I noticed that he wasn t wearing underwear. He just had athletic shorts and a t-shirt. My cock was starting to get firm especially when I rubbed my thigh against the back of his ass. Jeff is six months older than me and physically larger. He has brown eyes and hair. He started growing way before me. He had a full chest of hair and hairy legs to match. I had yet to sprout any hair above my waist.



One-Two-Three! While I was thinking about his underwear he spun around and got the top position. My face went into the carpet as he sprawled on top of me with his knees on my shoulders and his arms holding my legs down. That time I was sure his hard cock was grinding into my back as I put up a losing fight.



As he climbed off me I told him I had to piss and headed to the bathroom. I didn t want him to see my aching hard-on so I kept my back to him. Once in the bathroom I took off my shorts and underwear tried to piss through my hard-on and did everything I could to try to will this away. I was very turned on by his touch and decided that it must be natural if it kept happening to both of us. I decided to leave my underwear in the trash bin and go back to the match.



When I walked into the rec room Jeff was sitting there watching MTV. I couldn t help but notice that his hard-on was stretching the front of his shorts. He asked if I was ready for round three. This time he would be on top. Since I was twenty pounds lighter than him I said I didn t think it was fair. He told me I d have to learn to wrestle from any position. As he lined up next to me I clearly felt his cock against the side of my leg. Instantly my hard-on returned. I put up a better fight that time but not enough to win. Again face down that time with his cock grinding into my ass and his chest on my back forcing me down.



Finally I was back in the dominant starting position so I decided to surprise him. I leaned into him as I had each time before this time not embarrassed about my erection. He counted 1 – 2 then I reached back and yanked his shorts to his knees. His bare ass was up in the air for the world to see! I couldn t help but notice how much hair covered it. But that didn t stop Jeff He spun right around even with his knees stuck together by his shorts grabbed me across the chest and threw me down on my back. I was laughing at him and he thought it was funny enough to chuckle but I got no mercy. This time he laid across my chest and used his free hand to take his shorts off. Then he held me down while he spun his ass around and sat right down on my chest!



Think you re funny smartass? he asked. Then he moved his shirt on to my face. I tried to shake it off with my head finally it moved off my head onto the floor next to me. What I saw next was Jeff s fully erect cock lying on my chest. I was mesmerized. Jeff leaned forward over my head and let it fall on my face. Who s the champ? He asked.



I stopped smiling and told him it was a joke and to get it out of my face. He slapped my cheeks with it and then moved off of me.



You re on the bottom this time he said. He didn t move towards his shorts just knelt beside me wearing his t-shirt. I knew what was coming next. 1-2! and he pulled my shorts to my knees exposing my bare white ass to the fresh air.



Since I was handicapped before having my knees bound I was an easier target this time. He mounted me from behind face into the carpet and ground his hard cock into the crack of my ass. I no longer tried to fight him it felt so good right there. We struggled with each other for a few minutes but both of us were enjoying this too much to fight hard. He left me enough of an opening to roll over on my back. Then our hard cocks were grinding against each other.



He looked at me and asked if I was enjoying myself.



I told him that for my first time wrestling wasn t so bad.



He moved up to my chest again. This time he lowered his cock right onto my mouth. I didn t hesitate to open it and take in his cock. I didn t think it was gay or queer we certainly hadn t ever heard of bisexual before it was just so hot and I was so turned on that it seemed natural. I told him to sit on the couch then I knelt down in front of him. Turns out I was a natural cocksucker too because I was able to get his entire cock into my mouth. Jeff s cock was thicker than mine but only about five and a half inches long.



I sucked it with gusto using my tongue up and down the shaft stopping every so often to lick and suck his balls. He grabbed my head and forced more cock into my mouth he gave no warning when his dick started throbbing and spewing cum into my mouth and throat. I had tasted my own cum before and his was salty and slimy and different but not too bad.



He leaned back on the couch and told me that I had just given him his first and best blow job ever. He said it was far better than any time he jerked himself off. I sat down next to him on the burnt orange couch my cock pointing to the basement s drop ceiling. Without a word he leaned over across my leg and started sucking my cock. Pre-cum was already leaking from it when he started. I was so hot and hard it took only a minute or two in his warm wet mouth before the cum exploded out of me.



Without ever putting on his shorts Jeff went to the fridge grabbed us each a soda and walked back into the rec room. As he came back into the room his cock was already slightly hard. I had to chuckle that he still had his t-shirt on and a bare ass.

He asked if I had a problem with what we d just done.



I said Hell no!



Then he asked if I thought it made us fags. I told him that his Penthouse collection got me hard before and I thought it still would. He agreed. When I told him it was the best cum I d ever had he laughed. I damn near gagged on it. It was like chugging a whole can of soda in one shot.



You know my parents won t be home for awhile. Up for another match?



I knelt down in front of his growing cock and started sucking and licking his balls they were much hairier than mine. He stepped forward and said he wanted to fuck my ass. When I agreed he disappeared upstairs and returned with a handful of rubbers and some KY. I bent over the couch and he lubed my ass with the KY and his finger. It felt so good that my hard-on returned immediately.



Jeff slid the rubber over his fat cock and knelt behind me. Going very easy at first he entered my ass. The pressure was incredible. Finally he got his fat head into me. Slowly he slid the rest of his cock into my virgin hole. My face was pushed into the orange couch and I couldn t see anything. Every sensation was focused on his cock sliding in and out of my ass. He started working it faster and faster. I would try to squeeze him with my ass muscles but I couldn t feel anything but his rock hard dick. My cock just kept rubbing against the front of the couch and getting more and more sensitive.



Finally Jeff pushed deep into me and I felt the throbbing sensation of his cum shooting into me. At the same time my own cock shot a load of cum all over the couch.



It wouldn t be the last time cum landed on the couch either...

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The Professor & His Student Ch. 02

Two days later Art showed up at my door wearing a loose bathing suit and carrying a towel.



Let me guess I said you want to use my swimming pool.



Yeah and I m hoping you ll join me. Actually I want to swim in the nude and I hope you ll do that with me too.



Of course I will. I need the exercise and getting away from preparing lessons and reading students papers will be good for me.



But you re not doing either one right now Art said.



Well hell I gotta eat food too in addition to your dick.



I was preparing strawberries for a fruit salad and a strawberry shortcake. I also like to snack on strawberries.



Tell you what Art if you step out of that bathing suit and set up the lounge chairs in the shady part of the patio I ll join you in a few minutes. With extra strawberries.



As he stepped out of his bathing suit he was sporting a very healthy hard-on. I looked at it contemplating whether to stop what I m doing so I could suck his beautiful cock to climax.



He must have been reading my mind because he gripped me in a strong hug kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear Do you need a break from that? I have something for you that you ll love. It s smooth hard and creamy.



I ignored him and continued with my chores and he went out the back door to do his.



I could hear him frolicking in the water as I finished up and put my fruit salad and strawberries in the refrigerator. I also got a bowl for the strawberries that I didn t prepare—those that I didn t cut the green tops off.



I removed my clothing before going outside. It was a hot day and I love to swim in the nude.



Art was in a lounge chair idly playing with his erection when I came out with the strawberries.



Where s the Cool Whip? he asked.



Huh?



Cool Whip! You don t eat strawberries plain do you?



Well yeah I replied. Since you already have the run of my house it s in the fridge you can bring it out yourself.



I sat down and started snacking.



Art was out in a flash with the whole container of Cool Whip and right away dunked two oversized strawberries into it.



On the third strawberry he held it up to his face studying it—the small end aimed at his face.



Sarcastically I said Better study it carefully you might have a quiz on it.



Have you ever noticed that on some strawberries if you look at them a certain way they look like the head of a dick?



Then he took that strawberry into his mouth and gave it a strong suck with an obscene slurping noise.



I swear I saw his penis twitch!



The next one he dipped it into his mouth with a dab of Cool Whip on it sucked off the topping and smiled it me.



One didn t need to be a Greek scholar to know the meaning behind that!



We finished the strawberries in the next few minutes. Art got up to take the Cool Whip back to the fridge but as he walked by me he stuck his finger in the topping and handed the container to me.



He dabbed some topping on his penis and stood close to me. I have another strawberry for you to eat and it already comes with cream.



I set the container on the table and then grabbed Art s hips and put his strawberry in my mouth. I could feel his rigid penis sliding back and forth on the groove of my tongue. I applied stronger pressure from my palate to try to suck the life out of his cock.



I kept up the pressure for several minutes thinking he would cum soon. He was merely stroking my hair and ears as he stood there enjoying the sensations I was giving him.



I was erect myself and tempted to stroke myself to orgasm I was so horny.



Then all of a sudden Art grabbed the sides of my head with both hands and pulled me into his body then he began humping my face hard.



I felt his erection expand and soon I could feel his cum erupting in my mouth. I tried not to swallow right away I wanted to taste this young man s jism while I could before I swallowed.



I stood up from my seat Art still stood so I hugged him. My erection pushed upward as it his belly. I knew if I rubbed my body against his too tightly that I would cum all over him.



Art put his hand on my penis but he was perceptive enough to know that if he put too much action into his manipulation that I would indeed cum all over him.



I saw him reach over to the Cool Whip and grab a large dollop of it in his fingers. He sat down peeled my foreskin back and applied the Cool Whip.



Now I m ready to eat your strawberry.



The Cool Whip came off quickly and then he sucked on the head of my penis while holding my foreskin back. With the action of his lips tongue and palate I knew I wouldn t last long.



Then the bastard stopped!



Art what the fuck . . .!?



Let s go for a swim first!



Like hell! I m ready to make an offering for the god Priapus into your mouth.



Spoilsport! Okay but I m going to flavor it up again.



With an even bigger dollop of Cool Whip Art again savored my cock. He varied his technique this time by using the foreskin to suck on working his tongue on the head of my penis and trying to deep-throat me. That last effort nearly caused him to regurgitate half a bowlful of strawberries.



I came suddenly when he was not expecting it and I came all over his face.



That s what you get when you don t pay attention I said.



We spent quite some time swimming in my pool. I have always found swimming nude to be extremely erotic and it has always given me a hard-on. I noticed it had the same effect on Art.



He climbed out and stood on the edge looking at me.



Is that a piss hard-on or are you glad I m here with you? I asked.



Yes.



Ah. You like water sports?



Water sports?



Yeah pee play. It s a lot of fun. First let me go into the house and get something.



I came back with a tube of K-Y Jelly. I wanted that kid s beautiful little cock in my ass!



What s that for? he asked.



You ll see. Now I am going to kneel down on all fours and you are going to kneel behind me. I want you to pee on my asshole then apply the K-Y Jelly to your dick and then fuck the shit out of me. Doggy style of course. I set plastic cushions down for us to be comfortable.



Jeez sounds like fun. He peed all over my asshole my balls my back and arched his pee so it even hit my head.



Being the recipient of anal intercourse has never really appealed to me and I had it done to me only once years ago. The experience was gentle and pleasant. However I much prefer cocks and cunts.



But I cannot resist this beautiful young man with the pretty cock. He inserted it easily into me and he held onto my hips while he humped me. In just a few minutes I could feel the swell of his penis as he filled me with his cum.



I stood up and I could feel my own strong need to piss and come. I was hard and my desire to masturbate myself to orgasm was strong.



Piss on me! Art said still kneeling.



So I aimed at his crotch and emptied my bladder. When the last drop hung on my penis Art was on it sucking my cock hungrily. I wanted to cum but I didn t want to be in a hurry to end it that quickly either.



Let s take a shower together Art. And if we feel like it we can do some more swimming. Want to have supper with me?



That d be great!



Your parents don t mind if you spend the night with me do they? I would love to have you sleep with me.



It s no problem. I m eighteen remember? I sometimes stay over at friends houses especially when we ve been drinking. And I d love to sleep with you.

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Turnabout s Fair Play

Why didn t it surprise me to see the run-down office building...its exterior about ten years past needing a paint job window shutters tilted or fallen from place.



Typical I thought. This cheapskate doesn t pay his bills or put a dime into anything but his own pocket



The only car parked outside had me counting the number of accidents it had endured and where all the auto body repair shops must have run off too. Perhaps the heap couldn t make the distance any longer.

I was already dreading having to meet and confront this dirt bag but unfortunately some aspects of business were unpleasant and equally unavoidable. The guy simply refused to pay his bill and time had long ago run out.



Impressions didn t improve upon entering the main office where its complete disarray and the stench of too many cigarettes were the first assaults to my senses.



Hello... I called into the empty space.



Great! The SOB has dogged me again and split... I was thinking angrily. Stepping forward to what could be construed to be a receptionist s desk I was preparing to leave the resident bastard a scathing note when I heard the creaking of furniture off to my right.



Hello... I called again slowly walking towards the sound and entering a smaller side office. I must have surprised the occupant because he was hurriedly tossing things around and stuffing drawers. Finished he pulled up to his desk and faced me.



Robert...? I asked after he d composed himself.



Yeah... was the gruff reply. Who are you? he said in an annoyed tone.



It s me...you know the guy you keep telling the check s in the mail to? I said as I approached the side of his desk. He was a big man and I felt getting closer and hovering over him would increase my power in the confrontation. How wrong I was. I figured it about time to collect my money and we both know you cant lick a stamp.



The money the money...yes..that he began musing.



He was definitely uncomfortable by my presence so I was winning the battle. What I didn t realize then was how willingly I would soon surrender the war. With elbows planted on the desk he faced forward and didn t want to face me.



In complete control I continued to dictate to him... Yes that...the money you ve been lying to me about for the past two months. Why don t you cut me a check now so I can get out of here.



Standing over his still messy desk my eye was drawn to a magazine protruding from a half closed drawer. There was nothing remarkable about it...unless you found the image of the young hard body with the impressive hard on remarkable...which I did.



A bit disconcerted I tried to stay on message and continued... I don t think I ve ever done business with someone like you. Is lying continually the way with you? My voice and facial expressions were carrying out the game plan still but my mind and eyes were on the picture and that tasty looking cock. My thought patterns were scattered now...and when I realized that I d probably caught him jerking off looking at the magazine my cock took advantage of me and started swelling nicely...filling my already tight underwear.



Robert s head spun quickly as he counter-attacked ... it was your screw ups that caused all the problems... and he caught me while ogling that cock my eyes transferring back to his face too slowly.



Ahhhh...yeah right... I countered hesitantly and weakly...the first indication of my turning tail.



There was an extended silence as we considered each other...too long a silence for me. Too exciting a silence from my own good...my heart was pumping hard now because of this embarrassing...and kinky situation...my cock throbbing in time with each pump. I was totally frozen in place feeling my inner thoughts exposed and captured by this nasty man yet strangely excited that he d caught me!



I m silent as I watch his eyes slowly and openly course over my body...inspecting me...gauging my weakness. My cock pounds for release as I see him stop and stare at the obvious bulge in my pants...that I make no effort to conceal. I stand before him as exposed as if I wore not clothes at all. The tables have been turned and now he all the cards seem to be in his hand...I simply wait for him to deal them. I want him to make the next move...I need him to make the next move...



Come in here to hassle me... he spits out in a low close whisper his chair slowly turning away from his desk towards me. All set to be a tough guy where you?



So frozen am I that I have to tug in quick breaths. My eyes left his and I acknowledging my desires by looking to his crotch...and was rewarded when he turned completely and revealed his full thick and hard cock.



What do you want more now asshole...your check or my cock?



My answer came quickly...I was kneeling in seconds my lips wrapped around his sweet cock!



Ahhhh...now there s my little bill collector...suck that baby.



I hardly heard a word he said so complete was my worship to his manhood. Had he guessed my weakness for cock? Planned this whole affair and planted the magazine? I would wonder about that later...but my need now was only to suck and kiss the sweetness in my mouth. Savor the sweet bliss that comes over me only when another man s cock fills me. A full mushroom head my tongue curled around its edges slowly...drinking up the resulting precum quickly lest it drain away and be wasted.



Robert leaned back in his chair and allowed me my pleasures. At its fullest his cock was a man-sized meal of some 8 or 10 inches...requiring stroking while my mouth lavished each crevice and edge with loving licks and kisses.



Mmmmmmm... was all I said as I loved his tool like only another needy man can do.



I notice that ring on your finger he said. Married men make the best cocksuckers...they really do



Mmmmmmm... I replied as I licked his pole my tongue probing his pee hole. Breaking away I admired him from up close and said in a passion filled whisper Its because we don t get cock often enough...and are sure to love it right when we do... my lips and tongue quickly returning to their work.



Grabbing my own balls and squeezing my cock spewed cum into my underwear. Ooooooo.. I moan Swallowing his head and sucking furiously as I squeezed my lemon dry!



A few minutes later Robert instructed me to turn. Totally compliant and willing I got on all fours and crawled a slight distance onto a throw rug. He worked my belt and hurriedly pulled my trousers and briefs down...exposing my firm ass.



Take me... I whispered to him lowering my head to the floor and raising my ass high for him to have. Fully expecting to feel his beautiful cock split my ass cheeks and slide to the hilt I m pleasantly surprised by what occurred next.



SMACK his palm came down across my ass!



Ahhhhhh... I quickly winced from the pleasurepain but just as quickly raised my ass again...



You cock sucking bill collector. SMACK Think I give a shit about your bill?



SMACK...SMACK



My ass cheeks are bouncing from his attentions...tingles of pleasure shoot to my brain and crotch.



This is the only payment you ll get from me... SMACK again harder still!



Ohhhhh please...please pay me back...AHHHHHHHH YES SIR! My cock is hard once again and throbs with each new swat of his hand. A tear collects in my eye as he takes me to new heights of pleasure with his furious assault...my ass bouncing up to meet his downward passes we gyrate in blissful rhythm.



The there is silence again.



My ass is on fire! I could only imagine how red and glowing it must look. Somehow I was proud that he d marked me...made me his in a way...and now he was preparing to make me his completely.



Rising off the floor he dropped his pants. In the mirror to my left I was able to see him his considerable cock fully extended and hard...stretched out from him like a rod...soon to be planted deep within me.



Taking a handful of cum from my underwear he greased his pole until it shone brightly.



That looks delicious Sir... I told him... but I m sure it will feel even better...



Taking a bottle of lube from his desk he massaged my aching ass with its cool smoothness...making certain...in a very pleasing way...to work my hole good.



The he mounted me.



AHHHHHH... I felt the sweet strain of my ass hole expanding and wrapping around him. Watching in the mirror I saw as he pushed each loving inch into me! Give it to me baby... I whispered and grunted.



In a few moments he was in to the hilt and began to ride me like a cowboy rides his bull!



Ahhhh fuck me!



Ahhh...ahhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhhhhh he pushed from my mouth with each plunge deep into my hole.



Oooooooo you re a good bitch...mmmmmmmmm he said. I watched his eyes close as he pumped down into me with increasing speed and ease. Rising my ass up to meet him I tried to work my hole...grab and pull his cock as it deserved but realized that his thickness made that unnecessary. We were so tight he was getting a great ride anyway.



In a few moments I felt him go completely stiff within me...he d reached the point of no return...and looking at him I saw his eyes roll back...his knees shiver...and then with a big moan he began to release into me. Pumping me deeply and fully...his sweet hot cum pouring from his convulsing cock.



Ooooo that s right baby...fill me up...ahhhhhhh yesssssssss...mmmmmmm I held my ass firmly in place to receive all of him not wanting to miss a drop. Pump it in there...ahhhhhhh.



Finally he dropped to the floor next to me...completely spent his breathing slowing.



It was only fitting that I complete my tasks lick him clean while he rested collecting his strength back. After all I wasn t due back at the office until tomorrow...



Although I wouldn t admit it to him then (or for some time in fact) I couldn t get enough of his cock. You see it is right...we married cock suckers simply don t get it enough. When a tool of this magnificence drops into our mouths...well respect and care must be given...even if it is attached to an asshole!



By the end of the day I d satisfied Robert enough that he did cut that check...so everybody went home happy. My company got its cash...I d gotten quite a fill of Robert s cum...and he well he got himself a fairly regular fuck and could put those magazines away more often.



You see...he continued to get behind in his payments...and of course I was always dispatched to collect the cash.