NookieStar presents: Brian and Tucker Chapter 3Brian and TuckerChapter ThreeTucker paid the cashier, grabbed the plastic bag with the two tubes of lubeand raced for the elevator. His cock was steadily rising and he used thebag to hide it as best he could. It seemed that the elevator was nevergoing to arrive. He considered bounding up the stairs, but just then thedoors opened.All the interns had adjoining rooms. In the room next to his, on one side,were Sam Smithson and Matt Berger. Tuck had learned at dinner that theywere both confirmed bachelors and intended to keep it that way. On theother side were James Gordon and Don Cummings, the two interns who hadelected to go out on the town. They were bachelors also, and Tuck wasconvinced that they were out looking for pussy. Silently he wished themluck.As he got off the elevator, Tuck literally bumped into Matt Berger. Mattwas carrying a bucket of ice he had gotten from the ice machine in thecorridor at the end of the hall. He was wearing the hotel providedbathrobe and slippers. As young men generally do, they each glancedfurtively at the other’s crotch. Matt could see the bulge in Tuck’s pants.The plastic bag did little to hide it. Matt had quite a bulge pushing athis robe also and it was obvious that he had nothing on under the robe.Both men came to the same conclusion. But Matt thought, “Nah. They’remarried men.”Tuck thought: “Man, they just met. I’m beginning to like business trips.”The two guys nodded at each other and entered their rooms ASAP. Brian waslying on top of the covers on the bed nearest the window. He was totallynaked and lying on his back spread eagled. He was fully erect and Tuckthought that he was eyeing the most beautiful sight in the world. He saidto Brian, “You put all other eye candy to shame. Do you know how beautifulyou are and what you do to me?”Brian just smiled and said, “Shut the lights handsome and look at thisview.” The drapes were opened and the room afforded a magnificent view ofthe city. Night had just fallen and the city lights made it look likeChristmas in August.”Not until I hang up my suit,” Tuck answered, “and not until we call ourwives. I only brought one suit and I need it every night for dinner,except if we go out once or twice.” They had been informed that theseminars were informal. They could even wear shorts if they wanted to.Tuck hung his suit and dress shirt in the closet. He laid his tie, socksand Hanes boxers on a chair for further use. He had only worn the socksand underwear for about an hour and a half and figured he could wear themat least once more. Then stark naked they called their wives. Tuck calledMaryann first and while he was talking, Brian sucked his cock. It was allTuck could do to get through the call without laughing. Assuring Maryannhe loved her, Tuck hung up still laughing. When Brian called Colleen, Tucksucked Brian’s cock. When Brian hung up they laughed hysterically like twoimpish boys.Having satisfied themselves in the shower just a short while ago, neitherfelt any great sense of urgency to begin wild sex.”I’ve got an idea,” Tuck said. “We’re both practically hairless, but aftersucking your cock before, I hope you won’t mind if we trim our pubes alittle. I don’t mean drastically so the wives notice, just enough so I canget a good amount of you in my mouth without tasting hair.”"For you, I’ll do anything,” Brian said and he went into the bathroom toget his shaving kit which contained a small pair of scissors. Brian didthe honors for Tuck and visa versa. They admired their handiwork andclimbed back in bed. They positioned themselves facing each other. Theyeach placed an arm under the other’s shoulder and with their other handthey began to fondle one another with soft, feathery strokes. Their lipsfound each other and parted as one tongue tickled the other. They let goof their cocks and pressed them together. They dry humped each other,while moaning and sighing in ecstasy. Then as if on cue they whisperedsimultaneously into one another’s ears, “I love you.” Their cocks andtheir tongues ground into each other harder and harder.”I want you to fuck me,” Tuck whispered. I have plenty of lube.”Only if you return the favor,” Brian said hoarsely.”For you, Hon, anything,” Tuck responded kissing Brian so hard histongue hurt. They were beginning to use words like `Hon,’ `Babe,’`Sweetie’ and neither of them even noticed. Better watch out when theother guys are around.But Brian grew concerned. “We’ll have to get you really prepared for thewidth of me. It might take more than one session.”"Stop talking and do me before I erupt,” Tuck admonished Brian. So Briantold Tuck to lie on his stomach. He straddled Tuck and began to kiss hisneck. He licked his way down Tuck’s back until he reached his crack.Brian spread Tuck’s cheeks and licked his way down the crack until he foundhis love hole. Tuck still tasted soap from their recent shower. Thatsmell, blended with a musky odor, hardened Brian’s cock even more. Histongue delicately swiped at Tuck’s opening, and Tuck nearly jumped out ofbed with one great sigh. Then little little Brian’s tongue enteredTuck’s hole. His moaning increased in volume.”Are you sure you want to do this?” Tuck moaned to Brian, really hopingBrian would never stop.”"You have no idea how good you taste, and how much this is turning me on,was Brian’s response. “Besides, this is how I got Colleen’s pussy ready,and I have more prep work to do so lie back and enjoy.” The tubes of lubewere on the bed stand. Brian took one and squirted a hefty amount onTuck’s ass hole. He then easily inserted his fore finger. It didn’t hurtTuck at all, but Tuck felt like he might need to take a dump. When Briansaw that Tuck was squirming in pleasure, he started to insert anotherfinger. Now there was some resistance so Brian withdrew and then enteredtwo fingers again very slowly. He reached the sphincter and pressedlightly. Once he penetrated, Tuck relaxed and began to squirm again inpure pleasure.”Oh ba,” Tuck sighed, “this is fantastic. I wish I had known about thissooner.”Without saying anything, Brian squirted more lube on his other fingers withhis free hand, and inserted another finger into Tuck. The third fingerslipped in with relative ease, so Brian took a chance. He generously lubedhis fat cock, gently withdrew his three fingers, peeled back his fore skinand placed his cock head against Tuck’s hole. Gently, centimeter centimeter he entered Tuck. Until Brian reached the sphincter, Tuckthought he would die from the pain, but he wanted to get fucked Brian sobadly, he kept silent. Then Brian penetrated and he was able to slip inwith very little resistance. He lay on top of his new love without movingso that Tuck could get used to the sensation. The pain diminished and withBrian’s cock inside of him, Tuck started to cry from the joy of it.He said to Brian, “I want to look at you while you fuck me.”Brian withdrew, and Tuck turned over on his back. Brian got on his kneesin front of Tuck, and placed each of Tuck’s legs on his shoulders. He thenlubed himself again and slowly entered Tuck. This time entry was almosteffortless. When he was all the way in, Tuck could feel Brian’s trimmedpubic hairs tickling his ass, and his excitement grew stronger.”Now,” Tuck yelled at Brian, “ride me hard.” Brian began to thrust, slowlyat first, and then harder. Tuck thrust forward to meet Brian’s thrusts.They developed a love rhythm. They began to sweat and Brian leanedforward, leaning on Tuck, so that their sweat blended together and madelittle swishing sounds. Tuck wrapped his legs around Brian’s waist urginghim further inside of him. Sounds of, “This is great; I love this; Don’tstop; Harder, Harder,” filled the room.Brian’s cock was massaging Tuck’s prostate and his orgasm was building. Hedidn’t want to cum, but he couldn’t stop it. With one loud scream he beganto spurt his cum in stream after stream, blending it with the sweat ontheir bellies. When he climaxed, he contracted his ass hole, and that wastoo much for Brian who began to fill Tuck’s ass with his sweet juices.They lay lost in the splendor of it all, unable to move, kissing all thewhile. Eventually Brian’s cock slipped out of Tuck’s ass and he rolledover to lie side side with his lover.Unexpectedly Brian got out of bed. “Where are you going?” Tuck wanted toknow.”I’m going to get us something to drink. There’s a vending machine downthe hall.” There was enough light coming in from outside so that he didn’thave to put on any lights. He went to the bathroom, took a towel, andcleaned himself off. He then cleaned Tuck’s belly, cock and ass hole. Hethrew the dirty towel on the bathroom floor, and put on the hotel bathrobeand slippers. They both had laid coins on the dresser. He put the coinsin the pocket of the robe, removed the plastic from the ice bucket thehotel had provided, and headed for the vending machine. At the ice machinehe ran into Matt Berger, who was refilling his ice bucket, and was not toosteady on his feet. He, and possibly his room mate, had obviously beendrinking.With a bit of a chuckle, Brian said, “You should take it easy man.Tomorrow is a big day.” Matt just grinned and went back to his room.Brian filled the ice bucket with just a little ice, got two cokes from themachine, placed the cans on top of the ice and returned to his room. Hedouble locked the door, put some ice in the plastic cups, which were astaple at every hotel, poured a coke for each of them, handed a cup to Tuckand sat down in bed next to him. They gave each other a chaste little kisson the lips, and Tuck was the first to speak.”Brian honey, that was the most fantastic sex I have ever had. The feel ofyour cock inside of me was simply awesome. Then when you filled me withcum, I can’t describe how fantastic that felt. I know this all sounds soweird, but I love you so much it hurts.” Brian smiled at Tuck and began tocry with happiness. Before either could say anything else, they bothfelt a bump on the wall behind the bed, and then another and another.Brian started to laugh. “What’s so funny?” Tuck wanted to know.”I figure the room next door is a mirror image of ours. The backs of theirbeds are against the same wall as ours. Honey, I think Sam and Matt arefucking.” They began to giggle, jumped out of bed and put their ears tothe wall. They clearly heard someone yell, “God this is great,” and theythought they could hear moaning. Finally, they distinctly heard a scream,followed shortly another.”Good grief, do you think they heard us before?” Tuck asked Brian? “Thatwouldn’t be good. We’re married and they aren’t.”"They’re both drunk,” Brian reassured Tuck. “I doubt they are aware ofanything. Come let’s get back to bed.” They put what was left of theirdrinks on the dresser, and got back into bed. This time they pulled downthe covers and enjoyed the fresh, cool sheets underneath. They both beganto giggle thinking of what they had just heard. It also made them hornyand both were hard again.”Roll over,” Tuck commanded Brian. He leaned over and spread Brian’scheeks. His tongue tickled up and down Brian’s crack and after enoughteasing, he began to suck and kiss Brian’s ass hole, enjoying the mixedsmell of soap and musk. He now knew why Brian had been so turned on.Finally his tongue sought to fill Brian’s hole and he was able to enteralmost an inch with his tongue. Brian was squirming and moaning loudly allthe while. Then he told Brian to lie on his back. He reached over for thehalf empty tube of lube. He had Brian put his legs on his shoulders and hebegan to lubricate Brian’s ass. Brian was going crazy.”Oh Tuck, Tuck darling, don’t stop. I love it, love it.” He moaned. Tuckinserted one finger and when there was no resistance, he inserted a second.Obviously, Brian was born to be a bottom, so with no further ado, Tucklubed his cock, positioned it at his target and slowly started to enter.He met little or no resistance. “It’s so good, Tuck. Put it in as far asyou can get it, please, please.” Brian sighed at Tuck.Without even thinking if Sam and Matt could hear anything, Tuck drove home.His pubes rubbed against Brian’s ass, heightening the sensation for both ofthem. Brian was the first to yell, “Oh Hon, I’m cumming.” He was amazedthat this was happening without anybody stroking his cock. He came,screaming his lungs out, with fewer squirts than usual, which was perfectlyunderstandable. His cum was squishing between their bellies, and that putTuck over the top. Even though he was trying to delay his orgasm, he toogave out a loud yelp and deposited his seed inside of Brian.When Brian felt his ass being filled with Tuck’s juice he began to sobuncontrollably. “Tuck ba, I, I, I,” he couldn’t find the words. Tuckwiped Brian’s eyes and began to kiss him madly as the two of them collapsedin exhaustion. They lay still for quite a while until Tuck got the towelfrom the bathroom floor and cleaned them both off. Then he climbed intobed. They faced each other and began to kiss each other tenderly whilefondling one another’s cocks.Then Tuck said, “You know I considered myself quite a stud in college. Ididn’t really slow down until I met Maryann. Before that I had lots andlots of sex. But let me tell you, Babe, nothing, and I mean nothing,compares to what we had tonight. Thank you, thank you. Thank you.” Heleaned over to give Brian yet another tender kiss.”I hear what you’re saying, and I can only agree. You just gave me thebest sex I have ever known,” Brian said in agreement.Suddenly Brian began to cry softly and he said to Tuck, “Tuck, my dearest,you are my whole life. I can’t conceive of continuing my life withoutyou. but we have to face reality. What are we going to do about our wives?I truly love Colleen. I don’t want to hurt her.”Tuck was silent for a moment. He put his arm under Brian’s neck and drewhim close to him. “We aren’t going to do anything,” he said. “We aregoing to live a lie, just as I imagine thousands of other’s are living thislie. We are going to continue to function as straight couples. It will beeasier for us at work, with our families and with our church. We live nextdoor to each other. We work together. We are exceptionally good friends.I promise you from the bottom of my heart that I will never desert you.We’ll find ways to be together, like maybe fishing trips, business tripsand the like. We have to be particularly careful in public and with ourwives to make sure we stop using terms of endearment or touching each otherinappropriately. We’ve just got to pull it off. That’s the only way wecan be together. We have to do this because I can’t live without you.”Brian gave Tuck a long and tender kiss. “Yes,” he agreed. “That’s what wehave got to do.” The two lovers held each other tightly and finally fellasleep.The next morning they rediscovered the joy of showering together. Theyfooled around like two kids, but neither of them climaxed. After dressingcasually, they went down to the dining room. Since there was norequirement that the interns eat like soldiers in a mess hall, the hostesssat them at a table for four. They sat at right angles so they could toucheach other under the table. Before they could even order breakfast, Samand Matt entered the dining room and spotted them.”Mind if we join you?” Sam asked.”Of course you can,” Brian and Tuck said in unison. Sam and Matt sat downand it was obvious that they were very hung over. As soon as they put downtheir menus, Matt’s left hand and Sam’s right went under the table. Tucknoticed and smiled to himself. He also remembered to keep both of his armsatop the table. Eventually Brian picked up on it, and made sure his armswere visible at all times.According to their handouts, the first seminar was in the Colonial Room.After breakfast, the four table mates left the dining room and went to thefront desk to inquire where the Colonial Room was. They were now joined several other of the interns who had been milling about in the lob. Thedesk clerk gave them directions and they all headed out. The room was setup with four tables covered with table cloths. There were three chairs ateach table. There was a pitcher of ice water and a glass at each station.There was a desk at the front of the room and an easel with a large pad andmarkers. At the back of the room was another table with a coffee urn,plastic flatware, napkins, paper cups and saucers, bagels, donuts andDanish pastry. An intern could get fat here this week.Over the next few days, the men learned everything they should know aboutthe company they were to work for. But the most important thing that Brianand Tuck learned, they learned at this very first seminar. The knowledgeof this particular company policy was to have a profound effect on theirsecret lives.The instructor informed them that whenever the company got an assignment,that assignment was never a solo undertaking. It was a team effort. Thatis to say, an engineer from each division went out on the job. Only whenthe needs and parameters of the job were clearly defined did the engineerswho were needed remain at the job. The others went back home to bereassigned elsewhere.Brian caught Tuck’s eye. Silently they agreed that they had to find a wayto be assigned to the same team so that they could travel out of towntogether as much as possible.During the rest of the week, they made love as often as possible, andjudging the noise from the next room, so did Matt and Sam. It was toobad that Sam was going back to Chicago and Matt was headed back to LosAngeles.Tuck really felt for them, but he knew that if they really loved eachother, they would eventually ask for transfers to the same city so thatthey might be together.The last night in Kansas City, the lovers just cuddled and held one anothertightly. They refrained from climaxing. After all, they needed to havesome strength left for their wives.To be Continued…
NookieStar presents: “Bottom to Top – Part 4′This is an erotic story about man-to-man sexual activities. Ifyou are offended such material, too young to read such, or itis illegal in your community, stop here and clear your screen!Otherwise read on and , I hope, enjoy the story. If you do,write and let me know. If you don’t, you may tell me that too,but please do it in good taste and constructively. Flames will beignored and deleted. Positive comments will be acknowledged.Although there is no mention of the use of condoms in this story(it is fantasy), don’t you try that! Always be safe!!!Bottom to Top – Part 4It had been Wednesday night when Mitch paid his surprise visit tome — and — as an added surprise, brought Julio (aka Ernesto inmy “. Being Neighborly” stories) along with him. It was nowSaturday morning, and, of course, my wife Rachael was out at thehairdresser. This morning she was going to be gone even longerbecause she also had an appointment at the nail place. Since hehad interrupted me the other night, now was the chance to printoff my monthly supply of stories from NookieStar.I had been online about 10 minutes and already had a print bufferfull of stories when I heard a knock and then, without anyhesitation, heard the door opening. “Oh, shit!” I muttered,knowing I was about to be caught with a printer-full of eroticstories (and gay male ones at that!!). I started to do my usualdelete and clear panic — like I do when I see her drive into thedriveway and I’m still printing — but before I could do muchmore than clear the story I had just brought up on the screen, afigure came through the door from the living room into the hall.”Damn! You scared the shit out of me!” I barked at Mitch. “Ithought you were Rache and I was about to be caught red-handedwith my stories. Please.next time you come in, shout out who youare!!! It could save me a heart attack!”"Sorry, Uncle Peter. Didn’t mean to do that. .but I never knock– or at least haven’t as long as I can remember. and I’ve beencoming in and out of this house forever. . what’cha got there?”"Stories off NookieStar. I can only print them off when your AuntRache is out of the house for a while. That’s what scared meshitless. I thought it was her coming in, and I would have beencaught without a prayer. If I don’t know how long she’ll begone, I watch the street and when I see her, if I’m stillprinting stuff, I can delete the queue and turn the printer offto kill anything in it. I’ve had to do that several times overthe past few years. But I never had her come in all the waybefore I knew she was there. Thank god it was you this time! .So what brings you over on a bright Saturday morning. . orshould I bother to ask?”"Well . truthfully . I was kinda horny and kinda hopin’ that ..Maybe . you and I .. I mean.. I know you’re usually here aloneon Saturday mornings, so I came over . and .. “So here it was … and here I sat . “What’s going on?” Ithought to myself. “Here is one hot little stud, standing thereasking you to go for it, and here you are still sitting andtalking to yourself.” One part of me wanted to just stand up andopen the front of his jeans and dive right onto what would, then, be a hot, throbbing, steel-hard, rigid stake.The other part of me was recognizing that I was an old mancompared to that 18-year-old hunk and, as much as I had enjoyedour earlier encounters, I really didn’t feel right about it anddidn’t want it to go any further. I considered calling Juli tocome over, but he was also quite a bit older than Mitch. That’swhen the thought hit me.Getting up, I walked past him, reaching down to at least get agood grope of that delicious basket as I passed. “Just aminute,” I said. Going into the living room, I looked out thewindow and across the street. Sure enough, there it was. Justwhat I was hoping for. The silver grey SUV. Rick was visitingChuck.and that could only mean one thing!!”Hey, Mitch. come here,” I called.As he came into the living room, I turned to him and said, “we’regoing visiting.”"We .what??” he answered, a very confused look on his face.”If you read enough to figure out about me and CNJShore9, andabout me and Ernie — I mean Juli — then you must know about the’Chuck wagon’. Well, cowboy, we’re about to check out what’s toeat over there!”"Hey, Unc. Peter. That sounds great! I know all about Chuckand the guys from your stories, but I didn’t have the guts to goover there on my own. You really mean you’re going to take meover there?”"Yep! Hold onto your balls, ’cause they are going to get aworking out like you’ve never thought could happen!! Alex isthere, and who knows who else. .and when I tell you they arehorny as hell and can go at it all day, I mean they are horny ashell and can go at it all day!!! You are about to meet yourmatch!! –or should I say your ‘matches’. . and besides, Ihaven’t had any of that hot meat myself for a while. I mightjust could use some of that! C’mon!”Two minutes later we had crossed the street and were standing onthe steps knocking on Chuck’s door. To avoid any ‘confusion’inside, I also called out: “Hey, Chuck. Open up. It’sme..Peter.”"It’s unlocked,” I heard. “C’mon in.”As I walked in, I saw Chuck and Rick sitting at the kitchen tablehaving a cup of coffee. Both of them were as naked as the daythey were born, but a quick glance at Rick’s crotch showed thatnothing was ‘going on’ as they say. Before I thought to sayanything else, Mitch stepped in behind me. From the look ontheir faces (yes I was looking up there for a change), I thoughtthey were both going to have a coordinated stroke!”It’s okay,” I managed to get out. “He’s with me.”"Wha’..who? Uhn.” was about the best Chuck was able to get out.Then he stopped for a minute, composed himself, and asked:”Haven’t I seen you going in and out of Peter’s house since youwere a little kid? Aren’t you his nephew, or something?”Fielding his questions, I answered: “Yes.and.no. Yes, you’veprobably seen him growing up, but, no, he really isn’t my nephew– just the son of a very good friend of Rache’s. Chuck. Rick.Meet Mitch. Mitch, you must know Chuck down there at the end ofthe table.and this hot, blonde stud is Rick.”"Hi, guys,” Mitch greeted them like they were fully clothed andeverything was perfectly normal.”So what’s this all about?” Chuck questioned. “Not that I’mcomplaining, but how come you’re here.and with him?”"Well. it’s a long story. but suffice it to say, this brightyoung man uncovered my identity and, of course, my other secretsfrom the stories in NookieStar. Then he came out to me — all theway. I thought he might like to meet you and your friends. Youmay be a little older, but you’re sure as hell a lot closer tohis age than I am. .and, yes, he’s legal. He may only be 18,but he’s far from virgin, and is also a very quick study. Do youmind if we join your for a while?”"Uhn.. No. not at all. C’mon in — and take your clothes off!”Chuck replied with a smile.”You heard the man,” I said as I turned to Mitch. “House ruleson Saturday say ‘no clothing optional’. Give ‘em an eyeful, hotstuff.” Then I moved off to the side to watch as Mitch startedto pull his shirt up over his head.”Mmmmmm.. So far, so good,” Rick quipped.Tossing his shirt over into a corner, Mitch started to run hishands over his muscular torso, stopping to pay a little extraattention to his nipples. In no time they were both hard aslittle pencil erasers sticking out from the mat of light brownhair that lay atop his well-developed pecs.I looked over at Chuck, and it was becoming apparent that he wasinterested in what he was watching. His delicious thick meat wasalready starting to lift its head up off those big egg-like ballson which it had been resting. Sure enough, there was a similarawakening going on in Rick’s lap as well. The boy definitely hadtheir attention!Reaching down to his beltless 501′s, Mitch loosened the topbutton.then the next. Then he stopped and reached further downto cup his basket and lift it up a little. That’s when I noticedthat there was something happening in my own southern region. Ireached down and adjusted myself as well, enjoying the feeling ofwarmth from my hand on my now surprisingly thickened bulge.Mitch ran his open palm over the growing lump in his jeans and itseemed to grow and become more pronounced with each pass of hishand. My cock was now hard as a rock and throbbing in my ownjeans, but I wasn’t going to open anything until Mitch wasfinished with his ‘act’. His hands and fingers now moved backto his fly and another button came undone. Spreading the topsopen, you could see his pink flesh and the tight curls of histreasure trail as they ran down from his navel into the ‘v’ wherethe one button remained. Every eye in the room was focussed onthat picture. Then the last button popped open and the top ofhis light brownish blonde pubic bush was in view.Running his hands around to the back under the denim of hisjeans, Mitch stepped out of his sneakers and slowly began to pushdownward. The tops of his hips began to show as the blue clothslipped past them. Then you could see the top of his milky whiterod as it met the bottom edge of his pubes.and he stopped again.I couldn’t stand it any more. I quickly pulled my shirt off,stepped out of my shoes, and had my belt open and my pants downbefore he moved again. As I stepped out of my shoes, now wearingonly my boxers, he started to lower his jeans again. As he did,his seven inches of teen cock sprung out and up from itsconfinement and slapped against his tight abs.It was like a signal. As you heard the sound of his steely-hardrod smack the skin just under his navel, Chuck and Rick bothstood up from their chairs at the table and started to movetoward Mitch. I pushed my shorts down and stepped out of them,leaving them in a pile with my shirt, pants, and shoes which Ishoved to the side with my right foot. I stepped forward. Richwas now standing alongside Mitch, on his right, and Chuck was athis left. They both reached out and began to stroke Mitch’s body– front and back — shoulders, pecs, down his back and buttocks.Their own rigid cocks were swinging from side to side, sometimescaressing Mitch’s thighs as they passed and leaving little shinymarks of precum where they had been.They stepped in closer and both guys were now right against Mitchon either side, grinding their swollen mancocks into the youngmans thighs and buttcheeks. I moved to his front between themand reached out, taking a hold of the throbbing teencock juttingout from between his legs. He automatically pushed his groinforward to make that rigid pole more accessible.Rick was now leaning forward and had his lips firmly tightenedover Mitch’s right nipple. Chuck was busy nuzzling the left sideof his neck. Their four hands were still stroking and caressingover whatever they could reach. I leaned forward and took thatbeautiful pink head into my mouth. I felt his body tremble inresponse. One of my hands was slowly moving back and forth alongthe velvety soft shaft between my mouth and the bush of pubichairs at the base of his tool. The other had a firm grip on hismarvelous young ba makers in their supple, warm pouch.I felt something push against my hand that was holding his ballsack. Someone’s hand was sliding between his legs from the back.I didn’t know whose it was, but it really didn’t make anydifference. Someone was already starting to work on his asscrackand I felt it as Mitch spread his legs and crouched slightly togive that someone more room and free access. Things werestarting to move. I took my mouth off its prize and stood up,dropping my hold on Mitch’s hot organs, then grabbing both hisand my stiff poles and rubbing them tip to tip. Then I felt ahand brush against me from my right and start to slide in betweenmy own ass cheeks.>From that side, it had to be Chuck. It was a nice big, warmhand; and it felt soooo good. I turned my face to that side andhe leaned forward and planted his lips on mine. Mitch took thatcue and leaned forward to his right and started to kiss withRick. Slowly we started to separate into two pairs. FinallyChuck whispered into my ear, “I want to fuck you. You gonna letme have some of that hot ass?”"MMMmmmmm. Oh, yeah, babe.. You can definitely have some ofthis ass,” I answered. “You just get it all ready. Okay?”"I’m workin’ on it now,” he replied.”And you can work on this one,” I heard Mitch tell Rick. “.butplease go easy. I never took one quite that big and wonderfullooking. But I sure want to try it.”"Let’s go into the bedroom,” Chuck suggested. “There’s room forall of us there,” he continued as he turned and started for thehall door. Mitch and Rick broke apart and the three of usfollowed the leader down the hall. As we got into the room,Chuck opened a bureau drawer and took out a tube of lubricant.He removed the lid and squeezed some into his right palm, thentossed the tube to Rick, who did the same.As Mitch and I just stood there watching, Chuck and Rick, almostin unison, reached down and started to stroke their mammoth-looking eight-plus inchers and spread the shiny, slick lube allover them. Damn it was hot watching them as their uncutforeskins moved back and the smooth, glistening blueish-pinkheads emerged, only to be reshrouded as the skin rolled backforward and covered them again. (I think synchronizedmasterbation ought to be considered for a spot in the olympics.That would be a terrific spectator sport!)”Okay,” Rick spoke up. “Both of you turn around and lean overthe bed. We’ve got some ass fuckin’ to do!”It seemed a bit crude and rough, but Mitch and I didn’t stop tosay anything. We just turned and, still standing side–sideabout three feet apart, Mitch to my right, we leaned over and putour hands flat on the mattress. I have no idea what was goingthrough Mitch’s head at this point, but mine had a hundredquestions going around in it — almost like just before you getonto a high-thrill ride at an amusement park. What’s going tohappen? Is it going to hurt? Is this what I really want to bedoing? All those sorts of mixed fears and feelings.Then I felt the hand slip between my legs and start to spread thenow almost cold slickum into the crack between my cheeks. Assoon as that was done, I felt warmth against the backs of mythighs and then felt the probing, rubbery tip of somethingpushing against my backside. I knew what that was and spread myfeet further apart to open the tops of my legs.Although I was actually looking ahead and down at the bed, Icould tell that the head of Chuck’s cock was now running back andforth between my legs and up the crack between between my cheeks– passing right over the sensitive spot of my pink rose bud.Several times it did that. Then on one pass, it stopped right onthe eventual target. I had just been picturing that maybe he andChuck were still doing their ‘synchronized thing’, mirroring eachother’s movements. I could envision the image of the two of thembehind Mitch and me — Mitch getting and feeling exactly the samethings I was.Hands grabbed me at the tops of my hips — one on each side –and I felt the pressure against my entryway. They were about togo the next step. Then I felt it as the head of Chuck’sdelicious ramrod popped through the tight ring of my sphincterand started to plow its way into the hot, soft glove of my fuckchute.Damn that felt good! There was something about that big cockthat just made me want more of it, so I pushed myself back ontohim to drive him all the way to the hilt. Damn! That felt evenbetter!!Just as I was starting to enjoy that wonderful, full feeling ofhaving a big piece of manmeat buried into my ass, I heard a sharpintake of breath and a faint whimper to my right. I came out ofmy fog of ecstasy enough to think that Mitch must be having a bitof trouble taking a cock as big as Rick’s and that it was hurtinghim. Then I heard his voice whispering, “OOOooooohhhh, yessssss!Man that feels so good! Oh yeah, Rick, push it on in. Shove itto me, babe. Let me feel all of that big fuck stick! Ohhh,yesssss!” Obviously, he wasn’t hurting too badly. So I returnedmy attention to the sensations that were starting to envelop mywhole lower half and send their sparks up my spine into the backof my head. Wow! This was really good!Hunkering down a little more to open my thighs and cheeks, Iwiggled my ass against Chuck’s groin that was pressed up againstme. He was definitely all the way in. Now all he had to do wasstart moving that ba in and out and give me the prime fuckingthat he was so good at! .and start he did.Slowly his ass backed away from me, drawing that rod of hot blood-filled flesh out through my tight ass ring. The head rode itsway back down the tube of my warm, wet chute, pulling andstroking the sides as it went, then passing over the sensitivespot marking the location of my prostate. Stopping momentarilyat the end of its retreat, he reversed his motion and began toslowly drive the cream-filled snake back into its burrow.I briefly wondered if he and Rick were still synchronizing and ifit felt even half as good to Mitch as it did to me. Then my mindwas back entirely on the wonderous sensations that were beingcreated inside and at the opening to my ass. “MMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm.Oooohhhhhh, yessssss. Fuck that ass, ba! Fuck me good!OOOhhh, that feels sooooo good. Ohh, yeah, babe! Oh, yeah!” Ibegan to tell Chuck how wonderful it all was, letting him knowthat I was really enjoying what he was doing to me. “Man, youare good. You really know how to use that big momma!Unnnnghhhhhh! Oh, yeah!! OOOOOooooh, yeah!!’That’s when I hear the sounds next to me. “NNnnnnnggggghhhhh!Unnnnnghhhhh! MMmmmmmm! Oooooooh, yesssssssssss! Slam that bonehome, babe! Shove that fuckin’ big cock up that ass! Oh, yeah!Do me good, babe!! Do me good!!!!” Obviously Mitch was enjoyingthis as much as I was. .and I really do think Chuck and Rickwere still in synch!Hearing Mitch’s verbalizations only turned me on more! I wasstarting to get so hot that my mind was now shutting down and theonly thing that existed in the whole damned world was theincredible sensations of that hot ramrod shoving and pushing itsway in and out of me!! He had definitely speeded up hispistoning and his grip above my hip joints was tightening eachtime he slammed that hot meat back in to me! I could hear thedouble slapping sounds of the front of his thighs against theback of mine — and those of Rick’s against Mitch’s. Damn thatwas hot!!Faster he started to pound!! The bed was now beginning to rockunder Mitch’s and my hands as we were both being pummeled theferocity of the twin attacks. I could hear the sound of gruntsand groans all around me, including my own! I knew it was comingto the climax!! It wouldn’t be long now!!”Aaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeee,” I heard Rick squeal between clenched teeth.”Oooooooohhhhh, my godddddddd!” he shouted out loud, then therewas silence. That’s when I noticed that Chuck was no longermoving either. “Unnnghh!!” I heard from behind me, and I felthis rock-hard hammer jump and swell inside of me!! Then he firedhis first round of hot, slick, man juice into my guts!!Grabbing me even tighter, he held on and pushed against my buttwith his groin, digging as deeply as he could with that long,round shovel. “Oooooohhhhh, hot damn!” he whispered.”OOOooohhhhh, yeah, ba…take that load!! Take that cream,ba!! You take every bit of that hot juice!! Ooooohhhh,yeahhhh!” Bouncing against my ass, he unloaded shot after shotof his heavy syrup into me. I was in ecstacy!!! I could feelhis hot lava pooling inside me and letting me know that I hadsatisfied him so completely!As Chuck had begun to unload his hot love juice into me, andbefore I could open my lips enough to start letting my ownfeelings known, I heard the sound of Mitch’s whispered voicebeside me: “Oooooooooooohhhh, good god, Rickybabe..OOOoooooooohhhhh that is sooooo good!! Hump that butt,babe!! Hump that butt and shove that ba home!!! Ooooohhhhh,yesssssssss!! Shove it in me, babe!! Gimme that goo!! Plugthat hole and pump that batter up my butt!!! OOOoohhh, hot damn,that’s good! You just fill me up will all that good jizz!Yeah, babe, I want that good stuff!!!”Slowly all the sounds subsided and Chuck just stood there, hisgroin still firmly against my butt cheeks, so his now softeningcock was still imbedded inside me. He knows how I like to feelit there for a while afterwards, and was letting me just bask inthe sensations that had flooded over me. “Hey, Peter,” I heardfrom my right. Turning my head to look over to him, I see Mitchlooking at me and hear him asking, “You haven’t shot your loadyet, have you?”"No..I haven’t. Actually I forgot all about it with that wildride Chuck was giving me. Why?”"Well.. I haven’t yet either.and I thought maybe you’d come overhere and we could finish each other off.so to speak.”"Sure.. Hey, Rick. back off. let a man in there!” I replied toMitch’s suggestion. While I straightened up, Chuck and Rick bothbacked away and I was able to move over behind Mitch. My cockwas still so hard you could have used it to drive nails or splitdiamonds. It just slid right in thanks to the stretching fromRick’s big machine and the copious amounts of slick man juice heleft behind. “Hang on, ba, here I go! There’s nothin’ likegood, old ‘sloppy seconds’,” I told Mitch. “Let’s get thissecond show on the road!”The soft, wet, warm playing field my pole was working in feltgreat! Even with all the stretching, Mitch was able to use hismuscles to tighten up and grab hold of my joyrod like he had agreat big hand inside him. OOOOoohhhhh, yesssssss! That wasstill one fine piece of ass!!!I grabbed hold of his hips as Chuck had been holding me justbefore, and I started to pound that fine, young ass like thiswould be last piece I would ever have!! Damn that felt good!! Icould feel the warmth, the velvety slickness, the resistance tomy prodding. It gripped my head and stroked my shaft like only areally good man’s ass tunnel can do. I was riding high on thatsaddle and wanted only to leave my own spore behind. Damn Ineeded to cum, and cum and cum!!!I could feel it building up between my legs, high up just behindmy balls. That tightening sensation and the little sparkles ofelectricity somewhere up inside just behind the base of my cockand my pubes.there they were!!! It wasn’t going to be long now.I was going to blow a wad of my spooge up that beautiful tightbutt that was going to take the top of his head off!!I grabbed on tighter and started to ram him with mystake.fasterand faster.harder and harder.I pounded!! Just as Iwas about to explode, I reached over with my right hand andgrabbed that teen cock and started to pound it!! I felt himshove his butt back against me, letting me know that he was readyand ‘on target’.Then it hit!!!! I felt my balls explode and felt the surge ofcum as it shot out from under my legs and travelled the distanceout the tube on the bottom of my swollen, jerking manhood,spewing out of the tiny slit at the end and splattering all overthe inside of Mitch’s reamed-out man pussy!!! I almost blacked-out from the sheer ecstacy of it!!At the same time, I heard a mewling little cry from in front ofme. Then Mitch stood up straight, almost pulling himself off mypulsing, shooting cumgun and I felt his steel-hard, velvet-softtool swell and jerk in my hand. “Unnnnggghhhhhh!” I heard himgrunt somewhere deep inside. “Ooooohhhhhh, yeah, Peter!OOOoohhhh, yeah!”I could feel rope after rope of his pearly-white jizm eruptingfrom the tall, strawberry tipped volcano pointing out from itssurrounding field of dark, curly hair. I moved my left handaround to grab a handful of his marvelous young balls and feltthem jerking upward into his pubic cavity with each pulse of hisheat-hardened boycock!!Each time his rod jerked and shot a load of his wonderful cream,his asshole tightened around my enflamed spear and sent anothershudder through my body followed an electrical charge shootingout between my legs and carrying another load of my own hot,thick jizm into him. Wow!!! Oh, god, yesssss!! This was good!!No.. this was great!!! Another jerk .. another round fired..five.six. who knows how long it went on? Who was counting??All I know is that it finally stopped and I had to grab aroundhis waist with my arms to keep us both from just falling down.We stood that way for what seemed like a long time — but wasprobably only seconds. I leaned forward and kissed him on theback of his neck. “Welcome to the Chuck Wagon,” I whispered. Ithink you’re going to like it here.”Chuck came back into the room with several small wet towels andwe cleaned ourselves off and began to retrieve and put ourclothes back on. “I’ve gotta get home, guys. Mitch, why don’tyou stay here for a while. I’m sure Chuck and Rick and you canfind something to do or talk about. You guys take care of him.Okay?”"You can count on that,” Chuck replied.I think I know what he really meant. _____________________________Another story from CNJShore9. Let me know if you enjoyed it..and let me know if you want to see more about Mitch. I willwrite back if you write (except flames, which will be ignored).
NookieStar presents: Black and White, Chapter 88. All Disclaimers BLACK AND WHITE Chapter 88–Thanksgiving What was I thinking? Why in the world would I want to share these incredible men withour neighbors? Oh, sure. They’re good neighbors, great in bed, even goodfriends. But, would I ever see Jerrod and Darren again after they got ataste of Kurt and Gene? What was I thinking, I wondered again. Darren’swarm body spooned against my back, his flaccid dick lying against my ass.I could still feel the “drool” from our previous coupling oozing from hismanhood. It wasn’t hard to see why Jerrod loved this man. Darren wasquite a catch. His furry chest warmed my back, his big left arm restedacross my left side, his hand lightly brushing against my right nipple. Myleft arm covered his, keeping him snuggly pulled close. I heard Dave and Jerrod snoring lightly on the other side of theCalifornia king bed. They had coupled when we had, but the room had beenso dark that I didn’t know who was top or bottom (except for Darren and I.I could still feel a tingle in my asshole from the pounding I’d enjoyedfrom him.). I sighed. I’d been enjoying the handsome, muscular man I’d had sexwith several times already tonight. That’s not to say that I’d throw himover for Dave. NOT a chance! In the first place, I’m an unrepentant sizequeen (well, princess). Secondly, I love Dave. Darren was hot sex, but hedidn’t push all my buttons like Dave could. Thirdly, there wasn’t a chancethat Darren would abandon the big hunk of man-flesh that Dave had spent thenight fucking with. No. This was a tryst, a delightful one at that. Nothing more.So, why shouldn’t I share them with Kurt and Gene? I smiled at myself with my answer. Well, maybe after a few morevisits. Maybe. Dave and I had discussed a growing desire to have a gaycouple in our lives, one that we could do things with, one that enjoyed ourparticular view of the world, perhaps one that had the kind of time we didto play (one not worried about money and jobs). We always enjoyed thecompany of our circle of friends, especially the sex. But, the bonds offriendship weren’t tight. Perhaps, we hadn’t tried very hard. We knewKurt and Gene were sexual treasures, ones we frequently enjoyed. But, theyhad their own lives, issues, and jobs, which put them outside of what wewanted in close friends. Maybe, we were seeking the impossible. But, Darren and Jerrodseemed to fit the bill. We’d have to get to know them better, of course,finding out more than just how sensational they are in bed. And, we’d haveto discuss it with them, as well as between Dave and me. They may alreadyhave very close, gay friends and they probably don’t need another pair ofqueers as hangers-on, I groused to myself. Stop fretting and get some sleep, I finally admonished myself.This can wait until you and Dave get some private time. I punched the pillow that Darren and I shared and snuggled into it,and him. Darren stirred, but didn’t awaken. He’d only fucked me onceduring the night. I’d fucked him three times. I smiled remembering that.Darren and Jerrod were bottoms. That was made abundantly clear the waythey gleefully took our stiff dicks up their hungry butts. But, Darren hadmade it clear that they still had frequent sex with each other, havingarrived at some satisfactory arrangement for who got topped and how often. Go to sleep, Mike! With winter approaching, morning arrived late. A leaden sky addedto the gloom. At some point in the late night, Darren and I had switched.I was now behind him with my arm draped over his broad shoulders. But, mydick wasn’t flaccid against his ass. It was stiff as steel and leakingprecum. My full bladder gave me a morning woody that was so hard that acat couldn’t scratch it. However, it was warmly ensconced between hisbubble-butt ass cheeks. Darren’s deliberate pressure back into me told methat his hunger for my hard dick had been what had awakened me. “I gottapee, first,” I whispered nuzzling his ear. I rolled out of bed, dashed to the bathroom and released myovernight flood. With a sigh of relief, I returned to the bed. Darren hadrolled over onto his stomach, a condom packet wedged between his round,butt cheeks. “Lube’s on the nightstand,” he whispered as I crawled betweenhis legs. “I have something else in mind,” I grinned into the darkness. Myhands reached out to his butt and spread the warm, hard butt globes.Leaning in, I breathed hotly on his butthole and fuzzy nuts. His hips rose up to greet me, pushing my face into his ass. “I washoping you wanted a taste before you speared it,” he giggled softly. I dugdeeply with my tongue, enjoying the salty taste of a light sweat and tangyresidue of three earlier fucks. Although we’d cleaned up after each “act,”the unmistakable slickness of the fruity lube blended with the otherflavors. “Fuck, YEAH! Eat that butt!” he moaned into the pillow. Dave and Jerrod stirred, but didn’t move. I glanced over at them.Still asleep, I determined. I snorted and slurped at this ass, getting itwetter and more relaxed with each second. “Hand me the lube, Darren,” Iwhispered, leaning over his back and spearing his butt with my hard dick.The big head pressed hotly against his butthole. I ripped open and appliedthe condom before I went any further. Darren’s hole had opened and nearlyswallowed my dick before I opened the lubed packet. “You have no idea howclose you just came to getting barebacked me,” I mumbled hoarsely. “The big head on your dick reminded me so much of Jerrod that Ithought for a moment he was mounting me instead of you,” Darren sighed.”That’s why I opened up so easily for you.” He wiggled his ass back at me.”But, you don’t need the lube. There’s enough on the condom and from ourprevious fucks to grease the way.” I smiled, lined up my hard dick and pushed. Darren sighed andpushed back at me, impaled completely in one stroke. He stretched out onthe bed face down, pulling me with him. “You like this position, don’tya?” I smirked. “Oh, yeah!” he almost squealed. “I love a big man on my back andin my butt at the same time. I feel so possessed!” “I know that feeling, too,” I breathed hotly in his ear. “ImagineDave’s big dick pounding your ass in this position. You have no idea howgood it feels to have that big black spike up your butt while his bigmuscles hold you down and fuck your brains out.” “The fuck I don’t!” he snorted. “That’s my favorite way to take itup the ass from Jerrod. And he’s got an even bigger dick and biggermuscles.” “Bet you don’t get it as often,” I defended, pumping him harder andfaster. He giggled beneath me, shaking both of us. “Right about that!” heallowed. “But, enough chatter. Fuck me, Mike! Don’t let up until you’vedrained those big nuts into my ass, again.” I began long-dicking him witha vengeance. “Hold on a moment, Mike,” a voice behind me said. “I want some ofthis before you get off.” Dave’s lubed fingers caressed my deep asstrench, finding their target easily. “Yeah, right there,” he indicated.”Eat those fingers and get ready for something bigger.” I complied eagerly. In another ten seconds, he’d mounted me andpushed me harder into Darren’s ass. Setting the pace as the middleman, Ipumped and got fucked. I could get used to this, I thought. “Not so fast, you guys!” a voice from the darkness boomed. “I needsome, too.” “You can have my ass, again,” Dave encouraged. “I was thinking of slipping into the bottom of this dog pile andgetting totally hammered three men,” he suggested with a toothy leer.The light from the bathroom window was dispersing more of the gloom ofnight. Jerrod’s big muscled body loomed over us. I backed up, pullingDarren with me. Quickly, the 6’8″ frame slid beneath us. “Just pound myass like you usually do, Darren. Go for it! Pump me full of your dickjuice.” “I’m really close, Jer,” he replied. “Mike’s been fuckin’ me butgood!” “Just so you fill me up,” his boyfriend agreed. “Much as I’veloved Dave’s big dick in my ass, I’ve missed getting my hole filled andflooded with sperm. You know how much I love being ridden bareback andfeeling that hot cum jet into me from your fire hose.” “So, get that butt over here where I can plug it!”Jerrod wormed his way further beneath us, spreading his legs and pullinghis butt cheeks apart. “Hit it!” he ordered. With one hand around hisdick for aiming purposes, Darren pulled the three of us forward. A duet ofmoans told me that they’d connected. “Fuck, YEAH! Go deep, Man! FUCK!So much muscle fuckin’ my ass!” Jerrod crooned. Darren has spread out on Jerrod’s back, his dick completely plantedin his boyfriend’s butt. His hungry ass was massaging my dick as much as Iwas milking Dave’s. In unison, Darren and I rose and plunged back in.Connected as we were, we established a rhythm that didn’t go too fast, butspread pleasure among all four of us. After only a few minutes, Darrensighed, “I’m so fuckin’ close! If I fuck anymore, I’ll cum for sure.” “Let me do all the fucking, then,” I offered. “The way Jer’s ass is eatin’ my dick, there may not be anydifference,” he moaned. “Go slower. Maybe that’ll get me to hold off.” But, Dave hadn’t been idle. His monster dick had repeatedly hit myprostate, his short strokes nearly shredding it. I’d tried to slow himdown milking him as hard as I could, but he hadn’t gotten the message orhadn’t cared. When he switched to long strokes, I knew the end was verynear. His serious ass pounded had transferred all the way to Jerrod’s button the bottom. the time I’d interpreted Dave’s signals, it was too lateto slow him down. “Oh, FUCK!” I groaned. “We’re gonna cum!” I bellowed. I pushedback hard into each of his vicious thrusts forward and pulled away as heretreated. But, that rapid motion was jerking my dick and racing me fulllength into and nearly all the way out of Darren’s hungry hole. Darren had warned us how close he was. There was no turning back,now. The rapid, hard, and deep penetrations pushed him quickly into climaxmode. In a strangled whimper, Darren came torrents of dick gravy into hisboyfriend’s eager butt. “Yeah, Darren! Pump that cream into your blackdaddy’s big butt. FUCK me, Man!” Jerrod begged. Jerrod bucked beneath all of us. His big muscles bulged as we rodehis flexing ass and hips. He acted like he couldn’t get enough dick orsperm. His thrashing actions made me wonder if he were climaxing, too.Big and powerful as he was, we rode him to completion. At least three ofour spraying dicks flooded one condom and two buttholes. Dave was the first to roll off, pulling me reluctantly with him. Iexited Darren’s eager ass with a soft plop. Dave’s huge dick remainedinside me as I fell against him, shoving his draining dick back deeper intomy well-fucked and happy back door. I unrolled the condom from my shrinking dick. Before I could tossit away, Jerrod pounced, Darren still on his back. “I’ll relieve you ofthat, Mike,” he grinned. “You already know what a cum pig I am.” With asmile, I released the sagging rubber. Jerrod felt the warm tip, smiling atthe volume and warmth. Biting a hole in the reservoir, his fingerssqueezed the condom. “Hey! Some of that’s mine! I worked hard for it!” Darreninsisted. He snatched it away from his black lover before Jerrod hadcompletely stripped out my ba batter. Darren rolled off Jerrod’s back,and greedily sucked at the open tip noisily. “If you’re gonna be a pig about it,” Jerrod mused, “then, I’m gonnaget some of Dave’s cum from Mike’s ass.” “But, I like it this way,” I protested, wiggling my butt back on tothe large, black plug in my spread ass. “I’m sure he has more for you later,” Jerrod insisted. “Besides,don’t you wanna suck this off?” he added, waving his thick 12″ dick mydirection. “I’ll do that for ya,” Dave and Darren offered together. “Not so hasty, boys!” I countered. “I believe the offer wasdirected at ME! But, I do think I should at least remove the excess lubebefore parking my ass on your face.” Darren grabbed a cum towel and threw it my direction. Aftercleaning up the area, I waddled over to Jerrod on my knees. I straddledhis face and squatted close. He pulled me down briskly and speared me withhis wet tongue. His dick jerked hard, drooling several clear drops ofprecum as his face and tongue ground into my well-fucked ass. Leaningover, I slurped up his thick, 12″ dick, exposing myself to a deeperrimming. I didn’t mind at all. It seems that Jerrod didn’t either. “You’re not getting all of that for yourself,” Dave smiled. Likingthe idea, Darren crowded in, too. The three of us worked on the long,black staff, slurping, sucking, and battling over the precum-leaking head.A burble of vocalization rattled into my ass. I wasn’t sure if anyone elseheard it, but I felt it. Clearly, that was a signal. Jerrod was cumming! I pushed the other two men away and descended orally on to thejetting, jerking dick of the man rimming my cum-leaking ass. Jerrod foundhis voice finally, roaring out a noisy climax. I couldn’t fight off bothof them any longer, but I’d snared a weak first and a gushing second blastof dick yogurt before Dave and Darren pulled the spasming dick out of mymouth. First Dave, then, Darren enjoyed the warm sperm flooding from theblack phallus. Swallowing the partial load that I’d captured, I sat back moreresolutely onto Jerrod’s moaning mouth. The change in position drainedmore spent cum from my ass. He eagerly sucked it down, tonguing deeper,hoping to locate more. Jerrod’s obviously a major cum pig, not seeming tocare how he gets other men’s “white gold.” The satisfied foursome broke apart, breathing raggedly. “Hotfuckin’ sex!” Darren breathed. “You guys are the best.” “You sure turn our cranks, too,” Dave acknowledged. I noddedenthusiastically, rubbing my butt to laughter. “How about some breakfast?” Jerrod volunteered. “I make a meanomelet.” “You don’t have to twist my arm,” I agreed. After showers (pulling fresh clothes from our workout bags), we satdown in the kitchen nook for a filling breakfast of cranberry or orangemimosas, fresh biscuits, and ham and cheese omelets. As he cleared thetable, Darren said, “I love lazy Saturday mornings. No pressures, notappointments, no crises, and no one trying to put the arm on us for money.” “You have that problem?” Dave wondered. “The money solicitations,I mean.” “Yeah, it seems constant,” Jerrod answered. “Some are worthy, mostaren’t. We have an unlisted number, but they still get through,” hesighed. “Such as?” I asked. “Too many to mention,” Darren cut in. “I get a lot of them, too.Sometimes, I feel like I’m screening his calls. But, I know a solicitationwhen I hear one. I just hang up on them.” “Rude as hell, but effective,” Jerrod allowed. “Part of the price of fame, I suppose,” I suggested. “Not famous anymore, but some people and solicitation lists surehave long memories,” he opined. “No one seems to know about our largesse, yet,” Dave saidcautiously. “But, the word is gonna get out, eventually. Then, the roofwill cave in on us with unwanted solicitors.” “You can’t avoid that if you do make donations to worthy causes,”Darren warned. “That seems to be what happened to us. We’ve even used ourinitials and last names and that’s how they call us. And that’s how weknow who told on us.” Dave smiled. “We make the donations, but we make sure that we staysafely anonymous. That way, we can control who knows about the source ofthe gift. If it does get out through any means, that charity knows they’recrossed off our list forever.” “But, what if it wasn’t their fault that the word got out?” Jerrodobjected. “That’s not fair!” “Oh, yes, it’s fair,” Dave countered. “If they can’t exercisetighter control over their donor lists, they don’t deserve our money. Theycan put in ‘Anonymous’ as the donor. Only the chairman or treasurer has toknow the truth about it. Not even the board of directors need be privy tothe source.” “And we gave them fair warning that the funds would dry upinstantly, if it did leak out,” I added. “Still, it does seem awfully, uh, draconian,” Darren said,searching for just the right word. “That’s the price they pay for having good internal mechanisms toprotect their donor list,” Dave shrugged. “We should have thought of that, I guess,” Jerrod offered. “It’s never too late,” I smiled. “No amount is too small or toolarge to be put in the ‘Anonymous’ column.” “Ours tend to be bigger, rather than smaller, numbers,” Darrenwinked. “Those are pretty hard to hide.” “You’re only hiding them from harassing phone calls, not from theIRS. You can still get a receipt from the receiving agency with your nameson it. There are ways that the charity can camouflage the source from allthe staff, including the board,” Dave continued. “Even really big ones?” Jerrod wondered. “Yeah, VERY big ones,” Dave smiled back. “You’ve already done this?” Darren asked. “Yeah, we’ve had a couple of seven digit donations to a couple ofcharities,” I bragged, then, wished I’d kept my mouth shut. “SEVEN fuckin’ DIGITS!” Jerrod exploded. “Fuck! You guys ARE loaded,” Darren agreed. “Well, it was Mike’s idea, really,” Dave smiled, not seeming tocare about my terrible gaffe. “He’s one of those poor souls who grew upMormon and still feels the need to tithe 10% of his gain to worthy causes.I thought it was a good idea and a reasonable amount, too.” “Damn! That’s BIG bucks!” Darren laughed. “Yeah, makes our puny few hundred thou’ look like chump change,”Jerrod agreed. “Or petty cash,” Darren added. “Not really. It depends on how much you can afford to miss it, andthe worthiness of the charity,” Dave said. “This was a windfall in thefirst place. We could afford to be charitable.” “How’d you come this ‘windfall’ of yours?” Darren pressed. “Uh, we can’t discuss it,” Dave dodged. “Lawsuit settlement, wasn’t it,” Jerrod smiled knowingly. “We can’t even tell you that,” I defended. “But, it wasn’t illegalat all, so we aren’t felons on the lam.” “You got it stashed in your mattress or invested?” Jerrod pried. “Invested,” I answered. “In this market, you’re doing that?” Darren laughed. “Are younuts?” “We’ve been doing okay,” I defended. “Better than okay.” “We’ve moved most of ours into bonds, so I guess we’re investedtoo, just not in the stock market,” Jerrod elaborated. “Mike keeps track of it for us,” Dave smiled, giving me a kiss.”And he’s made us some nice money.” “If we keep our heads above water, we’ll probably make similardonations like we did last year, although we haven’t really discussed it,yet,” I said. “Because Mike’s done such a great job, I’m very willing to makeadditional donations to other causes in the same 10% manner as last time,”Dave agreed, even though we hadn’t discussed it. “Any particular charities that you have in mind?” Darren asked. “Nothing comes to mind, yet. But, I know something will pop up,”Dave answered. “The last big donations were one timers. They’re wellaware of that and have budgeted the funds accordingly.” “Have you thought of the big ones like heart, cancer, AIDS,political causes, for instance?” Darren urged. “We’ve done cancer and a couple of others. Political causesrequire disclosures that we’re not willing to make. That’s how you get ondonor lists,” Dave sighed. “Oh, yeah,” Darren sighed. “That’s probably another reason we getso many solicitation calls and junk .” “Most likely,” Jerrod agreed. “But, we still want to make a difference for political causes thatwe believe in,” Darren argued. “How can we do that and remain anonymous?” “Fund a foundation?” Dave suggested. “Let them make the donations,instead.” “Sorry, Dave,” I said. “It doesn’t work that way. The foundationcan’t be considered a charitable one if it engages in politics beyond avery small percentage. And the names of those who set up the foundationare public record.” “Oops,” Dave smiled. “That wouldn’t work.” “Yeah, so how do we make donations to political causes and remainsafely anonymous?” Jerrod pressed. “I have no idea,” I sighed. “I wish I did. I know you can do’information dissemination’ like the political parties and other politicalaction committees with their attack ads, not specifically funded thecandidates. But, that’s right back in the soup, again.” “At some point, you’re gonna lose your cloak of invisibility if youwish to be politically active,” Jerrod cautioned. “However, as I recall,you’re already pretty political with your curbside speeches.” Dave smiled. “Being political, and funding political campaigns orissues is another.” “We may get there some day, but we like our anonymity just fine fornow,” I smiled at Dave. He nodded. But, I could see that we were bothwondering how long that would last. On the way home, I asked Dave if he were serious about making the10% donations from this year’s capital gains. He nodded and smiled. “Ofcourse. But, who should get the money?” “Wanna create a list?” “We gonna put the old ones on this year’s list?” “I wouldn’t be opposed to it,” I grinned, rubbing my hand over hisshoulder and squeezing his thick neck lovingly. “We’d sure solve the Baroque Orchestra’s troubles for a few years,if we made a big donation to them,” Dave laughed. “I was thinking about some more education programs, too.” “Instead of trying to fund basic research?” he asked, reading mymind. “Uh huh,” I laughed. “How’d you know?” “Because, my love, I happen to agree with you. The money goinginto research would probably get lost in the crush of other grants,” hesaid. “But, education is always the part that gets the short stick.People have to be able to deal with the here and now, as well as thepromise of the future.” When we arrived home, we refilled our gym bags. Dave buzzedthrough the while I checked the answering machine. We had threemessages. One was from Uncle Clay inviting us down for New Year’s, again.The other two were from my parents and Dave’s parents. Both sets wanted toknow what our plans were for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Great minds thinkalike. “Oh, boy!” I groused. “How do we handle that?” I fussed. “What?” “Your parents AND mine want us to celebrate Thanksgiving andChristmas with them, although they didn’t exactly say it that way. Theywanted to know what our plans were,” I sighed. “Oh, boy!” Dave agreed. “Suggestions?” “One of them gets us Thanksgiving, the other, Christmas?” “Yeah, but which?” “Let’s feel them out and see who is really hot for us which day?” Iproposed. “Oh, and Uncle Clay wants us back for New Year’s in Las Vegas.” “Well, that’s an easy one. Of course, we’ll go!” he laughed. “So, you wanna call your mom and find out what she has in mind? Wecan’t do both holidays here or there, and keep any peace between thein-laws,” I reminded him. “We could always say ‘no’ to both,” Dave grinned. “You wanna live to see your next birthday?” I laughed. “They’dboth come after us with pistols blazing.” “I’ll call,” he immediately complied. His parents, then mine, agreed that we’d spend Thanksgiving hereand Christmas in Utah. I called Uncle Clay and accepted his invitation forNew Year’s while Dave was negotiating with his parents. “I know John andCynthia Wells will be delighted to see you, again,” Uncle Clay said. “Andwe’ll be even happier.” He wanted to know about how we’d been and whatwe’d being doing. So, I dropped some hints, but no details, about Europeand our volunteer work. However, I managed to put him off on the details,saying I was saving the “good stuff” for when we got to Las Vegas. Claytold me that we’d have the place practically to ourselves, as my cousinJosh had moved into an apartment with his new boyfriend. On the way to the gym, Dave reminded me that we needed to call RayStocker and Joe the landscaper and let them know we’d be in Vegas at theend of the year. It would be good to see them again, too. “Is this acostume party again at the Wells’ residence?” Dave wondered. “No, just a fancy affair, but not as formal as tuxedos. Unless wewant to,” I added. “Wanna do the monkey suits?” “Sure, I think you look so hot in a tux!” Dave leered. “You look better out of it,” I smiled back, kissing him on thecheek as we pulled into the gym parking lot. Trevor greeted us at the front desk with a big smile. “Donnie issuch a pig. Now that we’ve taken off the gloves, he wants cum in his assALL the time,” he laughed. “But, to be fair, I doubt that I’ve tasted hiscum since we’ve been riding bareback, either.” “Pretty great, isn’t it!” Dave smiled back. “It’s sure moreintimate, but it’s also the highest statement of trust you can give to theman you love.” “So true,” he agreed. “I’m not only trusting him with my life, buthe’s trusting me, too.” “You still entertaining here?” I asked. “Seldom,” he laughed. “Donnie keeps me drained and happy. I don’tneed to look around for anything more.” “And always safe?” Dave pressed. “Always!” he nearly shouted. “There’s no way I’d endanger us bringing home a bug.” We changed clothes and started our workout. Today was Saturday,but we’d missed Friday’s workout, so I did only aerobics and some abdominalcrunches. Dave attended the next aerobics class, but left after tenminutes, not enjoying the instructor. “Too much dance and not enoughaerobics,” he muttered. Within a minute, the elliptical walker next to meopened up, so he jumped on it and set the controls for a good cardioworkout that would finish when I did. After working our abs, we showered, checked out the sauna and steamroom (finding the straight, boring, chatty men that we always tried toavoid), dressed, and left. As I drove us home, Dave said, “Mom always doesThanksgiving dinner late in the afternoon. That okay with you?” I nodded.I looked over at him when he went silent. He was chewing on something andneeded to spit it out. “So, where’s your mind?” I wondered. “Oh, just that I was thinking about previous Thanksgivings whenwe’d go down to one of the missions and help serve dinner to the lessfortunate folks who didn’t really have a better place or no place to go.You know, like street people, etc.” “What time do they serve?” “Usually around noon is when they start.” “And our dinner would be when?” “Usually between four and five.” “So, let’s do it, then. You have a place in mind where we couldvolunteer?” I pressed. “Well, there is a place that has a very big turnout most years,because they don’t get too preachy or churchy on these guys,” he offered,”and women and kids,” he quickly added. “It just breaks my heart to seethose poor kids growing up in such poverty that they have to get theirThanksgiving dinner from a soup kitchen.” “I’m sure they can use all the help they can get,” I assured him.”Why not call the place and volunteer us?” “I’ll just do that!” he grinned broadly. “Thanks, Mike. Thismeans a lot to me.” “Another way for us to give back to the community, Dave,” I smiledback. “But, I hope they don’t have us doing dishes the whole time.” “I’ll ask them to keep us off that, if they can,” he countered.”But, I may not be able to.” “If that’s what we get, we’ll live,” I confessed. “But, make surethey understand we have to be outta there no later than, say, 3:30?” “Let me ask Mom when she expects us there for dinner. I knowshe’ll say as soon as you can get there. But, I’ll let her know that we’llbe volunteering that day, so we’ll stay afterwards to visit, not before.” “She’ll be okay with that? She could probably use some help in thekitchen. That’s a big preparation day for her,” I warned. “She’ll have Doug and his wife as well as Donnie and Trevor.She’ll be fine.” And she was. She thought it very “Christian” of us to serve dinnerat the soup kitchen for those “unfortunate souls.” We didn’t disabuse herof that notion. “What about Duane and Carol?” I wondered. “The babies are too small to travel such a distance, even on aplane,” Dave said. “They’ll be having dinner with some friends downthere.” “Those two boys would be a handful, even on a short plane ride,” Iadded. Dave nodded at my assessment. The soup kitchen coordinator was delighted to hear from us. Theyneeded servers, but especially men to watch the line, so that no one camein too drunk or rowdy. That second group was especially needful. Davevolunteered us for that. “They won’t be any trouble. We’re big enoughthat they won’t be messin’ with us,” he confided to them. He was right. In fact, we were bored out of our minds. The linewas orderly and moved fairly fast. With all their years of practice, thesoup kitchen had this big dinner down to a science. Some people askedabout seconds. We’d been briefed to tell them that if they came back atfour and there was still food left, they were welcome to sit down foranother dinner. But, the high point of the day was when we all gathered in thekitchen for last minute instructions before opening the dining room doors.”Well, I’ll be fucked!” I whispered to Dave. “Isn’t that Tony Blodgett?” Inodded toward the back of the kitchen where a very muscular white man in atight t-shirt was carving up one of several turkeys. “I wonder if he andJohn are still together.” At that moment, John appeared from behind atall, elderly white man standing next to the coordinator. John winked atme in recognition, and pointed back toward Tony, smiling broadly. “I’m guessing that they are,” Dave smiled with a whisper back tome. “I’ve gotta talk to them, but I don’t want our line to get unruly.” At that moment, the coordinator stopped rattling on and told us toopen the dining room doors. We opening the doors, checked the line fororderliness, and agreed that I’d go talk to John and Tony (as I knew Johnbetter than Dave did, and both of us knew Tony about to the same degree). Arriving back inside for a moment, I tried to spot my targets.John was on the serving line; Tony was in the back, hauling more turkeyfrom the ovens and carving them up. Both looked busy. I sauntered over toTony and smiled broadly. “Hi, Tony. You remember me? Mike? Boyfriend ofDave Carey?” He looked up in surprise. “Well, I’ll be damned. What are youdoing here?” “Volunteering, just like you and John. I assume you’re stilltogether?” “Like black on licorice!” he laughed. “You and Dave stilltogether?” “Uh huh. Still.” “What you doin’ to help out here?” “We’re line security, I think they called it.” “They need it. Last year, it got kinda ugly out there, until Istepped in at the last minute. We had to call the cops and everything,” hesighed. “I was gonna volunteer for that this year, but I guess you guysbeat me to it.” “Where’d you guys disappear to? We tried to contact you, but yournumber had been disconnected.” “One of my ‘friends’ in the can was harassing us, so we split andleft no forwarding address or phone number. It worked, but we lost contactwith other people as a consequence. In the move, I lost my address book.And when we finally got around to looking you up, we drove over to yourplace, and someone else was living there. So, we assumed we had it wrongand that we didn’t remember at all where you lived.” “You lose the guy that was harassing you?” “Yeah, never heard from him, again, thankfully. So, where do youlive?” “We did move, so you may have had the right place. We’re over inLaurelhurst now.” “Nice digs,” Tony allowed. “Keeps us off the streets,” I acknowledged. “Where you living?” “In an apartment in the east side. It’s close to where both of uswork.” “Where do you work, now?” “We’re warehousemen for Costco.” “Good jobs?” “Yeah, they pay well, and the work’s okay, like any job,” hesighed. “You working here all day?” “Yeah, the full schedule. You?” “We’re going to Dave’s parents for dinner at 3:30. So, we’re herefor about half the time.” “Give me your address and phone number again. I know John wouldlove to hook up with you two, again.” I quickly located a scrap of paper and pencil and scribbled out ourphone number and address, tore it in half and handed it to him. Then, Ihanded over the pencil and other half of the paper and asked for him to dothe same. “Only John interested in hooking up again with us?” I teased. He blushed furiously. “You kidding?” he whispered leaning in tome. “I want more of that big dick of yours and especially Dave’s. John’sturned me into a real sex pig.” “Sounds to me like it wasn’t difficult.” Tony blushed again. “I was a willing student, it seems,” helaughed. “I’d better get back to the line and help Dave out (although heprobably doesn’t need it). Call us!” I added waving over my shoulder. Iclapped John on the back as I walked past the serving line. “Be sure totalk to Tony as soon as you get a break,” I said mysteriously. He looked at me curiously, then, smiled. He knew what was up. “Ihope that means what I think it does.” “Possibly,” I grinned. An hour later, Dave took a break from the line and headed inside totalk to John and Tony, too. He came back about ten minutes later, allsmiles. “Tony sure has a big, muscle ass,” he whispered in my ear. “You cop a feel”? “Of course!” “Pig! And John?” “Same,” Dave laughed. “He’s sure anxious to get with us, again.Tony was more circumspect about it, but I think he’s as hot for it as Johnis.” With the economy steadily getting worse, the kitchen had preparedmore food than usual. A steady stream of needy people came through allafternoon. the time we left at 3:30, the dining room had thinned out,but another line was forming for “leftovers.” Although not all food itemswere there for the second time through, the main ingredients (turkey,mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, desserts, and beverages) were abundant. The dining hall closed at 6:00. All the food was gone. So werethe lines. And so were we. We’d dashed home, showered, pulled the fruitsalad that I’d made ahead of time, and made it to Ken and Opal’s (Dave’sparents) 4:30. Dinner was nearly ready, so we helped get it all to thetable. Ken said grace (a short prayer, thankfully), and everyone made pigsof themselves. Opal’s a wonderful cook, “with the able assistance ofothers,” she smiled. Even Doug and Jana’s new ba (Doug, Jr.) was happyabout seeing everyone. At nearly seven months old, he was a handful, butstill, a pretty happy ba. He was only a little fussy when he wanted hisdinner. But, we were stuffed. However, seven, several of us had driftedback to the kitchen for a morsel or two or turkey. “Looks to me like myboys need some dessert,” Opal laughed. “Get your fannies outta my kitchenand you’ll get your pie. Now, GIT!” she said, shooing us out. Ken tookorders (we had a choice of pumpkin, cherry, apple, berry, or mincemeat pie,with ice cream, of course. Or a combination of any or all.), deliveringthe orders in groups of two and three to the kitchen. Even the ba got ataste of pumpkin pie and ice cream (which he loved, and cooed for more). Although no one had to work on Friday, we all pitched in and helpedOpal clean the kitchen and wash the dishes. She insisted that everyonetake home a “Care package,” so there wouldn’t be so much food left over ather house. We took home the remaining third of the berry pie, some turkey,and stuffing. Donnie and Trevor grabbed the nearly complete apple pie andmore turkey and stuffing. Doug and Jana escaped with the remnants of thecherry pie and a quarter of the pumpkin pie (“for little Dougie,” Opalcrooned). That left some turkey, stuffing, vegetables, mashed potatoes(only a cupful each), and the mincemeat pie (plus two small slices of thepumpkin pie). Home ten, we collapsed in the sunroom on the sofa. “I haven’tbeen this stuffed since, well, last Thanksgiving,” Dave sighed, patting hisstomach. “I sure had a good time today, Sweetcheeks,” I smiled over to him.”It made me feel so good to help out at the soup kitchen, too. Although,I’m not sure how much help we really were.” “We kept some order in the line,” Dave reminded me. “That took alot of the worry out of whole process for the coordinator.” “It sure was nice to see John and Tony, again. I wonder if they’llcall.” “They’ll call,” he smiled. “I know they wanna play.” “Why would you conclude that? I got some good vibes from both ofthem, too, but we got stiffed before when they moved.” “Tony lost his address book and we moved,” Dave reminded me.”Besides, after some ‘hand on the butt’ routine, I think they’ll call.” “Just what more did you do besides pat their asses?” “Well,” he leered. “Just a little of this and a little of that.” “Stand up and show me!” I challenged. He laughed and stood. I moved toward him. “Now, as I recall, bothof them had their backs to me. So, turn around and make like you’recarving turkey or spooning out food.” I turned and did as directed. “Iinnocently came up behind Tony and asked him if he needed some big dick uphis butt. He turned his head and smiled, recognizing my voice. Then, hepushed his butt back into me. I ground my dick into his ass and put onehand on one ass cheek while the other held his shoulder like this,” hedemonstrated. It was more than a little suggestive. “I hope there wasn’t anyone looking that direction when you nearlyfucked him standing there,” I whispered hoarsely, feeling his big dickpressing against my ass. “Did he do this?” I asked, squeezing his dickwith my butt cheeks, then, another squeeze with my left hand near thethick, leaking head. He quickly danced away, laughing. “No, he didn’t! His hands weregreasy from carving the turkey, but his ass sure tried to grab at my dick.Then, I reminded him that you’d given him our number and that he shouldcall VERY soon.” “You didn’t give John the same treatment did you?” “Nah,” he sighed. “He was up in front where all the people were.But, I did manage to rub my crotch against his ass as I gave him the samemessage. It was a very private conversation, but little room between theservers on the line to have the same kind of conversation I’d had withTony.” “How about a little conversation with me?” I grinned, wrapping myarms around his waist and pulling him into me. I could feel his hardeningdick press against my leg as easily as he could feel my full erectiondigging into his leg. Dave slid his hands into the back of my pants, exploring with hisfingers down my deep ass trench. I’m sure it was familiar territory. Ashis tongue dueled with mine and his full lips pressed hotly to mine, I idlywondered who was going to get fucked tonight. It wasn’t going to be legsup and pressed into a chest, that’s for sure. We’d had too much to eat.Probably face-down, butt-up was a more likely scenario. I unfastened my belt and pants and let them slip to the floor.Dave’s fingers worked more urgently into my fuzzy trench, quickly locatingmy winker. He pressed against my backdoor, eager to be admitted. I pushedback, giving him better access. He broke the kiss and smiled. “Wanna getfucked, don’t ya?” “Anytime you want it, I’m willing to surrender it.” “Surrender, Dorothy!” he cackled. “Does that make you the Wizard or the Wicked Witch?” “Oh, I think Toto,” he grinned evilly, turning me around anddropping to his knees. “‘Cause I’m gonna fuck you doggie style.” I smiled at his clever idea, then, bent over and spread my cheeksfor him. “Eat it, Toto!” He didn’t have to be urged or directed. Hisface was deeply buried between my ass melons before I could finish thesentence. He slurped and licked as one hand slipped between my legs andslowly jacked my hard dick. The other hand rested on my back, pushing thesmall of my back down, so my ass would rise higher. Dave definitely likedeating my butt. For another five minutes, he dined on my hole, sliding tongue andfingers in, poking spit and precum (from my dick) deeper with each tick ofthe clock. Snorting like a bull, he rose up and mounted me, spearing myasshole easily with his bloated trouser snake. I squeezed with my assmuscles, sure that I’d get several drops of his precum to ooze from hisbutt ripper to coat my love tunnel. “Oh, FUCK! This is SO good!” hemurmured. “This is gonna be the shortest ride on record,” he added,pushing resolutely all the way in. I milked every inch of his thick, obsidian rod as he plunged intomy depths, grinding his kinky pubic hair into my stretched, backdoorentrance. As he pulled out, I repeated my dick munching exercises,stripping him of any linger precum and chewing on the sensitive head. He rode higher, fucking directly down into my ass, trying to hit myprostate and make me cum, too. But, he was so far gone, so hot to cum,that there was no contest. In a bellow of frustration and pleasure, hiships shot forward, burying his monster all the way. I felt it swell andjerk hard inside me. Dave pulled me hard into his thrusts as more dickgravy shot out of his 11″ of butt breeder into my hungry hole. “FUCK!” he repeated. “Hot fuckin’ ASS!” He leaned over my back,his dick jerking and spraying inside me, completely out of control. Spasmsof pleasure rocked him as more thick, creamy, spermy yogurt pasted myinsides. I relented on milking him any more. I wanted him to stay deepinside me, and not pull out because I was rubbing his very sensitivedickhead too much. I stretched out on the floor, his hard, thick phallus buriedcompletely in me. I was careful to point my own dick so I wouldn’t squashor break it off. With that much dick in me (and the incredible rimming I’djust taken), I was stiff as steel. He slowly fucked me, basking in theafterglow of our sensational sex. His dick slowly retreated, but Isqueezed it, hoping to hold it inside me a little longer. But, he pulled out and smiled down at me. “You’re the best sex anyman could ever have.” “You’re not so bad yourself,” I echoed. He extended his hand and I took it, pulling me up to a standingposition in front of him. He kissed me tenderly. I could taste butt andprecum on his tongue. That acted on me as expected. My dick got evenharder. “Let’s go take care of this,” he smiled, grabbing me my 9″ dickand leading me to the bedroom. He knelt at the edge of the bed, his asstoward me. I knelt behind him and promised him that I wouldn’t be able tolast as long as he did. He only laughed and wiggled his butt at me. With tongue extended, I buried my face in his parted ass cheeks. Ilicked and drilled, alternating my leaking dickhead’s bounty of precum andmy tongue’s copious supply of spit. About the time when I couldn’t standit any longer and knew I had to get me some bootie on my dick, he shouted,”Fuck me! I can’t wait any longer.” Eating his ass does have the effect on him. His butt wiggled ateach touch. Even his long, thick dick had hardened, again. Standing, Ipressed hard against his butt winker, and slid inside with one long drive,spearing my lover’s round, hard ass. Both of us sighed contentedly. Hisbig hands reached behind me and pulled me deeper into him. Nailed to his ass like that, he stretched out on the bed with meatop him, securely pinned to the mattress with my spike drilled deeply.His hips rose and fell, fucking himself on my sperm launcher. His assmuscles worked as hard as mine had when he was inside me, and just aseffectively. From the time he stretched out until he had me spraying mydick gravy into him, less than a minute had passed. But, the waves ofpleasure crashed over me for several minutes as I creamed his butt, then,drained the last drips of cum into him. His ass muscles closed around my dick, particularly at the base.It left me harder and thicker inside him long after my climax waned. But,he eventually relaxed when I heard his regular, light breathing. He’dfallen asleep with me in him and me stretched out on his back. He seemedto enjoy getting plowed in that position as much as Darren and I did.Perhaps, Jerrod had shown him how to do it. I recalled fondly how much we’d enjoyed several more dinners attheir house and here in the intervening weeks. Well, more than dinner. Itwas sure nice to not have to be up early the next morning after one of ourall night sessions with them. But, I still hadn’t invited Kurt and Gene over to meet them.Selfish, aren’t I!
NookieStar presents: Banking on Bob – Part 7This is the continuation of a story about Grant, 32, a recently laid-offbank employee, and Bob, 22, a former co-worker who becomes a helper andfriend in Grant’s time of need. If you’re looking for a quick jack-offstory, you may wish to go elsewhere. This posting is an in-depthrelationship story that builds slowly. I plan to post subsequent chaptersoften, so please keep checking back.No minors were harmed in the writing of this story, but if you are one youshould go find something else to do. Please do not reproduce this story inany form without the permission of the author.– DamianEND OF PART 6″Marcus — what are you doing here?”Heart thumping, Bob grabbed the wet towel off the floor and wrapped itaround his nakedness and stood frozen in place. The man he had only becomeaware of earlier today stood in the doorway, blocking his only possibleexit from the room.PART 7″Well, well, gentlemen…it seems I’ve interrupted something. What’s goingon here, Grant? Who’s this? And what happened to your leg?”"This is, uh, Bob — a friend of mine, Marcus. I broke my ankle a weekand a half ago, and Bob’s been taking care of me. How did you get in?”"Have you forgotten that you sent me some keys in case I got here when youwere at work, like you did in your last apartment? Where did you find thisfine young man, Grant? And I do mean young.”Tall, thin, and dressed in a black t-shirt and black jeans, and adornedwith silver jewelry, Marcus was a striking figure. He was also extremelyhandsome, with his black hair, matching goatee, and piercing dark eyes, buthis tone was menacing. Bob hadn’t expected him to be twice his age. Hedesperately wanted to get dressed and leave, but Marcus continued to blockhis way.”Bob’s a trainee at the bank where I was working. I just got laid off,Marcus. I didn’t know who else to call on for help. I can’t do everythingalone right now, but Bob’s been handling a lot for me.”"I’m sure he has. From what I saw, it looks like the handling is mutual.Bob, I think you’d better go now. I’ll take over for my boyfriend. Yourservices are no longer needed here.”Clearly shocked and hurting, Bob looked at Grant with soulful eyes.Flustered the unexpected turn of events, all Grant could think to saywas, “I’ll call you soon, Bob — really. Thanks for all your help.”Marcus stood aside just far enough to let Bob pass. Their bodiestouched, and Bob felt intimidated the stranger’s presence and manner.Running to the bedroom, he grabbed his clothing and shoes and threw them onas quickly as possible. He raced out the door, still buttoning his shirt.If he’d been thinking clearly, he would’ve left Grant’s keys and ATM cardbehind, but all he had on his mind was escape — and a heavy sense ofbetrayal. “A phone call would have been nice, Marcus,” Grant said curtly whilelooking around the bathroom futilely for another towel.”You’ve never suggested that before, Grant. Didn’t you get my postcardthat I ed two weeks ago?”"Only in the that Bob brought to me today. I haven’t been able tocheck my p.o. box myself since I’ve had this cast on.”"Has your new boy-toy been meeting ALL your needs? Since when does acaretaker need to be naked when he gives baths?”"It just seemed easier that way, Marcus. The first time he did it lastweek he was still wearing his good work clothes at first. It was my ideafor him to take them off so he wouldn’t get them wet. You have no idea howmessy it gets in here trying to bathe with a cast on your damn leg.”"I can see that from the water on the floor. Has wonder boy been sleepinghere, too?”"Only last Saturday night. There’s been no sex,” Grant said, stoppingshort of adding “yet.”"Maybe not, but it’s clear there’s been arousal. You were both hard justnow. I didn’t think younger men worked you up like that.”"You’ve been gone so long this time that even women were starting to lookgood to me, Marcus. Where have you been?”"Women? — oh please, Grant. You’d fuck a tree before you’d look twice ata woman.”"Maybe if you could spare a few days of your precious time to tend the homefires once in a while, they wouldn’t burn out of control.”"Spare me your self-pity. My career always comes first — you know that.”"Yes, I’m becoming painfully aware of my position in your priorities,Marcus. And I’m not naive enough to think that even I’m number two in yourlife. I’ve seen your photos, and good looking men don’t seem to be in anyshort supply in them. What do you do with them besides photograph them?”"What are you saying, Grant?”"I’m saying I’m damn tired of this life, Marcus. I’ve been waiting like afool for five years for you to give me one ounce of encouragement that wecould ever have a life like normal couples do. I’ve had a lot of time onmy hands in the past 10 days to think about this.”I need someone to wake up with in the morning, Marcus — every morning,not just a few times a year. I want to see a living human being across mytable when I’m eating my meals. And if I have to be in a leg cast, I wantsomeone around who cares enough about me to stay here and pick up my dirtysocks and wash my sheets and my dishes and bathe me and make me feel likehe cares two hoots about how I’m feeling!”"And I suppose your little twink has been doing all that and more for you,hasn’t he, Grant?”"Yes! And he would do it out of the goodness of his heart for as long asit takes, but that’s a foreign concept to you, isn’t it, Marcus? When youwere on your way in here I was in the process of asking Bob to move inwith me for a few weeks till I get this damn cast off. You darkened mydoor before he could respond, but I could see it in his eyes that he wasready to jump at the chance to do something helpful and useful with histime.”He cares about me, Marcus. And I care about him — I don’t care if he isonly 22. He’s got more compassion and decency in him than most men twicehis age — certainly more than you’ll ever have.”"Okay, Grant, settle down — what’s gotten into you? You’re gettingyourself all worked up over nothing. I can stay a few days this time. Ithink all you need right now is a damn good fucking, so why don’t you getyour sexy ass into the bedroom while it’s still naked? I’m sure Bob gotit good and ready for me in that bath you were obviously sharing with himbefore I got here.”Still fuming, Grant got to his feet and hobbled his way still nude into hisbedroom, with Marcus in close pursuit and starting to strip. He’d had alot of hot asses in practically every country in the world, but he keptcoming back to Grant’s because it was the one that satisfied his unbridledlibido like none other he’d ever known. The very sight of it quickly madehim hard.Unbeknownst to the Marcus, however, it was not to be. As he startedremoving his jeans, Grant’s right crutch struck him hard across the side ofhis head, causing him to fall to his knees. Nothing was really injuredexcept his outsized ego. Grant calmly put aside his crutches and pulled ona pair of clean boxers — putting his formerly willing ass out of range ofany further exploitation. After five long years, he’d had enough.”What the hell was that for?”"It’s over, Marcus. Give me the keys you got in here with, and pick upyour stuff and get out of here — and get out of my life for good. Findsomeone else to take advantage of, you arrogant bastard, because I’m movingon. I’ve seen what a decent man can do to treat someone with a littledignity and respect, and if he’ll have me I’m going to know what real loveis like for the first time in my life.”Stunned, defeated, and quite unused to not getting his own way, Marcuspicked himself up off the floor, put his clothes back on, and made his wayto the door. At one point he looked back at Grant, but for perhaps thefirst time in his life he was speechless. He just shook his head and threwthe keys on the floor. He wasn’t usually the kind to cave that easily, buthe had gotten the message loud and clear — it was definitely over.Marcus was gone, but for a change Grant was grateful to be alone with hisfeelings. He knew he shouldn’t have hit the man, but his arrogance hadknown no bounds. Years of pent-up frustration had pushed Grant over theedge, and the last thing that Marcus was going to get — tonight or everagain — was another piece of him.His heart was still racing after his out-of-character show of bravado, andhe was suddenly as thirsty as he’d ever remembered being. Hobbling over tothe fridge, he grabbed another beer and took it to his couch. He took along swig and put the can down and put his head in his hands — suddenlyunable to shake the memory of Bob’s plaintive face as he looked back athim earlier that evening.He had gladly burned one bridge tonight, but it was too much to think thathe might have burned two of them. He would spend the rest of the nightgoing over in his mind what to say to the boy next. All he knew is that hewanted him back — desperately. If Bob would have him, that is. Rightthen, however, it seemed like a very big “if.”Bob had made his way home somehow, but like last Friday night he didn’tknow how. He felt shattered at the turn of events at Grant’s apartment.The man had just asked him to move in with him — albeit temporarily — andhe had been on the verge of saying “Yes!” when it all came crashing downwith the arrival of Grant’s apparent long-time lover, Marcus.Bob didn’t understand. Why hadn’t Grant ever mentioned Marcus? Why hadhe invited him to move in with him if Marcus had been given a set of keysto his new apartment? Would Marcus be staying long? Why had Grant allowedMarcus to get rid of him so easily? Would Grant ever invite him back?Would Bob even go if invited?He felt terribly confused and betrayed. All he was sure of was that beforeMarcus showed up Grant had touched him deeply — both literally andfiguratively — and that he had wanted more of it. Much more.(To be continued soon in Part 8)If you like this story so far, would you please drop me a line? Pleasemention your first name and location, if you would. To deal with spam Ionly open messages that have something in the NookieStar presents line. Send yourdon’t respond to messages that direct me to social networking sites.Thanks to all who’ve written so far! Damian
NookieStar presents: Aged Beef 4Aged Beef, Part 4All the usual cautions and disclaimers apply.Nels rolled out of bed a little later than usual, actually quite a bitlater than usual. The evening before he and his friend and neighbor, Fredhad engaged in an extended masturbation session that resulted in three goodcums each. The first was the result of stroking each others cocks whilewatching some hot porn. The second came a while later after a lengthyshower with Nels cumming while grinding his cock on Fred’s soapy ass. Thelast took several hours to work up to after the two enjoyed a couple ofcocktails and some conversation, remaining naked the entire time.They finally took matters in hand, as it were, and began stroking, firstthemselves and then each other. Finally, and probably assisted thealcohol, they experimented with some cock on cock grinding. Standing faceto face they started rubbing their pre-cum coated heads together thenslowly moving forward to allow the shafts to press against each other. Astheir cocks slid over one another the two friends engaged in a littleexploration with hands caressing and groping each others bare ass cheeks aswell as some nipple play.When Nels heard Fred start to growl low in his throat, he eased back a bitand reached in to grab both cocks in one hand and began to squeeze andstroke. In just a few moments they both began to shudder and theyexperienced near simultaneous ejaculations with smaller, but still thick,loads oozing over the heads and down over Nels’ hand. It was aftermidnight the time this occurred and when Nels finally got to bed he wasasleep before he was fully settled.So it was mid morning before he got up and he felt there would be no needfor any playing, at least not until after dinner. He enjoyed a leisurelybreakfast and then went out and started working on the reluctant sportscar. He was a couple of hours into it when he heard the sound of footstepscoming up the driveway. Looking for from under the hood he saw one of theneighbor kids heading towards him. In reality he was a bit more than a kidas he was a sophomore at the local junior college.”Hey, Mr. Merriweather, you still trying to get this thing going?”"Yup. How ya doing, Trevor?”"I’m doing okay, I guess. Killing some time. I had a couple of classesthis morning and I don’t have work until six o’clock. I heard this thingcranking and snorting so I thought I’d stop ,” the teen said with an easysmile.As Nels watched Trevor approach, his newly awakened appreciation of themale form kicked in. He saw that the young fellow was of medium height, abit on the thin side with unruly blonde hair, a pleasant face and theaforementioned smile. He wore lose fitting jeans and a slightly oversizedt-shirt. He had met Trevor for the first time shortly after moving in whenhe stopped to admire the just delivered ‘hob’ cars. So beyond a mutualinterest in old cars, he didn’t know much about him.”I still say,” the young man went on, “that your going to have to pull thetop end of the that motor off and go through the whole ignition andinduction systems.”"I know. I’ve been coming to that conclusion myself. I guess I might aswell start on it,” Nels agreed.”Need a hand? I can spare an hour or two,” Trevor offered. With a nod thetwo got to work and before the two hours were up, half the engine wasspread out on the work table and the two amateur mechanics were going overthe components.”The carbs are bad and the distributor is shot. I think it’s time for youto start prowling Ebay to look for replacements,” Trevor said.”I’d have to agree with you but I know nothing about any of the onlineauction stuff,” Nels admitted.”I can help you there,” the teen said. “I do some trading in a few things,skate and snow boards, electric guitars. Buy ‘em low, fix ‘em up, sell ‘emfor more. Helps with tuition.”"That would be great. When do you think you can come over?”"Hmm, tomorrow is out, classes most of the day. How about the day after,after dinner?” Trevor proposed.”"Sounds like a plan,” Nels said with smile and a handshake.He noticed Trevor had a good strong grip. He watched as the young manstrolled back down the driveway, a look of speculation on his face. Heturned back to the car and did some more work under the hood. That nightafter dinner he engaged in a little light webcam play that resulted in apleasurable release that helped take off the edge. Between his mountinganticipation of the following evening and the time spent with Trevor, hehad indeed become a little edgy.After cleaning up he turned off the computer, grabbed a book and read untillate. He thought sleeping late the next morning would help. And it didand left him with fewer hours to fill before he had to get ready to leavefor the evening. After a shower and shave, to include his cock and balls,he dressed in casual clothes and hit the road. He had received a messagelate in the afternoon confirming the gathering was still a go and that heshould ask for the ‘Stud Poker Club’ dinner, the name SexySenior had comeup with as a cover. When he pulled into the lot for the restaurant henoticed several other eateries along the road and two hotels within walkingdistance. It made him wonder.He went inside and told the hostess he was there for the Stud Poker Clubmeeting and he was directed to a private dining room. There were alreadyseveral men there, helping themselves to the appetizer buffet. A tallish,distinguished looking man stepped forward and proceeded to introducehimself.”Hi, I’m Jason Greeley, otherwise know as SexySenior.”"Nelson Merriweather.”"Oh, yes, Nelson. I”m definitely looking forward to getting to know youbetter,” Jason said with a smile and an extra hand squeeze.He then introduced Nels to the other potential club members with Nelsonthinking he was able to match the actual man to the profiles. Over thecourse of the next half hour other men arrived including the ones whoseonline pictures showed a very thin body and the supposed power lifter, whowasn’t Bulgarian but instead had a fairly pronounced upper mid-west accent.Think ‘Fargo’.He was as tall as Nelson and hand the biggest hands he had every seen. now the appetizers had been removed and replaced the buffet for the mealproper. Once everyone had a plateful they sat at a couple of tables andJason began to lay out his intentions.”All of us here has either demonstrated or professed a desire to engage inour favorite activity in a more open environment. A couple of you are verypopular on the webcams in fact. What I’m suggesting is a group thing, onceor twice a month, where we can engage in masturbation and oral sex in arelaxed atmosphere. I thought we could each take a turn hosting the group,selecting the location and setting a theme, if desired. Any comments?”"What do you mean theme?”"Whatever you’d like. Maybe have everyone wear jocks, or spandex shorts,or maybe a halloween party theme. Things like that,” Jason explained.”Just stroking and sucking?”"I’d think so. If individuals want to meet up for more that would be theirbusiness.”The men looked around at each other and then began to nod.”Terrific. Since I started things off tonight, I thought we’d start withan impromptu, come as you are party. I’ve reserved a suite at the hoteldirectly across the street. Anyone who would like to attend, I’ll headover and it’s suite 622. Knock three times, yes? Hope to see you allthere.”With that Jason stood and left the room. The others looked around and theoldest one, claiming he was seventy two, said,”Well, I’m game. At my age you don’t pass up an opportunity. I’d suggestwe go over individually or in pairs, with bit of time in between. Mind ifI go first?”There was general agreement and off he went. As suggested the restdeparted in ones and twos, Nels going himself after two others had left.He wasn’t going to miss out on this. When he gave the obligatory threeknocks on the door to room 622 it swung open and Jason smiled as he wavedNels in from behind. As he walked past, Nels could see why as Jason wasalready naked and sporting a nicely formed erection.A few steps further brought him into the living room of the suite and thethree men who went ahead of him were already undressed and sitting watchinga moderate sized flat screen TV showing some solo masturbation porn. Theyall smiled as they shifted their attention his way, obviously waiting forhim to show the goods. With a grin he shed his shirt, socks and shoes, thetook a little more time to slide out of his pants and his shorts. When hestood up he could see the smiles get bigger as his cock came into view andstretched out.It wasn’t more than a minute when a warm hand wrapped around the shaft frombehind him.”It looks even better in person and feels sooo good,” Jason murmured fromjust behind his ear.Nels could feel the the other man’s cock rubbing on his ass. Just thencame another triple knock and Jason said,”I’ll be right back.”Nels took up where Jason left off, stroking his now fully hard nine inchcock. He didn’t bother with the TV, he was getting enough inspiration frombeing watched the other three men. The cocks they were displaying wereequally hard, although not nearly as big but he didn’t care. They were allnaked, hard, and stroking and that’s all that mattered.He was vaguely aware of someone to his side and it sounded like they werein the process of stripping down. There was another, and hopefully last,set of knocks and within a moment that warm firm hand was back on his cock.Jason said in a slightly louder voice,”Well, gentlemen, let the games begin.”Nels relinquished his cock and let his hand fall to his side where itcontacted a bare thigh. He could feel the hard shaft of a cock pressedagainst his ass again and a hand glide over his other bare cheek. Fromaround his side came the rather large form of the powerlifter, which itturned out he used to be, his bulky, but not fat body covered with a fine,greyish coat of hair. His broad back and ass looked tightly muscled and toNels, oddly inviting. He turned a bit and Nels could see that he wasequipped with a moderately long, but very thick cock and the biggest pairof balls he had ever seen. They were lightly fuzzy with one just below theothers.The oldest of the group who was one of the three that had been watchingNels beckoned the big man over and then began to stroke the fat cock in onehand and fondle the huge balls with the other. The oldster’s cock wastaken in hand his couch partner.The last man that entered the suite was the very skinny fellow whoadvertised being a widower in his mid sixties. He walked around Nels andJason and came to stand on Nels’ other side. With his free hand Nelsreached out and took hold of the cock that dangled from the man’s crotch.His name was Marty. He closed his eyes for a moment, then said,”It doesn’t get all that hard much anymore but it leaks precum like abusted faucet and still shoots a nice load.”Marty then reached out and began to fondle Nels own hefty balls. Nelscould see that the other two of the three watchers had moved closer to eachother and were now stroking each other off. He continued to rub Jason’sthigh, who then shifted his stance a bit to allow his hard cock to slidealong Nels’ thigh giving him the opportunity to play with Jason’s nicepackage.After ten minutes or so the men began to shift positions. Marty went tohis knees and began to work Nels’ balls sack with his tongue and lips.Jason stepped around and began working Nels’ nipples allowing him to get agood grip on his host’s cock and give it a good stroking. The elderstatesman of the group who had the power lifter’s massively fat cockstroked hard and dripping gestured for him to stay put. The old man got upand went to the mini bar where he got a glass full of water. He came backto his seat where he proceeded to remove his full dentures and put them inthe glass of water on the lamp table.He then resumed his hold on that fat shaft and began to work over the headwith his tongue and lips. Slowly he began to work the head into his mouth,aided the lack of interference from his teeth. The big man began togroan his appreciation and his hips began to move as his massive ass cheeksflexed. Nels found this visual display very stimulating. But hisattention was soon dragged back to his own situation when he felt his owncock head enter somewhere warm and wet.He looked down to see his cock start a long slow slide into Marty’s mouth.Jason let go of the shaft and used his now free hand to rub over Nels’chest and stomach. He watched in amazement as the entire length of his nineinch cock disappeared into Marty’s mouth. It felt even more amazing thenit looked. Marty was looking up at Nels with smiling eyes and when he slidback off the now thoroughly wetted dick he let it pop out long enough tosay,”No gag reflex.”He then gobbled the big back down. Meanwhile, the man that had beenstroking the toothless cocksucker’s dick stood up and began running hishands all over the powerlifter’s chest, back and ass. Jason went down tothe floor and began to suck on Mary’s semi rigid dick. The two remainingmen on the couch had settled into a slurpy sixty nine. Looking around,Nels had to admit he was having the time of his life. He decided it wastime to get in on the oral fun and he took hold of Marty’s head and slidhis cock out of that deep warm place.”Hang on a second, Marty.”With his cock free he settled down on to the floor and arranged himself sohe had access to Jason’s deck which was a hard veiny seven inches or so.Marty went right back to his deep throating while Nels began stroking hishosts cock, first licking the head and shaft. Then with a mental shrug hetook the plunge and let this lips slide over the dripping head. It didn’ttake more than a second for him to decide he definitely liked sucking cockand Fred was in for a real surprises in the very near future.The room was full of the sounds of groaning and wet sucking. Thiscontinued for perhaps half an hour or more. Marty and Jason changed placesafter a while so Jason could work Nels’ big dick. He in turn found Marty’ssemi-hard leaker oddly exciting. The toothless wonder was getting sucked his former hand job buddy, who in turn was getting rimmed and sucked the two who had been sixty-nining on the couch. The tempo of groaning wasincreasing and it was apparent that someone was going to start cummingsoon.The first to erupt was the old man. His shout was muffled all the cockthat was still in his mouth but his hips bucked and pushed out arespectable flow of cum that oozed down his shaft. This was followed the powerlifter who pulled back and launched half a dozen spurts of thickwhite fluid that hit the old man in the face and chest. The soundstriggered the others and Nels fired his cum into the waiting mouth of Jasonwho apparently had not intention of wasting a drop. Marty stiffened andNels watched in fascination as the older man’s sperm flowed out in a steadystream to coat the head, shaft and Nels’ finger. He could hear Jasongrunting around his cock and figured Marty was getting a load of his own.It took a few minutes for everyone to wind down but the sound of slowerbreathing and some muttering to include one heartfelt ‘that wasfan-fucking-tastic’.After a few more minutes the men began to pick themselves up off the flooror in the case of the powerlifter, he sat down on one of the couches whichcreaked under the weight. Those who needed to, used the kitchenette sinkto clean off but in the case of the oldster, he headed for the shower for aquick hose down.”Well, that little ice breaker seemed to go well,” Jason said with asmile. “Help yourself to some refreshments. After a bit of relaxing, forthose who’d like to, we’ll see about round two.”The naked men helped themselves to something to drink from the mini bar andfound places to sit around the room. Nels found himself sitting acrossfrom the powerlifter, whose first name turned out to be George. He couldsee George’s flaccid but still incredibly thick cock resting on his massiveballs. Nels’ own soft dick was lying against his thigh and George waseying it openly. He offered George a smile which was returned in kind.After a while Jason spoke up.”As a possibility for round two, I’d like to suggest we get ourselves upand ready with some self stroking and then if they are willing, we haveNelson and George stretch out on that big bed in there and let the rest ofus help ourselves to those two amazing cocks.”"Okay me,” Nelson said.”I’m game,” George added.”Excellent,” Jason said and he clicked the remote and a scene of a senioraged bear stroking a fat cock appeared. The stroking started using this asinspiration but once the real cocks began to harden the interest got muchmore personal. Nels and George seemed to fixate on each other and itwasn’t long before they were both hard and ready for attention. With anunspoken signal the two big cocked men stood up and headed for the bedroomand the king sized bed. As they climbed on George said quietly,”Not tonight, but sometime soon I’d love to feel that big pole of yourspushing its way between my ass cheeks.”Nels was a bit startled this but the sudden flash of an image of thatbroad back and ass stretched out in front of him, his long thick cockslowly disappearing between those two meaty mounds made up his mindquickly. He felt his cock twitch.”I’ve never done that before but I think I’m interested.”George winked and smiled. They pushed the pillows up against the wall andgot settled side side as the others filed in and surrounded the bed.Nels and George gave each others cocks a few strokes and then invited theothers to join them. For the next hour those two big cocks got moreattention then they could have possibly imagined. They were sucked,licked, stroked and drooled on. Multiple sets of lips, tongues and handsworked the heads, shafts and balls. A fair amount of attention was alsopaid to their nipples.For their part Nelson and George made use of their free hands to strokewhatever cock happened to be within reach. Their free hands that were nextto the other were used to stroke thighs and bellies in anticipation of thefuture private session. Those that were working on the two big dicks werein turn treated to asshole tonguing, cock and ball licking and a lot offondling.When it became apparent that Nels and George weren’t going to last muchlonger everyone got on the bed and knelt around the two, everyone strokingfor all they were worth. Groans turned to shouts and soon hips werebucking and cum was flying. George went first followed shortly Nels andthen the others added their loads in fairly rapid succession.Some shot their loads while others let them ooze from the swelled heads butall added something to the growing puddles that were forming on the belliesand crotches of the two big dicked fellows. As before it took a fewminutes for the men to come down from their orgasmic highs. A few slid offthe bed while others just sort of sat there, slowing stroking theirsoftening dicks. Nels and George pushed themselves up, looking at theircums splattered bodies and laughed a bit. Nels said,”Quick shower?”"Maybe not so quick,” George replied.The others made way for them and they moved into the bathroom and theshower stall. In moments the hot water was flowing and they were makingliberal use of the complimentary soap to clean off the sticky results oftheir fun. And like new found friends they were happy to lend each other ahelping hand. As Nels was scrubbing George’s back he marveled at all thereal estate and was pleased when he felt George push back with his meatyass to trap his cock between them and start to grind. Nels reached aroundand rubbed soap on the expansive chest and stomach and then applied some tothe fat cock and low hanging, massive balls. Nels could hear George growllow in his throat and he laughed.”You don’t mean to tell me you’re going to get another load out of us inhere, do you?”"Probably not, but you’re priming me for a good stroke session in themorning.”"I’m glad to be of help.”They played for another ten or fifteen minutes and then let the soap flowoff. They toweled each other off quickly and walked back into the mainroom. Some of the men were still naked while others were getting dressed.Jason was all smiles and said,”Now that we are all together again, I’d like to ask if we think we’d liketo do this again?”The affirmatives ranged from ‘sure’ to ‘oh hell yes’.”Do we have any volunteers to host our next get together?”The oldster with the dentures, Steve, raised his hand.”I have a nice place and I live alone now so I’ll do it. I’ll send younotes at the website with the details.”"Great, thanks, Steve. The room is ours for the night but I know some ofyou need to be on your way so thanks for coming, and cumming, and we’ll seeyou next time.”Nelson got himself dressed and said his so longs, to include a”I’ll be in touch,” from George.He had to concentrate on the drive home, but as he crawled into bed hestill had a smile on his face.
NookieStar presents: A Trip To HeavenDisclaimer: This is an Adult Gay Story. If you are not of age in yourcountry, or if it is against the law for you to read this story, pleasedon’t read this. Any comments or constructive criticism are welcome-Dinesh got many offers with better salary from many firms. But he declinedthe offers and stayed in the present company for a single reason-his boss,Bharat. Dinesh had met many handsome men but none matched Bharat. Bharatwas 39 and Dinesh was fifteen years younger to him. Still the boss createdenormous passion and love in the heart of his secretary. The way the bosssat, the way he spoke, the way he walked, the way he gracefully attendedhis business, the coolness and confidence he had shown, everything formeddeep idol worship in the secretary’s heart. In the presence of Bharat,Dinesh forgot everything other than Bharat.But Bharat did not know the younger man’s feelings. He was married and hadtwo kids. He thought of his secretary as smart and efficient. That’sall. Dinesh knew that and his heart always ached at the knowledge. If wecould not communicate our special feelings to the person concerned, if itremained always buried in innermost depths of our heart, there would be nogreater tragedy. Sometimes he would think of resigning from the job and gosomewhere and try to forget everything about Bharat. But that would beonly for a few desperate moments. He stayed. He had worked there nearlyten months.One day Bharat’s business advertisement agent said to Bharat, “Sir, yoursecretary looks cute. Will he be interested in modeling?”"You ask him” said Bharat. After some time when Dinesh came to him to readsome reports, he looked his secretary attentively. As the agent observed,the youth was really cute with large eyes, beautiful nose, cherry lips anddimples in cheeks. He was tall, well muscled and attractively dressed. Andhe was so young and fresh.. But there was some sadness in the cute face.He stopped Dinesh and said, “Dinesh, Is there something bothering you?”Dinesh was taken aback. That was the first personal question he asked,first caring gesture he showed. Dinesh was overwhelmed with emotions. Hiseyes moistened. “No sir.Thank you sir”, he said in a choking voice and leftthe room.But Bharat felt something was there hidden in the youth’s mind. He wantedto help him, if he could. From that day onwards, he treated Dinesh morefriendlily. Bharat’s change of attitude made Dinesh happier. Bharatobserved the change in the youth’s face and he was really satisfied.One day Bharat called Dinesh and said, “Dinesh we have struck a newbusiness deal with a party at Bangalore. To make the agreement deed I’veto go to Bangalore today. If you can come, it will be useful to me for thepaper work. But tomorrow is Sunday. Can you sacrifice a holiday and comewith me”"I would give life to come with you” he said inwardly and said loudly “SureSir”.”Please book two rooms for two days in the hotel” Bharat said.When Dinesh phoned the usual hotel, they informed that except a doublebedroom all rooms were already booked because of the one day cricket matchat Bangalore. Dinesh told it to Bharat. After thinking awhile he said”Can’t we adjust in one room, Dinesh?”Dinesh couldn’t believe his ears. Happily he said, “Why not?” He bookedthe double bedroom. He was really nervous and excited. Staying two days ina room with his idol still seemed a dream. He had to pinch himself toconfirm that he was not dreaming.The hotel room at Bangalore was well furnished and spacious. When Dineshsaw the two beds joined together in the middle of the room he hoped thatthe boss would not make them separate before going to sleep. Bharat noticedDinesh’s dreamy look at the beds and asked whether he felt so sleepy.Dinesh blushed and he looked very charming when he was blushing. Bharatthought that the advertising agent was right, Dinesh was really cute.Bharat saw the wall clock and decided to take bath first. He began tounbutton his shirt. Dinesh tried hard not to stare the beautiful wideshoulders, attractive chest, beautiful dark nipples and flat stomach. Buthe couldn’t resist seeing idol’s revealing beauty. But Bharat was not awarehis secretary’s stare. His mind was already on the business deal he wouldbe dealing today. He absentmindedly removed his garments one one. Before going into towel there was one moment of his naked glory whichmade his secretary’s heart skipped a beat. His hairy thighs and longsmooth meaty cock showed perfect harmony with his upper portions.He went to take bath. Dinesh closed his eyes in his mind’s screen replayedthe scene again and again. After the bath, Bharat hardly noticed Dinesh.His mind was again at the business deal. His cute secretary was cuter inhis red briefs while going to bath room. But he never noticed. Dinesh wasdisappointed.Their business agreement work was successfully concluded that day. Theycame to the hotel room at night.After the whole day’s work they both needed bath and Bharat asked Dinesh totake bath first and sat on the bed. He closed his eyes with tiredness.When he opened the eyes Dinesh was in small white briefs and he was on hisway to bath room. Bharat noticed his secretary’s perfect young body forthe first time. “Well, the boy is keeping his body in good condition” hethought.Suddenly at the time an insect came through the window and it hit Bharat’sface. His sudden jerk resulted in twisting his neck muscles. Hearing hispainful sound, Dinesh turned back. “What happened sir?”Bharat felt pain too much and gesture he indicated his neck twisting.Dinesh sat beside him and gently asked him to place his head on his thigh.”A little massage will make it okay, sir”. Very slowly he placed his headon the hairy thigh of secretary. Dinesh very slowly massaged using twothumbs. After a few seconds Bharat felt better.But his face was too close to package of his young secretary and aroma ofhis cock was very pleasant. Dinesh slightly moved that Bharat’s lipslightly touch the young and energetic cock of his secretary. He could seethe beautiful outline in the white briefs. And the outline was growingfast. Bharat couldn’t believe that he was actually enjoying thesituation. But when he saw the youth was also enjoying more than him, heslightly opened his mouth and the growing outline was between his lips.The scent of the crotch, growth inside the white briefs and gentle massageand feel of his fingers in his body-all made him forgot every thing. Heopened his mouth fully and mouthed the package. Dinesh was in heaven.Even in his dreams, that was not seemed possible. But now it washappening.He lightly bit the package and when the white brief was powerless tocontain the growing cock further, Dinesh lowered his brief and the cockdanced with freedom on the face of Bharat. He first kissed the love polefirst, then licked and swallowed. Dinesh was excited to see his lovemember inside his dream man’s mouth. When the excitement was too much hetold Bharat at any time he might ejaculate.Bharat stopped and said, “Relax Dinesh”. He hugged Dinesh and waited tillDinesh could control his feelings. Moon light shone through the openedwindows. Dinesh turned off the lights. Now in the moon light both undressedfully and admired each other in the moon light. Bharat saw Dinesh’sunlimited joy and lovingly hugged him and kissed him on his cherry lips.Dinesh melted in the passionate kiss. Bharat kissed him inch inch.”Sir, you are showing me heaven sir” he whispered when Bharat licking andsucking his nipples expertly. His expert tongue gave electric treatment tothe sensitive brown nipples, swirling his tongue around the hard nubs.Brown and erect his nipples were rock hard beneath Bharat’s hot and wettongue. He traveled down his body with his tongue, licking at his navel,and at last at the head of his cock. He played with it and teased it such away that Dinesh could hold no longer. Fresh White juices filled Bharat’smouth in large quantity. He swallowed it greedily. He asked, “Do you enjoy, Dinesh”With great love Dinesh said, “I cannot explain it with words my dreamman. When you touch me every nerve of my body answers. It is heaven, thankyou.”"Don’t tell me, dear. Show me. Make me feel” Bharat teased.Learning from his boss he expertly started from lips. He gave passionatekiss, he nibbled and suck the dark nipples and traveled leisurely downwardlicking every inch of the boss’s handsome body.With great love and worship he buried his face in Bharat’s crotch andfilled his nostrils with his intoxicating scent. Bharat gasped when Dineshstarted to take his cock into mouth. He kissed it tenderly, thenforcefully. He took more time worshipping the loving rod using his handstongue and mouth. His tongue sent electric sensations all over Bharat’sbody. After a long love play the love juices flow from the cock and filledhis lover’s mouth. Dinesh milked every drop of Bharat’s pulsating tool.When the lust subsided both of them lied on the bed hugging eachother. Bharat kissed Dinesh softly. Dinesh grinned happily. The moon lightfell on their bodies to increase their mood of romance. They forgot thetrack of time._ JOHN ANTONY
NookieStar presents: To the Top of Mount PoppitMike and I have been friends for about five years. We play squash together,usually about once per week. Our wives are also good friends, andfrequently we all go out together.We live in a small town in a mountainous part of the country. I’m not goingto tell you the name of the town, becuase it would be too easy for peopleto identify us. On one side if the town is a small ski hill, on MountPoppit (that’s not the real name of the mountain, either). Mount Poppitrises about 3,000 feet above the town. Every year, Mike likes to take ahike to the top of Mount Poppit. The mountain is not so steep that itrequires mountain climbing expertise: it’s just a good steep hike, and youneed to be fit to do it. Mike and I are both in our early 40′s, and we areboth quite fit.This year, I asked Mike if I could go along with him on his annual climb.He agreed, and we made plans for the following Saturday. Mike lives closeto the ski hill, so on Saturday, I drove over to his house. I brought achange of clothes, since after the hike my wife Kathy was going to stay atMike and Lori’s house, and we were going to have a barbeque. In mybackpack, I also packed a lunch, water, and a pair of binoculars.Off we went. It was a pleasant, warm day. The sky was mostly sunny, with afew clouds. For the first hour or so, we followed a trail, and weresheltered the trees. About half way up the mountain, we broke out of thetrees: there was just a light covering of mosses and small bushes. At aboutthis point on the mountain, the terrain facing our town gets pretty steep,so we went around on the back side of the mountain, where the terrain isgentler, and continued on up. Off in the distance, we could see a bear: wewatched it through the binoculars for a while, but it was far enough awaythat we didn’t need to alter our course.We kept up a steady pace, and about two more hours on, we reached the topof the mountain. Because we were coming up the back side of the mountain,we couldn’t see our town until we reached the top. It was a spectacularview. Not only were we looking down on the town, but most of the clouds haddisappeared, giving us a great view of the mountains up and down therange. We just sat down and took in the view.We were hot and sweaty, and Mike took off his t-shirt.”That’s a good idea,” I said, and I took off mine, too.”To tell you the truth,” said Mike, “at this point I usually take off allmy clothes. I am just sweaty all over.”I laughed. “Yeah, I know what you mean, my shorts are riding up on me andmy crotch is all wet. If you want to take everything else off, it won’tbother me.”Since Mike and I played squash together, we were used to each other’slocker room nakedness, so we both got naked. We laid out our clothes in thesun, hoping they would dry off a bit. We ate our lunch, enjoyed the view,and relaxed in the sun.After lunch, I got up and walked around a bit: Mike did the same. Now Idon’t know if it was the scenery, the cool mountain air, or just having mypackage swinging free, but I started to get a bit hard. Not rock-hard, mywilly was just standing up a little bit. I was a bit embarassed, so I triedto keep myself turned sideways from Mike.”Hey, what’s up, buddy?” he asked me. I think he sensed something waswrong.”Uh, nothing,” I said.”Hey, I never told you, but I usually get a woody myself when I come uphere, all naked and everything.”I looked at Mike, and he was sporting a stiffy, too. “Huh,” I said. “Toomuch fresh air or something?”"Or something,” Mike replied. “I dunno, this is a bit embarrasing, but Iusually whack off when I get up here. I didn’t really expect to get ahard-on with you here, though.”I didn’t know what to say, but my dick was now standing straight up, and sowas Mike’s. “Well,” I said finally, “I don’t think I’ll be able to get myclothes back on like this…” And I started fondling my dick.”What the hell,” said Mike, and he started jacking off in earnest. So,there we were, standing beside each other, enjoying the view and the freshmountain air, and whacking off like I don’t know what. But here’s what I doknow: it felt great.”I’m cumming,” I said.”Me too,” said Mike. I don’t know why, but I wanted to see Mike cum, so Iturned a little bit towards him. He must have had the same idea, because heturn towards me a little bit. We both started cumming, and becuase we wereshaking our willies pretty good, our cum was flying all over theplace. Some of Mike’s cum landed on me, and I’m pretty sure some of minelanded on him.”Hey,” I said with a grin, “you got some jizz on me.”"No, I didn’t,” he said. “You got jizz on me! I’ll show you jizz!” And withthat, he wiped some of his own cum off of his leg and dick, and reachedover and rubbed it all over my belly. I grabbed at him, and started rubbingcum from my hand onto his backside. Then we rubbed up against each other,trying to get any bit of semen we could onto the other guy. We only didthat for a minute or so, and then broke up.”Well, that was fun,” said Mike.”Yeah, and a bit weird,” I replied. “So, do we start back down now, orwhat?” I asked.”There’s no hurry,” Mike said. “Let’s relax for a bit.”That seemed like a good idea, so I laid down on the ground, while Mike wentoff exploring – he wanted to look at the different views from variousvantage points.I was relaxing, soaking up the sun for about twenty minutes or so, and mymind couldn’t help but go back to our mutual masturbation episode. Justthinking about it, I started getting hard again. My eyes were closed, I washalf asleep, and I just started playing with my balls a little bit. Then Ifelt a shadow come over me, and a hand grab my dick. I opened my eyes, andthere was Mike squatted down beside me, playing with my dick!”Here,” he said. “Why don’t I help you out?”I was horny, and thought: why not? So I laid back, closed my eyes, andenjoyed the workout Mike gave me. It wasn’t long before I was cumming allover my belly and Mike’s hand. I opened my eyes to catch Mike wiping my cumoff of his hand and onto his belly. He stood up, I sat up, and I could seeMike had one more huge hard-on, right at my head level.”Hey,” I said, grabbing his boner, “I guess it’s my turn to help you out.”I got on my knees in front of him and started jacking him off. His dick wasright at the same level as my mouth, so I took him in, and started suckinghim off and jacking him into my mouth. His moans told me I was doing a goodjob on him, and it wasn’t too long before he was cumming into my mouth. Ididn’t mind the taste, but I took him out of my mouth, and let him cum onmy face and chest. I think I just liked the idea of his cum landing on me.”OK,” I said, “this time you really got your cum on me.”Mike laughed. “Yeah, I guess I did,” he said.”Man,” I said, “I’ve never done that before.”"Well you’re pretty good at it,” Mike said. “I’ll have to try that myselfsometime…”Well, we were ready to head back down then, so we got dressed, and startedthe hike back down the mountain. The return trip was a lot easier, and wegot back to Mike’s house in about an hour and a half. Our wives were bothout – they had gone on a shopping trip to a city about an hour’s driveaway.”I’m going to take a shower,” Mike said. He paused a bit, then added, “ifyou want to join me, I can wash your back.”"As I recall, it’s not my back that you got all messy,” I replied.Mike laughed at that. “OK,” he said, “I’ll wash your front then.”"Alright,” I said. So we took off our clothes one more time and hopped intothe shower. Mike and I both soaped up our hands, and started rubbing eachother all over. It wasn’t long before we were both hard again. I soaped upmy hands some more, and reached behind Mike and soaped up his butt. Mikedid the same, so we started grinding our dicks together, grabbing eachother’s butt. This felt great too.”You know,” Mike said to me, “we can keep this up and before long we’ll becumming all over each other again. But what I’d really like to do is trysucking you off.”I couldn’t argue with that, so we got out of the shower, dried off, andheaded for Mike’s bedroom. I lay down on the bed, and Mike got down on hisknees beside me, and took me into his mouth. It felt good, but it didn’tfeel quite right, so I got Mike to lay down beside me, and we got into asixty-nine. That felt better, and soon we were both cumming in each other’smouth. Mike swallowed all of mine, and I swallowed most of his, but I tookhis dick out for a little bit and rubbed some of his cum on my cheek.Well, we just lay there for a bit after that, and I guess we fellasleep. Because the next thing I knew, I could hear Kathy and Loridownstairs in the kitchen. As I think back on it, it almost sounded likethey were making too much noise — as if they were trying to wake us up.Anyway, Mike and I quickly got dressed, and we went downstairs. “Shit,” Iwas thinking, “I hope they didn’t see us…”We came downstairs and joined our wives in the kitchen. Mike kissed Lori,and I kissed Kathy.”Just a minute,” Kathy said, and she wiped at my face with her finger. “Ithink you’ve still got some cum on your cheek.”Aw, shit. We were busted.Bob
NookieStar presents: STORY: Straight Seduction (gay)Date: Tue, 23 Feb 1993 15:37:31 GMTKeywords: college, straight, automobilesSummary: Straight friend’s first timeThis story contains consensual sex between guys who AREN’T minors. If gaysex is not what you’re into, please hit ‘n’ NOW and stop flaming the netand/or the authors. This is not *really* a recruiting-the-straights story,but there is a bit of that in there, be forewarned.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real events, places,people or things is merely a coincidence. Distributable with this header intact except where prohibited law. Notto be made available to minors. Not to be sold, thoughtlessly plagiarized,used as a tool of coercion, wallpapered with or scattered from airplanes.Please don’t make money off of MY work, nor claim it as your own; don’t wearwhite after Labour Day; avoid polyester at all costs; boycott the bigots;love, cherish and support one another.Oh yeah, and enjoy the story!Straight Seduction I hadn’t intended to seduce Justin…..it just sort ofhappened. With his long blond hair and green eyes, Justin was adrop-dead gorgeous friend of mine. We were both studying at thesame college with the same major, and I saw him in every one of myclasses. I’d spent many nights jerking off thinking about this hotstud!! He had a trim waist and nice, nice legs. We’d playedvolleyball together before and watching him jump around in thoseshorts very nearly gave me a heart attack — my heart was poundingevery time we jostled for the ball and my cock swelled with lustevery time we touched. He was one of the first people I told whenI came to college, and he took it pretty well — very well,actually, for a straight boy. He never made a big deal of it, tohim I was just another guy, no different from anyone else. Maybethat’s what attracted me to him. Still, though I’d often fanta-sized about doing it with Justin, I never thought I’d be proposi-tioning him — and I never, ever thought he’d agree! It was aFriday night, and we were in Justin’s car. He pulled out onto theroadway and into the traffic. Justin looked unusually preoccupiedas he drove on through the night as he ran five stop signs withoutnoticing. I looked at him carefully. He was driving with only onehand, the other one hanging out the driver’s window. “Uh…Justin?” No response. “Justin? You okay?” Still noresponse. “Hey! Justin!” I touched his thigh lightly as I saidit. He jumped a little and turned. “Hmmm? What?” “You’ve just run five stop signs without even slowing down –are you okay?” “Yeah…I’m alright, I guess.” We pulled into an emptyparking lot the railroad tracks beside the river. It was quietand the moon, hidden some clouds, provided little light. He cutthe engine and we sat for a while in silence. Finally, he spoke. “Nice spot, eh, Chris?” “Yeah…it is kinda nice. Very romantic, Justin.” “Yeah,” he laughed. “I used to bring my girlfriend herebefore we broke up.” The smile faded from his face and it suddenlymade sense to me why Justin was acting so strangely: he had brokenup with his girlfriend exactly two months ago. “I’m sorry, Justin — I forgot.” “Hey…it’s okay,” he said “It’s not your fault. Sometimes,I wish…aw, forget it.” I looked carefully at him, and our eyes locked. Shit, Iwanted him badly. He looked so helpless. “Justin?” “Uh-huh?” “Have you ever…” I took a deep breath. “…like, have youever wanted to, y’know — well, did you ever think about trying itwith a guy?” There. I’d said it. I’d never, ever been so boldwith Justin before. Justin just stared at me. I looked away quickly. “I’m sorry,” I stammered, embarassed. “I just thought…Icould make you feel better, that’s all. I didn’t mean…fuck, I’msorry Justin.” I stared straight ahead, not wanting to look athim. Had I just soured our friendship? He’s probably pissed offat me — and he should be. I was kicking myself for acting sostupidly. I must have looked like a fool. After a long silence, Justin let out a sigh. “Chris?” “Yeah?” “What…like, what did you have in mind?” I couldn’t believemy ears! I turned to look at him again and he moved back from meslightly, still a little wary. I smiled weakly and swallowed. “Well…I don’t know. Anything I guess — I was just, like,wondering that’s all…I mean, if there’s anything I can do for youI’d like to help you out.” “Nothing serious?” “No, no. Nothing serious — just whatever you’d feel okaywith.” He seemed to relax a bit. “I’m sorry, Chris, it’s just-” he began, but I cut him off. “No, Justin — I’m sorry. I was out of place.” He smiled andleaned over towards me. “Hey. Relax. I don’t hate you.” I felt very relieved whenhe said that and managed to smile a little. “What I was going tosay is that it’s just that you caught me off guard. I have beenkinda considering trying it with you. I know it sounds kind oflame, but I was just scared, y’know?” He paused, then continued.”I’ve…I’ve never done anything serious with guys — I mean, meand a few buddies jerked off together a bit when we were younger,but we just did ourselves, never each other. But I’ve been out ofany action for awhile since breaking up and jerking off yourselfgets kind of boring after awhile…” I moved closer to him. “So…can I do anything for you, Justin?” “I don’t know. Maybe. Yeah, probably. I’m so damn hornyright now that I could try anything…who knows? Maybe I can getoff with another guy. It’s really nice of you to offer yourself tome anyways…the least I can do is try it, eh?” “Well…it’s the perfect spot at least!” I said, and we bothlaughed. The tension was gone between us and at last we feltcomfortable with each other again. “Do you, uh, do oral?” he asked. I smiled. “You mean you want a blow job, Justin?” “Yeah,” he grinned, “I wasn’t sure if you called it the samething or what — pretty lame, eh?” I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch. “Oh, I don’t know…” I said as I felt the bulge in his jeansswell slowly beneath my touch, “this doesn’t feel too lame tome…” Justin groaned and bit his lower lip as I slowly massaged hisgrowing basket. With my other hand, I began stroking his chest andstomach through his shirt. My own crotch began swelling as my cockgrew to rock-hard stiffness. Justin leaned back against the door,stretching his frame out across the bench seat with one leg plantedfirmly on the floor and the other across the back of the seat,allowing me full access to his groin. I bent over and beganunbuttoning his shirt from the bottom up, exposing more and more ofhis taut young torso. Soon, Justin’s shirt was opened completelyfrom his waist to his collar and the material lay to either side ofhis body. He had a beautiful body, almost hairless except for aline of dark blonde hair leading from his navel down into hisunderwear and a fairly dense crop of underarm hair. He lay there,open and inviting, barely breathing a word as I massaged his nakedflesh, squeezing and stroking his body. “Oh…mmmm…ah,yeah…” he moaned as I bent over and kissedhis belly. An involuntary shudder went through his body and Ilooked up into his eyes. “Everything okay so far?” I asked hopefully. “Oh yeah…it feels great. Shit, I never knew it could feelso-o-o-o-o-o-o-o good with another guy…” “Well, if you want me to stop — if I, uh, go too far orsomething, you know, just tell me to stop and I will…” “Sounds good…right now, the word is GO…” I smiled and wordlessly went back to Justin’s body. His warm,soft skin felt delicious against my lips and I licked at hisnipples, feeling them harden like bullets into my mouth. I suckedat first one, then the other, all the while stroking his body withmy hands. I could feel Justin’s crotch jammed up against mine, ourhard bulges rubbing together eroticly. Moving my way slowly up hisbody, I licked at his neck, tonguing his Adam’s apple and kissingthe nape of his neck. He groaned again, and put his arms aroundme, clumsilly but earnestly. I was in ecstasy as he held me to himclosely and I began to work a hickey into his neck. After I had finished leaving my mark on Justin’s neck, I movedup and stared into his eyes, our mouths only inches apart. I couldhear him breathing, feel his breath on my cheeks. There was asmouldering sensuality in his eyes and we lay there for what seemedlike an eternity, just staring. “Justin…” I whispered at last, “…can I kiss you?” He smiled. “What the fuck have you been doing to me up ’tilnow?” “Yeah, but I mean REALLY kiss you this time. On the lips.Open-mouthed. A really deep kiss.” He paused and his eyes looked away for a second, as ifconsidering, then refocussed on me. “Sure,” he said, “what the hell…go for it!” I grinned and kissed him gently on the lips. We moved apartagain, and then I kissed him again, more firmly. My lips partedslightly and my tongue ran over his closed lips, seeking entry.Almost instantly, Justin’s lips opened themselves to me and wetraded tongues, exploring each other deeply. Thrilled, I felt histongue reach down into my throat and I returned the favor. I feltJustin’s hands pull my shirt out of my jeans; his touch upon mynaked back, urging me on. He stripped my shirt off and beganstroking my shoulders, taking my tongue into his mouth again. Wemoaned in unison, enjoying each other’s oral attentions. When wefinally broke the kiss, we were both out of breath and hornier thanever. “Not bad,” I said as I pinched his nipples, “not too bad atall…for a straight boy.” He laughed and grabbed my shouldersplayfully, pushing me down his body. “On your knees, cocksucker — do me good!” I kneeled on the floor of the car, my face in front of hiscrotch. Using only my teeth, I undid his belt buckle and unbutt-oned his tight, faded Levis. In the fantastic silence of the warmnight air, the sound of Justin’s zipper coming undone filled thecar with a rude metallic echo that hinted at the carnal plea-suresyet to come… Justin peeled off his jeans, exposing his crotch to me. Imouthed his erect cock through the thin material of his cottonbriefs. The sweet and salty taste of his well-worn Calvin Kleinunderwear was at once strange and familiar. It filled my senseswith perverse and lewd thoughts, thoughts that never failed to turnme on more and more. I licked at the sticky cotton pouch thatstood as the last barrier between me and Justin’s hard throbbingfuckpole, enjoying the well-seasoned fabric, tasting the deliciousessence of a hot young stud in heat. Crotch sweat and cum lacedwith cologne was soaked into Justin’s underwear, and I tongue-bathed his hot nuts through the now wet cotton. As I continued myoral exploits on him, Justin ran his hands through my hair,encouraging me on and on, telling me how much he liked it. Aftera few more minutes with his tasty cotton briefs, I removed them taking the waistband in my teeth and pulling the spit-soakedgarment off of Justin’s body. There, in all of its circumcised glory, stood Justin’sbeautiful cock, achingly erect while still soft to the touch –like velvet over steel. I extended my tongue out slowly, moving mylips closer and closer to his quivering fuckpole. My mouth beganto close over his walnut sized dickhead… “Stop, Chris.” Shit. I froze instantly. Oh well. It wasgood while it lasted. I closed my mouth…before getting to hisdick. I looked up at Justin and he put his hands on my head andgrinned. “Just testing.” Fuck. I could’ve killed him. He began togiggle uncontrollably and I couldn’t help smiling. “Do you realize,” I said, trying not to laugh, “that I’vekilled men for less?” “Aw, c’mon, Chris,” Justin said as he took my hand, “how canyou hate a guy who’s giving you this?” he purred as he wrapped myfist around his stiff, throbbing cockmeat. Wordlessly, I knelt in front of him again and licked his cockthoroughly, coating his dick in my spit until it glowed in themoonlight streaming in through the front windshield. The moon wasbrighter now, obscured no longer the hazy clouds that dimmed thelandscape earlier in the evening. It was a good sign. Justingasped and shuddered again. I bent my head down and took his heavynuts in my mouth, sucking on them gently. I then rolled themaround in my mouth, feeling their weight. I could just imagine thehuge load of spermsauce that Justin’s balls were churning out, andhow incredibly good it was going to taste when Justin finally shothis pent-up load into me. I released his balls and returned to hisshaft, licking his hot wet ramrod up and down, over and over again. I twirled my tongue around his hot, hard dickhead, chewing on itgently. Then, I took his entire throbbing cockshaft into my mouth,swallowing his huge spermserver and deep-throating him all the wayin, even tucking both his balls into my well-stuffed mouth. I heldhim there for about five seconds, letting my throat do magicalthings to his huge rod. Then, I pulled almost all of his prickback out of my mouth, retaining only the walnut-sized dickheadbehind my lips. It was then that Justin began thrusting his hips,grinding his cock into my eager, hungry mouth. Justin was fuckingmy mouth! In and out, in and out, Justin humped my face, forcinghis long hard shaft right down into my throat. I loved it! Icould hardly believe I had managed to turn a supposedly straightboy on so much! He started telling me again how much he loved itand how fascinated he was that he could get so much pleasure fromanother guy. “Ah, yeah…suck that dick, Chris…mmmm, yeah…fuck, man,this feels so fuckin’ good…oh, yes, yes, lick that stick…I wantto cum in your mouth, cocksucker….oh, ohhhh, shit, you’re so muchbetter than that stupid bitch…yes, do it to me, ah, I want it sobad…” he was moaning to himself, pinching his own nipples as hethrusted his hips up. “OH FUCK, FUCK, YEAH…I’M GONNA CUM, CHRIS,OH YEAH, TAKE IT, TAKE IT!!!!!!!!!” Justin’s thrusts became more and more urgent, and his cries ofecstasy echoed in my ears as his already-gigantic sex organ grewmore and more swollen until it was at its biggest, hardest andsexiest. His throbbing manmeat was a fantastic turn on and Igently raked my teeth across his superhard shaft — not enough tohurt him, but enough to add a delicious sensation to what waslikely the best blow job he had ever gotten. Sure enough, Justinbegan cumming in my throat. I pulled back enough of his cock andjerked on his balls with my hand until I could taste some of hisdivine spermsauce as he filled my mouth with the boiling hotboyjuice that I craved so much. Wave after wave of thick, creamycumcream came spewing out of his throbbing fuckpole, so much thatI couldn’t swallow all of it; I was drowning in a sea of whitesticky molten manjuice and loving every minute of it. I loved thetaste of Justin’s fuckjuices, sweet and rich like fine cream, I letsome of it dribble down my chin, and rubbed it into my neck. Someof it leaked out around the corners of my mouth and went slidingdown Justin’s spit-slicked sexstick and matted Justin’s wiry blondcock hair. Just when I thought that I’d surely choke on the sheer volumeof Justin’s cum, the flow abruptly stopped. Justin’s body wentlimp and he lay gasping for air, his chest drenched with sweat,completely spent from his violent and passionate orgasm. Pullinghis rapidly softening prick from my mouth, I moved on top of himagain and we shared a sensuous open-mouthed tongue-kiss. I passedsome of Justin’s cum back to him, letting it drip slowly from mymouth into his. He savored the unique thrill of tasting his ownwell-heated juices, and let them slide down his throat as wetongued each other hotly. “Fuck….I never knew how amazing another guy could make mefeel!” Justin sighed as he stroked my chest. “So…it was, ah, good for you too, I take it?” “Chris?” “Yes?” “I think I’m in love…” “Yeah, right. And tomorrow we won’t say a word about whathappened tonight, we’ll never have sex again, you’ll meet a nicegirl, get married, invite me to the wedding and you’ll name yourfirst child after me.” “Even if it’s a girl?” “Especially if it’s a girl.” Justin laughed and planted a wet kiss on my neck, his handsroaming my still flushed body. “And what,” he said between wet swipes of his tongue, “if Iwake up tomorrow and think `Yeah, that was good. I could go forthis, too’?” “Then I’d say you probably swing both ways.” “Isn’t that good? Doesn’t that mean I double my chances?” “You know something?” I asked, “You’re a slut, Justin.” “Thanks, Chris. I love you.” We lay there for a while, enjoying each other’s bodies. Itseemed like a long time as we lay touching, exploring, feeling,stroking. I had dreamed about doing it with Justin for so long,and I had always thought it would be like this, yet now that I hadtasted his cum, there was none of the driving passionate urges Inormally had to fuck his ass raw or wrap my own lovehole around hissteely rod. Rather, there was the far more satisfying feeling ofcontentment: I felt content to leave Justin’s ass for another day,confident that I would in fact one day fuck Justin’s hot tightvirgin ass; content and confident in knowing that, chances were,he’d want to suck me off and drink my cum or maybe even fuck mewith his big prick. And sure enough, there came a time when we did fuck eachother, and suck each other. But right then, I was just happy thatI’d made him happy. I’d seduced a straight boy, and I was proud ofit!====
NookieStar presents: Staying with a Co-workerThis is a story involving man to man sexual contact. If you are under 18 orinsulted this type of material, leave now. I hope you like this. If youenjoyed the story — or, you know, the sex parts made you hard or somethingThanksIt had the potential to go well, but all the sudden things went bad. I wason my first business trip, down in Florida. I had just finished law schooland began work at a prestigious law firm I had been working at for the lastcouple years. While earning my degree, I had been doing all the shitty workyou have to do before one becomes a lawyer. I was beginning to get my firstcases, but it takes a while before you can get good solid work in the lawbusiness.Several members from my firm and I were down in Florida for a convention. Weplanned on being down there another week, as there were several moremeetings and events to attend, but hurricane warnings had forced an end toit. The state issued a warning and requested evacuation, especially fortourists. The firm decided there was no reason to remain, so we were alltold to head home.I was in the lob at the hotel we were all staying at. I was in a long lineattempting to checkout ASAP. I was gazing around at all the bustling peoplefrantically wondering what to do, while I myself was wondering what to do.Out of no where, my co-worker Troy casually walks up to me as if nothing wasgoing on. The man is a couple years older than me (I’m in my mid-twenties.)He was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen. He totally had the looks of somemovie-star/sex-symbol.He had a cockiness about him that I didn’t like though. He was all abouthard work and that luck was a lazy man’s virtue. He was very successful, andknew it. He gave no one else any credit for anything he does. He was one ofthose overly confident types. We didn’t match at all, he was known as apartier, drinking too much, and lots of sex.”Hey man. What’s up?” Troy asked.”I’m trying to get out of here as soon as possible.”"Oh, yeah. Don’t wanna get stuck in hurricane… what’s its name? Where areyou going to go? Do you know yet?”"I don’t know. I guess I’ll be stranded at the airport. There are no flightsback to New York though in the next couple days, so I don’t know what I’mgoing do.”"Yeah, that is too bad man,” Troy responded.”And I love how the firm isn’t going to pay for any of the cost to get backhome now that the schedule is all screwed up.”He just nodded his head. He didn’t care about money or spending, he had sodamn much of it.”You know there is a flight to North Carolina this evening. I own a house upthere; you can stay there for a couple days with me if you’d like. That’swhere I’m headed right now since there is none back to New York City.”"No Troy, but really that’s all right. Thanks.”"No, Dan. Come on. What are you gunna do anyway. Be stranded here or beforced to take a flight to some random city. It’ll be no trouble at alle on, you’ll only have to stand me for a day or two,” he said grinningand playfully punching my shoulder.I was surprised he offered. We never have been very close. But it would saveme a lot of trouble and money, and I was broke like you wouldn’t believe.Plus, I secretly wanted to be with this hunk as much as possible… he was sohot. I finally consented and he seemed pleased.I checked-out of the hotel and we found ourselves a taxi and headed for theairport. Both during the ride there and waiting at the airport, we didn’ttalk a whole bunch. He tried to make conversation, but it never added up tomuch.On the airplane we talked a little more. He eventually dozed off for alittle nap. I couldn’t help but stare at his handsome face. His light brownhair tousled from the day’s stress. I wondered what my stay would be like.When the plane ride ended, we took a taxi to his vacation home. We weredropped off at the curb in front of it. The thing was huge and in abeautiful location on the ocean. He had the key on his key chain and he ledme in.Revealed to me was a cozy, but grand home. It was a total rich boys haven -perfect for Troy.It was practically midnight. There was no food in the house so we ordered apizza. When it arrived we sat at the table together and ate. We began towarm up to each other some more. We were both still in the clothes we werewearing the entire day. So when he finished eating, he excused himself to goupstairs and change. I said I needed to use the bathroom and he directed methere.Once I was done in the rest room I walked into the living room, apparentlyTroy was done in his room because he was in there watching TV. He lookedcomfortable slouched on the couch in a tight white shirt and drawstringpajama pants. The thin material of his pants clung to his body and from whatI could make out; he was working with a nice-sized unit. The light from thetelevision was glimmering on his handsome face.I walked in still dressed in my dress pants, shirt, and tie. He turned hishead to acknowledge my presence.”Um, Troy. I’m thinking I better get ready for bed.” I said.”Yeah, sure man. You can just sleep in some room upstairs.” He started tostand up, got the controller ready to turn the TV off, then some commercialhaving to do with phone sex flashed on the screen.”Oh, what I wouldn’t do for a good fuck right now. I’m horny as hell.” Troysaid staring at the screen for a second longer before switching the TV off.”You are always thinking about sex.” I said a bit nasty.”Can you blame a man?” He said with a childish grin, exposing his beautifulteeth.”When you take it to an extreme.”He just headed for the stairs and began walking up them. I followed, feelinga little bad. I guess this is what some men talk about and I should beflattered this hotty would mention it to me. He didn’t seem embarrassed what I said and he is arrogant – so I didn’t feel too horrible.I continued up the large staircase. He had such a beautiful ass – a perfectsize and muscular.We turned up the stairs and revealed to me was a large hallway with manyrooms along its length.”You’ll probably wanna take a quick shower, aye?” He asked.”Yes… yeah I guess.”He sauntered down the hall a bit and led me into one of the spare bedrooms.I walked in to see an impressive room. A king-size bed and large, expensive,wooden furniture.”There is a bathroom right in there,” he said pointing to the bathroomattached to my sleeping quarters. “So, everything all right? I’ll come backin a little while and make sure everything is cool.”"OK. Everything seems fine.”"Great.” He said heading back for the hallway.”Um Troy.”"Yeah Danny.” He said looking at me.”Thanks for having me here. It was real nice of you.”"Oh, it’s no problem man. I’m glad I could help and that you could be here.”He said with a sincere smile, and then walked out the door.I shut the door behind him, then headed towards the bathroom. I stripped offall of my clothes, one piece at a time. My shirt, then socks, then pants,then underwear, my manhood flopping free into the cool air. I looked atmyself in the large mirror in the well-lit room. I was attractive, my facewas handsome and my body well defined. My penis was above average too. I hada dark brown hair. A little bit of hair on my stomach and chest.I thought that I could have so many men, so many beautiful men; but itdidn’t matter because I wasn’t into that risque lifestyle, and it seems likethe only way to get someone in a loving relationship is to be first involvedin that wild world.I turned my attention to getting in the shower and noticed that it was onlya tub with no wall unit. I decided I’d just take a short bath. I ran myselfsome warm water, and sunk my naked body from the cool air into the warmsteamy water.Immediately, my scrotum expanded from the heat of the liquid. I dunked myhead into the water, the hair on my head waved through the water. My soremuscles relaxed with the heat.I looked for a bar of soap and saw one on the side of the tub. I began towash myself. I would wash one part and relax for a while, then I’d washanother and relax again, and so on. After doing this for about 10 minutes, Iheard the door to my bedroom open. Troy walked in.”Shit,” I thought. I never shut the bathroom door because I figured thebedroom door was enough. He probably didn’t think anything of it, but I feltuncomfortable lying naked in a tub with someone else present. Then he headedtowards the bathroom and I peered through the doorway. I saw him headingtowards me. My heart stopped, he was wearing nothing but a pair of whitebriefs. As he came closer I made eye contact with him and he said, “I’m notsure if there are any towels in here for you when you’re done. Ya now, Inever really use this bathroom.”I could really just mumble a response as his tall, strong body entered theroom I was bathing in. The first thing I noticed was how much the materialof his underwear was supporting. He had a large penis, a really large penis.I could clearly see the long flaccid shaft resting upon his scrotumunderneath the fabric. He had no idea how hot this was getting me.I subtly shifted in the water to block my groin from his view as he camenear me. His chest was smooth with a little hair on it if you look close. Hewas muscular, but not too much. His stomach was rippled, a six pack. Likehis chest, his stomach was natural – obvious that he worked out, but notlike some steroid addicted body builder. His legs were long and had a lessthan average amount of hair on them. The hair was a light brown, like allthe hair on his body. There was a small and sporadic amount of hair on thearea of his legs between his knee and hip.All the features complimented his gorgeous face. I couldn’t get over howmuch the cotton of his underwear was protecting.”So did everything work all right for you?”"Ugh, yeah, the tub wasn’t a problem,” I said with a nervous laugh.”Cool,” Troy returned a little laugh.He went over to the small closet in the bathroom and opened it. He bent oversome to inspect the lower shelves. The tight underwear strained on hisbeautiful ass. “Yeah Dan, I’m gunna have to get you some towels. There ain’tany in here.”"Oh, all right. Whenever you get a second.” I subtly moved my legs to blockmy penis in the clear water.He came over to the edge of the tub. My heart pounded faster as this hunkcame in full view right next to me. He just casually put the tips of hisfingers in the tub and said, “Warm enough for ya?”"Ugh, ugh.”He playfully splashed some water at me and with a smile said, “Guess so.”Troy bent down and roughly rubbed his hand back and forth on my wet headlike a friend may do in a light-hearted situation, beads of water flew inall directions.”What are you going to be doing the rest of the night?” I asked him.He thought and then mischievously said, “Well I store a small collection ofmagazines and videos here. And since I ain’t here too often, it’s alwaysfresh and new whenever I take a peak.”I wondered what he was taking about, but I was quickly informed when hecontinued on, “So, I think I’m gunna go, ya know, take care of myself with alittle bit of stroking.” He then groped himself. Such a fucking turn-on.I didn’t know what to think, what he just did was so fucking hot. This guyis so horny, gosh can’t he control himself. “Ugh, whatever Troy. Have a nicetime.” I responded with some attitude.”All those meetings and shit they had us go to, I didn’t even have time toget laid. ‘Cept for a quick blowjob the first day we arrived. It was goodand all, but man, that was over a week ago.” He saidI wish people didn’t talk so much about sex, but this man was so beautiful.I was intrigued everything he had to say, especially his sex life. And ifI was honest with myself I knew I’d be masturbating in just a few minutesthinking of Troy jerking off just across the hall.He noticed the clothes I stripped off earlier in a heap on the floor. “I’mdoing a load of clothes tomorrow, I’ll toss these in.” He said bending overand scooping up my pants, shirt, underwear, and socks.”No, you don’t have to.” I said”No, no. Why wouldn’t I?” he responded. I just let it go, as it wasn’t a bigdeal.”Anyway, I’ll be back in a minute with your towels, buddy. You probablywanna get out of there. And what about your suitcase, you just left itdownstairs the front door right?”"Yeah.”"I’ll go grab that too then,” he said walking out.”Thanks,” I said as I watched his muscular back, firm butt, and strong legson the way out. My heart was racing, my face was flushed, and my cock beganto harden now that no one was there and I could be more inhibited.I didn’t know what to make of the situation. A thousand things were racingthrough my mind, but I didn’t have one clear thought. The hottest guy I’veever seen walks in, while I’m naked in a tub and he’s wearing onlyunderwear. His perfect body on display, and it was evident that there was alot hanging in his underwear.Was this normal for two men to do? Maybe. I don’t know. Maybe I was just tooshy when it comes to a little skin, and maybe Troy didn’t think anything ofit and had no idea I’d think anything of it. Or does Troy know I’m gay, andjust playing. Or was he trying to seduce me. Or maybe he’s being arrogant,he just knows how perfect his body and face are and likes to strut. But heseemed so nonchalant about it all. Then there was the comments about oralsex and masturbation, maybe that was normal for two men to talk about too, Iwas completely confused.I laid there with my newly formed erection and bathed a while longer. Aftersoaking for at least 10 more minutes, the water began to get cold and I wasthrough with my bath. I began to drain the water and stepped out.”Shit,” I thought. He never brought me anything to dry myself with. Iwondered if he did this on purpose, he’d probably think it was funny orsomething or he just didn’t give a damn.Naked, soaked, and cold I walked into my bedroom and began rifling throughthe dresser and closet… both completely empty. No clothes, no nothing. Ifigured Troy must be in his room either sleeping or doing something private,so I could just sneak down to the bathroom down the hall, grab a towel andcome back to my room.I opened the bedroom door just enough to stick my head out. I peered bothways cautiously to make sure he wasn’t anywhere to be seen – the coast wasclear. I took both my hands and grabbed my dick to protect it from view.I stepped out of the room and began to creep down the hall to the bathroom.Drops of water slowly rolled of my body onto the carpet. I sauntered a fewmore feet, when I heard someone coming up the stairs. I froze. Should I turnand run back to my room? It was too late. Troy turned from the staircaseonto the hallway; froze with a blank look on his face; and then busted outlaughing.There I was completely naked, my muscles glistening from the water. Mymanhood was protected from view, but dark strands of pubic hair made thereway out from under my hands. He was really laughing now, holding his tummyand laughing. I was frozen there with a dumb look on my face.”Do you normally walk around your house sopping wet and naked, or is it justsomething you do when you’re at someone else’s place.” He sputtered outthrough laughs. Now he was looking me up and down.What got me is that Troy was fully dressed. He wasn’t in his skimpy littlebriefs he wore earlier, instead he had on his pajama bottoms and T-shirt hewore earlier in the evening. So I retorted, “Do you only strip to yourunderwear when you’re making an appearance around me?”For a second I thought that may have been too harsh, but it didn’t evenphase him. “I went to my room to jerk-off, and when I was done I put myclothes back on and went down to the kitchen to fix me a snack.”I figured having a little war would only prolong the time I would stand herenaked. “Um, I need some towels all right.”"Yeah, I can see that. I was going to bring them to you now. No need for youto leave the bathroom” He still thought the entire thing was a big joke.”Come on with me, Dan.”He led me into his room instead of the bathroom. I trotted behind him, myhands still covering my penis. “There, go right on in there and get yourselfcleaned up.”He plopped himself on the edge of the bed and I headed towards the bathroomattached to his room. I felt a little self-conscious about him seeing my assas he looked on, but I knew it was nothing to be ashamed of.I walked in the bathroom and quickly found some towels. For whatever reasonI felt stupid closing the door, and began to dry myself with my back to him.”Nice ass,” he said.I just took that as a joke. I finished drying myself and wrapped the towelaround my waist. He was lying back on his bed and said, “Come on and sit onthe bed while I find you something for you to toss on for bed.”I sat on the edge of the bed as he went to his dresser and began to searchfor something for me to change into. He grabbed something out of a drawer heseemed happy with. He turned around and threw me a pair of shorts, “These’llwork.”I caught them, and he came and sat next to me on the bed. “Why don’t youever talk about sex? Or drunk? Or partying or anything. Don’t you do thattype uh stuff?” He asked me with curiosity.”Why are you such a fucking loose cannon,” I said, surprised at myself.”Just because I like some good sex doesn’t make me a bad person.”"No, but gosh, you just seem like you’re a womanizer, a drunkard, a partier.I’m just not into that stuff.”"You don’t know me, God. I’ve actually loved people, ya know. It isn’t onlyabout getting and getting drunk with friends. I want to settle down oneday.” He put his hand on my towel-clad thigh. “Um, are you a virgin?”"No,” I quickly responded. I was telling the truth. “It’s just I don’t careto flaunt myself.”"There are worse thing than being a little rambunctious.” He smiled thatwonderful grin while looking deep into my eyes, and began to rub his handback and forth on my thigh.The most beautiful man in the world, he’s so hot. He was gazing into myeyes, still rubbing, I completely lost myself. I stared back into his eyes,my breathing became irregular, and my shaft began to engorge looking at hisbeautiful face. He moved his eyes from my face and stared right at my cock.It was evident through the cloth that I was excited.He then, like a servant, sunk to his knees in front of me. I knew what wascoming and there was no turning back. My dick began to lift the towel off mybody. With my butt resting on the bed and my strong legs dangling off itwith my feet planted on the floor, he removed the towel from me unveiling myerection.”You have no idea how beautiful you look,” he said.I couldn’t respond and he knew I was nervous, “You’ll enjoy this, Ipromise.”This gorgeous hunk was on his knees before me ready to suck my cock. Justfrom the idea that he was down there my cock was at its full length, overseven inches. His strong hand grabbed my prong and stroked it a coupletimes. I shuddered in ecstasy, nothing could’ve felt better.He then gave gentle kisses to my shaft all the way up from the base to thehead. His lips were soft and moist. He began to attack me with licking.With one hand he lifted my erection so it was pointing straight upward. Heused his hot tongue to find the very bottom of my scrotum and begin to lickupwards to the tip of my penis, as if he was lapping dripping ice cream. Herepeated the motion again and again like he was starving for me.”AHH, Troy!”He looked up into my eyes and licked some more. My glistening shaft wascovered in his spit. The hottest guy in the world was offering his mouth andtongue to me, I knew I wouldn’t last long.He grabbed my dick, and stroked it a few times with his large strong hands.I was in heaven. Words couldn’t explain the pleasure I was feeling. He beganto flick his tongue on the top of my sensitive head.”You like?” He asked.At this point I couldn’t form words anymore, so I just tried to nod my headthe best I could.Then he took my aching cock in his mouth and began to lovingly roll histongue along the head. At the same time he sucked lightly on the firstcouple inches of my shaft, slowly gliding his lips up and down over the headand shaft of the penis.”Ugh, Ugh, OHH!”He then buried all of my wet prick into his mouth and throat. He quicklyovercame the “gag” reflex and I was buried inside of him. His nose was in myforest of pubic hair. One of his hands cradled my balls, while the otherrubbed my sculpted abs. His head gently glided up and down on me. He wasgiving long strokes, medium speed, and it was like he was trying to coaxgold out of my cock.This man was a cock sucking pro. I wasn’t going to last long.”I’m gun gun gunna.”I was nearing the moment when I would not be able to overcome the urge toshoot. Troy got into sucking me really intensely. My eyes were nearlywatering form the pleasure. My dick was buried into his throat; one hand wasdoing amazing things to my nuts, while his other was dancing around the baseof my cock.My hips began to tremble, I was giving out one loud continuous moan, I triedto warn him of my climax, but I didn’t even remember my own name.”UGH, AHH, fuck, I I I, yeah, Ahhh!”My cum gushed into his throat and he suck on me even more enthusiastically.His sucking was like he had been in the desert for days, dying of thirst,and my cock was a fresh spring gushing water. More and more of my seedvolleyed into his throat, and he swallowed it just as fast as I could shootit. It was an unbelievable orgasm.I was gasping for air, “Troy, that that felt so wonderful. Thank thank you…”My hands were placed on his shoulders for leverage and out of love – Iwanted to feel is strong body. He flopped my softening cock out of hismouth. My dick was covered in fluids, and he began to touch it with his lipsand smeared it on his face.He then let my penis collapse onto my stomach. I was still shuddering andbreathing heavily from the intensity of it all. He got up of his knees andstood up. In noticed his penis had grown into an erection the looks ofthe bulging in his plaid night pants.He bent over and gently scooped me to my feet. He gave my a big kiss on mylips and said, “You tasted wonderful, Dan.”Trying to compose myself I responded, “You brought so much pleasure, you’llnever know. You’re so beautiful, thank you so much Troy. You are so amazingand wonderful.”We laid together on his bed for a little while, he covered my naked bodywith a large blanket and we laid in each other’s arms. I loved every secondof it, but was surprised. I didn’t find it in Troy’s personality to hold aman after he serviced him.”Thanks for letting my do that to you, man,” he said.”I cannot believe how great it felt. I had no idea. It’s obviously me whoshould be praising you.”"I don’t mean to sound greedy, but I did it for myself too. It brought me alot of pleasure to be able to do that to you.”"I had no idea that…”"That I was gay,” he softly interrupted.”Yes, you are right?”He began to chuckle a tiny but, “No, I’m just a straight man who enjoyssucking off my guests.”I nudged him a little, “Quit being smart… you are joking, right?”"Danny, I’m 100% gay,” he said kissing my face.”Well, that’s good to know. You don’t act it though – it’s not that you’retotally butch or anything, but you’re not stereotypically effeminate either…not at all. And it doesn’t seem like it’s in your personality to hidesomething like that.”"Are you accusing me of being a phony,” he said with good nature.”No, I KNOW you are gay. That’s the only way you would be able to give mesuch good fellatio.”"OK, I’m glad you believe me,” he kissed me again. “Your gay then? I mean,not bisexual.”"Yeah, I’m gay. I’m not really comfortable with it. You know what I mean.”He pulled me a bit closer to him, “Don’t worry about it. I’m older than you,am pretty loud about what I do and who I am, and I still only tell people ifit is important or comes up.”"No one knows about me,” I responded.”That’s OK, everything takes time.”We laid in each other’s arms a while longer, just enjoying each other’scompany. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. Most people would die just tobe acquainted with someone so handsome, or be able to see him every once ina while. Here I was, lying in his bed. I was so blessed.I wanted to bring him pleasure, and feel him in my mouth. “Um, Troy?”"What is it, buddy?”"Can I do that to you?”"You mean can you give me a blowjob? What do you think?! Man, there is not athing I’d want more than that.”"Sorry, I didn’t offer it earlier,” I said with a childish grin as we bothnow sat up on the bed.”Oh ba, I don’t even expect you to. Only do it if you want to… but I’mgunna be really pissed if you leave me with a pair of blue balls,” he saidwith a laugh.”I really really want to fellate you.”"Enough with the technical terms, you want to blow my dick. Um, ugh, sorryfor being so crude, it’s just I’m not used to being with men you have somemorals.”"That’s fine Troy,” I rubbed his manhood through his pants and he groaned.”Have you ever done this before? If it’s OK to ask.”"I’ve received a couple times – nothing could compare to what you did to methough. But I’ve never given. I really really want to perform it on youthough. Where should we do it at?”"Wherever is fine. I could sit on the edge of the bed like you did. Or Icould just lie on the bed. Whatever you feel most comfortable with, you’rethe boss.”"Yeah, just lay on the bed.”He slouched himself back on the bed and I was ready to go to a new frontier.I never sucked off anyone before, and hoped I’d do a good job for him. Iknow he’d be understanding no matter what. To think I used to be sointimidated and irritated with him.I pulled of his shirt revealing his sculpted body. He was strong andmasculine, but lithe and flexible. I slowly pulled down his pants. Before menow was him in his underwear, *it* was big. I groped him some, and hegrunted a little.I then pulled his briefs down to reveal his flaccid penis. I haven’t seenmany upclose like this, but it was the biggest one I’ve seen. Now don’t getme wrong, it wasn’t some ridiculously large thing, he was just what you’dconsider quite well-hung, or quite a bit above-average. He was manageable,if one had the proper skills.The shaft was long and pretty thick too, laying over his large scrotum withtwo good-sized testicles. His pubic hair wasn’t too long. Not shaved tonothing, just the right length. The hair wasn’t out of control down there,Troy isn’t a very hairy person be nature. There were some strands on hisscrotum.Probably noticing that I was nervous Troy chimed in, “Just the idea that youare down there makes you the greatest and most skilled man in the world.”I looked back down at his beautiful cock again. I blindly stared at it. Itouched it, the flesh felt wonderful on my fingertips. A full-blown hard-onquickly formed. I stroked him up and down giving him a handjob. He was asolid 9 inches I’d say.”Thanks, buddy. That feels fantastic. Ahh.”I was full of lust at this point, I wanted only him and his cock. I lickedmy lips, grabbed his penis, and rubbed just the tip against my closed lips.He gave a little bounce, “Ooh, that’s sensitive. Put it in for me Dan.” Hewas gazing down at me full of excitement.Both my arms were resting on his thighs. I pushed his cock aside with myhead and began licking his taut stomach and around his navel. I rolled mytongue through the sparse hairs that grew on his tummy.”Ahhh, yeah ba.”Troy was really vocal and moaned a lot. I loved everything he said. The ideathat I brought him that pleasure was a real rush, and there was certainlypleasure in it for me too.I took his manhood into my mouth. I was really into it at this point. Iwasn’t nervous anymore, all I knew was that I was drunk off his cock andneeded it badly.”Fuck, dude. Yeah.”I bobbed up and down on him and crammed as much of his cock into my mouth aspossible. I got about three or four inches into my mouth, but wasn’t capableof deepthroating. I tried, but it didn’t work.”It’s OK buddy, what your doing is great.”Troy was rubbing the back of my neck with each of his hands, while Iconsumed and sucked on as much of his fat cock as possible.With my mouth sucking away, I rolled one of my hands through Troy’s greatset of abs. I started at the base of his penis and moved my hand up to thebottom of his chest. I repeated the motion during the whole blowjob.”You’re so hot. So fucking hot.” Troy cooed.I dropped him out of my mouth for a moment, “Thanks Troy, so are you. I hopeyou are enjoying this just as much as I am.”"You have no idea.”I lapped his balls, and he said, “O Yeah suck my balls for me ba.” Iwanted to do something to him that I read about, “teabagging.” I guess itreally is just sucking on his nuts. I love the sensation it gives me.I dropped my head below his scrotum with my lips pointed upward towards it.I allowed him to lower his big sac onto my mouth. I sucked on one testicle,then the other, both very gently. He was practically shrieking in pleasurethe whole time. I was able to look into his eyes the whole time, he lovedwhat I was doing to his balls.”Be careful with my boys down there… very sensitive! Ha, yeah man.”I was ready for his cum. I took his head and first few inches into my mouthand sucked hard. I twirled my tongue while bobbing. I used one hand tostroke the base of his shaft. I began circling my tongue at the base ofhis pole and worked my way up. Using soft, slow strokes, he groaned. As Igot to the tip, I reversed directions and used my lips to follow my handback down his prong. I got into an up-down movement where my lips and handswere moving together in accordance.Troy was really out of it now he was moaning and groaning, saying fuck anddamn. I moved one hand over his belly, and the other around his inner thighsand scrotum. I sucked for the life of me and new he was about to shoot hisseed.The head of his penis swelled up, precum was steadily flowing, his entirecock was throbbing, and his body was shaking. “AHHH, FUCK, AHHH, YEAH, SUCKHARDER. JU JUST LIKE THAT DANNY. I’M GUNNA SHOOT. I’M, I’MCUUUMMING!”With that a powerful load of semen hit the back of my throat and I swallowedit fast. Then, two more came. It covered my tongue. It was the first time Itasted semen, it was strong, but coming form this god and in this verysexual situation… I loved every drop of it. I gulped that down as more andmore shot.”Swallow me. That feels so good! Arg… OHH. Fuck.”It began to ooze out the sides of my mouth as I desperately tried to take itall down. Finally his orgasm ended, His chest was heaving up and down andhis face was still glazed over in pleasure. I dropped his dick out of mymouth. He quickly pulled my into his arms and pressed my head against hischest.”Danny, that was so fucking amazing. I hope you enjoyed it,” he said as Ilicked the remainder of his cum form my lips.”Yes, I loved it. I hope I did all right.”"It felt wonderful, ba.”He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over the both of us. I fell asleep withmy head on his strong chest listening to the thumping of his heart. He hadhis arms wrapped around my, and I felt so protected and safe. I wasemotionally completed just from being wrapped in his arms. The oral sex Igave and received also seemed to fill a gap, both physically and mentally. Itruly loved the sexual contact with him. I fell asleep wondering if I was inlove with this man. Was it just a simple fling, or was there something morebetween us. I fell into slumber happier than I had ever been.To be continued.All feedback appreciated. Thanks.
NookieStar presents: Smoking Leads to FuckingThis story is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to any person, place, orwritten works are purely coincidental. It may contain consensual sexbetween young men. Do not read if you find that objectionable or if it isillegal for you to view this content for whatever the reason.Taylor was like no one I have ever seen. He was gorgeous from his blondishbrown hair to his blue eyes that seemed to melt me with one glance. He wasspecial like no other man had been before. His was 18 years old 5’10 andathletically built with an ass that made my cock twitch when he walked. I am 19 years old 5’8 with brown hair and brown eyes. I am athletic andhave a body that I have worked very hard for it to look this good. Anywaysmy name is Corbin.Taylor and I work together and became friends instantly. We have workedtogether for two years and my cock never grows harder than when I am aroundTaylor. Well Taylor is a smoker which I would say is his only flaw in myeyes but I have to admit he looks hot doing it.Well Taylor came to work one day and had left his cigarettes at home andsince it was the end of the month times were tough on almost everyone’swallet. But seeing that we are good friends he walks into my office andasks if he can have a cigarette? I look at him and ask him to close thedoor. He does and then explains why he doesn’t have cigarettes, well I tellhim that I do not smoke but do have some smokes that someone left layingaround the other night but I don’t know if you need them. He said come onman I will do anything I have needs that need to be met. I said really sodo I so if you want them you must do what I say.He said “sure, fine, cool, whatever!” So I stood up and closed the blindsto my office and locked the office door and he looked at me and said whatare you doing? I told you Taylor I have needs that need to be met as welland you are just the man for the job. Ok Corbin what do you want, was hisreply. Well first I want you to strip to your underwear!! He was in shockand said Hell No, then no smokes for you today.With that said he slowly unbuttoned his black shirt and slid if off andundid his jeans and slid them down to his ankles then all the way off. Nexthe removed his shoes and socks to leave his standing in his wife beater andhis white bikini briefs. The sight of him made a noticeable tent in mypants that I think he noticed. He looked at my crotch and then my face andwalked over and took off my shirt and then slowly undid my pants till theyfell to the floor leaving my in only my black wife beater and my pinkthong. He stood up and kissed me and I was in heaven. His lips were liketwo clouds that were moist yet fluffy. We kissed for what seemed likedhours and turned out to be minutes but in that time we explored eachother’s bodies. He finally broke the kiss and I looked at him and he lookedat me and I swear there were fireworks. He grabbed my waist and sat me onmy desk and slowly pulled down my thong to reveal my 8in cock fully hardand leaking with precum and with one swoop he engulfed my entire cock. Hewas sliding up and down and massaging my balls with his hands and then Iwas getting close and I told him to stop I was getting close but I did notwant this to end just yet and he stopped and lifted my legs and placed themon his shoulders and I sat up and kissed him and said you have no idea howlong I have wanted this… wanted you, wanted you inside me. He kissed meback and said oh hell you have made working here awfully hard struttingaround here in your tight pants and skin tight shirts. I want you more thanI have ever wanted anything in my life. With that he aimed his cock at myhole and rammed me hard. We fucked slowly at first and then it turned intopure love making. We made love for about an hour just kissing and fucking,it was truly magical and then he starts to fuck me faster and faster andfaster and then with no warning floods my ass with seven or eight bucketsof cum. Once he is spent he stays in my till he was flaccid. When he pullsout he walks behind my desks opens the top drawer and grabs the cigarettesand a butt plug.He places the butt plug in my ass before cum started to run out and said”this is so you will have me with you all day.” And then he lights up asmoke and sits there outlining my muscles with his finger while he finisheshe cigarette and he looks into my eyes and say “you wanna make this flingof ours something more?” I sit up and kiss him long and hard then look athim and say I would spend my life with you Taylor Lones. We get dressed andget back to work but Taylor never left my office for the day.That day in my office was magical! The man of my dreams promised to bemine, that night we talked about moving in together. He said that if wemove in together that he would like to try a few things…….Thanks for reading my story. I hope you liked it. All comments are welcome