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On another occasion, I recall overhearing dad ask Sammy, “How the fuck did I end up with a wuss like Joey?” Naturally, we did not have a warm and loving father and son relationship. With a horny look in his eyes, he said, “Turn over boy, I’ve been dreaming about your hole all day long.” After pushing my legs apart, he opened my cheeks with his hands and began rimming me. “Nnnh, nnnh, aaaaah, this butt of yours is fucking awesome. Nnnh, aaah.” Sep groaned on and on as our combined pleasure just kept scaling greater heights. I wasn’t sure how long Sep would be living with us but hoped with all my heart that he wouldn’t be moving out for a very long time.
The German man hit the nail on the head, and when I entered the hammam he suggested in an old part of the city, it was just perfect. As he took up station at my head I felt his hands begin to work on my neck and upper back. When his mouth moved forward and latched onto my lips, his arms wound around my body like a ravenous octopus. Once Yavuz was done we got off the table, and as I looked at the clock I saw there were two minutes left. Unperturbed, Fat Knob entered and began fucking like madman. Fortunately, the cubicle had extra towels, and as I began drying my head I observed Fat Knob leaving without uttering a word. Kadir fortunately, did not have an uncomfortable cock-head like Fat Knob.
The night we met at the bar, Glen occasionally referred to ‘The Clan.’ I just believed they were fellow bikers who enjoyed riding together. During the weekend he told me a great deal about, ‘The Clan.’ They were a group of eight guys, now seven after his former lover had left, who partied together. When we spent the night together again, twelve days later, he told me that The Clan were dying to meet me, and had invited me to their Saturday gathering the following evening. After general introductions, Spanner immediately zoned in on me, and no sooner had he placed his arm around me before I was being pulled down onto a mattress. After Spanner had unloaded, Lyle pounced onto Spanner’s knob, and Vath began munching my butt.
Before Brian could respond and as if to disprove the point about Brian’s suggestion of money, Jarrett asked, “May I buy you another drink?” Ten minutes later they left the bar and began to make their way to Brian’s apartment. As Jarrett commenced with his work, Brian could feel a heavy long snake slithering over his butt cheeks and lower back. “Take it, baby, take it all,” Jarrett began to intone, as he unremittingly excavated Brian’s manhole. As if reading Brian’s mind, Jarrett began to tug his snake vigorously in order to quench Brian’s thirst. As far as Brian was concerned, given his new lucky number, he no longer had to suffer from horny frustration disorder or spend his evenings sitting at the bar, bored out of his mind.
Before I left, I gave them a naughty smile and said, “Why don’t you guys use the bigger bed in my room, you’ll be a lot more comfortable.” With a glint in his eye Alf said, “That bed of yours is so fucking big, that I’m sure three people could comfortably sleep on it.” The following Saturday, as I was about to head off to the bar Alf asked, “Why are you going out, looking for something that you already have at home?” After a brief silence he continued, “Are we told old for you?” Before we got too close Alf said, “Get back here daddy, it’s time for you to fuck your boy.” As Duncan scurried to the back of me, Alf took control of my head.
Once we had settled down in the lounge after dinner, he said, “I would seriously like to help, but there’s no pressure and you can give it some thought.” After allowing his words to sink in he continued, “You know these people at rehab are really very good. The following day, as my mother lay passed out in her room, I went next door and told Jonas that I was in full agreement, and that he should proceed with his plan. Dinner was a silent affair that night and later when I got into bed, Jonas entered my room wearing a pair of shorts and sat on the end of my bed.
One of the aspects of my job I particularly liked, was that being one of those people that hate getting up early, my shift was from eleven a.m. till eight p.m. I took the train to and from work daily, and lived twenty stations away from the office where I was employed. One evening, after stopping at the third station on my way home a good looking guy moved through the carriage approaching my direction, and sat opposite me. When he removed his tracksuit top I got a good look at Boris’ muscular arms. After our first evening together Boris’ absentmindedness escalated alarmingly, and he frequently began missing his exit station when we travelled home at night.
Russ then offered to stop by my house later and collect the tyre, so that it would be fixed for me early the following morning when I passed by to work. I was again was able to avoid Russ the following morning, after he left for work very early. Garth left after breakfast the following morning and by one-thirty Russ returned from work. With a glint in his eyes, Russ then asked if I had a good time the previous evening. Encouraging Russ to lift his legs further, my lips began moving south towards his pucker. After our session, Russ lifted us up and pushing my body backward placed two cushions behind me on the opposite armrest. Russ really took his time and our fucking continued for another thirty minutes.
Ruth was married to a farmer named Waldo, and their twin sons Hans and Dirk were nineteen years of age. The following morning during our shower, I felt Hans insert his finger into my backside as we paired off to wash each other’s backs. With their arms totally enfolding me Hans continued fucking my butt while Dirk passionately kissed me. As Hans started cumming I could feel Dirk’s arms manically pulling his bothers backside towards my arse. Waldo was gentle at first, but soon gripped my head in a vice like hold and began face-fucking me. Waldo liked it rough, and my face and arse got regularly slapped by his huge hands.
With Wallace’s wife continually flitting between their four homes, he seldom had to endure her company for too long, and her frequent absence was a great relief to him. With his wife away, as usual, Wallace attended a dinner party at an old buddy’s home one Saturday evening. Raymond, Ray’s son, who was in his final year at college, was also in attendance with a friend of his named Riley. Nothing more was said, and when all the dinner guests began to disperse Riley found himself seated next to Wallace in his vehicle. As they pulled into the property Wallace said, “Text your aunt and tell her you won’t be home tonight.” By the time they had entered the garage Riley had completed that mission.
Arriving at the two lounges Garrick turned facing away from me and removed his towel, before placing it over the sunbed. With one eyebrow lifted he observed me with a bemused smile before asking, “Do you mind if I take this fucking thing off? Swaying his body from side to side he said, “Fuck, bro, this is fucking awesome.” Because of the ripples on the water I couldn’t properly see his dick, but I surmised that it was hard because of the way it fought against the jet. Afterwards, he looked at me with a naughty smile and said, “Don’t think you are off the hook Terry, I’m still going to fuck your butt today.
My audition was arranged for the following morning at ten a.m. I continued checking out the rest of the town that afternoon, and really liked the place. That evening, I again perused the local newspaper, encircling the other job prospects that I would look into the following day, after my audition. From their interaction, I gleaned that his name was Ned. Minutes later, Ned was taken into the adjoining office, which I presumed belonged to Selwyn. Ned and I would be fully clothed as we sat on the sofa, before being introduced by Selwyn. Ned bashed my arse incessantly to the delight of all in attendance, presumably hoping to secure future call-backs. The following day at ten a.m., Ned phoned and asked me to join him at the diner.
Mateo then shook his dick a few times before once again pressing moisture out of the front of his foreskin, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Mateo then pulled his foreskin back and rubbed his fingers over his cock-head. Once this ritual ceased Mateo lifted his fingers to his nose for a good sniff. Finally extracting his hand from my grasp, Mateo began to strip. As I lay on the sunbed he reversed his body position, pulled his hairy cheeks apart, and shortly I was licking his sweaty pucker. After he had secured his dick at my entrance he placed his hands on my shoulders, and pulled my body onto his thrusting cock.
In one of his usual thoughtless moments, Bryce looked at Vincent, and said, “Fuck, bro, you’re small.” Vincent then smiled as he looked at the stunned faces before him, and then pointing at his dick, he said, “Close your mouths boys, it’s not a holy relic.” Looking down at Bryce’s very average cut cock, Vincent said, “Fuck, bro, you’re small.” Uproarious laughter followed as Bryce stood there blushing, having been taught a valuable lesson. Looking into Bryce’s uneasy eyes, Vincent finally decided to communicate what he had been holding back asking Bryce, up until then. Bryce just sat on the opposite bed totally gobsmacked, looking like a criminal who had been publically exposed for a crime in the communal centre of an eighteenth-century town.
Uncle Pete then shyly repeated, “I don’t want to sit too close to you, because whenever I’m near you, I always feel like touching you.” I was totally gobsmacked! The admission that then followed blew me away even further; Uncle Pete then told that many decades before, in the early nineteen-seventies, he had worked for a boss who demanded sex from him. Leaning forward, with both his hands on the arms of my chair, Pete’s mouth closed in on lips. “Now, I want you to fuck me, just like my boss did once I had cum in his mouth.” Pete entreated.
Fortunately Jarne, a Belgian man, and Helmut’s second in command, was far more pleasant. Jarne had an apartment less than a mile from the hotel, and always walked to work. Jarne looked at me with pleading eyes and said, “Please don’t go…Please stay.” I really wanted to get going, and as much as I liked Jarne he wasn’t really appealing to me. Slipping his hands down, Jarne pulled me into him. Moving in close to me his hands began caressing my head. After my lesson in cock sucking, he said, “I want you on your stomach,” continuing, “That way you will feel the full benefit of my hook,” which I assumed would come from the studded kink at the front of his knob.
As Roland took hold of Rusty’s knob he watched in awe as the cock began expanding in girth. Roland then commenced pushing a second finger into Rusty’s hole and in anticipation of a possible overreaction, really began smacking Rusty’s backside very hard. Next, Roland gripped hold of the skin above Rusty’s arse and as his fingers compressed the flesh, he commenced pulling Rusty onto his cock manically. After slowly removing his dick, he said, “Don’t move, Rusty, just stay exactly as you are.” Roland now walked to the cupboard and selected a nice sized butt plug. Rusty’s more powerful hands also clamped Roland’s backside far harder, and Roland knew that he would be sporting the bruises of their encounter for a few days.
Then, the following day she would moan and groan like a stuffed pig, accusing me of causing her pain,” he replied, before concluding, “I was sure that most of her antics were simply in the mind and if I read the doctor correctly, he thought so too.” When we began consuming our fifth beer, Tristan stunned me by asking, “Do you like giving or receiving in bed?” When he unleashed his spunk two minutes later, he cried out, “Sorry, bro… I’m just so fucking sex starved.” As he continued to lie on top of me, my vanquished manhole began to adapt to its subjugation. “Fuck me again, Tristan, fuck me as hard as you like,” I intoned.
After gripping hold of my head, he pushed his cock into my mouth and started skull-fucking me. Soon, the guy doing the fucking removed his dick from the small Mexican’s arse and scuttled up his body to unload all over the small guy’s head. Mario then stood up and gave me a ‘what the fuck are we waiting for’ look, before heading for the door. Mario now pushed his three hairy middle fingers of his left hand into my mouth, and with his right hand tightly gripped hold of my hair. Letting go of my hair, his right hand moved over and gave my face a hard slap.
Hank was a retired homicide detective and for a guy in his sixties, he was as sexy as hell. On one visit, the summer Olympics were being held around this time and having watched the ladies gymnastics the previous day, Hank gave me a blow by blow account of what he wanted to do to these pretty young women. Tapping a little pouch that Hank always had clipped to the top of his shorts he said, “Any more lip from you, and I cuff you, boy.” Fuck knows where it will lead.” Then, with a naughty look on his face he concluded, “B’sides, for an old guy, I’m not too shit in bed.” We both had a good laugh after his speech.
When Naomi’s dad won a weekend away for being the employee of the month, Uncle Roger kindly offered to look after Naomi during their absence, because leaving a young girl on her own was simply not the ‘done’ thing. Alfred was ready for her as Michael began to lower her body onto his moist cock. As Michael moved in behind her, Alfred’s hands pulled her torso toward him, before clamping her in a vice-like grip. Once Michael had properly lodged his dick-head, he gripped hold of her hips and began to feed Naomi’s backside, its dark offering. As Michael began to dress he looked at Naomi slumped against Alfred. As Alfred felt himself approaching the point of no return, he lifted off Naomi and scooted up her body.
Looking up at me afterwards Spider said, “Fuck boy, even yer cum tastes like honey.” Getting up off the bed he embraced and began to kiss me. As I got going Torque moved up behind me and entered my arse. Spider gripped hold of his knob, and began spraying jets of piss all over me and BG’s body. Torque instantly replaced me in BG’s backside, and as I moved forward, Spider invited me to replace him on BG’s face. When Spider replaced Torque I lowered my body, and began face-fucking BG. BG was insistent that I should sleep in his bed that night, and that Spider could join Torque in the other room.
After a month at the company, Gerald stomped into my office and gave me hell about an order that had not yet been delivered. Gerald followed me to the service side of the bar and asked for a Coke, as I continued with my chores. “Okay, okay,” I said, “I’ll pour one for you.” Gerald slowly loosened his grip, but before he let go he gave my jewels a final jiggle. Bemoaning this fact at work the following week, Gerald said that he would visit me on Saturday morning and fix all the problems. “Well I’m sorry, Chummy, but I need to punish you.” After turning my body Gerald pulled my shorts down, before pushing me down on the kitchen counter.
Upon finishing his national service at the end of that year, Darian and Taryn spent six weeks of their summer vacation with her dad’s family in Italy. Thirty-nine years after my friendship with Taryn began I got a shocking email, telling me that Darian had cancer, and was undergoing treatment. A month or so later, Taryn informed me that Darian would be visiting his family in South Africa, and had asked for my email address. One Monday, after returning to our coastal home after a week away with James, I got a surprise email from Darian, asking if he could spend Thursday to Saturday of that week with me.
I saw ‘Geil Slave’ nod his head before the good looking man stepped back and began slapping his bubble-butt with meaning. As ‘Geil Slave’ yelped, it was as if a fuck-switch had been turned on, because the four men to my right, and the two guys on the opposite side of the room, all got stuck into one another. After ten mighty slaps, the good looking man again moved behind ‘Geil Slave’ and whispered in his ear, before the two of them departed. Shortly my right leg was lifted and his long uncut cock slithered its way into my freshly fucked hole.
Flapping his cock about I am going to throw caution to the wind, and kneel at the hole offering my mouth. ‘Big guy’ has a really big cock with a huge mushroom-head. He is pulling ‘youngster’s’ head off his dick and suggesting we move through to the last toilet stall. ‘Big guy’ is fucking like crazy and ‘youngster’ is yelping into my mouth. It’s fucking hard trying to anchor ‘youngsters’ head because ‘big guy’ is feverishly spiking him. Fuck Yeah, my arse is making sloshing sounds churning ‘big guys’ sloppy seconds. “Oooh, take it all the way, ooh… oh pen you’re fucking throat, oooh… yes… That’s the way cock sucker.” My head is being pulverized.
Turning my head, I saw Blake face down with two cushions under his stomach, and Aaron thrusting into his backside. Aaron was on his knees behind Blake, having secured both Blake’s wrists in his left hand. With Aaron’s arms extended under my arms and around both our bodies, Aaron began tweaking Blake’s nipples. As Blake yelped lustfully, Aaron began slapping his quarry’s face repeatedly. With Aaron seated and having his dick orally serviced, I moved behind Blake and entered his sloppy hole. Retracting his tongue he mouthed, “Let’s double fuck him.” After winking back at him we moved to the toilet where I sat down with Blake on my lap facing me.
As I busied myself with the coffee, Kurt moved close to me, and soon had his hand on my shoulder. From the amount of body hair covering him, I felt like I was being ravaged by a huge chimp. For the next few minutes, Kurt energetically jabbed my body with his cock. Scooting up my body Kurt grabbed hold of my head, and ground his sweaty crotch all over my face, while roaring obscenities. As I licked I felt Kurt pull my body on top of him, before swallowing my balls into his hot mouth. With his cock now fully erect after my cleaning, he pushed me off himself, and turning my body placed me on my stomach in the middle of the bed.
They loved the way he always stood between them at launches, with his arms around their backs and convulsed with pleasure as Gunnar’s fingers massaged their shoulders while pointing out the various advanced features of the vehicles. Gunnar then invited Eric to kneel behind him, after which Gunnar’s hands opened his butt cheeks for Eric’s mouth. With Gunnar’s hand continuing to hold Eric’s torso down, he offered his dick to Dries for a cleaning. As Dries began fucking Eric, Gunnar moved up behind him and after folding his arms around Dries’ body began tweaking his nipples. Dries wanted to experience what his lover had enjoyed and holding still in Eric, opened his own butt cheeks as an invitation to Gunnar.
Sep took up station behind Stocky, and began rimming him as Stocky’s thrusting got underway. From there on Dreyfus, you simply do your thing… anything you want.” As an afterthought Sep added, “Dreyfus… it would be great if you toy with your dong for a short while… with lust in your eyes, before getting on the bed.” Sep was panting with lust as he moved around filming the scene, like a cameraman on an action set. I moved the chair in front of Tubby and sat down, so he could suck me while Sep fucked him. Sep loved videoing me being plugged, and unplugged by Tubby’s knob, and got very excited watching Tubby’s huge body humping me.
From the hair on Joshua’s immense hands, Ridley was also in no doubt that Joshua was extremely hairy. Putting his pipe aside, Joshua then placed his huge arm on the back of the sofa and motioned Ridley to move towards him. When Ridley placed his head on Joshua’s large chest, Joshua began stroking Ridley’s head. With his legs clamped on either side of Joshua’s large body, Ridley began to skull-fuck Joshua’s mouth with uninhibited horniness. Then, as their mouths parted Ridley felt his body lifting and being place over Joshua’s shoulder. After lowering Ridley’s body, Joshua pulled the heavy comforter open and instructed Ridley to get into bed. After a short time Joshua lifted his head and stated, “I want to fuck you baby, just let me get some lube.”
There was a brief look of confusion on Calvin’s face before he smiled and answered, “Fuck, yeah.” Then after a brief pause, he continued, “Would you like to whiff how good it smells?” delivering his retort with a shit-faced grin. When Calvin finally let go of Donnie’s head, there was a look of horny confusion on Calvin’s face. After dropping the face cloth and blushing like crazy, Donnie passed by Calvin and left the room with the sound of Calvin’s mocking laughter behind him. As Calvin’s excitement escalated he leaned forward, anchoring himself on the headboard with his left hand and aiming his dick-head at Donnie’s open mouth. When Calvin finally began to reach fever pitch, he tugged on Donnie’s knob simultaneous, encouraging his stepbrother’s release.
When Hubert, however, rolled a joint, I really began to think that this weekend was going to be a lot of fun. With his arm around my shoulder he said, “I’ve been looking forward to this weekend, Marty, and I’m really happy to have you here with me.” There was genuine warmth that I had never before experienced from him and I was totally intrigued by his demeanour. Then, Hubert upped his intensity and began to whip my balls harder and harder with his cock. As Hubert bent forward and pushed his dick into my mouth, it soon became clear that oral sex was simply not going to work very well.
Upon patting the dog, Harry asked me if I had had a good time in the bookstore. Before coming Harry pulled his cock out of me, and moved to my mouth before unloading. Harry said he was pleased about this in a way, because Willie had breath that could raise the living dead. A few minutes later Willie came down my throat, as I shot my load into his mouth. After Willie came in me, Harry took over, and fucked me for the next twenty minutes. On Saturday, Harry and Willie again visited and we followed the same ritual as before. Willie and I had a wonderful time that evening, and he only left late the following afternoon.
Morgan had just eaten a takeaway, and asked if he could pop in for a visit with a few beers. Following a pause in our conversation a while later, Morgan sheepishly said, “I’m sorry.” Picking up on my quizzical expression he continued, “That I was such a shit to you in high school.” Two days later, on Saturday, Morgan arrived at seven with a dozen beers in hand. We listened to one of his favourite tracks with the lyrics; ‘It’s a quarter after one, I’m a little drunk, and I need you now.’ As the song ended he pushed the repeat button, before asking me to dance with him. Later Morgan asked if I minded him having a joint. Leaning over me while balancing on his left arm, his right hand began guiding his cock into my arse.
“Thank you sir, I mean Mac.I really appreciate what you are doing for me,” I said, as I began vigorously washing myself. “You can stay with me and after we get yer strength up in a day or two, do some hard work on the farm,” Mac proclaimed. As I helped disposing of the water in the tub, Mac said, “Toilets out back boy.” After assisting Mac hanging my washing he said, “Only got one room and one bed in the house, so yer will be bunking with me boy.” As I opened the door a dishevelled good looking young man asked me, “Please sir, don’t you have work for me?” Smiling, I moved my body to the side, before inviting him in.
After two more beers Jeremy wasn’t feeling too great, and at a quarter to twelve decided to head home after ordering a cab. Looking up at Tyrus who was well over six feet tall, Jeremy almost felt dizzy given the height of the cab driver. As Tyrus began moving to and fro, Jeremy spat the last residue of bile from his mouth. Once Jeremy had wiped his face and mouth, he felt his body lifting. Impaled on Tyrus’ knob Jeremy was then transported through to the bedroom, hanging off the front of Tyrus like a ragdoll. Tyrus’ dick was way beyond Jeremy’s fantasies, and Jeremy felt as though he had died and gone to ‘cock heaven.’
Peter was a very good-looking young guy and Billy and Chuck immediately gave one another consenting stares of approval once he had introduced himself. As the three of them sat silently observing one another, Billy pulled Chuck’s head toward him and commenced kissing Chuck. As Peter knelt before them, he instantly took Bill’s cock into his mouth as his right hand moved over to tug on Chuck’s dick. As Peter’s left hand now took hold of Chuck’s cock, Peter felt Bill’s hand on the back of his head. As Bill lay back and secured Peter’s head sturdily in his hands, Chuck arose and told Peter to stand up off his knees. After Peter’s backside had finally been seeded by both guys, Peter got dressed and made his way back to his quarters.
“Well… you’re straight, and I didn’t want to fuck up our friendship,” I replied. “I’m really uncomfortable with this… you’re a hunky guy… but… why are you fucking with my head, Barry?” I asked bewildered. Lifting his head later Barry asked, “Why did you make me wait so long, Georgie?” Barry later moved his body downwards, removing my shorts and underpants. After he had drained me dry, Barry again moved his lips downwards, and commenced fingering and lubricating my hole, as his mouth trickled spunk onto his fingers. Barry would lift his body from time to time, escalating his infiltration, then slow down again, before slumping onto me and caressing my head with his hot mouth.
Shortly, Jed turned to look at Gareth and as he did so he extended his left arm and placed his hand behind Gareth’s neck. As Gareth felt his head being pulled downwards Jed said, “There won’t be any extra charge for this.” The musky smell of Jed’s crotch was incredible and Gareth couldn’t believe how good the thick shaft felt in his hand, as really began to polish Jed’s cock-head. With a look of relief, Jed replied, “I won’t charge you for your stay.” Then, with a naughty look on his face he concluded, “But of course, you’ll have to pay for the motor oil you use.” As the guys giggled, Gareth was pulled onto his stomach.
“Jesus, his fucking mouth smells like an ashtray.” Then after lifting his body up he looked at Josh and said, “Smell that mouth and tell me I’m not kidding.” Marc now took control of my mouth and another era of pleasure followed as the guys continued their kissing and ashtray cleaning. After lifting his hand to his nostrils and with an impish grin he said, “Fuck, Josh, you would’ve thought that after our swim the ashtray smell would have washed off our knobs.” After handling his own cock Josh also raised his hand to his nose, “Fuck, you’re right, bro; my dick still smells like an ashtray.”
I began working there the following day but did not meet my boss, Harold Corbin, till one week later. When our heads moved apart he stared in to my eyes and said, “I want you.” Before I could answer he again secured my mouth in an oral embrace. When his huge lips suctioned onto my ear Harold pushed a massive thumb into my mouth, securing my head between his to hands. When Harold finally got off me I was instructed to change my body position, and lay on my back with my head on the pillows. As he grew more comfortable in this position Harold began pushing one, then the other ball, in and out of my mouth.
Imagine my surprise at discovering that the hunky guy from the previous evening, named Gareth, was my soon to be brother-in-law’s best man. As we sat at the same table I had occupied the previous night, I was intrigued by our earlier interactions and decided to ask Gareth about his personal life. “Why don’t you go take a look,” I suggested, before concluding, “Things only start pumping up there in an hour from now, so I doubt if you’ll even see anyone.” After a short deliberation, Gareth gingerly made his way up the stairs. Within thirty seconds after Gareth’s arrival, Hunky again sat across from us looking like the fucking cat that got the cream.
There was quite a hum in the truck and the t-shirt Guthrie was wearing looked like it needed a good wash. Shortly, we arrived at the truck stop and decided to stretch our legs with a walk to the convenience store/diner for a cold drink. Facing me, with his head propped up on his arm he asked, “Are we going to do this the easy or hard way?” Observing my puzzled expression Guthrie continued, “Dinner was great, but I only consider that a deposit... When Guthrie finally lifted onto his arms, his exaggerated thrusting took me over the edge, and with my body shuddering I began to unload on his sheet.
Once the entire foreskin had creased behind the ridge of Zeke’ cock-head, he moved forward again and placed the head of his knob on Phillip’s tongue. With both his hands now securing Phillip’s head, Zeke pushed his dick ever forward as saliva began to build. As he slowly withdrew his knob from Phillip’s mouth he said, “I hope your other hole is more accommodating.” Zeke then pulled his shorts and underpants up over his crotch, before bending over and securing Phillip’s right wrist in his left hand. After a short while, when their breathing began to return to normal, Zeke scooped up all the jizz off Phillip’s body before serving Phillip the fruits of their combined labours.
Two weeks later, Gus, my new delivery guy arrived at the gallery. With Gus having arrived at around twelve p.m., I was just about to eat lunch. As we began eating, he looked at the photograph of me and Pierre (my former lover) on my desk, and asked if this was a picture of my dad and me. Two weeks later as we stood in the kitchen, Gus told me that he had never had sex with a man. Within seconds I felt my head clamped in his strong hands, as Gus began plunder my throat. As we moved into the kitchen, Gus closed the door. With a look of bewilderment Gus slowly began to turn.
Isaac prepared our breakfast in the main house each morning and Timmy made breakfast for Randy, Dusty, and himself, in their quarters. While relaxing on our towels Timmy told me Isaac was a great lover and that he also liked Randy, with whom he enjoyed having sex with the most. After dinner that evening, Isaac asked Seth if he would like to have sex with Timmy, for a change. We moved to Isaac’s room before I was told to impale myself on Seth’s cock, after Seth got onto his back. Later, when Seth and I finally got back our room, I was placed on my stomach and fucked twice more by him.
Unfortunately, my personal life took a turn for the worse at this point, when I discovered that Paul was having an affair. Paul, my former lover, had the same size penis as me, but Wes made the two of us look like two twelve year old boys. After a while Wes asked for lubrication, which I fortunately had in a drawer next to the bed. “I think it is time to spray some more fire-squelching agent into your hot arse,” Wes said, before I felt his ample butt spring to life once more. “Does my uptown boy want more of daddies fire retardant?” He asked, continuing before I could answer, “Should I soak your sizzling hole with my hose again baby?”
I spent five years at high school with a guy called Petrie. As I walked away it occurred to me that the conversation I had just had with Petrie, far exceeded all our interactions over five years in high school. After we had hung the garments behind the door, Petrie stuck his cock into the eager mouth awaiting him, and began thrusting. After the newcomer had unloaded Petrie turned my body, and pushed his cock into my freshly fucked hole. “Sure,” Petrie replied, before placing his hand on my neck and pushing my body downwards. Things between Petrie and I were pretty normal at work the following week, but there was no invitation to the bookstore on Saturday.
Upon his return to the bar he informed Zak and Christo that having visited both the warm and hot pools, the men were nowhere to be found. As Logan began caressing Andre’s torso, Oliver and Max, the other couple, started making out in the pool. Oliver placed his right hand on Mason’s head intensifying the up and down oral motion, as Max’s mouth trailed towards Andre’s left armpit. Max and Oliver soon moved their cocks over Andre’s mouth as they knelt on the bed. After extracting both cocks from Mason’s backside, Andre moved off the bed to be instantly replaced by Max. Soon, Mason was again enjoying double penetration. As Mason again began servicing Andre’s log, Logan lay next to Andre fulfilling his earlier fantasy.
The first he referred to as, ‘the security guy.’ Fuck knows what he actually did, but he was six foot tall and ruggedly handsome. The second man Clyde referred to as, ‘the rugby player.’ He was stocky and your classic alpha male. With my incessant mental itch festering, I came upon a M2M massage agency. After I heard a knock at the door I was met by a satisfactory looking, six foot tall young man. After retrieving lotion from a satchel he had arrived with, Tyler sat on my thighs. Lying on the bed I placed my hand around his firm backside, and was soon lapping on his juicy foreskin. Once Tyler had left, I observed the condom that he had thrown next to the bed.
Mac was there, and informed me that Sparky and Tang would not be coming to the bar that evening. As Sparky and I were drying off the last of the dishes, Mac and Tang moved through to the lounge and got into a sixty-nine position on one of the huge sofas. Sparky moved me over to the action, before instructing me to give Mac a hand, servicing Tang’s fat cock. Sparky and I resumed our attention to Tang’s fat dick, and balls, as Mac got into a steady rhythm spearing into me. Tang stood over my body, with his cock pointing towards Sparky’s mouth, and Mac moved behind Tang inserting his knob into Tang’s butthole.
Abe worked on a nearby farm and always frequented the bar on Thursdays, finding Fridays and Saturday nights much too rowdy. A month later I again bumped into Abe in the bar on Thursday evening. Immerging from the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist, Abe placed the clothes he was carrying on a small table in the room. As his hand began caressing my body a while later I knew that we were far from done. “You’re going to learn to ride a horse tonight buddy,” he said adding, “You’d better secure yourself on the saddle properly.” I instinctively knew what I had to do and guided his cock into me with my left hand.
“Whoa… Looks like you’re ready for action, bro,” Rob said laughing, as he observed my erect cock. With my head strategically placed to accommodate the curve of his cock, my skull fucking got underway. Rob prodded ever deeper into my throat as his hands clamped my head solidly, and once we got a good rhythm going, I happily allowed him to escalate his thrusting. As he was finally about to depart after we had swapped telephone numbers, he looked and me and said, “When you visit next time, please phone me the day before… Then I’ll make sure I don’t shower the next morning.” We both had a good laugh.
Neal invited me into his room, and after swallowing my two pills told me to sit on the chair. When the top of the pyjamas finally got hooked on his knob, I threw caution to the wind, and, pulling the front of his shorts open, uncovered his erect dick. Finally he moved backwards, before removing his shorts, and sitting on his bed with open legs. Pulling both our pyjama shorts down, Neal told me to get onto his bed, facing away from him on my knees. As Neal began lowering his huge frame onto me, my dream was finally about to be realised; total submission to my giant bear. When Neal began upping his tempo, it felt like I was having my breath thumped out of me.
I had been looking for white bougainvillea for ages and wanted a strong healthy plant. Upon confirming that I would definitely be taking the plant, Myrick became chatty and gave me the low-down on the business. Myrick particularly loved having his balls licked and assisted by pulling his knob upward, so that I could comfortably gobble on his nut-sac. Later, when he pulled my body upward, Myrick slipped his hand into the back of my shorts. As my body promptly got turned and my shorts pulled down, I realised that what he had said wasn’t really a request, but more a statement of intent. He did not pull his knob out of me immediately afterward, but raised my torso and started kissing my neck, and ears.
Henry had been in a fight and had asked a Samaritan from our town to drop him off at my home, hoping that I would have an antiseptic emulsion for him. When I lifted my head to breathe Henry had a total look of wonder on his face. As our lips remained locked Henry slowly moved his body onto mine, clasping my head in his hands. After a while, Henry lifted his head he asked if could fuck me. Unlike the other men in town and for that matter, most men I had ever met, Henry took his time, savouring every second of his pleasure. Henry now began regularly popping in and would visit me at least three times a week.
One evening, three weeks after my sniffing and scratching torment began, as I turned my desk chair to face him, Ross got up from his desk and stood before me. When I began sucking his fingers, Ross’ left hand moved to the top of my head, where he commenced massaging my scalp. “Stop,” he said, moving slightly forward, “I’m getting too close.” Ross then turned around, and after a brief pause, I resumed servicing his cock and balls. Sustaining his level of excitement, Ross grabbed hold of my head and began face-fucking me. Pulling my face upwards, Ross began to kiss me, as I felt the calm motion of his hips coming alive. Shaking his head with incredulity, Ross lifted his left arm, and turning his body slightly, presented me his damp ripe pit.
When I eventually left an hour later, as I was about to enter my apartment block, I heard Bull calling after me. I endured ten minutes of submitting to his frantic grinding, and oral onslaught, before he commanded, “Time to turn boy, I want to pound your pussy.” Lifting off me, Bull sat back allowing me to turn over. Minutes later, Bull growled as he unburdened his frustrated sap into my backside. Bull felt, that he and his wife were like two ships passing in the night. When we returned to my bedroom later, although the sex was far less hectic, Bull maintained his dominance. Like his wife, Bull also got to enjoy his own hobby.
I wonder what he would smell like, and imagine the sounds he would utter as I make love to him. His hairless arms appear to be smooth and silky, and I wonder what it would feel like to run my huge hands over his body. There is a wonderful minty smell as his warm lips envelop my mouth. Lifting his head he utters, “Make love to me Angelo… please make love to me.” He moves off me, and turns onto his back as I shift my body to the side. Repositioning his body in the middle of the bed, I begin to inhale the smell I have so yearned for.
When I bemoaned the fact that I had never been there before, Warner looked at me in amazement and said, “Well… why don’t you join me in Walkersville?” before continuing, “The apartment is huge, and you can come and go as you please.” Before I could respond he concluded, “It really won’t be any trouble to me at all.” So I’m sure we’ll work things out,” before continuing, “Besides… with a good looking guy like you around… maybe I’ll get lucky with the girls for a change.” Laughing at his own joke he was jovially joined by my parents. “Really?” I replied before continuing, “Because much as I enjoyed the holiday, being wined, dined, and fucked, just before we got home I had never felt so used in my life.”
Craig just laughed at my astonishment, explaining, “That’s the way it is in these small towns,” before continuing, “not to worry, after we finish our beers we can go to Blue Moon." After a short while Craig got up, proclaiming, “Time to check out the action.” Intrigued, I accompanied him, entering a door on the left side of the bar counter. On our return a good looking young guy passed, making eye contact with Craig before entering a cubicle just beyond us. I got dressed and made my way back to the bar, where Craig was in deep conversation with another good looking young man as I joined them at the counter. A while later I felt his hands begin lifting my body, before I received a second oral onslaught from Ollie.
My decision to open the gallery was that the town was on a tourist route and also housed ten full-time artists. As I settled in, the place grew on me and I was extremely pleased with my ridiculous decision to live here.I had visitors in the gallery during the week and most of my business happened on weekends when the town got busier. Mannie, the shopkeeper, was there as usual and a tall man named Tom was also in the shop. Tom wore wellington boots, long shorts in need of a wash, and a t-shirt that had seen better days. Tom then placed his hand under my chin and tilted my head towards him.
“This oily rag (fag) has got the tightest hole I have ever fucked,” Tommy declared, almost breathless, before he asked, “How good is his north and south (mouth)?” in cockney slang. “Jesus, mate, this cock sucker’s mouth is like a suction pump,” Harry replied, gasping between grunts. Not long after, Harry said, “I’m getting too close, let the bum-boy polish your knob while I cum in his arse.” “Jesus, mate, you have an incredible knob,” I said in total awe. Kirwan, as I would later come to know his name, now headed toward the stump and leaned back with an inviting look on his face. As Kirwan hammered my arse his mouth began to nibble my ears.
In the two weeks that Albie played the role of Santa in our store, the compliments never ceased. Albie had told me that he would be alone during this period, so I decided to invite him for having made me look so good in the previous two weeks. Burt, the manager of our food division arranged an inexpensive hamper of goodies for me that had reached their ‘sell-by date.’ Albie was totally overcome by my invitation and, after the store closed on Christmas Eve, accompanied me back to my apartment. “Well Santa would be honoured if you might spend the night in his bed,” Albie concluded. When Albie finally left later that day with a hamper I had packed for him, I had received my doctorate in the art of sex.
Soon the guys altered positions, as Ned’s mouth moved to her breast and Buck began kissing her. Ned’s hand also joined Buck’s at her portal, and as Buck middle finger entered her cunt Ned began tweaking her clit. Buck was not far behind and when Ned had extracted his dick from Marilyn, he began spearing upwards urgently. Several minutes later, after reaching full speed Ned pulled his dick out of Marilyn, and sprayed his seed all over her pussy and Buck’s shaft. Marilyn wasn’t sure if Buck would also be on his way shortly, but that question was answered a short while later when he suggested they get back on the bed.
Passing the Jacuzzi and entering the passage, there were toilets and a shower area on my right and sauna to my left. I then made my way to the unexplored passage from earlier and I passed between the sauna and steam room, on my next exploration. As Hugh’s dick conquered my mouth, Corky began squashing and grinding his fat knob between my cheeks. After Hugh moved off the mattress, Corky pulled his cock out of me and turned my body over. My sauna induction was turning into a magnum opus and as their groans and grunts reached fever pitch, two sets of hands pushed my body to the floor. With his dick-head caressing my arse lips, Jack’s pole began nudging ever forward with increasing intensity.
Kyle had a long foreskin overhand that extended way beyond his dick-head and which looked like a rumpled fleshy tube. After my body mist, his knob entered my mouth and Kyle began skull-fucking me. Robbie had a huge bed in his room and Kyle slept on a foldout couch, in the lounge. In what sounded more like a command than a request, he looked at Kyle and said, “I am going to borrow Fulton for a while.” When we finally got out of bed Kyle had departed and left a note to say, that Reg had arrived back late the previous evening and that he would be spending the day with Reg. Kyle moved out of Robbie’s unit early the following week.
After one of our patrols a few evenings on, as we were about to enter our shed he said, “Hold on, I need to take a piss.” Opening the front of his trousers Kev pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. Kev particularly loved Sunday afternoons, when the highlight of Kev’s week was to fuck his wife in the arse. Kev’s icky fingers began to pluck the hairs off his knob head before he sniggered and said, “Don’t want any of those stuck in your throat.” Laughing Kev announced, “No one has ever taken me all the way,” moments before the fucking patrol chime sounded. After our following patrol I got another surprise when Kev told me to sit on the table, before sucking my dick.
Costa attended to me upon my arrival as Dimitri was sorting out a plumbing problem, at one of their other buildings. When he apologised for his sweaty disposition I told him it didn’t bother me at all, adding, “I actually like it.” His face lit up, and once again there was a lascivious look in his eyes. Smiling naughtily, he told me that Costa liked boys and was extremely horny, advising me to keep his dad at arm’s length. With my hands swimming in the swamps under his arms, he lustily started licking my entire face. Three weeks later, Dimitri visited me on a Thursday evening, the night Costa always got together with his gambling buddies.
As Stacy observed the hunk before him the shower room door opened, and the three guys he had seen in the passage entered the space. Billy, the first guy that Stacy had encountered in the shower, then moved up and took up station behind Stacy’s arse. As Hank began to fuck Stacy arse, a procession of knobs commenced skull-fucking Stacy’s mouth. Jock followed shortly afterwards, and when Billy unloaded, Hank also shot his load into Stacy’s backside. After entering Stacy’s room their towels were flung aside instantly before they got on the bed and started making out. The following evening when Stacy entered the shower area he was taken aback, when six pairs of eyes focussed on him.
Having been on a short vacation, to visit an old school buddy who lived about two hundred miles away, I was returning home on a windy/rainy Sunday afternoon. After our departure he told me he was heading to a major city, a further one hundred miles past my small town. Staring intently at me he asked, “Would you allow me the honour, of sharing your bed with you tonight?” As I began trembling he walked over and hugged me, before continuing, “You are more beautiful than you could ever imagine.” Wiping the tears from my cheeks, he gently kissed me. Thank goodness I lived on a small-holding, because we were growling like animals.
At my local bar, they had a dance floor in their upstairs section, where I spent many happy hours boogieing to my heart’s content. When my feet again began to itch, I moved onto the dance floor and boogied. At one point as I moved and turned my body back to the bar counter, I found him standing before me. After a couple of minutes Blaine moved lifted his torso up and began kissing me. After a fat joint, we moved through to the bedroom where Blaine immediately began arranging the action. With my head off the bed, Blaine was soon face-fucking, me as Darius butt-fucked me. Blaine had effectively moved in with me, and Darius became our weekend fuck-buddy.
Geny was very impressed, and after kicking his shoes off was soon bouncing up and down on the bed, like a small boy. Geny looked at me with a malevolent expression before asking, “Do you like it rough Petrich?” Geny had a lovely body, but like his face there were numerous scars all over him. Turning his body around and facing away from my head, he sat on my back and began tantalising my hole with the disgusting object. After lifting his torso a short while later, Geny swiftly extracted the plug out my arse before replacing it with his large cock. Slumping onto me after Geny asked, “Do you like the Russian way Petrich?”
As his left hand began kneading my shoulder, he continued, “Mmm… would you like me to fuck your hole?” More obscene commentary followed, before I felt his tongue licking my ear. ‘Oh fuck,’ I thought, ‘now I am going to have to pass by Skanky again.’ As I tugged at the door one final time the curtains behind me opened, revealing Skanky. Jaxon then began to pull my body upwards, instructing me to turn and anchor myself against the wall. After pulling his cock out of my mouth, he snarled, “Lick my fucking nuts, puta.” The pungent aroma, and taste of his balls, was heavenly. “Polish my fucking nuts, puta, give them a proper bath.” Barking abuse at me, Pedro now began to whip my face cheeks with his stiff knob.
Tapping the bed next to him he said, “Strip, purdy boy… pappy’s waitin fer yer.” Isaiah was a really good looking forty-five year old man. Lying next to me on the bed, Jonah began to caress my face, before pushing his first two fingers in my mouth. Because of his dick-size, there wasn’t the same pleasure I had experienced with Isaiah and Jonah, and I knew his cock would take a lot of getting used to. Tobias commenced smearing my entire face with his dick-head, before encouraging me to lick it clean. Still sucking my cock, Jonah moved his body to the side, allowing Tobias to lift my legs and re-enter my arse. Jonah kept moving his mouth to and fro, servicing my cock to my balls.
After I returned from a visit to the toilet that day, Coby was sitting in front of my computer looking at my screensavers. Coby placed his hand at the back of my head and pulled my face towards his mouth. The following day at school things appeared to be pretty normal, but that afternoon and for several after, Coby did not join me in my home after school. We had a good thirty minute session that afternoon, with Coby continually rotating his body as we sucked, and kissed. A week before the end of our final vacation however, before left for our respective colleges, Coby finally asked me if I would allow him to fuck me.
Half an hour later, as I was returning to the hotel, I observed two guys in conversation next to an underground public toilet area. This threw me somewhat, and quickly zipping up, I began to ascend the path towards the hotel. Lifting his head eventually, Dirk began to lick my entire face, with his thick pink slug, frequently returning to my mouth. Pulling my cheeks far apart his lips suctioned onto my pucker, before the slug began stabbing my butt-hole with intensity. Clamped by his strong hands my face got its second coat of saliva, before his next oral excavation began. Dirk then pulled out of me, and lowering my legs moved up my body with his knees on either side of me.
Happy that the ensemble was contented, Bobby pushed Chuck against the wall before their hands got to work on one another’s dicks. Buster, as he would come to know, was a ‘poser.’ A pumped-up gym bunny that couldn’t fight his way out of a wet paper packet and Bobby instinctively knew that he could snap him like a twig. Once they got to the motel room Buster asked for a beer. As Bobby looked at Buster’s magnificent body and the incredible bubble butt that awaited him on the bed, his mouth watered. Bobby let Buster squeal for several seconds before stating; “Now you now know your place, bitch… who’s your fucking daddy?”
After their meal, Tobias, Luther, and the three older boys remained around the table, while Benjamin and his mother cleaned up. Intrigued by Benjamin, Tobias now began to ask Luther more about his younger son. Tobias was worried about the reaction he would receive from the boy but was very relieved when he felt Benjamin’s body begin to relax. “It’s time to sleep,” Tobias announced, but before turning out the lamp, Tobias placed his mouth on Benjamin’s ear and gently kissed it. Tobias held still in the boy for a short while as Benjamin calmed down, all the while kissing the boy’s neck and ears. Lifting his body off the boy, Tobias told Benjamin to turn onto his back.
During the first holiday of my final year at school and Rolf’s second year at college, I observed Rolf speaking to our neighbour, Jeth. As I watched the two of them through the window, Jeth placed his hands on my brother’s sides and pulled him over the fence as if Rolf was as light as a feather. Holding my wrists in the air on either side of my body after he moved behind me, Jeth pulled me onto his cock and commenced fucking me in this position for several minutes. Once Rolf was secured, Jeth and Justin each grabbed a strap and started striking his arse. Justin’s cock was being cleaned by Rolf as Jeth fucked Rolf’s arse like a possessed person.
As we finished drinking our second beer he asked, “So, do we have a deal?” After twenty minutes or so, he announced that should head for the bathroom, after collecting two lollies from the freezer. After popping the lids off both lollies, and pushing them out of their sleeves, DF asked me to lie back on ottoman, with my legs in the air. Pulling my legs back, and anchoring them under his arms, he began licking and prodding his tongue in my hole. As I licked DF’s hole, the lolly began to emerge. Getting up and turning around, DF lifted my legs and began inserting his knob into me.
Early one Sunday morning Terence again sat recalling how; after undressing the exquisite man before him, for the first time, his mind had been blown away by Byron’s lithe perfection. Terence felt Byron’s warm breath, then moist lips, as he began to suckle on Terence’s balls. When Byron began licking Terence’s dick head, Terence moved his hands from his sides and placed them on Byron’s head. Pulling Byron’s head firmly onto his knob, Terence began to groan with pleasure as Byron revealed his oral skill. When Terence looked forward into Byron’s lovely eyes, Byron implored, “I want you inside me Terry.” Byron’s wriggled his hips, enhancing their dance of love, as his sphincter began pulling and pushing on Terence’s knob. When Terence lifted off Byron’s body, Byron pulled his legs back in an inviting gesture.
At college, Ricky’s roommate arrived a day late, and the look of despair on poor Bobby’s face when he encountered Ricky was priceless. Having enough pocket money for five people, Ricky believed that Bobby’s financial handicap could become a great advantage in his quest for control over the pretty boy. On the day that Bobby had arrived, as he was returning from the communal bathroom after showering, Ricky was ready for the skanky reveal he had anticipated all afternoon. Having bought two packs of ten cigarettes, when Bobby asked the inevitable question, Ricky showed the two packets of cigarettes to Bobby before placing them on the desk next to him. Bobby reluctantly took hold Ricky’s right foot and with pleading eyes, he observed Ricky.
Excitedly, he told me that he was having sex twice a week with a hot policeman, named Rob. I smiled, reflecting upon the fact that my mother’s younger sister was married to a policeman, named Rob. When I asked where Rob was stationed, shock number two hit home. Rob banged the living shit out of me, as he pulled and pushed, all the way in, and out of my arse. When he finally came with me yelping like a girl, he slumped onto me, and after biting my ear hard said, “You’re going to be seeing a lot more of me pussy-boy.” Getting up after, he grabbed me by the hair and pushed my head into his crotch.
The overall looked like it had been poured onto Bradan’s body and showed off his bubble-butt to perfection. Then, curiously, with an almost regretful look on his face, Bradan went go on to say that his dad had stopped his spanking regimen a year before. There was a look of wonder on Bradan’s face, as he observed Tiernan’s thick dark Irish knob encircled by a sweaty black forest of hair. After Bradan did as told, Tiernan once more looked at the incredible job he had done on Bradan’s arse. Moving in behind Bradan, Tiernan clasped his body and began to nibble on Bradan’s ear. Looking down at Bradan, Tiernan asked, “Did you like that?”
By the time Tom commenced popping his huge dick-head in and out of Lourens’ sphincter, Lourens began to howl. As Rod began to unload, Charlie pulled his dick out of Lourens’ throat and swiftly moved to the other side of the sling. As Charlie fucked him Rod moved to Lourens’ head and began smearing his cum covered knob all over Lourens’ face. Above Lourens face he began to notice that Rod’s dick was once more fully erect, and when Rod moved to the other side of the sling, he knew he was going to be fucked once more. As Lourens’ torso lay over the sling Blackie would lovingly stroke his back as he leisurely fucked Lourens’ arse, and then, when Lourens got pulled upwards again Blackie’s hands would caress Lourens’ stomach and chest.
“Time for your prison lecture boy, I suggest you shut the fuck up and listen to what I’m about to tell you.” Gullah let his words sink in before he continued, “Before I came here, I would never have considered having sex with a man. Standing before JP he said, “Now you can get a good look your new best friend.” With Gullah already semi-erect, JP’s jaw almost hit the floor as he gawked at the size of the uncut monster before him. Lowering himself onto JP, Gullah said, “Relax baby, the discomfort will soon be gone.” They lay motionless as Gullah gently began kissing JP’s neck. Moving his body down, Gullah took JP’s cock into his mouth, and within seconds JP was balls deep in Gullah’s throat.
Upon removing Francois shorts, I really got a good look at him naked. Having completed drying his back, Francois turned once more and I began towelling the front of his body. After I knelt before him I was about to grab for his cock when he said, “Put your hands at your sides and keep your mouth shut, I don’t like greedy people.” After a short pause he continued, “From here on I make the rules and you obey, are we clear on that?” I simply nodded. I luxuriated in the jungle of fur surrounding my face as my mouth got comprehensively fucked, and for good measure my right hand began fondling his ample nuts.
One of my new ‘girlfriends,’ Peter, told me that you never knew how good-looking guy was until he pulled his underpants down. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Peter kneel beside me and commence licking the large daddy’s crotch that Jake had been in conversation with. Jesus, Bully,” Jake said, referring to his buddy whose cock was being serviced by Peter, “This is one tight fucking bung-hole.” Not long after my Jake and Bully episode, three huge hairy bears got hold of me. When Peter and I finally made our way to his vehicle drunk on cum, we were totally replete with carnal overindulgence.
Before we headed off to bed, Angus sat quietly with a serious look on his face before asking, “Sydney, would you consider moving in with me?” Raising his hand immediately, with his palm facing me in a ‘let me finish’ gesture, he continued, “Don’t give me your answer now. With little effort, Angus and I prepared it for Bucky’s arrival, and on Friday evening Bucky moved in. Bucky moved in, and instantly locked onto my mouth, as Angus extended his arms to encompass Bucky’s body. With a look of defiance Bucky said, “Bring it on, bro.” Positioning his body face down on the sling, he once again looked back at Angus challengingly, as if to say, ‘Show me what you’ve got.’
If Lester had been a slighter guy one would have thought him good-looking, however, given the exaggerated size of all his features, they all appeared magnified. Later on that evening when I excused myself to use the toilet, the death knell came when Lester said, “Wait up, I’ll join you. After his left hand lifted my chin upwards, Lester once more began to kiss me. With my head clamped in his colossal hands, Lester began to kiss me far harder than before. Smiling he answered, “Prove it to me.” Lester then turned his head, and lowered his left ear onto my mouth. Moving his torso upwards he said, “I think I’d better first open you up a little.” With Lester lightly seated on my thighs, I felt a thick finger enter my arse.
As Bill erupted, he squeezed his foreskin shut over the head of his cock and it looked like a volcano spewing a ton of lava. I had been dying to touch Bill’s huge knob throughout our encounter but refrained from doing so, because I did not want to act like a ‘homo.’ Once done, we dressed before I went on my way after the customary hair ruffling. With me being circumcised, I was mesmerized by Bill’s foreskin and began pushing it down further and further, eventually exposing almost all of his cock-head. When Bill’s dick finally started assaulting my manhole, I almost bailed as the agony reached fever pitch and began praying that the pain would subside.
Thankfully, after two months he moved to the sales division of the company, and when the boss of my department asked if I needed an assistant, my reply was, “Not at all.” A year after I started at the company, a man named Dave Brown paid me a visit. Fixedly staring at me after our main courses had arrived, Dave asked, “If I offend you with what I am about to say, I apologise unreservedly… but I have a strong feeling that you may be gay.” “Would you like some coffee, Dave?” I finally asked before we entered my cottage. As Dave again began prodding into me he whispered, “I can carry on like this for hours.”
Vampires do not gorge themselves on blood continually, and we are able to get by with far less blood than the silly myths chronicle. As much as human blood is a delicacy, raw meat is able to sustain us rather well. That coupled with the mind control we possess, makes snacking on human blood the easiest thing in the world. Once we have fed, we simply lick the wound with our powerful saliva, and all the human is aware of is what looks and feels, like two mosquito bites. I began to bang Lenny’s arse like a jackhammer, and soon the cock-hound was begging for mercy. Vampire cum is very acrid, but the sweet blood thankfully overwhelmed that taste.
Allegedly, when he met up with a male that he wanted to have sex with he always set a challenge; stating that the guy with the biggest cock got to fuck the other one's arse. One Tuesday night at the truck stop I met Ilyich. Ilyich immediately began whimpering like a horny slut as my tongue speared his butt. Once I commenced spearing into him in a staccato fashion, my right hand swung like a pendulum as I started slapping his cock and balls. Ilyich immediately began tugging on his dick excitedly. As I commenced slapping his confined nut-sac, Ilyich’s hands clamped my backside so hard that I thought he was about to swallow my dick. I always hoped that both Ilyich and Maxwell would arrive at the truck stop on the same evening.
When Wally, however, had stopped pissing, Evan decided to push things to a higher level, as Evan’s began to stroke Wally’s knob. After pushing Wally’s foreskin back over his knob-head, Evan’s anxious mouth performed the mopping up job that his hands had done less successfully over the past two days. As they drove to Wally’s home after work, Wally kept glancing at Evan with a look of affection in his eyes. Shortly, Wally’s hand took control of his head as Wally manoeuvred Evan’s mouth toward his lips. After a few minutes, Wally lifted his head and said, “We’d better stop right now or you’re going starve tonight.” Truthfully, Evan would’ve been happy to forgo food for the next two days and remain exactly where he was.
Late one Monday afternoon the owner of the company asked me if I would stay late and lock up the business, because Magnus had not yet finished his work. “I really need to piss buddy can you help me out?” Magus said, as I propped him up against the wall next to the left urinal and placed his right arm around my shoulder. Unfortunately, when he needed to work late on the following several Mondays, the owner of the business was always on hand to do the necessary locking up. “Fuck buddy this feels good, swallow my knob buddy, fuck yeah, swallow my fucking knob.” Impatiently he began pulling my body down onto him while thrusting upwards.
In the upstairs section there was a glory-hole area, and three large cubicles with the largest of these, accommodating a sling. A short way from this bar there was a second bar, called ‘The Man Room,’ which I had never visited before. After the second man began face-fucking ‘sling-boy,’ I withdrew my hand, and let ‘fist-expert’ show me the ropes. Fist-expert then began to slide his cock into sling-boys arse, encased by his hand. In the passage five young guys passed me, and after entering the opposite sling room closed the door behind them. One of the men was soon positioned in the sling, being butt and face-fucked by two of the guys.
Returning from college the following day, I knew that Rudy would only arrive back at the hotel after ten p.m. What would unfold that evening? Looking down at me he commanded, “Clean my feet piggy, lick them clean.” I lifted his right foot and held it in my hands for a few seconds. With my head hanging off the end of the bed he turned around, pulling his arse cheeks apart, before lowering his sweaty butt-hole onto my face. Pulling me up off the bed I got a face licking from Rudy. Pushing me up against the wall in his room, with my arms spread-eagled, he clamped my wrists in his hands and again began frantically ramming his cock into me again.
Jeff’s dad had passed away when he was ten years old, and after his mom had remarried his new stepfather did not get on with Jeff at all. After Jeff and I went to bed we soon got into our normal routine of fondling, kissing, and sucking. The hardware store was already closed, but I was delighted to see a sign on the door notifying, ‘In case of emergencies, call Jeff at (phone number).’ I took down the number, and then decided to book into a small motel for the evening. When Jeff finally got to my place I welcomed him in, not sure if I should hug him or shake his hand.
Lex also liked to be paid for his ‘services’ and was very popular with the older queens, frequenting the bar. One evening, Phyllis delighted me with two copies of Lex’s porn videos, and I could hardly wait to get home that night. While I was visiting the bar one Friday evening, a few months later, Lex arrived with a buddy and was soon chatting up a middle-aged queen. At around eleven as the bar began to empty, I watched Lex and the queen depart. A few minutes later, Lex stumbled back into the bar. Two nights later at the bar, Lex approached me apologetically and asked if he had ‘shared’ his problem with me.
His food arrived several minutes later, and when he asked for salad dressing the bottle before me was relocated to him. I immediately began to write a new story entitled, ‘Salad Dressing.’ Cheekily, I even used the names Jarrod and Francis in my story. About ten days ago I read a really good story entitled: Salad Dressing, by an author named FJB. A short while later we were seated at the pub swapping life stories. After dinner, he asked if I was keen to find out if the real Jarrod lived up to the fictional one. ‘Oh fuck,’ I thought, never mind edits, I was going to have to rewrite the entire story.
Kevin also did not allow Stevie to touch his own cock, but this wasn’t a problem because Kevin’s hot mouth frequently sucked Stevie’s balls dry. ‘Maybe,’ he thought, ‘I shouldn’t have been so prissy and given into Rory.’ Although he only had the briefest glimpse of Rory’s thick knob, this image now began to play on his mind and Stevie wondered what Jaxon’s dick would look like, given his similarity to Rory. With Stevie in the doggy position at the edge of the bed, Kevin then told Jaxon to move under Stevie’s body on his back, so that he could get a close-up of Kevin’s cock fucking Stevie’s butt.
In the communal showers, shortly after our arrival, one of the recruits joked, “Jesus Johnson, if Bugs Bunny saw your dick, you’d be in big trouble.” Amid the laughter ‘Joker’ continued, “You should dye your pubes green, that’ll give your cock an authentic look for Bug’s favourite food.” Johnson laughed along, flapping his vegetable about, before replying that if anyone wanted to gobble on his carrot, they should feel free to do so. This now became a daily ritual in the showers, where Johnson would wave his dick about, calling out to Bugs Bunny to snack on his carrot. “Do you like carrots?” Johnson then asked me with a glint of horniness in his eyes.
There was quite a hum in the truck and the t-shirt Guthrie was wearing looked like it needed a good wash. Shortly, we arrived at the truck stop and decided to stretch our legs with a walk to the convenience store/diner for a cold drink. Facing me, with his head propped up on his arm he asked, “Are we going to do this the easy or hard way?” Observing my puzzled expression Guthrie continued, “Dinner was great, but I only consider that a deposit... When Guthrie finally lifted onto his arms, his exaggerated thrusting took me over the edge, and with my body shuddering, I began to unload on his sheet.
I observed a young man leaving, followed a few moments later by Lance. At around nine, Lance asked if he could buy me a drink at the bar we had visited the previous evening. This time however, I entered the stall next to the one in use, fully aware of the glory-holes in all the toilets. Peering through the glory-hole, I saw a young guy was on his knees, attempting to suck Lance off. The poor young man could barely fit the head of Lance’s cock in his mouth. When Lance announced he was cumming, the young man spun around and got to his knees to receive the abundant torrent that he had worked so hard for.
The Gathering took place every second Sunday, from ten p.m. till six p.m. There was a cover charge that included lunch and drinks, but the highlight of this gathering according to Blain, was the barn that had been rigged out for serious M2M action. Turning back and also introducing myself to Andrew, Gary then gestured towards the sling and asked if I had ever been twin fucked. Shortly, the twins decided to swap positions and as they did so, I finally got a look at Brad. His uncut knob and balls looked like a huge butternut and the foreskin at the front of his cock was so thick, that it looked like a doughnut had swallowed his dick-head.
Passing my home late one afternoon, Evans stuck-up a conversation with me as I was working in my garden. Seated at the kitchen table I was surprised to learn that he was only three years older than me (thirty-four), because he looked like a man in his forties. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he also had a long dark foreskin overhang, that looked like a fat three inch wrinkled tube hanging off the head of his cock. Just when I thought I had scaled the highest level of manly odours, Evans began to withdraw the wrinkled tube that covered his cock head. Evans wasn’t working that day, as bad weather had prohibited any fishing.
Pier then pulled his underpants down to under his balls and with his tackle on full display, stood proudly with his hands on his hips. Balls deep, I heard utters of, “Ooooh, aaaaah, fuck yeah bro, this is fucking awesome.” I had expected a throat basher, but Pier surprised me with his relaxed demeanour. After repeating this procedure a few more times, Pier slowly began a rhythmic motion, as he toyed with my head while face-fucking me. Pulling his cock out of my mouth he said, “Let’s get rid of my pants.” Pier removed his boots and socks, followed by his trousers and underpants. After moving my body upwards, I gently began steering a dazed looking Pier towards the sofa.
As his knob enters my lips he grips my head and begins face-fucking me. My body is moved further back until Forsie wedges my head in the corner of the shower walls. “I’m not gay, but when a guy gets horny… Besides, he’s a lot better looking than most the girls I’ve seen you fuck.” Forsie sniggers his reply. After Forsie and Bryant depart, Geraint asks me to turn my body and lie on my back. My girlfriend, Gayle, is saving herself for marriage, so I’m not getting any sex.” Shrugging, and with a smile on his face he concludes, “Whatever blows your hair back, bro, I’m cool with it.” Truthfully, I believe that Drake always suspected I am gay.
Two Saturdays later, when Conrad once more visited the village, he engaged me in a long conversation at the pub. With me standing at his right side Conrad then lifted his phone with his left arm and with the screen facing us, we were soon watching a hunky man with a big cock fucking the life out of some woman. After another laugh he said, “She can’t.” Before I could ask another question he continued, “By the time I was sixteen, my cock was just too thick to suck and there is no way anyone can fit my dick in their mouth.” Smiling he resumed, “Jenny does her best, but all she is able to do is lick my shaft and knob-head.” A sustained silence followed.
As I toyed with his silky fat tube Antonio placed his hands on my cheeks and ran his thumbs over my lips, before pushing them into my mouth. After pushing my shorts down slightly Antonio said, “This hair also has to be shaved Stanley, and the hair on your legs.” Moving towards me and placing his right hand on my neck, Antonio pushed his fingers upwards into my hair. A short while later, Antonio asked me to place my arms around his neck before he lifted my body, and cradled in his arms carried me to the bedroom. Mercifully, a month later I received a call from Antonio asking me if I would employ a younger cousin of his named Juan, a twenty-one-year old whom he highly recommended.
Encompassing my body he lowered his huge head and began kissing me. Moving his huge right hand behind my head he further pulled me into the oral embrace of his eager mouth. Stretching out my arm I gripped the stiffest knob I had ever felt, that protruded from his body like a solid piece of wood. ‘Oh my god, I am going to die,’ I thought. Letting go my head, Rogan lifted me onto the bed effortlessly. As I squirmed like a randy whore, Rogan lifted onto outstretched arms, and with his knees frantically gathering traction on the bed, anointed my hole with a monumental drenching as his cock jetted a flood of spunk into me.
Warmest regards, Grant & Lawry.’ Fuck…They had obviously seen me watching them! Grant who was seated next to me on the large sofa then got up and started stripping. Both my hands discovered the knobs on either side of me, before Grant began tugging on my dick and Lawry fondling with my balls. After a while the two mouths swapped positions as Lawry moved to my mouth, and Grant located my other nipple. As his fat balls began slapping my chest I moved one of my hands that had been on Grants head upwards, to fondle Lawry’s pouch of wonder. A while later I heard Lawry tell Grant it was time to swap positions. Grant moved onto the sofa impaling my mouth, as Lawry lifted my legs.
Mom had married dad several months after Matt’s first wife had passed away, by which time Mark, the son from this former marriage, was already a year old. On Monday, after dad left for work, Mark and I spent the day driving around the area as he introduced me to my new environs. Matt referred to their excursion as ‘an annual hillbilly gathering in the mountains.’ I was warned; that although Cal and the boys were real rednecks, they were really great guys and were virtually like family to Matt and Mark. After kissing me a short while, Cal lifted my left leg and tilted my body to the side, began fingering my arse.
A few days before Toby ended his stay, presumably to return and sponge off his biological mother once more, I was outside the gallery watering my garden in the late afternoon. Toby then told me that he would be leaving in a few days and amazed me by asking if I would lend him fifty bucks. I didn’t reply, but just got up casually and walked over to the chest of drawers where I kept my money. “Do you want me to fuck you harder?” I asked, tormenting him further. Toby then began to grunt and tug on his dick, as my thrusting intensified. As I began to smack his arse, Toby almost convulsed with lust.
After observing me for a long while he said “You know I’m going to fuck you tonight,” as he tweaked my other nipple slightly harder. Erik then approached me before put an identical skullcap on my head, before a thick studded dog collar was placed around my neck. “Now it’s time to teach you some manners,” he said sitting on the bed and pulling my body into him, with my legs on either side of his left knee. Pulling it out a while later Erik delightfully proclaimed, “Fuck yeah… look at that gaping hole. We lay like that for some time before he got up proclaiming, “The time for your final subjugation has arrived.” As Erik began lubricating his hand and arm, I went into a state of shock.
As Fritz began to tug on their combined dicks, Hans’ mind went into horny overload and shortly he began to erupt all over Fritz’s knob. Fritz let Hans have his way as his cock lay over Hans’ face and after a few minutes, Fritz’s knob again became fully erect. When Fritz tried to pull out of Hans’ mouth later to delay his eruption, Hans locked his hands on Fritz’s backside denying him. After tapping his dick on Hans’ face a few times Fritz re-entered his mouth once more and to the delight of both guys, they discovered that Fritz’s bladder had earlier not been fully emptied. First, Fritz commenced rubbing his knob between Hans’ cheeks and then when Hans felt Fritz’s backside lifting, he knew that the moment of truth had arrived.
What I do in an hour at the office, takes the morons at work two days to complete. On my way home, on the first day the wall was being built, I observed two bricklayers eating during their lunch break. Leisurely he began pushing his dick to and fro, as my mouth and throat adjusted to his entry. Pulling his knob out he told me to take a deep breath, before reinserting his cock all the way. I hoped like hell that he would be back the following day, and began praying that the wall would take forever to complete. Duane did visit the following day, and for the further week that the wall took to finish.
After arriving back after a night of abuse, he always had a look of total satisfaction on his face the following day. Bennie informed me that he was only returning to work early the following morning, and invited me in for a drink. As I started on my second drink, I daringly asked Bennie if the brandy bottle rumour was true. When I asked Bennie how big his cock got when erect, he suggested I find out by touching it. As I continued sucking, I felt a trickle of piss which I began to control with my right hand. After a few minutes Bennie quickly turned around, and I received a second helping of his delicious seed.
When I pointed out the various aspects of the piece, he moved in close to me and placed his left hand on my right shoulder. Following that, his right hand moved towards his mouth and my heart almost stopped when he extracted his huge set of false teeth. Moving to the foot of the bed Barret got back on, before placing my legs over his shoulders. After covering my body with liquid chocolate, Barret began to savour his dessert. As his lips closed on my hole, Barret slapped my arse and muttered, “Feed me, baby, feed me, I’m still hungry.” I pushed out as hard as I could and listened to slurping and approving groans from the diner, behind me.
While toying with his balls, his inflating knob began to rise, moving away from his thigh. As Lavon’s horn proudly began lifting further upwards, I slid my hand over the silky shaft. Grabbing hold of his shaft, Lavon began rubbing his dark pole all over my face and head. Moving my head closer, the strong smell of his sweaty ball-bag assailed my nostrils. “Yes… fuck yes daddy… it smells awesome,” I said as my mouth frantically licked and worshiped. Finally moving backward, Lavon began slapping my face with his huge shlong. Popping his huge dick-head in me, he asked, “Does that feel good boy?” After Lavon returned from gym each evening, I was fucked for half an hour before dinner.
Upon successfully selling my home at a good price, the estate agent informed me that I had to get an ‘electrical compliance certificate.’ Discussing this irritating requirement with friends at lunch on a Saturday, the host of the gathering told me about an electrician that I simply had to use. Barris then coolly mentioned that he also offered ‘other services.’ Observing the surprised look on my face, he then informed me what those services would set me back. Barris continued working and when the entire job had been completed, I paid him. Barris wasn’t into doing a rush job either and his long strokes stretched my butt-hole more than it had ever been taxed.
Later in the locker-room, Freddy stood before me and asked, “Are you ready for your butt kicking on Friday Rosie?” “Alright,” I shouted, “I’ll take your fucking bet!” Freddy extended his right hand, with a self-satisfied look on his face. “It’s really okay Freddy,” I stated, “I’m actually feeling fine.” He was having none of it, and kept pushing my head down. ‘Why does this guy have such control over me,’ I thought, ‘but… fuck… it feels great.’ As Freddy’s unhurried thrusting got underway, I was again feeling a sexual gratification, I had never experienced prior to being fucked by him. I began tugging on Freddy’s knob, and as he got close, he slapped my hand away and pushed his dick into my mouth.
By 7pm each evening the Ramsay and Reece were in bed and Paulo and I were able to relax and spend quality time together. During the following year, my dad and I discussed opening a third branch of the hardware and supplies business at a location near to where Paulo and I lived. That evening when Paulo arrived home, I remained as calm as I could prior to the boys going to bed. I told Paulo of my decision the following morning and when he asked, “What about the boys?” I told him factiously, he could arrange for Sean to look after them. Upon phoning home each evening during that week, I spoke to both boys, prior to switching off before the phone was handed back to Paulo.
What did transpire that night, however, was that for the next decade I would always dream of an encounter with a man that looked like him. After a brief pause, he surprised me by asking, “Do you like massage?” I asked Robert what he charged and was surprised by how low his hourly fee was. A silly thought crossed my mind and before I could stop myself, I asked, “Are you cut or uncut, Robert?” Robert let out a laugh before he answered, “I’m like you, bro, and I’m also cut.” I was astonished by his reply. No uncut person has ever asked me that question,” he replied, with a self-satisfied grin. When I asked him why, Robert told me that he had been given his marching orders by his buddy.
Still leaning backward on his bed, Bruno scanned every inch of Nathan’s body as a sexual tension between them began to simmer. Afterward, Bruno looked up at him and said, “Jesus, chica, even your cream tastes like honey.” With their eyes locked in a visual embrace Nathan knew that they had bonded, and that he had fallen ‘head over heels’ for his ‘papi.’ When Bruno stood up and embraced him, their bodies entwined and their lips locked. With the movement they were generating, the sheet beneath Nathan’s cock stimulated him incredibly and when Bruno commenced grunting, a double eruption took place. With both his hands, Burt began to stroke Nathan’s body and face like an art dealer appraising a marble figure.
Alighting from the vehicle, a lanky rough looking man approached us and introduced himself as Rod. Rod’s hands were mucky, and although his fingernails were short, his nails had dark peripheries. Offering to assist Doris I was bluntly told by Rod, “that’s women’s work, and your help isn’t required.” I was then invited into the man-cave to watch television. Seated directly next to me, with his left arm slumped around my shoulders, Rod pushed his right hand into his tracksuit pants. The following morning I was introduced to the usual Sunday routine in this household; Doris would prepare food, place it in the warmer drawer, then leave for her sister’s house at ten-thirty a.m. There she would spend the rest of the day, and evening, only returning early on Monday mornings.
Without pause Dieter lifted Tommy off his seat and after clamping Tommy’s body in his right arm, his left hand drew Tommy’s head towards his lips. Not long after, Tommy’s body was turned and as he felt torso being pushed downwards, Max’s strong hands took hold of his head, completing Tommy’s journey towards Max’s pungent crotch. Axel also began to lick Tommy’s head, occasionally turning it from side to side as he leisurely pummelled Tommy arse. Tommy and Markus toyed with one another’s cocks, as Herman began his unhurried entrance into Tommy’s arse. Not long after that, Markus began orchestrating matters by suggesting that Herman lie on the bunk, and that Tommy impale himself on Herman’ knob.
Next, Giuseppe grabbed hold of his dick and began spraying piss all over my crotch. As we stood looking at one another with empty bladders afterward, on an impulse I lifted my soaked hand to my mouth and commenced licking the piss off my fingers. Letting go of my dick Giuseppe now lifted both his arms and took control of my head with his hands. With the back of my head against the shower wall, I took hold of his dick as he leaned with his hands against the tiles. After Giuseppe finally shot his load I kept licking his cock as I tugged on my dick.
I would saunter over at around five-thirty and have a drink or two with her, prior to closing her doors at around seven p.m. On the occasion in question, I arrived to find Naomi, her eldest son Bennie, and Travis at the bar. The following Sunday, only Naomi and Travis were at the bar when I arrived. I finished my second drink, aware that Naomi liked to close up by seven, so I made my way home fifteen minutes before closing time. At around seven o'clock, a short while later, my doorbell rang and Travis asked if he could view the gallery, having never visited it before. I placed the tip of his penis in my mouth and started lolling my tongue over the head of his cock.
During the following week, Wray made a decision to call it a day with his amateur fighting career. Wray started yelping as I began pushing my hand into him. The following week, Wray spent every night at my place. Wray and I agreed to meet at my place after the party and left my parents’ home at the same time. I had mentally prepared for this and bit on the ball-gag with all my might, as Wray started agitating his hand. Next, Wray placed his thumb into the palm of his hand and started pushing into me. Wray kept this up for a few minutes before he began punching my arse as his fist went completely in and out of me.
Sarah was released the following day, and after a brief greeting after her arrival home, I spent the evening alone. After a short break Sarah wanted more, and soon I was on my back before LP began fucking me again. That night we all had dinner with Sarah before Vern and I eventually left for my apartment. I know I’m not the best looking guy, but I’m fuckin hot in bed.” Vern answered. “I need a lot of loving baby, and LP tells me you have got one hot pussy,” continued Vern. We did not join Sarah and LP on the following two evenings, and poor Vern had to put up with my lack of culinary skill.
As I looked back at the fire lion he too was smiling broadly, with his blue eyes spinning in his head. Ulf began to remove his clothing without taking his eyes off me. When his face closed in on my head Ulf began to sniff me, as his moist cock nestled along my torso. As Ulf began swaying his body with excitement, I felt his greasy horn mashing into my stomach. Roaring like a wild animal Ulf suddenly lifted up, before placing his knees between my legs. Ulf snarled into my mouth as he continued his manic grinding, before finally lifting his upper body and seeding my arse.
As I licked and sucked my next shock arrived when I heard Blayze ask Skanky if he wanted to swap partners. Once Skanky was done, he placed his hand behind my neck and still pinning me to the wall, asked one of the newcomer’s, “Do you want to have a go, Charlie?” I couldn’t believe the power in Skanky’s grasp. As he hammered my butt, his mouth also bit hard on my ear before he said, “So, Miss Prissy, not so fucking high-and-mighty now, are you?” After a brief pause, he then concluded, “From now on you’ll know your place.” Blayze loved watching me being fucked and was particularly fond of placing me at the disposal of all the old men I had formally shunned.
Eddie looked at me pensively for a few seconds before he smiled, and then asked, “Do you believe in miracles?” Once in a while when I think I ‘m about to get lucky, once the person realizes that I have a missing hand they cannot get away from me quickly enough,” he informed me, but before I could respond he continued, “I’m never offended… people are what they are, so, what the fuck,” he concluded, matter-of-factly. Afterward, he again looked at me before continuing, “In actual fact, getting stump-fucked is a lot more comfortable than being fisted, because there are no knuckles to contend with.” The afternoon was becoming more interesting and intriguing by the minute. “Do you mind if I removed my hand?’ Eddie asked. After working my backside relentlessly, Eddie extracted the stump and quickly replaced it with his speared right hand.
âWould you like an aperitif before lunch?â Porky asked as he continued to block my way. âIâve got good news and bad news for you,â Porky stated. During the next twenty minutes as Porky ploughed me, his body odour also transformed from rich to ripe, and the room was beginning to smell like a barn. âLeave this shit for later,â Porky said, referring to the sandwiches in progress, before turning my body around. When I looked up at him afterward, Porky asked, âDo you want more?â After I had cum Porky let go of my neck, and as he pounded my backside, he said, âItâs time for you to help me out, buddy.â
But I always treat them with respect, telling them that I’m straight and have a jealous girlfriend.” Jandro said with a laugh, before again resuming, “A month ago, however, a good looking guy with the same geyser problem as you begged me to fuck him. He wasn’t as good-looking as you, but quite hot… Before I knew what was happening he had his pants off and was bent over a sofa, pleading with me to fuck him,” Jandro concluded with a snigger. After he had cum he said, “You know, hombre, I think I still have a little more piss left in me.” As we exchanged horny grins, hot piss once more flowed into my mouth.
After Kelleigh began her final school year, her parent's subtlety started applying pressure on her to be nice to Hank when he began visiting the Walcott's weekly. Three months before Kelleigh's final year at school ended, all the wedding plans had been made and she would become Hank's wife two weeks after that. Having acquired the fourth farm, Hank and Kelleigh would be living in the farm house, with Titch living in the large cottage about one hundred yards away from the main house. Kelleigh's hands gripped onto Hank's head as her pleasure started mounting. "Nah," he said in a matter-of-fact way, "I showered yesterday." Giving her a horny smile he then uttered, "B'sides, I like the smell of sex on my body." Kelleigh laughed.
The week after I started sharing a room with Declan we visited the bar on Saturday night. Declan now took hold of my head with his left hand and pushed his knob up against my lips. As his hips began to move his cock in and out of my mouth, Declan started convulsively gasping and the jabbering incoherent sounds. Declan would simply stand before me with a hard-on and ask me to get on the bed when he wanted to fuck my face. As Declan stood before me with a hard-on, his sign for me to get on the bed for a face fucking, I said, “Would you mind if I take a rain check?”
Mom although great, is a total doormat, and purely there to obey and care for her three men. My possible victim arrives late the following day at college. Pretty boy looks like he has arrived in hell. After his paltry amount of pocket money arrives a week or so later, he is able to afford his own cigarettes again. This new ritual continues for the following few days. I insist that he takes his time and enjoy twenty minutes of cock-worship, before I hand over his reward. Two days later, and my smelly butt is introduced. My feet, cock, and arse, are being regularly serviced over the next few days. The following night I turn Bobby over, and fuck the living shit out of him.
With the ample skin fully covering Billy’s dick-head, Billy decided to tease Bubble Butt further by spraying piss through his foreskin. As Billy and his customer were leaving the restaurant, out of the corner of his eye he saw the frantic look on Ronnie’s face. After twirling his finger around for a short while, Billy extracted his finger and said, “This doesn’t look like an arse that wants to be fucked.” Continuing his torment, Billy then said, “Yeah, fuck yeah, this arse almost looks good enough.” As Billy looked at the twitching red arse before him he couldn’t wait to fuck Ronnie. As he looked down at his hands, Billy reflected upon the thought that apart from a very red backside, Ronnie was also going to have a few bruises to remember him by.
The following day, after our shower and breakfast ritual, I spent with Hans. The following morning during our shower, I felt Hans insert his finger into my backside, as we paired off to wash each other's backs. That evening, Dirk joined Hans and me in our bedroom, shortly after we went to bed. With their arms totally enfolding me, Hans continued fucking my butt, while Dirk passionately kissed me. As Hans started coming, I could feel Dirk's arms manically pulling his bothers backside, towards my arse. Waldo started pulling his cock out of my mouth at regular intervals, to slap my face with his huge hands, before forcefully reinserting his dick, into my abused mouth.
As I felt Lukas’ mouth detach itself from my dick I once more lifted my head and observed Lukas smiling at me. Once Kelly commenced giving me a good skull-fucking, I felt my legs being lifted into the air as Lukas placed them over his shoulders. When Kelly lifted off me he said, “Well, Lukas, looks like I’m one load ahead of you.” When Kelly finally erupted in Lukas’ mouth, Lukas stopped spearing my butt and after turning my head, shared Kelly’s load with me in a sensual snowballing oral embrace. Thereafter, after a minute of hard kissing Lukas lifted his torso onto outstretched arms and began to fuck my arse harder than ever before.
As he began to tug on Syd’s cock, Syd seated himself on the built-in bunk and pulled Glyn’s body toward him. As Glyn stood between Syd’s legs, still toying with Syd’s knob, Syd once more took control of Glyn’s head to begin another face washing session. From behind, the caramel head of Jerry’s dick now began to nudge in next to Syd’s knob, eagerly trying to find his own space in Glyn’s overstuffed tunnel. Jerry then asked Glyn to pull his legs back before placing his dick-head on Glyn’s pucker. After several minutes when Thomas lifted his torso once more and began to hammer Glyn’s butt, Glyn started frantically tugging on his own knob.
Nobody was exactly queueing to become his friend, but all the former looks of disdain had given way to a far more respectful demeanour towards Percy by all the guys and most of the girls. “His girlfriend always moans about it and the only time he gets to fuck her is when she’s slightly drunk.” Percy began laughing before continuing, “I reckon that by the time they marry, she’s going to be an alcoholic,” he concluded, as I joined in with the laughter. With a somewhat disheartened look on his face, Percy replied, “There’s no rush, Sammy, take your time to decide.