A Super HOT Collection Of Erotic Stories.
This super bundle contains previously unreleased stories, all full of hot and unapologetic MM smut.
8 SIZZLING STORIES to fulfill your deepest fantasies and hidden desires, featuring all kinds of gorgeous alpha men, eager young guys, extremely horny straight men, and the most unexpected and exiting situations….
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PLEASING THE COPS
“He started grunting and breathing even harder than before and I watched with horror and fascination as he pinched my nostrils between his thumb and forefinger, making me breathless with his thick cock blocking my mouth. My eyes widened and looked up to address him, but he was lost in his own ecstasy, his eyes narrowing as he grunted and climbed.
Tears formed in my eyes as his rhythm finally slowed and his cock entered my mouth slower and slower, causing at least some air to flow into my lungs. That air was quickly followed by a stream of thick, sticky sperm that landed in my throat and slid down it satisfactorily. He just kept squirting cum into my mouth and…”
STRAIGHT BROS
“He moved his body over mine so that our cocks crunched together. His hard ass felt so good in my hands and I knew I wanted to try it out.
I rolled him off of me and kissed and licked my way over his body. When I got to his cock, I ran my tongue down the shaft to his tight balls and walked right past his hole. My tongue made contact and he jumped for joy. I put his legs in the air and really went into town, groping and pushing my tongue up his ass. It wasn’t long before he begged me to put my cock there.
I teased him by pressing my cock against his ass and then pulling back. After doing this a few times, he reached down when I touched his ass and pulled me towards him. Suddenly my cock was deep in his ass. I groaned and loved the tight feeling. He pushed me back and forth giving me a rhythm to follow while I fucked him. He stroked his cock while”
VIRGIN HARDWOOD
“. Deciding it was now or never, I opened my mouth wider and took his entire cock in my mouth. I let it rest just behind my lips, waving my tongue over the spongy surface and tasting the saltyness. As I started sucking more of him into my mouth, his breathing quickened and became erratic. I reached behind him, grabbed his cheeks, and shoved more of him into my hungry mouth. I only had so much of him in my throat before the gagging forced me to withdraw. Obviously, it was enough, given the tremor I could feel in his legs. I pulled him back and brushed my teeth over his sensitive head. I licked the tiny slit one last time with my tongue.
When I looked at his cock, which…”
And More …
“Miss Roberts, please send me my next appointment.”
I stretched behind my desk and wished the stress of the day would go away. A romantic dinner with Jan would be worth it, I thought as I tidied up my desk to prepare for my next release. I heard my office door open and asked her to come in and take a chair. When I looked up, I froze involuntarily.
The boy standing in the doorway was wearing a black leather jacket and skinny jeans and he was so handsome it took my breath away. My first thought was that I would be built by a sincere comrade and that this young man had to be at least some kind of model. But what drew my eyes, despite forcing them not to go there, was the enormous bulge in his jeans that his cock was resting on.
I managed to pull my eyes away and open the Manila envelope in front of me.
“Mr. Davis, I believe.” I said again, raising my eyes to look straight into its deep blue.
“Please come in and have a seat, Mr. Davis, and we’ll get started.” and again I took my eyes from his and forced her to look at the dossier in front of me. I felt him come in and take a seat at my desk and I went to look around my office as it calmed most of my layoffs and allowed us to form better relationships. As I scanned the list of charges that brought him into my life , I saw that it was a sexual case. I leaned back in my chair and his eyes locked on mine again. His hair was so dark it was pitch like, and it fell slightly past his shoulders in natural waves that framed his sweet face, which was carefully neutral and revealed nothing of what was on his mind.
“Well, Mr. Davis, it appears you’re here on sexual assault charges. I offered because our eyes never left and I told myself again that there was something wrong with this whole scene and I found myself having to force myself back into my professional demeanor and somehow it wasn’t easy.
At first there was only silence as my gaze wandered slightly to his mouth. Somehow I wanted to kiss him tenderly and in return longed for his passionate kiss, tender and yet hungry. When my eyes found his again, they had changed somehow. There was a knowing look in his eyes that hadn’t been there before and he looked away for a moment.
“Well sir, what can I really say. I had a sexual relationship with someone under the age of eighteen and I’m sitting here with you… I’m going to be punished for God knows how long.” and a mixed look of pout and defiance crossed his face, and he fell silent.
“Jaxon, that doesn’t tell me much about what really happened and I’m afraid I don’t have the Decocks in mind so please tell me again what happened.” And I turned to get my coffee from the corner of my desk with the most casual expression on my face. He almost parted his lips and the coffee almost fell into my lap as he did. But I was in a relationship with a hot woman and I loved her. What the hell do I have on this Boys fantasized ?
“Well, if you’re really interested in all the Decocks, Mr. Scollins, I’ll give them to you,” he said, his deep blue eyes still locked on mine. There was no look of anger or hostility in his eyes, just a look of resignation. I nodded to him to get his side of the story to tell .
“I’m a graduate of Glenblade High School and I don’t have many friends because my mom and I just moved here from Florida, a guy like me, you know that?”
I nodded that I understood and he continued. As he spoke I watched his mouth move and at one point he stopped mid sentence and licked his lips and I found myself staring at his sweet mouth and suddenly winced when I knew he had me . He showed no sign of being aware that thankfully I was staring at his lips and fantasizing, and I let him go on, consciously forcing my gaze from his face back to his flyer so as not to lose myself again.
“There was a girl in my classroom who was also a loner and I found out that she was the photographer for the school newspaper. So one thing led to another and we started hanging out.”
Let’s go I thought as he told me the story…here his amazing looks melt the girl and he fucks the shit out of her and somehow this kid gets caught. But I was very wrong.
“We started sharing pictures and filming things at school and we really enjoyed being together. She really knew a lot about photography and she taught me a lot. One day I took her home to see her camera and her makeshift darkroom. It was cool and all and she really was a much better shot than any of mine will be but when we were there and seeing her pics her brother approached us. “
And then he stopped talking, like he’d run out of story to tell me. I looked up and found myself slowly scanning his body as I listened to him. Crap.
This time his face had a strange expression and he looked straight into my eyes.
“Please continue Jax.” was all I could do and I suddenly realized with horror that I had a terribly stiff neck and that played a big part. Thank goodness I was behind my desk and he couldn’t see it, otherwise it would have been very uncomfortable to say the least.
“Get a grip on yourself for God’s sake” I thought
“Mr. Scollins, sorry to ask, but are you alright ?
I looked at him again and he had a defiant “I know” expression on his face. I didn’t know what to say to him, so I brushed his comment away with my hand.
“I’m just thinking of a lot of cases, Jax.
“Okay we all started hanging out and Chris and I her brother’s name were more closely related because now the hell we’re boys right? Anyway, we realized how much fun we were having together and one night he and I were having a couple of beers that I got from a friend and it just happened…”
I was frozen in my seat as the cocks of this young stud’s sexual antics aroused me until my cock ached in my dress pants. But what I couldn’t understand was what happened? Had he fucked the sister late that night or something even more incredible that night ?
“Okay, what just happened Jax?” I asked and cleared my throat.
“Well Chris and I had sex sir.” he said and looked away embarrassed.
“Okay, I understand, please continue.” I managed to say it in a neutral voice, but my mind envisioned the whole scene. Jaxon Davis naked, his beautiful cock sucked by another gorgeous teen hunk, and Jaxon moans in pleasure as thick squirts of cum spurt out of his sweet cock.
“Sir… Mr. Scrollings? Are you alright, sir?”
I managed to pull myself back into reality in time to see Jaxon looking at me with an odd expression.
“You only got out there for a minute or two, sir, um, are you alright?” he asked sweetly with a genuine note of confused concern in his voice. I felt myself blushing despite trying so hard not to.
“Yeah yeah Jaxon I’m fine, just remembered something to take care of this afternoon, that’s all, my apologies.” I lied when I picked up my coffee to sip again.
“Well sir that’s really all I know. We had a great time together and wanted to meet again, we both agreed. Then the next day I was arrested at school and taken to the police station where he and his Parents were.For goodness sake they had a hidden camera in his room and that’s how they found out He said he took care of me and didn’t regret being with me but they insisted on filing a complaint soooo again … am.”
I let the information sink in and fought to keep my face neutral as I responded.
“Well, Jaxon, we all make mistakes. Does that actually make us a human right? I said, smiling encouragingly at him across my desk.
“That would be really great sir, I mean I know I’ve never been in trouble and I’ve been locked up for over two weeks. I thought I was going to jail, or maybe even jail, but when the judge…just…gave me parole, I felt like, for all you know, I might have life left ? ” he said, half-smiling in an incredibly sweet way. I felt my cock harden again and now it was longing for release.
I stood up and signaled the interview was over, forgetting about the huge boner in my pants and he stood there too, his gaze instantly shifting to the unhidden bulge in my dress pants. He cleared his throat and looked away, embarrassed. I felt myself blushing again and went to my office door, opened it and said goodbye as gracefully as I could, closing the door behind him.
I sat stunned behind my desk, unsure of how long I hadn’t been sure, and then it was Launa who gently knocked on my office door to ask if she could bring me some Chinese from lunchtime. I said thank you and declined because I needed some fresh air and would be going out myself. I went to the men’s room and walked into one of the huge stalls and sat on the toilet finally releasing my stiff cock. I immediately started stroking him and thought of Jaxon on his knees with his beautiful pout wrapped around my cock and slowly, gently sucking on me and loving every minute of it and it took less than half a minute for the cum to burst out of me and I couldn’t help but scream with joy. I came and came and then I sat panting with sweat on my forehead and face while my heart pounded with my evil horniness.
I found a quiet little Italian cafe around the corner and popped in for a slow lunch and a refreshing glass of wine while I found out. I ordered a simple lunch of soup, salad, and breadsticks and ate quietly in my newfound longing for a young man I’d just met in my office. My god I made it hard to think about him! I thought as I finished my meal and sipped on a cinnamon-flavored coffee.
I left the restaurant and went back to my office and into the real world of scammers and suspended sentences, crime and the law. This system that I’ve been a part of and have excelled at so far. Now all the colors seemed to turn from black and white to a shade of gray.
Just as I was about to cross the street and enter my building, I looked across the street and there was Jaxon. He wasn’t wearing his dark leather jacket, but I’d know him anywhere after today. At that moment a bus passed between us and when it passed it was out of sight. Again I found myself stunned like a lovesick teenager on the street corner.
When I returned I found several phone messages on my desk and one of them piqued my interest. Word was just going to Club Pleasures at 10pm Wednesday night and maybe I could see something I would find interesting. The letter had no name or phone number and I asked Shiela about it and she explained that after the message the person just hung up and that it was a woman who called. I returned to my office and tried to work, but my mind was wandering, so I told Shiela I was going to the field to do my laps and close them tomorrow see .
Tuesday came and went without incident and Tuesday night Jan and I went out and had dinner and after that we went back to my apartment to relax and she planned to spend the night. We had slow wonderful sex that night but as she sucked my long cock I imagined it was Jaxon and he couldn’t get enough of my cock. I exploded in her mouth with such force that she even mentioned doing it more often, whatever she was doing to turn me on because she loved cumming me so hard, actually cumming in her mouth. I smiled and lied to her saying that she was the only one who got me excited and that it was her oral skills that made me cum so hard and so hard.
Wednesday slipped by and the usual parole officers would come in to either look into my office or give me their latest excuse as to why they were in trouble and I would give them a break. After work I went home and took a nap because I wanted to be fresh for whatever was in store for me at the Pleasures Club that night at ten o’clock. At ten o’clock I pulled into the dimly lit downtown parking lot and saw the area as I got out of the car. Typically downtown, with a few homeless and drug addicts roaming the streets looking for something they didn’t know what. The air smelled faintly of damp and garbage, and all the buildings seemed filthy in the dim street light. I made sure I had my ID with me, took a deep breath, and headed for the red door at the entrance.
I could hear the music outside as I opened the club door and entered. The room was filled with plumes of smoke, rising like smoke from a hundred fires. The club was packed with people and I only stood in the doorway to adjust my eyes to the darkness.
In the center of the room was a long horseshoe shaped bar where men and a few scattered women chatted and laughed loudly. Not wanting to attract attention, I walked over to one of the seats and to the bar and sat down. The bald guy behind the bar tried unsuccessfully to flash a welcome smile and I ordered Scotch with ice. He nodded and after giving me that once , he walked away and got my drink ready. I pulled out a twenty as he served me and that got a bigger smile from him as he must have realized I wasn’t a complete idiot. Now I had time to choose the place.
The first thing that struck me was that there were a lot more men than women and when I saw the guys kissing and holding hands I knew I was in a gay bar. I continued to scan the place, casually searching the crowd for a face I recognized. My eyes locked face to face as the music continued to fade away, making it difficult for me to think. Suddenly my eyes fell on the face of a man sitting alone at the other end of the bar. He had long blond hair and a mustache and the warning bells immediately went off in my head. His eyes looked straight at me and I forced my eyes to scan the bar as if I didn’t recognize him. A moment later I let my eyes drift back to him and he had a smirk on his face as our eyes met again and then she looked away.
I felt a sense of danger knowing that someone here had recognized me and it couldn’t be good. Was he a parole officer? Or was he someone from the past who slipped my mind among the people I met every day at work? Then the music changed and I noticed that the stage behind the bar led to a curtain guarding some sort of portal in the back wall of the club. Curiosity got the best of me as I wondered what the show was going on at the fun club. I didn’t have to wait more than a minute as a beautiful young man in a skimpy cowboy outfit danced out of the portal where the crowd was gathering at the bar. Immediately the mood in the village changed and there were hoots and shouts as this hottie started circling, sending the crowd into a frenzy. Men went ahead to put money in his thong, which he wore around his leg near his crotch, and he appeared to be fine. He was blonde and wearing a mask, but I could tell he was young, probably just out of high school.
He started to undress as the next song started and before long he was so naked except for a string and a silver cup that barely covered his cock and balls and as he danced I expected them to come loose at any moment . At that moment a new bartender appeared, a beautiful woman and she whispered in the bald guy’s ear and he let her run the bar. The first thing she did was stop by and ask if I had another scotch and I agreed and locked her money while she served the scotch. She smiled and continued to serve the other customers and I glanced at the blond man I recognized but he was gone. A feeling of concern overcame me and I quickly searched the entire club to see if I could find it. I felt better knowing where he was than when he attacked me at a strange club.
I forced myself to relax and focus my attention on the stage where the young blonde boy was finishing his show as his cock had grown since his last dance. The music ended and he allowed a few men to slip money into his thong and one or two let their fingers shamelessly stroke his cock while he bent down to have them whisper in his ear. A noise from the bar ahead startled me and I saw the hot bartender bring me another scotch and ice cream. I nodded and started sipping.
Once again the music changed and the blonde left the stage to accept drinks from his adoring fans. The actor who came next was just as young, even wearing his little mask, and his torso was bare, showing a nice toned chest and cut muscles. Unlike the first boy, this young man didn’t appear to have any tattoos, but I took in my eyes over him, from his dark hair to the suit she was wearing. I suddenly realized that it was a prison uniform with an ID number and was amazed when she started dancing to the somewhat slow music. When the first boy got a rock ‘n’ roll start, this guy wanted to join in and let the lust grow slowly.
I sipped my drink again and felt a warm joy spread through me as I realized that I was fine and that all was right with the world. Why should I deny myself a little dark pleasure in a place like this? I worked damn hard and had to let my hair hang a bit, so to speak. I looked up at the male dancer and then he met me. The dark hair, the pouty full lips and the huge bulge in his prison suit. My god it was Jax and I was watching him striptease in a seedy downtown bar! I finished my scotch and immediately the barmaid was there with another when I looked down to keep my head from swimming. I felt warm and happy but a little dizzy, and I attributed it to realizing I was actually watching my fantasy boy strip.
I felt my cock stiffen in my pants as I went to Jax to put money in his thong, which was larger than the other dancers’.
It’s probably because his nice cock is so much bigger I thought.
He moved his hips in a tantalizing motion that seemed to mesmerize me as my eyes focused on the curve of his thong. I just watched and let my mind wander with the fantasies that came to mind. The barmaid who asked if I wanted another scotch took my eyes off the object of my lust and I nodded with a goofy smile.
“I’d better slow down a bit,” I said to myself as my drink arrived and I got a flirtatious wink from the sexy barmaid. When I looked up at Jax again, he was staring straight at me and standing over me, his hips moving in slow circles as our eyes met. He didn’t smile at me, just looked me in the eyes and then he reached down and ran his fingers over his hard cock and my mouth opened in distress as I quietly uttered the words “Oh my God”. He then smiled and winked at me and slowly removed the rest of his costume, revealing his nice legs and muscular butt.
At that moment the warning bells rang in my head as my head seemed to float as I looked up at him and frantically remembered that I was a parole officer…his parole officer and now I was in a gay bar watching him, how he undressed! I shook my head to continue, but then Jax came to the edge of the stage and bent his knees right in front of me so I could tuck something into his thong. Without thinking, I pulled a fifty dollar bill out of my wallet and slipped it into his thong. My eyes locked on his as he gave me a mischievous smile from behind his mask. Then he took my hand and guided it to his legs and then to his sweet cock. I couldn’t help but fill my hand with his bulge as he moved so slightly that I was stroking his cock and thong .
I was breathing heavily, my mouth hanging open as my own cock exploded in my pants with excitement. Eventually he got up, winked at me, and continued dancing for the other customers, who I noticed were glaring at me for the special attention I’d received from Jax.
And that’s the last thing I remember. I returned to the world of the living as a light pierced by eyes, forcing it to close again. My head hurt terribly and I groaned in pain as I put my hand on my head.
“Hey Chris,” said a voice from somewhere nearby. “How do you feel?”
I forced my eyes open from the pain of the light and there was Jax in street clothes looking down at me with an expression of genuine concern. I closed my eyes again and opened them again to focus. I could only moan at the end as my head swam and I slipped into a warm and soothing darkness.
“Chris…hey Chris” and I felt someone shake me gently and I forced my eyes back open to see Jax sitting next to me with a glass of water in hand. I tried to lick my lips at the sight of the water, but my tongue got stuck in my mouth.
“Here Chris,” he said, lowering the glass to my lips and somehow moving my head to meet it. The cool water felt so good that I cried and my vision cleared a little as the shock of the cold water brought me back to a rather painful consciousness.
“Where am I?” I croaked as I looked into his blue eyes in confusion.
“You’re home with you Chris, I got you home and put you to bed.” and then his hand was on my forehead as if to take my temperature.
“Jax… how the hell… what are you doing here?” I whispered, not sounding grateful for his help at all.
“Well you freaked out at the club last night and got kicked out. I had to stop my set and Giant and I got you in your car and I drove you home. Now sit up because your girlfriend left a message and she might be on her way over here and you look like shit.” he said with a smile.
“She’s coming over here Jax? NO, she can’t come over here now…I need a quick shower.” I said as I tried to sit up. My head did a nice little dance and I fell back onto the pillow with a groan.
“Ok Chris, let’s get up and shower dude.” and then I felt him lift me into a sitting position and place my stockinged feet on the floor.
“Okay, we’ll take you to the bathroom at three, okay?…One…two…three.” and he pulled me to my feet like I was light as a child and he held me as we slowly walked into the hallway and then into the bathroom.
“Jax, you can’t… you can’t…”
“I can’t do what Chris try to help you. Come on buddy I feel responsible because obviously some asshole at the club gave you a Mickey and you lost it. Grubber wanted to call the police but I finished him off and told him you were my bum and you were an ok guy.” he said as he undressed me and turned on the shower. I have a large roman shower with a large padded, tiled shower seat in the back so I can relax and just let the water run over me as I sit and enjoy. I gasped as the hot water hit my body and took my breath away for a moment. Jax led me to the shower seat and I dropped into the hot spray, heavily inhaling all the steam.
“Will you be alright Chris?” he asked, but I didn’t answer because the hot water felt so wonderful.
I felt the hot water run over my head as my thoughts flashed in my head as I tried to get a handle on what was happening. That’s when I felt something stop the flow of the shower and opened my eyes to see Jax standing in front of me, wearing nothing but skimpy underwear.
“I just didn’t want you to fall in here and bang your head on. Does that help you buddy? It hurt him to look into my eyes. I let my gaze wander over his beautiful body and landed on that huge bulge in his underwear.
“Chris, you need to focus on getting your senses back baby, not my cock.” he said as if she were talking to a child. I was instantly angry, but the anger washed out of me with all the hot water as he moved again to hit me full force.
“If I’m in here, I might as well clean up…I mean, I didn’t get a chance last night.” he said, grabbing a bar of soap and starting to lather his body. I watched in silence as I couldn’t believe this handsome guy was showering with me. Slowly, teasingly, he reached down and removed his wet underwear, but held my back and continued lathering himself.
I felt the need as I watched his tight beautiful ass run soapy water down his cheeks. My cock was hard within seconds and I remember whispering his name through the steam. He turned around very slowly, as I somehow knew it in my fantasies, and just looked at me. Of course my eyes were on his and then I dropped them where his big beautiful cock hung with soapy water stroking him.
“You wanted this from the first moment you saw me, didn’t you baby?” he said, but there was no question as he took his cock in his hand and began stroking it slowly, very slowly, right in front of my eyes. His balls were so big and hairless and I felt my breath catch in my throat as he stepped forward and took my hand and stuck his huge cock inside.
“Oh my god,” I heard myself say as I slowly began stroking and stroking his cock. His head dove back into the steaming streams of water and he groaned in pleasure. I was dying to suck his cock to feel his huge hard goodness filling my mouth. But then his hand was on mine again and he stopped me.
“You don’t like jerking off my thick sweet meat Chris. But here is another part of your fantasy come true and he slowly got to his knees and gently took my erect cock into his warm wet mouth. I gasped in pleasure as his mouth washed over me and I just watched this beautiful young god suck my cock and moan like it was in my imagination. I felt myself starting to cum and started moaning as he pulled my cock out of his warm mouth, grabbing the base and squeezing hard, my desire for cum faded in moments and it left me gasping for air.
“Oh no Chris, you can’t come until I tell you.” he said teasingly and let go of my cock. Now he was standing and stepping in front of me and his cock was so big and hard that I took it in my hands and stroked it gently and then put my lips over my head and started sucking it. I had never sucked a man’s cock before, so it took a few minutes for him to come in, but once he started moaning softly, I sucked on everything I had.
“Now suck my sweet balls baby,” and he pulled his cock up to dangle his balls in my face. I kissed her passionately as I was so aroused it hurt and then one by one I took the monsters in my wet mouth and sucked them so passionately that Jaxon moaned in pleasure.
Now I took his long sweet cock back into my mouth as the water splashed down his back and the steam rose and I loved another man’s cock and loved him more than I could ever have dreamed of. I sucked him while he slowly pumped his sweet cock into my mouth and I made love to him so much that I kissed and kissed him while also moaning in ecstasy.
“Now tell me you want my sweet cum in your mouth baby,” he cooed as I sucked his cock
“Jax baby please let me cum in my hot mouth please let me eat your sweet cum baby” I begged without even caring and I started sucking like a demon and he fucked my mouth hard and then he moaned and I felt his hot cock nectar squirt into my wet mouth and I reached down to jerk off my spasmodic cock as we screamed together in incredible pleasure. I slowly got to my knees and continued sucking his sweet cock, swallowing every drop of his cum and moaning in ecstasy again.
Suddenly the shower door jumped open and Jan screamed.
“Oh Jesus Christ, Chris, what the hell!” as she backed away in shock to see me slurping another man’s stiff cock.
I didn’t say a word I just sucked him down and started kissing his cute cock head while he moaned in pleasure and said “oh god baby yes suck it kiss it baby taste the cum in your hot mouth , you bitch.” and when I looked up Jan was still there watching us with a shocked look on his face. And then she turned and was gone, slamming the front door behind her.
Jaxon helped me up and we had a long kiss and they got out of the shower and dried each other off. He led me to the bed where we were both naked and held each other for a while and just talked. My head cleared and I came back as he started kissing me and before I knew it we were sucking each other off again with mad passion.
“Hey Chris, I’ve been a bad boy and broke all the rules… and it’s your job to hurt me .” I looked into his eyes, not knowing what he meant, but he got on his knees and yelled at me at.
“Hurt me you fucker, fuck my ass!”
I got up and moved behind him and shoved my stiff cock up his warm ass and started pumping him, calling his name. It felt so damn good and then he tightened his ass control and somehow let his ass milk my cock and I couldn’t help but explode inside him as I screamed my love for him as I poured sweet cum into his tight shot Asshole. We lay in each other’s arms, exhausted, just talking, and I think I fell asleep.
When I woke up, Jax was gone and there was a note on his pillow. It read:
“I’m glad I was able to fulfill your fantasy, Chris. But I can’t be yours and yours alone, and I think you know that. They’re going to mark me as a model probation officer and reduce my probationary period to three months. I’m leaving town, but you don’t say a word to anyone. You won’t tell anyone and the pictures won’t show up in your office, baby. Excuse me, but I have to move on, too many lovers with me are already here. But Chris, with you it was very personal and very special baby. Dear Jaxon.
PS Don’t look for me or the pics will go straight to your boss’s office. I found the pictures of me under my pillow at the club and knew I was good. The bad guys win again, I said, thinking about him.
PLEASING THE COPS
My legs were shaking. My knees felt weak, my hands were sweaty and clammy. My eyes weren’t focused on anything, they just stared blankly ahead, they should have focused on everything, scanning every person I passed or every car that went by if it was someone I knew and gave me a reason to give up what I did. But I didn’t, instead I stumbled on like a junkie walking towards his fix.
I thought I hit it. Thought I had the craving in my system. Kind of quenched my thirst. It’s been six months since I went to the city’s public restrooms and waited for someone to come along whose cock I could suck. As I said, I was over it, I was sure done with it, my experimentation finally over this time, but over the last few weeks the thoughts have entered my head again, taken over, permeated my waking thoughts and I’m realized I had to do it all over again. I need to feel the shame I enjoy when I let other men use my mouth as a semen container.
I guess I’ve been doing this for almost five years since I was eighteen. I’ve stopped before, this was actually the second longest I’ve ever stopped (I managed to be with this kinky college girl for a full year), but I’ve fallen out of the car now and need to feel the buzz . I need to experience the excitement of entering this creepy cold building and locking myself behind this big door, undressing and waiting to see if it’s my lucky day or not. But what is happiness? Do I just feel the excitement and anticipation of my humiliation, but don’t really have to go through it? Or is it actually taking a cock in my mouth and pleasing it and feeling the intense shame of doing so. I do it to a total stranger, usually an older man, who despises me for having my face fucked. I never made up my mind, maybe today the question will finally be answered. I doubt it though, I’m an addict and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to completely break the habit.
Anyway, with all these thoughts running around in my head, I reached the entrance to the parking lot where the toilet block was. I could hear the blood pounding around my body as I crossed the street, caught a glimpse of the parked cars and… scattered throughout the park. Would someone in them watch my progress and wonder what I was doing? Are you wondering if I’ve been waiting for her? It’s Saturday afternoon and in the distance I can hear children screaming and playing in a nearby park and the sounds of a soccer game in progress. People going about their normal weekend routine. I also go through my old routine. To peek the old stone cubicles to the urinal trough to make sure no one is in yet. Look for someone behind each of the open cabin doors. It’s clear and I sighed in relief and snuck into the first stall, the one on the other side, so there’s only one stall to my left. I slam the old metal bolt home and take a moment to examine my surroundings.
The walls have obviously been painted since I was last here, there is less graffiti than usual which makes the existing even more prominent.
“Last Friday night I sucked an old man in stockings and garter belts”
“CLASS SOUR FUN HERE ON SUNDAY MORNINGS, ANY AGE WELCOME. I LOVE BIG FAT”
“MY ASS AND MOUTH IS YOUR FILLING”
I remember my own days of writing similar things and some of the messages I left, always autographing Nancy Boy myself. I felt so dirty and angry. I shook my head and smiled, all my worries forgotten now, and start undressing and throwing myself in the corner of the cubicle by the cistern. A cold wind blows in from the front door and whistles through the crack under the door to my cabin, instantly turning my pale skin into goosebumps and making my back chill with excitement. It’s nice to be back and I feel like something special is coming today.
I’m quickly naked and the feeling of the cold stone floor on the soles of my feet makes me hum again. I look at my cock and see that I’m totally erect. And I find I’m harder than I’ve been since the last time I did this. Harder than laying down on sexy music videos or kinky celebrity photo shoots or some of those hardcore porn videos that I own. Even harder than my last fuck with a girl (three weeks ago, David, a meaningless fuck I picked up at a club in town at the end of a Saturday night).
I stood up and felt the cold air rush over my agitated body and my hand gripped the clammy length of my six inch cock and as I scanned the walls for more graffiti I began stroking my cock. Outside I heard a car racing by and then slowing down, could that be someone coming in?
My question is answered seconds later when I hear echoing footsteps at the entrance and I stop breathing and stand, my heart in my mouth for a moment. I listened to footsteps moving confidently along the line of doors and assumed it was just a normal guy relieving himself. I let out a deep sigh of relief and disappointment, but just as I was beginning to relax my body, the door in the cubicle next to mine slammed shut, the noise echoing throughout the small building! My heart was beating a hundred times by dozens, and I slowly moved my head to search the gaps at the top and bottom of the cabin wall for any telltale signs of whoever my new neighbor was trying to communicate with me. Of course you could be someone in need of an extensive toilet visit, but I doubt it, not here. As a universal sign that there was a willing mate next door, I started slapping my cock hard on my palm, which was quite loud in the cramped, quiet area. And there it was! A pale hand appeared from deep beneath the stone partition and pointed to the door.
“Open the door.”
The whispered voice that reached me couldn’t have been more conspiratorial. I shuddered all over again and reached out a trembling hand to pull back the metal bolt, which pulled out with a noisy metallic clank. He would surely know that the door was now open. And then I found myself sinking to my bare knees and submissively waiting for whoever would enter.
If my mouth wasn’t open when the door swung open, it certainly was when I looked up and saw a police officer standing in the doorway! God, how must I have looked as I struggled to my feet and tried to cover up my manhood. But there was no humor on his face when he screamed.
“Freeze you little pervert! Don’t flex your muscles, hands against the wall.”
I did as he commanded and flinched when he patted me all over my body, showing no concern as he patted my naked body. I stammered and tried to speak, but he slapped me hard on the bottom and told me to shut up before pulling my arm out of the booth and quickly cuffing my wrists with a pair of stiff handcuffs behind my back. In seconds my world seemed to have collapsed.
He held me face first against the cold wall and when I stayed there he disappeared back off the block and left me alone, which I would have found unusual if I hadn’t thought of other things. But in that moment I imagined what a mess I was in. I thought about visits to the police cells, an appearance in court, the report in the local newspaper, the reaction of my family, co-workers and friends who heard about it. My gelled spiky black hair was pressed flat against the wall and I was sobbing and wishing I had never done that. Then the cop came back on the block brandishing his night stick and with a very odd smile on his face. I slowly turned my head along the wall to look at him, barely finding the courage to meet his gaze. He took off his sunglasses and I stared into his cold blue eyes. He had really short blond hair and was very well built and built; I would imagine he’s very muscular under his uniform.
“Well, well, little boy. Looks like you’re in big trouble, don’t you? I bet you also have a nice looking hot little girlfriend, do n’t know you secretly crave cock don’t you? What is he never mind she doesn’t satisfy you? Are you looking for something more?”
It took me a moment to realize that something was definitely wrong. I hadn’t dealt with the police much in my life, but there was no way they were going to keep me here and talk like that, no way. And then, as he stood next to me, I felt his hand reach down, taking my balls in his hand and squeezing them hard, his hand masterfully grasping my hairy balls and sending shooting sensations through them.
“You know, if you’re good to me, maybe I can make it not so bad for you, know what I mean?”
When he looked at him and heard his slow voice emphasize the word ‘good’, the penny suddenly dropped. We shared a look and both knew we were on the same page. He said what we both thought.
“After all, you came here to suck a cock, why not mine?”
“But we could…”
“No. My partners outside guard the entrance, nobody will disturb us. Of course it’s his turn when I’m satisfied. Come on, it’s up to you to either make us happy or face the legal consequences and embarrassment. Get your head down, bitch!”
There was really only one option and I dropped my gaze from his and sank to my knees. The handcuffs really restrained my arms and I wanted to ask him to take them off but he just silenced me and told me it was “more exciting”. Indeed it would.
He undid his regular black pants and pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was already semi-rigid and only getting bigger. It must have been at least nine inches tall and looked like it was stretching longer and it just looked so thick! Especially so close.
I was intrigued, that’s why I came here (although I hardly imagined it, but undeniably it made the process even more exciting) and I quickly forgot about everything else when it came to me. I unconsciously licked my lips, then leaned forward and opened my mouth in anticipation. In fact, I nearly lost my balance and fell forward trying to adjust to having my arms clasped so tightly behind my back. I wanted to enjoy rolling that huge helmet in my mouth and drool, I wanted that but not what I got as the cop wasted no time thrusting forward and shoved the thing halfway down my throat on the first pass to bang.
The rush of emotions in my head was almost instantaneous, guilt, shame, excitement and then as he quickly began choking me with his massive member, they were ignored as I tried to focus on breathing through my nose . I closed my eyes and savored the taste and the sensations, my erection, which had shrunk pretty quickly when I broke, revived and I even felt it brush against the cold floor as I tried to get up on my knees stay.
“Look at me while you suck me boy! I want to see the whites in your eyes, how you love me.”
My god he was so domineering and aggressive as he stood over me and in his police uniform shouted orders at me, like it or not, I obeyed him. Somehow my mouth managed to adjust to the length of his sticky cock and I felt his pubic hair tickle my nostrils and his big, heavy balls bounce off my chin. His strong hands held my head in place as he relentlessly pounded my submissive mouth. I felt my lips widen as he thundered in and I made a series of involuntary chokes that echoed through the toilet block. His cock bounced off my mouth as he rammed it deeper and he positioned his legs on either side of my kneeling body, pressing his crotch directly onto my face.
The cop started moaning and breathing even harder than before and I watched in horror and fascination as he pinched my nostrils between thumb and forefinger, leaving me breathless while his thick cock blocked my mouth. My eyes widened and looked up to address him, but he was lost in his own ecstasy, his eyes narrowing as he grunted and climbed. Tears welled up in my eyes as his rhythm finally slowed and his cock entered my mouth slower and slower, at least drawing some air into my lungs. That air was quickly followed by a stream of thick, sticky cum that landed in my throat and slid down it satisfactorily. He just kept squirting cum in my mouth.
Still chugging down his husband’s juice, I looked up to see an unhappy expression on my cop’s face.
“You ungrateful little bastard! How dare you drop some of my cum! Come down and lick it up. ”
Wiping his shrinking cock, he grabbed my hair and pulled me towards him, pressing my face to the floor. I was definitely a little apprehensive about my situation and I stuck out my tongue and enthusiastically began licking the semen drops on the floor, ignoring the fact that the urinal trough was only inches from my humility.
“That’s a good little bitch, you finish this and I’ll get Darell, he will yours lily boys love !”
I waited there on the floor and didn’t bother to move from my kneeling position (to be honest I probably would have fallen over trying to get up with my hands tied). It wasn’t long before I heard hard footsteps on the tiled entryway, followed by an imposing shadow falling across the doorway. I looked up and was immediately in awe of the man who entered. He stood in the doorway to the restrooms, filling it almost completely. He must have been about 1.80 m tall with just about the broadest shoulders and chest imaginable. He had his cap in his hand and as he advanced I crouched under the tall black policeman. He rubbed his chin as if deciding something important and as he pulled his hand away he gave me a bright smile.
“So Sarge says you’re a cocksucker, right?”
I nodded sheepishly, humbly in front of him.
“Well, that’s fine, but I like using other holes too, if you know what I’m talking about.”
As he uttered those charged words, he zipped down and unleashed a cock that put even his peers to shame. He must have seen my surprised, envious and worried expression and giggled. “Yep Andy, that goes in your asshole, do you think that fits?”
His laughter suggested he thought it was going to be tight, and as I knelt there and thought about it, the thought of it getting inside me scared the hell out of me. I don’t really like being fucked in the ass, I enjoy the feeling of sucking cock much more and the prospect of the thing penetrating me with the cop’s weight behind it and my useless arms was not encouraging. But it didn’t look like I’d have a say in any case. Then he giggled again in his deep voice and twisted his hardening cock in front of my mouth and intoned.
“You better lick it, let it drool, ’cause where I ram it, you’ll want it!”
As if to emphasize the point, he grabbed his huge cock in his right hand and wiggled it as he approached, finally slapping it across my lips and cheeks in a humiliating manner. The shame and humiliation of being treated like this in this place made my body hum and I slammed my mouth on his cock to catch it. It was like a game for the big cop as he avoided my mouth and laughed as he slapped me with his cock. And then all of a sudden it popped up in my mouth and I started sucking on it like a baby with his pacifier.
I immediately began sucking hard on the smooth black skin, taking it deeper with each suck while attempting to cover it with saliva, sliding my tongue into his pee hole and rolling it under his foreskin. My arms ached now, but I kept sucking like my life depended on it. Soon his cock was a wet, slippery mess as he slammed into my mouth, but too fast he purposely pulled it out of my mouth, telling me to slow down.
“Well done bitch now turn around and show me your white ass!”
I seemed to freeze, caught between what he was saying and trying to talk me out of it, and suddenly doubts swept over me. Darell seemed to see this indecisiveness and nodded to himself and grabbed my hair and roughly yanked me around to face the urinal pan again. I yelped at his hair treatment, but with my arms still behind me there was little I could do and we both knew it. He placed his large, shovel-like hand on the back of my head and pressed it directly onto the cold tiles, so I felt my bottom half straighten and knew instantly that my ass was now completely free and accessible to him. I tensed up and said a silent prayer to whatever God would hear, and then I felt the tip of his penis touch my ass cheeks and slowly soften them a snow plow shared .
Thank god my saliva had covered it, but even with that drooling it was extremely uncomfortable as it slid up to my warped anus and started thrusting inside. I winced and grimaced as he continued perhaps some of my problems were mental rather than actual as I felt a few inches shoot in with his first thrust and while there was a little discomfort there was just as much joy how it filled my ass. It felt very different than the couple of times I’ve had before. Then it was hasty and quick and (if you omit the pun) half-hearted. Now it was slow and deliberate and the sensations that filled me were unlike anything I had experienced before as it slid lower and lower and seemed to grow larger. I arched my body in ecstasy as he ran and squeezed over my prostate.
“Here bitch, bite in here. We don’t want anyone to hear that. ”
I did as I was told, covering my mouth around the hard plastic and seconds later I knew why as he pulled his cock almost completely back and rammed his butt forward with such force I was sure he would cut me in two split! And once he started, he wouldn’t stop, pounding into me with full force and ramming his huge black, thick shaft as far as it could go into my asshole. I thought I would never sit down again in my life. I bit my teeth on the hard object between them and squinted as I listened to the big cop’s grunts and the sound of his big, hairy balls bouncing off my ass cheeks.
It seemed like we were the only two people in the world at that point and there was no doubt who was in control. I certainly wasn’t, because at that moment my face was lying flat on the stained tiles of the toilet, inches from the urinal pan. With each mighty grunt and thrust into me, he pulled me further forward until my head (and especially my nose!) was just above the yellowed, stinging ceramic. I felt so humiliated, humiliated, dirty and depressed but also so damn good. Even more so now that my own cock was straining his skin, desperate for a touch to soothe it. But it wasn’t about pleasing myself, the big cop was just out for his own fun and definitely seemed to be cumming up my tight ass. His thrusts and grunts became more erratic and I assumed he was almost ready to cum. Part of me prayed he would pull out and cum all over my back while another, darker part of me hoped he would cum deep in my stomach. The latter was what came to my eternal shame and joy!
” Uuuuuuuurgggghhhhhh !!!”
That’s about what I heard and then I felt my ass fill up with his warm sticky cum and as he pulled his cock out of my ass I just felt the thick flood lengthen until it was completely removed from me and I felt a drop of his sperm squirts in my ass and drips onto the tiles. I felt so gross at that moment. But I had little chance to enjoy my humiliation as he pulled me back up by my hair and let me clean his limp cock with my mouth, ignoring the fact it was buried deep in my asshole seconds ago. I smelled and tasted awful, covered in his cum and other debris, but I licked and sucked it clean.
“On your feet cocksuckers!” he exclaimed in his most authoritative voice.
I ignored the stiffness in my legs, struggled to my feet and he led me back to the dressing room in my clothes. As I stood there he looked out and called his colleague back in and I saw him walk in with a smug grin on his face. Without a word, he bent down to pick up my bundle of clothes and handed it to the black cop while pulling an indelible black marker from his pocket. I was so surprised that when he penned the word “COCKSUCKER” on my chest and then on my back, I never said anything (I later discovered that he wrote “ASS FOR HIRE” and an arrow at my asshole me Kneeling back in the cubicle and pulling the door shut (but still unlocked) My eyes bulged and my mind twisted as I listened to them exit the restrooms.
“Hey, do you think the costume shop will take back that cum-stained uniform?”
“Yes, of course, but we need to buy new cuffs. Hey, the loser has fifty bucks in his wallet, no problem. ”
My mind was spinning from what I was hearing. I had been used and abused, I was still handcuffed and my arms were useless, my clothes were gone and I was kneeling naked in a public toilet stall with “COCKSUCKER” across my chest and drying cum on my face and ass. I was helpless, I panicked and then…
The door slowly crawled open and YOU stepped in, there was a glint in YOUR eye as you turned to latch the latch and when YOU turned back your cock was out and quickly stiffened. what do you mean to me ??.
I heard about the spot in the park from a guy I met online. He was an elderly white man. Not particularly pretty. Didn’t have a great body. I didn’t have a big dick but I needed a dick and he was the only one who responded to my craigslist ad that day and I went along with it.
We met nearby at eleven so I could check him out before inviting him back over. He walked in and was pretty much as he described himself. We talked and he seemed normal enough so we went back to me.
He came in and immediately undressed. Very eager. Is 6 inch cock was at full attention and throbbing. He sat on my couch, I pulled myself down to my panties, knelt in front of him and started on his cock.
He climbed into the blowjob for almost two minutes. I knew I wanted to be fucked. Even though his cock wasn’t black like I like it and not huge like I like it, I slowed down and told him I wanted him inside me.
I got to my hands and knees, reached back and pulled the string of my purple thong aside and began fingering my ass. Push two fingers in and out. I looked at him. He sat and stroked. His cock slippery with my spit. He knelt behind me and rubbed his cock on my hungry hole before sliding it inside. He wasn’t big, but I loved him anyway. The feeling of a real man using me. Use my fag hole.
Unfortunately, the feeling didn’t last long. Within three minutes I felt his weight on me. He withdrew, exhausted. Sweating and leaning back on the couch. I turned and crawled over to him and took his average sized cock down my throat. I taste my ass on him. Rocked my head up and down sucking out the last of his cum.
He went into the bathroom to clean up and I stayed kneeling on the floor, feeling his cum dripping down my thighs. I picked it up in my fingers and jerked out my tiny pathetic excuse for a cock. Before he came out of the bathroom I shot my load in my palm where his load was, brought it to my mouth and licked it clean.
He got dressed and told me about this place in the woods in a place where apparently gay men meet. He said he’s there a few times a week to suckle from local fags. I didn’t particularly like the idea of kneeling in the dirt, but I love cock, so I thought I might give it a try one day.
This Saturday I went to the park. It was a beautiful day. Warm. The park wasn’t crowded, but there were a lot of people. Familys. Children. As I walked to the entrance of the forest, I felt quite depressed. It’s all these happy people having fun and this is where I hope real men in the woods meet one blow job wait .
I went in maybe fifty yards and looked around. There was a clearing. A big boulder in a corner and nobody around. I was about to leave when I heard footsteps and someone approaching.
He was older. Maybe in his 40s. Hispanic. Overweight with a big belly but not huge. Wearing a polo shirt and jeans.
“You suck?” he said with a heavy accent. I nodded yes and he walked towards me. I looked around nervously. He undid his pants and pulled them down and his underwear. He had a very fat uncut semi-hard cock. He leaned back against the boulder and I knelt in front of him.
I took his cockhead in my mouth and licked it all over. I put my hand on his shaft, pulling back his foreskin and licking all over his head, feeling it swell and hard in my mouth. He was fully hard now and I went to his cock, now hard and about 8 inches long. Low hanging hairy balls. I took it in my hand and deep throated his hard cock. He moaned in pleasure as I choked him and his pubic hair tickled my nose. I swallowed it over and over again, gagging, drooling. Squeeze his balls. My drool dripped out of my mouth and landed on the floor.
Then I heard leaves crunching and someone approached. I took his cock out of my mouth and looked in the direction of the noise, startled it was a cop but it was just another horny guy. Young white guy. Maybe in his 20s. Slim. Athletic. I met his eyes as I put the dripping wet cock back in my mouth. He just stood there. Danger. I felt like a whore.
Sucking a stranger’s cock while another watches. The new guy started rubbing his pants. I motioned for him to get closer with my finger while still deepthroating the Hispanic guy’s cock.
I reached out and rubbed the new guy’s cock through his pants. I let the cock in my mouth, panting and drooling all over myself.
“Are you going to watch or are you going to feed me your cock?”
He looked around, probably just as paranoid as before, but now I was crazy about cock. want more.
He unzipped and pulled out an already hard 7 inch device. Cut. Not fat but not too thin. I swallowed it in one motion while stroking the other cock. Slurping on the new white cock. Switch back to Hispanic.
I paced between the two, stroking one while sucking the other. I felt my eyes water from all the gagging. My drool flows from the corner of my mouth.
The Hispanic cock was deep and I was stroking the white cock as I heard the crunch of leaves again. I pulled my cock out and continued stroking them both as a middle aged white male approached. He looked like one of those family guys playing with his kids that I saw on my way into the woods.
I went back to sucking, assuming he would take his cock out to feed me. He took it out but just watched. I reached out to pet it, but he took a few steps back and continued petting. I shrugged and went back to work.
Another five minutes of gagging and drooling and I felt the Hispanic man begin to throb. I took his head in my mouth and stroked the shaft, still stroking the white cock. The Hispanic male filled my mouth with cum with a grunt. He stepped back, breathing heavily and rapidly. Pulled in and out quickly.
I kept his load in my mouth and picked up the white cock, stroking it fast and hard. He was soon feeding me his load. He leaned against the boulder, sweaty and exhausted. I looked over at the third guy, tilted my head back and opened my mouth wide to show him my load.
He came towards me and rubbed his cock in front of my face. I opened up further as his breathing quickened and he exploded. Some end up in my mouth, but most of them all over my face. He quickly zipped up and almost went out. The younger man watched him with a glazed look in his eyes. I looked up at him, shoved the cum on my cheeks and forehead into my mouth and swallowed every drop.
I looked around to see if anyone else was coming and it was just us. I got up.
“Can you walk again?” I asked.
He walked up to me and shoved his semi-hard cock in my mouth. I took it deep and felt it getting hard. It pumped in and out of my throat for about ten minutes before giving me another load.
He fastened his pants and left.
I go back every few weeks. I rarely get as much cum as I did then, but I always manage to swallow at least one load.
I recently re-entered the single world after my wife left me for another man. I went to all the usual hangouts, met the same people, and did the same things that everyone does when they’re single. After a few months I decided I wanted something different.
Years ago, when I was in high school, a friend introduced me to gay sex. I had spent the night at his house and his parents were fast asleep upstairs. We lay on the floor in his study and watched the usual Cinemax softcore crap. My cock was harder than I could ever remember, perhaps due to the novelty of someone else in the room with me. We laughed at the movie and then he shocked me by leaning in and kissing me.
I was shocked but immediately curious. My sexual experience at this point was minimal…okay, nonexistent. Although I had never considered having sex with a man, it was a chance I would not give up. As he leaned in to kiss me again, I kissed him back. Our tongues danced and his hands quickly made it to my hard cock. I was so horny I almost came on the spot, but he must have felt it because he pulled away.
We took my hand and went upstairs to his bedroom and locked the door behind us. He quickly took me in his arms and kissed me again while his hands caressed my body. He took off my shorts and exposed my body to the night air. He quickly undressed and lowered me onto the bed, taking my cock in his hands again.
First he gently caressed me, slowly bringing me to the brink of orgasm and pulling away. He shifted his body so that we were in a 69 side by side and I saw the first hard cock that wasn’t mine. I tried to do for him what he did for me. I touched and teased his cock, rubbing the entire tip with the precum. He moaned for me to suck it for him, that he wanted so badly in my mouth, so I did. I wasn’t sure what to do, but he knew. His cock pushed in and out of my mouth slowly and gently. At the same time he started sucking my cock.
We were 69 for a while when he walked away from me. I thought I was doing something wrong but he quickly moved back between my legs and started licking my asshole.
I thought I was going to die right there, it felt so hot!
He licked and teased me for a while, making my hole wet and loose. Suddenly I felt him pressing his cock against my asshole trying to get in. I relaxed as best I could and he suddenly made a full penetration.
We lay there for a moment, his cock burying my virgin ass all the way up giving me time to get used to the feeling before slowly withdrawing. He retracted it just before it was free, which made me shudder again. The more he did that, the better it felt for me and the more I wanted him to do it to me. He got faster and faster and I really liked it. I felt his body convulse and he drove my ass one last time. I could feel his cock twitching and twitching and I could feel the moisture of his hot cum filling me.
We lay there for a few minutes, then he rolled over and pulled away. I could feel his cum pouring out of my ass and reached out to feel it. He took my cum covered fingers and lifted them to his mouth to suck them clean. Then he moved back to my ass and sucked out all his cum. His hands stroked my cock and I quickly felt an explosion building. Without stopping, he swallowed my cock and drank every last drop of cum I had to give him.
We lay there for a while really not knowing what to do or say. Finally, as morning approached, he whispered in my ear…
“One more time?”
I nodded my head and turned to kiss him again.
He moved his body over mine, our cocks crunching together. His hard ass felt so good in my hands and I knew I wanted to try it.
I rolled him off me and kissed and licked my way up his body. When I got to his cock, I ran my tongue down the shaft to his tight balls and went right past his hole. My tongue made contact and he jumped for joy. I stretched his legs in the air and really went to town, groping and shoving my tongue up his ass. It wasn’t long before he was begging me to put my cock there.
I teased him by pressing my cock against his ass and then pulling it back. After doing this a few times, when I touched his ass, he reached down and pulled me towards him. Suddenly my cock was deep in his ass. I moaned and loved the tight feeling. He pushed me back and forth giving me a rhythm to follow as I fucked him. He stroked his cock while we fucked and his face was full of horniness and excitement.
It wasn’t long before I felt my cock swell with the onset of an eruption and he knew it because he was pushing me back and pulling me off my cock. He turned and swallowed my cock and exercised it properly.
Just as the first bundle flew, he pulled back and let it splatter all over his face. My cum dripped out of his nose and he loved every second of it. I pushed him down and kissed him deeply, smearing the cum between us as my hands ripped it off. I felt his cock twitch so I went downstairs to do the same for him. I let his cum cover my face and rubbed his cock all over me.
He pulled me up and we kissed, then licked each other clean. I never thought I would love the taste of cum so much but I was hooked.
Finally we went to sleep. I was lying next to him and slowly falling asleep as he leaned forward and whispered something in my ear again.
“Our little secret?”
I nodded sleepily and smiled contentedly to sleep .
I had been helping a friend sell cookbooks for a couple of weeks, giving myself a small commission on each book sold. Also, this was how he was entertained since he had no job and when he sold a book it was a little help for his little vices.
The sale was of course door by door, so you had to enter the buildings and go floor by floor and offer the book, that was Galician-Asturian cuisine.
I went with him for the first week, so I saw how he did it and how I should do it, at least if I wanted to be successful. Part of the city started and as we entered the buildings we went to the top floor and from there we went door to door and went down until we had offered the book to every neighbor.
We used to leave the book one day for them to look at, then we had to come back to pick it up and if we were lucky and they liked the book then we would finish selling it.
There it is, this old beech. I haven’t been here in over a year. But my final memories of that place, like most passionate, life-changing events, are vivid enough to have been yesterday. I can still feel the abrasions that marked my chest for days . They faded over time, but the emotional marks are still fresh and poignant. But we’ll get to that in a moment.
When I first saw it, it was little more than a blur of motion and wheels humming. I read a book, I can’t even remember which one, on a bench across from my book. Every now and then passers-by pulled me out of my thoughts, some nodded gently, others only briefly before walking down the path. I returned the nod, smiled at one or two of the prettier ladies, surveyed shapely legs and butt as I passed, and enjoyed my afternoon in the park. The first time he was just another nameless ghost flitting in and out of my world. I didn’t really see him until the second appearance.
Strange what we notice in people, especially at first glance. Some may say what you notice first, someone says a lot about your personality. I don’t know anything about that. I know my first impression of the mysterious man was his shadow.
I shiver now, remembering the cold, slightly menacing energy that surrounded me. My eyes flickered from my book to the floor to my left. Muscular, bare calves, clean-shaven and full of strength, resulted in even stronger-looking thighs squeezed into Lycra bike shorts. And they were tight. Nothing was left to my imagination what was hidden under these shorts. Sitting somewhere between awe and bewilderment, I took in the bulbous contours of his not-so-private parts.
“Look at me.” The voice shocked me; calm but full of power. And danger. I looked into his eyes and was lost.
Up until this point in my life I had considered myself completely straight. But what this man did to me, just through his eyes, no woman had done before. I had heard countless women say that they could lose themselves in a man’s eyes, and I had lost myself in the eyes of some women. But this was so much more. His eyes held me frozen, desperately trying to look away, but he knew I could n’t. His grin showed me that he knew he had me. He probably knew long before me, to tell you the truth.
“Come on,” he almost whispered again. At first my brain thought it was asking me to come now. And given the closeness of his presence and the daggers in his eyes for a few seconds, I probably would have. But he quickly dispelled that thought.
“Get up now.” I did. He glanced at the book that was still in my hand and marked with a finger where he had interrupted me.
“Leave the literature. You won’t need it.” I silently looked down at the book and threw it on the bench. He pulled down the kickstand on his bike and left it right next to the track. He didn’t even look at me and walked across the street. My own legs pulled me with them of their own accord. My mind had checked it long ago.
As he slipped behind the beech, all but my eyes, my pace quickened to catch up with him. I didn’t want to waste a second without him in my line of sight. He leaned against the tall hardwood, arms crossed across his chest, one leg stretched in a V, his manhood on top. He caught me staring at him again.
“Hm!” My eyes shot up to meet his. A soft giggle broke from his throat. I’m sure I blushed a lot. “You are special, aren’t you?” His smile wasn’t disarming. “You know what’s going to happen, don’t you?” I did not answer. “Of course you do. I’ll fuck you.” The seriousness of that statement almost knocked me out. He laughed again. “I’m afraid you might hurt yourself if you pass out. Why don’t you get on your knees?”
I fell to my knees, panting. My head spun in delirium, drunk on his power. I grabbed his thighs to keep the world from moving and realized I had crossed a line. He looked up at him, his eyes pleading for permission or perhaps absolution for some nameless sin, and he just nodded.
My heart was in my throat as I looked at his crotch again this time. The contours of his cock were clearly defined in the super tight shorts. So close I could see his heart beating with every beat. I brought my lips to a whisper, feeling the heat from him and my skin tingling. I turned my head and gently, so gently, brushed my cheek against him. I heard him inhale and whimpered softly. I closed my eyes, maintained the gentle contact for a few moments, and felt his cock harden against me. I turned to him and gently kissed the shaft just above the head, then ran my finger down the length and over the mushroom head. He hissed as I gently squeezed the bulging flesh and watched it come back fuller. When I scratched his bulging sack with my fingernails, he groaned and put an arm on my shoulder. I looked him in the face
“We’ve lost some of that shyness, haven’t we?” he said. I grinned mischievously and, without warning, gently bit into his swollen erection.
“Hi!” he barked, pushing me back and landing me on my ass. “No teeth.” I pouted at him, which he ignored.
Shaking his head, he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it at me. Like a street kid being thrown a piece of bread, I pushed my shirt down over my face and breathed in his scent. If I was hard before, my erection threatened to burst as I inhaled the intoxicating smell of sweat and sex. God, I had never smelled anything so exciting! i needed more I threw my shirt aside and stood up. I grabbed his wrists and held his arms above his head. He looked me in the eye and raised his eyebrows as if to say, “What now, tough guy?” I was just about to show him what.
I placed my lips on his and tried to take his power, crush him, obliterate him in a searing act of control. He didn’t give up. Anything I gave him, he gave back twice. Our lips smeared each other, tongues pressed and digging into every corner of each other’s mouths. We attacked each other like wolves, vicious, hungry and merciless. Finally I felt him push me away.
“Very easy! You don’t have to be so rude. I’m here. You have me.” At those words, my heart beat faster.
I kissed him, softer this time, feeling the softness of his kiss, the sensual sweep of his tongue against mine. I broke off, kissing and licking his neck, gently nibbling on the tender skin. He craned his head to give me access to every inch of him and sighed as I sucked on his pulse point. And then I did something that up to that point I thought would disgust me. I stuck my nose and mouth in his exposed armpit. The silky smooth hair, only damp with sweat, tickled my nose and lips. The aroma of his body made me tremble and my cock twitched. I licked flesh and hair, trying to get the last bite of the salty-sweet feast in front of me. I had never experienced such happiness.
I ran my tongue across his chest, circling a nipple and sucking on it, causing my friend to make a sound between a moan and a cry. Quite pleased with myself, I gave his other nipple the same attention and care. When they were both rock hard, I pulled away and saw the look of pure bliss on his face. He reached behind my neck and pulled me into a kiss that made my knees go weak. He grabbed my ass and pulled me in, rubbing our rock hard cocks together. He broke the kiss and gently squeezed my shoulders until I knelt in front of him again.
My hands were at his waist as I kissed his hard stomach and dipped my tongue into the hollow of his navel. Looking up through my heavy eyelids, I saw a request like never before.
“Please, I need you…” He didn’t need to finish. I knew what he wanted and I wasn’t sure I wanted it less. I slipped my fingers into either side of his tight shorts and pulled them to his ankles. I gulped at the sight of his cock, angry and erect, pulsing erratically with his heartbeat. I reached out, my fingertips simply brushing his hot skin. At first contact it broke open a little and I backed away. He looked up at him for a signal and nodded. Being bolder this time, I wrapped my fist around him and felt the incredible hardness and suppleness of his erection. I moved my hand up and down the shaft, watching the skin stretch over my head. With a few more puffs, a drop of precum formed on the tip. I leaned forward and took the tip between my lips and sucked it up.
“Oh shit!!” His exclamation was music to my ears. Deciding if it was now or never, I opened my mouth wider and took his entire cock in my mouth. I let it rest just behind my lips, flicking my tongue over the spongy surface and tasting the saltiness. As I began sucking more of him into my mouth, his breathing quickened and became erratic. I reached behind him, grabbed his cheeks and shoved more of him into my hungry mouth. I only had so much of him in my throat before the gagging forced me to pull away. It was obviously enough, given the tremors I could feel in his legs. I pulled him back and brushed my teeth over his sensitive head. I licked the tiny slit with my tongue one last time.
I smiled as I watched his cock glistening with saliva and secretions, his head purple with pent-up lust. There was only one place I had neglected. I grabbed his slippery erection with my fingertips and sucked a heavy ball into my mouth. As I sucked harder and pulled him away from his body, I squeezed his cock and bet the double sensations would drive him wild. I was right. He was panting openly, gasping and shaking with excitement. I let the bullet escape my lips with a snap. I let go of his cock and leaned back, wanting him to take the next step.
“Get up,” he said, voice hoarse with joy. I did, and faster than I could imagine, he took off my shirt and pulled my pants up to my ankles. He kissed me with more passion than ever, his hands running down my bare back and clutching my ass cheeks. As I merged with him, I could feel his slimy cock rubbing against my stomach, almost with mine. He took a few steps away from the tree and led me against it with a strong hand on my back.
“Wrap your arms around it,” he ordered. I did as I said and reached as far as I could around the huge trunk. The smooth bark is cold and just a little rough on my bare skin. It was there, its heat and its weight on my back. I could feel his cock sliding between my cheeks and I squeezed him, making him laugh. “You quickly understand all the tricks.”
His lips were on my neck, hot, wet, and searing my flesh. When he pulled away, I cried softly, feeling the loss. His hand came into view just below my chin.
“Spit.” I obeyed and let a thin strip of saliva drool into his palm. “Again, you need more than that, I suppose.” Again I gave him another jet of spit. What I felt next was indescribable.
“Bend down a little.” I did. One hand on one cheek, he spread me out and smeared my saliva over my anus. My stomach clenched against my warped hole in the cold wet. He massaged the tender flesh with his fingertips, digging just a fraction of his index finger into my tight hole. I could feel my muscles tighten and hold him there.
“Relax, just let go.” I took a deep breath and tried to obey, but when he wiggled his finger inside me, I just seemed to squeeze harder. He stopped moving and I could feel his lips against my ear.
“It gets so much better when you relax. I won’t hurt you; Just let me in .” He licked my earlobe, making me cringe.
I must have been concentrating more on his mouth because the next feeling I felt was all of his fingers circling inside me, feeling the hot, wet muscles of my rectum.
“That’s it, good,” he cooed. “You’re so hot, so tight!” He withdrew his finger too quickly, almost making me yelp at the emptiness I felt. I wanted him back inside me. I didn’t have to wait long.
I felt something fleshy and much thicker than his finger nudge me. I knew immediately what it was. I pulled myself together, afraid of the pain I knew was coming. He licked my ear again, grabbed my hand and placed it over my own raging erection.
“Draw yourself. It will help. I want this to feel good. His words comforted me, the unexpected tenderness made my heart beat faster. I began stroking my cock, letting the warm pleasure flow over me. He placed his hands firmly on my hips and pushed his cock into me with gentle, firm pressure. As his head snapped past the tight ring of muscle, I gasped at the searing pain. He stopped to let me get used to the feeling. When I started fondling myself again, he continued, pushing his ass up my ass inch by inch .
When he was I could only guess that I was half inside, he began pulling himself out and stretching in and out in very small thrusts, slowly building a rhythm that I linked to my own cock. The pain slowly subsided and was replaced by increasing joy. I started panting, exhaling heavily with each thrust, wanting him all the way inside me. When I felt his frizzy pubic hair tickle me, I knew my wish was going to come true. Now he fucked me with devotion. The bark of the tree scraped my bare chest, but the pain only increased my joy. I could hear his thighs touching mine; could feel every inch of his amazing cock plundering me; could smell the thick musk of sex wafting around us. His strong hand grabbed my hair and pressed my face against the tree. I whimpered, cried, almost screamed as his thrust caught me against the unyielding trunk.
“Where?” he growled.
“In…aah! In…me! Come on…oh shit! Come on in my ass!! Please!”
As his orgasm increased, I felt his cock swell, stretch even more, and penetrate even deeper. It burst with a scream, spurting spurt after spurt into me so much I could feel it emanate and run down my thighs. And that was enough. My own liberation made my vision white, my ears buzzing, so that nothing existed but this one glorious moment of pure bliss. My body went limp and he caught me, his cock still hard inside me. His arms wrapped around my body felt warm and secure. He lowered us to the floor and slid his cock out of me. He held me on his lap, rocked me, gently silenced me, and whispered in my ear. I sobbed.
“It’s okay. I got you. Let it go.”
I kept sobbing, wanting to thank him but knowing I had no words to express my feelings. I turned my face to him and let all my emotions flow into a numbing kiss. He returned the kiss gently and caressed my sweaty forehead.
I looked into his eyes. They were tender for the first time. “Thank you,” I whispered.
He smiled. “No thanks. That was really one of the best experiences I’ve had in a while.”
I couldn’t tell him that for me this would surpass any other experience I would ever have. This mysterious man I didn’t know thirty minutes ago changed my life forever. I stroked his hard chest, felt his heartbeat and was satisfied.
I never saw him again. And I haven’t had a moment with a man since. I’ve had a blast with a few different women in the bedroom, but I’ll never forget that afternoon in the park behind the old beech tree.
If you’ve taken the step of enjoying sex with another man, you surely like anal sex, whether it’s getting your cock in someone else’s from behind or getting a good cock up your butt. Well, maybe you just want handjobs or blowjobs, that can be.
What I’ve found in my experience is that no matter what type you are, you’re bound to love having your ass eaten. Some might not like eating another guy, but I don’t know anyone who refuses to stick their tongue between their butt cheeks and have their asshole licked good, it’s one of life’s greatest pleasures.
A few years ago, when I started homosexuality and was still learning, I found myself in a very morbid situation that made me come to this conclusion.
I remember it was summer, I was currently living in Madrid after moving to the capital from another city in Spain. Later my girlfriend came to me, but for a while I was alone.
It was deadly hot that summer. And of course I was out all day. Well, more like every night. I worked a lot during the day and had fun at night. Every night they ended up, either in the straw (most really) or some kind of assisted sex. It was when I really started to enjoy the cocks, many.
The time I’m telling you started out like many others, weekdays, dinner and a drink after dinner and home. At home, half savvy with alcohol, sex session in front of the computer, porn videos, chats, webcams…
That day I met an uncle who was not far from my house, a few blocks away. He was looking for a guy to suck his cock, that’s all. He didn’t touch, he didn’t suck, he didn’t fuck… he just gave cock and milk. The subject was morbid, you came into his house, he received you in the dark without pants, you ate his cock in the hallway without entering his house, it came in your mouth and you were crazy.
It was getting late and I couldn’t find anything nearby, so I got interested.
Me: How’s your dick?
Him: big and fat, you definitely like him. 19 centimeters.
Me: damn cool. I wouldn’t mind eating it.
Him: of course, come over and I’ll give you milk.
Me: and you me, what have you done to me?
He: I already told you that nothing, you come, I’ll give you a cock, I run into your mouth and you go. take it or leave it
Me: yes, I understand, but I’m very hot, I really want to come
He: Well, there’s a straw for you, I won’t touch it.
Me: ok, i jerk off while i suck you, ok?
He: Okay, whatever you want.
Me: another topic, it happens in the mouth, but you can overwhelm me anywhere.
Him: on your face then, I like to see fags like you enjoying milk… and I’m losing much .
Damn, a straight man who wanted a sucker he despised and that big cock… it turned me on a lot.
Me: ok, come on, give me the address and I’ll go. Ah! And wash yourself well so I can eat your cock with relish.
He: Of course I will, what a fag you are. You will have a lot of fun.
I quickly walked without wasting time and went to his house.
I wore a t-shirt, short jeans and sandals. I wasn’t wearing anything under my pants so it touched all my parts and it made me even hornier. Along the way, I wouldn’t stop touching my cock, which was pressing against my pants and feeling the friction of the back seams of my pants against my ass. What a fag he was.
When I arrived, he opened the door a little, stuck his head out, we met and let me in.
There wasn’t much light in his hallway, but I could see that he was completely naked as I walked past him. And his cock was stiff.
Him: Hi, get on your knees and eat it. He whispered in a low voice that it was morning and he didn’t want the neighbors to know.
I said nothing and knelt in front of him without thinking. The situation struck me as very morbid and I let myself go. Damn… what a piece of cock that guy had, it was the biggest thing he had ever seen!
I slowly put his cock in my mouth and opened it wide for him to enter. I swallowed it whole without breathing. The truth is that everything I doubted was seeping into me… and it tasted of glory.
My nose was stuck to the hairs of his pubis with what I was flooded with the smell of freshly cleaned male sex, soap… and that unmistakable scent of cock. i love this smell
I heard the gasp perfectly. I stood still for a second and slowly began to pull my cock out of my mouth, gently pressing my lips against the vein trunk.
The straight man, whose name I didn’t know, sighed with delight.
He: ah, yeah… suck me off.
I came to her cocoon and basked in it, I sucked it like a lollipop, I licked it calmly and enjoyed its first liquids.
He: what a faggot you are! How you like to eat cock.
Me: Yes, your cock is cool, it’s huge.
He: I knew you would like it, keep sucking.
The male was delighted with his dominant position when he spoke to me, biting his lower lip to show the pleasure he was getting from the situation.
I put the cock back in my mouth a little faster and started a shove out with my mouth, grabbing his hairy and hard legs.
I’ve put it in and taken it out several times and I noticed that he was very excited, both from his gasping and the fact that he was already starting to run his hands through my hair… sure what he wants to do later, to keep the rhythm.
Him: Damn man, you can see you’ve got practice sucking this.
He: ah, ah, damn, ah…
I don’t particularly like being fucked in the mouth, I understand the excitement of the one who did it, I like dominating an uncle or aunt by taking the rhythm for a while, but if it’s over the top, the one who sucks gets no physical pleasure, only mental if it gives you that kind of attitude. I’ll do it for a while, but I could do without it.
As I predicted, she placed both hands on my head and increased the pace while holding them.
He: Don’t move gay, I’ll give you what you deserve.
he said between gasps. i have hacer leave .
He picked up the pace, I opened my mouth wide, opened my teeth just in case, and waited. I was excited by his panting and noticed how he got out of control and getting hornier and hornier as the seconds ticked by. I noticed my mouth starting to drool, I couldn’t control it, and I noticed my saliva coming out and running down my chin. I remembered the porn movies where they over-salivate everything, I wondered if it would look the same.
I had my hands free and took the opportunity to climb to her balls. I slowly grabbed them and slid them in my hand to the rhythm I was squeezing, feeling them swollen, hairy, I imagined them full of thick cum, lots of thick cum.
The man winced a little, shouldn’t be expected to touch his balls, and he stopped fucking my mouth, although he didn’t take his cock out.
He: What’s going on? Do you want to suck my balls too?
Me: (takes the cock out of my mouth) yes, you have them fat, very fat.
As he pulled the cock out of my mouth, my saliva clung to his cock, leaving a trail of drool.
He: Damn, I like guys like you… come and eat my fag balls.
He pushed his cock up and pushed my head forward while his other hand brought my mouth to his balls. I buried my face in his shock of hair and licked his fat balls. How rich for God! How wonderful!
I alternated licking with sucking, putting an egg in my mouth and taking it out, sucking and licking it, smelling its hot masculine scent and getting intoxicated.
Him: ah, ah, damn it.
The uncle was panting like a dog, hissing like a bear with excitement and trying not to raise his voice because we were still in the hall of his house.
Couldn’t hear anything around, normal for the time, but it’s true the street could be heard perfectly through the silence and any moans beyond a whisper would be heard by the neighbors if they were awake. She certainly didn’t want her neighbors to know about her penchant for mean men.
I filled myself with balls and started noticing that my cock was no longer fitting in my pants, both because of the joint and the position that I had landed on my knees on my ass, which I was pushing and hurting myself with , he had to let her go.
I pushed him away.
Me: I need to get my cock out, it’s pushing me and I want to jerk off.
He: Okay, but I won’t touch you.
Me: I know, calm down, I’ll do it myself.
I got up and lowered my pants and let go of my cock. He jumped up, full of fluid from the heater, hard as a rock. I took off my shirt and was in balls like him.
I hadn’t stopped looking at him and now I did. I don’t know if I really saw much, but I could see a guy who was taller than me, with a small stomach, but strong and muscular. And his cock, what a cock! It was bigger than mine, not by much, but bigger. It had a large, attractive cocoon, no wonder I loved eating it.
He: Damn, he’s well shod too.
Me: Thanks, don’t you want to try it?
Him: hehe, I already told you that I’m not a fag, I want a jerk like you to me cleans .
Me: You have a good cock yes sir
He: come on, get on your knees, I’ll give you some more cock. I still have a while to give you milk, you have to work on it.
Me: ok i will suck you until you come and give me your cum. I want you to water my face like a little whore.
I teased this “straight” man a lot, it was clear that it turned him on. In previous experiences, he had found that those who only seek where they “drain” are dominant and expect submissive attitudes. The provocations usually get her very excited and I wanted him excited like a dog and emptying his balls all over me.
He: Of course I’ll give you milk. Come on, get on your knees.
Me: Why don’t we go on a sofa or something more comfortable and eat everything my way.
He: mmmmm, we arranged for you to come here and eat it .
Me: Yes, but if I let you have my way, I will surely give you more pleasure. I said that in a sloppy voice, the words slurred… I just had to shake my ass!
Him: Okay, let’s go into the living room and eat it for me. Look, you’re fags.
Me: Yes, we love eating big cocks like yours, macho.
He: Damn, I’ll fuck you until you get tired.
He turned and walked into the house, I followed him and looked at his ass. He had a good ass, muscular, hard, sure he had a very edible asshole… hehe, he wouldn’t let me Adamrcarme for fear of becoming a fag! he he .
The living room was dark with a small lamp on a lighted table, a sofa, a low table in front and the computer on top. There were also a few beers, open.
My cock exploded with excitement, naked in the middle of the living room, meant to please a guy just looking for a mouth to suck. I felt very dirty, used as an object, felt like a pervert and was very, very excited about the situation.
I decided to insist that I felt used like a whore:
Me: did you watch porn on the computer?
Him: Yes, while I was looking for you.
Me: What porn? Between guys?
Him: what’s up!, Hotties fucked by big cocks. I already told you I don’t like fags.
Me: it’s true. Why don’t you put on this porn while I suck you?
He: damn yeah, you look like dirty things you are a Salidorro !
He took the laptop and put it on the couch. He took one of the beers, placed it on the table with the lamp within reach, and sat down.
He spread his legs and showed me his cock staring at the ceiling, very hard and huge, its liquid glistening from my saliva. In his slightly reclined position, his hairy balls were completely exposed for me to eat.
I felt my cock and ass throbbing, I was very excited, very. This would be a celebration for me.
I leaned towards the table in front of the sofa and pushed her aside to follow, kneeling between her legs. I had her sex, glorious before me.
He: come on, stop looking at my cock and suck it.
I guess I had stood still for a long time, wow I hadn’t even noticed.
I advanced a little and put his cock in my mouth. to the floor. I run my tongue across the trunk and feel the cocoon on my bell filling my mouth.
He: whew…
I heard the “colleague” snort and had not my mouth been busy I would have smiled.
I took my hand to his balls and grabbed them and began fingering them calmly as the nipple began to vibrate, noticing my mouth filling with saliva, he let it out and I noticing his cock moving towards his Eggs fell down where he wet my hand.
He was so focused on his cock that I didn’t realize he was drinking the beer until I noticed him move to put it on the table. I heard the sound of the glass against the table and felt it reposition itself as before.
I raised my head and looked at him. I was watching porn on the laptop. It was me jerking him off with one hand and stroking his balls with the other.
On the screen was a young girl eating a man’s cock, with lots of tattoos and a huge cock that barely fit in his mouth.
He didn’t even look at me. The feeling of being a whore increased. God what a pleasure.
I bent down to eat his balls. I pressed my face against her as I licked her with my tongue and inhaled her increasingly adamntuado scent of male sex. I noticed his hairs on my tongue, his balls moving on my lips, my own saliva running down his cock and wetting my cheek.
With the fingers of the hand gripping his pole, I reached his cocoon and played with his frenulum. I heard him huff and sigh. His hand rested on my head:
He: eat my gay balls, well you did very well.
He gasped, he would come soon. No, I wanted it to last longer.
With the pressure on my head, which wasn’t very strong, but it lowered me a little and landed my tongue under her balls, in that area between the balls and the ass.
And I kept licking that skin which is usually softer and the reaction was what I expected, he snorted again and his hand grabbed my hair.
Him: ah, ah, damn it.
I kept licking eagerly, pressing my lips together and sucking a little and hearing her gasp, enjoying it!
Him: Oh, oh.
The position was uncomfortable for me, my neck started to hurt, I had to get more comfortable.
I sat up and stopped touching him.
Me: It’s uncomfortable. If you want me to keep eating everything, we need to change positions.
He: Damn man, now I’m not staying like this, what’s next? You have to keep eating like you did and then I’ll water your face.
Me: ok I hurt my neck because I’m so low I can put my head on the couch and you’re standing in front of me like this.
And I rolled over sitting on the floor and laid my neck on the sofa cushion. The idea came to him immediately. He stood up, put his legs on either side of my body and bent down a bit, put his cock in my mouth, fucked it, put it all the way in and took it all out. The hosgirl, how morbid, wasn’t what I was looking for, but she allowed me to touch my cock with one hand as well.
With the other, I grabbed his ass, which was muscular and hairy. Since I had his ass up, he would eat it…fuck it, see if he could eat it. I started rubbing his ass and he stood up:
Him: Man, you’re getting excited. You won’t fuck me, remember I’m the one giving the dick here.
Me: Yes, I’m sorry, but you have a huge ass. Come lay down on the couch and let me eat it.
The fact that? Come on man, you wanna eat my ass?
Me: yes, you must be horny when I lick and eat you. Haven’t you ever eaten it?
He: no, what’s going on, I’ll take care of it.
Me: You don’t know what you’re missing, it’s for the best.
He: Damn, okay, but no sticking out my tongue or a finger or hosgirls .
Me: Yes, calm down, don’t worry. If you don’t like it, we’ll stop.
And saying that with both hands, I gently pushed him towards me until his ass was on my face. I grabbed her buttocks and pulled them down a bit, she understood and she slowly went down, bending her legs until I had her balls on my nose and her asshole in my mouth.
I slowly started running my tongue down her asshole. I felt the fold of the sphincter on my tongue, hard and impenetrable…to this male it was a clear single exit hole, he doesn’t know what was wrong with him.
And I ate it with desire, tongue sucking lips and he panted, sweated, snorted without moving, holding the position with his powerful legs. It was clear he liked that.
He: ah, hosgirl man, what a bastard! suck further …
I must have been eating his ass for several minutes, with my eyes closed (I couldn’t see anything, only his balls against my face) and I was awash in the pleasure of having that in my mouth, his cock in one hand, giving him one Handjob, and with the other he was calmly stroking mine , if I hit him hard I would cum instantly from the heat I was having .
Him: Man, keep eating, I’m coming, you bastard.
gasping
He: I will cum on your face and fill you with cum.
Me: No, wait, I’m not done yet.
He moved without saying anything, squeezing the base of his cock to maintain the orgasm, it was clear it wasn’t going to be long now.
Me: lean on the sofa, on your knees like that, and I’ll follow to continue eating your ass.
He: but don’t get excited!
Me: Hell no, I’ll do the same to you, but from a different, more comfortable position for both of us. Relax, stop when you tell me.
He: Okay, man, but be careful.
He didn’t trust me, hehe, no wonder when he got up he saw my cock, all hard and stiff and he was afraid I was going to stick him from behind…which I didn’t mind hacer. The guy had a good ass, strong and hairy, round, he wanted to spank and tease and fuck him. But no, it could not be.
He got on his knees on the sofa, I pushed him forward a bit to expose his ass more, which he did slowly, he didn’t seem convinced.
I crouched behind her ass and gently spread it with my hands to expose that rich asshole. I got stuck and stuck my tongue out as far as I could and slowly licked it.
I gasp again as my tongue touches her skin.
I continued to lick slowly, up and down, noticing the wrinkles again and how the man, although he didn’t want to, found himself opening up to my caresses, wanting to be penetrated.
Not wanting to get mad before he put the tip of my tongue down, I grabbed Adamr more and buried my mouth in his ass, which now covered his hole with my lips and allowed me to suck the spot.
more gasping.
He: ah, damn.
I raised my hand to take his cock without looking as my face was buried in his ass and I reached it by following the trail of liquids falling into my hand. I got it. I barely had time to touch him.
He: no man, do n’t touch me , I’m coming .
he said to me in a broken voice. I listened to him, I didn’t touch him.
I pulled back a bit to reposition myself, I was on my knees and something was digging into me, I looked and saw the man holding tight to the sofa cushions… the bastard was very horny, like in his Life.
I continued to leisurely eat his ass, mostly with my tongue, circling his sphincter, licking up and down, squeezing lightly, not much for the good, noticing him hissing and moaning.
He: Shit, man, what a bastard!.
more gasping. I could feel his hot skin on my face, his sphincter moving on my tongue, responding to work, sure a finger or two would get in… but no, he wouldn’t let go.
Eventually he started fucking himself, moving his hips and rubbing his asshole against my mouth and tongue while panting faster and faster. That would be over shortly.
Eventually he moved and I leaned back a little as he grabbed my cock.
I already knew what was coming. He tensed his body and aimed it at my face.
He: I’m coming, I’m coming!
Me: give me milk, come on, squirt on my face.
Him: Yes, I’m going, ah, ah, ah
I closed my eyes and mouth and grabbed my cock to give myself my handjob, the last thing I saw was his hand racing up and down his cock and then I felt the first jet fall on my cheek, hot and strong, and him they followed a lot more, I felt his masculinity all over my face, I noticed several bumps on my nose, forehead, hair, lips… I didn’t count them, I just devoted myself to enjoying and then I have mine Hand Adamleré also to come .
Nothing, a few seconds and I was up there too. His undeniable moans joined mine, muffled with his mouth closed so he wouldn’t fill me with cum. I felt my milk fall into my hand and onto the floor. I came like a besgirl and squirted cum on her carpet.
Me: um, um, um!!
When we were done, he stepped aside.
He: Wait until I give you a piece of paper so you can clean up a bit. Don’t open your eyes that I licked all over your face.
Adam handed me a tissue and I held it to my eyes and wiped them as best I could.
I opened them carefully, I still had some semen on one of my eyelashes, but there seemed no danger of it getting into my eye. He reached out his hand and helped me up.
He: What a fag you are.
Me: of course I do, I like cocks and asses like yours.
He: Damn, what a meal, they’ve never done that to me.
Me: now it usually happens, but what did you like? It’s a pleasure.
Him: Yes, but don’t tell anyone, they’re fags.
Me: Yes, it can be, but you should try it too, even if it’s about an aunt, right?
He: With an aunt, of course, yes, but it happened with an uncle. I just want you to empty me
I had more or less cleaned up, that was already over.
Me: Can you tell me about the bathroom? I finally want to get the milk off my face.
He: of course go to the exit, first on the right.
I found the door, turned on the light and went inside. I looked in the mirror and saw that his face and hair were covered in semen. I smiled. He looked like a gay guy… I could feel my ass shaking. I wouldn’t have minded getting on all fours for him to fuck me. He was still very horny. I wiped the semen off my face with toilet paper and washed it with soap.
I would pull my hair out in the shower at home while jerking off or shoving something up my ass, that’s what I wanted most right now.
When I saw that he was already more or less decent, I decided it was time to go.
I went to the entrance to get my clothes, everything was there.
Him: If you want more milk another day, give me a touch, I always have full balls.
Me: of course I do, and if you want we can fuck too, I think the cock goes in my ass.
He: damn, what a fag. Of course I do, I’ll give you cock whenever you want.
I got dressed while we talked and said goodbye.
I went out into the street and thought about what had happened. In short, he had sucked his cock some time ago, eaten his ass and got cum on a straight guy’s face some time ago. My face was sticky despite washing it and I sure had semen stains in my hair… my cock was waking up again, I was going to get hard in nowhere and my ass was calling for war. I was determined that I would take a shower to wash myself well and I would masturbate with something up my ass .
I was awoken from a deep sleep by my wife Violet as my heavy eyes tried to pull me into reality.
“What what?” i behaved it _ made .
My wife stopped poking around and said, “Someone’s banging on the door.”
I looked at the clock, the only light in the pitch-black bedroom.
“It’s 2:30 am,” I hissed angrily.
“See who it is, but don’t let them in if we don’t know them,” she stammered nervously. “I don’t like that; that’s not right.”
“Okay, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”
I walked slowly to the front door and turned on the porch light. Peering through the small window on my front door, I saw a man and woman standing silently. The man was pale. He was about six feet tall, slim and looked to be in his early thirties – about my age. He was wearing a dark button-down shirt and dark pants. His black eyes seemed to burn through my soul. The woman was shorter, about 5’7″, with a sexy, shapely body. She couldn’t have been more than 19 or 20. Her long golden blonde hair looked dark against her unnaturally fair skin. She was wearing a sheer silk negligee and obviously no bra. The fact that her eyes were tightly shut made me even more nervous about the situation.
The mysterious man said, “Open the door.”
I was about to threaten to call the police but found myself unlocking the door. My body was working against its will, but my mind couldn’t fight it.
My wife came up to me and blurted out in a startled voice, “What are you doing? Who are these people?”
I wanted to speak but I couldn’t. Sensing the danger, Violet began to sob in fear as the strangers entered our home. The man stood behind me and put his hands on my shoulders, almost like a father. I could not move. But oddly enough, my mind seemed peaceful. Against all logic, I wasn’t afraid of these people; rather, I welcomed them there and was willing to let them do as they pleased.
The young woman slowly approached my wife. Violet backed away from the woman toward the bedroom, screaming in terror. My mind was peaceful. Whatever magic these dark figures cast on me was not shared with her.
A cold breath tickled my ear as the man leaned forward to whisper, “Watch your fantasies come true.”
The blonde woman stepped out of her silk dress to reveal two full, perfect breasts with pink nipples and a beautifully shaved pussy. My wife’s footsteps ended as she leaned against the wall. Her tears and sobs intensified as the naked woman effortlessly tore off Violet’s shirt, revealing her smooth skin and small but firm breasts. The mysterious woman touched my wife’s breasts and leaned forward as if to kiss them.
“Look and be happy,” the cold voice cooed in my ear. I was shocked to find my cock was rock hard and pressing against my shorts despite the horrific scene unfolding before my eyes.
Instead of kissing her, the wife bit my wife’s neck. I could hear faint sucking sounds as a single streak of blood ran down Violet’s shoulder. My wife began to calm down as the woman moaned with delight at her party. After drinking my wife’s blood for about a minute, the wife led Violet to the bed. Violet looked lost, paralyzed. Her eyes glazed over as her skin turned a little pale. The wife put Violet on the bed and took off my wife’s panties. Violet was now completely naked as I watched the woman squeeze between my wife’s legs. The woman stroked Violet’s shaved pussy and parted her pink lips as if to show me. However, it showed the strange man. The woman grinned and began sucking my wife’s pussy fervently. Her mouth swallowed Violet’s clit, I could tell that woman. s tongue was all the way in. Violet began to moan in ecstasy as she seemed to awaken from a trance caused by the woman’s bite.
“I know how much you long to see your wife make love to another woman, but that’s not your true fantasy,” said the cold voice in my ear. “We both know what you really crave.” Still frozen, I felt the man’s hand brush my shorts. He came closer to me and I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass.
The mysterious man was right. I had dreamed of touching and tasting another man many times before, but I was too scared to ever try. I came close once, but I was annoyed. My wife, who’s a bit conservative, would probably have left me if I’d admitted that to her, so I’ve always kept that secret to myself. But the nervousness I felt before was gone. All my inhibitions were gone and I wanted this weird, spooky man more than anything in the world. I had to taste him and even more I had to drink his sperm.
The man led me to the other side of the king bed. My wife continued to moan in pleasure as the woman worked on her pussy. The man sat in front of me and I could feel some control returning to my body. I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. They were stiff at first but seemed to soften as my tongue slipped into his mouth. My tongue explored his and I could feel two unusually long and sharp teeth slowly growing as our kiss grew hotter. I pulled back and knelt in front of him. As I began to unbuckle his belt, I could feel his hips inches closer to me as he invited me into what was about to happen. I unbuttoned his pants and breathed heavily as his stiff, beautiful cock stood in front of me.
“Yes that’s it. Do what you always wanted,” the man’s voice whispered to me.
I approached his cock. I had never been with a man, but I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I teased his penis with the tip of my tongue, drawing lines up and down the shaft. The man threw his head back in ecstasy, letting out a guttural moan as I explored his manhood. A small drop of precum collected at the tip of his cock and I twirled my tongue around it and took it into my mouth, desperately trying its juice. After a few minutes of exploration, I opened my mouth slightly and slowly let in his nine inch shaft. I gagged slightly at first but quickly became comfortable. I just allowed his cock to fuck my lips and o-ring to keep teasing. But I had to try and I couldn’t take it any longer. I collapsed my mouth around his cock and my tongue started rubbing his shaft. The man moaned loudly in pleasure as I worked him as hard as I could. I bathed his cock completely with my mouth and often swallowed it frantically cancel .
After several minutes of deep cock sucking, I felt him fucking my mouth. I knew what was going to happen and almost begged for it. I pulled part of his cock out of my mouth and used my tongue and lips to work the tip of his penis while my hand stroked the base. I worked so passionately that the sounds of my sucking mouth filled the room.
Suddenly the man roared like an animal and his perineum burst. I felt the first jet of his hot cum hit my throat. The second and third bursts filled my cheeks and I started swallowing his load like I was dying of thirst. His cock squirted more sperm into my mouth and I swallowed it all greedily. I continued sucking his cock after he stopped cumming, but the man pushed me away and I fell to the ground in a heap of pure sexual ecstasy and exhaustion. My cock ached with pleasure and I needed one sweetness redemption .
The man got up and buckled his pants. He pulled me up by my arm and laid me on the bed. I looked over at the lesbian scene next to me and saw that the women had swapped positions. While my wife was lying on her back in the same position, the woman was now straddling Violet’s face. Violet licked and sucked the woman’s pussy with great enthusiasm. Being with another woman was something my wife had vowed never to do, but it seemed like the mysterious woman’s powers had overcome Violet’s inhibitions.
I felt my shorts being pulled down. The man had freed my cock and stood up, longing to be relieved. The man bent over me and took my entire length in his mouth and sucked on it intentionally. I’ve never had such a blowjob. No woman could ever come close to replicating what I felt. He knew exactly where to tease me and how to maximize the feeling. I looked down and saw a head of dark hair dangling up and down my tool. I couldn’t last long. I wanted to warn him that I would be there shortly, but I couldn’t speak. The feeling of pure joy paralyzed me. When he sensed I was about to ejaculate, the man pulled away from my cock. He looked at me with those piercing black eyes and stroked me at a fast pace. Just as I was beginning to fire my load, he grabbed my neck and bit down hard. He stroked my cock perfectly in rhythm with the erupting waves of cum. It seemed like every slam down forced me to cum harder and shoot farther than ever. Streams of semen painted my chest and his hands. As I continued to cum for an unnaturally long time, I felt him sucking on my throat. It didn’t hurt at all. In fact, I believe my unnaturally powerful orgasm was caused by his bite.
He pulled away from my neck. My blood trickled to the corners of his mouth as he licked my cum off his hand, almost like a dessert. I looked over at my wife and my wife and they masturbated with a bloody kiss. It seemed like the wife allowed my wife to feast on her neck and Violet was hers now.
The man held out his cum-soaked hand and said, “Come with us and know these joys for eternity.”
I took his hand.
