Two teen skaters caressing each other and sucking each other\'s rock hard cocks

Forbidden Fruit

I was twenty-eight when I first met James. Not Jim but James. He was 33 years and a beautiful man dark wavy hair deep blue eyes and strong chiselled features. Sort of a GQ model type.



I on the other hand was thin silver-haired (as I had been since I was seventeen) and very unsure of my self in the ways of the world. I had only had a few dates with girls while growing up and most had been virtual disasters. As I grew older the situation didn t improve since I felt more and more isolated from the opposite sex.



I am an accountant by training and at that time worked for a large corporation in my home city. I never seemed to have the interest or nerve to strike out into the larger more exciting world.



It was our fiscal year end and James came into our offices as the team leader from the CA firm doing our audit they planned for a minimum two weeks of work and perhaps longer since the business was very complex. Since I was the senior accountant I would be working closely with James on a daily basis. As he entered my office on that first day my breath felt like it had completely left my body – he was gorgeous! As we shook hands he smiled a charming grin at me and made sure that I had his first name right (I had called him Jim in the introduction).



The audit proceeded pretty well without problems for the first week while James familiarized himself with our business. Since we had three subsidiaries in other provinces I knew there would be some travel involved for the auditors but was astounded when James walked into my office on day eight of the audit to inform me that the president had authorized he and I to do a road tour of the various plants. I with my extensive experience within the company was the logical choice I suppose but it still caught me off guard. James dropped a folder of tickets on my desk and told me in the great tenor voice of his that we were scheduled to depart the next day at 11:00 am. He would pick me up and drive me to the airport.



Both the drive the next morning was a little awkward since I was intrigued and not a little attracted to James. However we managed to fill the flight time with somewhat banal conversion.



At our first destination we took a cab to the airport and checked in. As I was unpacking my bags – we would be there for three days – I heard a tapping on the door to the adjoining suite. I opened the door to see a grinning James asking me if I was ready to head out for an early dinner since we had an early morning the next day. After the initial shock that he was that close I said Sure – just give me a few moments to get changed.



After changing from my business suit into a pair of casual slacks and a soft velour shirt for comfort as well as warmth I knocked on the door to tell James I would meet him downstairs ion the lobby in five minutes. He opened the door wearing only one of the hotels fluffy white bath sheets having just finished his shower. He invited me in to wait in



his room until he got dressed. As he walked back into the bathroom he dropped the towel on the floor. His butt was toned and firm and set my imagination soaring – did he do that on purpose or was he just so comfortable in himself that he didn t even give it a second thought? I seemed to slip into somewhat of a trance until James returned to the suite s living room where I was waiting and We left together for dinner at a great Italian restaurant James was familiar with guess with all his traveling he soon learned where the good food was to be had.



We finished off three bottles of Chianti with our dinner and I feeling more than a little buzzed. I didn t see how we were going to get anything done tomorrow at the plant. However James didn t seem the least bit worried.



We headed back to the hotel (mostly with James helping me and laughing at the silliest jokes all the way). When we took the elevator to our floor we went to James door rather than mine and as we entered I could see my bags and clothes hung in his closet. When I looked over at James he just smiled and said I took the liberty and a large tip to the bellhop to move your things. We must be fiscally responsible mustn t we? He obviously knew that I was attracted to him since he took my face in his hands and kissed me ever so gently on the lips. Without even thinking about it my own hands wrapped around him and I pulled him against me. I could feel his hardening cock rubbing against mine and I moaned softly as I returned his kisses which grew in intensity quickly.



I still don t know to this day how we ended up naked on his king-sized bed or how we had assumed a 69 position but it was to be. The feel of his hard cock – I think about 8 long and a nice handful compared to my slim 7 ½ – sliding between my lips as he sucked me in deeply was mind blowing (no pun intended). I laved the head of his cock and tasted my first pre cum! What had I been waiting for all my years?? It was intense and loving all at the same time.



My cock slipped out of James mouth long enough for him to moisten his fingers which then slipped effortlessly into my ass. As he continued to suck me his finger (first one then two and finally three were fucking me where I had only dreamed possible.) James then pulled away from me and asked me in a husky voice to lie on my back and pull my legs up to my chest. He then bent down and I felt his hot tongue – the one that had shortly before invaded my mouth in a fervent kiss – start to rim my puckered anal ring until he could push hard enough to slide his tongue past my opening and into my ass. It felt like he was buried to the hilt as I pushed back against his tongue moaning Oh God ...please fuck me! Don t stop!



James pulled out and while smiling while he looked deep into my eyes lifted my legs over his shoulder. I could feel his cock head pressing against me and I wanted him inside me so badly I pressed back against him while relaxing my muscles. Suddenly the head of his cock slipped inside me and the first wave of pain struck me. This wasn t the way I thought it would be! James just stopped pressing into me and told me to relax until I was ready. As I nodded he slid another inch or so into me and taking his time was soon



buried all the way inside me. The silkiness of the hard cock inside me as I squeezed with my strong anal muscles was unbelievable.



I begged him to fuck me all the way and harder but he took his time wanting me to derive all the pleasure out of this my first experience. Soon he acquiesced and started to pull almost all the way out and then drive deep to the bottom. Since my legs were over his shoulders I was able to meet him on each downward stroke and pull him ever deeper into me.



Suddenly I felt him expand inside me and I cried out Cum inside me Please! Oh God I am going to cummmmmmmmmm . James let lose with a huge load of sweet thick cum deep inside me so much so that it leaked out around the seal on his still hard cock onto the bed sheets.



For the rest of that road tour we stayed together in the same room and continued our adventures every ight.



Needless to say we received a clean bill of financial health from the auditors that year – the best ever!

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

Wrestling Buddies

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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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



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

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



I said Hell no!



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



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



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



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



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



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

Three college roommates sucking cocks, a-bucking and fucking doggystyle outdoors

The First

Suck me.



What? I wasn t sure I d heard him correctly.



Suck me. Suck my cock.



My head buzzed for a brief moment until I realized what he was asking of me.



I...I don t know. I mean I ve never...geez. I don t know.



He gripped his stiffening dick outlining it in the faded to nearly white Levis. From where I stood I could see the triangular shape of the head framed in his fingertips. He squeezed himself gently fingers pulsing regularly as a heartbeat waiting for my decision.



My own pecker twitched in anticipation yet still I hesitated. I spoke the truth in telling him I d never done this. Countless chat room sessions engaged me in the act any number of times before including with him but so far only as fantasy. Now the moment lay before me.



We d met only an hour before in the sports bar at the hotel. Online he d said he d never done this either but in the bar he admitted to a few trysts like this one. He d said he knew I wouldn t have met him if I d known how many guys had sucked his cock. He was probably right.



My cold feet had nearly won the day. I almost didn t go in to bar at all. Once I had and after we talked a while he suggested that the public atmosphere in the bar wasn t a good place for continuing this discussion. He purchased two beers to go which we figured to share in the room he d already booked while we talked a bit more.



Hindsight knows I sealed the decision when I agreed to go up to the room with him.



As he looked at me looking at the bulge in his pants he began unbuckling his belt. Slowly. Almost too slowly. I watched and anticipated part of me wanting to run to the door part of me realizing it was now or likely never. The belt buckle slid away. The top of his boxer briefs appeared in the gap.



Take off your clothes he said almost without emotion. His hand stayed on his own cock hiding it from my view but obviously growing under his fingers.



How far? I asked.



Everything.



I grinned sheepishly knowing I looked stupid when I did. But my hands responded unthinkingly to his request. First my fleece vest then my t-shirt. I stood bare-chested slightly self-conscious of my not-so-perfectly-firm chest and thick patch of hair that stretches from my collarbone down to my pubes.



Are you getting naked too? I asked.



No. Not yet.



A deep breath and my hands started taking down my own pants. I wasn t thinking clearly. What am I doing here? Why was I doing this? Why couldn t I stop myself?



My jeans fell to my ankles. I stepped out of them. Only my boxers stood between my cock and full exposure.



Everything he said again without emotion though sounding a bit impatient.



Slowly nervously almost shyly I pulled my boxers down. My cock hung there raging with sensitivity but hanging just a tad thicker than fully flaccid. I was hesitant to touch it for fear of ejaculating right then and there.



I m nervous I shrugged flipping my limp dick around in my hand hoping he wasn t disappointed.



It happens. Almost every first timer is like you.



I stood there naked and exposed before this near stranger. His hand continued to squeeze his dick in a slow steady rhythm. He took a step toward me and reached out for my cock. He grabbed it a tad roughly I thought. He squeezed me in one hand. I felt his middle finger search under my balls for the crack of my ass. Instinctively I squatted slightly letting him reach farther up there. He rubbed me for just a moment before slowly tracing his way back up my shaft. I felt myself harden with his hand pressing my cock against my stomach.



Are you ready? he asked.



OK I whispered.



My stomach fluttered on the verge of illness and exhilaration. My head buzzed. My peripheral vision closed in until all I saw was his clothed body in front of me. He pulled on my hips pressing his body into mine. I felt my naked cock pressing against the hidden bulge of his hard-on. I leaned into him knowing what I was going to do when we released the space between us. His hands rubbed my hips and ass and I found myself grinding my cock into him rather than the other way round.



You are ready aren t you?



I think so I whispered.



Then do it.



OK.



We separated by only a couple inches. My hand slid inside the waistband of his shorts and found his cock. Velvety smooth. Rigid and bone-like. The heat emanating from the smooth firm skin contained inside his shorts surprised me. He pulled in a long breath. My fingers wrapped around his cock barely fitting all the way around.



I leaned my head against his shoulder and looked down. In the shadows of his shorts I saw his pale cock inside my fist. A dark cluster of wiry hair pressed into my knuckles. I leaned against him and pulled his cock up and out.



It s so hot I muttered. And so hard.



Your hand feels good. Take your time.



I did. While he encouraged his jeans and boxers to the floor I explored the long hard cylinder of skin and muscle: Gripping the shaft and squeezing it slowly as he d done moments before Sliding my fist up and down sensing the muscled ridges underneath the smooth fleshy covering Running my thumb across the spongy cock head pressing gently on the pee-hole and noticing the dampness emanating from within.



My own cock swelled to full as I explored his. The urge to release was overwhelming but I didn t. I couldn t. It took near all of my internal mental concentration to hold back. I pulled the ripe sensitive head of my own dick away from his body to prevent an incidental touch that would force the eruption.



You want it now don t you? he stated more than asked.



Nothing I could say now would alter this course. I dropped to my knees hands sliding down his hips. His rigid shaft danced in front of my face. I smelled the musk the sweat the masculine aroma I recognized from myself. So different from a woman yet not unpleasant. Maybe even more sexual. Animal-esque.



He gripped the base of his shaft and pointed his dick at my mouth. I opened my mouth and he pressed his way into me. No subtle licking and foreplay as I d anticipated in my fantasies. His cock filled me suddenly and swiftly driving deep to the back of my mouth. I gagged and pulled him out immediately apologizing for doing such.



I m sorry. It s so big. Give me a moment I asked of him.



Take your time he said. We ve got time.



With that I fisted his cock and pulled him back into my mouth. I had to open wide to get his thickness in. I was conscious of my teeth trying hard to spread wide enough so that that his soft flesh wouldn t catch on the edges of my teeth.



Slowly I rocked forward then back. Rocking on my knees my whole body swaying in and out feeling the boney rod slide easily in my mouth.



Yes he muttered softly. Just like that.



I was pleased. Pleased that so far he enjoyed it that I was doing it correctly. As the rocking rhythm settled in I began using my hand to squeeze the base of his shaft. He too began to move following the retreat of my mouth never letting me separate fully from his cock. His cock head alone seemed to fill the space inside of my cheeks. I wanted to think I could feel it swell gently each time I held it on my tongue. It would sit there only briefly before he would push himself into the back of my mouth.



It felt natural. Organic almost. A comforting sense that there was absolutely nothing wrong with what we were doing because it felt so right. Emotionally the sense of taboo or fear of discovery faded. It would not re-appear until much later.



I moved my hands to his hips then wrapped them around his waist until I held his taut ass cheeks in my hands. From this position I was able to guide his motions to control his movements a bit more. In and out of me he went not all the way to his balls He was too long to fit everything into me.



He watched from above his eyes following the face engulfing his cock. I looked up now and then knowing guys love it when they see a woman enjoying this moment as much as they are. He never took his eyes off of me. A bit self-conscious - or was it shame or was I teasing - I couldn t maintain the eye contact.



I caught myself moaning with each deep stroke of his cock. How long had I grunted these low guttural sounds. It seemed my brain was only now returning from somewhere else. It was only now that I became again aware of the room of my abject nakedness of the pressure of my knees in the carpet of the sensations in my own dick which pointed skyward between my thighs. I noticed too that his pants were still clustered around his ankles that one of his hands held his shirt just above his navel preventing it from falling in my face.



I dared to touch my own cock just below the pink head. It jumped and I shuddered. A slow ooze of sticky fluid poured from the head. I wasn t cumming but flowing. Silky juices dripped from the buzzing tip of my pecker. Never never before had I elicited juices as I was now. I didn t dare dream of stroking myself knowing that if I did I d be jerking and bucking with my own orgasm long before my friend was ready.



Am I doing ok? I asked. Does it feel good? I wanted to know. I wanted more feedback than the slow rocking of his hips.



So good yes. You learn quickly.



His hand found the back of my head. Gentle pressure on my scalp moved him even deeper into my mouth. He would hold me there his cock barely touching the curve at the back of my throat. My nose was close now to his dark curls. With each deep stroke I squeezed his ass cheeks and wriggled my mouth around his cock.



Cum for me I heard myself say on the next upstroke. Cum for me I requested.



Oh I will he assured me. You re going to get it all. You re fast becoming a very good cocksucker aren t you?



I want you to feel good. I found myself using the line my wife uses when I sometimes take too long to cum: What can I do?



Lay down on the bed. He didn t so much as ask as tell me. Ready for a change of position I complied. Standing giving his cock a quick stroke and him a quick teasing grin I laid across the garishly-colored nylon quilt. It was cold on my back. My cock slick with oozing pre-cum slapped down across my belly.



He moved on to the bed on his knees crawling up beside me. Lifting a leg up and over my chest he straddled my shoulders. His balls hung down on my lips. I answered his unspoken request and smeared my tongue across the wrinkled bag. I sucked hungrily on the loose skin until I located one of the hidden nuggets and pulled it between my lips.



The smell of his genitals was powerful from this angle. The dark sweetness of his anus the sweat of his nuts the anticipatory trickle of fluid on the tip of his shaft. I licked up underneath him my tongue crossing the line between his testicles and ass briefly. He shivered then rocked forward again pointing the swelling head to my face.



This time he took control of his cock and pressed it between my lips. I opened my mouth and let him fuck my face transforming myself into an open willing vessel for his rigid cock. He began pumping himself into me. He balanced his hands on the pillows behind my head and pushed himself in and out. My lips surrounded his cock trying to provide a soft wet deep warm hole for his cock.



He grunted and moaned with each stroke. I felt him become more insistent on the down thrusts pushing deeper. My hands found their way inside the t-shirt he still wore pressing into the bare chest and thumbing the taut nipples. Many of his strokes found their way to the hilt. From this angle I was truly able to deep throat his entire manhood though if he d lingered long in those depths I would ve gagged. His pubic hairs nestled on my lips as he fell against me.



My upper body pinned to the bed by his humping hips I dared now to touch myself. My cock had softened slightly though my excitement was surely full. I was slippery with my own juices that now covered my half-stiff dick. I stroked myself the upper half of my cock flopping in my fist.



I need to cum he moaned. I couldn t reply full as my throat was with his dick. God I need to cum.



He pumped more insistently seemingly on the edge of something. I anticipated waited for the eruption that wasn t quite ready to come. I knew this feeling all too well of a blow job performed oh so well but unable to crest the wave to orgasm.



What can I do? I managed to spit out between strokes.



I don t know he replied. It feels so good. You re so good. I m so close.



What do you want? I ll do it. Anything.



Anything?



Did I just say that? Did I understand what that one word implied? I sucked his cock deeper into my mouth and closed my eyes. Once again the room closed in around me leaving my circle of awareness centered just his cock in my mouth. And then his cock was gone.



I barely felt the pressure of his body shift from my shoulders to my thighs. His hand rubbed my cock. At first I thought he was trying to stroke me but he would rub his palm on my wet dick then rub it over his own cock. He was lubricating his long shaft with my own slippery fluids.



I began to cum. In his palms over his fingers on to my chest and belly. Though my cock lay flaccid in his hands semen poured from me in thick heavy spurts. He squeezed me milking my cum into his hands then slathering the creamy white juices on his cock. He even took some on his finger tips and spread it across my asshole.



I didn t stop him. I felt the hard point of his cock press against my virgin hole. I felt his cock bend as his first attempt to enter me met stiff resistance. I felt him lift my legs up off the bed and then his fingertips as they led the tip of his cock to my asshole. And then he was inside me.



A pop and a burning flash. I think I cried out but not really from pain. It was the sensation of something being where it never should have been. Heat. Deep heat tunneling it s way into me. I felt the cum-covered shaft glide in touching my guts my intestines my stomach and whatever other places that never experienced the outside world.



You re so fucking tight I heard him say as if we were in a hollow tunnel.



My hands gripped the base of the headboard as he pressed ever deeper. He fucked me. He fucked my ass like it was a pussy holding my legs up against his shoulders. My eyes were closed. My cock flopped back and forth across my cum-sticky stomach. His long steel hard shaft slid effortlessly in my dark tunnel.



So this is what being fucked feels like I heard a voice somewhere in my head remark. I concentrated on feeling the muscled rings of his cock gliding past the muscled rings of my sphincter. Each push pressed the tip of his cock against a wall not painfully though. The smell of sweat of cum of men was strong.



With a grunt he pushed all the way in. His pubic bone was pressed hard between my cheeks and lifted my lower back off the bed. His body pulsed. A tectonic wave rolled from his stomach to his hips then transferred the wave inside me. I felt the swell of his cock around the ring of my asshole. Then a warmth spread deep within me. The first shot came almost without sensation other than the oozing warm syrup in my depths.



I certainly felt the next ones throughout me though as his body jerked and pulsed as he pulled back almost to the hilt before slamming his cock back to its ultimate depths and exploding inside me. I felt cum hit my inner walls. I felt it coating the dark tunnel making it even easier for him to fuck me. Though I know it was the fluids mostly my ass felt as if it opened up finally to let him slide in and out with ease.



The involuntary thrusting inside me slowed and eased and with a pop he was out rolling down next to me on the bed my arm resting under his head. He breathed heavily the satisfied heavy breathing that I ve known after sex with the wife.



Moments later his cum began flowing through the stretched pucker of my ass painting I m sure a river of white in the crack. My butthole felt like it was breathing opening and closing as it worked its way back to its original diameter pushing before it droplets of his cream.



Jesus he muttered. I wasn t planning on going all the way. At least not this quickly.



It s ok I answered. I was too turned on to stop you. I don t think I could ve stopped you. I m glad you came.



You did too he grinned.



Yeah I guess I did.



With that he stood up and recovered his shorts and jeans from the floor. He closed the bathroom door and I heard the water run in the sink and then a long slowly trickling pee. He emerged from the bathroom fully dressed with me still lying naked on the bed my ass now beginning to feel a bit sore and abused.



You have my email if you ever want to meet again he said.



You re going. It was more an acknowledgement than a question.



I gotta get home. Christmas concert at the kids school tonight.



He reached into his jacket pocket as he slipped it on and tossed a plastic key card on the desk.



Here s the key if you re going to stay longer. It s all paid for so don t worry about checking out.



See you next time I hope. I think you re going to be good at this.



And he was gone. I fell asleep still naked atop the wet bedspread waking a couple hours later with an incredible need to shit. The shit didn t come but I had enough energy to shower and even stroke myself off one more time before I headed home for the night.

Fine Big Dicked Brother

Curiosity

This began simple enough but turned into a total fucked up mess with me in the middle and center of attention. Having been married a long time it s easy to become very definitive in your lifestyle. For years my wife would always bug me about tasting my own cum or dining on a cream pie. Weather she blew me and fed it to me or eat her out after I came in her pussy didn t make any difference to her she just wanted to see me eat my cum. With a very emphatic SORRY I don t go there statement I have stood my ground for years but my resolve began to erode.



My wife and I jokingly refer to this time period as the time that I started getting in touch with my feminine side. As time passed my curiosity peaked and I began looking on the internet at gay sites with more than a passing interest and as I became more educated I became infatuated with fantasy. I started going to adult book stores that had glory hole booths but I never tried anything or stepped beyond my comfort zone weather I was in the store area or in the booths. Mostly because I was very nervous and scared that I might be seen or that one of my friends would find out about my curiosity so everything I did was very discrete and almost a cloak and dagger style behavior.



As I became more determined to satisfy my curiosity I started looking more brazenly at people and things in these stores and I managed to see some pretty amazing things especially in the booths while looking through those holes.



As for me I m told I m a very attractive man and much younger in appearance than my chronological age. I m 6 3 and weigh 225 pounds with an athletic build blond hair and blue eyes. So my visits to the stores always met with lots of attention and numerous winks or proposals that were off the chart for me.



I grew up very heterosexual and was the consummate jock and never veered in the gay direction or had any inclination to go there. I was always respectful with guys that buttered their bread on the other side but was very physical with any guy that crossed my line.



The reason I was so nervous about being discovered and the reason I just couldn t be found in a compromising position is because I m a fireman in a pretty large city and my face is pretty well known so to me the results of being discovered would have been disastrous.



On one fateful day the inevitable happened. I was in a booth watching a gay movie and as I had become so accustomed too had my pants and shorts around my ankles and my shirt off sitting there nearly naked jacking off and glancing at the movie while looking through the magic hole. The booth next to mine had a guy in it and he was masturbating what appeared to be a very large cock. As I looked from the movie to the glory hole he started sticking his cock through the hole so my nose and cheek came in contact with my very first cock. I jerked back but sat mesmerized as I watched it fill the hole up and protrude into my space. I my mind said don t touch it but watching it throb and being so close and feeling the heat got me very really hot.



This cock looked like mine but was so different and mesmerizing and I just kept getting closer watching in amazement as it bobbed up and down with every beat of his heart and how the cut hood was colored such a brilliant purple and the veins bulging. The soft yet coarse curly hair surrounding the base of his cock and the large balls in the taught sack hanging over the edge of the hole was more than I could take.



I leaned in closer to watch the string of pre-cum hanging from the hole at the tip as it swirled lazily with every throbbing moment.



In a trance like state I watched my hand reach out and slowly grasp the cock around the shaft while the other hand reached up and picked the swinging pre-cum out of the air.



It was like an out of body experience and I couldn t control myself. I began to masturbate this cock that was about three inches from my face and feeling for the first time in my life the smooth and creamy texture of pre-cum that wasn t mine.



Looking back at this event I m telling you I had no control of my body I was on auto pilot and destiny was going to prevail today. Not knowing anything but wanton lust for this strange cock that was in my hand I opened my lips and partially inserted the cock head into my mouth and slowly circled his engorged head with my tongue. I darted the tip of my tongue into the piss hole and tasted the pre-cum right from its factory.



The sight and taste of this cock the thoughts of what I was doing and the sounds of the TV in the booth were more than I could take.



I could feel my balls tighten and the impending feeling of a joyous orgasm about to erupt from my very own neglected cock. I took my mouth off this cock head and looked down just as my untouched cock began to shoot large gobs of cum into the air further than I can ever remember. It felt like scalding drops of wax on my chin neck and chest as it landed and dribbled down my stomach.



I was so immersed in the feelings I was experiencing that I didn t notice the change in breathing or hear the moans that were escaping from the other end of the throbbing cock sticking through the wall that was being masturbated by my hand.



The soft velvety cock I was rubbing began pulsing and spewing its hot milk into the side of my face. Not immediately realizing what was happening in my trance like state I turned to see what was going on and got the full force of the second spurt right into my partially open mouth. My mind and body froze and I just stared as the third and forth shots hit me square in the mouth as I slowly rubbed this softening cock. When my senses returned to me I noticed for the first time that I was massaging his ball sack with one hand and his soft wet glistening cock with my other hand as it dribbled spent cum from its hole.



I released his cock and balls from my grip he pulled them back and it was then I noticed the sweet yet pungent taste of cum in my mouth and on my lips and in a stupor I just swallowed and licked my lips like I was sucking on candy.



As I regained my senses I began to realize my situation. Here I was in a peep show booth with a glory hole almost naked and my spent cock hanging between my legs with cum on my chest and neck and feeling it drip down around my cock and balls. I had a strange mans pungent scent of sex on my hands with his cum in my hair on the side of my head inside my mouth and dripping onto my chin.



I was staring into the empty dark hole wondering what I had just done and why I didn t feel like throwing up or something. The feelings started to run through me and I was elated and angry happy and sad satisfied and yet disturbed. I began to feel the familiar stirring in my cock and realized that I was mostly content and satisfied like I have never been before.



As I sat there physically and emotionally drained I heard the door to the next booth close and I realized I didn t hear the other guy leave and wondered how long the events of my changed life had taken.



I heard tokens drop into the video machine so leaned back to relax and catch my breath assuming he would be occupied for a while. As I laid my head back against the wall and closed my eyes basking being naked in this strange place I began slowly rubbing my awakening cock.



I heard some strange rustling sounds and rolled my head to the left and as I opened my eyes I saw a firm cut cock looking at me with its large swollen head leaking a drop of pre cum. A million emotions ran through my body and I was just absolutely confused so I did what any red blooded guy would do in that situation I reached out and grabbed the protruding cock and immediately sucked it into my mouth. I was aware of what I was doing now and it was exactly what I had fantasized about for a long time.



I was in complete control of my senses this time and I knew that this was going to be a very memorable blow job.



It wasn t a large cock but very nice sized and the soft feeling of skin in my mouth was exciting. I could feel all the veins on the shaft with my tongue and how the soft hood of that cock felt as it rubbed on the roof of my mouth. I began trying to get as much of it in my mouth as possible and started to gag. The hair around his cock and the odor was pleasant and the feeling of his balls in my hand as I manipulated them between my fingers was exciting.



As this cock in my mouth was becoming more aroused I became confused because I didn t know what I wanted to do when he came. I wanted to taste it but I wasn t sure if I wanted to swallow it or spit it out or just take him to the edge in my mouth and finish him off with my hands while I watched it shoot. He helped me with my decision because I could feel his ball sack start to tighten up and his cock got harder and his breathing began to quicken and he pushed further into the hole and froze in place. I knew he was going to shoot any second so I just shoved his cock into my mouth as far as it would go. I felt my gag reflex push this foreign object out and I was not going to be denied so I just pushed harder and it seemed to slip past my gag reflex just as he started to shoot down my throat.



I can t describe the feelings of crossing a bridge that I knew I wasn t capable of crossing and how it felt for the first time in my life to have a cock in my mouth shooting its cum and me swallowing it. I was gagging and my eyes were watering but I stayed on the cock sucking it and enjoying the feeling it gave me as it softened and slipped from my mouth and back through the hole.



I sat back in my booth again I was aware of some of his cum dripping from my lips and how I felt like a depraved nymphomaniac after sucking two cocks for my first gay sexual experience and thought how I must look.



I began to smile and as I looked towards the hole I noticed the guy looking back at me and my stomach did flips at the realization of my impending doom.



The face looking back at me the face of the cock I just sucked and swallowed all of it s cum was the face of a guy I work with. I knew that Dan was a bi-sexual guy and I also remembered that at the firehouse he bragged all the time about his sexual trysts and his conquests in vivid detail.



My life as I knew it was about to change and I knew this was going to get really ugly.



I began to feel sick to my stomach as I heard him leave his booth and knocked on my door telling me to open it. Feeling completly defeated I just opened the door and let him in.



Chapter two of many is coming.

Stud With Long Cock

Crossing the Line

I d been curious for a while. A long while actually. For years now I ve wondered what it would be like. I ve surfed Literotica sometimes for group sex stories with a gay component sometimes for outright gay stories. From time to time I ve downloaded gay sample videos and watched one man take another man s cock into his mouth or his ass and wrapped my hand around my own cock wondering what it would be like to feel it to taste it to touch it... to feel it penetrate me and to use my own cock to penetrate another man.



But I d left it a fantasy something I might try one day and indulged in my male-to-male fantasies on occasion.



Tonight everything changed.



With three instant messaging programs on my computer MSN Yahoo and ICQ I m approachable from cyberspace in a number of ways. Only ICQ though ever produces any out of the blue messages most of them spam.



Tonight the message on ICQ was different. I popped open the program to see a message waiting for me. What virus infested website is some computer trying to send me to tonight? I wondered as I clicked on it.



Gay or bi? If so care to have some fun?



My stomach exploded. Huh??? I checked the details... and there it was. He lived in my town. This wasn t spam. This was a real internet come-on from a flesh and blood gay man who lived in my city. All I had to type was Bi... and I d love to and I could be trying out what I ve been fantasizing about for years I could be feeling another man s cock in my hand while he wrapped his around mine... I could taste another man s lips while I rubbed oozing precum around the head of his cock.



The message hung in the air on my screen. What to say? What to say?



No thank you but good luck.



Click and away it went.



He came back with a very polite Ok sorry to bother you goodnight ... and that was it.



I closed the message and moved my mouse back up to ICQ to delete this uninvited man from my messenger.



And I stopped. My stomach curdled and I paused.



Images of all those fantasies all those stories pictures and videos I d ever indulged in flashed through my mind. My cock was getting hard.



I wanted it. I didn t want it.



But I did.



My hand dragged the mouse back to ICQ and Dan s name. Almost on its own it double clicked and Dan s message popped back up again waiting for my reply.



The cursor flashed under Gay or bi? If so care to have some fun? . I stared at it. My hands resting on the keyboard my stomach tightening. And I typed...



Dan you messaged me earlier. I m not gay or bi but I am curious.



And I stopped. Staring at the message my hand moved to the mouse and rested over the Send button.



To click or not to click? I was torn... so many scenerios filled my mind. Is this guy legit? Is it someone I know playing a gag on me to see what I d say? The number on the ICQ profile was low so it was an ancient profile. He d been using the program for a while.



What to do what to do...



Click .



I hit send.



Whether I meant to or my finger twitched I can t say. But it was gone. I d just replied to a gay man looking for a man to play with and I d told him I was curious. Admitted to a man that I could conceivably meet and not some anonymous Literotica chat partner that I was curious about what it would be like to be with a man.



My mouth was dry as I waited staring at the ICQ window.



Would he reply? Had I blown it? Had my earlier refusal cost me this chance--



The little yellow message icon flashed with his name.



My stomach exploded again like the first time he messaged me. I clicked on the message.



:) Curious about what John?



I couldn t help but laugh. He was going to make me say it.



I paused. My hands on the keyboard.... what to type? Something clever? Sexy? Nasty?



I m curious about what it s like to be with a man Dan.



My hand hovered over Send ... my god this was ripping my stomach to shreds. But I sent.



After a long minute his reply came back. How long have you been curious?



A long time... I typed back and hit Send . It was getting easier and easier to respond... though my stomach still fluttered.



He quickly replied: Since you messaged me back I can gather you re ready to satisfy that curiosity?



Was I? The thoughts sprang to mind again of everything I d seen and fantasized about. Yes. I typed and paused over the Send key.



I hit it.



And I waited. It seemed like an eternity with two voices arguing in my head. One shouting Dude you don t have to do this... just tell him your roommate was messing with him and that ll be that .... and the other... the louder voice saying Do it... try it... go for it...



Would you like to meet? his reply came back.



Before I could stop myself I d typed Yes. and had the mouse over the button again. I knew this was it... and I sent it.



I could pick you up was his reply.



Danger! Red flag! It didn t take a genius to know this could be major trouble. I knew that. My stomach flipped again. I should tell him we could meet at a coffee shop somewhere brightly lit lots of people just a couple guys having coffee where we d sit in some excruciatingly painful growing tension of how long do we sit here before we finally go do what you re aching to try? .



But... I replied Yes.



Where? he replied.



I stopped. Where indeed. I didn t want to give him my address though it hardly mattered since he could have looked it up from the details I put in my ICQ profile. There s a hotel near my place on the corner of Third and White Street. Do you know it?



Yes :D was his reply.



Okay. I ll meet you there... when? I asked... what sort of timetable was he on? God knows whenever it was I both wanted it never to come and to come right now!



I can be there in ten he replied.



My God so soon was the only thing I could think but Yes. was my reply.



Okay wait for me there. You have your picture in your messages so I ll know what you ll look like.



What about you? I messaged back but it was too late. He was offline. And on his way.



I have never showered so quickly. In seven minutes I was getting dressed. In nine minutes I was out the door sucking down a couple breath strips. By ten minutes I was within sight of the hotel parking lot.



Every step of the way part of my mind kept telling me that I could turn back go home forget about this. But at the same time I knew I couldn t turn back... the fact that I replied to him meant something. Meant I was curious... wanted to know. Had to know.



And when I saw a blue sedan pull up in the parking lot not parking straight but over two spots I knew I was about to know. Whoever was doing that park job wasn t planning on staying long. And then he got out of the car.



I felt my stomach tighten. He was good looking... very handsome actually. Was he sexy? Yesterday even earlier today I would have struggled to say that I didn t rate guys that way. But I let myself tonight... I let myself look at this man in a way I d never looked before. I let my eyes roam over him as he stood next to the car under the street lamp from his feet up his legs I gazed at that spot where they met under tight black jeans and let my mind construct what I knew lay beyond.



Finally I reached him. He licked his lips and smiled. Those lips... I let myself see them in a way I d never seen a man s lips before... and as my stomach tightened I knew... I wanted to taste them. I wanted to feel those lips against mine.



At the same time I wanted to get out of there... head home and go back to fantasizing about lips like those... where it s safe.



Hi John he said extending his hand.



Contact.



No turning back from this now. No heading home and jerking off to two men pleasuring each other on the internet. This was real... and I was committed.



Hi Dan was all I could muster. He could tell I was nervous... hell I m sure the blush I broke into saying his name must have glowed red in the night. I took his hand.



Oh my god... what a handshake. His fingers wrapped around mine and again like so many times tonight my stomach jumped. And he didn t let go. No instead he took his other hand and placed it over mine. And I didn t try to let go either. I just stood there smiling staring into his eyes feeling his hands engulfing mine.



Finally he let go. And I was disappointed. I didn t want him to.



You okay? he asked with a smile. I nodded. You sure about this?



I paused... took a deep breath. Was I sure? Was I ready to cross that line from fantasy into reality?



Yes.



He smiled and walked around to the other car door holding it open for me. Come on.



I walked past him and paused at the door looking at him.



You can turn back if you re not ready he said with a smile. He licked his lips again and stared into my eyes. This was it. Another one of those now or never moments.



I got in the car.



He closed the door and walked around to his side while I stood there. Buckle up he said with a smile as he started the car. There are laws about seatbelts you know he said with a laugh. I couldn t help but laugh too. I d forgotten all about my seatbelt. Nearly thirty years of society s training to wear a seatbelt and I d completely forgotten it. Well I guess it wasn t the only one of society s lessons I was forgetting about tonight.



He pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road. The silence and tension were palpable. Finally he broke them. So you ve never been with a man? Ever?



I shook my head. He smiled as he drove.



I remember my first time too... couple years back. I was soooo scared... was I ready to cross that line? Was I gay? Was I bisexual? Would I not want women anymore? Fuck my head was a jumble for years. he laughed taking a drink of water. There was a second bottle by the stick shift I assumed it was for me. Help yourself.



And I did. My mouth was so dry I really couldn t even think of what to say. My stomach was tight and part of me wanted to tell him to stop the car and the other part wanted him to just hurry up and get to where we were going.



And finally I took the plunge. And man I haven t regretted it for a minute. He pulled the car off the main road onto a side road and very quickly pulled into a darkened parking lot overlooking the lake. It was massive and there was one car parked in the blackness by the trees. He kept driving to another secluded spot at the edge of the trees pulling the car to a halt and shutting the engine.



I could only chuckle to myself. I d come here before. With a girl. Seemed a lifetime ago.



Been here before? he asked with a laugh. I nodded and turned to look at him. He was sitting with one arm up over the back of the seat staring at me. Don t worry no one ever bugs the people in the cars up here.



I know I whispered taking a drink of water.



He smiled and reached his other hand up to touch my face. I gasped as I trailed his fingertips along my cheek and down my neck.



Relax he whispered and leaned in slowly. I thought he was leaning in for a kiss and suddenly I didn t know what to do. So I just froze and he gently pressed his lips against my neck.



Oh my god. They were so soft and warm and wet.



He kissed me. On my neck. Slowly at first chaste kisses with his lips. I felt the heat and wetness of his breath on my skin. I couldn t help but moan and I actually closed my eyes and opened my neck to him.



That must have been some sort of signal cause it was then that I felt his tongue joining his lips on my neck. Kissing gently licking... his hot breath rolling over my wet flesh. It felt so good. He kissed licked and gently sucked on my skin his hand coming up to caress my cheek again. I felt myself nuzzling his hand moaning gently.



His kisses slowly moved higher. Up to my jawline. I heard and felt every wet smack on my flesh. What was I to do? Was I to turn my head and kiss him? Just enjoy this? Before I could do anything he made the decision for me.



He kept kissing this time back along my jaw... up my cheek a bit... until I felt his hot wet breath in my ear. He was breathing heavy. When he smacked his lips together I felt it and my belly flipped. His wet lips suckled my earlobe and his tongue circled the entire ear and I heard and felt his breathing and the wetness of his tongue. Oh that tongue. I wanted it.



John? he whispered softly in my ear pulling me out of the daze I d been slipping into.



Uh huh? I gasped.



I m not going to push you he whispered his wet lips gently kissing my ear and his tongue probing into it. He kissed my ear again and whispered but what happens next is up to you. When you want to kiss me... he planted his mouth on my ear again.



Oh I wanted to. I don t think I ve ever wanted a kiss more in my life. I turned to him and leaned in. I felt his breath on my lips before his touched mine.



And then they did touch. His wet lips slid across mine gently. It was electric. Soft hot wet slippery... his lips were all those things and more and they were pressed against mine as his hand cupped my cheek. I felt his tongue graze my lips and I wanted it. So bad I wanted it. My tongue slipped past my lips and past his sliding against his tongue.



My god I was in heaven. His stubble scratched at my chin as our lips and tongues slid against each other our breath mingling and the sweat starting to mist out of our skin. I slithered my tongue into his mouth exploring it. It felt like my first kiss ever.



He pulled back and looked me in the eyes. Do you want to get in the back seat?



I stared at him and gave him the only answer that came to mind.



I nodded Yes ...



To be continued...

Nasty and naughty, they both know how to get the top of pleasures from each other. First it all starts with tasty blowjob done for each othe...

A Great Game

The following is based on true events.



I am a local college student in Pittsburgh Pa. I grew up in Maryland about 20 minutes north of Annapolis and recently had a vacation. I went home and only had a week. My dad is a big football fan unlike me and while I was there he asked if I wanted to go to a game. I like to spend time with him so I jumped at the chance. It was only a pre-season game but I still had a good time.



When at sporting events or coming out of the movies I always make it a point to use the urinal so I can sneak a peek at the other men. Well at the foot ball game I was using it and it was the middle of the third quarter and it was empty. I was extremely surprised because I have never seen a stadium bathroom empty. Come to think of it the stadium itself was pretty empty as well and that was suprising too because it was a really good game. Anyway this black man walks up to a urinal and I hold my breath as I hear his zipper. All of a sudden there it is. The biggest dick I have ever seen. It had to be . . . about six or seven inches long and 1 Ð’Ð… inches wide. The best part he was still soft. I was mesmerized. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. Not only was this man hung like a horse he was an adonis. No not an adonis a god. He had to be a good 6 4 compared to my 6 1 and the best body that I had ever seen at least of what I saw through his loose shirt. His head was shaved bald as most black men are and had a gold loop earing in his left ear.



Not expecting anything to happen I zipped up and started to leave when all I hear is him say Where are you going?



I turn around thinking I was just hearing things but he was stroking his dick still facing the urinal. He turned his head slowly and flashed the whitest grin. He looked almost devilish.



What? I said in an innocent voice.



You heard me. I saw you. Salivating over my cock like the white bitch you are. Come here.



With that he grabbed me by the neck and started pulling me toward the stall. At this point I was scared shitless. I thought he was going to rape me or something. He pulled me in and started to grab my dick through my pants. And although it felt great I pushed his hand away because he made me feel minuscule compared to him. I am a mere 6 Ð’Ð… inches and only 1 inch thick.



Uh-uh I m calling the shots. and with that I felt his hands on the back of my neck pulling me toward him.



Our lips met and I melted. I am quite cute but just a little chubby so I don t get every guy that I want. I wrapped my hands around his neck and we shared the most passionate kiss I have ever had. Well sort of. It would have been the most passionate kiss if I hadn t tasted the beer on his breath. I continued to kiss him as I unbuttoned his shirt. I was right. He did have the best body. I know you are loving this aren t you.



I couldn t even speak. I just stared opened mouth and nodded. He pulled me back for a quick kiss before he started to push me down. I unbuckled his belt undid the button and pulled his pants to the floor. I find it quite sexy for a man to have his cock hanging out of his boxers so I left them on for a moment. I brought my hands up to feel the girth of his cock and oh my god was it heavy That s not what you re here for. he said and with that he sat on the back of the toilet and had me sit on the front so I could just turn around if we heard anyone. When we were situated he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled it toward his dick. I was so close that I could feel the heat. I started with the tip which was leaking precum already. I had never tasted anything so amazing in my life. As I licked the tip of his cock it twitched with excitement. I swirled my tongue just spreading the precum around the swollen throbbing head. I continued to lick down the shaft playfully nibbling the whole way down his cock. His hand was on the back of my head and even though I had total control to do what I wanted I felt as though I was in some kind of a trance.



That s right suck that cock bitch. Come on get more in your mouth. He increased the pressure on my neck and started forcing my mouth further onto his cock.



You have to slow down. I haven t done this very much.



Shut up. I m sure you re a fast learner. Just relax your throat.



I tried and he was right. I relaxed my throat and just kept thinking that this feels natural and it worked. His cock which had grown to be about 11 inches and 2 inches wide slide right down my throat. Right at that moment someone walked in it scared the shit out of me. I thought for sure we were caught. I quietly turned around and dropped my pants so that if someone looked in they would think it was just me. Well that guy left and another person walked in. I thought that we were never going to be able to finish. The whole time that I was sitting there I was stroking his cock over my shoulder and sucking on his fingers. It was almost as good as his cock sliding down my throat. The other man left and I stood up and bent over to pick up my pants. When I bent over I got the shock of a lifetime. He slid one of his saliva-covered fingers right up my ass. I couldn t do anything but gasp. His fingers like his cock were huge. My knees almost buckled from the feeling. I don t know if it was pleasure pain or a combination of the two. What I did know was that I didn t want him to stop. In and out. He kept this up for about a minute and then he inserted another finger. GASP. It was amazing.



Back up a little. He removed his fingers and I took two baby steps back and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. I had backed right up to the head of his cock. It s just like giving head. Just relax and let it happen. He grabbed my hips and just pulled back. He must have stretched me out good because it popped right in. With one hand on my hip and the other on my shoulder he began to pull me off and then pull my back. He would pull so that about half of his cock was in and then pull my back hard. I was loving it. I felt that if anyone touched my dick that it would just explode so I didn t. I began to moan and felt my dick rupture. I had to cum at least five or six good shots and while I was cumming my ass was just clamping down on his cock. I had his shit in a head lock and I was not letting go. He knew it too. With about three or four more strokes I felt it. He had shot his load. Lucky for me he was wearing a condom. I hadn t even thought about that. He didn t take his cock out until he was soft. It came out with a plop and I suddently felt very sad. There was a depressing emptiness and I hated it. He turned me around and kissed me while he felt my ass. His fingers expertly found my hole again and he continued to finger me while we kissed. He brought his fingers into the kiss and we both sucked on them until they were clean enough to perform surgery with.



Oh shit I have to go! and with that I pup on my pants and bolted.



Where have you been? my dad asked.



The lines were terrible! He didn t know it but I was smiling on the inside.

Three ebony stallions test the tightness of queer whitey’s ass

Fucking Matron!

Fucking matron was the national sport at our public school (that’s “private school” for Yanks). It was a rite of passage without which no future Australian captain of industry could hope to attain a Dick Grasso-esque remuneration package.



But final year frolics came first. We d reached 18 and were ready to rock and roll. We were wizards of wanking . . . masters of mutual masturbation . . . pederasts catamites rammers and stuffers and cocksuckers. We were circle jerkers and choo choo train engineers monkey spankers and jerk jockeys . . . and that was just with the local farm animals. The average time to erection—averaged across the student body—was mere nanoseconds (although they hadn’t actually invented nanoseconds in those times). At any given time dozens of us had boners rubbing the bottoms of our ancient schooldesks which we alleged had been brought out on the first prison ships as gratings for the flogging of convicts. We averred that on Royal Navy victual ling lists they had been described as “grating the flogging of convicts for man’s one”.



We hollowed out squashes squeezed Australian hot dogs up our rectums used butter lard baby oil (tastes awful) sunflower oil safflower oil corn oil Vaseline. One miscreant who tried 10:40 motor oil broke out in a horrible rash giving rise to the rumor that he had syphed the entire local animal husbandry industry . . . and that was just the farmhands.



Anything that didn’t move was fuckable. Anything that moved was welcome to fuck us. Though we struggled manfully with Plutarch’s Lives and Lecky’s French Revolution our hearts were never far from our next ejaculation. The boy who could come five times a day was a mere tyro. Ten times a day and one gained respect (not every day but who’s looking on Sundays).



We were sissy sluts and queers and faggots and gays and nancy boys and that was just the masters . . . who never shrank from seducing any passingly acquiescent boy—those with father hunger or those who were merely homesick and cried for mama.



Public schools are repositories of the spiritually sick ill lame and halt. All the rejects from the junior middle ranks of the army and all the vicars who couldn’t hack a Sydney synod meeting ended up in the private school system (that’s public school for Aussies and Brits). The odd Mr. Chips notwithstanding these were ex-Gestapo operatives who had escaped by submarine to Australia after the war . . . or expat Brits banished to the colonies and much beloved of smarmy vicars who thought their accents simply divine compared to the Aussie argot. Too right mate fair dinkum who’s a bit crook then.



Yet we all turned out to be moderately heterosexual and even sowed a few wild oats before we got married or shacked up with some tart if we were of an artistic bent. I put this happy outcome down to the Matron Effect. Fucking matron was a quest more terrifying than fighting a cage of lions with a ping-pong paddle. She bucked she writhed she bit she scratched she slapped she punched she moaned mewled screamed and even—on occasion—farted.



Senior boys with lacerated backs were not ex-denizens of Viet Cong POW camps but Knights of the infirmary Table (one of Matron’s preferred swiving spots). And she was all ours . . . all ours because the masters were so besotted with our fragile beauty that they couldn’t get it up for a mere woman even a hideously perverted nurse who would have been struck off the register had she ever dared venture into a REAL hospital.



From wanking on stolen panties to late bloomers taking it up the keister for the first time at 18 every lubricious experience of those years was but a junior apprenticeship for the ultimate test the descent into Matron’s perverted den.



One would espy of a rainy afternoon a senior boy begin to gag histrionically in class . . . whereupon the tweed-jacketed master might inquire “ahem . . . what seems to be the trouble Smith Minor ” to which Smith Minor . . . .wrenching each word from its inner bed of pain would moan “I’ve been taken a bit crook Sir ” and then do a fairly reasonable impression of a dry heave . . . to which Tweedy master would respond “oh well then Smith . . . run along to Matron and get something for it.” And get something he would although usually nothing quite as serious as syphilis (NSU was however not an unusual outcome—the junior drip we called it.)



What we didn’t know about sex could have been written entirely on the back of a postage stamp. The only skill we lacked on leaving public school was the ability to make love (that would come later).



Yet despite our minor sexual peccadilloes with the birds of the air (pubescent girls from the adjacent “school for young ladies” [you didn’t think we’d leave out the schoolgirls now . . . did you really?]} or the beasts of the field (anyone we thought dismally stupid) and each other in the showers the dorms the toilets the classrooms the swimming pool the lawn the nearby bush parked cars and buses the kitchens (where a darling Italian chef would give us loving blowjobs on Sunday afternoons (his record was 27) the school bell tower any of numerous outbuildings providing support to the large and deviant staff of gardeners various corners under the seats of the playing fields in the tall grass in the shrubbery and more or less any place limited only by the farthest reaches of the imagination . . . actually I’ve forgotten what I was going to say—I became quite aroused for a moment there.



Oh yes . . . despite all these minor sexual peccadilloes we were lovable rouges—quite clever really in our own way. In fact our favorite riposte to recalcitrant roulettes was “you’re gonna love me so much you won’t be able to put me down.” In fact I tried this line several years later with a naughty Sydney matron over a boozy lunch and within minutes was fucking her merrily in the back seat of my Holden convertible (with the top up of course—it was raining.)



Except of course during our annual reunions when we would split into two groups. One group would dress up in black seamed stockings black garter belts black French knickers and maids uniforms. We called these the handmaidens to the St. Trinian’s girls. The other group would dress as hearty schoolboys. Then we would all drink heroically . . . fuck suck stroke and ram each other for awhile . . . . and then vomit.



But the strain of being captains of industry or even just run-of-the-mill stockbrokers gradually pushed those memories deeper into the recesses of the subconscious and the reunions themselves—during which we tended to go into blackout did little to resurrect them. Indeed the reunions kept the lid on those years by letting the demons out to dance in the moonlight for a moment and curb their restless energies.



However I digress.



My first contact with Matron came to pass on a sunny spring day sprinkled with just a rainbow of drizzle now and then. We were in the throes of a rugby game on a field that had not dried out from previous rains. I was playing wing half . . . slithering sliding slipping and galumphing down the field with the ball against my belly when I felt an appalling pain in my thigh and went down face first into the slop. I had been kicked brutally in the (insert name of muscle) and lay there writhing while my team mates looked down with growing concern.



I remember being rolled onto a stretcher and carried off to the sweet clutches of matron. After the boys had tumbled me onto bed—not too gently—Matron rolled me on my front—palpated the limb making cryptic grunts pulled down my shorts and gave me a jab which put me out until nightfall.



(to be continued)

Instead of fucking a girl, he bends over to take in the cocks of guys!

All That I Am Ch. 03

Dan was dreaming as he had so many times. There was the feel of his body curled against a warm back his legs tangled with another s and his arm draped over a strong chest. Someone s hand holding his. He sighed shifted and froze against the solid warmth in front of him. It wasn t a dream. The previous night flooded into his mind even as a familiar intoxicating scent filled his nostrils. He s really here. God this feels wonderful.



He was pressed so close Rob s hair was tickling his nose so close he could feel the slow steady heartbeat through the muscular back. So close ... he drew a sharp breath as he realized just where part of him was nestled. Rob s hips moved slightly and Dan sucked in another quick breath.



Rob?



That would be me came the amused voice. Were you expecting someone else?



Dan relaxed. Thought it was just another dream for a second. Didn t want to wake up. And then I didn t want to wake you.



Rob rolled over not bothering to untangle their legs and Dan found himself confronted by laughing gray eyes. You dream of me Doc?



Dan said nothing but felt the heat of a blush stain his cheeks.



You do dream about me. Just how long has this been going on?



Dan tried to free himself. Let me up I need the bathroom.



Rob locked his legs around Dan s grinning. Not until you tell me. Fess up or I ll go for the feet. How long have you been coveting my bod?



Two years. He felt a strange mix of emotions at that admission. He blinked and took a deep breath willing himself to be calm.



Rob relented. Fair s fair. About as long as I ve been chewing my pillow at night thinking of you. He kissed Dan hard and quick. Hurry up in there or I ll have to use the sink.



Dan smiled unwound his legs and rolled over and out of the bed. As he stood at the commode he thought about the day ahead. We have time for a fast shower before the kids are up and moving. I m taking Billy shopping for clothes and I want to do that early. He runs out of steam around midday. You re welcome to join us unless you have other plans. He flushed the toilet walked across the bathroom and leaned over to start the shower. When he turned around Rob was standing in the doorway.



I d rather haul your cute ass back to bed. I ll settle for ten minutes in the shower and shopping if we get to play while the kids nap.



Dan licked his lips wondering why his voice had suddenly deserted him.



Rob abruptly turned to the toilet. You d better stop with the sexy smoldering look Doc or we won t make it out of this room much less to the mall.



**********



Fifteen minutes later after a regrettably quick shower with Dan Rob was standing in the bathroom doorway wearing nothing but his boxers and a grin. He was watching as Dan bent to pull a pair of faded jeans from the bottom dresser drawer. The boxer briefs he wore clung to his trim waist and sleek buns and Rob was thoroughly enjoying the view. A knock at the door derailed his thoughts.



Come in Dan said slipping his legs into the jeans and pulling them up. Marty opened the door.



Uh excuse me. Rob reached for his pants.



Marty barely glanced at him. Dad Billy s got charley horses in both legs bad ones. I ve tried working them out but nothing helps. What should I do?



Get the heating pads and apply them. I ll be right there.



Marty started to leave but Rob stopped him. Save that for later. Run some hot water over a couple of towels and put those on his calves. He was stepping into his jeans as he spoke. Go on move. He zipped his jeans and turned to Dan. Doc do you have any oil? Baby oil cooking oil doesn t matter.



There s olive oil in the kitchen cabinet.



Rob nodded. Bring it along. He headed toward the boys room.



Marty ducked around him and got there first. He placed the damp towels on Billy s calves. This ll help.



Billy was face-down on the bed dressed in shorts and a tee shirt his hands fisted and his face white. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead.



Rob knelt by the bed. Feeling pretty crappy huh? Don t worry I ll work those cramps out for you. He glanced back at Marty hovering at the foot of the bed. I know what I m doing so relax. He slid his hand under the damp towel on Billy s left calf searching for the pressure point midway down the lower leg just under the large grouping of muscles. This ll hurt a little for just a second. He set his thumb on the spot and began to push steadily increasing the pressure. Billy sucked in a quick breath. That was his only reaction. You re a tough one kid. What happened Marty? He used his other thumb on the right leg same spot and same reaction from Billy.



I don t know. He used the john got dressed came back in here and barely made it to the bed. Maybe too much swimming yesterday?



More likely it s stress. Billy s calves weren t quite as tense and Rob began to ease the pressure of his thumbs. Okay that s step one. Doc you got any electric heating pads? Dan nodded. Grab two we ll need them later. Marty hand me that oil.



Billy can you scoot down so your feet are hanging off the bed? Or do you need help? Billy turned sideways on the bed the new position allowing his feet to dangle over the edge. Rob uncovered Billy s left leg poured some oil on his hands and began to work. Dan returned with two electric heating pads.



Get em warmed up low setting. Thanks. He concentrated on the cruelly tight muscles under his fingers. I ll start with this leg Billy. It s worse than the right. Watch what I do Marty. It isn t that difficult. When you want to ease a cramp you have to do more than just rub. He moved his thumbs in opposite directions against the grain of the muscle. You have to unlock the muscle fibers. It takes hard pressure and it hurts at first. I used acupressure to get the muscles to unclench a little but this is actually quicker. Feels better too. He continued moving his thumbs talking as he worked. Once you get the fibers stretched a bit you can work in the other direction up and down the length of the muscle. Switch back and forth until the muscle s good and loose. He poured more oil directly on Billy s leg this time and began to use the heel of his hand. This is a deep massage technique. Keep the pressure steady move in small circles and change the orientation of your hand as you go.



Billy sighed. Better he said.



Good Rob said. Once the muscle starts to relax ease up on the pressure. Oh the reason you want the foot to hang free is to lengthen the calf muscle. He moved his hands to Billy s ankle. You got ticklish feet kid? Billy shook his head. Good deal. A foot massage can help. Spasms cause tension in nearby muscles. Use your thumbs along the arch heel to toe. At the same time bring your fingers over the instep.



He looked up at Marty. Warm up one of those towels okay? Almost done with this leg Billy. We ll get some damp heat on it in a sec and then I ll work on the right leg.



Marty returned with the warm cloth and Rob placed it over Billy s calf then covered it with one of the heating pads. How s that feel?



Feels good. Billy s face had regained some color although his eyes still looked strained.



Ten minutes later with heating pads on both legs he was nearly asleep. Thanks Mr. Sheridan he mumbled. Doesn t hurt now.



I m glad I could help. He looked at Marty. Keep the heating pads on for another ten minutes. After that cover him with a light blanket so his calves don t get chilled. Billy rest for at least half an hour before you try to move okay? When you get up do it slowly. If the muscles start to spasm again we ll repeat the massage and heat. Okay?



Billy murmured something. Marty looked up at Rob. I ll make sure he does what you say. Thanks Mr. Sheridan. Those were the worst cramps I ve ever seen. He frowned. Gotta figure out what caused em keep it from happening again.



As I said probably stress. I doubt it was the swimming that s a gentle exercise and it didn t seem to me that he overdid it. He wiped his hands on one of the damp towels picked up the bottle of oil and walked down the hall. Dan had left the room ten minutes earlier. Rob smelled coffee brewing and followed his nose to the kitchen. Dan met him at the table with a full mug sweetened and lightened as Rob liked it.



Rob took the cup set it on the table and stepped closer to Dan. You re a lifesaver. I can t survive without my morning pick-me-ups. He put his arms around Dan s shoulders and pulled him in loving the feel of the warm body against his.



Plural? What do you need besides coffee? Dan s lips were curved in a tiny smile but his eyes were serious.



Rob stared at those lips and licked his own. Seems to me the coffee should come with a kiss attached.



Seems to me properly prepared coffee served with a smile should be rewarded with a kiss Dan said.



Hell just so there s a kiss in there somewhere. Rob ended the debate by conducting a brief but thorough tour of Dan s lips. Mmm perfect.



**********



Marty removed the heating pads and turned them off. He dumped the damp towels in the bathroom sink covered Billy with a blanket and extracted a firm promise that he wouldn t move until Marty returned.



He walked into the kitchen feeling the letdown from the worry over Billy. Sheridan and his dad were sitting at the table drinking coffee not saying anything. Marty saw the look in his dad s eyes the way their hands almost touched the way they sat sort of leaning toward each other and was cautiously happy for his dad.



He walked to the fridge poured a glass of orange juice and propped his hip against the counter. Thanks again Mr. Sheridan. Maybe you could teach me more about massage sometime.



Anytime. Could you drop the Mr. Sheridan? Makes me feel like an old fart. My name s Rob.



Marty grinned. Rob it is. I ll let Billy know we can be wickedly informal with you. Dad when we go shopping there are two things I want to get for Billy. A good computer and a piano keyboard. He told them about the conversation with Samuel. It ll take a while but I ll pay you back. He s never had much and I ... I want to start making up for that.



Dan scratched his chin. We ll make it a welcome-to-the-family belated birthday present. I ll cover the cost you make sure you don t hit my wallet too hard. Fair enough?



Marty set his glass on the table and hugged his dad. More than fair. I don t mind chipping in you know.



Dan dropped a kiss on top of Marty s head. I know but I want to make things better for him too. He deserves it. He stood and stretched. Excuse me but coffee in equals coffee out. He disappeared into the bedroom.



Marty sat at the table and looked at Rob. I need to say something but I don t want you to take it the wrong way okay?



Rob raised an eyebrow. I promise to give you a fair listen.



Marty glanced at the open bedroom door and lowered his voice. My dad s the greatest guy I know. He gives and never asks for much of anything back. He deserves more and gets less than anyone I ve ever known except maybe Billy. I don t want to see him get hurt. He s been alone a long time. I ve heard him talk about you and I saw the way he was looking at you. Last night I was glad you two got together. I m not jealous or anything like that. If you make him happy I m all for it. I ve wished he could find someone to love because he has a lot in him that he never lets out. It s just that this is happening so fast. He s not a ... a rush-into-things person. He always thinks ahead but I m not sure he can right now. You seem like a nice guy but maybe this isn t ... maybe it doesn t mean as much to you ... shit I m messing this up.



Relax. I happen to love the guy. Have since we met. He s dumb as a plank when it comes to reading my signals so I had to forget subtle and just hit him with it but what can I say? He didn t kick me out. In fact he said he loves me crazy as that sounds.



Marty blinked. You re not just saying that to make me shut up?



I never lie about legal matters or affairs of the heart. I told your dad last night. Rob tilted his head. He had about that same look as I recall. A bit more stunned perhaps.



Dan walked through the doorway and returned to his seat. What look?



Your son was making sure my intentions are honorable Doc. I told him they aren t but I love you so that should count for something.



Dan s neck grew red. Marty don t you think you re overstepping a bit?



Rob waved it off. Hey the kid cares about you and wants you to be happy. Quit complaining ... you could maybe have a worse son.



The wide mouth quirked in a grin. Sorry. Turnabout s strange.



Marty smiled relieved. No problem. In that case Rob welcome to the family. When are you moving in? He laughed at the two faces with their identical expressions of surprise and went to check on Billy.



**********



At ten o clock before Samuel and Andrew left they came to the door to introduce the people who would be standing guard today. Charley Fairview was easily two inches taller than the twins and so broad he had to turn sideways to get through the front door. As dark as he was large with a face that had apparently received more than a few punches he was nevertheless gentle and kind with the boys.



Don t you worry Dr. Baxter. No bad guy will get near these two while I m around. Not a one. His voice was pure south his carriage that of a prizefighter and his clothing casual class.



Marty shook his head and looked at Charley. Are you guys grown in some secret government facility?



Charley laughed. We all met in college. We were on the weight lifting team.



Harvard has a weight lifting team? Billy s eyes were wide and startled.



Oh no ... that was in Arizona. The twins transferred to Harvard a couple years later. We kept in touch and when they started the security and investigative firm they called on me and a couple of other guys. We all signed up. He turned and by a remarkable sleight-of-hand a small woman with cafГ© au lait skin and large dark eyes appeared beside him. My wife Elise. Don t let her size fool you she can handle any situation.



Rob grimaced. I ll vouch for that. We practice self-defense together and I seldom win.



Elise smiled a brilliant display of white teeth and sparkling eyes. That s because you don t practice Rob. Her voice was lovely a husky contralto that reminded Dan of classic movies and smoky jazz music. You can all relax. Charley and I will stay close by you all day and we re all on our toes now.



Billy gazed at her uneasily. My step-dad s big. And he s a cop so he carries a gun.



Elise pulled her hand from the side pocket of her shoulder bag. In it was a handgun. The Sig Sauer P229 favored by federal officers and most law enforcement agencies. As sweet a weapon a man ... or woman ... could hope for. She tucked the gun away. I m licensed to carry a concealed weapon and I m rated expert by my range instructor. She walked over to Billy and placed a small hand on his shoulder. We really do know our job. No harm will come to you on our watch. Believe it.



Suddenly Billy smiled. It was a smile Dan hadn t seen before. This was a full-blown both dimples flashing blues eyes sparkling totally bewitching smile. A smile that made you happy just to see it. A smile you wanted to see again.



At least you don t make me feel like a midget Billy said.



Elise laughed. I think you re the first person to be pleased by my size young man. Now then who wants to give me the day s agenda?



**********



Andrew turned left out of the Baxter s driveway and followed the residential streets until he reached the main highway. One block from the highway where a left turn would have taken him in the direction of Webber s house Samuel tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to the side of the road. Andrew pulled over and parked the car next to the curb.



I have an idea Samuel said. Instead of proceeding directly to the sergeant s house let s call the office. Eddie Tedeski is on duty today and I believe his expertise would be welcome. After all this can t be the first time Webber has unleashed his sadistic tendencies. There may be a good deal more history and proof of a sort to find.



You want to set Eddie sniffing into the departmental records. Excellent. The more ammunition we have the better our position. He pulled onto the road turned right on the highway and headed for home. Make the call. This has the added benefit of allowing us a few hours of rest in our homes.



**********



They all piled into the oversize SUV driven by Charley. The center and back seats in an unusual arrangement faced each other.



It s set up like a limo Marty said.



First they stopped at Rob s apartment so he could put on clean clothes. The boys and the Fairviews remained in the small living room Charley s presence making it seem even smaller. Dan followed Rob down the short hall and leaned against the doorjamb while the other man dug through the closet.



What s your schedule like this week? Marty s flippant remark about Rob moving in was circling in his head. Not that not yet. Still he couldn t completely erase the thought.



A court appearance tomorrow a couple of briefs to prepare by Monday and some letters to write. Fairly light because I planned to take some time off beginning next week so I ve been winding things down. He pulled out a pair of gray lightweight cotton slacks and a blue polo shirt. Why?



I was just wondering. Dan looked at the floor worried he was moving too fast. He cleared his throat. Were you going away for your vacation?



I was heading to Kingman. Had something to talk over with my mom. I don t need to do that now so I ll be around. Rob yanked off his tee shirt and stripped off his jeans. What were you wondering? He pushed his arms into the sleeves of the polo shirt and pulled it over his head muttering when it got stuck. He reached up and worked the buttons loose.



Oh. Scratch that idea. Never mind.



Doc I was headed home to ask my mom s advice. Figured she might know a way a gay guy could get over being hooked on a straight guy. Like I said no need now. So what were you wondering?



Dan took a deep breath and pushed the words out in a rush. If you d like to spend the night again maybe more than one night. If it wouldn t interfere with anything that is. Dan heard the slight tremor in his voice and hoped Rob wouldn t notice.



Smiling gray eyes found his as the shirt came down. Rob tugged it over his chest stepped into the slacks and zipped them up. Without a word he reached into the closet and grabbed an overnight bag gently swinging it back and forth. How many nights? I m free for about the next thirty or forty years.



Dan released a shaky breath. Shall we start with the next ten days and go from there?



Rob tossed the bag onto the bed and crossed the short distance between them. I d love to stay as long as you d like but have you considered that either Marty or Billy might object? He reached for and held Dan s hand rubbing his thumb along the inside of Dan s wrist. Those two are your primary concern. As they should be. His hand tightened on Dan s. I d never want to come between the three of you. Well unless we re all sitting on the couch.



Standing this close the scent of Rob s aftershave teasing him the warmth of Rob s body tempting him Dan wanted to say the hell with it they d adjust. He couldn t. Rob was right of course. Marty and now Billy came first. He didn t want to give up the idea however now that it had lodged in his head and heart. He took a deep breath. Let s ask them.

Marty just rolled his eyes. Of course I don t mind.



Billy grinned. You ve got my vote.



It was settled that easily. Rob filled the bag with underwear shirts and socks tossed in some shorts and tucked his toiletries into the side pocket. He placed a suit shirt and dress shoes into a garment bag along with a couple pairs of jeans grabbed his guitar and laptop computer and they left the apartment.



**********



Andrew woke after two hours poured a glass of tomato juice and answered his phone when it rang. Eddie. I presume you have some useful information for me. Excellent. I ll call Samuel and we ll be there within half an hour. Thank you Eddie.



**********



They drove to a mall in a nearby town hoping to limit the possibility of running into Webber. Even though summer had begun it was a weekday and the mall was not yet inundated with screaming children prowling groups of teens and harried mothers.



They bought clothing for Billy from the skin out including shoes. Most of that was purchased at one of the large department stores although Billy stared at the price tags with wide blue eyes. Dan overrode his protests and if the boy so much as looked twice at something tried to buy it for him.



You re spending too much Billy scolded. I don t need all this stuff right now.



Finally Dan realized he was making the teenager uncomfortable returned everything to the shelves and racks and let him choose what he wanted. After that they walked to the food court for lunch. Dan got a large iced tea. His stomach was knotted with tension and he couldn t eat. He noticed that Charley and Elise got food they could eat with one hand and sat sideways to the table eyes focused outward.



Rob Marty and Billy chose Taco Bell and Marty ordered more than usual. He carried the tray to the table and halfway through his meal he leaned back and sighed. I got too much. He pushed a couple of burritos over to Billy. Here you have them. I hate to waste food.



Billy slanted his blue eyes at Marty and sighed. You think you re clever don t you? I ll eat one more but that s all I can manage. You can t keep stuffing me to make me gain weight. I ll pop.



Rob snaked a hand over and grabbed the second burrito. Since you ordered too much I ll take this one off your hands. I m hungry. He cast innocent eyes at Dan. Can t imagine why. Dan felt the heat rise in his face felt his dick rise in his jeans and shifted in his seat.



After lunch they strolled through the mall looking at the displays of merchandise and heading in the general direction of the parking lot. Marty spotted the computer/electronics store on the right and glanced at his dad. Billy had stopped and was staring through the glass front windows.



Dan pulled Marty aside. Wander through the store with him find out which computer and keyboard he d like and then tell the clerk. After that head to the arcade over there play a few games. I ll slip in and make the purchase take it to the car and he ll have a nice surprise when we get home. Marty grinned and dragged Billy inside Elise right behind them.



Dan explained to Charley who nodded. Y all are going to spoil that boy. Seems like something he needs. All right Dr. Baxter. We ll watch them at the arcade make sure you have time to get out to the car and back. He passed the keys to Dan and strolled over to stand near the entrance to the store.



**********



Eddie s office was secluded and windowless because he wanted it that way. As a hacker of enormous talent he was without doubt one of their most valuable employees and he could have commanded one of the larger offices with expensive furniture and a nice view of the outside world. He preferred his closed-in domain filled with long tables of computer hard-drives monitors and multiple keyboards. The equipment was up-to-date and powerful. Eddie s only concessions to comfort were a top-of-the-line desk chair in soft leather a microwave and a small refrigerator stocked with energy bars power drinks and pocket pizzas. Had he possessed a more larcenous nature he could have stolen enough money to live in luxurious anonymity anywhere in the world. What he wanted -- and what the Johnsons provided him under the umbrella of their security -- was the thrill and challenge of sneaking into various computer systems and ferreting out their secrets. In this he was unparalleled.



Tedeski was atypical in another way. Most of their employees dressed in suits the more casual amongst them favoring dress slacks and sports jackets. Eddie preferred outrageous and wild clothing. Today he wore purple jeans frayed at the hem and pockets hot pink high-top canvas shoes and a bright green tee shirt that proclaimed Will hack for sex. He had others. Samuel s favorite thus far was Virus?!?! I thought a trojan was supposed to protect me! Eddie s hair and eyes were an average brown but the intelligence that shone through those eyes was of a very high level indeed.



The twins pulled over a small chair each and sat beside the glowing monitors. Andrew raised one eyebrow. All right Eddie dazzle us.



Eddie handed them each a neatly organized folder. He leaned forward his slender body radiating the tension of excitement. This guy s dirty. Half his busts get tossed because of unnecessary use of force improper searches or failure to read a suspect his rights. He s also been implicated in taking bribes. Unfortunately he manages to weasel his way out every time. His jacket reads like a civil lawyer s wet-dream his captain wishes he d take early retirement and the D.A. s office hates him.



Andrew flipped through the file quickly knowing Samuel would be reading more carefully. Is there anything at all in the way of proof or at the least anything we can use as leverage against him?



Eddie nodded. Five years ago Webber was on the hot seat. He d beaten and raped a male hooker -- and I m talking vicious. The guy Joey Larson had to have surgery on his jaw twenty stitches in his posterior both arms were broken and the bruising was extensive. There were also some heavy bite marks. We re talking bad. Even the guy s package was mangled. Larson found an attorney pressed charges and it looked like Webber would take a long hard fall. Three months before the trial Larson vanished. His body or what was left of it turned up six months after that. Everyone knew it was Webber. Not a goddamn question about it. But his partner at the time backed him up swore they were on patrol during the time Larson was seen being bundled into a car and no one could prove a thing.



Samuel looked up from the file. Five years ago? That s when young Billy missed so much school he had to repeat the year. I don t believe in coincidence.



Nor do I Andrew said. Did you check the hospital and doctor s records on Billy during that time period Eddie?



In the file. Webber was under a shitload of stress and Billy paid for it. No doubt in my mind.



Nor in mine. Eddie when Robert was here did you manage to finesse copies of the photos he d taken? He smiled at Eddie s pained expression. I m sorry I doubted you. Print up one set please. Andrew wasn t above snooping on his colleagues or clients in a good cause. This qualified in his mind.



Eddie turned to the keyboard sent the command and swiveled back around. Do you want me to keep digging? There s probably more to find. He pulled the photographs from the printer tray and handed them to Andrew. These pictures. His voice was thick with anger. Makes me wish I worked the field and carried a gun. You re gonna nail this sick bastard right?



Fear not. Andrew looked at the photos. Keep hunting Eddie. Samuel and I have an errand of utmost importance but we ll check in as soon as possible. Take some money from petty cash and treat yourself to a good dinner. Oh and we needn t inform Robert of this at the moment. Samuel and I will handle any complications that arise.



Eddie flicked his fingers at them. As if boss.



Thank you again Eddie.



**********



Rob and Dan sat on a bench outside the store. It was the last stop of the day and Rob was very glad. He d never realized how exhausting shopping for a teenager could be. He looked over at Dan noticing the extra lines around those beautiful eyes and hoped they d all rest better tonight. Of course it might not have been so tiring if they d gotten a decent night s sleep. He smiled as he remembered part of the reason they were both so tired. Sucking hard he noisily drained the last of his iced tea and chucked the empty container in the trashcan.



Dan turned his head and smiled. I m not sure I can take you out in polite company. What would the head waiter at Ricardo s think?



For a meal at Ricardo s I d brush up on my manners. Although I d rather have a quiet dinner at home with you. Then I could do to you what I just did to that tea. He looked down at Dan s hand resting on top of the bags piled between them. Uh Doc? How do you feel about showing affection in public?



I don t know. Why?



How can you not know? You either like it or don t.



As Dan turned to face Rob his arm and hand moved to the back of the bench. Don t be a grump. I don t know because I ve never thought about it. Never had a reason to. He paused. I suppose it would depend on what you mean by showing affection. I m a private person in many ways it s just my nature. The only person I ve been out in public with Judy. When Judy and I were out we d hold hands but that was pretty much it. Anything more made me feel squirmy.



Visions of you squirming doesn t exactly cool my jets Rob muttered. He propped his own arm on the back of the seat and rested his chin on his palm. Yeah I know you re reserved kind of shy. I m more in your face. Maybe we could meet in the middle?



A corner of Dan s mouth twitched. What did you have in mind?



Something between pinning you to the bench for a passionate kiss and just sitting here doing nothing. He watched the color creep up Dan s neck and laughed. Relax. If those two he jerked his head in the direction of the store can manage to behave in public so can I. I d like to touch you ... maybe just your hand? He ended on a plaintive note and sighed.



Dan laughed. You re a terrible actor. He turned his hand palm up and wiggled his fingers. You can hold my hand. I ll bear up under the strain.



Rob lifted his head and lowered his hand resting his palm gently on Dan s. I don t want to make you uncomfortable Daniel he said quietly. Hell I d walk through the middle of town with my arm around you waving a sign that reads I love this man and I wouldn t give a flying fuck who saw me or what they thought. I ve never been shy about who I am. He shrugged. Which is probably why my old man beat the crap out of me and left home and why I was the punch line for a lot of sick jokes in high school. You on the other hand are more conservative.



Locked away shut up tight I think you said.



So I did. Well I understand that a little better now. So if this he nodded at their hands bothers you I ll adjust. He was looking at Dan s face and was surprised to feel the long strong fingers curl around his hand. Surprised but very pleased and not a little turned on. Damn I ve got it bad when the touch of his hand on mine makes me hard. He gave the hand a squeeze and moved his thumb up to rub lightly along the inside of Dan s wrist.



I could get used to it Dan murmured.



At least the mall isn t busy today. Gives you a chance to adjust. Rob grinned. I ll try to curb my tendency to go overboard.



Dan frowned. God knows I don t want to inhibit you. I love your freedom the way you say what you think and feel your expressiveness. I m just....



You re just perfect. Fret not Doc we ll make it work for both of us. I m an attorney remember? I excel at the art of compromise. He lifted Dan s hand dropped a light kiss on it and then placed it back on top of the packages. He let his own rest near but not quite touching Dan s. It was enough for now to know that Dan loved him. The rest would come he had no doubt of that. All he had to do was watch Dan with Marty. He was a physically demonstrative man with his son even in public. Given time he d show Rob the same affection. At the thought Dan s hand slipped under Rob s and the long fingers slid between his and tightened. Might not take all that long he thought happily.



**********



Andrew had his binoculars trained on the front room of Webber s house. To think that that delightfully intelligent warm-hearted boy grew up in this dismal home. It makes one believe that nature not nurture prevails.



Samuel was watching the house as well. Dismal is an excellent word. The paint is faded although I believe the original color was green. I suppose at some time there was a bit of landscaping and that sagging structure would appear to be a garage. The interior is no better. Sergeant Webber must spend his pay elsewhere or perhaps he simply doesn t care.



I suspect the former. He shows a decided proclivity for the destruction of all that s good and fine. Witness his treatment of young William. He lowered his binoculars. Still nothing. I think the beast is fast asleep within his lair.



Samuel had been watching the master bedroom. I concur. No movement for over an hour. Shall we?



They parked three houses down from Webber s and strolled back. The locks on the front door were not proof against Andrew s skill and he had them open within seconds. They stepped inside and listened. Stillness and nothing but. Samuel nodded and Andrew opened the zippered bag he d brought with him. He removed a few items and the brothers moved quietly to Webber s bedroom.



**********



By the time they returned to the house Billy was yawning. Marty wasn t in much better shape. Charley entered first checked the house and waved them in. Dan wondered if they were being overly cautious. On the other hand Webber had been here last night. Maybe Paranoid Airlines was the only way to fly.



Come on Billy let s crash. Marty gave him a gentle push toward the hall. I ll get some water and be right there. He pulled a couple of bottles from the fridge and looked at his father. We ll give him the other stuff later okay? I m beat.



No problem son. We re all tired. Dan turned to Elise and Charley. Make yourselves at home. There s food and drinks in the fridge a half-bath just inside the front door and music movies and books galore. Help yourself thank you for everything and I m going to be a horrible host. I need a nap.



Charley grinned. You can relax Dr. Baxter. We ll hold down the fort. Get some rest.



I will. Charley call me Doc or Dan okay? We ll see you later. He opened his bedroom door. Come on Rob. I ll clear a drawer or two for you. Rob carried his things into the bedroom and shut the door.



Dan quickly transferred the contents of two dresser drawers elsewhere waved Rob over kicked off his shoes and flopped onto the bed. He watched as Rob moved through the room putting clothing away setting his toothbrush razor and cologne in the bathroom hanging his suit in the closet and hoped he was doing the right thing. For himself for Rob for the boys. He closed his eyes trying to see inside his head. He wasn t used to taking this kind of emotional leap and he felt a huge abyss filled with heartache and pain opening beneath him. What if he was wrong about Rob? What if they blew out as quickly as they d caught fire? What if....



Cold feet?



Dan looked up and there was Rob standing at the foot of the bed those smoky gray eyes both amused and understanding.



Just hoping.



Rob sat down toed off his shoes and moved up on the bed to prop himself next to Dan. Hoping what Doc? Hoping I won t run out on you? I don t have a wife to go back to so that s not a worry. Hoping you re not a notch on my bedpost? You saw my bed not a post in sight. Hoping we re a nice steady gas flame and not a brush fire that ll burn itself out?



Something like that. Marty said it last night. I worry about everything. He rubbed his face. I told you I m no good at knowing what goes on inside a man s head. I m beginning to realize that includes my own.



Rob captured Dan s hand pressed a kiss into the palm and held that hand against his heart. Dan could feel the slow steady beat under his fingers.



I don t know what s ahead for us. The normal shit I suppose. I ll probably piss you off now and then because my mouth frequently runs away with my brain. But if I do I ll make sure we thrash it out before it can fester. I can guarantee that I ll love you as long as I live. This isn t a sudden thing baby not for me. I ve been falling in love with you for the past two years. A long slow floating fall. I fought that feeling I tried to argue myself out of it. Nothing worked. I was hooked plain and simple. So for as long as you ll have me I ll be here.



Dan felt a prickle behind his eyes and closed them. I don t want to be as hesitant as I am. I wish I could just let go and.... He heard the roughness of tears in his voice and tried to swallow them. He felt Rob s strong warm hand cup his cheek.



Daniel do you love me? Do you want me here?



He couldn t speak his throat was closed too tight so he nodded. A single tear escaped the prison of his eyes and he cringed inside. He didn t want Rob to see him cry to think him weak.



Look at me please. Dan opened his eyes and forced himself to meet that steady gray gaze. There will be difficulties there always are between two people. We ll have to find a way to blend our lives that works for everyone. You know that. But I love you and I ll be damned if I ll let you go. Rob bent his head and kissed the corner of Dan s eye catching the tear on his lips. Face it lover. You re stuck with me. He took a deep breath and there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice. I d like to hear you say you want me here.



I do. Not just here in my bed but in all the untidy corners and cupboards of my life. After you see more of that mess you may run screaming. I ve never been good at opening up to people. He reached up and brushed his fingers through the thick straight hair. But I do love you. It s so strong it s frightening. Can you be patient while I learn to relax and let myself feel all the things I ve kept locked away?



As long as you don t shut me out yeah. And if you try I ll break down the fucking door. He bent his head again and this time his lips found Dan s. When he straightened up he was smiling. How much sleep do you need Doc?



Dan glanced at the door thinking of the Fairviews. He lifted an eyebrow. That depends on how quiet you can be.



Rob was unbuttoning his shirt when someone knocked on the door. Dan sighed and got up. Never a dull moment he said and opened the door.



Charley stood there a smile on his face. We re heading out to join the team that s watching Webber Doc. He s at home right now dead certain on that so y all will be fine. Just be cautious. Don t open the door unless you know for sure who s on the other side and don t take off without calling Andrew or Samuel. If we lose Webber we ll phone and one of us will be right back in your driveway pronto.



All right Charley. Thanks for everything. He shook the proffered hand walked the couple to the front door locked it carefully and returned to the bedroom.



Rob was on his side in the middle of the bed head propped in his hand waiting. He was also naked and obviously aroused You re wearing too much he said his voice a low growl.

Dan kicked the door shut and yanked his tee shirt over his head as he walked toward the bed.



**********



Marty are you awake? Billy spoke very quietly not wanting to disturb him if he was sleeping.



Yeah. We should be snoring. How come we re not?



Billy rolled over and smiled at him. He saw Marty s gaze travel down to his crotch and then back up to his eyes. You know Elf we re gonna have to learn how to actually sleep together. Or lay in a huge stock of energy bars and protein shakes.



Billy didn t bother to answer he just burrowed under the sheet until he reached Marty s groin. He pushed gently and Marty rolled onto his back and when he tugged at the waistband of the briefs that were in his way Marty lifted his hips so Billy could remove them. He licked across the flat stomach felt the skin jump under his tongue and smiled. He moved his mouth around kissing and licking everywhere except the rising shaft.



You re being a major tease. What are you doing?



Having fun. He pushed at the back of Marty s thigh and the leg was lifted out of his way. He crawled between the long legs and continued to kiss and taste. He took a deep breath and then another.



Now what are you doing?



I m smelling you. You smell good kind of spicy. Not like hot spices like baking spices. He sniffed again burying his nose between the tight cheeks. A soft oh god came from above him. Almost like cinnamon. He put a palm on the back of each thigh and pushed Marty s legs up and apart. His tongue flicked out and Marty gasped. He licked at the base of the smooth round balls down the tight skin below them and around the puckered ring of flesh below that. He felt Marty s hands settle above his holding himself open and Billy sighed happily. He likes this. Good. He planted gentle kisses on the raised buttocks followed the curve of the leg in and mouthed first one testicle and then the other. Back down to circle that tight hole and he felt it twitch. Without lifting his mouth he sent a hand up to stroke Marty s dick and found it hard as iron and dripping.



Ohh it feels so good. Wait wait oh god. Marty s hand rested on his stopping him. I ll come in five seconds if you don t stop and then you ll be left hanging cuz I can tell this ll be a hard one and I ll just be a smear on the sheets. Marty moved up onto his knees tossed off the covers and knelt on the bed. Come here get under me let s try it together. He frowned. Are you ... can you do it without hurting? In lieu of an answer Billy shucked his underwear off squirmed around until his head was once again between Marty s legs snaked his legs between Marty s arms and wriggled his butt into position. If you can shake your ass like that you must be feeling better. Billy bent his legs until his knees were under Marty s chest wriggled again and Marty groaned. You re driving me crazy.



Marty moved his own knees forward and lowered his ass to Billy s waiting mouth. He bent his head and the first tentative explorations of his tongue and mouth made Billy gasp and caused his tongue to flutter. Marty moaned never lifting his mouth from Billy and Billy felt the vibration of that sound.



Marty propped himself on one hand and used the other to stroke up and down Billy s dick while his face remained pressed into the cleft of Billy s butt. Billy wrapped both hands around Marty one over the other circling the hard rod and pressed his tongue deeper. He started humming and Marty went wild his legs and butt trembling. Umpf ... unhh ... ohh. Billy s hands moved faster his tongue delved deeper and when Marty returned the favor Billy s hips began to thrust up.



Billy felt Marty shudder felt the hard shaft jerk and twitch and managed to slide down fast enough to catch the creamy fluid that began to pulse out. When he did Marty leaned back tilted his head and covered Billy s dick with his lips. That sent Billy over the edge and he cried out around the warm flesh in his mouth. The two stayed as they were for a long moment and then Marty lifted himself up and flopped over onto his back. What kind of books do you read anyway?



Billy moved up to rest against Marty s shoulder bringing the sheet with him and draping it over them. I didn t read that I just wondered what you d smell like and you smelled so good I wondered what you d taste like.



Cinnamon? Marty started to laugh. Well it s better than what I expected you to say.



Maybe not cinnamon Billy said sleepily. Maybe nutmeg.



**********



Webber woke grudgingly groggily aware that something wasn t right. He blinked sleep-dazed eyes slowly spotted the large form at the foot of his bed and lunged forward with a yell. He tried that is but was thwarted on both counts by the wide straps that secured wrists and ankles to the corners of his four-post bed and the duct tape over his mouth. He turned his head and confirmed what his gut told him. The restraints were his the ones he kept hidden under the loose floorboard in his closet. Not only had the bastard broken in again he d found one of Webber s hidey-holes.



After Johnson had told him the story about Dewey Grimes his former partner s son Lloyd had talked with Grimes. Donald was as tough as they came battle-hardened in the Army further armored through his years on the force. Big and brawny he feared no man -- except Samuel Johnson. When Webber had mentioned Johnson s name Grimes had lit a cigarette with a shaking hand and his face had turned a dirty gray covered suddenly with the greasy sweat of terror.



Stay away from that crazy fucker. Him and his brother both. You ll never pin anything on them and just trying could get you hurt in ways you don t want to think about.



Lloyd stared at him. He d used the department s computer to check on Samuel Johnson. Along with his twin brother they ran a private security/investigative firm named simply Elite. Their record was better than good. Their clients loved them and all their civilian busts were righteous. If they got the goods on someone and put them away that someone stayed put away. They d both served in the Marine Corps and although the military records on them were classified there was nothing to indicate anything detrimental in them. On the surface they were squeaky clean.



What kind of shit are you talking Don? They re a couple of keyhole-lookers. So they were in the Corps. Doesn t make them bulletproof for Christ s sake.



I never could find out what they did during their time in the service. Even my guy in the DOD came up dry. Said he was stonewalled by everyone and when he kept asking he was told by a Special Ops mucky-muck to back off and stay backed off. He sounded scared and wouldn t say another fucking word except that he got the impression they re still connected to the government. So I asked around town about them tapping a few of my informants. Word on the street is these two do what they want to whoever they want and walk away smelling like roses. What the street says they ve done goes way beyond scary. Hell even the Morrissey clan crosses the road when they see the Johnsons. The Morrissey s were a local gang of criminals who routinely kicked ass and didn t bother taking names. They all had long records had done time in the state s toughest institutions and had the scars to prove it. They were routinely feared and despised.



Who the fuck are these guys?



Who they are doesn t matter. What they are does. And what they are buddy is fucking untouchable. My advice back away from whatever it is they re after or give it to them if you ve got it. It s a lot healthier that way.



Grimes had refused to say another word even when Webber had asked about the incident with Dewey. In fact he d ordered Lloyd out of his house and told him never to mention the twins again.



Now here he was fastened to his bed like one of the whores he d used over the years staring up at the gently smiling blond giant. He felt his testicles try to crawl up inside his body felt sweat break out on his forehead and stared hatred at the man who caused this reaction.



Ah good to have you with us Sergeant Webber. I can see you remember me. Allow me to introduce my brother Samuel.



The other half of the Johnson twins entered the bedroom from the hallway. The two were dressed in identical jeans soft leather sneaks and snug tee shirts that showed



the bulge of their muscles clearly. The only difference was the color of the shirts. Andrew s was green while Samuel wore blue.



Samuel took up the post at the foot of the bed. Andrew said nothing further but set up what looked like a double-deck vhs player on the dresser plugged it in and inserted a couple of tapes from the two stacks on the dresser.



Samuel began to speak. Now that we have your undivided attention let me explain the purpose of our visit. Oh and may I say that s quite a unique collection of video tapes you have. I wonder how your captain would react to those? At any rate the reason for this unannounced intrusion. You apparently didn t believe us when we told you to stay away from Billy. Either that or you re a slow learner. Whatever the case consider this your second and final warning. Do remember that word Sergeant. Final. As in there will be no more. I hope I m being perfectly clear. Yes? Good.



Andrew removed the two tapes and inserted two more. Lloyd realized he was copying one tape to another. Fuck if anyone saw those tapes his career was over. He d avoid prosecution because the slags he d tapped for his films would never testify but the captain would have his papers processed and him out the door within seconds of seeing that shit.



From the corner of his eye Webber saw Samuel reached forward and with a deceptively casual flick of his hand deliver a sharp blow to the bottom of Lloyd s bare foot. Webber s eyes jerked back to the man by the bed. He was standing as he had been arms loosely folded across his chest regarding Webber with a polite smile. Shit he s fast.



Are you paying attention now? Excellent. He held up a file folder. In here are copies of some of the more interesting aspects of your departmental file. Also within this folder are copies of Billy s medical records from five years ago and photographs taken this past Monday of the damage you did to the boy. He showed the pictures one by one. Combined with his signed statement it makes a rather damning portfolio. What I wonder would your brothers in blue make of it? Your captain would also be interested in seeing this I m certain. Oh and the District Attorney would positively swoon to have this information at his disposal. Need I mention the reaction of the people in Internal Affairs? I thought not.



Would your fellow officers stand behind you? I think not. Your captain already yearns for your departure so you have no hope of rescue there. I trust you ve spoken with Grimes and realize he ll offer you no help either. What to do then?



Andrew had finished copying the tapes and was dismantling the equipment and storing it neatly along with the copies in a large canvas bag.



I have a suggestion for you Sergeant Webber. Stay away from Billy. Stay away from the Baxters. Simply erase them from your mind forget their very existence. You ll live a much longer and happier life that way. Understand I m not threatening you directly. Oh my no. Should you pursue your current course however you will find yourself a guest in one of this state s correctional facilities. The inmates there tend to disapprove of cops and pedophiles vehemently and in equal measure. I doubt you d last very long although I m sure your suffering would be sufficient to make you wish the time were shortened. I can make quite certain that you d be placed in with the general population despite the precautions usually taken with police officers who find themselves incarcerated.



Webber stared at him wishing him and his brother dead and ten days buried.



Trust me sergeant the hatred burning in your eyes is nothing compared to the animosity you would face inside those walls. Now then you re probably wondering why I don t turn this file over to the authorities why I ve bothered with all this rhetoric. It s quite simple really. I m doing this to spare young Billy the stress of having to testify at your trial.



I have no doubt he would do just that and acquit himself quite well He s intelligent articulate and far too innocent in appearance demeanor and fact for even the stoniest of jurors to doubt him. But it would be distasteful to him and I hope to relieve of him that burden. Are you finished Andrew? He handed his brother the file.



Andrew dropped the folder in the bag zipped it shut and disappeared down the hall. Webber returned his gaze to Samuel.



It s time to bid you adieu. Do remember what I ve said and ponder it carefully. I wonder though do you need a more tangible incentive? I m sure I could come up with something sufficiently motivating. Andrew returned and stood beside Samuel. You should be thankful my brother is here. His is the cooler head and he keeps me well in hand. Andrew spoke quietly into Samuel s ear. Well. He also believes you need a small token of our resolve. What shall it be? Ideas Andrew?



Andrew raised his voice for the first time. Several. Unfortunately most of them are untidy time-consuming and would require a doctor s care afterward.



I think we want to avoid the latter. Suspicion might fall upon Dr. Baxter should Sergeant Webber have to make any kind of official report. I realize he wouldn t stay in the spotlight long since he possesses a more than adequate alibi with several unimpeachable witnesses but it would be unpleasant in the short term. I don t wish to complicate the good doctor s life.



Interesting little problem you ve given me. Nothing permanent nothing that requires a visit to a physician and yet painful enough to let him know we mean business.



Yes it s a bit of a dilemma isn t it?



Webber waited helpless and raging while the twins carried on their bizarre discussion. I ll fucking kill them for this. All of them. He yanked at the restraints and the leather creaked.



He s becoming quite agitated Andrew.



He ll agitate himself into traction if he isn t careful. Dark blue eyes stared coldly at Lloyd and he stopped moving. That s better. Andrew turned to his brother. Give him a kidney punch. He ll still be able to work won t have to see the doctor but he ll remember us every time he takes a piss.



How poetic. Difficult to administer in his current position however. Samuel moved to Lloyd s left and nodded to his brother. Andrew leaned over from the other side of the bed unfastened the strap securing Lloyd s left arm and yanked. Lloyd was pulled toward Andrew and before he could begin to react he felt the coldness of metal pressed against the back of his head. Don t make any movements which we might misinterpret Sergeant. I might not wish to use this but I assure you I ll blow your fucking brains out. Samuel s voice remained soft and even but Webber didn t doubt him.



Andrew secured the strap low on the bedframe. Lloyd s body was twisted exposing his back to Samuel. The gun was removed and faster than he d thought possible a vicious blow was delivered to his lower back over the left kidney. Sweat broke out on his forehead his stomach lurched and Lloyd screamed behind his gag.



Oh fuck that hurt. He was breathing hard bubbles of snot forming at his nostrils tears of pain squirting from his eyes. Jesus you bastards. I ll get you for this.



Andrew spoke to Samuel. Carry our equipment out to the car. I ll release his left wrist. He should be able to free himself after that. Samuel nodded and left the room and Andrew turned and regarded Webber. His face was still dispassionate his voice as arctic as his eyes. Don t let my brother s words fool you you piece of shit. I d happily gut you and toss you in the desert to feed the wildlife and I d sleep like a baby after. He punched Lloyd hard in the crotch. Fuck with me and I ll forget I m back in the world and slit your goddamn throat. He unbuckled the strap around Lloyd s left wrist and left.



It was ten long minutes before the pain subsided enough to allow Lloyd to move. Two minutes later he was free the tape off his mouth his body curled on the bed his hands cupping his wounded balls trying desperately not to vomit.



**********



Andrew drove four blocks pulled into a gas station and shut off the car. He walked inside got the key to the restroom came out and handed it to Samuel. Samuel took it with a shaking hand stepped in and closed the door behind him. Through the door came retching sounds. A few minutes later Samuel opened the door and took the bottle of mouthwash Andrew offered him. They returned the key to the attendant got back in their car and left.



You should have let me take care of it. Andrew looked over at his brother and then back at the road. I m not as sensitive as you are.



Samuel smiled wanly. Bullshit. You just manage to hold out longer. You ll be tossing your cookies at home. Speaking of which get us there. I want to see my wife.



A sentiment I understand and agree with. We ll be there in ten minutes.



Samuel s phone rang. Yes Eddie? One moment I ll put you on speaker. He pressed the speaker function and held the phone out so Andrew could listen.



Eddie s voice slightly tinny was nevertheless clear. You asked me to look into Mrs. Webber s death. I had to dig but I found something.



Enlighten us please.



Let me go back a bit. Eighteen years ago shortly after Billy was born Irene Prescott married Webber. One year later she became a regular visitor to the various emergency rooms in this part of the state. Almost five years after that she left Webber went to live in a shelter three counties over. She stayed with them a couple months got a job moved into a small apartment put the kid in daycare. A month after that she was back at Webber s and six weeks later she died of internal bleeding after falling off a ladder into some gardening tools. Supposedly she was cleaning in the garage. The kid found her.



Dear god. Samuel sounded shaken.



Makes me wonder if there is a god. I found a statement one of the cops took. Billy told him Webber did it.



How the fuck did he get away with it? Andrew realized he was speeding and eased off the accelerator.



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Roger and Me Play Again

Walking through O Hare airport in Chicago I stopped short when I recognized my old friend Roger whom I had not seen since our college days back in Oklahoma. Roger recognized me as well as he smiled broadly and stuck out his hand. It had been almost 35 years since we had last seen each other and now we happened to meet by chance in an airport both of us laying over for the night on business.



Roger and I had been close friends growing up back in Oklahoma and had attended one year of college together before I flunked out and joined the Marines. I found out that Roger had gone on to get his PhD and was a college professor. I was a construction manager and had been married for over 30 years. Roger had only married in the last 10 years. His hair was now a salt and pepper gray but over all he hadn t really changed that much over the years. On the other hand I had gained some weight and even though I was just over six foot two I was not in near as good of shape as I had been back in the day.



We decided to get a cab together and go out for dinner so we would have a chance to catch up on old times. I couldn t help but remember the intimate experience we had as teens while I was spending the night at his house almost 40 years ago. (For background information read my story -- Playing Husband & Wife ). I wondered if Roger was thinking the same thing when he suggested we get a hotel room first before we went to dinner.



Since I already had reservations I asked if he wanted to stay at the same hotel. He readily agreed. When the cabby dropped us off at the hotel we found out there were no additional vacancies. Roger was quick to suggest he get a cab and find another hotel but of course I insisted he stay in my room since I had two double beds. There would be plenty of room so he agreed.



We found our room on the 8th floor and dropped off our luggage and washed up then headed down to the hotel restaurant for dinner and drinks.



By the time we finished we had consumed a bottle and a half of fine Beaujolais and both of us felt somewhat giddy.



On the way back to the room we were both having a great time and waxing eloquent about days gone by.



Once inside the room Roger insisted I shower first as he turned on the TV so I stripped down to my underwear and grabbed my dop kit and headed for the bathroom. As I showered I began to think back about our childhood experience together that night at his house and began to develop an erection as I fantasized about what could happen yet once again in our hotel room.



After drying off and brushing my teeth I wrapped one of the large Turkish towels around my waist and exited the bathroom. Roger had already stripped down to his underwear and T-shirt and was sitting on the edge of his bed watching TV. He looked up and smiled as he headed for the bathroom.



I turned out all the lights except for the lamp above my bed and slipped under the covers completely naked. In anticipation I put a tube of self warming KY jelly on the night stand between us. It was in plain sight and Roger was sure to see it. I wouldn t say anything but I m sure he would know that I was willing if he was. As I lay back watching TV and wondering what may happen I gently fondled my clean shaven scrotal sac and gave my semi-stiff penis a squeeze. Over the years I had developed a thicker and more mature penis and a lower hanging scrotal sac. I could only imagine what Roger s thick penis and heavy balls would look like if he had matured as much as me. I heard the shower stop and waited in anticipation to see how things might play out.



When Roger stepped out of the bathroom he flipped off the light and walked toward his bed with a thick towel wrapped around his waist. When he had turned down his covers he allowed the towel to drop to the floor giving me a full frontal view of his nakedness.



Erotic thoughts flooded my mind as I visually devoured his genitals. His long thick penis was still young looking and perfectly circumcised elongated in a semi-erect condition. His heavy balls hung low between his thighs inside a clean shaven scrotal sac. It seems both of us were used to shaving down there to facilitate the enjoyment of our wives when they sucked us to orgasm.



As Roger began to get in bed he stopped and picked up the tube of KY Jelly.



This brings back memories he grinned as he set it back down and slipped under the covers.



I flipped off the light above my bed and we both lay there without saying a word watching the TV. The light from the screen cast an eerie glow about the room and gave off just enough light so that one could clearly see what was taking place in the other bed. I turned down the volume so that we were watching only the video.



I glanced over and noticed Roger seemed to be openly fondling his genitals. This only served to cause my semi-flaccid penis to begin to grow into a full erection and it emboldened me to start openly fondling myself.



Roger must have seen I was as excited as he when he whispered if it as OK if he came over to my bed. Of course I agreed.



I couldn t believe we were going to relive an experience we had enjoyed together nearly 40 years earlier. Here were two grown men happily married and we were going to enjoy one of nature s greatest gifts . . . totally uncommitted no-strings-attached orgasm.



Roger slipped beneath the sheets on my left side and we both immediately turned toward each other reaching out and grasping and fondling each other s throbbing members. The wine was working it aphrodisiac magic when I suggested we throw back the sheets and get in a 69 position to begin with. Without a word Roger crawled around until our heads were conveniently resting on the inside of each other s thigh.



From the light of the TV I could clearly see Roger s thick swollen penis and heavy scrotal sac as I grasped his thick rod at the base and began to lick and suck on the plum sized head. Pre-seminal fluid was profusely leaking from the deep slit on the crown of his swollen glans and I greedily sucked it into my mouth allowing the clear slick nectar to roll around on my tongue so that I could extract all of it s flavorful essence. I always enjoyed the taste of my own pre-seminal fluid when I masturbated and Roger s was just as tasty.



This was slow and enjoyable sex between two mature men who knew exactly what they wanted and were in no hurry to get there.



Roger expertly sucked my own swollen penis paying particular attention to my balls as he sucked one and then the other into his mouth and gently roll them with his tongue. I readily returned the favor savoring the taste and feeling of the hairless smooth skin surrounding his sperm laden balls. I could hear him groan as I sucked them gently into my mouth while gently stroking his engorged penis.



From the feeling of my own approaching orgasm it was clear that Roger was just as near. I decided it was time to consummate our reunion and whispered to Roger that it was time to make another baby.



Without a word Roger repositioned onto his knees between my open thighs as I rolled onto my back and he reached over to grab the tube of KY Jelly. His long thick erection swayed back and forth as I reached out with my right hand to grasp his erection as I fondled his heavy balls with my left hand. He squeezed a generous amount of jelly into his palm and began to rub some on my stiff erection and balls and down between my ass cheeks. I could feel his slick finger probe my tight anus. He then squeezed more into his hand and lubed his own organ as I grasp my knees and pulled them back toward my chest with my thighs gapped wide open.



Roger placed a pillow under my ass to lift me up and then leaned forward supporting his body with his left hand as he grasped his thick penis with his right and guided his well lubricated glans toward my dark nether hole.



The feeling of his swollen glans against the sphincter muscle surrounding my anus sent shivers of erotic delight throughout my body.



Go ahead and fuck your wife I hoarsely whispered as he began to push forward now supporting his body with both arms on either side of my head. The feeling of his thick throbbing penis pressing against my anus sent shivers of pleasure throughout my groin buttocks and thighs. With just a bit more pressure I felt his plum sized glans slip inside of me. Roger paused momentarily mercifully allowing me a moment to get used to his fullness before he continued to violate me as a husband violates his wife.



With short in and out movements of his hips his well lubricated hose began to slide deeper into my nether hole until he finally was able to penetrate me to the furthest depths of my loins. He stopped momentarily his thick hard penis buried to the hilt and allowed the full weight of his body to press into mine. My own lubricated erection was nestled between the flesh of our stomachs as Roger began to grind his hips as he moved gently in and out slightly. The movement of our bodies against my erection soon took it s toll and I notified Roger I was going to cum soon.



That must have tripped his own lust as he then began to more rapidly thrust in and out of my ass massaging my prostate with his rigid flesh. I could no longer hold back as I groaned with lust as my orgasm rushed to completion. Roger continued to thrust in and out as my thick white sperm began to ooze out lubricating our stomach flesh causing our bodies to slip and slide uncontrollably. Soon Roger announced he was going to cum as well and began to grunt and groan as he pressed forward as deeply as possible. I reached out and grasped his sweaty buttocks pulling him against me and urging him to make me pregnant.



Those words sent him over the edge. I felt his body stiffen and then he announced he was cumming inside of me.



He must have been exceptionally excited because he let go with at least six grunts of orgasmic release filling my bowels with his thick white sperm. I could feel it running down my ass onto the sheets as he involuntarily continued to thrust against my ass cheeks. Finally he collapsed on top of me his erection stayed buried to the hilt inside my ass. I simply could not get enough of the feeling of his rigid penis rubbing against my sensitive prostate. It was a very satisfying feeling as he lay on top of me sighing as we drifted off to sleep.

Using a toy for the first time

Confessions of a Cum Slut

Tonight I will come to your place with the intent of engaging in hot sex between two eventually naked male bodies. It is early spring and very warm when I come to your place so you are almost naked except for a pair of sheer running shorts and a pair of silky see through bikini panties barely concealing your manly treasures. I am similarly dressed as I approach your door. I nervously knock on your door with trembling hands. It seems like hours before you open the door but it eventually opens revealing a barely dressed and very sexy looking man. You extend a smooth and warm hand towards me and I place my hand in yours and you invite me inside.



With a couple of drinks and little small talk out of the way we head for your bedroom at a seemingly quick and urgent pace. Once in your sanctuary we quickly embrace as our hungry mouths seek each other out. We suck tongues and explore almost naked bodies for what seems like forever until you slowly coax me down onto your satiny soft bed covers as we both now lay back on the silky soft cloth. We begin to explore each other s hot flesh and I am transfixed at your sexy smooth skin as my hands roam all over your chest and legs. I then boldly run my hands across your silk covered cock and hot balls. I can see the outline of a very beautiful cock and tight balls hidden beneath the sheer material of the running shorts and silky revealing panties. You seem to get harder almost in an instant



My what a beautiful sight that lay before me now a lovely hard cock and balls covered in sheer material almost visible but still covered and mostly hidden from my view. Since I had already seen some of your pictures I had been fantasizing about this moment for quite sometime. I did not believe it would actually happen but reality was now upon me and I loved it.



My hungry hands roam all over your naked flesh as shivers run all up your spine. I then turn my attention to your beautifully erect cock which is straining the silky material that covers it. I stroke the length of your hot dick and gently cup your steaming hot balls. I can no longer resist the temptation and I suddenly grasp the waistband of the running shorts and slide them gently down your shapely legs. I am now one step closer to seeing the object of my recent fantasies but I like to tease a little too so I leave the sexy sheer panties in place as my wanting mouth seeks out the hot man flesh beneath the sexy sheer material.



I finally get to taste your maleness as my lips and tongue give worship to your lovely swollen dick beneath the now wet material. Due to the wetness of the material I can now see your hard dick as if the panties were not even there. I could see the perfect image of a hot and wet dick that seems to be begging for more oral attention. I moved the material just enough to reveal the swollen crimson purple head as my tongue now makes its first actual contact with your lovely hard cock.



I start to lick it and then take it into my wet mouth and suck it slowly and wetly in and out of my now dripping mouth. I can feel the heat of your sex in my mouth as your swollen cock head gets hotter and hotter as I slowly suck it in and out. I stroke the silk covered balls with one hand as the other one explores your hot naked flesh as I continue to orally worship your velvety smooth and steaming hot crown. I now have the overwhelming urge to see a little more skin so I pull aside the material covering your hot man pearls as the wet shaven balls fall into my view.



Oh what a sexy sight that lay before me. I am now just inches from your shaved cock and balls oh so wet and beautiful. I now just have to get you completely naked so I slide the wet panties from around your shapely smooth legs and drop them to the floor. I now have complete access to your sexy man treasures all wet and hard. You willingly offer it to me with the intent of getting the ultimate of pleasures a hot wet and deep throat to fuck. I now am able to touch the silky smoothness of your burning hot crimson purple dick head with my dripping wet tongue. I flick the silky head with my tongue and taste your yummy cream as you squirm on the silky sheets and moan your approval.



I can feel the heat rising up from your hot sex tool as my dripping mouth brings pleasure to your stiff dick. I slowly lick and suck the entire cock as you grow even harder in my mouth. Your moans of ecstasy tell me that I am meeting your approval with my oral worshiping of your sweet suckable cock. I suddenly get the urge to bury your stiff dick deeply into my hot and wet throat. I plunge deeply onto your stiff cock until it disappears from sight. Your moans are now deeper as your hot dick disappears again and again deep into my wanting sucking mouth. I cup your dripping wet man pearls while the pretty dick again disappears from sight.



There is nothing prettier or sexier than a shaved dick and balls and I now move to suck your tight man pearls deep into my wet cavern. You squirm even more as I suck your silky wet pearls deep into my hot mouth. I suck and lick the tight balls in and out again and again while you moan your approval. I let the wet man pearls slip from my mouth with an erotic sucking sound as the pretty pearls plop from my dripping mouth. Suddenly I again have a strong need to taste your stiff pole and I quickly engulf it until it disappears from sight once again.



Now with new and different urges coaxing me on I gently roll you onto your stomach as your very pretty and sexy butt now comes into view. Your perfectly smooth and curvy ass cheeks now seem to beg for some attention as I slowly let my hot hands explore their firmness. I urge you up onto your knees and now I can see your smooth sweet man puss. I kiss and lick all over your pretty cheeks all white and smooth and lick all along your hairless ass crack. I can feel you tense up as my hot dripping wet tongue passes by your pretty pink rose bud which makes me shiver with excitement to know that I am having such an erotic effect on you.



The effect on me was overwhelming me too so with you up on your knees I crawl beneath you and lay face up to see the most erotic sight you could ever ask for. Now hovering above me was one of the prettiest cocks I have ever been privileged to suck. Those tight wet balls attached to that hard dripping dick and that now open rosebud where all overwhelming me and I just had to have a taste of each one of them.



I grasp your naked hips and urge you closer to my wanting mouth. My first taste is of your pretty pink bud as I guide you down onto my waiting face. The fresh scent of a hot sexy man overtakes me and your deep moans barely muffle the wet sucking and licking sounds of hot oral man sex. I gladly make sweet oral love to your now open man hole.



I plunge a hot tongue into you as deep as possible and urge you to move up and down on my extended tongue which you gladly do as your deep moans continue to show your appreciation. I tongue fuck your hot ass as you move in time with me and my deep plunges into your hot man puss. You are now literally screaming with pleasure as my wet mouth snake seeks and finds its prey.



I now turn my attention to your hot and wet shaved balls so tight and pretty and glistening. I move towards them with dripping mouth and I can now feel their silky wetness upon my hot tongue once again. My wet mouth snake wraps itself all around the silky mound and shivers overwhelm me as I orally worship your steaming hot and silky man pearls. The view from above was one of pure eroticism as I suck on your pretty balls I can see your hot stiff dick moving with the rhythm and it now seems to be begging me for more oral attention which I fully intended to provide.



I now turn my attention to your hot sexy dick that is again screaming for my oral worshiping. I move my wet tongue all along its silky bottom side as you move back and forth to assist me in our oral pleasures. Your stiff but silky manhood slides all along my open mouth just helping itself to my wet snaking tongue and soft sucking lips. I can see a bead of clear fluid peeking out from your swollen purple cock head and I greedily reach out a wet tongue to accept your silky nectar and all of its creamy smoothness.



I quietly and softly ask for a couple of pillows which you provide for me. I place them under me in order to gain better access to your lovely stiff dick. Feeling more comfortable now I am ready to give you the hottest deep throat blowjob and face fuck you have ever had. I reach for your smooth ass checks and guide them towards me. I spot another large drop of clear leaking fluid as I guide the sweet stiff dick to my wet and waiting tunnel.



My mouth and your sweet dick become one as I pull you towards me. I roam all around the swollen purple cock head with my dripping wet tongue as you once again begin moaning with pleasure. I slowly pull your sweet ass close enough to swallow your entire dick deeply into my sucking mouth. I am now just a hot and willing cum slut who is offering my dripping wet mouth for you to fuck any way you want to. I release my grip on your sexy ass cheeks and you quickly take the lead.



With gagging speech I beg you to fuck my face deeply. You begin with slow but deep strokes and I can see your hot dick disappear completely into my sucking mouth once again. I reach to caress your silky wet balls as you face fuck your new found cum slut. I cup your silky balls and tug on them gently as you use my dripping and willing mouth for your oral pleasure. Now with hot saliva dripping from my leaking wet mouth and your sexy hot dick plunging in and out I can feel your steamy balls contract which tells me you are almost ready for the ultimate pleasure. I grasp your silky balls tighter as if checking for more signs of your eminent pleasure.



I feel them contract suddenly and forcefully and I knew your time of ecstasy was now upon us. You bury your hot dick deeply in me one more time before I pull off of it because I want to see your silky cream erupting from your deeply purple and swollen dick head. I see the most beautiful cock ever all dripping wet and hard just milliseconds from pure ecstasy. I open wide and stroke the dripping wet dick a few times before I get my earned reward.



The hot dick in front of me suddenly responds with stream after stream of silky hot and tasty man cream as my reward. The sight of that sexy dick spurting hot silk for me to taste was just too much. My own cock started squirting inside my shorts and I had not even touched it. I felt the hot cream running down my balls and ass crack as I swallowed the last few beads of your own tasty man silk.



Again I took your still hard and deeply purple cock head into my mouth and teased the sensitive gland with my still dripping tongue. I quickly sucked your sexy dick deeply once more as the taste of fresh man silk lingered on my tongue. I held your softening cock until it no longer cooperated. As we lay down beside each other you reach to kiss me passionately. We spend the next passing time kissing and cuddling each other into deep sleep.



When we awaken you say to me You know what? That was the best sex I ever had with anyone. It was definitely the most sexy and erotic blowjob I have ever been privileged to receive . Thanks I said I hope we will meet again. If I have my way you can be assured that will meet again!

Twink unloads into fresh hunk?s open mouth

My Life is You Ch. 04

Dillon s arms ached in a way that he couldn t remember them having done before. His shoulders cried out each time he moved his back throbbing in time with the beating of his heart.



None of that mattered though. Tonight he had done something he hadn t believed possible just a week ago. Without any help from Nurse Sterning or Seth he had used the bar to get himself out of bed into the wheelchair to the bathroom back out and into bed again.



Who would ever have thought that a simple piss would be the greatest independent act of his life? Surely not him. It didn t matter. Dillon felt on top of the world.



Collapsing back onto the pillows he barely had the energy to draw the covers up and over him before falling asleep. For the first time in a long time his sleep wasn t bothered with dreams of hopelessness.



Unseen Seth quietly closed the door to Dillon s bedroom. Pride shone from his eyes. Putting his hand to the door for just a moment he envisioned the man lying within before going back to his own bed.



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The sun shone in through the drapes dappling the floor as the trees moved languidly outside the window. Birds newly arrived from the south sang joyously to each other exchanging news of their travels.



Inside Dillon lay upon the massage table oblivious to the world around him. All his energy all his might was focused upon his knee. Gasping in pain he slowly bent his knee letting Seth handle the weight of his leg.



Sweat beaded his body. His fingers clenched knuckles straining white against the edge of the table. Letting out a moan he slowly lowered his leg back to the surface of the table.



Sucking in a breath he began the exercise again. Raise the leg slowly bend the knee straighten the knee lower the leg to the table. Once upon a time this would have been a simple sequence. He had done many more complicated moves with his legs in the past. Now it seemed the hardest thing in the world.



Seth smiled and removed his hands from Dillon s leg. Your range of motion is greatly improved Dillon. You almost have your knee to a 90-degree angle.



Dillon thought for a moment before speaking. Will my knee ever be as strong as it once was? He had wanted to ask for a long time but had been too apprehensive when it came to the answer.



Sighing Seth moved to a nearby table. I m not going to lie to you Dillon he said picking up a bottle of massage oil and dropping it into the warmer. You were in great shape and extremely active before the accident so with hard work you can be that way again. But you re going to have a bum knee. It s going to ache after workouts or on days you walk a lot. You ll probably develop arthritis in that knee later on in life. Who cares though? Most people end up with arthritis in their joints. If you want to keep up your study of the martial arts you ll be able to do it. If you want to do yoga again I say go for it. You just might end up using more ice packs than you used to.



Martial arts? Dillon asked as he rolled over onto his stomach. I wouldn t think that would be possible. Not since I can t well you know . . .



Oh you already know all the forms Seth replied. You can probably see them in your mind now. It doesn t matter that you can t see them in the mirror as long as you have someone to watch for you. Also martial arts focuses in on sensing the world around you. It helps develop concentration and focus. I think that s more important for you now than ever before.



Opening the warmer Seth used a towel to pluck the bottle of massage lotion from its steamy confines. He carried it over to the massage table and set it on the special tray designed for that task.



Any particular areas I should concentrate on today?



Not really Dillon replied. Although I almost wish there were just so I d get one of your extra-long massages.



Seth laughed and squirted some massage lotion into his hands. No cheating. If you want a more in-depth massage all you have to do is ask.



I m asking! Dillon exclaimed before lowering his head down onto his folded arms.



They both fell silent as Seth began Dillon s massage. This had become a daily ritual one they both enjoyed. It was a quiet time not filled with pressures or expectations for either of them. They could each relax with private thoughts.



Dillon usually just drifted letting his mind wander. It was one of the few times he wasn t concentrating on getting better or trying to figure out what he was going to do with his life. Sometimes he just enjoyed the chance to lie still and do nothing.



Today though he was unable to drift like he normally did. Instead his mind was focused on the knead and press and stroke of Seth s hands over his body. He moaned slightly as Seth worked out a muscle knot where Dillon hadn t known one existed.



Seth s hands moved from his shoulders down his back. His thumbs supplied firm pressure on both sides of Dillon s spine while his large palms transferred warmth to the broad plane of his back. The heels of his hands provided firm pressure as he stroked over Dillon s smooth skin.



Dillon moaned again this time from the feel of Seth s strong hands on his body. He didn t know if Seth was a handsome man or not but Seth s obviously well muscled body was beginning to become central to Dillon s limited fantasy life.



Seth s hands moved down to the small of Dillon s back. His fingers brushed over the rise of Dillon s buttocks as he continued to massage away any stress that Dillon might be feeling.



Next came Dillon s favorite part. Seth inserted his fingers into the legs of Dillon s shorts so that he could rub the muscles at the top of Dillon s back thighs before moving down. Today Dillon s penis was rigid as it lay along his inner leg. He found himself hoping that Seth s fingers would move inward and stroke the head of his penis.



It wasn t meant to be however. Instead Seth s hands moved farther down his legs. Dillon let out a tiny sigh as his hopes for some sign that Seth was interested faded away.



Of course he didn t know if Seth was into men or not. Their relationship was not really a friendship. Seth was dedicated to Dillon s recovery and as such was a caregiver. While they had developed a type of comradery they had never moved into the realm of confidence sharing.



Dillon didn t even know if Seth was aware of Dillon s homosexuality. Dillon had never spoken of the painful scene with Brad. No one in Dillon s life including his friends now knew that he was single. He had discovered that after time had gone by he could still interact with some of his friends. They didn t pity him but they did have compassion for him. He could take compassion. Brad s desertion however might push them over the edge into pity. There was no way he was going to have that.



Seth s hands had moved down to Dillon s calves. Seth was always very careful here making sure not to cause Dillon any extra pain when near his knee.



Oh how he would love to have Seth s hands stroking over him in passion! Part of him wondered if he felt that way because Seth was the only man around but another part recognized that Seth was truly a wonderful man. Dillon s skin tingled wherever Seth touched him even if it was the slightest brush.



If he could see he d know if Seth felt the same way. People even the most reserved of people gave away their feelings in hundreds of ways. Their eyes dilated their nostrils flared slightly their breathing increased when they were aroused. If they were near someone they found attractive they would watch that person for longer periods of time than normal often trying to do so covertly almost always failing.



He couldn t observe any of this however. Did Seth watch him? Did his eyes dilate? Dillon was sure if his own eyes were properly functioning now all you d see was pupil.



For about the millionth time he cursed his new blindness. He had come closer to accepting it than he had ever thought possible but he missed being able to see someone he was attracted to. Dillon had always been a very visual man both in and out of relationships.



He remembered watching the sunset and thanking the Lord for the beauty spread out before him. Brad had once taken him on a picnic in the park. He d loved watching the little kids play seeing hair flying as they jumped and slid and ran. The world offered so much visual beauty that he would never see again.



He had been just as visually stimulated in bed. The sight of a muscle pushing against skin had always been enough to make his breathing quicken. Watching Brad after a shared workout he d treasured the sight of sweat running down Brad s body and imagining how he would let his tongue follow it later. Then there was looking at an ass. Dillon was an ass man. He loved the sight feel taste and smell of a well-made ass. Given the chance he could still touch taste smell but he d never see again.



Now he felt Seth s hands on the bottoms of his feet. Dillon shivered as Seth s fingers moved between each of his toes. If he only knew how Seth felt he would be on him in an instant. As it was Dillon had to fight not to turn over exposing how aroused he was.



Dillon concentrated on breathing deep trying to focus his thoughts on anything other than Seth and the touch of Seth s hands on his body. Soon he really would have to turn over. Dillon didn t want to betray himself when he did so.



The time came. Seth told him to turn over. Dillon didn t want to hesitate and gain Seth s attention that way but neither did he want Seth to see the massive erection he was sporting. Deciding that no matter what Seth was going to see the state he was in eventually Dillon slowly turned onto his back.



Seth only hesitated a moment before picking up the bottle of massage lotion again. Squirting some onto his hands he rubbed them together before going to work on Dillon s shoulders and chest.



When Seth s hands moved over Dillon s nipples Dillon couldn t stop himself from moaning. Seth jerked back. Dillon heard him take a deep breath prior to resuming the massage. He continued to massage Dillon seeming to concentrate fiercely on the task.



Inwardly Dillon was berating himself for letting even that small bit of lust show. Outwardly he was doing his best not to reveal any more of what he was feeling.



Once the massage was done Seth silently moved to clean up the area. He placed the bottle of massage lotion back by the warmer and cleaned his hands with a towel. He then threw the towel into the hamper.



Do you need me to help you into your wheelchair Dillon? Seth asked his deep voice seeming thunderous in the previously silent room.



No Dillon said I think I just want to rest here for a while before heading back to my room. I ll manage on my own or call for help if I need it once I m ready to move.



Seth silently left the room.



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The music in the club was loud making conversation difficult. Waiters and waitresses in tight leather pants or skirts and red t-shirts with Fantasia scrawled across them moved among the throngs of people. Some carried specific orders while others had trays of pre-made shots.



Seth sat in a corner booth with some of his friends watching the couples on the dance floor. Next to him Nathan was holding hands w/his current love and betting on which dance couples were about to get down and dirty. Across from him Eric was laughing as he and Belinda made up pretend biographies for some of the more unusually dressed club goers.



His hand wrapped around a beer Seth silently listened to his friends. Normally he would either be betting against Nathan or adding details to Eric and Belinda s game but tonight he just silently enjoyed their company.



He had needed badly to get out. For the past two months he had concentrated all his energy and skills on Dillon making him the center of his life. The problem with that was that Dillon really was becoming central to his life. Seth was a professional man. Never had he crossed the line with a patient. As much as he wanted to do so now he knew it would be wrong.



Seth was aware Dillon was gay. It would have been hard to miss. Not that Dillon acted like the stereotypical gay men you saw on television. Far from it. If Seth weren t living in Dillon s house he would be convinced that Dillon was as straight as straight could be.



Given the selection of porn in Dillon s entertainment center and the wide range of lubes available in both the bathroom and the guest bedroom however Dillon was either an extremely accommodating host to his gay friends or he was gay himself.



Even that wouldn t have been a sure-fire way to tell but a phone call from Brad which he had answered was the final proof. Just yesterday this Brad had called to check on Dillon. Since Dillon no longer even kept a telephone in his bedroom it was up to Seth and Mrs. Sterning to catch all the incoming calls.



Brad had been very relieved when Dillon hadn t been the one to answer the phone. As far as Seth was concerned Brad had also been a scum-sucking shit bag. When Brad had said he was a friend of Dillon s and asked how Dillon was doing Seth had offered to take the phone to Dillon.



Talk about backtracking fast! Brad had been very hasty to say he just couldn t talk to Dillon now. It would be too hard on him knowing that Dillon was handicapped (a word Seth hated) and that their relationship had ended at such a time. Brad had assured Seth that things were practically over between Dillon and him anyway but then he had given that nervous little laugh that was the hallmark of a bad liar.



No wonder Dillon had been in such bad emotional health when Seth arrived. Losing your sight and worrying about your future physical health were terrifying things. But having the man you loved dump you because of his problems with it well that was just beyond brutal.



Earth to Seth Earth to Seth Eric s voice intruded into his thoughts. Hey baby brother wake up over there!



Seth smiled looking into eyes identical to his own. It always amused him when Eric called him baby brother. After all they were only fifteen minutes apart in age.



I m awake Eric. Seth replied. My eyes are open and everything.



Belinda laughed. Your eyes are open and your brain s engaged but the two aren t working together.



What on earth does that mean?



It means that a gorgeous man has been trying to get your attention for the past fifteen minutes and you haven t even noticed Nathan replied pointing toward another booth just a few feet away.



Nathan was right. The guy was gorgeous. He had dark brown hair that was just short of being black. It curled just a bit but not much since it was cut too short to really have enough to curl. His pale skin contrasted nicely with a pair of sparkling aquamarine eyes. He obviously worked out since his biceps were straining the arms of his shirt. All in all normally he was the sort of guy Seth would have gone for.



Seth was stunned to find he wasn t interested at all. His body was too contrived. It was clear that his muscles came from the gym and the gym alone. No amount of hard work or athletics put them there. While his mouth was nicely sculpted it wasn t full begging to be kissed.



I think someone s going to get lucky tonight! Nathan boasted. Besides me he hastily added turning to kiss Greg on the mouth.



Greg traced his fingertip around Nathan s lip then pushed him away playfully. You hope you re getting lucky!



Come on you guys! Belinda exclaimed. Let Seth decide for himself if he s going to try and hook up with that guy. Besides it s not all about getting lucky. Have any of you thought about the fact that they might be a relationship waiting to happen?



Eric picked up Belinda s hand and said I m not going to answer that on the grounds that I might piss you off and end up being the only guy at this table not to get lucky tonight.



Even Seth laughed at that one. Of course he didn t believe for a moment that Belinda was going to cut Eric off tonight. Even after four years of marriage Belinda and Eric still steamed up the room whenever they were together. Seth only knew of one occasion when Eric had been left on the couch and that had been early on in their marriage. Now they seemed to have the best marriage he had ever seen.



So what are you waiting for bro? Eric asked. Go talk to your man!



No I don t think so Seth said taking a sip of his beer. I m here to hang out with all of you not troll for guys.



The four others exchanged a look. Then Greg leaned forward. Look Seth I ve known you the shortest amount of time but even I can tell there s something wrong. Is it anything you want to talk about?



Seth thought before answering. On the one hand he didn t really know what was wrong. On the other talking things out was usually the best help a person could have.



Earlier today I was doing another session with my client. I ve told you about him. The guy who was blinded and shattered his knee in a car accident. Everyone nodded indicating that they remembered what Seth was talking about. Well after each training session I give him a massage help him to relax before he heads back to his room.



That s pretty standard from what you ve told us Eric said. I thought you did that with most of your clients.



Sighing Seth said I do. There are a lot of therapeutic reasons that I won t bore you with but I definitely believe it s a good practice. This was different though. He got hard during the massage and I found myself wanting to caress him more than massage him. I ve never felt this way toward a client before.



Maybe you can t have him as a client then Belinda said. Maybe you and he are meant to be something more. But I know you. You firmly believe in maintaining your professionalism. You d never cross the line with a client. So in order for you to find out what you could have with this guy you may have to stop being his therapist.



It s not that easy Seth replied. His boyfriend dumped him just after the accident. Two previous therapists have dropped him. I can t do that too. After all he s come so far. What would another person walking away from him do?



Then you ll have to keep yourself distanced Eric said. Help him. He needs you now. When this is all over when he s walking again let him walk away.



Let Dillon walk away. How on earth could he do that? The only time Seth wanted to see the back of Dillon was when he had his hands on him.



Eric had a point however. So did Belinda. It would be unethical to use the close relationship that a therapist forms with his patient to get that patient in bed. Seth couldn t go there. He d not only be in danger of losing his license he d also never forgive himself.



Dillon deserved a physical therapist that had his best interests at heart. Seth definitely had that. Morosely Seth realized that would have to be enough because he could never let there be more.

Gay teacher jerks off watching his teen students fuck and joins the boys for some hardcore fun

Guardian Angel Ch. 04

Hey everyone! Well here is the next chapter of Guardian Angel. I decided against continuing the story in Quinn s perspective based on reader s comments as well as my own preference. Please leave any comments you have I really do enjoy reading them all and I hope you all enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed writing it!



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Quinn was shaking as he walked up the stairs to his locker luckily he hadn t encountered Ryan or anybody else from his world religions class. He got to his locker and was almost brought to tears by what he saw there was writing all over it mostly words like Fag or Cocksucker all over it. He quickly opened his locker so that he could get his books and then leave for class. Once he had all his books ready he began to leave for his world religions class hoping nobody would say anything about what happened Friday but already knowing they would. Hey Faggot! Someone shouted from behind him.



Before Quinn could even turn around to see his tormentor he was pushed to the ground his books went flying everywhere. He started to get up but felt the bottom of someone s shoe connect with his back sending him flat on the ground. He tried to talk but nothing came out he wasn t able to make any noise except to whimper. The next blow hit him in the ribs and again he tried to call out but nothing came. By now all the other kids had surrounded him in a circle all of them taunting him and calling him names. He kept wondering why no one came to his rescue why not teachers were breaking this up yet.



Stupid cocksucker! Another blow and another and another most to his ribs back or head. He prayed he d pass out soon enough so he didn t have to go through the pain.



Quinn! Suddenly he heard Galen s voice through all of the name calling and he was no longer at his school being beaten but instead in his room with Galen. Galen was shaking him all the while saying his name over and over. That s when Quinn realized he had been dreaming he wrapped his arms around Galen and began crying. Shhh it was a dream just a dream. A horrible dream it s not real.



Th-th-they w-w-ere h-h-h-hurting m-me! Quinn wailed.



I know I know you were screaming in your sleep Quinn but everything s okay its all okay. Galen was gently rocking Quinn back and forth hoping to calm the poor boy.



N-n-n-nobod-dy h-helped! N-n-n-no o-one!



It s okay it s okay. They can t hurt you here you re with me I won t let them touch you. Galen comforted. Quinn buried his head in Galen s chest and continued to cry while Galen comforted him.



Galen picked up the shaking boy and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the warm water and waited for the tub to fill. Quinn didn t seem to acknowledge that he d been moved from his room to the bathroom or that Galen was filling the tub he just continued to cry against Galen s strong chest. When the tub was filled without even bothering to remove Quinn s pyjama pants he lowered themselves into the warm water. It was only once Quinn was in the water that he looked up from where his head rested on Galen s shoulder once realizing where he was he laid his head back down on Galen s shoulder. Galen continued to rock Quinn back and forth all the while murmuring endearments to him. Quinn was no longer crying but instead lightly sniffling when the tears had finally stopped Quinn looked up into Galen s face and was almost reduced back to tears with the amount of love he could see in Galen s face.



You okay? Galen asked looking slightly worried.



Quinn just nodded and laid his head back on Galen s shoulder he was glad Galen had taken him to the washroom ever since he was young he found warm baths calmed him down then he realized that was probably why Galen brought him here because he d been watching Quinn from day one and already knew this. He never thought he d meet someone who knew everything there was to know about him not a secret in the world he could hide from Galen. It made him feel exposed like he had nothing to hide behind but at the same time he felt comforted that Galen knew everything he just wished he knew everything there was to know about Galen.



I-i-i d-d-don t w-wanna g-go t-t-to s-school t-t-tomorrow. Quinn stammered out.



Galen lifted Quinn s chin to look into his eyes he leant down and kissed Quinn s forehead You can t stop going Quinn.



W-why n-n-not? I-if I-I-I g-g-go th-they ll h-hurt me!



If you stop going I have to go back to where I came from and watch over you that way. Galen whispered. He felt Quinn tense as he finished his sentence.



Quinn s eyes filled with tears at the thought of not having Galen around. W-why?



Part of the condition of my being here is that you must continue to do things you would have done if I weren t here like school. If you stop going they ll see it as I m interfering and therefore causing you to feel you don t need school. You DO need your schooling for what you re going to do and if you stop going your life path will be altered too much.



I-I m s-scared t-t-to g-go.



I know you are but your almost done highschool Quinn you ll be graduating school in a few months don t let them win by not allowing yourself to get your diploma we both know your so very smart and destined for great things but if you don t get that diploma you will truly limit yourself. And I ll still be with you when you re at school you won t be able to see me but I ll be there watching over you. Galen whispered. He truly hated that Quinn was this scared to go back nobody should have to be frightened this way no one.



Y-you will? Quinn asked not sure if he believed it.



Yes I will be a guardian angel cannot leave the side of the one they watch so when I can t be with you physically then I go back to my spirit form and watch over you that way. So I WILL be with you You ll never be alone. You never truly were alone Quinn. Galen said.



O-okay ... I-I ll g-go. Quinn whispered.



Quinn laid his head back down on Galen s shoulder and just enjoyed the angel s arms wrapped protectively around him along with the warmth of the water and Galen s body. He still didn t want to go back but he didn t want Galen to leave either and Galen was right he did have very high marks and he probably would be able to get a good job so not finishing highschool would only cripple his future in the end. Galen and Quinn just sat there in the warm water holding eachother and enjoying the other s company not wanting to let go. After about a half hour they both decided to get out and dry off. Neither of them had planned anything for that day so just decided to stay at home and lounge around the house. Normally Quinn would be doing his homework except he couldn t due to the face that he had left his bag at school when he ran out of the room in utter humiliation but he didn t wish to think about that event.



They decided to have grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner and then icecream for dessert. While they were eating the phone began to ring and Quinn went to go answer it.



H-hello?



Hey bud how is everything over there? Quinn s father asked.



I-it s g-good Quinn answered.



That s good to hear I just called to make sure everything was fine and to let you know that I ll be home late on Saturday this week.



E-everyth-thing i-i-is f-fine h-here.



How is everything at school Quinn? Jackson asked.



I-it s f-fine. Quinn lied.



Okay well I better go so I will talk to you again sometime this week okay bud?



O-o-okay b-bye.



Bye son. Jackson said before hanging up the phone.



Quinn hung up the phone and went back to where Galen was to lie down with him again. He smiled as Galen began to tenderly stroke his hair.



You lied to your father. Galen stated.



W-what? Quinn replied taken a little off guard.



You told him everything was fine at school when it wasn t. I don t understand why you don t ever talk to him about what goes on at school. Galen said continuing to gently stroke Quinn s hair.



I-i-it s n-not l-like h-h-he c-can d-d-do a-anyth-thing. Quinn responded.



He can t do anything because you don t tell him anything he knows that you re being picked on at school and has tried on several occasions to get the school involved but the school cannot do anything unless YOU tell them what is going on. And when it comes down to it your father can do a lot more for you than I can all I can do is be here for you when you need me and I always will be. But if you want it to stop completely you need to come forward and say something! Galen said.



B-b-but i-i-if I t-tell a-a-anyone th-they ll only h-hurt me m-m-more!



They can only hurt you now because you re too afraid to say anything that s exactly what it is they re couting on you being too afraid to say anything. If you do speak out than they re left with the consequences of their actions and nothing more. The truth is they won t want to come after you for saying anything because by then they ll know that you are not afraid and WILL tell people and they ll only be left with MORE consequences. I know you re afraid to say anything because you think you ll be standing alone but you won t be! Your father and myself will be there standing with you and the school is taking these sorts of issues much more seriously once they find out what has been going on with you then they too will be standing with you. You are never alone. But I can t make you stand up for yourself I can only be here for you. You have to make the decision in the end Quinn whether the bullying continues or not is ultimately up to you. Galen said.



Quinn wasn t sure what to say he knew Galen was right but he was still afraid to speak out against any of it it was easier said than done.



I-I ll th-think a-a-about i-it. Quinn replied.



Galen knew that he wouldn t be able to force Quinn to say anything but at least he d gotten him to consider it.



H-how w-w-will y-y-you g-g-go b-b-back t-to sp-spirit f-form? Quinn asked obviously wanting to change the subject.



I go to sleep. When my physical body is asleep my spirit leaves it and I can stay that way for as long as I wish to. Galen explained.



S-so w-when y-you w-w-went t-t-to s-s-sleep l-last n-n-night y-y-you w-w-were r-r-really a-awake? J-j-just i-i-i-in y-y-your s-spirit f-form?



Yes I don t actually need sleep my body can stay awake for however long I want sleeping just gives me a way to leave my body. Usually when I sleep at night with you and I leave my body I go to the spirit world and report to the Arch Angels.



O-oh th-that d b-b-be c-cool t-t-to d-do. Quinn responded.



And I wish I could take you although unfortunately you aren t able to do that. But when you die your spirit will leave your body and you will go straight to the spirit world.



I-I g-g-get i-it. Quinn replied.



For the rest of the night before they went to bed they decided to watch National Treasure one of Quinn s favourite movies. Though neither of them really paid a whole lot of attention to the movie Quinn couldn t stop thinking about what would happen on Monday and Galen couldn t stop trying to think of ways to comfort Quinn. By the time the movie was over Quinn felt as though he were emotionally drained and just wanted to go to bed. Galen was worried for him he didn t want Quinn to be scared and wished he could make all of his problems go away he hated that his sweet Quinn had to be scared like this.



After turning off the T.V. he picked Quinn up and carried him to the bedroom. As they both lay down Galen held Quinn close to him so that they were in a spooning position. Galen could sense Quinn s trepidation about Monday and wanted very badly to relax him in some way. His hand slowly travelled down Quinn s torso and stopped at Quinn s groin he heard Quinn take a deep breath as he gently squeezed the quickly hardening member through his pajama pants. For a few moments he continued to gently kneed Quinn s groin Galen brought his hand up to the waistband of Quinns pants and slid his hand underneath and grasped his hard penis. While he stroked Quinn s cock he used his free hand to play with Quinn s small nipples. Quinn knew it wouldn t be long before he shot his load but tried to prolong it anyway. Galen listened as Quinn s breath began to quicken and felt as his rock hard cock seemed to harden more.



ungg ohhhh Quinn moaned.



Cum for me. Galen whispered in Quinn s ear. He began to pump Quinn faster as the boy stiffened up and released his seed covering his chest and Galen s hand. As Quinn began to come down from his orgasm Galen continued to slowly milk Quinn to ensure his balls were empty.



Quinn let out a soft moan as Galen took his hand away from his sensitive member. He relaxed into Galen s embrace as the angel wrapped both arms and wings around his small body.



Everything will be fine tomorrow Quinn I promise.



Quinn turned around to face Galen and wrapped his arms around him. I-I l-love y-y-you s-s-so m-much. Quinn replied.



I love you too Quinn so very very much.



P-p-promise y-y-you w-won t l-let th-them h-h-hurt m-me? Quinn asked looking up into Galen s eyes.



Galen felt so much love for Quinn as he looked into the boy s eyes he wanted to be able to make that promise but knew he wouldn t be able to do much if they did hurt Quinn. I ll do my very best Quinn. Galen whispered his voice choking as the tears welled up in his eyes.



Quinn nodded his understanding and laid his head back down and snuggled closer to Galen he had a bad feeling about tomorrow but knew his angel would do anything he could to protect him.



Quinn got up that morning and started to walk towards the bathroom as he walked there something didn t feel quite right but he couldn t put his finger on it. Quinn entered the washroom and started his morning ritual beginning with his shower after which he used the toilet and once done his business went on to brush his teeth. He was brushing his teeth when he looked into the mirror above the sink. He nearly choked on the toothpaste as he seen what was wrong right on his forehead was a tattoo the word FAGGOT. He spit out the toothpaste and grabbed for a washcloth and immediately began roughly scrubbing at the word but to no avail. No matter how hard he scrubbed the word would not come off. He dropped the cloth and ran out of the bathroom.



GALEN! He screamed but was answered with silence. He screamed Galen s name again and again but each time got no reply.



He started to hear noises coming from his backyard and darted for the backdoor and burst into the outdoors. What he saw nearly made him faint all of his relatives were out there celebrating some sort of occasion. There were balloons and cake and small children running around. He noticed a boy who looked to be eight sitting in the corner alone it looked as though the other children were picking on him. He started to walk towards him but stopped as he seen his father make a beeline towards the boy. He watched as his father roughly grabbed the boy s small arm and pull him away. Then Quinn s father looked up and seen him standing there and evil smile appeared across his face as he shouted He s here! and then began pulling the boy toward him.



Quinn didn t understand what was happening as his father walked towards him he was scared and wanted to go back inside. Everybody was looking at Quinn and his father now as his father stopped right infront of him.



D-d-dad w-w-what s g-g-going o-on? Quinn asked with fear in his voice. Jackson ignored his question and looked down at the boy who s arm he was holding. He leant down and grabbed the boy s chin and angled his head so he was looking at Quinn. See Quinn? You take a good look at him he s a faggot who s going to die a firey death and be sent to hell. You NEVER become one of them you hear boy? Or you ll be kicked out just like the rest of em!



Quinn looked down at the boy who his father had just called Quinn and realized this was a younger version of himself more specifically this was at his 8th birthday party! Tears began to well up into his eyes as his father began to yell obscenities at him and point. Soon the rest of his family were yelling the same things someone had thrown a piece of cake at him and it wasn t long before it caught on and he was getting food thrown at him from all directions. Quinn was crying hard as he began running away from his family who had obviously rejected him he needed to get out of that place fast.



BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!



Quinn was startled as he was woken up from his nightmare. He had tears in his eyes as he looked at the clock by his bed that read 630AM he then remembered he had school that day and immediately began to convulse as the sobs racked through his frail body. As he cried he felt himself being wrapped in downy soft feathered wings he leaned back into Galen s body and felt the angel s arms wrap around him as well. Galen gently rocked Quinn back and forth as the boy continued to cry.



Shhh it s okay Quinn it s okay you re alright.



I-I-I d-d-don t-t th-th-th-thi-ink I-I-I c-c-can g-g-go! Quinn wailed.



Yes you can Quinn I know you can Galen whispered.



Quinn didn t respond instead just continued to cry as Galen rocked him. He didn t want to go to school but he knew he had to if he wanted to keep Galen here with him and that was something he deffinitely wanted. His crying became less and less and eventually stopped he just laid back against Galen as the strong angel held him. He didn t know what was going to happen at school today nor did he want to think about it all he wanted was to get through this day peacefully. Quinn slowly stopped crying but remained in Galen s embrace he didn t want to let go ever.



We need to get you ready so you don t miss the bus. I promise I ll be there Quinn right by your side always. Galen whispered.



Quinn slowly unfolded himself from Galen but refused to let go of his hand as he got off the bed he wanted to keep any sort of contact with the angel that he could. Galen understood that Quinn wanted to keep contact and hopped off the bed as well still holding the boy s hand. Quinn lead the way to the kitchen to have some breakfast choosing cereal as they did not have enough time to cook anything. As he ate he kept going over in his mind all of the possible events that could happen today wondering if anyone would say anything about what had happend on Friday. By now everyone had to know things in highschool spread like wildfire and you d have to be a real outcast not to know what s happening even Quinn knew all the rumours that went around and he didn t even have any friends.



He remembered that time when Emily Baker got pregnant boy did he feel sorry for her. EVERYONE knew about that one things that weren t even true evolved from just that one rumour. It went from her being pregnant to that not only was she pregnant but that the father was a homeless man who lived on the streets that paid her to have sex and that as a result of having sex with the man she got all sorts of sexually transmitted diseases one of them being herpes and AIDS. Another rumour was that it was HER father who was the father of the child boy would that be messed up. As the pregnancy went on more rumours came about one being that she was tested and it was found that the baby was deformed with a third arm and a tail or something to that effect. But when the baby was finally born it was perfectly normal and the father turned out to be a member of the drama club!



He then started to think about Elizabeth Verno and that time people found out she gave a blow job to some jock on the football team. People were so vicious to her she changed schools! Quinn was really starting to worry as he thought about all of these things he really didn t want to have to change schools because that would mean his father would find out he were gay and that wouldn t be good. He wondered if because he were a guy it would be different because all the examples he had to look back on were girls having rumours spread about them he couldn t think of any guys. He was afraid that if because he was a guy people wouldn t be afraid to physically harm him he wondered if he d be able to hide the bruises from his father or what his father would say if he seen any. Would he have to tell his father he was gay? NO! He couldn t do that! Not after his dream last night his father would reject him he was sure of it. There had to be some way he could avoid people at school and if there wasn t there had to be a way to hide it all from his dad Quinn knew that whatever happend his father COULD NOT find out.

Then he started to think about Galen Galen surely wouldn t stand for him being beaten up at school. But what could Galen do? He certainly did comfort Quinn he really did Quinn would never want Galen to leave he has been the only person Quinn was able to talk to since forever! But Quinn was sure Galen would want him to tell his father about what would be going on Galen for whatever reason thought that his father could do something but Quinn knew the truth - nothing could be done.



Galen watched Quinn as he slowly ate his cereal he watched all the thoughts going through the boys head and just wished Quinn could see that people truly wanted to help him he just needed to say something! He wished he could protect him from everything but the truth was he couldn t all he could truly do was watch it happen and then provide as much comfort as possible. He started to wonder why it was the title that was given to his kind was Guardian Angel they didn t GUARD anyone from anything they just watched and comforted in some way he thought to himself that the name should be changed to Comfort Angel . If he truly was a GUARDIAN angel then he d be able to stand in the way of anything that threatened to hurt Quinn. He truly wished he could really he did.



Galen thought back to the day that Quinn was in the car accident boy was that a horrible day. He remembered when Quinn s Amy s(Quinn s mother) spirit left her body she was killed almost instantly upon impact. He replayed exactly how the crash went if it weren t for Amy Quinn would ve had the brunt of the impact and died instead but Amy seen it coming and turned her car so that it was her side that got hit not a whole lot of people do that he thought. It s reflex for a driver to turn away in order to protect themselves but Amy defied that instict and turned herself towards in order to protect her child.



A few days after the accident while Quinn was in his coma Galen was in the hospital room watching him when he felt a presence. He turned to see Amy only this time as a spirit her spirit name was Falynn. She was watching him she looked at him and made him promise to protect her son to watch over him. He remembered her exact words he didn t think he d ever forget them.



He s a good boy he really is promise me something. Promise to protect love and watch over him like I no longer can promise me this.



After Galen had promised her she left to go be at peace he didn t hear from her again until the day the arch angels declared that he was able to be with Quinn. She had come up to him and said that she knew he would keep his promise and then left again.



As Galen thought about his promise to Falynn he refused to break it he was going to do anything possible to ensure Quinn was not harmed.



Quinn finished eating and said he was going to go have a shower and brush his teeth Galen decided to clean up the kitchen while Quinn was doing that. He wanted to join Quinn but realized Quinn wanted and needed a little bit of alone time to sort out his thoughts.



Twenty minutes later Quinn walked out of the shower fully dressed and ready for school at least he looked ready emotionally he wasn t emotionally he wanted to stay home and NEVER go to school again but he couldn t do that. Galen was finished with the kitchen and waiting for Quinn so he could send him off to school Quinn walked over to him as he put his bus tickets in his pocket. Galen looked down into Quinn s eyes and could see a ton of different emotions within them love fear sadness and more. Galen leant down and grabbed Quinn from underneath his armpits and brought him up for a passionate kiss and then hugged him close to his body.



It s all going to be okay Quinn. Galen whispered.



I-I-I kn-kn-know i-i-it s a-a-always ok w-w-when y-you re a-a-around Quinn whispered back.



And I ll always always be around.



Galen put Quinn down and watched as he walked out the door heading towards the bus stop. He didn t feel like he was sending Quinn to school but rather to the wolves. Galen shut and locked the door and then went up to Quinn s room so that he could put his physical body to sleep while his soul left it to be with Quinn throughout the day. Within seconds of his body hitting the matress his body was asleep and his soul was watching Quinn as the boy boarded the bus.



This is it Quinn thought I m going to school I m gonna face them everyone and I m going to take everything that those assholes throw at me hell I might even stand up for myself! Yeah that s what I ll do! The first person to call me a fag I m gonna tell them to fuck off! Quinn kept thinking thoughts like this mentally preparing himself for whatever happend at school. He was able to convince himself that he d be able to stand up for himself maybe even fight if the other boys tried it. He slowly gained confidence the whole way to the school. He even walked confidently as he walked towards the school. He kept telling himself these things as he walked through the halls he refused to look at anyone didn t want to see any of their faces just kept on walking.



Then he saw his locker.



On his locker was the one word he d dreaded ever since he realized he was gay Fag . Whatever confidence he had built on the bus ride there quickly disappeared as he stared at that word on his locker. His mind quickly flashed to that first dream he had of him seeing his locker full of words like fag and cocksucker. At least it s only written once surely if everyone knew it d be written a hundred times. Even that thought didn t make him feel any better about the situation. He was about to open his locker to get his bag and books when he remembered none of his things were in there they were in his last period class he had left them there Friday when he ran off. He felt his heart begin to beat as he realized he would have to face Mrs. Walsh a lot sooner than he had originally thought. There was no way possible that he could face her yet he barely thought that he would be able to face her at the end of the day in class let alone right NOW!



Maybe I don t need to face her maybe I can just sneak into her class find my stuff and then get the hell out of there. Quinn thought. He figured most teachers would be in the staff room right now and they usually left the rooms open so that students could go in early if they liked. Quinn started walking to room 234 praying that Mrs. Walsh wasn t there it would certainly be awful to see her he just knew she would chastise him for having an erection in class she d probably get him suspended or something! Then Quinn thought about the fact that she was a world religions teacher that must mean she s religious Quinn thought to himself. If she believes that he s gay than she is going to be real angry he thought. Being gay is supposed to be extremely bad according to the bible isn t it? Quinn felt as thought he were going to start hyperventilating as all these thoughts ran through his mind and just then he felt something on his back it felt like a hand. He jumped thinking someone was going to beat the crap out of him but when he turned around no one was there.



Quinn still felt whatever it was on his back it started to move rubbing his back as if to comfort him. That s when it hit him it was Galen s hand! Quinn remembered Galen was with him and realized Galen must have sensed that he was scared and wanted to comfort him. He no longer felt as though he were going to hyperventilate he was still scared but a hell of a lot calmer than he had been just a few seconds ago knowing that he wasn t alone in this made him fell a whole lot better. Quinn could still feel Galen s hand on his back as he came up to Mrs. Walsh s room he silently prayed some more that she would not be in her room. As he opened the door he saw that his prayers went unanswered. Mrs. Walsh was sitting right at her desk she looked up when the door opened and Quinn immediately looked down at the floor in shame.



I-I-I j-j-j-just n-n-n-nee-eed m-m-m-m-my s-stuff Quinn said he noticed he was stuttering a lot more than usual.



Mrs. Walsh got up from her chair without saying a word she walked over behind Quinn and shut the door gently so as not to startle Quinn with any noise. She could tell he was extremely nervous the poor boy looked like he was about to wet himself she didn t want him to be this way though she really liked Quinn as a student and happend to know all of his teachers did they all had very high opinions of him. After talking to one of her male colleagues who also taught Quinn about the incident that had happend on Friday she learned that it is actually quite common for an adolescent boy to get an erection in class those things are hard to control. With regards to the accusation of Quinn being gay he didn t have anything to say as an erection in class can t be a basis for someone s sexuality. She walked up to Quinn and put her hand on his shoulder he flinched under her touch.



What happend yesterday was perfectly natural Quinn it happens to a lot of boys. She said in the most gentle voice she could.



I-it d-d-does?



Yes Quinn. they do Ryan had no right saying those things he said and will be punished accordingly.



Y-y-you m-m-mean a-a-about m-m-me b-b-being g-g-g-gay?



Yes he didn t have a right to say such a thing based on what happend he doesn t know whether or not that is true and he not only embarassed you infront of the class but made you a potential target to others for bullying. He will be suspended it is just being decided how long however long it is his suspension will be effective tomorrow.



Y-y-you d-d-don t th-th-th-think I-I m g-g-gay?



Quinn whether you re gay or not doesn t matter what people don t understand about that whole thing is that being gay or straight doesn t make up who you are. All it determines is who you are attracted to it doesn t determine whether you are a good or bad person. People don t see how small a part sexual orientation actually plays in who a person is I m sure there are some extremely horrible gay people out there as well as some amazing gay people just the same way there are some horrible straight people I ve met and some truly amazing straight people. My point is whether you are gay or straight does not matter to me and if you are in fact gay and need someone to talk to I am always here because I know how hard it is for someone to go through that same situation and not have anyone to talk to.



Quinn s eyes widened when he heard the last part of what she said he looked up to see her smiling down at him. Y-y-you kn-kn-know? He asked.



Mrs. Walsh leaned in close so that she was whispering into Quinn s ear My brother is gay. She pulled back to look down at Quinn with a smile and than winked.



Quinn couldn t help but smile back and nod he felt like he would cry tears of joy that someone else knew all his life he wanted to be able to talk to someone about how he was feeling. And then Galen came and he was able to talk about it but now he had Mrs. Walsh too and he really felt like he could trust her.



Mrs. Walsh made her way to her desk and picked up Quinn s bag to give to him as the bell would be ringing soon. She handed it over to him and told him he needed to head to first period and that whenever he needed to talk she would be there. Quinn nodded and then left making his way to his history class.



Galen felt joy at the fact that Quinn s teacher had accepted Quinn and didn t say anything bad about the fact that Quinn was gay. He followed Quinn to his history class to continue watching over him. He knew Quinn liked this class especially now that they were learning about world war two and what happened with the Holocaust. It certainly was horrible what happend to all of those people those from the spiritworld looked on it as a time when humanity showed their dark nature. As that class ended and everybody left Galen continued watching over Quinn.



The day went by without any trouble Quinn had just finished his psychology class and it was time for lunch. Galen was happy to see that no one was bothering Quinn and that Quinn seemed to be happy and pretty confident that no one was gonna hurt him. Galen figured that everyone that saw what happend Friday either forgot about it or just didn t really care. Quinn finished off his lunch in the cafeteria and made his way towards the bathroom with Galen close behind him. Quinn entered the washroom and Galen was just about to do the same when he suddenly stiffened and let out a silent scream as he watched Ryan Miller walk into the bathroom close behind Quinn with an angry and determined look on his face.



To Be Continued ...

No more women for him. He’d rather fuck and be fucked with a cock!

Best Friend s Brother Ch. 2

After my first experience I made it a point to visit Terry s house as frequently as I could never actually knowing when his brother Billy would be visiting from college. It must have been a couple of weeks before I ran into him one Sunday. He was doing a batch of laundry so that he didn t have to hang out around the coin operated units at the dorm. He had just thrown a load in the dryer when I walked in said a cautious Hi and continued up the stairs to the kitchen. His younger sister was watching some television in the basement so I couldn t actually say anything to him at the time. She also gave me a cautious look as I made myself comfortable in the chair across from the TV but she is another story Two Experimenting .



The two of us Leslie and I sat in silence watching a golf tournament for lack of anything better to occupy our time and I was just at the point of making a move on her when she suddenly jumped up off the sofa as if to mind-read my thoughts and said goodbye heading up the stairs. In a few minutes I heard her footsteps across the living room floor and the front door close with her distinctive slam. That left only Billy and me in the house.



It wasn t long before I heard the water running pipes clanking in protest of the shower in full steam. It was then that I slipped up the stairs myself and headed for the bathroom door. Standing outside for a few minutes I listened to Billy shower and checked the lock on the bathroom door. As usual it was a hook latched from the inside so that the door could be opened an inch or so before it stopped progress. Because of the makeshift design I was able to unhook the latch making my way clear into the bathroom without pause.



Just as the latch popped the water stopped the shower curtain ratcheted back and Billy stepped out of the tub grabbing a towel on the way. He was drying his hair the towel covering his face and eyes as I slid in and dropped to my knees in front of his shrunken and soft member. He never saw me before I slid his still wet cock into my mouth pressing my nose against his hair and belly gently chewing his flesh between my tongue and the roof of my mouth. It caught him totally unawares and he began stammering about having to leave soon to go somewhere. I slowly withdrew his rapidly rising dick cupping his soft and dangling balls in my right hand while I asked him if he would rather I stop so he could leave or be a few minutes late.



Without answering he chose to be late and I resumed my careful work on his stiffening member my left hand stroking slowly up and down in unison with my mouth my right hand still massaging his balls and the skin behind them. Every time I touched his taint his cock would spasm in my mouth and his knees would become a little weak. I felt in total control of him his body and his will.



My finger became bolder with each successive flick over his taint moving farther and farther towards his asshole brushing lightly over it time and time again his ass cheeks quivering at each slight contact. My knees were getting sore from the tiled floor and he was having trouble standing so after I was sure I had him I suggested we head to the bedroom right around the corner. He silently agreed leading the way. I was able to watch his bare ass and tight thighs as he made the turn to the obvious room we could use. It was then I decided I had to have his ass.



As we walked I took the towel from over his shoulders tossing it on the top bunk and using my hands on his shoulders guided him to the lower bed not allowing him to turn around but to climb in on hands and knees. He started to stretch out on the bed a move I quickly stopped leaving him head down knees in the air. Without touching his butt cheeks I leaned over and began to tongue his freshly washed back along the spine drifting slowly downwards. His knees were already separated slightly and almost reading my mind he widened his stance spreading them further apart. I was torturously heading to the crack at the top of his ass and once there he shivered in anticipation. It really didn t take long for me to accomplish my goal and I was soon rimming his anus with my tongue. Having just showered made his skin clean and fresh giving me no reason to be repulsed.



I was sporting a raging hard on by now just thinking about what I was going to do to this virgin ass and the clothes I still wore were getting a bit uncomfortable. I removed my guiding hands from his butt cheeks continuing to insert my tongue as far as it would go wondering if he would now pull away since he was free. Much to the contrary he pushed back against my face while I undid my belt and dropped my pants to the floor getting ready for action. With his head down resting on the cold comforter he had a perfect view of my cock. Although he previously had this dick in his cum filled mouth he never actually got a look at it and I heard the sharp intake of breath when I unleashed it from the confines.



Billy was now arching his back up and down to control the angle at which my tongue penetrated his hole. If I shifted up he would arch down to insure the deepest recesses of his canal were available to me. I decided it was now or never and slowly withdrew my tongue from his depths running it gently over his sack and back up a few times just to tease him while I climbed up on the bed behind him. During my last lap at his opening I salivated as much as possible to keep access as wet as I could. A bit dripped down his crack and onto his sack hanging there for a moment before falling to the bed.



He was as ready as I could make him and his motions appeared as if he was positioning himself to accept me. I grabbed my cock firmly in one hand the other holding his hips close saw the opening and began a steady pressure forward against his muscle. I was rewarded by his steady push back against my hardon. His breath was coming in rapid bursts his back working up a sweat his ass cheeks shaking in anticipation as I slowly but surely slid against him. As they say All resistance was futile!



In just a matter of moments I was in and he yelped much like a puppy whose tail has been stepped upon as I popped his cherry. Although he attempted to lean forward to stop my progress I was in control and pushed steadily onward leaning into him as much as possible. He soon stopped his efforts to get me to withdraw and I began the process of sliding in and then out slowly but deeper on each stroke until I was into him to the hilt. I stopped for a minute to allow each of us to catch our breaths and then began a steady pounding of his ass building up the depth of each thrust impaling him on my now huge cock with every downstroke.



Billy was now groaning loudly and for a minute I was worried about someone walking in the house and hearing us. It was not a sufficient worry to actually get me to stop. I could tell that I was nearing the limit of my ability to withhold and reached around to fondle Billy s cock. It was almost like magic for as I grabbed tightly to his pole he let out a shudder and howl squirting cum into my other hand. I was a bit late in reacting his climax catching me off guard so some of his copious juices were lost to the sheets below us. But I managed to get quite a handful anyway and as he began to go limp I brought my cum filled hand to my mouth and licked it clean. It was all I needed as I filled his formerly virgin ass with buckets of my own cum ten or fifteen spurts until it was oozing out around my rapidly softening cock.



From the efforts and exertions we fell in a heap me on top of course just laying there minute after minute until Billy said he was really late and thought he should take another shower before he left. I watched him head for the bathroom ass giggling this time with my cum flowing down the backs of his thighs.

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Birthday Presents

Daniel stretched out his legs in the chase lounge on the back porch of the suburban Dallas house. He sipped slowly from the Miller beer bottle in his left hand. The high speed fan blades hummed blowing an artificial wind through the porch that helped counteract the Texas heat.



Water is better I said holding my tall glass of the cold liquid.



I m celebrating he replied.



Just turned 21 the five ten muscular young man was having attention lavished upon him that day by family members and me.



Several other people mingled at the house. Some were family. Others were friends.



Daniel s older brother Ron age 24 had just come from his own apartment with his girlfriend Cheryl. The two sat in plastic chairs next to each other.



Ron bore a resemblance to his father in height and facial features including eye color.



Daniel bore resemblance to his mom. Blue eyes an upper lip that angled sharply down to the corners and yellow blond hair to the base of his ears cut a handsome figure.



Hey Ron he said to his brother. What s happening?



I sold the bike.



How much did you get for it?



$1400 he said.



The bike A Kawasaki Vulcan 750 had been around for a couple of years. Ron had driven it to his job and enjoyed pleasure cruising.



What made you sell it?



I needed the money to fix the truck.



The alternator had gone in the pickup truck. The price of a new one would have seriously dented Ron s finances. He would not have sold the Kawasaki except in emergency.



Ron and I have a birthday gift for you said the tall lean red haired girl. She handed Dan a flat box wrapped in green paper.



Thanks he said.



Ron and his girlfriend knew Daniel s taste as well as anyone could know it. The younger brother liked a jersey with a number and player s name on the back.



Daniel tore open the wrap while Ron Cheryl and I watched. I anticipated his reaction.



He held the two tone blue Dallas Mavericks replica basketball jersey against his body. An ardent fan of the game who played constantly by the driveway his reaction was expected.



This is great!



Daniel and I had been lovers for the past year. During that time there had always been tension caused by the fear of being discovered opposed by the desire to show affection for each other. Both of us went to pains to hide our feelings to never look directly at one another when others were there.



Earlier that morning I had kissed him lightly on his lips then withdrew quickly. A slap on my buttocks after I drew back excited me. No one was there to witness that display of affection.



It was time to talk time to voice our concerns.



I want to come out all the way out.



Me too I replied but a little at a time.



Steve are you out to anyone?



No I replied I should start with my brother Todd. If anyone can understand it would be him.



There was year between my brother and I. Sure we had our sibling rivalry but that had ended with maturity. In short we were close. He had a habit of teasing me about my friendships. He once referred to Dan as my partner in the homosexual sense of the word even though I had never admitted to having sex.



Todd a sociable type walked into the porch while Ron Daniel Cheryl and I were there. He was an instant hit with Ron and Cheryl.



Todd and Ron engaged in a long chat about motorcycles. A great fan of the Harley Davidson since his senior year high school my brother still enjoyed riding it. He would take great care to maintain his bike in new condition. Specs interested both of them.



Daniel and I shared a common interest in basketball. The hoop at the end of the driveway had been much used. He had been wearing the Dallas Mavericks jersey since opening it moments earlier.



In conservative Texas one didn t admit to being homosexual. The prevailing attitudes that homosexuality is an abomination and that gays were all fairies combined to worsen our problem. It didn t help either that we both grew up in families on the religious right.



Still I wanted to come out. He also wanted that. The only issue open to discussion was the extent.



Daniel s birthday party had broken up leaving the two of us the opportunity to talk in private. We walked way out to the back yard and sat under a shade tree.



The shit would hit the fan I said.



Then things will calm down after a while he replied.



Good point I replied but I can barely work up the courage to tell Todd never mind the whole world.



I could not help but wonder where my boyfriend found his courage to come out. He didn t seem to worry about the humor at his expense or the labels on him.



I m just tired of having to be so careful.



Me too I said.



We tell everyone all at once then we don t worry about being caught kissing.



There s another worm can. I d worry about being beaten to death.



Steven you re so negative!



I don t think I d like being called a fairy or a queer boy.



Let them talk he said.



I had never been afraid of a one on one fight. My gut told me that a fight with a gay basher would never be one on one. Muscle would not be enough to save me.



Despite my fear of bigots I had shed my inhibitions to sex with Daniel. As the sky darkened bringing to a close the day of his 21st birthday I pulled his body close to mine. Our lips pressed together.



He withdrew the kiss only to put it on my neck. A second kiss followed then a third. Our mouths came together again this time opening and letting tongue lick tongue.



Passions burned as we walked back to the house holding hands. I m going to fuck you good sweetheart!



I know I said. A wide grin came to my lips.



The Apple computer in Daniel s bedroom a model with wireless internet bookmarked his favorite sights. PIctures of naked male models having sex in various positions came up quickly. Daniel and I watched while he opened one after another.



The videos and still pictures had put us in the mood quickly. My boyfriend eased me onto my back on the bed. He pulled off my pants and my briefs. I lay with my legs pulled back over my upper body taking Daniel s sex deep inside me. He pumped me slowly.

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First Try at Bi

After a long day at work I came home to an empty house and a note on my keyboard from my girlfriend letting me know that she d be home a little late that night. I was tired and decided that I would lay down and take a little nap before she got home.



When she finally arrived she headed straight into our room and went for the drawer. She pulled out a blindfold and told me that she wanted to tie me down. I accepted her request and I noticed that she was looking especially sexy that day. She was wearing a tight little blue top that showed off her beautiful C cup breasts and tight jeans which made her ass look amazing. On top of that she was giving me the best of her fuck me looks.



Next thing I know I m strapped to the bed and she s sucking my 7 inch cock like nobody s business. She started nibbling on my ear and whispered that she had left something in her car that she needed to bring in. I asked her what was important enough to interrupt our lovemaking and she told me that I wouldn t be let down. I waited there in bed tied up for what seemed like an hour. I was horny as hell and I couldn t figure out where the hell she went. When she came back she didn t say a word. She came into our room and started kissing me on the mouth and sucking on my earlobe. During one especially long deep kiss I felt a mouth around my cock and she whispered in my ear that she has a surprise for me. I was surprised all right my mind was running in circles trying to figure out whose mouth was wrapped around my cock. This continued for another couple minutes or so until she lowered the blindfold so I could see what was actually happening to me. There she was topless rubbing her luscious tits while a man was sucking my rock hard cock like a pro. He stood up and she introduced me to him he was sexy as hell. He had short dark hair a cute smile and the perfect semi-muscular body. He was smooth and tan with a round soft perfect ass. His cock was 6 inches or so and was the best looking cock I had ever seen. She winked at me and gave me a look that let me know that we were both thinking the same thing about him.



She raised the blindfold and both of them went down on me at the same time. It was incredible as I heard them kissing each other while they sucked me. I was ready to erupt when she decided that it was my turn to give. She untied me and ordered me to get on my knees and take his cock in my mouth. I had never performed on a man before so I was a little scared. I started by licking the tip of his cock and ran my tongue down his hard shaft. My girlfriend went down and took his cock in her mouth showing me how it should be done. After the instruction I followed her lead and accepted his cock in my mouth. I was surprised by how big it felt practically filling my entire mouth. It was smoother than I expected it to be. I continued to suck and lick his cock while she showed me how to rub his perineum. The woman gives great head. She showed me all of her tricks. Like how to suck on the tip of his cock while my hand is stroking the shaft. She grabbed my other hand and put two of my fingers on his perineum. While I was sucking him off she gave me head at the same time. It was a little hard to concentrate on him with her sucking me at the same time but he didn t seem to mind too much. After another minute or two I felt his dick start to pulsate in my mouth and then I felt his cum spurt into the back of my throat. I didn t especially like the taste but I swallowed every last drop of his cum. My girlfriend told me that she wanted me to fuck her to finish both of us off so I fucked her from behind while he licked her clit from underneath. We both came at the same time and all three of us collapsed into a pile of satisfied bodies.



That was the only time we had ever been with anyone but each other while we ve been together. We haven t participated in any other threesomes but we have been happily married for the past 10 years.

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Pleasuring Stan

Now Stan I should perhaps mention is a bit older than me and of a build that most folks would just call skinny. But that beauty that he hosts between his legs is without a doubt the fattest part of his body. It is long thick and when fully aroused a state I take such joy in bringing about stands proudly straight out with a graceful upward bend. It is really a thing of beauty.



I know I haven t seen a cock that I didn t think had its beauty they are all beautiful all colors and sizes. But his is one of the ones I see when erotic memories flood my mind.



I was in Stan s town to do some work and he had invited me for dinner and had offered me a place to stay for the night. After the wonderful dinner that he had prepared he said he was going to go have a shower and I should just make myself comfortable and feel like I was at home but I followed him to the bathroom to see if he needed anything like a back scrub or really pretty much anything.



After there was no question that his back was clean I told him that since he had prepared such a wonderful meal the least that I could do would be to save him the trouble of washing his ass and genitals. It wasn t a chore at all and I was soon totally immersed in being completely dedicated to being a living loofa caressing and cleansing and rinsing every part of his personal parts. Not a millimeter of his ass or the cleft between his buns or that mystical area between his scrotum and anus was left without being washed rinsed kissed and licked by my worshiping hands lips and tongue. I then led him out of the shower carefully dried his body and suggested that he go out to the living room and make himself comfortable in his favorite chair.



Naked we both went out to the living room and as he settled into his chair I knelt on the carpet in front of his chair and began stroking his feet and legs. I pushed my palms upward on the top of his thighs and then stroked the outer sides of them back down towards me. I parted his legs and began to lick up and down the insides of first one leg and then the other.



Shortly Stan began to moan with pleasure and says that after the meal and shower he already feels so good that it probably should be against the law. From my place on the floor I smiled up at him and sais that if I have anything to do with it he is going to do nothing but feel better and better as long as I can be there between his legs. I wanted to simply make him feel as good as possible for as long as possible and told him he needed to do nothing other than relax and let me take care of giving him pleasure.



The only thing I wanted other than the chance to make him feel wonderful was for him to make sure that when he came to the point of climax to please try to insure that his beautiful cock was in my mouth so that I could be rewarded with the taste of his precious ejaculate.



Then other than some moans from him and kissing licking and sucking sounds made by me everything was quiet as we both drift into a state of sheer pleasure. He is enjoying the feeling of being completely loved and worshiped and I become a being whose only reason for existing is to make this man feel like the most important and special being on the planet. Now we move into an erotic and timeless space that can really only be captured in the present tense.



I lick along his inner thighs and then with my tongue gently lick the crease on each side where his scrotum meets his leg. Gradually I raise his legs so that my lips and tongue can go beyond his legs and lick and kiss his buttocks. He puts his legs over the arms of the chair and scoots forward giving me more and more access to his ass and the cleft between his buttocks.



I feel like I can continue licking and kissing the smooth skin of his ass till the sun comes up the next day at least. He is obviously enjoying everything as much as I am although that seems almost an impossibility. Eventually the little puckered bud between his butt cheeks is over the edge of the chair and I am beginning to gently probe his asshole with my moist tongue. Deeper and deeper my tongue probes and then I pull it out and lovingly kiss each of his buns and pull his thighs tightly against my head with my arms.



Because of the shower and the thorough job I did cleaning all his parts his ass is squeaky clean. That s nice but if it wasn t I d still be lavishing my love on him with my tongue. Even if he had to go to the bathroom I most likely would have begged him to stay comfy in his chair while I his dedicated slave lovingly dealt with anything liquid or otherwise that his body might produce. I am in a space where anything that should come from his body would be received as a precious gift.



After thoroughly exploring all of the inside of his ass that I can reach I lick my way to his ball sac from the back. There I make sure that not a square millimeter of his wrinkled sac hasn t been bathed in my hot saliva. Just in case I missed a spot I go over and over swirling my always moist tongue around the unique and wrinkly sensitive skin covering his balls. One at a time I gently put each ball into my hungry mouth and gently massage it with my tongue and against the roof of my mouth. First one ball then the other I could stuff them both in or try but tonight isn t for feats or challenges. Tonight is about using my whole body and mind and spirit to make him feel as good as I can. Apparently I m having some success if his soft moans of pleasure are any indication.



I m teasing both of us by paying no attention to that gorgeous cock except for gently lifting it up and away to better get at various crevices like the one when his scrotum ends and the base of his steadily stiffening man-root. I know it is there and I want to engulf it with my mouth but there will be time for that I m not ready to abandon these other nether erogenous zones yet. This procrastination just builds the sexual tension in us both.



I decide that I want to be nice to his asshole again before I give in to the desire to swallow his now fully erect complete with straining upward curve cock. His magnificent hunk of meat is looking better to me in my lust than a 12 course meal to starving man. I know that once I wrap my lips around this cock I won t be likely to let it back out until it has spewed man juice down my hungry throat and slowly shrunk to its smaller relaxed state size cozily ensconced in the warm moist confines of my happy happy mouth. A new and fitting meaning for the phrase Happy Meal.



Soon his legs are over his shoulders feet touching the wall behind his easy chair while my tongue probes trying to touch his prostate. I reach above my head to stroke his cock. I stretch out on the carpet two hands stroking his cock tongue buried in his rectum and grind my own cock into the floor as if I was fucking mother earth herself.



Now I just have to lick my way over his sac and along the bottom of the cock I feel so lucky to worship and open my lips to receive the tip. I kiss the cap and lick some drops of pre-cum from the slit. I kiss the head of his cock all over and tell it (without words)that right now it is my reason to live.



Slowly I open my lips wider slowly and begin to slide them down this beautiful and heavenly textured shaft. It seems as if my mouth was made specifically to open for and receive Stan s warm and now quivering organ.I start plunging part way down the root and then back up until I can only give the tip another hot kiss. Then back down taking more cock into my mouth each time before sliding it back out to kiss the tip or swirl my tongue around the handsome cap. Each time my lips get closer and closer to his groin until my nose is buried in his bristly pubic hair. There I stop freeze time and just let his fully engorged cock be fully engulfed in my welcoming mouth.



I feel like my whole body is one big cunt put on earth to service and pleasure this man s cock. Every muscle exists to help move my head so that my lips can give him the pleasure I so desperately want him to enjoy. He is obviously having fun too though he couldn t be having anymore than me. He begins involuntarily thrusting in and out of my mouth essentially fucking my face. He isn t ravaging it though or being forceful.



We get into a rhythm together him thrusting me sliding my wet lips up and down his glistening shaft. Every now and then I pull completely off and move my head back enough to gaze with wonder and joy at the specimen of manhood that is fucking my mouth with such authority. But I can t sit and look at it for long as beautiful a sight as it is. I am too hungry to have it back between my lips and he is just as anxiously trying to put it back into its cozy love nest.



Sometimes I even take a moment to spread his legs gripping the inside of his thighs and lick all those crevices I ve already kissed and licked earlier. But never for long his cock feels naked and alone now if it isn t in my mouth for more than thirty seconds or so. And I am so ravenous to have it back where it belongs.



Sometimes I on my knees between his legs and before him and sometimes I m flat on my belly cock mashed into the carpet its hardness an outward sign of the excitement I m feeling being this man s cock slave for the night.



Sometimes I make him back into the back corner of the chair as I devour and increasingly rapidly slide his cock in and out between my lips always adding extra action to the frenum and bottom with my tongue.



At times he literally lifts me off my belly forcing me back to my knees as he almost rises completely out of the chair to a standing position. As he sits back down into the chair my lips clamp tightly around his shaft determined to not let go and follow this sumptuous feast where ever it might go as if it were the only thing keeping me alive.



This goes on for what seems like forever or just a split second in time. I m in a space where there is no time there is no world other than this man and his wonderful cock that he has been so kind to share with me. His cock is the only universe I know. Indeed I don t even feel like I m all cunt to serve his cock anymore. It s as if I am an extension of it actually a part of his cock that serves to give him pleasure. Where he ends and I begin is hard to tell but it s somewhere in the back of my throat where the ever quickening rhythm of his cockhead hitting my throat is the only rhythm that matters or exists.



For awhile each time I can feel his cock start to twitch warning me of an impending ejaculation I am able to control my self and slow the pace or lift my head away for a moment to revel in the beauty of this spit polished glistening shaft that is seconds away from erupting into multiple spurts of cum.



Eventually as all good things have to end someday his cock begins to twitch in earnest and instead of backing off I bear down on the shaft. He also is at the end his hands authoritatively grabbing my head as he begins to control the action and give my happy lucky mouth a real fucking.



Finally with the head buried in my throat as far as it can go we are locked in a seemingly eternal bliss and spurt after spurt of cum races out of his slit and into my eager throat. After the fourth or fifth pulse each accompanying another shot of man juice I am able to slide my head back far enough on his prick so that I can savor the feel and taste of the last few spurts.



I feel almost weak with pride and joy that Stan would be willing to spill his seed into my by now well fucked mouth his mouth really nothing more than a thing created for no reason other than to serve at the pleasure of his wonderful cock. If he should want to fuck my mouth for another hour or day to come yet again I will stay where I am as long as his cock finds the slightest pleasure or distraction my mouth belongs to his cock. If it were possible and he wanted it I would live inside his pants so his cock could be permanently sheltered behind my smiling lips.



Some men are frustrating (this is just a minor beef and they can t help it) because their cock becomes super-sensitive immediately after they come so they have to pull this wondrous thing that has almost become a part of me out of my mouth and I don t really want to relinquish it quite yet. I guess I want it to still be a part of me and in me as we both gradually catch our breath and return to the normal world. Luckily Stan isn t one of these men so I just lay my head on his thigh and gently cuddle his cock with my tongue as it slowly diminishes in size.



Eventually I let his now much smaller but thoroughly satisfied for now member slip from my lips. I gently kiss the insides of his thighs his balls and dick making sure I lick clean any stray drops of cum that managed to escape my lips. He is very relaxed and for the moment thoroughly satisfied and I m feeling like I must be on some wonderful drug. Thank goodness though this is only temporary and I ll be able to once again serve and love and please this man and his gorgeous prick.



Later tonight I will sleep curled up between his legs feeling so warm and cozy with one of his legs on either side of me and his now soft and cuddly cock next to my face because I m using the inside of one of his thighs as my pillow. Sometime in the middle of the night I will awaken and once again bring his cock to life and make it spill its seed into my hungry hungry mouth.



This time is completely different slow unhurried and almost dreamlike. It s like a dream we both have in the dark of the night he doesn t even come entirely awake. But his cock awakens and rises and climaxes almost on its own with the help of my loving ministrations. But that s another story for another day.

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Breeder Choice Ch. 01

I met Kevin on line. I was viewing people who where on line and opened his profile. The first thing I noticed was his age 59. I am 54 and like older hot men. He is single and so am I and lives alone too. We seemed to like the same things men porno and good smoke. His picture showed a man with a semi-hard uncut cock (my favorite).



I e-mailed him and we struck up a conversation. Over several days we got to know one another and what we liked to do. We soon found ourselves wanting to get together. I agreed to get together at his place on Friday evening around 8pm.



When I got to his place he opened the door warring only a wrap around towel and a tank top. As I entered he had on a porno movie of two men 69 ing each other. I was nervous as I hadn t been with a man in a long time. He sensed this and asked if I wanted a beer. We sat down and sipped away while he lit up a pipe. I could tell as soon I took the first puff that this was some good smoke. We passed it back and forth a few times and as we did he gradually undid his wrap around towel and took off his top. For and older man he was in good shape and was well muscled and tanned. I was getting hard and wanted to be naked too and then got naked too.



We sat back enjoyed the smoke and sipped away on the beer and smoked a cigarette while we continued to watch the movie. It was hot.



We both lay back on his couch and I soon found a hand stroking my inner thigh easing up to my now hard 7 cock. His was hard too with his cock head just poking through his forskin and dripping pre-cum. I so wanted to suck him but before I knew it Kevin was stroking my tight ringed balls. I like to ware ball rings and his stroking just made them more sensitive. He kept stroking them and soon he had his mouth around my hard cock and I moaned out Oh yeah suck me. He took all of my 7 cock in his mouth. It felt so good to have a man s warm mouth around my hard cock with his tongue twirling around the shaft and cockhead. He really knew how to suck a cock and keep it hard. He would alternate between cock and balls. He took my balls in his mouth and while pulling down on them teased them with his tongue.



We soon went off to his bedroom where we preceded to 69 each other while a movie of two men sucking each other off played on the TV. It was very exciting as I was finally sucking on his thick 8 uncut cock. I was on top and taking as much as I could in my mouth while licking his tasty pre-cum. Sucking on his forskin and twirling my tongue around on it and underneath it. I could tell he was really excited as his cock twitched several times in my mouth.



He sucked me deeply into his mouth while occasionally licking my balls and tonguing my super clean rosebud opening. That really drove me crazy when he did that and I soon found myself deep throating his cock. As he kept tonguing my balls and rosebud while spreading my ass cheeks I kept thinking I so wanted him to fuck me in the ass with his cock. I went down on him more forcefully moaning out Oh yes lick and tongue fuck my ass and I am yours.



With that I licked and sucked his cock tasting all of him and savoring his pre-cum in my mouth. Kevin slowly eased himself out from underneath me so that now I was spread eagle face down on the bed. He was on top of me and I could feel his hard cock pressed between my ass cheeks rubbing back and forth. He was kissing my neck and he whispered I want to fuck you. Fuck you bareback and breed you.



I lustfully said Yes! Fuck me. I want your hard cock deep in me bare. Breed my motherfucker (I get really nasty when horny and like it when a man is the same) ass. I eased my ass up a little for easier entry.



He reached over for a jar of Abolene cream and took some out and spread it across my ass opening easing some of it in me with his thick fingers. Oh fuck I thought that feels as good as he finger fucked me from behind and he kissed my neck. I could tell by his breathing he was just as horny as I was.



Kevin knew just how to tease my rosebud with his fingers easing one in then two touching my prostrate which made me want him to enter me even more. I wanted him to fuck me and moaned out Fuck me with your cock. Breed me motherfucker!



Kevin eased back and placed his cock at my opening teasing me with it thrusting forward just opening me up then pulling back again. I was going crazy as I wanted him in me. Penetrating me deeply. The more I wanted it the more he teased me. He would put his finger tip just at my opening and rotate it around a little then thrust it back in. I should mention at this point that I hadn t been fucked in the ass in 8 years. I had used fake cocks dildos and butt plugs but nothing beats a real man fucking you in the ass.



He eased back a little and suddenly I felt him thrust his cock in me crying out Oh fuck you re tight. His cock head spreading my opening and passed my sphincter muscles. It hurt at first and I screamed but it felt good at the same time with my opening tightening down even more onto his invasive cock. Feeling the pain/pleasure of Kevin fucking me drove me over the lustful edge. I was lost in heat. I moaned out Oh yes Kevin fuck me. Let me feel your cock in my cunt ass. Stretch my ass motherfucker and fuck me!



I could tell Kevin liked my hornness by the deep thrusting he was making in my ass. I could feel his tight balls against my opening. He plunged deeper into me and I could feel his thick cock open me up. I tightened my ass muscles around his shaft feeling the texture of his veiney smooth cock with each thrust and this made Kevin plunge into me deeper making his cockhead and shaft pump up in size. I was lost in abandoned pleasure.



I eased up so he could get more of his cock in me and he moaned out I am going to breed your ass motherfucker.



I could feel him all the way in me now just plunging away with enormous cock feeling him getting even harder in me. He would occasionally pull all the way out and propel himself back into me deeper grunting and moaning. Felling his veiney cock plunge into as my ass my muscles tightened again around his thick shaft. He moaned out You have such a tight ass. Oh yeah that s it motherfucker squeeze my cock. Squeeze it hard fuck my hard cock.



I turned my head had screamed out in lustful heat Then fuck me motherfucker. Fuck my tight cunt man pussy ass hard.



With that he hoisted me up so I was on my knees and plunged his cock forcefully into me as deep as he could and fucked my like a mad man in heat. He would sporadically pull all the way oath and tease my opening with his cock head rubbing it around the opening and then plunge deep into me again and fuck me even harder. We where both lost in the moment and both of us are screaming out obscenities when I heard him scream in a throaty growl I am going to cum in your bitch fucking ass motherfucker.



I screamed out Yes! Let me feel all your cum flow in me. Fuck me harder motherfucker and deep.



He filled me up and I thought he wasn t ever going to stop cumin as he kept spurting and shouting cum deep into me. I could feel each spurt as his cock swelled in size with each load he dumped in me. Finally we both fell forward panting. I could feel his cock still in me twitch a couple of times and I squeezed it some more. I wanted all of his man juice. He finally slipped out of my creamy cum filled ass and he lay down beside me. We each where catching our breath.



I looked over at him and knew we where far from done.

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To Protect A Prince Ch. 01

The marketplace was bustling with energy today. Sir Gordie Thewlis scanned the crowd using his eagle eyes and military training to search out any possible threat to Queen Rosamund Princess Rosebud Consort Velvet and the tiny Prince Simon. Even from his perch atop the carriage he could see Simon s blond head in the goat pen relentlessly chasing an auburn rooster in a futile attempt to catch it. Rosebud laughed as Velvet climbed over the fence and tried to help the 3-year old catch the errant fowl but neither was successful instead ending up in a laughing heap on the clean crisp hay.



Wow! He thought to himself. Has it really been three years since little Simon was born? Three years since Sir Roger had been killed and Velvet had volunteered to carry the babe to complete the royal line. He watched as the toddler gave Velvet a big kiss and the twosome arose heading for the princess and the queen. That s my boy. He thought his heart swelling with pride. No one knew that Prince Simon was his but since the princess had been deflowered and was not pregnant before Roger s demise the sacrifice that he and Velvet had made had ensured the progression of the royal line and the happiness of the two women.



His thoughts moved back to the night that the two women had reunited Velvet had returned to the Sister Estate after spending 10 months in exile and Princess Rosebud had finally been allowed to know the truth. He had seen love conquer anger shame and loneliness and in shedding his cold martial exterior had been welcomed into their circle of love. All should have been well – except that he was still lonely.



His eyes fell upon men women boys and girls dressed in various types of garb from simple burlap robes to fashionable silks but few paid attention to the royals. Every once in a while there would be someone that was trying to shake the women down trying to blackmail them and threatening to expose their relationship but no one minded any more. Rosebud and Velvet were accepted and no one could harm their princesses. Gordie was so proud and happy to be included in their small circle of friends but he wished that their fairy tale romance would happen to him.



Just then he spotted little Simon standing alone in the center of the cart-rutted road his hands full of dirt. He was obviously more interested in making a dirt hill than keeping up with his parents. Sir Gordie s prideful smile quickly melted into concern as he noticed a cask-laden cart heading for the center of the marketplace heading straight for the unaware child. The saliva dried in his mouth as he tried to find Rosebud and Velvet in the crowd.



Princess! Velvet!



Oblivious to his shout Velvet had already turned sensing that the child was gone and fear colored her features. She spoke a few words to the princess and left her in the care of the queen quickly re-tracing their steps her eyes skimming the crowd for her son. Prince Simon added more dirt to his hill and placed a thick twig in one corner of it clapping his hands with glee even as the cart bore down upon him.



Gordie launched himself from the carriage s roof and began to make his way toward the young lad leaving muttered excuses in his wake as he elbowed and jostled several market patrons. He was just parallel to the cart and he shouted to get the driver s attention but nothing worked. The plough-horses kept moving forward shouldering their heavy load as they struggled up a small hill heading for the valley where Simon was. Velvet came to the top of the opposite hill at the same time the cart began to head down and both she and Gordie screamed.



A blur dressed in black sprinted across the road scooping the unsuspecting prince up and safely depositing him on the other side of the worn track as the horses and cart rumbled past. Prince Simon was calm for a moment then began to cry when he realized that something extraordinary had happened and that he didn t know the stranger. Velvet reached him before Gordie and she knelt giving the child a hard hug.



Are you all right? She visually checked him out and finding him safe she turned to the stranger. Thank you very much. I am in your debt sir.



You owe me no debt. His silky voice announced. I was a boy once upon a time too.



Sir Gordie was surprised to find that his voice was not working. The stranger was a tall young man with dark blue eyes and a thick black raven s wing of hair that fell across his right eye. He was dressed in sturdy leathers with thick-soled boots and a waist-belt that held a broadsword and a jeweled dagger. His pack was well-worn and the smile he presented was wary but somewhat sincere.



Princess Rosebud came running up and yanked Simon into her arms cradling and cooing to him her hand resting on Velvet s shoulder. The stranger s eyes caught the hand connection then moved from the dark woman s face to the white woman s face and he suddenly smiled. You re the princess! He grinned as Rosebud blushed. And you must be Velvet.



Consort Velvet to you sir.



The impossibly blue eyes turned on Gordie suddenly scrutinizing him as if he were not connected with the ladies. Forgive me. He turned and bowed to the ladies. I was on my way to your Sister Estate to beg an audience with you.



An audience with me? Velvet asked. What for?



I hear that you are interested in building a new castle near the marshlands. I was hoping to convince you to use my services.



Your services? Gordie had decided that since he was unable to control his emotions he would rely on his military bearing. And exactly what services are you offering?



This time the young man did not favor the ladies with his attention. He stretched upward to his full height making Gordie feel like a midget since he was only 5 7 and gazed down at him. The shorter man was quite handsome in his military suit his blond hair and goatee precisely trimmed but it was his green eyes that caught and held his attention. There were sprinkles of gold dancing in his irises and a tiny group of freckles on the bridge of his nose. And he wasn t intimidated in the least.



My name is Sam Weatherly and I am a professional builder. He bowed low to the ladies again smiling at the queen and turned back to Gordie. And you are ...



Sir Gordie Thewlis royal seneschal. Ah royal seneschal. Sam fought the urge to smirk at the seneschal s emphasis but he knew the importance. Then you re just the man I want to see.



Mr. Weatherly we owe you a huge debt of gratitude for the rescue of our young prince. Rosebud said. Would you join us for dinner at the castle? You can meet my father and we can further discuss your building credentials.



Would it be possible if I could come by tomorrow? He hefted his pack his eyes on the retreating sun dipping below the horizon. I need to secure a room before it gets too late.



Nonsense! Queen Rosamund exclaimed desperately trying to ignore her grandson s frantic tugs on her hand. You must stay with us. She glanced at her seneschal with a wicked smile. I insist.



Sam thought for a moment. He had heard wonderful things about this royal family. The princess was a porcelain doll with brown hair and hazel eyes and she was so obviously in love with the black woman who had womanly curves but was built like a warrior. The queen was a motherly type seeming to be pre-occupied with the child but had a wily twinkle in her eyes. But the part of this familial picture that commanded his attention was Sir Gordie. He was wondering if his stiff upper lip was as moist and pink as his plump bottom one. I d love to find out ...



All right. He smiled looking directly at Gordie. Lead the way.



* * * * *



Dinner had been exquisite. King Simon had requested that Velvet cook his dinners since she was so adept at bringing excitement to the table. This evening s fare of baked and stuffed chicken was so tender that when she untied the bound bird on his plate it fell apart in a juicy mound. The rice and vegetables that had been stuffed within were fragrant and moist and the quince tarts were flaky and tasted of butter and lavender.



Sam ate with relish knowing that he was being treated to a meal fit for royalty and sat back with a full stomach smiling at the king who was ruefully rubbing his own. That dear sire was the best dinner I have ever eaten.



Thank Velvet. Simon belched reaching for his mug of ale. She is our resident chef.



He turned to Velvet. Thank you Consort Velvet. It was truly a fantastic meal.



Nothing but a small repayment for saving little Simon s life today sir.



Then may I take another tart?



Velvet s face lighted as everyone laughed at the newcomer s cheekiness. Help yourself but don t complain to me tomorrow when you have a stomach ache!



Gordie had been silent throughout the meal warring with his emotions as he observed the builder. Whenever he looked at the young man his penis gave a painful twitch and his stomach felt like it was tied in knots. He had no doubt that he was interested in him but he wondered if he should get involved with someone who was bound to drift away. He decided against a relationship and heaving a deep sigh arose with military flourish. If you ll excuse me I have rounds to see to.



The group watched him depart but no one as interested as Sam.



* * * * *



It was nearly midnight when Gordie sought his bed. Rounds had gone like clockwork but he had spent a few hours gazing into the darkness his thoughts on his attraction to Sam. He had not known that he was gay not until he had punished Sir Roger as he lay dying. He could still remember how that first thrust felt. It was like being inside a silk-lined hand. The untried muscles had encircled his aching member providing suction that made his very spine tingle.



Roger had screamed curses at him but to no avail. Soon he was involuntarily moving against the seneschal begging for one last cum before the light died in his eyes. Gordie didn t care he was repaying the vicious warrior for the same act he d done to Velvet and in his anger he d discovered that he was gay. He pulled his penis out and watched as the fat spongy head stretched the sphincter and the thick shaft glided up inside Sir Roger s body stopping only when his blond pubes brushed his ass.



With Roger s breaths coming shorter and shorter Gordie pounded into his body his skin tingling as every inch of buried flesh sang with sensation his balls swinging under and slapping the warrior s. Oh yeah He growled feeling his balls draw up as his climax approached. I m going to cum in your ass. Oh! A series of electrical charges coursed down the length of his penis as he ejaculated into Roger s bowels.



Gordie had come away from that encounter with a startling new look at himself and had shared it with those whom he considered his family. They of course had accepted him with open arms and open hearts. And now ... Sam.



Maybe he could have survived by using his military training to protect his heart but he now knew it wouldn t have worked. He wanted a companion. He wanted a lover. He wanted Sam.



A penny for your thoughts.



Sam stepped out of the shadows where he had been observing the seneschal and moved out onto the parapet.



Oh hello Sam. You startled me. Gordie tried to hide his erection by pivoting away. It s late. Shouldn t you be asleep?



Yes as should you. The young man countered his eyes scanning the unreadable darkness. What keeps the royal seneschal up so late?



Nothing in particular. Just thinking.



About what?



Gordie turned to glare at him. Why are you so interested?



Because you interest me.



Sam saw the look on Gordie s face as the words slipped from his mouth. Did I really say that? He suddenly felt uncomfortable wondering what the hell was going on in his own mind. In all his 30 years he never recalled actually wanting a commitment. It was easy enough to fuck them and leave them. But to want to stay to be interested in someone?



I interest you?



Yes. He searched for a way to get out of what he had said. I uh I ve always been interested in castle security.



Gordie felt himself deflate. So it hadn t been what he thought it was. Not much to it if you know what you re doing. He said gruffly arising and heading for the doorway. I ll bid you good night.



Wait. What was he doing? Sam felt himself stride over to the smaller man and gaze down into those swampy green eyes. He was so close that he could smell the musky smell of Gordie s body combined with the tang of sweat and the sweetness of leather. Sam wanted to press kisses and bites along the side of Gordie s neck to nibble on his ear lobes to suck that fat bottom lip into his mouth following with his tongue.



Gordie felt paralyzed as he looked up into Sam s hooded eyes. He was amazed to find sadness there. Maybe he s lonely too? He didn t know why but he found himself raising his hands to cup the taller man s face his fingers sliding around Sam s neck to pull him down.



It seemed as if time had stopped as if no one else existed except them. Gordie s mouth connected with Sam s and a deep groan escaped both men as a connection was forged between them. Sam pulled Gordie close melting as the blond s fingers twined in his hair forcing the kiss to become more passionate. Their tongues fought like two divining rods searching for water and with a whimper of submission Gordie became a slave to Sam s passion.



Finally Gordie broke the kiss disengaging himself from Sam s hard embrace his fingers touching his bruised lips as reality reared its ugly head. He will leave you. His pounding heart reminded him. What would give him a reason to stay? I – I can t do this.



Why? Sam watched Gordie retreat his heart crumbling in his chest as he frantically replayed his words trying to figure out what went wrong.



One thing he did know. Gordie Thewlis was his soulmate. It was up to him to convince the seneschal.



* * * * *



Gordie slept restlessly that night. His dreams were filled with blue eyes and bodies pressed together. He had felt Sam s erection as it pressed against his and he was desperately trying to forget the feelings that had moved through his body. He had known at once that he wanted to feel Sam s body covering him that he ached to be filled by the builder but his fear and insecurity had stopped him. After all a handsome man like Sam would be a magnet to others. What could a shy untried man like himself offer?



He flung his feet over the side of the bed lazily rubbing the sleep out of his eyes when something caught his eye. On his nightstand sat a colorful arrangement of flowers in a pewter mug and with a flutter of his heart Gordie knew who had left them: Sam. There was a small note tucked into the handle s space and he opened it with shaking fingers.



Good morning Gordie. I hope that you are not upset with me for last night s kiss. I have been thinking about your lips all night and have been unable to get them off my mind or the feeling of them off my lips. You felt so good in my arms that you made me forget how long it s been since I ve had a real connection with someone. Anyway I would like to make it up to you by taking you on a picnic this afternoon. Velvet and Rosebud have both said that you work entirely too much so this will be a chance for you to relax and a chance for me to get to know you. I hope that you will join me. With hope Sam



Gordie hadn t realized that he was holding his breath until his chest began to hurt. He read the note a second and third time reveling in the intentions that he read beneath the words and found himself smiling as he traced Sam s graceful script.



But what do I do? He craved Sam s companionship but he dreaded the broken heart that would accompany it. What do I do?



* * * * *



Velvet! Rosebud!



Velvet leaped out of her chair the princess close behind her as Gordie entered their rooms his hair wild and his face contorted with worry. Gordie! What s wrong?



I desperately need your help! I have a date and I have nothing to wear!



* * * * *



Sam held the horses bridles as he patiently waited for Gordie. A few minutes ago Princess Rosebud and Prince Simon had come outside and let him know that Gordie was almost ready and that he would be down shortly. Little Simon had offered him a shy smile and a manly handshake and Rosebud had pressed a sisterly kiss to his cheek. Then they had disappeared into the stable leaving him to stew in his worries alone.



Perhaps he s changed his mind. Remembering the look of fear on Gordie s face last night Sam reasoned that he could have decided that he d made a mistake. He swallowed past the lump in his throat and patted Inferno and Lightning s necks as they pranced impatiently. Just a few minutes more lads. He murmured trying to convince himself as well. Just a few minutes more.



He didn t see Gordie until he was nearly at the stableyard s entrance just a few yards from where he stood with the horses and Sam was glad that he didn t. The man approaching him wasn t the staid royal seneschal he d kissed last night he was a handsome sexy blond dressed in tight riding breeches and a white shirt with ruffles down the center. His hair was tousled and the natural curls had been allowed to remain softening his features. Sam felt himself harden.



Hi. Gordie said shyly. Sorry to make you wait so long.



You were worth waiting for. Sam forced the words out of his suddenly dry throat. The blush that covered Gordie s fair features made his heart skip a beat. He dressed for me! Sam realized as Gordie took Inferno s reins and swung effortlessly into the saddle.



Shall we?



Since Gordie was familiar with the area Sam allowed him to choose the picnic spot and as they rode the seneschal pointed out landmarks and important areas of interest. But he was only interested in the change the breathtaking change in the young man. They finally came to a halt at a place Gordie called the Southern Table a huge promontory that jutted out over the crashing sea. Gulls wheeled overhead and salty mist moistened the air.



This is one of my favorite places. Gordie said leading the horses to a protected area where they could graze. He took the blanket from Sam with a gleeful smile. Let s have our picnic under that tree.



On the huge bedspread Sam opened his packs presenting his picnic items to his date. There was Cook s famous potato salad with crispy chunks of applewood-smoked bacon warm slices of roasted beef with horseradish sauce leftover slices of Velvet s juicy chicken pickled beets and thick slices of apple pie covered with a brown sugar and pecan topcrust. Gordie s mouth watered.



Wow you certainly know how to pack a lunch!



Sam smiled and handed him a fork stroking Gordie s fingers as their hands touched. Dig in.



Thirty minutes later Gordie groaned as he patted his stuffed stomach. Oh that was so good. I ve got to get up before I fall asleep. He arose and leaned against the tree s thick trunk.



Hey you re not done yet. Sam grabbed a piece of apple pie and walked over to him. Cook will be upset if she found out that you didn t have any dessert!



Sam I don t have any room!



Are you sure? Sam nudged a tasty morsel against Gordie s lips their eyes meeting as the blond man s lips parted admitting the sweet. Sam broke off another piece and fed it to him gasping as Gordie sucked on his fingertip. Sam leaned in for a kiss but Gordie moved away suddenly his eyes as tempestuous as the sea that broke below them.

Sorry Sam. I shouldn t have done that.



Done what?



Led you on.



Sam walked up behind him dropping a kiss on the back of his neck. Talk to me.



The seneschal sighed. There s nothing to talk about.



Yes there is. Sam gently slipped his arms around Gordie relaxing when the other man made no effort to move. I know you want me but you keep pushing me away. He kissed the rim of his ear encouraged by the way Gordie s body leaned back into him. Do you want me?



Yes. Gordie whispered. More than you can possibly imagine. He turned in Sam s arms falling head-over-heels into the depth of his blue eyes. But I can t have you.



Why? Sam s fingers began to trace a tingling path down Gordie s jawline following the collarbones as they slanted into the downy fluff of his chest hair. It was easy to push the material aside to find his hard nipple. I guarantee that you could have me any way you wanted.



Gordie bit his lip when Sam flicked his nipple sending shockwaves through his torso then collapsed as his mouth engulfed it. Gordie moaned as Sam laid him on the soft grass and proceeded to ravish his nipples. Oh Sam! The seneschal could barely breathe as lightning bolts of pleasure ran down his body bringing his semi-hard penis into life. Suddenly he wanted this so badly that he forgot about resisting. He pulled Sam s mouth down harder against his nipple and groaned again as he lightly bit it.



Sam sensed that something had changed in Gordie and he played with the blond s nipples until he was writhing in need. While his fingers unbuttoned the shirt his mouth followed close behind sucking and biting every inch of flesh that he uncovered. He reached the top of Gordie s breeches and kissed his way over to his pale hip biting down into the soft flesh but not drawing blood.



Yes my sweet. I marked you. He breathed hotly into Gordie s ear licking and nibbling. You re mine now.



Gordie moaned. Sam s mouth moved over the bite and he spent quite a long time sucking hard on the flesh until he was satisfied with the mark. Gordie felt it throbbing in sync with his aching penis and was overjoyed when Sam released it from its leather prison. The breath caught in his throat as Sam tongued the fat head then laid it onto his tongue laving the sensitive underside.



Oh Sam. Oh gods yes!



You like that?



Oh fuck yes!



Then tell me.



Heat flared in Gordie s cheeks spreading down his body to where Sam s mouth touched his body. I like that.



You like what? Sam moved his tongue back and forth over the helmet delving into the wide slit and licking the dripping pre-cum.



I like you licking my cock. Gordie choked out breathlessly. Oh yes just like that.



Like what?



Oh keep sucking the head. Oh yes just like that. His hips flexed as Sam s mouth covered the head sucking while his tongue flicked the underside and dove into the dribbling slit. Oh Sam. Don t stop.



Sam kept up the suction as he pulled Gordie s breeches completely off freeing the heavy balls and exposing a beautiful carved set of muscled legs. Sam knew at once that he didn t just want to be between them he wanted to feel them wrapped around his waist. He moved down to mouth Gordie s balls pulling each of them in and gently sucking on them.



Oh Sam please.



Please what?



Please put me back in your mouth. Gordie couldn t help moaning but Sam s wet mouth had covered the entire length of his swollen cock and he had never felt that before. He fought the urge to cum but Sam swallowed him again and again his nose pressing into Gordie s pubes. The fire built in his balls roiling and boiling until the finger Sam shoved into his asshole pushed him over the edge. Sam!



Sam was doing all he could to hold onto Gordie as he came. The shorter man s thick penis bucked on his tonsils delivering a mouthful of creamy spunk as his own shot into the grass. He swallowed and groaned as another spurt coated the inside of his mouth and another covered his tongue. Sam counted a total of seven squirts and marveled as he struggled to swallow it all. The seneschal must not have sex in a long time considering the size of the load. He moved up and kissed him.



Gordie could taste himself as he lost himself in the soft French kiss. Thank you. He breathed. You were my first.



Your first? Sam pulled back wrapping one of Gordie s curls around his pinky. You mean you re a virgin?



Gordie shook his head sleepy and sated. Yes. I ve given once but I ve never ...



Received?



Yes.



Then it s an honor to share my body with you Gordie. He nuzzled Sam s neck. But you never answered my question.



Your question?



About why you couldn t have me.



Gordie bit back the pain in his heart and blissfully let sleep claim him.

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Glass Canyon Connection

My boss Sid Jamison had told me that tonight was one of those nights and that I was to be in his office at precisely 8:15. Such a summons was not that unusual Jamison had been fucking me regularly for a couple of months on the desk top in his office after hours. I didn t mind this because he was really hot and not all that old and he was being really good to me professionally. But I thought it a little strange that he d given a precise time I should be there.



We worked in one of those all-glass downtown high-rises where land was at such a premium that the office buildings faced each other closely across narrow canyons bottomed by busy streets. Jamison s office was on the eighteenth floor and he got off on topping me in front of floor-to-ceiling glass in the early evening hours while it was still light and while the traffic noise from below was still at a high level. But at 8:15 this time of year it would be darker out than when we usually fucked in his office. Not a problem for me because I hadn t planned anything that evening but it meant I had to stay around in the office a little longer than usual.



I showed up to his office early and he kept me up against the wall just inside the door for several minutes while he got us all hot and bothered with his roaming hands and lips. We undressed each other there and then rubbed chests bellies and cocks until we were both panting and hard for each other. He went down on me there my back up against the wall and him kneeling between my thighs. He was really good with his tongue and teeth and the soft inner sides of his cheeks not to mention his fingers at my balls and back door and it wasn t long until I d creamed his tonsils and nearly collapsed on top of him with my knees buckling at the intensity of the cocksucking.



It was almost precisely 8:30 when Jamison stood and led me over to his desk. I couldn t have asked for a more studly guy bossing me around. I took my usual stance on the desk top: on my back butt at the edge of the desk legs open wide held by my hands: my back to those floor-to-ceiling glass windows. I was waiting all atremble as usual for those lips at my ass followed by the cool feel of the KY and then by the invigorating drive of that seven-inch very thick cock that I d come to love plowing my canal.



But tonight to my surprise Jamison told me to come down off the desk and turn around stand on the floor feet wide apart and lay my chest on the desk top. I did as he asked—he after all was the boss. And as he was pressing his face into my crack successfully finding my puckered hole and giving that attention with his lips and tongue I rested my cheek on the desk blotter and sighed and moaned for him assuring him that I was enjoying his attentions to me. His face came away and his teeth gave my butt cheeks a little nip here and there causing me to writhe a bit rubbing my rehardening dick on the leather surface of Jamison s executive desk. I gave a little lurch and yelp and instinctively grabbed for the corners of the desk with my hands and jerked my head up as I felt the first of his KY-slathered fingers enter me and begin to probe.



When my head came up my eyes went to the window and instinctively to the glass office tower immediately across the narrow street canyon from our own glass office tower. Few lights were on over there so it wasn t hard for me to zero in on a brightly lit office in the mirroring building just about opposite from ours and two stories higher. That particular window was arresting because there was a young well-cut man leaning against that window looking out seemingly looking directly at me. The most arresting aspect of that young man was that he was stark naked his hands spread out wide and supporting him against the window his forehead plastered to the window his legs out at a wide stance—and another naked bulky and hirsute but not exactly fat man kneeling behind him his face buried in the young man s butt and his arms around the young man s legs hands tightly holding the young man s thighs.



I could clearly see the young man s face and his facial expression at having his ass eaten out was surely I thought no less pleasure driven than my own was at what Jamison was doing at my back door.



As I watched the hairy man across the divide stood. I saw his hand glide back around the young man s hips and I saw the young man lurch as the hairy man forced fingers into his asshole. I knew that was what he was doing because at the same time the second of Jamison s fingers forced its way into my ass and I also lurched. The hairy man brought his body in close behind that of the young man and his lips went to the hollow of the young man s neck. They both seemed to have their eyes glued on me. I felt Jamison lower his chest closely on my shoulder blades his fingers still in my asshole and he kissed and nuzzled the hollow of my neck. I licked my lips and moaned not sure whether I was doing this on my own or suggestively because the young man across the glass canyon was doing the same.



Jamison came up off my back the hairy man pulled away from the young man s back. Jamison clutched my hips the hairy many clutched the young man s hips. In one swift painful movement Jamison entered me with his seven thick inches and plowed up to the root. I howled to the ceiling in pain and surprise and grabbed back at him with my hands trying to pull him off me. But my eyes were glued to the window where the hairy man had impaled the young man in one swift movement and the young man had lifted his head and howled to the ceiling and clutched back at the hands imprisoning his hips with his own hands.



The young man s eyes were linked to mine beseeching me for help trying to convey his pain and suffering at having been possessed so fully and brutally. But I couldn t help him I was trying to seek the same solace from him. Mouths open in a screams that almost made the separating window glass between us reverberate the young man and I shared our debauching and Jamison stroked my ass with his huge tool swiftly and deeply and the hairy man stroked the ass of his prisoner equally swiftly and deeply. All four of us were in a quartet of open mouths cries of passion and slitted eyes.



Jamison and the hairy man were keeping the same rhythm and tempo almost as if they were doing so on purpose and I knew exactly the point at which my pain was overridden by the pleasure of this wild fuck because my emotions were being exactly mirrored in the eyes of that young man across the glass canyon divide. Everything was all right now. No more than all right—ecstasy. I was having the hot ride of my life and it was only being enhanced because I saw that my young counterpart was also having the hot ride of his life. I writhed and moaned and slammed my hips back to meet each thrust of Jamison just as the young man was doing to his hairy attacker.



And I knew exactly when Jamison would release and flood my insides with his rich cream because I could see the point of release in the eyes of the hairy man. And my mouth joined that of the young man in my cry of joy at being filled so fully and so deeply.



Jamison collapsed onto my back and the hairy man collapsed against the young man onto the window across the canyon. The hairy man lifted a hand to the young man s cheek and turned his face fully to the window making the young man s eyes latch onto mine for a last time. Jamison was doing the same to me and I could see the hairy man whispering in his young lover s ear just as Jamison whispered in mine.



See that man over there the hairy one? Jamison whispered. That s my pal Ned Treadwell. He and I planned this little mirroring encounter for you and his young employee. I hope you liked it.



I ll never be able to fully tell Jamison just how hot this glass canyon connection was for me.

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Once Again

I set the weights down grabbed my towel and walked into the locker room.



Sitting down I removed my socks and shoes and pulled off my top. I stood up and pulled off my gym shorts and jockstrap. I put my sweaty clothes in my gym bag grabbed a clean towel soap and shampoo and walked into the showers. I always used the middle stall on the left and was happy that it was empty. I flipped the towel over the hook stepped into the stall and turned on the water.



I heard another shower start and turning my head noticed a well-built man moving into the stall across from mine. I stepped forward under the showerhead and let the full force of the water hit the top of my head. I washed my hair with my shampoo and rinsed it. Using the bar of soap I lathered the back of my body and rinsed it off. Turning around to wash my front I looked over and the man had his back to me and was soaping his back butt and legs. Even from the back he looked familiar and I felt a faint twinge.



He turned around looked at me and winked. I nodded my head in acknowledgement. I was slightly surprised since most men avoided any kind of contact in the showers. Looking down I saw that he was well hung and had very large balls. I had noticed him during the last couple of weeks which was why his backside had looked familiar. He started soaping up his chest and I finished soaping up and rinsing off. I turned the shower off and grabbed my towel. As I started drying my body he turned off his shower grabbed his towel and started drying off also.



I wrapped my towel around my waist stepped out of the shower and walked back into the locker room. Pulling fresh clothes from my bag I sat down and started getting dressed. The man walked by me and proceeded to duplicate my actions. I stood up dropped my towel and pulled on my jockeys and shorts.



As I sat back down the man said Hi. My name is Frank. What s your name? Jack.



He stood up walked over and we shook hands.



Frank asked Would you like to get something to drink? I am new in town and do not know many people.



Sure.



We finished dressing discussing where to go. I told him to follow me and we walked out of the gym.



I threw my bags into the back seat and started my car. I waited until Frank was behind me and pulled out into traffic. I headed to my favorite neighborhood bar and pulled into the parking lot. He parked next to me and we went into the bar. It was Tuesday night so it was not crowded and the bar was quiet. We sat down in one of the booths ordered our drinks and started talking. Frank was from Los Angeles and had recently moved here as part of a job transfer. We discussed each other s jobs careers and backgrounds and ordered another round of drinks.



Frank was quiet for a minute and looking at me intently said At the gym I noticed that you have looked at me more than a few times. I have been watching you and I am going to take a chance. I am bisexual and I think you are too. Am I right?



Yes.



It had been years since a man had jumped my bones and vice versa. I was alone as my wife was visiting her sister in New Mexico and my kids were married.



He said My wife is still in California cleaning up loose ends and both of my kids are in college. Are you are interested in getting together.



I nodded paid the bill and we left the bar. I told Frank to follow me. We pulled into my driveway got out of our cars and entered the house. I turned the living room lights on and motioned towards the couch.



Have a seat. I ll get us a beer. I said.



Walking into the kitchen I grabbed us each a beer popping the tops and went back into the living room.



Frank smiled as I handed him a beer and I sat down across from him in the love seat.



TV? Music?



Neither. I only want to suck your cock. He said.



We each took a swig and set our beers down. My experiences with men were usually more subtle. I guess he believed in the direct no holds barred approach because he pulled his shirt off. I watched as he took his tennis shoes and socks off.



He looked at me and said Well?



I stood up saying Not here and walked towards the bedroom. I turned on the lights and pulled back the covers on the bed. I pulled my shirt off and removed my shoes and socks. Frank dropped his shorts and his hardon was plainly visible in his underwear. My cock felt superhard as I pulled both my shorts and jockeys off my dick bobbing up and down.



Nice. Frank said and pulled his underwear off. His cock was also hard and stuck straight out from his body. His prick was at least nine inches long matching mine. This was going to be great!



I lay down on the bed and Frank crawled between my legs.



No. Sixty-nine first. I said.



He turned around and his legs straddled my head his crotch inches from my face. I moaned as his hand curled around the base of my cock. I moved my arms around his legs and reaching in grabbed his cock and pulled it towards my open mouth. He groaned as my tongue lapped at the head of his cock. My cock twitched in his hand as he lowered his head sliding his mouth down my erection.



I raised my head and loved the feelings and sensations as his hard cock slid into my mouth. When the tip touched my throat I moved my head back and started sucking on his cock. He was sucking on my cock and we started loving each other s hard shafts our heads and hips moving at a steady pace. I let go of his cock and felt the shaft drive completely down my throat. We started to suck each other s cock at a faster pace and I felt my cum boiling in my balls.



Frank grunted and drove his cock as deep as he could into me and spurted. I swallowed each stream of hot cum as he repeatedly orgasmed. I sucked on his cock milking him dry of cum and he moaned as I continued to suck on his softening cock. I moved my hips faster and Frank deepthroated me his bobbing head matching my pace.



I moaned as I orgasmed sending shot after shot of cum into his mouth and down his throat. Frank swallowed all of it not missing a drop. We kept sucking each other s cocks getting every drop of cum that we could and loving the shafts sliding between our lips and into our mouths. Finally I let his dick wet with my saliva slip from my mouth. Frank raised his head and shoulders and let my cock drop from his mouth.



He rolled off me and off the bed. The whole sexual encounter had not taken more than fifteen minutes. I knew that I was not satisfied and I hoped that he was ready for more. He went into the bathroom and I could hear him pissing. He flushed the toilet washed his hands and came back into the bedroom.



Christ that was great but it wasn t enough and it didn t last long enough. Frank said.



Yup. I agree.



Frank slid into bed next to me our bodies touching and started stroking my chest. His fingertips made small circles around my tits and he tweaked and pinched my hardening nipples. He rolled on his side and started kissing and sucking on my chest and I felt my cock start to harden. He sucked on each nipple and gently nibbled on them making them even harder. He repositioned his body and started running his tongue and lips up and down the center of my chest moving closer and closer to my hard cock.



I moaned as he ran the flat of his tongue down the length of my cock. Moving his head between my legs he lapped at my balls. Frank sucked first one and than the other rolling them around in his mouth. I spread my legs and raised my hips and he ran his tongue down between my balls and anus. He probed that sensitive area with his tongue sending thrills through my groin. He lowered his head further and licked at my anus and I moaned again. He ran his tongue up and down my butthole and slid the tip of his tongue into it. He tongue-fucked my asshole and I gasped at the sensation.



Frank moved his head back up and again lapped at my cock. He ran his tongue up one side of my cock and than down the other. He opened his mouth and sucked the head of my cock into it. I could feel him running his tongue around the head of my cock as he continued to suck. He lowered his head and I could feel his lips and tongue on my cock as he took more of it into his mouth. Frank moaned and started bobbing his head on my cock.



I gasped as he deepthroated me. He did not maintain a steady cocksucking pace but rather alternated both how deep he took me and how fast. God he was good. If this was going to last I would have to stop him. I did not have to stop him he did.



He lifted his head and said Not yet. Okay.



I said Yes... and he rolled on to his back.



I raised up and over and sucked and bit his nipples. They were bigger than mine and as I played with them they got harder and bigger. I turned my head and looked down his body. His cock was hard and it twitched on his belly from his arousal. I licked and sucked my way down his chest towards his hard shaft. I moved so that I could lower my head between his outstretched legs. I lapped at his balls with my tongue and sucked on each one. I loved the feeling of them rolling around in my mouth as I took each one in and massaged it with my mouth and tongue.



Frank gasped as I tongued his anus. I tongue-fucked his asshole and he moaned. I moved my head back up and looked down on his hard cock. I lowered my head and opened my mouth. I moaned as the head of his cock slid between my lips into my mouth. I ran my tongue around the ridge and pushed it into the slit at the end of his cock and his cock spasmed. I lowered my head and felt his cock slid between my lips and into my mouth.



Deeper and deeper his cock went until it touched the back of mouth. I lowered my head further and felt his cock enter my throat. I lowered my head further and the tip of my nose touched his hairy sac. He moaned as I started to deepthroat his prick. When I felt his hips start to move I stopped and let his cock fall from my mouth back on to his belly.



Your turn. I said and fell back on the bed.



He moved down and knelt between my legs. I stretched my legs apart and bent them at the knees with my feet on the bed. Frank moved forward and lowered his head. He opened his mouth and sucked my cock into his mouth taking about half of it. He reversed his head and just before my cock would have slid out stopped. He ran his hands up and down my cock sending tingling sensations up and down my hard shaft. He opened his mouth slightly and saliva ran out and down the sides of my cock. He used his saliva as a lubricant and began to stroke my cock. As he gave me a wonderful handjob he continued to suck on the head of my cock and run his tongue around it.



I moaned and told him to stop. He did and moved back up the bed and lay down next to me. I moved down the bed and he opened his legs mimicking my earlier action. I knelt before his groin and played with his balls gently massaging them and rolling them around in my fingertips. I lowered my head and sucked on the head of his cock. He thrust up and I sucked on more of his cock. I raised my head and parted my lips. A gush of saliva steamed down his cock from my mouth and I ran my right hand up and down his cock. I made a tight circle with my thumb and middle index finger and ran it up and down his cock squeezing it as I went. He moaned as I continued jacking him off and sucking on the head of his cock. He gasped and I stopped.



I moved back up and lay down next to Frank. He reached across my body with his left hand and stroked my cock. I moved my right hand down clasped his cock and stared jacking him off. We lay next to each other giving each other a handjob. I reached across with my left hand pinched and played with his nipples. Frank did the same to me as we continued to stoke each other s cocks.



I gasped and said We.. had.. better.. stop or.. I.. am.. going.. to.. come!



We both stopped and took deep breaths. I moved around and lay on my side and Frank followed suit. We each moved a leg so that the other could access the cock before our faces. I moaned and so did Frank as our mouths closed down on our cocks.



We started slowly sucking each other s cocks taking them deeper into our mouths. I groaned as he swallowed my cock. I took his cock all the way and it was his turn to moan. We deepthroated each other and our pace picked up.



I grunted and thrust my hips driving my cock deep into Frank and erupted. Spurt after spurt of cum blasted from my cock into Frank s mouth. He moaned as each jolt of cum hit deep into his throat. Frank grunted thrust and hot cum spewed from his dick and I swallowed. Another blast of cum hit the roof of my mouth and I swallowed. He was spurting the tasty jism and I was swallowing as my cock was spurting into his mouth. We moaned groaned and swallowed each blast of cum. We each must have spurted six or seven times before the flow ebbed.



As he sucked my cock dry I milked his cock of any trace of cum. We continued to suck each other s cock long after there was any cum. As our cocks softened we still sucked savoring the feel of a cock in our mouths. I let his cock slide from my mouth and took a deep breath of air. I reached over and gently stoked his cock and Frank did the same. We lay there enjoying each other s sex in the afterglow of making love.



Wow! I said.



Ditto.



I twisted around and kissed him.



I ll be right back. I said.



I jumped up and went into the bathroom. I looked down at my soft cock still wet from his saliva and I peed. I flushed the toilet washed my hands and went back into the bedroom. I turned off the lights and lay down next to Frank.



You are spending the night right? I asked.



Yes.



We hugged each other and went to sleep.



I woke up from a powerful sexual dream to reality. Frank s head was lying on my belly and he was stroking my morning hardon. I moved my arm down draping it over his waist my hand closing around his cock.



Good morning. He said.



Good morning yourself. What a great way to wake up.



I replied. He twisted around and I rolled over on my side. I grabbed his cock and stroked it in a slow leisurely manner while Frank s hand curled around my prick. We lay in bed and jacked each other off for a few minutes enjoying the early morning lovemaking.



I moved my head between his legs and tongued his balls. Moving even closer I ran my tongue up and down the crack of his ass. He moaned and moved so that he was on top of me. It was my turn to gasp as he swallowed my entire cock in one smooth motion of his head. I reached up with my hands and using my thumbs I spread his ass cheeks apart. I raised my head and pushed my tongue into his asshole. His hips jerked from side to side and I forced more of my tongue into his ass. Using my tongue like a small wet prick I fucked his asshole.



Frank groaned and started to bob his head up and down my cock. He placed his hands under my butt and I raised my hips driving my cock deep into his mouth and down his throat. It was my turn to groan as I felt his fingers probing at my asshole. He slid two fingers in and wiggled them around while deepthroating my cock. I dropped my head down and slid two fingers from each hand into his butt. I found the head of his cock with my mouth and sucked on it. I opened my mouth wider and more of his cock slid in. He lowered his hips and his entire cock slid into my mouth and down my throat.



We started to finger fuck and deepthroat each other s ass and cocks. I slammed my hips up and came sending spurts of cum into his mouth and down his throat. He drank the cum spurting from my cock and sucked on it while sending his fingers deeper into my ass. I sucked on his cock and shoved my fingers even deeper into his ass. He moaned and continued to suck on my cock. Frank groaned and shoved his hips down driving his cock deep into my throat and erupted. I swallowed each blast of hot cum fucked his ass with my fingers and sucked on his hard spewing cock.



Finally his cock quit spurting jets of cum and I dropped my head back down on the bed his cock slipping from my mouth. I slowly withdrew my fingers from his asshole and sighed. Frank was still sucking on my softening cock milking it of any remaining cum. I moved my hands around and squeezed his cock delighted as more cum oozed from his cock dripping on my tongue. I licked the head of his cock and let it slide into my mouth. I sucked on it and swallowed the cum still oozing from the slit.



Frank raised his head letting my cock fall from his mouth and gently removed his fingers from my ass. He kissed my balls and ran his tongue up and down my cock. I sucked his cock swallowing the entire soft length loving the feel and taste. I moved my head back and kissed the head of his cock. Franks raised his hips and rolled over on to his back.



We lay there looking at each other s balls and spit covered cocks for a few minutes while running our hands up and down each other s bodies.



Shower time. I said.



We got up and went into the shower where we washed each other s bodies and horsed around enjoying the touch of each other hands and bodies.



We have enjoyed many lovemaking sessions since our first encounter and have become the best of friends.