Roommate - The Shower

Opening the door to our small apartment, I enter and head for the fridge to get a beer. sitting down at the table, I pour my beer into a glass and sip on it, oh so refreshing on a hot day.
I need to take a piss, so I head for the bathroom, as I open the door I see that my room mate is in the shower, but I need to go, so I take my cock out and go do my business, looking at the shape of my room-mate, behind the shower curtain, as I do. I finish my business and look at the shape of the body behind the curtain, my cock starts to harden a bit, Oh my what to do? I haven't known my room-mate very long, but I have notice his body as we relaxed in the apartment. It has been so hot in our apartment lately that, we worn very little and I got to see a lot of him. And I was wanting more then just some peeks of him and his skin.
As I watched him thru the curtain, I noticed that my cock had harden up more, with my thoughts.
Taking a nice deep breathe, I slipped my cloths off, my cock hard and sticking high in the air.
Moving to the back of the shower curtain, I rattled it a bit as I climbed into the shower, asking, as I did, if there was room for another? He turned to see me, his cock hanging semi hard, in front of him, I reached down and took his cock in my hand, he started to say something, but just leaned back against the shower wall, his cock getting harder with my strokes, as I stroked his cock I lean down and sucked on one of his nipples, it got erect almost as soon as I touched it.
I stop stroking him for a bit and grab his balls and rolled them in my hand, I take his hand as I play with his balls and put it on my cock, he strokes me as I roll his balls around, I am so hard now. I go back to stroking my room mate, I hear some nice soft moans coming from him, Oh I need to Play some more so I stop stroking him and take my cock from his hand.
I move in front of him, My cock next to his, I take my cock and rub in around his cock, sliding it up and under his cock shaft, back and fro I slide my Hard cock , pumping my cock into his. I finally ask if he was liking this, He says yes, I didn't think it could feel this good, I tell him it is only going to get better. I pinch both of his nipples as I ram my cock into his a few more times, I tell him to turn the shower off, and ram his cock a bit slower as he turns the shower off.
I am wanting to make it special for him, and I need to cum bad, my cock feeling ready to burst, he is still hard against the shower wall, I rub my cock around his some more, then put my cock head up to his cock head and rub them together, my need to cum almost there, I take my hand and start to jack off right next to his cock, he is watching my every move, as I let loose all my cum, most hitting on his cock but some around his belly, oh what a relief, I needed that so bad, but I need to finish my room mate, moving down to start licking his chest then down, to his belly, I stop long enough to lick up some of my cum I left on him, and on to his cock, soaked in my cum, I engulf his cock into my mouth taking as must of his cock as I could, his legs start to quiver and my mouth goes up and down his cock, gently then tighter and tighter, it was just a short time before , my room mate was blowing his first load of cum into my mouth, Gagging a bit as he blew his huge load of cum, pulling back a little, I took his cock in my hand and jacked the last bits of cum out of his cock onto my face.

-Anonymous

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Andrew's First Time

“Come on, you have to have some kind of breakfast. The pan’s hot, I’m going to fix something for Andrew and me anyway, I might as well throw on a couple of eggs for you too.”

“Do you know how much fat is in an egg, Dad? I don’t think so.” Chloe picked up her book bag and threw the strap over her shoulder. “Besides, I told Ash that I’d meet her for a coffee at Jitters at 7:30.” I smiled inside. That was Chloe, always had somewhere to go, someone to see. A lot like her mother, I thought.

Just then the 6’ 2” frame of Andrew, her cousin walked in. It was obvious he’d just rolled out of bed. His red hair was pushed up on one side with apparent bed head. He was rubbing sleep from his eyes as he walked into the kitchen, but what really caught my eye were his shorts. He was wearing boxer brief underwear. They were made of a grey tee shirt material and came about half way down his thigh. Clearly through the material you could see the long thick bulge of his penis draping to the side. I immediately felt embarrassed for him, knowing that Chloe was seeing the same thing I was. I was about to say something to him, but he pulled out a chair and sat down and scooted his legs under the table.

I glanced over at Chloe to see if she had actually seen what I had. Her face was impassive, but she had her phone out and was punching some keys. “I am kind of hungry; I think I will have some eggs after all, Daddy.”

“What about Ashley?”

“I’m texting her now. I’ll hook up with her at school.” She continued to punch keys as she sat down in a chair and scooted to the table.

Suddenly, for some inexplicable reason, I had a lump in my throat and could not speak. I turned back to the stove. I cracked an egg and dropped it onto the skillet, my mind reeling. I was suddenly thinking some very horrible thoughts about my daughter. I knew that Chloe liked boys, although she always acted as if she didn’t like them, at least in front of me. We’d had the birds and bees chat a couple of years ago and were pretty open with each other about her feelings. Ever since her mother died, I knew that I would have to try to be her confidant. I had to try to take her mother’s place. I popped 4 slices of bread into the toaster and pushed the lever down.

Chloe looked over at Andrew, Looks like you slept well,” she giggled, commenting on his lop sided hairdo.

“Uh, yeah, great, actually.” Andrew sat continuing to rub his sleep swollen eyes. He had been living with us for 4 months now. Ever since the death of his parents, my sister and her husband, in an auto accident. He had fit right in with us, personality-wise, although sometimes a little quiet. He had a decent sense of humor and we often had laughed together over the years even before all of our tragic losses. I gingerly slid the spatula under and egg and gently rolled it to the opposing side.

Chloe picked up her phone again and flipped it open intently scrolling through her recently received texts. “Andrew would you mind getting us some orange juice?” she asked rather absent mindedly.

I cringed, “Hey, that’s okay I got it.” I turned from the stove.

Andrew was already up, “I’m right here, Craig. I’ll get it.” For some reason ever since moving in with us he’d gone to calling me by my first name only. He moved to the refrigerator and opened it. I glanced at Chloe and saw that she was looking over her phone and actually watching Andrew, his bulbous penis head mounding under his briefs. Although he didn’t look to be erect, it was obvious that his penis was exceptionally long and thick. He grabbed the juice, turned and stepped toward the table. Chloe’s eyes flickering between her phone and Andrew.

When we were through with breakfast, Chloe hugged me and pecked me on the cheek. “See you tonight Daddy,” she said as she headed out the door. I sipped my coffee as Andrew got up from the table and brought his dish to the sink.

“Don’t worry about those, I’ll get them,” I said. “You’re going to be late for school.”

“That’s okay, I’ll right myself a note,” he snickered.

“Uh hey, Andrew, I have to ask you something though. Could you please wear some shorts or something, at least, you know in front of Chloe.”

Andrew looked down, “Shit, Craig, I thought I had my shorts on this morning. Jeez, Shit, I’m sorry.” His reddening face giving away his bewilderment.

“Hey, Andrew, It’s not a big deal, really. We’re all family here. It’s just that Chloe is at a very……impressionable age. You know?”

Andrew stood two feet in front of me, his crotch at my eye level. I tried to keep eye contact with him. “Yes sir, I understand. I’m sorry, Craig. I’ll be more careful from now on.”

I smiled at him as I got up and put my coffee cup in the sink. I chuckled a little, “Yeah, besides, with all of the friends that Chloe has, I don’t need 150 girls over here all of the time, I’m already having enough trouble keeping the boys off of Chloe.”

After I finished up the dishes, I saw Andrew off to school and walked into the study to get some writing done. I sat down at the computer and pulled up my latest manuscript. I was in the middle of writing my third book. A series of books actually, sort of my own version of the great American novel. I sat and stared at the screen for a few minutes thinking of how to get going. My mind kept flashing back to breakfast. I worried about Chloe a little bit. I wasn’t sure what to do about that yet. I wondered about Andrew too. That huge fucking bulge in his shorts. Wow, He was going to be very popular with the ladies.

I felt my groin tighten a little at the vision in my mind of a beautiful young woman’s eyes as she saw and felt his erection for the first time. I felt more tightening in my pants as the thought continued. I clicked on the Internet icon on my screen. I really needed to relieve the ache in my groin before I could get anything done. I went to a gay porn website that I subscribed to. I belonged to a couple of them, a couple of hetero porn sites too. It’s just that this morning I wanted to fantasize about men. In particular, I wanted to fantasize about very well hung men getting together. I briefly thought back to the encounter with a man that I’d had about a year earlier. I hadn’t dated really, since Chloe’s mother died.

Consequently, I spent a fair amount of time on the Internet surfing porn for my sexual release. The ones I liked the best were always the ones where there was a well hung man pleasing a beautiful woman. I loved girls on girls too, but, by far, the sight of a huge penis sliding in and out of a petite woman was my favorite. I guess it just came naturally to me to start to fantasize about what it would be like to be that woman. I loved the thought of a man holding his penis to my lips. I would reach up and grab his cock and begin to gently lick and suck the head and look up into his eyes as they rolled back in enjoyment.

Eventually my fantasies turned to anal sex. I became fascinated with it. I even went so far as to purchase a vibrator from an online store. I remember waiting in anticipation for when it arrived. When it did, I could hardly wait for Chloe to go to school the next day. I spent a couple of hours with that vibrator and loved every minute of it. I thought that it might be uncomfortable to start with. So I slathered it with some lube I had purchased down at the drug store. To my surprise, it actually didn’t hurt at all, like I’d thought it might. It slid right into my anticipating ass. I fucked myself with it for a half an hour before I finally allowed myself to cum, when I did, it was extremely intense. Jet after jet of hot, sticky semen shot from my 7” cock as one hand pumped it, while the other violated my convulsing hole. From that moment on, my fantasies turned from that vibrator to having a man slide his huge erection into my awaiting anus. I spent countless hours with that vibrator as it had its way with my eager asshole, every minute wishing it was a guy like a porn star with his huge tool that was really pleasing me.

My cock now strained at my pants as I thought back to my one night stand with Ben, the only actual homosexual encounter I’d every really had. I reached down, pulled my belt loose and slid my pants and underwear off with one motion. I flipped my shirt to the side as I slid back into my chair and eagerly typed my password into the website log in. I gently caressed my rock hard cock as I maneuvered my way into the website. It didn’t take long to find what I was looking for. I clicked on the play button as a video loaded onto my screen. Immediately an image of a well endowed black male was sliding his big tool into a smaller man’s ass. The smaller man, a white male, in his twenties maybe, was lying on his back on a bed. His legs were spread wide as the ebony man held an ankle in each hand. He slid his large penis into the Caucasian man’s waiting ass. He slid it in and out rhythmically as the receiving man panted and moaned. I watched this for several minutes and began to get very worked up. My right hand was slowly stroking my cock while my other hand was down between my legs, the tip of my middle finger rubbing my anus. I placed each foot up on the desk, straddling my keyboard as my finger probed my sensitive hole.

Just then I thought I caught a glimpse of movement outside the window behind my computer monitor. I froze awkwardly and watched to see if I could tell what it was that moved. I saw nothing. I sat, frozen for a moment longer trying to regain the mood that had just been shocked from me so abruptly. Then my eyes refocused. That’s when I saw.

The movement I had seen did not come from outside my window….It had come from a reflection in the window. A reflection of something…or someone, off to my right and a few feet behind me! I leaped from my chair, my erection bobbing straight up in front of me. There in front of me, with eyes wide, stood Andrew. “Uh, jeez, Craig….I, Uh…”

I just stood there for a moment, unable to speak. I’d just been caught by my nephew watching and, yes…masturbating to gay pornography. “Shit, Andrew, I…Shit. Look, this isn’t what you think,” I said stupidly. It was exactly what he was thinking. Shit, how did I not hear him come in? I silently cursed myself as I stood, naked in front of Andrew, my erection beginning to soften.

“Look, Uncle Craig….”

Shit, He called me uncle Craig. Oh fuck, Chloe’s going to find out, Andrew will probably leave. Word about this is going to get out. Shit, shit.

“Look, Craig….I…Uh….Actually snuck in here…….to watch.”

That’s when I noticed something about him, something… I looked down slightly and noticed a large bulge in the front of his jeans. He took a step towards me, his eyes pleading. “I really didn’t make a mistake this morning. I knew that I wasn’t wearing anything over my underwear. I didn’t do it so Chloe would notice…I did it so you would.”

I looked him in his eyes, “Why did you think I would like that?” I was confused, wondering if he’d seen me do this before.

“I didn’t. I mean I don’t know. I guess I just wanted you to see me. I feel like a dumb ass, Craig, I’m sorry.” He turned his head as if he were going to leave.

I stepped forward, silently placing a hand upon his shoulder. He looked down at me, into my eyes. I slowly slid my other hand forward and gently caressed his erection through his jeans. My cock hardening again. I took him by the hand and silently led him to my bedroom. I turned and looked up into his eyes. “When did you know you were gay, Andrew?”

“I don’t know. Quite a while back I guess.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No, I’ve never….You know.”

“Wow.” I stepped back a pace. “Hey, look I don’t know if this is right. I mean, I actually like women. It’s just that I’ve been without one for so long. I mean what you saw…in there,” pointing in the direction of the study. “It’s lonely, you know?”

“I saw how you were touching yourself…Where you were touching yourself. I want to…..touch you there too.” He reached forward and gently caressed my engorged cock. It felt soooo good. I reached down myself and grabbed for his belt. I clumsily unbuckled it and unbuttoned his jeans, my hands shaking in anticipation. I dropped to my knees and pulled his pants down, his cock springing toward my face. It was truly immense. I’d never seen a penis that large before. Its bulbous head was as big as a child’s fist and it was really pink. Its incredibly long shaft leading to two walnut sized testicles nestled in a thick patch of orange pubic hair. It was hard as a rock, but still it seemed to be at half mast, so to speak. So large that it would not stand straight up, as my diamond hard penis was now doing.

I reached forward and held him in both of my hands, guiding his bright pink head to my lips. He peeled off his shirt and tossed it to the side as I gingerly licked the engorged head and slid my mouth over it. I managed to get a few inches of his thick, veined penis into my mouth and throat and hungrily began to work it in and out of my mouth as I pumped both of my hands up and down his shaft. He sighed deeply as I began to moan with wonton lust with his cock in my mouth. Andrew withdrew his penis and pushed me back onto the bed. He lay down on top of me, desperately grabbing for my penis. Clumsily his lips met mine and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. He worked his legs between mine and was thrusting his cock forward up and down my belly. It was obvious that he was very turned on and was loosing control of himself. As he lay on top of me, he clumsily thrust again and again. I could feel the heat of his cock against my cock and stomach as he slid it up and down.

He leaned back a bit and grabbed his cock with his hand quickly brought it up to my anus. I pushed my hand forward and stopped him from tearing me open with that huge stick. “Hey, slow down a bit. I’m going to need some lubrication before we go on.” I reached into my nightstand and pulled out the bottle of lube that I had used many times for my dildo. “Okay, Andrew, get on your knees here on the bed in front of me.” He positioned himself as I had asked and I reached forward with the bottle. I squirted a large dollop onto the head of his massive phallus. He just looked down and watched as I worked the slippery liquid up and down his thick shaft, my fingers barely touching as they wrapped around his girth. I began to moan softly. I wanted this dick inside of me soooo badly right then. I whimpered slightly as I felt it lurch in my hand. “Before we do this, I have to…you know, get ready a little bit. Think you can wait?”

He slowly nodded as I lay back on the bed. I spread my legs wide and brought my lube soaked hands to my anus. First I slowly, worked a finger into my little hole, then two. He watched, wide eyed as the slippery fingers of both hands were probing, spreading my hole wide. My eyes rolled back as I pulled my hole open a little wider. Andrew’s cock throbbed again as he watch me ready my sensitive hole for his phallus. I didn’t say a word as he slowly moved toward me. I held my hole wide as he pushed the head against it. He slid it up and down against my awaiting ass, his shaft glistening with the slippery liquid. Then he slowly pushed his head into me. I gasped as my fingers let go and felt his thick shaft as it slowly pushed into me. I looked down and saw my hard penis dripping a stream of clear liquid onto my belly.

He slowly withdrew and pushed again, his abs flexing as he was slowly working more of his fat stick into me. He had slid about half of his length into me when I felt a sharp pain up in my abdomen. I winced slightly as he pushed the huge head of his dick against the internal obstacle. He withdrew and thrust again. My mind reeling as I felt his hugeness violate me. He pushed in even further this time before withdrawing and pushing again. I cried out as he pushed even more into me this time. I began to whimper incoherently as he thrust again and again, my hands to each side of me, tightly gripping the bed, bracing myself against each thrust.

Andrew then lost his control, for he thrust hard and deeply into me, withdrew only the slightest and thrust again, his balls audibly slapping against my upturned ass. “Oh fuck,” was all Andrew could say as he thrust the entire length of his massive phallus into my eager anus, sweat glistening on his flexing abs and dripping from his upper lip as his cock began to erupt. He began to grind his cock into me, trying vainly trying to push even more of himself into me. I had not even touched my own cock during all of this as I didn’t want to spoil it by cumming too soon and I continued to tightly grip the bed to either side of me, but now it was too late, I could no longer hold myself back. As Andrew’s cock spewed his hot sperm into me my own cock jerked and erupted with the longest, largest jet of semen I’d ever seen. It splashed onto my face and into my waiting mouth.

The second jet was equally as large and wet as the first. Jet after jet of semen doused my belly, chest and face. I could only groan as I watched my penis empty its seed. Andrew then lay forward on top of me, breathing heavily. After some minutes he leaned back, withdrew and went into the bathroom. I could see a reflection from my mirrored closet doors of myself, my violated anus oozing a stream of Andrew’s white semen.

Andrew emerged from the bathroom and stood, looking at me lying on my bed, legs still spread and basking in the afterglow of my incredible orgasm, his penis hanging long and thick between his legs. “I’m sorry if I’ve messed something up with you Craig.”

“No Andrew, it’s actually me that should feel guilty.”

“Well don’t Craig. I’ve fantasized about it for a long time. I can’t believe that I’ve finally had it come true.” He walked over to me as I propped myself up on one elbow. He look down at me and into my eyes, “and I’ve got to be honest with you, I think that I want it to happen again.

-R. Granite

Farm Hands

I’ll remember this day for the rest of my years. It was a hot day, not unlike any other here in rural Kansas. It was another bad year for crops; the source of our livelihood. Despite the drought we had hired on a farm hand. I couldn’t take care of our animals by myself, sustaining the injury I had sustained days previously.

The nearest town was a few miles away, a travel across the open prairie I dreaded. The only other problem I had with the small town was the rumors. They spread like wild fire. Everyone in town knew your business before you did. Our town was so small that if you blinked you’d miss it. A few stores dotted Main Street, one bank that handled all our monetary transactions, and two diners both run by local women of the town.

Today is Friday. I got up earlier than usual, dressed just as I usually did my arm still in a sling. I ate breakfast; this was one of the first mornings I had to cook for myself. I grabbed my keys and got in the truck, after cleaning up from breakfast. I drove out the long dusty road that made our driveway, turned onto another dusty dirt road that led to town. Another 30 miles until town, I turned on the radio. I traveled roughly five miles before the sun rose. The heat was to extreme already, I knew today was going to be a terrible day. I stopped the truck alongside the road. I put it in park as I hopped out the door.

I stood beside the truck, I took my clothes off. It was too hot and it was the only way I knew of to beat the heat, especially when the AC in the truck didn’t work. I piled my clothes in the center seat next to me. I climbed back into the cab. I shifted the vehicle into drive, after easing on to the road gently. I gunned it. I could go as fast as I wanted. The nearest house was 28 miles away, at the end of the road.

I sped across the plane at 70 MPH. The dust behind me was trailing for miles as I looked back in the mirror. I smiled as I slowed the truck down; I came to a complete stop far out of the reach of the dust cloud. I climbed out of the cab, redressed, in what would have been a few seconds if I weren’t handicapped. I sped back on to the road and traveled on the next two miles at a legal speed. I honked the horn as I drove by the nearest neighbor and the first house on the road.

I hit blacktop. I drove through town, observing whatever may be new. It had been nearly a month since I had been to town. Nothing much changed there were a few little things to be noted. I drove to the other side of town, a whopping three miles. The gas station, only gas station in town served as a bus stop anytime a bus came to town. I parked alongside the road as the people unloaded from the bus. Holding a sign I quickly drafted as I ate breakfast, I drew attention to myself. The guy who was to be our help walked over.

“Jace?” I asked.
“Yes sir.” He answered the Texan accent thick like syrup yet smooth like water.
“My name is Evan.”
“Nice to meet you.” He said as he extended his right hand.

After I shook his hand, I led him to the truck and we headed to the house.
“Got everything you’re going to need?” I asked.
“Yes sir.” He replied.
“Please don’t call me sir.” I asked.
“May I call you Evan then?”
“That’s fine, I just don’t like Sir, it makes me feel old.”
“Okay Evan.” He said my name like an odd taste on his tongue.

We drove out of town and onto the dirt road.
“So how old are you?” I asked.
“18.” He answered shyly.
“No reason to be shy Jace, you’re living in the same house on the same farm with me for a while, might as well get to know each other.”
“Sorry, this is just my first time being this far away from anyone I know.”

I had to admit that he was right. I also had to admit that he was sexy. His frame was something to be proud of. I knew I was going to enjoy seeing him every day and every night.
“Forgive me for being so brash but you’re handsome.”

He blushed. I hoped I didn’t make him more nervous.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” I said making eye contact.
“It’s okay, you’re not too bad yourself.”

“Were you a football player or something?”
“I ran track and played soccer.” He answered.
“Do you still run?”
“On occasion.”

“You’re lucky then, out here you can run for a good distance without being bothered. Not trying to creep you out or anything, but the nearest house is about 30 miles from the farm.”
“Holy shit.” He swore.
“What?”
“Talk about privacy.”

“Oh, yeah. Out at the ranch you can run around naked if you want, no one there to complain. Not that anyone would complain” Realizing what I had just said, I blushed.
His gaze returned to the floor. I prayed I hadn’t said the wrong thing. The truck purred as my foot pressed on the accelerator, pushing it closer to the floor. Out across the prairie we went cruising at a blistering pace. After what seemed like an hour we were there. I turned up the drive and parked in front of the house.

“You want to see your room or the farm?”
“My room please.”
We walked into the house met by the chill of the AC it was heaven. I got chills.

“We’ll start here. This is the living room; the television is one of the only ways to contact the outside world. The phone is over there by the couch, another over in the kitchen. Follow me.”
We trekked all over the house exploring the place. When I showed him his room his eyes lit up. Our house was rather big and featured five bedrooms, each of modest size.”
“It’s huge.” He said as he turned around taking in the room.

“Yeah. You can put your clothes in the wardrobe over there. The closet has some junk in it. I can move it to the basement if you want.”
“I don’t have many clothes; don’t worry about the stuff in the closet.”
“Let me show you to the bathroom. Sorry to say but you’ll be sharing it with me.”
“That’s not a big problem.”

My room was directly next door. I choose to put him in this room just for that reason.
I opened the door leading from his room to the bathroom, “Don’t worry it locks. Towels and wash rags in are in this closet here.”
He seemed amazed by the house so far.

“If you’ll follow me.” I said as I opened the door on the other side of the bathroom, that lead to my room, “This is my room. If you need anything, anything at all just ask.”

My room, which I had cleaned the night prior, was spotless.
“If there isn’t anything to do I‘d like to retire to my room.”
“No problem, I’ll get you around dinner time.”
“Okay.”

“Do you have a computer or anything?” I asked.
“A laptop yeah.”
“Tell me when you get settled and I’ll hitch you up to the router.”
“Okay, if that’s not an issue.”
“It won’t be, I imagine you can use it to talk to your family back home.”
“Yeah, my mama will miss me for a little while.”

I closed the door connecting my room to the bathroom as he walked through his door. I needed some time alone for a few minutes. I just hoped that he didn’t need anything within the next 10 minutes. I locked both doors to my room, turned out the lights, logged onto my computer. I opened a porn site I frequented often. Images of men filled my eyes as my dick grew hard. My mind wandered from the men on the screen to the man in the next room. His accent was a major turn on. His respect for me as his employer was amazing. The only thing more amazing was his body. His arms were nicely muscled, not overly thick. His legs were clearly defined. I assumed he had a six pack, and that it was clearly defined.

His face was in a league all its own. His eyes were a sexy green; I could see what he was thinking. He wasn’t just shy, he was shy for a reason, but what was his reason? I wanted to find out, but later I had something else I needed to do.

My hand gripped my fabric engulfed erection. I was close, and I had barely made contact. As I slipped my pants from my thighs there was a knock at the door. Oh shit! I screamed in my head. As quietly as I could I pulled my pants up ignoring my throbbing prick as I tucked it into the waistband of my pants.

I opened the door rather slowly; it could only be one person.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“I need to ask a favor of you.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s not a favor it’s more of a thing that you should know about me.”

“What’s that?” I asked, I was genuinely curious now.
“Evan, I understand if you look at me differently but. . . I thought you needed to know.”
“I don’t know anything, you haven’t told me anything.”
“I’m gay.”

“Well,” I said, his words echoed in my ears. I guess I took too long to reply.
“Evan, I’m sorry.”
“Why would you be sorry?” I asked.
“Just because.” His shyness returned.
“Jace, you couldn’t comprehend how I feel.”
“I could if you told me.”

I closed the distance between us, locking lips with him. My eager tongue thrashed around, trying to gain entrance. He denied.
“Evan, what. . .”
“I said you couldn’t comprehend how I felt. I may have just met you, but I like you.”
“Evan, I would like to get to know you better before things get too hasty.”

Good Lord, his voice had the same effect as nails on a chalkboard. The sound of him saying my name made my erection throb.
“Jace, to be honest with you. I’m bi.”
“I figured you were something other than straight in the truck when you told me I was handsome.”
“Well you are, I’m quite taken by your beauty.”

“I think I could get to know you better later, right now I wanna do this.”
He closed the distance between us. His lips met mine in an explosion of emotions. His tongue was doing the probing this time. I wrapped my arms around his slender waist, pulling him close like he was going to fly away at any moment. He broke the kiss and showed another of his dazzling smiles.

I gestured towards my crotch, “See what you do to me?”
Gesturing at his crotch, “The feeling is mutual.”

The idea of showing him my most private area, just after meeting him did strike me as odd, but I didn’t care I wanted him. I’m almost certain he was a bit reluctant as I grabbed the waist band of his shorts and drug them down to the floor beneath. His whitey-titeys strained with the bulging member trying to intrude in the conversation. The smell was unlike any other; Pure masculinity. I was on a high as I hooked my fingers in the underwear and tugged them down slowly to where the now lay. The floor’ on top of his pants.

His cock was amazing. The size of that thing made my eyes bulge. He had to have been part horse or something. His balls hung low in a tan hairless sack. His dick’s base rested on a bushy plot of black pubes. My hand met his shaft. I stroked, as I did he moaned a bit. I knew what I needed to do now.

I took the head of his erection into my mouth, being careful to avoid tearing his dick with my teeth. He moaned as his hips thrust forwards, forcing more of his cock into my mouth. The cutest part was that even his moans carried his accent. I was astounded by how much of his cock I could actually take into my mouth. I had half, of what I assumed was nine inches, in the back of my mouth and throat. I tried my best to tease his prick with my tongue. He moaned loudly. I wanted to moan, but the attempt was useless. I fondled one of his large ball sin my hand, rolling it between my fingers.

Despite my best attempts he withheld his load from me for a long time. Until finally his hips bucked wildly, choking on his cock I braced myself the best I could for what was to come. His load flooded my mouth and throat. I nearly choked with each passing rope of his tasty cum. I had never tasted anything that delicious before.

His cock shrunk in size, looking less daunting as it did. He watched as I swallowed his creamy load. He grinned. He motioned for me to stand up. I did. He got on his knees before me, my cock, still trapped in my pants, seething. My dick wanted release. I wanted release. I didn’t want it I needed it.

“Do you want to take this a step further?” I asked hesitantly.
“Maybe, after I repay you for the best blowjob I’ve ever had.” He answered, his face shown with excitement.

He took my hand to help me up. I kissed him, my teeth purposefully snagging his bottom lip as I pulled away. He was ready, and so was I. Jace got on his knees in front of me. My cock, still being smothered by the stressed denim was begging for his touch. The button of my pants sprang free, the work of his talented fingers. The zipper was just as easily overcome. My jeans slid down my legs slowly, too slowly.

My underwear bulged, my dick was waiting. His fingers found the waistband. He tore them down blistering fast, boy oh boy, he meant business. As my underwear lay at my ankles his mouth approached and engulfed my dick. I moaned in ecstasy as his tongue danced over the tip of my erection. He looked up at me; I saw nothing but lust in his green eyes.

I tousled his hair with my hand, the silky smooth brown locks parted for my fingers only to grasp them once more. My hand wandered down to his jawline. The appearance of slight stubble tickled my hand; course like sandpaper, yet smooth like cream. His mouthed formed an O shape as he accommodated my length and girth. I moaned again as his teeth lightly scrapped the top of my shaft, catching on my head. Wherever he was from, he must have had some practice. My head rolled back as I moaned his name Jace.

My breath caught in my throat, as my face flushed from the flames I felt devouring my body. I felt like I was on fire. His teeth lightly grated my dick once more; too much. My body tensed, my sight went blurry as he struck the final nerve. I came, shooting my load into his mouth. He milked every last drop out of me. He swallowed my load, loud gulps audible. He stood up, letting my spent dick escape the confines of his moist mouth. He kissed me deeply; I could taste a hint of something that hadn’t been there the last time we kissed; the taste of my own cum.

His lips moved from mine; his hot breath dancing on my skin. Damn, he was hot. The smile on his face was stunning; his teeth glistened in the dim light of the room. His lips waltzed up my jaw line. I moaned quietly, it was a barely audible whimper. His name escaped my lips; Jace. He took a step back. His body, no longer touching mine, begged for attention. The muscles rippled beneath his pale torso. His breaths were slow and relaxed, despite the hot air in the room.

I melted into him. My head resting on one of his strong shoulders. My ear, firmly pressed upon his shoulder, registered the sound of his heart. I felt my body shudder as I collapsed into his arms. I was his.
“Jace,” I asked, “Will you take me?”

“Only if you’ll have me, Evan.” Hearing his voice say my name the way it did, I knew he loved me.
“Of course, I’ll have you.”

He was all mine, and I his. We walked further into the bedroom, to the bed. He lay down on the bed. I lay beside him. I watched as his breaths deepened, his chest heaved with his breaths. I watched him sleep for a while, until, I myself fell asleep.

My dreams that night were full of images of him; his face in the moment of orgasmic agony, his muscles rippling beneath his skin; the sound of my name, with the tang of his accent. Even though I was asleep, I smiled. He was mine, and I hoped he would be for the rest of the time he was working here, and forever after.

-B. Markus

Tasting My First Cock

As a young man I never had any desire to be with a man, in fact the thought of it kind of turned my stomach. I was your typical homophobic man until about my mid-twenties. Then an even happened that changed my life forever.

Chatting online I kept bumping into the same guy for several weeks, we chatted about many different topics during that time and he seemed to be a real nice guy. One night he told me that he was gay and it seemed that he was coming on to me, and I found myself of flirting back. After subtle flirting we began to cyber, I was shocked at how turned on I was! It turned out he lived about 20 minutes from me, and he invited me over. Though I had never wanted to be with a man, I found it hard to say no and agreed to meet with him, so I got dressed and went over to his place.

Nervous as hell, I thought about turning around several times on the drive over, but pressed forward. Once I arrived at his house I got out of the car and went up to his door. He answered and I was relieved to see he was a nice enough looking guy in his mid 40's.

With his door wide open he pulled me close to him and asked if I was ready. I was practically trembling from nerves in his arms, but he reached down and began to stroke my cook through my pants right there in the doorway.

This felt fantastic and I grew rock hard in no time. He made me feel so good, and the thought of someone seeing us there in his open door just drove me wild, I was oozing precum and moaning just from him rubbing me. At that point I just lost all inhibitions and figured I would go for it all. I pulled away from him, got on my knees in front of him and unzipped his pants, reaching in I touched my first cock. It felt wonderful, so hot, so hard and so thick, that I soon pulled it out to look at it.

He was average looking but his cock was not. It was 8" and very thick, and was beautiful, I jacked him off, his cock inches from my face till he began to leak precum. I then began to lick his shaft from his balls all the way up to his head, still while jacking him. He began to moan loudly, and then pulled me up on my feet, taking me by the hand bringing me inside his house he closed the door.

Once inside I got down on my knees again and he took his cock and rubbed it against my face and my lips, leaving trails of precum on me. I licked my lips and got a slight taste of his precum, this turned me on so much! Without so much as a word I took his cock into my mouth and began sucking it, swirling my tongue around his cock's head. He began talking dirty to me as I sucked him, calling me a whore, a slut, asking me if my fiance knew what a dirty cocksucker I was. The more he talked the hotter I got, and the more of his cock I tried to take into my mouth.

He was soon fucking my mouth with his balls on my chin, me gagging but taking all of it. As he got close he pulled out and got on the floor telling me to climb on top of him in a 69. I did as I was told and continued to suck him as he took me into his mouth. We did this for a long time, till he started to finger my ass. It hurt a lot at first, but once I began to open up to it, it felt wonderful. I rolled off him and begged him to fuck me, but he would not, he said I would have to earn it another time. He sat down next to me, and jacked me off while fingering my ass. Needless to say I am in no time, covering my chest with my cum.
He rubbed his fingers through a big puddle of my cum, and stuck his finger into my mouth making me clean my cum off of it. He then took the left overs of my cum and rubbed it on his dick. With my own cum covering his did he straddled my chest and began to fuck my mouth hard and fast forcing me to gag on his huge cum covered prick. He began to moan loudly and as he was about to cum pulled out and jacked off all over my face and neck, covering me in his cum.

Although I never hooked up with this guy again, he did open me up to a whole new sexual world, he was my first, but will not be my last. To this day thinking of this gets me very turned on, and to this day my wife has no clue it ever happened.
-Anonymous

My Drunk Best Friend

Chris is the only person who knows I'm gay. I told him sophomore year of college and he was completely okay with it. The closest we ever got was junior year when we jerked off together. We were at my house, both horny, pulled up some porn on our phones, his was straight, mine was gay, and jerked off in my bed.

That was until now...

Over spring break Chris and I went down to Destin, Florida. Since it's senior year spring break we decided to go hard and party non stop. This we did. On the fourth night though, I didn't feel like getting drunk and Chris wanted to go to this club. I decided to be the dd and he drank his fair share and then some (we took some other people from our class too).

After we had been there for a while, Chris came up to me and asked if I wanted to go back to the hotel. Since I wasn't drinking it wasn't incredibly fun, so I said yes. Chris was having a hard time walking, so he draped his arm over me and I helped him out. He kept talking really close to my face and saying how I'm his best friend. Classic drunk talk I figured.

We get back to the hotel and Chris is a mess! Can't hardly walk, slurring his words, and repeatedly tries to kiss me. Chris is straight and I know he's just drunk, so I kept denying him so that he wouldn't regret it in the morning. Chris is stronger than me, much stronger than me. So when he grabbed my wrists and held me down on the bed, I couldn't resist. I always wanted to get with Chris, he's absolutely gorgeous. He kept getting closer and closer to me, squeezing my wrists tighter and tighter, even as I tried to fight him off. His hard on pressed against me, that's when I knew I should just do it. I kissed him.

And as if my kisses weren't aggressive enough, he pushed against me so hard when our lips met. He was so hard, and I was getting there. He literally ripped my button down shirt off, buttons scattering across the bed and wood floor. "I want you so bad" he said. "And I want you Chris" I moaned back. We kissed and kissed. "Suck my dick" he whispered. I rolled him over on his back and he took off his shirt, his six pack was to die for. I pulled his shorts down and oh my god. His huge ass throbbing cock. I took him in my mouth and he moaned. I couldn't get a lot of him in my mouth but he pushed my head further down on him.

I start to take my pants off, I'm so hard that it almost hurts my dick to be held captive inside my shorts. I take them off. Almost immediately he feels his hand around to my ass. His big fingers find their way to my asshole, and he goes right in. He starts fingering me so hard as I suck his dick. It's the best feeling I've ever had, I moaned with his dick in my mouth so loud.

He pulled my head off of his dick and took his fingers out of my ass. He rolls me over and lays on top of me, our hard ons right against each other. "See how good you taste?" I tell him as we kiss more. He positions his dick against my asshole. "I'm gonna fuck you" he slurred. "Do it" I moaned. He pushed in and sparks flew. It hurt so bad but felt so right and good at the same time. I held on to him and squeezed him so hard as he slid in and out of me. He jerked me off at the same time with his right hand. He was so drunk and slurring things as he fucked me, like "Oo yeah, you like that don't you?"

"You like me fucking you, huh?" etc. After several minutes of him panting in my face or his tongue down my throat, he starts to moan. Right then, I couldn't hold it anymore, I came. I shot all over my abs and moaned his name, I even bit his shoulder as he laid on top of me. He kept moaning louder and faster and closer. Then, the warm cum filled my insides.

He grunted in my face and thrust even harder and farther into me. "Oh fuck yes, ohhhh fuck" he moaned. He kept sliding in and out of me as his orgasm passed. He pulled out of me and rolled over, arms spread across the bed. I curled up under his left arm and draped my leg over his. My best friend just fucked me, I thought.

He passed out soon after and when I woke up at 9am he was still out. I decided to get up and get ready for the day. By the time I got out of the shower he was up and still naked. He was sitting on the side of his bed, looking like death. "Happy hangover!" I said. "Fuck you" he said. "You already did that..." I said as a joke. "Huh?" he said, confused. He didn't remember. He was oblivious. "Nothing" I said and went back to getting dressed.

Chris and I haven't done anything since then, but I really really REALLY hope we do again!

-Anonymous

Met At The Gym

I had the locker open at the gym and was sitting, naked, on the bench, getting ready to dress and go home. "Good workout, huh?" said a voice behind me. These comments are fairly common small talk there, so I turned around to answer. I think I stammered out something like, "Uh, and yeah." Directly at eye level was a cock, which when limp, measured at least eight inches! It was attached to a friendly-looking guy who needed to work out as much as I did. He sat next to me and opened his locker, and, once, as we both put down our towels and placed shoes on the floor, our nude hips touched. Nothing was said at the time, but I'll admit it kind of turned me on.

I had been considering bisexual behaviour for a while. Yeah, I had peeked at other guys' cocks in the gym, but never thought I would do anything about it. This one guy, my locker friend, continued to approach me and make small talk in the nude afterwards. I noticed he worked in the same building and we spoke in the garage a few times.

The situation was, well, stagnant. I thought it was going nowhere except fantasies and dreams. One afternoon, though, as he was talking to me and we were both naked, he said he was going into the Jacuzzi and asked if I wanted to join him. Now, officially, everyone is supposed to wear a bathing suit in the Jacuzzi, but nobody does. I was a little sore, and at that time of day nobody else was in there, so I said yes. I watched him unwrap his towel and step into the water. He was semi-hard, and noticed my glance. I sat down a few feet away and noticed he was looking too. I was glad for the cover of the water, because I was getting a very noticeable hard on. He was a few years older than me, and seemed to have no problem with stretching out in the Jacuzzi. I was sure he was partly showing off, because his cock kept sticking out of the water, and it was apparent he was turned on, too.

He mentioned watching my workout and said I was making physical progress, and I said I admired his everyday commitment. At that point, he slid over very close and I felt my pulse explode. We continued talking about workouts, but once, twice, a third time our hips slid against each other. It felt so sexy and I said nothing. Then his hand brushed against my hip. My silence must have been interpreted as approval... which, I guess, it was.

His hand brushed against me again, but, this time, it did not move away. We stopped talking and his hand moved up and down my slick, wet leg. Out of the blue, I moved my hand between his legs and held his penis. It was rock hard and at LEAST ten inches in length. I ran my fingers up and down the shaft, then felt the pink head's pulsing. His hand grabbed my cock as well. He reached underneath me and caressed my balls with his cupped fingers. I was so hot I only knew I wanted sex with him right at that moment.

At that point, two other guys walked in. We both left the room, but the towels "hardly" covered out excitement. As we dressed, in silence, I looked over and he was smiling at me. He whispered, "My van." I thought about whether or not to go, but eventually the ache in my balls made up my mind. We walked out together and into the garage. He did indeed drive a large delivery van with darkly tinted windows. No one was looking, so we climbed in.

He immediately bent over and dropped his pants and underwear. He still had his hard on and turned towards me. I stripped and, being tall, had to get on my knees for comfort. He sat on a tool chest with his legs spread and slowly played with himself. I moved over to be closer and his big cock was right in front of my face. For the first time in my life, I leaned forward and kissed another guy's penis. It felt hot, and was hard and velvety at the same time. I licked it up and down and stroked it with my lips. He began to moan. When I took it out and began to tickle his balls with my tongue, it wasn't long before his cum shot across my face in a thick, sticky spray. I put his cock in my mouth in time to catch the last couple of surges...tasting and enjoying his sperm.

He sat me on the tool chest and sat on my lap, facing away from me. I felt my cock sliding in between the cheeks of his ass, and was ready to explode in minutes. I didn't even enter him, and still shot a stream of my own cum onto his back.

We lay on the carpet together, nude and rubbing against each other, for quite a while. I could hear people talking outside, and I will admit it was exciting to be there like that. We left that day after making plans to meet at his place the following Friday. Since then I have met him, and some of his friends, a few times. But it is a whole new world.

-Anonymous

Catch and Release

I loved watching porn. Watching a girl give head was my favorite. Following in a close second was watching a couple having anal sex. It just demanded my attention. It took awhile, but I soon realized that it was the cock I was watching and not the actual sex. I was overtaken by the idea of a stiff cock being used on someone. Then I realized, I wanted to be that someone. I would fantasize about it...a sexual encounter between me and another guy. It worried me, because I was all into girls. I could go to the bar and bring a different one home every night. But there I was wanting to experiment with a nice stiff cock.

I came to the conclusion that I was bi. I would buy a gay movie and keep it hidden while waiting for the opportunity to watch it and masterbate. Then, I'd throw it away so I wouldn't get caught. That got a bit expensive, so I got to the point where I would drive 25 miles to rent one...(so I was where no-one knew me). On one of these trips, I was in the porn section of the rental place. I always worried that someone was watching me, or I'd get caught by an aquaintance. The gay section butted up to the "big boobs" section, so it was easy to act like I was looking at the "straight" videos. Three deep, on the second shelf, I noticed a video about "huge poles". It was a gay video and I had a chubby glancing at the cover. No one was looking, so I picked it up to view some photos on the back. I was staring hard at the cover for awhile, when I heard a voice say, "that's a great one". I was so startled, I dropped the case. I saw a man, about 6'3, mid-40's, well-dressed, and handsome. I felt embarrassed as all hell. He apologised for supprising me. I didn't say a word, just stared blankly. "Are you into that?" he asked and pointed at the video. I felt my nerves start tweeking and said " I grabbed the wrong case." He apologised again and moved away.

I went out of the room and grabbed the first movie I saw on the way to the counter. I paid for it and walked out the store, still in a daze, with my heart going a hundred beats a minute. I got to my car and heard a voice yell "HEY!". I turned to see the man from the little room in the back walking towards me. "I just wanted to apologize again." he said. "No biggy, really." I said. I caught myself eyeing him...tracing his frame up and down. I had stopped while staring at his crotch. I looked back at his face quickly, only to see a half smile. I knew he saw me staring. "I see you rented a flick...me too." he said, and proceeded to pull out a DVD case. I saw the title "Big Poles" and my heart skipped a beat. "I'm gonna go home and watch it...maybe have a drink or two." "I don't mean to be forward, but would you like to join me?"

I didn't know what to say...I was a bundle of nerves and about to pass out. He looked at me and said "Look, I've been there. My name's Ken. Nothing's gonna happen that you're not comfortable with." I stared wide-eyed at him for what seemed a lifetime and heard myself say "sure". The next part is a blur, because I agreed to leave my car there and drive with him. There wasn't any talk on the way to his house. He tried a couple of times at small-talk, but I was scared and nervous. I couldn't believe I agreed to this. We pulled into his driveway and he put his car in park. He looked at me and asked if I wanted to go back. I shook my head "no". I swallowed hard while telling myself to just relax and enjoy it. I followed him upto the door and he unlocked it. We went in and his keys clinked as he dropped them on the kitchen table.

"Why don't you put the movie in while I fix us a drink...what do you like?" I walked into the living room (complete w/ a fireplace) and said "I'd kill for a shot of tequila right now". "I have some" he said. I walked back as he poured 2 large shots. I grabbed the glass, clinked his, and swallowed it hard. He laughed as I winced, "want a chaser?" I nodded and said yes. He grabbed a beer outta the fridge "This good?" "that'll work", I said. He grabbed the bottle and a couple of beers and we went into the living room.

I put the dvd in as he sat on the couch. I joined him, and we proceeded to start watching the video. About 15 minutes into it, I had a raging chubby (and about 4 shots and 2 beers in me) when he grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I felt his fully erect cock through his pants (and got instantly hard myself). I used my fingers to pop open his butten and then looked at him as my fingers undid his zipper. I felt his hand take mine and guide it onto the head of his cock (which was sticking well above his underwear line). I grasped it, and had to look at it. As I did, he asked "Can I let him out?" I looked at him and smiled.

He peeled his pants and underwear off and sat there with a boner on the couch. "Go ahead and touch it" he said. He started watching the movie again, but I had lost all interest. I put my hand on it and moved slowly down the shaft. I cupped his sack and he moaned. "Get a good look at it" Ken said as I felt a hand go to the back of my head. I put my head on his thigh, just inches away from his cock. I stroked it loosly and could smell his sex. A drop of precum escaped the head and I felt it on my finger. "Go ahead, taste it. Do you want to suck on it? Just close your eyes and kiss it." I moved forward, eyes closed, lips pursed, guided by his hand. I felt my lips hit it's head. It was warm and pulsing. I kissed it, then spread my lips, and wet them with my spit. I could taste the bitterness of his precum as his head passed my lips. He moaned as I formed my mouth around him to suck the cock in my mouth.

"Ooh, that's it, nice and easy. Take your time, play with it. You like that?" I nodded with his cock in my mouth. I felt like a baby on a tit, as I sucked, licked and stared at this beautiful cock. I wanted to swallow it all, but choked when it was too far in." Ken laughed saying "woaha, settle down, you got as long as you want." I continued on him for awhile and then he began to take short breathes. I heard him say "I'm gonna cum!" so I released my mouth from my prize and began jerking him with my hand. He moaned and as the first drops erupted from his dick. They flew and hit my forehead, startling me. I continued jerking and watched as a half dozen shots flew in different directions. Then the main load came. A thick and creamy gush came outta the head and streamed down over my grip and onto my knuckles. Ken shuttered as I squeased his rod. The next thing I knew, I was sucking and licking upto the head again. I forced the whole thing deep into my mouth and sucked as I released it from my mouth. I loved the taste. I cleaned every drop from my hand and his shaft.

During that evening, I got Ken off 3 times. The third time I held onto his ass cheeks and forced him to cum directly into my throat. I'll never forget what Ken helped me to overcome that day.

-Anonymous

Did I Win Or Lose?

My wife Kathy and I had been talking for a long time about making our twosome a moresome, and bringing in my best friend Bryan who was bi, she wanted to have everyone pleasuring everyone. But I couldn't decide whether or not I would want to suck a cock and she knew I had to overcome that. I had always been curious but timid. Bryan, who had been hinting for years that if I ever needed my cock sucked he'd be more than willing. I had noticed him checking me out in the showers and locker room at our gym, eying a semi hard-on a little too long but again no worries.

I'm 29, 5'8, slim with a 7 inch cock, and have to admit I marveled at his athletic build on and very well hung cock even when soft. His balls were always clean shaven and he liked to strut around with a bit of an exhibitionist lust. He was over one night watching a movie, we ran out of liquor, and he said he'd go get some more. As soon as he left my wife said she had a bet for me that would solve it once and for all. If she could make me cum before he got back in, I had to suck Bryan off that night. If I could hold out, she would suck him off and I was free to watch or participate anyway I wanted. I figured I had nothing to lose, I either manned up and swallowed my fears (so to speak) or I got a great blowjob from my wife and could watch her be fucked by Bryan and me, so I agreed.

"Great" she said with a smile. "Now there is no time to lose, pull out your cock! I'm gonna suck the cum right out of you!" Before my boxer briefs hit the floor her sundress was off, and my wife was standing in front of me in nothing but heels and a g-string. This was obviously well thought out, that's a favorite of mine. She is 35, 5'6, perky 38c cup tits with firm sexy legs and ass. I sat back down, and she started sucking the head of my cock. I was already hard, but I was determined to hold out, I think. She was fondling my balls with one hand stroking the shaft with the other and licking and sucking the hell out of the head of my dick. The pre-cum was oozing out, but I figured time was working for me. She felt my nuts tighten and jumped up and straddled me on the couch moving her g-string off to the side. She was soaking wet, and I plunged all the way in one hard intense stroke. She started bucking wildly with her pussy muscles working my cock hard. She jammed one tit in my mouth, just as we heard the door knob rattle. I came hard and fast right there.

"I lasted" I protested. "No way he wasn't inside" was her satisfied reply. When Bryan came in he had a look of confusion at all the clothes on the floor, but a large hard-on waiting to be released from his jeans.

"What's up guys?" Bryan said

I was naked, horny as hell, and had nothing to lose, "Bryan I know you have wanted to suck me off, and Kathy just convinced me it was a great idea, but first I want to feel you cum in my mouth." He didn't need any convincing, with Kathy naked and stroking herself, and me standing up now still with a hard on, I thought he might just cum right then and there. But I pulled his pants down with no arguments, and saw at least an 8 inch hard-on through his briefs. I slowly pulled them down and a massive cock sprang right into my face!

I grabbed the thick shaft and stroked it slowly, which caused an audible groan from everyone at once. Bryan sat down where I was 10 minutes ago, and removed his shirt. I started licking his nipples and went down his chest, as he leaned back and closed his eyes. I made it down to his cock, took a deep breath, and opened my lips over his cock head. I swirled my tongue around, and then remembered I had a second hand and began rubbing his balls. I opened my mouth wider, making sure to keep pressure, and moved down his shaft taking as much of his cock as I could in my mouth. I could taste his pre-cum and I lost all control. I began sucking up and down hard, I moved both hands under his ass, and started pulling him deep and hard in my rhythm. "God I'm gonna blow any second" I heard above my wife's moans and his grunts, I wiggled one finger up his ass, and brought the other hand to pump his shaft and balls. He exploded in my mouth and I felt pure exhilaration, I swallowed all his gooey cum and pumped him for more. "Are you sure you haven't done this before, you're amazing," Bryan smiled.

"Shut the hell up I'm about to blow too!!!" I panted. I lay down on the floor and in 2 minutes Bryan had sucked me deep and had a mouthful of my cum.

"I think the party is just starting" Kathy purred.

-Anonymous

My Dildo!

I like to call myself bisexual because I’m attracted to members of both genders. However, though I’ve had one long-term relationship with a woman, a few casual affairs and some one-night stands, I’m primarily drawn to men. This is undoubtedly due to my fascination for and adoration of the primary male organ—cocks pull me like magnets into their electric orbs. I love sucking them, rolling my tongue around them, and I love having them inside me, throbbing until they explode, filling me with ecstasy. Recently I learned that engaging in sex with women, though, does not necessarily mean doing without cock. The wide array of sex toys available makes it possible not to "throw the baby out with the bath water," so to speak. I had played around with dildos—I've owned one for years—but it was just recently that I discovered the dildo's full potential.

A lot of people are baffled when they hear about lesbians using fake cocks, wondering why, if they want to get fucked, they don't go for the real thing. But loving women emotionally and sexually does not necessarily preclude the desire to be forcefully penetrated. Those who can’t grasp this concept tend to view lesbian sex as a world of soft flesh against some corny backdrop of fields and flowers. The truth is, many lesbians can get downright raunchy. Laurie was that kind of lesbian. She was ten years my junior, and thus a member of a more liberated generation. Dark hair, dark eyes, a compact petite body with gorgeous firm tits, Laurie went after what and who she wanted with a vengeance. I met her in a women’s bar, and, overcome by her open lust for me, took her home. That first night we were all over each other, sucking, touching, bumping and grinding. Laurie was so aggressive I almost felt like I was with a man. She would spread my legs and hump me wildly, sticking her fingers in my cunt and rooting them around so that I felt I was being fully fucked. At one point we paused to rest and she asked, "Do you have any toys?"

"I’ve got a vibrator and a dildo," I told her.

"Let’s see the dick," she said.

I took out my dainty five-inch lavender plastic dildo and shyly presented it to her like a flower. She held it in her hand and regarded it disdainfully. "You call this a dildo? Christ, it looks like something you'd use to stir the soup!"

I was embarrassed. Clearly, I was lacking in some vital sexual knowledge, though I had no idea what that might be. "Tomorrow you come to my house," she said when she left.

The following night found me on Laurie’s doorstep, my heart pounding and my pussy wet and twitching in anticipation tinged with fear. I had visions of some monster-sized fake cock, or maybe some vibrating machinery. Maybe she was into whips and chains. I wasn’t sure I trusted her enough for that kind of scene. What would she do to me? Whatever it was going to be, I knew it would be exciting and my pussy was dripping. She greeted me at the door wearing a low-cut T-shirt and a pair of tight jeans. When she grabbed me and held me close, tonguing my mouth, I felt a discernible bulge in her pants. Intrigued, I rubbed my crotch against it, getting myself hot, moaning and groaning and thrusting my tits against hers. After a while Laurie released me and led me to her many~mirrored, candlelit bedroom. She sat down on the edge of the bed and gently pushed me to my knees, my face in her crotch. Slowly she unzipped her jeans and out popped a seven-inch, totally life-like penis. It had an authentic looking head, a simulated vein, and little ridges all along the shaft.

"Suck my cock," she ordered.

I took the thing in my hands and tentatively licked the head. It tasted a little weird—it was in fact made of silicone—but the visual effect was so real that my taste buds yielded to the more powerful psychological nuances. I took it into my mouth as I would a real cock, bobbing my head up and down, letting the head touch the back of my throat. Laurie wrapped her hands in my hair and humped her pelvis. "Yeah, that’s it, girl. Take it all. Suck my dick."

I licked it all over, oblivious to the strange taste, stroked it lovingly, and gazed up to see her eyes smoldering. Soon she made me take off my clothes and rub her cock between my tits. All the while she watched us in the mirror; every so often I glanced over and saw myself in the classic position, on my knees with a mouthful of cockmeat.

After awhile Laurie removed her clothes, and I saw that the dildo was held by a leather harness wrapped around her hips. I’d never seen this before, and I laughed with delight. Displeased that I’d broken the mood, Laurie began to slap my face with her dick until I was whimpering, my pussy dripping wetter than ever. She laid me across the bed, spread my legs and mounted me. Grasping her dick in her hand, she eased the head into my sopping cunthole. I thrust my hips to get more, but she held back.

"You want it? Huh? You want my cock?"

"Yes,” I gasped. "Please, Please fuck me."

She plunged it in and then slowly slid all the way up to the hilt, shocking and thrilling me at once. I squeezed my pussy muscles around it. Closing my eyes, I swore it felt just like I was being fucked by a man. But when I opened them, there was Laurie, her big tits bobbing over my face as she thrust herself in and out of me. I grabbed hold of a tit and sucked, lifting my legs higher to allow deeper penetration. My cunt unfolded more and more until I was nearly fainting with pleasure.

I was on the verge of cumming when Laurie rolled over and placed me on top of her. I sat up on her cock and bounced up and down, reaching a frenzy of excitement. My tits bobbed, the nipples standing out like bullets, and my hair flowed down my back as I arched my body, straining to take in more and more of her. "Oh yeah," she said approvingly, "look at you go!"

She reached up and squeezed my nipples with her fingers, so hard that they hurt, and then the pain changed to pleasure. I leaned forward and she took my left nipple in her mouth, sucking on it.

Encouraged, I fucked that cock like I’d fucked scores of cocks before. Laurie put her hand on my clit and pressed it steadily, until my whole body began to tremble and shake. My cunt palpitated and I had the biggest, noisiest, most drawn out orgasm of my life. My cunt sucked on that dick for dear life. I was so lost in ecstasy, I didn’t realize that Laurie came at the same moment, her clit stimulated by my weight pressing down upon her. She rolled me over and fucked me good and hard, just the way I like it after I cum, pounding herself into me until I was weak as a goldfish. Afterward we laid side by side, the dildo still inside me, and still, of course, hard as a rock. I was totally awed. Not only could a dildo provide the same pleasure as a cock, there was no problem about maintaining an erection. I saw a whole new world opening up, and felt a rush of exhilaration. This was truly women’s liberation; who needed men?

Well, now, guys, don’t panic. As I came to realize, there are still some things a dildo can’t provide, such as the taste and feel of real flesh, a spurt of hot cum, and a pair of balls (which I love to fondle and suck).

And there are all those other delightful male characteristics, like hairy chests, powerful muscles and the ineffable male energy that drives me wild. My lust for real cock hasn’t diminished a bit; rather, my lust for women has increased now that the possibilities have expanded.

Laurie and I continued seeing each other for several months. At one point we took a trip up to Canada. We were afraid that if our dildo was discovered at customs, it might be confiscated, as pornography regularly is on the border. So we came up with an ingenious solution: we put a doll's head over the top, and dressed the dildo in a doll's frilly dress. Naturally, thereafter we always referred to our cock as “Dolly."

After Laurie and I broke up I went out and got myself a quality dildo and harness, and the next time I took a woman to bed, I "wore the pants." I loved the sensation of fucking a woman senseless, tapping into my own strength and power to please her. I also discovered that some men like being fucked up the ass, and I’ve been able to accommodate them nicely. As I said, the joys of dildos have been liberating to my sexuality, with both men and women. And I’ll continue to roll around in bed with whoever turns me on.

-M. R.

College Visit

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Double Threat

Robert writes to tell us about an adventure during spring vacation from college that got a little weird. So weird in fact that he’s not sure he’s going to be able to tell the other guys about it…

I couldn’t believe it. It was the perfect score. It was the last day of my week in Florida during spring break, and so far it had been zero in the girl department. Lots of sun, but no girls. Then two of them, Sheryl and Lori. I was lying on my towel on the beach, looking not bad with my shades, racing trunks, and body toned up with some weight work, when I noticed them on a blanket over to my left. They saw me looking their way, walked over, and asked if they could hang around for a while and listen to my radio. Their batteries had gone dead. I said fine.

Sheryl had black hair, cut short, a cute upturned nose, round face, and a short, full figure. She had on a black two-piece bathing suit. She filled it up pretty well. Lori had thick red hair down to the middle of her back and beautiful copper-colored skin set off by a turquoise bikini. She had a nice shape, but was not as full-figured as Sheryl.

We chatted about college and other stuff. They were also down for spring break, soaking up some sun. Then they let it drop. Sheryl glanced at Lori, got a nod, and then said: “How would you like to come back to our room for a while and cool off? Our motel is just up the beach.”

Two chicks. Fantastic. And obviously willing. This was definitely going to make the week worthwhile. We entered the room together. Sheryl went into the bathroom to shower, while Lori got some beers out of a small refrigerator. I lay down on the bed and accepted a beer. Sheryl came out of the shower wearing a terry-cloth robe and Lori went in to shower. When she came out, also in a robe, she tossed me a towel saying: “It’s your turn, sport.”

When I came out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around me they were on the bed in their robes giggling. I came near the bed and Sheryl reached over and yanked the towel off. I hoped they liked what they saw. I jumped on the bed. Lori pushed me down on my back and Sheryl leaned over me, her fits almost coming out of her robe. “We want to show you a nice time, Robert, but you have to do it our way,” she said seriously.
“Sure,” I said, “anything you want. Just say the word.”

“First you have to agree to do everything we say. And, in order to make sure you keep your agreement, you have to let us tie you up. We won’t hurt you, but you have to let us do anything we want to you,” Sheryl explained, leaning a bit more forward so that her breasts came out of her robe and hung over me.

“If you don’t want to play by these rules, you can leave now,” she continued. “If you do want to play by them, we’ll show you a time you’ll never forget.” Since nothing else had happened all week, I figured it was going to be this or nothing. A jump into the unknown. I might as well take it.
“OK,” I replied. “Let’s go.”
“Goody,” said Lori, bouncing up and down on the bed. “He’s going to play.” With that, they both removed the cloth belts from their robes, letting them fall off. Lori tied her belt around my legs, while Sheryl turned me onto my side and tied my hands behind my back.

Rolling me onto my back again, Sheryl said: “Let’s see what this fellow has here,” taking my prick in one hand and balls in the other.
“I got it up, Lori,” Sheryl said.
“Good,” Lori replied. “Let me play with it for a while.”

Lori took over pulling up and down on my prick while Sheryl had a beer. Boy, this was weird. This was the weirdest thing that ever happened to me. But as long as they were pulling on my prick, I wasn’t going to complain.

Sheryl finished her beer. “Hand me the rubber gloves, Lori,” Sheryl said.
“Rubber gloves!” I said. “What are you going to do with rubber gloves?”
“No questions,” Sheryl said harshly. “We can un¬tie you and throw you out right now. If you want to play, you keep quiet until we tell you to talk.”
I kept quiet. Lori produced a pair of tight disposable rubber surgeon’s gloves. Sheryl put them on and filled one hand with KY jelly from a tube.
“Turn him over, Lori,” Sheryl said. “I want to check him out inside.”

Now I knew what the rubber gloves were all about. Sheryl worked a finger into my anus. Good God! What had I gotten into? What were these two girls all about? A second finger followed and then she started to move them around. Hey! She was massaging my prostate. That didn’t feel bad. As a matter of fact, it felt good. I could feel my prick, now pressed flat up against my stomach by the bed, begin to pulsate with the motions of her fingers. Not able to help myself, I moaned and then grunted as her pressure on my prostate made me come, my sperm dumping onto the bed beneath me.

“I got him off, Lori, I got him off,” Sheryl pro¬claimed proudly.
The two of them now turned me onto my back once more. My prick was losing its stiffness.
“Quick, Lori, don’t let him lose it. Get him up again,” said Sheryl.
Lori bent down and took my prick in her mouth. Sucking on it, she worked it up to an erection again.

“Climb on!” cried Sheryl as she took off the gloves, swung her leg over my head, and sat on my face. Lori squatted over my prick and came down so it went into her cunt. Pussy at last! I thought. After all the weird stuff, I’m finally inside a pussy! Sheryl and Lori embraced each other over me, one on my face and one on my prick. Lori rocked back and forth on my prick while Sheryl positioned herself so I could get my tongue on her clit.

“Lick away, she commanded, and I did. As weird as it all was, it was also great having these two girls on top of me. Hugging and kissing, bill¬ing and cooing, they ignored me, greedily working on their own pleasure.

Then it began to become clear to me. Sheryl and Lori were really interested only in each other. They were using me to get off together. They had probably been picking guys up all week and going through this same number!

Well, I wasn’t going to let it bother me. I was with two good-looking chicks (even if they were weird) in a motel room in Florida with one sitting on my face and one sitting on my prick. Things could be worse, I thought. The thing to do is just get into what I have going here.

Sheryl’s pubic hair was short and thin, leaving most of her plump, firm lips exposed. She was juicy inside and my tongue was enjoying it all. She alternately positioned herself so that I could get my tongue into her cunt and then lick her clit.

Lori was really swinging around, her cunt grip¬ping my prick. And the two of them hugging and kiss¬ing each other was turning me on even more. Even though I had come earlier, it was all too much and I felt I was going to come again. Lori sensed it and said: “He’s going to come.”

She and Sheryl held each other tight as I grunted and shot my load straight up into Lori. They both came and Sheryl’s juices ran down over my face. “Well, sport,” said Sheryl as they untied me, were we as good as our word? Did we show you the best time you ever had in bed with two chicks?” Not wanting to admit that it was the only time I had ever been with two chicks, I answered: “Yep, the best time ever.”